Her pussy of course, was as beautiful as a pussy could be - just like the rest of her. She had a longish slit that at the present time was closed for business. Sam knew it wouldn't be long before that changed. He reached down again, feeling the heat and used his second finger to gently trace that holy grail. It was supple and warm, and after a few repeated strokes, it was moist, too.

Sam admired it as he used a second finger to rub a little more urgently. His finger sipped inside and he began to stroke the responding clit. Her pussy lips began to loosen and open up in response to the stimulation. Now her inner pinkness was revealed. Sam noticed that his fingers were slimy with her juices, the unconscious body responding just as well as the conscious one.

Getting off of the bed, Sam went down to the end of the bed and quickly removed his clothes. His raging hard-on was already wet and drippy, and he wanted nothing more at this point then to ram it deep within Whitney's hole. But he held back and grabbing each leg, bent them at the knee so that each foot rested on the very edge of the bed, her legs spread, showing Sam all that she had. Her pussy had parted and he could smell her sex as he knelt between her legs.

He used his tongue in the same way he had used his fingers, starting first on her outer lips, savoring her flavor before giving her a good lick down the middle. The unconscious Whitney responded by moaning, her pussy beginning to lubricate even more as Sam ravished her softness. He took her erect clit into his mouth and sucked on it, causing Whitney to thrust her hips into his face. He opened his mouth wide, taking the whole hole into his mouth, swallowing her juices.

He couldn't hold back anymore, his unstimulated prick began shooting its load. "Ooohh... ooohh... ooohh!" was all he could manage as he stood up, jets of cum shooting out onto Whitney. Gobs of his cum had reached her tits and were dripping down the sides. His cum extended to little drips that fell on her open pussy. But he hadn't orgasmed fully yet. Just as he was about to plunge inside of his dream cunt, he had a thought. "I have to record this!"

He ran inside to the living room where he usually left his video camera, his dick dripping his cum along the way. But his camera wasn't there. He opened cabinets, throwing out their contents trying to find his camera.

Meanwhile in the bedroom, Whitney hadn't moved. Her body had enjoyed the stimulation but needed to get fucked. But it didn't know how to do that. Banta saw his master run out of the room. He had smelled the sex, and the smell of a bitch still rose from the one on the bed.

He went over and noticed that she was in a position offering herself for mating. But it wasn't anything he was used to. First of all the position she was in was all wrong and he couldn't figure out how to get to her sex. But his nose was very sensitive and he walked over and licked the source of the smell. It tasted right - just like a bitch should taste.

Banta had a respectable prick but didn't know it because it had never been used. He was 3 years old and it was about time that he used it. The smell of sex was good and he licked her again. Her body responded with a small thrust. He licked her again, this time tasting inside the lovely pussy. His instinct told him that this was right and the tip of his penis extended out of its sheath. As it was supposed to do, it dripped a little pre-cum because in the dog world, there was no foreplay.

He had to be ready to enter his bitch on the first thrust. Whitney dripped a little more juice and Banta eagerly licked it up. He jumped up between her legs, his forepaws on the bed. Not knowing why, he moved his hind section in close and began to hump the air. His bare belly came in contact with Whitney's bare belly and they each felt the warmth. The sensitive tip if his prick now felt her warmth issuing from between her legs - in nature, a guide for the male penis.

As he continued to hump towards the warmth, his prick hit her leg, leaving some of his slippery pre-cum wherever it touched. He climbed up a little more on the bed and the bottom of his sheath came in contact with Whitney's pussy, causing it to continue to lubricate, and her pelvis to hump towards the warm, hard stimulus.

Moving his back legs around some, Banta then felt his penis enter the top portion of her pussy and slide across Whitney's clit. The stimulation made Whitney hump a little harder and Banta pulled back a little further before thrusting forward, this time entering Whitney's love-box.

When a dog's penis feels itself enter a warm, wet pussy, it immediately expands. This ensures that the male dog will successfully mate with a bitch that may be trying to escape him. The retriever's prick was long and on the second thrust extended to 6 inches.

Whitney's pussy responded by clamping down on the invading member. She didn't know the species of the owner. His prick responded by increasing further in length and in girth. Soon an 8 inch prick with a respectable girth was happily pumping away inside Whitney - and she was responding.

Banta grabbed hold of her legs the best he could, trying to pull more of himself inside. Whitney's pussy made a sucking sound each time Banta plowed into her. His knot grew quickly but at this angle he couldn't get it inside of her.

Sam found his camera finally underneath some newspapers on the chair in the living room, and raced back inside. He was greeted by the sight of his dog banging the girl of his dreams. "Banta! What are you doing! NO!" he yelled at the dog. But it was too late.

Banta's cum was already shooting deep within his bitch. Sam stood there stunned and then realized what he had missed taping. He fumbled with his camera and turned on the power. Hands shaking, Sam pointed the camera at the fucking couple. He saw his dog slipping, having a hard time standing in position, his cock sliding half way out of Whitney before he slammed it back into her, but not seeming to get it exactly right.

Sam put down the camera and went over, lifting Whitney's legs and pulling them back. He picked up the camera in time to capture the final few strokes of Banta before he went still. Not knowing anything about a dog's mating habits, Sam thought that Banta was done and ran the tape a little more before getting behind Banta and gently removing him from Whitney.

The dog continued to shoot his cum while Sam stood there watching in fascination. He saw the full length of Banta, and his inflated knot. Not knowing what it was, he saw some of Banta's cum running out of Whitney, who was still pumping towards her absent lover.

Banta continued shooting his seed for another 5 minutes, leaving a sizable puddle on the floor. Sam felt bad that he had interrupted him now. The dog began to lick himself and some of his remains at the entrance to Whitney's cunt. Sam filmed his dog and realized that it would have been much hotter to film him fucking Whitney. Maybe this could be used to save him after all!

He thought of the complete plan. After 15 minutes, Whitney was still sleeping and he turned on his camera to make sure he had a good record of her dynamite body covered with his cum and his dog's cum. He rolled her over and placed her knees on the floor, slightly askew. Once again he fingered her cunt, and felt her juices flowing as her body told him she had not been satisfied.

He didn't want to lick her now that she was filled with dog cum, so he placed his pre-cum dripping prick at the entrance of her hole. He was finally going to fuck her! Slowly he slid the head of his prick inside her dog-fucked pussy and heard her moan. Sam took in all the feelings he could - the tight moistness of her pussy walls, the sound of her satisfying moaning, despite her sleeping state. Now he would follow his dog and fuck her, but he would enjoy her longer than Banta.

Then he heard it - a low growl. He turned around and saw Banta baring his teeth! "Banta! What's the matter with you?" Sam asked him in an annoyed tone of voice.

But Banta came closer and stuck his snout close to Sam's balls and growled again. Slowly, Sam pulled his prick out of Whitney, hating the idea. As soon as he pulled out of her, Banta stopped growling and wagged his tail. Sam wasn't convinced of what had happened and he put the head of his prick against Whitney's soft lips. Whitney moaned and pushed her ass backwards, trying to impale herself on the warm invading prick. Banta growled and snarled again. Sam quickly withdrew.

So now after all his careful planning and scheming, man's best friend was Sam's worst enemy! He had to fuck her! While Banta watched, Sam pushed his prick at Whitney. He rubbed it over her pussy lips and onto her puckered asshole. He looked at Banta, and Banta wagged his tail.

Hmmm. He rubbed his dick down and once again stopped at the entrance to her pussy. Banta snarled right next to Sam's balls! So Banta was telling him that he owned Whitney's pussy! Sam could have her ass, but Banta claimed Whitney's glorious pussy! Sam couldn't believe it! He had a decision to make now. He decided to reluctantly accept Whitney's asshole. He still would be able to hold her fabulous tits.

Sam put his prick against Whitney's asshole and with all the lubrication from her pussy and his pre-cum, he pushed the head inside. Her asshole was tight, maybe virgin. Whitney grunted in her sleep and moved her ass higher. Sam slowly pushed his 6 inch prick inside. Her ass was tight and not so bad. He grabbed her hips and pulled her towards him, driving his hard prick to the root up her ass. He leaned over Whitney and began to fondle her tits. Hey, this was not too bad!

Her legs pinned against the bed, Sam was able to pick up the pace, fucking Whitney's ass while having his fill of her tits. He slid his hands down and Banta allowed him to play with her cunt. He stuck his fingers inside, feeling his prick pounding her ass.

In her drug-induced sleep, Whiney moaned and came on Sam's fingers. He felt her cum and groaned at the thought of not cumming inside her pussy with her. Then he felt his cum shoot up his prick and he collapsed on top of her, his pulsing prick held in check by her tight (virgin) asshole. Sam groaned and lost control as he fell on top of Whitney. Her ass and pussy pulsed together as she finished cumming. Sam slowly withdrew from her, even enjoying the feeling of pulling out of her tight asshole.

Whitney's body quaked slightly appearing to still be unsatisfied. Sam collapsed to the floor while Whitney still lay prostrate on her knees her asshole slightly open. Banta now walked over to her and licked her pussy and ass. After a few licks, Sam was amazed to see Whitney's pelvis pushing back towards the wide, wet, warm tongue. Banta's tongue disappeared in her asshole, cleaning out Sam's cum then into her pussy. Sam could swear he saw her pussy pulse to Banta's licks.

In one motion, Banta jumped up on Whitney's back, probing her for entrance to her...HIS pussy. Now in a more natural position, Banta grabbed Whitney around her hips and crouched down, the head of his partially exposed pink prick sliding into his bitch's twat. Once inside he pulled back a little more until Whitney's stomach lay on the bed, her large breasts pressed down into the bed.

Now in control, Banta pushed his prick into her for the second time that day. In this position, he was able to push until the head of his prick rested against Whitney's cervix. His prick expanded in width and now Banta pumped it in and out of Whitney at breakneck speed.

Even sleeping, Whitney was almost yelling in ecstasy. Banta's prick was largest around midway through its length. Every time Banta pushed and pulled, the oblong shaped prick rubbed the inside of Whitney's sensitive pussy walls, causing her to orgasm, building up to a strong cum. Now Banta's know began to expand, and Banta pushed forward, stopped from pushing it in by Whitney's stubborn cervix. She couldn't take him any deeper.

But Banta couldn't give up. He needed to tie with his mate, and instinct told him to continue. Whitney entered into one long moan, juices dripping and Banta's prick making the familiar sucking sound. As Banta pushed, refusing to be rejected, He pushed Whitney back against the bed.

Here her legs were pinned and with Banta's insistent pushing, the head of his prick battered her cervix, and it began to open, accepting the head of the dog's simmering prick. Banta's prick flowed with pre-cum helping to lubricate the way through Whitney's cervix. Then finally, with a loud groan from Whitney and a happy yelp from Banta, his prick forced open her cervix and slipped inside.

Now his knot entered her pussy lips causing them to open, no resistance possible. Once it was inside her pussy, Banta's knot grew. Banta kept fucking, his prick slicing deep inside Whitney, the pre-cum flowing from his prick into Whitney's uterus. She was pinned tightly against the bed, and now began to wake up.

"Ooohhhhhh! Oohhhh! uunnnnnngggh! Oh my God!" Whitney half groaned. Sam was shocked. He couldn't believe she woke up.

"Fuck me! Fuck me!" she screamed. "Ohhhhhhh!" She didn't seem to be in distress at least. She seemed to be enjoying it. Banta's knot grew to the size of a fist, locking the two together. Whitney shook in ecstatic desperation. She couldn't understand who was fucking her but something was strange.

Now that Banta was tied to her, Sam went behind them and lifted Banta's tail. He couldn't see much except that Whitney's pussy was closed tightly over the invading member. Sam had seen Banta's knot earlier and didn't know where it was now. He couldn't believe that it was inside Whitney.

Banta had stopped his thrusting and Whitney was half-heartedly thrusting back at him. She had never felt more filled. She felt hot liquid squirting within herself and didn't know it was Banta's cum, boiling out of his hot prick. The heat of his cum allowed her to feel each spurt. But she wasn't sure of what it was since it kept squirting and squirting.

She didn't know how much cum a dog could produce or for how long he could remain still, emptying his balls into her. But she knew she was filled with whatever it was, and more seemed to be entering her. Sam watched Banta's balls contract rhythmically, imagining he was cumming inside Whitney. Her pussy trembled and her engorged clit stood completely erect. Her face was flush and her body quaked from time to time.

Over the next 15 minutes, Sam watched her quake less and less while Banta stood still, occasionally drooling on her back. Sam had been smart enough to pick up his camera and he had filmed most of Banta's successful fucking. Finally, Banta stepped backwards and Sam filmed his half deflated knot stretch Whitney as Banta pulled it out. Banta stood that way for a minute, allowing his prick to finish emptying inside Whitney. Then he pulled it out of her and it was followed by a copious amount of cum. Sam filmed the whole thing including Whitney's stretched out cunt.

Banta walked over to the corner licking himself while Whitney slowly sat down on the floor. She looked at Sam. "I have never been fucked so well in my life! Oh my God" She crawled over to Banta and lay down on him, while letting her hand stroke his extended prick.

Slowly she kissed her way down to the head. Sa turned his camera on again. Whitney gently cleaned all of the cum from Banta's prick, just as he had cleaned her earlier. She softly sucked on his prick until it was clean. "Dog - you and I are bet friends now!" she told Banta. She swirled her tongue around his prick in thanks. Then she lay her head down and went to sleep.

**

Early the next morning, Sam was rudely awoken from his sleep. Whitney shook him violently. She stood there dressed in the clothes she had worn the night before. "You bastard!" she screamed. "I missed my flight, I was raped by your dog and my ass hurts! I'm calling the police!"

Sam calmly turned to face her. "Your ass hurts because I fucked it. As a matter of fact, I explored every part of your gorgeous body."

She looked at Sam in disbelief and wound up to take a swing at him. "We'll see who laughs next!" she raged at him.

"Hold on a minute - if you tell anybody, I'll release the tape of you and Banta to everyone at work," he answered.

"You wouldn't! Would you?" she asked, a little unsure of herself.

"I would and I'll put it on the internet - the whole world will see you. And what were you saying last night? 'Fuck me Banta?'"

Whitney turned beet red. "I... I’ll..." She didn't know what to say. She changed tact. "Well Banta is mine, anyway. I'll take him home with me."

"No you won't," Sam replied. "He's mine. If you want to fuck him, you'll do it here - with me present."

"I would never let you be there!" Whitney cried. "Oh yes you will. And I might fuck your ass, too."

Whitney was shocked. "I'd never agree to that... ever!"

"Then I guess you better say goodbye to Banta," Sam answered.

She looked at Sam and then at Banta. After a few seconds, she said resigned, "Okay, you win. But you can't touch me unless I let you."

"Okay, it’s a deal. And to make it fair, why don't you move in here with me? That way you can be with Banta all the time", Sam added.

"Yes, that sounds okay" Whitney answered. "Actually, it sounds great!" she added, unbuttoning her pants. She pulled them down with her g-string, looked at Banta wagging his tail, and said, "Here, boy!"