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Subject: {ASSM} The Sweetest Morsel
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Date: Thu, 21 Apr 2016 22:10:02 -0400
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The Sweetest  Morsel     
 
   " Revenge, the sweetest morsel to  the mouth that ever was cooked in 
hell... " - Sir Walter Scott.  
    My newest hobby, when not  renting out summer houses and teaching night 
courses in Business is  massage.  I have taken a course at continuing Adult 
Education and passed,  so now I am an expert masseuse.  Well in my mind I 
am, just can't remember  the names of all those muscle groups; but do have a 
tender touch.  My  portable massage table and my oils and  linens and towels 
kept in the rear  of my Navigator, so that I can demonstrate my skills at a 
moments  notice.
    My skills have so far been kept  to my female friends and my husband; 
but I have some of my friends husbands  and beaus ask for a massage.  I have 
not weakened and done any of my  girls friends husbands, though I do have to 
admit, I would like to see a few of  them on my table and naked, well 
almost naked.  We are told in our morals  and ethics part of the course that you 
should not be giving the massage to  friends for erotic reasons.
    Sure, I would never do that,  tongue in cheek.  Actually I have not had 
an erotic encounter from one of  my massages other then my husband.  Not 
sure the table would support a full  out sexual romp; but it is okay for a 
blow job and some jacking off.  At  least my hubie hasn't complained and still 
asks for one  occasionally.
    I wouldn't mind one myself,  however Donna, my summer neighbor turned 
me down when I wanted her to take the  course with me.  I was disappointed; 
but she had a reason for not going to  the hour long classes.
    This afternoon maybe I can talk  her into a massage.  We have meeting 
to run the beach, we are practicing  for a Labor Day 5K that ends the 
official season of vacationers on the  beaches.  Anyway, we got that morning 
practice run to beat the worse of the  heat, then showers and then a light lunch, 
salad and some wine.  Donna is  lucky to have a rich husband and doesn't 
work at all, just enjoys all summer at  the shore.  My husband does okay; but 
my rental income and teaching night  courses and tutoring makes it possible 
for me to spend the summer, even though I  do have work to be done while here.
    My schedule, barring a problem,  having no showings for summer homes.  
So this should be a good day.   Neither hubie will be here till evening if 
they show at all.  Both work 50  plus miles away and traffic and they often 
don't make it to the beach for the  weekdays.
    A little inconvenient for daily  sex, but the dildo and vibrator get 
their use.  Sex is not bad; but finding  I am the aggressor more then my 
husband and that has me wondering when he isn't  with me at night.  Not getting 
his bone every night makes me suspicious as  he was a hound dog once upon a 
time.  Maybe he is getting older quicker  then me, or maybe he is getting 
some on the side.  That is what I once  thought; but know better now.
    Anyway, getting some tan time in  my back yard, phone at my side and 
the doorbell hooked up so I can hear it in  case a client needs me.  The 
strings of my bikini top and bottom undone, as  I go for the all over tan.  
Sipping an ice water with a little lemon as I  give myself fifteen naked minutes 
front and back.  I have a deep tan on  most of my body; but getting a pretty 
good one on all of it with this daily  ritual.  Walking naked into my house 
and slipping on panties, a sports  bra and shorts with my running shoes.  
    Then walking next door to  collect my neighbor Donna.  Seeing her in 
her matching top and bottoms, as  she shows off the curves and the sports bra 
doesn't quite flatten her chest like  it does for me.    A few basic 
stretches and phones in hand as we  set them to record our workout.  Across the 
narrow two lane beach road and  down the right of way to the beach proper and 
then setting off at a jog up the  beach.  Feeling the grains of sand nipping 
at the backs of my legs as we  slowly increase our pace to match the contour 
of different  beaches. 
    My stride more natural then my  neighbor; but I am sure that those we 
pass are looking at her rather then at  me.  Her large bosom bouncing against 
her bra and her cheeks jiggling  excitingly as they show the round globes 
of flesh barely contained in her  bottoms.  The outfit not flattering in 
models way; but sure as hell sexy in  all other ways, even to show off her 
covered labia.  Shorter and more  roundly built then me, her long blond hair tied 
in a pony tail; but waving in  the wake of her body.
    My body much longer and leaner  and more toned and not as fleshy, even 
in my hips which are a little big for my  upper body and long legs.  As I 
said, the sports bra flattens and not  flatters my chest; but it keeps me from 
jiggling with each step.  I don't  know how the bigger chested women handle 
that in just simple tasks, much less  running.    
    We do about 3K on the beach and  then with the curl of the beach do 2K 
back to the houses.  Sometimes a bit  more to push it.  Walking it off and 
then promising to meet at my house  after a shower for salad, fruit cup and a 
glass of wine.  Most likely a  nice outdoor seafood dinner later in the 
evening.
    A nice sheen of sweat coating my  body as the mid morning sun can be 
hot.  My legs speckled with sand and  some road dirt as I walk to the outdoor 
shower out back, stripping and clamp my  teeth down as I shiver and shake 
with the cold water washing off the worse of  the sweat and all of the sand.
    If you never been to a beach  community, you don't know the problems of 
sand all through the house.  An  outdoor shower or spray is a necessity.
    A shivering run in my thongs,  naked to the back porch and a towel to 
dry my body and then dropping my clothes  and padding up the stairs to my 
regular shower. 
    Halfway up the stairs and back  down to let whining El Cid out of the 
house in back to do his thing.   Leaving the doors open so he can let himself 
back in as I set the water temp on  warm and then hot and then cold to 
close the cleansed pores.
    Feeling better and cooled as I  decide on my clothes for our lunch.  A 
pair tan cargo shorts and a peach  colored "wife beater" tee shirt for my 
top.  Nothing fancy since we are  staying in and I love the feel of my skin 
against the material.  No need to  wear a bra or even panties.
    The salad quickly thrown  together with lettuce and cucumbers and 
onions and peppers.  Cutting some  chicken pieces for Donna and some pepperoni 
for myself.  I am not as  conscious of my food intake as she is even though my 
body fat index is obviously  better then hers.  Just a high metabolism for 
me and I can eat or drink  just about anything.  Some garlic bread in the 
oven to heat up and a bottle  of Blue Nun chilling in the refrigerator as I 
set the table on the back porch to  give us privacy from the Moms and Dads and 
shouting children as they frolic and  burn and try to half drown themselves 
in the Connecticut Sound  waters.
    Donna, knocking and then coming  through the back fence.  She has seen 
me nude sun bathing and we have both  done it in the privacy of the back 
yards.  The knock more for me to pull my  hands away from my body before she 
can view what I might be  doing.
    A sheer sun dress, flowers and  berries in a nice pattern, but the 
outline of her body with a little light  behind it, show off those round curves 
of her to a startling effect.  The  cleavage and half cups of her bra, 
allowing a zoftig amount of flesh to be seen  and threatening to burst from the 
scooped neck.
    "You look lovely, more  delectable then the salad I made.  Laughing 
together at the off color  remark; but Donna enjoying that remark and the truth 
of it.  She loves to  show off that body and says she is more tease then 
slut.  I actually think  she is a great tease and unbelievably slut.  I have 
told her so many  times.
    Her flushing at any sexual  remarks in public is just a facade that she 
puts up.  She is really a nasty  talker in private.
    Settling down to our little  luncheon and she wants to watch some of 
the Game of Thrones episodes.  I  know she is looking to see the sex and rape 
scenes; but let her say it is for  the milieu that is invoked.  Dashing men 
with swords and damsels in  distress.  An seedy houses of ill repute.
    The wine a little sweet, but so  easy on the palate and the first glass 
washed down the salad nicely.  The  second glass already making my neighbor 
a little giddy as she picked at the  salad and chicken more then she ate 
it.  Spread it around and it looks  good.
    The spaghetti straps of her sun  dress not doing much to so that she 
has a little burn on her shoulders.   The looks sore Donna, leaning down as I 
pass and kissing her shoulder and the  red burn gently with my lips.
    Retiring to my living room where  I have a wide screen TV on the wall 
across from the sofa.  Dialing up  the Demand channel and selecting an 
episode for Donna.  We have both seen  all of the episodes a number of times, as I 
really like the show, not just for  the sex; but in addition to the sex I 
enjoy story of Lords and  Ladys.
    Refreshing her glass and mine  with wine and finishing off the bottle.  
Slipping my flip flops off and  curling my legs up on the couch, as Donna 
is on the other side.  Watching  an episode and the wine is finished.  "What 
would you like now, I have a  bottle of Midori (Watermelon Liquor) that I 
can mix with sprite and ice.   It is good for you, watermelon is so 
refreshing."
    Mixing them up for both of us  and bringing them back into the living 
room, "how about we pretend we are in the  Caribbean instead of the 
Connecticut Shore.  You have a nice tropical  drink, I have my table here and I will 
give you a nice massage while to relax  and think of what you want to do 
next."
    "That sounds fun."  A  little slur in her words as the lack of food and 
the wine are making her  logy and drowsy.  Setting up the table and 
covering it with a white sheet  and then a soft white cotton blanket.  Patting it 
as I watch Donna  stand and start to climb on the table.
    Shaking my head,  you got  to strip down for me Donna.  Pulling the 
blanket off the table and handing  it to her, I will turn my back and you take 
off your dress and bra and  panties.  Peeking a little as I turn around and 
she isn't hiding a lot with  the blanket draped around under her arms.  The 
front open and  showing her legs and some flashes of her bush
    Helping her climb up and not  roll off the other side, as I take the 
ends of the blanket and fold it till it  is just below her shoulders and above 
her knees.  Demur; but still exposing  some lovely skin.
    The oil in my warmer, as I place  a rolled up towel under her head and 
move her legs apart.  Tucking her hair  up in a bun to keep it from her 
back, as I stand at the head of the table and  pouring some oil into my hand, 
rubs them together for some friction and then  working it into the tops of her 
shoulders and neck.  
    My long fingers digging deep  into the muscles, loosening them and 
hearing her sighs as I work the towel down  her back and my fingers dig deep.  
Her arms along her sides, mostly hiding  the soft globes of her pillowy 
breasts.
    Rolling the towel down slowly as  I work into her hips and then sliding 
my hands under it to knead the flesh of  her buttocks.  Sighs of 
contentment, till she realizes I am fondling her  ass, so to speak.  Then a show of 
shyness, till I tell her it is all  professional, and it isn't as if we 
haven't seen each other naked  before.
    Moving down to her feet and  calves, the flesh so soft and smooth, the 
warm oil, giving a lovely sheen to her  skin as I work it into the yielding 
tissue.  My hand moving her legs a  little more apart, as I pull the towel 
completely off of her and work my   fingers into one thigh and then the 
other.  Her response just a moan of  satisfaction as she is a semi conscious 
state, from the drinks and my fingers  and the warm oil.
    My fingers just a scant inch  from touching her sex, as I work the 
inside of her thighs, her legs yielding to  the pull of my hand to spread them 
more.  The fat folds of flesh flush  against the sheet, as I move my hands 
along the inside of her thighs, digging  them hard into the muscles and as I 
move back and forth, just touching the  warmth of her lips.
    Her eyes still closed in her  dream world, as I talk her into turning 
over, the blanket again covering her,  this time from breasts to the tops of 
her thighs.  The pillow with the  indent for the head, holding her face up 
as I move her hair out of the  way.
    "you are so lovely Donna,"   my lips brushing her shoulder at her neck 
as I again work the shoulders and then  down her sides, dragging the blanket 
down to her waist as I move back up and  then work her abs and belly with 
my fingers.  Not touching the full mounds  of her breasts, as they stand 
proudly like two ruby tipped peaks from her  chest.  Her nipples hard and 
thrusting teasingly from her nicely shaped  breasts.
    Stepping to get some more oil  and undoing the snaps to snap and fly to 
my cargo shorts and letting them slide  down my legs and stepping out of 
them to stand in just my 'wife beater tee  shirt."  My nipples thrusting in 
long thick points at the front of my top  and the hem of the tee just barely 
covering my ass cheeks and  pubes.
    I can smell the scent of my  pussy and the dampness in the crotch of my 
pants when I pulled them down.   My fat lips aroused and leaking a thin 
moisture.  
    The warm oil feeling good on my  hands as I stand at the head of the 
table and lean over to work it over the tops  of  Donna's breasts.  Her eyes 
fluttering as I circle my fingers  around the large areolas and squeeze the 
full orbs with my fingers.  
    A soft moan then another, as my  fingers work the soft flesh, kneading 
it like a would a loave of bread.  My  scent has to be wafting into her 
nostrils as I lean, the short tee rising to  expose my pubes and swollen lips.
    I can't see her eyes, but the  hitch in her breathing telling me that 
she is seeing or smelling  something.  Finally finished with her breasts and 
walking around the table  again to stop on the lower side.  Seeing her eyes 
following me, no  words.
    My fingers working the oil into  the front of each of her thighs and 
then spreading her feet to the edge of the  table.  Her slit just open, 
exposing the pinkness walls glistening with her  dew.  Looking into her eyes, and 
then moving my fingers to rub slowly  around the ridges of her pussy.  
Tracing the fat lips and then running my  finger along the insides of the lips, 
as she moans loudly.  I can see the  tension in her thighs as they tremble, 
as my fingers continue to mover over and  around her fat pussy lips, just 
pressing the lips apart, as I run my fingers up  the slit and glide it over the 
partially hidden button.
    Her hand reaching to mine as her  lower lip is trembling.  The hands 
not quite stopping my fingers, as I run  them deeper in the slit this time, 
smiling and pulling them to my lips and my  tongue tip sliding out and licking 
her juices from the long slender  digits.
    I can see the fear in her eyes,  as I think she has never had a lesbian 
or should I call it bi-sexual encounter  with a woman.  I am as curious as 
she is how far I will take this.  I  had a plan earlier; but not sure that 
it will play out to that  extreme.
    Smiling as her legs fall open  and her thighs spread more, to expose 
the juicy opening of her cunt.   Two of my fingers slide easily into her 
unresisting tunnel.  Feeling the  wet slickness of her walls, as my fingers work 
deep and then I curl them slowly  upwards and draw them back out.  The nails 
raking the walls and feeling  them rippling and closing against my fingers
    She knows how to kegel, so she  isn't a lifeless fuck in bed.  I have 
to say, I expected she is good to a  cock.  Sliding the fingers out and then 
back into her hole, making her work  this time as I knife them in straight 
an her walls close to grasp at the long  fingers.  Fucking her slowly as my 
thumb works the smooth button of her  clitoris.  Her moans now steady as her 
hips move to meet my fingers and her  hips rock side to side.
    Smiling to myself, as this woman  is mine now.  Bending over and moving 
my thumb away as I kiss the exposed  button.  Her moan louder as I pull 
away and keeping my fingers working her  pussy and clit, I lower my head to 
kiss up her belly, feeling the flesh rippling  under the skin and finally 
ending with my tongue lapping slowly around one of  her lovely breasts.  My lips 
forming and "O" and nursing on the nipple and  breast, sucking all I can 
into my mouth and then tonguing the nipples as I hold  it with my teeth.  
Gnawing gently, so as not to break the skin; but I will  be leaving a hickey on 
the soft globe.  Then working the other breast,  marking her body with my 
lips and teeth.
    Her hand digging into my hair  and pulling my head down hard on her 
teats.  Her hips thrusting and bucking  as she bends her legs to open her cunt 
wider to my hand and now three  fingers.  Thumb nail raking over the 
sensitive tissue and her moans now a  wail of need as she holds my head, but 
lifting to my fingers, trying to follow  them with her needy cunt.
    Her mouth finally voicing what  her cunt has been saying to me for long 
minutes. "Patrice, oh fuck, make me cum,  let me cum of fucking god you are 
driving me crazy.  Please I beg you, get  me off quickly."
    Pulling my face from her breast  and looking at her calmly.  Seeing the 
agony in her face as I just tap my  fingernail on her clit, my fingers 
buried in her nasty cunt; but unmoving as she  tries to fuck my hand.
    "Oh, fucking Christ, you got to  get me off Patrice, you can't fucking 
keep me hanging like this.  Get me  off, please, please, please, oh shit 
fuck me."
    Her garbage mouth, spewing word  after word, as I slowly turn from her 
breasts and lean over the table and lower  my mouth to her cunt.  My tongue 
flicking at the greasy pearl and then  pulling one leg to my shoulder, 
crouching to bury my face solidly into her  cunt.  
    Her nasty slime coating my face  as I lick and suck and bite and gnaw 
and suckle her inner and outer cunt lips  and clitoris.  The sounds from her 
mouth, half human as she wraps her legs  around my head and holds me in her 
cunt.  Her whole body shuddering with a  long series of hard contractions.  
Her moan a loud wail, that continues as  do the aftershocks of her initial 
release.  Her juices spilling out of her  cunt, maybe squirting as they are a 
musky taste of lovely cunt  juice.
    Her body finally stopping and  then lay still but for an occasional 
flutter.  Her breathing ragged and her  heart beat pumping away as if in a race.
    Eyes closed tight, as she pants  and hisses and lower body ripples 
again inside.  Looking at her, watching  for the flutter of eyelids and then her 
eyes refocusing on me.  "That was  lovely wasn't it Donna.  You would like 
to have another earth shattering  release wouldn't you girl.  I bet your 
hubie never gave you an orgasm like  that."
    Her head shaking,  "no  never," escaping her dry lips as she lays 
spread like a whore freshly  fucked.  
    "I am going to make sure you  have another like that Donna, that is the 
true friend that I am to you."   The sarcasm in my voice lost on the woman 
still in the after throes of her  orgasm.  
    My hand moving to her nasty gash  and rubbing the greasy oil of her 
cunt over the fingers.  Then stepping up  to feed her the fingers one at a 
time, making her clean my hand throughly of her  cunt juice.  Then as she 
watches silently, reaching under my shirt and  wiping the hand in the juicy 
seepage of my cunt, and then moving the slick  fingers to her mouth.
    "Here, Donna, taste this, not  much different then what you have.  
Feeding her my digits till she has  sucked them clean of my cunt juice, like she 
would a cock.
    Donna sated at the moment, as my  fingers move to massage her clitoris 
again.  The nasty bitch wiggling on  the massage table as I once again 
arouse her body, slowly bringing it to a  fevered pitch.
    The woman a bundle of nerve  endings, sending pleasure waves to her 
core.  My fingers restless, as the  work her seeping pussy and her rock hard 
nipples with my fingers and  nails.  Playing her body like a finely tuned 
instrument.  
    Her hands feebly brushing at  mine to make me stop, but having no power 
as her need of pleasure has stripped  her of the resolve to resist.  
Leaning over and pressing my lips to  hers.  My tongue moving deep to investigate 
the cavern of her mouth.   Brushing against her tongue and feeling it 
respond and roll against mine as our  lips are joined in a soft sucking.
    Swiping a hand through between  her labia and feeling her legs spring 
wide to allow me access, as her cunt is  grasping at the fingers finding 
their way once again, deep into her  pussy.
    Stepping away for just a moment  and returning with more hot oil and 
working it into the fevered lips of her  pussy.  Her body a greasy grotto my 
fingers slide in and out.  Fucking  her, as I suckle her breasts once again.  
My other hands squeezing and  pinching and tugging on one swollen and 
sensitive tip as my mouth feeds on the  other melon.
    In spite of my oils, the woman's  body coated in a sheen of sweat as 
her body helplessly writhes and wriggles with  my attention.
    Lifting her up as I leave her  body in a state of arousal and pour some 
water into her mouth, making her slowly  sip the cool liquid.  My hand 
brushing her hair back from her face.  
    Helping her from the table and  standing her upright, as I wipe the oil 
and sweat from her body, continuing to  play with her nipples and pussy, so 
as not to lose the level of arousal, that  keeps her pliable, like a lump 
of clay in my hands.
    Guiding her to lie down on the  white cotton blanket that I used for 
covering her nakedness, as I kneel between  her legs and once more I worship 
her pussy with my face and fingers.   Taking a small orgasm from her as I ply 
her with more of my melon liquor.   The poor woman drunk on alcohol and her 
sexual needs.
    Leaving her sipping on her  drink, as I run up to my room and grab a 
vibrator and dildo and butt plug.   The woman half asleep on the floor, the 
blanket pulled around her as I kneel  next to her and spread the blanket out 
again.  Then laying her on her back,  as I raise her legs and spread them 
apart.  Slipping a nice long thick  dildo into her pussy.  Her cunt accepting 
it with a slurping sound as I  bury it deep against her womb opening.  
    Then taking the butt plug and  shoving it in my pussy and getting it 
all gooey and slick, as I look at her cute  little rose and spit on the 
pucker.  Slowly turning so as not to arouse her  from her stupor.  Working it in 
finally till it is stretching her brown  hole. 
    Reaching to the dildo and  pulling it out slowly, then shoving it back 
into her body.  Fucking her  nice and slow for a minute, then adding the 
stimulation of the vibrator, just  grazing her clitoris.  The buzzing loud in 
my ears, as I leave it lightly  again his clit, then run it over her nipples, 
then back to her clit.  Not  over stimulating any part; but keeping her 
body attuned and ready for the next  phase of my plan.
    I can see her belly rippling as  she has another forced orgasm, not an 
intense one; but, one to make her moan out  loud and her eyes to open.  
Leaving the vibrator, humming and sending waves  of sensation to her core as 
just the touch of the vibrator is not only pleasing  her; but also giving 
shocks to the now raw nerve endings.  Her hand  brushing feebly at the vibrator 
as I touch it to her nipples and smooth  button.  Her clitoris, so cute, much 
larger then mine looking like a tiny  penis.
    Bending over her and sucking it  into my mouth, tongue and lips causing 
her to rock to escape the ultra  sensitivity of that throbbing pearl.  Her 
head thrashing side to side and I  know she is ready.  She needs another 
release, another hard  cum.
    Leaving her so I can pull a  footstool close and then pulling the dildo 
from her pussy and also the  vibrator.  The room seemingly eerily quiet now.
    Leaving her dazed and in a fog  of sensation, sitting down to enjoy my 
drink as she slowly rouses whimpering  softly, her cunt stench filling the 
room with a strong musk of female  arousal.  Maybe mine is adding to the 
aroma also; but this isn't about  me.  
    My needs I will take care of  later, now I need to finish this.  
Rousing her with a  few light slaps  on the face.  Watching as she slowly awakes, 
her fluttering eyes  registering me as I gently sooth around her clit and 
nipples with my fingers;  but not touching the sensitive spots.  Kissing her 
lips sweetly just  keeping her excited as she lounges under my ministrations. 
 Comfortable in  the fact that she just had her first lesbian session.  Her 
trusting my  touches as I kiss her and let her lay back, still spread and 
open for my  attention.
    Smiling to myself as I will see  she gets the attention that she seeks, 
maybe a bit more then she  expects.
    Opening the door to the backyard  and slapping my thigh.  El Cid coming 
to my call.  The huge Spanish  Mastiff filling the door and sniffing 
saucily at my crotch, tongue making me  squirm as I hold his massive head away 
from me and walk him into the living  room.  
    Donna looking up and surprised  to see the huge dog excited growling 
and panting, as I usually don't like him  slobbering on the floor.  Quickly 
stepping over to Donna and kneeling over  her head and then settling down on 
the backs of my legs, rubbing my leaking cunt  on her face.  Washing it with 
my grease as I wiggle against her nose and  mouth.
    Snapping my fingers and pointing  to the open legs of Donna.  El Cid 
needing no encouragement as he pads over  and lowers his head to swipe across 
the sticky thighs.  Standing between  her legs as she writhes underneath my 
cunt.  
    Her legs held apart by the  massive dog standing between them and 
lapping away at her cunt.  His long  flexible tongue snaking out, curling and 
then taking the sweet females juices  back to his drooling maw.
    Donna, her hands now held to the  floor by my hands and body weigh, as 
I rise up and grind my pussy into her face  slowly, mashing my sloppy cunt 
lips on her perfect skin.
    Her whimpering low as he tries  to trash unsuccessfully on the floor.  
His legs not able to close on her  swollen labia.  The dog working his magic 
and I feel the different in the  woman trapped between my thighs.  Her 
groans, now soft moans as he now  rocks back and forth, cunt wide and hips 
lifting to the dog's  tongue.
    Smiling, she has found that  special enchantment that I have in the 
past.  El Cid is the best linguist I  have ever encountered.  Feeling her 
struggling less now, allowing the dog  to have his way; but the dog has also 
changed and his need is different then  getting a woman off with his tongue.  
And I think that Donna may have had  an orgasm from my furry friend.  I hope 
so, since I kept her close and just  needing a little encouragement, of which 
she got quite a bit, to send her over  the top.
    Kneeling and releasing her head  as she lays her lower body quivering 
as the dog continues to lap at "the  sweetest morsel."  Pushing him away from 
the helpless woman who is half his  weight and encouraging her to kneel.  
The well licked woman, as mess of  slick moisture, especially her face and 
mound.
    The woman not resisting as I  slide the foot stool over in front of her 
and moving to the other side of it,  pulling her arms till her waist and 
chest lay over the top.
    A desparate groan as she feels  the dog now nuzzling the back of her 
thighs and pushing his mammoth head against  her, tongue swiping at her juices 
and swollen labia.   Holding her on  the stool as El Cid tires of his 
licking and looking back at him I can see he  has another plan for that sweet 
hole.
    Carefully helping him mount to  stool with his front paws, his hairy 
chest rubbing into the forlorn woman as he  babbles a series of nonsense.  As 
he now has her trapped between his paws,  a move around to slap Donna's ass. 
 "Spread those legs you nasty  slut."  The hard slaps getting her to obey; 
but I don't think her mind is  registering much at the moment.
    The pleasure of that doggy  tongue can just make you forget everything 
else, until that dog has  mounted.  El Cid's thick back legs walking between 
her kneeling legs and  the slimey meat of dog cock, touches the insides of 
her thighs and she jerks,  but not far, as the dog is now mounted over her, 
as his cock jabs a few times,  pressing the bone into her thighs, before I 
reach under and direct the long  thick prick to the fevered lips.
    Her scream of terror or pain or  pleasure, a long drawn out sound, 
filling the room as El Cid takes her cunt in  one hard stroke and then as his 
paws curl around her waist, his hind legs take  over and he is driving his dog 
cock into his bitch in a continuous not stop  rhythm.  
    The woman moaning as her head  shakes side to side.  Her cunt is spread 
wide inside to accomodate the  thickness of that dog cock and its length 
has to be tickling or rubbing her womb  opening.  I have measured that cock 
when at full length and it is just over  nine inches to the point tip and a 
just under three inches in diameter.  He  will stretch the loosest cunt and 
fill it to capacity.
    His thick drool, slobbering on  Donna's back and hair, the fetid breath 
and panting, inches from her ear, as he  hugs her tight, as his haunches 
now drive closer and are pushing that big round  ball of his knot against her 
entrance.  His low howl raising the heckles on  my skin and Donna's as she 
grunts and then curses with her grunt, as he  partially seats the knot in her 
pussy opening.
    The woman's arm moving like a  swimmer as she tries to escape her 
lover, her master.  His cock now spewing  his thin seed in a great profusion, 
into her cunt, making it awash with doggie  sperm.  The large ball sack of the 
Mastiff pumping lots of fluid deep into  his bitch to make loves little 
puppies.
    She will be leaking for hours  from her pussy as the seed slowly oozed 
from her womb down her vagina to seep  from her bruised cunt lips.
    As El Cid tries to turn to pull  away from Donna, his blunt nails rip 
furrows of red in the flesh of her sides  and lower back and the top of one 
ass cheek.  
    The woman spasming as she  writhes in pain or shame or pleasure.  I 
don't care which of those it is,  just that she writhes like a shameless slut 
bitch under the huge dog.  
    The popping of the two bodies  separating a loud wet sound in the room, 
overriding the moans and growls for a  moment.  El Cid, padding away to 
another room, occasionally stopping to  lick at his still distended cock.  He 
will find a corner and curl up and  lick that bitch juice from his cock and 
sleep for awhile.
    Donna's body still lying across  the hassock her sweet ass twitching or 
jerking as I reach under her and my  fingers find her clitoris, the small 
penis like organ fully exposed, as I  massage and pinch and run my finger 
nail over the sensitive tissue.  Donna  giving me a now loud, violent orgasm 
with just a little bit of  encouragement.
    The woman's speaking in tongues  as she rolls off the footstool and 
unto the floor, her eyes wide and staring,  her dainty toes curling in a spasm 
of release and her cunt, forcing out the thin  watery looking cum from her 
master.
    Holding her down with my hand on  her tummy, as I lick and suck the 
sweet mixed drink of canine sex from her  snatch.  The woman's whimpering 
softly her hs cunt walls contracting as I  extend a couple of fingers into her 
and suckle her clit.
    Finally the woman collapsing in  what might be called by some "Sub 
space."Sitting behind her as I hold her back  to my chest and murmuring softly 
into her ear as I kiss and pet her  body.   Feeding her my fingers and 
letting her lick the dog cum from  them.   Holding it tight and feeling the 
tremors, as she relaxes and  then calms to lay motionless against me.  Her 
breathing slowing and her  flickering eyelids drooping to close as she lays in a 
stupor.
    Her nerve ending having been  overloaded at the same time her mental 
state took a shock.
    Long minutes and my petting is  rewarded with a low whimpering as she 
slowly comes back to  reality.
    "Where am I, what happened, it  was awful."  Her words coming non stop 
as she talks to make the reality go  away.  And it doesn't.
    "My sweet morsel, you have had a  very good sexual adventure.  Do you 
remember all of it Donna.  The  nice lunch and then the relaxing and 
stimulating massage, and that lovely pussy  of yours tasting so good.  Didn't you 
have a lovely orgasm, so hard and  intense.  And then getting that wish you 
had hidden in the back of your  mind.  The wish to be fucked by a dog.  The 
wish to be made a true  bitch."  
    My tongue teasing the shell of  her ear, as I bring the images back to 
her mind's eye.  "You loved that  doggy fuck, you came again and again, 
didn't you Donna."  Her head turning  and her body tensing as she looks at me 
with dread.  Realizing that I was  the cause of all of that female stimulation.
    "Let me ask you Donna.  Did  my eating your pussy feel better, then me 
forcing you to eat my cunt.  Or  did you like the dog eating your pussy 
better, or maybe that hard relentless  fuck by the gigantic dog prick.
    Forcing the images to reappear  again in her mind, as she shivers hard 
and stutters as she tries to speak.   Pulling her tight to me again and 
shielding her from the ghosts that I caused  and evoked.
    "Now Donna, it is time to clean  you up.  You have made quite the mess 
of my living room."  Leading the  numb woman up to the shower and joining 
her as I soap and rinse and towel  her body to a nice red sheen.
    "Now that we are both clean, we  will do it right and more leisurely."  
Donna, still not saying a word as I  bring her into my bedroom and slowly 
bring her to a screaming climax, and let  her do the same for me.
    She is still a bit afraid of El  Cid; but she does enjoy her bitch 
status on occasion and our afternoon massages  and lesbians sessions.  She is 
the sweetest morsel....you see, the revenge  was not on her, it was my husband 
when I played the video of her writhing on my  fingers on the massage table 
and then El Cid making her his bitch.  
    He was a captive audience as I  played the video as I straddle him on 
the bed, his hard prick buried deep in my  cunt.  HIs hand and feet spread as 
we do a mild bonadage sex session.   Feeling his erection stiffen as he 
watches his lover being manipulated and then  dog fucked.
    Looking down at him as I use my  cunt muscles to massage his cock, 
"that is your woman being dogged fuck,   and I have a nice video of El Cid 
fucking me to a crushing orgasm.  
    Leaning closer to him,   "just be careful that you don't  end up with 
that huge cock up your  ass.  It really does hurt, and if you never been 
assed fucked before, a  shock to your system..........
    Holding his cock firmly in my  pussy as I rub my clitoris to a nice 
wall clenching orgasm and as my husband  lays on the bed with his cock still 
swollen, I let El Cid have a piece of a  really nasty bitch and laugh as he 
erupts like a volcano, spewing its lava as El  Cid knots me and empties into 
my womb.  
    Finally relenting and releasing  him  after taking his cum with my 
hand, mouth and cunt.  Making him  beg me to let him cum.  Showing him that I 
control his cock and I will  decide if he can have Donna, or maybe I will let 
him watch El Cid have  her......  a shared morsel of sweetness.
    
    
    
    
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