Author's Note: This story contains fiction of an adult nature. It may contain themes involving Incest, under age sex, rape, bestiality, drugs or alcohol abuse. If these subjects make you uncomfortable please exit now. The story is meant for the entertainment of adults as defined by tour local government or society, if you are below this age please exit now. The author does not condone or encourage anyone to act in real life the way the characters depicted in this story act.
Published: 29 September 2009
Story Code: M+/F, F/g, M/g, Voyeur, Exhibition, Beast, Incest, Oral, Anal
James turned up from work with a broad grin and a Batman costume on a hanger, "My dad's decided that Peter's birthday party is going to have a 'Heroes and Villains' theme, shall I get you the Robin costume so that we can complement each other?" I thought about it, thought about it seriously, I didn't like family parties at the best of times, I tried to stay out of the lime-light as much as possible, I had a thing about being dressed, I didn't like to be naked in front to anyone including James, I certainly didn't want to be 'dressed up' in any kind of way that was out of the ordinary. "Isn't Robin a boy?" "Yes, but it doesn't matter!" I shook my head, "Don't think I want to go as a boy thank you!" And with that I walked off and started to dish up James's dinner.
Peter was James's younger brother, they didn't look alike, didn't act alike and had none of the same belief values, James had been studying for the priesthood before he changed his mind and converted his divinities course into an MBA, he did have a flair for business but everyone who knew him back then said that he had an even better flair for religion and pastoral care. Peter was just finishing his sixth-form studies but he wasn't expected to get better than 'C' grades in any of his subjects, he had used sixth-form as a two year holiday and now that his eighteenth birthday was approaching he was looking forward to some very stark choices, labouring work or going to a technical college to learn a trade like carpentry, brick laying or plumbing as three grade 'C' A levels wouldn't get him into any real university in the country.
I put the party out of my mind, it was still two days away, then it was one day away, then, suddenly it was in four hours time and I still hadn't really thought about it. James phoned me at lunch time, "Well, who are you going as?" I just said, "Shit!" "You forgot all about it didn't you?" "Yes!" "You'll have to pop into Bedford and see what they have left in the costume hire shop, but remember that it has to be a hero or villain though. Oh, before you go, you did remember to get a babysitter for Amy and Laura didn't you?" "Yes, of course I did!" "Good, see you later!"
I rang the mother of the girl we sometimes used to sit for us to see if she knew if Samantha was free tonight, I had to wait until later to see but Sam's mother didn't think she had anything on. I had to do a little bit of a mad dash, dropping Laura off at my mother's house so that I could go into Bedford to find a costume before Amy got out of nursery school.
I got to the fancy dress hire shop with just twenty minutes to go before they closed for the weekend, they closed early on Friday, usually because by Friday lunch time they had very little left to offer anyone, I told them I needed a hero or a villain costume, "We have Robin or Cat Woman in your size, we could do you a mask, stripy T-shirt and sack with 'Swag' on it if you'd prefer!"
I'd made a bit of a thing with James about not wanting to go as a boy or man when he offered to get me the Robin costume so the only real choice I had was Cat Woman, that and the fact that the man was hurrying me on a little as he wanted to get away before the London traffic jammed up the motorway, notoriously bad on Friday afternoons. I checked out the label in the costume, it was two sizes too small for me, I pointed this out to the assistant as he was turning the lights off in the main shop area, "PVC's a stretchy material, the size is only a guide, I'll give you a fifty percent discount if you let me go now!"
I found myself in the street blinking in the bright sunlight and watching as the shop assistant jumped into the passenger seat of a waiting car. I picked up Laura from my mothers, then I rushed to the nursery to collect Amy before rushing home to check on the baby sitter, or rather, see if I actually had a baby sitter.
I did the kids their dinner, all the time I knew that I really should have tried on the Cat Woman costume to see just how bad a fit it actually was but with two kids to look after and the need for a bath and to do my finger and toe nails and my naturally curly hair needed straightening. I got the kids into bed and was rushing round with my dressing gown on when the babysitter turned up with an arm full of school books; she still had one exam left at school before the summer holiday and the end of her GCSE's. James turned up and I still hadn't tried on the costume, hell, I hadn't even taken it out of its wrapping.
James took his costume into the bathroom so that he could bathe and change, I took my costume into our bedroom to see what the damage was. I put on my usual full-body knickers and an under wired bra, I thought about tights but decided to see how the costume fitted first.
The main part of the costume was basically a PVC cat-suit, the man in the shop had said that the costume was stretchy but this was ridiculous, there was a large chrome zipper that ran from the crotch to the neck, the puller on the zip was incredibly heavy and designed to look like a piece of jewellery, as soon as I had pulled the zip up to the top it started back down again because the material was being stretched too tightly and the puller was far too heavy.
I put on the mask and ears and went down to ask the babysitter what she thought of the outfit, she shook her head, turned me towards the mirror and pointed out the fact that you could see every stitch of the bra and knickers, "What if I put tights and a vest on under it?" "Will only make things even tighter!" Samantha didn't have to say it; I knew that the only answer was to go without any underwear on at all.
I returned to the bedroom and stripped off totally, then I squeezed back into the costume, when I returned to Samantha she said that I looked great, I looked in the mirror again, she was right, the ultra tight PVC did look good but then Samantha pointed out a problem, she was pointing between my legs, "You have to find a way to keep the thatch out of the zip!" I looked down and to my horror there were wisps of my dark blond hair curling out from the teeth of the zip, "Don't you ever trim Mrs. Cook?" I shook my head, I would never dream of doing something like that.
Samantha handed me a pair of scissors, "You should at least trim the hair that's hanging out!" I rushed back up the stairs and once again I was naked in the bedroom, I started t o snip at the hair between my legs as best as I could, by the time I finished it looked a real mess, then I heard James leaving the bathroom, I waited until I heard him talking to Samantha and I slipped into the bathroom.
James always used disposable razors, he only ever used them once and threw them away after, I ferreted in the bin in the bathroom and found the razor that he had just thrown away, I used his shaving foam to lather my pubic mound and before I could think too much about it I cleared all the hair away.
This time when I zipped up the costume it felt a whole lot better below and as I walked down the stairs it felt amazing, the roughness of the zip being pulled taught right into my vaginal valley with each step and giving my clitoris a little rub as it did so.
Samantha looked impressed, when I say that the PVC was pulled tight, I mean that she could tell that I hadn't just trimmed my thatch back but had gone all the way to skin, all James said was "Wow!" Samantha whispered in my ear, "You can see every razor nick through that material, you look fantastic!" I suddenly changed my mind, I didn't want to go to the party anymore but James wouldn't hear of it and I was pulled along behind him.
When I got in James's car there was a whole new 'pleasure' as the bottom of the zip and the crotch seam pressed up into my body, transferring every bump in the road into micro pleasures inside my body. As we drove towards the rugby club I had mixed feelings, the rugby club was at the end of a long track off of the road, the track was just covered in mill waste and James often parked out on the lane to protect his suspension, inside of me I hoped that James would drive all the way to the car park, after all, it was a long way to walk in fancy dress all the way from the lane. James started driving down the track, he must have noticed the effect the bumps were having on me because, instead of trying his best to avoid the worst of the bumps he was actually aiming for the potholes and ridges to give his car the bumpiest ride of its life and me the most pleasure I'd had in a long while.
By the time were stationary in the car park I was in quite a state, "I can't go in there looking like this!" "Why, you look fantastic!" I looked at James and scowled at him, when we left home my hair was perfectly straight, well almost perfect and I looked semi decent but after a near climax on the drive to the party my hair was wet with sweat and forming 'Rat's Tail curls' and the area of the cat suit between my legs looked like saddlebags separated by a huge fat shiny zip. "No one will see, it will be dark inside the party!" "Yes, inside the function room it may well be dark but we have to get past everyone in the entrance hall, which is lit up like Blackpool Illuminations and the bar will be light too!"
We sat in the car for a few minutes while James mulled things over in his mind and by the time he had come up with an idea there was no one around in the car park, "Right, you go round the back and wait by the players entrance to the changing rooms, I'll go in the front and tell everyone that you have a headache, then as soon as I can slip away from my family, I'll come through and open the back doors for you, inside, in the dark, if anyone asks you who you are, just tell them that you're the Cat Woman!"
I didn't really like the idea of waiting around outside the back of the rugby club in the dark but James had his heart set on going to the party and there was a hint that if I was a good girl then when we got home we might just carry on the party in our bedroom.
I had no idea how long it would take James to get past his family and friends and make it to the back door of the clubhouse but when I arrived at the door it was already unlocked so I slipped in through the door, there were no lights on in the passageway that ran between the home and away team dressing rooms, as I passed by the home team dressing room door I was grabbed and pulled inside, I was just in the middle of pulling the zipper catch back up to my neck as hands shot out of the darkness grabbing the arm I was using to do the zip up, there was a loud ripping sound as the zip shot down to my belly button, I was in the changing room, lips against mine, tongue forcing its way into my mouth and a hand reaching into my costume to fondle my breasts.
At first I thought it might have been James but there was a scratchyness about the face that couldn't be my husband as he had shaved before we left home, it took me several seconds to react and work out what was happening, there was a tradition, when we were like eleven years old, called three minutes of heaven, I have to say that I had never taken part in the act as I was rarely invited to parties in my youth and if I were ever invited my mother would never have allowed me to go, but I had heard much about the parties after from the girls at school.
The basic rules of three minutes of heaven were:|
The birthday boy or girl would be placed in a darkened room or closet.
Each member of the opposite sex had to take it in turns to spend three minutes in the room with the birthday boy or girl.
Nothing could be said by the visitor that would give away who he or she was so that there would be no familial contamination.
Anything and everything that could be done in three minutes was done in three minutes or until the bell rang to indicate a changeover.
I started to push myself away, I had guessed eventually that it was actually my brother in law in the changing room and that I must have stumbled into the middle of an adult version of the three minutes of heaven game, I started to push Peter away as his hand was on the move down towards my vagina, my back was forced against the wall and Peter was pushing his knee between my legs, his fingers were already on the freshly de-forested patch, I was still trying to push Peter away as I felt something warm and wet pressing against my abdomen, Peter had his cock out and was rubbing it against my belly.
The door suddenly opened and one of our cousins walked in, I recognised her voice instantly as she said, "I thought it was my turn!" Peter suddenly stepped back, the girl had broken one of the cardinal rules of three minutes of heaven, both Peter and I knew that she was a close relative, a first cousin.
I pulled my zip up quickly, "Sorry darling but I'll remember you for when it's your turn and we can carry on where we left off!" I slipped out of the changing room, before the door closed behind me I could hear cousin Jayne gasping for air as Peter started fucking her instantly, I stopped in my tracks, I recognised that it was Jayne so surely Peter did too!
I opened the door to the function room slowly, just a crack at first to check who was looking if anyone was, the room was almost empty, I could hear voices in the main bar but that was very brightly lit so I sat in the darkest corner and waited until I saw Batman sneaking through to let me in, I was grateful for a little alone time to get my breath back and for my bright red face to return to a lighter shade of pink. I overheard a comment to the disk jockey, "Better give Jayne ten minutes, she's a little slower than the rest!" the two men giggled like little kids at the double meaning.
Ron wandered into the room and saw me sitting at the back of the room on my own, he made a bee-line straight for me, suddenly the disco burst into life with a Rock and Roll track, Ron was fifty-nine years old so Rock and Roll was definitely his era, before he reached me his foot started tapping and his head was nodding in time with the music, Ron had a Robin Hood costume on, a brown jerkin that looked a little like a mini dress and green tights, a green felt hat with a pheasant feather sticking out of it and finished off with brown 'Pixy boots'.
Seeing an almost sixty year old man in Pixy boots starting to 'Swing' was unusual but the noise of the record did mask my voice when Ron shouted, "Would you like a drink?" At me, I nodded my head, "What can I get you?" "Wine!" "What?" "Wine, please!" "OK, White or red?" "White!" As Ron walked back to the bar the music softened into a 'fifties ballad, I looked over at the disk jockey, he was even older than Ron and it seemed that he had the records from when they were released rather than using modern digitally re-mastered classics, I had never actually seen anyone playing a seven inch vinyl disk before in my life.
The track had changed again by the time Ron returned with an empty glass, a bottle of white wine and a pint of beer, I heard the sound effects machine on the disco ring out a loud bell sound that rang all around the building, there was a whole lot of laughter coming from the bar area, I noticed a flurry of activity through the doorway and a girl slipped into the function room, she walked over to the disk jockey and spoke to him for a few moments, while they were talking Ron put his beer and the wine glass on my table and began to pour a rather full glass of wine for me. I noticed Jayne slip out of the changing room corridor fastening her costume, she was dressed as Crueller De-Ville and from the crumpled look of her skirt it was obvious that it had spend some considerable time on the floor in a crumpled heap, I saw the new girl, and I didn't recognise her as a family member so she must have been a friend instead, I managed to read her lips a little, she was telling the DJ that she was the last one and not to ring the bell again, suddenly the bar erupted into loud cheering as Jayne walked into it to a litany of cheers, jeers and wolf whistles.
The Disco was just coming down from one track and was on the quiet section at the start of the next track, Ron was pushing the wine glass on me, I didn't want to say anything during the quiet section or Ron would have recognised my voice so I drank the whole glass of wine while waiting for the sound level to rise, unfortunately the track was a slow, smoochy dance so the sound level didn't rise, I watched the girl walking towards the changing rooms, Ron was watching her too, as she walked along she was actually un-buttoning her blouse. My attention was drawn to Ron's green tights, they were actually regular women's tights died a dark green and there seemed to be something stirring in the undergrowth as Ron watched the girl walking to give herself to his son, then Ron turned back to me, adjusted himself for comfort, "Dam, fourteen year old girls didn't act that way when I was eighteen!" Then Ron smiled at me, he recognised the tune playing and reached out and took my hand and pulled me onto the dance floor.
I would have objected to being man-handled but I still didn't want Ron to recognise my voice and so we danced, I spotted James making a speedy run towards the changing rooms behind his father's back, then he realised that it was me dancing with his father and he retraced his steps. Ron was getting into the rhythm of the tune and trying to get into me, he was pushing the erection, that watching the young girl had given him, against the zipper where it ran around between my legs, I was shocked, I was after all his daughter in law but then I realised that he didn't actually know that, but then again, he was actually related to most of the people at the party, he was either related to or had known most of the people at the party since they were very little.
And then it started to happen, just as it had in the car, the constant bumping of Ron's hard cockhead forcing the rough seam and rougher zip up into my cunt was driving me towards a climax, there was a greedy smile on Ron's face, he timed it just exactly right to lean in and kiss me on the lips, just as the feelings between my legs had driven me to the point where I would have done anything just to be given that extra little pleasure between my legs to push me over the edge of the mountain of my first climax, brought on by a man's cock, in as long as I could remember.
Ron was on the pay-dirt road and was about to cash in, he was dancing me towards the door to the changing rooms, there was no way that I could have stopped him, I was working on auto-pilot, my mind and body doing anything necessary to get a sexual fix, if I had good sex from time to time I wouldn't have acted as I was doing, but so far I was on a sexual high that started the moment that I put on the PVC suit and my body was doing its own thing to get satisfaction.
Ron was pulling the zip down, not that he needed too, the thing was almost constantly opening its self with any slight movement, we were almost through the door, lips locked together and one of Ron's hands inside my cat suit mauling my breasts roughly and god it felt sooooooooo good. I was at the point where I was actually pushing Ron through the door when James stepped in, "Can I have this dance please dad?" Ron laughed out loud, just so long as you don't take too long and give her back to me before she goes off the boil, and it's a good thing that Isabella had a headache tonight or you'd have missed out on most of the fun tonight!"
I let James take me into the changing rooms, I could clearly hear Peter fucking the school girl, James pulled me in the direction of the sounds, then we tripped over a double mattress that had been placed on the floor for Peter to use while he was enjoying his birthday party, "Who's that?" "It's me!" "Oh James you old dog, who you got there?" A hand reached out of the darkness and touched my head as James began to open the zip a little further, it was already at my naval as we entered the room, Peter's hand felt the edge of my costume and then my breast, "Dam, I was hoping to fuck her first!"
The zip pinched me slightly as it rounded my bare pussy mound and I felt Peter pulling at the front of my costume to get the tight material over my shoulder, James was pulling at the other side, I popped out of the top of my costume like a banana being squeezed out of its skin. James was having a little difficulty getting out of his costume and he eventually missed the bus, Peter was already naked and he slipped on top of me, I didn't want him to fuck me, not with my husband just six inches away but I had an itch that I was willing to allow almost anyone to scratch, Peter was only headed off by the young girl who beat him to my vagina, she had it covered with her mouth before Peter could work his body round to the right angle.
Peter was an opportunist, when he found my pathway was blocked he just fucked the girl again, this time in her arse. I had never been given oral sex before and the young girl was certainly no novice at it, eventually James pushed her out of the way and replaced her tongue with his cock, I went wild as I rode up to meet James's downward thrusts, unfortunately James was a little too fast for my liking and as he slipped out of me I swore at him, I was right on the absolute edge of fulfilment, just a few seconds more and I would have been able to relax, the need for a good climax would have been satisfied.
Peter pulled out of the girls arse and almost leaped onto me and started to fuck me, it bothered me a little that Peter hadn't cleaned his cock after being in the girls dark hole, but then, how many girls and women had Peter fucked in this one evening, when I was eighteen I wished that I had been able to have sex but my parents had stopped any chance of that and screwed my life up in the bargain.
Peter was doing a good job of taking me beyond my pleasure boundary, he pushed me to new heights that James had never come close to before, I was beyond gratitude to Peter for doing such an outstanding job of fucking me and to my husband for not stepping in and stopping his younger brother giving me a royal seeing too. I was almost delirious with pleasure, someone had pulled off my cat suit completely as I was rolling round on the dirty mattress on the floor so I was totally naked but it wasn't a problem as the room was in total darkness and no one could see a thing.
I was aware that the door opened again, either James or the girl had left or someone else had entered the changing rooms, I felt large rough hands feeling along my body, then a mouth seeking out mine, it was Ron again I could taste him, Peter was still fucking me energetically as his father turned me on to my side and then over on top of his son, I felt a finger the size of a pork sausage pressing around my arse hole, I was gasping out no but Ron ignored me and spat against my anal muscle, then his finger again, this time it slipped inside using his spittle as a lubricant, and I rocketed off once again, I was still saying no but I no longer meant it.
Ron eased himself forward and replaced his finger with his cock, I was driven beyond reason, I didn't even know which way was up, I was in incredible pain from the thick cock invading my arse but also being subjected to the most unbelievable pleasure from sitting on top of the eighteen year old boy's cock and riding him like he was a stallion.
I felt something hot against my lips, James had regained his erection and realising that there were no other holes in my body to use, he slipped his cock into my mouth and I sucked at it greedily even though he had never asked me to do it to him before, I only knew what to do because in my final year at school oral sex was all the other girls talked about and I had listened very carefully, the other girls practiced on Bananas and so did I, although at least one girl suggested that you would be better practicing on a Cucumber if you ever went out with her boyfriend, the theory was, if you didn't hurt your vegetable you would please the man.
James was definitely more in the Banana league than in the Cucumber, but his younger brother and his father were both closer to Cucumber in size, as I sucked on James's cock and felt both of the cocks trying to split my body apart and still ramming hard into my body I thought how bad my luck was to get the 'smallest member' of the family. I managed to bring James off with my mouth at exactly the same moment as his father filled my arse with his cum and Peter filled my cunt as well, if I had been at all in control of my faculties or reason I would have tried to stop Peter filling my cunt with his sperm as I was between the last day of my safe period and the first day of my fertile period so the last thing I wanted was a man's sperm inside of me, not my husband's and certainly not another man's seed, two children were more than enough work, Amy at just over three years old and Laura, just over one year old.
After being so full, so loved and so pleasured, I felt cold and lonely when the three men rolled away from me, leaving me lying on a soaking wet mattress, I was also cold because my body was totally soaked in my own sweat and the sweat that had dripped off of three men and a girl onto me. I could hear Ron, James and Peter getting dressed, they chatted happily as they dressed, something was whispered and there was a huge laugh, Ron said, "Why not, I'll bet his wife never gives him any anymore, his only friend seems to be that dammed guide dog of his, Jim, why don't you go and ask him, don't bring that miserable cow of a wife of his though, she'll kill any party with her frosty look!"
I was just starting to feel sad thinking about my own father, he had recently become blind because of untreated diabetes and was struggling to get use to his own guide dog, then all thought of my father disappeared when the young girl started kissing my mouth, licking James's spilled semen from my lips and chin, then she spun rapidly and straddled my face, forcing her soaking wet vagina against my mouth and she fucked my mouth as she began to clean my cunt out of all of James and Peter's spunk, I got a taste of Peter's spunk too as it ran out of the girls cunt and into my mouth, when she could get no more sperm from my vagina she hunted Ron's spunk down and ate that out of my ravaged and gaping wide-open arse hole.
I was totally knackered from almost an hour of sexual Olympics, I had orgasmed more times and deeper than I had ever done in my life before, I really wanted to sleep, I really wanted James to take me home to bed, then the thought that I had just taken Peter's load in my vagina, James and I had been arguing for weeks, he wanted to put the next baby inside of me, Laura was coming up for fifteen months old, that was the age that Amy was when Laura was fucked into me, I could only hope that Peter had fucked so many women earlier in the evening that he wasn't producing so many viable sperm anymore and that he had, hopefully, filled me with just salty carrier fluid and very few swimmers and James had filled me first so if there were any damage it would hopefully be caused by James's sperm and not his brothers.
The girl eventually dressed and left, as soon as she left me James returned, he placed a large towel over my body and said, "You rest for a while, I'll bring you a drink in about an hour. Oh and by the way, well done you, Peter is telling everyone in the bar how good you were and dad is pleased as punch too, pity that they don't realise that you are Isabella isn't it, you could have so much fun now that you have gotten over the first step!"
It hadn't crossed my mind that I should have been angry that three men, and one of them my own husband, were out in the bar bragging about how they had fucked me in the dirty, smelly, changing rooms but all I knew was that I had finally gotten rid of that dammed itch from between my legs and from my mind, as I lay there dozing off and on under the towel I realised that I had been itching for weeks or even months, I had put my foot down with James when he told me he was ready to check baby number three in the mummy motel, I told him that he couldn't have sex with me unless he used a condom during my fertile period, James was still very connected with the Roman Catholic doctrine so he wasn't willing to use any form of contraception and as I wouldn't let him do me without a rubber during my fertile period he decided not to do it at all in future until I agreed to a third baby.
From the sounds in the function room I guessed that about an hour had passed, I had drifted into a sleep but something had woke me up, then I heard it, a whispered, "Come on boy, find the cat for me!" I heard the sound of a dog scenting the air and then the scratching as claws fought against the slippery floor surface trying to run in my direction, I was still totally naked apart from a face mask and pair of cat's ears on top of my head, the towel was no longer covering me, I felt around on top of the mattress to try and find the towel or my costume but could find neither.
I was head butted between my legs as the dog had followed the strongest scent coming from my body and it had lead him directly between my legs, then the dog started to lick me around my bald pussy patch, the dog's owner was pulling him back, "Good boy, you found her!" I was still a little drowsy as I was just waking up but I processed the voice and suddenly the face that matched the voice fired into my head and I gasped, it was my own father, I had just been licked between my legs by his new guide dog. My muscles tensioned up as I prepared to run but I was too late, my father fell on top of me, he had only opened his zip on his trousers and so was on me faster that I had thought he could be, he might have been blind but he knew exactly where to find his goal and his cock was instantly inside my body and he was fucking me like a steam train piston.
I came to my senses and began to struggle but my father didn't let that stop him, "Sorry love, it's been over twenty years since I've felt a woman on my cock and I'm not stopping until I've filled you up!" what my father lacked in skill and experience he made up for in determination and strength, and he didn't seem to be in any hurry to finish himself off either, I noticed him several times come close to his climax and then hold back at the last minute to delay his climax. When my father finally let himself go and he filled my cunt with his sperm it felt like I was getting the full twenty years worth of spunk in one go, it actually felt like he was pissing into me not just spunking up in me.
I was once again gasping for breath, covered in sweat and feeling like I needed sleep, I heard my father close the zip on his trousers and then something strange, it sounded like he was taking the harness off of his dog, "I'm sorry I did that to you love but it's been a bloody long time since I had a fuck, and I'm even sorrier about what I'm going to do now!" I felt his strong hands on my hips as he turned me onto my hands and knees, "Here boy, come on now!"
I felt painful claws scratching my back and along my sides as the guide dog wrapped it's front legs around my sides, his course belly hair scratching along my back and then the invasion of my cunt by a huge dog cock, I was really fighting now, well fighting as much as I could, I was totally drained of strength from my evening of sexual Olympics the dog was biting the back of my neck as it humped into me and my father was fighting to keep me on my hands and knees too, I lost and the dog won, then I won too, the dog's knot was wider than a baseball bat and as soon as that disappeared inside me I stopped dead still, I was gasping through a monumental climax, the evening had been one of many, many orgasms but when the dog's knot made it into my cunt it was totally different, more mind blowing than ever , more than I could even imagine. My father released his grip on me once he realised that I was standing for his dog now, we were totally locked together, the dog was jammed tightly inside me, and it was in no hurry to dismount, I felt a cock touch my lips and I just opened my mouth on auto pilot, "Can't we put the lights on, I want to see this bitch mounted by your guide dog!" I didn't recognise the voice the accent was more northern or north-eastern, and I knew that none of James's family were from that direction but I didn't care, I was full to bursting with dog-meat, I didn't even care that the cock in my mouth was almost breaking my jaw it was so fat.
My father said, "I don't know why the light is out but Ron said that they had to stay off, his one and only rule I just wish there was a girl like this living round here so that I could get this treatment regularly and give her to my best friend here too, he deserves it for putting up with my wife all the time, and for dragging my sorry arse around the place too!" I thought that nothing on the planet could have surpassed how I was feeling at that moment but I discovered just how wrong I was when my father started to rock his dog forward and back, I thought that it was to break the dog's grip inside my cunt but I was wrong, I had given my father his pleasure and his dog pleasure, now it was his turn to give me pleasure.
The dog's cock wasn't moving in and out, its knot was seeing to that but rocking the dog forward and back was altering the way the pressure inside of me was being distributed and also pushing me further onto the other mans cock, further than I would have volunteered to go, then suddenly the pointy end of the dog's cock slipped further inside, there was really nowhere for it to go in my vagina so I worked out that the dog's cock had actually been forced by the rocking to slip into my cervix and then suddenly the dog erupted and drenched the inside of my body with its doggy cum.
The cock managed to force its way past my oesophagus before firing off into my throat, the dog was still attached to my back, the Geordie said his goodbyes to my father and thanked him for bringing him along, "I'll get you and the girl a drink in at the bar then get a lift back home, you'll have to let me know the date of your next clinic appointment and I'll drive you there again and after this I'll hear no talk of you offering to pay me for taking you!" I realised the man was my parent's neighbour who often helped my father out since he lost his sight.
"You OK girl?" I didn't answer, I didn't want my father to realise that he had just fucked his daughter, and let his two best friends do me too, the dog was still glued tightly inside my cunt, you mind giving me a blow job?" I grunted a kind of no so my father stuffed his fully erect cock into my mouth, his cock was far thinner than the one before so I had no trouble in swallowing his cock all the way down, he again rocked the dog back and forth, using the dog to get his cock massaged by my throat, he made the dog cum again before he fired off into my mouth, "Sorry girl, doing that means that it will be another twenty to thirty more minutes before my old dog here calms down enough to slip out of you!"
It was obvious now that the dog had been sufficiently 'fucked' because he was trying to dismount even though there was no way he could get his cock and knot out of me. "You finally had enough boy?" I heard my father patting his dog's shoulder; he was also holding the dog in place to prevent it hurting me as it tried to pull away. I also heard a faint, "Last orders gentlemen please!" Being shouted out in the function room, the door opened and closed and I was asked if I wanted a drink, it was James, but as my father was still there and I was still attached to the dog I didn't want to say anything, "You probably better get the girl a white wine Jim, your father said that she has her own bottle out on one of the tables in the main room!" I felt James's hands stroking the dog and feeling the joint between the dog and my body, "How long has he been mounted?" "Almost an hour, I'm afraid that he was a little greedy and needed to cum three times before he was satisfied, I think the bitches at the stud are tighter and the breeders won't let him go for too long usually!"
"And how did this bitch take him?" "Like a pro, she fought a little at first but soon settled in, she taken three loads and I think he's even managed to get right inside her womb as well so she's obviously had kids already!" James left for a few moments and when he returned he had my glass and bottle of wine James had put a little thought into the problem of me drinking wine while a dog was stuck fast to my back and he placed a dish on the floor in front of me and poured some wine into it so that I could lap it up. The disco had fallen silent and I could hear a huge cheer from the bar as I started to lap at the wine greedily.
It took another ten minutes before the dog finally slipped out of my pussy, again there was a cheer from the bar, a little fainter than the first, the door burst open and the school girl's mouth clamped on to my pussy before I had managed to fall on to my back totally exhausted, she sucked out all the dog cum that she could find, she worked on me for ages, she was hunting all the cum that she could find, human and dog and she even gave my bum another lick just in case some of the earlier spunk that had been deposited had leaked out.
James brought my Cat Woman outfit back and helped me into it, I would have loved to have walked out of the building through the front door like a normal person but I had to slip out of the back door again and wait for James to go through and meet me at the car. As we drove out of the car park and onto the rough track again my poor, sore and badly battered pussy complained about the bumps pushing the rough crotch up into me, James had to make a quick stop, my father was walking along the lane being guided in the total darkness by a dog that seemed to have a broad grin on its face.
James pulled up at my father's side, "Hey, I thought someone was giving you a lift home?" "He was but as soon as he hit the first bump he threw up, I didn't want to be killed by a drunk driver so I decided to walk!" "Get in; I've not had too much to drink!"
My father climbed in the back of the car along with his dog, I heard my father sniff, then I saw the smile across his face, I didn't say anything, I even tried to stop breathing but it was in vain, "Isabella, they told me that you were home sick!" I tried to sink through the floor, "I got a lift down later!" as James was busy driving the car towards my father's house I felt him run his fingers through my hair until he came to the mask and ears, dam, I really wish that I had taken the dam mask off, my father didn't say anything all the way home, he asked James to unlock his door for him and as soon as James was out of ear-shot my father asked if he could come over the following week, "Sure, you know you and mum are welcome anytime!" "I won't be bringing your mother, I'll get Kenny to give me a lift over, me and the dog and Kenny, I'm sure you'll love it!"
It's not the end of the story, I gave birth to William nine months later, why William? Peter was dressed as William Tell at his party and there was a look of Peter in William's eyes when he was born so I named him out of poetic justice, my father was a little pissed off at eight months when I stopped his guide dog's fun until after the birth but I did let him and Kenny carry on right up to the birth, Ron and Peter had a little more fun too but I had to be careful not to let them find out who I really was, before Peter's eighteenth birthday party I was a prim and proper wife, after it I was a slut!
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