Saki Shibusawa was not what one would call a girl who followed the rules. She had turned her school’s usually prim uniform into a perfect window for gawking at her natural blessings, of which she had many. A tiny skirt let guys see her g-string riding in between her fat ass-cheeks when she went up stairs, her animal-print bra, barely containing her massive breasts, stuck out of her almost totally-unbuttoned shirt, and her short and spiky blonde hair contrasted with her skin, tanned a dusky hue. Sure, she’d been told about her many violations of the dress code before, but the members of the student council or teachers who did so usually ended up getting dragged by her into an empty room for a while, before coming out dazed but smiling, all reprimands forgotten.
Saki loved attention. During class, it wasn’t rare for her to catch the teacher’s attention, whether male or female, by showing off her fat nipples under her shirt. She sat on benches and spread her legs for the baseballers to try and fail to not gawk at her. One time she bent over to pick up a can of coffee from the ground, and caused two soccer teams to crash into each other as they all stared at her ass.
This was not to say she was an airhead. Saki knew what she had, and she liked flaunting it and using it for her own enjoyment. If it gave her advantages, that was great, but at the end of the day, she liked seeing guys cross their legs when she passed by, and liked it when girls begged for more than just skinship with her. But things had been changing recently. She’d been seen with fewer old men at karaoke joints. She’d been spending less time drinking near Shibuya station. She’d even gotten the top marks on the latest math test. But no one at the school besides her knew why.
The young woman was slacking off in Social Studies, as she was wont to do. It was her last class in the day, and she was browsing her phone, looking at different outfits she could try. Maid stuff? Meh. Cheerleader? Maybe. Policewoman? Her eyebrow jumped up at that one, and she bookmarked the outfit for later. Her being the voice of authority could be fun! Especially since there was someone who really liked the idea of being punished for being naughty.
Saki’s phone rumbled in her hands, and a little window popped down from the top of her screen. She flipped from her browser, passing over her background, a photo of herself hugging her greyhound.
I’d like to see you two tonight.
Terse! Even for this individual, who was so often strapped for time. But Saki looked beyond the words, hearing the voice on the other end, coming through quick finger taps on a burner phone. She smiled, and quickly shot back a reply.
For sure, babe! We’ll be waiting, peace!
When Saki sent the message back, she pushed down the sudden urge to giggle. Once, she would have drawn out the whole exchange, made her poor interlocutor run through hoops and spell out exactly what they wanted. But Saki realized not too long into her relationship with this one that they couldn’t really keep up with her in that way, and she dropped it… most of the time.
Saki thought about doing some sleuthing about why she got the message, but just as her long, painted fingernails touched the screen, the school bells rang their chime, giving the musical end of classes, and releasing students to their clubs. As usual, Saki’s desk was surrounded by people interested in her joining them for all sorts of things.
“Hey Saki, want to help the track and field guys stretch today?”
“Shibusawa, Chemistry club is working on some interesting materials, including some said to deal with libido…”
“Sacchan, the girls’re going to the arcade for a bit before going crazy at karaoke, you in?”
The last came from Saki’s usual group of friends, a motley assortment of gyaru, wearing everything from oversized brown sweaters (which Saki liked as well) to huge leg warmers and more. Saki was pretty sure she’d gotten fucked in the presence of each of them at one point or another, sometimes with them helping out, sometimes just watching. They all had good rapport with each other.
“Ehhh,” Saki noised, scratching the back of her head. “Sorry, sorry, but I’ve got a lot of stuff to do today!” She planted her palms together in apology.
“Heeeeehhhh?!” the second-sluttiest of them all, Saki’s long-time friend Yuna, exclaimed. “Again? Sacchan, we’ve got a nice, big guy coming by, you know! I can verify, he’s packing in both the wallet AND crotch! Vice-prez at some computer place! He won’t know what hit him if you show him your moves, and we’ll have him in the palm of our hand!”
Saki chuckled. “Well I think you know what to do then, Yuna!”
“What are ya doin, anyway?” another gyaru with blonde twintails asked. “You’ve been missing out on a lot of stuff recently, and we miss hanging out with you!”
“Uhh, studying, mostly,” Saki replied. “That’s how I got my math and biology scores up!” In one sense, it wasn’t wrong . She was certainly getting an education in something .
Yuna tapped her chin for a second. “Alright! But you gotta tell us about your tutor though!”
The girls murmured amongst themselves for a moment, then began nodding. “Yeah! Is it a college guy or what?” “How tall?” “Does he have a beard?”
“Well, uhh,” Saki started, realizing how they had jumped to the conclusion that she was sleeping with her tutor. Honestly, it wouldn’t be too out of character for her. “Well, the tutor’s very serious.” Already Saki could see the other girls begin forming their mental images. “They’re older, in their late 30s. They wear really sharp clothes.”
“Is he rich?” one asked.
“He wouldn’t be tutoring her if he was rich!” Yuna explained.
“They’ve got a steady job, but they’re helping me because we kind of met by chance.”
“How’d you meet?” One girl excitedly asked.
“Ran into each other at the park,” Saki replied. The other girls nodded, knowing that there were plenty of ways to meet people at public parks.
“Dang, he must lay some great pipe then,” another girl said.
Saki smiled and shrugged, to which the other gyaru nodded. Saki was usually totally open about her fun, so if she was being coy, there was probably a good reason for it, they figured.
“OK then! You have fun cumming your brains out with this tutor,” Yuna slapped Saki’s shoulder. “Just be sure to give us some fun details at some point, yeah?”
Saki grinned. “I’ll be sure to blow your mind.”
A chorus of “Yabe!” erupted from the laughing girls. Knowing what Saki had done in the past, their imaginations were already rolling with the hints. As Saki put her books in her bag, the group of girls left before her, talking both about what they thought Saki was going to do, but what they were going to do to the poor executive’s body that evening.
Twenty minutes later, Saki was at her home, a small apartment she shared with her mom. Opening the door, she had to stop for a second and let the long, lean greyhound jump up and lick at her face. “Hey! Nice to see you to, Kouta!” she laughed as she slipped her shoes off her feet. “Just hold on a second, we’ve got someplace to be, OK?” The hound took a fidgety seat at the entrance, his tail whapping left and right quickly.
Saki zipped through the living room, where her mom was sleeping on the couch before her night shift at the hostess club started, threw some clothes into her bag, and then left a note for her mom and kissed her forehead. Grabbing Kouta’s leash from the wall, she slipped it on the dog, and the pair were out again in just a few minutes.
Kouta, as always, strained at the leash in his excitement, and Saki was quickly huffing and puffing as he pulled her along behind him. Sometimes her friends wondered how Saki had the endurance and stamina for the feats she’d done. She told them it was walking her dog, and they always laughed. But Kouta was the best exercise machine Saki and her mother had ever had. He wasn’t the biggest dog in the world, but he had enough energy to power the whole of Tokyo if he got hooked up to a dynamo.
For a long time, Saki had always complained whenever her mom had had her take Kouta out on his walks. But that had changed one fateful evening, a few months back, when she had met the “tutor” of hers.
Half-running, half-jogging, Saki and Kouta made good time getting to the towering apartment building that was their destination. Going into the foyer, with its patterned stone floor, Saki ran her bracelet over a keycard reader, and the inner door opened silently. In the elevator, Saki again used her bracelet to allow her to access the top floor. In the elevator, Kouta’s paws tapped on the floor as he moved left and right. He remembered the place, and was excited to be back here again after a few weeks.
After a long ascent, the elevator chimed as the door opened, letting Saki and Kouta into the apartment at the top. The apartment was huge, taking up the entire top floor by itself. The views from the towering windows in the spacious living room were spectacular, looking down at the surrounding neighborhoods. Saki couldn’t quite see her house from there, but she could see the park nearby, along with her school, three different train stations, and more.
Throwing her stuffed blue bag on a giant leather couch, Saki let Kouta off his leash, and he started zooming through the apartment. He went under tables, over footrests, and in and out of different rooms. Saki let him run, knowing that the owner wouldn’t mind the claw marks, and that he’d still have plenty of energy later. Letting him do his thing, Saki pulled out her phone and started looking up news reports. Her tutor was usually only so terse if…
ASAHI MEDICAL INVESTOR MEETING SMOOTH SAILING– NHK
Saki grimaced. Even if things went well enough that even the journalists didn’t point out something bad, it was still a lot on the mind. That probably explained why the tutor was so tight-lipped recently. She read a few articles talking about it, but no one had any real details. Putting her phone away, Saki lay back on the couch for a moment, one leg hanging over the armrest. Normally she’d take a nap, but with college exams coming up, Saki couldn’t quite slack off like she had. She pulled out some books and started working.
A few hours later, with the sun beginning to touch the mountains on the western horizon, Saki was quickly going through yet another math workbook. She hadn’t been a big fan of it before, but her tutor had really helped her see how it worked. While she scribbled away with her pencil, she could hear Kouta rolling around on the bed. She smiled, knowing exactly how he looked without having to check, like a gray twig half-buried in the thick blankets.
Another hour later, and Saki ordered some dinner for two and a half. When the food, some bowls of good soba and some extras for Kouta, arrived, Saki made sure to flip up her skirt at the delivery guy as she closed the door, to give him a little extra tip.
The sky was fully dark when the elevator rang again, and Saki knew her tutor was back. The doors opened, and the first thing Saki heard was a feminine sigh, heavy with stress. Then some sniffing. “Oh, that smells amazing, Saki, what is it?”
“It’s soba!” Saki called out, standing up and going to meet the tutor. Coming around the corner, Saki smiled at who she saw – Akiko Kamiya, CEO of one of the most exciting medical companies in Japan. She wore a tight blue jacket with half-sleeves and a black blouse beneath, and tight khaki pants. On her face slim, blue-rimmed glasses rested on her cute nose. She looked very professional, the very model of an up and comer in the business world, even as tired as she was, with her hair, cut short, but not as short as Saki’s, being a little messed up.
“Hi,” Akiko said, already a little bit of red creeping onto her cheeks at seeing Saki. She tried beginning with some small talk. “Did you have a good da-”
Saki quieted the high-powered woman with an eager, lively kiss on the lips. It wasn’t a quick smooch meant to establish niceties before doing other things, or a platonic peck between good friends, but the full-bodied, insistent kiss of a young woman who wanted to fuck . Saki’s tongue pressed against Akiko’s, and her hands were already moving up and down Akiko’s body. The older woman tried protesting, but her mouth was too busy swapping saliva with Saki for anything coherent to come out, and even if she stiffened when Saki squeezed her butt, she still relaxed into the embrace after a few seconds.
When Saki broke the kiss, Akiko’s eyes were dazed and unfocused. “Hey there you, sexy!” Saki said. “Let’s eat first and then have fun?”
Akiko blinked a few times, her head slowly drifting around. “S-sure. But, uhmm…” Akiko looked around for someone.
“Oh, don’t worry, Kouta’s here! He’s currently rolling on your bed.” Saki whistled, and in an instant the gray blur appeared, jumping up in between Saki and Akiko’s bodies.
Akiko laughed as she bent down to let Kouta lick her face. Then, she started licking his tongue back, kissing the dog and letting his tongue slide into her mouth. She was definitely, one-hundred percent, no questions about it, making out with Kouta.
Because in addition to being a prodigy of medical science and heading a major corporation, Akiko liked to fuck dogs.
Saki had discovered this some time ago. She had been reluctantly taking Kouta out on an evening walk in the park, and had decided that she needed to let off as much steam as he did. Leaving Kouta tied to a tree off the path, she’d flashed a late-night jogger and enticed him into the restrooms nearby. Saki got thirty minutes of cock-sucking and cunt-pounding in, and the jogger filled two XL condoms with heavy loads of cum that Saki immediately pocketed between her breasts.
When Saki walked out, she had almost expected to find Kouta had undone the knot and was running through the park by himself. He’d done it before. But when she went back to the tree, she saw his leash still tied. In addition, she saw that the greyhound as well was tied to a woman wearing nothing other than a large trench coat. Kouta’s tail wagged happily as he panted with his big open mouth, his ass resting against the soft, warm ass of the woman he was knotting.
Saki blinked a few times. There was something deeply erotic about what she was seeing, and it excited her. The woman was clearly in the throes of complete sexual abandonment. Her body, thin and lithe, shivered as she came over and over again. Her voice was desperate and needy, begging the hound to fill her womb with all his seed. Saki had never fucked an animal before, but seeing this woman, maybe only a little younger than her own mother, tied so intimately to her dog, made Saki’s heart skip a beat in a way that sex had failed to do so in years.
It was only when Saki started slurping on one of the condoms with a straw that the woman realized she was being watched. Saki made eye contact with her, and she saw a whole range of emotions swing back and forth across her face – disbelief, horror, and sad resignation among them. Clearly, she figured her life was over. Even though Saki didn’t know the woman yet, she waved to her and smiled. Saki thought about saying something, but as she opened her mouth, the other woman spasmed as another wave of fresh orgasms ran through her.
It took Kouta another ten minutes for his knot to deflate and pop out of the woman. When he did so, a river of warm liquid began to flow out of the woman’s pussy into the grass below her. Kouta licked at her hole, and Saki helped her re-button the trench coat on her. Almost wordlessly, the older woman took Saki back to her home, to the same apartment building she was in, and coming out of the same elevator, she’d let out a huge yell and grabbed the woman’s hands.
“Yooo! That was so hot! I never thought about fucking dogs before, but I’m definitely gonna be thinking about it now! What’s your name? My name’s Shibusawa Saki!” Saki’s ebullience totally dispelled the atmosphere of gloom and doom that had hung over the poor woman. It took a little bit of talk, but eventually Saki made clear that no, she wasn’t going to snitch about what she’d seen, and no, she didn’t think it was “totally gross and disgusting and horrible.” Quite the opposite, in fact. Saki pressed Akiko about how Kouta was as a fuck, even before she knew Akiko’s full name.
That night, the two got to know each other. Sure, Saki was surprised that Akiko was fucking dogs… but mostly that Akiko had picked Kouta , of all hounds. Akiko had explained that she’d always been secretive about it, had only done it a few times, but it was always on her mind. She’d dated one guy just to let his dog fuck her in the past, and had even sucked off a German Shepherd before her doctoral dissertation. When Akiko had seen Kouta there, left alone for more than a few minutes, her desires had overwhelmed her, and she’d let him mount her then and there.
Saki thought that was hot as fuck, and when Akiko looked like she was about to cry, Saki leaped forward and kissed her. They’d spent the rest of the night masturbating as Akiko told Saki all the little details that Saki had no idea were a thing with dogs.
It was only a few days after that Saki realized that Akiko was THE Akiko Kamiya, wunderkind of biotechnology. But she didn’t mind one way or another. She liked that she knew something about Akiko that no one else did, and they kept seeing each other.
Akiko broke the kiss with Kouta, filaments of spit connecting her outstretched tongue to Kouta’s mouth, and stood back up, her eyes a little half-focused. Saki patted the businesswoman’s butt. “Come on, let’s get some food in ya!”
Snapping the cheap chopsticks apart, Akiko thanked Saki for ordering the meal for her. “I’ve had this meeting on my mind for the past few days, and once it was finished, I just really wanted to see you and Kouta…” she said in between slurps.
Saki grinned at Akiko. “You should have told me sooner you had something so big! I would have planned some big event for you~” Akiko’s cheeks grew red at the thought.
While all three chowed down, Akiko looked over Saki’s work, pointing out mistakes. It had happened by chance, the third time they’d met, and Saki had brought some books with her by accident. Akiko had been surprised that Saki was still a high schooler, considering her mature proportions, and had looked over a few things. While playing with Saki’s breasts, Akiko had helped her understand math better than any of Saki’s teachers had in the past. Saki had been so pleased with the help, she’d made sure to make Akiko squirt while fingering her that night.
From that time on, Akiko had gotten Saki to start thinking about her future. It had been a strange shift for Saki, who lived pretty day to day. If she needed money, she charged some old dude who could pay for it to pound her into a hotel bed. If she was hungry, she ate. If she was horny, and that was most of the time, she looked for cocks to drain. But Akiko had gotten the younger woman to start thinking bigger. Saki was already thinking about what she could do at Akiko’s company if she were a researcher.
Saki listened to Akiko talk about the meeting, how she’d had to dodge questions about how the blockchain might help their work, how they had to do research without knowing for sure what the outcome might be, and how the fertility treatments they were working on could be used. It got Saki’s mind bubbling. She thought about how she’d quiet down a stupid investor by slipping under his table, allowing Akiko to talk about what was really important.
When Akiko was finished, she noticed that Saki was staring intently at her. Even though she was older than the barely-adult girl, Akiko still felt like she was on the back foot with Saki. The young woman was so forceful, so eager to take what she wanted, it was hard for Akiko to stay standing around her. It wasn’t bad, but it was very different, and Akiko had certainly learned some ways to stand her ground from being around Saki.
The moment they were done eating, however, Saki whisked Akiko away from the dinner table and into her bedroom as quick as the wind. It was still surprising to Akiko, though perhaps necessary to keep the executive from checking her phone immediately after eating. The women and dog entered the bedroom, and the door closed shut on the outside world. Saki threw on some music, and the night truly began.
In contrast to Saki’s speed in getting Akiko into the bedroom, she took her time taking Akiko’s clothes off. As Saki stripped off each piece, she ran her hands over more and more of the exposed skin. She kissed Akiko’s shoulders, the back of her neck, her arms and hands. Saki turned Akiko’s head toward her shoulder, removed the glasses from her face, and kissed her lips enticingly. Even Kouta was in on it, watching the proceedings carefully from the bed, his eyes fixated, his tail quietly shuffling over the top of the comforter.
Saki’s hands roamed up and down Akiko’s body, feeling the shivers go through Akiko’s body. The older woman was thinner than Saki, even delicate at times. But Saki knew that delicacy wouldn’t break that easily. Her blouse flew off, and Saki giggled when she saw the bra underneath, black and lacy. “I just… wanted to try wearing something different…” Akiko explained over her shoulder. Saki nibbled at the nape of her neck, making her moan.
“You were already thinking of tonight during your meeting, weren’t you, naughty girl?” Saki teased. Her hands glided over Akiko’s belly, then the gentle hills that were Akiko’s small breasts. Even that much movement, muted by the bra, was enough to make Akiko gasp. Her nipples were terribly sensitive, a fact that Saki always kept in mind.
Hands went down to Akiko’s crotch, the button unhooked, and with a slow, deliberate pull, the zipper came down, more quietly than Akiko’s breathing. The pants had to be shuffled down, Saki’s thumbs hooked into the waistband, their hips moving side to side so one side could go down before the other followed. After enough shimmying, the pants came free from Akiko’s thighs and fell to the ground at her feet.
Akiko, now only in her racy underwear, knew that Saki was appreciating her back. The nails of her fingers traced along Akiko’s shoulder blades, marking the curves of her muscles under the skin. A quick movement, and Akiko’s bra was unhooked, and softly pushed off Akiko’s shoulders.
Everything about the atmosphere, the sounds, the presence of Saki behind her, Kouta watching, made Akiko tremble in anticipation. She panted heavily, her heart pounding in her chest. She wondered how slowly Saki was going to take her panties off.
Saki surprised her by hooking her fingers into the panties and pulling them down in one quick movement, making Akiko gasp. Saki then turned Akiko around to face her, and spread her legs. “C’mon, Kouta, get her ready!” Saki said, and Kouta sprang into action. The dog moved between Akiko’s legs and began licking at the businesswoman’s pussy while Saki french kissed her.
Akiko was attacked from above and below, and she loved it. Her legs shook as Kouta’s tongue ran over her pussy, rasping against the outer lips. Akiko only had a small patch of soft pubic hair, and her pussy was still quite fresh, in contrast to Saki’s well-used and gnarled, dark pink labia and generous jungle of pubes. Kouta’s tongue lapped at Akiko’s crotch, tasting the excitement that had been drooling from her hole for the past twenty minutes. His nose sniffed excitedly, drinking in the pheromones pouring off of her.
Saki was having fun too. Without breaking the kiss, she stripped herself, leaving her just as nude as Akiko. Their bodies were so different, like their ages and their stations in life, but Saki liked that. She liked how Akiko’s nipples, so long and stiff, would slip into her sunken nipples, like they were cocks fucking her holes. She liked the sounds that came out of Akiko’s mouth, breathier and higher-pitched than Saki’s own animal moans. She liked seeing how different positions looked with Akiko, or how different toys looked bigger or smaller when she used them instead of Saki herself.
While kissing Akiko, Saki made sure that the older woman’s hands were firmly stuck on her fat ass, and Akiko obliged as best she could. Her fingers dug into the tan skin, squeezing the cheeks, moving them up and down and around, pushing them together and pulling them apart. When Saki shook her ass, making it clap, Akiko giggled around her tongue in between her moans.
For her part, Saki was using her hands to help Kouta. She spread Akiko’s pussy apart, and Kouta eagerly licked at the pink insides. His tongue ran over Akiko’s clit again and again. It didn’t take long for Akiko’s clit to stand up, stiff and tall, making each lick even more agonizingly pleasurable for Akiko.
With every second that passed and every wet lick that Kouta made between Akiko’s legs, the older woman’s kisses grew weaker and more trembling. Saki kept kissing, her tongue wrestling with Akiko’s in her mouth, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.
When Akiko came, she squealed against Saki’s tongue. Her body seized up, shaking like she was the source of an earthquake. Saki held on to her tightly, keeping her standing, while Kouta continued licking between Akiko’s legs. Saki breathed in Akiko’s moans and gasps, drinking them down with Akiko’s saliva, letting them warm her belly with arousal.
After a minute, Saki finally broke the kiss. Akiko’s tongue hung out of her gasping mouth, her eyes moving slowly, half-lidded. “Th-thank you,” Akiko mumbled.
“We’re not anywhere near done yet~” Saki whispered into Akiko’s ear. Lifting Akiko up, Saki plopped her down on the bed, and rolled her onto her stomach, before spanking her to get her to lift her hips up. She then straddled Akiko’s back, pulling her hips higher into the air. “My turn to show off my tongue!” she proclaimed, in answer to Akiko’s confused squeaks. Kouta quickly jumped up and continued licking at Akiko’s pussy, but Saki had her eyes on another prize.
Saki spread Akiko’s ass, showing the pale brown donut of her anus. She collected some spit on her tongue, and opened her mouth to let the bubbly liquid fall down onto the sphincter. When she tapped Akiko’s anus with her finger a few times, Akiko shuddered and moaned, hands grasping at the comforter beneath them. “Hah! Saki…! Wait…! I’m still…! Kouta’s still…!”
Saki didn’t let the protests stop her. She dove down on Akiko’s asshole, and began licking at it with as much tenacity as Kouta was at her pussy. She ran her tongue over the wrinkled hole, slathering every nook and cranny with her saliva. Saki poked at the center with her tongue a few times, each time eliciting a delicious gasp from behind her. Akiko had never had her ass eaten out before meeting Saki, and Saki made sure to play around with it every chance she got, whether it was just a plug left in Akiko during the day or a double-ended dildo going in both their assholes.
“Nnnnahh! Hhnngghhiiiii! Saaaakkiiiiii…! My ass…! It’s sensitive…!” she pleaded after a few minutes, trying to get Saki to slow down, but Saki only doubled her offensive. She skipped her tongue up and down over the sphincter rapidly, then dove down and kissed and sucked on it. When Saki heard Akiko’s fists start beating on the bed, she knew she was doing it just right.
After a few more minutes of that, Saki went for the coup de main. She pressed her lips firmly against Akiko’s asshole, and began pushing her tongue against the sphincter. Akiko started wriggling, but Saki held on tight, her tongue wriggling back just as much. With all the spit that had sunk into the donut, slowly Saki’s tongue began to push through the tight muscles. Her worm-like organ pressed through the muscles, bit by bit, spreading Akiko’s hole more and more, until finally it pushed through into Akiko’s insides.
Akiko let out a long moan when she felt Saki’s tongue enter her asshole. She shook from side to side, trying weakly to dislodge Saki’s warm, wet tongue from her, but the combination of her tongue and Kouta’s left her speechless. She came three times in quick succession, her toes curling and extending while Saki and Kouta attacked her holes. Saki knew she’d won when, while circling her tongue around inside Akiko’s hole, she only heard Akiko telling both her and Kouta not to stop.
A few orgasms later, Saki figured that Akiko was ready for the main event. Pulling her tongue out of Akiko’s ass, she stuck her tongue out in front of Kouta. When the dog noticed it, she licked at Saki’s tongue, tasting Akiko’s asshole on it and making his tail wag even faster. When she broke the kiss, she moved off of Akiko.
Moving their positions around, Saki pulled the weak Akiko on top of her, back to front. “Can we…?” Akiko asked, staring between Kouta’s legs. Saki kissed Akiko’s ear.
“Of course we can! Kouta, up here!”
Kouta took the invitation, jumping on top of the couple. Akiko took over, her hands reaching forward and beginning to play with Kouta’s sheath. At the same time, she made out with Kouta with as much eagerness as she did with Saki. Saki watched as Akiko’s fingers rolled over the sheath, groping it gently but insistently, coaxing what she needed out of it. Saki played with Akiko’s nipples at the same time, rubbing them gently, with occasional flicks to keep Akiko excited.
As Akiko french-kissed Saki’s dog, Saki watched his cock begin to slide out of his sheath. She bit her lip as the front emerged, slimy and dark red. Akiko’s fingertips rubbed the very tip, precum already leaking out of the hole and coating her fingers with slickness. It took a minute for Kouta’s cock to fully emerge, dark at the tip and pale pink beyond, the whole shaft criss-crossed with dark red veins. Akiko held the organ gently, the weight of it in her palms, letting the precum splash on her belly.
With her eyes closed, Akiko directed the cock between her legs, and started rubbing her pussy with Kouta’s stiff tip. When the tip touched her clitoris, Akiko gasped painfully, but she didn’t stop. She pressed the tip against her pussy, and then let Kouta do the rest. The canine knew exactly what to do, and shoved himself into the older woman. Saki felt Akiko’s orgasm as the animal cock speared into her tunnel, filling her up. Saki watched, one hand now between her thighs, as Kouta’s cock pushed up Akiko’s pubic mound from inside.
“You are so fucking sexy when you have dog cock in you!” Saki whispered into Akiko’s ear, making the older woman arch her back.
Kouta began thrusting in and out of Akiko. His hips moved like a blur, all his energy now going into pounding Akiko into a mess. This was what Akiko had found so enthralling about the lean canine – the sheer bottomless well of energy he had. So many times, she’d told Saki, she’d have a dog mount her, thrust for five seconds, and then cum. Kouta never stopped though. He fucked her with a wildness that Saki had never seen before. She felt the force of his thrusts push Akiko’s butt against her pelvis, and if she closed her eyes, Saki could almost imagine that she was the one that Kouta was thrusting into.
Akiko’s arms moved around Kouta’s neck, embracing him lovingly. Saki kissed at Akiko’s ear, whispering how sexy she was, how beautiful they were together, and more. It made Akiko squirm in pleasure on top of Saki’s chest. “Tell Kouta you love his cock,” Saki said.
“I love… I love your cock, Kouta!” Akiko said in between canine kisses.
“Tell him you’re his bitch!”
“I’m your bitch! I’m your doggy bitch! I love when you two fuck me!”
Saki grinned, pinching at Akiko’s nipple. “Good girl~” She saw that Kouta was coming close to cumming, and she shoved her fingers into her snatch and began furiously rubbing her clit against Akiko’s butt. When she came, she heard Kouta’s telltale orgasm whine, and felt Akiko stiffen up. She closed her eyes, figuring that with the knot inside Akiko, it would take a bit of time before it came out, and she could rest her eyes just a little bit.
When Saki opened her eyes, though, she was on her hands and knees, her ass stuck up in the air, her wrists tied to the headrest, and her ankles tied to a spread bar. She looked to her side, to see Akiko grinning mischievously.
“I thought it only fair that you got to experience what I’ve been having so much fun with, you know,” Akiko answered Saki’s unspoken question.
Saki smiled back and shook her ass around. “I should have taught you how to use the bondage stuff a while ago, shouldn’t I?” she said.
Akiko crawled on the bed toward Saki, and leaned down to kiss her. “Don’t worry, I’ll be here,” she said.
Saki’s heart beat crazy fast as Akiko patted the bed for Kouta. Saki felt his nose on her thighs, and she felt an electric shiver run through her body. Akiko looked between Saki’s legs and, seeing how wet she was, smiled at Saki. “You’re really ready for it, aren’t you, naughty girl!”
Kouta jumped up onto Saki’s back, his hips against her wide ass, his short fur scrubbing against her back. She felt his cock slide up between her ass cheeks, wet with cum and Akiko’s juices. She felt how hot it was, something that Akiko had pointed out to her as a key difference in why she liked dog cocks over human ones. Kouta’s paws stepped on Saki’s back a few times, his hips thrusting his cock between her ass as well.
Akiko reached back and helped reposition Kouta, and his cock pressed at Saki’s pussy. When Akiko let go, Kouta rammed himself inside of her, and Saki saw stars in her eyes.
The sensation of having a dog cock inside her was unlike anything Saki had ever experienced before. The heat inside her was like a burning iron, heating up her tunnel so much it was like Kouta wanted to mold her insides to better fit his cock. The stiffness too was inhuman. Intellectually, Saki knew it was because Kouta had a bone in his dick precisely to help keep himself stiff, but in her heart she knew it was because he liked fucking Akiko and her just that much.
Fingers intertwining like the roots of trees, slowly at first then grasping tenaciously, Akiko’s hand took Saki’s. Saki didn’t even hear herself moaning at first, she only knew her mouth was open and Kouta was beginning to pound her and Akiko was kissing her ear and it was so overwhelming that her eyes rolled up.
“Oh, fuck! Fuck me! Fuck me hard, Kouta! Rail me like a bitch!” Saki gasped.
Kouta obliged.
The canine fucked Saki just as hard, if not harder, than he fucked the older woman. Saki’s breasts juddered and shook from the fast, brutal pumping of Kouta’s cock in and out of her. Saki felt the tip scrape against her g-spot, and her moans grew ever more animal and desperate.
“Fuck me! Fuck me! Don’t stop, you mutt! I fucking love your doggy cock!” she barked, to Akiko’s pleasure.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck…!” Saki repeated, biting the pillow in front of her to unsuccessfully stifle her growls. Never before in her life had she ever felt like this when being fucked. Even when an old businessman had his hands around her throat, she’d always felt like she was still fundamentally in control. Even tied up by Akiko as she was, Saki didn’t worry too much about Akiko going off the rails. But with an animal behind and inside her? For the first time, Saki felt like she was being pushed further than she had originally wanted to go.
She liked that.
As Kouta pounded Saki from behind, she felt the scratching of his paws on her thighs, and knew that there were going to be bright red lines that took time to disappear.
She loved that.
Saki turned her head to the side, to see Akiko vigorously jamming a dog-cock-shaped dildo in and out of her her asshole as she watched Saki and Kouta. “Ohhhh fuuuuck, Akikoooo!” Saki moaned. “I want a collar! I want to be paraded like a doggy whore!” Akiko gasped in response.
“Really?” she asked, leaning in closely. “Do you really like how it feels?”
Saki smiled through her gasps and moans. “What do you think it looks like, silly! This is amazing! Oh! Ohhh! Ohhhhhh! ”
Saki orgasmed, cumming before she even realized she was close to the edge. She felt her body squeeze, and the warm wetness of a splash of liquid hitting her thighs and feet as a jet of arousal squirted out of her hole below the red rocket pounding her pussy.
Saki orgasmed another four times in the next ten minutes, an unbelievable state of affairs for her. It was feeling Kouta scratching her skin, the prickling of his fur on her body, the cock touching new and exciting places inside of her with its inhuman heat, and his inexhaustible, limitless energy for pounding. All of it combined into an unforgettable experience for the young woman.
Clearly, Akiko had the right idea to fuck dogs more than guys!
When Saki felt a stiffening at the base of Kouta’s cock, she knew what was going to happen. “Oh fuck, oh yes, don’t stop, shove that FUCKING KNOT INSIDE ME, KOUTA! ” Saki screamed with wild abandon.
Kouta obliged.
Kouta’s cock slammed into Saki one more time, and she felt the swelling at the base get bigger and bigger, locking woman and beast together in the most intimate way imaginable. Kouta turned around, the movement making the hard ball of flesh pull on the inside of Saki’s hole, making her moan incoherently. She felt his balls against her ass, and she felt them begin to twitch. Not a few moments later, Saki felt Kouta cum inside of her.
Saki had had guys cum inside her before. Most of the time they wore a condom, but mistakes happened, or it felt better without, or some other excuse meant that sometimes Saki felt a few ropes of cloudy jizz slap against her cervix. She’d never gotten pregnant, but some of the guys had really wanted to see her with a big belly.
Kouta’s ejaculation was totally different. It wasn’t a few ropes, but a constant stream. It was like someone had turned on a faucet inside of her, and dog jizz began to fill her insides. Watery and warm, it filled her tunnel like a water balloon. “It’s in me…! Dog cum…! In my womb…!” she gasped, her eyes wide with amazement. Saki’s hand tightly gripped Akiko’s as another orgasm rushed through Saki.
What really amazed Saki, and made sure she kept cumming and cumming, was that Kouta’s faucet didn’t stop. It kept pumping out more and more into her. One minute became two, and two became four, and four became ten, and the dog kept filling Saki, even as a steady rain of droplets was already coming out of the almost cum-tight seal of his knot buried inside her.
Saki, drooling onto the bed, stared at Akiko. “Thissshhh issss amashiiiinnnngggggg…” she moaned wetly.
It took another ten minutes for Kouta’s knot to deflate, but it didn’t stop the hound from trying to pull himself out early. Each time he tried, his knot pulled at Saki’s insides, making her feel like he was trying to pull her entire pussy out with his knot. It was agonizing, but in the best way she could imagine. When he finally pulled himself out, a wet POP filled the room, and the sound of a large amount of slimy dog cum pouring out of Saki’s hole. Saki felt the last few spurts from Kouta’s cock spray across her back, and she almost wished she wasn’t tied up.
Instead, Saki watched as Akiko called Kouta over, and she took the still hard cock into her mouth. Moaning, the older woman thoroughly tongue-cleaned Kouta’s cock, drinking in the taste of his cum and Saki’s pussy. Only when Akiko noticed Saki’s half-focused eyes watching her did she realize what Saki might have wanted.
“Oh! Sorry sweety. Here, try it.” She brought Kouta’s cock in front of Saki’s mouth, and the blonde girl brought her mouth around the tip. The taste and smell were strong, and her head began to swim, but she loved it. She was already thinking about how she could suck Kouta off at home without her mom knowing.
Actually, maybe her mom could join in some time? Something for her to think about later.
A few hours later, the girls were cuddling in the bed, having spent a lot of time 69ing and seeing how Kouta’s jizz changed the taste of each others’ pussies. Akiko rested her head on Saki’s huge bust, and Kouta lay on top of Akiko. Saki played with Akiko’s short, black hair.
“Hey Akiko,” Saki said quietly. Sakiko replied with a muffled, sleepy noise. “You know that fertility treatment you do for ladies? I could have your babies, right?”
Akiko stopped, lifted her head, and looked at Saki over Saki’s nipple and broad, plate-sized areola. “Yeah, you could,” she said. “Do… do you want to?”
Saki grinned. “It would be fun, wouldn’t it? You’d get to see my tits get even bigger, and play with my big belly!”
Akiko grew bright red, then buried her head between Saki’s cleavage.
“But could you do something for me?” Saki asked. Akiko looked up. Saki motioned toward Kouta. “Could you use that same idea to carry Kouta’s puppies?”
Akiko’s jaw dropped, but Saki saw that Akiko’s biologist mind was already racing through the possibilities. Her brow furrowed, her lips pursed, she showed all the signs of truly, thoroughly, running through the different ways of approaching the problem of having her get pregnant with puppies.
After a minute of silence, Akiko looked directly at Saki, and kissed her lovingly. “I’ll find a way, and we can both have litters!”
Saki was very excited at that.