Such an eventful journey
#4 of It must run in the family
Ben laughed from the front seat of the car, the sound of the laugh almost menacing to the ears of the helpless female in the back. They had only been driving for four hours, and listen to her! She was moaning and wriggling, the harsh sound of a slurping tongue clear, one of her legs almost resting on the floor as he navigated them ever northwards. That huge form resting over his niece only made him swell, his cock hardening uncomfortably, making him wish they could have a pitstop - he really did wonder what his dogbitch of a niece was like, and what those plump lips would look like wrapped around him while he thrust himself into her throat. A muffled scream slid from her throat as that ebony and tan doggy body mounted her again, a pool of dog seed already drying against the seat and her thighs. As those muscular hips began to drive that knotted cock deep within her, he slowed down, letting a truck driver see the bestial act happening in the car.
He had to stifle another laugh as the man veered away, his eyes wide and his mouth open - and it was only then that he noticed the pit-bull hanging his head out the window. A soft moan from behind him, draws his eyes back to the backseat, and the sight greeting him makes his hips hunch up and a longing moan slide from his lips. Her pale skin was flushed, scratches clear over her torso and hips, even her ass had scratches down where the dog had been so anxious to pump his bitch full. That glorious long hair, ebony hair glittering with blue, was matted and tangled, falling around her face and masking her face from view. Col had twisted around with his bitch, his tail resting in the cleft of her ass, the stump twitching every single time fertile doggycum slid through him and pumped into his exhausted owner. She raised her tear-stained face, mint-green eyes darker with exhaustion, her lips swollen and sore from being bitten and she begged him. "P-please uncle Ben! I-I can't take anymore! Please let him ride with you! I-if he fucks me any more, I won't be ab-able to sit for a week!"
That begging voice had him fumbling for the zipper on his pants, needing to loosen the constriction - he was almost too horny, almost ready to blow his load without a single reason beyond the visual and audial aid behind him. His eyes constantly flick to the rearview mirror, and as he spots a garage, he indicates, turning off but heading round the back of the building. As he pulled up, the sudden braking had Col's knot tugged from the screeching girl, a cascade of fresh cum pooling underneath her. He grabbed the dogs collar before he could turn back to the female, but the dog didn't fight him, his ears dropping back against his head. The poor dog was actually stiff-legged, unable to walk properly and requiring help to get into the front. Lia was panting and keening softly, her back cramped into leaving her gaping slit, still oozing dog-cum, wide open and for his taking. He pumped his fist briefly over his cock, before standing behind her and grabbing her hips. "Beg for me to fuck you gently, bitch."
He didn't even wait for her to say anything, instead thrusting his hips forwards, and forcing his way into her. Despite the dozen dog-fuckings she had received today, she was still tight enough for him to feel her all around - and for him to be felt within her. She lifted her head, screaming out as he wrapped her hair around his hands and tugged, encouraging her to scream as he grinds himself in against her roughly. She wasn't fighting him, her hips were seeking his whenever he pulled himself most the way out - but the kinky little dog-slut appeared to enjoy the pain of half a day's worth of dog-fucking followed by her own uncle shoving his way inside her. He settled within her for a minute, just enjoying that sloppy warmth, his hands releasing her hair as he strokes his hand against her sweaty back, soothing the muscles there before he began his rough thrusts again, fingers digging into her hip with one hand, the other seeking her collar and unsnapping it. He pulls himself free of her and tugs her body around, cock nudging at her lips until she opens them. As he thrusts himself deep into her throat and she gags, he arches his back. It was heaven for Ben, leaving him unable to see the sight he had wanted to. His hips pump back and forth, her lips glistening with a mixture of dogcum, her own thinner juices and her uncles precum.
She whimpers softly, her throat working, her arms too tired to hold her up, only his grasp on her collar and hair holding her up. He spasmed, before cumming, filling her mouth and throat with salty seed. As his climax ebbed, he pulled back, ropes of his seed splashing over her face and hair. He shuddered at the sight, and grabbed his phone from the front of the car, snapping a quick picture before pulling away and wiping himself over her cheek. "Does the dirty slut need a drink? Hm?" Again he never waited for an answer, just zipping up his pants and making his way to the front of the garage, grabbing his wallet but leaving his niece open and waiting for anyone. He took his time, flirting with the female attendant as he grabs crisps and chocolate, bottles of coke and water. He grabbed far more than he and Lia would need, making sure to grab some bits for Col as well. As he walked outside, carrying two large bags of stuff, he can hear a muffled growling and an extremely loud grunting.
He had to laugh when he peeked around the corner. That hairy trucker and his dog were pumping their cocks in and out of his niece at a furious pace, no sound coming from Lia, though the dog cock currently seeming set on knotting her throat would have taken care of that. The trucker was pounding himself into his nieces tight ass. He himself had yet to use it, but judging from how tightly closed his eyes were - the guy wasn't too far from blowing his nuts into the willing, or unwilling girl below him. The pitbull, however, had his niece in his clutches, claws scraping her breasts as he hunches his hips, forcing her mouth open enough to accept the knot behind her teeth. Leaving her gagging and mostly unable to breathe, the heavily brindled frame jolting his hips lazily as he barks with every single surge of cum into the bitchs throat.
The trucker grunted, his hips speeding up and making Lia arch and scream, the sound just barely noticeable as her ass was stuffed full. He slapped it roughly as he pulled himself back, barely able to support his weight before he muttered. "Trust you to tie with a tramp one way or another Trigger. Come on, let her go!" The dog utters a soft growl before he slides his still hard, tapered length from her mouth, leaving coughing and gasping. As the trucker grabbed hold of the dog collar around his muscled pets neck and tugged, he looked up and winced. "Eh, hope you didn't mind, me and my boy were horny after your show and when we saw the bitch there - we couldn't resist." Col leapt from the car, and padded up to Trigger, sniffling at his cock before licking at it briefly, causing the pitbull to hunch his hips.
"Where ya headed, with the dogslut and her lover?" The trucker was alight with curiosity, his eyes fixing on Col and the size of the huge dog. "I sure wouldn't mind watching her take that dog of hers again - and neither would some of the boys!" He laughs, before tugging Trigger away from Col, the two dogs having been play-bowing and wrestling about with vile snarls, though only saliva was pressed to fur. "If I see ya about, I'll be sure to watch for your girl there." Ben stared at Lia, and the quivering mess she was left, before back at the trucker. "We'll be away for a week or so, taking a trip to visit relatives - they own their own land, and have a pack of wolf and wolf-dogs." At the mans knowing smirk, Ben nods, and whistles, calling for Col to join him again.
Taking pity on Lia, he leaves three bottles of coke and a couple of the snacks that he had bought and covers her with the blanket he had supplied for Col to lay on originally. "Sleep well, little niece - you'll need your sleep before we get to Sarah and Johns." He chuckles softly, his eyes back on the road as he begins driving again, Col slumping against the front-seat and chomping on some crisps, given to him to liven him back up to be awake for what was coming.
Comment and vote to read what will be happening to Lia when Ben drives them to Sarah and Jone's 'animal preserve' - and remember, Sarah and John enjoy their canines in just the same way as Lia does Col...and find out the truckers ideas for a 'pitstop'.