The third and fourth night, the couple dropped all pretense. Charlie was waiting for her when she emerged from the shower and Esme rode his face with abandon, but on the fifth night, something changed. This time Charlie was waiting at the head of the bed. When he began to pleasure Esme, he stood and bent down to her pussy from beside her rather than laying in front of her hole. Because of this, as Esme rounded towards her first orgasm, she for the first time noticed the pink protrusion surfacing from his loins. She caught herself licking her lips as all inhibition fled her mind. As if on cue, Charlie positioned himself above her, pre-cum dripping onto her curious face. The young girl reached up and began to stroke the dog’s belly, each time edging closer to his erection.
As she began to make contact with the flesh around his manhood, Charlie somewhat instinctively moved down towards the young woman’s head. Esme began to stroke his erection, out of curiosity more than anything. It felt a similar thickness to most toys she’d come across, but as she continued, it grew far longer than anything she’d ever experienced. Charlie lowered his hips some more. The dog’s torso was much longer than the girl’s, but his cock also shot at an angle forward rather than perpendicular to his frame like with humans, so as he lowered himself, his growing wet meat plopped onto Esmeralda’s unsuspecting face. It was far longer than her face was. She crossed her eyes to see it, then, apprehensively slipped her tongue out to lick it. The taste was indescribable. Creamy, salty, and somehow wild. She liked it far more than she was expecting, though perhaps the depravity of it all was what she found so enticing about his flavor. Either way, the sensation was exhilarating to Charlie, he leaned back so that the tip of his cock pressed against her lips and forced the oddly shaped tip between them.
Esme was caught off guard by his aggression. She flailed a bit and tried to break free as he began to thrust himself into her. She coughed and gagged on his girth as it slipped past her uvula and down her esophagus but there was no escape. It appeared Charlie was giving her a sink or swim type introduction to deepthroat. Her face turned red, but eventually, her body submitted to his thrusting, as his cock grew and hardened more and more with each motion. In truth, Charlie was holding back, he wasn’t going as hard as he’d like to, and hadn’t fully entered her. It wasn’t until she stopped moving that he really began to pleasure himself. Esme slipped another pillow under her shoulders which allowed her head to naturally tilt back at a better angle as Charlie began to fuck her face with his massive cock. She felt it slide down her throat as gradually the engorged base of his manhood approached her face. Out of desperation she had learned how to breathe through her nose each time his cock cleared her airway. She moaned as his tongue picked up it’s pace and his balls began to slap against her head. She squeezed her breast together. Her toes curled in on themselves as orgasm rushed through her body. Esme’s eyes rolled back as Charlie fucked her from both sides. His thrusting was increasing, his body lowering, now his coarse fur was grinding against her soft, nubile flesh. The friction reddened her cleavage, turning her breasts tender. Each fiber of his hair stimulated her body, especially the ones that rubbed her nipples raw.
Esmeralda moaned at full volume into his girth as the pace of his tongue and cock quickened. She lay, limp, legs agape, surrendered to his body’s handiwork. Mutual climax was approaching. Charlie began to pull out farther and press in deeper. His teeth began to rub against her clit as Esme ground against him. The sensation was intoxicating to both participants. Esme wrapped her legs around his meaty head and squeezed down urging him deeper. Charlie fucked all the harder as his knot began to press against her lips. Pleasure turned to panic as Esme felt the base of Charlie’s attempt to penetrate her mouth. There was no way in Hell it could fit! She slapped his side to try and stop him, which only seemed to drive the beast more wild. Her eyes unrolled as she felt her jaw muscles stretch past their limit. With a final thrust, Charlie broke her open and shot his hot seed down her throat. Esme was choking on the fluid, but also couldn’t breath. She felt her face flush from the pressure build up. But as his tongue continued it’s fervor, the panic mixed with the overall sensation and spiralled into an earth shattering climax. Through sheer desperation, Esme had managed to suck some air through her nose. This relief added to the pressure buildup throughout her body. Her nipples, her cunt, her mouth, her face, all demanded release, and all their demands seemed to find release in her fuckhole’s. Her legs spasmed in violent contractions as heat shot through them. Her vaginal muscles released shockwaves of pleasure through her whole being as cum poured onto her lover’s jowls. Charlie sat on her face, his cock fully hilted in the girl’s face. The taste of his warm syrupy cum was simply mouth watering, it was the culmination of the flavors she’d tasted on his fleshy erection. Her legs fell limp to the bed as she enjoyed her massive treat. She couldn’t move them if she wanted to.
Esmeralda tried in vain to release herself from Charlie. His weight was far too much for her already trembling limbs. She could feel already that his knot was slowly receding so eventually she complied with the inconvenience. The halting of his thrusting had given the ability to take some very limited breaths, not much, but enough to keep her alive. She absentmindedly slipped a hand down to flick her bean. The wetness formed by combining her cum with his saliva was always shocking, but this time was easily double what she’d experienced the previous nights. Now the shame and guilt only served to heighten her arousal. But as she worked herself toward a third climax, she heard the growling. It stopped her in her tracks.
Charlie hadn’t moved, but she could feel him tense up. She felt the weight of another presence climb atop the bed. She flailed to try and see what was going on, but to no avail. The growling turned to barking, which turned to biting, Esmeralda was thrown to and fro as another entity joined the mix. It wasn’t until Charlie whimpered that she managed to slip a view of a singular, chocolate paw. There was no mistaking it, this was Buxter, who was larger than Charlie, but not as big as Bear or Frank. Esme was terrified of what was about to proceed. He felt his cold snout sniffing her wet hole, then Buxter scooted forward, was he? Esme winced as the warm meaty head of his unit pressed against her lips. She may be a total pervert, but she wasn’t about to give up her virginity to a fucking dog!
“No, Buxter, Heel!” She screamed, or at least, she tried to scream, Charlie cock still stretched her mouth wide. Without a tongue or hardly a windpipe, the girl was helpless to communicate.