Dog's Bitch in Heat, Part III

It was getting harder and harder to keep my secret. Dog's don't have secrets and that was one reason I was having trouble. Even with my little performance the other night my son-of-a-bitch husband probably had wondered, just a little, if there was "something going on with me." Maybe my attitude was lighter. Living with him was a constant depression but my spirits had been lifted by my new companion and I'm sure it was evident.

Husband started coming home earlier--before 8 PM. One time he almost caught us in the act. Thank heaven his dog knot wasn't stuck in me or we would have been discovered. We had been doing our usual coupling there in the living room. He was just finishing me off with a thorough licking. My cunt was aching for more and would have had it but just then the car door slammed. I was instant action. Into the closet for my housecoat. I was desperate to come some more but concentrated real hard on the task at hand.

"Home a little early?" I asked as he entered the side door. He just nodded, and looked around. The dog was looking at me and then him, that luxurious tongue in and out of his mouth, and then looking at me again, walking over. I turned away and went to pee and clean up. "That dog sure thinks you're something, doesn't he?" he asked. I shut the door, sat on the toilet, turned on the water in the sink and played with myself until I came. I needed that. Got cleaned up, flushed and back out for dinner.

"I think he wants a little of you again tonight," he said. I started making salad. The macaroni was already simmering and we had a little meal. I wondered what was next. "I said, I think he wants a little." I gave him a hard stare. Resisting the idea would fool him but my cunt was getting wet again. I couldn't just say "Yeah, let's do it" or he'd figure it out. I crossed my legs, giving myself a jolting in the pussy. "Want some more...macaroni?" I said not answering his suggestion. Coy was good. The son-of-a-bitch didn't have a clue.

We watched some TV--he had the clicker of course, are you kidding? He abruptly switched it off. "I'm tired. Let's go to bed." I thought about camouflaging my face with cold cream to gross him out but got into my nightie and under the covers, turning the light off as I did. The room was dark and I could hear the car door opening and closing and then he was back inside.

"I've got a surprise, bitch!" he said. The room was still dark when I felt a lot of movement on the bed and heavy breathing. Not that kind of heavy breathing--dog breaths and slathering tongues. "Tongues?" I asked myself. Suddenly the covers were ripped away and I felt the cool air. A dog paw scratched at my leg and I pulled away.

My eyes adjusted to the light. My God! There were two of them pawing at me. "A little surprise for my favorite bitch," he said. I tried to be calm and resistant. It was hard for me because I was suddenly excited through the length of my body. It had been my suggestion, after all, that the first dog might need a companion--besides me, I mean.

So now there were two dogs. And, twice the pleasure? I couldn't wait to find out!

"Roll over!" he ordered. I did so. "Stop!" I said, pushing at the paws. "Go on," he said, "Lick that bitch." I felt tongues, two of them, obediently licking. "This is going too far," I blurted out. "Shut up! It was your idea..." he said. My turn to be obedient...and put on my acting face. My body couldn't lie, only my face. I was pretending to be disgusted: "This is disgusting," I said but had trouble with the last word as the two tongues were taking my breath. I lifted my butt to the touches. "Spread your lips," he ordered and I complied. Those two long tongues were totally covering my cunt. They were rough and warm and I imagined them massaging my inner and outer lips and clit which was stiff. Then one tongue darted quickly inside licking the walls and I grabbed the sheet and flinched and spread for more. Then again it slipped inside and my face flushed with the excitement! Another tasted my ass and I bucked to the touch. I knew husband was watching, probably jacking off. He must have liked punishing me like this. I did too.

This was too much. A double fucking. Boy was I ready for this. I kept spreading my lips, feeling the tongues on my fingers, curling in and out, lapping my juices. Darting inside me again. I couldn't believe how wet I was from their tongues and my own excitement. I'd have to change the sheets for sure! Then my face was in the pillows, holding back. I usually came by this time but didn't want husband to see how quick I was. He'd guess something and I'd get it good.

"That's enough," I said. "This is too--uh--much!" The last word had to be forced as I was building up so fast. "Liar!" he said. "You forgot about my video camera," he said. It was then I knew my secret was no more. He continued: "So you think you can fool the old man. You're a fucking dog's bitch and I've got it all on film...except for the first day." The dog must have given me away. The way it looked at me, cocked its head, tried to nuzzle at my waist...I wasn't the actor I thought I was.

But those tongues had me transfixed, my body a willing participant in dog fucking. I wanted this and could care less about the secret. I was a bitch for these dogs. I was a wanton animal ravished and had by other animals. Another tongue, deep inside this time to extract every wet from my throbbing cunt and I spread my legs and heaved up to the touching.

I felt lost and breathless when he slapped me, hard, on my ass. The sound of the slap and the pain startled me. Unexpected. But the pain carried me higher. Then another slap and my ass stung, my cunt lips seemed to explode with feelings, the tongues soothed me and rocked me. My tits on the sheets moved my nipples erect. I lost it. Feeling nothing and everything.

I was nowhere and everywhere. A hurting, feeling, coming radiating thing. I exhaled and was dizzy. I was a dumb and numb animal as the licking and the slapping and more licking took my body up and away. I was shaking. My skin seemed alive. My cunt alive and in flame to the coolness of juices running down my legs. Those damned dogs! Licking my legs and past my cunt to my ass. They wouldn't stop. "Please don't stop now!" He was slapping again.

I collapsed...couldn't take any more. The dogs now licking at my arm pits and my face and back down my legs, cleaning the last wet from my ass and cunt. Bringing me down to a limp thing on the bed...I was dazed. My ass was throbbing from the spanking and I was cool from the licking...

I wondered what would be my next surprise and then I remembered the video camera and thought of punishment.

I couldn't take much more "punishment" this good.