Pam's Pal
by Alan Kingsly


FOREWORD 

Pam Charles was 23, blonde, beautiful, and had a rich man keeping her at an 
expensive beach house. 

For quite some time Pam, who also worked as a professional model, was 
convinced that she had it made in life. That is, until experiencing the 
frustrations of knowing that she could only have a few stolen moments out of 
the life of Vic Gordon, the married man who was keeping her. 

She began to wonder what it would be like to exist apart from the isolated 
framework of a woman. Even though Gordon, a wealthy man, was willing to 
shower Pam with every conceivable worldly luxury, the young model began to 
realize that there was a lot she was missing out on in life-like a man she 
could call her exclusive own, one who would be able to devote unfettered 
attention to her. 

Her life took a sharp turn once that a dog named Pal entered it. Ironically, 
Vic was the person who set the wheels in motion, buying the intelligent 
canine for her as a means of protection when he was away. 

At first Pam demonstrates no more than ~he anticipated human affection 
toward the animal. But soon enough, before she was even fully aware of the 
enormous psychical changes occurring within her, she turns into a melting 
pot of passion seeking satisfaction from a male canine ever anxious to help 
her realize fulfillment. 

At first she thinks that she merely let herself go on one occasion, and that 
she will not be tempted to have sex with the dog again. 

She realizes quickly, that Pal is destined to play a profound role in her 
love life. The more she lets go, the greater her yearning for the animal 
becomes. 

Many complications arise within the framework of Pam's strange love bond 
with the animal. 

-The Publisher 


 Chapter 1 

I could hear the sounds of the water splashing against the surf as I got out 
of the shower. 

I was bare-ass naked, my beautiful body twistingly wet from the warm water 
that had splashed against it. 

My lover and keeper, Vic Gordon, always wanted me to take a shower before 
having sex with him. He had arrived in his Cadillac unannounced almost an 
hour before, and when he had failed to find me at the house, he journeyed 
down to the beach below and discovered me taking a fresh water swim. 

He enticed me back to the place with him. Naturally Vic would be able to do 
that, since he's paying the rent on the gorgeous Malibu house where I'm 
staying, situated just above the waters of the Pacific Ocean. It is located 
on a side street just above Pacific Coast Highway, so that I have a 
beautiful View of the water either day or night. 

I have Vic to thank for all that. Vic, that is, and my gorgeous body, which 
measures out to a perfect 36-22-36. 

Vic is a top executive in the garment industry, and since I work as a 
professional model, I'm in a position to meet men like him. 

One afternoon when I was participating in a swim suit show that was being 
given by Vic's company, he observed me standing there in a dazzling pink 
bikini. After he had an. opportunity to focus his eyes on my gorgeous 
breasts and legs, he asked me for a date. Later I found out that he was 
married and had three kids. He didn't see any reason, however, why we 
couldn't be very good friends in spite of all that, so he wound up renting 
me a place in Malibu, not all that far from his home in Brentwood. 

So there I was, stepping out of the shower, reaching out for a clean white 
towel. 

As I grabbed hold of the towel and began to rub the warm water from my 
beautiful body, the bathroom door opened. 

It was my lover Vic, every handsome inch of him, his throbbing cock dancing 
impatiently before him. 

"Baby, I can't take another minute of this," he said. 

"But you wanted me to take a shower, my dear," I reminded him. 

"Oh, yeah, sure, sure, that's fine. I want that beautiful nude body of yours 
to be glisteningly alive. It's just that I also get so turned on that I 
can't take it. That's the way that I feel right now." 

"Just contain yourself for a few seconds more." 

"Every time that I look at that beautiful body, I want to fuck it." 

I quickly finished toweling myself off. In addition to possessing the 
aforementioned attributes, I also have dazzling blonde hair, and huge, 
sparkling eyes, which I guess didn't hinder me in turning on Vic either. Vic 
or scores of other guys. Basically I'm not the sort of gal who wants to miss 
opportunities, though, so when Vic, who at thirty-six was doing 
exceptionally well in the garment industry, offered me something stable like 
a pad and expense account, I took him up on it. On top of that, I get plenty 
of modeling assignments as well, particularly in the swim suit area, so I'm 
able to do very well. 

We walked ever so slowly from the bathroom into the bedroom. Vic threw an 
arm around me, leering at me hungrily, ever so eager to get his long, steely 
prick into me. 

The first thing he did was throw his arms around me once we got into the 
bedroom. He let them clutch against my body, then spun me eagerly into bed. 

"Oh, I really want you," he exclaimed. My hungry lover Vic immediately 
demonstrated to me just what he meant by slipping his tongue against my left 
breast. He let it dart with sizzling passion, driving it eagerly until he 
left a trail of saliva on my hot tit. 

While Vic's tongue thoroughly lathered my breast, I twisted my body. I was 
working it in corkscrew fashion, turning on to his movements and causing him 
to turn on that much more as well. 

"You're a great tits' licker, Vic," I exclaimed gaspingly. "Just keep that 
kind of action going, honey. Oh, I really do like it. It's good, baby, oh, 
you're very good." 

Once that Vic finished his thorough, exploratory movements over my left 
breast, he switched his tongue over to my right. Once again his tongue 
danced, stabbing and driving with convincing eagerness as he splashed all 
kinds of wild thrills into my body. Every time that he sucked me, it had a 
chain reaction, causing my feelings of lust to circulate throughout my 
entire body. 

"Oh, I love your sucking," I sighed, "I want you to keep it going, honey. 
Oh, yeah, sweetheart, you're so good at it. Keep driving your tongue. Oh, 
nice tongue you've got. It's really moving. Ahhh, I like the brisk way that 
it's moving. I like your tempo. Just keep it sliding." 

While Vic was doing an effective job of sucking my right tit, I decided that 
I ought to do something to turn him on in a big way. That is, aside from 
offering him my tits. I reached out with my right hand, permitting my 
fingers to begin to slide over the tip of his steely instrument. 

The longer and faster that my fingers worked over his prick, the quicker in 
turn that he commenced to suck my tit. 

He kept up his scorching pace, after which he finally removed his tongue 
from my breast. 

"That's fantastic," he nodded, "but I think it's time for you to cut it out. 
As a matter of fact, if you don't I'll probably be juicing right here and 
now." 

"And we can't have that, can we?" 

"Not at this stage of the game, baby." Once more I heard sounds from the 
water in the distance. A slight breeze rippled against the Venetian blinds 
as Vic reached down and grabbed my legs. He always wanted to touch my 
thighs. It made him feel extra good. 

"When I see something this beautiful, I've got to eat it,"~ he told me. 
"You've got such an inviting cunt, darling. I'll bet you'd like to have my 
tongue pressed inside it, wouldn't you?" 

"That sounds good, baby. If that's what you'd like to do." 

"Oh, yeah, that's where it's at. But first I'll engage in a few 
preliminaries. I hope you wouldn't mind that." 

"Not at all. Not the way that you conduct yourself in preliminaries." 

"Say, you're really catching on. You know exactly what turns you on and what 
turns me on." 

At that point Vic went back to his tongue activity. He reached down with his 
long, red tongue and began to pierce my left thigh. 

He knew from experience that my thigh was a highly erogenous area, and just 
pressing his hot tongue against it caused my whole body to reverberate with 
sexual electricity. 

As my body twisted and turned, Vic stepped up his pace, driving his tongue 
quickly over my thigh. 

"Keep turning it loose, honey, oh, I love those jolting stabs," I told him. 
"Keep your tongue sliding, honey. Oh, darling, this is good. This is so very 
nice. I want it, honey. Yes, oh, I love the sucking." 

Vic kept up his spirited pace over my left thigh for quite a few minutes. He 
finally abandoned his movements~ on ~my thigh, working his tongue over to my 
other thigh. 

"Oh, you always do a thorough job," I exclaimed. "Just keep your tongue 
working, darling. Oh, yeah, baby, suck it, honey, suck my thigh. Oh, get me 
hot. Turn me on." 

As Vic let his tongue cut loose against my right thigh, he reached out with 
both hands and grabbed my ass cheeks. He held on ever so sharply, doing his 
best to arouse me in every way that he could. 

When Vic finished up with the thigh sucking, he could tell from the way that 
my body was trembling just how badly I needed to juice. It would be just a 
matter of minutes, I knew, before the pussy juices would spray from my mound 
and fill his mouth. 

I knew Vic. He was seeking to make the most of the situation. He wanted to 
prolong it to the maximum extent possible, without actually torturing me. 
Plus himself. Through it all Vic maintained that huge erection, and I knew 
that soon he was going to have to get his rocks off in a highly meaningful 
fashion. 

But for the moment, Vic was determined to keep things going at a steady, 
brisk clip. So he reached out with his tongue, intending to pursue my 
asshole this time around. 

I spread my legs ever so accommodatingly, and positioned my body at a slight 
angle, giving Vic a perfect shot at my anus. 

"Come on, darling, I know you want to suck ass, so go ahead and do it," I 
encouraged. "Oh, yeah, sweetheart. I want your tongue. Pierce me with it, 
baby. Turn it loose. Suck my asshole. Oh, come on and drive it, honey. Give 
me a good ass licking." 

While Vic settled into position to suck my asshole, I reached out and ran my 
fingers exploringly through his hair. I wanted to do all that I could to 
make him comfortable, to turn him on to the greatest extent possible so I 
could get a nice suck. 

His tongue soon began to make its way inside my asshole. He began slowly, 
letting the fires build up within me gradually as his tongue probed inside 
my asshole. 

"Oh, you're a great ass licker," I complimented him. "Go ahead, baby 
darling. Yeah, come on and cut loose. Oh, drive your tongue, sweetie. Yes, 
baby, oh, I really like the way that you're doing it. Oh, honey, come on and 
suck my ass. Darling, oh, this is so nice. Suck it out, sweetheart. Oh, 
baby, suck." 

The faster that Vic twisted his tongue, the deeper that he stabbed it into 
me. He was slipping it so high and hard that my whole body was wiggling in 
rhythmic reaction to his movements. 

"Just keep stepping it up," I said, "oh, this I really dig. Come on and suck 
me, darling. Give me a good hot suck. Oh, grind your tongue into my asshole. 
Oh, this is good, very good, I really like it. Oh, you're doing so well. 
Keep on sucking. Keep on driving your tongue into me. Ah, baby, this I 
really go for." 

While Vic continued his fervent efforts, he reached out with both hands and 
let his fingers move up and down my thighs. He enjoyed stroking my legs 
while he kept up his ass licking. He drove his tongue high into my rectum, 
enjoying every movement that he put forth. With burning desire he kept it 
up, determined to get me as hot as he could. 

After a while, Vic decided that he ought to engage in one more act to get me 
even more heated up. He removed his hands from my thighs, then permitted his 
right hand to move slowly upward toward my pussy, He began to tease my 
clitoris with his fingers, exercising his fingers ever so slowly, getting me 
turned on as he played with my pussy. 

"Oh, now you're really doing it," I said. "You'll have me juicing in no 
time, darling. Oh, your tongue is so beautiful. Just keep it moving, baby. 
Oh, stab my asshole with it. Drive it good and fast, baby. Yes, oh, keep it 
up. Drive it real nice, sweetheart. Oh, keep it going. Come on and suck me, 
darling. Yes, oh, that I like. I love your tongue. Probe me with it. Oh, 
slam it into my rectum. You're really moving it. Keep sucking it." 

The faster that Vic proceeded to suck, the more quickly he put his fingers 
to work as he probed against my pussy. Back and forth he was driving his 
fingers, pushing me ever closer to the brink of passionate climax. 

"You'd better start switching to the sucking," I finally warned him. "I'm 
just too turned on, baby. You're gonna have to drive your tongue into my 
mound. Oh, yeah, honey, go ahead and do it. Suck my snatch. Darling, oh, 
you're so good at it." 

When Vic removed his tongue from my asshole, he also withdrew his fingers 
from my snatch. He recognized that I was far enough along at that point so 
that we could move into another stage of the action. 

"All right, honey, I want to suck your mound," t he announced. 

"Big surprise," I laughed. 

"I know. Oh, I really want to eat it. I'm gonna give you a wild snatch 
lick." 

"Tell me all about it. Better yet, do it." 

"Just contain yourself for a few more seconds, baby. I want to look at your 
beautiful body." 

"You like to look at it about as well as you like to do things to it." 

"Of course I do. I like to think Fm artistic, honey. I appreciate the finer 
things in life." 

"So just cut loose any time you want to." 

"Oh, I will." 

He reached out with his right hand and tickled my nipples, moving from one 
to the other. All the while he continued to look at me grinningly, preparing 
to launch into some wild sucking. 

Chapter 2 

Before Vic launched into the pussy sucking, he wanted to devour me with 
kisses. 

He threw his arms around me crisply, holding on tight, then plunging his 
lips forward. 

With sharp, sizzling impact, his lips pressed against mine. I felt the 
reverberations all the way down to my toes, enjoying the movements that we 
shared. 

After a few lip kisses, he slipped his tongue into my mouth. Back and forth 
it darted, supplying me with all kinds of torrid feelings. 

The tongue activity continued for several long minutes, after which he 
removed his tongue from my mouth. 

"I want inside your mound right now," he exclaimed. "I'm gonna let my tongue 
tackle your hot mound. I'm gonna give you plenty of beautiful sensations, 
lover. I'm gonna drive my tongue, baby. I'm gonna drive it hard and fast. 
Oh, sweetheart, that I'm gonna do." 

He focused his eyes on my vanilla-covered pubic mound, then dropped his head 
down between my legs. As his fingers moved up and down against my thighs and 
ankles, he planted his tongue slowly against my pussy. He worked it against 
my pussy hairs for several strokes, then began to Probe deeper, slipping his 
tongue against my vagina. 

"Oh, I'm so wet down there," I exclaimed, "from the excitement that you gave 
me. So keep it up, honey. You'll get a nice load of juice. Oh, I've got it 
all stored up. I'm gonna splash it inside your mouth. Just keep up your 
sucking, honey. Oh, drive your tongue into me, baby. Come on and slide your 
tongue inside my pussy. Oh, work it, honey. Keep it going. Keep sliding your 
tongue, oh, baby. I love it. Come on, use that tongue as a torpedo. Keep 
moving it against my snatch. Oh, darling, baby, I really do want it. Keep it 
going, darling. Yes, oh, come on and move your tongue. Slide it, slip it, 
oh, suck me." 

While Vic's tongue kept spinning wildly inside my mound, his fingers 
continued to caress my thighs. He was plunging his tongue repeatedly, 
slamming it diligently inside my pussy, determined to bring me off in a big 
way. 

"Oh, it's only gonna take a few more strokes," I declared, "yes, baby, oh, I 
want you to keep moving it. Keep sliding it fast, baby. Oh, you're about to 
bring me off, honey. I can only take so much of this hot action." 

All the while, Vic kept turning on his unique brand of steam, driving his 
tongue deep in my pussy. He kept on maneuvering his fingers around my legs, 
hanging on sharply while we sucked, driving me to the point of an 
ever-closer orgasm. 

"Ahh, here it goes," I finally exclaimed helplessly, "oh, it's shooting, 
sweetheart. My pussy juices are shooting. Oh, go after them, baby. Come on 
and eat me out. Oh, go after my box, darling. Suck out every drop of my hot 
stuff. Go ahead, baby, oh, work your tongue. Slide it, honey, yes, darling, 
oh, I want it real bad. Come on, eat every drop of it, baby. Yes, oh, honey, 
you're doing it for me." 

My body continued to twist and turn as the juices spurted from my mound and 
into his mouth. He gobbled effectively, going after every bit of pussy juice 
that bolted from my snatch. 

"That I like," I sighed, "oh, what a thorough job, baby. You really did it." 

When Vic removed his tongue from my mound, he had a proud expression on his 
face. He was always happy whenever he pleased me to that extent. I had been 
like a wild woman, my legs kicking outwardly with every thrusting stab that 
his tongue had maneuvered in my direction. 

"You know, you were so hot and gorgeous that I could stand to give you 
seconds," Vic told me. 

"You mean you want to go down on my pussy again?" 

"Right away. I love to drive my hot tongue into your mound. Just like you 
did before." 

"Right on. Are you with me?" 

"I'm always with you when it comes to your wild brand of sex, my dear." 

"Then let's get it going." 

"Sure, why don't we?" 

I watched as Vic reached out with his left hand, permitting. his fingers to 
probe and slide ever so slowly against my mound. The longer that he did it, 
the better that I enjoyed it. 

My hips kept swinging back and forth, and all the while 'the excitement was 
increasing within me. I could feel the steady tempo building. I wanted him 
to give me as good a suck as he had on the first occasion. I wanted to turn 
on to the greatest extent possible. 

"Eat out my box," I sighed, "oh, you're really giving me the finger action" 

He kept up his finger activity, slipping his fingers against my mound until 
the precipitation once more began to surface in my pussy. He was all ready 
to drive his tongue inside my snatch. 

"Go down on me," I called out, "suck me, baby. Slide your tongue, darling. 
Turn it loose. I love your restless tongue. I love what you do with it once 
you get it rolling. Oh, baby, turn it loose. Drive it spiritedly, 
sweetheart." 

Vic slipped his tongue downward, allowing it to penetrate for the first time 
inside my snatch. 

"Oh, do it," I exclaimed. "Oh, come on, darling, suck my mound. Come on, 
move your tongue into high gear. Drive it in my pussy. Oh, you can do it, 
baby." 

I wiggled my hips from side to side, enjoying the stimulating stabs that he 
put forward. He kept sending his tongue with surging precision deep inside 
my love pit, stabbing and grinding away as he moved it ever so spiritedly. 

"Suck it, suck it good, baby," I cried out. "Oh, I never realized how much I 
needed it a second time. You did so beautiful before. But I need it again. 
Come on, turn your tongue loose. Drive it inside my pussy. Oh, darling, you 
can really work it. Come on, suck, baby. Yes, oh, darling, honey, work my 
pussy juices. Get me to shoot. Oh, you've got to make me juice." 

His tongue kept wiggling with steady proficiency. He continued to lash me 
with it, propelling me ever closer to the point of climax. 

"Oh, send it into me," I exclaimed, "You've really got to do it. Oh, grind 
me with your tongue. Suck me, baby. Oh, keep driving it, keep your tongue 
working, oh, bring me off." 

At that point I kicked out with my legs. Back and forth my body seductively 
danced as Vic continued his steady, grinding tongue attack. 

While his tongue kept darting against my pussy, he reached out with both 
hands and started slapping my ass cheeks. He would let his fingers cling 
sharply to them, then would turn loose, slapping against my ass cheeks, then 
my thighs. 

"Keep up your burning movements," I encouraged, "oh, honey, I like the 
steady, grinding action. Keep driving your tongue. You're really bringing me 
off, sweetheart. Oh, I like it, darling. Keep moving your tongue. Oh, keep 
it up. Keep working it." 

As he moved me ever closer to climax, I began reaching a breathless stage. 
My heart palpitated savagely. I recognized that as soon as he brought me 
off, he would have to be getting his rocks off. It would be time for him to 
orgasm. All I knew was that I was in a wild state of delirious joy from the 
brisk sucking that he was supplying. 

"Just keep it going," I said. "A few strokes more. Oh, you're bringing me 
off a second time. That's so beautiful." 

I finally heaved a loud gasp, at which point the juices started to sizzle 
from my pussy and into his waiting mouth. 

"Go get it, darling, oh, go get the juices," I exclaimed. "What feelings. 
Oh, what a screw. What pussy licking. Oh, honey, this is good. I really love 
it. Oh, baby, yes, this is so good." 

When he removed his tongue from my mound, I wanted to just lie back and rest 
for a few moments. One orgasm was enough to propel me to new heights, but 
two, that enabled me to double my pleasure. 

As for Vic, he was so damned horny by then, I knew there was no way to 
prevent him from shooting off his juices. He ran his fingers through my 
hair, then delivered a few quick kisses to .my lips. He was getting me 
worked up all over again, and all the while I kept looking at his long hard 
pecker. 

"Now you can reach out and touch my prick," be said. "Come on and hold onto 
it, baby. Run your fingers over it. Oh, I really want you to work on it. 
Come on, darling, oh, I really want you to slide your fingers over my prick. 
Baby, oh, I really want it. Come on, honey, play with my hot pecker." 

I could see how impatient Vic was becoming, and I was determined to provide 
him with all the thrills that I could. 

Effectively I moved the fingers of my left hand forward, stimulating him 
with them. Up and down I maneuvered my fingers briskly over his penis, 
causing him to feel all kinds of wild sensations. 

"Keep working your fingers quickly," he called out with impatience. "That's 
good, baby. Oh, I really do love it. Work them, darling, oh, come on and 
slide them. I really like it, honey. Go ahead, darling, and move your 
fingers. Oh, come on and let's do it. Oh, you've got to bring me off. I've 
got to get off, honey. I'm just too excited. Oh, keep your fingers sliding." 

I allowed my fingers to thoroughly explore his long dick. He kept up his 
devastating pace for a few more minutes, after which he had another request. 

"Start sucking my balls," he called out, "come on and work your tongue over 
them, baby. Yes, I really love it. Oh, sweetheart, move your tongue. Let's 
get it working. Yes, darling, oh, I want it." 

While I stroked up and down on his long dick with my left hand, I exercised 
my tongue against his balls. They were expanding enormously, cling me in on 
just how hot he was. 

"Come on, suck my balls," he told me. "You're doing a beautiful job of it, 
baby. And while you're licking them, I want you to play with my pecker. Oh, 
this is what I call good. Work it, darling, oh, come on and slide your 
fingers. These are good feelings. Oh, it really makes me feel good. Come on, 
baby, work your fingers. Suck my balls. Oh, nice, real nice." 

Back and forth his body rotated. He was enjoying the fervent finger and 
tongue strokes that I was providing for him. 

"Keep it going," I exclaimed, "Oh, I dig every bit of this. This is 
wonderful, oh, it's great. Yes, I really do like it." 

I knew that Vic would only want me to continue this kind of sizzling 
activity for just a short period of time. He would soon be expecting to go 
further, to get his prick off in one manner or another. But for the moment, 
he was enjoying every stroke that I was providing. I was doing everything 
that I knew how to make him happy. 

"Ahhh, I like the action on my balls," he sighed. "Just keep your tongue 
moving." 

The steadier and quicker that I put my tongue to work on Vic's balls, the 
more impatient he became to go further. 

"Okay, you can remove your fingers from my prick and your tongue from my 
balls," he finally said. 

"So it finally got to you, eh?" 

"It sure as hell did. Damned but I'm excited. I don't think you ever ball 
sucked any better." 

"I'll tell you something. It really boosts a gal's morale when a guy goes 
down on her twice like you did." 

"All right, baby, so get set. I'm gonna put my prick to work inside your 
pussy." 

"Oh, honey, I'm already. Give it to me. Just get your cock moving." 

"I'll slam it into high gear, honey." 

"Do it, baby. Oh, I need it badly." 

"Do you feel like pepper down between your legs?" he inquired with a grin. 

"I sure as hell do." 

"Then let's get busy." 

Chapter 3 

Vic reached down with his right hand and toyed with my moist snatch for a 
few seconds. 

"Oh, yeah, nice and wet," he nodded. 

"Wet and willing." 

"I know. Just wait until I've fastened my cock to you." 

"Slam your prick into me, darling. Unleash your cream. I want it, I really 
want it." 

"Then get set. You're gonna get it." 

"Oh, yeah, darling." 

He hurled his cock forward, reaching out and clutching at my legs as he did 
so. He parted my legs gingerly, then stuffed his hot, aroused penis inside 
my mound. 

"Oh, yeah, this I want," he exclaimed. "What a nice mound you've got. Oh, 
yeah, baby. You've got a beautiful pussy. Darling, oh, baby, I'm really 
gonna fuck it." 

With lightning determination and zeal, he slammed his cock into me. He 
ground it deep into my mound, and all the while I flipped my buttocks back 
and forth, planning to give him as much sensation as I could. 

"That's it, keep flipping your ass," he nodded. "Oh, I love fucking you. Oh, 
I just love sticking my prick inside your pussy." 

"Yeah, oh, this is such a good screw." 

"You're damned right it is." 

Vic would massage my ass cheeks for a little while, then would proceed to 
exercise his fingers over my legs. I liked the thorough, authoritative 
manner in which he wielded his fingers. After manipulating them against my 
legs for quite some time, Vic moved his fingers upward toward my breasts. He 
slid them ever so smoothly against my hot tits, and all the while he was 
grinding his prick back and forth, sending it with superb grace deep into my 
mound. 

"Just keep busy," I said. "Come on and grind your cock in my mound, darling. 
Oh, I really do love it. This is what I call fucking." 

Once more Vic's fingers found their way back toward my ass cheeks. He 
reached out and slapped at them, enjoying every sturdy stab. 

"Ah, what a butt you've got," Vic exclaimed. "Just made to order for my 
fucking cock. Oh, honey, this is great. I love grinding my steely tool into 
you." 

The harder and faster that he relentlessly let his cock surge deep into my 
love pit, the better that I enjoyed it. I lay there on my back, flipping my 
ass cheeks back and forth, thoroughly enjoying every hot stab that he would 
provide for me. 

"Oh, keep up the fucking," I called out loudly, "Just keep grinding your 
cock into me, lover. Yes, darling, oh, you're doing so good at it. Keep up 
the fucking, honey. Oh, this is good. This is so very good. I like the 
blinding action. I love the screwing. Yeah, baby, oh, this is what I call 
great action." 

While he kept wielding his cock back and forth, flipping his buttocks wildly 
as he propelled his cock forward into my mound, I recognized just how much 
closer I was moving toward orgasm. I couldn't take many more of his hot, 
effective cock stabs before exploding. 

"Oh, I've got to juice," I exclaimed. "Your cock action is just too much, 
darling. A guy can only take so much of that." 

"Just keep lying there, baby. Keep flipping your ass cheeks around. It'll be 
a double-barreled orgasm if you can hold off just a second." 

"Ah, I can't," I gulped. 

At that point the juices bolted from my mound. I gasped and squirmed as I 
lay there on my back, enjoying the thorough stabs that he kept sending ever 
deeper into my love pit. 

"Oh, it's so great to juice," I sighed. "But don't worry, honey. I just 
might be able to juice again. I might shoot about the time that you unleash 
your juices, darling." 

"That sounds very promising." 

"Oh, yeah, just keep up that grinding pace. Keep sending your dick into my 
mound. Oh, darling, keep on stabbing me. Grind your prick, baby. Oh, I 
really want you to grind it. Send it into me, darling. Yes, baby, oh, I 
really want you to do it." 

While Vic continued piercing me with his hard cock, he leaned forward and 
slipped his tongue inside my mouth. He wanted to engage me in one of our 
long, tempestuous French kisses, and I was all for it. 

While our tongues continued to meet, sliding together in a whirlpool of 
passion, he stepped up his pace even more than before. I had thought that he 
was moving as fast as he possibly could earlier, but I found out that he 
wasn't. He was able to muster even more in the way of excitement and energy 
as he propelled his prick forward, driving it spiritedly ever deeper into my 
mound. 

When he released his tongue from my mouth, he reached down with it and let 
it tickle my left nipple. Back and forth he circulated it, all the while 
spearing me that much more intensely with his hard cock. 

"Keep that thundering cock flying," I said, "you're really moving it, baby. 
Oh, I like your action. You're so good, honey. I really love your fuck. Oh, 
honey, you're really thundering it into me. Just keep up the screwing. Drive 
your cock, baby. Ah, I love the blistering pace. Fuck me, darling, ah, 
you've got to keep on fucking me. Yes, you're gonna unleash your juices. I 
just know that you are. Just a few more strokes, baby. Yes, oh, this is 
nice, so very, very nice." 

A few moments later, he removed his tongue from my nipple. He had a wild 
expression in his eyes, one that told me with no uncertainty just where he 
stood. He just had to get off his rocks, and I knew that he was just about 
there. 

"Ah, just a few strokes and I'm gonna unleash my juices," he sighed. 

"Go ahead, darling. I've got another load stored up inside me." 

"Are you gonna juice?" 

"Yes. I thought I could make it again." 

"You're as oversexed a chick as I ever encountered," he laughed. "And I love 
you for it." 

He reached back for one extra effort, heaved a sigh, then let his cock rip 
even deeper into my hot love pit. He reached out with both hands and 
clutched at my ass cheeks. He held onto them ever so tightly, squeezing the 
hot, warm flesh, and as he did so he dug his cock ever deeper into my mound. 

"Oh, yeah, here I go," he sighed, "I hope you're ready to juice." 

"Oh, I gasped, I'm going, going, going, going. Oh, I'm juicing, baby, oh, 
it's so nice, oh, fuck me, Slain your cock into me, drive your prick inside 
my mound, baby. Oh, what a feeling, oh, it's wonderful. Oh, sweetheart, oh, 
yes, it's nice, oh, so very nice, oh, I love it, baby." 

While I was going out of my gourd with passionate orgasmic ecstasy, he 
ground his prick deep inside my pussy a few more times. 

"Ah, my balls are sizzling," he told me. "Yes, baby. I really feel the heat 
down there. Ah, I've just got to erupt. The juices are gonna fly. Just wait, 
darling. Yeah, the juices are really gonna shoot." 

"Keep fucking me." 

"Oh, yeah." 

While he gulped and gasped, his trembling fingers continued to hold onto my 
ass cheeks. A few moments later, the first few droplets of his thick white 
juice shot from the end of his long organ. 

"Oh, baby, what a feeling," he sighed, "it's shooting out of there. Feel it, 
honey." 

"Oh, yeah. I like it. "The stuff's really spurting. Oh, what sensations. I 
love every bit of it. Oh, what a screw, darling. Oh, baby, this is good, oh, 
very good." 

His body flipped back and forth. He was in the throes of ecstasy, the 
spurting white juices spilling from the end of his rod and into my pussy. 

"I love it," I sighed, "oh, what a fuck you are, baby. Do you ever grind it 
into me. Oh, what feelings, oh, what wonderful feelings. It's so good, so 
very, very good." 

He leaned forward and deposited a long, breathless kiss to my lips. He was 
showing me just how much he appreciated the fuck that had transpired between 
us. 

He removed his lips from mine and his cock from my pussy, but I knew that 
Vic wasn't through by any matter of means. He would need to get off at least 
one more time. 

As a matter of fact, whereas I anticipated he would rest for a few minutes, 
he did nothing of the kind. He reached out with his right hand, allowing his 
fingers to move up and down his long pecker. 

"You're still hard. Your dick hardly went down at all," I noticed. 

"I know. Isn't that great? It means that everything is in good shape. I'm 
running my fingers over it, darling. I'm anxious to get off one more time." 

"You will. There's no doubt about that." 

"I hope that you're in the mood for some good cock sucking." 

"I'm always in the mood for that where you're concerned," I laughed. 

"Fine. Then we both speak the same language." 

"We certainly do." 

"Would you like to take over and suck my balls again?" 

"I'd consider it an honor, my dear." 

"That's good. Then let's do it." 

"Why not?" 

Soon I leaned forward and allowed my tongue to swiftly attack his balls. I 
wasn't going to hold back. As far as I was concerned, there was no time for 
formality. I wanted to just drill his balls with everything that I had, and 
get him ready for a wild cock suck. 

While my tongue energetically sliced against his scrotum, I reached out with 
both hands and pumped my fingers sharply up and down the full length of his 
sturdy organ. 

"Yeah, that's good, that's what I like," he nodded. "Keep up that wild 
action, baby. Oh, you really know how to turn a guy on. Keep it moving. Keep 
your tongue sliding, darling. Oh, that's what I call good. This is great 
action, sweetheart. Yes, baby, oh, it's really nice, so very nice." 

His buttocks kept flipping back and forth. That was a tangible sign as to 
just how aroused he was getting. I observed that the perspiration was 
beginning to roll down both sides of his face and was surfacing under his 
arms as well. Soon he would be drenched in sweat, the combination of 
physical activity and the sexual electricity. 

"Keep on sucking me," he gasped, "oh, work your tongue over my balls. Come 
on and slide your fingers up and down my prick, too, baby. I really need it. 
Oh, that's the kind of action that I need from you, baby." 

Every now and then, as my tongue worked swiftly against his balls, and as my 
fingers slid up and down his cock, he would reach out and goose me with both 
hands. He'd slap at my ass cheeks, enjoying the developing action that was 
taking place between us. 

"Okay, so now you can start sucking my cock," he told me with impatience at 
one point. "Start driving your tongue against my prick, lover. I really need 
that action. You've done such a good job on my balls. So now I wish you'd 
play with my balls and suck my cock." I began to work my tongue over the tip 
of my lover's bulging pecker. It was standing tall, every bit as firm and 
erect as it had been prior to the time that it exploded. 

"Go ahead, another explosion is in store," he laughed. "You might just as 
well swallow every drop of my hot white cream, baby. I want to give you the 
chance, sweetheart. Go to work, darling. Oh, yeah, suck my hot dick." 

I worked my tongue quickly, driving it up and down his long, huge pole. 
While the sucking continued, I worked my fingers with great rapidity over 
his balls. I loved squeezing and fondling them, and the longer that the 
activity developed, the closer that I recognized I was moving him toward a 
passionate climax. 

"Keep up the sucking," he called out, "oh, just work your tongue over my 
cock. Play with my balls. Yes, keep up those movements. Oh, baby, I really 
want it. I want this action~ Oh, honey, suck me good. Come on, darling, suck 
me." 

He reached out, and with sweaty, trembling fingers, ran them through my 
strands of long blonde hair. As he touched, me, it got me that much more 
excited. He was lying back, his quivering legs spread, as I kept on with the 
sucking, driving my tongue wildly up and down the full length of his 
scorching stick. 

"Bring me off," he called out, "oh, I really need to explode, darling. Yes, 
honey, oh, I want to unleash my juices. Just keep sucking me. Keep your 
fingers moving against my balls. Keep sucking my dick. 

Oh, grind your tongue, lover. Come on and bring me off." 

A few moments later, I recognized that his juices were about ready to shoot. 

His ass cheeks were flouncing up and down on the bed, and he was breathing 
louder and heavier than ever. 

"Lap up the cream," he called out, "oh, darling, the stuff is gonna shoot. 
Go after it, baby. I know you want it. Go get my hot juice. I want you to 
swallow it. Ah, go get it, lover. You've got to get it. Oh, I want you to 
have it. Go ahead, suck it, oh, suck it." 

Just as he was ready to explode, he reached out and clasped his legs against 
both sides of my head. He was giving me an idea of his dominant presence. By 
allowing his legs to surround both sides of my head, he knew I would get the 
point. I was his woman, and he was dominating me. It felt good as I kept on 
sucking, driving my tongue steadily up and down as the juices were set to 
explode from his raging prick. 

"Ah, here I go," he said, "I'm gonna juice." 

He twisted his body back and forth a few more times, after which the first 
few droplets of his long cock's load exploded from the end of his spear. 

"Go ahead, eat it," he called out, "oh, baby, you know you want it. Here it 
comes. Eat every drop of it. Oh, sweetheart. You want my explosion. Go 
ahead, baby, go ahead and eat it. Oh, I want it, sweetheart. Yes, darling, 
go get it. Oh, nice." 

While his body kept twisting, the sea of thick white semen exploded from the 
end of his organ. It kept on shooting voluminously out of the end of his hot 
tool and into my waiting mouth. 

The first droplets took me a little by surprise, and several of them rolled 
off the left side of my face. But I managed to catch the rest of his load, 
and as I gulped hard, I enjoyed every droplet that was spilling from his 
erect pecker and into my mouth. 

"Oh, yeah, this is great," he said, "this is as good as my first load. Go 
ahead, honey. Swallow every bit of it. Oh, come on, darling, and devour it. 
Eat it, ah, I like your spirit. Suck out every drop of it, baby. Oh, 
darling, go get it. Yes, honey, oh, lover, what a fuck you are. Oh, can you 
ever eat cock. Baby, oh, do it." 

As the last few droplets of his hot load ignited from the end of his spear, 
he reached out and clutched at my buttocks. He hung onto them ever so 
sharply, and as the juices kept finding their way into my mouth, I felt 
totally gratified. 

I had wanted to do my best by my lover, and had apparently pleased Vic. 
After all, if he had not been highly aroused, he would never have been able 
to explode as much in the way of juice into my mouth as he did. 

When I removed my tongue from my lover's dick, he threw his arms 
resoundingly around me. 

"What a lover you are," he said. "You know, right from that first day that I 
saw you, I had the hunch that we were gonna make a beautiful team." 

"Did you really?" 

"No doubt about it." 

"You mean you weren't just thinking of me as a one night stand?" 

"You aren't the kind of girl that any man in his right senses would think of 
for a one-night stand," he spoke soberly. 

"I'm glad to hear that." 

"No, I could see right from the beginning that you had style and elegance. I 
was gonna see to it that you got every chance to show what you could do in 
modeling. I've done pretty well by you, haven't I?" 

"I guess so. You got me one of the best agents in the business, and you've 
gotten me work for your company, as well as referring me to other 
companies." 

"You're damned right, baby. And there's a lot more where that came from. I'm 
gonna see to it that you get plenty in the way of work while I'm around." 

"Gosh, that's so nice of you. You've been so great to me, Vic." 

"I'll tell you what. You know that restaurant right by the ocean? The one 
with the great View?" 

"Oh, yeah. I like their steaks." 

"That's the place. I can never remember the name of it. Well, I love a nice 
juicy steak myself. It's almost as good as your juicy cunt. Remember, I said 
almost." 

"I'm listening," I giggled. 

"How about us going out and having a bite to eat?" he asked with a smile. 

"That sounds absolutely stupendous," I replied. "Right now I think I need a 
shower," he laughed, looking down at his sweat-drenched body. 

"Go ahead." 

"Then we'll have something to eat. This is a cause for celebration." 

"Isn't it always after we've had a great fuck?" 

"It certainly is," he winked. 

I lay back and watched as Vic got up slowly from the bed, then walked into 
the bathroom, where he would take a soothing shower. 

Chapter 4 

The restaurant was almost empty that night, which was just as well as far as 
we were concerned. 

Vic and I wanted privacy, and we had an exquisite view of the ocean and the 
moon that shone high overhead. 

We had several cocktails, then a leisurely meal, after which we got into 
Vic's Cadillac and he drove me back to my place. 

As I turned on the living room light, I couldn't help but let out a scream. 

"My God, what the hell has happened to this place?" I asked in dumbfounded 
amazement. 

Vic entered just a few steps behind me, and as his eyes darted quickly 
around the room, surveying the wreckage, he stood there in disbelief for a 
moment. 

"Somebody has broken in here," he said, it's like a cyclone hit this place." 

I looked around and observed that some of my most precious belongings had 
vanished, including some jewelry that Vic had bought for me. 

"Damn it to hell," Vic exploded. "I know how much that jewelry meant to you. 
And it meant a hell of a lot to me, too. This damned crime problem. It seems 
like you're not safe anywhere. And this is a low-crime area around here. 
Damned, that really burns the hell out of me." 

"I guess we'd better call the police." 

"I know, baby. You'd better handle it. You know how it is. I wouldn't want 
to be included in the report. What with me being married and all. That could 
set off a real time bomb." 

"I understand, darling." 

"I'll tell you what. I'll give you a call later tonight. Then I'll come on 
back here after you've talked to the police. And keep your doors locked in 
the meantime~ Understand?" 

"Don't worry." 

Vic leaned over and kissed my lips, after which he walked quickly toward the 
door. He had a troubled expression on his face. 

I described all the missing items to the police, then poured myself a strong 
shot of gin after they left. 

I got a call from Vic, who said be was coming right over. 

"I've been thinking about your problem," he said. "I think I've done 
something about it." 

"My problem?" I asked with surprise. 

"Yeah, this crime problem. If it happens once, it can happen again. So I've 
taken precautions." 

"Have you? What did you do, buy me a gun?" 

"I'll talk to you later." 

He hung up the telephone. About an hour later, he arrived. 

I was astonished as he walked inside the house with a tall, prancing Great 
Dane. The dog has such an intelligent expression on his face, that I almost 
expected him to start talking at any moment. His intelligent eyes darted 
alertly around the room as he took in every aspect of the place. 

"What's the dog all around?" I laughed. "You have a new pet?" 

"This is your new pet," Vic said. "I got to thinking, and decided that you 
needed a dog to watch out for you. And for your belongings when you're away. 
There are a few girls at the office who've done the same thing. They live in 
higher crime areas. But since you've been hit once, it can happen again. 
With this sturdy fellow around, you'll be protected. He's a pedigreed. I 
thought of that. He's as sharp as a tack." 

"He does look very intelligent," I laughed, "But I don't think I need a 
dog." 

"I think you do, baby. Besides, you wouldn't want to turn this nice fellow 
away, would you?" 

I've got to admit that the longer the dog looked at me, the greater the 
degree of difficulty became for me to reject him. 

We liked each other right off. His alert eyes were focused squarely in my 
direction, and as he pranced toward me, he jumped up against me. 

"You see, you've got a nice new friend," Vic laughed. "Believe me, darling. 
It'll make you feel much better. That's what the girls at the office told 
me. They said they feel so comfortable now what with a dog in the house." 

"Maybe you're right. I don't know. He is an awfully friendly fellow." 

"He's quite a pal." 

"I guess that's as good a name for him as any," I said. "Maybe I'll call him 
Pal. How does that strike you, Vic?" 

"You know, I couldn't come up with a better name myself," Vic nodded. 

"He does seem so very nice." 

"Take care of him in good health, baby. I've got to be going now. I'm 
awfully sorry about the jewelry. I feel crushed." 

"You and me both, darling." 

"We've just got to hang in there." 

He delivered a tender kiss to my cheek, after which he left. 

As Vic drove off, I had an opportunity to get better acquainted with Pal. 

He was as friendly as he could be. He wanted to do everything he could to 
get acquainted. He jumped up against me several times, begging for me to pet 
him. 

"All right, young man, I'll pet you," I laughed. 

The more that I petted Pal, the more accustomed he became to the attention. 
I could see that I had a very bright dog on my hands. As a matter of fact, I 
couldn't help but think that he was in many ways more like a human being 
than a dog, particularly in the manner in which he would alertly observe 
everything that was happening. 

In order to try and get my mind off the tragedy that had occurred, I watched 
a motion picture on television. I kept sipping gin as I watched it, and my 
friend Pal snuggled up next to me on the sofa. 

He felt warm and pretty soon I started thinking about what Vic had said. He 
had told me about the girls he knew, commenting on how good it felt having a 
dog around them. 

I began to feel protected. Pal provided a good deal of consolation as he lay 
there stretched out next to me while I watched the movie. Every now and then 
he would look up to me, seeking some attention. At that point I would pet 
him, and his tail would wag. 

"You're quite a flirtatious Great Dane," I looked at him and smiled. 

He responded to my comment by wagging his tail, letting me know once more 
just how much he thought of me. 

When the movie ended and I shut off the television set, Pal wanted some more 
attention. I found myself leaning forward and hugging him. After I finished 
doing so, I wondered if I was going out of my head or something. I had not 
intended on getting that intimate with the dog. But, then again, I guess 
there wasn't really all that much wrong with hugging him, I thought to 
myself. 

I went to bed. It took me a little while to get to sleep, thinking about all 
that had happened that day, but when I did I slept soundly. 

The next thing I knew, it was morning, and who should have awakened me but 
my friend Pal. 

He had crept into the bedroom after pushing with his paw and opening the 
door, which had been just barely shut. He jumped up on the bed, then began 
to lick my face. 

"Oh, Pal, are you ever a joy," I laughed. 

I could see that he could express himself with great intensity. The longer 
that he kept licking my face, the more impressed I became. 

Pretty soon, I discovered that I could feel an intensity of my own. I 
observed white heat building between my legs. 

I wondered just what was happening to me. I knew I had to be some kind of 
nut to be feeling that way around a dog. 

I kept trying to tell myself that in the back of my mind I was thinking of 
Vic, and that my feelings of passion had nothing to do with the canine who 
was licking me. 

"Now stop it," I finally began laughing. "You've done enough, my dear. Just 
how much excitement do you want to give me?" 

Pal stopped licking, but he looked at me with such a pathetic expression 
that I knew I had to console him. I had spoken in a harsh enough tone to 
where he thought that I was bawling him out. 

I reached out and began petting him, which caused him to look up at me with 
contentment. He was happy that I was not angry and was showing him some 
warmth. 

I'll never forget the weird chemistry that started taking place between me 
and Pal. 

As I lay there in my panties and bra, I could see him come alive. At first 
he was just engaging in manifestations of affection, but pretty soon it 
became apparent that he was progressing beyond that stage. He wanted to 
demonstrate to me just how much he thought of me. 

As I lay there, his nose began to come alive. It moved downward toward my 
mound. 

"Honey, what are you doing?" I asked as he began sniffing around my pussy. 

Chapter 5 

I bad a squeamish feeling as I watched Pal. I knew that I wanted to explore 
further with my Great Dane, but was fearful of the consequences. I was aware 
that I was pushing beyond the precipice of acceptable lovemaking into a 
shadowy, uncertain realm. 

But nonetheless, the longer that he sniffed around my mound, the more 
curious I became to determine what would happen if I removed my panties 
altogether and gave him a completely free reign on matters. 

My first move was to slip off my bra. I quickly unsnapped the hooks, then 
tossed it to the floor. The big move, however, rested in removing my 
panties. I slipped my fingers down toward the elastic, then started to pull 
them down my legs. 

"Oh, honey, I just wonder what you're gonna do," I told Pal. "I don't 
believe this. I don't believe what's happening to us, darling. This all 
seems so weird, so very strange." 

I pulled off my panties, then extended my legs ever so slightly, giving Pal 
the opportunity that he needed. 

The hungry canine quickly demonstrated what was on his mind. He began poking 
around my pussy. As his sensitive nose probed around my velvety, blonde 
snatch hairs, I could feel tingles circulating throughout my whole body. I 
couldn't help but wonder just what was getting into me. I wondered if I was 
going straight out of my mind or something. I never expected to feel this 
kind of wild sexual excitement around a dog. 

Pretty soon Pal was going even further. He was letting his cold nose dig 
into my mound. He pushed it several times against my pussy, and every time 
he did so, tremors of shock were set forth in my body. I shook like crazy as 
his nose kept circulating against my pussy. 

"Oh, you're really tickling me," I said. "That feels good, darling. Yes, oh, 
honey, you're really give me some sensations." 

I flipped my hips eagerly back and forth as be kept up his movements. After 
he had finished exploring my pussy with his nose, my handsome young canine 
decided to get busy with his tongue. 

While I intrigued him some more by flipping my body back and forth, Pal 
reached out and began to slip his tongue against my snatch. He bad a long, 
warm red tongue, and it really felt good to receive his stabs. 

"Oh, yeah, you're so good," I exclaimed, "Go ahead, darling. Work your 
tongue against my mound. Oh, baby, I want you to bring me off." 

At first Pal began slowly. He wanted to find the range in a gradual manner. 
After all, he was making the acquaintance of a new lover, so he didn't feel 
that it would be appropriate to rush things too fast. 

As his tongue kept slicing against my pussy, I reached out with both hands 
and began to pet him. I ran my fingers up and down his aroused body, and by 
touching him I got him that much more excited, causing him to work his 
tongue around my pussy. 

"Bring me off, darling," I sighed, "oh, honey, I really like the way your 
tongue's working. Keep it going, 'darling. Yes, baby, oh, I really want you 
to work it. Suck me, sweetheart, oh, you've really got to suck me." 

My buttocks twisted eagerly back and forth as he kept up the pussy sucking. 
A few strokes later I knew that it wouldn't be long before the juices would 
explode from my mound. 

"Keep your tongue twisting," I sighed, "oh, keep the action going, darling. 
Yes, sweetheart. Oh, twist your tongue around my mound. Yes, baby, oh, this 
feels so good. Keep up the sucking. Oh, you've got to bring me off, honey. I 
feel so horny. I feel so great when you work your tongue over my pussy. 
You're gonna make me shoot." 

By that time my body was twisting more eagerly than ever. He kept on 
plunging his hot tongue ever deeper into my gash, bringing me ever closer to 
the point of climax. 

"Bring me off," I gasped, "oh, come on and keep sucking. Drive your tongue, 
darling. Oh, keep it moving, baby. I want you to bring me off." 

He finally accomplished his mission. A few hot, swift thrusts later, the 
juices began to shoot from my pussy and into his receptive mouth. 

"Oh, go ahead and suck," I encouraged eagerly, "oh, darling, come on and 
suck me. Yes, honey, oh, do it. Yes, baby, oh, I really want you to suck me. 
Drive your tongue. Oh, it feels so good, darling. Yes, oh, it really does." 

While my ass cheeks twisted and turned receptively with every movement that 
his tongue put forward, the juices began to shoot from my mound. I felt a 
tremendous surge of satisfaction as I juiced, watching my passion drops 
spill into his waiting mouth. 

When Pal removed his tongue from my pussy, I figured that our little sexual 
experiment was at an end. I was even telling myself silently that I couldn't 
ever get involved like that again. It just wouldn't be good for me, I 
reasoned. 

But I was speaking too soon. Pal had other ideas. The next thing I knew be 
was sniffing around my asshole. 

I do know that I possess a very well proportioned ass, and it has received a 
good deal of attention from men I have known, particularly Vic. But my 
canine friend was not about to be outdone by any of them. He liked my ass as 
well, and furthermore, he was planning to do something to show me just how 
much he dug it. 

As I lay there, still reflecting on the fuck that had taken place, Pal went 
right to work. His nose began to sniff around my anus. 

"Just what are you up to, baby?" I asked, shaking my head in confusion. 

He sniffed for several moments, then reached out with his tongue. He began 
to slide his long red tongue against my left buttock, moving it ever so 
slowly and effectively over the warm, firm skin. 

"That's nice," I sighed, "it really feels good, baby. As a matter of fact, I 
can't believe how good it does reel. Just keep up your tongue movements, 
darling. Oh, maybe I'm crazy, just maybe I am, but I dig it with you. I 
really like it a lot. I can't help it." 

As I lay there, my body twisting with wild satisfaction, Pal kept up his 
steady routine. His tongue kept right on grinding against my left ass cheek, 
continuing for a lengthy period of time, leaving a long trail of saliva in 
the process. 

"Oh, you're really tickling my butt," I said, "it makes me feel so good, 
darling. Yes, you're really getting the job done, baby. Oh, I want it, I 
really want it, sweetheart." 

As he moved his tongue from one ass cheek to the other, I began feeling even 
greater excitement. My body danced wildly and sweat began to pour from my 
body as Pal did all that he could to satisfy me. 

When his tongue began to cut loose against my right buttock, he started 
working it more quickly than before. Pretty soon he was letting it dance as 
quickly as he knew how, driving it with great desire and determination. 

"Oh, yeah, keep it going," I said. "You really know how to find the mark, 
baby. I love your kind of action. Oh, you really can work your tongue. It 
feels good, baby. Oh, so very good. Keep driving it, darling. Oh, 
sweetheart, keep your tongue moving." 

Pal continued his steady pace. After he had finished doing an effective job 
on my right ass cheek, he was ready to probe even deeper. 

He poked his nose against my asshole, causing my body to twist and vibrate 
some more. It seemed like every time that he touched me I flew into a state 
of wild excitement. 

He flipped his tongue forward, this time setting his sights on my asshole 
itself. He set a blinding pace, driving his tongue quickly and deeply into 
my anus, circulating his tongue with great vigor as he drove it inside my 
asshole. 

"Keep it going," I said, "oh, yeah, I really want it. Go ahead, darling. Oh, 
cut loose. Do anything you want. I just want you, baby. I never realized I 
could get that excited. You're so good. Keep ramming me, baby. Keep your 
tongue sliding in my asshole. Oh, drive it, baby, keep it working, do it. 
Oh, slip it in my asshole. Come on and slide it inside me, darling. Work it 
quickly, sweetheart. Oh, I want it, I really do want it, I want you to suck 
me." 

The quicker Pal worked his tongue in my asshole, and the deeper he probed, 
the more quickly my body jerked back and forth with his diligent movements. 
I couldn't imagine where it was all going to end up. At first I had thought 
that he was going to do no more than lick me. That is, my face. But he had 
quickly followed that up with a vigorous pussy suck. At that point, just 
when I thought things were over, he had seen fit to go to work on my ass. So 
there he was, sucking out my asshole, and as I lay back and enjoyed every 
stab that he directed my way, I couldn't help but wonder just how much more 
he did have in store for me. 

"Keep up your sucking," I gasped, "oh, yeah, darling, you're so good at it. 
Your tongue works so beautifully, sweetheart. Ah, drive it, darling, come on 
and drive it. Plunge your tongue against my asshole. Oh, such a good 
feeling. Keep it moving, Oh, baby, you're very good. Suck me, sweetheart. 
Yes, oh, that's nice, honey, work your tongue. Come on and move it into my 
asshole. Drive it, sweetheart." 

As the sweat continued to pour from my body, Pal's tongue kept darting 
inside my asshole. He wanted to see to it that we both received the maximum 
in sensation. 

All of the sudden, he withdrew his tongue from my anus. All I knew was that 
my cunt was so hot I needed to juice. At that point in time, after he had 
loosened me up some more, I looked over at Pal's huge cock. 

"You do have a handsome peter, my love," I looked at Pal and smiled. "As a 
matter of fact, it looks downright delicious." 

The next thing I knew my fingers were instinctively working their way toward 
Pal's rigid prong. I reached out with my right hand, allowing my fingers to 
glide up and down the full length of his cock. 

As my fingers maneuvered up and down the smooth surface of his penis, I 
still couldn't help but wonder where it was all going to end. I knew that I 
wanted a good fuck, and I was thinking about letting him enter my pussy with 
his hard prick. 

It would have been inconceivable to me to even consider such action only a 
short time before, but the more involved our sexual activities became, the 
more increasingly aware I became as to just how many things I would do with 
my canine lover. 

I enjoyed observing his responses as I worked my fingers deftly up and down 
the full length of his pecker. I would circulate my fingers slowly for a 
while, then would 'suddenly step up the pace, driving them more quickly than 
before. 

Whenever I would increase the pace, his whole body would shake with 
supercharged excitement. He enjoyed the style of action in which I was 
engaging, enjoying every finger stab that I sent his way. 

"Just get ready, baby, because I want to go even further with you," I told 
him. "I want to find out just how much of a willing super stud you are. You 
brought me off, baby, and almost caused me to juice a second time. You must 
be awfully hot yourself. I'll just bet you're ready to go in no time." 

After I had jerked on his long penis for quite some time, I removed my 
fingers from his hard cock. 

I decided that I would stretch out on all fours, so I did that very thing. I 
got down on my hands and knees, just the way a female dog would. I kept 
thinking of myself as being four-legged, and an appropriate lover for Pal. 

I spread my legs, giving him a good look at my cunt. Then, to entice him 
even more, I reached out with my left hand and began to toy with my snatch. 
I moved my fingers slowly at first, then stepped up the pace, allowing them 
to slide briskly over my pussy. I kept it up until the moisture surfaced in 
my mound. 

"I'll bet you love to fuck me," I sighed. "I'm just sure you want to stick 
your pecker in my pussy, darling. Oh, yeah, I know that that's the route you 
want to take. Just hang on, my lover. My wonderful protector. You're gonna 
get plenty of action. All the action you could ever hope for. You're gonna 
stick your tongue in my pussy and we're gonna have ourselves a beautiful 
screw. Oh, baby, yes we are." 

I reached out with my right hand and grabbed the end of Pal's hard cock. He 
allowed me to slowly slip it toward my mound. 

"I think you're getting the idea, darling," I said softly. "You want in my 
mound, I just know you do. You want to give me a wild fuck. I'm gonna give 
you that chance, baby. Oh, yeah, your cock is gonna thunder inside my mound. 
We're gonna really screw." 

I took a long look at Pal. His tail was wagging and his eyes were widening. 
He could sense the impending adventure, and knew that he wanted to grind his 
cock inside my pussy. 

Chapter 6 

Poised and ready, Pal kept responding to my efforts. 

I kept pulling on his long, warm, inspiring cock, directing it ever closer 
toward my mound. 

My body quivered with a sense of heightening adventure, knowing that I was 
moving toward an act that would be considered forbidden in most circles of 
society. It's funny. The very thing that turned me off in the beginning, the 
thought of doing something against society's norm, suddenly made the whole 
idea of being fucked by Pal that much more enticing. It seemed great to go 
against the grain, to do something that most people would never even 
consider. And' even many who would consider such an act would become 
frightened off. 

At that stage, however, I was past the point of being frightened. My pussy 
was alive with passion, burning up as I kept pushing his penis ever closer 
toward my pussy. 

"You're gonna be in my snatch in just a few seconds," I told Pal, "and 
you're gonna love it, baby. Oh, yes, you're gonna enjoy fucking my pussy. 
You're gonna treat me just like a she-bitch, baby. Just like some sexy Great 
Dane female that you want to screw bad. You're gonna be my lover. Just like 
you were when you sucked out my cunt and my asshole. You're gonna really 
grind your steamy prick inside my snatch. Oh, 'yeah, baby, we're really 
gonna enjoy it. You're really gonna slam your cock into me. I just know you 
are. Oh, what thrills we're gonna experience, baby. Just wait and see. Oh~ 
yeah, just wait until your hot pecker is plunging into me." 

I finally pushed his cock deep enough to where he made his initial 
penetration inside my mound. My whole body gave way as I reacted with great 
intensity to his stabbing movements. 

My buttocks flipped and twisted back and forth, as he pushed his dick ever 
deeper into my mound. I soon discovered that I no longer had to guide him 
inside my hot hole. 

It hurt like hell in the beginning, so much so that I puffed and gasped and 
my body trembled. When his peter locked within me, I heard a sharp, jolting 
sound. 

"Oh, you're hurting me, but I know it's not gonna last long," I sighed with 
anxiety. "Go ahead, lover. Plunge your cock into me. Plant it in me all the 
way. Go ahead and fuck me. Oh, I really do want it. I want you. Go ahead and 
grind it, sweetheart. Screw my mound. Oh, I want you to screw me. Plant it 
in me. Oh, come on and fuck me, do it, baby, oh, you've got to screw me, 
you've got to do a beautiful job of screwing me. You've got to keep your 
cock inside my mound." 

As my hips wiggled back and forth, my handsome canine lover went to work. He 
slipped his paws against my thighs for support, then plunged his prick deep 
inside my pussy. 

At first it did hurt a great deal, particularly when his cock locked inside 
my nest. But as he kept up his pace, sending his scorching dick ever deeper 
into my mound, I began feeling differently about things. All I can say is 
that it was just beautiful, receiving his sharp, jolting pecker stabs inside 
my mound. 

"Keep it going," I called out, "oh, honey, don't let up even for a second. 
Keep your grinding cock moving inside of me. Oh, slide it, baby, oh, keep 
propelling it into me. Yes, darling, oh, that's so good. Oh, honey, you've 
got such a nice dick. You really know how to dent me with it. Oh, it's 
sliding. Good job, baby. Fuck me, oh, come on and fuck me. Do a good job by 
me, sweetheart. Yes, oh, I want you to stab my pussy. Oh, keep me going. 
Drive your cock." 

With great determination, he kept up his pace, sending his savage spear ever 
deeper into my mound. He kept grinding and plunging it intensely into my 
pussy, moving me ever closer to a devastating climax. 

"Oh, I can't take too much more of your style of action," I acknowledged. 
"Just keep grinding, baby. Oh, keep fucking my mound. Keep sending your 
long, steely tool into me. I want you, baby, oh, how I ever want you." 

I couldn't get over what an enticing love maker he turned into. He would 
vary his tempo, starting out with a slow, methodical pace, then swiftly 
accelerating it into something more. He kept flipping and heaving his body 
forward, driving it spiritedly inside my pussy. He ground it hard and fast, 
and all the while my buttocks twisted and I moved ever closer to the point 
of climax. 

"Send it into me," I gasped, "oh, drive it, baby. Come on and propel your 
cock inside me. Yes, baby, oh, I dig it, yes, baby, really do dig it. Fuck 
me, oh, drive your pecker, oh, I really need it. I'm gonna juice, baby, oh, 
I can't keep it up any longer. Just a few more strokes. Keep grinding it, 
oh, honey." 

I turned ever so slightly, observing the expression on his face as he kept 
tearing his prick into my mound. What surprised me was that it didn't seem 
any different than the expression on Vic's face when he would tear off a 
good piece. The dog was alive with wild, passionate energy, and he kept 
pouring every ounce of that energy into the fucks he continued sending deep 
inside my hot pussy. 

"You're gonna go off, I just know it," I gasped, "oh, keep up that effective 
pace. Keep driving your cock inside me. Honey, oh, I really love it. Fuck 
me, oh, baby, bury your cock deep inside my pussy. Just keep it sliding, 
sweetheart. Oh, I want it, darling. Yes, keep it up, sweetheart. Oh, fuck 
me, baby, you're really good. Oh, the way you drive your cock inside my 
pussy. It's really something, honey. You really let yourself go." 

As my body kept twisting and as I fired my hips up to meet his every 
spearing thrust, I could begin to feel the droplets of semen expelling from 
his cock. 

"Oh, you're doing it, you're juicing," I sighed happily. 

Just feeling the first few drops of his cock stream shoot his dick was 
enough to precipitate an explosion on my part. The juices began to shoot 
from my snatch, and as they did so, he kept on grinding, driving his cock 
into my pussy as the sea of thick white pecker juice continued to shoot. 

"Oh, yeah, this is good," I sighed, "yes, baby, this is great, oh, this is 
real nice. Oh, baby, yes, come on and explode, sweetheart. Oh, I want every 
drop of your cock juice. What a feeling. Oh, yes, unleash every drop of the 
stuff." 

Just about the time that I finished exploding, he unleashed the last few 
droplets of his load. When Pal removed his sturdy dick from my mound, I had 
all kinds of mixed feelings swimming through my body. 

There was one side of me that was genuinely proud of having engaged in such 
a great screw. But when I would think beyond that, I couldn't help but 
wonder just what was getting into me. After all, that was a canine and not a 
human that I had screwed with, and I just wondered about the overall 
consequences of our act. 

When I looked into Pal's face, I couldn't help but think about what had 
happened the evening before, when Vic had brought him over, insisting that I 
take him. 

I wondered what Vic would ever think if he observed such an act, watching a 
canine plunge his penis deep inside my mound. 

"You're too much, honey," I said, running my fingers up and down my lovable 
canine's head. "I really did want you, baby. That was a great screw. Oh, 
yes, darling. I loved every bit of it. It was so wonderful. You did so much 
for me." 

When I finished petting my loving canine, I stretched out on the bed, doing 
some more thinking. 

"Vic would think I'm insane," I said. 

But right then, it didn't make too much difference to me just what anybody 
else thought. All I knew was that I had thoroughly enjoyed sex with my 
canine lover, and that to me was the important thing. 

The longer that I kept thinking about the entire matter, the greater the 
degree of confusion that surfaced. I would wonder about whether I would 
become so acclimated to Pal's style of lovemaking that I would want to go 
back for more. 

"You're quite a seducer," I said as I petted my dog. 

Pal had lapsed into a state of contentment. After all, he had gotten a good 
piece of ass. Just like any male, two-legged or four-legged, once that a 
good score is made, the entire world becomes beautiful. The longer that I 
looked at him, the more I realized that there was something magical between 
us. 

Chapter 7 

The following evening Vic came to visit. He was in a particularly frisky 
mood, so I decided that the best thing to do would be to shut Pal up in a 
separate room all by himself. I picked out the den, closing the door. 

"Where are you shutting the dog up?" Vic asked. "I was having a good time 
playing with him." 

"What do you want to do, darling, play with the dog or play with me?" 

"Now you should know the answer to that question without even having to ask 
it." 

"All I'm saying, sweetheart, is that it would be quite a distraction with 
him around. He's into everything. I haven't had him for very long, but it 
didn't take any time at all for me to conclude that." 

"Okay, baby, you win. I think you're right. Anyway, I did come because I 
wanted some good solid fucking. I don't have too much time. My wife went out 
with the kids. She'll be back in a little while." 

"You're cutting it that close?" 

"Oh, I always give myself a little latitude. After all, all I've got to do 
is tell her that I had an appointment tonight. You know me. I'm such a busy 
man that I have appointments all the time." 

"I'd sure like to know how many different excuses you have concocted to 
cover time you spent with me." 

"After awhile you develop a certain genius for it," he laughed. 

"I can imagine that. As the saying goes, where there's a will, there's a 
way.'" 

"Right now, baby, I've got the will and the way," he grinned. 

We were standing in the living room, and as I watched, my lover reached out 
and unzipped his trousers. He proudly pulled out his long, throbbing prick. 

"Just what do you think of the size of this?" he asked. 

"I think it looks just great." 

"Why don't you reach out and touch it, honey?" 

"Anything you say." 

"I reached out with my right hand, fondling the tip of Vic's prick. I then 
worked my fingers quickly and skillfully up and down the full length: of his 
hard organ. 

"That's it, darling. You can let go now." 

"You mean you don't like what I was doing?" 

"Quite the contrary. I liked it too much. Let's strip. You know what I feel 
like doing tonight?" 

"Fucking," I laughed, "what else?" 

"Of course. That's understood. I'm talking about the type of fucking. First 
of all I would like to give you a nice bubble bath." 

"Oh, my. You're in one of your voyeur-fucker moods." 

"That's the best way to be. I like watching and doing it both. Most sexy 
guys do." 

"You're so right, darling." 

"Then let's get into it." 

As I stood and watched, he removed his clothing, then his underwear. He put 
everything in a nice neat bundle on the sofa, then strutted toward me, 
jerking up and down on his prick. 

"It really feels good to pump on my hard rod," he said. "This is a whale of 
a lot of fun." 

"I guess I'd better strip." 

"Oh, no, I want to do it for you." 

I was wearing a blouse and black slacks. I had kicked off my shoes shortly 
after Vic had entered the house. He reached out and grabbed me, pulling me 
down toward the rug with him. After that the fun began. I could hear the 
sounds of his heavy breathing as he reached behind me and, with nervous 
fingers, undid my blouse. 

"I'll strip you in no time, then I'll fuck you," Vic said determinedly. 

While his fingers were undoing my blouse buttons, he delivered quick kisses 
to my lips, my ears, and my cheeks. They were speedy, pecking little stabs, 
that served to get me that much more aroused. 

After he removed my blouse, Vic reached out and unstrapped my bra. 

"Pretty soon I'll see your beautiful tits," he said happily. 

His fingers quickly found my breasts after he removed the bra. They worked 
ever so skillfully over my tits, probing the warm skin with great desire. 

"Oh, yeah, this I like," he exclaimed. "What knobs you've got, honey. Oh, I 
like this soft, warm skin. It's so smooth. Ah, I dig it so much. I just love 
touching it. Honey, darling, oh, I really do like it." 

Once that Vic had received his share of thrills from running his fingers 
over my breasts, he reached down and began to unzip my slacks. 

"Now I'm gonna see your beautiful legs," he proclaimed excitedly, "Oh, yeah, 
darling. That's where the action is. Am I ever excited, baby. I just can't 
get enough of you, sweetheart. Oh, I love it, just love it." 

He pulled my slacks eagerly down my legs, then removed them altogether. He 
reached out and clutched at my panties, pulling down on them. 

As I heard the sounds of the panties scraping against my legs, I became 
overridden with anxiety. I knew just how horny Vic was, and every time I 
looked at his huge cock, I became more anxious to involve myself in sex with 
him. 

While he was energetically slipping my panties down my legs, I reached out 
with my left hand and began to fondle his huge, erect phallus. 

"Oh, yeah, that I like," Vic nodded. "Just keep your fingers working over my 
rod. Oh, keep it going, lover. This I really dig. Oh, I want it, baby, I 
want your action." 

As Vic continued his brisk finger stabs, he pushed my panties down still 
further. I, in turn, pumped my fingers that much harder on his cock. By the 
time that he completed the job of removing the panties, he could barely 
contain himself. 

"I'm gonna take off your panties," he said. "That isn't gonna take any time 
at all. Then you can get that bubble bath. Oh, yeah, darling. We're gonna 
have ourselves a~ blast. Oh, is my cock ever excited. I really want you." 

He reached out and authoritatively grabbed hold of the elastic around my 
panties. He held on firmly, then drew them swiftly aside. 

"I want you," he gasped. "Oh, yeah, darling. I want you so bad. Honey, oh, 
you're too much, baby, you're just too much." 

Now that the panties were off of me altogether, he reached out and cupped 
his fingers around my thighs, then dropped his head downward and puckered up 
his lips eagerly. He kissed my pussy, which caused me to feel all kinds of 
wild sensations. 

"Let's go into the bathroom," he suggested. "I want to give you a nice 
bath." 

Vic had a boyish twinkle in his eye as he filled up the tub with warm water, 
then picked up the container of bubble preparation. He sprinkled it 
liberally into the tub, watching as the bubbles circulated. 

"Now you can get in the tub," he said eagerly. "I want to see your beautiful 
body lolling around in the bubbles in the water." 

He watched with mounting hunger as I stepped ever so cautiously inside the 
tub, then stretched out in it. I pushed my legs up over the sides of the 
tub, watching the expression on his face. It was one of hungry anxiety. He 
could hardly wait to get his 'pecker circulating inside me, but before he 
reached that point, my dear lover wanted to make certain that he provided me 
with all kinds of beautiful sensations. 

As I splashed around the tub, I was determined to make him feel as good as I 
possibly could. I let my body dance in such a way as to bring out the 
excitement within him. The longer that the action continued, the better that 
he enjoyed it. 

"Oh, you're so good, baby," he said. "I'll soap you down a little." 

Vic grabbed a fresh bar of soap, taking it out of the wrapper, then dropping 
down to his knees so that he was within range of my breasts. 

He pushed the fresh soap bar forward, allowing it to come into contact with 
my tits. He scrubbed diligently, grinning broadly as the soap continued to 
collide with my tits. 

"How do you like it?" he asked smilingly. "Oh, yes, darling. I really love 
the strokes. Keep it up, baby. Oh, keep the soap moving against my breasts. 
It's such a nice feeling, darling. Oh, I dig it, I really do." 

While Vic continued to soap down my breasts, my body twisted back and forth 
as I lay in the tub. He was accomplishing his objective, that of getting me 
as excited as possible. 

"Oh, keep the action going," I exclaimed, "it's such a tremendous morale 
boost." 

"For you and for me." 

"I can certainly imagine." 

Once that Vic finished soaping down my tits, I lowered my body so that my 
breasts were hitting the water. 

"That's it, rinse off those luscious tits," Vic grinned. "This is beautiful, 
honey. I really love what's happening." 

After I finished rinsing off my breasts, Vic reached into the tub and began 
splashing some water in my face. 

"Just want to get you a little wetter, honey," he laughed. "I've got a 
little bit of the prankster in me tonight." 

"All right, prankster, what are you gonna do now, my love?" 

"I'm gonna fuck you pretty quick. I just want to watch you lying in the tub. 
You look so sexy with all those bubbles. Oh, with your legs perched over the 
ends of the tub like that. You look so great. You really do look good enough 
to eat." 

"You've eaten me enough times." 

"I'm wondering if I ought to do it now." 

"I don't suppose it would hurt if you did." 

"No, not at all." 

Vic reached over and pulled the plug from the tub, watching as the water and 
bubbles disappeared down the drain. 

"Ah, you really do look great," he grinned. "What a beautiful hunk of woman 
you are. I'm sure as hell glad that I have been able to get this close to 
you for this long." 

"We've had quite a relationship. We've had to keep it secret, though." 

"Sometimes that makes things more exciting," he laughed. "You're my secret 
lover, baby." 

"I guess I am." 

As I lay stretched out in the tub, waiting for the rest of the water to go 
down, Vic reached out and began playing with my snatch. He touched my warm 
pubic mound, playing with my snatch as he exercised his fingers with 
diligence. 

The water disappeared down the drain, after which Vic climbed inside the tub 
with me. 

"I know what I want to do," he said, "and it doesn't concern your snatch, as 
appealing as that is.,' 

"I know you've got something in mind. You're sure as hell hard enough." 

"I really do." 

"Do you want me to blow you?" 

"Oh, no, I have a beautiful idea." 

He reached out and extended my legs, then slipped his tongue between them. 
He put his tongue to work lashing quickly against my asshole. Back and forth 
he slid his tongue, driving it high and deep inside my anus. He enjoyed 
every hot, pulsating stab that he put forth inside my anus. 

"Oh, that's nice," I sighed. "Keep sucking my ass, darling. Oh, I really do 
want it. Yes, baby, oh, this is so good. Keep on sucking, darling. Yes, 
baby, oh, drive your tongue inside my asshole. What a good feeling. Oh, suck 
me." 

The more that I begged for it the quicker that his tongue pace became. 
Pretty soon Vic was sliding his tongue as deep as be knew how, driving his 
tongue quickly, stabbing wildly as it pushed ever higher into my asshole. 

"Go ahead, suck ass," I sighed, "grind your tongue into my asshole, baby. 
Oh, you don't know how bad I need it, how bad I want it. Yes, oh, darling, 
let your tongue dance. Just let it slide into my asshole. I want it so bad, 
honey. Oh, darling, this is good. It's so great. Oh, I like the feeling." 

As my body danced back and forth, reacting to the hot, steady ass sucks that 
Vic's penetrating tongue put forth, I realized how much more desirous he 
must have been to stick his cock inside me. 

He reached out and clutched my buttocks, holding on, driving his fingers 
sharply against my skin. 

"Just what are you gonna do, baby, when you get through here?" I laughed. 
"You're really doing beautifully, sweetheart. Oh, I really love the 
movements. Just keep your tongue sliding, darling. Oh, you're very good. 
Your tongue movements are fantastic. I love this kind of action." 

He finished with his tongue stabs, after which he looked at me with a 
hungrier expression than ever. 

"I've got to fuck you and fuck you good right now," he said impatiently. 

"With the size of that bulging cock, I'm certainly not surprised to hear 
that." 

"Speaking of that bulging cock, why don't you reach out and touch it?" he 
suggested. "Fondle it with your fingers. I like the way that you touch my 
cock, darling. You've really got a way about you. Come on and slide your 
fingers, baby. I really want you to let your fingers go. Give me plenty of 
nice action." 

"Just hang on, darling, because that's what I'll do." 

"Oh, yeah, I want it, I really want it." 

Chapter 8 

I reached out and let my fingers collide with his cock. The fingers of both 
hands glided up and down along the smooth surface of his erect instrument. 

"Keep your fingers working," Vic sighed, "oh, those are great movements, 
darling. Keep your fingers going. Oh, beautiful, yes, oh, I like it. I like 
the hot action. Keep your fingers moving. Oh, move them, baby, that's the 
way to do it." 

His ass cheeks danced back and forth as he enjoyed the thorough strokes that 
I put forward with my Penetrating fingers. All the while I was pushing his 
cock to an ever-greater point of ecstasy and excitement. 

"I've got to get off," he said. "Turn loose; baby. I can't take any more of 
those wild stabs. You're just too much, sweetheart. Oh, your fingers are 
doing such a beautiful job." 

When I removed my fingers from Vic's huge peter, he was all set to go to 
work. He looked down once more at his cock, then eyed my body hungrily as I 
lay back in the tub. 

"Isn't this a strange place to have sex?" I asked him. 

"As a matter of fact, yes it is." 

"Then maybe we ought to go into another room." 

"Hell, no. Let's do it right here. I like the fact that it's out of the 
ordinary. That's the way I enjoy doing things." 

"All right, then let's get it on." 

He reached out and grabbed my legs, throwing them over his shoulders. 

"It's your asshole I want," he exclaimed. "I want to fuck your hot ass." 

"You're a very ass-conscious guy." 

"Certainly I am. As long as I'm around a beautiful butt, and you've got the 
best-looking ass of anybody that I know." 

"With a compliment like that, I guess I ought to be pleased, and I am." 

"Then let's really get into the fucking." 

"Whatever you say." 

While my legs were planted firmly atop his shoulders, Vic gritted his teeth, 
then prepared to launch into the fucking. 

He heaved a loud sigh, then shoved his cock forward, determined to plant his 
penis inside my asshole. 

"Oh, I want in you," he sighed. "I'm gonna really plunge my prick into your 
asshole. Oh, it's gonna be such a beautiful feeling, baby. You're gonna 
really want it. I want it. Oh, this is great." 

Back and forth he systematically wielded his spear, driving his penetrating 
cock high and deep into my asshole. My ass cheeks wiggled and I flexed my 
ass muscles, doing my best to give him as good a fuck as possible. 

"Drive your dick inside me," I called out, "oh, that's good. I love it." 

I was lying against the back of the tub, gasping and squirming as he kept on 
controlling the action, driving his penetrating spear ever deeper into my 
asshole. 

"Keep it going," I called out, "oh, just grind your cock into my asshole, 
baby. Send your spear deep inside me. Oh, grind it into my asshole. Fuck me, 
darling, oh, come on give me a good screw. Give me a nice fuck. Oh, what 
fucking, what beautiful fucking. Yes, baby, I really enjoy every bit of it. 
Oh, I like the way you're grinding your dick into my asshole." 

My body kept twisting and turning as Vic continued his steady pace, driving 
his spear ever more relentlessly into my asshole. With every thrust and 
stab, he pushed himself ever closer to climax. 

"Get ready, oh, I'm gonna juice," he finally sighed. 

"Go ahead, baby. Oh, shoot off your juices inside my asshole. I need it, 
baby. Oh, baby, go ahead, drive your cock into my asshole. Ah, it's so good, 
so very good. Yes, oh, what a fucker you are, keep on screwing me. Keep 
fucking." 

A few moments later, I felt the first few droplets of cream shoot from the 
end of my lover's spear. 

"Oh, I feel it," I said, "shoot some more of the stuff out at me, baby. I 
really need it. Oh, I really want it. Juice inside me, darling. Yes, honey. 
Oh, I want it. Yes, fuck me, fuck me, drive your dick inside me. Oh, do it." 

"I'm gushing, oh, what a feeling," Vic sighed, "oh, now the juices are 
really spurting, oh, I'm going, going, going. This is fantastic. Oh, what a 
fuck you are. That's it. Just keep that trim butt of yours flipping back and 
forth. That gives me a better screw. I like it, honey. I like every bit of 
it. Twist your butt. Come on, flip your ass cheeks around. That's what I 
want. Oh, that's what I need." 

As Vic kept unloading his hot white cream inside my asshole, he reached out 
and clutched at my butt. He loved holding onto my ass cheeks, and as he 
continued to do so, the spurts of white liquid kept spraying out of the end 
of his rod and into my anus. 

"It's great to have you cream inside me," I told him. "Yeah, darling, oh, 
what a screw." 

A few seconds later Vic removed his cock from my asshole. He heaved a deep 
sigh. 

"I love that," he told me. 

"You should have," I exclaimed. "After all, that was quite a screw." 

"You'd better believe it, honey." 

After Vic had removed his cock from my asshole and had planted my legs back 
down inside the tub, he walked over and rinsed off his cock in the sink. 

"What are you gonna do flow?" I asked. "Just gonna clean off my cock and 
then I'm gonna ram it down your throat." 

"You really are in a homey frame of mind tonight," I laughed. 

"I sure am. I'll tell you why later." 

"Do you have to have a reason?" 

"No, but I have one this time. I'll be glad to share it with you." 

"Whatever you say, darling." 

I continued to lie there in the tub, watching as he finished washing off his 
penis. He toweled it off, then got back into the tub, spreading his legs. 

He reached out and acrobatically swung his body forward until his legs were 
pressing down on both sides of the top of the tub. So that he would not 
fall, he reached out and grabbed the sink, holding onto it. 

"What a position," I chuckled. "Wouldn't it be better to do this in bed?" 

"Oh, no, this is something unique. I like this, baby." 

"You're about as much an acrobat as you are a fucker," I teased him. 

"You're damned right I am. Okay, just let me get my rocks off." 

He leaned his cock forward, permitting it to move ever so slowly toward my 
mouth. 

"Open your mouth," he urged. "Just give my prick a chance to plunge inside 
it." 

"Oh, yeah, honey." 

My mouth opened wide. I watched as Vic slid his long, huge tool inside my 
mouth. 

"I want you," he said, "and I'm gonna slide my pecker into your mouth. I'm 
gonna push it right down your throat, baby. I'm gonna give you a wild fuck." 

He slammed his cock forward, driving it deep inside my mouth. While be kept 
up his hot, steady pace, Vic reached out and grabbed my breasts. He held 
onto them, holding on ever so sharply, fucking me all the while. 

"What a throat luck you are," he gasped. "That's as good as fucking your 
cunt. Oh, yeah, I love it. I just love driving my dick down your throat. Oh, 
what fucking, what beautiful screwing. Oh, I'm already moving close to 
climax. I can't keep up this kind of pace for very long. I just get too 
horny. It's just too much, sweetheart." 

While his ass cheeks kept darting back and forth, Vic shoved his cock ever 
deeper into my mouth. He drove it quickly forward, asserting it with great 
skill and determination as he plunged it ever deeper into my mouth. 

"Oh, what a mouth job I'm getting," he gasped. "I just love it, baby. Oh, 
what a good screw. This is wild, yes, baby, oh, it's really wild;" 

A few brisk strokes later, he recognized that the juices were ready to fly 
from his cock. 

"Just keep your mouth open, baby, because I'm gonna juice inside it," he 
exclaimed. "Oh, swallow the stuff, baby. Yes, darling, oh, this is 
beautiful, so very beautiful." 

Vic kept on gliding his fingers around my breasts. He held on sharply, 
letting the fingers dent against my skin. All the while he was driving his 
dick ever deeper, plunging it that much closer to the big moment of spirited 
orgasm. 

"Here it goes," he gasped. "Oh, I'm gonna unload. Oh, I have to, sweetheart. 
Just get set to catch them, baby. Oh, what a wonderful feeling. Yes, baby, 
this is it. Oh, swallow it, swallow every hot drop of the stuff. It's gonna 
shoot, honey. Oh, yeah, it really is." 

He heaved a loud gasp, at which point the steaming white juices began to 
shoot wildly from the end of his cock. They bolted into my mouth. I caught 
every droplet, even though at certain points I practically choked on his 
cream. It was flying out of there so fast and was so thick. 

"Oh, I'm unloading, this is nice," he exclaimed. "What a screw, darling, oh, 
thanks for a great fuck, sweetheart." 

When Vic removed his cock from my mouth, be got up from the tub, stretching 
his arms. 

"I guess that'll do it for tonight, honey," he looked at me and smiled. 

"What was this special reason why you were extra horny tonight?" 

"Just what I was gonna mention next. I have to go away for a couple of 
weeks, darling. I have to make an Eastern swing on business." 

"Gee, I wish I was going with you," I said. 

"I take you with me whenever I can," he explained, "but I can't this time. 
I'm sorry. The wife wants to go along. You know how that goes." 

"It's really tough, having to live this way," I shook my head. 

"You live in greater luxury than most women. Just remember that, my dear. I 
take very good care of you, my love." 

"Oh, yes, I know you do, Vic. But it can be torture just waiting for you to 
get back. I mean, when you're away, I just don't know what to do with 
myself. I'm at a loss then." 

"Hell, if we were married, I'd still have to go away on business." 

"I suppose so," I said sadly, "but somehow it's different this way. So I'll 
see you in about two weeks, darling?" 

"That's right, my dear. But I'll tell you what. Why don't we put on our 
clothes and I'll fix us a couple of drinks. We'll have a farewell cocktail 
and then I'll have to shove off." 

"When are you leaving?" 

"Early tomorrow afternoon. My wife's busy with the packing." 

"You sure were homey tonight," I said, climbing out of the tub. 

"I guess I was," Vic laughed. 

Chapter 9 

The more time that elapsed, the lonelier that I got. 

I kept thinking about Vic, vacationing in faraway New York, three thousand 
miles from where I was. If only he could at least call me, but I knew he 
didn't want to take a chance like that. His wife was no doubt keeping track 
of him like crazy, and he probably scarcely had a free minute. 

I noticed how affectionate Pal wanted to get all the time. It bothered me, 
since one side of me would have liked to relented and allowed him to take as 
many liberties as he desired. But I was a little fearful about following 
through in that particular fashion, since I realized just how much damage I 
might be doing to myself overall. After all, I kept telling myself, he was 
an animal, but I could get quite easily attached to him. I could never 
forget .the degree of enjoyment that I experienced having sex with him 
before. 

One evening as I was reading a book, Pal walked over toward me. He began 
rubbing against me, after which he started to lick my hand, which was the 
closest part of my body he could get to. 

"There you go again, trying to play Romeo," I shook my head. 

I tried to ignore him, but the longer he kept it up, the more I realized I 
liked what he was doing. 

Before I knew it, I was shutting the book, then walking with him into the 
bedroom. 

"Maybe I'm some kind of a nut, but I'll ball with you anyway," I looked down 
at Pal and smiled. 

He just wagged his tail, obediently trailing behind me as I entered inside 
the bedroom and closed the door. 

I removed the dress I had been wearing, then stepped out of my panties. My 
last act of undressing was to undo my bra and let it drop to the floor. "All 
right, so it's up to you, baby," I said, climbing into the bed. 

As I lay there on my back, spreading my legs, I waited for Pal to make the 
first move. I couldn't bring myself to initiate the action. I don't know 
why. I guess something told me that I wouldn't be as guilty if he assumed 
the initiative. It was really silly to be thinking in terms of any guilt 
context. After all, if I wanted to ball with him, I wanted to ball with him, 
no matter who was taking the actual initiative. 

As I lay there on my back, my eyes openly attentive, be jumped up on top of 
the bed. He moved quickly toward me. He dropped his head down between my 
legs and kissed my pussy several times. He then decided to put his tongue to 
work. 

"Oh, honey, you're so good at lovemaking," I exclaimed. 

My handsome young man started to sniff around my asshole. He slipped his 
tongue forward, allowing it to plunge into my anus. 

"Oh, that really feels good," I sighed. "Run your tongue into my asshole, 
baby. Come on, honey. I really want you to do it. Slide it, darling. Work 
it, sweetheart. You really know how to turn me on. Oh, yes, baby, work your 
tongue." 

My ass cheeks twisted restlessly as Pal kept sending his tongue ever higher 
into my asshole. With steady, sweeping movements he drove his tongue 
eagerly, enjoying every stroke that he sent my way. 

"That's nice," I sighed, "oh, keep moving your tongue, baby. You really know 
how to give me beautiful action. Oh, darling, keep it moving. Yes, 
sweetheart, oh, what a beautiful tongue you have. Just keep it sliding, oh, 
drive it in my asshole. Baby, oh, I love it." 

As my hips darted back and forth continuously, he pursued my asshole with 
great vigor. The faster that he sucked, the more I recognized that I was 
going to have to shoot. 

"Oh, darling, I'm so excited," I sighed. "Keep it rolling, baby. Just keep 
splashing me with your tongue. Oh, the way you flip it in my asshole. You're 
so good, your tongue is so beautiful." 

When he finally removed his hot tongue from my anus, he slipped it toward my 
pussy. 

"Oh, you're gonna bring me off," I sighed. "Go ahead, darling. I know you 
want to do it. I need it, darling. Oh, I need it so bad. Go ahead and suck 
me, baby. Oh, yeah, sweetheart, go to work, drive your tongue, oh, work it 
fast." 

As my body kept twisting, Pal worked his tongue, driving it back and forth. 
He entered my pussy speedily, working his tongue with swift, blinding force, 
determined to bring me off as quickly as he could. 

"Oh, eat my box," I exclaimed, "baby, maybe it's wrong, I don't know, but I 
still want you. Come on, canine lover, and eat out my snatch. Oh, honey, I 
want you to do it. Drive it fast, baby. Oh, go after my mound. Oh, I feel 
such a tremendous itch. It shows just how close I'm getting. Yes, very 
close, oh, so very close. I'm gonna shoot, yes, oh, I'm really going to 
juice this time." 

A few stirring strokes later, I realized just how close I was getting to 
climax. 

My legs were twisting and turning with every hot, jolting thrust that he 
sent deep into my love pit. 

"Oh, bring me off," I sighed, "come on, darling, and work your tongue into 
my mound. Oh, slide it into me, baby. Yes, sweetheart. Oh, you're good, very 
good. Oh, what a perfect pussy sucker you are. Just drive your tongue, 
darling. Keep working it, sweetheart. Oh, you've just about got me there." 

My legs kicked out several times, after which I recognized I had reached the 
point at which I would be unable to withstand any more in the way of his 
sucking movements. 

At that point the juices began to shoot from my mound. As they spurted into 
Pal's waiting mouth, I reached out and gripped him behind his neck. 

"Oh, keep your tongue in my box, go after every hot drop of it," I sighed. 

"Oh, eat my box out, baby. Come on, darling, go after the juice. Yes, go 
after every bit of it. Oh, eat me, baby, yes, you're doing a great job of 
it, oh, eat every drop." 

He removed his tongue from my mound, licking his lips with satisfaction 
after he completed his tongue action. 

"You're such a nice dog," I said. 

I reached out and petted him on top of the head. His tail wagged several 
times, after which he stretched out on the bed. 

As I looked at his long, lean, very handsome form, I began thinking of him 
in ways that I never had before. I wondered what it would be like to do 
something really intimate with him. I mean, we had done some intimate things 
in the past, but I was thinking of going even beyond what we had done. I 
reached out with both hands and cupped them around his cock. I then started 
to explore the full range of his huge penis, pumping my fingers up and down 
his long organ. 

"You've got such a beautiful cock," I told him. It was quite evident that 
handsome young Pal was happy receiving ~the attention that I was providing 
for him. His tail wagged, and as he looked at me, he was clearly telling me 
that I could provide him with more of the same action. 

I continued to play with his cock, only now I was moving my fingers even 
more briskly than before. I liked that kind of action, and just clutching 
his long cock got me in the mood for greater passion. 

"You're so cute," I exclaimed. "You're a handsome young guy. Oh, yes, you 
really are. I just love moving my fingers around your cock. Oh, yeah, baby. 
This is good. I like it, darling." 

I pumped my fingers over his penis a few more times, after which I finally 
removed them from his dick. 

My heart palpitated with fearful anxiety. Then I wondered if I had the nerve 
to go through with what I was thinking of doing. 

AS MY HEAD MOVED FORWARD, I thrust out my tongue and got set to put it to 
work on his cock. 

I moved my tongue slowly against his penis. At first I touched just the very 
tip of it. I couldn't move any faster than that. It was quite an adjustment 
for me to make, even at a time when I desired him a great deal. 

While my tongue tickled the tip of Pal's long hard dick, I reached out with 
my fingers and explored his balls. I loved touching his testicles, and as I 
moved my fingers over them briskly, I began to extend my tongue action 
considerably. 

Whereas in the beginning I had run my tongue over the very tip of his cock, 
I now started to work it up and down the full length of his pecker. 

I kept up the cock sucking for a little while, then removed my tongue from 
his dick and put it to work on his balls. Back and forth I smoothly 
maneuvered my tongue, enjoying the stroking pace that I was setting. 

While my tongue worked briskly over his penis, I worked my fingers over his 
dick. I squeezed his long, hard cock, developing confidence every time that 
I touched and sucked him. 

This time when I removed my tongue from his testicles, I knew what was 
coming next. My tongue would go to work with a flourish on Pal's long, hard 
spear. 

As I worked my tongue with determination, I let my head bob. I was working 
with great conviction, driving my tongue speedily as I worked it up and down 
his huge, erect phallus. 

I could hear his heavy breathing, and recognized just how close he was to 
climaxing in my mouth. 

The longer and faster that I circulated my tongue over his penis, the closer 
I knew I was driving him to the big moment. 

His tongue hung out, and he kept on gasping loudly as the sucking efforts 
continued. I kept on driving my tongue against his rod, bringing him ever 
closer to the point of orgasm. 

While my fingers diligently explored his testicles, I prepared myself for 
the big moment. There was a thick load of juice stored up in his cock, and I 
was looking forward to swallowing every droplet of it. 

A few moments later, he was ready to juice. I could tell from the way that 
he was panting. His body started to quiver as the first few droplets of hot 
white orgasmic fluid shot from the end of his cock. 

Carefully I steadied myself, preparing to receive some more hot bolts of 
juice from the end of his spear. As I sucked, receiving his juices, they 
began to shoot voluminously out of his instrument and into my waiting mouth. 

Relentlessly I tugged at his balls, enjoying the great satisfaction I was 
receiving at the culmination of the act. 

While my fingers kept right on working, the sea of passionate liquid kept on 
spurting out of the end of his cock. 

I swallowed every droplet of cream that shot from his hard dick, after which 
I removed my tongue from his pecker. 

"I wonder just what you would feel like doing for an encore," I looked over 
at him and smiled. "You're such a handsome dog, you are. I know you're ready 
to fuck me some more. Sure you are. You want me, you want me badly. Yeah, I 
sucked you off, and now I'll bet you're ready to ram your dick into me." 

I got down on my hands and knees, wondering if I was daring enough to try 
another ploy. On the previous occasion I had allowed Pal the liberty of 
slamming his penis into my pussy. This time around I was thinking about 
letting him have access inside my asshole. 

I flipped my butt back and forth, doing everything that I could to entice 
Pal. He responded affirmatively, his tail wagging. He kept watching my 
buttocks, getting more turned on that I twisted them. Finally I reached back 
and grabbed his hard cock. I pushed his instrument toward my asshole, 
determined to let him inside my hot butt. 

"I want you to fuck me," I said, "oh, yeah, I want you in my asshole, 
sweetheart. I really want a good fuck. Oh, baby, you can do it for me. You 
can really screw me. You can fuck my asshole. Oh, yeah, you can fuck me 
until you juice." 

I kept pushing his prick ever deeper into my asshole. I closed my eyes and 
gritted my teeth, recognizing that it would hurt in the early stages. 

When he finally locked his penis inside my asshole, I gasped painfully. But 
I sure didn't want to cry out with pain. I didn't want to do anything at 
that point that would in any way discourage my canine lover. 

"Go to work, Pal baby, drive your cock inside my asshole," I encouraged. 
"Oh, yeah, honey. I really want it. I want you to stick your dick into me. 
Oh, slam it hard, baby, really give me a good fuck." 

I tightened my ass muscles, then flipped my buttocks back and forth a few 
times, giving him the cue as to just what I wanted. 

My movements got the job done. With radar-like effectiveness, he pushed his 
cock into high gear, commencing to slam it high inside my asshole. 

"Ah, you're in me and I love it," I sighed, "just keep going, darling. Oh, I 
want you to slam your cock inside my asshole. Drive it hard, baby, oh, put 
it to me. Slam your dick inside my asshole. Drive it hard, sweetheart. Oh, I 
really do want it. Fuck me, oh, slam your cock. Drive it inside my asshole, 
please, baby, keep it going. Yes, honey, oh, I really do want it. Oh, I love 
your stabs." 

While the firm, systematic movements continued, he kept on grinding his dick 
ever so faithfully deep inside my asshole. 

"Keep pumping," I called out, "oh, darling you're doing it. You're really 
slamming your cock home. Oh, drive it into my rectum. Fuck me, oh, take 
charge, baby, really put it to me. Slam it hard, lover, oh, I want every bit 
of it. I want you so bad, baby. You can do it. Oh, slide your cock into my 
asshole. Come on and drive it, baby. Oh, lover, slide it, screw me, fuck 
me." 

My body twisted with great zeal. I found myself enjoying every stab that he 
sent my way. He kept on effectively grinding his cock ever deeper into my 
asshole. He kept charging forward, driving his dick, slamming it 
relentlessly as he pushed over closer to orgasm. 

"I'm sure you're gonna juice soon," I sighed, "and so am I, baby. I can't 
take too much of that kind of action. Oh, it's just too good. Yes, it's 
almost too good to be true. You're so good at it. Oh, your cock's so 
beautiful. Just keep gliding it into my ass. Oh, keep slamming it into my 
asshole, darling. 

You're so good, oh, so nice, so very nice. Keep it moving." 

A few timely strokes later, I unleashed my juices. I heaved a loud gasp, 
then announced, "I'm going, baby. I don't think it's gonna be long before 
you juice. I need your juices, honey. Come on and pour them into me. Yes, 
baby. Oh, give me your hot juices. Pour them into my asshole. Please, baby, 
you can do it. Oh, just drive your cock forward a few more times. Just a few 
more stabs. Oh, I'm so ready, I've never been more ready. Drive your dick. 
Oh, slam it into me. Oh, pump your pecker, lover, slip it into me, darling, 
oh, I want it, I really want it, slide it, baby, yes, do it, oh, I know 
you'll do it. You're gonna juice, yes, darling, you really are." 

A few moments later, the juices shot from the end of his long, hard spear 
and into my asshole. 

"Great, oh, the triumph is at hand," I laughed. "That I really like. Oh, 
honey, this is groovy. Just great. Oh, darling, I love it." 

While he kept twisting. with great joy and satisfaction as he unloaded his 
pecker juices into my ass, I felt elated. 

Just as he was finishing up, I listened to the sound of him licking his 
lips. He was every bit as pleased over what he had done as I was over having 
received his blistering stabs. 

"You're my man, oh, yeah, Pal, there's' only one man like you," I said, 
tucking him under the chin playfully. 

It was great lying next to him. It was comforting just to be around my 
handsome canine lover. 

Chapter 10 

I hadn't realized at the time when I cuddled up next to Pal, but we were 
slated to get involved in some more action I started petting him, seeking 
some more love from him. After running my fingers up and down his coat 
several times, he began getting turned on in a big way. 

He barked enthusiastically several times, then started wagging his tail. 
Finally Pal began to lick his lips, and I knew that it wouldn't be long 
before He and I would be getting involved again sexually. Pal dropped his 
head down between my legs. He wasn't about to let any time slip by. His 
tongue began to work methodically against my' pussy. He wasn't working it as 
quickly as he had the last time that he sucked me, but he was setting a 
pretty good pace. 

"Oh, darling, I like your tongue," I sighed, "keep it working, my dear. Yes, 
I want it, darling. Oh, I want it very much, suck me, baby, oh, work your 
tongue over my mound." 

As he continued to exercise his tongue inside my hot snatch, I twisted my 
body back and forth. I was enjoying the firm, sustained strokes that he was 
providing for my pussy. 

"Keep running your tongue over my snatch," I exclaimed, "oh, baby, what 
tongue action. Go ahead, lover. Oh, keep your tongue sliding. It's such a 
beautiful tongue, it's such a great tongue. Keep it going. Oh, baby, your 
action is so good. You know how to grind your hot tongue." 

The longer that Pal kept up his pace, the quicker that he began to exercise 
his tongue as he drove it ever deeper into my mound. 

"Keep moving," I called out, "drive it into my mound. Oh, bring me off, my 
dear. You've got to do it. Yes, darling, oh, keep moving. Drive it into me. 
Oh, sweetheart, baby, you can really suck me. Drive your tongue, baby. Oh, 
this is so nice. You're gonna have 'me off in no time. Yes, darling, oh, 
keep up the sucking. Keep driving your tongue. Jab it into my mound." 

The quicker that I circulated my body, and the louder and more emphatically 
I commenced speaking to him, the quicker and more effectively that Pal 
delivered his tongue as it drove ever deeper into my hot love gash. 

"Suck me, oh, keep driving your tongue," I called out. "Oh, yes, lover. Oh, 
you just about have me there. Oh, sweetheart, baby, oh, keep sucking." 

I reached out and clutched my fingers around my canine lover's head. I held, 
on tightly, gasping and sighing as he kept up his rapid-fire pace, driving 
his tongue with steely determination into my hot love pit. He kept right on 
going, driving his tongue quickly, energetically moving it around inside my 
pussy. 

"Oh, I really feel the moisture," I called out, "oh, baby, I'm feeling it. 
This is just the beginning. Oh, darling, the juices are really gonna spray. 
Oh, darling, keep it going. Keep on sucking my mound. Oh, work your tongue 
around my pussy." 

While my body swayed from side to side, he kept up his spirited pace, 
working his tongue as he pushed me ever closer to orgasm. 

"Oh, that's the way to do it," I gasped, "oh, keep your tongue sliding. Yes, 
darling, oh, how I want it. Push it into my mound. Yes, my dear, oh, I 
really do want to juice. Oh, here it goes." 

As my buttocks bounced up and down on the bed, causing the springs to jangle 
as the juices shot from my pussy and into his mouth. 

"Devour me," I called out to Pal. "Come on, Pal, honey, oh, I'm going, 
going, oh, I'm juicing, juicing, oh, swallow every bit of it, baby, oh, go 
ahead, darling, I love it. I love every bit of it. Oh, eat every drop of the 
hot stuff. Go get it, lover. Come on, darling, I want you to swallow it. 
YES, BABY, OH, IT'S SO GOOD, OH, I like it, I love it, oh, darling, yes, oh, 
it's nice." 

Just as he was finishing up on my mound, all of the sudden I was interrupted 
by the sound of footsteps. 

I jerked my body quickly away from Pal's tongue, startling him. 

But the most startled being in the room was not Pal. 

I observed Vic standing there just a few feet away from the bed, his face 
ashen and his jaw trembling. 

"I don't believe it, I just don't believe it," he shook his head. 

"Honey, I was so lonely," I began to sob. 

Pal became upset. He charged toward Vic, deciding that he was the culprit 
who had made me cry. He began to growl, then quickly displayed his teeth. 

"Pal, get away from there," I exclaimed. 

Vic turned on his heels and walked out of the room. I jumped up from the bed 
and pursued him, closing the door behind me and leaving Pal in the bedroom. 

"Honey, I can explain," I sobbed. 

"I think I've seen just about enough. What a disgusting, revolting 
exhibition. I decided I'd surprise you. I could have called you earlier 
today, but I figured I'd come and see you and use my key to get inside. I 
never expected to find anything like this." 

"It just kind of happened, I was all by myself and that was it," I 
explained. "Sure, I can always go out and find guys to play around with, but 
is that what you would want?" 

"No, I wouldn't, but I wouldn't want this either," he said firmly. 

"Darling, I needed some kind of consolation. I felt so alone." 

"So have a lot of people for certain periods of time. But that doesn't mean 
that these women go out and ball with animals, does it?" 

"I guess it doesn't," I admitted. "I'm sorry, Vic." 

"You really look sorry. And you looked even sorrier when you were in bed 
with, that canine. It's about the most disgusting thing that I've ever seen 
in my life." 

"I'm sorry, baby." 

"Don't give me any more of this I'm sorry business. That's all I've been 
hearing. I'm gonna get the hell out of here. You know, strangely enough, I 
was in a great mood when I got here. I was gonna invite you out to dinner 
with me. I wanted to make a really big evening out of it." 

"Please don't leave me," I raised my voice dramatically as the tears started 
to drop down both sides of my face. 

"That's exactly what I'm going to do. I'm afraid that if I didn't leave 
right now I'd throw up all over this beautiful carpet that I paid for." 

At that point Vic abruptly slammed the door. 

I felt like a terrible heel. Not only had I been caught in the act of having 
sex with Pal, but the dog was on the verge of attacking Vic. Here it bad 
been Vic's idea to get Pal for me in the first place, and he was the one who 
had brought the dog to me. 

So there I was, lying on the sofa, sobbing bitterly. I would never be able 
to live it down I thought. 

I kept wondering what would happen with my, relationship with Vic. I had the 
feeling that this was the end. He would probably come back the next day 
after he had cooled off and would soberly read me the riot act, informing me 
of the fact that he would no longer support me. 

It was what I expected, and I knew that I couldn't blame him one solitary 
bit if he did take that attitude. 

As I continued sobbing, I heard the sounds of a confused Pal doing some 
sobbing of his own in the bedroom. 

Chapter 11 

I didn't hear from Vic for about one week. It was my gut feeling that when 
he did return, it would be to tell me that it was all over. I imagined that 
he was smoldering inside, that and hurting. Maybe hurting bad. After all, he 
would be thinking time and again of how he had bought Pal for my protection, 
and then I had turned to having sex with the canine while he was away. 

I continued having sex with the dog. This time, rather than being borne out 
of physical necessity, I have sex with him for psychical reasons. I badly 
needed reassurance, and I couldn't bear the thought of going out and picking 
up with another man. Not while things were unresolved between' myself and my 
friend Vic. 

One evening while I was in the bedroom, wearing nothing more than my panties 
and bra, I thought I heard the door open. Pal was sleeping next to me on the 
bed. 

 A few moments later, I observed a red-faced, red-eyed Vic enter the room. 
He had a mischievous smile on his face, and standing next to him was a 
beautiful, well-proportioned brunette woman who appeared to be in her late 
twenties. I couldn't imagine what was happening. 

"Hello, baby," Vic laughed, with just a tinge of sarcasm in his voice. "Oh, 
my, you really look sexy in your panties and bra. Isn't she stacked, 
Harriet?" 

He turned and faced the gorgeous brunette standing next to him. 

"She really is, Vic, honey. She looks even better than I thought she would. 
She's a knockout." 

"That's what I think, too. Of course, she digs banging that dog and I don't 
suspect that she would ever dig it with me as much as she does with Pal." 

"Different strokes for different folks," Harriet laughed. 

"I guess so." 

"Stop feeling sorry for yourself, Vic," I said, embarrassed by the fact that 
such a disclosure had been made in front of a stranger. "I never said I like 
having sex with Pal more than I did with you. As a matter of fact, I said 
that the big reason why I wanted to have it with Pal was because I was very 
upset over you being gone. I needed some affection from somewhere." 

"She's just one of these liberal-minded gals of the 1970's who believes in 
taking it any way she can get it," Harriet smiled. "There's nothing wrong 
with that, my dear." 

"I wouldn't go that far," I replied. "Let's just say that I was in a state 
of great necessity then." 

"Ah, hell, I didn't come here to get a course in psychology," Vic said 
impatiently. "Why don't you get the dog out of the room here so we can talk 
freely. I'll never forget how he showed me his teeth the last time I was 
here." 

"I'm sorry about that, and so is Pal," I said. "He got upset when you were 
getting angry. I think he had the idea that you were gonna hurt me. And, 
after all, when you got him it was with the thought in mind that he was 
going to serve as my protector." 

"That's the general idea. Protector, not mistress." 

"I've explained all that," I shook my head disconsolately. "Remember, baby, 
I'm telling you that it was a very urgent thing. My needs, that is. But I'll 
get him out of the room if it'll make you feel any better." 

I got up from the bed, walking quickly toward the door, calling out to Pal. 

"This way, Pal, honey, come on," I said. I was a little uncomfortable over 
the way that both Vic and Harriet eyeing me. I got the feeling that Harriet 
was as interested in me sexually as was Vic. I couldn't understand why, if 
Vic wanted to screw me, that he would be bringing another woman. It 
disturbed me that he apparently had another girl friend. I thought that I 
was his only action. Of course, after his blow-up of the other night, I 
should have prepared for any eventuality to occur. 

Once that I disposed of Pal, closing the door behind him and walking back 
toward the bed, Vic moved quickly toward me. 

He reached out with his right hand, slipping it beneath my bra. His fingers 
went to work quickly over my breasts. As they danced ever so quickly, a big 
grin formed on my face. At least it was reassuring to see him smile again. 

"Oh, yeah, you've really got a pair of knobs on you," he told me. "I love 
that. I just love reaching out and touching your tits. Oh, what sensations 
I'm getting from this." 

He kept up his stroke technique for a few more seconds, after which he 
withdrew his fingers. He reached out with his left hand and grabbed my right 
hand, holding it firmly as he walked with me toward the bed. 

"Just climb in there and lie down," he said. 

Harriet watched with great interest, her eyes widening. She kept watching as 
Vic threw his body down into bed next to mine. 

Vic reached out with both hands, undoing the strap, that held together my 
bra. When he removed my bra, he reached out with both hands and began to 
fondle my tits. 

"Oh, yeah, I really love touching your tits," he exclaimed. "They look so 
nice, honey. Oh, yeah, it's good to be back again. I'm glad I brought 
Harriet." 

He reached down with his tongue and sucked on my left breast. He allowed his 
tongue to circulate quickly over the firm, warm flesh. After he did a 
thorough job on one breast, he worked his tongue over to the other, 
repeating the same warm, sensitive movements. 

When he removed his tongue from my hot tits, he felt that it was time to 
take off my panties. He reached down with both hands, grabbing with one 
sharp movement. He clutched at the elastic, then began to pull downward 
smoothly and firmly on my panties. 

"Now you're gonna see her cunt," he called out to Harriet. 

The fact that Harriet was there made me uncomfortable. I couldn't help but 
think that perhaps Vic had something bizarre in store for me. He kept 
looking at me very strangely, giving me all kinds of weird grins. 

My panties were lowered further by Vic, dropping them down my legs until he 
pulled them off of me altogether. He then reached out with his left hand, 
permitting his fingers to slide slowly against my pussy. 

"Oh, yeah, I like massaging your snatch," he said. "You've got a beautiful 
pussy, honey." 

While his fingers kept on vigorously moving against my mound, I observed 
that Harriet was beginning to take off her dress. She wiggled her beautiful 
body impatiently as she undid the buttons, then pulled the dress over her 
head. 

She was wearing a garter belt. She tugged at it, undoing the straps, then 
pulling down her hose. 

"That's it, Harriet," my lover Vic encouraged. "I like the fact that you're 
taking everything off without me even having to fill you in." 

A few moments later, Harriet worked her way down to where she was wearing 
nothing but her panties. She quickly slipped them down her legs, twisting 
her hot butt back and forth while she did so. 

I hoped that Vic did not have what I thought he did in store for me. 

"Oh, yeah, your pussy's really getting hot," Vic exclaimed, working his 
fingers even more quickly than ever over my snatch. "You love the action, 
don't you?" 

"It feels good." 

"You'd better believe it. Oh, yeah, honey. I know you dig those sexy 
movements." 

As Harriet finished stepping out of her panties, she began walking ever so 
slowly toward the bed. 

"I'm ready now," she tapped Vic on the shoulder and exclaimed. 

"Great, so now you can take over." 

Vic released his fingers from my pussy, then slid his body over toward the 
far edge of the bed. He sat up and smiled, watching as Harriet slid her body 
inside the bed smoothly. 

She looked down ever so hungrily toward my pussy, reaching out with her 
right hand and beginning to slide her fingers over my mound. By that point 
in time I was already a little moist, based upon the quick movements that 
Vic had supplied to my mound. 

"Say, that feels good," she laughed. "I like the way that you're moving and 
I like the way that Vic got you ready." 

"Hold on now," I gasped. "Take your fingers off 'of me, Harriet. I don't 
like this." 

"Come on now," Vic said sternly. "You can bang with the dog, but you can't 
do it with a beautiful gal. Don't hand me that. I love to watch two gorgeous 
chicks make it. I never had you go that route before, because I figured that 
you just didn't buy that type of thing. Even though it's prevalent among a 
lot of models. Well, I feel differently now. I can see that you are the type 
of girl who will do just about anything." 

"Don't misjudge me just because of that one thing," I exclaimed. "I don't 
want to do that. You'd be all wrong if you did." 

"Just lie back and enjoy it, honey. If you can dig it from the dog, you can 
dig it from Harriet." 

That's right, darling. I admire you for having the guts to try it with a 
dog. I know a couple of girl friends of mine who done it, but I haven't. 
That really takes guts." 

"I wouldn't say that." 

"I would. Now just lie back and let Harriet baby give you plenty of action. 
You got quite a buildup from Vic, and I could see that it was all justified. 
You're gorgeous chick, baby. You've got a luscious pussy. It's nice and 
moist, and I intend to suck it." 

Harriet's fingers kept on moving sharply over my mound. She continued her 
steady flow of activity for a few more minutes, after which she removed her 
fingers from my mound. 

"I want inside your pussy," she said with stout determination. "Just wait 
until I start working my tongue inside you, baby. Oh, you're not gonna 
believe how good it is to get pussy sucking from a women. You see, baby, 
I've got a gorgeous pussy of my own, as you can see. Well, I know how I want 
people to tend to my pussy when they're making love to it and, therefore, 
that puts me in a better position to know just what to do for you, darling. 
So just lie back and enjoy yourself. I'm gonna really do it for you, 
sweetheart. Yes, baby. Hang on and get ready." 

The longer that Harriet talked to me, the more quickly my resistance was 
being shattered. I couldn't help but be fascinated by her. And, even though 
I didn't want to admit it to myself, I did find her attractive. 

"Harriet's one of the best-looking models around," Vic said. "She's almost 
as big in the field as you are. So I sure wanted to see you two girls go at 
it. Oh, damned, am I ever getting horny." 

"Just take off your clothes, darling," Harriet chuckled. 

"Not a bad idea." 

As Vic quickly began to undress, Harriet reached down between my legs and 
started to probe my left thigh with her tongue. Back and forth she 
thoroughly circulated the tongue, allowing it to work effectively against my 
leg. I could see that she knew what she was doing when it came to supplying 
a woman with all kinds of wild and wonderful tongue sensations. 

While her tongue fervently applied itself to my thigh, causing my body to 
jerk back and forth with wild passion, she reached out with both hands and 
let her fingers slide up and down and around my buttocks. 

"Oh, yeah, that does feel good," I couldn't help but exclaim. "You're good 
with your tongue, honey. Oh, it really does feel good. I can't help but say 
that. Ah, I like it, oh, I like the sensations." 

Her tongue kept right on darting against my thigh. The longer that she kept 
up her steady, determined pace, the better that I felt all over. I could 
feel the tingly sensations throughout my entire body, as she kept up her 
sturdy tongue efforts. 

"Oh, yeah, keep grinding your tongue," I called out. "You're really getting 
me hot, lover. Yes, oh, what sensations. Keep moving your tongue against my 
thigh. It's such a good feeling." 

While she kept on fervently stabbing, pressing her tongue against my thigh, 
she reached out with her right hand and glided it against my pussy. She 
applied her fingers ever so gently, but the combination of the thigh sucking 
and the finger movements over my pussy caused me to get more excited than 
ever. 

"Keep probing me," I exclaimed, "oh, you're really working your tongue, 
darling. I love this action. I love the way you're sliding it. Oh, keep 
driving your tongue, darling. Yes, oh, I want you to keep it up." 

While Harriet was doing her thing, I looked over and observed Vic. By that 
time he had stepped out of his shorts, and was jerking up and down on his 
huge, erect rod. He stood nervously next to the bed, watching every phase of 
the action as it unfolded. 

"I'm gonna really fuck you chicks in a little bit," he laughed. "I figured 
when I let you two roll in the hay, that I was gonna get turned on. I've 
seen chicks make it before, but I've never gotten this excited. You make 
about the two best-looking female lovers I've ever seen. Just keep up that 
brisk sucking, Harriet. You're really winning yourself a convert. That chick 
is getting turned on, is my beautiful little Pam ever excited. She's too 
much." 

Harriet removed her tongue from my left thigh, allowing it to go to work 
swiftly over my right. While it danced ever so eagerly against my thigh, she 
let her fingers continue to toy with my snatch. I could see that I was 
moving that much closer to climax. 

"I'm gonna be juicing if you keep that up for much longer," I gasped. "A 
girl can't take too much of that kind of action, baby. Oh, it's just too 
much." 

Recognizing that I meant business about exploding, she removed her fingers 
from my snatch. Back and forth she kept up her thigh strokes, driving her 
tongue feverishly against my thigh. 

"Keep sucking me," I called out, "oh, work your tongue over my thigh, honey. 
I really enjoy what you're doing. What sensations, darling. Oh, I like the 
way you're stroking me." 

When she removed her tongue from my thigh, I figured that Harriet was going 
to turn her tongue loose on my cunt next. Apparently Vic agreed. 

"Go ahead, her snatch is ready," Vic said. "Just drive your tongue against 
it, darling. Your lover baby wants it. I know she does." 

I watched as Harriet's tongue moved smoothly and slowly toward my mound. I 
spread my legs, extending them with great anticipation. 

Chapter 12 

I had miscalculated, and so had Vic. Harriet was interested in one more 
phase of the action prior to launching into the pussy sucking. She wanted to 
experience the wild sensations of ass sucking, and with that thought in 
mind, her tongue stopped at my ass crack. She flipped it forward, allowing 
it to penetrate initially against the outer edges of my anus. 

"Ah, you're tickling my asshole," I sighed, "keep up the tongue strokes, 
darling. Oh, you're so good. 

Your tongue is so beautiful. Keep on working it, darling. Oh, baby, honey, 
come on and suck me. Drive your tongue, sweetheart. 0, move it, baby. Slide 
it, darling. Oh, I love it, honey, oh, what tongue movements. Suck out my 
asshole. Oh, ass lick me, baby. Come on and ass suck me." 

My body spun crazily, and my ass cheeks flipped wildly back and forth as 
Harriet kept up her vigorous sucking. Convincingly she drove her tongue ever 
deeper into my asshole, allowing it to flip speedily inside my anus. She was 
penetrating for everything she was worth, providing me with the wildest 
sensations that I could ever have hoped to receive. 

All the while, as her tongue kept on sliding ever deeper into my asshole, 
Harriet reached out with her right hand and moved her fingers against my 
mound. She kept up her wild, convincing pace. The quicker that she drove her 
fingers against, my pussy, the faster in turn that she pushed her tongue 
high and deep inside my asshole. 

"Suck my hot ass," I called out, "oh, these are beautiful movements, baby. I 
really dig it. Oh, sweetheart, oh, how nice, I really like the tongue 
movements. Oh, you really know how to get a girl turned on." 

"You really surprised me with your ass sucking, baby," Vic called out to 
Harriet. "Keep the action going. Don't let up, sweetheart. Oh, you're really 
turning her on. I can see that. You're doing a great job of it. Keep up that 
ass licking. Oh, yeah, you've really got your tongue working, baby." 

She kept up her steady, grinding tongue movements, allowing her tongue to 
slide ever deeper into my asshole. All the while my body was moving that 
much closer to the point of orgasm. Temperatures rose dramatically within me 
with every stab that she projected toward me. 

When Harriet finally removed her fingers from my snatch, I recognized that 
the time had come. She would be letting her tongue release itself from my 
asshole, then would permit it to stab inside my mound. 

"Okay, this is what you've been waiting for," Harriet looked at me and 
winked. 

"Eat out my box, darling. Oh, I need a hot pussy suck. Go ahead and cut 
loose. Give me some grinding tongue movements. Oh, lover, I really need it. 
Come on, darling. Oh, I really do want it. Yes, baby, I need it. Suck out my 
mound. Oh, work your tongue." 

"You sound like one hell of a horny girl," she laughed. 

"I am. Go ahead, baby. I'll show you how horny I am." 

"All right, you're on." 

Harriet reached out and glided both hands over my thighs. She let them 
clutch at my thighs as her tongue moved forward. With great impact, she 
allowed it to enter inside my snatch. Back and forth she drove her tongue, 
letting it work with sizzling impact. It drove wildly inside my hot gash, 
and I recognized from the very beginning that she was just as hungry to 
receive my juices as I was to give them. 

"Keep it going," I sighed, "oh, keep your burning tongue sliding. Yes, baby. 
I know how bad you want it. Oh, that's fine with me. I want to give it to 
you. Yes, baby, oh, come on, and I'll feed your mouth with my hot juices. 
Oh, I really want to fuck your mouth, baby. That'll be such a great thrill. 
Oh, darling, just work your tongue. Keep sliding it inside my snatch. Oh, I 
want it real bad. Work it, honey. Oh, slide your tongue. Oh, drive it, baby, 
yes, I really want you to move it." 

As my hips worked back and forth, she kept up her devastating pace. Her 
tongue worked ever deeper into my gash. She was sliding and thrusting with 
everything that she had, moving me ever closer to the point of orgasm. 

"Keep sucking me," I called out, "oh, yeah, honey 'baby. Drive your tongue, 
darling. Keep it moving. Oh, I like it, it's so nice. You've got such 
beautiful movements, darling. Oh, just keep them going. I want it, honey. 
Oh, yeah, I really do want it." 

While my hips danced and spun, I recognized just how close I was projecting 
myself to the pinnacle of orgasm. I heaved a deep sigh, continuing to 
receive hot, jolting tongue stabs from her. 

"I want to juice," I exclaimed, "and I'm gonna do it. Oh, the juices are 
gonna spray, baby. I just know they are. Yes, oh, honey." 

While her tongue kept wrapping around my mound, she reached out with both 
hands and clutched at my ass cheeks. She held onto them ever so firmly, 
attacking my mound while my whole body quivered. 

"Oh, I'm gonna juice right now," I sighed, "here it goes, baby. Oh, catch 
every drop." 

"Go after it." Vic called out, jerking up and down on his penis. Oh, yeah, 
I'm so turned on watching you chicks. Go ahead, Harriet. Swallow every drop 
of her gorgeous pussy juice. Yes, honey. I want you to swallow it. I want 
you to make gorgeous little Pam happy." 

Her tongue kept on vigorously assaulting my mound, driving with great 
inspiration and excitement until the juices began to shoot from my mound. At 
that point my body danced and spun crazily. With wild anticipation, Harriet 
moved her tongue forward, licking spiritedly as the juices began to spray 
from my mound. 

"Oh, this is what I was waiting for," I sighed, "ah, I love it. Oh, what 
nice sucking. Oh, yes, baby, go after my juices." 

She swallowed every droplet of my passionate juices, after which Harriet 
removed her tongue from my mound. 

"Now try and tell me that it's wrong for one woman to make love to another," 
she smiled confidently. 

"That was beautiful." 

"Of course it was. Now I think we ought to exchange sucks. I want to go down 
on you again, but this time I want to feel your tongue inside my snatch. As 
a matter of fact, let's start with a little rimming. I'd like for you to 
suck out my asshole while I'm licking yours." 

"You've got the right idea," Vic nodded, "a little sixty-nine action will 
really come in handy." 

"I don't know if I could go that far," I said. 

"Of course you could," Harriet nodded. 

At that point Harriet thrust her tongue inside my asshole. Back and forth 
she allowed it to dance, and, caught under the influence of her spell, I 
figured that I could let myself go to that extent. 

I therefore thrust my tongue forward, permitting it to slide inside her hot 
ass. With great zeal, we exchanged sucks, our hot, aroused bodies dancing 
back and forth as we drove our tongues. 

"Oh, damned, this is too much to watch," Vic sighed. "You two girls are 
really too much. Oh, the way you're working your tongues. What sensations. 
You're really providing each other with wild thrills. Oh, I've got to take 
my fingers away from my cock. If I don't I'm gonna juice right now. I can't 
climax. I don't want to do it. I want to wait until I've got a chance to 
climb in bed with you gorgeous chicks." 

He removed his fingers from his cock, sitting down on the edge of the bed 
and pensively watching us go through the paces. 

As our ass cheeks wiggled, we continued putting more in the way of exciting 
movement into our tongue stabs. We drove our hot tongues deep into each 
other's asshole, and all the while we were pushing that much closer to 
climax. 

It was Harriet who finally decided that we needed to change the action. She 
removed her tongue from my asshole, then exclaimed. 

"I want inside your box, and I want to give you a chance to do the same 
thing to me. Let's really put our tongues to work, darling. Let's suck. 
Let's really do it, sweetheart." 

We let our tongues go to work, sliding passionately inside each other's box. 
It was amazing how quickly I was able to adjust to that kind of action. Of 
course, step by step Harriet 'had won me over. So now it was just a question 
of going all the way, something I had pushed precipitously closer toward for 
quite a while. 

Our tongues worked with fervent anxiety, driving brilliantly inside each 
other's hot snatch. We worked them with great hunger, seeking to provide 
each other with the ultimate in thrills. 

Harriet's tongue darted expertly inside my mound. She knew just the right 
kind of tempo to use. She would work quickly for a while, then would slide 
her tongue more slowly against my mound. She liked the varied tempo, and by 
doing so she filled me with all kinds of wild, passionate sensations. 

"Oh, yeah, you girls are gonna juice," Vic exclaimed. "I just know that you 
are. Keep up those brilliant movements. Oh, this is nice, it's just great 
watching you." 

Harriet quickly reached the point where she couldn't withstand any more in 
the way of tongue efforts. At that point the juices shot from her mound and 
into my mouth. 

It was an experience getting my first load of pussy juice, but I was 
determined to stick with it. I swallowed with everything that I had, 
accepting every droplet of her hot juice that shot from her mound. 

All the while, she was continuing to work her tongue against my snatch, 
hopeful of receiving another pussy shot from my mound. 

A few seconds after I finished sucking her off, the juices started to shoot 
from my snatch and into her mouth. 

Vic practically went wild as he jumped up and down like an excited 
schoolboy. 

"You did it," he laughed, "that was really on target. You just missed doing 
it at the same instant, girls." 

Vic was determined to get into the action, and he felt that the time had 
arrived. 

"Would you like to go down on her again?" he asked Harriet. 

"Of course I would." 

"You really are cunt happy," he chuckled, slapping her on the ass cheek. 

"I'm cunt hungry when it comes to this one cunt. I don't want to go down on 
every chick that I see this many times. But she's something special." 

"Do you hear that?" Vic looked at me and grinned. 

"I appreciate that," I exclaimed. 

"You ought to. After all, you're dealing with a pretty beautiful chick." 

"I know I am." 

Chapter 13 

Harriet reached out and clutched at my legs. She held onto my thighs firmly, 
then dropped her head down between my legs. With sparkling determination, 
she slipped her tongue back and forth, working it fervently inside my mound. 

While she was sucking, Vic decided the time was ripe for him to get into the 
act. I could see now what he had been moving toward through the course of 
the whole evening. He wanted a wild threesome, and now his opportunity had 
arrived. 

He spread his legs, then moved his cock forward toward my head. His legs 
were straddled on both sides of me, and I kept staring at his huge penis, 
which was just a scant few inches from my mouth. 

"Okay, darling, you can reach out and play with my dick," he grinned. "Go 
ahead, grab a hold of it, baby. Run your fingers over my cock." 

With both hands he reached forward, allowing his fingers to manipulate up 
and down the full length of his rod. 

"There you go," Vic sighed, "I like it, honey. Come on and play with my 
dick. Oh, this is the kind of action I really dig. Go ahead, baby, and just 
keep on cutting loose. Ah, I want it, sweetheart. I want your finger 
movements. And I want you to tongue my dick." 

I kept up my finger strokes for a few more moments, after which Vic decided 
it was time for me to start sucking on his penis. 

"Suck me," he gasped, "oh, I'm gonna slip my tongue inside your mouth." 

His hips flared back and forth, after which he started to direct his huge 
cock downward toward my waiting mouth. 

"Oh, I want inside you," he sighed, "I really want to fuck your mouth, baby. 
Oh, darling, I'm gonna give you some beautiful sensations. You're gonna eat 
my dick, sweetheart." 

As Vic worked his cock inside my mouth, I kept receiving sharp, jolting 
tongue stabs from Harriet, who worked thoroughly inside my mound. While she 
kept up her searing movements, she reached out and ran her fingers up and 
down my legs. It felt good to receive her finger strides while the sucking 
continued at a swift pace. 

"Oh, eat my cock," Vic said startledly. "Go ahead, oh, baby, I love this 
kind of sucking. I love throat fucking you. I'm gonna stick my sharp cock 
all the way down your throat. Yes, baby, oh, I'm gonna really keep up that 
beautiful action. Baby, oh, honey baby, what great feelings I'm getting." 

While his body kept unwinding, his hips jutting back and forth, Vic glided 
his fingers against my breasts. He held onto my hot tits, moving them 
sharply over my breasts. All the while he was pushing that much closer to a 
resounding climax. 

"Oh, I'm gonna unload in your mouth," he sighed. "I can't keep it up much 
longer, baby. There's only so much of that kind of sensation that a guy can 
take. Oh, your tongue is really turning me on. Oh, honey, I'm really 
slamming it down your throat now. This is throat fucking at its best. I'm 
gonna keep it up until I juice. Oh, I'm just about there. Oh, this is so 
nice. It's beautiful, baby, really beautiful." 

His hips flounced back and forth as he kept driving his cock ever deeper 
into my mouth. He stabbed efficiently, slamming his peter, propelling 
himself all the closer to a great triumph. 

A few moments later, he realized that the juices I were about set to shoot. 
And while all this was occurring, Harriet kept sinking her tongue ever 
deeper into my love pit, driving me that much closer to the point of climax. 

"Ah, eat every drop of it," Vic called out. "I'm gonna shoot, honey. Oh, the 
juices are gonna really fly. Oh, yes, baby. Oh, what nice feelings. Oh, I'm 
juicing, baby, I'm juicing. Just feel the hot white shots blazing out of 
there. You're gonna love it, darling. You'll love every bit of it. Oh, 
honey, baby, oh, what a feeling, what a marvelous feeling." 

At that point I felt the hot, gushing sensations of the thick white cream 
spilling inside my mouth. It came at me so fast and furious that I 
practically choked on it. What a load he had stored up! It just kept 
shooting from his peter, driving high into my mouth. 

"Ah, what a fuck," he laughed, "oh, it's so great, letting all this hot, 
thick cream spill out of there. Yes, honey. Oh, this is what I call 
sensational." 

His whole body trembled as the sea of sperm continued to spill from the end 
of his rod and into my eager mouth. As I gobbled down the last few droplets 
of his orgasm, I realized how much closer I was drawing toward climax. My 
attentive Harriet continued to allow her tongue to stab deep inside my 
mound. She was pushing me ever closer to the point of dramatic orgasm. 

When he removed his tongue from my mound, Vic looked down at me with 
admiration. 

"You know, you're all right," be said. "It might take a little prompting to 
get you to go all the way, but once you do it, you're okay. I'm kind of glad 
that I saw you getting banged by that dog. It opened my eyes as to all your 
potential. Okay, Harriet baby, you finish the job." 

Vic leaned over and patted Harriet affectionately on top of the head, 
watching as she kept her tongue stabbing deep inside my hot love pit. I knew 
that a few moments later the entire act would be at an end. 

"Ah, suck my mound," I called out. "Yes, baby, you're really doing it. Oh, 
your tongue really has a lot of oomph behind it. You're really driving it. 
Oh, darling, just keep it working. Drive it inside my mound. Oh, I want it, 
darling. Yes, honey, oh, keep it moving. Keep it sliding. Yes, baby. Oh, I 
want it so bad." 

My buttocks danced back and forth a few times, after which the juices 
started to spray from my mound. Ever so eagerly r heaved one last sigh as 
she devoured every droplet of juice that shot from my pussy. 

"Go get it," I sighed, "oh, yeah, baby. Come on, suck every drop of it. 
Nice, oh, this is unbelievably nice. What a beautiful suck. Go to it, 
darling. Oh, you're so good." 

I reached out and ran my fingers ever so soothingly through my lover's hair 
as she kept on sucking, driving her tongue against my pussy. 

She finally released her tongue from my mound. I felt a little tired. After 
all, I had been through quite a bit. 

I figured that Vic had been satisfied for a little while, but it turned that 
such was not the case. He reached out with his right hand and directed his' 
fingers up and down the full length of his cock. He worked his fingers 
sturdily, and as I watched them, I recognized that he would need to get off 
his rocks quickly. 

"Okay, Harriet, get down on all fours," Vic said. He reached out with his 
right hand and slapped at Harriet's ass cheek, bursting into loud laughter. 
He watched as she got down on all fours, and he prepared to initiate his 
cock onslaught. 

"What are you gonna do, fuck my asshole?" Harriet asked. 

"I sure am. Would you like to go the sodomy route?" 

"I'll go any route with you, honey." 

"I'm awfully happy to hear you say that, my dear," he smiled. 

"I mean that. I want you to fuck me. Yes, I've got a nice tight asshole. 
It's just ready to be fucked by you." 

"Then go to it, darling. Just lay there, honey, I'll do it for you. I'll 
really drive my dick into you. It's all set to explode again. And I want you 
in the act, too, Pam baby." 

"What role will I have to serve in? It looks like' you two are getting it on 
pretty good." 

"Oh, we are, but we'd like to make it a threesome. Wouldn't we, Harriet?" 

"Sure thing, Vic baby," Harriet laughed. "This is the grooviest chick I've 
ever met. She can move in with me any time. I'd like to fuck with her every 
night. She's my kind of people." 

"That's quite a testimonial," Vic laughed. "It shows that you must really 
think a lot of her." 

"I do. Once she lets herself go, there's no stopping her." 

"That's the same thing I've found," Vic chuckled. "Okay, darling, I want you 
to suck out my ass. That'll give me more impetus. It'll make me that much 
hornier while I'm shoving my prick deep inside gorgeous little Harriet's 
asshole." 

"All right, I'll suck your ass," I nodded. 

"That's the girl. So everybody, let's get into position. Take one." 

"Let's let the cameras roll," Harriet laughed happily. 

"Bet your sweet ass," Vic said. "And on the subject of your sweet ass, I'm 
gonna really give it a fuck you won't forget." 

"Tear your cock inside me," Harriet exclaimed eagerly. 

"Just get set, darling. Oh, do I ever have a hard on." 

"Yes, you have. Do something with it. Push your dick inside my asshole." 

He reached out and fondled her buttocks. At first Vic exercised his fingers 
slowly, but soon he was letting his fingers dent firmly against her skin. He 
pinched her ass cheeks, holding on ever so firmly as he propelled his cock 
forward, sliding it inside her asshole. 

At first he penetrated her anus slowly, but soon enough he began putting 
more impact into his movements. Before Harriet knew it, he was driving his 
cock as quickly as he knew how inside her anus, denting her rectum with his 
sharp, calculating movements. 

"Ah, what an asshole," he sighed, "I really love fucking you. Oh, darling, I 
love it. Yes, honey, oh, what a screw." 

Back and forth he relentlessly tore his cock deep inside her asshole. While 
he continued his penetrating pace, I felt that it was time for me to get 
into the act. 

I moved my head forward, allowing my tongue to stab against his asshole. 
Back and forth I permitted it to dart, enjoying the swift, impactful 
movements that I was generating for him. 

As I kept up the asshole stabbing, he drove his hard, erect prick that much 
deeper into Harriet's anus. All the while he was moving ever closer to 
climax. 

"Keep fucking my asshole," Harriet called out loudly, "drive your cock, 
darling. Oh, I really want it, baby. Yes, lover, oh, this is so good." 

While Harriet's hips wiggled with excitement and determination, he slammed 
his cock ever deeper inside her. He was moving that much closer to his goal, 
and all the while I was helping him along, my tongue jabbing wildly 'high 
inside his asshole, which wiggled with appreciation and desire. 

It really felt good to know that I was doing my part in terms of the wild 
sex escapade. Every time that I jabbed my tongue that much deeper and more 
sharply into his asshole, Vic in turn stabbed that much more sharply with 
his cock inside Harriet's anus. 

"You're really denting me," she laughed. "Oh, are you ever penetrating with 
your prick. Keep on fucking me, darling. Stab me, baby. Oh, keep your cock 
moving. Drive it hard, sweetheart. Oh, fuck me, baby, give me a beautiful 
fuck. Oh, keep your steely dick inside my asshole. Oh, come on, baby, 
penetrate, lover. Yes, oh, keep your cock moving. Drive it, baby. Oh, come 
on, I want you to keep it up. Oh, rifle your cock deep inside my asshole." 

A few bristling strokes later, I could see that Vic was ready to shoot. His 
ass cheeks kept on wiggling from the intense pace that I was setting with my 
scorching tongue. 

A few strokes later, I watched as I removed my tongue from Vic's asshole and 
spurts of hot jism started to shoot from the end of his stick. 

"Oh, there I go," he laughed. 

He reached out and slapped at Harriet's buttocks, grinning broadly as the 
juices continued to spray from his erect instrument into Harriet's asshole. 

"Oh, darling, what a screw," Harriet sighed. "That was nice, oh, the way you 
fucked me. Oh, the juices are flying." 

"They're really spurting into you," he said with great pleasure. "Oh, do I 
ever love fucking you, darling. What a screw. What a beautiful fuck. Oh, I 
like it so much. It's so beautiful, darling. You did so well. Oh, honey, I 
like the way you twisted your buttocks." 

He removed his cock from Harriet's asshole. She grinned contentedly, after 
which he threw his arms around her and kissed her lips. 

At that point in time everyone rested for a few minutes. After we had caught 
our breath, Vic had a suggestion. 

"I'll mix a pitcher of Martinis for you chicks, and myself of course," he 
said. "I hope you've got the necessary ingredients, Pam." 

"I certainly have." 

"That's good. Then let's have ourselves a drink," he smiled. 

"I think that's a beautiful idea," Harriet chuckled. 

We got up from the bed and collectively walked into the living room. Vic 
took 'his position behind the wet bar, beginning to prepare the Martinis. 

Chapter 14 

A few Martinis later, we were all in a state of wild-eyed vigor. 

"A few shots really make you horny all over again," Vic laughed. "I don't 
know about you girls, but I'm ready to fuck." 

"You always are," I said. 

"I'll tell you what. Let's go back into the bedroom," Vic said. 

The three of us went back into the bedroom, stretching out in the bed. We 
were waiting for Vic to make the first move. 

"I'll tell you what, why don't you go get your dog," Vic suggested. "I want 
to show Harriet how much fan you have making it with him, Pam." 

"Why don't we let my friend Pal rest." "Come on now, honey. Let's go get 
him." "Why do you want me to do that?" "I like to watch you make it with 
your dog again." 

"I think you're embarrassing her, Vic," Harriet said. 

"That's perfectly ridiculous," Vic shook his head. "Come on now. I'm gonna 
get damned mad if you don't go get the dog." 

"Very well," I sighed disgustedly. 

I got up from the bed, walking into the hallway, where Pal was fast asleep. 
I reached down and petted him, quickly awakening him, after which I led him 
into the bedroom. 

When Vic observed Pal, he began to loudly applaud. 

"Bravo, the star of the show has arrived," he said. "Just climb into bed 
with him, Pam." 

"Go ahead, honey," Harriet looked at me and winked. "There's certainly 
nothing to be ashamed of. As I said, I've got friends who bang with their 
dogs all the time. There's not a damned thing wrong with it. You two just 
get it on, baby." 

As Pal stretched out in the middle of the bed, I looked down at his huge 
penis. He did look extra horny, and it didn't bother him one bit that there 
was an entire contingent of people on the scene. 

"Reach out and touch his prick," Vic said. "Pump on his rod. Get him nice 
and hot. Show Harriet and I just how eager you can make him." 

One side of me detested Vic for what he was doing, but the other side 
remained interested in what was developing. Every time that I took a closer 
look at the dog's long, hard cock, I became that much more fascinated with 
the prospect of playing with his dick. 

I reached out with both hands, running my fingers up and down his long, 
erect phallus, touching his dick, and it gave me a great feeling of 
satisfaction just to run my fingers up and down it. 

For a few minutes I became completely oblivious of what was happing with 
Vic. I was so wrapped up in providing my lover with finger attention that it 
made me feel good all over. 

"Oh, yes, you've got a nice cock," I said soothingly. "Just look at the size 
of it." 

Vic watched us intently for a little while, after which he felt that it was 
time for us to get into even more intimate activity. 

"Start sucking on his dick," he said. "Oh, come on now," I laughed 
nervously. "Go ahead, baby. Grind your tongue against his cock. Play with 
his balls and suck his dick." I had to admit that even though I was a little 
disgusted with Vic for seeking to use me for voyeuristic reasons, I still 
was extra eager to get into the sucking. So I reached out, and while my 
fingers toyed methodically with his scrotum, I began to run my tongue along 
the tip of his cock. 

"Suck his prick," Harriet called out ecstatically. "Oh, this is so exciting. 
I just love watching it. Oh, baby, eat out his cock." 

Vic got carried away watching the action. The faster that I worked my tongue 
up and down the full length of the dog's penis, the more aroused he became 
just watching us. 

Finally he threw his body into bed with us, and he took me by surprise as he 
began wielding his tongue around my pussy. 

"Suck her mound," Harriet said. "Oh, boy, we've got lots of sucking going on 
that bed. This is so very great." 

Up and down I kept on maneuvering my tongue over the dog's scorching penis. 
While I kept it up, he slid his tongue quickly over my mound. The faster 
that he let his tongue dart, the closer that I realized I was coming to 
orgasm. 

There was no way that I could withstand too much more in the way of that 
kind of sucking. I also recognized that my friend, the hungry canine, would 
soon be unleashing his cock juices inside my mouth. 

With vigorous determination, I kept up the stirring suck, driving my tongue 
ever so passionately up and down the full length of his huge organ. 

A few moments later, he was ready to juice. His body trembled wildly as he 
prepared to release his cock juices inside my mouth. 

A few seconds later, the burst of orgasmic liquid began to spray from the 
end of his erect tool. As it spilled into my mouth, I realized just how 
close I was to juicing myself. 

As I gobbled like crazy, going after every juicy droplet of the searing 
white cum that spilled from the end of my canine's dick, my own juices were 
ready to shoot forth from my pussy hole. 

A few seconds later, they began to spill from my mound and into his waiting 
mouth. He swallowed with everything that he had, eager to suck out every bit 
of hot juice from my snatch. 

"Oh, you two are real sex maniacs," Harriet laughed. "And I'll include the 
dog in that category as well." 

After we withdrew our tongues, Vic looked over at Harriet. 

"Just get down there in the middle of the bed," he said. "I'd love to see 
you fucked by the dog." 

"Like I said, I don't have the guts to go that route," she laughed. 

"Oh, yes, you do. You're underestimating yourself, my dear." 

"You really think I ought to let the dog bang me?" 

"Of course. I'm sure he'll give you a great fuck up the cunt," Vic chuckled. 
"Isn't that right, Pam sweetheart?" 

"He's a horny one. He just finished giving me a nice spray of juice. I'm 
sure he'd be glad to do the same for you." 

"All right, then just maybe I'll go along with that." 

"Sure, Harriet, it's not gonna hurt one bit. As a matter of fact, I'll bet 
Pam will help you." 

"I'll slip his cock inside your mound," I nodded agreeably. 

Harriet looked a little nervous, but she was still willing to give it a try. 
She stretched out on her back, extending her legs, getting set to let the 
dog shove his penis inside her pussy. 

As she spread her legs, I reached out and grabbed Pal's penis. I pushed it 
ever so sturdily inside her hot snatch. 

"This'll hurt for a little while," I said, "but after that it'll be just all 
fun." 

"Oh, it's locking," she gasped. "That really does hurt." 

"Don't worry about a thing," I said. "He's got his cock inside you now. From 
here on out it's gonna be just thrills. You'll enjoy every bit of it, baby, 
I just know you will." 

"Oh, yeah, he's getting set to really romp." 

"Go get her, Pal honey," I laughed, reaching out and patting the dog on the 
hind quarters. 

He reared back a few times, flipping his buttocks around wildly, then sent 
his savage spear forward. He drove it with dazzling determination deep 
inside her mound, allowing his scorching cock to push effectively forward 
inside my lover Harriet's pussy. I couldn't help but get turned on just 
watching. Pal was never more attentive than he was at that moment, sliding 
his scorching spear deep inside her hot, juicy mound. 

"Oh, it's not hurting now," Harriet sighed, "it's feeling great. Oh, I love 
it. Keep it going, Pal' honey. Oh, my pussy is on fire. It's really 
tingling. Keep up your gorgeous fuck. Oh, come on, darling, and drive your 
prick into me. Oh, baby, come on, fuck me, oh, screw me, baby, screw me 
good." 

The longer that Pal kept up his systematic screwing, the quicker that 
Harriet in turn manipulated her body. She worked it back and forth, enjoying 
the spirited strokes that he sent forth with his flaming rod. 

"Keep screwing me," she sighed, "oh, plant your hot dick inside my mound. 
Drive it, baby, oh, I really want it. I love it, baby, oh, I really dig it. 
Let's keep up this fucking. Oh, I want it so bad, sweetheart. Come on, 
unload your juices inside me. Keep it up, baby. Oh, fuck me. Darling, honey, 
oh, keep it going. Keep driving your cock inside my mound.. Oh, fuck it, 
darling, oh, baby, screw me, fuck me, oh, grind your cock. Yes, baby, oh, 
fuck it, fuck my cunt, oh, screw me." 

Her ass cheeks were manipulating back and forth more quickly than ever, and 
all the while Pal kept up his sturdy pace. I could see that he was quickly 
getting acclimated to Harriet's pussy, and the longer that he drove it 
intensely inside her mound, the better she was licking it. She tightened her 
cunt muscles, then flipped her body back and forth, enjoying the rapid-fire 
strokes that were being delivered from Pal's long prick into her mound. 

"Oh, unleash your juices," she called out, "oh, I want you, honey, keep your 
long canine dick inside me. Oh, you're really penetrating, baby. You were so 
right, Pam. He's so good. Oh, I'm glad I finally worked up the nerve to be 
fucked by a dog. I'll never forget it. Oh, what a blistering screw. Keep it 
up, my dear. Just drive your hard cock inside my mound. Oh, I want you to 
keep it going. I want you to keep slamming your hard rod inside my mound. 
Baby, oh, what a nice screw. It's so good, sweetheart. Oh, darling, keep it 
going. Oh, keep your hard cock driving. Slam it into my mound. Oh, I want 
your pecker." 

"Keep it going, Pal," Vic called out excitedly, "oh, damned, I can just 
about juice from watching this. It's too much. Come on, you canine stud. 
Keep driving your dick inside her pussy. Oh, keep slamming it. Fuck her 
mound. Keep driving it. Oh, what a screw. This is nice. Oh, it's just great 
watching it. Keep up the fuck. Oh, keep on slamming your dick. Keep on 
fucking her pussy." 

Pam's body kept manipulating back and forth with wild excitement as she got 
set to juice. 

"Oh, I'm going, going, going, I can't hold back any longer," she sighed, 
"oh, this is it. Oh, it feels so very good. Yes, oh, nice, real nice." 

The juices sprayed from Harriet's pussy. I could see that it was having a 
tremendous impact on Pal, who kept wielding his dagger-like dick ever more 
excitedly into her pussy. 

"Here he goes," Vic exclaimed. 

Just about the time that Harriet was finishing juicing, the spurting 
droplets of hot white lightning started to shoot from the dog's penis. 

"Ah, he's in me, ah, the juices are spraying," she exclaimed, "what a hot 
fuck, oh, this is too much.' What a screw, what a nice, wonderful screw. Oh, 
I just love it. Oh, yes, it's fantastic. Oh, it's great." 

Vic stood there and smiled, enjoying every bit of the action. It gave him a 
feeling of satisfaction to know that he was the one who had succeeded in 
talking Harriet into the fuck in the first place. 

"Aren't you happy you decided to get humped by a dog?" he asked. 

"It was great," she sighed. 

Chapter 15 

The experience with Vic opened my eyes in a way that they hadn't been for 
quite some time. 

When I really thought about it, the more it began to bug me that Vic saw fit 
to expose me to sex with another woman and also put me through the 
embarrassment of performing with my own dog. 

Several nights later, he arrived at my place. He wasn't quite as loaded as 
he had been the other time, but he had a pretty glow on. 

"Hello there, how's my dog-fucking lover?" he greeted me laughingly. 

"I wish you'd get off that, Vic." 

"Why? Certainly you don't have any hang ups about it, do you?" 

"I don't like your attitude. You're belittling me." 

"Oh, no. I'm just kidding you a little. What the hell. You're certainly not 
going to deny that you dig sex with a dog, are you?" 

"I've had sex a few times with Pal. I don't see anything particularly wrong 
with it. You shouldn't either." 

"Oh, no. I'm just playing along with you, my dear." 

"I thought the girl you brought last time was very lovely, but I can't 
understand why you did it." 

"Because I thought that it was time for you to expand your horizons even 
more. From here on out, baby, that's the kind of relationship we'll have. 
We'll experiment and do all kinds of wild things. I probably restrained you 
a little too much in the past. Well, now that's all over. I'm gonna just let 
things stand as they are. I'm gonna allow myself and you to do all kinds of 
different things, participate in wild orgies, engage in combination sex and 
the like. That's the way I want to work it." 

"And all because you caught me alone one day with my dog." 

"What the hell. I'm glad I found out. That puts everything in a different 
perspective. By the way, darling, let's go in the bedroom." 

We went into the bedroom and began to strip. It didn't take Vic any time at 
all before he was out of his clothes. By the time that he stepped out of his 
shorts, I was wiggling my ass cheeks and pulling down my panties. 

"Go ahead, baby, finish the job," he chuckled. When I stepped out of my 
panties, he headed quickly toward the door. 

"Where are you going?" I asked. 

"To get a good friend of yours," he chuckled. The next thing I knew, Vic was 
leading Pal into the room. 

"I think we ought to have a threesome," he said. "It really turns me on to 
watch you make it with that dog. He really brings out the best in you, 
darling." 

"I'm glad you're not jealous," I said with a tinge of sarcasm. 

"Me jealous? It's out of the question. I enjoy watching you make it, baby. I 
want in on the action." 

Pal jumped up immediately into the bed' He began sniffing around my pussy, 
then started to lick it. 

"Oh, that feels good," she sighed. 

"I don't want him to suck your cunt right now," Vic said. "I want him to 
fuck it. I'll stick his cock inside your mound." 

He tapped on the dog's back, causing Pal to remove his tongue from my mound 
and to look at Vic. 

"I'm gonna slip your cock inside her pussy," he told the dog. "Just get set, 
Pal, for a good screw. You're really gonna slam your dick inside her mound. 
I want you to really fuck Pam's pretty pussy. You can do it, old boy. You 
can do a good job of screwing her. I know you can." 

I watched, my legs spread willingly; as the huge penis was thrust toward my 
mound. He slipped it ever deeper inside my pussy. The cock finally locked, 
at which point he was ready for action. 

"Go to it, old boy," Vic laughed. "Come on and fuck her cunt." 

"What are you gonna be doing while he's screwing my box?" I asked Vic 
curiously. 

"I'll watch for a little while, and then slip my prick inside your mouth. 
I'll really slam it down your throat, baby. I'll give you a beautiful throat 
fuck." 

"I just don't believe you." 

"Well, just wait and see, darling. "I'm gonna give you a nice screw. But, 
first of all, I'm going to entertain my voyeuristic instincts. I'm gonna let 
the fucking take its course." 

As the dog's cock locked inside my mound, I could see the look of anxiety in 
his eyes. He wanted badly to give me a good fuck, and I was ever so eager to 
provide him with that opportunity. 

"Drive your cock inside my mound, baby, oh, I want you to screw me," I 
sighed. "Oh, sweetheart, really go to work. Drive your hot dick inside my 
pussy. Oh, honey, you can really do it. Oh, sweetheart, let's really get 
things into high gear. Oh, give me a good fuck. Ah, drive your cock inside 
me." 

He worked his cock back and forth, pummeling me with his stick. The quicker 
and more forcefully that he thrust his eager rod deep inside my pussy, the 
better that I enjoyed it. He was really slamming his pecker inside my mound, 
pushing it forcefully, propelling himself ever forward as he moved that much 
quicker toward orgasm. 

While all of the wild fucking activity continued, I, enjoyed looking over at 
Vic. He reached out with his right hand, allowing his fingers to maneuver 
back and forth over his long rod. The longer and quicker that he manipulated 
his fingers over his erect tool, the better that he enjoyed it. 

"Oh, yeah, that dog's really humping you," Vic laughed. "Go ahead, old boy. 
Keep fucking her mound. Oh, he's really denting your pussy now, baby." 

"He certainly is. Oh, keep it going, darling," I sighed. "Drive your cock 
inside me, baby. Oh, sweetheart, keep it rolling, darling. Oh, fuck me, 
baby. Oh, ram your rock-hard cock inside my mound. Slam you big stick inside 
me. Oh, fuck me." 

The longer that I talked to Pal, the quicker and more relentlessly he ground 
his tool deep inside my mound. He was thrusting his cock with everything 
that he had, plunging it inside my mound, propelling himself that much 
closer to the point of passionate climax. 

"Oh, I'm just about there," I exclaimed. "Oh, Fm juicing, oh, baby, you're 
such a good fucker. Pal, oh, darling, what a screw you're giving me. It's so 
nice. Oh, I enjoyed every bit of it. Yes, darling, oh, I dig it, baby, I 
really dig what you're doing for me. Oh, honey, what a screw." 

My ass cheeks cork screwed back and forth as he kept up his diligent 
plunging, stabbing his erect tool deep inside my pussy, moving ever closer 
to the point of orgasm. 

"Unload inside my mound," I called out~ "Come on, you hot stud. Oh, you 
four-legged stud. You'll give Vic or anybody else a run for his money. Just 
keep on fucking me, baby." 

While on the subject of Vic, he was impatiently jerking his fingers up and 
down his long hard tool. I could see how badly he wanted into the act, and I 
knew it would be just a question of time before he would be there. 

"Okay, I'm gonna stick my cock inside your mouth," he told me. "Just get 
set, because now you're gonna have two cocks coming at you, one in your 
mouth and one in your cunt." 

"Go ahead, honey, I'm ready for anything at this point in time," I told him. 
"Just slam your peter inside me. Oh, mouth fuck me, darling." 

"I like your attitude, sweetheart." 

"I like the looks of your cock. It's so long, so hard, so ready for action." 

"Oh, do you ever know it. Just get ready, baby, because I'm gonna cut loose 
inside you." 

"Oh, yeah, darling. Just get set." 

He climbed on top of me, straddling his legs on both sides of my head. 
Before he launched into the actual fucking, Vic reached down' with both 
hands and began to run his fingers over my breasts. He held on ever so 
sharply, twisting his fingers around my nipples, clutching hard. As he kept 
on pinching my nipples, he got set to deliver his cock inside my mouth. 

"Okay, honey, swallow hard," he laughed. "You're gonna have a nice hot dick 
thrusting inside your mouth. How does that grab you, baby?" 

"Go ahead and do it. I'm ready for it. Oh, screw my mouth, darling. Fuck my 
hot mouth. I want the jism to fly. Oh, yeah, darling. I really want it to 
shoot out of the end of your prick." 

"Just get set. Here it goes." 

He heaved a loud gasp, then propelled his stirring cock into motion. He 
plunged it forward, allowing it to enter inside my mouth. 

I couldn't help but gulp hard the moment that he penetrated it inside me. 
Back and forth it eagerly stabbed, plunging with convincing skill inside my 
mouth. 

While he was drilling my mouth with his surging pecker, my other lovers Pal, 
kept relentlessly tearing and stabbing with his dick inside my pussy. He was 
pushing ever closer to the point of climax. 

"Oh, what a mouth you've got," Vic exclaimed, "I can't keep this up for very 
long, baby. I got so turned on watching Pal. I love watching him fucking 
your cunt. Ah, I'm glad I got the dog for you. He's more than protection. He 
gets me all turned on by giving me all kinds of morale support. When I watch 
him go to it, honey, that really gets me turned on for action. Oh, I really 
itch. Oh, my balls are itching like crazy. I've got to get off my rocks. 
There's no getting around it, sweetheart. Oh, this is so nice, oh, it's such 
a good screw." 

While his hips kept swinging back and forth, and as Vic's hard cock kept 
pushing deep inside my mouth, he reached out with both hands and ran his 
fingers over my breasts. He held on sharply, letting his fingers press hard 
and fast as he kept up the fucking. He kept on grinding hard, stabbing his 
sharp, relentless tool ever deeper inside my mouth. 

"Ah, I'm gonna have a hot load of juice for you in just a few seconds," he 
said ecstatically. "Just keep your mouth open, baby. Oh, come to think of 
it, there's nothing else you can do. You're powerless, baby. Oh, yeah, you 
really are. I love every bit of this, honey. Oh, I like the idea of fucking 
your hot mouth. Darling, oh, I'm just about set to explode. The juices are 
really gonna spray out of me. Oh, darling, baby, this is great. Oh, 
sweetheart, my balls are really itching now. The juices are gonna shoot. Oh, 
honey, here I go." 

While he twisted my nipples with his fingers, the hot, spurting droplets of 
cum began to spill from the end of his long, hard penis. 

"Oh, that's it, oh, I'm there," he gasped. "Nice, oh, so very nice, 
sweetheart. Oh, darling, I love it. Oh, baby, I really dig it. Oh, baby, how 
nice. Oh, very nice. Oh, this is good." 

The droplets of hot juice kept on shooting from the end of his long spear. I 
swallowed every droplet of his spirited juices, after which he turned loose 
his cock from my mouth. 

"I'll let our friend Pal finish his fuck," Vic exclaimed. "Go ahead, Pal 
baby." 

"Ah, he's ready to shoot," I sighed. 

"Yes, there he goes." 

A few moments later, an avalanche of juice shot from the end of Pal's cock 
and into my mound. 

I was hotter than ever as the juices shot from my lover's prick. My whole 
body twisted back and forth as his hot load unleashed itself from his rod 
and into my snatch. 

"Baby, what a screw," I sighed, "oh, I loved every bit of it, sweetheart." 

At that point Vic removed the dog's cock from my pussy. I stretched out for 
a few moments, resting, wondering what would happen next. 

It was Vic who got up and led Pal out of the room. 

"You're taking him away?" I asked with a tinge of disappointment in my 
voice. 

"Yeah, he served his purpose. Now I want to take over and dominate the 
scene." 

"You never could stand competition in the clutch," I laughed. "Just because 
he gave me such a good fuck." 

"Of course he did. Remember, I wanted him to do that. But right now I'm 
ready to assume the reins on my own." 

"I guess that means I'm in for it," I chuckled. 

"I guess it does," he concurred. 

A few moments later Vic was back. He jerked restlessly up and down on his 
cock. 

"It looks as if you hadn't even gone off," I said. 

"That's right. I'm all set to go again." 

"What's it gonna be this time?" 

"I want inside your hot asshole," he gasped. Before Vic launched into his 
ass fucking, he reached out with his left index finger and began probing 
inside my anus. 

"I love playing with your butt," he chuckled. 

"I guess you do, judging by the attention you're giving it." 

"It's because it's such a gorgeous ass. Oh, yeah, darling. I really love 
being around your hot butt." 

"Keep it up, honey. It gets me turned on." 

Chapter 16 

Vic's finger moved high into my asshole. He pumped vigorously, letting the 
finger go to work, enjoying every hot stab that he supplied. 

"Oh, yeah, this I dig," he laughed boyishly. "I love losing myself in a 
beautiful fuck with you, honey. I know you dig it, too. This is great. Oh, 
sweetheart, this is gonna be some fuck. I'm really slamming it into you. 
I'll push my finger all the way into your rectum, honey. That's what I'll 
do?' 

"Keep up your finger action. Oh, sweetheart, this is nice." 

"I knew you'd dig it in a big way." 

"Oh, yeah, baby. Keep finger fucking me. Oh, slam your finger into my 
asshole. It feels so good, darling." 

"I'll just bet you do." 

"Oh, yeah, baby. Good, ah, real nice." Back and forth he continued his 
efforts until he decided that it was time to move onto the next phase of the 
action. When he removed his finger from my asshole, he reached out and began 
slapping my ass cheeks. He played with my butt, slapping the cheeks until 
they became red. 

"Why are you spanking me?" I asked laughingly. "Because I'm getting you 
ready for a good fuck," he smiled. 

"Can't you do that without spanking me?" 

"Of course I can, but it's more fun this way, sweetheart" 

"I guess you have a point there." 

"Oh, yeah, I'm gonna really slam my cock into you now." 

He reached out and grabbed my thighs with both hands. He thrust my legs over 
his shoulders, then prepared to launch into his assault. 

"I've got your ass at just the right angle," he laughed. "Just get ready, 
baby, because I'm gonna really thunder my cock into your asshole." 

"Oh, drive it into me," I sighed. "Oh, send your cock inside me, baby." 

"Yes, darling." 

His fingers held on ever so firmly to my ass cheeks as he pushed his cock 
forward, getting set to fuck my asshole. He entered my anus, slamming hard, 
driving his huge cock high and deep inside my asshole. With thundering zeal 
he fucked me, slamming his cock, continuing to push it ever higher and 
harder inside my asshole. 

"How do you like that for ass fucking?" he asked. 

"I dig it. Oh, it hurts, but I love every bit of it. These are the kind of 
stinging movements I really love, baby. Just keep going. Oh, keep on 
manipulating your stick. Oh, that hot stick. That long, hard cock. I love 
it, baby. Oh, this is nice I really like it. Oh, keep it sliding, baby. Oh, 
push it into me, sweetheart. Yes, baby, oh, come on and keep fucking. Screw 
me, darling. Oh, stab me with it. Fuck me." 

"You're gonna be even hornier when you talk that way. I'll give you an even 
better fuck." 

"Keep it going, darling. Oh, let your cock burn inside my asshole. What a 
feeling. Oh, I love it, darling. Yes, keep stabbing me. Oh, keep fucking 
me." 

He leaned forward at one point, thrusting his tongue inside my mouth. When 
he started frenching wildly, I knew just how far gone in the act he was. It 
was evident that pretty soon the hot, stored-up juices~ would commence to 
shoot from the end of his scorching instrument. 

When he removed his tongue, he looked at me with wild exhilaration. 

"Oh, yeah, I'm just about there," he said. "You really turn me on, lover." 

"Just keep planting your cock deep inside my asshole. Oh, I love the stabs, 
baby. I really dig it, lover. Oh, keep screwing me. Yes, baby, keep up that 
effective pace." 

Once again he took to slapping my ass cheeks. He reached out and slapped 
them hard. 

"Ouch, that really does hurt," I said. 

"What the hell do you care? You're my shebitch," he laughed. "You can be my 
shebitch just like you're that dog's shebitch." 

"I don't like it when you talk that way." 

"Ah, hell, you'll get used to it. Chicks like you don't deserve any respect. 
You don't want it. You want to be thought of as a she-bitch. Isn't that 
right?" 

"Oh, no, that isn't so." 

"Shut up, baby. Just lie back while I fuck you. That's what it's all about, 
baby. It's all screwing. That's the only thing that's important. Oh, it 
feels so good to screw you. It feels so damned good to slam my dick inside 
your asshole. Oh, baby, this is nice." 

I couldn't help but be upset over the way that Vic was talking. It was 
becoming increasingly more apparent just what he really thought of me. I was 
no more than a convenient sex toy to be manipulated in whatever way he saw 
fit. 

His cock kept tearing ever deeper into my asshole as he propelled himself 
that much closer to the point of ultimate orgasmic satisfaction. 

While he was holding on briskly to my ass cheeks, the spurts of hot sperm 
started to shoot from the end of his organ. 

"Ah, I'm there," he sighed triumphantly, "this feels so good, baby. Oh, 
thank you, darling. That's what I call a good fuck." 

He had a satisfied expression on his face as he removed his penis from my 
asshole. His she-bitch had given him just the kind of fuck he had desired. 

Chapter 17 

The following day, Vic arrived early in the afternoon with Harriet. 

"We thought we'd get in a quick bang," he said. "Harriet has an assignment 
over at the beach." 

"I even brought my bikini along for the occasion," Harriet winked. 

Harriet stepped out of the slacks she wore. She revealed her stunning red 
bikini bottoms she wore. As she unbuttoned her blouse and removed it as 
well, she strutted proudly before me in her bikini. 

"How do you like my body, honey?" she enticed me. 

"It's very beautiful." 

"I want you to go down on her," Vic said. "Run your tongue inside her 
snatch, honey." 

I climbed out of my dress, then my panties and bra. I watched as lovely 
Harriet removed her bikini with several deft twists of her wrist. It didn't 
take long, after which she was twisting her lovely body in the middle of the 
bed. 

"I'm doing my best to turn you on," she said. 

All the while, Vic also was undressing. Once that he removed everything, he 
started jerking on this cock as he watched Harriet. 

Lovely Harriet reached out with her right hand, permitting her fingers to 
slide over her pussy. She kept it up until I could see the dampness starting 
to form in her lovely snatch. 

"Go down on her," Vic said. "Time's precious, baby. She has to get to this 
assignment, but I wanted to get her in the proper frame of mind. I wanted to 
boost her morale." 

"This will really do it," Harriet smiled. "Go ahead, baby. Run your tongue 
over my snatch. Come on and eat out my box, darling. Oh, I want it, baby, I 
really want it from you." 

I dropped my head between her legs. She looked at me with willful 
determination. She reached out and ran her fingers soothingly through my 
hair as I set my tongue to work inside her mound. 

White great speed, I initiated my sucking pace. Back and forth I 
relentlessly turned my tongue loose, sliding it inside her pussy. 

"Oh, yeah, now you're doing it," she nodded. "Drive your tongue inside my 
mound, baby. Oh, I want you to bring me off, I know you're gonna do it, 
sweetheart. Oh, drive your tongue. Slide it, baby. Oh, put it to work, 
darling. Suck me, baby. Oh, suck my pussy. Drive your tongue. I want it, 
darling. Yes, I want to shoot my juices inside your mouth." 

While I sucked her mound with wild determination, Vic got into the act. He 
got down on his knees behind me, then ran his fingers around my buttocks. I 
bad a hunch what was coming. While I sucked out my lover's box, I figured 
that Vic would direct his cock efforts toward my asshole. 

I turned out to be absolutely correct in my judgment. The next thing I knew, 
I could feel the sharp, stabbing thrusts of his cock inside my anus. He 
stung like hell. After all, he was putting everything he had into every 
sturdy movement, driving his hard, sharp cock deep into my asshole. 

"Ah, this is nice," he said. "Baby, ah, what an ass you've got. Keep your 
tongue inside Harriet's mound. Bury it in her box. You're a good pussy 
sucker, darling. Keep up the sucking." 

All the while, Harriet kept purring like a contented kitten. She enjoyed the 
jolting tongue stabs that she received from me." 

"Keep it going," Harriet called out, "oh, bring me off, my dear. I need it 
so bad, Oh, give me a nice suck. Oh, suck me good, sweetheart. Oh, baby, 
this is gonna be nice. Oh, it's so good. Suck me, baby." 

Her body kept twisting and turning as I kept working my tongue inside her 
box. Pretty soon she exploded, and as she did, while I devoured her juice 
droplets, I kept receiving the stiff jolts from Vic. 

About the time that I turned my tongue loose from Harriet's pussy, she 
called out a message to Vic. 

"Go ahead, baby, finish your ass fuck," she said. "Drive your cock inside 
her asshole." 

Vic ground his steely cock forward several more times, after which his body 
began to suddenly tremble. 

"Here I go," he gasped, "oh, I'm shooting. The hot juices are spraying. This 
is nice, oh, I really dig this. Oh, beautiful, oh, baby, honey, this I 
love." 

He slapped at my ass cheeks as the torrent of hot white liquid spilled from 
the end of his peter. 

"Ah, beautiful," he said. "Now I can take you to your assignment, 
sweetheart." 

Quickly they dressed, leaving just as rapidly as they had arrived. 

"Sorry we can't stick around to have a drink," Vic said. "Thanks, darling, 
and see you later." 

"We'll have lunch one of these days," Harriet threw me a kiss as she walked 
toward the door. 

"It seems as if I bad lunch," I smiled. 

"I mean the other kind of lunch. Oh, I could have lunch with you that way 
any time. I'm just sorry I didn't have a chance to eat your box today, 
darling." 

"So am I." 

Once that they left, I threw myself into the nearest sofa and began to think 
about the dilemma of which I was a part. It was downright crazy. Every time 
that Vic wanted to get his rocks off, no matter how he wanted it to occur, 
or any time that he wanted some entertainment at my expense, he could be 
expected to show up. But of course, I had to look at it his way as well. He 
was keeping me going. He supplied me with a place, plenty of clothes, and 
even a car. But something was lacking. Late that afternoon, Vic returned. 

"Where's Harriet?" I asked. 

"Oh, she and a cute little blonde model struck up quite an acquaintanceship. 
I suppose they're sixty-nining to their heart's content right now," he 
laughed. 

"I suppose so," I replied. 

"Speaking of sixty-nine, that's what I'd like to do with you right now," he 
said. 

"You know, Vic. I've been thinking about what you were saying the other day. 
You said I was your shebitch. I can see why you'd say that. I have been 
available every time you wanted a fuck. And you've paid the price. You've 
gotten me a nice place, nice clothes, just about anything a girl could ask 
for. Except one thing. Love. I'm fed up, Vic. I want out." 

"You don't really mean that," he shook his head almost in disbelief. 

"I think it's best for both of us," I nodded firmly. "Furthermore, I'm 
determined to get out of modeling. I want to start a new life. Before it's 
too late. Before I get used to being a kept woman." 

"You're out of your mind," Vic jumped up from his chair and exclaimed. "What 
the hell are you gonna do, sling hash somewhere as a short-order cook? Work 
as a waitress? Get pinched in the fanny? You don't have any skill." 

"I can go to a secretarial school and learn. I don't know. I just know I'm 
getting fed up with this kind of life. I don't want to continue." 

"You'll come to your senses. I'll leave you alone right now. We'll talk 
tomorrow." 

"Vic, we can talk tomorrow, the next day, and the day after that. It won't 
change a thing. My mind is made up. I'm sorry. Thank you for what you've 
done for me, but I've got to establish a new life. I've got to establish it 
right now." 

"My God, you're really serious about this," he said, shaking his head with 
dismay. 

"I really am," I nodded firmly. 

Vic left, a frustrated man. I only saw him two times after that. He tried 
his best to talk me out of my decision, but I wasn't about to budge. 

Right now I'm working as a private secretary for a whole lot less money than 
I made in modeling. But now I have a measure of freedom, and command a good 
deal of respect from all the people in the office. 

One of these days I'm convinced I'll meet the right man, get married, and 
settle down. Eventually I'll be, able to look back on my entire experience 
with Vic as a distant dream turned nightmare. 


End
