AH-1080  Her Puppy Did It All
[aka 'Pamela's Protector']
(Irv Golden)


Foreword

Pamela's father felt she needed a dog to protect her. The constant crime in the
newspapers made him fearful. For, his young teenage daughter was a turn-on, and he
knew it.
Pamela knew it too. The doctor who examined her told her in a whisper, 'you've made
my year gorgeous', and she became so delighted with his response she felt like thanking
him in bed.
However, when she managed to talk her father into buying a magnificent dog, she soon
discovered her female charms could magnetize the animal kingdom as well as the men
around her. And this being the case, she felt she should let the dog have a little sex too.
Problems developed for Pam when she found the dog's sexual member, larger, and
more delightful than her other lovers. Soon, she wanted to engage in a series of sexual
affairs, and went so far as to lure her own father to bed with her.
Once on the sexual merry-go-round her untamed sex desires knew no bounds. She felt
compelled to satisfy her father's sexual demands, along with some boyfriends she
acquired effortlessly at school.
Finally, she hit upon the idea of becoming a star. She wanted to star with her beloved
dog in a "class" sex exhibition, as she put it.
Her father was uptight about his daughter's bizarre love for her dog, and even less
enthusiastic about her performing with the animal.
Nevertheless, having gotten himself into a tight spot because of having relations with
her of a sexual nature, he could refuse her nothing.
In desperation he let her lead the way to his own destruction, little realizing when he
took that one wrong step sexually, what a shattering nightmare his life would become.
-The Publisher


Chapter 1

Pamela's father looked at his developing young daughter. The fullness of her breasts
attracted him. He recognized other men would find her developing body equally
attractive. It had been a long time since Pamela had had a mother. For Frank's wife,
Rosemary, had divorced him years ago and run off with a used car salesman. They
never talked about Rose mary much as it made Frank too angry.
"Pamela," he smiled, "I'll bet you're a real turn-on with the boys."
"Daddy," she said, her brown eyes lighting up. "That isn't nice for you to say that."
"It's the truth, love," he said seriously. "You have such a beautiful body that I'm
confident men can't look at you long without thinking sex thoughts."
"Does that include you, daddy?" she smiled smugly.
"I'm afraid not, baby," he said. "But I do worry about my little girl."
"Don't you worry about me none," she said, "Marvin is a good boy."
"He's a good athlete," her father agreed, "but I think his morals leave a little to be
desired. That idea he had of you rooming with him while he goes to college is out of
the question."
"That's a year and a half away, daddy," she smiled.
"Honey," he said, "I want to buy you a dog. I am sure that you need one when you go
walking around in this city."
"I'd love a dog," she said excitedly. "Let's go look for one tomorrow."
On Saturday Pamela and her father went hunting for a dog. They went to four dog
shops and never found one that Pamela liked. However, when they went to the fifth
place, the Blue-Blood Kennel Club, she found the dog of her dreams. It was a beautiful
sleek Doberman pinscher with magnificent eyes and bearing.
"I want him," Pamela exclaimed anxiously. "Oh, daddy, can I have him?"
"Just a minute, baby doll," he said, "I've got to find out how much he costs."
"Sir," her father called out to the owner of the shop, "would you tell me how much that
dog over there costs?"
"Let me compliment your daughter on very good taste," the man nodded. "That
Doberman has papers. He has a blue blood lineage from here to Brussels where his
forbearers were born."
"How exciting," Pamela exclaimed. "Buy him for me, daddy."
There was no other way. For Frank learned that his daughter, when she wanted
something, wouldn't quit begging until she got her way.
As they went home with the beautiful Doberman dog sitting in the middle of the front
car seat, Pamela began considering names.
"What should I name him, daddy?" she asked anxiously.
"That's your privilege, honey," he said. "You pick out his name yourself."
She patted the dog's head and smiled at her father.
"How about Tommy," she said.
"It's all right with me," he said.
As she patted the big Doberman dog on the head she told him, "Did you know your
name was Tommy?"
The dog seemed to smile at her.
"He knows his name," she said, "he's real bright, daddy."
"He's real expensive," her father said. "Cost me a bundle. But anything is worth it.
Pamela, that's your protector."
"Yes," she said, "Tommy will always defend me. Won't you, Tommy baby?"
Glancing down between the dog's legs she observed his huge penis. She didn't say
anything to her father about it as it bothered her. She wondered who would protect her
from Tommy. For all too well she remembered the times that Marvin had pulled his
penis out when he was sitting in the front seat of the car and wanted her to go down on
him. She had consistently refused. She was glad Tommy couldn't talk.
Once they got home she begged her father, "Can Tommy stay in my room?"
"That's going too far," he said, "Tommy belongs in the kitchen."
"Oh, daddy, just tonight," Pamela begged. Frank gave in. And when it was bedtime
Pamela and Tommy went to bed together.
As the big dog lay there on the bed she continually glanced down at his penis. It
bothered her for she realized he was beginning to develop a hard-on.
"Tommy," she said quietly, "I bet you want to ball with me."
She knew all too well that the big dog did want to have sex with her. Reaching out she
fondled his balls and played with his cock.
"How would you like to try my pussy, Tommy?" she asked the huge animal.
Tommy seemed to nod.
"We mustn't tell anybody," she said, as she tiptoed across the floor and locked the door.
Then getting back in the middle of the bed she took off her sheer blue nylon nightie
and lay there bare-ass naked. With her legs spread invitingly, Tommy straddled her.
Reaching up she guided the big dog's cock to her vagina and it almost made it.
However, she knew she had to prop her pussy up on a couple of pillows.
"Just a minute, Tommy," she told the big dog, "be patient."
Once she had the pillows adjusted under her ass cheeks she gripped the dog's penis and
pushed her pelvis forward. The dog shoved his huge cock into her.
"Fuck me, Tommy," she demanded, "fuck me. Oh, baby, give me that cock of yours."
The big dog's penis continued plunging rhythmically in and out of her vagina. She
loved the feel of his cock stabbing vigorously away.
"Oh," she groaned in a passionate frenzy, "I love it. Fuck me, Tommy. Fuck me. Ohhh,
ahh, yes, yes. Fuck me, baby."
The dog's thick cock continued stabbing. She was so turned on now she was gasping.
"Oh, baby," she groaned, "fuck me. That's what I want. Fuck me, Tommy. Fuck me."
Her hips thrust forward and then she began churning her ass around on the bed. That
got the dog so excited he wagged his tail. He pressed his paws into her shoulders as he
fucked her vigorously. It was so exciting for Pam that she was gasping for air.
"Ohhh, ahh, yes, yes. Fuck me. Fuck me. I want it. Every inch of it. Stick it into me."
The big dog accommodated her by thrusting forward in piston-like movements.
Suddenly he exploded. Her pussy lips squeezed his cock as he slid in and out and she
milked him.
"Oh, Tommy," she panted passionately, "you're fucking me. That's what I want. Oh,
big boy, fuck."
Tommy didn't pull his penis out of her pussy until he had finished shooting his wad.
Then slowly the dog withdrew. He went to the edge of the bed and sat there looking at
her with a satisfied expression sweeping across his face.
"Oh, Tommy," she said, patting his head in appreciation, "you don't know how much
that meant to me."
She drifted off to sleep that night and she was grateful that her father had bought her a
wonderful animal.
The following day she got together with her steady boyfriend Marvin. She introduced
him to Tommy. Marvin looked at the dog jealously.
"I can protect you," he said, "you don't need no dog."
"It was daddy's idea," she said quietly, "and he is a nice dog. He's almost human. Look
at his eyes."
"I'm looking," Marvin said, "and I see where that big hunk of man is looking, too. He's
looking right at your pussy. And he's got a hard-on."
"What a horrid thing for you to say," she giggled, "don't tell me you're jealous of a
dog?"
"I just wonder if I can trust you with him," he smiled.
"You have a twisted sense of humor," she said. "It's a good thing I understand you."
"Sweetheart," he smiled, "how about sex? You promised me time and again we could
fuck. We're going steady. What do you want?"
"I want to do what's right," she said innocently, her big brown eyes flashing at Marvin's
blue eyes.
"Baby," he said, "it's dangerous to get married when you don't know if you're gonna fit.
Some people are mis-mated."
"What does mis-mated mean?" she asked innocently.
"That means you can't fuck good," he said quietly.
"You're so crude," she said, "I don't like you using those four letter words."
"That's the only kind of words I know," Marvin said. "I suppose I'm supposed to say I
want to intercourse you."
"It sounds nicer," she said.
"Screw it," he said, "you're so particular it makes me sick. I used to go with a real nice
girl. And she would ball me all the time. We finally figured we weren't meant for each
other."
"I know the kind of guy you are," she said. "You want to try all the girls out. You pick
them up and drop them."
"That's not true," Marvin reminded her, "we've been going steady three weeks."
"Yes, and every time you could try to get in my pants you did," she complained.
"You ought to be lucky that I'm so hot for you," he said. "Some of those chicks around
school unzip my fly and pull me around by my peter. They're so hot to get into bed
with me."
"Well I'm not," she said. "I'm different. And that's why you like me, Marvin. You
respect me."
"I'd have just as much respect for you," he insisted, "if I got to fuck you. As a 
matter-offact, I'd have a hell of a lot more respect. You don't know how torturous it 
is to be drooling to put your pecker in a chick who turns you on."
"Hardly, I'm a girl," she said.
"Oh, baby," he said, "if you would just use your hand on it."
"What kind of a girl do you think I am?" she stammered. "I won't do that."
"There's nothing wrong with it," he said. "I just want you to play with me."
All at once Pamela decided perhaps she should. For her guilt about having sex with
Tommy was surfacing. She recognized if she could let the big dog thrust his huge cock
into her, perhaps it wouldn't be so wrong for her to give Marvin an opportunity to have
sex.
"All right," she said, "but we'd better lock the door. I'm glad my dad is gone tonight."
"Your dad's a real neat guy," Marvin smiled as he began taking his clothes off.
"I didn't say you could undress," she said, observing how swiftly he was unbuttoning
his shirt.
"I don't want you to look at me with my pecker hanging out," he said. "It would look
like a freak of nature."
"All right," she said as she reluctantly let him slip off his pants and pull off his shorts.
Marvin stood before her bare-ass naked now and proudly began stroking himself.
"How long is that thing?" she asked, trying to compare its length with the dog's cock
size.
"I never measured it," he said. "But it's long enough to make a lot of women happy."
"How many women?" she demanded as she watched him continue playing with
himself.
He was reaching under his crotch, holding his balls in one hand and pumping on his
penis with the other.
"Oh, it does look inviting," she said. "Let's get on the bed."
"I've shown you what I look like," he told her, "and now I want to get a glimpse of you
in the buff, baby."
"All right," she said, "I really shouldn't. But I will if you want to see it so bad."
Slowly she began taking off her clothes. When she came down to her panties and her
bra, he stepped over. He reached up to her breasts and cupped them in his hands. She
looked at his cock getting harder every second. She saw juice surfacing at the small slit
at the head of his penis and it made her quiver just seeing him turn on.
"I really get you excited, don't I?" she said softly.
"You bet your ass you do," he said. "And I'm gonna fuck you and fuck you good."
He unfastened her bra and let it fall to the floor. Her beautiful bosoms popped into
view.
"Oh, baby, what a set of knockers," he said. "Nice licking."
Reaching down he pulled at her elastic waistband and enjoyed the sound of it slapping
against her flat stomach.
"Stop it, Marvin," she said.
Her big dog Tommy was sitting in the corner. Now he came over. He wanted to get his
nose up near her snatch.
"Look," Marvin observed, "that dog is horny for you. Did you ever see anything like
it?"
"That's not true," she said, trying to put him off.
"It is true," he said, "can't you see it?" Indeed he could. And it was driving him up the
wall.
"I guess you males are all the same," she observed casually, hoping the dog would go
away. When he didn't she had to reprimand him.
"Tommy, stop that," she said, "you can't stick your big old dog nose in my pussy."
"I'd like to stick my nose there, baby," Marvin said. "Have you ever had anyone eat
your pussy?"
"No," she said quietly.
"I'd like the opportunity to do so now," he said, "how about it?"
"I guess it wouldn't hurt anything," she admitted.
Reaching around her, Marvin picked her up. He carried her over to the bed.
"You just lie back, baby, and let me do the work," he said. "They don't call me Long
Tongue for nothing."
His hot tongue swept over her bosoms. And then he began lightly nibbling at the
nipples.
"Oh, baby," she groaned, "that's what I like. Keep that up. Now you're doing it."
He was really enjoying himself now. And the opportunity to lick her all over got him so
horny his cock began dripping cum.
"What's that wet stuff?" she asked.
"Don't you know what that is?" he winked. "That's dick juice."
"Oh," she said, reaching down on her thigh and feeling how sticky it was.
"Some girls like to eat that," he said.
"Is that right?" she asked in surprise. "Sure," he said, "you suck it off and then you get
a reward when the thing shoots."
"How about eating my pussy?" she smiled. "I'll make a deal. You eat my juicy pussy
and maybe I'll lick your sticky prick."
"A deal is a deal," he smiled.
Marvin's tongue licked down to her fur trimmed triangle. And then he made darting
movements this way and that until he suddenly plunged his tongue into her. The
magnificent feeling that surged through her body as he licked at her pussy had her
trembling.
"Oh, wow!" she gasped excitedly, "That's too much. Oh, baby, love me, love me."
She was thrilled at this point and so was he. "Oh, baby," he told her, "you're too
much." He got his nose in there and let his tongue go to work lapping at her juicy
vagina.
"Suck me, baby," she begged. "Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, eat me, Marvin," she panted as he
went for her. She threw her legs over his shoulders as he helped her position herself
this way.
"Suck me," she begged, "suck my pussy. Oh, baby, I can't stand it. Love me. Love me!"
The enormous thrills that shot through her body had her shaking. He reached up to
grip her bosoms and hang on to them while he sucked away. Finally she juiced. And as
she did so he proved how much he enjoyed pussy eating by not moving away. His lips
formed in a suction cup as he ate her mound.
"Suck me," she urged him, "eat it. Ohhh, ahh, yes, yes. Eat my juicy pussy."
Marvin didn't pull his tongue out of her snatch until he had given her every thrill she
could ask for. And then with a big broad grin he demanded honestly, "Wasn't that
nice?"
"Yes, baby, yes," she said as she smiled at him.
Standing in the corner was the Doberman pinscher. He wanted his fuck. He bounded
over to the bed and suddenly jumped up.
"That dog is too much," Marvin observed. "He's horny for you. Look at his cock."
"You're imagining things," she insisted, "that's ridiculous."
"I'll take care of you, Marvin," Pamela said eagerly, wanting to reverse the subject. "I'll
suck off your cock. I don't promise I'll swallow it, but I'll suck it for you, baby."
"I would get a bigger charge if you would eat the dog's dick," he laughed.
"What a horrible thought," she said.
"It would really be stimulating," he insisted, "I've heard about girls who have sex with
dogs. There's nothing wrong with that."
"If that's your hang-up," she said quietly.


Chapter 2

It was difficult for Pam to distract her young lover Marvin. For he was so fascinated at
the prospect of having her do something with the dog that he wouldn't drop the
subject.
"That poor dog has to get his rocks off, too," he insisted.
"That's his problem," Pam complained. "Get over here, baby, and let's have some fun."
As Marvin looked at Pamela lying there ready and willing and anxious, he decided he
should give her a good time. He got in the bed with her and soon he was making
passionate love to her.
"Oh, baby," he smiled, as he straddled her, "I'm gonna rub my butt on your beautiful
bosoms."
Marvin's buttocks gently caressed her bosoms. He was pointing his penis at her mouth
temptingly.
"You're really gonna enjoy sucking on this," he smiled. "All the other girls like to."
That bothered her. In her mind's eye she could see him having a lot of girls doing
things with him in this intimate manner.
"Maybe I'm one who won't," she pouted.
"You promised," Marvin reminded her.
Now he was moving closer to her. He reached out with one hand and let his fingers run
through her hair. Then he gripped his cock with his other hand and guided himself to
her mouth.
"Open your mouth, sweetheart," he told her, "I've got something nice to shove in
there."
She opened her mouth and slowly he slid inside. Her lips clamped tightly on the head
of his shaft and she let her tongue lightly lick over the juicy head of his cock.
"Oh, baby," he smiled, "I want you to suck it so bad." It didn't take her long to get a
good suction action going.
"Beautiful," he smiled, "oh, baby, that's how' you do it. Suck my prick."
It was amazing to Pamela how easy it was for her to suck Marvin's cock. Instinctively
she enjoyed him. She saw his big balls swaying in front of her eyes and she reached
back to clasp his ass cheeks as he gently pushed backward and forward.
"You're really doing it nice," he said, "for a beginner you're fantastic. Oh, baby, that's
it, use your teeth. Bite light. Oh, honey, suck it." He was really pumping it to her now.
He wanted to caress the head of his shaft on the back of her throat. Ramming forward
hard he panted, "Oh, baby, let me deep throat fuck you. Ohhh, ahhh, oh, yes, baby,
fuck. Fuck it." His penis slid down her throat. And she was getting more and more
excited every moment.
"Eat it," he commanded. "It's good for you. Lots of vitamins in it."
She continued sucking his cock. All the time his swaying balls were swelling. For
Marvin was about to shoot his white cream into her hot mouth.
"You don't know how good it feels to me, Pamela," he panted. "Oh, baby, keep it up.
Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, suck it, Pam, suck it off."
He couldn't stand it any longer. The hot white cream flash-flooded her face as she got
the first taste of young Marvin's sperm. She discovered then how much she enjoyed it.
"Swallow it," he begged. "Oh, baby, suck it. Swallow it. Eat it."
With both hands on her head he guided himself. Finally when he had finished, she
looked at him through misty eyes.
"I never knew I'd enjoy that so much," she said softly.
"You see," he said, "you had to taste me. And now you know."
He rolled over beside her and wrapped an arm around her lovingly. He let his hand
play with her bosom as he talked to her.
"It's so funny," he said, "but every time I fuck off, I feel like I'm unwinding. It's a
wonderful sensation."
"You bet it is," she said, "and it's just what you and I have needed for a long time."
She was only too eager to enjoy him some more. She imagined what it would be like to
feel his huge penis sliding into her pussy. Reaching down to his limp cock she toyed
with it.
"How many times have you gone off?" she smiled.
"What do you mean, baby?" Marvin asked Pamela.
"I mean, how many times can you get your rocks off one after the other?"
"I did it nine times one time," he smiled.
"Without stopping?" she giggled.
"No, that was all night and early in the morning," he said. "I was doing it with a real
foxy chick who loved to fuck like you wouldn't believe. She was fantastic. Wouldn't
even let me alone when I'd have to go to the bathroom to take a leak. She wanted to
get. right there and suck on it all the time."
"Who was she?" Pam asked curiously.
"What's it to you?" he said. "I'm not telling you her name."
"That's nice," she said, "I think a man shouldn't tell every girl he screws. I admire you."
"I'm glad to hear you say that," he smiled back.
As Pamela played with his penis, it became larger and larger.
"Let me get down there around your crotch and stroke it," she said.
"It's all yours," Marvin said, parting his legs eagerly.
She rested her head on his thigh and she looked at his huge penis swelling.
"I want to feel that big cock of yours shoving in my pussy," she said. "I'd love that."
"I bet you've got a nice tight twat," he smiled.
"You know it," she said. "I've had sex a couple of times. And they always loved it."
"I can see why," he smiled, "you're a beautiful girl."
When Pamela knew she had Marvin about as hard as he could get, she had another
idea.
"If I put some oil on your cock," she said, "I could give you a super slick hand job."
"That's not a bad idea," he smiled. "Get some oil. Try it."
Pamela went away from the bed for a moment and got a plastic container of oil. Then
returning, she poured some into the palm of her hand. With both hands she rubbed his
penis with the oil. It glistened.
"I like the sight of it," she said, "when it glistens this way."
"Go ahead and pump it," he said. "Quit ad miring it."
She gripped it evenly and pumped vigorously.
"You've got a good hand rhythm for jacking-off," he said.
"Don't all girls?" she smiled.
"Some of them don't know how to do it at all," he confided. "It's that natural sex
instinct. And, baby, you've got it. You love to fuck and suck and I'll bet you've had
plenty of men. Not just two like you're telling me."
"I'm not gonna tell you," she giggled, "why should I? You tell me that it's best to be
quiet about who you've fucked with. I won't ask you and you don't ask me."
All the time that she was talking she was pumping on his penis. Her eyes were focused
on the head of it.
"How would you like to ride my cock?" he smiled. "You could slide down it now. It'll
slip into your pussy smoothly. It's all slick and nice."
She nodded. Then she straddled him. Grasping the cock she slowly let her pussy slip
over his penis shaft.
"Wow!" she panted as she felt the huge cock surge inside her.
"Fuck me," he begged, "fuck, baby, fuck.
That's it. Put your pussy in motion. Oh, sweetheart, grab it. Snap it."
"How do I snap it?" she asked as her bosoms jiggled as she rode his thrusting cock.
"You pull it with your pussy muscles and release it," he said, "that's what they call
snapping pussy, sweetheart."
He was really excited and so was she.
"Oh, baby," she said softly, "you don't know how good it feels to have you in me. Don't
ever take it out of me. I always want that big cock of yours fucking me."
This got him excited. He realized he had found a girl who thrilled to sex as much as he
did. He knew it was a difficult thing for so many women couldn't get this turned on.
She was a prize find.
"Fuck it, baby," he panted, "oh, baby, swing that hot ass."
Reaching back he gripped her ass cheeks and squeezed them. He loved the sight of her
bouncing breasts.
"Fuck it," he exclaimed, "fuck, baby, fuck. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. Oh, fuck me."
She looked at him and got so excited she felt herself juicing. At this point she realized
how easy it was for her to get excited.
"I'm cuming," she exclaimed. "Oh, Marvin, I made it."
Marvin enjoyed sliding in her slick pussy juices more than ever. And it triggered his
own climax.
"Oh, baby, I'm getting my rocks off," he panted. "I made it. Right on target together
with you."
His hot juices flooded her pussy. And she milked his creamy cock with her gripping
grasping vagina muscles.
"Fuck me," she gasped, "fuck, baby, fuck. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. That's how you do it.
Fuck it."
The enormous pleasure that she felt at this point was evidenced by the fact that she was
perspiring all over. Then she glanced down at her young lover and noticed he was
perspiring, too. They slipped back and forth in their own sweat. Bending over, she
kissed him. He kept his hands on her ass while she kissed. Looking at him she smiled.
"I know you," she said, "I know all about you. I know you're a real tiger."
"Oh, baby," he said, "why didn't we ball before?"
"Because I was a stupid fool," she said quietly, "but I'm not a fool any more."
She pulled off and as she did so once more the big Doberman pinscher came over to
sniff her pussy.
"He wants to lick you," Marvin laughed. "Let him lick it. It won't hurt you."
At this point Pamela felt so uninhibited and relaxed she lay on the bed and parted her
legs. The big dog got down there and sniffed at her snatch and licked.
"Beautiful." he smiled, "oh, baby, that's really something."
She observed that her young lover was getting a hard-on watching the dog lick her
pussy.
"Open your pussy lips and let him slip that nice long tongue of his in there, baby. It'll
be a lot of fun for you."
Enjoying it so much Pam did as she was told. Parting her pussy lips she let the dog's
huge tongue slip inside. It flipped back and forth, exciting her no end.
"Eat my pussy," she panted anxiously. "Ohh, ahhh, Tommy, lick me. Love me."
The big dog wagged his tail as he ate her pussy. She juiced again. As the sticky love
juice flowed, the dog lapped hungrily.
When he had finished he pulled his tongue out of her pussy and jumped off the bed
and went back to the side of the room and curled up. However, her young lover was
still jerking.
"Jerk it for me," he said, "sometimes I like to have it jacked off."
She realized that she enjoyed the bizarre act of the dog licking her more than anything.
She was still in a daze. Coming over to her, Marvin sat on the edge of the bed.
"Pull on it," he said, "I want you to pull it off. Watch it shoot."
She gripped his penis and began rhythmically pulling. It would be a novelty to see how
far he could shoot. She pulled vigorously and he smiled.
"Keep it up," he told her. "Oh, baby, that's what I want you to do."
All at once she brought him there.
"Oh, sweetheart," he smiled, "you're really doing it."
The hot cream splashed on his belly as he watched her finish him off.
She didn't take her hand off his pulsating penis until he had completed shooting.
"You did shoot pretty high, honey," she smiled at her young lover.
"Lick it off my belly," he grinned.
"All right," she said, bending over and letting her tongue lightly lick his belly. She got
all the creamy cum off it and then looked into his face.
"Are you satisfied?"
"More than I've ever been before," he said. "There was something about the way that
dog fucked you that really made my balls itch."
"Didn't you ever see a dog fuck a girl before?" she smiled.
"No, I haven't ever seen that," he admitted, "and it is a beautiful sight. I bet it would be
a fantastic feeling for you if he slid that big dog cock of his into your pussy."
"I'll tell you a secret," Pamela giggled. "Oh, no," he chuckled, "I think I know your
secret already. You've already done it with the dog. Is that right?"
"Yes," she said. "He was horny for me. I couldn't help it. But he's a blue blood."
"You've got papers on him?" he asked. "He's a real pure bred?"
"You bet we have," she said. "He comes from a long line of Doberman pinschers. And
his forbearers were born in Brussels."
"Well then you weren't just fucking with any dog," he chuckled.
"No," Pamela answered. "And I'm sure there's a difference. Not that I've done it with a
lot of dogs or anything, but there is something about the way Tommy fucks me that's
incredible."
"Why don't you let him fuck you now?" he suggested.
"Oh, I couldn't," she said, "we've had enough sex with each other tonight."
"Well next time I drop by, baby," he said, "I want to see that big dog stab his dog cock
into you. That would be a real treat."
She looked at him enticingly.
"You're beautiful," she said, "you really are, Marvin, and I will have sex with you again.
I was wrong about not letting you eat my pussy when you wanted to at the drive-in last
week."
"Thank you," he said. "I'm glad you feel that way. It bothered me that I made such a
fuss. But you were so gorgeous, baby, and that picture was so dull I thought I had to
eat your box."
"I don't know whether that's a compliment or not," she said. "Maybe the picture was so
miserable that my box seemed good."
"No, baby," he said, "you are something else. Every guy at school wants to fuck you,
Pam." Pam laughed.
"You're exaggerating, Marvin," she said. "You know that's not true."
"You should hear the guys in the gym talk about you," he said, "they all say they would
like to lay you."
"That's a great compliment," she said softly. "And it's so sweet of you to tell me about
it." A few moments more and Marvin left. But the urge to have sex with her big dog
Tommy didn't leave.
"Tommy," Pamela called softly to the dog. The dog understood and bounded over to
the bed.
"Tommy, love," she said quietly, "would you like to fuck me?"
She looked at the dog intently.
"Oh, baby, you would," she exclaimed as she looked between the big dog's legs and saw
his huge shaft.
She pulled on the head of his penis and then she lay back. Using the pillows once more
she positioned herself so the dog could stab into her. This time Tommy knew exactly
what to do. The huge dog cock stabbed in with hard strong thrusts.
"Fuck me, Tommy," she said, "oh, baby. Give it to me. Fuck me. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes.
Fuck me. Fuck me, baby."
The fantastic rapture that she felt as the big dog shoved his dick in and out of her pussy
surprised her. For she never knew he could get this excited. His rear end seemed to be
trembling and his dog tail was waving.
"Fuck it, Tommy," she begged, "way up there, boy. That's the way to do it."
As if he understood, the big dog pressed down hard with his front paws and rammed
forward with his huge cock. Suddenly he exploded. She squeezed, milking the juices
into her vagina.
"Ohhh, Tommy," she groaned as she patted the Doberman pinscher. "Oh, baby, fuck,
fuck me."
Her voice was trembling as the dog finished screwing her.
When he pulled out and some of his cum dripped on her body she looked longingly
after him.
"You're a lover," she smiled, "do you know that, baby?"
The dog looked into her eyes. He wanted to speak but he couldn't. But his eyes spoke
for him.
"Yes," she said, "you know it. I can tell by the way you look at me. Oh, Tommy, love,
we've got to fuck each other every so often. I wish I could have done more with you
tonight, baby."
She reached down to fondle the dog's balls and stroke his cock.
A little more juice emitted from the head of his shaft.
Just then she heard her father come in. She hurried back to the bed, and wiped some of
the dog cum off with the sheet.
When her father came in the room he immediately noticed something strange.
"What is that smell?" he asked.
"Smell?" she said. "Maybe it's my Chanel."
"It's not Chanel," he said, "it's a strange odor. I can't place it."
She was thankful he couldn't.
As he looked at her lying in bed with one bosom showing, he chided her.
"Pumpkin," he smiled, "I wish you would wear your nightie to bed. You'll tempt your
old man to want to play with you."
"It wouldn't hurt to play with my bosoms, daddy," she smiled.
Her father reached down and gently stroked her firm round breast.
"It would be hard to stop there," he said as he looked at her intently.


Chapter 3

At this point Pamela was eager for sex with her father. Reaching out she slowly
unzipped his fly.
"You shouldn't do that," he said nervously.
"I want to look at it, daddy. Just one peek won't hurt."
Reaching in she realized his penis was tangled up hopelessly in his shorts.
"Take your pants off, daddy," she insisted, "and let it all hang out."
"No," he said, turning away.
As he started to walk away from her, Pamela got out of the bed and followed him to the
door. She pressed her body against his. As he felt the warmth of her beautiful bosoms
he was tempted.
"Stop it," he objected, "don't push against me."
"Why not, daddy?" she said in an emotion-filled voice. "Can't you take it?"
He turned around swiftly and clasped her in his arms and kissed her passionately.
"Oh, baby," he said, "when I look at you like this you remind me of your mother. How
many times she used to come after me when I had to go to work. She would throw her
naked body at me and insist I get in bed with her. Oh, Pamela stop it. I can't go
through it again."
"Daddy," she said, "I can't help it. You've got me so worked up I want to have you fuck
me."
"Don't talk like that," he said.
"I feel it," she said, as she held him closely, "I feel it. I need you."
The huge male member pressed hard against her.
"Oh, sweetheart," she smiled, "fuck me." This was excitement he could not stand.
"All right," he said, as he took off his coat and tossed it on a nearby chair. Then he
unfastened his belt and sat down to pull off his shoes and his pants. When he stood
again she saw the shorts bulging with his huge penis. Going over to him she tugged on
the elastic waistband of his shorts and then she reached behind him and felt his ass
cheeks. Moving to the front she reached down to feel his penis.
"Oh, sweetheart," he smiled gently, "could I ever fuck you."
"Go right ahead, daddy," she said anxiously, "I want to feel you slipping it to me." She
pulled his shorts all the way down and he stepped out of them. Then they went over to
the bed. Pamela pulled him and he willingly accompanied her.
"Daddy," she said, "I'll suck it before you slip it in my pussy. Would you like that?"
"I'd love it," he said. "Your mother was a magnificent cock sucker. She knew just how
to do it, sweetheart. She sucked everything on me. Why don't we take a shower first?"
"All right, daddy," she agreed.
Together Pamela and her father, Frank, got in the shower. He adjusted the water
temperature so it was just right for them to enjoy the water splashing over their naked
bodies. Reaching for the soap he asked her to wash him off all over. Turning around
she immediately began washing his broad shoulders. When she got down to his hips he
insisted, "Slip that bar of soap between my ass crack. I want you to wash out my ass.
You can suck that later."
"I can do what?" his young daughter laughed.
"Baby," he said, "there's nothing that excites a man more than having his ass sucked.
And daddy will teach you all about it."
"All right," she said, "I guess I should wash it."
He loved her hands playing around his balls and his ass. And then he let the shower
water wash them off. She rinsed his legs off, too, and then he turned around.
Confronted with his enormous cock she let the bar of soap slip down the length of it.
"And the balls, too, sweetheart," he said. "I want you to lick them."
"Oh, daddy," she giggled coyly, "you really expect a lot."
"Yes, sweetheart," he said, "why not?"
"Yes," she laughed, "why not, daddy? And you can eat my pussy and lick my ass out,
too.
I believe in democratic sex."
"Sure, pumpkin," he smiled, "I'll be happy to accommodate you."
He washed her back and her behind. Then when she turned around he washed her
breasts playfully. Reaching down he slid the soap into her pussy.
"I'm not gonna fuck this soap bar," she laughed.
"You don't have to, honey," he told her. "Just let a little water run around there." The
shower spray washed her fur-trimmed triangle and then she parted the pussy lips to let
it wash her there, too.
"You're beautiful all over," her father said as he caught a glimpse of her pink pussy.
She clasped him and the water sprayed their bodies as they kissed.
When they had finished their shower they dried each other off and went back to the
bedroom.
"I will begin, sweetheart," he said, "by straddling your face."
"Daddy," Pamela giggled, "you are wild."
"So are you," he smiled. "You're an untamed lustful sex animal."
"Am I all that?" she laughed.
"You bet you are, baby," he assured her.
He went to work at this point.
"Oh, baby," he smiled, "you are too much." She enjoyed the sight of her father's behind
as he straddled her face. Reaching up she clasped his thighs. He lowered himself and
told her, "Stick your tongue out and lick it." She let her tongue slide all around his
tight anal opening.
"Eat my asshole," he begged her. "Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, lick. Lick it."
The hot tongue pumped vigorously in and out of her father's behind. He was playing
with his balls now with one hand while he pumped on his penis with the other.
"Suck ass," he panted, "suck ass. Oh, Pam, sweetheart, lick it."
Tommy, the big Doberman pinscher, came over to the bed and watched. He was
amazed to see how much activity went on on his mistress's bed.
"Don't you wish you were me?" her father asked the dog.
It seemed as if Tommy was replying when he wagged his tail.
"Suck ass," he panted, "stick it way up there. Jab it in there. I want to feel you tongue
fuck me good."
He was getting so hot that Pamela began worrying about his juicing. She didn't want
him to shoot his load any place but in her mouth.
Pulling her tongue out of his asshole, she demanded, "Give me your cock. I want to
suck it off."
"First the balls, baby," he said, as he swung his sweaty balls over her nose.
Opening her mouth she received both testicles. She licked them lightly.
"Oh, I like that," her father panted, "oh, baby. Does that ever feel good! Oh, yes, suck
my nuts."
He was stroking himself lightly now while she continued sucking on his balls.
However, the time had come for him to shoot his load.
"Now, baby," he smiled, "I'm gonna feed you daddy's cock. Open up."
She opened her mouth and let him slip it in, inch by inch. She kept her eyes open so
she could see the saliva-slickened pulsating penis pushing smoothly in and out of her
mouth.
"Suck it," he panted. "Oh, baby, suck that juicy cock. Now you're doing it. Ohhh,
ahhh, yes, yes, suck that cock. Suck it off. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes. Suck it. Suck
that cock. Ohhh, sweetheart, eat it."
The immense pleasure that she felt at this point continued.
"Ohhh," he groaned in delight. "Yes, baby, yes, suck my prick. Let me slip it down your
throat. Oh, baby, I'm gonna feed you cock like you've never been fed before."
All at once it seemed to Frank that he was having sex with his ex-wife Rosemary. No
longer did it seem as if he was doing it with his daughter. For they resembled each
'other so much that he could get lost in the lustful illusion. And as he pumped his cock
to her with vigorous movements he remembered very well how her mother sucked. He
remembered how much eating the sperm meant to her. And how she commented on
the flavor of his load.
"It's sweet," he told her, "it's like sugar, baby. Oh, honey, suck. Suck that juicy dick.
Suck it!"
She was going at it now vigorously. And he was more and more stimulated.
"Ohhh," he groaned, "eat it. Oh, baby, lick that dick. Suck it. Suck it off."
He couldn't take it much longer. The hot cream erupted in her mouth. She gulped
greedily, happy to accommodate him.
"Now you're eating cock," he smiled. "Oh, baby, that's the way you eat a man's prick.
Oh, suck it, suck it."
The hot splash of sperm bathed her mouth.
"Ohhh, sweetheart," he panted, "lick my juicy joy stick. That's how you do it. Suck it.
Suck that juicy cock. Eat it."
The excitement she felt at this passionate pleasure point continued.
"Ohhh," he groaned in delight, "that's how it's done, baby. Oh, sweetheart, what a cock
suck."
He pulled his penis from her mouth and bent over her. He kissed her lips and then he
moved to her bosoms and sucked on both of them. But he didn't stay there. He moved
down to her pussy to express his appreciation with his tongue slipping all around her
vagina. She loved the feel of her father's tongue lapping and licking away at her pussy.
"Eat my pussy, daddy," she begged. "Ohhh, let that tongue go in there. Eat my box."
She was frantic for him to make love to her now. And her voice betrayed her
excitement. Her father loved the fact that she was that turned on.
"Oh, baby," she told him, "you are too much."
She reached down to guide his head. She threw her legs over her father's shoulders as
he ate away at her pussy.
"Lick me quick, daddy," she exclaimed. "I can't stand it. Oh, I'm climbing the walls.
Oh, daddy, love me."
Her hands insistently gripped him. He loved the feeling of her fingers grasping at his
head.
"Eat my pussy," Pamela panted. "Eat it, daddy. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, suck me. Suck my
sweet snatch. Oh, daddy, love me, love me." Her frantic pleas were listened to. And her
father gave her sensations such as she never knew existed.
"Oh, daddy," she told him, "you don't know what you do to me."
As he went on licking inside the velvety walls of her vagina he focused his tongue
action on a whipping movement around her clit.
"Oh, eat me," she begged as she gushed. Frank was delighted to suck her snatch. He
remembered very well how much her mother loved having him eat her there.
"Every drop, daddy," she said, "it's love juice. Oh, daddy, lick my pussy."
When her father pulled his tongue out of her snatch, she looked down between his legs.
His cock was rigid and ready. It surprised her that he was getting a hard-on even
greater than her young lover Marvin.
"How do you do it, daddy?" she asked him.
"Guess it's pure instinct," he said. "I'm a sexy man. And when I have a gorgeous
beautiful girl like you spreading her legs for me there's only one thing I can do. Eat."
"I didn't mean that, daddy," she giggled. "I meant how do you get so hard so quick.
You just shot your gun. And you're hard again."
"It doesn't take long for my balls to build up another sperm load," he assured her.
"Do you want to fuck me, daddy?" she asked with little-girl innocence.
"Sweetheart," he told her, "there's one thing your mother used to love to do. I'd like to
try it on you if you'd let me."
"What's that, daddy?" she asked innocently. "Roll over, baby, and I'll explain," he
smiled. Pamela rolled over. She had no idea what her father had in mind. First he
straddled her. He let his hands wander down her back to her buttocks. And then he
caressed and kissed them. He moved farther down so he could lick them. "That feels
funny, daddy," she stammered. "Feels mighty good to me," he said, "pumpkin, I'll suck
and then I'll fuck."
Pamela arched up her buttocks so her father could gain easy access to her asshole with
his tongue. She loved the feel of his tongue as it stiffened.
"Fuck me, daddy," she begged, "fuck me."
Her father's throbbing penis was all too eager. He went into the bathroom and looked
for some Vaseline. Finding it he returned and uncapping the container, applied it to his
huge penis shaft.
"Baby, I'm gonna stick it in you," he said, "and you're gonna love every fucking inch of
it."
"All right, daddy," she said anxiously.
It didn't take him long to get the point of what she wanted. With her buttocks arched
up he slowly slid his cock into her.
"Fuck me," she begged, "fuck me, daddy."
Pamela got a big surprise as she felt the initial jolt of the huge cock as it slid past her
tight anal ring. She let out a howl of surprising pain.
"What are you doing to me?" she protested. "It hurts, daddy. Stop it. Stop fucking my
asshole."
"Hold on, pumpkin," he told her. "You'll like it in a minute. I'll guarantee you."
No matter what he said Pamela doubted it.
"It still hurts," she protested.
However, as her father continued stabbing his rock-hard cock in and out of her tight
twisting asshole, she discovered a new dimension of pleasure.
"How does it feel now?" he asked, after he noticed a silence for a moment.
"It feels good, daddy," she admitted.
"Beautiful," he told her, "beautiful."
He gripped her buttocks tightly and fucked vigorously.
"Oh, wow!" she panted, "does that ever feel good. Fuck me. Fuck me, daddy, I love it.
Fuck!"
Her father was delighted that she was enjoying herself.
"Twist, baby," he begged. "Oh, yes, sweetheart, that's how you do it. Fuck."
He determined to give her a fuck she would never forget. He was turned-on to the
pleasure his daughter was receiving through his actions.
"Ohhh," she groaned as she pumped backward and he stabbed forward.
"I want to feel it riding up my rectum, daddy," she cried out. "Yes, fuck me."
Frank was delighted that his daughter enjoyed it so much. And he determined he would
give her the wild action that would always make him want her. For he discovered that
she was so much like her mother used to be that he could enjoy himself as he never
dreamt he could again.
"Oh," he groaned, as he exploded, "I'm juicing. Oh, baby, grab my prick. Milk it."
Effectively using her sphincter muscle, she managed to milk her father's cock. He went
on shooting a steady stream of white cum up her asshole until his balls had completed
unloading.
"Oh, daddy," she smiled, "you really know how to ball."
"I know a thing or two about fucking, sweetheart," he assured her, "and we're gonna
make it every which way before you're through with it."


Chapter 4

The following day when Pam went to school something possessed her to see how many
boys she could turn on. There was one husky football player who always caught her eye
in her English class. She only wished that she sat closer to him. For she had to sit at the
back of the class and attempt to catch his eye.
Finally she did. And when he looked at her she stared at him.
When class was over he came over and talked to her.
"Hi, Randy," she smiled.
"You know, Pam," he said, "you shouldn't look at me like that. I got excited just staring
at your body."
"That's awful," she said, "you shouldn't be looking at me like that."
"You shouldn't be wearing those tight sweaters," he said. "A girl who's stacked like you
can be dangerous."
"What do you mean dangerous?"
"I mean this, baby," he teased. "A girl like you could make a guy go to great lengths to
have a good time with her."
"Do you want to have a good time with me?" she demanded.
"You know it," he assured her.
The more he talked to her the more excited he became to have something to do with
her.
"Maybe we can get together this weekend," he told her. "They've got a triple horror bill
at the drive-in."
"I love those horror movies," she said. "Especially when you have a nice back seat in
your car."
"I read you," he told her, "and I've got plenty to show you, baby."
Glancing down to his crotch, she nodded.
"I just bet you have, honey," she told him.
They made a date. And when Saturday night came her father was making a fuss.
"I don't like you going out with that character," he said. "I've heard about him. He got
a girl pregnant last year. Her father told me about it."
"Rumor, gossip," she snapped indignantly. "You shouldn't believe everything you hear."
"Oh, baby," he smiled, "maybe it's because I'm jealous."
"You want me to lead a normal life, don't you, daddy?" she smiled innocently.
"Sure I do, pumpkin," he told her, "but I figure that going out with Randy will mean
the end of a normal life. For he likes women too much."
"You do, too, daddy," she teased him. "You want to go to bed with me right now, don't
you?"
"That's not a bad idea, pumpkin," he agreed.
"Tell you what I'll do, daddy," she said. "When I return from my date with Randy I'll
let you have sex with me. All right?"
Frank was so eager for sex with his daughter that he relented.
"I guess so," he agreed reluctantly.
"Now, daddy," she smiled, "don't you get testy. You and I mean a lot to each other,
daddy. We always will."
"Yes, baby," he said.
As she went out to the movies that night with Randy she couldn't help thinking of her
father. It bothered her that he was all alone.
"Something's troubling you," Randy observed as they drove in to the movie.
"I know," she said.
"What is it?" he asked curiously.
"Oh, nothing, baby," she said, trying to distract her mind by glancing up at the monster
on the movie screen.
"Looks like it's gonna be a good movie," Randy smiled happily as he saw the monster
grabbing the little people.
"Makes me want to cuddle up close to you," she said. "I don't want the monster to
come after me."
"I'll protect you, baby," he assured her. "You snuggle up any way you want to."
Pressing her body next to his she pushed her bosoms against him. The moment Randy
felt her bosoms crushing against his chest he got a big erection. Glancing down at his
crotch she was so pleased that she patted him there.
"Don't do that," he said, "the gun might go off."
"That would be tragic," she said. "I want the gun to go off in my mouth. I want it to
shoot hot cream in there."
"You trying to tell me something?" he smiled.
"You bet I am," she smiled back at him. "I'm telling you I'd like to give you a blow
job."
"Baby, my cock is yours," he exclaimed.
She reached over and slowly unzipped his fly. Reaching in she fished for his penis.
"You've got a big banana there," she smiled as she pulled it out.
The more she looked at it the more eager she became to accommodate him sexually.
"Oh, baby," he smiled, "that really looks delicious."
Bending over he let his hand reach for her head as he guided her over his cock. He
wasn't looking at the movie screen now. He was too involved watching Pam lick his hot
penis.
"That's it," he enthused, "use your tongue, honey. Oh, baby, I'm almost there."
Pam pulled her mouth off his penis.
"We've just begun," she stammered, "don't stop now, sweetheart."
"I'm sorry," he told her frankly, "but when you get me so hot I can't stand it."
"Oh, baby," she said, "how I want it."
"Just give it a nice slow suck," he smiled at her.
She went back to his cock and pulled it to her mouth. Holding it she slowly slid her lips
over the shaft and sucked.
"Suck it," he begged, "suck my dick. Oh, baby, lick it. That's what I want you to do.
Suck it. Suck that cock off."
He was getting more and more excited every moment. Then she pulled her mouth off.
"Oh, Randy," she begged, "pull your pants off. Let it all hang out. I want to see your
cock and your balls and your ass, everything, baby."
"You're a wild one," Randy smiled as he unfastened his belt and pulled his pants and
shorts down together. Then she got her first view of his naked crotch. She thrilled to
the sight of his ass crack and his hairy balls. Grabbing his penis in her hand she let her
tongue lave all around his ass cheeks. Then she quickly slid her tongue in and out of
his tight behind.
"Suck my ass," he begged her, "come on, sweetheart, suck it. Eat my ass out."
She stabbed her tongue up his asshole and tongue fucked him good. Randy was so
excited now he was shaking with delight.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "you're beautiful. You know how to do it. Oh, suck it, suck it,
honey. Suck my dick."
She continued licking away at his cock. He was so excited now he was shaking.
"Eat it," he begged her, "eat my dick."
She pulled her tongue from his asshole and nibbled at his balls. Then she licked up to
the top of his shaft. Sliding her mouth swiftly over his cock she began giving him a
cock suck. She moved her mouth from the top of his penis to the base. All the time she
was playing with his balls and fingering his asshole. Randy was delighted and amazed at
the skill she displayed in cock sucking.
"Suck me," he begged her, "oh, baby, eat my prick. That's what I want you to do, suck
it off. Suck it, baby."
He was pleased that she was so willing to give him the erotic satisfaction that he
sought. Using both hands he guided her.
"Oh, baby, I'm gonna give you a nice creamy load," he promised her, "just keep
sucking. Just like that, honey. Now you're doing it. Keep it up. Oh, baby, eat my hot
dick."
Pamela was going after Randy's cock as if it were an ice cream cone. She would lick the
head of it and then lick the sides of it.
"Oh, wow!" he panted. "Baby, you're really doing it. Oh, love me."
She figured Randy might enjoy getting a finger shoved up his asshole. Slipping a finger
up his tight anal opening she stimulated him.
"Play with me," he panted, "finger fuck my ass. Oh, baby, suck that juicy cock. Now
you're doing it. Just like I like it. Eat it."
Randy shoved forward. His huge penis slid down her throat and he climaxed.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed. "Ohhh, ahhh, yes, Pam, baby, suck my juicy dick off."
The hot cream shot down her throat. She gulped greedily.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you're something else. You're really a super head job artist."
When she had finished devouring him she pulled her mouth off him.
"Tasted real good, Randy," she told him bluntly.
"That's nice to know, sweetheart," he assured her, "and any time you want to blow me
my pecker is yours to suck off."
"Randy," Pam said quietly, "do you eat pussy?"
"You bet I do, baby," he said as he got down below her.
He pulled her panties down as he threw up her mini skirt.
"Now, baby," he said, "let me have a good time. Just shove forward."
As she shoved forward he caught sight of her fur-trimmed triangle. And he let his
tongue lightly lash over it.
"Eat me," she begged passionately, "oh, yes, lover, eat my box. That's what I want you
to do. Eat my pussy, sweetheart."
Randy's long tongue whipped around inside of her. It didn't take him long to bring her
to a creamy climax.
"Oh, I'm juicing," she panted, "reach in with your tongue, love. Suck it. Suck my
pussy."
It didn't take Randy long to reach her. He enjoyed it so much he knew he had to shove
his big cock in there. Sitting up he explained to her, "When I get this worked up, baby,
I've got to get my rocks off. Would you like to have this big prick of mine slipping in
there?"
"Yes, yes, Randy," she exclaimed, "shove it to me, baby."
It didn't take Randy long to accommodate her request. Parting her legs gingerly he slid
his huge shaft into her. She clasped his shoulders and let her hands wander down to his
behind as he fucked vigorously.
"Yes, yes," she exclaimed anxiously, "that's what I want, baby. Fuck me. Now you're
doing it. Oh, wow!"
Randy was delighted and excited as Pamela gave him what he needed.
"Rub those big tits of yours across my chest," he said as he felt her hands gripping her
ass cheeks. "Oh, yes, baby, that's what I want. That's what I need."
The wild excitement that he felt as he fucked her, continued.
"Now, baby, now," he exclaimed anxiously. "Yes, yes, fuck me."
It wasn't going to be much longer before he got his gun off and she knew it. It was that
magic moment when the hot cream would bathe her vagina that she wanted.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you don't know how great it is to have you fucking me like
this."
"Why, Randy?" Pam asked, not understanding.
"Because a lot of women don't really want it," he exclaimed. "You do."
"My pussy's on fire for your cock," she smiled. "There's nothing I like better than to
have a guy shoving his big long dong into me."
She went on twisting her behind as Randy fucked. His hands reached down to grip her
behind. Now they were clutching at each other's ass as they worked hard to bring off
the climax.
"Beautiful, baby," he said. "You sure have good motion in your tail. Oh, yes, baby, keep
that up. That's what I want. Fuck it, baby, fuck."
It didn't take much longer before the hot cream erupted.
"Ohhh," he panted, "yes, baby, yes. That's what I want. Oh, honey, fuck."
When she had finished giving him the excitement he wanted, she smiled.
"Did I do it all right, Randy?" she asked as he pulled his huge cock out of her pussy.
"Best piece of tail I ever had," he smiled. "I want to introduce you to my brother."
"I would enjoy meeting your brother, Randy," she assured him.
"He shares his women with me," Randy explained, "and I promised him when I ran
into a chick who really knew how to make it I would give him an opportunity to stick
his dick in her, too."
"Certainly," she said, "that's what I call brotherly love."
As they sat there in the car and glanced out at the theater screen they could see a gory
monster carrying a head in each hand.
"That stuff is obscene," she said. "If there's anything I hate it's violence. I wish we could
watch people screwing instead."
"I don't want to watch nobody screwing," Randy chuckled, "I want to just get my own
kicks."
"Yes, baby," she said as she watched him slipping into his shorts rather shyly.
"You know, I think you were embarrassed to show it all to me," she smiled.
"I guess I was," Randy agreed.
"Randy," she said, "can I confide something in you?"
"Why sure, baby," he said.
"Randy," she said quietly, "what do you think of dog fuckers?"
"Why are you asking me that?" he demanded before he replied.
"Because I'm in love with my dog, Tommy," she smiled smugly.
"Have you fucked Tommy?" he demanded.
"Yes," she admitted.
"I don't know whether that's good for you to do or not," he told her.
"Tommy needs loving, too," she said.
"Did you suck Tommy's cock off?" he asked. "Not yet," she admitted.
"That's good," he told her, "I would hate to think that you licked the dog's dick before
you sucked mine."
"You aren't sophisticated at all," she said. "I don't know what you call it," he said, "but
I don't care to have sex with you any more."
"Randy," she cried, "that's no way for you to act. You've got your hang-ups. I have,
too."
"I'm not fucking any dog," he said. "And I don't intend to. I've read about people who
fuck with animals. There was a story about those sheepherders that were having sex
with those female sheep. Well, I'm not an animal fucker."
"So you put me in a crazy category," she wept bitterly. "I'm sorry I told you."
"So am I," Randy said. "I thought this was the beginning of a beautiful relationship."
"Oh, Randy, listen to reason," she begged. "Can't you understand? I just happened to
fall in love with Tommy."
"I don't understand at all," Randy said as he started the engine and backed up the car.
"Aren't we even gonna see the horror movies?" she objected.
"I've had enough horror for one day," he said. "That's about the most sickening thing
I've ever heard."
"Randy," she complained, "that's not nice of you."
"That's the way it is," he insisted.
He took her home and dropped her off. And when Pamela walked in the door her
father was waiting for her. He was very much concerned that she didn't do anything
she shouldn't with her boyfriend.
"How did it go, pumpkin?" he smiled.
"Oh, all right, daddy," she said quietly.
The Doberman pinscher, Tommy, came rushing over to greet her.
"Hi, Tommy," she said, patting the dog on the head.
The dog looked sad as he picked up on her wave length.
"Something's bothering you, baby," her father said.
"Yes, something is bothering me, daddy," she said, "but I'd rather not talk about it
tonight."
When she'd gone to bed her father strode naked into her bedroom and sat on the edge
of her bed.
"I wish you wouldn't come in here like that, daddy," she said.
"Why not, baby? Let it all hang out. That's what I'm gonna do from now on."
"Daddy," she said, "when I see your long cock there, I feel obligated to take care of you.
I feel so bad that mom left you."
"Sweetheart," her father explained, "maybe if what we did together is considered your
sex education, it isn't so bad. It's better than letting some good-for-nothing kid drive his
dick into you and give you kids."
"Oh, daddy," she said, "maybe we should look at it like that. I do need to know what
the score is, don't I, daddy?"
"You bet you do, baby," he said, "and that's what your daddy wants to do. Help you."
"Baby," he smiled at her, "let me tell you something. There isn't a reason in the world
that you and I can't have a good sexual relationship. You don't know anything about
sex compared to what you should. For example, would you know what I meant by
sixty-nine?"
"Why, no," she replied innocently. "Sixty-nine," her father smiled happily, "is just about
the most delightful way that a man and woman can make it. You haven't lived until
you've had it that way, baby."
"Tell me, daddy," she said eagerly, "what is it like to have sex sixty-nine style?"
"Baby, while you're licking my dick I'm eating your pussy."
"At the same time?" she asked excitedly. "That's right, pumpkin," he said. "It's a
wonderful way to make it."
"Beautiful," she said, "I am all for it." The two of them got on the bed and stretched
out. Her father explained how he liked it.
"Baby doll," he said, "I wish you'd give me an ass suck before you eat my cock. And I'll
lick your ass, too. It'll be a lot of fun for both of us."
"All right, daddy," she said with breathless anticipation.
Her father wasted no time in getting in there and working his tongue around her
behind.
"Eat it," he told her, "eat my ass out, baby. That's it. Slip your tongue back and forth.
Flip-flop it. Oh, yes, honey. Then stiffen it and stab it up my asshole. Don't be bashful."
Pamela did as she was told. Her tongue lashed all around her father's buttocks. She
could tell he was excited when his ass muscles began wiggling. Then stiffening her
tongue she parted his ass crack and stabbed it up there.
When she was tongue fucking his asshole at a good tempo she could see how excited it
made him.
"Eat my ass out," he begged, "oh, baby, just like I'm doing yours."
Pam didn't think that was fair for him to say. For he had a longer tongue and he could
dip farther up her rectum than she could his. Nevertheless, she did her very best to
please him.
"Play with the balls and the cock while you're eating ass," he advised.
She reached for his penis and gently tugged on it while she ate out his ass. He went on
giving her the tongue treatment in her asshole. And at the same time he fingered her
snatch.
"Keep it up," she begged, "oh yes, yes, daddy. I love it when you finger my pussy and
eat my behind."
The two of them were unashamedly making love now. And Pamela could quickly see
that the more excitement he generated in her loins, the more eager she became to
satisfy his carnal lusts.
"Oh, daddy," she exclaimed, "eat my pussy."
Her father pulled his tongue from her asshole and went to work in her vagina. Slipping
it in in darting movements he used his tongue as if it were a penis. She was so excited
now she was shaking.
"Eat my pussy," she panted, "lick it, daddy. Stick it way in there."
He was becoming disturbed as his daughter was missing the essence of the sixty-nine
sex action. It was vital that she suck his cock at the same instant that he was eating her
pussy.
Pulling his tongue from her vagina he explained it to her.
"Baby doll," he said, "we're not doing a good sixty-nine at all. You are supposed to suck
on my cock while I'm sucking on your pussy. It's supposed to be simultaneous."
"What's simultaneous, daddy?" she asked curiously.
"Don't they teach you anything at school any more?" he demanded.
"Well, they're not gonna teach me how to sixty-nine my daddy," she giggled innocently.
"I don't mean that," he said. "I mean the word simultaneous."
She laughed.
"All right, daddy," she said, "I'll go back and start licking your dick."
Gripping his mammoth male member she let her tongue sweep up to the head of it.
And then she bowed over and started sucking vigorously. Her father loved it when he
felt his penis head rubbing against the back of her throat.
"Now you're doing it, baby," he panted. "That's it. You're really letting me deep throat
fuck you. Oh, I love to ram it down there. Doesn't it feel good to have my balls
bouncing on your chin?"
Pamela nodded. However, she couldn't reply for her mouth was full of cock.
"Suck it," he panted, "suck my juicy joy stick. That's it, baby, suck it."
He had become so excited that he had forgot his rules. And Pamela pulled her mouth
off his penis to remind him.
"Daddy," she objected, "you're not doing what you're supposed to. Get working the
way you told me."


Chapter 5
After Pamela and her father had reached climax, they both enjoyed sucking each other
off at the same time.
"Oh, baby," he panted as he pulled his tongue from her vagina, "did you ever taste
sweet."
"Daddy," she admitted, "you were delicious, too."
He looked at her adoringly but then got disturbed for he observed once more that her
big dog Tommy was standing near the bed waiting to get his licks in.
"Honey," he said, "that dog. Is there something wrong with him?"
"He's a man," she explained.
"I suppose we haven't given him an opportunity to get his rocks off," he admitted.
"That's true, daddy," she said. "Would you like to see him lick my pussy?"
"Why, Pamela," he said, "I bought that dog to protect you. Don't tell me you need
somebody to protect you from the dog."
"It's true, daddy," she said, "I guess I'm just irresistible."
"You must be, pumpkin," he said, "does that dog really want to fuck you?"
"Yes, daddy," she said, "the dog is dying to have me."
It was obvious from the way Tommy was wagging his tail that he wanted some action.
Pamela spread her legs and massaged her moistening pussy.
"Come up here, lover," she told Tommy. Tommy bounced up on the bed. Soon his
head was over her snatch and then he was licking. His tail was wagging and her father
flipped out.
"Damned, if he isn't a pussy eating dog," he laughed.
"Feels good the way he does it, daddy," she said. "He has a good tongue movement."
"I can see that, baby," he admitted.
He was so excited now it was amusing. His hot tongue continued lashing all around her
there.
"Eat me," she told Tommy, "eat me, boy. Oh, honey. Eat my pussy."
The dog's tail went on wagging and when she juiced he licked quickly. His darting
tongue movements excited her.
"Oh, Tommy," she groaned in a passionate frenzy, "eat my box, baby. Ahhh, ohhh, yes,
yes."
The big dog suddenly withdrew his tongue and she laughed.
"You see, daddy," she said, "I am learning about life."
"I see you are," he admitted.
"Daddy, do you think it's sick for me to want to have sex with a dog?" she asked
honestly.
"Not if you both enjoy it," her father said. "And one is not forcing the other. Tommy
didn't force you to have sex with him, did he?"
"No," she replied, shaking her head innocently. "And I didn't force him. So I guess it's
all right."
"But the important thing," her father told her emphatically, "is that you do it in the
privacy of your own bedroom. For if you did it in public I'm sure some people would
find it offensive."
"That's true, daddy," she admitted.
It was not a difficult thing for her to see the situation that she was in. At the same time
it bothered her. For she wanted to do what was right.
"Daddy," she said, "do you really think that I'm a bad girl?"
"No, sweetheart," he said, "just don't tell anybody about it. They wouldn't understand
like I do."
"You're a real understanding father," she said. "I don't know what I'd do without you."
"The same goes for you, darling," he said. "I don't know what I'd do without your
loving. I've needed this for a long long time."
It was obvious to Pamela that her father appreciated having sex with her. And she was
only happy to supply his body with the thrills that his nature required.
"Would you care if I had anything to do with anybody at school?" she said innocently.
"You bet your ass I would," he said. "I do have a few moral scruples left. What we do is
based on love, dear. And what you would do with some kid at school wouldn't have
anything to do with love. Do you understand?"
"I guess so," she said nonchalantly.
"Baby," he smiled, "be loyal to me. And to Tommy, too."
"Just the three of us," she said, "Three Musketeers."
"Yes," her father replied, "one for all and all for one."
"Daddy," she smiled, "do you think we could do a double fuck?"
"What do you mean?" Frank asked his daughter, puzzled by her question.
"I was just thinking," she said, "if Tommy fucked my pussy you could straddle my face
and slip me your cock. Then I could take you both on at the same time."
Her father was stunned by her proposal. "Where do you get ideas like that?" he asked
his beautiful young daughter.
"I guess I'm just a creative fucker," she giggled. "I'm taking a creative cooking class at
school. And the teacher tells us to come up with all kinds of new ideas. Why don't
people do the same thing when they're fucking?"
"You're a genius," her father said happily. "That's true. Why should people deny
themselves anything? If you enjoy it you should go right ahead."
It was becoming more and more evident to her that her father had her best interest in
his mind.
"If that would make you happy," he told her, "it would make me happy, too. I always
enjoy watching wild fucking going on. If I watch in the mirrors over there and see that
big dog dick of Tommy's shoving in you and watch myself feeding you my cock, I'm
sure I would derive a lot of pleasure out of it."
"Sure you would, daddy," she said happily. "We can have a real good time."
It was getting her happy indeed that her father looked at it like this.
"Daddy," she said innocently, "let me tell you something. Ever since we first had sex,
Tommy has been turned on with me, too. Maybe he instinctively understood that I was
a woman who knew what was happening sexually. Dogs pick up on vibrations they
say."
"Maybe so, baby," he admitted.
She was eager now to go along with her father's request. She wanted to give him a good
time.
"You lie in the middle of the bed," he smiled, "and prop your ass up on the pillows.
Then that dog can get good thrust."
"Good thrust is important for a good fuck, isn't it, daddy?" she smiled.
"You bet it is," he told her. "You've got to aim right. And when you have a woman who
loves it like you do, it's twice as much fun."
"That was like mom, wasn't it?" she said, sadly reminiscing about her mother Rosemary
who had run off with a gigolo lover.
"That was just like your mom," he admitted. "She was forever trying to get men
involved with her. But let's not talk or think about her, pumpkin. It's you and me and
Tommy."
"Right, daddy," she smiled as she propped her buttocks up on the pillows and called for
Tommy to come over to the bed. The dog didn't immediately respond as he had
enjoyed himself getting his pussy eating action.
"Come over here, Tommy," she insisted as she patted the bed. "Come on, boy, get up
here."
Finally Tommy got up on the bed. Then she gave the big dog a chance to fuck her.
However, she realized she would have to reach down and jerk his cock for a while to
prepare him. Reaching down she pulled on his penis. It sprung to life.
"One thing I would enjoy seeing," her father said, "is for you to lick his dick sometime.
But I don't want you to do it right now. Right now I want you to eat mine."
"All right, daddy," she agreed.
When she got Tommy's cock hard again, Pamela guided him into her pussy. Her father
was smiling now. He decided that he would approach her in the backwards fashion as
he straddled her face. He wanted to watch Tommy giving it to her.
"Daddy, this is a hard angle for me to suck your cock," she complained.
"You'll get used to it," he assured her. "Don't let Tommy shoot his load before I get
mine off. Let's try to cum together."
"I'll do my best," she said. "But I don't know how excited he's gonna get."
"Judging from the way he is shoving it," her father said, "he's gonna get really excited
quick."
Her father straddled her face and she reached up and patted his ass cheeks. Then he
guided his cock into her mouth. She accepted him and enjoyed the sensation of having
the dog's penis slipping into her pussy while her father's cock shoved into her mouth.
"Fuck it, sweetheart," he said, "that's the way to do it. Oh, baby, that's wild. Eat it. Eat
my dick. Now you're doing it. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. That's what I want. Oh,
sweetheart, love me."
The passionate frenzy that his daughter had gone into at this point really got him
excited.
"Oh, baby," he exclaimed, "that's the way to do it. Lick it. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. Oh,
sweetheart, that's the way I like it."
The super sensations that he felt surging through him now as he rammed his cock
down his daughter's throat had him almost climaxing.
"Eat me," he cried excitedly, "ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, Pam. Lick my dick. Oh, baby,
you're gonna have my joy stick shooting in a minute."
All at once his big cock exploded. As the creamy sperm shot down her throat she
gulped. A second later Tommy got his gun off. She loved the sensation of having two
penises shooting into her at the same time. The warm glow of the sperm loads shooting
into her had her trembling with passionate excitement.
"Oh, baby," her father panted as he pumped his cock down her throat and watched his
balls bounce on her chin, "eat me. Get every drop of it. That's the way to do it. Ohhh,
ahhh, yes, yes."
The wild frenzy that she felt by the time Tommy pulled out of her pussy and her father
slid his dick out of her mouth, was almost more than she could take. For she rolled
over and over on the bed and worried her father. Tommy even became concerned as he
stood there poised and worrying.
"What are you doing that for?" her father demanded.
"I'm in sexual ecstasy," she explained. "Oh, daddy, the waves of lust are sweeping over
me."
"Are you sure you're not flipping out?" he asked her.
"No, daddy," she smiled, "I'm happy. I'm real happy."
"I'm glad you are, baby," he said, "that's the only reason I've had sex with you. You've
had so much misery in your life I figured you need some joy."
"Daddy," she said, "I want to ask you something."
"Yes, pumpkin," he smiled at her.
"Daddy," she smiled, "was momma better than me?"
Her father's mind raced back to his first sexual experiences with Rosemary. He knew
that her mother was superior at it. He recognized Rosemary's capacity for taking on
men would go way past his daughter's. However, he didn't want to disappoint her.
"You're better, baby," he said lovingly.
"Oh, daddy, you don't know how happy that makes me," she said. "Kiss me. Please,
daddy, kiss me."
Frank sat on the edge of the bed and drew his daughter close to him.
"I love you, baby," he smiled and then he pressed his lips on her mouth.
The two of them were happy now. For they recognized one thing as they had never
recognized it before. They needed each other.
"Daddy," she said, "try not to get jealous of me. When I'm an older girl I know I'll find
a lover. Maybe I'll marry him and maybe I won't. But I've got to have some sexual
adventures. I don't want to wind up an old maid."
"You'll never wind up an old maid," he assured her.
"I hope not, daddy," she said innocently.
Frank looked at his daughter and he wished he could tell her the truth. He wished he
could tell her that the sexual frenzies that raced through her mind and body would
cause her torment and trouble. However, he wanted to shield her from that knowledge.
If she could be happy in the illusion that she was just like any other girl he figured he
could keep her from knowing misery and pain.
"Tommy loves you, too," he said, as he patted the bed and the big dog bounded over
and joined them.
"Yes, he does, daddy," she said, "and that means an awful lot to me."
The following day her relationship with Tommy troubled her. For when Mr. Blair
began discussing sexual variations in the sex education course in high school, he
mentioned animal sex.
"There are weird women in our society," the teacher began, "who cannot be satisfied
unless they are performing in a rather perverse man ft her.
"What's perverse, Mr. Blair?" a little girl in the front row asked.
"Something that is twisted and perverted," he said.
Something compelled her to ask him what perverse meant.
"Pamela," the teacher replied, "perverse means something that is perverted. Sick."
"Could you give me an illustration, Mr. Blair?" she asked, still quite innocent.
"Why of course I could," he said. "There are women who enjoy having sex relations
with an animal. Such as a dog."
"Oh," she gulped nervously, sorry she'd ever brought the question up.
"You see," he explained, "a dog is a sympathetic creature. And sometimes when a
woman is alone and doesn't have anyone else to satisfy her normal carnal lusts, she falls
into the trap of thinking the animal can provide the satisfaction that she seeks."
It bothered her just hearing him talk that way.
"What are these women like?" she said, as she pursued a dangerous trail of questioning.
"They're sick," he explained, "and they need help. However, in our society so much
embarrassment sets in over these sexual problems that most women would never reveal
the truth to a clinical sexologist who might be able to help them."
"That's too bad," she said.
"It certainly is," he told her.
The class bell rang and she was glad. She couldn't take any more knowledge on that
score. For she was tormented by the truth about her own strange passions.
At the next class she sat next to a boy that she instantly liked. He was a new boy at the
school and he promptly introduced himself.
"Hi, there, beautiful," he smiled, "I'm Gary, what's your name?"
"Pamela," she smiled. "I'm please to meet you Gary."
"This is a nice school," he said. "Everybody's real friendly."
"Yes, it is a nice place, Gary," she said. "Where do you come from?"
"Carter High School," he told her.
"Oh, Carter," she said knowingly, "I had a couple friends who went there. It's a real
nice school."
"Pam," he said, "what are you doing this coming Saturday night?"
"Oh, nothing, just staying home with daddy and Tommy," she smiled.
"Who's Tommy?" he asked. "Your brother?"
"My dog," she smiled.
"Oh, that's nice," he said, "but do people always give their dogs names just like
people?"
"Tommy's just like a person," she smiled. "He really is. You should see him. He's the
most wonderful Doberman pinscher in the world. We have papers on him."
"That's nice," he told her. "My dad bought me a nice Mustang convertible. A '65
Mustang.
And I fixed it up with new wheels."
"Wonderful, Gary," she said, "I like going places."
"So do I," Gary said happily. "I'm glad to find a traveling girl."
"Where would we go next Saturday night?" she asked him.
"There's gonna be a rock concert," he said, "and I thought maybe you would enjoy
getting some culture."
"Marvelous," she said, "who's playing?"
"The Garbage Can Splendor," he smiled enthusiastically.
"I've heard of them," she said. "They're real big."
"They sure are," he said, "the Garbage Can Splendor has been breaking records all
over."
"I'll ask my father if it's all right," she said, "but I'm sure he wouldn't think anything
wrong about me going to something that nice."
"He'd be real happy to have you go with me," Gary winked as he left her in the hallway
after class that day.


Chapter 6

Pamela got home from school that day and Tommy bounded over to greet her. She
patted him on the head and laughed.
"Tommy," she smiled, "I've got a date with a dream."
Just then her father came in.
"What's this about a date with a dream?" he smiled.
Inside Frank wasn't smiling. For he was becoming intensely jealous as he thought of his
daughter going out with anybody.
"A new fellow at school, daddy," she said, "and he wants to take me to a concert. The
Garbage Can Splendor is putting on a big rock festival this weekend."
"I suppose I shouldn't hold you back from it, baby," he said, "but I don't know if it's
good for you to be going out with a lot of these young punks."
"Don't worry, daddy," she told him, "it'll be all right."
"As long as they don't smoke grass," he told her.
"Grass is what you walk on," she laughed, "you don't smoke it."
"From what I've heard about those kids at those rock concerts," her father insisted,
"they do smoke the grass."
She realized her father was jealous. Then she thought she'd try another approach.
"I've got to have some culture," she explained, "and the Garbage Can Splendor is really
bringing culture to the kids."
"I can imagine," her father said, "they teach them the drug culture from what I've
heard."
"Daddy, you're so negative," she said. "You know I quit smoking the weed ages ago."
Recognizing that her father would never be convinced it was a good idea for her to have
a date with anyone else, she didn't pursue the subject further. However, when Saturday
night rolled around, her young lover Gary showed up at the door promptly at six-thirty.
"Hi, Gary," she smiled, "won't you come in and meet my daddy and Tommy."
The beautiful Doberman pinscher bounded to the door and looked up at Gary.
"He looks menacing," Gary said grimly. "Oh, don't worry about Tommy," she said,
"he's real friendly once he gets to know you."
"That's just it," Gary chuckled, "he doesn't know me."
"Hi, Gary," her father smiled. "I hear you're gonna take my little girl to a nice concert
tonight."
"Oh, yes," Gary said enthusiastically, "the Garbage Can Splendor is really something. I
had an awful time getting tickets."
"I want you to have a good time, Gary," her father smiled, "however, I also want you to
be careful. You know what I mean."
"I've given it all up," Gary said, "I used to be hooked on heroin. But I gave that up."
"That's good," her father said, "kids do a lot of things they shouldn't when they're
under drugs."
"You know it," he said. "I sure did. Like that armed robbery I got trapped in. I sure was
lucky that the judge was lenient. She gave us a suspended sentence and sent us to a
head shrink. He told us to be good boys and not get involved with any more crime and
everything would be okay. It was really neato."
"You don't act very repentant about it," Frank observed.
"Well, mom made a bundle writing a story about it for a magazine," he explained. "If I
hadn't gotten involved mom wouldn't have made the money writing that story."
"I see," Frank said raising an eyebrow and going back to the television.
It didn't take Pamela long to get dressed. Then she and Gary told Frank good night and
together they left for the rock shindig.
On the way to the rock festival it was obvious to Pam that Gary had sex on his mind.
For he couldn't keep his hands off her.
"Gary," she complained, "you shouldn't be doing that."
"I can't help it," he said. "Anybody that gets within a radius of ten feet of you wants to
screw you."
"Gary," she said, "don't compliment me like that."
"It's the truth," he said, "I'm not feeding you a line of bull-crap, baby. I mean a guy
really wants to get his rocks off when he looks at you. I mean those knockers alone give
me orgasms."
"You speak rather boldly, Gary," she said.
"I guess I do," he admitted.
"Gary," she smiled, "do you want to screw me?"
"In the worst way," he said.
"Which means most?" she asked. "Going to hear the Garbage Can Splendor or fucking
me?"
"I'd give my left nut to fuck you, baby," he said honestly. "What do I care about those
rock guys. Let's level, baby. I want to fuck you. Why don't we go to a motel and make
it?"
"We're too young to go to a motel, Gary," she said.
"I know a place they'll let kids fuck," he said. "They charge ten bucks extra but it's
worth it."
"All right," she said innocently, "but I am not very knowledgeable in matters of sex."
"I'll teach you, baby," he said. "They tell me I'm a real good teacher."
"I'll just bet you are, Gary," she smiled at him.
The more she talked to him the more excited she became. There was one thing she
wanted. To know him sexually. She wanted to see his long cock. And she was eager to
show him what she could do with her talented tongue. She was certain that Gary had
not experienced all of the adventures that she could give him. However, she wanted to
keep it secret. She wanted to play it innocent and surprise him with her knowledge.
Gary was thinking the same thoughts. For he knew he had scored plenty of times and
knew all about sex. It was his desire to give her action such as she dreamt about.
"Oh, baby," Gary smiled, "just let me look at those tits. Why don't you take your
blouse off and let me look at those bosoms?"
"Out here?" she laughed. "Why, Gary, I couldn't do a thing like that."
"Yes, you could, baby," he insisted, "please."
"Oh, sweetheart," she smiled, "that wouldn't be fair."
She was getting so excited now that she could hardly stand it. She knew that Gary
wanted to ball her. And she was eager to give him every bit of sexual satisfaction.
However, she calculated that the best thing to do was to keep him waiting.
"Oh, baby," she told him, "maybe we should go to hear the Garbage Can Splendor. I
wanted to advance in culture. I don't know anywhere near enough about good music."
"We'll make sweet music on a mattress," he told her, "and I can't wait to have you
alone. Wait'll you see those fuck motels, baby. They've got color fuck films. You can
watch people fucking while you're fucking. Oh, sweetheart, you'd love it. I mean, you'd
really dig it."
"Maybe I would," she admitted.
The whole idea appealed to her. She was determined that she would know everything
sexually she could. She didn't think it was fair for her father to try to contain her sexual
activity. And she vowed that she would have her own sexual adventures.
At this point she was eager for Gary to turn off the freeway and go to the motel he'd
mentioned. She was curious to know what the place would be like. She didn't have long
to wait for a couple more turns and he found the place.
"Here it is," he smiled, "the motel. Won't it be great, baby?"
A garish neon sign flashed off and on, "Color TV, Adult Movies and Water Beds." She
got the point quickly.
"I'll park in the back, sweetheart," he said, "and you just keep your motor running until
I return."
He parked in a remote corner of the motel so no one could see her. He was afraid they
would turn him in if they realized what a young girl he had with him. Even though he
was only a year-older he figured he should take every precaution.
When he got to the manager's office he knew the routine. The manager charged him
ten bucks more than the thirty dollars for the room. But Gary figured it was worth it.
He knew he would enjoy rocking with her on a mattress more than he would enjoy
listening to the rock festival performing.
Going back to his car, he showed her to the room. When she walked in and saw the
huge king-size bed, her heart did a flip-flop.
"We're gonna get to roll all over that?" she smiled happily.
"You bet your ass, baby," he told her. "And you're gonna love it."
It didn't take Gary long to get out of his clothes. Unfastening his belt he slid out of his
pants and proudly displayed his shorts bulging with his penis.
"You sure got a big prick," she commented. "You bet I have," he smiled proudly. "Six
and a half good inches of cock meat."
He pulled off his shorts before he took off his shirt. It did look comical to see him
standing there with his shirt on and his huge penis.
"Look at it," he smiled proudly, "and it's all for you, baby. Every fabulous inch of it."
"Oh, baby," she enthused, "I can hardly wait to give you a good time."
She went over to him and gripped his penis. She massaged it and played with his balls.
"Sweetheart," she smiled, "I'll get undressed in a minute. Then we'll have a real good
time." She was just as excited as he was for a good time. And when he saw her
removing her clothes quickly he had an idea that Pamela might not be quite as
innocent as he thought she was. When he saw her beautiful breasts before his eyes he
knew he had to ball her.
"Hey, baby," he laughed, "is that ever beautiful."
He could hardly take his eyes off her. For he recognized she had plenty of beauty to her
body. When she peeled off her panties and took her bra she stood before him, naked
and proud. Massaging her bosoms for him she smiled.
"How do you like these, honey?"
"Oh, they're good licking," he said. "And, baby, I'm just the man to do it."
The excitement that he felt at this point increased. For he knew what he had to do. He
had to get his cock into her. He wanted to explore every crevice of her body. He wanted
to feel it, to suck it, to lick it, to fuck her. He was out of his mind to have her.
"Gary, would you say I'm beautiful?" she asked like a small girl.
"I'd say you're sucking good, honey," he said. "I'm gonna put my tongue in you and eat
you." Gary came over to her now and took her in his arms. He put her on the king-size
bed. He didn't bother to pull back the bedspread. Lust was driving him on. Then he
turned on the television. All at once there was a fantastic close-up of a black man
having sex with a white woman. The huge black cock was driving with piston-like
movements into her pussy. Her clasping, grasping pussy gripped the huge black penis
as the black man fucked vigorously.
"Look at that black pecker go," he smiled. "She really likes black meat. Oh, wow!"
The enormous black penis was pumping into her.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "that's wild. Fuck, baby, fuck."
His great black cock was turning her on more and more. The woman was wrapping her
legs and arms around the black man who was savagely fucking her. The camera got
closer and showed his ass muscles as he fucked.
"Baby doll," he said, "that really makes my balls itch. Oh, I've got to give it to you."
She was as excited as he was now.
"Oh, honey," she said, "let me lick you all over. I want to work you over with my
tongue." At that point Gary was really turned on. The very next moment another
picture flashed across the television screen. It depicted a woman with her mouth at a
man's crotch. Clasping his ass cheeks she was letting her tongue whip around his
asshole. That got Gary more turned on.
"Oh, I wish you'd eat my ass," he said, "that would drive me out of my mind."
"I don't know whether I could or not, Gary," she said. "I didn't know that was included
in my assignment."
He laughed. "This is a fucking school assignment," he said. "It's balling homework, real
wild raw sex."
"Gary," she said, "you're so horny."
"You know it, sweetheart," he told her. "I've really got to have it. Now I'll spread my
legs and you get down there and start eating out my ass."
Gary rocked his buttocks in a tempo and spread wide for her.
She got in there and gripping his ass cheeks she massaged him gingerly.
"Oh, honey," he smiled, "that's beautiful. That's what I want you to do."
He was so excited now he could hardly stand it.
"Sweetheart," he told her, "I want you to eat it. Don't be bashful. Let your tongue lash
all around there."
Her hot tongue surged around his ass cheeks. He was getting more and more excited
every moment.
"Lick me," he begged her, "hurry up, baby, lick me."
As the hot tongue continued lapping all around his buttocks he was so stimulated he
was trembling.
"Eat my ass," he begged her. "Oh, baby, that's the way to do it. Lick my asshole."
The hot tongue surged up Gary's asshole.
And the boy nearly flipped out. He reached for the sheets and clutched them and
wadded them up in his hands as the sexual ecstasy swept over him.
"Oh, I've never had anything like it," the young boy panted happily. "Oh, baby, what a
tongue. You really know what to do."
The action was doubly exciting. For he was watching a gal ass fuck. A beautiful blonde
girl while he was getting his own ass sucked, was doing it on the screen.
"Eat me," he panted eagerly, "eat me. Ohh, ahhh, yes, yes, eat my asshole."
She wouldn't stop now for anything. She continued letting her tongue stab up his
asshole as she reached for his cock and began jacking him off.
"Yes, yes, baby," he gasped happily. "Jerk it. Jerk my dick while you suck off my ass."
The sexual fires that had burned in her body before were burning again. Only this time
she felt it was right. For she was having sex with someone her own age. She was
delighted that she could convince Gary at first she was innocent. However, as she
energetically worked her tongue in and out of her asshole, she realized he wouldn't
think she was innocent any more. But it didn't matter to her now. The only thing that
did matter was her desire to bring him lustful pleasure.
"Ohhh," he gasped. "Oh, baby, that's what I want you to do. Love me, lick me. Ohh,
ahh, yes, yes, that's the way."
Reaching down, Gary guided her head over his ass.
"Eat it," he begged, "eat it. Oh, baby, that's great. Doesn't that taste good?"
As she was finishing eating out his ass, he realized she had better get to the top of his
cock and quick.
"Get up there and lick it," he exclaimed. "Go ahead, baby, lick it."
She grabbed his cock and wasted no time. Putting her mouth around it she began
sucking. It got him so excited he was shaking.
"Oh, baby," he groaned in a passionate frenzy, "you sure know how to eat my meat.
Suck it. Suck my cock, baby, suck it, suck my dick."
She pulled his penis to her mouth and sucked vigorously on it. It got him so excited he
could hardly stand it.
"Oh, honey," he smiled, "I love it when you move your mouth that way. Up and down.
Go from the top to the base of it. Now you're doing it. That's just what I want. Ohh,
ahh, I can't stand it. Love me. Oh, baby, eat me, sweetheart."
She was doing her thing now and he was flipping out because of her activity.
"Oh, suck me," he begged, "suck my prick. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, eat my dick."
It wasn't going to be much longer until the hot cream exploded. This was what she
wanted. However, she hoped that he would give her some warning. For she wanted to
make sure that he wasn't slipping his cock down her throat so she could get it in her
mouth.
"Oh, baby," he groaned, "it won't be much longer."
She knew it wouldn't. For he was starting to juice. Pulling back on his penis so she
could get the end of the shaft in her mouth and suck the juice out, she felt him flooding
at last. The creamy hot sperm tasted thick and delicious to her.
"Eat it," he panted, "eat every drop of it. Ohhh, baby, suck me, suck, suck, suck!"
She didn't pull her mouth off his penis until she had finished. Then she did and looked
up at him with a gratified expression on her face.
"You're fantastic," she said, "I enjoyed that so much."
"So did I," he assured her. "Now swing your hips around here, honey, and let me stick
my tongue in your twat. I'm dying to eat your pussy."
This was Pamela's chance to find out if different men would love her differently. She
was eager to see how his tongue would slide into her. Swinging her hips around she
pushed her muff in his mouth.
"Lick me quick," she said, "I've got to be loved by you, baby."
Her young lover's hot tongue invaded her. And soon he was giving her a fantastic time.
"Give it to me," he exclaimed, "give it to me." She pushed harder and he buried his
nose in her vagina as his hot tongue swept around the velvety walls of her pussy. She
moved this way and that as she felt his tongue making darting quick movements.
"Just like that," she begged. "Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. Keep that up. I love that. Oh, baby,
love me."
The sensational pleasure that she felt in her torrid pussy zone accelerated now. She was
panting now as his hot tongue continued searching inside her.
"Love me," she begged. "Oh, baby, keep lapping inside my twat."
His licking, sucking action continued. She know that she would gush when he went to
work on her clit.
"Keep that up," she begged. "Yes. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, do it."
The excitement she was feeling now as she juiced in his face increased as she saw how
much he enjoyed eating her pussy.
"Eat me," she begged frantically, "ohhh, ahh, yes, yes, baby, eat me."
It was his pleasure to eat her pussy and while he did so he slid a finger up her asshole.
"Ohhh, baby," she panted as she pumped her hips up and down over his face, "eat my
sticky pussy."
He continued playing in her pussy, his tongue enjoying every moment of it.
She was panting for air when he finished. Finally she pulled herself from him and lay
down on the bed. She looked at the screen and saw a dog having sex with a woman.
Her young lover looked at the screen, too.
"Doesn't that look sexy?" she smiled.
"What?"
"That dog fucking that woman," she explained.
"I don't find that sexy," he shrugged. "I think it's dirty and disgusting."
"What if I told you I was a dog fucker?" she said tightly.
"I'd tell you I wouldn't fuck you again," he said. "I don't believe in screwing around
with chicks who make it with animals."
"Some men are worse than animals," she said meaningfully.
"Look, baby," he told her, "if you're trying to tell me something, spill it out."
"All right," she smiled, "I will. I happen to dig my dog, Tommy."
"Well, I'll let Tommy's tongue take care of you," he said, "not mine."
"That's funny," she observed, "you have your hang-ups but I can't have mine."
"That's the way it is, baby," he said. "We each have our own way to go. But my way is
not your way. I'm sorry."
"I suppose you think I'm sick," she said looking away from him.
"Don't you know it?" he asked smugly.
For a long moment she was silent. Then she turned and looked at him.
"You think you're not sick?" she said. "Having to look at a television screen to get your
kicks?"
"What's wrong with that," he demanded caustically.
"Plenty," she explained. "You're a voyeur."
"And what's that?"
"You don't know anything," she laughed. "A voyeur is a guy who can't get his rocks off
unless he's watching some other guy shove it in a dame. That's what I think you are.
Some voyeurs like to jack off."
"Don't you try to make me feel kinky," he complained, "cause I'm not. So you want to
let the dog slam it to you, that's your business."


Chapter 7

When Pamela went home that night, she was upset. Every word that her young lover
had said to her cut her like a knife. Her father knew something was troubling her as
she entered the door.
"Hi, beautiful," he smiled.
A moment later her big dog Tommy came bounding over to her and let his nose
snuggle up to her hand.
"Hi, daddy, hi, Tommy," she said quietly, as she went up to her bedroom.
Pamela didn't want to confide one word to her father. And she shut Tommy out. She
was tired of doing things with him. After all that her young lover had said about having
sex with a dog she definitely didn't want to do anything with Tommy now.
She stretched out on the bed, not bothering to undress. Moonlight flooded the bedroom
and finally she decided she would get undressed. She took off all of her clothes and lay
nude in the bed and turned on some soft music.
Her father stepped in the bedroom a moment and she could tell he was ready to sleep
for he was only wearing his shorts.
"Baby," her father said, coming over and sitting on the edge of the bed, "I hate to see
you like this, sweetheart."
"Let me alone, daddy," she said. "I've got to unwind alone."
"Why are you uptight, pumpkin?" he demanded of his young daughter.
"I'm not," she said.
"Oh, yes, it's something," her father continued. "Please tell me, baby."
"Can't you see, daddy," she explained, "I can't tell you."
"Oh, yes, you can." he said.
"Daddy," Pamela said, reaching up to stroke her father's cock through his shorts. "Let
me look at you. Why don't you straddle me and just dangle your big hairy balls over
my face and let me lick your dick. That's what you want, isn't it, daddy?"
"Yes, pumpkin," he told her, "I sure would love to do that. And, baby, would you give
my ass a good licking, too?"
"Anything you want, daddy," she said softly as she watched her father slip out of his
shorts.
The moonlight that flooded the room illuminated it sufficiently so she could easily see
the outline of his enormous male member. At the same time she enjoyed the sight of
his hairy balls. And when he straddled her she enjoyed the feeling of his buttocks
pressing against her bosoms. She reached for his cock and pulled on it.
"Oh, daddy," she smiled, "it looks wonderful to me."
"Let me just brush my balls over your nose, honey," he smiled.
She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of his hairy balls lightly pulling across
her face. She let her tongue sweep up and lick at them.
"Oh, sweetheart," he exclaimed, "that's just what I like."
Her father's good looks made her realize she was very fortunate indeed to have him for
a sex partner. And she could hardly wait to give him what he required. She gently let
her hands stroke his behind. Then he pressed himself down over her face. Her tongue
surged up and she started licking first this way and then that.
"Get that tongue in there, sweetheart," he begged her, "I want to feel your tongue
slipping up my asshole."
She didn't stop for a moment now. It was a pleasurable experience when her tongue
began jabbing in and out of his tight twisting behind. Frank reached for his cock and
began pulling. Cupping his balls in one hand he pulled on his penis with the other. At
the same time he enjoyed the sensation of his daughter's tongue stabbing vigorously in
and out of his tight behind.
"Eat my ass," he panted. "Ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes, that's how you do it. Lick it. Oh,
baby, eat my asshole." The sensational enjoyment he got at this point increased. For the
tempo of the tongue stabbing in and out had him vibrating in passionate excitement.
"Oh, baby, I want you to suck on my nuts, too," he begged. "You'll love having my big
hairy balls in your mouth."
Pamela knew that she would. Keeping her hands on his behind she pulled her tongue
from her father's asshole. Then she opened her mouth to receive his balls. She sucked
on them and she couldn't help think of the fact that it was from these balls that her
very own life had sprung. It added a dimension of pleasure and excitement to think she
was sucking on the very balls that created her, those very balls that had brought life to
her.
"Beautiful," he congratulated her. "You sure know how to give a man thrills. Oh, baby,
don't let anything stop you. Ohhhh, ahhhh, yes, yes, that's the way to do it. Keep it up,
baby. I love what you're doing. That's the way, sweetheart. Keep it up."
Pamela knew that her father's dripping cock was about to explode. And she didn't want
to lose a drop of it. Pulling her mouth away from his balls she opened up wide.
"Now, daddy," she exclaimed, "fuck me. Shove it into my mouth."
"Will you suck me off and eat it?" her father smiled.
"Yes, daddy, yes," she assured him.
The thick throbbing penis forged forward.
Her lips clasped around it.
"Ohhh," he groaned in passionate delight, "what a cock sucker. Oh, baby, eat me. Eat
my dick, sweetheart, go after all that hot juice. I'm making it just for you, sweetheart.
Eat me."
He was pushing it in and out now with vigorous movements. At the same time Pamela
was grasping his ass and squeezing. He loved the sight of his huge sliding penis as it
plunged vigorously in and out of his daughter's greedy mouth.
"Suck my cock off," he panted, "oh, Pam, sweetheart, lick daddy's dick. Eat it, baby, eat
my hot cock juice."
Pamela never felt more anxious to have sex in her life. She went on playing with her
father's behind until she parted his ass crack and slid a finger up his asshole. Then she
felt him shooting. Apparently, rubbing on his prostate brought him there.
"Ohhh," he groaned in a frenzy, "I'm cuming. Eat me. Yes, yes, suck me off, baby. Eat
my cock, sweetheart, eat it."
The thick sperm from her father's penis tasted good to her. And she was only too
happy to accommodate his shooting cock.
When she had finished entertaining him by sucking him she let him pull out. Then she
looked at the dog. The beautiful Doberman pinscher appealed to her.
"Daddy," she smiled, "would you care if I let Tommy lay me?"
"What?" her father stammered as he got to his feet quickly.
Before she could say another word, the dog was on her. She pulled on his penis a time
or two and then she looked at her father anxiously.
"Daddy," she said, "would you say I was sick if I let Tommy stick it in me?"
Her father was puzzled for a moment.
"No," he said, "you've given me a hard-on watching you make over him, baby."
"I was hoping you'd say that, daddy," she said, as she let the dog slip it to her.
Tommy's big dog cock slid vigorously in and out of her pussy.
"Oh," her father exclaimed, "that is really sexy, baby."
He put one foot on the edge of the bed and reached for his cock with his hand.
Pumping his balls in one hand he pulled on his penis with the other. He was enjoying
it. He was pulling to the tempo of Tommy's stabbing cock.
"Oh, daddy," Pamela said gratefully, looking at him, "I love you."
"I love you, baby," he said and he went on pulling on his penis vigorously.
It gave him a special excitement to see the dog giving her such a frenzied fuck.
"Fuck her, Tommy," he smiled, "give it to her, boy, that's the way to do it, fuck."
The dog's huge cock pushed in so far that his balls bounced on her pussy hair.
"Oh, Tommy," she cried in exaltation as the big dog shot her his load of sperm.
"He's cuming, daddy," she smiled, "oh, daddy, he's making it."
Her father pulled his hand away from his cock. For he knew that if he kept on pulling
it would shoot off. And she wouldn't want him to go off that way he thought to
himself.
When the dog pulled out he smiled at her. "Baby doll," he said, "I want to try
something different."
"Sure, daddy, what?" she smiled up at him innocently.
"I'd like to shove it in your pussy," he said. "I bet Tommy has it nice and slick."
"Yes, daddy," she giggled happily.
Now it was her turn for excitement. And the beautiful animal was satisfied and sat at
the edge of the bed while her father straddled her.
Pointing his huge cock at her pussy he told her, "Pumpkin, why don't you get on top?"
"Do you want me to ride your cock, daddy?" she giggled.
"Yes, baby," he smiled, "you can do the work this time."
He lay on his back and let her straddle him. Then she slid her slickened pussy over his
huge penis. As it moved in smoothly he looked at her happily. Reaching up he played
with her breasts while he fucked hard.
"Give it to me, daddy," she begged. "Oh, daddy, fuck me. Fuck me, daddy."
The wild excitement that she felt at that moment accelerated her pleasure. The cock was
thrusting hard now.
"Ohhh, ahhh," she groaned in delight, "yes, daddy, yes. That's what I want you to do."
She was discovering that when she twisted her hips to the right her father would jab his
cock to the left, in time with her movements.
"You're getting the hang of it, honey," he smiled as he gripped her ass cheeks.
He was jabbing it to her now and she was enjoying it.
"Oh, daddy," she begged, "you fuck up and I'll fuck down. That's it. Oh, honey, we'll
make it"
He was really thrusting to her with rapid-fire movements. And she was becoming
electrified with the sexual excitation of it all.
"Fuck," he begged her, "fuck, baby, fuck. Oh, yes, that's the way to do it."
His hands moved from her behind up to her bosoms. He pinched the nipples with his
finger tips as he watched his daughter's body moving vigorously on his rod.
"I love it when you're in me, daddy," she said. "I love it. Oh, fuck me. Fuck me hard.
Fuck me good, daddy, fuck me."
The enormous pleasure that she felt at this point increased. For her father's piston-like
movements continued until she felt him ready to juice.
"Ohhh," he groaned ecstatically, "I'm cuming. Oh, baby, I'm there. Now, baby, now."
The sensual excitement that she felt at this point increased. For her body was on fire for
his hot fuck.
"Shoot it," she begged, "get your gun off. Daddy, ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes!"
Pamela was juicing. At the same instant her father got his gun off. As she felt the hot
cream gushing in her pussy she looked at him lovingly.
"Ohhh, daddy," she smiled, "you don't know how good that feels to me. Daddy, baby."
His arms went around her. The enormous excitement that she felt at this point
persisted.
"I love you," she smiled. "Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, daddy, that's the way I love it."
Bending over, she kissed him. Her father played with her ass cheeks while her lips
pressed against his. Soon their mouths were opening and their tongues did a love duet.
"You know, pumpkin," her father smiled, "if you were like your mother you would be
selling your pussy and doing it with your dog at an exhibition."
"What's an exhibition, daddy?" Pamela asked innocently as she pulled her pussy off his
penis.
"That's where men go to watch a woman do it with another woman or with a man or
with a dog. They pay plenty for acts like that. Your mother did an exhibition
performance now and then."
"Tell me about it, daddy," she smiled at her father.
"I shouldn't, baby," he said, "it's too sad."
"Oh, daddy," she said, "don't be ridiculous.
I'm really curious to know what it was like."
"I know you are," he told her, "but it is really not a good thing. Your mother was too
far out."
"Tell me," she smiled, "please, daddy, I want to know."
"I met your mother at a fucking exhibition," he confided.
"No," she said in amazement, "you never told me that before. I thought you met
mother at your office where you both worked."
"That wasn't true," her father admitted, "we just said that because we wanted to hide
the truth from you, sweetheart."
"So mom was really a hooker?" Pamela sighed heavily as she looked at her father.
"Yes," he told her, "she was. And a happy hooker at that. Your mother loved sex like I
told you. And I saw her doing it with a big black man at this exhibition. It really got
me horny looking at the way that black tiger plowed his cock into her pussy. I knew I
had to have her. I spoke to the guy who was arranging the show and asked him how
much it would cost me to go to bed with her."
"How much did it cost, daddy?" she asked her father.
"Fifty dollars," he said, "and that was a lot of money then."
"Was it worth it?" she asked.
"Every nickel of it, baby," he said. "Your mother gave me the wildest time in bed I ever
had. I mean, there wasn't anything she wouldn't do to make me happy. It was
wonderful."
"Did she eat your ass out, daddy?" Pamela smiled at her father.
"You know it, pumpkin," he said, "and she licked and sucked and nibbled at everything
else."
"I bet you miss her now, don't you, daddy?" Pamela asked sadly.
"Of course I do," he said. "I feel terrible that it had to end like this. I loved her."
"You still love her, don't you, in spite of everything," Pamela said.
"Yes, I do," he admitted as he lay there naked and looked at his gorgeous daughter with
her beautiful bosoms brushing against his chest as she bent to kiss him again.
Once more their lips met. As his hands felt of her ass cheeks he knew he had to have
more sex.
"Why did you feel of my ass just then?" she demanded.
"I want to fuck you, pumpkin," he said, "how about it?"
"Haven't you had enough, daddy?" she said softly, smiling at her father.
"No, I haven't," he admitted. "I don't know what's gotten into me, baby, I just feel the
need of sex."
"If you want to do it so bad, daddy," she said, "I guess it won't hurt anything."
"You're so understanding, honey," he said. "I guess I'm just a weak man. I shouldn't
want sex so much but I do."
Her father wasted no time at this point. He immediately got off the bed and went to the
bathroom. He came back with a bottle of baby oil and was pouring it all over his penis.
"That's nice of you, daddy," she said, "it makes it slide up there easy when it's well
lubricated."
"I wouldn't want to hurt you, baby," he said. "Now, sweetheart, why don't you just get
in the middle of the bed and bend over with your ass cheeks up so daddy can get
between your ass crack."
"All right, daddy," she agreed.
He gripped her full round behind and let his enormous cock slip smoothly into her.
"Ohhh, daddy," she told him, "give it to me, daddy, give it to me."
Her father wasted no time in plunging his rock-hard cock up his daughter's behind.
This was what he sought and what he got. As it stabbed into her asshole she winced in
momentary pain. However, the pain quickly disappeared and soon she was enjoying it.
"Fuck me," he panted, "oh, baby, grind your hips. Now you're doing it. That's just what
I want. Ohhh, ahhh, oh, yes, give it to me."
The beautiful movements continued. His daughter was determined to give him sex as
he had never known.
"Ohhh," he groaned in delight, "yes, yes. That's the way you do it. Twist it. Oh, baby,
grab it. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes."
She wasted no time in grinding her hips. She gripped his penis with her ass muscles.
And then she used her sphincter muscles in a jacking-off motion.
"Like that!" her father panted. "Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. I can't stand it. Oh, baby, keep it
up. Don't stop for anything. Yes, yes."
She loved to get him this stimulated. His frenzy was her passionate pleasure.
"Now, now," he exclaimed, "oh, baby, push back to me as I stab it into you."
She was shoving her ass back to meet his advancing cock stabs. And she was enjoying
more every moment.
"Play with my tits while you fuck my ass, daddy," Pamela panted.
Her father's hands reached forward to grip her bosoms. He pinched the nipples and she
loved it.
"Ohhhhh," she groaned happily, "yes, yes. Daddy, fuck me."
Goose bumps formed on her body and her erect nipples told him how delighted she
was to have his penis submerged in her asshole. His lusting movements indicated how
much he enjoyed it.
"Fuck off," he panted, "ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. That's it. Fuck."
He pulled his hands from her bosoms. And he squeezed her ass cheeks as he rammed
his cock in to the hilt. And then he shot off his load.
"Ohhh," he groaned, "yes, baby, yes."
He had gotten there. And she loved the hot splash of sperm as he shot up her asshole.
"Oh, daddy," she panted, "you made it. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes."
The sensational pleasure that she experienced now was proven when she came, too.
"I'm cuming, daddy," she groaned. "Ohhhh, ahhhh, yes, yes."
Her father reached down to feel of her pussy. His fingers stabbed in there and she cried
out in passionate delight.
"Oh, yes," she said, "oh, baby, I made it." At this point her father finally pulled his
huge cock out of her ass. And then he got below her.
"I want you to shove that mound of yours in my face, baby," he said, "and I'll lick it."
His tongue swept into her vagina. And with accelerated movements she pumped into
his face. She was churning now.
"I want to fuck you so bad, daddy," she said, "I can't stand it."
The sound of her father's slurping mouth sucking at her vagina caused her to vibrate.
"Ohhh," she panted, "yes. Oh, daddy, eat my hot pussy."
Her father's tongue, stiff and straight, continued stabbing into her. He was nibbling at
the soft flesh squeezed between his teeth. And then he let his teeth bite down on her
love button. With every stroke of his tongue she became more and more excited. As he
continued pointing his tongue into her quivering pussy she reached down to grip his
head and guide him. Her hips writhed in ecstasy as her father lapped up her orgasmic
load.
"Suck me," she gasped, "suck me. Oh, daddy, suck me."
They rolled over in the bed and her father's body was now elevated over hers. When he
pulled his tongue out of her twat he gazed into her eyes.
"Oh, honey," he said, "this has been fantastic. You don't know how much I've enjoyed
this."
Suddenly he sent his huge penis into her swelling slit. She raised up to meet him and
he shoved his full length into her pit. She groaned in delight and wonder. He gave her
the good old in-and-out as their two bodies rising and sinking in perfect harmony
accompanied by her unrestrained groans of pleasure continued threshing on the bed.
"Fuck me, daddy," she panted, "I can't get enough of it. Fuck me. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes.
I want it, daddy, give it to me."
Their bodies were on fire with sexual excitement. And as he continued thrusting his
huge penis into her pussy she threw her legs around him and squeezed. He loved the
feel of her thighs pressing against him.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, daddy," she groaned, "fuck me."
He loved the way she hissed like an animal to get more sex and his cock shoved in to
the hilt. Suddenly, he juiced. As the cream exploded, her vagina muscles gripped and
squeezed and massaged his cock and she came, too. He slid in her juicy vagina and
smiled into her eyes.
"Baby," he exclaimed, "you're too much."
"Oh, daddy," she cried back, "I'm glad you enjoyed it. I loved what you did to me."
"What a fuck you are," her father gasped excitedly, "the best fuck I've ever had,
sweetheart."
"Oh, daddy," she smiled, "we really are a good pair, aren't we? We really know how to
fuck together, don't we, daddy?"


Chapter 8

When her father pulled his dripping-with-cum cock out of her, she shook her head.
"Well, daddy," she smiled, "how about getting an exhibition for me?"
"What are you talking about?" he demanded. "If mom did it, why can't I?" she said.
"Knock it off, baby," he said, "I never should have told you about your mother."
"But I'm glad you did," she said, "and I want to be in an exhibition myself. Mother
would be a star today. No doubt she'd be in pictures."
"Is that what you want?" her father asked her.
"Yes, daddy," she said, "more than anything else. I want to be big."
Pamela got on the bed. And her dog came over and sniffed at her pussy.
"Daddy," she said, "can't you see it. Me and Tommy starring in a picture. Oh, daddy,
do you know anyone in the picture industry?"
"Honey," he said, "if your mom ever came back and found that I was putting you in
movies like that she'd kill me."
"Don't worry about her, daddy," she told him, "she's never worried much about you or
me."
"That's true," he admitted.
"Daddy," she said, "we could take a vacation. I could earn the money doing things.
Maybe I could have blue lights and soft music. Oh, daddy, could you arrange it,
please?"
"No," he said, "I forbid you to ever talk about such things again. That's what made
your mother and I so uptight. She insisted I bring other men into our bedroom. I went
along like a fool. Soon I discovered that she couldn't get enough. I figured maybe
another cock and she'd be satisfied. But she wanted every cock in the block. And even
then some."
"I'm just like her," Pam said, "and I'm not ashamed of it either. I'm proud of myself.
Why shouldn't I be, daddy?"
"You should be ashamed of yourself," her father told her.
"Maybe you should be ashamed of yourself, daddy," she told him. "After all, you got
me going in this sex routine."
Frank got to his feet and went over to the window. He looked out across the rooftops.
And a terrible pang of guilt came to him. "Forgive me," he said.
"Oh, no, daddy," she said, "you opened a lot of doors for me. I'm gonna be big. And
I'm gonna make money. You and me and Tommy."
"No, no, baby," he said, rushing over to her and holding her closely. "I can't let that
happen, pumpkin, I just can't."
"Oh, yes, you can," Pamela told her father. "Let's go to another town. We don't have to
stay here. Let's go somewhere where we're not known, daddy."
"I can't leave my job here," he said.
"Maybe we could go on a weekend trip to some other town for sex," she said.
"You sure have big ideas spinning around in that brain of yours," he said.
"Yes, I have," she admitted, "I've always wanted to be somebody and amount to
something. This is my chance, daddy. Oh, can't you see that? Can't you see this is my
big opportunity, daddy?"
Even though Frank knew that his daughter's plea was something horrible he was
nevertheless fascinated with the whole idea.
"If you're going to do it," he said, "I want to know about it. I don't approve. But I don't
want you running off and selling yourself to some character who will give you a bad
time of it."
"Oh, daddy," she exclaimed excitedly, "then you will go along with my idea."
"I'll go along with it," he agreed, "but it's not what I want for you. It's wrong. And I
want you to know that I think it's wrong."
As the two of them continued talking, Pam tried to think of some way he might
fascinate a man to stage an exhibition for her.
"I have an idea," he told her. "I did know a guy named Jim who held orgies at a Blind
Pig "What's a blind pig, daddy?" she asked innocently.
"That's a gambling whorehouse operation usually set up in an apartment," he
explained.
"Oh, good," she said, "phone Jim tomorrow and see what you can find out, daddy."
Her father phoned Jim the next day. He never told him that the girl he was offering for
exhibition was his own daughter. Instead, he explained to Jim how important it was for
him to get involved with this girl as she was quite a wild chick who would bring him a
lot of money.
"I'm sure you must have some axe to grind," Jim laughed, "insisting that I hire this girl.
No doubt you're having a good time with her."
"It's not that," Frank said. "I just know that you are a fair guy and you will pay her a
fair amount for being involved in the exhibition."
"Right now," Jim said, "business is kind of slow. But if I had some real unusual act I
could use, I would go along with it."
"She does it with her dog," Frank told Jim. "Oh, a dog fucker," he said, "they go over
real big any time. People hear about it and they come from all over. Yes, I could use
that. She might pep up the business scene for me."
"It'll cost you," Frank said, determined that his daughter would not work for peanuts.
"Like how much?" Jim asked.
"Two hundred bucks," Frank said flatly. "Well, I would like to meet her," Jim said.
"You know, interview her."
"I know all about your interviews," Frank said caustically.
"That's the way I work it," he insisted firmly, looking straight at Frank.
"All right," he agreed, "I'll have you meet her as soon as possible. I'll arrange it and
then I'll let you know."
When Frank went home that night he told his excited daughter the news.
"I'd love to meet him," she said.
"He's a difficult man," her father warned her. "He likes real unusual things."
"What is his hang-up, do you know, daddy?" she asked anxiously.
"I have no idea," he told her, "but he won't let you into the place until you do what he
wants you to. He calls it an interview."
"All right," she agreed, "I'm game."
"Let's go then," he said, "he wants to meet you around seven o'clock."
"Take me out to dinner," she said, "let's celebrate, daddy."
"Celebrate what?" her father asked grimly. "My entrance into show biz," she giggled
coyly at her father.
"You're wired wrong at the factory, honey," he said. "You are taking this the wrong
way. It's a serious thing for a girl like you to get involved with the kind of operation
Jim has going. You don't really know you might be getting in deeper than you want to.
You could get carried away in something not so pleasant."
"I'm a big girl now, daddy," she said, as she put her hands under her full bosoms and
caressed them with her stroking fingers.
"Let's get cracking," he said. "I'm going through with it. Not because I believe in it. But
I don't want you running around with some man who will take you away from me and
start you in a real bad life. I don't want that happening."
"You can keep tabs on me, is that it, daddy?" she asked. "It isn't because you want a
piece of nooky on the side, is it?"
"You'll never believe me," he said, "but that is not my motivation."
"Of course not, daddy," she giggled. "It never was your motivation, was it? You only
want the very best for me."
Her father took her to a beautiful candle-lit restaurant. And as they sat before a
flickering fireplace and looked out over the lights of the city he tried to talk some sense
into her head. But she wasn't buying it. She was determined to go through with her
plans and nothing would sway her decision.
"Let me have a sip of your drink, daddy," she whispered when the waiter was gone.
"I'm not letting you drink," he objected in a stern voice.
"Oh, daddy," she said, "that's ridiculous. I've smoked pot already. And I've had all
kinds of sex already. I should be able to drink now, too."
"I'm not going to let you drink," he repeated, "and I'm sorry if you're telling me the
truth about smoking pot. You're headed for trouble, baby, big trouble, if you don't
watch it."
"No, daddy," she said, "I'm headed for Jim's place. What does he look like?"
"You'll find out soon enough," her father said. "And let me tell you something. Don't
you ever tell Jim one thing about you and me. If he could get some goods on me he
would get your price down."
"That's right," she smiled, "I'm gonna get a good price for my pussy, aren't I? How
much am I getting, daddy? What price did you agree on?"
"Two hundred bucks for one exhibition," her father told her.
Her face was wreathed in smiles as she realized how much money she was going to be
making from her first exhibition.
"Oh, daddy," she exclaimed like a child opening a Christmas gift, "that's wonderful.
Two hundred bucks for loving my dear dog."
"Yeah," he said, "but before you can get that opportunity to make the money I'm sure
Jim is going to want to teach you a few things about his own sex hang-ups. You'll have
to do things with him."
"And I'm eager to learn," she said. "I've got to begin somewhere. School work is so
dull, daddy. I wish I could drop out."
"You're gonna go to school," he said, "you're just gonna work on weekends."
"All right," she said, "I guess I can't expect too much. But thank you, daddy, for being
so understanding about this."
Pamela's father was frustrated. For he could see that he had very little power over his
daughter. She wanted to do what she wanted to do.
As they left the restaurant she looked at the waiter as if she would like to go back and
seduce him. The waiter winked at her as they walked out and her father picked up on
this.
Once they were in his car and driving to Jim's place, he talked to her.
"I noticed what you were doing in that restaurant," he said, "and I want you to know
I'm really disturbed about it."
"Why should you be, daddy?" she demanded.
"Because," he said, "it's disgusting, baby. It's just not right to behave that way. It's not
lady-like at all and I'm very displeased with you."
Pamela's father didn't say any more to her. However, she felt so sorry for him she
thought she ought to give him a fast blow job on the way to Jim's place. Reaching over,
she patted his thigh.
"Keep your hands to yourself," he said. "I'm not going to ask you for any more sex."
"You don't have to ask for it, daddy," she said quickly, "I want to give it to you."
Before her father knew what she was doing, she had unzipped his fly and pulled out his
huge cock. Then she bent over and got under the steering wheel and let her tongue lick
the crown of it. She was excited to give him some hot sensations with her eager tongue.
"Stop that," her father objected, "I'll have an accident if you try to give me a blow job
when I'm driving. Stop that right now, Pamela."
"Oh, daddy," she laughed, "don't be that way. Just take it easy. I'll give it to you nice
and slow. You'll like it, daddy. I know you will. I know just the way to make you feel
great."
"Ohhhh," he groaned, as he felt her mouth slip over his shaft. "Oh, eat me, baby."
That was all the invitation that Pam needed from her father. For she was determined to
give her father action like he'd never had before. She was going to give him a cock suck
he wouldn't soon forget.
"Suck me," he begged her. "Ohhh, yes, baby, yes, that's what I want you to do. Suck
me off, sweetheart. Suck that big prick of mine. You know how to do it, baby, suck."
He was so excited now he was shaking with passionate anticipation.
"Oh, pumpkin," he smiled, "nobody ever gave me blow jobs like that. You know just
what to do to me. Oh, sweetheart, what a tongue you've got. What a cock sucker you
are."
Proudly Pamela let her head move up and down on her father's cock. And the more
excited he became, the more pleased she became at her ability to provide stimulation
and pleasure for him.
"Eat it," he exclaimed, "eat it, baby, eat my hot cock."
He became so stimulated that he pulled off the freeway and parked. There on a dark
street, under a clump of trees, he was happy to reach down and guide his daughter's
head over his pulsating thick cock shaft. They both trembled in sexual anticipation.
"Ohhhh, baby," he exclaimed anxiously, "I need it. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. That's the
way to do it, sweetheart. Keep it up, baby. Suck me, suck my cock, I want you to do it."
In and out his huge cock rode. Every second he got more and more excited. The head
of his shaft touched the back of her throat.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "now you're doing it. Ohhh, yes, yes, eat it. Suck it. Get the
cream, baby, get my hot cock juice."
Both hands were guiding her now. And then he suddenly shot his gun.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed, "oh, baby, I made it. I'm juicing."
As the penis juice exploded in her mouth, she sucked. She wanted to give her father
every kind of happiness she could. Reaching in she pulled out his hairy balls and
tugged on them. He loved the feel of her massaging his balls while she finished sucking
him off. When she finally had gotten all the cream out of his cock she pulled her mouth
off and looked up at her father.
"Oh, daddy," she smiled, "it was so much fun sucking your cock."
"Yes, baby," he said, "it was. I feel like turning around and going home. I don't know
whether I should take you to meet Jim or not. It might be a better idea to just keep you
to myself."
That really got her mad.
"Well," she said, "that's what I call gratitude. I give you a good cock suck and now you
want me to give up my chance at stardom. How can you be so mean, daddy, after all
I've done for you?"
"All right," her father said disgustedly, "if you are so anxious to make it big like your
mom did, I'll help you. Even though I don't really want to, I'll get you to Jim's place."
He put his penis back in his pants arid zipped up his fly. He got the car back on the
freeway and drove to Jim's apartment. But all the time he was taking her there he was
troubled. He had created an ugly situation for himself and he could find no way out.
Once more he tried to reason with her before he turned off the freeway to Jim's place.
"Are you sure you want to go through with it, baby?" he asked his daughter seriously.
"If you ask me that one more time, daddy," Pamela said tightly, "I'm gonna get real
mean and angry. And I can get pretty upset when I don't get what I want and you
know that, daddy, don't you? Do you understand me, daddy? I don't like repeating
myself so often."
"All right, baby," he said, "but remember, it's your funeral. I didn't promote this. You
wanted it all by yourself. I really had nothing to do with it. I'm just introducing you to
Jim and from there it's your show."
"Oh, daddy," she sighed, "I know how to take care of myself. I'm a real big girl now. I
can suck and I can fuck and I know what turns the men on. And I know what I want. I
want to be an exhibition star and this is the way to do it. So drop your lecturing, daddy,
because it won't do you any good. I've made up my mind and nothing's gonna stop me
now."


Chapter 9

Pamela was impressed when her father pulled up at a magnificent apartment. It was a
high-rise place overlooking the city river. The lights of the entire city were spread out
like a magic carpet of twinkling jewels before them.
"He's really got a place, daddy," she said. "We don't live at this level, do we? But I sure
wish we did live like this. It must be wonderful to have all that money."
"There you go," he said. "Wheels are moving, baby, and all you're thinking of is
money. There are other things in life besides money and I think you've lost track of
what's really important in life. You're on the wrong track, sweetheart, because this
won't really make you happy. Money isn't everything."
"Why shouldn't I be thinking of money, daddy?" she asked. "I want to live. And I mean
live, daddy. I want pretty things and it takes money to buy those things."
"Living means more than having a lot of money to buy pretty things," he said. "Some of
the most miserable people I know are loaded with cash. But despite their wealth, they're
still miserable."
"I'd like to know what that feeling is like," she said.
It made Frank feel inferior to hear her talking like this. And in flash-back he recalled
how her mother Rosemary used to chide him over not having more money to buy her
all the things she wanted.
They took the elevator up to the ninth floor. Then walking down the thickly carpeted
hallway, she looked again at her father.
"Class," she said, "that's what this is, daddy, high class living. This is what I want out of
life, daddy, and I'm gonna do everything I can to get to live like this. Nothing's gonna
stand in my way."
Frank buttoned up his lips and didn't say a word. But he was thinking. He was thinking
how disgusting she was acting. He wondered if she had inherited her mother's passion
for money at any cost.
He pressed the buzzer at Jim's apartment. A Japanese houseboy answered the door.
Pamela couldn't help observe what a nice-looking young man he was in his white coat
and black pants. And immediately the Japanese man looked at her beautiful body and
smiled.
"Can I help you?" he asked.
"You sure could, honey," she said. "Daddy and I are here to meet Jim."
When they walked into the plush apartment, Pamela loved it even more. There was a
step-down living room and a colorful chandelier over a mirrored cocktail table.
"What a view!" she smiled as she walked over to the huge window overlooking the city.
"It's nice," her father said, as he sat down on the comfortable white sofa.
She glanced about the room and admired the paintings, the flickering fireplace and the
white French Provincial matching furniture.
A moment later she saw Jim. He was a big man, but handsome. He was muscular, and
tall. He looked as if he stayed out in the sun and played golf a lot. For he had a deep
tan.
"Well, well, Frank," he said, "I haven't seen you in a long time."
"Hi, Jim," he said.
"I'm Pam," Frank's daughter smiled as she got to her feet and introduced herself.
She extended her hand in a warm greeting of welcome and immediately Jim reached
out to grasp her hand warmly and tightly.
"Hi, baby doll," he winked at her.
As the two of them walked across the room, Pamela smiled, "I guess you've got a nice
operation going here, Jim."
"I make a cozy living," he said.
"Why don't you tell her how?" Frank said cryptically getting immediately jealous of the
tremendous impression that Jim had made on Pamela.
"I'd be glad to," he said quickly. "I make money on sex," he smiled, "that and
gambling. Men have to play at both those activities and it's a great way to make a
living. A real good living."
"That's true," Pamela agreed. "It's almost like you're performing a very valuable and
needed service for these men."
Her brown eyes opened wide. Jim got so excited at his crotch he knew he had to have
her and quickly, for his cock was throbbing in anticipation of what he could do with
her lovely young body.
"Do you mind, Frank, if I have a personal conference with Pam?" Jim finally
stammered.
"Make it short," Frank said, ready to leave in somewhat of a hesitant manner.
"I don't take a long time," Jim winked at his friend.
Instantly Frank understood what he meant. However, he felt as though he were in a
position where he couldn't make too big a fuss about what Jim-would be doing with
Pamela.
"Why don't you come in to the rest of the apartment?" he smiled.
As they walked trough the various rooms, Pamela quickly got the idea of the
arrangement. There were four bedrooms in the super-size apartment, and each bedroom
had its private bath. Also, there were closed circuit televisions equipped with adult
films.
"You see, men require quite a bit of stimulation these days. We're competing with so
many things that we have to offer them the better business we have. And that means
the more money we can make."
"That's true," she said.
When they came to the master bedroom where Jim locked the door, she knew what to
expect.
"Now, you just take your clothes off, honey," he smiled, "and I'll give you my honest
opinion of your merchandise."
"You put it very bluntly, don't you, Jim?" Pamela shrugged.
"Yes, I do," he said, "because I don't see any reason to beat around the bush, baby. I
know what you're here for and you know what you're here for. Take off your clothes,
baby and get on the bed. Let's get this show on the road." Meantime, Pamela observed
that Jim was undressing. He unfastened his belt and pulled down his trousers. When
she looked at the huge cock between his legs without the benefit of shorts, she realized
that he was a horny and passionate man.
"Wow!" she smiled, going over to him and reaching for his hard cock.
"Go ahead, honey," he said, "play with my cock. I'd really like that."
She let her hand play with his penis and then she massaged his hairy balls.
"Say, Jim," she said, "there are a lot of things we can do, aren't there?"
"You bet there are, baby," he told her, "and I'm gonna show you what I expect of the
chicks who work here for me."
"What if I don't meet the standard?" she asked coyly.
"Get off your clothes first," he smiled, "then we'll see what you have to offer and what
we can do with it. I have to sample the goods before I offer them to my customers."
Pamela began slowly stripping. She figured that it would be a good idea to whet his
appetite by not rushing things. It worked. For Jim was an impatient man who usually
got his way, especially where sex was concerned, and the women who worked for him.
"Hurry up, sweetheart," he told her, "my balls are itching for some action. I don't like
to be kept waiting this long."
"I can tell," she smiled back at him.
Pamela paid no attention to his frustration and delightfully capitalized on it.
When he got his first glimpse of her bare bosoms even though she hadn't pulled off her
panties, he was out of his mind to have sex with her. Every new woman seemed like a
delicious challenge to his sexual prowess. And Pam was a particularly exciting find he
thought to himself as he looked at her intently.
"Ohhhhh, baby," he smiled, "are you ever stacked. What a body you've got."
Jim was totally nude now and as he walked over to her he reached out with both hands.
He gripped her bosoms and squeezed them.
"They're so soft," he smiled, "oh, honey, let me love them."
Before she knew what was happening, he was bending over and licking at her nipples
excitedly, flipping his tongue speedily against her erect tips.
"Stop it, Jim," she said. "Don't get carried away."
"Baby, that's when it's the most fun," he said. "When you do get carried away."
Jim reached down and let his hand slip under the elastic waistband of her panties. He
felt of her moistening mound. Then reaching behind the panties he gripped her bare
ass cheeks.
"I'm gonna teach you everything about fucking and sucking and loving," he said, "and
you're gonna love it. I promise you that, baby. I know just how to show you the ropes
in this business."
"Good," she said, "I need a lot of loving. And I need some teaching, too."
Then he dropped to his knees and pulled off her panties and looked closely at her
beautiful mound. His hot tongue swept out and soon he was licking at her. She loved
the sight of the big man down there between her legs, licking and worshipping at her
hot pussy.
"Love it, baby," she begged. "Oh, honey, worship at the shrine of my pussy. Oh, baby,
stick your tongue in there. Don't be bashful, go ahead and do it. Lick all around there,
baby, lick me."
The fantastic sensations that were generated in her body now didn't end. For she
wanted sex more than ever before. But Jim didn't satisfy her at this point. He wanted to
stick his tongue in her and love her. He wanted to whet her appetite for his tongue job.
Slipping his tongue from her pussy, he left her a bit frustrated. Looking up into her
eyes he caught this registering and he was delighted.
"Doesn't my tongue excite you?" he smiled at his young lover.
"Yes, Jim," she said softly, "you don't know how much."
Jim got to his feet.
"Baby," he said, "there are so many things that I could do to you that it would drive
you out of your skull. I could drive you wild with the sex I could give you."
Jim carried her over to the bed. Then he went over to a chest and unlocked it. He
pulled out something that she couldn't figure out. It was a strange rubber nozzle
connected with a cord.
"What is that?" she asked.
"That, love, is a suck job," he said.
"Tell me," she giggled.
"They call it the Susy Sucker," he told her, "and it sucks your cock off. I figured it
would be nice to get my cock sucked by Susy while I'm eating your pussy, sweetheart."
The next thing that caught her eye was a small container. It held seven different colored
jars.
"What is that?" she smiled.
"Pussy jelly," he told her. "And here are the seven wonderful flavors. Lime, mandarin
orange, lemon, boysenberry, blueberry, peach and champagne."
"Oh, I want champagne," she said. "That sounds wonderful."
"I figured you would, baby," he told her as he laughed.
He took out the champagne container and opening it suddenly parted her pussy lips
and began pouring the jelly into her. It was sticky and it didn't take long to fill her.
Meantime, she was fitting the rubbery cock sucking machine on his penis.
She reached over and plugged it in a nearby wall plug.
"Oh, it's sucking you," she smiled, "that damn machine is actually sucking your cock.
I've never seen anything like it."
"And I'm gonna eat your pussy now," he said, "and use my sucking machine tongue on
your sweet snatch. It's gonna taste nice with all that champagne pussy jelly in there."
She lay back and luxuriated as his hot tongue swept inside of her. She loved the
sensation of his tongue lashing around, licking up the champagne jelly in her snatch.
At the same time Jim could taste her starting to juice. He was determined to bring her
there in multiples.
"Ohhh, Jim," she cried in sexual ecstasy, "I love what you're doing to me. Ohhh, ahhh,
yes, yes, oh, Jim, baby, love my pussy. Lick me. Lick all that jelly from my hot box.
Ohhh, baby, what a feeling you're giving me. I love your sucking tongue in my snatch.
Keep sucking me, baby. Oh, suck, baby, suck!"
The fantastic pleasure that she was receiving now surprised her. For she never knew a
man could eat pussy like Jim was doing it.
His hands gripped her ass cheeks and he squeezed them and massaged her while he ate
her sweet mound. At the same time she enjoyed the sight of the machine sucking on
his big cock. It was working as he was getting harder and thrusting. However, it
bothered her. She hated to think of all that cock juice spurting into a rubbery nozzle.
This was exactly what Jim wanted her to think. He was hoping that at the appropriate
moment she would pull it off and eat him. However, he didn't know whether it would
happen as he was getting so stimulated with his tongue whipping around her
champagne saturated pussy that he didn't know if he would juice or not.
"Eat my pussy," she begged. "Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, eat me, baby. I want it. Just like
that. Now you're doing it, baby, love me. Eat me, sweetheart, eat my hot box."
The passionate frenzy that his tongue generated within her body did propel her to the
point where she pulled the nozzle of the sucking machine off his cock head. He got so
excited at that point he hoped that they could go into a quick sixty-nine.
"Oh, Jim," she begged, "let me suck off your cock now."
"Just a minute, baby," he said, as he realized he was getting her there.
She juiced and he kept his hot tongue lashing away in her velvety vagina.
"Suck my pussy," she panted, "suck me, baby. Oh, sweetheart, suck me. Get all the
juice out of me with that hot tongue of yours. Suck it all out of me, baby, get all that
pussy juice and that champagne jelly. Suck it all out of me."
Jim didn't pull his tongue out of her vagina until he had licked her clean. When he did
he bent over and passionately kissed her pussy, gently inserting his tongue. She loved it.
Pulling away, he then smiled at her tenderly in appreciation.
"Baby," he said, "you can go down on me now if you want to."
She looked at him and smiled.
"I'll give you a good time, Jim," she said. "Hey, why don't you let me put some of that
peach pussy jelly in your asshole and lick it out? I'd love to do that for you, baby."
"Anything you want to do, honey," he said, "go ahead, I'd love that."
Jim lay back in the bed. And with his legs spread he slid a pillow under his buttocks.
Then she got down there and licked out the peach pussy jelly and opening the jar she
applied its contents to his asshole. He parted his asshole for her so she could get it
inside.
"You're a good girl," he told her. "Get down there and lick my asshole, baby. You're
gonna love the taste of it."
Slipping her hands under his ass cheeks, Pamela let her tongue slide around his peach
saturated asshole. It tasted good to her and she propelled her tongue to stab further
inside his anal channel. This was when he got super excited.
"Eat my ass," he begged. "Oh, baby, suck my asshole. Suck it."
She was so excited now she could hardly stand it. Her body quivered as she sucked
vigorously over his steaming asshole.
"Oh, baby," he begged her, "that's what I want you to do. Lick my asshole. Lick it clean
for me, sweetheart, let your tongue go all the way. Get way up there, baby, lick. Lick
my asshole."
Her hot tongue surged inside of him farther and in regular even motions she fucked
him. The tongue fucking ass job had Jim so excited he thought he would pop his cork.
She reached for his prick and began pulling on it with determination.
"Oh, sweetheart," he told her, "you're really getting me stimulated. Oh, baby, pull on
the balls. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, yes! That's the way to do it. Now you've got that
tongue moving. Fuck me, baby, fuck me with that hot tongue of yours. Suck my ass,
sweetheart, suck ass!"
The feverish passion that Jim felt surging through his body would know no satisfaction
until the gorgeous girl pulled her tongue from his behind and licked his dick. However,
at this moment he was enjoying getting his ass fucked so much he could hardly stand
the sensations he was feeling surging through his trembling body as she worked over
his ass flesh.
"Oh, I've never had it so good," he told her. "Eat my asshole. Oh, baby, you love it,
don't you? Eat my asshole, sweetheart, eat ass."
The peach jelly tasted good to her. And she was discovering a new dimension of
pleasure as her tongue pumped rhythmically in and out of his tight, twisting asshole. It
pleased her enormously to think that she could get Jim so excited. For she recognized
that he had had a tremendous amount of women in his lifetime.
Nevertheless, she knew that her specialized ass-sucking job was giving him thrills such
as he had never known before.
Her tongue kept slipping out of his behind as he moved about in his sexual ecstasy.
Pulling her tongue out of his ass she told him bluntly, "Jim, if you don't hold your ass
still I can't get my kicks."
"All right, baby," he said, "I don't want to disappoint you. You like eating ass, I know
that, so I'll do my best to hold still for you. It's just that you're exciting me so much
with that hot tongue of yours it's not easy to lay still for you."
Jim held still now so she could pump her tongue in smooth, rhythmic movements in
and out of his hot asshole. His frenzied body had subsided its movements to the point
where she would get her tongue moving to her complete satisfaction now.
"Ohhh, ahhh," he groaned, as he held still. "Does that ever feel good when you slip it
way in there. Oh, baby, grab my cock harder. Squeeze it. Oh, work your tongue in
there, baby. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, that's what I want. Now you're doing it. Oh, baby,
what an ass sucker you are. What a tongue fuck."
The sexual frenzy that he felt had her shaking now in desperation.
"Suck it," he panted, "suck my ass. Oh, baby, what an ass suck. You really know how to
do it. That's what I like. Suck it, baby, suck ass."
He knew that he could explode with just the ass suck. And this bothered him. For he
wanted to deliver his hot juicy cream to her mouth so she could taste him. That would
be the magic moment.
"Baby," he panted, "you'd better pull your tongue out of my ass and start sucking off
my cock. I want you to get your sweet lips around my prick now."
Pamela got his point. Slipping her tongue swiftly from his behind she licked past his
balls, up to his cock head. Then sliding her mouth over it smoothly, she let him thrust
forward. She felt his huge cock caressing the back of her throat.
"Oh, sweetheart," he panted, "I'm gonna give you a deep throat fuck. Just like they do
in the movies. You don't know how good it's gonna feel. Just get ready for the fuck of
your life." Both hands reached out and he was guiding her. His firm grasp brought her
head into perfect alignment to receive his hot cock.
"Ohhh," he groaned in passionate delight, "that's the way to do it. Oh, baby, suck me.
Suck the heat of my pecker. Get those lips around my joy stick. I know you want it. I
know you want that cock juice. Get that tongue going."
He had pulled from her throat and was letting her hold the head of his penis in her
mouth so she could suck.
"Suck me," he begged, "oh, baby, eat it. Yes, yes, eat my juicy dick."
She was only too happy to accommodate his lusty request. She played with his balls
eagerly as she allowed her lips to sweep over his hot cock flesh, licking feverishly as she
worked over his pole.
"Suck me," he begged. "Ohhh, yes, yes, baby, suck my juicy dick."
He couldn't take it any longer. The hot cream exploded in a blinding flash of sperm.
And she loved the taste of it. She was developing a thing for sperm and Jim's juicy cock
head had given her a shot of cream cum such as she had never tasted before. It was
sweet like sugar to her taste.
"Suck it out," he told her, "get all the juice, baby. Oh, sweetheart, keep sucking. That's
what I want. Suck it. Suck it off, baby. Get that juice. Get it all out of there, baby. Suck,
suck!"
Pamela didn't quit sucking on the meaty head of his cock until he had finished
unloading. Then when she did, she looked up at him dreamily. With one leg upraised,
and the penis still erect, she tugged on his balls gently but firmly.
"Jim," she said, "I enjoyed that so much. I loved the taste of your cock. It was real nice.
You had such a nice thick and warm load of juice. It's just what I needed."
Jim looked down at her. He let his hands wander through her hair as he smiled at her.
"What a cock sucker you are," he told her. "Who taught you how to eat dick like that,
baby? You don't need any lessons in cock sucking or in ass licking. You're a real pro,
baby."
"My daddy taught me," she smiled.


Chapter 10

Jim was jolted by what Pamela had just told him.
"You mean your father had sex with you?" he asked curiously.
"Oh, don't tell him," she made him promise, "he would be so angry if I knew I told
anybody about what we did."
"I'm sure he would be pretty upset," Jim told him. "He'd be ashamed of himself. He
knows that he shouldn't touch you."
"What's the difference," she smiled, "daddy has to get his rocks off, too. And we love
each other, so there's nothing wrong with doing it when two people love each other the
way we do. It was beautiful between us. It was real love."
"But he shouldn't have done it with his own daughter," Jim said.
"It's funny, Jim," Pamela told him flatly, "you have your hang-ups. You have your girls
who come up here and service your customers in between their gambling losses or wins
or whatever. That's all right. But when I do it with daddy, and I love him, you think
that's wrong. I can't understand you."
"It's incest," Jim tried to explain. "Don't you understand right and wrong, Pamela?"
"What's incest?" she demanded.
"That's the technical term for when a member of one's own family has sex with another
member."
"And society frowns on it," she said. "Society frowns at everything. A person can't have
any real fun any more. You can't smoke pot. Cigarettes are bad for you. And I suppose
you're against drinking, too. You're against anything that gives pleasure."
"Don't try to get off the hook so easy, honey," Jim said. "You shouldn't be having sex
with your dad. I figured that you had a dog act and you could come here and make a
bundle. Your father acted as if everything was normal in his relationship with you. But
I don't approve of a chick making out with her old man."
"But you liked having your cock sucked and you enjoyed having your ass sucked, didn't
you, Jim?" she reminded him angrily. "And I'm a minor. You broke the law by doing it
with me."
"Oh, that doesn't make any difference to me," he said. "I figure they got those ages
wrong. A girl your age, sweetheart, is at her most sexiest. She needs fucking and
sucking the most then."
"Thank you," she said, as she rolled over, pushing her huge bosoms against his loins.
Jim's balls tingled as he felt her tits massaging him.
"Keep massaging my nuts with your tits," he told her, "I like that. And slip my banana
between your bosoms. That's it. Crush it. Oh, baby, I love that. Keep that up. Oh,
sweetheart, that's what I want you to do. Rub those big knockers against me."
It was obvious to her that Jim was enjoying himself. And she was determined she was
going to get him so excited he would have sex with her and forget all about his
criticism. It was working. For as he looked down at the bed and saw her firm round
behind he determined he was going to have her there, too.
"Did you ever have anybody fuck your asshole, baby?" he smiled at her.
"Yes," she said, "daddy likes to do that to me sometimes."
"Don't mention you and your father fucking when we're having sex together," he said.
"It's too revolting for me to think about, especially when I'm fucking with you myself."
"Do you still want to fuck my ass?" she grinned knowingly.
"Yes," he said, "real bad. I really want to fuck that sweet asshole of yours, sweetheart."
Pamela pulled up and let her bosoms brush against him and then she got to her feet.
He looked at her and a sly smile formed on his face.
"Honey," he said, "I've got something that you would really enjoy."
He went over to the dresser and shocked her when he pulled out a dildo and strapped it
onto himself. He looked strange with two cocks instead of one hanging there between
his muscular legs.
"One for your pussy," he smiled, "and one for your asshole, baby."
She laughed.
"Don't you have something for my mouth?" she asked smilingly.
He opened his mouth and wiggled his tongue in the air.
"I'm gonna slip my tongue in and out of your mouth while the dildo is fucking your
pussy and my cock is slipping up your asshole. That should really take care of your
needs, baby. Do you think you can handle all that action, sweetheart?"
It made her excited to think of the creative ideas that were flashing through Jim's mind.
She wished that her father could be half as creative in their sexual interludes. However,
she knew enough not to mention her father again as she didn't want to turn Jim off the
sexual action he was giving her now.
"Baby," he smiled, "you and I are going to have some fun. Now you lie in the middle of
the bed on your back. Then I want you to slip a pillow under your ass so your legs will
be upraised and you can let me get my dildo in your pussy and my cock in your
asshole. That's gonna be great fucking action, sweetheart, the best you've ever had. You
can be sure of that."
He was applying some KY jelly to his penis and she noticed this.
"Oh, it's nice of you to use that surgical jelly on your cock," she said.
"It's the slickest stuff they make," he smiled, as he got on the bed and straddled her.
He inched the dildo toward her pussy and as she saw it slip in slowly, she was
stimulated. Then she felt the slippery penis sliding between her ass crack. The thrilling
sensation of having two cocks sliding in at the same time surprised her.
"That feels fantastic," she exclaimed, "oh, yes, I like it, baby. Fuck me. Fuck me with
those cocks, baby, fuck me."
And then he rammed it in. She felt the huge cock racing up her asshole and she loved
the sensation this was generating within her. Her whole body quivered as he slammed
forward with determination, his thrusting movements causing her to tremble in sexual
excitation beyond her wildest dreams.
"Fuck," he exclaimed. "Oh, baby, do it. That's what I want you to do. Ohhh, ahh, yes,
yes. Keep it moving, baby."
She was wiggling on his cock and enjoying it more every moment.
"Yes, baby," she panted, "that's what I like. Now you're doing it. Fuck me, baby, fuck
me with that hot prick of yours, fuck my asshole with that long pole, stick it into me.
Fuck, baby, fuck!"
As she helped him by pushing back, he drove forward. In rapid-fire cock stabs he got
her so stimulated she was trembling.
"Give it to me," she begged him, "give it to me. Oh, baby, I want it so badly. Give me
that cock of yours, stab it into me. Ram it hard into my asshole. Fuck, baby, fuck my
asshole with your cock. Drive it deep, sweetheart, drive it hard, fuck, baby, fuck!"
There was no stopping her now. She was crazy for him.
"Fuck me, Jim," she told him. "Fuck my asshole. Let me feel that cock deep inside me.
Fuck me, baby, fuck me hard."
It was surprising to her that he could exercise the dildo as well as he did. But what
really amazed her was how he could make the ass fuck so exciting. Always with her
father she had feared this act. But the way that Jim did it pleased her.
"Ohhh," she cried out in total ecstasy, "yes, baby, yes. That's how you do it. I want it.
Faster. Harder. Ohhh, ahh, yes, yes, keep it up, baby. Ram it into me. Get that cock
inside of me. Deeper. Harder. Fuck, baby, fuck."
The hard pumping penis was driving forward now in vigorous cock stabs. And she was
getting so turned on she could hardly stand it.
"I want every inch of it," she demanded, "let me feel it riding up my rectum. Oh, it's
slick. Oh, Jim, fuck me, fuck me."
He looked into her eyes, glazed with lusty desire, and he was stimulated even more.
Then he bent over and pressed his lips on her lips. He slid his tongue into her mouth
and their tongues did a quick love duet. With his tongue going into her mouth as if it
were a penis and his cock riding up her rectum and his dildo driving in her pussy, she
was totally immersed in sex. He couldn't stand it much longer. For her sphincter
muscle was doing such a magnificent job of jacking off his cock he knew he would cum.
Finally he did. The hot cream shot up her asshole.
"Oh, wow!" she panted as she felt the juice shooting into her.
"Oh, baby," she said, "you really get me excited with your fucking."
He went on shoving until he had finished shooting it into her.
When he finally withdrew she smiled at him in a loving manner.
"Oh, wow," she smiled, "that was so much fun, Jim. I really loved your fuck."
"Don't think I didn't enjoy it, too," he assured her.
He eased his cock slowly out of her asshole. She was grateful as she knew it could hurt
as it did when her father pulled out quickly. Then he got off his dildo and looked at
her.
"I'm gonna make you a star, baby," he said. "Right here. The men are gonna come and
look at you. I won't let any of them fuck you. I'm gonna keep that for myself. You just
bring that dog of yours over here and put on that show, baby, and I'll give you two
hundred and fifty dollars. Two hundred for doing it with the dog and fifty for letting me
have you." When he took the dildo off and got on the bed and threw his arms around
her, she hugged him back and kissed him warmly.


Chapter 11

Pamela's father was disgusted and she heard him pounding on the door.
"We've got to split," he said, "that girl has to go to school tomorrow."
"Hey, honey, I don't want to keep you away from getting a good education," Jim said as
he pulled away from her.
"Thank you," she said.
After she had dressed and gone out into the living room, her father scowled at her.
"I want to talk to you," he said to Jim, "alone, Jim."
He went into another room. But when he returned Jim had apparently said something
that had calmed him down and he wasn't so angry.
On the way home, Pamela confided in her father. "I found Jim fascinating, daddy," she
said softly, "I really did. He's something else."
"I thought you would like him," he told her. "You and your mom are always crazy
about sex."
Pamela didn't say another word.
The following day at school all Pamela could think about was the weekend when she
was going to star in the sex show with her big dog, Tommy. And everything pointed
toward that Saturday night fuck when she would get the money Jim had promised her.
Saturday night finally came and her father took her back to Jim's place. Pamela and her
dog, Tommy, were indeed stars of the show. As she went through the hallway with
Tommy she looked at the men sitting at the gambling tables. They were middle-aged
men and looked quite prosperous.
After she had gotten into the bedroom Jim came in. He looked at the large Doberman
pinscher dog and smiled as he looked at Pamela and her dog.
"So this is your dog, love?" he grinned.
"Tommy, meet Jim," ' she said, coming over and picking up Tommy's paw.
Jim bent over and shook Tommy's paw.
"Give her a good fuck tonight," he winked at the dog.
The dog wagged his tail eagerly, almost as if he knew what Jim had said to him.
"He knows we're talking about him," Pamela said as she patted her dog on the head.
Pamela took off all of her clothes and her father sat nervously at the edge of the bed.
"I still don't like going through with this," he said. "But I suppose you'd run away from
me like your mother did if I didn't let you have your own head-strong way."
"How did you know, daddy?" she giggled coyly as she looked at her father.
Frank couldn't stand his daughter when she acted spoiled like this.
Now she was nude and parading around the room, looking in all of the mirrors and
smiling at herself as she inspected her form in each reflection.
"Time to go on," Jim called out as he came into the room. "Don't you look juicy, baby,"
he smiled, as he wrapped his arm around Pamela and planted a kiss on her lips.
Immediately Pamela noticed her father was turning green with envy. She ignored him.
"I brought you this rhinestone-studded leash for Tommy," Jim said happily as he
handed her the leash.
She immediately put the leash on Tommy's collar and a moment later she walked naked
into the softly illuminated living room where the gambling action was taking place that
evening.
There was a mattress in the middle of the floor with a blue sheet over it. A couple of
blue spotlights were lighting the middle of the mattress and she knew that was where
she and Tommy were expected to perform their show.
Pamela went to the middle of the room and got on the mattress amidst a storm of
applause. Appropriate rock music was accompanying her entrance and as she lay there
and propped her hips up on pillows, the big dog got the point. She began pulling on
the dog's cock.
One man suggested that she suck off the dog's cock. She had never given Tommy a
blow job. And at their insistent applause she let her pink tongue slip to the dog's cock
and she started sucking eagerly.
"Eat it," a drunken man called out as he puffed on a cigar in between drinks.
"Good girl," Jim cried out as he saw how enthusiastic the men were becoming over the
dog.
Pamela sucked on Tommy's dog cock until he was hard. It was embarrassing Tommy to
perform before a group of men. For the big dog sincerely loved Pamela. And he didn't
want to put on a demonstration fuck. And of course he didn't have the incentive to do
it that she did. For he didn't know that any money was being exchanged for his sexual
performance.
However, when Pamela pulled on his penis with her mouth and got his emotions high,
then she realized that she could go through with it.
Pamela gripped the dog's penis and guided it into her vagina. The dog thrust forward
in a hard push.
"Oh, Tommy," she gasped, "keep it up, that's the way to do it, love me."
The huge dog's cock pumped into her vigorously. She was so excited now she was
shaking.
"Fuck me," she begged, "fuck me, Tommy.
Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, that's what I want. Oh, Tommy give it to me. Fuck me with that
big dog prick of yours. Oh, what a feeling, oh, baby, I love it. I love your cock inside
me, Tommy. Fuck me."
The dog was wagging his tail and pumping into her in hard sharp thrusts.
The men were in hysterics now as they were applauding vigorously. They were
laughing as they watched the action unfolding on the mattress between the beautiful
young girl and her dog. The Japanese houseboy couldn't keep up with the drink
requests that poured forth from the men. They were really flipping out now as they
watched the hot action on the mattress.
"Give it to her," a drunken man slurred out. "Get that prick of yours going in her
pussy. Come on, dog, fuck her, fuck her real good with that hot dong of yours. She
loves it. Fuck her, dog, fuck her."
At this point her father felt like jumping out the window. It was the most sickening
sight he had ever seen. He was blaming himself for what was happening there on the
floor between his daughter and her big dog. He was disgusted that he had brought her
to this.
"Give it to me," Pamela panted. "Oh, Tommy, I want that big dog cock of yours in my
pussy. Now you're doing it, boy. That's the way to do it. Fuck me, Tommy, fuck my hot
pussy with your cock. Stab it in there, baby, stab me hard with your dog pecker. Ohhh,
ahh, yes, yes, that's the way to give it to me. Fuck me, Tommy, fuck me."
Pamela's father went over to the huge window and looked out at the twinkling city
lights far below him. And as he glanced at them he couldn't help think of his
daughter's mother. Rosemary seemed to hit him now with the lusty times she
demanded in the past. For his daughter, Pamela, was acting just like Rosemary had
acted. All she craved was sex. And she never could get enough of any kind of sex
action. He was sorry he had ever had a child by Rosemary. For he feared that she had
taken on her mother's sexual propensities. There was only one thing to do and Frank
knew it.
Frank's tortured mind thought back to all the times he had sex with his daughter. He
recalled her soft young body pressing against his in ecstatic lovemaking. He could
almost feel her warm bosoms pressing against his chest as they rolled about in bed,
passionate frenzy overtaking them as they loved each other. He had been wrong in ever
getting involved with her this way, he thought. It was all his fault that she was doing
this exhibition now. He hadn't been firm enough with her, he blamed himself. How
could he have let her do this? He was disgusted with himself for ever bring her to this
place and he could barely face the reality of his actions and their consequences.
He looked again at the blue-lit mattress in the middle of the room and he watched in
disgust as Pamela and her dog threshed about in front of all the staring men.
"Oh, wow," exclaimed one man as he stooped downward to watch the dog's mammoth
cock pushing into Pamela's soft pussy flesh. "Look at that dog go with his pecker into
that chick's twat. Can he ever fuck. And he loves it, too. Just look at him fuck."
The rest of the men were mesmerized by the spirited action between Pamela and her
huge dog. The wild-eyed expressions on the faces of the men as they hunched closer to
watch the young girl and her dog, gave ample evidence of the sexual excitation that was
running rampant within the group of men now.
"Fuck him, baby," Jim called out in encouragement as he stood above Pamela, "give
him that pussy action. Twist your tail for him. Fuck back, baby, meet his thrusts, fuck
that damn dog, baby, fuck him."
Through the blur of sexual excitement that shrouded Pamela, she could hear the cheers
of the men as they crowded about the mattress. Tommy's cock kept plunging and
stabbing into her pussy as she eagerly accepted his every forward jab. She was
completely lost in the sexual thrills of the moment that she was experiencing as she
fucked with her dog.
"Ohhh, Tommy," she groaned in ecstasy, "fuck me, baby, fuck. Give me that dog cock
of yours. Cream in my pussy, baby, give me that dog juice. I want it. I need it. Fuck
me, baby, fuck, fuck!"
The dog heaved forward determinedly, ramming his stiff pecker into her box as she
churned her body beneath his cock onslaughts.
She gasped in a sexual frenzy as the dog continued to tear into her pussy flesh with his
steaming pecker.
"I'm going to juice, baby," she cried out. "You've almost got me there. I have to juice, I
can feel it, I'm gonna cum, Tommy, I'm gonna spill my pussy juices. I can't hold out
much longer. Oh, baby, let's do it together. Let's do it together, baby. Cream with me.
Spill those dog juices in my pussy. Fuck me, baby, fuck."
Faster and faster Pamela churned her hips as the dog continued ramming forward with
a fierce determination. It was obvious he was on the very brink of orgasm now as he
jabbed into her pussy folds.
Some of the men were pulling on their own peckers as they closed in still tighter
around the mattress. They were jacking off to the tempo of Tommy's cock stabs into
Pamela's pussy. They were all lost in sexual rapture as they watched the hot action on
the mattress.
Frank was also in a frenzy as he watched the action. But his frenzy was not sexual. His
tortured mind was reeling with emotions of guilt and disgust. He watched in horror as
Pamela bounced about on the mattress with her dog, meeting each cock thrust with her
own upward thrusts. It was very obviously a moment of total sexual lust for Pamela and
the leering men around her.
Finally, Frank took up all of his courage and went to the far side of the room. All the
men were totally lost in watching Pamela and her dog, fucking heatedly on the
mattress. The men couldn't care less about how Frank felt. No one was interested in
what Pamela's father was feeling at that moment. He was unimportant as far as their
activity was concerned at that very moment. But within seconds the scene changed.
Frank made a split-second decision and then the men heard a fantastic noise as Frank
rushed across the room and jumped through the glass window.
"God, what was that?" Jim called out as he turned on the living room lights.
The dog didn't stop. He went right on fucking Pamela, stabbing and driving his huge
dog cock into her churning pussy.
"Oh, no," Jim said, as he looked out the window and saw Pamela's father crashing to
the cement below.
There was a stunned silence in the room for a long moment. Then one of the men
became so uptight he got on the phone. He called the police.
Pamela was pulled away from the dog by Jim quickly. Japanese houseboy helped her
dress, clumsily pulling on her clothes as quickly as possible.
When the police came they couldn't keep Pamela under control. She cried out in a
frenzy, "I killed him, I killed my father. It was all my fault, oh, why did I do it, why did
I let him do it! It's all my fault. Oh, daddy, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. Oh, daddy,
forgive me for doing this to you, I didn't mean to kill you, I didn't, I didn't, I didn't!"
The police listened to her story calmly.
"I was oversexed like my mom," she said, "and I made daddy bring me to this horrid
blind pig. I wanted to perform with my dog Tommy. Daddy didn't want to bring me
here, but I made him. I threatened him. Oh, why did I do it? It's all my fault, I killed
my own father with my sexual cravings."
The officer was startled as he took in all she had been blurting forth.
"You've had sex with your dog," the officer finally asked in disbelief.
"Yes, I've been having a sexual affair with him for some time," she said. "And finally I
persuaded my father to help me make money doing it with Tommy at an exhibition. I
was greedy to get money. My father didn't want me to do it, he really didn't. But I
made him bring me here. I forced him to do it. I was going to get two hundred dollars
for doing it.
That's the price we agreed upon for me to fuck with the dog while these men watched
us. My father didn't want this exhibition. He said I was like my mother, just wanting
sex all the time. I guess he was right after all. I wanted to get all the sex kicks I would
get out of this exhibition. Daddy knew Jim and he said he would arrange it. He didn't
want to, but I pleaded with him."
Pamela sobbed as she told her story to the police.
"And this is where your father brought you to perform this exhibition," the officer
asked coldly, taking notes.
"Yes," she said. "He figured this was as good a place as any for me to begin. I'm sorry I
did this to him, I really am. If I hadn't been so greedy to make money, this wouldn't
have happened. Daddy would still be alive today. It's all my fault for being so greedy to
have sex with my dog for money."
"You have reason to be sorry," the officer said. "Your father's killed himself and
apparently it was your conduct that got him so upset."
"Don't tell me about it any more," she said. "I've suffered enough. Mom ran away and
now daddy is dead and I'm left alone."
"You've still got your dog," one man called out cryptically as the police took his name.
"You didn't need to say that to her," the officer reprimanded him sternly.
"Well, she and that damn dog got us all in this mess in the first place," the man said
angrily. "She hit it right herself. It's all her fault for causing this rotten situation."
Realizing that he was going to be checked out for being at a gambling whorehouse
operation made the man very angry.
"All you care about," Pamela stammered, "is your kicks. That's what half of you guys
live for. Just sex kicks. I've got a heart. I didn't know it until now. I really loved daddy.
He didn't want me to get involved in sex stuff like this. He was a good man. I loved
him very much and he loved me. He wouldn't have done this if I hadn't made him so
upset by my behavior and this sex exhibition that I forced him to take me to. Daddy
didn't believe in my getting involved this way. He loved me too much and he just
couldn't stand what I was doing here. It was just too much for him."
"But you said your father was having sex with you," Jim reminded her.
"Is that true?" the officer asked Pam frankly, disturbed at the new turn of events.
"But I loved him. Sex with love can't be wrong, can it? We loved each other and it was
very beautiful. We made beautiful love together and I'll always remember it. I wanted
him so much, so very much. And daddy wanted me, too. He said I reminded him of
mother. He missed her so much and he did need to have sex so badly. I was just giving
him what he needed. It was what he deserved. He deserved my giving him love and
what we did was beautiful. Even daddy said it was beautiful. I can't feel sorry for giving
him that kind of love. It was the last love he had in his life."
"Young lady," the officer said, "I think you need some help. You're a very mixed-up
young girl. What you've been doing is very wrong. We'll see that you get the help you
need."
"No," she cried out desperately, "you can't take me down to Juvenile. I don't want to be
there. Please, don't take me there. I won't go, I won't, I won't."
She broke into hysterical sobs of protest. And then she tried to break away and began
to run toward the open, shattered window, the jagged glass framing the view of the city
be low, the drapes at the side of the large window frame moving gently in the evening
breeze.
One of the police officers caught her by the shoulders as she moved toward the jagged
glass in a frenzy of not really knowing what she was doing.
She sobbed quietly now as she suddenly realized her position. It was all over for Pamela
now. She had no idea what would happen to her, where they would take her or what
the future held in store for her. Her troubled thoughts catapulted about in her young
mind in disorder.
The realization of her father's suicide had finally registered with a dulling awareness.
She blamed herself for all that had happened for she acknowledged to herself that her
sexual greed had forced her father to take his own life. She was now fully aware of what
she had caused to happen by her lustful desires for sexual kicks. The despairs she felt
registered on her face as she looked about the room sadly, her gaze coming to rest on
the face of the officer who held her firmly.
"Just relax," the officer said, trying to calm her down. "We're only trying to help you,
Miss."
"I wish I were dead," she said, as they led her away.


THE END
