AH-1038  The Canine Lovers
(Craig Price)


Chapter 1

I held his stiff joint in my fingers as he urged me on.
"That's okay, play with it a little," Ralph said, "but put the thing in your mouth and
suck on it. You'll get a big thrill if you do."
Ralph patted my leg for added measure. I went to work running my fingers up and
down his long warm pole. It was both smooth and firm, and the longer I stroked it the
more curious I grew about what it would be like in my mouth.
My older sister Alice told me one time about how she had gone down on a boy as
school and had loved it. In fact, she liked it so well that they both got accustomed to it
and she wound up marrying him.
It was anything but my ambition to marry Ralph, the television repairman. For one
thing, he was married with two kids, but he maintained his image as a stud around
town, a reputation he had enjoyed since he moved to Bakersfield from Oklahoma some
ten years before, I found out just how convincing he could be that bright autumn
afternoon when he showed up a few minutes after three, shortly after I arrived home
from school, to fix our television. Mother was at work and Zeke, my stepfather, was
shooting pool and drinking beer in a bar down the street. After Ralph fixed the set he
got to feeling real itchy, stroking his big dick, the outline of which I could clearly see
through his trousers. He was so huge that I couldn't help but look.
"Now that I helped you and got your set working, maybe you can help me with a little
something, Jane," he said softly.
"What's that?"
"This big prick of mine is getting restless, and you're not helping matters any."
"What do you mean by that?"
"I mean that you look so goddamned gorgeous, just standing there in that pretty little
skirt that I can't help but get hard. I want you, little girl, I want you."
We were standing there right in the middle of the den. I got so hypnotized looking at
that hardon that I just had to do something. I'd jerked a few cocks at school, and one
time I stayed with it till it exploded, getting a load of goo on my hand, but I never had
gone so far as to slip one in my mouth.
But this was different. Ralph was a grown man and a good-looking one at that. I felt
honored that he was so attracted to me since he had a reputation for going after the
better looking girls in town. I stood there looking at his hard-on with my mouth open
until he unzipped his fly and pulled his hard prick out. He fondled it in his fingers,
keeping it good and warm for me.
"Come and get it," he had whispered softly. That's when the hypnotic spell hit me as I
walked forward, barely aware of where I was or what I was doing, and took the hard
peter from out of his hands. I stroked on it awhile, until he started begging me to slip it
in my mouth.
I took that last bold step, inserting it into my mouth and sucking rapidly in an up and
down motion. I dropped to my knees as I worked it briskly in my mouth.
"Oh, Jane, that's the motion," he gasped encouragingly. "Now run those fingers around
my balls while you're sucking me."
I did just like he said, continuing to roll my tongue around the silky head of his
mammoth stick as I stroked his hot balls, which made his gaping even more
pronounced.
"Stay with me, baby, and you'll get a nice hot load," he promised. "Don't let it shock
you. Just stay with it and catch my protein lunch. It'll be real good for you. You'll be
glad you did."
His conversation spurred me on all the more as I pumped my tongue up and down his
stick. He ran his fingers sensuously through my hair to provide added impetus to my
movements.
Ralph's big dick was warm and smooth to the touch, and my tongue was enjoying the
contact. I vowed that I wouldn't get shocked when the goo came out of it. I'd had goo
once, only the other time it was on my fingers. This time I was going to get the chance
to swallow it.
"Oh, do you give great head," he lauded. "I wish I was married to you. You're so good,
that sucking's wild."
It wasn't long after that that he let out a loud gasp and the hot juice spilled out of the
end of his rod and into my mouth. There was so much of it and it shot into me so fast
that I sputtered a little, but managed to stop short of coughing. I was determined to
stay with his juice and enjoy every drop of it. Due to my sputtering, a little of the
jissum trickled out of the side of my mouth, but most of it remained and I swallowed it
joyously, enjoying the load.
"I'll have to take you to a motel some night when my old lady's not around," he
whispered affectionately. "If you're that good at sucking head I'll bet you're a beautiful
fuck, too."
Right then the front door slammed.
"My God," I couldn't help but exclaim.
"What's that?" Zeke's sharp ears picked up my exclamation. My stepfather knew right
where the sound had come from, striding right into the den and catching Ralph with
his pants still unzipped.
"Hi Zeke," Ralph said calmly. "I fixed your television set."
"Right now I've got something else on my mind," Zeke's eyes reddened with impending
rage. "You lecherous sonofabitch. What the hell are you up to?"
'What do you mean?"
"Your fly's open."
"So it is. I guess the zipper must have fell loose."
"Sure, sure, and I suppose that's spilled milk over there on the rug. You sarcastic
bastard. My girl's been sucking your dick. You'd better clear out of here before I beat
the shit out of you."
"Now, now, let's not fight," Ralph grinned confidently, zipping up, then picking up his
parts kit. "Remember, I've got a little something on you, which means we should both
act a little more civilized."
"What the hell you talking about?"
"Memories are awful short, aren't they," he chuckled as he headed toward the door.
"Yeah, I guess you've forgotten about what I caught you and my wife doing in the
bushes at the church social just a few months ago. Hell, you were ramming that hot
pecker of yours into her snatch like it was your first fuck in twenty years. I not only
didn't say anything about it to Martha, but I didn't even get pissed at you. I just told
you that once was enough and I didn't expect to see you do it again. I suppose you
don't remember that."
"Get the hell out of here," Zeke shouted, his face flushed with rage. "And don't ever let
that happen again."
"Fair enough," he shrugged, "just as long as I don't catch you fucking around with my
wife either."
The door closed behind him and I was left to face a half-drunk, mean Zeke. For about
the last year and a half he had been doing all he could to entice me into bed with him.
I'd hate it when Mother would be away for that reason. One time he got so angry when
I refused him that I took off outside and ran for three blocks, not that he'd chase me.
He had a little more sense than that. But it goes to show you just how scared I would
get when he was pissed.
He looked even more pissed now than he had the other time, probably because Ralph
had gotten something that he wanted but that I had refused him. The one part of him
that was the most dangerous of all when you crossed him was his ego.
"So all I've gotta do is turn my back for a few minutes and you're going down on the
television repairman. It just goes to show how far you can be trusted." The smell of
beer was all over his breath as he stepped forward menacingly toward me. "I think I'll
get me a little something since you're in such a generous mood."
"No, please don't," I sighed helplessly.
"Ah shit, you don't have to be afraid of your stepfather."
"Please don't," I repeated. He kept right on moving toward me menacingly as I
continued backing up. Next thing I knew I was backed against the wall with nowhere
to go and nothing to call on but his mercy, and fat chance I had relying on that. "Leave
me alone. Please let me go. I'm sorry I sucked on Ralph's cock. I won't let it happen
again."
"I know you won't, but that isn't the point right now. Knowing that he got it made me
feel more in the mood. You oughta give me a little something to make me happy."
Zeke unzipped his trousers and pulled out his hot stick. It was about as long as Ralph's,
but skinnier. While it dangled proud and tall in front of him he grabbed me' by the
hair and pulled me down to my knees.
"You're hurting me," I shrieked.
"Damn right I am," he laughed, "and this is just the beginning if you don't do just what
I tell you. You really piss me off, doing it with him without batting an eye, then doing
everything you can to turn me down. I don't like it. My male pride's at stake."
He yanked on my hair and pulled me down. I screamed once more and he slapped my
face to keep me quiet.
"You'd better shut up or I'll slap the shit out of you," he threatened in his meanest
tone.
About that time I decided I might as well accept my fate. He'd have his way or break
me in two. As much as I hated him and as much as I disliked ever giving him the
satisfaction of screwing me, I'd rather give in than get beat up.
I ran my tongue over the tip of his prick. I felt like vomiting, he disgusted me so much.
I could sniff that beer breath as he started gasping with satisfaction when I sucked him.
"Now you're learning," he laughed, letting go of my hair for the moment, but still
applying some pressure to the back of my neck just to let him know that he was firmly
in charge.
As difficult as it was, I let my tongue slip up and down his prick as he enjoyed every
second of it, finally obtaining the kind of suck he had sought from me for over a year.
He had a good load stored up, and it didn't take many tongue strokes for him to shoot.
When he did I spat up most of his juice, which splashed to the rug.
"You little bitch, why didn't you eat it?" he slapped me across the face. "You only
wasted a little bit of Ralph's, but you had to spit mine out. Were you doing that just to
be ornery?"
"No, please let me alone," the tears began streaming down my face.
"Like hell I will. I want more."
His fingers went to work intensely as he sought to pry my skirt from me. I tried to pull
away and as I did it ripped. In trying to escape from his clutches I had helped him
along.
"That'll teach you to run," he laughed like a demon, grabbing me and shaking me
roughly. He shook me until I went limp, which was just what he was waiting for, a
chance to finish undressing me.
Zeke finished the job with a few rapid strokes, tearing my skirt off, then pulling off my
panties. By that time I was too shocked and tired to offer resistance. But when he went
further, a new surge of strength entered my body. He pulled me toward him crudely
and tried to throw my body down on the rug.
"Leave me alone," I shouted hysterically, slapping him across the face.
The slap jarred him. He flinched a little, looking at me like he could hardly believe I
would do such a thing.
"Why you ornery little bitch," he spat the words out angrily.
He slapped me several times, then grabbed ahold of me and held me helplessly on the
rug.
"Now I am really gonna give it to you," he promised. "I'm gonna fuck you till you can't
stand it anymore, and make you love it while I'm doing it."
He grabbed me by the hair and pulled as a starter. While he was doing that he forced
his dick inside my cunt. Then he started shoving it around inside me brutally, causing
me to gasp and cry.
"I'll fuck you and fuck and make you like it," he said. "I'll teach you a thing or two. I'll
teach you who's boss around here. There'll be no more of this screwing with somebody
else and turning down old Zeke when his cock feels the need."
That prick of his continued slashing my cunt like it was some kind of threshing
machine. Every once in awhile he would turn loose of my hair, but most of the time he
was yanking and tugging at it, which meant that I was feeling lots of pain in both areas.
After I stopped crying and barely had the strength to make a sound, I was reduced to
sobbing. I lay back barely conscious, in a state of shock from the brutal battering I was
taking from him. That prick continued stabbing back and forth, working its way
around me like a cutlass as he drew closer to climax. The only thing I could hope for at
that point was that he would quickly explode, since that might make him stop.
"Yeah, you're not a bad fuck once you put your mind to it," he gave me a sinister
laugh. "You're nice and tight. There's a lot of sensation down there and I'm gonna take
advantage of every bit of it."
Not only was he apparently determined to take advantage of every bit of sensation
within me, he was apparently planning to take advantage of me in every way. First he
had forced me to blow him, and now he was giving me a vicious cunt fuck. And it was
also tragic to think of the future and how frequently he would expect fucks and sucks.
As he drew close to orgasm he tugged at my hair several times, let out a few gasps, and
finally sighed.
"This is it, this is it," he announced.
Zeke shot his rocks off inside my love nest. I felt relieved after he removed his rigid
prick from my snatch.
"Now you know a little something about giving old Zeke pleasure when he asks for it,"
Zeke jumped up to his feet and laughed. His eyes were staring down at me as he zipped
up. "Now clean up the cum on the rug and make up some kind of excuse about that
skirt. That is, if anybody finds out about it. It needs some mending. I'm gonna go out
and have me a few beers."
I watched him as he walked out the door. I hated him so bad right then that, if I had
had a gun or knife at that moment I probably would have snuffed out his life without
batting an eye.
It would still be another hour before my mother got home from work, and Zeke would
probably stay in the bar drinking beer for two to three hours, judging by past
performances. I felt dirty all over, so I decided to take a shower.
When I took off my blouse and bra and let my nude body bask in the warm waters of
the tub I realized how badly he had hurt me. I was aching from head to toe. The longer
I stayed in there, and I made sure that I took plenty of time, the more I realized that it
was definitely time for me to make a move.
We had been bumming around Central and Northern California for most of my life,
while my father was alive along with after he died. Bakersfield was as far south as we
had made it, and that was shortly after my mother had married Zeke. I remember how
I had argued with her against marrying him. So had my sister. But she was determined
to have her way, even if it made us miserable.
He was a no good lazy bum who sponged off her. She worked while he sat around and
drank beer. I had finally made it to my senior year of high school, even though I was
the oldest girl in my class, due to all the moving I had done through the years with my
family.
There was one thing that Zeke didn't get by raping me, and I was glad of it. He didn't
break my cherry. That had been accomplished some one year back by Gary, a young
mechanic in the neighborhood who had since gotten married. It would have been
terrible if Zeke had been able to derive that satisfaction as well. It was funny, too, that
Gary had been the only other man in my life who had been inside my love nest. I'm
glad he had. It would have been tragic for Zeke's rape act to have been the act that split
my cherry.
The longer I stayed under that shower the more my brain cleared from the terrible
ordeal that my body had been under. And the more it cleared the more I got to
thinking about something that had been running through my mind ever since Mother
had married Zeke – leaving home. I was sick to my stomach of being tied down to that
house, of having all these responsibilities to take care of, and of not being able to lead a
normal life like most girls my age. I was eighteen, not far away from nineteen, and
wanted a little independent adventure. It's for damned sure that I wanted something
more than working my tail off so Zeke could get drunk and play pool.
By the time I dried myself off I had made my decision. I would make my move. I
Would leave Bakersfield and head for Los Angeles, somewhere I'd never been but had
always wondered about. I'd talked to enough people from there to know that a goodlooking 
girl like myself would have a much easier time making it there. Particularly
since I wouldn't have goddamned Zeke anywhere around me.
Sure, I felt sorry for Mother, but I had to start feeling sorry for myself. After all, Mother
had married him even after my sister and I had tried to convince her every which way
that she shouldn't. And she was still putting up with all his crap. If she liked him that
well she could keep him as far as I was concerned, but I was getting out.
I dressed quickly, packing all my belongings, even stuffing the torn skirt inside my
suitcase. Perhaps I could fix it sometime and get some more wear out of it. The closer I
got to bolting through that door for the last time the more squeamish I began feeling. It
was a big move, there was no doubt about it, but it had to be made. I thought about
writing a letter to Mother, but decided against it. I wanted to take her strictly by
surprise. I would write later, after I got myself situated. That's what I would do.
I took a deep breath and walked out that door, looking around on all sides of me to see
if anybody was around that I knew. Fortunately the street was deserted and I broke into
a rapid gait as I headed for the downtown section, where I hoped to catch the first bus
for Los Angeles.
When I arrived at the bus station and asked the ticket man when the next bus would be
leaving for Los Angeles, he looked at me sympathetically, shook his head, and said:
"Sorry, Miss, but the last one pulled out fifteen minutes ago."
"I'm always getting the nasty breaks," I shook my head disgustedly. "When's the next
one?"
"Won't be until eight in the morning."
"Just my luck."
"Sorry."
"It's not your fault."
I walked slowly and defeatedly into the restaurant-bar next door to the station. I
thought I'd have a cup of coffee and do some serious thinking about what my next step
should be. I could always go back home and make my move the next day. But I didn't
want to go back there, then or never. This time I had made a successful escape as far as
the bus station. Next time maybe I wouldn't. An idea hit me. I had enough money to
stay at a hotel. That would solve the problem of going home, and I could get the first
bus for Los Angeles the next day.
As I sipped my coffee and thought about where I should stay, a voice interrupted my
train of thought:
"Could you pass the cream, please," it said in a resonant masculine tone.
I turned and passed the cream to a handsome man in his late twenties who was seated
several stools over from me at the counter. He had wavy black hair and sparkling dark
eyes. A girl sat on the other side of him. She was red-haired and sexy. Downright
gorgeous. They made an exceptionally good-looking couple.
'Thank you," he smiled.
"You're welcome."
"So you missed the last bus for the day," he said.
"How'd you know?"
"I heard the man on the loudspeaker next door say that the last one was pulling out
several minutes ago, and here you are with your suitcase sipping coffee. It means you
missed the last one."
"That's right. I did."
"What do you plan to do now?"
"Wait over and get one out tomorrow," I shrugged, wondering why he was suddenly
pumping me. He was handsome and I liked the friendliness in his voice, but I wasn't
about to trust him at that point, since I didn't know him.
"Listen, Lenore here and I were just stopping to relax and have a cup of coffee," he
explained. "We're getting ready to leave in just a few minutes. You're heading for LA,
right?"
"That's right."
"Whereabouts?"
"I don't exactly know yet."
"Well we live in West Hollywood, where so much of the action is. Anyway, we'd be
glad to have you ride along with us."
"Well, I wouldn't want to put you out." I was at a crossroads. I still didn't completely
trust him, even though I liked him so far, but I didn't really like the idea of staying over
in town one night, either. There was no telling what Mother would do after she came
home and found that I wasn't there. If she searched fast and hard enough there was
always the chance that somehow she could find me before the bus pulled out in the
morning, which! didn't want to happen.
"No trouble at all," he assured me quickly. "I feel sorry for anybody that gets stuck out
on the road. It happened to me often enough when I was in the Army. I was forever
sticking that thumb of mine out to get a ride, and sometimes it was an awfully long
wait. By the way, my name's Eddie and this is Lenore."
"How do you do," I said. Lenore gave me a big smile. She looked as friendly as Eddie.
"Okay, I'll go with you," I finally decided.
"Good. Our car's parked in front," Eddie smiled. We gulped down the remainder of our
coffee. I made a move to pick up my check, but Eddie thwarted me. "No, let me take
care of that."
'Thank you."
"You're quite welcome."
Lenore and I strode toward the door, standing in the doorway as Eddie paid both
checks.
"He's a good guy," Lenore said, "always wanting to help people."
"Yes, he is."
Perhaps my luck was changing. Eddie, at least so far, was certainly a far cry from
sonofabitch Zeke.


Chapter 2

Not only did Eddie seem like one of the nicest guys I ever met. He drove a Jaguar and
carried himself like real class. He and Lenore talked to me quite a bit, but the
conversation was at a light, casual level and for a good hour or so I didn't know much
more about either one of them than I had when I met them at the station.
"You have any idea where you wanna go when we get into town?" Eddie asked me as
the car hummed along the highway. It was practically empty except for the trucks we
passed.
"No, I'll probably just get me some little room somewhere until I can get myself
situated."
"What kind of work are you looking for?"
"I'd like to get some secretarial work, something like that, but in the beginning I'll take
anything. Maybe I could get a waitress' job. I've done work like that before. I can do
something like that while I'm going to secretarial school or something."
He asked no more about my future plans until we drew close to the city. Then he came
up with a suggestion:
"Tell you what. Since you don't have anywhere to go right away, why don't you come
over to my apartment and let Lenore fix us both a nice dinner. Then maybe we can talk
a little about your future. I think I might be able to help you land something."
"When Eddie takes a personal interest in you, baby, you can't help but profit," Lenore
assured me.
A few minutes later we were in Hollywood. I was flabbergasted at my first look at the
place where Eddie lived. It was one of those skyscraper apartments on Sunset. He
parked his Jaguar in the subterranean garage and we took the elevator up to his twelfth
floor room. The carpets were plush purple and the thickest I had ever seen. It was hard
to believe I had come this far from the likes of Zeke this fast. Zeke would have been
thrown out of a place like this in nothing flat.
Eddie unlocked the door to his apartment, stepping aside and saying to me with a
smile:
"Step on inside and have a look."
I walked in and looked around. The living room was spacious and beautifully decorated,
with classy paintings hung on the wall. There was a combination television-stereo unit
on one side of the room and a bar on the other. The thick green drapes were drawn
shut at the picture window.
"Open up the drapes and have a look," Eddie suggested.
I drew the drapes open and got a look at the lights of the city. It was all so impressive
that it gave me the goosepimples. The best I would be able to afford was some tiny little
room somewhere.
"I'll fix us all a drink," Eddie said, walking over to the bar and starting to mix them. He
flipped on a wall switch, after which beautiful soft music drifted into the room from an
FM music station.
"Sit down, dear, and relax," Lenore grinned.
Eddie walked in with the drinks.
"Hope Scotch and soda agrees with you," he said as he handed me a glass.
"As well as anything else, I guess," I shrugged.
My comment caused both of them to laugh. They probably recognized that I had done
very little drinking of any kind. The music continued filtering into the room and the
drink made me feel restful. I was like a million miles away from my Bakersfield home
and everything about it that I hated.
When I finished my first drink Eddie mixed a second round for us all. Even though I
knew I should have stopped at one I kept right on going. I was still going when the
third round was ready. But I was spinning fast into drunkenness. Eddie and Lenore
were both on the high side.
As I sipped my third drink I soon noticed I had company on the sofa where I was
sitting. It was Eddie, and his arm was around me.
"You know, I thought you were a doll, right from the beginning," he whispered in my
ear.
"Thank you," I gave him a pleasant smile.
"I really dig you."
He planted his lips against mine gently. I liked the way he kissed so well that I planted
one of my own on his lips. I was warming up to the challenge briskly.
"You're a sweet kid," he said, reaching inside my blouse with his fingers. He let them
roam until they were massaging my tits. "Boy, I figured you had a good set of knockers,
even though that blouse doesn't begin to do for you what the kind I'd buy you would.
You're stacked, baby, real stacked."
The drinks had lessened my inhibitions to the point where my Puritan training, which
I'd followed to the point of having very little sex up to that stage of my life, wouldn't
give me away. We kept on exchanging lip kisses while he continued massaging my tits
with his fingers.
"Relax, baby, relax, we're gonna fly to the moon," he told me. Then his tongue worked
its way inside my mouth. Our tongues splashed against each other. Then they locked
fervently.
Lenore was watching us as she sipped her drink from a chair not far away. She
appeared to be enjoying herself, judging by the way she would smile whenever we
stepped up our action.
Eddie hypnotized me with his kisses. When he pulled his tongue from out of my mouth
he looked at me and said:
"Let's take off our clothes."
"You're the boss."
"I'll help you."
He did more than help. He stripped me completely naked. Then, as I watched, he
stripped himself. Eddie was a beautiful man undressed. He had a trim form that did
things to me, particularly between my legs, which was the very place where he wanted
me to be impressed.
Lenore got up from the chair and walked over toward the window, drawing the drapes.
"We might as well head for the bedroom," Lenore looked at Eddie and suggested.
"Just what I was gonna suggest."
I wondered why Lenore was including herself in the act. Could they have some kind of
wild orgy planned? I had heard of things like that happening, particularly in Southern
California, where I listened to stories of girlfriends at school who had attended groovy
parties in the area. Many of the people at the parties were so uninhibited that they were
willing to screw every which way. I wondered if Eddie and Lenore were like that, and if
so just how far they were planning to go with me.
"How do you like our hall of mirrors?" Eddie winked at me as he led me into the
bedroom. It had a fantastic sized bed that looked big enough for four giants to occupy
at one time, along with mirrors on all sides, which had caused Eddie to make the
comment, "We like to see what we're doing in here. Don't we, Lenore?"
"That we do."
Eddie ran his hands over my body, letting them slide up and down my back. He then
caressed my buttocks cheeks. I loved the gentleness of his movements. He was working
into the act of love in the way that I thought it had been meant to be worked into.
While his fingers were sliding erotically around my hack and ass cheeks Lenore was
taking off her clothes. I couldn't help but notice how beautiful her body was when she
got through. Her sexy red hair showered over her shoulders, adding to her appeal,
which was nothing short of glamorous. Her tits stood out firmly and her hips were
shapely and firm. She would be a prize sex package for any lucky man, and the fact that
she was apparently Eddie's girl made him loom all the more impressively.
Eddie gradually guided me downward on the bed, plunging his tongue against my
breasts, which he stroked rapidly, causing me to get hotter every minute. As my body
began trembling Eddie accelerated the pace of his tit licking. When he saw that I was
definitely his to do with as he saw fit he started massaging my tits while he let his
tongue roll around inside my mouth.
"Give her the works, Eddie," Lenore laughed. She was sitting on the edge of the bed
with her fingers on her cunt, running them quickly over her snatch.
While his tongue continued plowing me full of sensations his hot dick entered my cunt.
He slid it in and went to work immediately with powerful thrusting movements.
"Work that dick inside her, baby," Lenore called, continuing to massage her cunt
briskly.
He drove his prick fantastically, keeping a smooth, steady rhythm as it pounded me
with sensation. My own body flipped up to meet his penetrating stabs. To add to the
stimulation he ran his fingers around my tits and plunged his lips fervently against
mine.
"I'm gonna shoot in you, you're a beautiful fuck, you're a beautiful girl," he told me as
he continued plunging.
"Oh, I want it, give it to me," I found myself begging.
It marked the first time in my life that I had ever wanted a map that badly. Sure, Gary
had done it to me once, but it was mainly because I liked him as a person very much
rather than that I was completely carried away with him sexually like I was getting to
be with Eddie.
His busy fingers moved their way down to my buttocks cheeks, which he carefully
caressed, as his dick picked up the tempo, adding speed as he drew nearer to climax.
Lenore was still busily masturbating as she watched us screw. I watched juice spurt out
of her pussy, meaning that she had gotten turned on enough to climax.
"Shoot it in me," I gasped. "I want you, I want you."
With that I shot. He was just three strokes behind me. He fell into my arms and we
locked in a lengthy embrace. As far as I was concerned the embrace could last forever. I
was that happy with Eddie and with his performance.
"Hey, you're not so bad," he whispered.
"Neither are you."
"Why don't you two lovebirds let me get into the act," Lenore tapped Eddie on the
shoulder playfully.
"If there's anything I like almost as well as fucking it's watching two gorgeous broads
go to it," Eddie smiled first at her, then at me.
Eddie got up from the bed at that point. Lenore took his place. Even with the drinks
and the loosening of the inhibitions I felt a little funny over the prospect of making love
to another woman. I had heard of it and had heard of a few girls at school who
approved of it, but I had made a point of staying away from those girls and not having
anything to do with that kind of activity.
Lenore started right in where Eddie left off, kissing me several times on the lips. I
wanted to get up and protest, but something kept me from doing so. The act interested
me, even though I had been afraid of it, and Lenore's beautiful face and body made it
seem that much more exciting. I guess I really wanted the forbidden, and was willing to
settle back and see what it was like.
Once she saw that I enjoyed the kisses she began to extend them, make them much
longer, get me more aroused. Following a steady procession of lip kisses she switched
her efforts to the tongue. She proved every bit as exciting when it came to kissing as
Eddie, who, as I said before, was anything but a slouch.
After she got me good and hot from kissing she dropped her head down and took after
my boobs, letting her tongue slide around them, then nibbling on them. While her
tongue and teeth were going to work on my tits she let her fingers roam to my love
nest, which she played with and got good and hot.
She had a unique way of using just the right amount of finger pressure on my cunt to
get me good and excited. She knew it, too, judging by the way that I was squirming.
"Now you've got her going, baby," Eddie, who was standing up and watching us,
laughed. One long look at his prick told just how excited he was over what was going
on. It was as hard and long as when he fucked me and shot.
His words encouraged her efforts, or at least seemed to, as she sped up the tit licking
and the cunt stroking.
The next time her head dropped her tongue was even with my snatch. She removed her
fingers from my aroused slit and let her tongue make its first entry. She began by
stroking in a slow fashion, letting both of us warm up to what was going on. But before
long she was licking at a fantastic clip, her tongue a darting mass of energy over my
aroused womanhood. My legs kicked up and down and every which way as she turned
on the steam with female tongue power, lashing my moist mound, causing me to cry
out with ecstasy.
"Oh, I love it, give it to me, suck me, suck me, suck me," I gasped.
Her fingers cupped my buttocks cheeks firmly as the feverish sucking pace continued. I
felt all tingly between my legs. It was the first time that anybody had ever gone down
on me, even though several guys at school along with a couple of girlfriends had
wanted to do it to me. I had always thought of it as something shameful and dirty,
some guy or particularly some gal going down on my little girl thing, but suddenly I
had awakened to discover that I wasn't any little girl but a woman, and one who was
enjoying every lapping stroke.
My own fingers encircled her, grabbing her back and holding tight as her tongue
continued to stab me, sending the sensations hurling through my entire aroused body.
"Suck, suck, suck," I sighed.
"This chick must really turn you on," I heard Eddie put in. "I can't remember the last
time I saw you put out this much on a suck for anybody, excepting me."
She drew the juices out of me one time, then promptly went back to work in quest of
more. This time her fingers pawed my legs eagerly, like she was blind with need, as She
whirled her hot tongue around my box, going after her second successive orgasm.
"Drive it in her, baby," Eddie shouted. From the excited tone Eddie used I knew he was
turned on in a big way. One look in his direction told me just how far. I watched hot
jissum spurt out of the end of his hot stick from jacking off. Lenore's effective tongue
job on my slit had done the job.
Just watching Eddie's cock shoot got me that much hotter and closer to a second
orgasm. My legs kicked high above my head with exhilaration as she drew me closer to
climax.
Lenore got so hopped up as I drew near that she began delivering little open-handed
swats to my ass. I used to hate getting swatted on the ass by my mother, but I enjoyed
it the way that Lenore was applying her fingers. They were timely little slaps delivered
effectively with the tips of the fingers, and I loved them.
The result of the hot tongue thrusts, the shooting of Eddie's cock, and the swats on the
ass resulted in me exploding a second time. By that time I was damned tired from the
effects of a hard day, lots of booze, and now loads of sex.
"Looks like our dreamboat could use some rest," Lenore told Eddie as she got up from
the bed. She carried a look of satisfaction with her based on the two orgasms she had
swallowed.
"I want just one thing more from her," Eddie got into bed with me, stroking his penis
until it was rock hard once more. "You see this, sweetheart?" he asked me.
"I'd be blind if I didn't."
"I guess you would. Well, I want to shove it in your mouth. Don't worry, cause you'll
be lying back. I'll take care of all the work."
"So you're gonna ram it down her throat," Lenore said matter-of-factly.
I didn't like the sound of what was coming, but was still interested enough to try it. I
wouldn't have minded blowing him, but he seemed to have in mind a different way
than the one I had grown accustomed to just that day.
He got on top of me, legs resting on each side of my body, and let his hard dick ease
ever so slowly toward my mouth. He was tantalizing me with his huge tool, feeding it
to me methodically, practically begging me to ask for it.
Eddie finally let it slip inside my mouth. Like he had said, there wouldn't be any work
attached to this suck. He was more than happy to take care of the full job himself. He
worked his trim body back and forth with the rhythmic skill of a professional acrobat,
continuing to tease me with his movements, causing me more anticipation. I got all hot
inside watching his ass flail. It was a cute ass, shaped just right to suit me, and the
wiggles it made got me all bent out of shape with desire.
The longer he kept working that tool of his around inside my mouth the greater the
need that developed inside me for it. Gradually the rhythm picked up until he was
pushing and sliding more of his big prick into me.
It didn't take a genius to see what he was ultimately building toward. He wanted to
shove every delicious inch of it inside me, and slowly but surely he was reaching just
that point as his spear continued thrusting within me.
I could hardly believe that his dick could throb me so deep, and make such a big
impact. All I could do was gasp when the pressure became enormous. There was
nothing else to do, since I couldn't talk, what with my entire mouth enveloped by his
excited dong.
He ran his hands over my legs hotly and began flaring back and forth at a faster speed
than before. I hungered for his hot dick and desire swelled inside him to shoot it off in
me.
"Don't kill the poor gal," I heard Lenore say.
Eddie delivered a few slaps like Lenore had hit me with as he continued flaring wildly.
Now he was starting to gasp noticeably as he reached the final stages of the act.
He cupped his hands around my buttocks cheeks and squeezed tightly. Then he let out
a huge sigh as he rammed his phallus as far into my mouth as it would go and froze the
position.
The hot semen spilled into my mouth and I gasped. I tried to catch every bit that was
offered, even though some of the soaring load fell down both sides of my mouth.
When the cock finished spilling juice he released his position and tumbled over on his
back, taking a breather. At that point I needed one even more than he did. Maybe the
throat fuck didn't take any work on my part, but you couldn't tell that to my body,
which was now in a state of almost total exhaustion.
"Feel like anymore screwing?" Lenore walked over toward the bed, leaned over, and
asked.
"I feel like going to sleep for about twenty years."
"You've been broken in by a couple of sex maniacs, baby," she patted my ass playfully.
"She sure has," Eddie laughed. "Tell you what I'll do. I'll sleep in the other bedroom
and let you kids share this bed."
"No, I don't wanna put you out," I made a move to get up.
"Nonsense, honey," Lenore placed a hand on my stomach to keep me right where I
was. "He doesn't mind at all. We gave you quite a workout, along with fixing you
drinks. You're not very used to drinking, are you?"
"No, I'm not," I admitted.
"Well, you just lie back and relax. I'll see you girls in the morning." With that Eddie
walked out of the room, looking completely relaxed, just the way Ralph had looked
after his blow job from me.
Lenore got into bed beside me and began stroking my back slowly but surely. She was
trying to make me feel comfortable. With every increasing stroke I drew ever closer to
sleep.
Before I fell off into dreamland, however, I re fleeted on events of the busiest and
strangest day in my life. I couldn't help but wonder if I had done some very evil things.
First I had succumbed to Ralph's advances and sucked his dick. If I hadn't done that
then it was quite possible that Zeke wouldn't have raped me. The more I thought of it
the more I couldn't help but conclude that it was my own evil that brought on an even
greater and more painful evil. That in turn was compounded by my decision to leave
home. I wondered if maybe I had done the wrong thing there. Oh sure, it was great
being in a fantastic place like the one I was in, but I would only be spending the night
there, and look what I had done to earn my keep.
I couldn't help wondering what the next day would bring. One thing was for sure, I
couldn't keep allowing myself to be used sexually. Feelings of guilt were rushing
through me as I faded and faded and faded.
The feelings of guilt were finally put to rest by sleep. And it came so deeply and
profoundly that it was like a bear settling down for a long winter's nap.
And Lenore slept soundly next to me. She might very well have some surprise up her
sleeve for the next morning.


Chapter 3

The next day started unlike what I had imagined. Instead of having Lenore or Eddie, or
both, swarming all over me making love in every conceivable way, Lenore merely came
into the room, tapped me on the shoulder, and said:
"We've got breakfast ready for you, honey."
"Oh, what time is it?" I yawned.
"It's almost eleven-thirty."
"I slept a long time."
"Well, you were tired."
"That I was."
I ate a big breakfast. Generally I'm a light eater, which helps me maintain my trim
figure, but in this case I let myself go and had several helpings of bacon and an extra
serving of hash browns. With all the energy I had spent screwing plus the dinner I
never had after arriving at Eddie's, I was famished.
After breakfast as we sat around in our robes sipping coffee, Eddie switched
conversation to a serious note.
"I suppose you've wondered a lot about us. I mean about Lenore and me, and how I
keep up a standard of living like this," Eddie looked at me soberly. "I'm sure that's
crossed your mind more than once, hadn't it?"
"Yes," I conceded.
"You wouldn't be normal if it hadn't. Here we pick you up in a Bakersfield bus station
and bring you home into the lap of luxury, a fantastic Hollywood apartment. I've been
careful about keeping my mouth shut about anything that relates to business. Naturally
you've got to wonder just what's up. Well, now I'm gonna tell you. I book people for
acts."
"Oh, an agent?" I nodded. I'd heard so much about Hollywood being the glamorous
movie capital that I was captivated at meeting somebody who was probably an integral
part of it.
"Well, yes, but not in the way that you normally think of one," he explained slowly.
"A different kind of agent," Lenore volunteered.
"Yes. Exactly. You see, I place girls in kinds of acts that titillate grown men. You know,
really turn them on. Right now I'm working in conjunction with bar owners all over
Southern California to place girls in topless cocktail and beer bars. Lenore is one of my
most popular, sought after dancers."
"You mean the girls that shake their butts and tits around?"
"You've got it, baby," Lenore laughed, "and the boys dig seeing my butt and tits."
"Who could blame them," Eddie grinned. "You see, Jane, any interest in you was partly
selfish from the first time I laid eyes on that beautiful bod of yours. I've got a good eye
when it comes to spotting sexy females and I was genuinely impressed when I laid eyes
on you. You were telling me that you'd probably wait tables or do anything you could
get until you put yourself through secretary's school. Isn't that right?"
"That's what I was thinking."
"Well, what would you do if I told you that, if you stick with me, you'll wind up
making as much or more than the boss you'd be under if you became a secretary in a
big company?"
"I wouldn't know what to say." Which was the truth. My heart was tearing in several
directions at that moment. There was something I couldn't help trusting and liking
about both Eddie and Lenore, but at the same time I was hesitant about turning myself
into a paid spectacle that horny men would gawk over for the price of a drink.
"You oughta give this some serious thought, honey," Lenore advised me strongly.
"Eddie doesn't make this kind of generous offer to anybody. Hell, when I met him I
was waiting tables at a little restaurant downtown. He took me out of there fast and
gave me much more than I thought I'd ever get. He's got groovy gals coming to him all
the time, and he has to turn down most of them."
"As a matter-of-fact," Eddie cut in, "right now there's an opening in the show at Roxy's,
the one that Lenore's billed on. I could work you right in there starting Saturday
night."
"I appreciate it. Don't think that I don't. It's just that ... well, I don't know-"
"I know, I know what you're thinking," Eddie cut me off quickly. "You think it's dirty
and nasty wiggling that cute ass and those nifty knockers around on a stage for some
dirty men. But look at it this way. Any gal that's got anything on the ball is doing the
same thing, just in a different way. If a good looking broad's really out to trap some
guy, usually a cat with a lot of bread, she's gonna dress fit to kill, show him a little tit
and leg and get him excited, then swoop in for the kill while his balls are in an uproar.
That's the way that our society is made. Well, it's the same basic thing when it comes to
a beautiful chick like Lenore and a bunch of hot cats in an audience, with one
exception. She's only giving them a little therapy. There won't be any strings attached."
I thought about what he had said and had to admit that it made sense, which scared me
all the more. It pushed me closer to the brink of saying yes to his offer. I got to
thinking about how my life had been a terrible struggle, and how I had hardly had any
time for fun. If I strung along with Eddie like Lenore had I would no doubt at least
have some economic security, which was a whole lot more than anything I had counted
on so quick. And even then I was just figuring on a steady job, little more, and maybe
eventually meeting a decent guy to settle down with. Going with Eddie might prove
costly in certain ways, but it would also provide me with an opportunity for adventure.
"Okay, when do I start," I agreed.
"Glad you see it that way," he leaned forward and kissed my lips. "Like I said before, at
Roxy's on Saturday."
"Do I have to start rehearsing or something?"
"Yes, a little, but there isn't much to it," Lenore said. "Mainly it's just showing these
guys your beautiful body. I'll take you through the ropes."
"Your starting pay, baby, will be two hundred a week," Eddie promptly informed me,
which practically knocked me through the wall. I never expected to be making that
much at such an early stage of the game.
The next three days went smoothly. Lenore took me to Roxy's the same day that Eddie
offered me the job. She introduced me to Cal Bennett, who ran the club. He was a
short, stocky guy with a bald head and thick glasses. She took me over to the stage and
had me mount an elevated platform with her. Then she took off her clothes and went
through the steps I would be expected to master. Like she had said, they were very
simple, and all that was really demanded was keeping the tits and ass in full motion all
the time.
"You're getting it, baby, you're getting it," I was startled to hear Cal Bennett's voice
from the distance. He was watching us dance in the nude. My initial reaction was one
of embarrassment.
"Don't let it get to you," Lenore whispered. "He's our boss. That is, our boss here.
Actually Eddie's our real boss. But remember, you're gonna be dancing before a
roomful of hot men who are gonna be laughing and screaming and doing about
everything under the sun but jack off. I mean physically jack off, cause they'll be doing
plenty of mentally jacking off. And you'll have just a little skimpy costume on, which
means they'll see about as much of you as Cal's seeing now. Get used to that. I used to
be self-conscious in the beginning, but it went away pretty fast."
We whipped through our paces fast in the next three days. At the end of the third day
Lenore told me I was about as good at it as she was, and that I oughta be a sensation
on Saturday.
Eddie had left town on a short business trip to New York the day after I met him and
he signed me up as one of his girls. He let me have his apartment all to myself, which
made me feel like a queen basking in the lap of luxury. As for Lenore, she had been as
kind to me as anybody could be, driving me all over, taking me to Roxy's several times
to get me ready for Saturday. She lived in a luxurious apartment just one block away
from Eddie's.
On Friday afternoon, following my final rehearsal before the big show under Lenore's
supervision, she dropped me off in front of the apartment.
"You wanna come up for a cup of coffee?" I asked.
"No, dear, I've got things to take care of at home. I'll pick you up tomorrow night at
eight. The show goes on at ten."
"See you then."
"Bye now."
I took the elevator up to the apartment. I went inside and fixed myself a Scotch and
soda. Yes, under Lenore's influence I was growing rapidly accustomed to booze. What
surprised me about her, though, was that she hadn't enticed me into sex since that first
night. She was keeping her mind strictly on business.
The drink made me drowsy so I turned in for a nap in that luxurious bed I'd been
sleeping on. Even though the dancing steps were anything but difficult, I was still
getting tired from the rehearsing, since I was using muscles I was unaccustomed to
putting to work.
Just as I was about to drift off to sleep I heard a door open.
"Anybody here?" Eddie's cheerful voice called from the living room.
"I am," I answered.
"That's what I was hoping." I heard the thud of his bags dropping to the living room
floor. Then I heard his feet stalking quickly into the bedroom. "Helly, baby."
"Hi, Eddie. I didn't expect you back till about Monday."
"Like hell. Do you think I'd miss your opening?"
He threw himself down on the bed and wrapped his arms around me, kissing my lips
hungrily. He was trembling with excitement as he tore off my panties and bra, which
constituted all I had been wearing.
"I've been dreaming about a hot fuck all during the plane ride back," he gasped,
running his fingers around my tits and planting kiss after kiss on my lips.
Eddie was so excited that he didn't plan to waste any time on formalities. He didn't
even take the trouble to remove his clothes, being content to unzip his pants, letting his
hard prick fall out.
"This big dick wants you," he exclaimed, slapping my buttocks cheeks playfully several
times.
His fingers skirted up and down my legs and his hard prick slipped inside my ass with
a swift decisive thrusts.
"Oh, that hurts," I let out a pained cry.
"You'll get used to it," he assured.
He was holding on to his prick to receive added support as he slipped the meat into me
gradually. The more of it that slipped in the more it hurt me. He was breaking me in
quickly for ass screwing.
"You've never been fucked this way, have you?" he asked.
"No."
"Then it's time you started. With a beautiful ass like that it's a crime if it's not fucked
once in awhile."
Once he worked his stiff joint into me all the way he began stepping up the pace. The
first few times his prick darted in and out of me I let out some pained cries. But I rode
out the storm and was eventually happy that I did.
I was happy I did because of the sensations I received. They were fluid and beautiful, a
big cock being wielded by a guy who knew what it was all about.
"This ass is out of this world," he gasped. "It's just too much. Oh, that's it. Keep that
smooth ass wiggling. That's it, that's the way, that's the way I like it. Oh, I love that
wiggling, you're driving me out of my mind with it. I love that fuck."
The more I kept flipping my ass up instinctively to meet his movements the better he
liked it. Eddie worked his prick up and down at a frantic clip, desperately desiring to
shoot it off in my ass.
"I want it, I want it," he gasped.
"I want you."
"Oh, that ass. It's so tight."
"Give it to me. Sink it into me with all you've got."
"Oh, oh, I am."
He slapped me several times on the ass, then plunged it in with all that he had.
"Oh, this sensation is too much," he sighed. "I can't take it anymore. I'm gonna go, go,
go."
"Shoot it in me," I shouted.
Eddie grabbed firm hold of my buttocks cheeks and forged forward one more time.
That was all it took as the hot jissum spurted out of his dick and into my waiting ass. It
felt beautiful to feel the warm juice and know that our wonderful sex act had been
completed.
"I'm grateful for that wonderful fuck," he smiled.
"Then that makes two of us."
"I'm so grateful that I have to repay you right now," Eddie said.
"How do you plan to do that?"
"Just watch me."
As his fingers moved up and down my body in sweeping strokes he let his head drop
between my legs. He parted my legs slightly with his fingers and let his head fall to my
snatch.
"Oh, that feels so good," I gasped as his tongue began sliding around my love tunnel
with darting movements.
Eddie was out to make me shoot as fast as he could, judging by the way he was
wielding his dagger tongue. He would tickle my clitoris by nibbling on it a little, then
let the tongue sweep wildly and excitedly all over the rest of me.
"Suck it, honey," I said encouragingly.
Suddenly Eddie decided to switch his plan of attack. He removed his tongue from my
slit and let it slide down to my ass. With the same kind of decisive darting movements
he planted all kinds of wild sensations into my asshole.
"Oh, you're driving me out of my mind," I gasped.
He cupped his fingers around my tits as his tongue continued exploring my ass in wild
movements.
Eddie's effective ass licks caused my entire body to spasm under the delightful erotic
pressure. The faster he flicked the faster my body would sway.
When he observed how hot I was he figured it was time to switch his movements back
to my cunt. He did so with a flourish, probing with relentless energy, driving me up the
wall with excitement.
"Suck it, oh that tongue, oh, do I love it," I gasped. "Oh, keep it up, keep it up, suck
me, I want it, I want your tongue, I want to shoot in you."
His fingers darted around my asshole while his tongue continued working frenziedly
around my snatch. Finally he let his forefinger stab inside my ass. He probed quickly
and decisively, throwing the same kind of vigor into my movements that he was
exercising with his tongue in my blazing cunt.
"Oh, you're too much, your suck's too much," I gasped. I was just about ready to shoot.
One more stab up the ass with his fingers combined with several more blazing tongue
stabs and I was there. Then I felt at peace with myself. The fires within me had been
stilled.
"You're gonna knock those horny studs out at that club tomorrow," he winked,
running his fingers around my face.
"With you there rooting me on I know I will."
"Well I'll be there."
"How were things in New York?"
"Kinda stuffy. They always are this time of year. That humidity's enough to drive a guy
out of his mind."
"That's what I've heard."
"I'm happy to be back here. I was thinking about that beautiful body of yours all during
the ride back. I didn't know if my cock could last that long without exploding."
"I'm glad that it did."
."That makes two of us. Say, there was something I'd been meaning to tell you. You
haven't done anything about looking for a place, have you?"
"Not a thing. I've been busy working with Lenore to get ready for this show."
"Fine, fine, no problem there. Listen, I want you to stay here. You like this place okay?"
"I like it fine, but it's yours."
"Correction. It's ours. For one thing, honey, I'm in and out of town a lot, and for a lot
of the time this place ain't even being used. I'd just as soon have somebody here all the
time to look after things. And then, of course, when I am around, I like having you
close. That goes without saying." He threw his arms around me to prove his point.
"So what do you say? "
"I say it sounds great and I accept."
"Good. Now get your clothes and I'll take you to some women's shops in Beverly Hills.
You need some stylish clothes to go with your natural class, baby."
Eddie took me to two of the classiest stores I'd ever seen, and without a doubt the
classiest I'd ever been in. The only other place that came close was a shop in San
Francisco that I used to stand outside of and look into with awe.
I wanted to buy just a few items, but Eddie insisted that I get more, charging them all.
"I see to it that all my girls look like class," he winked at me as we left the first one. I
had to pinch myself to prove that it was all for real.
Eddie went out that night and didn't come back until early the next morning. He
apparently wanted me to get a good night's rest, and I figured he had a girl he was
banging. A guy that good-looking with all his opportunities just had to stay as busy as
he wanted to when it came to getting off his gun.
I slept well that night, but was tense through most of the next day. All the preparations
had come down to that night, and Eddie would be there watching with interest. It made
me feel squeamish to know that I would be facing an audience full of hot men who
would be mentally fucking me every second I was on stage.
Even though Lenore had prepared me well, there was always the chance that I would
foul things up when I actually got out there on my own. I just couldn't let that happen,
I told myself over and over, not after Eddie and Lenore had staked so much on me
coming through.
Eddie left the apartment early in the afternoon, telling me that he'd see me after the
show. He gave me a fervent good luck kiss on my lips. It always felt good to be kissed
by him, but even more then. It meant that he was behind me all the way.
The hours ticked by slowly until eight o'clock finally approached. I was standing
outside waiting for Lenore when she arrived. The evening was hot and dry and the
traffic was congested as we crept along Santa Monica Boulevard at a snail's pace. Roxy's
wasn't anymore than three miles from where I lived, but it took us better than a half
hour to make it there.
We went inside and walked quickly to our dressing room.
"The joint's full already," a pleased Cal Bennett smiled as he greeted us at the door, "so
knock 'em dead, girls."
"We will," Lenore said confidently.
It felt funny getting into my costume for the first time. Lenore and I wore identical
bright red costumes, about as skimpy as you can get without showing everything. The
bottom was tiny and revealing, showing everything but our pussy hairs. The top
consisted of two silver pasties that covered our nipples.
"Now for the big surprise," Lenore grinned. "We've got something we wear over this."
"We do?"
"Yes, but just for a short time."
I listened to her explanation, then got into the bright red costume that had been set
aside for me. It covered all of my tits and quite a bit of my legs, but it was all for a
noble purpose, as Lenore explained.
Lenore and I stood in the wings as the comedian finished his routine. He cracked one
dirty joke after another, most of them directly relating to portions of the female
anatomy. He covered all circuits – tits, ass, cunts. He was getting the supercharged
audience as turned on as possible for our grand appearance. I looked out into the
audience and saw Eddie seated at a ringside table with Cal Bennett and a couple of
good looking blondes. It felt good to know that I had him out there backing me, even
though it made me a little nervous as well.
Finally the comedian finished up his act with a sidesplitting sex joke that left the horny
cats practically rolling in the aisles. They gave him a long round of applause. When it
died down he walked off the stage, winked at us, and said:
"Good luck, girls. Fracture 'em."
"We will. Right in the balls," Lenore winked back.
"That's where they want it."
The band started playing loud, sexy music as we wiggled out. The guys practically tore
the house apart with cheers and whistles as we wiggled our way up a runway leading to
two large cages which hung from a balcony. We would be looking down at our horny
admirers.
The closer we got to the cages and the higher we climbed the more intense the shouts
and cheers and whistles became. They wanted to be turned on and Lenore and I had
been hired just for that purpose.
I looked down at Eddie. He was smoking a cigarette and flashing a broad grin my way.
It made me feel good to see him wink and wave to me. I waved right back. Cal Bennett
was nodding happily, enjoying what was going on.
We made it to the cages and wiggled our asses faster and more uninhibitedly than
before, causing the cheers to build even louder. The music swelled to deafening heights,
playing loud rock and roll sounds that practically punctured my ear drums.
It was then time to get out of our costumes. We unbuttoned the costume bottoms,
tossing them out into the crowd, then standing before our audience in the skimpy
bottoms that showed everything but our pussy hairs. That left our tops. We quickly
dispensed with those, pulling them off and hurling them into the crowd. I watched two
drunks battle for my tit covers. When things got out of hand and they started wrestling
on the floor two bouncers separated them and tossed them out.
Our last step in the strip act was to get rid of the pasties, so our audience could see our
nipples. This we did, hurling the pasties into the crowd so the boys could see
everything we had to offer in the area of breasts. We both had a lot to offer there, and if
we hadn't it's for sure that neither Eddie nor Cal would have us up there on those
platforms showing it.
We got our tits to flipping so fast and so wildly that there just must have been guys out
there that were shooting in their pants watching us. Not only that, but different
psychedelic colors kept flashing all around us, hurting my eyes so much that I was
afraid I was gonna be blinded permanently. But I kept right on wiggling my breasts and
ass just like Lenore was doing in the cage next to mine. That was all it took to keep the
guys on the brink of orgasm.
"Would I ever love to fuck that," I heard a guy in the front row yell to the guy sitting
next to him. He was looking at me with a drunken smile on his face.
The room was so hot that, combined with the terrible flashing lights that made things
even hotter, I felt several times like I was going to pass out for sure.
The sweat was just pouring down me as I kept twisting and turning that body of mine.
It was a good thing that I had gone over the steps with Lenore many times, since it
enabled me to carry on by instinct at a time when I felt like dropping.
Pretty soon time just seemed to stand still. I could hear guys talking below me, usually
saying something like the guy who told his buddy he'd like to fuck me, but I'd keep
right on going, barely aware of where I was. It was when my legs started getting
rubbery and I began drawing short of breath that I was afraid something awful was
about to happen. I was hoping I wouldn't collapse. It would be an awful way to start
out my career as a professional dancer, or tits and ass wiggler, if you like.
Much to my delight the lights stopped shining and the music stopped. The house lights
went back on and I turned my head to see what Lenore was doing. She was taking
bows, so I started doing the same thing. We were greeted with a chorus of cheers,
stomps, and whistles.
Then the cheering began to dim a little the lights also dimmed as we made our way
down from the platform, wiggling as sexily as we had when we made our original
appearances.
We left the stage and walked to our dressing rooms. We could still hear cheers in the
background. My legs still felt weak, but not nearly as weak as they had felt a few
minutes earlier when the psychedelic lights were flashing in my face.
"Are you ever sweating, baby," Lenore looked at me and exclaimed.
"So are you. It's a hot night."
"Right, but not as much as you. You look like you've just gotten out of a steam room."
"Actually that's how I feel."
"I know, baby, it's hard, especially when you're just getting started. The first time I got
out there I almost fainted. Believe me, I did. And it wasn't nearly as hot as it was
tonight. I was feeling for you all the way."
"My knees got weak and I thought I'd pass out for awhile."
"You'll get used to things as time goes on," she promised.
There was a loud knock at our dressing room door.
"Who is it?" Lenore called.
"Your lover boy Eddie."
"Oh, just a second."
Lenore got up, slipped into her robe, and walked to the door. She opened it and let
Eddie in.
"You gals were great," Eddie smiled, kissing Lenore on the lips, then walking briskly
toward me. "And I loved you, baby, loved you." He pulled me to my feet with his
powerful hands and delivered a smoldering kiss to my lips. "That's what I think about
you."
"Thank you."
"There's something else I wanted to talk to you gals about," he said as he lit a cigarette.
"Cal introduced me to a couple of nice guys. Guys with real bread. Friends of his.
They're businessmen from Canada. Montreal. Anyway, they liked the show and would
like to buy you gals drinks next door at Ernie's. I said I'd give you the word."
"Sure, we'll be there," Lenore assured. "What are their names?"
"The tall, light-haired one is Harry. The shorter, broad-shouldered one is Dick. They'll
be sitting at the bar. They look classy, with four hundred dollar suits. You know, the
whole bit."
"Gotcha," Lenore winked.
"See you gals later at the apartment," Eddie said, waving to us as he walked out the
door, closing it behind him.
"What's that all about?" I asked, wondering about the intrusion of the Montreal
businessmen. "A little something Eddie wants done. A favor."
"I wish it could be some other night," I balked, wondering just how big the favor was
supposed to be. "I'm conked out."
"Eddie's a groovy guy, but you don't turn him down when he tells you to do
something," Lenore said. "He might talk about it like it really isn't anything, but that's
just his way. Actually it's quite a bit."
"You know him better than I do."
"Let's get a nice cold shower. It'll make you feel a lot better."
"That's the best suggestion I've heard all night."
The cold water had a beautiful effect on my body. Before I knew it I was feeling fresh
again. My legs weren't even feeling very rubbery by then. We got dressed and slipped
out the back door.
"Never leave by the front entrance," Lenore told me. "There'll always be guys milling
around who've seen the show. They get so turned on that they think they've gotta have
you that second."
"I dig you."
We entered Ernie's by the back door. As we did two drunks came stumbling out. They
held the door open for us.
"Thank you," I said.
"Hey, you two are the gorgeous chicks from next door," one of them laughed
drunkenly.
"That's right," Lenore said.
"You gals doing anything right now? I mean, we were going down the street to check
out the action."
"No, we're busy, and we wouldn't wanna stop you from having a good time," Lenore
smiled sweetly, closing the door on them.
The bar was doing a brisk Saturday night business. A juke box was thundering loudly,
which I hated, since my ears had been shattered enough while I was dancing.
"I wonder where our Romeos are," Lenore said as we both looked around the bar.
The quick check revealed two distinguished looking men in their forties seated at the
opposite end of the bar. One of them caught our eyes and nodded smilingly.
"These are the guys," Lenore said as we walked over to join them.
They bought us a couple drinks and we engaged in light chatter. Just when I was
hoping that maybe all that they really were after was a little conversation, Harry, the
one sitting next to me, suggested:
"Well, why don't we grab a cab and head for our place."
"Fine with me," Lenore chimed in before I had a chance to say anything.
The next thing I knew the four of us were piling into a cab. It crept down Santa
Monica Boulevard in the still brisk traffic. About the time that the traffic lightened he
made a left turn and we wound up on Sunset, which was impossibly cluttered with cars.
"You can let us off here, driver," Dick said.
"Right you are," the driver pulled over to the curb and stopped.
We were parked in front of a classy motor hotel, complete with water fountain in the
front. There was one thing about me. I had stepped up fast from the blowing television
repairmen league. Now it was Canadian businessmen staying in motor hotels with
fountains in front.
Dick paid the driver and the two men escorted us inside the building. We rode the
elevator up to the fifth floor in silence. We got out and walked to their room.
By that time they weren't in any mood to delay things. They wanted what they had
been after from the beginning, leading us into the bedroom and locking the door. The
drew the drapes but let the window remain open. We could hear the noisy traffic some
five floors below us.
The men then silently picked their mates. Dick made a move toward Lenore as Harry
made one toward me. They kissed us several times on the lips, then stripped us quickly
and efficiently, with the kind of precision you would expect from a businessman.
"You look even more beautiful up close than you did on that stage," Harry smiled. "Not
only that, but now I can see your cunt, too."
The experience was exciting him, it was obvious to see, judging by the bulge in his
trousers. As Lenore and I stood watching they jumped out of their clothes quickly. Both
of them had good bodies, which would make it a lot easier to go along with the
fucking.
They kissed and caressed us for a few minutes, then pulled us down with them into
their king-sized bed, which we divided in half.
After the kissing had warmed everyone up they began jerking on their big dicks.
"Go to work on this, baby," Harry commanded gently. "Eddie promised us you could
both give great head."
"I won't disappoint you," I smiled.
"I'm sure you won't. Let's get started."
His hot dick looked tantalizing the way that he held it in his fingers. I grabbed hold of
it and began jerking with slow movements, determined to work him into a torrid frenzy
in minutes.
"You really know how to pump that peter," he sighed. "If you do that anywhere near as
good as you suck it then you're something else."
"I am something else, honey, and I'm gonna prove it to you."
For some reason or other I was on fire with determination to prove to this sophisticated
Canadian how good I was. Maybe it was because he oozed class and had obviously been
around. Maybe it was my ego that was turned on more than my tongue.
I'm not sure what the cause was, but all I know is that I was turned on with
determination to suck his big prick like it had never been sucked – I kept fingering his
stick until he was gasping for breath. Then I knew it was time to turn to step number
two.
I continued running my fingers over his balls, but also put my tongue to work at that
point, running it up and down his long pole. He lay back and gasped, his legs atremble,
as I began turning on the coal.
"Oh, can you suck," he gasped. "Keep it coming, keep those sucks coming, oh, I can
hardly take it, I love it, I love you."
One look over on the other side of the bed convinced me that my friend Lenore was
impressing Dick every bit as much as I was exciting Harry. Back and forth I slid his hot
prick in and out of my mouth, causing him to gasp and his body to flip and turn.
"Stay with me, I'm about ready, stay with it," he pleaded.
You couldn't have torn me away from that prick for love or money by the time I got it
that far along. Up and down I worked my tongue over it until he let out one huge sigh
and shot his juice into me.
"Very good, very good," he nodded.
"I always like to leave men satisfied." Over on the other side of the bed Lenore was
collecting her first load from Dick.
"Say, Dick, let's change partners for the next suck," Harry suggested.
"Good idea," Dick concurred. "That way we'll get to sample each girl."
Dick was looking me up and down lasciviously as I switched sides of the bed with
Lenore, who fell right into Harry's waiting arms.
This time there were few preliminaries. They ran their fingers through our hair, licking
our knockers a little, then were ready to continue.
It was a repeat of what had happened previously. The only difference was that we had
changed partners and they came even more quickly than they had the first time around.
Dick was so turned on after a few finger strokes that he begged me to get right into the
act of sucking him. His juice was ready to explode in me.
Our tongues beat steady tattoos over the hot Canadians pricks until they both shot
within seconds of each other.
"You girls are everything Eddie said you'd be," Dick smiled when it was all over.
"Amen to that," Harry firmly nodded.
Dick walked over to a walnut drawer, pulling it open and removing a wallet. He took
four bills out and handed them to Lenore.
"Thank you," her eyes beamed.
"That's okay, baby," he patted her on the ass. "You gals were worth every cent of that
to us."
We got dressed quickly as the men sat around in their robes. They offered to fix us a
drink, but we declined.
"It's getting awful late and we're tired," Lenore explained.
"Sure thing," Harry said. "Well, next time we're out this way we'll be sure and look you
up."
"We'll be waiting," Lenore winked.
As we were taking the elevator down to the lobby I asked Lenore:
"How much they pay us?"
"Four hundred bucks. Two bills apiece."
"You've gotta be kidding."
"No way, baby. I knew from looking at them that they were loaded. When Eddie sets
you up it's with somebody that's in the chips. He takes fifty percent, we keep the other
fifty. Would you say a hundred bucks was bad for blowing a couple guys?"
"No, I'd say it was pretty good."
"That's what I thought you'd say," she grinned as we got off the elevator. "Guess we'll
have to call a cab."
As we got outside and looked around the same driver who had taken us from Ernie's to
the motor hotel was walking toward us.
"You girls ready to go back to Ernie's?" he asked.
"How'd you know?"
"The gentlemen told me to wait for you. They took care of everything." were class all
the way. Montreal businessmen.


Chapter 4

By the time we made it to Eddie's apartment we were both tired from a long night. He
was watching a movie on the color television in the living room and getting himself
stoned on bourbon and water.
"How'd you like Dick and Harry?" he asked us with a sly smile.
"They were beautiful," Lenore reached into her pocket, pulling out the bills. She handed
two of them to Eddie, who accepted graciously, slipping them into his pocket, and
handed one to me.
"Dick said they'd pay one bill apiece just go get sucked, and two bills apiece if they
really dug you. Well, I guess you gals must've done a great job of putting out."
"We did," Lenore said. "You know, Eddie, I hope you don't mind, but I'm kind of tired.
Could we have sex some other night? You know, we've got a show tomorrow night,
too."
"Yeah, I know that. Sure, baby, go ahead. Good night."
"Good night, Eddie, Jane."
"Good night, Lenore," I said.
"I'll pick you up again at eight tomorrow," she assured me as she opened the door to
leave.
"Right. See you then," I said.
"Let me fix you a drink," Eddie squeezed my leg, getting up and turning the television
off. He mixed me some bourbon and water, flicking on the wall switch and getting the
stereo music. "I'm proud of you for the way you're catching on so fast," he told me as
he handed me my glass. "You'll wind up number one girl in my stable if you play your
cards right."
"What's the advantage in being number one girl?" I asked as I took a sip from my
drink.
"She's the one where all the action is. And where there's action there's always lots of
money."
"Like tonight."
"Like tonight," he nodded, cuddling up next to me on the sofa. He might have been
drunk but his pecker didn't know it, judging by the way it was bulging beneath his
trousers.
"Say, about tonight."
"Yeah."
"You never mentioned anything about me putting out for guys after hours. I thought
this whole shot was gonna be nothing more than dancing."
"Yeah, I kind of tricked you there," a sly smile creased his lips.
"Why would you wanna do that?"
"Because you struck me as a gal who, in a lot of ways, just hadn't been around. And
since that was so I figured I'd be telling you too much to let you in on every phase of
this operation. I didn't wanna take any chance of frightening you off. I figured if you
weren't frightened you'd adjust to the whole thing, just like you have. It doesn't look
like you went through any torture going down on those guys and picking up an extra
bill for the night."
"No, but I don't know if I like the principle involved," I pouted, fearing that I was
being, taken advantage of.
"You make me laugh with all your talk about principles," he laughed, throwing an arm
around me. "Before I met you how far had all these principles gotten you? Hell, you
were stumbling around Bakersfield making peanuts. A girl like you deserves better than
that and I'm bound and determined to give it to you. What's wrong with selling a little
sex? It's done all the time, baby. Only the situations change. Take the broad that's
married and wants to get into her old man for a mink coat. While the poor sap's
grinding away getting his rocks off, thinking she digs it for his sake, she's grinding
away figuring that she'll get the mink coat out of him. And if she's a real shrewdie and
plays it real cool she'll mention the subject of the coat to him right when he's wanting
sex the most. Get him in the groin, that's the way to do it, wait till he's turned on and
go after him. Hell, I'm on to all those tricks. I was married twice. Nah, don't think
there are any differences at all between doing it with some cat you're married to and
doing it for straight cash with guys like Harry and Dick. The differences are all in your
mind."
"You have a way of making things sound so simple."
"I always try and help."
His lips closed in on mine at that point. They clashed several times in rapid succession.
He then worked his tongue inside my mouth. The tongues splashed against each other
until we were both ready to move on to something else.
"Let's go into the bedroom," he whispered.
Eddie dimmed the lights as we arrived in the bedroom. We undressed each other as the
soft music trickled into the room. When I had gotten back I was so tired that I didn't
think it possible to put out one more time, but one drink, some soft music, and Eddie,
had made me change my mind. Now my body was alive with new energies as our
naked bodies rubbed against each other spiritedly in bed.
He slipped his body on top of mine and ran his hands over my tits several times,
increasing the flow of heat I already felt inside me. As his legs extended themselves
outside mine and he looked down at me, Eddie entered me with a decisive forward
thrust.
"Oh, you're in me, it feels so good," I exclaimed.
"This is just the beginning, sweetheart."
After his penetration I closed my legs to provide greater sensation for both of us. He
slid his hot dick around in me, the excitement whirling around in me. Eddie leaned
forward and placed his hands on both sides of my rib-cage, penetrating deeper, until he
was stabbing me at full speed.
"Oh, you're so good, I love it, I love it," I called out.
"I can't take much of you. Just to look at you makes me want to explode. You're too
much woman."
His prick continued stabbing me as he drew nearer to climax. When he started cupping
his fingers around my buttocks and holding on for dear life I knew how close he was
drawing.
"Oh, oh, explode in me," I begged.
Eddie's head fell forward and he placed his tongue inside my mouth. Our tongues were
swirling against each other as we both came at the same time. It was a superb orgasm
for both of us.
"Now this is just the ticket before bed every night," Eddie looked down at me and
winked.
"You're making a believer out of me in every way."
"That's good. Stick with me and you'll never go wrong."
"Okay."
"Goodnight, honey," he patted my ass gingerly.
"Goodnight, baby."
The next day Eddie never once suggested sex. He knew I needed the rest to be up to
par that night. He watched a ball game on television, went out for awhile to have a few
drinks at a nearby bar, then came back early in the evening.
He took us out to a restaurant, where he insisted that I order the best steak in the
house.
"That dancing takes a lot out of a girl," he explained.
"That and other things," I smiled.
"Yes, and those other things."
The second night went easier than the first. I was still tired after it was all over. After
all, after putting out like that I had every right to be, but I never reached the point like
the night before when I felt like I was ready to collapse. I hated those lights flashing in
my eyes, but after one night of putting up with them behind me it wasn't quite so bad
the second time around.
This time Eddie met us at Ernie's next door, introducing us to two Texans in town for a
fraternity convention. They were oil men in pursuit of good blow jobs. We gave them
all they could handle and wound up with five hundred bucks for the night, which we
split with Eddie when we got back to the apartment. I figured that Eddie would be in
the mood for sex, but he wasn't. Instead he suggested an outing to his cabin in Lake
Arrowhead for the following day.
"You girls won't be working at Roxy's until next Friday," Eddie explained, "so why not
spend a couple days there?"
"That's great," Lenore enthused. "I love that place."
"Yeah, and what's in it," Eddie laughed.
Eddie picked up Lenore in his Jaguar at eleven the following morning. I was still plenty
tired from all the dancing and screwing over the most eventful weekend of my life. I
still hadn't notified Mother what had happened to me and didn't feel like it. Things
were going along so well that I didn't want to do anything to jeopardize my happiness.
Just the thought of seeing Zeke again was enough to instantly turn my stomach.
It was hot in the Los Angeles area, but when we got into the mountain area around
Lake Arrowhead the temperature dropped somewhat. The area was beautiful and I
began to pick up just being in it, forgetting how tired I was for the time being.
Eddie had an enchanting cabin off to one side of a winding road. He pulled his Jaguar
to a stop just outside it.
"How do you like my little retreat?" Eddie asked me.
"It's too much to believe."
"Wait till you see what happens inside it," Lenore said.
As we stepped out of the car a gray-haired man with a ruddy complexion came walking
out the door to greet us.
"Hello John," Eddie greeted the rugged looking man with a firm handshake. "How're
things going?"
"Just great."
Lenore then greeted him with a lip kiss, which caused him to step back and exclaim:
"I love that greeting of yours, Lenore. You know, you get prettier every time I see you."
"That's the kind of flattery I love to hear," Lenore said.
Eddie then introduced me to John.
"My but you manage to get the beautiful girls," he looked at Eddie and winked.
"Thank you," I smiled.
'Well, when you called, Eddie, I got everything ready for you folks," John said. "You say
you'll be staying a couple days or so this time?"
"That's about right," Eddie nodded.
"Good. Well, if there's anything you need just let me know."
"That I will."
"See you folks later," John bowed to Lenore and me.
We watched as he trudged down the road toward a smaller cabin several hundred feet
away. Then we went inside.
I was promptly scared out of my wits by two dogs that greeted us with loud barks. One
of them flew into Eddie's arms, the other into Lenore's. The one that Eddie was petting
was a Great Dane, while the other one was a police dog.
"My lover boy," Lenore said to the police dog, which was licking her face with long,
lapping strokes.
Following the friendly greeting the dogs jumped down and curled up on the rug,
looking up at all of us with their tongues licking against their lips.
Eddie walked over to the window and drew the curtains shut. Then he turned toward
Lenore and myself and said:
"What are we waiting for. Let's strip and have an orgy."
I undressed, but was feeling self-conscious about it, what with the dogs glowering at us
and all. It struck me as strange to be carrying on in front of a couple of strange animals.
By the time we all stripped down to our birthday suits the dogs were on their feet
staring at Lenore and myself. I was scared, half expecting one or the other of them to
attack me physically.
"Caesar, go to Jane," Eddie instructed the Great Dane, pointing toward me. "Peter, go
to Lenore," he said to the police dog.
I watched in dumbfounded amazement as the Great Dane came rushing toward me, his
tongue hanging out. I didn't know what to do, so I just stood there. He threw himself
into my arms, letting his weight hang against me. He was so big and strong that he
almost knocked me down.
He leaned against me, pushing his head forward and stroking against my face with his
tongue.
I looked over toward Lenore and observed that she was lying on the floor, kissing Peter
the police dog full on the mouth. Now it was perfectly obvious what the game was all
about. We were supposed to provide sexual enjoyment for a couple of hot canines while
Eddie watched with a big smile on his face.
It got so hard to have Caesar lean on me that I finally flopped down on the rug. The
hot canine stayed with me every second, eagerly desiring me. He was picking up the
sniff of my fresh cunt, which it appeared he greatly desired.
"Don't be so uptight, Jane," Eddie laughed as he sat in a chair and jerked on his dick.
"Let him love you. Just spread those legs of yours open and watch his smoke."
I looked over toward Lenore and discovered that that was exactly what she was doing,
letting her canine friend love her. She had her legs spread and was seated comfortably
on her ass cheeks as Peter the police dog let his tongue set sail on her snatch.
Maybe I was getting awfully bold awfully fast, but after watching the police dog go to
work on Lenore's moist mound I got anxious to receive the same kind of action. At first
I had feared that the dog was going to try and kill me, but by now it was perfectly clear
that he wanted to make love rather than war.
That nose of his kept zeroing in on my cunt, and I could see that all I'd have to do is
spread my legs and he would be on his way. I took the big step and spread them. He
barked eagerly, like he was thanking me in his own way for the chance to suck my
snatch.
"Caesar's got the hots for you bad, Jane," Eddie laughed. He was still working his
fingers around his prick as he watched us screw with the dogs.
Caesar bore in with even greater enthusiasm than a hot man, letting that long tongue
slide speedily around within me. A tongue that long, if used properly, just had to
provide a lot of sensation, and sensuous Peter just couldn't get enough licking to suit
him.
The tongue flew feverishly as I gasped and my legs trembled under the furious tongue
onslaught. Suddenly Caesar loomed as the sexiest man I'd ever had sex with. Even
Eddie at his best couldn't give me a cunt suck like this one..
"Lick me, baby," I gasped. "Lick me and I'll feed you all my juices."
I watched Lenore next to me and saw the juice spurt out of her and into Peter's mouth.
Peter's tail wagged, he barked several times, then he went back to work again.
Caesar's tongue continued darting into me as he got me ever closer to orgasm. He
drove it into a furious clip until I finally bolted a load of pussy juices into his mouth,
which made him happy.
"Now that he's had you once he'll want you even more the next time," Eddie exclaimed
to me.
"Just wait and see."
Eddie was quickly proven correct as Caesar, seemingly without even drawing a breath
of air, went back to his sucking. The tongue speared me with thorough, effective
strokes, causing my legs to sway spasmodically under the onslaught.
"Caesar, you're too much for me, baby, I love you," I gasped. "Oh, suck me, I want it, I
want you to suck everything out of me, suck me, oh, suck me, get it all out of me."
No sooner were the words out of my mouth than Caesar caused me to explode a
second time. He looked at me and licked his lips as he finished swallowing all of me,
then returned to action again. Never had I seen anything to equal the frenzied
excitement of that dog putting that jet-propelled tongue to work on my mound.
Several more lashing movements and I came a third time. He was turning me into a
pussy machine with his rapier tongue movements.
"Now give him a chance to get his rocks off," Eddie suggested. "Look at Lenore over
there."
As Caesar continued excitedly licking my cunt I looked over at Lenore. Now she was
sprawled out on the floor with her legs wide open. She guided Peter slowly as his rigid
penis slipped into her cunt. When it got in all the way it locked.
"Oh, you're in me," she exclaimed.
Peter rocked his healthy body back and forth as Lenore's body thrust upward to meet
his hot fucking stabs. I wondered what it be like to have Caesar inside me. Before that
would happen, though, he was determined to drain my cunt completely dry.
After I had exploded for a fourth time I reached out and grabbed Caesar's hard dog
dong.
"That's where the action is," Eddie nodded, continued to jerk on his hard dick. "Now
you're really gonna get a thrill."
If he could even equal the kind of thrills he had sent through my cunt I would be more
than happy, I thought, as I guided his prick inside me in the way that I had seen
Lenore guide Peter.
I let out a gasp of pain when his knot locked. It was the first time I had ever had a dog
inside me, which made me a virgin all over again. The first few strokes caused me to
gasp in pain, but after that it was all thrills and adventure as he stabbed me again and
again.
"Oh, give it to me, baby," I sighed. "I want you, I want your load."
That dog was perpetual energy in motion as he continued sliding that cock into me.
His testicles would bounce against my ass as he pushed forward resolutely.
Finally he went, showering me with juice. It was the biggest stream I had ever seen.
"He's a healthy boy," Eddie laughed, walking toward us. He patted Caesar on the head.
"Good boy. Now you can rest for awhile."
Caesar sat down and watched us as Eddie held his cock in his fingers, showing it to me
sexily. "You see the size of this."
"I sure do."
"How'd you like it?"
"You know me well enough to know I'd love it."
"Okay, go after it."
I grabbed it out of his fingers, hunched forward, and began sucking on it. My tongue
slid up and down rapidly as he sat back and enjoyed my stroke movements.
"I knew that sex with Caesar would turn you on all the more," he laughed as he
watched me go to work on him.
He patted my ass for extra support as my tongue continued sliding rapidly around his
big prick. I fingered his balls to give him an extra thrill as he drew close to climax.
"You're really working on it, baby, keep it up," he said.
I continued slipping that tongue up and down his warm meat as he sat back and
enjoyed it. The part I enjoyed most, of course, was when he let his hot juice fly into my
mouth.
"Not bad, baby, not bad," he rubbed my tits playfully.
Eddie got up from the floor and watched Pete thrust his dagger dick into Lenore's cunt.
"Go get her, Peter, fuck her," he encouraged. "Explode in her."
A few strokes later Peter went off inside her snatch. Eddie instructed Peter at that point
to go sit next to Caesar, which Peter did.
"Now I'm gonna get me a little something off that cunt," Eddie smiled, settling his body
downward on the rug.
He drove his dick into her spiritedly as she rocked with every movement. As he turned
on the coal he looked at me and said:
"Give me a little extra impetus. Suck out my ass while my pecker's in her cunt."
I got down on the floor behind him and began licking his ass. It turned him into a wild
man – the ass suck combined with shoving his prick into Lenore's hot cunt.
"Oh, that's it, give it to me," Eddie encouraged. "Keep that tongue in my ass, let it rip."
My tongue turned into a tornado, and his ass wiggled wildly under my spirited thrusts.
He was acting every bit as wild as Caesar had when he was fucking me.
His ass started moving back and forth so swiftly that it was hard for me to keep my
tongue in it. And through it all his cock continued grinding out a wild screw in
Lenore's snatch.
"I'm there, I'm almost there," he finally exclaimed.
A few seconds later he drilled Lenore's cunt With his juice.
"Now that's what I call a satisfying fuck," he . lauded both of us. "First I've got my
prick in a gorgeous gal's cunt. Second I've got another gorgeous gal eating out my ass.
How're you gonna beat that?"
We lay on the floor, simultaneously catching our breath. It was Lenore who first felt the
desire. for more sex.
"Here, Peter," she called her faithful police dog.
The dog came running, reaching her in a flash. She petted it, reaching out and
delivering a few kisses to his face. Lenore then let her tongue reach inside Peter's
mouth as they Frenched. They retained the position for several intense minutes.
Lenore broke their kiss. She reached down and felt Peter's hard dog penis. She let her
fingers run up and down it several times as she looked at him and smiled.
"You're beautifully hung, my love," she laughed.
She lowered her body until it rested underneath Peter. Lenore then worked her fingers
even more fervently around his hard dick. After she got him satisfactorily warmed up
she let her tongue slide against the huge prick.
"Go after his load, Lenore," Eddie encouraged as he began putting on his clothes.
Lenore hardly needed any encouragement, judging by the way that she worked her
tongue around on his dick.
I felt a strange curiosity watching Lenore slide her tongue up and down Peter's dick. I
wasn't so curious that I'd throw caution to the winds at that point and take on Caesar
the same way, but I watched the action spellbound, wondering what it would be like to
go down on a dog. Several times my eyes traveled over to Caesar, who was lying on the
floor watching all the action.
When Lenore wound up with a hot load of juice the urge within me was even stronger,
but still a little short of actually getting involved.
"Go on, Jane, do it with Caesar," Lenore encouraged, reading my mind. "You could see
how much fun I had doing it. It'll be the same way with you. I'll guarantee it."
"Yeah, go ahead," Eddie agreed. Now he had his clothes on and he was tying his shoes.
"I might as well," I shrugged. "Caesar, baby, come here."
Caesar was on his feet in an instant, and was sit ting obediently at my lap the next.
I reached out and grabbed his hot pecker. Just feeling the big thing made the whole
idea of sucking it appear all the more enticing. I slipped my head under him and went
to work on his prick, letting the tempo build beautifully as I slipped up and down.
I sucked him until he exploded in me, and what a load it turned out to be! I stayed with
it and managed to swallow most of the hot juice, with just a little of it spurting out the
side of my mouth.
"Looks like you gals have the situation well in control with your loving mates," Eddie
got up.
"Where are you headed?" I asked.
"Oh, I'm leaving."
"For where?" I asked.
"I've gotta head back to the city on business. I've got some other girls I've gotta check,
on. I'm a hard working man."
"He works every bit as hard as he plays," Lenore quipped.
"And that means I work pretty hard."
"That it does," I nodded.
"So I'll be back sometime Wednesday to take you gals back to the city. If you need
anything then all you've gotta do is call on John," 
"He's sure taken care of these dogs. I've never seen them any hornier," Lenore said.
"No, I've gotta agree with you there," Eddie nodded. He looked over at the two dogs
that were now sitting contentedly in the corner of the room. They looked so peaceable
that you'd never guess how wild they could be. "Now you guys be good.
You keep the girls good fucking company but don't rape them."
We laughed as Eddie opened the door and left. We listened to the motor start up, then
heard him drive off.
"I think I've had enough sex to last me awhile," Lenore said, getting up from the floor
and starting to put on her clothes.
"That makes two of us," I quickly added, getting up and walking over to my clothes. "I
wonder if our two friends have had enough."
"I wonder if our two friends ever get enough."
"You've got a point."
"Think I'll whip us up something to eat. I'm hungry."
"Good idea."
As soon as Lenore finished dressing she took the two dogs outside, feeding them next
to the cabin. She then returned to the house and fixed us some fried chicken and french
fries, along with a boiling pot of hot coffee.
The sex had made both of us extremely hungry, and I gobbled down the food so fast
that before I knew it all of it was gone.
"You fix good food," I said.
"Looks like you kind of liked it."
"Matter of fact, maybe I oughta marry you."
"If Eddie ever gives me the chance maybe I can lure you away from his place so I can
do just that."
We both laughed.
"I still can hardly believe it."
"What's that?" she inquired, taking a sip from her coffee.
"How we all came to know each other. It was so weird. Here I was sitting there in that
dingy little cafe having a cup of coffee. Next thing I knew I was talking to both of you.
Next thing after that I was riding to Los Angeles with you. Next thing after that I was
fucking with both of you, working for Eddie and working with you, screwing guys for
big profits, and now screwing dogs for kicks."
"Don't think the dog screwing is just for kicks."
"Then what's it for?"
"For profits."
"You've got to be kidding."
"No, Eddie never kids when it comes to making money. As you can see, those dogs are
trained. Damned well trained."
"I know they give fantastic fucks."
"That they do. Well, Eddie's been telling me about some people he knows who like to
watch women having sex with animals. That's one of the reasons why we're here right
now. This is kind of like a trial run. For you it's a getting acquainted period. Eddie and
I both want you to get acquainted with those dogs."
"It looks like I've managed to get to know Caesar pretty well."
"Yes, intimately. I definitely think we've got a good thing going."
"It never ceases amazing me the kind of things that Eddie is always coming up with.
You'd think that just once he would let me in on some of these things."
"I know what you mean. He was the same way with me. He told me that if he'd
squared with me and let me know everything about what he wanted to do and what
he'd be demanding that I'd never have gone to work for him in the first place. It's the
truth. I wouldn't have."
"He told me the same thing."
"Sure, now what would you honestly and truly have said this morning if Eddie had
said, 'Listen, baby, we're gonna pick Lenore up and take you girls to my cabin at Lake
Arrowhead so you can fuck with a couple of dogs.' How do you think that would've
gone over."
"I'd have thought he was nuts."
"Sure, and the important thing is that you wouldn't've gone with him, would you?"
"No. No way."
"You see, that's what he knows. He's one hell of a smart guy. He hasn't made all the
money he has by being dumb. And talk about women. He's turning them down right
and left. Just feel lucky that he spotted you in that restaurant."
"How did you and Eddie happen to wind up there?"
"We stopped for a coffee break on the way back from San Francisco. Eddie has an
interest in a restaurant-bar on the waterfront, and he had me ride along with him. We
made it a little joy trip, spending most of our time drinking and screwing. No, the only
reason we stopped there was that we wanted a cup of coffee. Then you came along and
changed both of our lives."
We finished the coffee and got up from the table. "What do you say we go to bed
together," she threw an arm around me and suggested.
"After that nice meal I guess I owe you a favor."
"Right. One good meal deserves another."
"Well, if that's what you'd like."
"From you, honey, that's just what I'd like." Now she was rubbing her groovy breasts
against mine. Her tongue slipped inside my mouth and we Frenched. She broke our
kiss and we walked into the bedroom.
The bedroom was cozy, although nothing as elaborate as the one in Eddie's apartment.
The bed wasn't nearly as big, either, but big enough for our purposes.
We undressed each other quickly. Lenore then threw herself into my arms as we
embraced. Our lips collided, then our tongues. We manipulated our bodies downward
into bed.
"Play it cool, baby, let's make the most of this," Lenore exclaimed.
She was so hot for my body that she couldn't keep her hands off of it. First her hands
made their way around my tits, feeling and squeezing with firm strokes, then they
flipped downward to my legs and ass. She was handling me with the care you'd expect
a jeweler to devote to a rare diamond.
I put my hands to work feeling around her body, and together our fingers remained
busy squeezing and probing.
"Sink your teeth into my tits and I'll do the same for you," Lenore suggested with a
sigh.
I hurled my head down between her breasts, sucking and nibbling, her body swaying
slightly under the erotic pressure that was building. She put her tongue and teeth to
work on my breasts, which gave me huge thrills. The longer and more fervently she
applied her tongue and teeth and greater the degree of energy I would bring to bear on
her tits.
"Now I've just gotta start," she gasped. "You're turning me on I just can't take anymore.
Let's suck each other's ass at the same time, darling. That will give both of us a thrill."
We threw our bodies downward. She got on top of me, burying her tongue in my
asshole. Her ass rested just above my head. Her tongue began darting in speedy, fervent
strokes around my ass, turning me on and making me desire her ass.
My tongue went to work on her ass. With both of us sucking so fervently something
had to give in the way of passion, and it did. Our bodies bounced up and down and
around the bed as we continued going to work on each other.
Without saying a word, without even lifting her tongue from my body, Lenore quickly
switched her tongue from my ass to my cunt, applying beautiful strokes, causing the
excitement to rise in me.
My cunt was aflame with passion, and I switched my own movements from her ass to
her cunt, driving my tongue zealously. We ran our fingers over each other's ass cheeks
while our blazing tongues continued sucking for all they were worth, filling each other
with need, with strong desires to expel our juices.
It didn't take us long to shoot the first time. We did it together, then went right back to
action after a breather of several seconds. We were bound and determined to drain as
much juice out of each other as was possible.
We didn't finally stop until we had each shot three times. Then we lay sprawled out on
the bed looking at each other, feeling satisfied over our accomplishments.
"For a gal who hadn't done that much fucking before joining us, you've sure come a
long way," Lenore smiled. "When you get started you just don't wanna stop."
"My partner instills that feeling in me."
"I've tried to, baby, but most of it's just plain natural. You've got it in you and I'm
happy you do."
"There's just something about fucking with you or Eddie or somebody I really like that
makes me feel so free. I've never felt freer, it's just the greatest feeling I've ever had."
"I know what you mean. It's a real liberating experience, letting yourself go like that."
"That's what I mean."
"Tell you what. Lemme go in the other room 'and fix us some drinks. We'll drink a
toast to being liberated women."
"To women's lib and our liberation," I laughed. She got up and walked into the kitchen.


Chapter 5

I had so much fun in the two days I spent in that cabin with Lenore that the time
passed by in a flash.
Most of the remainder of the first day I spent fucking with Lenore. Starting the second
day I got reacquainted with my dog friends. After an early breakfast, and after feeding
the dogs outside the cabin, Lenore brought them in to have some fun with us.
"I suggest we switch partners, baby, since you got well acquainted with Caesar
yesterday," Lenore suggested.
"Whatever you say."
I didn't feel like arguing the point with her, and knew that she was probably under
instructions from Eddie to handle things in just that way, but I would rather have stuck
with Caesar my handsome Great Dane since I had established such a great rapport with
him the previous day.
But Peter the police dog was a pretty handsome specimen as well, and I was confident I
could get to like him as well.
Little did I realize before I started, however, just how fast that transition would be. No
sooner did I get my clothes off and call him over than we were already behaving like we
had been lovers for years.
He smothered me with kisses, letting his tongue stroke all around my face, filling me
with desires. We rolled all over the rug, kissing and caressing each other. I let my
tongue enter his mouth and he cooperated by splashing his tongue against mine.
"I love you, I love you," I gasped.
Peter went to work on my tits, which he tongued and bit, causing my body to flip up
and down with wild desire. Those teeth were wielded with perfect impact. He would
bite sharp enough to make me feel a slight sting, which served to turn me on even
greater than before, but which stopped short of terrible pain. The sensations my tits
received circulated through the rest of my body, which trembled with every stroke.
After giving my tits a wild workout, Peter worked his way quickly down to my breasts,
stopping just long enough to give my stomach a few quick lashes of the tongue.
His tongue flailed at full speed as it reached my love button, slipping over every crevice,
driving the sensations through my body. He was so completely turned on and I found
his charms so electrically captivating that I just had to shoot no more than a few strokes
after he started.
"You're so beautiful, I love you," I sighed after he finished me off for the first time.
"Now I'll bet you're hot."
He was hot, all right, extra hot. All I had to do was reach over and feel his cock and he
began barking, running his tongue all around my face. He was telling me just how
horny he was, and I knew just the thing to make him less horny.
I moved my body forward slightly, then took his big dong firmly in my fingers, guiding
it inside my snatch. I moved it in there slowly, watching the anxious expression on his
face with great delight. He wanted me, which made me delighted.
When his cock was in all the way there was the locking that takes place when a dog's
inside you. Then he reared back and went to work.
I reared back and met his movements with thrusts of my own, running my fingers
around his fur for extra measure. He speeded up the pace until he was fucking at full
speed, driving himself ever closer to explosion. Finally I felt the hot juices of an
exploding dog. I closed my eyes and enjoyed every dreamy moment of it.
"Thank you, my love," I kissed him on his forehead. He returned the compliment by
wagging his tail. He loved me and was letting me know it.
I watched Caesar go to work on Lenore's snatch with the same degree of vigor that
Peter had exercised on mine. I watched his strong body rock back and forth and
realized just how lucky Lenore and I had been to have dogs like Peter and Caesar to
screw with. They seemed to possess inexhaustible supplies of energy, and the energy
they possessed was being expended largely on making us happy.
Caesar shot inside her, causing Lenore to break out in a big smile. She looked at me
and said: "They're in very good form."
"I just loved my screw."
"They're good dogs. They always do a great job."
We put our clothes on. Lenore put the dogs outside to have their morning exercise.
Exercise, that is, of the non-fucking variety. She fixed us some coffee and we sat and
talked at the kitchen table.
"Eddie's got big things in store for you, I just know it," Lenore said with complete
confidence. "What is it that makes you say that?"
"He wouldn't have you making such fast adjustments if he didn't. Most of the time he'll
have a girl dance and maybe just do a few routine things before he gives the kind of
responsibilities to her that he's already giving you. That's something that he'd be
working you into a dog act this quick. You know, I'll be honest, it was a lot tougher for
me to adjust than it has been for you."
"Did you have strict upbringing?"
"No, not really. It was just that it was hard for me to get it through my head that it
wasn't something real nasty to sell a little sex. Hell, like Eddie says, if a gal doesn't sell
it one way she's gonna sell it another, but it took me a long time to get that through
my head. I'll never forget the first time I made it with Eddie, though. That was really
something."
"I'll never forget my first time, either."
"I wouldn't even drink at the time, which made it tough on me. He took me up to his
apartment and talked straight business with me. He said he wanted to put me into a
show of his. At first I was so convinced he was putting me on that I got up to leave."
"But he argued you out of following through."
"That he did, much to my eternal gratefulness. Yeah, he started turning on the old
charm. One second he was kissing me, the next he had me in the bedroom. He actually
had to hypnotize me in a way to get me into that bedroom. He kept saying 'Let yourself
go, let yourself go' and I finally did.
I let myself go and he did the same thing. Can that man ever make love."
"Believe me, I know."
"But don't you love screwing these dogs?"
"I can't believe how much I enjoy it. If you'd told me a week ago that I'd be fucking a
couple dogs and enjoying it in a Lake Arrowhead cabin I'd tell you, you were out of
your mind."
"That's exactly what I did tell Eddie when he introduced me to Caesar and Peter for the
first time," she laughed. "I asked him if he thought I was depraved or something. He
told me that I'd be doing myself a great disservice if I didn't at least give it a try. I did
and you see what happened. Yeah, he has high hopes about using the dogs wisely and
making a lot of money. He's already ' put a lot of money into them."
"They look like expensive dogs."
"That's only part of it," she laughed. "He's spent a lot of money training them. You
don't think that they're this good at pleasing women naturally. No, a lot of it, I'm sure,
they come by naturally, but a lot of their abilities were acquired by careful effort. Well,
you saw John the day we arrived."
"Yes, the man who lives down the road."
"He's the one who'd been training them. He's a regular genius at it. He's called in
women and paid them money to undress and go through the act with them. And while
the women were putting out old John would go to work instructing the dogs on just
what to do. It's turned out beautifully, hasn't it?"
"Has it ever."
We talked for a few more minutes. Then we heard the hum of an automobile drawing
near. We looked out the window and observed Eddie's Jaguar pulling into the dirt
driveway.
"Looks like our man's here," Lenore looked through the front window and exclaimed.
He opened the door and walked in, wearing a triumphant smile.
"You're looking happy," I said.
"Everything's beautiful," he grinned. "I opened up a new place yesterday in East Los
Angeles and business has been beautiful."
"The beer bar you talked about?" Lenore said. "Yeah, the topless-bottomless place," he
lit a cigarette, then slid his body into a chair. "Those guys just packed that place. It's a
great response. I'm gonna do real well there. But that isn't all that I'm tickled about.
But before I get into that, how'd you girls get along with the dogs?"
"Just beautiful," Lenore smiled.
"And how about you, Jane?" he looked at me curiously.
"Lenore was speaking for me as well. It was great, just great. It couldn't have been
better."
"That's good. That's just the way I was hoping you girls would adjust, because I've got
some great news. I was talking to one of my wealthiest clients, a guy that will pay
plenty for his kicks, and he's interested in having you gals come over and to his place
and putting on a show for him with the dogs. This is a chance for a fantastic pay day,
and if you please him he'll spread the word around and we'll get more lucrative
opportunities. I'm real happy about it."
"So we're in the big leagues," Lenore laughed. "Baby, when you get with Eddie you're
definitely in the big leagues. There's no two ways about it. Anyhow, this guy would like
you gals over at his pad next Tuesday night. You don't work at Roxy's that night
anyway. I'm gonna take the dogs into the city with us. I can't keep 'em at my place, so
I've had John check around, and he's found probably the best kennel in the city just a
few blocks from where I live. So I've made arrangements to keep the dogs there."
"Isn't this exciting," Lenore said. "We're going on the road. It makes me feel like an
actress."
"Speaking of actresses, this guy you're gonna be pleasing has had plenty of them in his
day. He's Alex LaRoque, the director."
"Oh, you're kidding," Lenore burst into laughter.
"You know him?" Eddie inquired.
"Oh, I know of him. I knew a girl once who had been over to his place for a party.
Yeah, they call him Mad Man LaRoque, Super Voyeur, don't they?"
"That's right. He's got the rep for being the biggest voyeur in town."
"I imagine he gets into the acts as well," I said. "He's limited, baby," Eddie carefully
explained. "You see, back when he was big as a director, I mean really big, he got so
much cunt that he just burned himself out. Now he can't get his cock up, but that
doesn't stop him from getting the urge to have a lot of sex. He's just a little more
limited in what he can do. Anyway, he's promised two thousand dollars if we can do
everything his way."
"We should be able to deliver with the profits that high," Lenore said.
"That's exactly the way that I'm thinking," Eddie nodded. "You girls are great. When
you let yourselves go you're unbeatable, and I oughta know, since I've been around and
have done a lot of fucking."
"Hear, hear," Lenore chuckled.
"So let's grab our canine friends and get back to the city. We've got a lot to look
forward to."
Things were definitely looking up. First we'd put in a busy weekend at Roxy's then get
ready to go see the big director, with lots of good screwing in the offing.
That weekend we performed before standing room audiences every night at Roxy's. Cal
Bennett was so impressed that he was practically pissing in his pants with exhilaration.
Following Friday night's show Eddie came to see us in our dressing room. He was
wearing a triumphant smile to match the way that things had been going.
"Believe it or not there were a couple of broads out there in the audience tonight, along
with all the guys," he began.
"I can hardly believe it. They must have stumbled in the wrong door," I said.
"No, they came to see you. Not only that, but they paid me a visit as well. They'd like
to fuck you gals over at their pad. They're great gals, I've known 'em both for a long
time. They own a women's store on Sunset Boulevard."
"I hope they aren't looking for complimentary fucks," Lenore said.
"Not these chicks. They're good about paying. There'll be one hundred for each of you
and two hundred for me, and they won't be too demanding. There's just one thing they
emphasize."
"What's that?" I asked.
"They get to be the men."
"For one hundred bucks apiece we'll give them that privilege," Lenore said with a broad
smile.
Eddie drove us out to a classy home in Westwood. The lights were on. Our company
was there and waiting for us.
Eddie rang the doorbell.
"Come in," an eager voice beckoned.
We strode inside. The women to be entertained were sitting in their bras and panties on
the living room sofa. They both appeared to be in their late thirties, and both of them
looked good. Eddie introduced them to us as Gail and Henrietta. Gail had brown hair
and an intense look. She was short and fairly on the stocky side, but firmly so, stopping
short of being fat and overblown. Her friend Henrietta was a brunette. Tall and willowy,
she had smaller tits than Gail, but boasted longer, more sensuous legs than those of her
friend.
"You girls like a drink?" Gail looked at us. "Or you, for that matter, Eddie?"
Lenore and I declined the offer. Eddie accepted.
"So you're here to watch," Henrietta said to Eddie.
"Sure, as long as you don't mind."
"No, not at all," Henrietta said.
"I'm ready to get started right away," Gail said after handing Eddie his drink.
"So am I," Henrietta looked both of us over approvingly.
We headed directly into the bedroom. Everything was set up for fucking. The lights
were dimmed for romantic effect and the bed was undone, the sheets glistening white.
As Henrietta and Gail finished undressing Lenore and I got out of our clothes. Both of
them watched us with great interest, anxious to see us totally nude, as they had almost
seen us just a short time earlier at Roxy's. Eddie sat down calmly in a chair and sipped
his drink, looking every bit like a night club patron waiting for the floor show to begin.
Henrietta and Gail had gleams in their eyes as they looked at us in all our naked glory.
I was impressed with them. They both had good nude forms, which would make it all
the more fun to fuck with them.
It appeared that they had previously established who would be making love to whom
since, without any signals passing between them, Henrietta slinked sexily over to me,
throwing her arms around my waist, while Gail was making identical overtures toward
Lenore.
We had a big bed to share, and before long the springs were rattling like crazy, since all
four of us were horny for some good loving. After all that hard work on the stage,
Lenore and I were ready for some relaxation and release, something Henrietta and Gail
were giving us an opportunity to find and share with them.
"I like the shape of your ass," Henrietta whispered to me, kissing the tips of my ears,
then running her tongue inside my mouth. She emphasized her great desire for my ass
by running her fingers around my ass cheeks.
Pretty soon she dropped her head toward my ass. Playing the aggressive role all the
way, just as it had been determined beforehand, she placed my body on my stomach as
she began kissing my ass.
'Over on the other side of the bed I watched Gail put Lenore's big right toe in her
mouth and nibble on it fervently like she hadn't had any food in her system in days.
Henrietta kissed my ass cheeks for several minutes. Then she suddenly switch to
licking, using her tongue to circle my ass globes. Finally she began nibbling on my ass
cheeks with the same degree of fervency that Gail was bringing to bear on Lenore's
toes.
Those girls were so great at bizarre forms of sucking that Lenore and I bounded up and
down on the bed enthusiastically. They had us worked into a frenzy.
Horny Henrietta ultimately worked her way to my cunt. She punched and pulled at my
ass flesh as she let her tongue enter my moist mound. She got a big kick out of playing
with my flesh as she let her cunt sucking tempo build gradually.
Over on the other side of the bed Lenore was getting a generous ass suck from Gail.
Lenore was going out of her mind with passion, gasping and flailing on the bed.
Henrietta shoved a finger high up into my asshole as her tongue continued stabbing
me. Gradually the tempo of the sucking built as the ass stabbing accelerated as well.
"Oh, suck me, darling, I can't take much more," I gasped.
Before I knew it I was writhing every bit as furiously under Henrietta's sex onslaught as
was Lenore next to me.
The harder and more frequently she would ram her hot finger into my asshole, the
more my body would twist and turn. The tongue was operating like an effectual welloiled 
piston as I was driven ever closer to shooting my load.
While Henrietta was probing her finger inside my ass she squeezed my tits with free
fingers of her other hand. The finger movements combined with her talented tongue
efforts blew me out of my mind. I could hold back no longer, shooting my pussy liquid
into her mouth.
"Mighty good, mighty good," she lifted her head and nodded.
Next to us I observed that Gail was just starting to apply her tongue to Lenore's love
mound. She was nibbling on her clitoris expertly to assure Lenore of getting turned on
fast.
"If you ever wanna leave Eddie, you've got a home for you here, baby," Henrietta
smiled at me, kissing my lips.
"That's not gonna happen," Eddie laughed. "I'm being real good to her. She's too
valuable to lose."
"You're telling me," Henrietta said, looking me up and down with admiration, running
her fingers over my breasts. "These are so nice and firm. Nothing floppy about them at
all. Damned but I love your body. I'd do anything to get to fuck you all the time."
Just then Lenore let out a squeal as Gail ran a finger up her asshole, her tongue
continuing to circle Lenore's hot cunt.
"Trigger me, trigger me," Lenore cried.
She was being triggered, and fast, with Gail's tongue doing the job in style. She shot
her wad a few strokes later. Gail promptly delivered a kiss of appreciation to her lips.
"Now let's give our lovers a good ride," Henrietta looked over at Gail and winked
knowingly.
"Be with you in a second," Gail nodded.
Gail walked into the hall outside the bedroom.
I heard the sounds of her rummaging through something. The sounds of rummaging
ceased, to be replaced by the patter of her footsteps as she came back into the bedroom.
She was holding a dildo in each hand, the plastic penises staring out at us. Gail handed
one of them to Henrietta. Now it was becoming completely obvious what had been
meant about them performing in the roles of men. They wanted to dildo-fuck us.
It was the first time I had ever been through an experience like that, and tinges of fear
flitted through my stomach as they strapped on the huge instruments and prepared to
begin. It looked so strange to me to see a girl with a huge hard-on.
It felt even stranger when Henrietta, her eyes filled with lust, maneuvered my body
downward on my back. She let the dildo penetrate my cunt and flared her body back
and forth. Meanwhile on the other side of the bed Lenore was receiving identical
treatment from an equally aroused Gail.
Back and forth Henrietta would wield the dildo with effectiveness, slapping my buttocks
and shouting:
"Damned but you've got a cute ass."
My body was afire with passion as she fucked me back and forth with sweeping, electric
strokes. My trembling body flipped forward to match her brisk strides.
"Oh, what a fucker you are," Henrietta gasped. "I love these sensations. I love your
spirit."
She slapped me on the ass until it was as red as a firecracker. It probably felt about the
same that a firecracker would on the Fourth of July, provided, of course, that
firecrackers had feelings.
I don't know how long she kept fucking me. When you're that wrapped up in what
you're doing you often lose track of time. That was what happened to me as she
continued firing her makeshift cock up and at me, sending burning waves of desire
throughout my entire body.
"You gals are fucking my babies silly," Eddie burst into loud, vigorous laughter,
enjoying the erotic sight before his eyes. "Sock it to 'em, girls, fuck them, make love to
them, tear 'em up with those dildos. Go to it, go to it."
About the time I was ready to flip out of my mind with passion I felt the sensation of
hot cum shooting into my cunt. I couldn't believe it, but there it was, hot white liquid
shooting into me. I looked over at Gail and Lenore and saw that the same thing was
happening with them.
"All the thrills of a fuck, including that big explosion," Henrietta winked as the hot
white liquid spurted into me.
"What's going on here?" I asked in surprise.
"I just shot."
"How did that happen?"
"I loaded my dildo, baby."
"Loaded it?"
"Yes, filled it with egg white. Wasn't that a good idea?"
"Wonderful. What a fuck!"
"We'll have to do it more often," Gail said, "and change partners now and then, too. I'd
like to try Jane on for size."
"We'd like to see you again," I said enthusiastically.
"So would I," Lenore smiled.
Eddie exuded a triumphant glow as he got up from the chair.
"If things had gotten any hotter I would've had to tear off my clothes and join the
action," he said.
"But this was supposed to be just for girls," Gail reminded.
"I know. That's why I contained myself, and it wasn't easy. Wow, did you girls put
out."
"These are the most beautiful girls you've ever sent over here, along with being the
most passionate," Gail said.
"Didn't I tell you they would be?"
"You sure did," Henrietta nodded. "That reminds me, Eddie old boy. We owe you
something."
Henrietta walked over to the dresser drawer and pulled out a checkbook. She picked up
a pen and endorsed a check to Eddie.
"Don't spend all that in one place," Henrietta quipped as she handed the check to
Eddie.
"I won't."
The girls insisted on fixing us a nightcap, after we all got dressed. I didn't really feel like
drinking, but after they had been so nice and generous toward us both in bed and out,
it was the least that we could do to show our gratitude.
"If you don't treat these girls just right we're gonna steal both of them from you," Gail
told Eddie as we headed for the door to leave.
"You see, now you've gotta be nice to us," Lenore slapped Eddie on the back playfully.
"What can I do or say?" Eddie smiled. "I'm completely outnumbered by beautiful
women.
It was early morning and sunrise wasn't far away as we headed for home. Lenore and I
had satisfied two customers, something we were becoming experts at.
I got to thinking about the wild voyeur director. He would pose an interesting
challenge.


Chapter 6

I was confident that things would sail along beautifully from the time that we picked up
our canine lovers at the kennel. It was a classy place, and the dogs couldn't have looked
better when we picked them up.
"I fed them some raw juicy steaks," the tall Negro who took care of the dogs told us
when he opened up their cage to let them out for us. "They're healthy and full of all
kinds of energy."
They'll need it for what we've got in store for them, I thought to myself as they came
running toward us barking, throwing themselves into our arms.
When we got them into the car they were so supercharged that we had to calm them
down.
"Now sit, sit," I scolded as Caesar started licking my face. "Save everything for a few
minutes. Then we want you to act like that."
Eddie had told us several times how important it was to please the famous movie
director Alex LaRoque.
"This guy's as uninhibited as hell," he told us just before we left to pick up the dogs.
"The wilder the better, as far as he's concerned. He's seen all and done all, and just
because he can't get his cock up doesn't mean that you can take him lightly. He expects
you to put on a whale of a show at the price he's paying, and he's right. He has every
reason to expect one."
These were the thoughts running through my mind as Lenore drove us toward our
destination. We had to make sure that we gave him just the kind of big thrills he was
expecting. If he did then it meant more lucrative pay days for us in the future. It was a
great opportunity and where things went from there largely depended on us, according
to what Eddie had said.
LaRoque lived in a sprawling English style gray mansion atop a hill just off Benedict
Canyon Drive. Lenore drove her car inside the gate and forward the some two hundred
yards toward the circular driveway in front of his house.
"Some dump," I said.
"Yeah, cozy little place."
We let the dogs out of the back seat and walked with them to the front door. We rang
the bell and seconds later a uniformed butler appeared, showing us inside.
"Mr. LaRoque will receive you in the bar," the butler told us, leading us down a long,
narrow hall past the living room and toward the bar. Next to the bar was a picture
window out of which you could see the backyard swimming pool, and beyond the yard,
the lights of the city. It was a pretty impressive sight for my as yet generally
unsophisticated eyes.
"Good evening, ladies, and gentlemen," our host bowed deferentially, looking first at
Lenore and me, then our canine companions. "Won't you sit down and let me prepare
you drinks."
"Thank you," Lenore smiled uncomfortably, taken back with awe just as I was.
We ordered the dogs to sit down in the corner while we seated ourselves at the bar in
comfortable director-styled chairs with LaRoque's name on the back of every one.
I believe that both Lenore and myself were as taken aback by the captivating presence
of the famous man we were meeting for the first time as by the glamorous airs of his
place. He strode nimbly like an aggressive young teenager behind the bar, getting busy
and mixing us drinks.
"Would Manhattans be satisfactory?" he asked.
"Thank you," we both said.
"That's good, because it's one of my specialties. Now, let me see, by the way that Eddie
described both of you, that means you're Lenore and you're Jane," he pointed first at
her, then at me.
"You've got it right," I said.
"Fine. Drink up, girls, and enjoy yourselves," he placed our drinks in front of us. "I
want you to make yourselves completely at home."
He was so distinguished that I could hardly imagine him engaging in wild sex. He was
so courtly in manner that it was impossible to imagine him ever lowering himself to the
ranks of mere humans. He wore a white polo shirt with his initials AL embroidered in
red, and neatly pressed brown trousers. His hair was the most distinguished white color
I had ever seen, and his skin was tanned and bronzed like a man who was in the sun all
the time. There wasn't a line in his face, and his eyes were a rich blue.
We chatted casually as we sipped our drinks. I enjoyed the taste so well that I started
drinking faster. And the faster I drank the more turned on I found myself becoming
sexually. At one point I found myself so excited that I contemplated tearing Lenore's
dress off right on the spot.
From the way that Lenore was nervously eyeing me I got the feeling that she was every
bit as aroused as I was. When she scraped her leg against mine under the bar I was
even more sure.
"You girls finished those fast," LaRoque said pleasantly as he looked at our empty
glasses. "How about refills?"
"Fine, sir," I said.
"Oh now, don't spoil things through formality by calling me sir. Please call me Alex."
"Very well, Alex," I said.
He mixed us refills, which we belted down with even speedier enthusiasm than we had
brought to bear the first time around. And the more I drank the hornier I began to feel.
My head began to spin with ecstatic delight as I sipped my drink. Once again Lenore's
leg brushed against mine. Alex quickly picked up on the sexual excitement we felt.
"It looks like you two young ladies are ready to adjourn upstairs," he exclaimed calmly.
"We sure are," Lenore didn't even try to hide her enthusiasm. "I'm hot to trot."
"Very, very good," our dignified host allowed himself a dignified chuckled. "Follow me
up to my special fun and games room. You'll find it most charming and practical for
occasions such as these."
The dogs got up and trudged behind us as we made our way up the stairs and into the
fun room, which he opened and held for us as we made our entrance. After we all made
it inside he flicked on the light switch.
It was the most fantastic room I had ever seen in my life. It was a monument dedicated
to screwing, something that Alex LaRoque had done a lot of during his life. Perched
atop a marble table in bronze was the figure of an erect penis.
"That was mine, its normal size when I was in my prime," he pointed with great pride
toward the phallus.
I almost made a remark about his magnificent size, but caught myself, since I was aware
that there was no size left anymore in it. I didn't want to take any chance of turning
him off.
He seemed to absolutely swell up with pride as he guided us to a wall collection of
photographs. Our host Alex was in every one of them, having sex with a variety of
beautiful movie stars. I recognized every one of them. In some of them he would be
eating out their boxes. In a few he was ramming them up the cunt with his big dick. In
others they were going down on his huge tool.
"This girl here gave great head," he pointed toward a famous screen siren who was
pictured tick ling his balls find running her tongue up his long pole. "That's what made
her a star, in fact. She never was much of an actress, but she kept all the men happy.
The producers, directors. Hell, even the members of the crew got more than their share
of action. All the men wanted to work on her pictures, for obvious reasons."
As much as I enjoyed the conversation and pictures I just couldn't stand anymore. I was
just too plain hot, and so was Lenore. Next thing I knew we were rubbing our bodies
against each other. When the dogs noticed how aroused we were they began stirring.
"Looks like everybody's good and horny, including our two handsome dog friends,"
Alex nodded happily. Things were falling into place, just as he hoped they would.
"Since everybody's ready to get into action I suggest we undress and get on with it."
All I had to hear was the word "undress" and I was off to the races, tearing at my dress
with fingers that were so excited that they fumbled. In spite of the fumbling, however, I
still got my clothes off in record time. I wouldn't take my eyes off that bronze phallus of
Alex', and was only sorry that I had never had the opportunity of sucking it, as so
many prominent female stars had.
I watched Alex undress. He had an interesting body. It was trim and wiry, and as
bronzed as his face. As bronze as the phallus on top of the desk, in fact.
Everything about him was trim, and his stomach was well developed and muscular.
There wasn't any cock there, as Eddie had said, except for a limp reminder of the glory
that once was Alex LaRoque, but somehow even the absence of a hard dick wasn't
enough to turn me off, since he had so much going for him in other ways.
When he saw us undressed he pointed toward the heart-shaped bed in the center of the
room, which was surrounded by huge mirrors, along with statues of people in
intercourse dating back to Early Rome.
"Call your dogs over and the fun will begin," a lively tone entered his voice, which had
been completely relaxed before he entered the fun and games room.
"Caesar, Peter," I called the dogs.
They took after us with barks of impatience, dying to get into the act of fucking. We lay
sprawled out on the huge bed with our legs open invitingly, giving our canine friends
all the invitation that they needed.
"They're picking up that cunt scent fast," Alex broke into a loud chuckle. "Go get 'em,
boys."
Peter reached me and Caesar wound up in front of Lenore. Their nimble legs flung
upward and they landed in bed with us. Their noses were sniffing busily as they probed
around our snatches. Our legs were trembling with excitement as they anticipated
tongue thrusts. Something about these drinks had turned me on unlike I had been
turned on before.
"Suck me, Peter, suck me," I cried out in desperation, seeking contact with his tongue.
He swarmed all over me, his tongue peppering me with enthusiastic movements,
grinding out all kinds of adventurous excitement as my body rocked in appreciation.
"Now they're rolling," our host laughed, "and I think I'll give them a little help."
The next thing I knew I felt wild and wonderful sensations in my asshole. I looked and
observed Alex giving Peter just the help he had said he would be letting his tongue
roam over my asshole. Between his sucks and Peter's vigorous tongue thrusts I was
overcome by excitement.
"Oh, that ass suck, you're great," I gasped.
I'd never had a double suck quite like it, getting Peter's long and eminently talented
tongue slipping rapidly over my cunt and Alex' beautiful thrusts filling my ass with
sensation.
Alex kept the action going until I shot, after which he turned his attentions to Lenore's
ass, which received the same kind of pleasant delight that I had.
"Oh, where'd you get those tongue movements?" she exclaimed with a loud sigh. "Oh,
work that tongue around me. I love it, I love it. Oh, what tongue action."
Peter and I watched their threesome up until the time that Lenore exploded. Then hot
Peter got grand designs on my cunt once more. Only this time he wanted to Stick his
peter in it. And Peter's peter was always a formidable instrument.
He began rubbing against me nervously, giving me my cue as to what he is after.
"So you wanna fuck," I exclaimed, petting him on top of his handsome head. "You've
come to the right place."
"Great, let's see him shove that dong in you," Alex jumped up enthusiastically from the
bed.
As Alex closely watched me help Peter fit his huge prick inside my cunt he picked up a
small box from atop a light stand. He walked over to us and popped a pill, which he
shoved into my face.
"Try this, it'll get you even hotter," he said.
I sniffed it and went practically into orbit from the scent of it. I was gasping with sexual
delight. Then, after I had been taken care of, he popped another one for Peter, shoving
it under his nose.
The effect on Peter was absolutely astounding as he began barking, then threw his head
down and began biting my tits. At first it hurt but after a while I began to like it, even
after he drew blood.
He went after my tits for several wild seconds, then switched his efforts back to my
cunt. He rocked back and forth with wild anticipation, shoving his meat into me with
hard, violent strokes.
"Will you watch that dog pump the meat," Alex looked at Lenore and said. Lenore and
Caesar were watching us fuck.
Peter was slamming his dick into me so hard that I wondered how much more I could
take. That pill that Alex had popped in front of him had turned my lover into a wild
beast.
"Fuck her, Peter," Alex encouraged. "Slam that hot dick into her, pepper her cunt."
His testicles slammed into me with ferocity as he continued rocking back and forth.
Then he filled my cunt with hot; juice.
"Bravo, the big score has been made," Alex threw back his head and laughed. "Now
let's see you two go to it."
Lenore conscientiously slid Caesar's hard prick into her snatch as the rest of us looked
on. I needed something of a rest to recuperate from a wild screw. I watched Caesar's
hard dong lock inside Lenore.
Alex got out the pill box once more, popping a pill for Lenore, then for Caesar. I
watched Caesar's reaction carefully, comparing it to the reaction of Peter. It wasn't
quite as violent. He barked several times excitedly, then let his tongue sweep swiftly
around Lenore's face, which got quite a bath.
He finished his tongue bath and went back to concentrating on Lenore's hot mound,
which was dying to be fucked and shot into by Caesar.
"Will you look at that dog's cock spearing her," Alex shouted out joyously. "He was
having a great time watching us go to it with our dogs."
Caesar was so worked up that all it took were a few strokes for him to shoot. After he
did our friend Alex had another contribution to make to the evening's fun.
He picked up a container of whipped cream and shot a full load of it into my ass, then
my cunt.
"Now you're all gonna see some classy licking," he promised. "Just call the dogs off and
tell them I've got something for them to see."
Lenore signaled for the dogs to vacate the bed and take a place on the floor. They
curled Up obediently, watching us with intelligent expressions, wondering what was
coming up next.
Alex jumped up on the bed, pulled my legs apart slightly, and let his tongue go to work
on my ass. He had a unique magic all his own when it came to wielding that thing with
authority.
My ass swayed from side to side enthusiastically as he continued flicking away, licking
off whipped cream as he did, getting my cunt hotter with every stroke.
"Get that cream off," I begged. "Suck me, keep that going, then go to work on my cunt.
I want that beautiful tongue of yours on my cunt. I want it in me. I wanna give you my
juice."
My pleas were answered. They got him all the more turned on to the job at hand, that
of licking off all the whipped cream in my ass. When he got all the whipped cream off
of me he went to work instantly on my cunt, sucking with vigorous determination.
He ran his fingers up and down my legs to give me extra support as his tongue
operated at a blistering pace. He poked a finger up my asshole and twisted it around
like a corkscrew to add to my sex excitement. It drew me all the closer to shooting.
"Suck, suck, suck me, I want you, I wanna give you my juice," I begged, "go after my
juice, suck me."
The fingers continued running up my leg, the forefinger continued working its way
around my ass, and his tongue blistered my hot snatch with electric force.
More and more of the whipped cream vanished until it was finally all gone. After that I
exploded in his mouth, which caused him to look up and give me a triumphant grin.
"Success, success, I really got what I wanted," he said, "but not all that I wanted, my
dear. For that I'll have to go back for more."
He did, bringing me off not long afterwards. Then for good measure he brought me off
a third time. About that time he looked over at Lenore, who was sitting demurely and
patiently watching all the festivities, and gave her a wink.
"Hello there," he said.
"Hi, lover."
"How'd you like a whipped cream bath?"
"If your tongue goes with it it's a deal."
"Very good. Consider it a deal."
Alex loaded her ass and cunt up with whipped cream. After that he went briskly to
work, giving her body the same kind of exhilarating excitement that mine had received
earlier. It was interesting to note how her responses correlated with mine. It was also
interesting to observe Alex at work as his tongue flicked with precision skill.
After she exploded another big smile burst on Alex' face. I thought about what Eddie
had said about him, that even though he couldn't get hard it didn't mean that his
enthusiasm for sex had been dampened. He was the kind of guy whose enthusiasm for
anything could only have been dampened by putting him in his grave.
"Now I wish you lovely girls would get off the bed and allow me to lie down," he told
us abruptly after he finished with Lenore.
From the way he said it one almost got the feeling that he wanted to lie down and go to
sleep. I've seen so many bizarre things that it wouldn't shock me even if that were the
case. It would, though, greatly surprise me. He sprawled out on his back, making
himself comfortable. Perhaps all he wanted was a brief rest before moving on to
something else. Maybe that's what he wanted. "Both of you girls can join me up here
now," he said, motioning toward both of us.
When we were practically sitting on his face, where I figured he would take turns eating
us, he revealed his strange request.
"You girls have plenty of liquids in you, I presume," he grinned.
"You served us two drinks," Lenore said.
"I certainly did. Well, I want those drinks back along with anything else you've got
stored up," he calmly revealed.
"You mean you want us to piss on you?" Lenore asked.
"Don't make it sound so crude, my dear," he laughed. "A golden shower can be a thing
of great beauty. There's nothing quite like the enjoyment of the warm liquid splashing
on a man's face. It's more refreshing than a dab of after shave lotion in the morning."
I hadn't expected anything that strange to come of the evening, even with LaRoque's
reputation. But to think of it as that far out just showed how much of a prude I still
was.
"Now I want you, Lenore, to deposit a nice warm load of your urine in my mouth," he
carefully instructed. "I want to taste and swallow it. I love that devastating taste. As for
you, Jane my sweet, I expect to see you let loose with a nice warm spray of gold on my
body, particularly my chest and stomach. That would produce the kind of beautiful
shower that I am seeking. Can I count on you girls to come through again?"
"You can, I've gotta piss anyway," Lenore exclaimed.
"Please, my dear," he corrected her once more, "that word is urinate. Don't reduce
something beautiful to a vulgar name."
"Sorry about that."
I stood just above his stomach, letting the warm urine shoot out of me and onto his
body. While I was releasing my urine stream on his stomach Lenore, who was standing
just above Alex' mouth, shot a hot load of piss into his mouth. It really surprised me to
see him accept it like it was some kind of gourmet's drink, gulping down every drop.
After we had gotten rid of every drop of urine in us, Alex jumped to his feet excitedly, a
big smile flashing on his face.
"That was wonderful, just the kind of electric excitement I needed," he told us happily.
"Now if you girls will excuse me, I'll go in the shower just long enough to step under
the warm water and wash off this delightful golden spray that sweet Jane sent my way.
When I get out, which will be in a matter of seconds, I'd like to see you wonderful girls
performing orally on the dogs. I like watching those splendid tongues of yours going
down on big cocks, and both of these wonderful dogs are well hung. So carry on, and
I'll be right back."
Alex walked briskly into the bathroom, closing the door. We heard the shower water
running.
"We'd better get to work," I said.
"Yeah, I'll call the dogs."
Lenore called the dogs, who came rushing toward us, licking our faces, devouring us
with love.
We started pumping up and down on their excited dongs, which excited them all the
more. I was pumping up and down on Caesar, while Lenore was busy entertaining
Peter.
Quickly we threw ourselves into position and began sucking up and down on their big
pricks.
"Bravo, bravo, what wonderful sucks," I heard Alex' voice suddenly. He closed the
bathroom door and came striding quickly toward us. "I'll have to do a little ass sucking
to stimulate you girls even more."
Alex began by getting on top of the bed and running his tongue around inside Lenore's
asshole. I noticed Lenore quickly accelerate her pace the longer that Alex sucked. Alex
kept it up right until the time that Peter exploded.
"Will you look at the hot stuff come out of that dog's prick," Alex said in awe. "He
really gives a girl a big load."
But Alex wasn't planning to watch for long. No sooner did Peter finish expelling his
juices than Alex was working his tongue around inside my asshole, sending thrills
reeling through me.
I ran my tongue up and down Caesar's long shaft feverishly as Alex did his stuff inside
my ass. When Caesar shot and his hot liquid spilled into my mouth I felt great. My
man was shooting inside me. I wouldn't ever tell Eddie this, but I actually enjoyed it
more when Caesar or Peter shot inside me, since they had thicker loads to give.
"What a magnificent climax to a delightful evening," Alex saluted all four of us after
Caesar shot in my mouth. "You two were wonderful, and with those lively dogs thrown
in, well, I'll tell you, I don't remember the last time I had this much fun. I would like to
give a party in honor of all of you next week. Do you suppose that you could make it?"
"We'd love to make it," I said, pleased that we had impressed a celebrated sex voyeur so
thoroughly.
"Wonderful! Why don't we tentatively schedule it for a week from tomorrow. That
would be a Wednesday. How does that sound to you girls?"
"Sounds fine," Lenore nodded. "It just depends on whether Eddie has something
scheduled or not."
"Of course. That's why I used the word 'tentative.' I wouldn't do anything to disrupt
that wonderful young man's schedule. He's an absolutely ingenious young man. I
respect him greatly. Why don't we adjourn downstairs for cocktails."
He got behind the bar and mixed us drinks once more after we dressed and went
downstairs. This time he fixed some kind of liqueur for us that I can't even pronounce
the name of. All I know is that this time I felt relaxed whereas the other time I had
sampled his drinks I had the irresistible urge to fuck.
Alex made out a check for two thousand dollars, which he handed to me with a smile.
"Now you take care of this, and make sure your delightful boss gets it," he informed
me.
'That I will."
"Well, it was a wonderful occasion for me. Goodnight, girls, and I hope I'll be seeing
you next Wednesday."
The butler suddenly appeared, showing us to the door, as Alex LaRoque, the famous
director, retired to another room.
As we got the dogs into the car and Lenore pulled out of the estate and onto the main
street, something was bothering me.
"I've never had drinks affect me like the ones I had just before our session," I shook my
head in dismay.
"You silly girl," Lenore laughed. "Haven't you heard of Spanish flies?"
"Yes, I've heard of them, but I've never had them."
"Now you have."
"How do you know?"
"Well, Eddie spiked a bowl of punch with Spanish flies at a party one night. You never
saw such fucking. They were screwing from the rafters by the time it was all over."
"And it felt the same way that time as tonight?"
"You'd better believe it, baby. I recognized the reactions."
We let the dogs off at the kennel, bidding them goodnight and heading from there to
Eddie's apartment. We walked inside and heard sounds in the bedroom.
A quick investigation revealed Eddie lying on his ass with his legs spread, allowing a
flashy nude blonde to suck his cock. She was pumping it to him in just the way that he
liked it, tickling his balls fervently while she ran her hot tongue up and down his prick.
"He's always getting that big dick of his taken care of," Lenore slid into a chair and
smiled at me. "We might as well sit down until they're finished. And from the way he's
kicking he'll be shooting pretty fast."
I sat down in a chair and watched the blonde talentedly manipulate her busy tongue
over Eddie's hard phallus. Finally he let out a big howl and the cum spurted out of the
end of his stick.
"Clarice, your sucking gets better with age," he patted the blonde on the ass.
"So does your cock," she quickly replied.
Eddie then spotted us for the first time.
"Well now, the conquering heroines are back from Alex LaRoque's," he laughed. "So
how did it go?"
"Like a charm," Lenore said. "He wants us back next Wednesday for a full scale party."
"Boy, then you must have really gone over big."
"We got off to a flying start," I chimed in. "He spiked our drinks with Spanish flies."
"That sounds just like him," he erupted with laughter.
The cute blonde, Clarice, was quickly drawn into the conversation by Eddie, who
introduced her to both of us.
"Wait a minute," Lenore said. "It seems like we've met before."
"You do look familiar," Clarice conceded.
"I know where it was. We danced together at a club over in the Valley. It was not long
after I met Eddie."
"That's right, we did," Clarice nodded. "It was the Top Hat Club, wasn't it?"
"Come to think of it, that was the name."
"I sold the joint two months ago at a big profit," Eddie said proudly.
"Say, what time is it?" Clarice said.
"It was a few minutes before twelve when we let the dogs off at the kennel. It's probably
a few minutes after that now."
"Holy smokes, my sugar daddy for the night will be expecting me," she got up and
wiggled into a pair of black slacks.
"The guy in Manhattan Beach?" Eddie asked.
"He's the one. He's meeting me at a hotel a few blocks away. It's the only way he can
shake his wife."
"Well, tell him your boss says he's got good taste," Eddie complimented her. She
deserved the compliment. Clarice had a gorgeous set of knockers and one of the cutest
asses I'd ever seen.
"He pays well," she put things in business perspective, "and he's not all that bad in bed,
either. Of course, he's not as good as you, but he tries hard."
"'Will you listen to this gorgeous girl," Eddie flashed a grin in the direction of Lenore
and myself. "She knows how to flatter the boss. I guess it never hurts."
"Particularly when it's truthful flattery, like mine is in this case," she winked at Eddie as
she slipped on her matching black blouse, which showed off her beautiful boobs to
great advantage.
"Listen, it was nice seeing you again, Lenore," Clarice flashed a lovely smile as she
headed for the door, "and it was a real pleasure meeting you, Jane. Hope to see you
again."
"Same here."
We exchanged long engaging smiles. We were hot for each other and damned well
knew it.
Once Clarice left Eddie looked at us and said:
"That great screw you had with Alex gives us cause for celebration, and the best way I
know of to celebrate is with a good three-way fuck."
"You just got a fantastic blow job from a beautiful blonde," Lenore shook her head.
"You just never seem to get enough, do you?"
"I'm breathing, aren't I? Besides, with such stimulating company in my presence what's
a guy supposed to say or do? Hell, I'm just a young guy with hot balls."
"We know that," I said.
Eddie watched us from the bed as we quickly undressed. As he peered at our naked
bodies he began pumping up and down on his prick with his right hand, sending waves
of stimulation flying through him as he got set for another big fuck.
"C'mon in here, girls, and give this big tool of mine some action," he encouraged.
"We can't let his big tool down, can we?" Lenore looked at me and smiled wryly.
"No, I guess not," I concurred.
We didn't. It was a fitting climax to a wonderful evening of fucking, We had done it all
– with our favorite dogs and the Super Voyeur Director, then with big-dicked Eddie.


Chapter 7

I let out a gasp of pain as the big dick locked in my asshole. I was making history with
Caesar, my lover. He was giving me my first canine ass fuck.
"Drive it in me, baby," I encouraged.
He rocked that powerful frame back and forth as he delivered stab after stab to my hot
ass. At first his thrusts were painful, but gradually I settled down and learned to enjoy
them, Caesar also enjoyed ass fucking, driving his big shaft at a violent pace, sending
the sensations surging through me.
While I was getting one of the wildest ass fucks in my life, my dear friend Lenora was
getting the same kind of action from Peter on the other side of the bed.
We were using the bed in Lenore's apartment, which wasn't as huge as the one in
Eddie's, and for awhile there I couldn't help but wonder if it would give way under the
tremendous pressure to which it was being subjected.
With every succeeding stab it would rock all the harder, but the dogs weren't about to
stop their vigorous screwing until they shot their hot loads. Their blazing dicks rocked
back and forth as we received every thrust delightedly, happy that we were their
mistresses, looking forward to the big moment of orgasm.
Peter shot first, and when I heard Lenore let out a loud sigh I looked over toward them
and saw the hot white gook shoot dramatically out of the end of Peter's big dick.
Caesar was driving himself at a frenzied clip toward explosion, rocking back and forth,
giving me all the thrills he was capable of sending my way. He drove himself until
finally the hot white juice shot out of the end of his dick and into my ass.
"Oh, you've creamed me, baby, you've creamed me," I gasped.
"He sure did. We both got creamed," Lenore said.
These dogs are turning into fucking wild men."
"Sure they are, but what about us?"
"We're fucking wild women."
"We all oughta be wild enough to give Alex LaRoque and company their share of thrills
Wednesday night."
"I think so."
Our last undressed rehearsal before the big night had just concluded. The dogs had
never appeared sharper. Eddie had asked us if we had let the dogs sodomize us, and
when we said we hadn't, he suggested that now would be as good a time as any to start.
"Old Alex will go out of his mind watching those dogs with their pricks ramming up
your asses, he explained.
We went right along with him, figuring that it would be just one more beautiful
sensation to be shared with Caesar and Peter.
Lenore and I had gotten into a pattern the last several days of having afternoon
screwing sessions with those hot dogs. Every time out they seemed to improve their
sexual performances. We were getting them ready for their big moment and ours, the
party Alex would be throwing on Wednesday. But there was more than that involved.
The more frequently we had sex with them the more turned on we became. I never
thought I could get hooked on two dogs the way that I was irresistibly attracted to both
Caesar and Peter.
I got into the car with Lenore and we drove the dogs back to the kennel. We were both
in a happy mood, which we generally were after obtaining meaningful sex Release.
"Those dogs are absolute geniuses," Lenore remarked, pointing toward them in the
back seat, where they were sitting contentedly. "They picked up sodomy with no sweat
at all."
"I don't think it hurts, either, that they dig us as much as they do. They trust us and
are anxious to put out for us in any way we say to."
"Yeah, I'm sure that has something to do with it."
We dropped them off at the kennel, after which Lenore suggested that we go
somewhere for a drink.
"Let's let off a little steam. We deserve it," she winked.
"Why not," I shrugged.
We ended up sipping Bloody Marys in a dark little bar on Sunset.
"I used to know the bartender here," Lenore said. "The old man that served us the
drinks?"
"Nah, this guy was young and groovy. Wonder what happened to him."
As we conversed, we sipped our drinks slowly. A few minutes later some guy called out
to Lenore. We both turned around and were face to face with a tall, dark, handsome
guy in a yellow sport shirt who was smiling like crazy.
"Len, how's it going," she patted him gently on the cheek. "I was just telling my friend
here that I had a friend who used to work at this bar."
"I can tell both you and your friend that I still do work here," he grinned, showing his
even white teeth. I was already turned on big between the legs. He must have caught
the drift why I was shifting in my stool. "The big difference is that now I'm manager
during the day. It means I hardly even get behind the bar."
"Congratulations on the boost."
"It give me a chance to meet all kinds of groovy women. In fact, I'm living with one.
An actress who's keeping me. I wouldn't even have to hang on to this job if I didn't
want to."
"Still the same old Len," Lenore looked at me and grinned.
"Where are your manners, Lenore. You haven't introduced me to that very beautiful
friend of yours."
"Oh, so sorry. It's just that I was so startled over finally seeing you here. You do have a
magnetic impact on the opposite sex, you know."
"Yes, yes. Now who's your beautiful friend?" He was looking straight into my eyes. We
exchanged long smiles.
"My name is Jane."
"Jane. Well, hello, Jane. I'm Len."
"Nice to meet you."
"Same here, I'm sure. Let me buy you girls a drink."
"You talked us into it," Lenore laughed.
The bar was almost completely deserted, except for an occasional customer who would
come in for one or two drinks, then leave. As we worked our way ever nearer to the
end of the drinks that Len bought us, he began talking progressively bolder to us.
"I'll bet you've forgotten about the groovy times we had after this bar closed for the
night," he looked at Lenore and smiled wryly. "You with your short memory."
"Don't underestimate me, baby. I'll never forget those times."
"It's too bad beautiful Jane couldn't have been along with us. I think she'd have enjoyed
it."
"I'm sure I would have."
His hand reached underneath the bar and squeezed my hand firmly. He was getting me
ready for the kill.
"You know, with things going so slow today, a guy, particularly a hot young guy like
me, can stand to have something exciting to do. And seeing you beautiful dolls puts just
such an idea into my head. Why don't we all go into the little back room and screw to
our heart's content?" He patted Lenore's hand and added, "For old time's sake, with a
beautiful newcomer named Jane thrown in for good measure. It sounds like a beautiful
combination anyway you cut it."
"I'd love to, honey," Lenore explained, "except that I just had some wild sex before
coming in here. I'm really not up to anymore now. But I'd be perfectly willing to sit
here and sip drinks while you and my lovely friend romped under the sheets. That is,
provided that little Jane wants to."
"How about it, little Jane?" Len looked at me hopefully.
"It sounds like a groovy idea."
"Then why don't we excuse ourselves from lovely Lenore and head on back there."
"Fine," I nodded.
As we got up and began to walk toward the backroom, Len motioned to the bartender
and said: "George, I don't wanna be disturbed for the next few minutes. I've got
important business to attend to in the backroom."
"I can see that," he looked me up and down and nodded.
"So if anything important should come up all of a sudden, just give me a ring on the
phone. I'll be right there."
"Okay, Len."
Len was in his middle thirties or thereabouts, and had a masculine take charge air
about him that excited me. I had been meeting some of the most exciting men since
leaving home, and Len was just another example of this tendency.
If I thought he was exciting fully dressed and in the dark, however, I really had a big
surprise coming when I saw him fully undressed in the private confines of his back
office. He had a folding couch in the rear that converted beautifully into a bed. I got the
feeling that he spent as much as half if not more of his work day in it screwing with
women that caught his fancy.
His eyes contained a sparkle that sent waves of electricity circulating through me. And
his body was lean but strong, with hard, firm biceps and broad shoulders. His legs were
also lean and strong. All in all he gave every appearance of being a high voltage sex
package.
Len insisted on undressing me, proceeding slowly but surely, running his fingers sexily
around certain portions of my anatomy as he came closer to removing all my clothes.
I liked the way that he ran and cupped his fingers over my breasts, and the manner that
he circulated his fingers smoothly over my legs. His gentle finger movements increased
the level of excitement inside me, bringing me to the point where I was begging for
sexual contact with him.
"You've got nice smooth skin," he whispered in my ear as he finished the act of
undressing me by pulling off my panties. "Nice and soft, beautiful like the rest of you.
You're gonna be a groovy suck and a groovy fuck. I can't wait to start."
"Neither can I," I whispered.
After he removed all my clothing he began to take off his own garments. I insisted on
helping him, which got the process completed that much sooner. By that point I was
anxious to get him un dressed fast so we could get into the act of screwing.
"Oh, what I'm gonna do to you, baby," he sighed.
"Do it, I'm all yours. Fuck me," I gave him every bit of encouragement I knew how.
He began by working his way dramatically into my mouth, letting his tongue whip
erotically against mine in a blazing French kiss, keeping the action going while his
fingers worked their way around my ass cheeks.
Len removed his tongue from my mouth, letting his tongue fall down to my breasts,
which he licked and nibbled on. He let his fingers play with my nipples, then ran his
teeth teasingly along the nipples, causing my body to tremble with excitement.
"Oh, I love those sensations," I told him. "Keep that up. Keep that tongue working
around my tits."
He liked the idea of pleasing me, so he followed my advice to the letter, permitting his
tongue to play with my nipples and tits. Len then worked his tongue up to my left ear,
which he sucked the inside of. It was the first time I had ever had a man tongue my ear
lobe, and I enjoyed the thrills enormously.
"How you like the action?" he lifted his tongue from my ear long enough to ask.
"Super groovy, keep it up," I encouraged.
"I plan to."
Len kept it up, accelerating the pace as I gasped and sighed and enjoyed every talented
stroke. About the time that my body started squirming noticeably, Len figured it was
time to move on to new fields of conquest.
His head dropped down quickly toward my toes, which he alternately sucked on,
getting me so turned on so fast that I didn't know whether I was coming or going.
"Oh, keep it up, baby, I love your tongue work, it's craftsmanship, craftsmanship, I love
it, suck them, suck my toes, suck me, oh, I love it, love it," I gasped.
While he continued going to work on my toes with his tongue, he let his elusive fingers
slide upward to my snatch, which he tickled with brisk strokes.
When he noticed how excited I was becoming from the brisk snatch strokes he quickly
finished off his toe sucking, then transferred his attentions exclusively to my cunt.
Len sucked and nibbled on me, nibbling on my clit to get me further aroused, then
sucking energetically on my cunt until I was gasping and begging for release.
"Bring me off, please bring me off," I gasped, unable to take much more of his spirited,
talented sucking.
He was determined to please, and accelerated his efforts by running his fingers around
my ass. Finally he poked a hot forefinger inside my asshole and began prying around as
his tongue continued working on my hot box.
I shot, bringing us both happiness. But Len, as hot as he was, certainly wasn't about to
stop there. The hard dick firmly indicated that. He wanted more action.
"Let's do each other," he winked happily.
"That's the best offer I've had all day."
He threw his body directly across from mine, positioning his hot tongue right next to
my cunt. My head, in turn, was directly across from his long hard dick.
"Now we're really gonna have a blast," he winked.
Len plunged his head forward and let his tongue spear my cunt once more. Back and
forth the tongue violently plunged while I began sucking on his prick.
Len's prick was about the size of Eddie's, which made it a good prick in every
conceivable way. I loved the smooth, hard, hot meat and ran my tongue feverishly up
and down its silky head.
It made me feel great to know I was turning on my partner in such a big way. The
longer and faster I sucked him the harder and faster he applied his tongue to my box.
I knew I could give him plenty of extra thrills by running my fingers around his hot
balls. I was right. When I made contact with his balls he practically jumped off the bed
with excitement. He was so charged up that any little extra inducement you'd throw
into the sex act would be enough to set him off on a wild binge.
He cupped his fingers around my buttocks cheeks, squeezing hard, pinching and
squeezing, as his tongue continued operating blindingly over my hot cunt.
We drove ourselves at an unbridled clip, using our hands as well as our tongues to
increase the flow of excitement that was generating in our bodies for each other. While
my fingers were carefully playing with his balls, exercising just the right kind of strokes
designed to excite him, Len was licking my cunt and shoving his fingers around in my
ass and asshole.
At long last we worked ourselves into a blazing mutual climax. We shot together and
let out wild sighs of relief. Then we collapsed in each other's arms, exchanging a series
of wild lip kisses.
"You sure turned what had been a boring afternoon into a great time for me," he
lauded.
"I was happy to help out."
"You know, I'm ready to fuck you now."
"You just exploded once."
"I know," he smiled. "That was the warm-up. Now I'm ready to shove my hot stick into
your cunt."
"That should be interesting."
"Indeed it should. Especially the way that I do it."
"If it's anywhere near the way that you wield that tongue of yours then it'll really be
something."
"You haven't lived till you've gotten a hot fuck from my prick."
"Show me what I've been missing."
"That I will."
He pinched my ass to begin the excitement, then positioned his body above mine. Len
slid his hot shaft inside my cunt. It felt hard and warm inside me and my body swayed
from side to side in vigorous appreciation of what he was doing for me.
"You're so nice and hard," I gasped.
"Sure I am. That's the only way to fly. Now just watch what happens when we take
off."
We took off at that point, breaking into the clouds and seeking to break the sound
barrier in quick order. He drove his hot dick at a relentless clip as he pushed it around
inside my tight snatch.
"I want it, I want you," I gasped.
"You're getting me," he said softly, "every inch of me. You're gonna get my wildest
thrills."
His fingers curled around my buttocks cheeks for added support as he continued
plunging forward, letting that hard dick spear me over and over again, causing my ass
to flare and my body to tremble.
"What a magnificent fuck you are," he gasped, drawing short of breath as he continued
extending the fucking crescendo. "Oh, so tight. I love your tightness. Ah, that's it, keep
that body moving. Move it up into me, right into my fuck."
He grabbed hold of my ass cheeks, hanging on to them with precious force, as he drew
close to shooting off his prick. He let out several gasps, then shot off into my cunt.
"Yes, you've made my week a complete success," he grinned.
"The whole week, eh?"
"Mmmmmm. Maybe the whole month."
"Glad to be of assistance."
"When will I see you again?"
"When do you want to?"
"Tomorrow."
"Well, I couldn't make it quite that early."
"Let me call you over at your place. You live around here?"
"Yes, but I couldn't let you do that. You see, I'm in the same kind of situation you are."
"Oh, I dig. You're shacked up."
"That's right."
"Then drop in here next chance you get. You'll find me in here most any time of the
day but Sunday."
"I'll keep that in mind. And anytime you get the chance to make it over to Roxy's down
the street, Friday, Saturday, or Sunday nights, you can run into me. I dance on the
show with Lenore."
"No kidding! A guy was in the bar the other day telling me about how groovy the gals
were over there. He'd seen the show and told me if I had any sense I'd go see it."
"Well, we're the gals in it."
"So now I know I'm gonna go see it."
We dressed quickly in silence. Then we rejoined Lenore at the bar.
"We missed not having you aboard our wild ride," Len kissed her daintily on the cheek.
"I'll catch the act next time."
"Speaking of catching acts, your beautiful little friend's been telling me that you gals are
going strong at Roxy's."
"Yeah, look me up some night."
"I plan to."
Lenore wolfed down the remainder of her drink, then got slowly to her feet.
"No need to rush off," Len said.
"We've both got lots to do, baby," Lenore explained. "We'll be seeing you around,
though."
"I sure hope so," he gave us both a beautiful smile as we left.
As we got into the car and Lenore drove out of the parking lot, a feeling of exhilaration
dominated me. I was doing so well with the opposite sex that I was feeling all powerful.
But through it all one strange feeling remained – I couldn't get those two groovy dogs
out of my system. They had a way of providing thrills for me that no man could seem
to match, no matter how hard he would try.
"So how'd you like him?" Lenore asked as she headed down Sunset toward my
apartment. Traffic was beginning to thicken and she found herself having to stop for
virtually every light.
"Oh, he's very nice."
"I mean in bed, silly."
"Like I said. He's very nice. A gentlemen, but also very passionate. When he starts
sucking there's no way to stop him."
"He gave me some of the best tongue baths I've ever gotten from anybody," she nodded
calmly, stopping for a red light. "You know something, baby. There were times when, if
I'd seen him just like I did today, meeting him out of the blue, when I'd have gotten all
turned on and wanted to fuck with him right away. But it was weird. Today I just plain
didn't feel that way. That's the big reason why I let you two go back there and stayed
out of things myself."
"Why do you suppose you felt that way?"
"You're probably really gonna think I'm nuts when I say this. In fact, I probably
shouldn't say anything at all."
"Go ahead. Let it all hang out, I always say."
"Well, after having sex with those dogs, I feel satisfied. I figured that sex with Len, as
charming and nice and sexy a guy as he is, would be a letdown after doing it with Peter
and Caesar. I'll bet you think I'm damned perverted talking that way, don't you?"
"No I don't, honey," I laughed. "Not only don't I think that you're some perv, but I
find myself agreeing with you. I'll admit it, at first when I met him I was all charged up
about having sex with him. I'll also admit that while it was going on I was still charged
up. But when it was all over I found myself comparing it to sex with the dogs, and I
wound up feeling the same way you did, thinking that it was better with the dogs. I
really did."
"Then I'm not alone."
"You're definitely not."
Lenore and I laid completely off sex from that day until Wednesday night, when we had
our big rendezvous with Alex LaRoque and friends planned. We did our shows over the
weekend, but went home every night immediately following them, making sure that we
would be well rested for Wednesday night. Eddie arranged it so that we wouldn't have
any after hours engagements with paying customers.
When we arrived at Alex LaRoque's mansion that fateful evening we discovered a group
of seven grinning men waiting for us.
"You didn't tell us it would be a stag party," Lenore said to Alex.
"My friends talked me into it," he explained. "You see, somehow they felt that they
couldn't get through properly to their wives and girl friends and make them
understand. Otherwise they would have brought them along to participate."
Alex' comment touched off laughter from all the men. I was happy to see that all of
them Were attractive in varying degrees. Two of them were about Alex' age, but made
up in distinction and experience what they lacked in youth. As for the other five, they
looked fast and dashing, of the Eddie or Len stripe.
"I must mix a wild pitcher of my extraordinary martinis," Alex clapped his hands
enthusiastically and went behind the bar.
'That's what I like to hear," one of the men said.
This time I knew what was cooing. I would be getting the Spanish fly treatment, only
this time in conjunction with seven hot men plus a director, who couldn't get his prick
up but could make up for those inadequacies in other ways.
I had three martinis, and by the time I finished the third I was reeling around sexily,
ready to fuck anyone or anything. The dogs right away picked up the cue and began
barking.
"Goddamned but they're homey," one of the men burst into laughter.
The Spanish flies had inspired them to great heights. I had one of them running a hand
up and down my leg, while another one was working his way inside my skirt in hopes
of getting a feel of my snatch.
"Now let's not get fresh, Jim," Alex sternly reprimanded the man who was just about to
tickle my snatch. "Let's go into the fun room, undress, and do everything properly."
"Sorry, Alex," the man said, quickly pulling his fingers out from where they were. "I
just got carried away, that's all."
"We're her to get carried away," Alex explained. "It's just that we should do it with a
certain air of decorum."
Of course, it was difficult to maintain that certain sense of decorum when you were as
hot to trot as Alex' pals, who had been served drinks with his patented Spanish fly in
them.
The men set some kind of speed record taking off their clothes once we got upstairs.
Lenore and I didn't waste anytime, either.
"Damned, what bodies these broads have," one of the young guys exclaimed, giving us
a hungry leer.
"They'd make good fucking or eating," another guy chimed in.
"I only supply the best," Alex said pridefully. The men were so hot that they stood in
the center of the room pumping rapidly on their hard dongs, jerking themselves into a
hot, rigid state. Those cocks looked so delicious that I wanted to go down on them
immediately. They were all hard and long, just the way I liked them
"Okay, girls, they're ready for you to give their cocks some action," Alex pointed out.
"Yeah, eat us raw, sweethearts," one of the guys shouted enthusiastically. "We want
your tongues on our pricks."
"I'm ready to suck if you are," Lenore looked at me with a coy smile.
"I'm always ready for hot dicks and hot nuts," I exclaimed.
The men burst into laughter over my comment.
They continued pumping briskly on their pricks, ready for instant contact.
They stood in a line, giving us what amounted to an assembly line cock operation. I'd
try out one cock for a few strokes, tickling the guy's torrid balls at the same time, then
move on to the guy next to him. Lenore would stay one man ahead of me, so that I
would get every cock that she turned loose of.
Alex, naturally, had to get into the act. He fitted into it beautifully as he took turns
sucking my ass and Lenor's while we were going down on the men. That nifty ass
licking impetus was always certain to make Lenore and I all the more eager when it
came to going down on hot masculine cocks.
We made two complete rounds and were starting on our third when the dicks began to
shoot. I had a real blast playing a guessing game with myself, trying to decide who
would shoot first, then seeing if my hunches were correct.
They loved the ball messages that Lenore and I would give them. The ball action always
accelerated the sense of passion they felt, bringing them that much closer to orgasm.
And Alex, ever faithful, kept up his steady stream of ass sucking while we went down
on the hard pricks. You know, after a while, due to sucking so many big cocks and
having them shoot off in my mouth, I got hypnotized by the whole process. I began
functioning like a robot as I went from hard prick to hard prick.
I began losing track of how many times the different men were shooting. All I could see
was an ever hard and ready row of stiff pricks that needed sucking, and I was there to
see that they got their thrills.
At long last, and I wouldn't begin to tell you how long the process took, the cocks were
all down. Lenore and I, between us, had finally drained Alex' horney army dry, at least
for the time being.
The crew was then more than happy to settle into voyeur roles.
"How about that spirited dog screwing you promised, Alex, I'm real anxious to see
that," one guy called out.
"You see that the dogs are in this very room, and what's more, they're beginning to
look restless," Alex said. "And who can blame them. They've been watching you horny
studs go to it, so naturally they're good and ready for physical activity."
"They look real horny," one guy put in.
"Settle into bed, girls, call the dogs, and let's get the show started," Alex said.
We stretched our nude bodies out on the huge bed and called the dogs. I never saw
them sprint any faster than they did at that moment, eager to get into the act.
"Let's turn these guys on with the sodomy bit," I whispered to Lenore. We had
rehearsed it faithfully, and I figured that it would be just the opener to snare the
attention of the throng.
"Good idea," she nodded.
The men were sprawled out comfortably in lounging chairs as they watched us closely. I
loved the idea of having an audience, and was determined to leave them standing rather
than sprawling out on their chairs.
Peter ran to me, while Caesar was standing in front of Lenore. The dogs were looking
down at us with their mouths open, tongues hanging, and panting noticeably.
I made the first move, reaching out and pulling Peter toward me, running my tongue
hungrily inside his mouth. The tongues converged passionately as they slid against each
other.
"My God, look at that gal make out with that dog," one guy exclaimed to the one
sitting next to him.
"It looks like love at first sight," the friend quipped, bringing about full-scale laughter.
You can laugh all you want, you ignorant prick, I thought, but these dogs have more
sensitivity and know more about what real lovemaking is all about then you guys ever
will. The thing that couldn't help but continue to impress me was the length of their
tongues, which made Frenching with them take on such passionate importance.
Lenore was busily Frenching with Caesar, moving her tongue against his with the same
degree of passionate rapidity that I was bringing to bear with Peter.
After we had Frenched for a while I signaled to Peter by letting my tits flop a little. That
gave him his cue that my boobs wanted a little action from him.
He barked a few times, then immediately set sail for my bazooms, which he nibbled
and sucked on. He got so turned on in the beginning that he broke the skin and drew
blood with a few wild nibbles. When I let out a little bit of a pained growl he went back
to more conventional tits sucking.
A quick look over at Lenore and Caesar revealed that they were keeping perfect pace
with us. That was the one thing that, more than anything else, Lenore and I had drilled
the dogs as well as ourselves on. We wanted to make sure that we were keeping the act
going in perfect harmony. If I happened to be tonguing a dog, then that's what Lenore
would do, if I happened to be getting my tits sucked by one of them, then the other one
would be sucking Lenore's knockers.
We planned on working the dogs gradually into the sodomy act, while at the same time
turning on the boys as much as we could in the process. So far we were succeeding
admirably. The dogs had never been hornier, and had never, to my knowledge, done a
better job of giving our tits a workout then they were then.
At that point, however, something happened that neither Lenore nor I had counted on.
Caesar began getting extra homey for Lenore's snatch, sniffing around it like crazy,
eager to thrust his tongue into it, awaiting the cue from her.
"He's hot for my snatch," she turned to me and whispered. "The sodomy was supposed
to be next"
"That's okay, we can give them some more sucking thrills first," I replied. "It'll turn the
guys on more, too."
"I guess you're right."
We guided the dogs downward toward our cunts, where they immediately picked up
our scent with great interest.
"Now the dogs are gonna get themselves a lit tie snatch," one of the guys loudly
exclaimed, slapping himself vigorously on the knee.
It felt good to have that long tongue probing my love nest again. You can say all you
want about how wonderful it is to have a hot man running his tongue around a
woman's cunt, but a woman hasn't really lived until she's had a talented canine like
Peter or Caesar running his tongue around her box.
I provided Peter with some extra adventure by rubbing his head as his tongue
continued darting around my cunt. The extra contact with my hand did him a lot of
good.
One look over in Lenore's direction told me that she was also getting more than her
share of thrills from Caesar's spirited sucks. Her legs were trembling with excitement as
the licking continued.
My legs were starting to tremble as well under the spirited thrusts of Peter's jet
propelled tongue The more rapid and frequent the gasps became from me the faster
that my hot lover sucked.
Lenore had the honor of shooting first, although I wasn't all that far behind. The men
burst into cheers when they saw the dogs eagerly gobbling up our loads.
But those dogs weren't about to stop there. They wanted more and wouldn't be happy
until they got it. The tongues went back to work with deliberate speed. Our dogs
always started fast, but wound up a lot faster. The brisk pace would continue to
accelerate at a blazing crescendo until we shot.
The dogs weren't ready to stop after we shot a second time, either. I began wondering if
they would stop at all, or if the remainder of the evening would consist of nothing more
than Peter and Caesar taking care of our snatches.
"Where'd you bring in those horny dogs, Alex?" one guy exclaimed in complete
surprise. "They just can't get enough snatch. And I used to think I was bad."
"The dogs belong to the ladies," Alex pointed out.
"Well they're pretty damned well trained dogs," one guy exclaimed.
I loved hearing the dogs receive compliments like that, and it made me feel all the
luckier to have them to fuck with whenever I wanted to, and even get money for it
sometimes, like then.
When we shot our wads a third time it finally appeared that the dogs had been satisfied
with the sucking.
"We'd better get back to the sodomy before the dogs forget how to do it," Lenore
chuckled softly.
"I'm with you," I nodded.
I reached out with my hand and grabbed hold of Peter's long hard dong, which caused
him to bark briskly and throw up the head in great pride. He had a good cock and
knew it. Perhaps it should be emblazoned in bronze just like Alex had his.
"Look at the size of that dog's prick," one man exclaimed in awe.
"I'll bet he wields a mean tool," another one said.
"You guys haven't seen anything yet," Alex said.
He was right. They hadn't, but they soon would. They watched in awe as we continued
jerking up and down on our dogs' pricks, getting them all the more ready to stab them
up our asses.
Finally we both decided it was time to get rolling, so we carefully guided them inside
our asses.
"They're gonna get it up the ass," Alex said with surprise.
"This oughta be something" one guy said anxiously.
Lenore and I continued holding on to their hot tools as we pushed them further and
further up into our asses.
I loved the warm feeling of Peter's pecker thrust up into my asshole. Gradually more
and more of it forced its way inside until ultimately he was all the way in. The same
also applied to Caesar, who was now all the way inside Lenore.
Back and forth they shoved their explosive sticks into us, flaring with all they were
worth. I felt nice and warm inside with that had prick in me. It gave me a wonderful
feeling of security to know that my wonderful man Peter was in me.
The men were all abuzz with excitement as they watched the dogs shoving back and
forth inside us. They wielded their dicks with piston-like authority in our asses, causing
my body to vibrate warmly with every forward stroke.
"Fuck me, baby," I gasped. "Give it to me, honey. I want it, I want you in me."
Peter drove his prick at a frenzied clip. All the noise that the excited men were making
seemed to stimulate him all the more, and when I looked over Lenore's way it appeared
that the same thing was happening to her with Caesar.
"Drive it in me, I want you, I want your juice," I cried desperately as Peter continued
flinging his hard dick back and forth inside my hot ass.
At long last the big explosion came, filling the inside of my ass with great delight. The
warmth gave me a feeling of overwhelming confidence, like nothing could ever go
wrong.
Just after Peter had finished shooting in me, Caesar shot his rocks off inside Lenore's
tight ass.
The men gave us a standing ovation as we finished. Alex LaRoque appeared to be the
proudest person in the room.
"You weren't kidding, Alex, when you said these gals would be great," one guy said
happily.
"Not only are they great," another guy chimed in, "but so are those wonderful dogs."
The vigorous screws we had received from the dogs had gotten the men so hot as
spectators that they were now eagerly awaiting a return to action. They stood poised
and looking at us. Once more nervous fingers were at work on their cocks. They were
pumping some more hot life into them, giving us something beautiful to go to work on.
"I want you," a tall, brown-haired guy said as he stood in front of me. He was pointing
his finger urgently in my direction like one of those ads you see of Uncle Sam trying to
recruit guys for the Army.
"Then don't just stand there," I smiled. "Let's have a look at that big hard cock of
yours."
"We speak the same language."
"That's good. That'll make it all the more fun to fuck with you."
He was a good looking guy, which turned me on all the more. He had an intense
business-like look, like a guy who definitely knew what he wanted and was determined
to get it.
The man plunged into bed with me, pushing his hips resoundingly against mine as my
fingers worked their way around his already hard dick, determined to get it even hotter
than it already was.
I noticed behind him that a line was forming. We were gonna have a wild gang-bang
with both Lenore and I forced to put out plenty. That's the kind of challenge that I
hold near and dear to my heart, that of pleasing a whole room full of horney men.
There was a big stud sticking his stiff pecker up Lenore's snatch next to me on the bed,
and plenty of other guys standing behind him ready to take his place right after he shot.
Yes, things were very much in full swing, with Lenore and I taking on all corners.
Alex, always on the spot when needed, marched over to me and popped a pill in my
nose, which turned me on all the more. He then did the same to Lenore.
That pill really did the trick as I just couldn't wait for my hot, panting lover to go off
inside my cunt. I did everything to help bring him off quickly and happily. I ran my
fingers over his nuts while he flicked, squeezed his chest, and slapped him on the ass.
He must have liked the extra movements since he always managed to push ahead a
little faster after I stepped up the action.
Lenore's first hot lover exploded before mine, after which she quickly changed partners.
My man got stirred up all the more after noticing that the guy who had been banging
Lenore had already shot. He stepped up his movements, wrapped his fingers securely
around my ass cheeks, and began thrusting until he finally shot.
"That's what I call a good fuck," he exclaimed.
"Me too, baby," I winked.
Through all the fucking the dog watched calmly from sitting positions on the floor.
They were as good watchers as they were participators, although as far as I was
concerned they would always be participants. As hot as these men were, my babies
Peter and Caesar were even hotter.
Alex kept sticking pills in front of my nose and Lenore's as a different guy would keep
jumping on us to get his rocks off. After awhile I was so stoned on the pills and so far
gone from the intense fucking that I didn't know one guy from the other.
The steady fucking procession was underway and where it would stop nobody knew.
All I remember was that I kept thrusting that ass of mine upward to meet the forward
shoves of these hot men. I recall feeling their warm cocks shoving around inside me,
and I remember the groovy feelings I would get when they would shoot their hot juices
inside me.
At long last they got their rocks off enough to where they needed some rest. While they
were resting Alex jumped to the fore, taking turns licking our snatches, bringing me off
once or twice, I don't remember which, then doing the same for Lenore.
When Alex finished getting his thrills with his tongue he jumped to his feet and
announced triumphantly:
"Now let's get on with the big surprise of the evening."
"What's that?" one of the guys asked curiously.
"The golden tornado," Alex said.
There were immediate shouts, cheers, and excited voices. Something big was in the
works. I remembered what a golden shower was, and wondered if a golden tornado had
anything to do with Lenore and I as pissing on anyone.
I didn't stop to think that maybe it would be the other way around, that maybe
somebody else would be pissing on us. I should have considered that, along with
everything else, since you always had to expect the unexpected from Alex.
Well, we got the unexpected, all right. As we lay sprawled out on our backs, our cunts
sore from all the screwing the hot studs had done, our asses sore from the workout that
our dogs had given us, the gang stepped forward, pointing their pricks straight out at
us.
"What's going on here?" Lenore asked.
"No need to ask questions," Alex said calmly, "since we're gonna show you all you'll
need to know."
"Okay, Alex, give us the signal."
"All right, now don't be impatient, men," Alex said. "All right, now get ready. Ready,
aim, fire."
On the word "fire" they let loose loads of piss in our direction. The first spray that hit
me in the face shocked me so much that my head fell back and I hit the pillow.
"I guess I score a bull's-eye," the guy whose piss had hit me in the face burst into
laughter.
"You couldn't have a better bull's-eye than that," the guy next to him laughed.
The hot yellow liquid came at me so fast that I was afraid I would drown in the stuff. It
hit me everywhere, the face, chest, legs. I was practically knee deep in piss.
I was relieved to stop feeling it after a few seconds. They had shot fast and accurately. I
looked over at Lenore and noticed that she was covered with the stuff. And what wasn't
on her body was lying on the bed.
After I observed what Lenore looked like I had a better idea as to what I must have
looked like. Never had I been taken by surprise in quite that way during my entire sex
life. It's something to have a whole room of men take deadly aim at you, then let the
piss fly fast and furiously.
"Looked like the maid's gonna have quite a time of it cleaning up this place tomorrow,"
Alex chuckled, looking at the piss that was covering the bed, as well as us. "You girls
could use a shower. Go into the other room and take it."
We were more than happy to jump up from that bed and rush into the bathroom,
stepping quickly into the together. The stench of all that piss was so bad that I almost
had to puke.
"They'd better pay us plenty tonight after this," Lenore shook her head disgustedly.
"They'd better, but I'm sure they will."
"You really think so?"
"Yes, Alex is anything but a cheapskate, as we've already found out. His friends will
probably be the same way."
It felt great to get all that piss off of us, to let the soap and warm water hit our bodies,
then to dry off briskly with stiff towels.
We walked back into the fun and games room, assuming that the show would be over
for the evening.
"We've all had our kicks for the night," Alex said, "But we'd like to see and encore with
the dogs."
"Would we ever," one of the guys said.
"This time we'd like to see them shove their pricks up your cunts," Alex said.
"I don't know how much fucking my poor cunt can take, after the workout you guys
put it through," I quipped.
They had a great sense of humor, all of them, I must say, judging by the way they split
their guts over my remark.
But we weren't about to let them down at that point, as hard as it might be for us to
sustain much interest in what we were doing by that point. Our bodies were incredibly
tired, our cunts incredibly sore, but we pushed on.
We called the dogs over. This time I got Caesar and Lenore got Peter. I liked to keep
switching off, since I didn't want to ever form more of an attachment toward one than
the other. They were both my eternal lovers and that was the way I wanted things to
remain.
They were hot and anxious, as always. With those guys it was always like the first screw
of the day, whatever the time and no matter what the situation happened to be.
My cunt got even sorer after Caesar subjected it to a wild ride, even though I still
enjoyed it. I liked the feeling of his warm testicles batting against the back of his ass as
his body rocked back and forth while he worked his way toward climax.
"Stab my cunt, I love it," I gasped, encouraging him so he would experience a rapid and
enjoyable orgasm.
The dogs shot together, causing the guys to gasp and converse excitedly over the great
feats of the canines. I was so exhausted that I didn't know whether I'd be able to make
it up to my feet. Lenore and I had taken great pains to lie away from the piss on the
bed, and as I got up I eased my body carefully so I wouldn't come into contact with it.
Fortunately I made it.
"I can't remember when I had as much fun," Alex smiled. "I think I enjoyed this time
even more than before."
"I'm for having these more often," one guy said excitedly.
"Same here," another one spoke up.
"Those chicks and those dogs are too much," another commented.
With all the favorable comment I knew that a good pay night would follow. I couldn't
have been more accurate.
"You tell Eddie I'll see him over here for lunch tomorrow, and that I'll have a check for
six thousand dollars for him," Alex said as we were finishing getting dressed.
Lenore and I looked at each other and gulped. We could hardly believe what we had
heard, but there was no mistaking it. That was the amount that he had specified.
We said goodnight to everyone. Several of the guys insisted on petting the dogs.
Watching their fucking exploits had given them a healthy respect for our canine lovers.
As we got into Lenore's car and drove off, she said:
"Well, we thought we were in the big leagues before, but that was nothing compared to
now."
"Even a piss bath was worth it to score that big."
"You know, I was thinking the same thing. We can always wash the stuff off. But six
thousand. Wow! That's three for Eddie and fifteen hundred apiece for us."
"It ain't hay."
"Not only that, but I have a hunch it's only the beginning."
"If Eddie's right I guess it will be," I nodded. "For our sake let's hope so."
"You know, it seemed like ever since these beautiful dogs came into our lives
everything's been beautiful."
'That's exactly right."


Chapter 8

Eddie worked his tongue around diligently on my nipple. He licked with slow but brisk
movements, using just the right kind of movement to guarantee me getting turned on.
It was a lazy afternoon and we had just returned to the apartment from lunch and
drinks at an outdoor cafe on the Sunset Strip. Without saying as much as a word he
had thrown an arm around me, escorted me into the bedroom, pulled the drapes to
make it good and dark inside the room, then stripped me.
That was the way it was with Eddie sometimes. An act could be worth ten thousand
words, and who needs to say anything when you have the kind of graphic gift that
Eddie does?
Once he finished stripping me he did the same to himself, then jumped into bed with
me. Since it was a casual afternoon and he was in a relaxed mood he wanted a casual
lovemaking session. I could tell by the way he threw his arms around me and began
kissing my lips. They were short, methodical pecks rather than the kind of piercing
thrusts he would deliver when he was extra eager to get his rocks off.
He began playing with my nipples gently, first letting his fingers brush over them, then
letting his tongue scoot slowly but surely over their surface.
I ran my fingers casually over his strong muscular chest, getting turned on with every
stroke. I put my other hand to work on his cock and balls, which I massaged slowly
and faithfully.
"Oh, you're always so good at that," he said softly.
"And you're pretty good at what you do."
"Maybe that's why we jell so well under the sheets."
"I guess so."
"Oh, the way you move those fingers over my cock. That's it, take care of the balls, too.
Run those fingers over my balls. Oh, that tickles. Yeah, I like it that way, I like the way
you tickle me. I love it. Keep it up."
All he had to do was praise me for something and I was sure to give him lots more of
the same. He liked the way my fingers were applying themselves to his cock and balls,
which meant that I would give him plenty more of the same.
He started running his fingers over my tits more briskly than before, squeezing every
now and then for good measure, causing me to get that much hotter. As he began to
pick up the tempo I did the same, moving my fingers ever briskly over his cock and
balls.
"Oh, you've got such great sex rhythm, you animal," he gasped.
"You're the man that brings out the animal in me.
"As long as I've got a breath of air left in me I'll keep on bringing it out."
"That's it, tiger."
Then the hot tongue kissing commenced as I pushed my tongue eagerly inside his
mouth. His tongue splashed against mine several times. Then our tongues locked.
As we rolled around on the bed with our tongues firmly locked around each other he
squeezed my buttocks fervently, getting me hotter than at any time since we had started
screwing.
He released his tongue from my mouth and said emphatically:
"I've got to taste you. I've got to go down on your cute snatch right here and now."
"Well don't let me stop you, baby."
"I didn't think you'd mind it."
"Mind it? With that magnetic tongue of yours I can hardly wait."
Eddie lowered his head and gently parted my legs. He let his tongue probe carefully
around my snatch. Even though he was more excited than at any time since we had
started making love that day, he was still inclined to take things slowly. He wanted to
let things build slowly, gradually, and explosively, but on his own terms.
His fingers cupped my buttocks for extra support as his tongue continued probing me.
Ever so gradually he stepped up the pace of his movements as he carefully sucked,
making sure I was getting just the right amount of stimulation.
Even though I loved it when he was so hot that he just had to jump on me and quickly
explode, there was a side to me that in many ways liked him more when he was casual
and taking his time. Like then, when he was throwing in all kinds of little nuances into
lovemaking that he would seldom get around to when he was so hot that he had to
explode right away.
He twisted his fingers slightly as he guided them carefully around my ass cheeks. While
that was going on his tongue was continuing to steadily explore my box in slow but
decisive thrusts.
"Oh, I love that, keep it up," I softly implored.
A gentle breeze sifted in through the drapes as my legs began to twist and sway slightly
under the steady movements of his tongue, which continued flicking around inside me.
I ran my fingers sexily through his hair as he continued to speed up the pace of his
sucking on my moist mound. He moved his tongue around steadily and with greater
rapidity than before as he drew me ever closer to orgasm.
"You're getting me there, honey, keep it up," I encouraged. "That's it, wiggle that
beautiful tongue around, work it around in me, I love it, I love your strokes, suck me."
My words really started getting to him, as I figured that they would. His tongue
propelled itself at lightning speed, just like it did when he was extra eager for sex. He
had let conditions build to this point, and now he was desirous of tasting me.
"Go after my love juices," I encouraged softly. "They're waiting for you. They're right
there waiting for you."
His fingers began to squeeze my buttocks cheeks as he worked himself speedily
forward, hungry for my taste, eager to bring me to climax.
"Here you are, lover, here you are, ooooohhhhhh," I gasped, delivering myself to him.
'That was wonderful," he kissed my lips.
"You made it that way."
"Nah, I'm not gonna take all the credit. You helped one hell of a lot."
"Okay, if you insist."
"I do insist."
"Okay, I'm not in an arguing mood, I'm in a fucking mood."
'That makes two of us. Let's make love, not war."
"I'll drink to that."
He pressed his lips against mine and we kissed. We froze the kiss for a long time. By
the time he broke it my heart was pounding with excitement. He was a sexy man and
knew just how to manipulate a woman to get the most out of her. I guess that was why
I loved him like I did.
Eddie became immediately fascinated with my tits, as every man who has ever
expressed an interest in me has at one time or another, running his fingers around my
boobs slowly.
"I like the size and firmness of these," he exclaimed.
'They're yours to do with as you like."
'Thanks, I'll take you up on that."
"I meant for you to." .
Eddie let his tongue drop down to my tits, sucking and nibbling at a slow pace as he let
himself work up to a faster one. My boobs would flip up to meet his tongue strokes as
he sucked faster than before, drawing the excitement out in me.
"I'm gonna give you a beautiful fuck," he announced softly, lifting his mouth from my
breasts and planting a gentle kiss on my ear.
"I'm begging for it inside. I want it."
"We're both begging for it."
He delivered a quick flurry of kisses to my face in short, brisk strokes as the excitement
continued to quickly generate inside me.
Eddie straddled his body on top of me, sliding his legs in between mine and letting his
cock slip into my waiting cunt.
"Oh, you're in me," I gasped once he had made his way inside.
"Yeah, now the fun's just beginning."
"Fuck me. Tear the hell out of my pussy."
"Oh, you're so beautiful."
He let his lips crash against mine several times, then worked his tongue inside my
mouth. After our tongues collided several times he withdrew his tongue from my
mouth, sliding his hand up and down my body, providing me with added stimulation.
Eddie let the momentum build as he stabbed around inside my cunt. He let his chest
press against my tits and we both became short of breath, sighing dramatically as I
drew closer to climax.
I wrapped my leg around his right buttocks cheek, further opening up my cunt for
sensation.
Eddie took quick advantage of the opportunity, pouring his hot dick into me with
greater speed and vigor than before, gasping as he drew ever closer to climax.
"I want you, I want you," I sighed.
"You're getting me."
He pressed his lips against mine once more and we engaged in a long torrid series of lip
kisses. We went from there to some diligent tongue kissing, which he kept up for a
long time as the momentum continued to build. We were working our way steadily
toward orgasm.
Finally he released his tongue from my mouth and exclaimed:
"Get ready, I'm about there."
"Oh, pour your love juices into me," I gasped, about on the verge of climax myself.
"Fuck me, shoot your hot stuff in me, I want it, I want you, do it to me, do it to me."
"Brace yourself, this is it."
His lips crashed against mine one more time for good measure as his prick exploded in
my cunt. In the meantime, my cunt exploded, so that we made it together.
"Right on target," he sighed ecstatically.
"Can you think of a better way to wrap up a great fuck?"
"No, and I can't think of a better girl to do it with, either. I'm really proud of the
progress you've been making."
"Give yourself some credit. You've given me every chance."
"Oh sure, I've given you chances, but you didn't have to cash in on them. Hell, I could
give zillions of girls the same kind of chances that I give you, but not many of them
would ever make good like you have."
"I love you!"
I reached up and delivered a kiss of appreciation to his lips. He was just about ready to
reciprocate when the telephone rang. He rolled over on his side and picked it up while
he was propped up on his elbow.
"Yeah, you're talking to Eddie," he began. "Who? Yeah, sure I remember you. I used to
be a fan of yours. Alex has been a buddy of mine for several years now. So he's the one
who told you to call me. Well, it's great talking to you. Now what can I do for you?
Sure, sure, I know the girls you're talking about. In fact one of them is lying in bed
with me right now. Well what do you think?" He burst into loud laughter. I was dying
with curiosity to know who Eddie was talking to. Whoever it was Eddie was speaking
casually. "I'm sure they'd like to meet you, too. How would next Thursday be? Well, it
would be great, just great. Eight o'clock. Right. Thank you for calling. Goodbye."
"What was that all about?" I asked. "I should know, since I was prominently mentioned
in the conversation."
"Old Alex has done us a beautiful favor. He said he'd send some business our way, and
this is it. None other than Lyla Stewart."
"You mean the movie actress?"
"That's the gal."
"I haven't heard from her in a while."
"No, she kinda dropped out of the scene, but she's still good friends with Alex. She
used to be his flame. I mean back in the days when she used to dig men."
"She's off men now?"
"Yeah, after five bum marriages I guess she figured it would be a good idea to try and
get her kicks another way. Last thing I heard she was making it with every gorgeous
chick who'd jump in the sack with her. Well, she wants to make it in the same sack
with you and Lenore next Thursday at eight. And she wants you to bring along the
dogs as well."
"That should be very interesting, going to bed with a movie star."
"You know, you girls are my two most valuable items. It's great the way you're catching
on with the wealthy set. They all have money contacts and through word of mouth we
can build up a steady business that you wouldn't believe. You two girls are gorgeous
and uninhibited, which is a great starter, cause these people get turned off right away if
the people they're making it with are either something less than gorgeous or have
hangups. And on top of that we've got the dogs thrown into this act, which gives the
whole thing an added dimension."
"Aren't they beautiful?"
"I thought all along that you'd like them, but I had no idea that you'd get turned on
quite as big as you have. But, believe me, I'm glad you're turned on in a big way."
He planted a kiss of gratitude squarely on my lips.
The next week passed quickly. Lenore and I got together with the dogs several times
over at her apartment. They seemed to become more passionately drawn toward us with
every sex adventure, and we seemed to grow more drawn to them.
I liked the idea of getting acquainted with famous celebrities. It did loads of good for
my ego. It sure beat having to fight off the terrible advances of my stepfather Zeke.
Lyla Stewart lived in a rambling estate just off Sunset Boulevard in Pacific Palisades.
Lenore parked her car in the driveway and we got out, bringing the dogs with us as we
walked to the door. I fully expected a butler or some servant to let us in, such as had
happened at Alex's place.
Much to my astonishment Lyla answered the door in the flesh, and I do mean flesh. All
she wore was a gold bikini bottom. Nothing covered her gorgeous blonde tits, which
my eyes caught hungrily.
"Good evening, beautiful girls and groovy dogs, please come in," she greeted us in that
inimitable sexy voice of hers.
No sooner did we get inside the door than she planted a devastating kiss first on
Lenore's lips, then on mine. She kissed with such magnificent impact that it practically
knocked me out, and she was wearing some strangely exotic perfume that turned me on
all the more.
"I believe in getting acquainted fast and avoiding a lot of preliminary bullshit," she
laughed. "Don't you girls agree?"
"We believe in living and letting live, just like you do," Lenore quickly confirmed.
"Good, then that means that we're gonna get along just fine." She walked over and
thrust her tits out in front of me. "I saw you looking at these firm lovelies. Well, plant a
kiss on them, one on each side. That'll get us even better acquainted."
I did what she requested, enjoying the contact with her warm, firm bosoms. She was
tall, perhaps about five-eight, and beautifully put together. I could hardly wait for her to
remove the bikini bob torn so I could see her mound. She had about the longest, sexiest
looking legs I ever saw on a woman. I didn't get that feeling often, but with her I could
have munched on her all night long.
After I got in my licks on her breasts she walked over to Lenore, offering her the same
opportunity, which Lenore quickly took advantage of. If anything Lenore appeared to
be more enchanted with her than I was, which was indeed saying a great deal.
"Now for the big unveiling ceremony, my lovelies," she laughed, stepping nimbly out of
her bikini bottom. Now we could see all of her, including her golden-haired love
mound. "Take a look at this pussy of mine, will you. It's the pussy that a thousand men
worshipped and millions of others wanted to worship, but didn't get the chance." She
smiled and we laughed. "You know, there were some broads along the line, too. Yeah,
give just about any of them the chance to go down on somebody who looks as good as
me and they will, even if they start off by telling you that they won't. How about us
going to my bedroom and fucking, or do you want drinks first?"
"I'd just as soon get right into the fucking," I said.
"Good, that's the spirit," she nodded vigorously like you'd expect an enthusiastic
football coach to do. "That's the way I always feel. Who the hell needs drinks if people
are really turned on to each other like we are."
"Right," Lenore smiled, running her fingers boldly over Lyla's lovely snatch.
"That's it, that's just a nice sample of what we'll be doing to each other in a few
minutes," Lyla said enthusiastically.
I never saw anybody anymore enthusiastic about screwing than she was that night. She
practically sprinted as she showed us the way to her bedroom, then insisted on
undressing both of us. Every now and then she would look over at the dogs and wink.
"Boy, I'll bet they're good screws," she said emphatically.
"They've never disappointed us," I asserted.
"I'll bet they haven't. I'll bet they wouldn't disappoint any good-looking chick who was
out for a hot fuck."
She also got in more than her share of kicks when it came to playing with our bodies as
she undressed us. She would cup her fingers around our ass cheeks, run her hand
carefully over our tits, and occasionally throw her arms around us and deliver one of
her patented smoldering kisses.
"I'm gonna rape hell out of both of you and those handsome dogs over there as well.
How's that grab you?" she said after she got both of us stripped down to the nude.
"It sounds fine with us," I said, "and speaking for the dogs, they probably like it, too."
"Let's get a good three way act going to start with. The dogs can watch us. That'll get
them all the more turned on when they get their chance to get into the act."
We jumped into bed together and Lyla made an instant dive for Lenore, throwing her
tongue between her legs and letting it rip.
"Suck my ass out while I'm giving your baby the works, honey," she lifted her tongue
from Lenore's slit long enough to tell me. "I took a nice clean bath so I'm as clean as I
can be. It's a nice ass and it'll make great licking."
Lyla wasn't kidding. She had a smooth, well-rounded ass that I loved the idea of
sticking my tongue inside. I ran my tongue around it in quick, darting strokes. It was
easy to see what kind of effect I was having by the way that she accelerated her sucking
movements on Lenore's blazing mound.
There wasn't anybody this side of Alex LaRoque that was as wild for sex as this woman.
It was easy to see how they wound up sweethearts long ago, when Lyla still dug men
and Alex had the big prick working for him in a fantastic way.
The faster I continued moving my tongue around inside her asshole, the faster that her
tongue applied itself to Lenore's slit. She did such an excellent sucking job that Lenore
was going out of her mind with ecstasy, jumping up and down on the bed, her body
trembling with every hot stroke.
With action like that flowing her way, Lenore wouldn't require much time to shoot. She
didn't, and no sooner did Lyla swallow her load than she was on me.
"Now suck my ass, baby, to help me build up my speed," she winked at hot Lenore, the
girl she had just sucked to climax.
All it took were a few strokes. By that time I was fully aware of the magic that Lyla
possessed in her tongue when it came to snatch licking. It was easy to see why Lenore
exploded as fast as she did, and I was confident that it wouldn't take me long, either.
I too became a writhing mass of burning sensation as my body flipped and rolled every
which way under the steady onslaught of her talented tongue movements.
"Keep it up, suck it out of me," I gasped. "I must go, I'm so hot, you've made me so
hot, I'm so excited."
A few strokes later I shot. I wondered then what irrepressible Lyla would be doing next.
She immediately began flashing her sexiest look in the direction of the dogs.
"How'd you guys like to fuck?" she inquired.
"You want me to call them?" I asked.
"Please do. I get so horny just looking at them. They're such damned handsome devils."
I called the dogs and they came scurrying toward us. I could tell by the looks in their
eyes that they liked Lyla. I figured that they would. They were sexy animals who
recognized a good thing when they saw it, and Lyla was a good thing by any sex
yardstick, whether it be male, female, or animal.
The first thing Lyla did was to get quickly acquainted with Caesar and Peter. After
running her fingers fondly through their rich coats, she began Frenching with them,
getting them all the more turned on with her body. Now it was just a question of what
Lyla would decide to do with them and when.
She acted fast, as she always seemed to, positioning Caesar's body directly over hers as
she pumped on his hard rod.
"What a beautiful cock," she exclaimed. "What a beautiful cock you have, my young
man."
Lyla skillfully guided Caesar into her, helping him along until his dong locked inside
her and he was ready to commence with the screwing.
"Sock it to me, lover," she called out erotically.
I thought that, at least for the time being, Lyla would be satisfied concentrating on
Caesar's hot fucks. But she wanted more. No sooner was he hammering away at her
cunt than she reached out and began pumping on Peter's hard prick. She called Peter
over closer to her, until she was within easy range of his cock.
Then I discovered what she had in mind. She slipped Peter's hot stick into her mouth
and began sucking on it while Caesar was steadily ramming his prick into her.
"What a screw she's getting," Lenore exclaimed as she sat next to me and closely
observed the action.
"Is she ever."
It was a wild screw but. a quick one, as just about all of Lyla's appeared destined to be.
That woman was so hot for action that it never took long for her to explode, or for the
people and animals that were screwing with her to explode.
Caesar exploded first in her cunt. She let him remain inside her until she finished
sucking off Peter. After Peter had been disposed of she helped Caesar untangle himself
from her cunt.
Following all that wild action I figured that our highly oversexed hostess would want to
take a break. I miscalculated the depth of her passions once more. She got up from the
bed and walked quickly over to a table, strapping on a dildo. I figured it was time for us
to get back into the act with her.
Once more I was wrong as I watched Lyla position Caesar on his back.
"One good turn deserves another, baby," she whispered softly. "You gave me a great
fuck so it's up to me to return the favor."
She slid the makeshift plastic penis into Caesar's ass slowly and carefully. At first I
didn't know how Caesar would react, and I only hoped that he wouldn't lash out and
bite Lyla. As it turned out, he seemed to like the action, even after she got the cock
implanted firmly in place and was shoving the dildo back and forth inside his ass.
"You're a great fuck, a nice tight fuck," Lyla gasped as she rammed the dildo in and out
at a rapid clip.
Once she gave Caesar a good ride, and was generally satisfied with her results, she
decided to switch the scene of action to Peter's big hot ass.
Peter proved to be every bit as receptive as Caesar had been. For one thing he had a
better idea of what was coming, since he had already seen his friend go through the
same thing.
"Now we know a new wrinkle for our act," Lenore looked at me and winked as Lyla
was finishing ramming the dildo in and out of Peter.
"Yeah," I nodded. "I never thought of anything like that."
"Neither did I. This chick will try anything."
"And think of everything."
At that point Lyla finally decided to take a break, asking us to perform with the
animals. We put them through the sodomy routine. It was strange timing since they
had just finished being sodomized themselves.
The act of performing sex with somebody as completely uninhibited as Lyla seemed to
bring out previously unexplored wild sex dimensions of the dogs. They seemed to wield
their hard dicks all the more forcefully and enthusiastically as they rammed in and out
of us. I had Peter fucking me, while Caesar was drilling Lenore's asshole.
Once they finished with us I felt bushed. It was like I had been fucking for ten straight
days without let-up.
Lyla insisted on going down on Lenore and me twice more each.
"I just can't seem to get enough of this wonderful juice," she smiled between sips of my
pussy. "You girls are so sweet and have such delightful snatches. I just can't seem to get
enough of you."
After she finished with us she insisted on making out with the dogs one more time,
Frenching with them passionately for the next few minutes, then stopping.
"Well, it's getting to be about my bedtime," she said suddenly, putting her hand up to
her mouth and yawning in the manner of a little girl who was extending her bedtime.
"One of the reasons why I'm able to set a pace like this is that I get plenty of sleep. I
must say that I thought you were both superb. You're extraordinarily passionate, as are
these wonderful dogs. How about arranging another meeting here next week at the
same time. Would that be satisfactory?"
"Yes, as long as the schedule doesn't conflict in any way with Eddie's plans," I pointed
out.
"You needn't worry about Eddie," she laughed. "I'll take care of him."
I was stiff and sore all over as we got into Lenore's car and drove off. Lyla had given all
of us quite a workout. Even the dogs appeared to be a little tired, which was unusual,
since they possessed incredible energy when it came to sex.
We dropped the dogs off at the kennel. Then Lenore drove me to the apartment. I
asked her if she wanted to come up and see Eddie.
"No, baby, not tonight," she said wearily. "I need to get right home and get to bed. I'm
tired."
"I know what you mean. As much as I dig Eddie, I hope he doesn't have anything
planned for tonight. I'd just as soon get a long night's sleep."
"You need it after a session with Lyla. Next time I think I'm gonna rest for several days
before tackling her."
"That sounds like a good idea."
We said goodnight and she drove off. I took the elevator up to the apartment, then
walked in. There were noises coming from the bedroom, panting sounds, which could
mean only one thing.
Eddie was taking on some young lovely under the sheets.
"Hi, baby," he greeted me calmly as he saw me walk through the door. Clarice, the
young cutie I had met once before, was pumping up and down on his hard prick,
massaging his balls as she sucked.
"Evening, Eddie."
I sat down and watched as Eddie closed his eyes and twisted and turned his body. He
began to gasp and sigh as she drew him closer to climax.
The closer Clarice came to getting him off the faster her sucking movements would
become. She also stepped up the pace of her ball tickling as her fingers scurried rapidly
over his testicles.
"Get ready for the big explosion," he gasped out one final warning. "That's it, keep that
tongue moving, oh, I dig it, suck me, go after my hot dick, I want your suck, I want it,
ohhhhh, oooooohhhhhhhh."
As he let out his final gasp I saw the hot white stream of semen shoot out of the end of
his prick and into her waiting mouth.
"You get an A on that one, sweetheart," he patted her on the ass gratefully after it was
all over and she had taken his load.
"Hello," Clarice said cheerfully, her head popping up. The moment she made eye
contact with me she gave forth with a friendly smile.
"How are you, Clarice?"
"Just fine. And you?"
"I'm doing groovy."
All of a sudden the tiredness temporarily vanished from my body. My cunt was itching
for contact with this beautiful young gal, and from the way that she was looking at me
the feeling was mutual.
"Say, baby, a friend of yours called just a few minutes ago to say some very nice things
about you," Eddie said.
"Who was that?"
"The one and only Lyla Stewart. She said she was just getting ready to turn in for the
night, and that she was confident she'd have a long and restful sleep, since she always
did after an exceptionally satisfying sex experience. She couldn't say enough good
things about both you and Lenore."
"I'm happy to hear about that."
"She also said she was looking forward to entertaining you both next week at her place
again."
"We'll be there."
"I can see why anybody would praise Jane," sweet Clarice climbed out of bed and
slinked her sexy naked body toward me.
"That's awful nice of you to say, baby," I said huskily. The sexual tension was mounting
inside me as she drew nearer.
Finally she threw out her arms when she came within range and we kissed excitedly.
"I'll bet you're good enough to eat," I said.
"I am, and I'll bet you are, too."
"Why don't you find out."
"Why don't we both find out."
"That's an even better idea."
"Go to it, girls," Eddie encouraged. "I've had my kicks and I'd love to watch you
beautiful gals go to it."
Eddie helped things out by getting out of the bed, sitting down in a chair, giving us
plenty of room.
We threw our arms around each other and went to town under the sheets. Following a
smoldering exchange of lip kisses we wound up flicking our tongues around in each
other's mouth.
Following a wild round of tongue kissing we were all set to sixty-nine. Our tongues tore
into each other's cunt with a passion. She was a beautiful girl and I eagerly desired her.
We wanted each other badly and weren't prepared to let up until we had both
exploded. We shot twice each, and the biggest surprise of all was that I had that much
left in me. Not only that, but the stiffness and soreness that I was feeling when I left
Lyla's had left me long enough to complete my screw with Clarice.
Once the fucking ceased, however, I began feeling extremely tired once more.
"You look like you're ready for a good night's sleep," Eddie laughed.
"I am."
"I've heard all about Lyla," Eddie nodded knowingly. "You tangle with her and it'll
leave you pretty well conked out. Then on top of that you did it with this savage little
sex animal."
"Oh, cut it out, Eddie," Clarice laughed. "I might be a sex animal but I'm surely not
savage."
"Well, whatever," Eddie smiled.
Clarice got dressed and left for the evening. We promised we'd see each other again
soon. I never moved a muscle from where I was sprawled out on the bed.
"Goodnight, lover," Eddie kissed me after he had turned out the light and curled up
next to me in bed. "Thanks for a job well done."
"Goodnight, honey."
Seconds later I was fast asleep.


Chapter 9

Things began falling beautifully into place in the next few weeks. Our second session
with Lyla was as smashing a success as the first. Alex threw another wild stag party. We
recognized some of the faces as participants of the first session, while many of the other
faces were new.
The contacts we established with Lyla and Alex served to open up new doors by word
of mouth. The men, in particular, who attended Alex' stag parties were quick to tell
their friends. Some of them phoned Eddie and asked for private dates with us, which
we were more than happy to keep, at the prices they were offering.
As for the dogs, they were wonderful. The more sessions we attended the more
accustomed to the whole routine they became, until they be came old hands at screwing
in front of and with other people.
No men had any sex contact with them, but there were plenty of women who did. Lyla
knew a number of women that desired hot screws with dogs and women, and after they
found out about us they were quick to call and schedule appointments, Lenore and I
had one thing we were particularly grateful to sexy Lyla for. She was the one who got
us started with the canine dildo fucking, something we quickly incorporated into our
act. The dogs learned to like it as well as we did.
We became the most renowned canine call girls in the area, as well as the highestpriced. 
Eddie played things to the hilt, advertising us in the right circles to just the right
people. It resulted in all three of us making big money.
In addition to our freelance evening triumphs, we also continued doing a brisk business
at Cal Bennett's club. It was only on rare occasions that we didn't perform before a
sellout audience.
One evening after a successful show in front of a typically horny Saturday night
audience there was a knock at our dressing room door.
"Who is it?" I called.
"An old friend of yours," the man's voice beamed in loud and clear.
"We've got lots of old friends," Lenore shot back, "so we'll have to know more than
that. Give us a hint."
"It's your friend Len."
"I'll be damned," Lenore said.
I Opened the door and there he was, looking even more handsome than the time I had
seen him at the bar, dressed in a light blue short-sleeved sport shirt and casual trousers.
I let him in.
"You girls are both looking great," he said with just the type of inflection that let both
of us deliberately know what was on his mind. "You're looking okay yourself," Lenore
said. "You gals put on quite a show out there. My cock'll never be the same again."
"I can't think of a better compliment coming from a sexy man like you," Lenore said.
"By the way, what about your actress friend who was putting you up the last time we
saw you?"
"Oh, she still is," he nodded. "But she's out of town the next two days on location. In
Arizona working on a western."
"So that means that tiger has a chance to prowl at night," I nodded.
"Yeah, I guess you could put it that way," he laughed. "Listen, how's about you gals
coming up to my apartment with me tonight, right after you get dressed, for a little
fun."
"We've got our boss to consider," I said.
"Hell, even after hours?"
"Especially after hours," Lenore pointed out. There was a brisk knock on the door that I
immediately detected as Eddie's.
"Okay if I come in?" he said.
"Sure, dear," I said.
Much to my surprise, Eddie and Len looked at each other, grinning with mutual
recognition.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Len asked, breaking into quick laughter as he
thrust out his hand, which Eddie promptly shook.
"Maybe I oughta ask you the same thing, since it's my girls that you're talking to."
"Your girls? I thought the days of slavery were supposed to be over."
"They are, but they let me look after them, and so far I've been doing very well by
them."
"No complaints," Lenore said.
"You still at the same place, Len?" Eddie asked.
"That's right, and I was wondering if I could entice your girls to come home for the
night with me."
"Tell you what. How's about all of us heading over to my place for some fun and
games."
"That sounds like a winner," Len nodded emphatically.
Len followed behind Lenore as we drove over to the apartment. When he got inside he
could hardly wait to get started. Eddie was already inside mixing drinks for us.
"Let's undress the girls," Len suggested after two fast cocktails.
"I'm with you," Eddie said.
They undressed us and we had a blast. Lenore began by making love to Len while I did
the same to Eddie. After several rounds of stimulating kisses we wound up in sixty-nine
position. All of us were so hot that it didn't take very long for everybody to experience
orgasm for the first time. Then we changed partners for the second time around.
"I wanna slam my pecker up your ass, sodomize you but good," Len exclaimed as he
ran his fingers through my hair.
"She's a great fuck up the ass, Len," Eddie encouraged, "and so is this baby I'm on top
of. I'm gonna do the same thing to her."
Eddie and Len tore off blazing pieces of ass. Len's big cock did a beautiful job of
manipulating itself around my ass, which was constantly flaring back and forth to meet
his every charge. "Fuck me, fuck me," I cried.
"Oh, you're so tight," he gasped, "so tight. I love it, I love you, I love this ass."
"Shoot it into me, I want your juice."
"You're gonna get it, sweetheart."
Len cupped his fingers around my ass cheeks as he pushed his dick in and out of me
with vicious intensity. With every piercing stab I felt him drawing closer to climax. His
breath was becoming shorter as he reached the brink of orgasm.
"Stay with me, baby," Len said.
"I'm not going anywhere. Shoot it in me."
Then I felt his hot juices inside me and felt gratified. A great screw had come to an end.
We had a few more drinks, after which Len left. He promised to make himself more
available for interludes in the future.
"Thanks for sharing your women, Eddie," Len shook Eddie's hand warmly as he stood
near the door.
"Think nothing of it. You've helped get me women in the past. When you were behind
the bar you were a real winner when it came to helping take care of the needs of old
Eddie."
"Yeah, well goodnight, everybody."
We wished him a pleasant good evening, then talked for a few minutes about how
much fun it was to be with guys who let themselves go all the way. Eddie pointed out
that it's easier for a man to let himself go all the way if he's around women like Lenore
and myself, which made us both feel happy.
"Well, I guess I'd better be running," Lenore said. Now she was beginning to look
exceptionally tired, as could be expected, considering that we'd had a long night of it.
"Sit down, baby. Lemme pour you one more for the road," Eddie said.
"I really should go."
"No, there's one thing, just one thing, that I'd like to talk to both of you about when
we're all together. It's something I've been doing a lot of thinking about, and concerns
business."
"It's kind of late for a business conference," Lenore laughed, looking up at the living
room clock, which showed it to be a few minutes before three in the morning, "but I
guess I could use that one more drink for the road anyway."
"Atta girl," Eddie got up slowly and sauntered over to the bar, freshening our drinks.
He handed us our drinks, sat down, took a quick sip from his glass, then resumed
conversation. "As you girls know, you're very much in demand when it comes to sex
shows with the dogs. You're booked solid every night away from Roxy's. Well, I've been
figuring it out and have come to the conclusion that you both make a lot more money
when you're away from the club than when you're at it. Even though I'm getting a
beautiful take when you play before standing room only crowds, and you're well paid,
too, the club just can't afford to pay out the money for a one night stand like Alex,
Lyla, and people like that can."
"That's true," Lenore nodded. "I've been thinking the same thing."
"So I've been thinking of canceling you girls out of the show and replacing you with
Clarice and Pat, a gal I've been bringing along steadily. That'll give you full time to
concentrating on regular business along with giving you a little free time to rest. I know
that lots of the time you can barely drag your asses on stage the way things are now.
It's an awful hectic schedule."
"Now that you've mentioned it, I've noticed myself getting a lot 'more tired after shows
the last few weeks," I said.
"That makes two of us, baby," Lenore quickly put in.
"Sure, I know all that," Eddie nodded. "So here's what I've been figuring on doing. I've
been figuring on letting you gals cancel out two weeks from Sunday. That'll give you
plenty of time to work in Clarice and Pat in the act."
"What's Pat like?" I asked, already knowing how much I dug Clarice. Breaking in two
girls would give us all kinds of opportunities for delightful sex enjoyment.
"Both of you will dig her, I guarantee it," Eddie was way ahead of us. "She's a cute little
dark-haired Italian that's stacked. I know I dig her in bed. She's real passionate, just like
you girls."
"And she swings?" Lenore asked.
"You're damned right. She's got a big thing going with Clarice now, just like you girls
have."
"Then it would be a real pleasure to break them in, in more ways than one preferably,"
I said.
"You'll get that chance," Eddie asserted. "So I'll tell Cal about our plans later today
when I'm having lunch with him."
Two days later I met Pat for the first time. She had the most gorgeous dark eyes and
long lovely lashes I had ever seen. We met in Lenore's apartment, and before anymore
than ten or twelve words had been exchanged we were all four stripped and in bed.
After a wild session we told them about our dogs. They made us promise that next time
we did it we'd have Caesar and Peter along.
My schedule grew increasingly busier. The week before Lenore and I were set to close
at the club, Eddie popped into the dressing room with an announcement.
"Guess what, girls?" his face curled up in a smile.
"Tell us, lover," I said.
"Some old friends of yours are back in town tonight. Remember the Canadian
businessmen?"
"Yeah, we gave them great head," Lenore exclaimed.
"So great that they wanna meet you at Ernie's next door as fast as you can get dressed.
Then they wanna take you over to their place and give you some more head."
The Canadians held fond memories in my heart. They were the first two guys I had
done it with for pay. Both of them had long powerful cocks, and both of them liked
great head. I would be more than happy to take them on a second time.
We dressed quickly and met them. They were every bit as gracious as they had been the
first time. But this time they were so anxious that they suggested leaving after one quick
drink. Dick, the one sitting next to me, even squeezed my leg a few times just to let me
know how anxious he was to get rolling.
They were staying at the same place as before, and took us there by cab. The room
looked as luxurious as ever.
"Same place, same guys, same cocks," Harry laughed after we had all shorn ourselves of
our clothes.
Lenore and L brought them off twice, just like before. Also, as before, we took turns, so
that each of us had a shot at both cocks.
They were first class all the way, sending us back in a cab, which they picked up the tab
on.
"They're nice guys," Lenore said as she was driving me back to the apartment.
"They really are."
"But you know, when all is said and done I'll still stick with Caesar and Peter."
"When it comes to pleasing us, nobody can match them," I agreed.


Chapter 10

Our final night at Roxy's they threw a big going away party for us. Poor Cal was so
sentimental that he broke down in tears between ships of the champagne he was
pouring down the hatch.
As we got ready to leave after everybody had gotten smashed and left, just as we were
changing into our street clothes for the last time in our dressing room, we heard a timid
knock on the door.
"It's me, Cal," he said nervously.
"Well come in, honey," Lenore told him.
He walked in and started acting fidgety.
"You know, I never ... well, I never said anything like this to you girls before," he
stammered slowly.
"Out with it, baby. We're old friends," I told him.
"Well, all this time I've been dream of once, just once, having a good time with you
girls." He self-consciously reached down and started tugging at the hard dick buried
beneath his trousers.
"Sit down in my chair, honey," I jumped out of my chair. I had nothing on but my
panties and bra. The same applied to Lenore. "I know just the thing to make you
happy."
He sat down in the chair. I dropped quickly to my knees and tugged at his zipper,
watching as his anxious dick fell free of his pants.
"Now just let me take care of everything, baby," I winked.
I went to work on his prick with my fingers, getting him so hot so fast that he was
ready to explode. When I saw how close he was to climax I began shoving my tongue
up and down swiftly over his warm rod. I brought him to orgasm in no time at all.
'Thank you, thank you," he brushed some tears back from his eyes. The cock had gone
down just a little bit, which meant that he was I ripe for a second explosion.
"Let me take over, baby," Lenore quickly jumped to her feet.
("He's all yours, honey."
It took Lenore a little longer to bring him off than it had taken me, but then again it
was his second time around in rapid succession. He zipped up and rose slowly from the
chair. Cal f delivered tender kisses to both of us, giving us sisterly cheek kisses, like
you'd expect a very sentimental older brother to do.
"You come back and see me from time to time, you hear?" he said as he got ready to
close the door behind him.
"We wouldn't think of forgetting you, doll," I blew him a kiss.
In the weeks immediately following our closing at Roxy's we got better acquainted than
ever before with the dogs. Sometimes Lenore and I would have Clarice and Pat over to
share love with them, while a lot of the time we kept them to ourselves. Clarice and Pat
grew to be as fond of Caesar and Peter as we were.
Even thought we remained busy with a lot of evening commitments, we still had plenty
of time with private love sessions with our favorite men. I would never let poor Eddie
know that I preferred the dogs to him, but once I was around those dogs something
happened to me to turn me into an even wilder animal than they were.
It was a good thing that Eddie continued to maintain that cabin in Lake Arrowhead,
since it gave Lenore and I many opportunities to take the dogs up there and enjoy
beautiful sex. Not only that, but if Eddie ever asked anything about why we were
spending so much time with Pete and Caesar, we had a perfect excuse.
"You can't teach a sex dog to many new tricks now, can you?" I winked at him one day
as I got ready to leave for the mountains with Lenore and my canine lovers.
"I guess not," Eddie grinned. "Just be careful you don't rape them."
After much deliberation, I finally wrote to Mother, telling her I was in the Los Angeles
area, but not much else. I sent her some money, which I had plenty of by that time. I
wondered how she would react if I ever told her I was a canine call girl and was in love
with two wonderful dogs.
An idea popped into my head just the other day. Wouldn't it be a great idea to take my
strong protectors to Bakersfield some day to tear the hell out of Zeke?
I'll bet he wouldn't try anything funny with them around.


THE END
