Cave

She stared with trepidation at the

big dog sitting on the porch, barring her

way, but he just licked her

nervously proferred hand and

let her pass through the half-open door into the

dark hall where his hand

clapped over her mouth and she was

propelled face first against the wall with his

other hand busy at her waist, her heart

pounding as her jeans and her

panties became a hobble round her knees, his

thick fingers finding her wetness and his thumb

brushing her anus as she

arched shamelessly to let him, thinking that the

sign on the gate was wrong and

shouldn’t read “Cave Canem” but

“Cave Virum”.

 <Cave=”Word Ejaculation, weekly erotica writing prompt” href=”http://wordejaculation.com/2011/Cave-wank-wednesday/” Read all the Wank Wednesday erotic writing for Cave on Word Ejaculation </a>