CHAPTER 27

Claire got into position by sitting on the floor while leaning back against the couch. "Come on, Sultan, get your big dick up here so I can suck that pretty doggy-dick of yours."

Sultan walked over to her, panting and smiling.

"Bitch-Blow-Job!" Claire repeated, as Sultan climbed over her, slapping her face with his big, wet, dick. At Claire's urging, he jumped up to place his front paws on the couch next to her head. Claire then scooted under him, leaned back, and stared at the hard dog-cock mere inches from her face. She had been practicing this new trick with Sultan; it allowed her to get into a comfortable position while sucking his dick. He was too tall for her otherwise.

"Good boy, Sultan!" Claire said, running her hands along his sleek body and licking her lips. Sultan wagged his tail at being praised, making his long, pink cock sway back and forth in front of the horny teenager.

Claire felt along the length of his shaft and gently cupped Sultan's huge balls. She wasted no time and opened her mouth. She took him deep on her first head-bob, sucking gently. "Mmmm, mmmm!" she moaned, pulling her face off of his cock with a loud slurp. "I think Claire loves Bitch-Blow-Jobs as much as you do, Sultan!"

The pretty teenager slid her head on the thick dog cock until she felt the horny animal begin to spray his thin pre-cum into her mouth. She smiled and swallowed as she sucked and stroked.

Claire slipped her right hand into her panties and slid a finger up and down her wet slit, opening herself up. Her other hand continued to pleasure Sultan and keep his cock firmly lodged in her mouth.

"Oh, Sultan, what a nice cock you have," Claire said. She watched it as it left her mouth, hard, thick, and wet. Sultan's cock was now colored deep-red with pulsing purple veins. She loved the way it slid down her throat. Claire watched his knot swelling; growing thicker and thicker before her eyes.

Sultan was growing impatient with Claire's gentle blow-joy. He preferred to fuck his bitches fast and hard. He curled his back and began to hump her face, sending his huge cock down Claire's gullet. Claire quickly grabbed Sultan's knot to keep him from driving his fat cock down her throat again.

Claire pulled her mouth off his huge shaft with a long, wet, slurp. "Sultan, what did I tell you about face-fucking Claire?" she said.

"Only when I tell you to, remember?" Sultan squirted on her cheek. Claire wrapped her lips around Sultan's cock once again, gave it a quick suck, gripped his knot firmly and said, "OK, sweetheart, you can "Face-Fuck-the-Bitch."

The Sultan whined with joy. He began to hump again, hesitantly at first. Claire tilted her head and allowed his long, fat, cock to push down her throat until his huge, purple knot was pressed against her lips. Claire pulled her head back, feeling the thick, slimy, dog-dick being extracted from her throat. There was something primal about letting a dog hump her face, and Claire loved it.

"Face-Fuck-the-Bitch-Slow!" Claire commanded, not wanting Sultan to ravage her throat. "Slow Sultan!" she warned. Claire put her mouth on his cock again and controlled Sultan's humping motions with a firm grip on his knot. Sultan's cock slid in and out of her mouth and throat with ease, while Claire relaxed with her back against the couch.

"Mmmm, mmmm!" Claire moaned, enjoying the gentle love-making from the big, dominant dog. She put a hand back into her panties and used two fingers to massage her clit, moving them in small, tight, circles. Occasionally, she would plunge those same fingers deep inside of her pussy, fucking herself a few time, then returning to her clitoris.

Sultan loved Claire's mouth, it was warm and wet, and he liked the tickling tongue probing his piss-slit and the way his bitch sucked his cock into her food-hole. But, he wanted more.

Claire knew Sultan was anxious to cum and have his way with her. She could tell by the way his cock squirted more pre-cum into her mouth and the way Sultan began to dance and wiggle. He was getting impatient and struggled to restrain himself.

Claire was pleased with Sultan's behavior. He was showing a lot of control for such a horny, lust-filled, animal. Claire decided he had been good long enough. She removed his cock from her throat just long enough to say, "Do it Sultan! Face-Fuck-the-Bitch-Fast! Fuck-her-Fast, Sultan!"

That was what Sultan was waiting for! He began to drive his cock into Claire's face, using her mouth like a pussy. With his front paws on the couch and his rear paws on the ground, it was almost the same position he used to fuck his bitches, though he missed wrapping his paws around her and holding her tight.

Claire allowed herself to be used like a doggy-cum-dump. She encouraged him with her mews, moans and whimpers. She released her grip on his knot, pulling her head back just far enough to keep it from slamming into her teeth. Claire loved the feeling of his shaft driving into her mouth and impaling her throat. She timed her breathing with his actions and revealed in the knowledge she was giving him such animalistic pleasure. Her fingers danced on her clit and she used her other free hand to grope her breasts.

Sultan yowled and Claire felt his cock swell in her mouth. His thick bulbous shaft was stretching her throat and making it bulge with each stroke. She soon felt it spasming and twitching and his potent sperm began emptying into her stomach. When he pulled back to drive into her once again, she pulled her head back to tongue his piss-slit. She was rewarded with his ejaculate splashing into her mouth. She was only able to savor it for a moment, just before his thick shaft plowed into her once again.