"Sex orgy with animals" - читать интересную книгу автора (Lowell Desmond)

CHAPTER FIVE

"How long will Niles be in New York?" Mabel Gurney asked Betsy as the two women lounged in Betsy's living room. It was shortly after lunchtime.

"All of today and maybe part of tomorrow too," Betsy declared.

"Great," came Mabel's quick decision, "that gives us lots of time to fuck around any way we like without his snooping on us!"

"Got any ideas?" Betsy asked. The expression on her face indicated plainer than any words that she was open to any and all suggestions.

"Yes!" Mabel exclaimed, "oh, I'm so glad you phoned me, Betsy! I just had a call from the owner of that pet shop on Commerce Street – you know the one I mean – I told you he's done me lots of favors in the past. He says he has something new and exciting in the shop. Why don't we go down there together and see?"

"Swell!" Betsy cried, springing to her feet, "I'm in the mood for something new!"

A few minutes later found the women entering a small, rather dingy pet shop on the fringe of the town's commercial section. The owner, a wizened, gray-haired man in his late fifties, greeted them effusively.

"Wait'll you see what I've got in the back room," he crowed, "why don't we go back there so you can examine the merchandise in… er… private!" The women giggled. They knew what he meant!

They followed the man into a rather large, windowless room at the rear of the store. He locked the door behind them. "So we won't be disturbed," he explained with a lascivious wink. Betsy wasn't at all sure she liked the man. But he could produce the merchandise. And he understood the women's bizarre needs well. You couldn't say that of all pet shop owners!

"Well, Mr. Hall, what have you got to show us?" Mabel cried eagerly, her glance darting about the cluttered room. It was stuffed from floor to ceiling with cages. Some were occupied; most were empty.

"This!" Mr. Hall cried triumphantly as he went to unlock a large cage against the far wall.

"Oooh!" Mabel squealed ecstatically, "a chimp! A beautiful, big chimp!" Yes, that was what the man had meant by "something new". And the chimpanzee was large, no doubt about it – as big as a five-year-old boy. Mr. Hall unlocked the cage, took the animal into his arms, and brought it over to the women.

"Is he tame?" Mabel asked, as she rapidly appraised the creature with her avid, feline glance.

"You bet!" Mr. Hall replied, affectionately rubbing the chimp's head. "He's very tame. And he seems to like the ladies!"

"Oh does he, eh?" Mabel drawled, "we'll see about that!" Her hand was already between the animal's legs, gently squeezing and fondling his penis. "Oh, what a sweet little pecker," she enthused, "what a cute little cockie you have, Mr. Chimp!"

The animal looked at her blankly a moment as she handled his genitals. He stared down at where Mabel was trying to stimulate a hard-on by rapidly scouring her fingers over the tip of the stubby, brown organ. Then, very deliberately he reached out, delved inside the front of Mabel's dress and yanked out one of her magnificent tits!

"Oooooh!" Mabel giggled, "well… a real Don Juan! I'm beginning to suspect this boy as had a bit of experience. Go ahead, feel up my tit, young fellow. Oh Betsy – his hand feels so strange and wild against my boob – I've never had a monkey feel me up before!"

"Let me feel his cock too!" Betsy demanded fervently, as she thrust her hand between the animal's legs. "Is it getting hard?"

"Oh yes! Here, feel – isn't that a cute little pecker?" She allowed Betsy to fondle the chimp's genitals.

"Oh yes!" Betsy cried, "I can feel it stiffening right in my hand!" Then, in an embarrassed whisper: "Er… Mabel… now what? Are you going to buy the animal?"

"Shit no!" Mabel laughed, cuddling the chimp to her breast, "if I bought every animal I had sex with, my home would be the biggest menagerie in the country. No… I have a certain arrangement with Mr. Hall here…"

"Arrangement?"

"Yes," Mabel went on, with a sly, sidewise glance at Mr. Hall who was listening intently, his lips twisted in a crooked smile. "Mr. Hall allows me to make whatever use I care to of his animals, in return for certain favors…"

"That's right," Mr. Hall confirmed quickly, "we've had many good times here in the shop, Miss Gurney and I." Betsy could see his dick stiffening beneath his trousers as he spoke.

"Oh, I just can't make up my mind what to do first," Mabel sighed. "I'm dying to have this little dear fuck me… but at the same time, my lips are just longing to kiss his little prick… to kiss it and take it in my mouth and suck it… and suck it… what would you advise, Mr. Hall?"

"Why don't you suck him off first?" the man suggested. "It would probably quiet his nerves. I can see he's feeling a little bit edgy in the presence of strangers. If you tried to clutch him close while you stuffed his dick inside you, he might panic."

"All right," Mabel smiled, "I was hoping you'd say something like that. Oh, I really can't wait to take his sturdy little prick in my mouth. Look at it, Betsy – it's almost human!"

Betsy agreed enthusiastically. She followed close behind as Mabel took the animal over to a wooden table, laid the chimpanzee on it, back down, separated his legs with her hands, and avidly pounced her slavering lips on the creature's nervously pulsating cock.

Mr. Hall stood close, too. He was obviously waiting for something. He did not have long to wait. After Mabel had gotten a firm grip on the chimp's penis with her lips, she reached out with one hand, groped between Mr. Hall's legs and unzipped him. Scooping out the man's erect cock, she commenced slowly to jerk him off, while her mouth voraciously gobbled the choice meat between the chimpanzee's legs.

Betsy was almost beside herself with impatience. She literally could not wait for her friend to finish with the animal so she could test his treasures for herself. Slowly hauling up her skirt, Betsy commenced to run her hands up and down over her own hips… over her ass… feeling herself up… imagining how the chimpanzee's hands would feel on her ass… how his stubby dick would feel as it stabbed against her clitoris.

But… but there was already something between her legs… there are already something long and firm and penis-like between her thighs nuzzling her pussylips.

But that was impossible!

Betsy looked down to see exactly what it was that had crept between her legs. And when she saw the thing that bobbed and swayed there, her legs turned to jelly. Her eyes popped and her lips opened to form a scream, but the scream froze in her throat. It was like one of those nightmares in which the vocal cords strain and struggle but the sound never escapes the larynx.

And when Mr. Hall saw what agitated her, he too looked for a second as if he were on the point of fainting. "D-don't move, please," he urged her, "and whatever you do, don't scream, lady. For cripes sake, don't scream!"

"Wha – what is that thing between my legs?" Betsy croaked, "oh Mr. Hall, do something!"

"It's a baby boa constrictor," he informed her in a low voice. "It must have sneaked through the wire netting on its cage somehow."

"W – will it bite me?"

"No, boas don't bite. He's not poisonous. But he can strangle you if he wraps himself around your neck or locks himself onto your chest. We mustn't frighten him. And try not to let him know you're frightened either…"

The snake was above five feet in length and about an inch and a half in diameter. Half his length was coiled on the floor, the rest had stealthily crept up Betsy's nylon-clad leg and was now leisurely exploring her crotch.

Mabel stopped mouthing the chimpanzee's cock. "What an evil-looking beast!" she murmured, "Oh Mr. Hall, how could you let a thing like this happen?"

The man's face was running with torrent of sweat as he replied, "I-I just can't imagine how it happened. I don't like to keep snakes in my shop. This one was a special import. He only arrived yesterday… direct from someplace in the Far East. He's for a rich customer of mine that's supposed to pick him up this afternoon… Geez, it gives me the creeps just to look at the bastard!"

The snake was determinedly probing Betsy's pussylips with his blunt, scaly head. Again and again he slithered it through the moist swamp of her sweat-dripping cunt-hair to nuzzle curiously at the pulpy pink portals to Betsy's hole-of-holies.

Mabel couldn't repress an irreverent giggle. "Looks like Mr. Boa has got the hots for you, Betsy!" she exclaimed, "I honestly think he'd like to fuck you with that snout of his!"

"Oh, don't say that!" Betsy gasped, turning white all over. "Heavens – just the thought of his horrible muzzle inside my pussy makes me want to throw up. Oh, Mr. Hall – I think I'm going to be sick!"

"Be calm… be calm!" the man urged, although it was obvious he was on the verge of panic himself. "I've got to think of a way to get us out of this!"

Now the snake suddenly diverted his attention from Betsy's pussy. Still firmly coiled about one shapely thigh, he intruded his head slowly, blissfully between Betsy's buttocks and allowed it to rest comfortably in the steep-sloped crack of her splendid ass.

"Wh – why's he doing that?" Betsy wondered, biting her lip, "you don't suppose he'll bite me there, do you? Oh, Mr. Hall – I'm scared!"

"No, he won't bite you," the man reassured her. "Snakes like to crawl in where it's nice and warm. He likes the warmth of your ass."

"Oooh!" Betsy squealed, "how long do you suppose he'll stay there? I can feel my flesh creeping, Mr. Hall! I-I'm going to scream if he doesn't leave me alone pretty soon. Ugh, the revolting, creepy monster…"

But the snake had no intention of resting there. Now, very slowly, very deliberately, he began to crawl up inside Betsy's dress, around her hips, up over her torso. This time he allowed his head to rest between her two magnificent jugs. Looking down, she could see the slitted yellow eyes glaring up at her, forked tongue flickering like a tiny flame between the malevolent jaws.

Mabel still clutched the chimpanzee in her arms. The animal was quite obviously terrified of the snake. He clung piteously to Mabel. To soothe him, she continued to fondle his cock. Soon, in spite of his terror, the chimp climaxed, the thick, gluey sperm gushing over Mabel's hand in spurt after spurt, flooding between her fingers and over her wrist.

The smell of the chimp's sperm was very strong in the close, stuffy confines of the windowless room. It seemed to arouse the snake. It reared its head high from the neckline of Betsy's dress for a moment, then began to slither downward again… down… down.

Now the reptilian head was nuzzling the wet folds of Betsy's twat again… it prodded the pulpy flesh a couple of times, then slowly… irresistibly, disappeared inside!

"Oh, mercy… mercy…" Betsy gagged, her knees sagging, "the – the thing is inside me. I can feel the monster crawling up my vagina…"

But the boa only intruded its head about six inches inside Betsy's cringing, quivering flesh. Now, before the incredulous eyes of the onlookers, it began to fuck its head in and out of her nervously sweating pussy.

Simultaneously, the snake's tail whipped behind her and commenced to slither back and forth across her asshole, tentatively… as if searching… and now… as a gasp of horrified amazement broke from Betsy's lips, the boa's tail began slowly to worm its way up her asshole!

Mabel's jaw hung slack for a second as she tried to comprehend the bizarre drama that was unfolding before her unbelieving eyes. Then, turning to Mr. Hall, she asked, "Where did you say you got that snake?"

"He comes from somewhere in the Far East," the man repeated, "he used to be in the private menagerie of some kind of prince in one of those little countries near India and China. It was a special consignment. All I did was to follow orders. I understand this prince had all kinds of weird animals trained in freaky ways… but I never dreamed it was anything this freaky!"

Mabel stared down at the chimp. "How about a good stiff fuck, little fellow?" she smiled, "I-I've got to admit all this action has got me so horny I could screw anything that moves!" Her fingers went to the animal's scum-dripping cock. "How about it, Mr. Chimp? Have you got another charge tucked away inside your cute little balls? Enough to blast Mabel's hot snatch wide open? Try!"

And with that, Mabel gripped the animal close against her midriff, urging the rubbery little tool against her eager cunt.

Meanwhile, a dramatic change had come over Betsy. She stood, legs spread, an unheeded thread of saliva trickling from a corner of her mouth as she moaned, "Oh Mabel, the snake is beginning to excite me! Really he is! Ooh, it's just like having an enormous cock inside you…"

Reaching behind her, Betsy gripped the cushiony plumpness of her ass cheeks with both hands, forcing them apart, dilating her asshole to allow the stiff, reptilian tail to lance deeper and deeper up her rectum, reveling in the unprecedented luxury of having both pussy and asshole fucked simultaneously by the same creature!

Now that the shadow of fear had departed the room, at least for the time being, Mr. Hall's nuts were beginning to simmer again. His eyes roved hotly from one female to another… from where Betsy was experiencing the unprecedented delights of simultaneous fucking and buggery to where Mabel was deliriously accepting the frenzied prodding of the aroused chimpanzee's stiff little sausage.

"Oh Betsy!" Mabel cried, her eyes two hotly flaring coals, "how I envy you – getting fucked up both holes at once! Oh, how sweet that must be…"

Mr. Hall swallowed hard, then fell to his knees. Seizing Mabel's hips reverently, he avidly smeared his face between her sweating buttocks, thirstily guzzling the rich, fragrant fluids that spring from unseen wells all throughout the mysterious ravine.

"Aaaarrgghh…" Mabel moaned, "oh yes, Mr. Hall – that's what I wanted so much! I wanted someone's mouth against my ass so bad! Suck my shit… suck my shitty ass, you mindless old fuck! Oh wow – I can feel junior here putting everything he's got into it. What an adorable cock you have, you delightful little monkey! Um-m-m… I can still taste your sperm on my tongue… now make my cunt taste it! My cunt wants to taste your gamy, gooey animal scum so bad. Give it what it wants! Uggghh…"

Staring down, Mabel could see the man's huge cock, straining wobbling ponderously from his open fly as he crouched between her legs, his upflung mouth rapturously sucking her ass while his amazingly vigorous old tongue rampaged deeper and deeper within.

The sight of the uselessly flopping cock excited Mabel to even greater frenzy. "Play with yourself, Mr. Hall!" she cried, "jerk your dick while you suck my ass… Ooh, I love to see men play with themselves…"

The man needed no second invitation. His gnarled hand flew to his dick and he commenced frantically to shuttle it up and down the heavily veined shaft.

"Oh shit!" Betsy blurted, "I think I'm going to come… aarrgghh… oh, I wish the snake could bite me while he fucks me… I'd love to see the blood mingle with my juices… Ooooh…! Yes, I'm coming… I'm coming in my pussy… oh this is the best screw I've had in my entire life…"

There was a loud splatter as Mr. Hall's creamy-snotty scum vomited from the tip of his dick and splashed in a series of erratic spurts against Mabel's legs and over the floor. Simultaneously, the first thick oozings of monkey sperm began to issue from around the stubby brown cylinder that so enthusiastically pounded Mabel's cunt-folds.

Betsy bent nearly double as the orgasmic hurricane ripped through her innermost vitals. Again and again the snake struck, and each time a tidal wave of crystalline juice erupted around the repulsive head, bathing half his scaly length in the sweet, sappy discharge from the girl's churning pleasure cover. The reptile glistened as if he had been bathed in oil.

At length the creature seemed to sense that his mission was complete. Trained by his cunning far-Eastern masters to perceive and respond to feminine needs, he seemed to comprehend when Betsy's passion was slaked and her climax complete. Reluctantly the reptile withdrew his head from Betsy's vagina.

He remained for a moment, half his length coiled about her leg, his head wavering uncertainly. He seemed to be sniffing the air. Then his eyes lighted on the glistening pools of pearly white scum that had freshly exploded from Mr. Hall's cock. The great, greasy drops exhaled a strong male stench.

Still half-curled about Betsy's leg, the snake darted the upper portion of its body toward the puddles of steaming slime. It rolled its head about in the sperm, thrashing, slithering, obviously delighting in the smell and feel of the warm, greasy liquid! Twice it shot its forked tongue into the syrupy scum.

"Oooooh…" Betsy moaned. Her eyes flashed as she watched the serpent thrash about in the fragrant male discharge. Then, lashed by the flames of her perverse lust, the girl reached down and seized the snake in both hands, just below the head. Swiftly she brought it up, hesitated just the briefest possible moment, then popped the sperm-drenched snake's head into her slavering mouth.

"Betsy!" Mabel screamed, terrified by the unprecedented boldness of her friend's sudden action. Her nerveless hands released the chimpanzee. The animal scurried to the topmost row of cages where it swung by one arm, curiously surveying the scene below. Mr. Hall ceased his lascivious oral exploration of Mabel's asscrack to regard the scene in wonder.

"Um-m-m…" Betsy gurgled as she licked and sucked the snake's slime-dribbling head, "oh shit, Mabel, this is outasight… I mean I can taste Mr. Hall's lovely semen, and I can taste my own cuntjuice, and I can even taste where this creature snuggled up between the cheeks of my ass… um-m-m…" And again, she popped the entire wriggly head of the scaly monster between her lips!

Once again the boa's tail whipped downward between Betsy's legs and eagerly probed at her asshole as it blissfully submitted to having the sticky cargo of sperm licked and sucked from the upper portion of its body. Betsy's lips were positively slobbering with the lush creaminess that had so recently been foaming in the crinkly brown bag between Mr. Hall's legs!

When she had sucked the snake's head and body clean, she wanted to repeat the entire performance right from the beginning.

Mr. Hall reflected a moment. Looking at his watch, he commented, "Okay, but we can't take too long about it. I'm expecting my customer pretty soon. He'll expect to see the snake in its cage, and everything right and proper."

This time Mr. Hall masturbated his prick directly into Betsy's mouth and then she had the snake slither his head between her lips and it felt as if the snake were an enormous, scaly cock that had shot its load while prowling down her throat.