A STRANGE LUST
By Alfred Gold


Foreword

The question of why some women are sexually attracted to dogs, has mystified experts
through the ages.
One general pattern tends to encompass every female-canine sex association however,
that of loneliness or alienation on the part of the woman.
The explosive topic of canine sex and the underlying ramifications contributing toward
it are confronted with bold dramatic force in "A Strange Lust".
Author Alfred Gold covers the question of female-canine sex activity as it existed in the
case of a beautiful suburban housewife, by the name of Melissa Fuller.
The novel begins with Melissa exclusively devoted to her strong and sexually
demanding husband Harv. Since she too has passionate sexual desires, they form a
compatible team.
Eventually Melissa becomes lonely when Harv's work takes him out of town much of
the time. Eager to find a companion, she obtains her husband's permission to buy
herself a strong and alert German Shepherd dog, which she promptly names Napoleon,
as befits his emperor's bearing.
Melissa breaks down and has sex with Napoleon. She finds he makes a perfect
companion when her husband is gone.
The plot thickens further when a beautiful young woman moves in next door. Her
uninhibitedness excites Melissa, and she experiments further in previously verboten
areas of lovemaking.
The story eventually resolves itself, but not until it has taken a series of bizarre turns.
The author tackles a subject about which much has been said, but very little is truly
understood. Through realistic characterization and intelligent story development, Alfred
Gold has done much toward alleviating pervading ignorance, concerning the question
of female-canine sexual relations.
-The Publisher


Chapter 1

Harv and Melissa Fuller watched the screen in front of them intently, as the color sex
movie had the entire audience sitting with gripped silence.
On the screen, the tall, dark-haired man with the moustache, had a razor in his right
hand. He was totally nude and sported a huge hard on. Next to him on the bed was a
beautiful blonde, who reclined on her buttocks with her creamy white legs spread
widely.
Her long blonde hair glittered radiantly and her blue eyes sparkled. Her breasts jutted
out magnificently, causing the man to stop long enough to run his fingers over them.
"Lots of nice tits there," he exclaimed.
"Glad you like them."
"I dig all of you."
"Including my pussy?"
"Especially your pussy," he said. "In fact, your pussy is on my mind right now."
"That's nice, because your cock is always on my mind."
The longer that the dialogue unfolded, the more nervously Harv and Melissa Fuller
twitched, as they listened and watched. There was nothing like going to a sex movie,
they agreed, to get them turned on for activity of their own. They had been married for
slightly better than a year. They were married while Harv was still in the Air Force and
Melissa was working as a nurse at the hospital of the base, where Harv was stationed.
Now they were a stunning suburban couple, with Harv working as an insurance claims
adjuster and Melissa working as a part time nurse at the local hospital. Between them
they managed a decent income and enjoyed living to the hilt. To that point they had no
children, so they were free basically to come and go as they pleased. As for Harv, he
would rather stay at home most of the time and fuck Melissa. And who could blame
him, after taking one look at Melissa. She was an overpowering blonde of five nine,
who resembled very much the girl on the screen.
No wonder my cock is so hard, Harv thought, as he observed the blonde in the movie.
It reminded him of Melissa, the girl who turned him on more than any of the others he
had ever had. Consequently he had married her whereas, in the case of the others, he
had fucked them until he had tired of the novelty at which point he moved on.
As for the unfolding scene on the screen, the man with the moustache held the razor
out proudly.
"I've always wanted to shave your pubic vee," he revealed.
"You'd like my snatch shaved?"
"I think that would be great. Then I'll go down on it."
"Are you getting tired of the hair being in the way?"
"You do have cute pussy hair, but I just want to see what it's like to go down on your
box without any hair."
"I'm always willing to make adjustments to please you."
"That's why I dig you, you doll."
He reached out and patted her several times on her right ass cheek. Then he moved the
razor forward, zeroing in on her pussy. The camera zoomed in at that point, providing
the attentive film audience with a searing close up of the activities as they proceeded.
Harv leaned forward with keen anticipation as he saw the curled golden pussy hairs of
the girl on the screen. It reminded him so much of his own overpoweringly beautiful
wife. He began to wonder if maybe, at least as a novelty, he ought to shave Melissa's
hair from her twat once they got home.
"Now I'll put this blade to work," the man on the screen grinned.
Harv watched carefully as the blade went to work on her curly twat hairs. He took his
time, stopping every now and then to kiss her lips.
"I can hardly wait to go down on that shaved box," he said as he reached the final
stages of his efforts.
She was looking down between her legs with a smile of satisfaction. She liked the kind
of attention she received from her man, and she liked his innovative ability to always
come up with something new.
He finished skillfully shaving her box. He gathered up her pubic hairs and held them in
his fingers, looking at them as if they were precious crown jewels.
"The pussy hair of the girl I love," he said.
To prove what he thought of her, he pressed the snatch hair to his lips and kissed it.
Then he rose from the bed, and placed the pussy hair on top of a table.
"This is much too precious to throw away," he winked at her.
"You're absolutely too much."
"Save those superlatives until I've gone down on your snatch."
"I'm ready for you to start any time, you hard cocked bastard."
"I love that dirty talk. I never seem to lose my hard on when I'm around you."
"I'm getting hard down there between my legs myself. I'm hot, baby, you really turned
me on by shaving that pussy. I'm anxious to see how you're going to do when you
attack my nest."
"Bomb's away," he laughed.
His head dropped quickly between her legs. His fingers moved their way briskly up and
down over her creamy thighs. He loved to grip her trim, sensuous legs. It provided him
with extra enthusiasm while he was doing something else.
At that particular time, he had a one tracked mind. The only thing he could think of
was providing her with satisfaction as he allowed his tongue to attack her now shaved
pussy.
Seconds later his tongue was working feverishly over her hot slit. As the camera moved
in, Harv and Melissa both observed the moistening process that was taking place in her
snatch. As the cunt moistened, the man became all the more excited.
While his tongue continued to eagerly make its way around her searing red vagina
walls, he used the forefinger of his right hand to shove inside her rectum.
"Oh, you dirty man, do I ever like your sucking, do I ever like the way you're ramming
that finger up my ass hole," she said. "Oh, you're using it like a poker, keep on
ramming it, keep that finger up my ass hole, I love it, keep it up, keep that sucking
going, keep the finger fuck going, I love your finger fucking, finger fuck me, baby, I
want it, fuck me, suck me, I want it, keep it up, suck, suck, ram that finger up my ass
hole."
Now the beautiful blonde had been reduced to a trembling mass of molten sexual
energy. His tongue continued to slip and slide in her. Every now and then his tongue
would devote itself to her clitoris. At one point, when her clit was receiving brisk action
from his tongue, she exclaimed: "O.K., you sexy bastard, get that tongue to work, get it
to work on my clit," she told him. "Give me a little tooth action, nibble on the thing,
nibble on it, just like you're having your breakfast, better yet your lunch, keep it up,
keep nibbling on that clit, oh, you're a sexy bastard, you are."
Enjoying the kind of sexy jive talk that she was supplying to him, he went to work with
greater excitement than before, ramming his finger as high into her rectum as it would
go. The finger continued probing her as the tongue worked its way with feverish
anxiety over her snatch. Now his prick was so hard that he almost had to shoot it. It
was just a question of holding the orgasmic liquid in place, so that he could shoot it off
in either her mouth or snatch.
But as for that moment, her snatch was experiencing the hot desires implanted into her
by his naked sexy aura, coupled with his magnificent tongue stabbing efforts.
"What a tongue you've got, keep on sucking, keep the sucking going," she sighed.
"Keep up that sucking, suck me, suck that cunt, go down on my snatch, suck every
inch of it, suck me, suck me, suck me."
His finger fucking movements were timed to completely coincide with his tongue stabs.
As his tongue continued to wield with effective grace over her red moist snatch, his
finger continued driving with keen enthusiasm, high up into the erogenous inner
regions of her flaming ass hole.
"Just keep up sucking on that shaved box a few seconds more," she warned him. "Just
keep it up a little longer, baby, because I'm going to fuck you in the mouth. I'm going
to let my pussy juice, my sweet nectar, my human apple juice, shoot into your mouth.
I'm fucking you in the mouth, fucking you good, keep those sucking movements
coming, keep on sucking me, oh, I'm getting closer, keep it up, keep it up, ooohhh,
ooohhh, ooohhh."
The camera was right there to record the explosion for posterity. He let his finger
remain high up inside her rectum, supplying her with an extra sensation as the juice
shot into his mouth.
He took his finger out of her ass hole and removed his tongue from her shaved pussy.
Harv and Melissa had become so turned on by the sexually exciting event they viewed
on the screen, that Melissa wetted her panties with exciting orgasmic fluid, and Harv
had been barely able to control himself. It had become torture for the strapping ex-Air
Force man to hang on to his orgasm. But he had a very practical reason for doing so.
He was saving his best shots for Melissa once they got home.
They attended sex movies frequently. It had been Harv's suggestion initially. At first
Melissa, who had been something of a small town prude before she married Harv, was
opposed to the idea. She found it somehow demented to go to a motion picture theater
to watch people engaged in intercourse.
"You go just once, my sexy little kitten, and I'll assure you you'll dig it," Harv promised
her in an attempt to coax her to go with him. "Any dame who digs sex as much as you
do will also enjoy watching it. It will get you good and stimulated so that when we get
home we'll know different positions we want to try, and will be that much more turned
on."
"It strikes me as a pretty dirty business, but I'll go with you just this once," she told
him. "But don't give me a ribbing, and don't try and argue, with me, if I want to leave
early and refuse to ever go back."
"You've got yourself a deal, Melissa. We'll find out tonight just how you're going to
react."
Harv's judgment had proven correct. Melissa had exploded some fluids in her panties as
she watched a hot man shove his daggerlike dong, into the deep inner reaches of a hot
redhead tight pussy. It caused her snatch to become so anxiety ridden that she almost
left the theater early, but for a totally different reason than she thought she would have.
That night as Harv drove her home, she could hardly contain herself. She suggested at
one point they even stop at a motel, since she did not want him to spend fifteen
minutes longer driving.
"And I thought you didn't dig this kind of stuff," he turned and laughed.
From that evening on they had gone to sex movies frequently. They generally averaged
at least one visit per week, usually on the weekends. They attempted to coincide their
visits, with the very evening when they anticipated engaging in a lot of brisk sexual
activity. They came to think of the sex movies, as something that approximated pep
rallies given to inspire football teams before taking the field for battle.
Harv's hot dick clung tightly to his shorts as he watched more action unfolding on the
screen. He wondered what would happen next, in the immediate wake of that torrid
snatch sucking scene.
"That pussy of mine is still hot," the blonde exclaimed.
"You mean that snatch that I just shaved?"
"That's right. It needs more action."
"Let me tell you something, you sexy little wench. That big prick of mine can use some
action too."
He reached down and ran his fingers up and down his long pecker. The camera closed
in, to give the viewers an indication as to how hot he was.
Melissa's eyes widened with excitement as she saw the big cock on the screen. It made
her think of Harv. She stared down between Harv's legs, and observed his swollen
organ, clearly discernible as it remained perched beneath his trousers. Immediately she
felt a great sensation, a series of tingles emerge between her legs. She could hardly wait
to have that hot meat shoving around inside her nervous box.
Her eyes then switched back quickly to the screen. She was wondering what would
happen next. Melissa did not have to wonder for long. Unfolding on the screen was a
delicious sight of the man shoving that hot peter inside her cunt.
"I want that hot stick to cream inside me," she told him. "Fuck me, baby, fuck me
good, run that hot stick inside the shaved box, fuck it good, fuck it long, fuck it hard,
ram that hard on into me, I want it, fuck, fuck, fuck."
"You want me to finger fuck you too?"
"You're damned right. Why discriminate against a girl's hot ass hole?"
"I never want to get accused of being anti-asshole, particularly your asshole."
"You dig my rectum?"
"I'm wild about it."
"Good, then let's have a little more action inside it. Finger fuck me, you handsome
bastard you, fuck me, give me the whole treatment, run that hot stick inside me."
Spurred on by her exciting words, the man lunged forward and allowed his huge prick
to stab her with electrifying grace.
He was a powerful man who knew just how to wield his big dick. Even though he was
slamming his cock into her with such force that the entire bed rocked, including the
beautiful blonde's body, he still managed to time his efforts in such a way that they
never got out of hand. His movements remained of a controlled nature.
"Are you ever giving me a ride," she gasped, as her hips and buttocks bounced and
swayed on the bed. "Just keep up that hot fucking, I really dig it, I really love it, I really
like your action, keep stabbing me, keep fucking me, I love it, fuck me, fuck me."
While the forefinger of his right hand continued to stab inside her hot rectum with a
piston-like enthusiasm and grace, the fingers of his left hand worked enthusiastically
over her voluptuous tits. The camera would move in every now and then as his fingers
twisted against her nipples.
"Hey, you're quite a tit man too," she commended him, "keep playing with those
nipples, I like the sensation when you pinch them, keep it up, I don't mind at all, I love
it, just love it."
"Damn, but you're a great fuck," he gasped. "Oh, keep that hot meat pouring into me."
"I wouldn't think of stopping now, I couldn't stop now, I'm too hot, I'm burning up,
my balls are itching something awful."
"That must mean you are getting ready to shoot off your juices in my hot nest."
"That's exactly what I do mean."
"Oh, keep it up, keep those fingers on my tits, keep stabbing my ass hole, keep that hot
cock inside my mound."
"Oh, baby, this is so great, you're so tight, this is so exciting, it's so great shoving that
prick inside your box, I love it, just love it."
"Keep fucking me. Keep fucking."
"Oh, now I'm really getting close. Now those balls are really itching."
"Lean forward and kiss me. I want to feel your tongue. Let's French, lover, let's French,
let's let those hot tongues of ours rub together." He shoved his head forward and let his
tongue slip out of his mouth. She opened her mouth and he allowed his tongue inside
it. Their tongues converged, bathing in their own erotic adventure.
Now, as he reached the pinnacle of orgasm, they were as hot as two humans could
possibly be. While their tongues slid against each other, creating saliva friction, the
fingers of one hand were toying with her tits. With the other hand he was continuing to
shove his forefinger high up into her erotic rectum.
As for his cock, it continued to drill her tight moist cunt with pulsating excitement. He
was just a few strokes away from shooting.
The camera moved in to record the big moment. Harv and Melissa watched with
tingling interest, as a sea of hot white cock juice shot out of the end of the bulbous tip
of his extremely stiff joint.
As the last drop of juice squirted out of his rod, the man withdrew his tongue from her
mouth.
"That had to be the best fuck I ever got in my whole life," he told her, letting his fingers
glide playfully around her buttocks.
"I feel the same way. My idea of a good time would be fucking twenty-four hours a
day."
"My sentiments exactly."
"We make quite a fucking team."
"Oh, baby, I love you."
Their lips met in an explosive kiss, rubbing together passionately as they created more
erotic friction. At that point THE END flashed on the screen.
As the curtain went down on the screen lovers, the theater erupted in spontaneous
applause.
"Was that ever a film," Harv looked over at Melissa. As he stared into that beautiful
face, he observed beads of sweat on her forehead. They were also there on his forehead.
"I just can't watch too much of that. It gets me too hot."
At that point the lights went on in the theater. It was intermission time, and another
stimulating film would follow in ten minutes.
"Well, there's one more film to see, provided that we can take it."
"That's just the trouble. When I'm sitting here next to you, I get so hot I want to unzip
you and go down on your prick right here and now."
"Don't think I didn't feel like undressing you when that guy was ramming his cock
inside that girl," Harv admitted. "How would you like to make it home and have some
good fucking of our own?"
"You know, baby," she looked at him and smiled warmly, "I was just getting ready to
suggest the same thing."
"We're both oversexed."
"Sex nuts, in fact."
"Let's get out of here. I've got a hard on that won't quit."
"You're telling me," she nodded as they got up from their seats and moved toward the
aisle. "My eyes kept switching from the cock that belonged to the guy on the screen, to
your cock."
"Very flattering."
"You haven't seen the beginning of it. Wait till you see what I've got in store for you
when we get home."
"I've got a few things ready for you as well."
"I'm glad I married you."
"Same goes here. We have fucks that most people only dream of."
"Just like the lovers on the screen."
"So right."


Chapter 2

Harv stood underneath the shower spray. He was regulating the warmth of the shower
water, attempting to get it at just the right temperature, for both himself and his
beautiful sexy wife.
While Harv manipulated the shower spray, Melissa was undressing in the bedroom. She
looked into the mirror and grinned appreciatively, thankful that she had been given
such a beautiful body. She climbed out of her dress, looking down and quickly
observing the stains in her panties which had been caused by an exciting orgasm,
precipitated by the hot sex action on the theater screen.
She stooped over and tugged at her pantyhose, pulling them slowly but surely off her
smooth, creamy white legs, which were both soft and firm, glowing and sensuous. She
remembered how Harv had said, that the first thing he had noticed about her had been
her legs and ass cheeks.
She made it a point to take very good care of those long trim legs since they meant so
much to Harv. She finished taking off her hose, then let her fingers reach up toward her
bra.
While she stood in the mirror and watched, she unhooked the strap which held
together her bra. She removed her bra and discarded it on the floor. She ran her fingers
over the warm, curvy surface of her pendulous breasts. She looked at the breasts and
nipples for several seconds, happy that they were so large and firm. She loved the way
that Harv went to work on them with his fingers and tongue.
Now nothing remained but her panties. She reached down and gripped the elastic,
pulling them down her hips, all the way to her ankles. She took them off, stepping out
of them nimbly.
Her vagina was so warm and moist that she reached down and toyed with it with her
fingers several times. She was ready for that warm shower.
"O.K., honey," she heard Harv's voice shout excitedly from the bathroom. "I've got the
shower water just right. Come on in here and we'll play a little grabass underneath the
water."
She strutted gratefully into the bathroom, letting her hot ass cheeks wiggle back and
forth. Even though no one was there to appreciate the sexiness of those well timed
wiggles, it was something that she did instinctively. She had gotten used to doing it
based upon a request that Harv had made shortly after they were married.
"It really turns that prick of mine on to see those ass cheeks wiggling," he had
explained to her at the time.
Eager to please, she had maneuvered those hips in that fashion ever since. The only
time she tried to control it was when she was on the street by herself. If she let herself
get too carried away, she recognized that men would be getting hot and would be
approaching her on the street.
She walked with great delight to the bathroom, stepping nimbly toward the shower. She
got a good look at Harv's beautiful body. He was a strapping man of better than six
feet, with broad shoulders, and a thick, hairy chest. His tree trunk legs were also hairy,
but rather than notice them, she noticed what lay between them.
"You've never looked harder," she said as she stepped toward the shower.
"Those movies coupled with your face and figure will do the job any time."
"I can hardly wait to get in their and horse around with you."
"Come on, honey, the water's fine."
She stepped inside the shower and he grabbed her by her buttocks.
"The cheeks I love to squeeze."
"Squeeze them to your heart's content."
"That's right, you're property of mine. I've got the marriage license to prove it."
"Not property, an equal sex partner."
"There you go with that women's lib stuff again. You've been attending too many of
those fucking meetings."
"All I want is a little equality in the sex act."
"Democratic sex, eh?"
"That's what I want."
"You've got it. I dig your pussy, and I dig your cock."
"You can't ask for any more than that," she chuckled.
After allowing his fingers to toy with the hot firm ass cheeks, he allowed his eager
fingers of his right hand to go to work on her hot snatch. His fingers moved around her
snowy box, white-thatched and bursting with excitement.
"Those pussy lips of mine are all puckered and ready to go," she chuckled.
"You're nice and wet down there. I love that feeling. I love that wetness. It means
you're ready to screw."
"Baby, I've been ready to screw, from the second that I saw those naked sex maniacs in
that bed on the screen."
"Yeah, they were sex maniacs just like we are."
"I'm proud to be a sex maniac."
"So am I."
He removed his fingers from her twat, letting them slide upward toward her breasts. He
fondled her soft but firm tits, allowing his warm fingers to work their way over the
pliable flesh. He let his fingers work with magical skill, as her entire body trembled to
the excitement of his stimulating touch.
"It feels so good when you play with my tits," she told him.
"Such lovely tits they are."
"Toy with those nipples a little, like the guy did to the gal in the film."
"Who says you can't learn something by going to the movies these days?" he burst into
laughter.
"If you go to the right films, like we do, you can learn one helluva lot."
"Damned right."
His fingers roamed freely over her breasts and nipples for the next few moments. By
then he was so worked up that he felt like soaping her down, then washing her.
Harv withdrew his fingers from her breasts, picking up a bar of soap. He ran the soap
bar over her breasts, getting hard and excited as he observed the soap bubbles meshing
with her warm, inviting flesh.
"That feels so good," she told him.
"I'm just getting started. I'm going to wash my lover before I take her to bed and turn
her every way but loose."
"I'll bet you've got a fucking in store for me."
"I'm going to play like I'm the mad man at the sex carnival."
"You don't have to play. You fit the image."
"That's the nicest thing you've ever said to me."
"Yeah, except for fuck me."
"Guess you've got a point there," he nodded. Once he finished soaping down her
breasts, he moved down to her inviting twat. He stared at the glistening wet pussy hairs
for several seconds before applying the soap. It turned him on so much that he almost
stopped in his tracks, as he observed carefully the sight of the radiant blonde pussy hair
and the soap suds.
"Now it's time for the most fun of all," he told her, flashing a cynical little smile.
"What's up next?"
"I'm gonna ram this red hot soap bar right up your rectum, just like that guy in the
film shoved his hot finger up there."
"That sounds positively delightful."
A broad grin swept across his face as he allowed the soap bar to slip between her
buttocks and into her anus. Her body quivered, and she laughed like a little girl who
had been tickled, as he continued jamming the bar of soap high into her ass.
"What a sensation," he exclaimed.
"It sure is, from my standpoint too."
While her body twisted and turned, he continued to stab her in a brisk up and down
fashion with the bar of soap. Harv kept thinking about the man in the movie, and the
way that he had shoved his finger repeatedly high into the blonde ass hole.
Once he withdrew the soap bar from her anus, he let it run down her left leg. He then
switched it to her right, after which he decided that his job had been finished.
"Now get under that spray," he told her, "and you'll be all rinsed off."
As she stood under the spray and allowed the soap to roll off her twisting golden body,
Harv got behind her and grabbed a hold of her ass cheeks. He took his fingers and
toyed with the cheeks, digging in repeatedly, enjoying the brisk activity.
"Now it's time for me to soap you down a little," she said.
"Be my guest."
"I'm such a dirty minded girl when I put my mind to it."
"Horse shit, you're just plain sexy."
She took the soap bar that he had been using, and goosed his ass hole by shoving it
much the same way that he had done for her.
"This I really love," he nodded appreciatively.
He loved the burning sensation that attended the skillful shoving of the soap bar into
his ass. His entire body wriggled, just as hers had when he had supplied a soap impetus
to her ass.
She kept up the action for several long inspiring minutes, after which she shifted it to
his cock and balls.
"I've got to have this prick nice and clean," she said. "It's going to play a big role in my
life tonight."
"Is it ever. Have you ever seen it more erect?"
"The damned thing seems like it's growing by the hour."
"I know. It's kind of like Jack and the Beanstalk."
"By the time it stops growing, it will probably be the size of a good beanstalk."
"Would you like it to be that big?
"As long as it can fit inside my pussy, it can keep on growing to its heart's content."
"I'll remember that," he chuckled.
He enjoyed the sensations which she supplied with the soap. He felt both warm and
hard down there. A great contentment swept through him. He loved having a devoted
wife who would pull out all stops in seeing that he received the utmost in sexual
excitement.
When she finished soaping down his chest, he was too excited to permit her to go on.
"O.K., honey, let's stop now. I'll wrap it up by rinsing myself off," he told her.
"You sound like you're getting real horny now."
"You'd better believe it. I've got the hard on to prove it, don't I?"
"Yes, you have," she grinned, reaching down and running her fingers over his hard
prick.
Their bodies, clean and radiantly glistening, they got out of the tub. Each of them
grabbed a towel. They began to dry one another off.
"I love the sensation of drying off this beautiful body," Harv said.
"You and me both. I love drying yours."
Harv shoved the towel forward, letting it come in contact with her smooth breasts. He
rubbed the water off of them, then moved the towel around to where he was rubbing.
her back. When the towel dropped down to her ass cheeks, he felt a wave of titillation
sweep through his body. He always loved coming into contact with those smooth
buttocks.
As for her, she enjoyed to the fullest, the activity of allowing her towel to run briskly
over his hard cock.
"That thing's like cement," she said.
"You're damned right it is. Just wait till you feel it inside you."
"I can hardly wait."
Once they finished drying themselves off, he observed her glistening cunt. He wondered
about the advisability of doing the same thing that the man in the movie had done to
his partner. He had thought in the past about shaving her cunt, and had heard friends
of his at work talking about how much nicer it was, to flash one's tongue around inside
a perfectly clean snatch.
He had loved her snowy white pussy hairs to such an extent that he had not taken the
bold step forward, even though he had thought about it. But now, in the wake of
having seen how much fun the man on the screen derived from sucking a shaved
mound, he decided that it just might be the thing to do to Melissa.
"I think I'll get out my razor just like that guy in the movie did," he grinned.
"For what reason?"
"The same reason he had."
"You want to shave me?" she smiled. "That's right. How about it?"
"I don't know. I've never had my box shaved before."
"I should hope not," he looked at her. "I've never shaved it, and I'd better not catch any
other horny sonofabitch shaving it for you." By that time he was captivated by the
prospect of shaving her mound. He got out the razor and quickly took care of the
necessary preparations, prior to using it on her snatch.
She sat down on the toilet seat and let her legs spread eagerly.
"It gives me a great feeling of power to know that I'm going to shave off your beaver
box," he laughed.
"I'm wondering what it's going to be like when you suck me the other way."
"We'll find out soon enough."
A feeling of delicious excitement reeled through him as he watched the snowy pubic
hairs falling from her snatch.
Several times he got so excited while he was running the razor over her nest that he
reached out with his fingers and let them dip and slide around her vagina.
"Cut that out," she chuckled. "You're going to get me moist all over again."
"What the hell you think I'm trying to do? Nothing like a good little lube job to get my
lover in the mood for more action."
"Oh, does that ever feel dreamy, the way you're running those fingers over my twat."
"This is a good warm up for the big action that will follow."
"Is it ever, lover, just keep it up."
After he succeeded in getting her box nice and wet, he dipped down and allowed his
fingers to sop up some warm snatch juice.
An excited Harv then brought the fingers up to his mouth. He let his tongue slide out
and run the fingers over his tongue, so that he could get a taste of her liquid.
"Hhmmm, good," he said. "Just a little tantalizing taste to get a guy in the mood for
more."
"You dirty old man."
"Correction, honey. You mean dirty young man."
"Whatever you are, I love you."
"So sweet of you to say."
He slapped her buttocks cheeks several times playfully, then went to work in earnest as
he removed the final few blonde pubic hairs from her now moist vagina.
"Now that we've gotten our kicks in here, honey, let's go into the bedroom and tear
each other up.
"Am I ever ready. I'm waiting to see what you're going to do, when that tongue of
yours slides down between my legs."
"You know what I really want to do?"
"What's that?"
"I want a nice sixty nine. A really brisk one."
"That sounds downright yummy."
They strode quickly into the bedroom and got into bed together. He allowed his fingers
to manipulate swiftly over the warm folds of flesh around her breasts. The skin was
tight and smooth, just the way he wanted it. His cock became all the more aroused,
with every feverish touch he managed to obtain with his aroused fingers.
"You're so smooth to touch," he said softly, continuing his efforts.
"Think I'll touch you myself."
Melissa then went to work doing something that was guaranteed to get him so hot, that
he would instantly be on the verge of shooting. She let her fingers drop down to his
erect dick and inflated balls.
Her fingers went to work sliding up and down his long pole. She recalled the way in
which the man in the movie derived great sexual excitement, after he had succeeded in
getting his cock aroused to the fullest extent.
The fingers of her right hand grabbed his enormous fleshy tool, working up and down
on it, pumping so eagerly that he quickly became reduced to a series of gasps. While
the fervent up and down strokes were being applied by her fingers, she put the fingers
of her free hand to work exercising themselves diligently over his inflated scrotum.
"You're gonna have me shooting right now," he exclaimed.
"Go to work on my pussy, honey. That will get us all set to sixty nine."
"You're on, baby."
His fingers quickly found her now shaved snatch. He noticed the difference
immediately. There was no pubic hair at all in his path, just a nice perfectly shaved slit,
which his fingers immediately found the handle on and exercised with brisk
movements.
Their fingers flew in a flurry, and their bodies began to quiver with the pent up
excitement that developed from the steady finger movement. They became increasingly
hotter with each searing touch.
"I can't take it any more, let's go down on each other, let's suck a little ass before we get
into the juice shooting sprees," Harv said excitedly.
They flipped their bodies sideways so that Harv's tongue was even with Melissa's ass
and cunt, while Melissa's head was situated directly opposite Harv's hot cock.
Their tongues surged forward, going to work inside each other's ass hole. The tongues
circulated with swift spirited thrusts, as they drilled each other with great excitement.
They splashed eagerly inside each other's ass hole as their bodies trembled with great
excitement. The tempo was building furiously as they matched each other suck for
suck, losing themselves in the frenzied excitement of the pace they set.
When Harv began to feel an overpowering itchiness that circulated through his cock
and balls, he decided that the action had to be switched to his explosive prick.
"Suck my cock," he commanded with great excitement, as he lifted his hot tongue from
her equally intense ass hole.
"O.K., honey, and you give my pussy the once over."
"The once over? I'm gonna leave the imprint of my damned tongue on it. That's what
I'm gonna do. I'm gonna brand your snatch with my tongue."
"Since it belongs only to you, I suppose that you have that right."
"Since we're on a women's lib kick, I guess you've got the right to brand my hot meat
with your tongue."
"I suppose I do."
"Then let's brand each other right now, sweetheart."
Her tongue slipped swiftly up and down the length of his immense rod. He
immediately felt like a man burning up, as if he could not hold out any longer. The
strokes came at a fast and furious clip, as his swollen scrotum felt the pressure of the
load inside it intensifying. He could already envision the sensation attached to the end
of his pecker, exploding with a sonic white blast. She would have a voluminous load of
semen shooting inside her.
All the while his hot tongue explored her cunt with feverish passion. He attacked her
with uninhibited strokes, moving that warm salivating red tongue over the fleshy meat
of her moist, inviting vaginal walls.
He nibbled on her clitoris as she trembled with great excitement. He was moving with
relentless eagerness over her mound, which was becoming moister and more aroused,
with every passionate tongue stroke directed her way.
Their trembling bodies slipped and slid as they continued to generate their own brand
of stimulating excitement, allowing their tongues to sweep eagerly over each other. Her
tongue continued to attack his massive throbbing tool, as the hot load stored inside him
came that much closer toward release. And he poured himself with relentless zeal into
his snatch sucking, throwing his tongue vigorously from side to side, then up and
down, as he pushed her closer toward orgasm.
Harv's hot body went into convulsion, as his tongue began to eagerly gobble her pussy
juices as they shot out of her moist shaved snatch.
The excitement generated by her explosion caused his own passion to completely seize
control of him. His burning cock began to come unglued, as the hot white juice shot
out of the end of the bulbous head of his huge peter.
Now they had both exploded!
"One good orgasm deserves another," Harv said, reaching over and kissing her lips.
"What do you mean? What do you plan to do next?"
"I plan to turn loose my cock in your box."
"Oh, baby, how I'll love that."
He heaved a sigh, then threw his prick into high gear, allowing it to penetrate inside
her moist box. He shook his hips, letting them flip back and forth, as his stiff joint
drilled inside her box.
"Fuck me, oh fuck me," she cried out.
"Oh, you're tighter than ever, I love it, oh, my balls are tickling. This is a great fuck, I
can't keep it up too long, what a fuck, what a fuck, what a fuck."
"Keep those hips going, keep that prick stabbing me, stab it in me all the way," she
begged.
The drilling movements continued. They continued to grow hotter, as did his cock,
which was wielding with greater effectiveness and greater speed inside her pussy. He
was using that throbbing hot tool as a fiery piston which was about to burn up inside
her moist box.
"Think I'll grab hold of these ass cheeks," he said, reaching down and running his
fingers over them.
"Hold me in place, baby, hang on to those cheeks. I love that action. Keep on fucking
me."
"Oh, what wonderful sensations, I'm about to shoot inside you."
"Keep it up, I'm about to cum myself, I can't take much more."
"Let's have a great on-target orgasm."
"Oh, yes, that's what I want, yes, yes, yes."
Together they roared down the home stretch, two writhing, panting lovers who were
enjoying the ecstasies of each other's body.
"This is it, I'm about to cream," he warned.
"So am I."
"Let's have a nice hot tongue kiss as we shoot, just like they had in the film."
"Oh, lover, I want to feel your hot breath in me."
She felt the hot breath as his tongue splashed against hers. As the tongues slipped
against each other, a dynamic double orgasm ensued. While the sperm shot out of the
end of Harv's hot prick, the pussy juice bolted out of Melissa's trembling box.
"We ought to go to the movies more often," she laughed.
"If that's what it takes to get us like this, then I'm all for it."
He threw his arms around her and kissed her lips. He recognized just how lucky he
was, to have a beautiful sensuous woman like Melissa, to fuck any time that he wanted
to.


Chapter 3

The following Friday evening, Harv and Melissa were interested spectators at the
theater, for another sex film presentation.
They sat on the edges of their chairs, as the film worked its way interestingly forward.
At one point, as the heroine of the story lay on her bed in a revealing micro-mini and
boots, a young blond Adonis strode into view.
The girl demurely brushed back her flowing black hair and gave him a timid smile.
"The kind of ideas I get with you sitting there on that bed," the man said.
"Don't be so abrupt."
"Listen, honey, if I'd been abrupt I would have torn that outfit off of you the second I
hit this room."
The audience burst into laughter at that remark, including Harv and Melissa. They
could see that things would be warming up fast of the screen.
"Just why are you bursting in on me like this?" the dark haired beauty on the screen
asked.
"I want to fuck you."
"It's shameful that you talk to me in that way. You think I'm cheap?"
"Hell no, I don't think you're cheap, I think you're beautiful and sexy. That's why I
want to fuck you, not because you're cheap."
More laughter followed from the audience. The audience then quickly turned silent as
the young man walked over toward her slowly. As he sat down on the edge of the bed
next to her, he threw an arm over her shoulder.
"If you only knew how horny I was right now," he said.
"I really don't like that kind of talk."
"That's o.k. I'm really not here to talk, I'm here to do something else."
He took her by surprise as he unzipped his trousers and pulled out his long dong. He
stroked it several times, and as he did his breath became heavier.
"Don't put me off, baby," he ran his fingers affectionately through her hair. "I want to
fuck you right now."
"Please don't, Burt."
"Don't hand me that please don't bullshit. I want a piece of ass."
Burt was too determined to be denied what he felt was rightfully his. He immediately
went after his goal, going to work on her micro-mini with his sure, skilled fingers. He
quickly undid her skirt, pulling it down over her legs. He let it run all the way down to
her ankles, then, with one tug, pulled it completely off.
"Now we've got that taken care of," he laughed, flinging the skirt casually onto the
floor.
"What are you trying to do to me?"
"If I'm gonna fuck you, I've got to get you naked first."
"You do not."
"I guess you've got a point. You always could go down on my cock with your clothes
on, but even if you were doing that I'd still want you naked. Your body is so beautiful,
that they ought to put you in jail every time you put on anything. I'm an
environmentalist, and I believe in protecting the natural environment. Honey, you've
got the most beautiful and groovy coastline I've ever seen."
The audience burst into laughter as he patted her buttocks, then ran his fingers slowly
down her thighs.
"Got to get those panties off next," he said.
He reached back and snapped at the elastic which held together her panties. As he did,
a loud sigh went up from the predominantly male audience in the theater. He snapped
the elastic several times in rapid succession, then pulled it back and took a good look at
her beautifully exposed buttocks.
"You've got some nice cheeks there, honey."
"Please don't be so crude."
"Like I said, I'm a first rate ecologist, who believes in protecting the natural
environment."
He slipped her panties down her legs. He pulled them off then got ready to go after her
blouse and bra which was all that remained. It was all that separated her from total
nudity, which was the goal to which he aspired.
He reached up and tugged at her blouse. After a few tugs he realized there was an
easier way to achieve his objective. He unzipped the back of her blouse, pulling it off
quickly. He grabbed it and threw it to the floor, where it landed near her panties and
skirt.
"Now we're really getting somewhere," he nodded. "All we've got left is that bra, and
I'll take care of that fast."
Once more his fingers diligently applied themselves. He unhooked her bra, and threw it
to the floor as well. The camera zoomed in and got a close up of her huge firm tits. His
big hands moved forward and applied themselves systematically to the firm flesh.
"I love to squeeze these," he told her.
While his fingers worked their way around her tits, he delivered a series of short jolting
kisses to various parts of her face. He would kiss her cheeks, her mouth, and her lips as
he endeavored to get her hotter.
"I know just the thing to get you good and hot," he told her.
"What's that?"
"I'm going to play with your pussy and get you so hot that I'll drive you half out of
your mind."
"Why only half?"
"I want to save some of your sanity for when I fuck you."
His strong hands grabbed her arms and guided her downward into the bed. He
separated her legs, then dropped his head slightly and got a good look at her pubic
mound.
The camera closed in on the shiny black hair. His fingers went to work prying around
that mound, seeking to get her as hot as possible before going further.
"Oh, what you're doing to me, I'm burning up."
Her legs and arms twitched as his finger paced accelerated.
His fingers played with her vaginal walls until he decided to do something else. He
removed his fingers from them and dropped his head down between her legs. He kissed
her pussy lips several times, causing her to sigh and squirm with exhilaration.
Just as he had her precisely where he wanted her, to the point where her beautiful body
was squirming with passionate excitement, he got up from the bed and left the room.
"Where are you going?" she asked with great surprise.
"I'll be back in just a second," he winked.
The girl was so turned on that she could not contain herself during the short period of
time that he was gone. To further stimulate her passion she let her right hand drop
down to her moist mound. Her fingers worked feverishly inside her snatch, and with
every finger stroke she applied, her body quivered all the more.
"I'm back," he said all of a sudden, materializing once more on the screen.
He held a jar of vaseline in his right hand.
"I wonder if he's going to do what I think he is with that vaseline," Harv leaned over
and whispered to Melissa.
She looked at him strangely, shrugging, then returned her eyes to the screen. She did
not know what her husband was talking about.
The black haired beauty sat on the bed with her legs spread as widely as possible. She
was inviting him to stab that hot prick he sported, inside her pussy.
As she sat there with her legs trembling, feeling mounting anxiety, Burt coolly took his
clothes off.
"Might just as well get naked and comfortable while I'm screwing you," he exclaimed.
She could hardly wait for him to finish undressing. As she watched him shed more
clothing, she put her fingers to work on her mound with brisker strokes.
"Please hurry," she said, "I've just got to get some satisfaction fast."
He slipped off his shirt, revealing his huge chest, which she watched carefully. He
finally slipped off his shorts, then applied his fingers several times to his torrid cock,
which needed immediate action.
But before he put it to work, he decided that the thing to do would be to placate her
hot pussy. He bent over and kissed her snatch several times, working her up to a
feverish point of ecstasy.
"Think I'll eat you," he said.
"Go down on me, I'd love it,"
"Damn, but you have cute ass cheeks."
He grabbed several quick feels of her buttocks, than dove for her mouth. He kissed it
several times, causing her entire body to vibrate, then put his tongue to work on her
moist nest. It flipped back and forth with spirited anxiety as the tempo of the action
accelerated at a quick level. Since she wanted satisfaction fast, he was not about to deny
it from her.
His fingers toyed with her creamy ass cheeks as his tongue continued to make waves
over her moist box. She finally let out a sigh, at which point the juice shot from her
mound into his mouth.
"Now that I've pleased you," he said after swallowing the final drop, "I'm going to get
my cock off."
"Ram it into my cunt, baby."
"For a gal who thought I was talking crude a few minutes ago, you've sure found the
groove."
"You've made a believer and a doer out of me."
"I'll make more of a believer out of you in just a second."
He went for the jar of vaseline, opening it and laying the cap on a table nearby. She
watched in puzzlement as he dabbed his fingers into the jar, then ran them up and
down the length of his entire cock. He reached into the jar a second time, dabbing
some more vaseline out of it. He then guided his fingers inside her ass, spreading it
around smoothly inside her.
"What are you doing that for?"
"I'm going to really give you a thrill."
"What kind of thrill?"
"I'll show you."
He closed the lid on the jar and set it on the table. He looked at his huge cock one
more time, heaved a long sigh, then prepared for action. His sure hands grabbed her
ankles and guided her legs over his shoulders.
"My God, you're not going to...?"
"Yes, I am," he nodded winking.
"Not that."
"Yes, that."
She attempted to struggle free, but his sure hands gripped her buttocks so tightly that
she could not manage to do so. He pushed his big prick forward with a solid
determined effort. It drove pulsatingly inside her ass, surging into her anal ring.
"That hurts," she complained.
"Just lie back and enjoy it. Things are going to get much better."
"I doubt it. This is a brutal way to fuck a woman."
"It's the only way to fly."
As Harv leaned forward and developed a huge erection, watching the unfolding action,
Melissa looked away several times in disgust. Harv had asked her for anal sex on a
number of occasions, and on each of them she had turned him down.
She had been willing to do everything else to please him. She would suck his cock, let
him eat her, and she had even consented to having her box shaved by him, when he
told her how much it would mean to him. She considered herself open-minded, but not
to the point of allowing him to sodomize her, which she considered downright
revolting.
Harv had other ideas, as did the man on the screen, who was using his searing dong
like a ramrod as it drove pulsatingly forward, shoving forcefully higher and higher into
the inner reaches of her tight ass hole.
As the fucking continued, the brunette started complaining less. The driving crescendo
continued unabated, as Burt drove his cock into her with adventurous stabbing thrusts.
He was drilling her, pushing his prick ever deeper inside that glorious hole that he had
picked as his target.
"I've just got to cream inside that beautiful hole," he sputtered, continuing to drive his
rod inside her at top speed.
"You're still stinging me a little, but now I don't mind it so much."
"I told you that if you stuck with me you wouldn't."
"Oh, baby, are you ever uninhibited."
"With an ass hole like yours, any guy in his right mind would be uninhibited."
As Harv watched the unfolding action, a big grin surfaced on his lips. How he would
love to give his wife the same treatment, but she, unfortunately had been unrelenting in
her opposition to such activity.
The camera zoomed in, as the hot man continued to stuff his swollen meat high up in
her anal passage.
As the camera remained frozen on the tip of his hot cock and her tight anus, the juice
suddenly bolted out of the end of his stick. The juice shot effusively into her ass hole.
The audience burst, into enthusiastic applause as THE END flashed on the screen.
"I'm for going home any time you are," Harv looked at Melissa and smiled as the
curtain dropped on the screen and the lights flashed on.
"I'd kind of like to see the other feature," she said.
She had an ulterior motive. She recognized that Harv could be very demanding in
soliciting anal sex from her at that time, considering what he had seen on the screen. If
she could only stall him by forcing him to watch the second feature, then perhaps he
would forget about the sodomy and seek out some other type of sexual activity.
"Well, I suppose if you want to stay," he shrugged, not finishing the sentence.
So they stuck around for the second feature, at Melissa's insistence. The second film
lacked the intensity of the first, and a number of men disgustedly walked out.
Just about time when Harv was about to ask Melissa again if she wanted to leave,
things suddenly livened up on the screen.
A striking redhead with a voluptuous figure was lying in the middle of her bed,
watching her handsome German shepherd dog lick his balls. The longer she observed
him, the more intrigued she became by his movements.
She went to work with her fingers in her mound, determined to accumulate some juice
here. The redhead was hopeful of attracting attention from the German shepherd.
Soon the German shepherd forgot about his own scrotum licking, and began watching
the twisting and turning body of the beautiful redhead in the middle of the bed.
The dog watched as the juice began to spurt from her cunt. In order to turn him on
more, she dipped her fingers into her pussy well and pulled them out.
"Here, boy, here, boy," she called to him.
The theatre patrons laughed as the dog jumped eagerly to its feet, barked several times,
then ran towards the bed, executing a springing leap into it.
"Fuck me, suck me," the redhead said huskily.
The German shepherd was intent on doing things his own way. He began by picking
up the scent of her pussy. His nose sniffed around her snatch eagerly for several
seconds, as the excitement within his power packed body increased.
Once the dog contented himself with sniffing her mound, he let his head drop down to
her anus. His tongue suddenly flicked out and began to lick her ass hole with quick
forceful strokes. He began to overpower her, with the incredible ferocious
determination he brought to bear with his long red tongue.
Harv sat nonchalantly as the scene continued. As for Melissa, something seized her
when she saw that handsome German shepherd go to work on the redhead. She began
envisioning herself in the same place. She wondered what it would be like, to
experience satisfaction with a handsome dog.
As the camera closed in on the dog's slurping movements inside her ass hole, Melissa
felt a nervous twitchiness throughout her body, particularly between her legs, centered
in her explosive cunt.
"You want to leave, honey?" Harv asked her, appearing bored by it all.
"We might as well stay to watch the rest," she shrugged, pretending not to be as
interested as she actually was.
Now things were really heating up on the screen. The dog, who had contented himself
licking her ass hole, suddenly felt the urge to apply his brisk and fervent tongue efforts
to her sizzling red mound.
Immediately his tongue tore relentlessly into her vaginal walls as she sighed, gasped,
and trembled. Her entire body came unglued under his devastating tongue attack.
He slurped and slid that passionate red tongue over every crevice of her invitingly moist
snatch. Her body rocked back and forth, then up and down on the bed, as he continued
to explore the erogenous dimensions of her moist snatch.
The camera closed in as her pussy juices burst into the dog's mouth. At the moment in
which the redhead climaxed, Melissa's body quivered and she orgasmed. She looked
over with embarrassment, hoping that Harv did not see her.
She sighed with relief as she observed Harv looking at the screen. It was a disinterested
expression, but at least he was not looking at her. She had orgasmed while watching a
dog go down on a woman's cunt! It made her wonder if she were somehow depraved.
But there was more yet to come! Now the redhead was holding the dog's thick red joint
in her fingers. She pulled the dong down toward her mound. She wanted to go all the
way with him, to have him stick his stiff tool into her.
The German shepherd's prick entered her forcefully, driving back and forth with
spirited zeal. Melissa wondered what it would be like, to have the stiff joint of a big
healthy dog ramming high and hard into her cunt.
The dog was so hot that he could not keep up the pace for very long. As the redhead's
body flipped forward to meet his brutal pecker stab, he drew that much closer to
orgasm.
Once more the camera's eyes was on the scene, to record a close up of the dog's
orgasming in her mound.
The scene then dissolved and the film lapsed back into boredom. But Melissa could not
help but think back to that scene where the dog had had inspiring sex with the
redhead.
Even though she tried to forget about it, she could not. Her mind kept returning to one
basic thought – just what would it be like to have a dog sucking your ass hole and
cunt? She wondered also what it would be like to have him thrust his steaming huge
dick high inside her snatch.
Her mind continued to focus on the dog as the story lapsed back into its former boring
pattern. Once more Harv was becoming increasingly restless.
"What do you say we get out of here now?" he leaned over and whispered in her ear.
"Well, I suppose we could."
As they walked back toward the car after leaving the theater, Harv exclaimed: "That
first film was a winner."
"Yes, it was very good."
"I'll never forget the way that hot stud rammed that pecker up that gal's ass hole.
Damn but she didn't have a cute ass too. Kind of reminded me of yours, honey."
Melissa let the remark pass. She knew that if she said anything, she was treading on
very dangerous grounds. She had hoped that perhaps he would forget about the ass
fucking scene, after seeing another film. But he had not.
"What did you think of the second film?" she asked.
"What is there to say? We walked out on it.
I thought it was a real bummer."
"It didn't have too much adventure in it."
"Don't get me wrong, honey, I'm anything but a prude. But it kind of made me sick to
watch that scene with that girl having sex with the dog. I'm for just about doing
anything that will bring pleasure to people but messing around with animals. Hell, I
just can't see how anybody would dig it. Particularly a beautiful girl."
"I guess you're right," she shrugged.
"What do you mean you guess? Don't you know?" he looked at her as they drew even
with their car and he opened the car door on her side.
"Well yes," she nodded. It's just that I never gave anything like that much thought."
"The less thought you give to something like that the better," he laughed.
"I suppose you're right."
He started up the car and they drove away. Melissa once more lost herself in thoughts.
She still saw that red dong of the hot German shepherd, grinding inside the girl's box.
She wondered how it would feel in comparison to the inspiring driving thrusts of
somebody like Harv.
Melissa could not help but wonder what Harv would think if he actually knew what
was on her mind. If he had known that she had orgasmed upon seeing a dog suck a
woman's cunt, he would no doubt think she was demented.
She thought about how opposed she was to having him thrust his cock into her ass
hole.
He considered something like that perfectly natural, while she considered it brutal and
demented. On the other hand, he had no tolerance whatever for canine fucking, while it
left her feeling curious.
She thought about the dog fucking during most of the ride home. She could not get it
out of her mind, and she did not know that she even wanted to. Time and again she
saw the sight of that cock driving vigorously inside the girl's nest. And when she was
not seeing that, she was envisioning his hot stabbing tongue inside the woman's
mound.
"How about stopping for a few drinks at the corner bar before going home," Harv
suggested.
"That would be fine."
"Nothing like loosening ourselves up a little before climbing into bed and tearing the
hell out of each other."
"It sounds like you're ready for a lot of fucking."
"I'm always ready for fucking around you. But tonight I feel extra horny. Those movies
will always do it."
"Yes, they will."
As he wheeled into the parking lot of the bar, she thought once more about the long
red cock of the dog.


Chapter 4

They stayed in the dimly lit bar for three drinks apiece. The more they drank, the more
aroused Harv became. His basic motive of taking her to the bar, was to diminish her
inhibitions, so that he could get her to consent to having sex with him, in the way that
he wanted it.
He could not get that one scene out of his mind, the scene in which the man shoved his
huge pecker high inside the woman's thrusting ass. He kept seeing his wife's bare
buttocks before him. And he kept imagining himself spearing her with lightning thrusts
inside her hot anus.
The next thing Harv knew, he was letting his hand reach underneath the table, where
he ran his fingers up and down her leg. He was hoping to get her so aroused that she
would be willing to do anything he asked of her. He began to resent the way that she
had put him off, every time in the past that he had asked for anal intercourse.
He felt that, as a dutiful wife, she should do anything that he desired. If he wanted to
thrust his cock up her ass hole, then that should have been his prerogative.
"Well, you ready to go home?" he asked after they had finished their third round of
drinks.
"Hope you're as eager for fucking as I am."
"Yes, I'm ready for a good ride."
"Good, then that makes two of us. And to think that I had a hard time getting you to
go to the movies at first."
"These are about the only kind that I want to see anymore," she laughed.
"Spoken like a true sexy wife."
They got up from their stools and left the bar. Several minutes later they were home.
"Let's get the hell into that bedroom now," he said.
"I'm with you."
They undressed each other in the darkened bedroom. They let only one tiny light
flicker. They enjoyed the romantic aura, of having sex in a room in which there was
very little light.
As Harv removed her dress, he let his fingers glide anxiously over her firm breasts. He
loved coming into contact with that warm flesh, that firm flesh that he loved to touch.
When he got down to the final stages of undressing, pulling off her panties, he allowed
the fingers of his right hand to glide softly and probe skillfully over her moist mound.
He never had much difficulty getting her good and hot.
As she finished pulling off his shorts, she reached out an grabbed a hold of his long
dong.
"This feels good to put my fingers on," she told him.
"Jerk on it, baby."
"Oh yes, I love touching this flesh, it's so hard, so warm, so firm, I just love it."
"I love the way you're touching it. You're giving me some great action."
Now that they were totally nude, he threw his body around hers. He allowed his chest
to crush erotically against her firm breasts. He allowed her tits to rub against his chest,
time and again as the friction accelerated.
"I'm getting you ready for a big one tonight," he promised.
"I hope so. I'm ready for a whopper."
"With a cock like mine, baby, you can't miss."
"That's just what I want to hear."
As his fingers worked their way first over her ivory knobs, then over her aroused
mound, he realized that he was nearing the moment of truth. Actually, the more he
thought of it, he had had another reason for taking her to the bar. He had had to fortify
himself. It wasn't easy to work himself into the situation where he was ready to demand
anal sex from her.
He realized that, perhaps, one of the big reasons why he was spending more time in
foreplay than he ordinarily would have under the circumstances, was attributable to his
timidness regarding propositioning her for ass fucking. The more he thought about it,
however, the more he realized that he would have to make his pitch right then and
there.
"How about us trying something a little new tonight?" he said softly, kissing her on the
tip of her ear as he ran his fingers affectionately through her soft hair.
"Just what do you mean by that?" she looked at him strangely, thinking back to the
enthusiasm he had displayed earlier in the evening, when he had watched the sodomy
scene on the screen during the film.
"How about letting me stick my cock up your butt just this once?" he looked into her
eyes longingly.
"Haven't we been over that enough times already?" she shook her head disgustedly.
"I'm pissed off that you have never once let me get my rocks off inside that cute ass
hole of yours. You're being very prudish."' "That's sick, just like what you said about
women having sex with dogs."
She decided to use his own arguments against him in a different way.
"That is the stupidest argument I've ever heard," he exploded. "Hell, there's no
comparison between a guy shoving his pecker up his wife's ass hole, and some broad
going to bed with a damned dog."
"I don't feel like getting hurt."
"Just like the guy said in the film, it's not going to hurt for very long. Hell, you're such
a sexy broad that I'll bet you'll wind up loving it, once I stab it into you a few times."
"I don't think I'll ever like that."
"There's only one way that I can show you." At that point he took her strictly by
surprise. He allowed a finger from his right hand to dip down into her pussy well. He
extracted some of the juices from it, then used the finger to slip inside her anus for
lubrication purposes.
"Now hang on and get ready for a great fuck," he told her.
He reached out and held her arms tightly so she could not squirm away.
While he gripped her buttocks tightly and slipped his cock into her anus, his mouth
surged forward and he planted a series of kisses on her lips. He worked his lips against
hers for a few seconds, then forced his tongue inside her month.
She wanted to complain, but could not. He was slipping his tongue against hers so fast,
that all she could do was to render a few painful gasps, as his rigid prick continued to
stab with brutal force inside her ass hole.
He finally withdrew his tongue from her mouth. As he did, he intensified the grip with
which his hands held on her buttocks. His hips and ass flipped back and forth as he
accelerated his tempo.
He surged forward time and again, pounding his spear diligently inside her hot anus. It
was so tight, so desirable, and once he began to move through the paces he could not
stop.
"Damn, but this feels good," he said. "Aren't you glad that I forced this dick inside
you?"
"Hell no," she said passionately. "You're hurting me, really hurting me."
"Yeah, and your cunt hurt even worse the first time that some guy shoved his prick into
it. Calm down and enjoy it."
"I'm not enjoying it too much. Hurts too much for that."
"Hush up, it will get better."
Back and forth he continued to lunge, sending the inflated end of that huge spear high
into her. Now he was ramming it into the hilt, pushing himself ever closer to sexual
ecstasy. With every increasing plunge, he drove himself just that much closer to climax.
"My balls are itching like crazy," he told her. "You're to tight, it's just like taking on a
virgin."
"I've got news for you, you sadistic sonofabitch, I'm a virgin in my ass hole."
"Then it's about time I brought you out of virginity. You ought to be ashamed of
yourself for being in that predicament."
"You've got a crazy outlook on life."
"No, I've got the right outlook."
"Oh, oh, I'm getting ready to shoot. I'm really tearing the hell out of your ass," he said
with great delight.
"I know you are, you sadist. Oh, you're really hurting me."
"Damn, but this feels great. What a torrid fuck."
"Take it easy, go a little easier."
"I'm too close to the big moment, I'm too close to shooting my prick off."
"Get it over with then."
"Oh, oh, what an ass you've got, oh, do I love grinding these hips, what a grind you
are, I should have fucked your ass a long time ago, it's great shoving this hot stick into
it, sit back and enjoy that fuck, baby, I'm gonna give you a lot more, I'm gonna shoot
my hot gissum right inside there, I'm gonna fuck you, fuck you, fuck you."
Her sweaty body trembled, as his hips continued to grind out a steady pattern as the
big moment approached. His inflated organ was pushing and penetrating as deeply as it
could. He was driving himself to the very ultimate in sexual satisfaction. He was happy
that he had gone to that film and had observed the ass fucking. Prior to that time, he
had just about given up on obtaining that kind of sexual satisfaction with his wife.
Now that he was on the verge of orgasm, his chest was inflated with a feeling of
conquest. He had conquered a great barrier, and was now able to obtain a screw that
had long been eluding him.
"This isn't a virgin ass hole any more," he cried out triumphantly.
"That's right, tell the whole neighborhood about it, why don't you?"
"Maybe I will! I'm proud of the way I'm fucking you. If these guys around here don't
fuck their wives in the ass, then that's their problem. Of course, I'm the only one with a
wife with an ass quite this cute."
He emphasized his point by pinching her ass cheeks as he drove his prick into her
several more times. All the while he was driving that much closer to the big moment,
that of orgasmic relief.
"What hips you've got, what an ass you've got, what a body you've got."
"Fuck me and get it over with."
"Don't rush me."
She received additional shock waves as he worked his tongue inside her mouth one
more time. It was his intention to orgasm while their tongues were colliding and
bathing in each other's saliva.
His breath began to come in quick spurts as his body flared back and forth. He was
building up for the big moment, which lay in the immediate offing.
His body suddenly trembled and his tongue wrapped itself around hers as the
beginnings of the orgasm occurred. It started with just a few tiny premature drops of
white liquid, shooting into her ass hole.
As his body quivered, and he got ready for the major convulsive orgasm which would
follow immediately on the heels of the premature release of the droplets, he reached
back for everything he had and drilled her one more time.
That one last piercing thrust was the sharpest of all of them. At that point the hot
liquid spurted out of the end of his flaming rod.
It seemed to Melissa that it would never end. The juice continued to flood her anus.
Finally, he withdrew his tongue from her mouth, and she was able to draw a normal
breath of fresh air once more.
"Now is it really all that bad?" he asked as he released his penis from her ass.
"My ass-hole is still sore, if that's what you mean. I don't suppose that bothers you at
all. You got your kicks."
"I'm concerned, but you had to get it some time. I sure as hell wasn't about to see you
go through your entire life without a good ass fuck."
"I'm glad you're so charitable," she said sarcastically.
Her anus was stinging from his sharp stabs. "Don't mention it," he slapped her on the
buttocks, "charity begins at home."


Chapter 5

In the weeks immediately following Harv's initial sodomy encounter with Melissa, he
began to make rapid strides in his insurance company's hierarchy.
He was promoted from his claims adjuster's position to a semi-managerial post. It
entailed him to supervise smaller insurance offices in other cities. It meant that he had
to be gone a good deal of time.
"I hate like hell to spend much time away from you," he admitted, patting her on her
rear end one evening after they had fucked, "but it's a means to an end. It's a way to
move up fast. I've got a good working relationship with my boss and I can't blow the
whole thing."
"I understand, my dear. We'll just have to make the most of fewer opportunities now.
At least for a while."
"Those are the key words, just for a while. After I do well on the road, they'll let me
stay at this office more. They want to see if I've really got what it takes for
management. I happen to think that I do."
"I know you do."
"I love your confidence in me."
He reached out and rewarded her with a kiss.
"You're not a bad guy when you're not punishing me with too much of that ass stuff."
"I won't do it too often, but I like it now and then."
"I suppose that I can put up with it once in a while, since you're doing well on the job
and I don't see you as much any more."
Melissa could still not forget the enchanting sight of the German shepherd having sex
with the girl in the sex movies. She tried on numerous occasions to put it out of her
mind, but failed to succeed. She thought about what her husband had said and
wondered if she actually was demented on the subject of sex. At least, as it applied to
animals. Perhaps he was even right in surmising, that a woman having sex with a
canine, took on sicker complications than the act of intercourse relating to a man
stabbing his cock up a woman's anus.
Whenever Harv would be out of town on company business, Melissa found that she
had more time than she knew what to do with.
She had forged a close relationship with her husband, so that whenever he was around
they spent much time together. When he was out of the city, however, things took on a
totally different perspective. On those occasions, she found that she had a great deal of
free time. She began sipping cocktails at various hours of the day, some times beginning
with late morning. She also found herself watching television more, and taking drives.
It was during these drives that she found herself stopping at pet stores to look at
animals. She would tell herself when she went inside that all she wanted to do was
occupy her mind by looking at a few animals. But down deep she knew differently. She
was turned on at the sight of German shepherd dogs, and every time that she visited a
pet store, she would end up staring at one through a cage.
In the middle of one lazy afternoon she stopped at a pet store some two miles away
from her home. She browsed through the store casually, then came across what she
considered the handsomest German shepherd she had ever seen. She thought that he
was even more striking, than the dog who had been in the sex film.
She stood in front of the cage in which the dog was kept, and looked at him for a long
period of time. Much to her delight, the dog moved toward the edge of the case, happy
that she was looking at him. The dog apparently liked attention, and it made her smile
to observe that he was strutting back and forth in his cage. She wondered if the
strutting act was to please her.
At one point he thrust out his tongue and began breathing fairly heavy. It got her hot
to watch him doing that. Her eyes then dropped down toward his penis, at which time
she became totally glued. Her body trembled as she observed that swollen mass of red,
that long rod.
"He's quite a handsome lad, isn't he?" a man's pleasant voice interrupted her reverie.
"Yes, he is."
Melissa turned and observed the friendly face of a heavy set, bespectacled man, who
wore a broad smile.
"Good afternoon. My name is Wally. I'm the proprietor of this pet store."
"Good to know you, Wally. Yes, you really have a nice dog here."
"The way that guy struts. He really likes the attention, particularly from the women. I
guess he's what you'd call a woman's dog."
"I've heard that dog is man's best friend."
"This one, I guess, is woman's best friend," Wally chuckled.
"He does look absolutely precious the way he struts around."
"Like some kind of royalty, maybe a General."
"Yes, that's it."
"How'd you like to buy him?" Wally followed up.
"Oh, I'd love to," she nodded, "but I really don't know. I haven't talked this over with
my husband. I'd be afraid to make a move without him."
"Is your husband an animal lover?"
"This might sound kind of strange, but I really don't know. I never had the idea about
getting an animal before. But lately it's something that just kind of crept up on me."
"That's the way it is with a lot of people. Your husband would probably like a dog like
this around the house."
"I really can't speak for him, I really can't. I'll tell you what, though. I think when he
gets back to town – he's out of town on company business now – I'll have a talk with
him."
"You'd better not wait too long, though. This handsome fellow is not going to last too
long, you can be sure of that."
"Yes, I'm sure."
"Well, think it over."
"I will. Thanks for helping me."
"Don't mention it. If I can be of assistance with anything else, feel free to ask."
"Thank you."
As Melissa walked out of the pet store she was in a trance. The appealing sight of his
red swollen member continued to dominate her thoughts. She wanted to know what it
was like to touch and feel that enormous rod. She attempted to imagine what it would
be like, to have it stabbing inside her.
As she got into her car and drove back home, she recognized that the biggest problem
she faced in terms of getting that dog, was to convince her husband that she ought to
have it. When she arrived home and poured herself a Martini, she began to think of the
problem with all its various ramifications.
She spent most of the rest of the afternoon, attempting to rationalize a good argument
as to why she should have that dog. She felt that if she could not convince Harv that
the dog was necessary on the basis of a lucid factual presentation, that he would not
permit her to get a dog. He was so self-centered where she was concerned, and so eager
to be the only object of interest in her life, that he would instinctively buck the idea of
her getting a dog to begin with. She knew that she would have to be armed with
devastating facts to counter such a gut reaction on his part.
She was on her third Martini and opening up a copy of Time Magazine to shift her
thoughts away from the question at hand for a moment, when all of a sudden a
powerful argument hit her from out of the pages of the publication. She observed an
article relating to the steady crime increase in suburban America. The article, which was
documented by government figures, related that, while crime was increasing in many
major American cities, it was showing a steady increase in a number of suburbs.
Immediately the wheels began to spin inside Melissa's brain. She set down the
magazine and picked up the local newspaper. She thumbed through the first section
carefully, coming across two stories concerning rapes of women, who lived within a
radius of five miles from where her home was situated. Suddenly the devastating
argument that had eluded her earlier was there. She had the perfect reason to ask for a
German shepherd dog!
Melissa decided to play things as strategically sound as possible. When Harv came back
home, she did not immediately confront him with the question of buying a dog. She
felt that she would combine logical reasoning with her sexy feminine resources.
That first evening back, as could be expected, found Harv extremely horny. They sat
and sipped cocktails after dinner as she noticed the increasing hardness in his cock.
Before long, his body was shifting back and forth in the chair.
"I've got to fuck you right now," he said, pointing down to his stiff joint.
"Let's go to bed, dear. I'm as hot for it as you are."
She made certain to please him that evening. For the first time in her life she actually
suggested anal sex to him.
"What's getting into you?" he laughed..
"I realize you've been gone a long time and you've been working very hard, dear. I
think you deserve a little reward. Maybe it's not my favorite act, but I try and make
sacrifices to help my lover husband."
"Damned! That prick of mine really started itching when you mentioned that."
He proceeded to drill her with brisk, effective strokes. Time and again he poured his
hot rod pulsatingly forward inside her anus. He focused his action on her anal ring
after a while, squeezing her ass cheeks for added support as he drilled her repeatedly.
"Oh, oh, I can't take it any more, I've got to shoot," he announced.
Three seconds later the familiar gasp emerged, at which point the warm white juice
bolted out of the end of his rod and into her ass-hole.
He then lay next to her, stroking her hair. He wanted a few quiet moments to himself.
"You know what I was thinking of the other day, dear?" she decided that the time was
right to bring up the subject of the dog.
"What's that?"
"I've been reading all these articles about these rapes and robberies around here. I read
in Time just the other day how sharp the crime rate is increasing in the suburbs. You
know, honey, I get a little bit nervous sometimes when you're not around here." "You
know, you're right," he shook his head sadly. "I thought about this many times. Do you
suppose maybe you ought to have a gun?"
"You know, honey, the problem is that if I had a gun, I'm afraid I'd just be terrified of
it. In a showdown I'd probably wind up shooting myself."
"Oh, come on," he laughed, patting her affectionately on the ass cheeks.
"I mean it. I'm terrified of them."
"Maybe you ought to take lessons and learn how to use one."
"No, that's not the answer. I'll always be afraid of those things," she argued as
persuasively as she knew how.
She was becoming nervous over the sudden line of argument he was pursuing. She had
not thought about such a possibility.
"If you won't use a gun, I don't know what to suggest."
"I was just thinking about that. You know, it wouldn't hurt if we got ourselves a dog."
"You're kidding," he chuckled.
"I'm very serious. It would make me feel a whole lot better around the house when
you're not here. It really would, dear."
"You really think that that would help?"
"I know that it would."
"Well, if you really think that it would make that big a difference, then I guess I could
get used to having another member around this household. If you really think it would
help, go ahead and get a dog."
"Oh, thank you, dear. I really believe it would help. It would make me feel so much
more secure."
"Speaking of security," he grinned, "I'd like to slip my prick inside your box. That
would give my prick a lot more security right now."
"I'll slide my legs for you."
"Don't bother," he said, "I'll do it myself. I get a lot of kicks out of moving those
beautiful legs of yours."
"Oh, darling."
"Baby, I love you."
He slipped his lips eagerly against hers and parted her legs gingerly. He thrust his huge
rod inside her one more time.
As the thick member penetrated her vagina, she thought about how sound her strategy
had been. It had worked to perfection.
She was getting her dog!

Chapter 6

Melissa decided to wait till Harv went on the road again before purchasing the dog.
She did not want anything to go wrong to interfere with her plans. She felt that, if Harv
were able to detect that she felt some pangs of curiosity toward the dog sexually, that he
would fly into a rage and refuse to allow her to buy it. So in order not to take any
unnecessary risks, she waited until Harv was sent on the road the following week.
Several times during that period, she worried about whether the handsome German
shepherd that she had been so fond of, would still be there. As Wally the store
proprietor had told her, she could not count upon a dog like him to remain at the pet
shop for very long. It would take very little time, more than likely, in order for the dog
to be sold.
Harv left to go on the road early on a Monday morning. No sooner did she see him off,
than she got into the car and drove toward the pet shop.
She walked briskly inside the store, keenly hoping that the German shepherd would
still be there. When she reached the cage and observed him lying in a corner of it
licking his paws, she flashed an enthusiastic smile.
"Hello there, boy," she called out to him eagerly.
His ears perked up upon hearing her calling to him. He raised his strong and sleek
body to his feet and strutted over toward her. Once again the tongue flipped out of his
mouth, as he wound it around the outside of his mouth. Again she felt sexual tingles
between her legs.
Once more she wondered if there was something wrong with her for feeling such a
strong sexual attraction toward a dog. She wondered if perhaps it was no more than a
novelty, and once she got the dog into her house, she would lose all interest in any
form of sexual contact. It could be that she just wanted some companionship with a
dog, and her feelings had misguided her into thinking that she wanted more, Her
feelings were split. One side of her wanted to believe that she needed the kind of erotic
adventure that a dog could supply, while the other side, the more conventional part of
her was wishing that she could forget about the sexual propensities of the dog, and just
learn to like him as a friend and companion, as well as a protector.
As she stood before the cage admiring the dog, her eyes once more slipped down
between his legs. There was that stiff joint staring her in the face once more. It
intensified her curiosity, making her wonder what it was like to experience the ecstasies
of a stiff cocked dog driving his huge pecker deep into her vagina.
At that point Wally materialized on the scene. Once more he wore a wide smile.
"Hello there, young lady."
"Good morning."
"I see you're back talking to your friend again."
"Yes, he's quite a handsome guy."
"As I said, he's quite a ladies' man. Well, did you talk the matter over with your
husband?"
"I certainly did."
"What's the story?"
"I want him for my very own watch dog."
"You made a very excellent choice," he nodded. "You'll never go wrong with a guy like
him around."
"No, I suppose not."
"Well, let's take care of the paperwork, then we can turn this guy over to you."
"I can hardly wait to take him home."
As she finished her statement she felt the familiar tingle once more down between her
legs. Her eyes focused on that hard red knotted dong, which she was looking forward to
touching and treating as her very own. As for his tongue, she reasoned that he would
be highly passionate in sucking her. All she had to do was see to it that he learned the
ropes, and with her attitude she could not see how they could fail.
She paid Wally for the dog, then took him out to the car on a leash. He was more than
happy to go with her, wagging his tail and barking several times as they departed from
the store.
"It looks like you've got yourself a real friend alright," Wally smiled. "I'm going to miss
the old boy, but I'm happy that he has a good home. Take good care of him, now."
"I will. Thank you."
"Thank you."
He sat perched on his crotch in the front seat as she drove home. Every time she looked
over at him, she became a little more turned on. He looked so downright handsome
and sexy that she could hardly believe it. She wondered if perhaps her senses were
taking leave of her. It was incredible that she could get this aroused by a dog.
Several times when she stopped at traffic lights she looked over at her friend next to
her. On those occasions he would reach over and let his tongue lick against the right
side of her face. Coming into contact with that long tongue got her all the hotter.
"What a sexy man you are," she told him. "I can hardly wait to get you home. Let's just
find out then how sexy you really are. You're quite a man."
She took him home and locked both the front and back doors. She wanted complete
privacy. The dog reacted by running excitedly around every room, inspecting the
premises thoroughly.
"You're quite a curious boy," she laughed.
She decided to make herself a drink before entering into the experimentation that she
had long sought. As she sprawled out on the living room sofa sipping a Martini, her
beloved new German shepherd strutted around the carpet for her.
"Are you ever the show off," she laughed. "I just don't know what to do with a guy like
you. You remind me of some kind of emperor. You really do. And I've got to think up
a name for you, something that would fit you."
She burst into laughter at that moment as he wagged his tail and barked. It was as if he
was answering her in his own way.
Suddenly a thought came to her: "I've got just the name. I'm calling you Napoleon.
That's the perfect name for a guy like you."
Napoleon strutted around the room several more times, while she finished her drink.
The longer she looked at his beautifully formed body, the more excited she became for
sexual activity.
Soon her body was quivering with sexual anticipation. She knew it was time to make
the first move.
"Come with me, my big man. Come with me, Napoleon, because I've got lots of
wonderful things to do with you," she said.
She lifted her frame from the sofa and walked toward the bedroom. She clapped her
hands and motioned the dog to join her. He sprinted behind her as she made her way
into the bedroom.
Now they were both in the bedroom, and Napoleon was looking around with great
interest. It was his first opportunity to study the bedroom in depth, since he had only
seen it briefly, while he was running through the hall on his first inspection tour.
"I hope we'll be spending a lot of time in this room together," she told him.
She walked over next to the bed and began to undress. As she allowed her nimble
fingers to unbutton her dress, Napoleon watched every move with keen-eyed interest.
He sat on his haunches and watched her.
"I'm going to get nice and naked for my boy Napoleon," she looked over at him and
winked. "I'm just wondering what you're going to do, when you see my shaved box. I
just wonder if you'll go as wild over my pussy as my husband does."
She finished unbuttoning the dress and slipped it off. Napoleon's eyes continued to
watch her with great fascination. He would soon be seeing her in the buff.
"Yes, Melissa is down to her underwear," she laughed, continuing to watch Napoleon.
She unhooked her bra, dropping it onto a chair nearby. Then all she had to do was pull
off her panties and she would be totally exposed for Napoleon.
"You're going to see my pussy in a few seconds, lover," she talked sweetly to Napoleon.
She pulled off her panties, sliding them ever so slowly, ever so tantalizingly, down her
legs. As she stepped out of them and put them on the same chair with her dress and
bra, she walked up and down the room, parading her naked body for Napoleon's
benefit.
"Do you like me this way, Napoleon?" she asked.
He jumped to his feet and began barking. She interpreted his reaction as a good sign.
After walking back and forth several times, she stood directly in front of him, making
certain that his eyes had a straightforward view of her snatch.
"Look at my pussy, baby, look at it, would you like to eat it? Would you like to go
down on your mistress? Would you like to fuck with me?"
His tongue hung loose and his tail wagged back and forth several times. But she had
the definite idea that Napoleon, even though he was curiously aroused by what she was
doing, was not accustomed to making love with a woman.
In a way she was happy that he was not more experienced. This way she would be able
to exert a guiding influence on his life from the very beginning. She could cultivate an
intimate relationship with him if she desired to, and the burning sensations she felt in
her snatch, told her that that was precisely what she wanted.
She decided that the best course of action to take at that point would be to get into bed,
so she lowered her body into bed. She got down on her back and spread her legs as
widely as she knew how.
"You see this snatch, Napoleon? You see it, my love?"
She decided to sweet talk him some more.
Now that she had his curiosity aroused, she decided that it was time to make him
concerned about sexual contact. She let her right hand dip down between her legs. She
put it to work running eagerly over her box.
After several minutes of finger diddling on her mound, she dramatically stepped up the
pace, moving her fingers with greater eagerness and diligence. As her mound felt great
excitement from her finger efforts, her entire body began to sway back and forth as she
lay there on the bed. She began writhing and gasping as her fingers continued to toy
with her mound. Now it was good and moist, ready for intimate contact.
"I'm playing with myself, baby, I'm finger diddling, how do you like it? Do you like it,
Napoleon? Watch what I'm doing, Napoleon," she implored.
An idea suddenly struck her. She thought back to that dramatic scene in the movie, in
which the girl was sucked and fucked by the hot German shepherd. She recalled that
the thing that had triggered so much of the activity between the woman and the dog,
was the act of the woman applying her eager fingers to her snatch, then stimulating the
dog with the aroma of her juice.
She remembered how the dog in the movie had quickly picked up the scent once she
had moistened her snatch. She wondered if the same type of situation would apply with
Napoleon. She decided that it was at least worth a try.
"I'm dipping my fingers in my pussy well," she looked at Napoleon and smiled.
Napoleon continued to sit on his haunches, watching her with great eagerness. He
wondered what was coming next, what strange mystery would be unfolding before him.
She allowed her fingers to become good and moist with pussy juice, then removed them
from her mound. She held them up eagerly, shaking them in the direction of the
curious canine.
"Come over here and sniff, Napoleon," she laughed.
Napoleon jumped to his feet and ran over toward her. She observed that his nose was
beginning to pick up the scent. He began to sniff around her fingers.
"Come on up on the bed, Napoleon," she beckoned. "Here boy, here boy, come on,
Napoleon, come up and visit your mistress, come on up, come on, lover, come on."
The dog jumped up on the bed, delighting her with his presence. She felt that it was
just a question of time before things would begin to develop in the manner in which
she felt they should. She thrust her wet fingers in front of the dog's nose. He continued
to sniff the juice.
"Lick it, baby, lick it, it's a free sample, suck my pussy juice, suck it, my loving dog,
come on, Napoleon, suck my pussy juice," she encouraged.
Melissa finally had to make things happen on her own. She slid her fingers down
toward Napoleon's mouth. As she did, he began to catch on to what was in store for
him. He let his tongue slip out of his mouth and began applying it to her wet fingers.
"That's it, boy, go after the pussy juice, I want you to suck it, suck my pussy juice, suck
it, suck it," she said.
The longer the dog spent licking the juice, the more intrigued he became by it all.
Melissa was pleased that things were going as well as they were. She felt that it would
be just a question of time before she would break in her canine to do exactly what she
wanted him to do. She was looking forward, in particular, to games played with that
huge cock of his. The long red knot that she wanted to caress with , her fingers, and
feel inside her moist vagina.
Now that she had aroused Napoleon by offering him some of her pussy juice, she
decided that she could also entice him with the thought of sucking her ass hole. Her ass
was good and hot, and she would have liked nothing better than having that long red
tongue stab high up inside it. She remembered the kind of stimulating friction that the
dog in the movies had supplied to the woman.
"Now go after my ass hole, Napoleon baby. I want you to suck it," she called out to the
eager canine. "If you like my pussy juice you'll also like my ass hole. Yes, you will,
baby, I know you will, go down there and suck my ass, I want you to suck it, suck my
ass hole, Napoleon, go down there and suck, baby, go down and suck it."
She realized that to indoctrinate him properly, she would have to move her ass around
in just the proper fashion. If she wiggled her hot buttocks long enough, and supplied
him with the right kind of verbal stimulation, she reasoned that he would become
preoccupied with her hot ass.
She recalled how eager her husband Harv had been to suck her ass out before they were
married. He had always told her that she had the cutest ass cheeks he had ever seen.
She felt, without being the least bit egotistical, that her ass cheeks were amongst the
best. They were solid and trim, and Harv was forever feeling around them.
"Watch me, Napoleon, watch me carefully," she told the dog.
While Napoleon stood on all fours off the bed, she put her body to work flipping back
and forth with eager, stimulating movements. She looked very much like a shimmy
dancer performing her act on her back.
Her firm breasts flipped back and forth while her hips were grinding in the same kind
of erotic movement. Her entire body was experiencing hot gyrations as it slipped from
side to side.
"Does that do anything for you, Napoleon?" she gasped as her ass cheeks moved back
and forth.
When he continued to stand there and watch her, a curious look on his face, she
decided that perhaps it would be better to employ another approach. She ground her
movements to a quick halt, having formulated an idea which she felt would succeed in
getting her pet dog to respond, in the way that she wanted him to.
Once more her fingers dipped down into her cunt. It was still nice and moist. Every
time she looked at her canine lover, particularly at the hot meat which resided between
his legs, she moistened a little more. She dug the juice out of her cunt and slipped it
eagerly inside her ass hole.
"That ought to get you," she looked at the surprised dog and exclaimed.
Just as she had hoped, Napoleon reacted quickly. His nose began eagerly sniffing
around her anus. It moved around there briskly, getting her turned on all the more.
When the end of his nose came into contact with her anus, her body began to quiver.
At first his nose felt cold, but soon she warmed up to the pace. She began to enjoy the
poking sensation of his nose inside her ass. She was hoping that he would soon put his
tongue to work in the same spot.
"I want you to suck it, Napoleon. I want you to suck my ass out," she cried eagerly,
"suck my ass hole, suck it, I want you to suck it."
Now he was really beginning to get excited. He switched his efforts from sniffing to
sucking. The scent had turned him on, and now he wanted to lick some more pussy
juice. His hot red tongue made its way high inside her anus, as her body quivered with
electrifying excitement.
"Oh, you're in me, you're in me for the first time, Napoleon, it feels so good, I love it, I
love you, oh Napoleon, keep on sucking, Napoleon, I love you, baby, I love it, I love it,"
she said.
A determined Napoleon continued to suck inside her anus, prying loose every single
drop of snatch juice.
"Very good, Napoleon, keep on sucking me, baby, oh, Napoleon, suck, faster, suck,
suck, fast, faster, Napoleon."
Napoleon continued to send his tongue spiritedly inside her as she gasped.
Her body was shaking noticeably, and now she could feel the fires burning inside her
twat. She recognized how important it was to have him go to work on it, to suck dry
every drop.
This time all she had to do was point in the direction of her shaved snatch. Having
experienced the wonderful sensations attached to licking her juice, Napoleon was ready
to explore some more.
As his head dropped down toward her love nest, his tail began wagging. She grabbed
him by the head and guided him downward toward her cunt.
"Suck, baby, suck," she instructed, holding his head in place until he got the idea.
He began to suck her in a slow fashion, experimenting as he ran his tongue around the
warm and moist crevices of her vaginal flesh. Her moist red walls were alive with
sensation as his tongue continued to go to work.
The longer he sucked the faster he went. Soon her legs were trembling with excitement
as his electrifying pace continued. He speeded it up, driving his tongue at an
exhilaratingly forceful pace, as she gladly accepted every forward stab which his tongue
made.
"Oh, what a man, what a lover, I love you, Napoleon, keep sucking me, suck me, go
after my juice, I want you, I want you, I'm going to shoot in you, oh, oh, oh," she
gasped.
The longer that he sucked her, the happier that Melissa became. She realized that a
milestone had been reached between her and the beautiful sexy Napoleon. Now he was
sucking her with everything he had, determined to please his mistress. Now she was
experiencing the erotic satisfaction of a hot tongue stab.
"Just keep it up, just keep it up, I'm going to shoot in you, Napoleon, I'm going to
shoot right in your hot mouth," she said.
The stabbing continued for several more seconds. Finally she exploded her hot juice
inside his mouth.
"Oh, lover, you're too much," she said after he had finished.
He leaned forward and lovingly placed his tongue against her left cheek. He slid it up
and down, allowing his saliva to spread itself thickly over her warm skin. He then
moved his tongue over toward her other cheek, giving it the same treatment. His
tongue then made its way over other parts of her face, providing her with a hot tongue
bath.
"You sure did get hot all of a sudden," she laughed, enjoying the prosperity which had
just come to her.
Melissa wanted to do something to show her affectionate canine friend just what she
thought of him. She leaned forward and began to kiss his face, letting her lips plunge
eagerly and forcefully against his warm fur.
She kissed him several times in rapid succession, happy that she was able to show him
appreciation for what he had done for her.
She thought about what her husband had said about having sex with dogs. It was
terrible to take the attitude that he had, she thought, and after just one session she was
beginning to realize just how erotic sex with a canine could be.
Now that Napoleon had sucked her to climax, she began to become entranced with his
long pecker. She remembered how, when she was watching the sex film, how much she
wanted to reach out and grab a hold of the long red dong of the dog in the film.
Now she felt a necessity to come into contact with that stiff joint. She reached out and
grabbed a hold of it, slipping her fingers up and down the huge organ. As she pumped
up and down on it, enthusiastically, Napoleon reached out and licked her face once
more.
"What a passionate man you've turned out to be, Napoleon, you'll give any guy a run
for his money, even my husband," she complimented the dog. "If only Harv could see
what a sexy fucker you are. He'd be so jealous that he'd make me give you away."
The longer that he allowed his long tongue to circulate over her face, the brisker her
hot finger stabs became over his stiff pecker. She was letting the pace build with great
enthusiasm.
"Now I'm going to spend some time sucking you," she told him.
She began by licking up and down on his stiff red joint. She sucked slowly at first, then
gradually built up the pace. When it reached the point when she was sucking rapidly,
she switched her efforts to his testicles, which she worked her tongue around on.
As her tongue slipped around his testicles, Napoleon's body began to shift from side to
side anxiously. He was enjoying the stimulating contact which she was providing with
her aroused tongue.
When she discovered how turned on Napoleon was becoming, she switched her efforts
to his rod. She worked her tongue up on it, eager to receive a hot load for her efforts.
She decided to run her fingers around his balls while she sucked him, giving him two
sensations for the price of one. The longer she kept up her movements, the more
stimulated he became. Soon he was trembling and writhing with passion and she knew
that it would not be long, before he would shoot his hot dick off inside her mouth.
She continued attacking with great dispatch, anticipating keenly that big moment when
he would shoot. She continued to toy with those balls, as the sucking persisted.
At long last she got her wish. The warm juice bolted out of the end of his stick. While
her fingers continued to caress his testicles, the sperm shot with enthusiastic force into
her open mouth. It was not until she had swallowed every drop and had removed his
prick from her mouth, that she realized how tired she was from the entire ordeal.
She had literally put everything she had into getting her canine lover aroused enough to
have hot sex with her on her terms.
"You've got to be one of the handsomest guys in the world," she told Napoleon,
rubbing his head with her right hand. "You'll give even my husband a run for his
money, damned right you will, you sexy fucker. This is just the beginning, darling, the
very beginning. By the time I get through with you and you get through with me, we're
going to be making it like long lost lovers. We'll be fucking like there is no tomorrow."
The dog reached over and licked the side of her face once more. She enjoyed the
stimulating contact of the saliva with her skin.
She had loved every intimate moment. She thought about Harv. She wondered where
he was at that moment. She could not help but chuckle to herself, as she wondered
what he would think if he knew just how rapidly and thoroughly she had gotten
acquainted with her canine lover.
"We're going to go a long way, Napoleon, right to the very top of the fucking heap,"
she laughed.
As he licked her face once more, she patted him on top of the head. It had been a day
that exceeded in excitement, anything she experienced since the first few torrid love
sessions she enjoyed with her husband.
She found out just how illuminating it could be, to let herself go and engage in
vigorous sexual activity with her dog.


Chapter 7

Harv came home and took an immediate liking to Napoleon, which made Melissa very
happy.
"That's quite a dog," he laughed the first evening he returned.
He was lying on the floor wrestling with the dog, who good naturedly engaged in the
brick activity with him.
"Yeah, that's a real strong dog, he'll do a real good job of protecting you, honey, if the
need should arise."
"He certainly will," she smiled confidently.
It meant a good deal to her to have Harv like Napoleon. If he had disliked or in any
way resented the dog's presence, she realized that a true dilemma would ensue. She was
already as attached to Napoleon, as she was to Harv.
"You've really given him the right name," Harv laughed as he reached over and petted
the dog. "He acts like he owns the place."
"It's nothing personal, dear, he acts like that everywhere."
"Then the name fits even better. Napoleon thought that the world should be his own
private oyster. It looks like this guy feels the same way."
"That entered into my thinking in deciding to name him Napoleon in the first place.
"I suppose it did. You never do miss a trick."
"Oh, honey, the way you compliment me."
"I know, and the compliments become more effusive whenever I get a hard on."
"Which is about twenty-four hours a day."
"That's about right."
A few minutes later, after Harv loosened himself up some more with a few shots of
bourbon, she took Napoleon outside for the night.
"Sorry to have to put you out, honey," she leaned over and explained to him, "but I've
got to fuck with Harv. He would absolutely blow a gasket if he knew what was going
on between us."
That night Harv fucked her until the wee hours of the morning. He licked out her
snatch several times, practically blew his mind when she sucked his cock, and shot his
rocks off inside her nest.
It made her feel good to know that she was getting it the best of both ways, from her
ever loving and forever horny husband, and from her hot canine lover.
Several days after Harv made his next sojourn, leaving her alone in the house with her
handsome dog Napoleon, a middle aged couple who lived next door, moved out.
Replacing them was a young girl of twenty-two.
The afternoon following the young girl's move into her new quarters, Melissa was
watering the back lawn. It was a warm sunny afternoon and Melissa had on a pair of
light blue shorts, as she took care of the yard chores.
As she stood with the hose in her hand and watered near the fence, the young girl, who
was sunning herself in a bikini in her backyard, looked over and spotted Melissa.
"Hello there," the young girl called out cheerfully.
Melissa turned around and observed the girl, She gulped when she observed her lying
there almost nude in a white plastic lounging chair. She had bright fire engine red hair,
and a figure which easily matched her hair color for sheer torridness.
Her legs were slim and her ankles trim, while her breasts were both firm and
overpowering. Melissa quickly estimated that they must have been at least thirty eight
inches.
When Melissa got a look at her face, she was even more impressed. The girl possessed
huge expressive blue eyes and a button nose. Her lips were red and sensuous, just like
her hair.
"How are you?" Melissa grinned.
Looking at the girl made Melissa uncomfortable. She immediately thought about a sex
movie that she had watched with her husband one evening. It depicted two beautiful
women with stunning forms engaged in a spirited sixty-nine session. As the camera
closed in on their trembling thighs and moist mounds, as they supplied hot tongue
stabs to each other, she remembered the vibrations that had shot through her.
At that time she had done her best to coax herself in believing that she was not getting
carried away, by the sight of two women in sex. But as hard as she tried to convince
herself that that was the case, down deep she knew better. There was something
mystifying about the experience of going down on another woman. She recalled several
times having been attracted to women, but each time she had squelched such feelings.
Now those feelings were surging to the fore once more. On this occasion she found
herself more keenly attracted to another woman than ever before. On the previous
occasion she had felt nothing other than a few instinctive little tingles, along with
temporary fleeting wishes that she could see the girls in question totally nude.
Now the beautiful redhead, the sun glistening in her red hair, got up from the lounging
chair and walked toward the fence. Melissa felt some sudden convulsions in her body,
instinctive sexual responses. She felt like she could orgasm any second.
"Since we're going to be neighbors, I thought we might as well say hello to each other,"
the beautiful redhead smiled, showing her ivory teeth.
"Yes, a good idea," Melissa's voice trembled slightly under the powerful erotic feelings
of the moment.
"My name is Sheila Bronson."
"Glad to know you, Sheila. My name is Melissa Fuller."
"It's a real pleasure meeting you, Melissa."
"Same here."
Sheila looked at Melissa for several long seconds. Melissa began to feel uncomfortable
as Sheila smiled warmly at her, then licked her lips. It made her think of Napoleon, and
how he often reacted when he was ready for sex.
"Are you doing anything right now, Melissa?" Sheila asked.
"Nothing more than watering my lawn."
"I'm kind of warm. I could use a nice cold beer. Do you like beer?"
"As a matter of fact I do. Especially when I'm good and thirsty."
"Are you good and thirsty now?"
"Yes, I am."
"Good. So am I. It's fun to get a sun tan, but it can really take a lot out of you."
"I know what you mean."
"Especially when you're kind of light, as I am. I always see to it I have plenty of
protective lotion on me."
"You're a smart girl."
"Thank you. Anyway, what I was about to ask was whether you wanted to join me for a
beer. We could talk and get a little better acquainted."
"That sounds like a good idea."
"How about right now?"
"Give me a few more minutes to finish off this lawn and I'll be more than happy to."
"Fine. I can use the same time to wash the lotion and sweat off of my body."
Melissa watched beautiful Sheila Bronson disappear into the house. She watched her
hips flip sensuously back and forth. The longer she watched her body, the more excited
Melissa became.
Sheila's sexiness, coupled with her reaction to it, caused her great concern as she
finished watering the lawn. She was a bit fearful about even going over to Sheila's
house. Several times she considered not going at all. All she would have to do would be
to think up an excuse to go out, then rap on the door and inform Sheila she was unable
to make it.
The more she thought of taking the coward's way out, however, the less she liked it.
For one thing, she realized, she would have to face up to beautiful Sheila some time in
the future. She seemed so vibrant and accommodating that she would almost certainly
ask her over some other time for drinks or conversation.
She finally managed to convince herself that there was nothing at all attached to her
feelings. So she had observed a beautiful girl in a bikini, and it had caused her to think
about a hot lesbian sex session she had observed in a film. That did not mean that she
was eager to have intercourse with the girl. It only meant that there had been some
kind of instinctive sexual response, based upon something she had previously seen.
She decided that she would have to display enough confidence in herself to go over to
the beautiful girl's house. Melissa would prove her point by having a beer with Sheila,
and not in any way thinking about her sexually.
Besides, she recognized, Sheila would no doubt have thought of her as some kind of
pervert, for even entertaining such thoughts. The whole idea became preposterous the
more she thought about it.
Melissa finished her watering, then prepared to go next door to meet Sheila.


Chapter 8

Melissa rang the door bell and Sheila promptly answered.
It practically bowled Melissa over to observe Sheila dressed in the same tight fitting
bikini that she had been wearing in the back yard. The big difference between then and
now, was that her body had been rinsed off, and there was a sparkling freshness
attached to her.
"Hi, I saw you coming," the young girl said cheerfully. "Come on in."
"Thank you," Melissa said as she walked inside the house.
"Don't mind me. When it's nice and warm I often wear bathing suits around the house.
It makes me feel so cool and comfortable."
"I don't mind at all."
"Well, sit down, please," she showed her into the living room.
"Thanks."
Melissa seated herself on the sofa.
"Well, I'll open up a couple fresh cans of beer."
"Does that ever sound good right now."
"You're not kidding. You know, I had time to have at least one before you came over
here, but I didn't. I didn't think it would be fair to drink one before you got here. I
thought that it would be nice for both of us to quench our thirst at the same time."
"You are very thoughtful. First you invite me over here, then you see to it that you're as
thirsty as I am when we start drinking."
Sheila slipped into the kitchen. She poured the contents of two beer cans into tall
glasses, then carried them out into the living room. She set the glasses on tumblers than
sat down just a few feet away from Melissa. Immediately Melissa felt a sex vibration
shooting through her body, as Sheila sat down and spread out her long, sexy legs.
"Boy, this tastes good," Sheila exclaimed after having her first sip of beer.
She licked her lips, which once more made Melissa think of sex.
"It certainly does," Melissa said after taking her first sip.
"It's great being in a nice neighborhood like this. It's sure nicer than the other area
where I lived. Of course, maybe what made it so bad was my husband."
"I'm sorry to hear things didn't work out."
"The happiest day of my life was when that dissolution became final. The conceited
sonofabitch. He was so much in love with himself, that I could never count. Even as
beautiful as I am."
"If he couldn't appreciate a girl like you, then he was certainly a confused young man."
"Thank you, so kind of you to say."
At that point, a German shepherd burst upon the scene. At first glance Melissa
wondered if her Napoleon had not somehow transplanted himself next door.
"That's my companion, Christine," Sheila pointed towards the dog.
"That's funny. I have a German shepherd myself."
"I know. I saw him in the yard. Wait until Christine gets a look at him, he's quite a
handsome guy. I'd kind of like to play Cupid, if you don't mind."
"Who'll bear the responsibility of the puppies?" Melissa chuckled.
"No problems at all on that score. I got Christine fixed."
"In that case, I guess there's nothing to lose."
"No, nothing at all."
Christine trotted over to the sofa. She stood in front of Sheila and wagged her tail.
Sheila responded by petting her.
"She really goes for the attention."
"So does my Napoleon."
"Napoleon? That's what you call him?"
"Yes, like my husband says, he acts like he owns the world, just like Napoleon used to."
"You're married?" she said in a tone of disappointment.
"Yes, my husband does a lot of traveling with his work. He's gone right now."
"Oh, I see."
"He works for an insurance company."
"What kind of guy is he?"
"A very good guy. Very sexy, very good provider."
"Sorry for putting it that way. It's just that – well, I had quite a hard time."
"I understand."
"Well, I'll put Christine out. She's kind of spoiled, always craving attention. I'd like to
be able to talk to you, and I don't want to be bugged knowing I have to placate her
every whim."
Sheila promptly excused herself and got up from the sofa. She led the beautiful German
shepherd out the back door. Melissa heard the door close and watched Sheila reappear
in the living room.
Once more Melissa got extremely aroused watching the sexy walk of Sheila. Her eyes
remained focused on those gorgeous breasts. She examined the voluptuous cleavage that
separated them. Since she was wearing such a skimpy bikini, there was very little to be
left to Melissa's imagination.
Sheila sat down and took a long sip from her glass. Then she revealed: "I don't mean to
sound that sour about men, but it's the way I'm feeling more and more now. I mean,
not just my husband. Just about all men. I've had lousy luck with them, I really have."
"You probably just haven't met the right one yet. Just keep an open mind and keep
trying, and you'll wind up with somebody wonderful like my husband some day. Harv
is a great guy. I'll introduce you to him as soon as he gets back."
"I don't like to sound too harsh, but I find that I don't have that much in common with
men. They can be so damned crude the way they act, the way they pop off and demand
that women should be their slaves twenty-four hours a day. I don't go for that kind of
stuff, I really don't. They're so damned pretentious."
"I'm just afraid you haven't met the right one yet. When Mr. Right comes along you'll
feel absolutely different."
"Don't count on it," she laughed. "I mean, either me feeling different or Mr. Right
coming along."
Melissa decided not to discuss the subject of men with her any more. She could see that
Sheila had strong biases against males. Since she did not share Sheila's viewpoint,
Melissa thought it best to change the conversation.
They began chatting about the neighborhood and things in general. They soon finished
their first round of beers. At that point Sheila made a suggestion: "How about another
round?"
"I don't know if I should," Melissa laughed. "I don't drink beer that much."
"What's wrong with living a little dangerously? It's not every day that a new neighbor
invites you in to drink some beer with her and chew the fat."
"I guess not."
"Besides, you husband is gone and you probably get lonely over there. I'm sure you
do."
"Well, you're right. My German shepherd keeps me company, but I often do feel kind
of lonely."
"See, I told you so. So give me a few seconds, and I'll pour us a fresh glass of beer."
They downed the second round of beers faster than the first. From there Melissa was
talked into having a third beer. Since she had been weakened by the first two, it was
considerably easier for her to give in the third time around.
The longer they conversed, the giddier they became. Shortly they began doing a lot of
laughing and joking. They went on to a fourth beer apiece. After completing their
fourth round, Sheila eased over closer to Melissa on the sofa.
"You are one of the loveliest women I have ever seen," she fixed a stare on Melissa that
caused her to become uncomfortable.
Melissa felt a tingling sensation ripple through her body. It was even more discernible
than any of the other such feelings she had had since meeting Sheila for the first time.
"Thank you," she gulped.
"You know something, honey? There's one thing that you've got to learn a lot about."
"What's that?"
"You don't know how to relax. You're so tight sitting there like that."
"No, I am not," Melissa said defensively. "You are, and you know it. I think I know the
reason why."
"Why?" Melissa looked at her awkwardly. "Because you want to fuck with me and you
can't admit it to yourself. Right?"
Sheila fixed a sexy stare on Melissa. Melissa resisted her stare by looking away.
"I don't know what you are talking about," Melissa finally blurted.
"You know very well what I am talking about", Sheila laughed. "I've had sex with a lot
of women and if there's one thing that I can tell, it's when a gal's hot for me. Baby, you
were hot for me right from the second you saw me in that bikini, even though I could
see you struggling with yourself. I know you married gals. You get urges, at least the
sexy married gals do, like you. But you're afraid to give in to your feelings, because of
what certain segments of society might say. These idiots who say that it is sick for two
women to make it together, don't know what they are talking about. Usually the people
that get the most upset about these things, are the ugly geeks that don't have anything
going for them in the first place."
"I think I had really ought to be going," Melissa said.
She began to get up from the sofa. She no sooner lifted her body from the sofa, than
Sheila reached out and grabbed her by the arm, holding her tightly. Feeling the touch
of her warm hand caused Melissa to get more excited than ever. Her body immediately
began to tremble.
"Look at you, baby, you're trembling. Now just why the hell would you be doing that?"
"You're upsetting me talking the way you are."
"That's a lot of baloney. You don't want to admit your true feelings. Come clean, baby.
I know what it's like. We all went through this kind of thing at one time or another."
"This is perfectly ridiculous," Melissa's voice trembled. "I love my husband, and that's
the only person I want to have sex with."
"I think you do dig your husband. In fact, I'm almost sure of it. But that doesn't mean
that you don't also dig me. I can tell when a gal's turned on to me. Any sexy gal that
gives herself half a chance is going to like me. Hell, I know I've got a beautiful body,
and I know just how to please a woman with it. Let's go into the bedroom where I can
get a chance to please you."
"Please let my arm go."
"Be reasonable, baby."
She spoke in a husky tone and gripped Melissa's arm tighter than before.
"I'll tell you what, honey, let's just go into the bedroom and take our clothes off just for
the hell of it. If you don't feel anything, then it proves I'm wrong. You're free then to
put your clothes back on and forget about everything that I've said. If you're not turned
on then, I'll never make another pass at you. But I don't think I'm wrong. I can tell
when a gal's really turned on, and you're turned on."
"Don't be silly."
"Then let's go into the bedroom just for the hell of it and see if I'm wrong."
"I don't have to prove anything to you," Melissa turned on her angrily.
At that point Sheila dropped her hand from Melissa's arm.
"I have my own life to live and I see no reason to involve myself in experimentation.
Maybe I did stick around a while too long and had a few too many beers with you.
Maybe you did get mistaken by my giggling after too many beers, or a glance you
thought I gave you, but I don't have to prove anything to anybody about what my sex
preferences are. Like I. said, I'm a happily married woman and things are going to stay
that way."
"You can stay a happily married woman, but I'll guarantee you that if you went to bed
once with me, you'll want to do it again."
"That's perfectly crazy. I'm a straight heterosexual, and I have no interest in any woman
for sexual reasons."
"Then let me make one more suggestion," Sheila insisted.
"You'd better make it fast, because I'm rapidly losing my patience."
This time Melissa spoke in a tone that was both loud, and terse.
"O.K., no need to get uptight. Why don't we just do this. If I'm proven wrong, then
believe me you'll get an apology and I'll never make another pass at you again. Why
don't we just go into the bedroom. You can watch me take off my clothes. If you see me
bare-ass naked and want to turn around and walk out of that room without doing
anything, then that will be it. If you want to have a little action, then so much the better
for me, because I'm hot for you, and I'm certainly proud to admit it. You're one of the
most beautiful gals I have ever seen. Anytime I can romp in the hay with a chick like
you, I'm happy."
"Very well," Melissa exploded. "I'll end all this nonsense right here and now. I suppose
that I'll never be able to live in peace, unless I convince you once and for all that I'm
not interested in you sexually."
"Then you'll do it?" Sheila's eyes lit up.
"I certainly will."
"That's very good."
At that point they walked into the bedroom together. Once more Melissa's eyes
travelled down to Sheila's buttocks and legs, as she watched her wiggle her hips with
seductive grace.
Something else was happening to Melissa to cause her great concern. Her heart was
beginning to beat like a trip-hammer. She could not understand why such a
development was occurring. Surely she was not interested in this woman.
As a matter of fact, she was going into the bedroom with Sheila for the specific purpose
of disproving the other girl's claim.
One side of Melissa told her that the whole idea was perfectly ridiculous. But the other
side felt an intense heat. And what concerned her the most, was that the most intense
level of the heat was circulated between her legs in her love pit.


Chapter 9

Melissa stood trembling in dumbfounded amazement as she watched Sheila remove her
bikini.
Following several quick flicks of the wrist, Sheila pulled off her bathing suit top. She
looked Melissa's way for a response and grinned.
"Well, I'm letting the tits hang loose," she winked.
Melissa looked away, pretending that she was not the least bit interested. Her response,
however, did not fool Sheila one bit. The young girl immediately detected Melissa's
body flinching. She recognized what was happening, that she was affecting the married
woman, even though Melissa was attempting to convey the impression that she was
having no influence whatever on her.
"Well, now to finish the job," Sheila said.
Melissa turned her eyes toward Sheila. They could not help but be entranced by her
firm lovely breasts. Melissa could not help but wonder what it would be like just to
reach out and touch them. It was the same type of curious feeling that she had had,
when she saw the dangling red prick of her dog Napoleon for the first time.
Sheila quickly unhooked her bikini bottom, letting it fall to the floor. Now she was
totally nude. Melissa had done the very thing that Sheila had asked, namely, permitting
the other girl to undress before her.
"So what do you think of this body, honey?"
Melissa's eyes travelled quickly downward from Sheila's breasts all the way to her
snatch. She observed the flaming red pubic hairs, and wondered what it would be like
to run her fingers over Sheila's mound. She attempted to convince herself that she was
not really that curious. She attempted to force herself to believe that Sheila had been the
instigator from the very beginning, and that any curiosity she might hold had evolved
from Sheila's conversation.
Sheila walked slowly toward her. Melissa wanted to walk away, to leave her house and
never return. She hated this confident young girl for exposing her to such
embarrassment. But even though she actually wanted to leave, something caused her to
remain frozen in her tracks. It was as if she had suddenly become a statue and was
totally incapable of any kind of bodily movement.
Her eyes continued to run up and down that beautiful form as it twisted its way closer
to her. She looked at those lovely breasts for several seconds, then shifted her focus to
Sheila's inviting mound, after which she would look at her long sexy legs. All the while
her head spun. She attempted to convince herself that the spinning was due to the beer,
but down deep she knew much better. Her young hostess was having a profound effect
on her.
"I knew you were hot for me," Sheila said softly as she closed the distance between
them.
"No, I'm not hot for you. I just wanted to prove to you that I could look at you naked."
But by then Melissa's assertions had no effect on Sheila. They did not even convince
Melissa. Her tone was slow and dull and she continued to stand there trembling,
wondering what would come next.
"Don't fight it any more, honey," Sheila advised.
Now she was standing inches away from Melissa.
"If you fight you're feelings when you're really this hot, when you really are this
anxious to fuck, you're only hurting yourself. You'll always wonder what it was like to
go to bed with me. So help me, honey, I'm really only trying to help you. I'll admit it, I
want to fuck you in the worst way, but I know what it would be like from your
standpoint too if you don't give in to your feelings."
"Please stop," Melissa pleaded in a hoarse whisper.
Now it was completely obvious where things stood. She was no longer resisting.
Sheila reached out with her right hand, running it over the warm soft skin of Melissa's
face.
"So soft, so nice, just like I knew it would be," Sheila said.
"We'd better not."
"Are you kidding?" Sheila smiled.
Once Sheila contented herself with running her fingers over Melissa's face, she let them
drop down toward Melissa's breast. While Melissa's body trembled with a fear of the
unknown, Sheila skillfully and confidently worked her way underneath Melissa's blouse,
then her bra. Her fingers touched, then squeezed Melissa's nipples.
"Think I'll goose you a little," Sheila laughed.
Melissa's body was still trembling, but she was no longer resisting Sheila's advances.
Sheila ran her fingers with smooth, flowing movements over Melissa's breasts and
nipples.
The longer she kept up her activities, the more enthusiastic Sheila became. The more
enthusiastic Sheila became, the more curious Melissa was inclined to feel. She could not
help but wonder just how far she would go, to what extent she would permit Sheila to
take liberties with her.
What stumped Melissa was that she felt totally helpless. She still had the feeling that
she should run, should bring this whole foolish business to an abrupt end, but she was
not able to. Her entire body trembled as Sheila touched her. Her breasts felt warm and
wonderful as the other girl made steady contact over them. It was like a wonderful
massage to have those breasts skirt over the firm folds of flesh.
"Nice, those are real nice tits," Sheila said. "You ought to be real proud of them, baby,
real proud. I'll bet that old man of yours loves every inch of you and I don't blame him.
I wish to hell I was married to you."
Sheila abruptly withdrew her fingers from Melissa's breasts. Her next move was the
boldest of all to date. She worked the fingers of her right hand inside Melissa's shorts.
She felt around her panties, then moved her fingers deftly inside the panties and against
her cunt. She let her fingers flow with rhythmic ease over Melissa's cunt.
"I don't feel any hair down there," she giggled. "You've got your box shaved, haven't
you?"
"Yes," Melissa admitted.
"Then that sure as hell tells me one thing."
"What's that?"
"It shows that your old man loves to go down on you."
"He likes it that way. He likes it every way. But please stop talking about him. I feel so
funny standing here and letting you play with my box while I'm thinking of him."
"You know, you're right," she nodded. "I won't talk about him again. We shouldn't be
talking about him. We shouldn't be talking about anybody, in fact. We should be
strictly thinking about ourselves."
The longer that Sheila looked at Melissa, the more aroused she became. She was
gradually warming herself up for the task at hand. She threw her arms abruptly around
Melissa's waist and pulled Melissa toward her. Sheila shoved her hot lips hard and fast
against those of Melissa.
The kiss practically took Melissa's breath away. Their lips ignited with savage force
against each other. Melissa was not even attempting to fight her off at this point, she
was not in the least seeking to break the kiss. There was something dynamically
wonderful about allowing another woman, a beautiful woman, to press her lips against
hers.
Suddenly she was beginning to feel the same way she had felt when she had her first
sex act with the dog. It was the provocativeness of the act itself, which had stimulated
her toward great heights. Now she was beginning to feel the same way about having sex
with Sheila.
She wondered why she had resisted so long. Since she had already made the break into
canine sex, she did not see any reason why she should have balked at the prospect of
adding a new dimension to her rapidly expanding sex life.
"I knew that kiss would get you," Sheila told her. "Now just run those fingers over my
pussy a few times. I saw you looking at it, honey. You can't fool Sheila, girl. Maybe I'm
not that old, but I've got a lot of experience on this little pussy of mine. Not that I've
been playing around that much, it's just that when I find somebody I dig, I'll stick with
them and we'll have a lot of good fucks. I've had my share with top quality gals. Every
time I've gone into the other area and tried to make it with guys I've got loused up.
Now I'm happy to make it with gals like you."
"I don't know," she shook her head. "Should I go that far?"
"What a silly question to ask. Go ahead and play with my pussy a little. It will get you a
little more into the routine."
Melissa could barely understand her responses. At one point she would feel like going
all the way, while seconds later she would draw back. She couldn't help but think, that
maybe there was a good deal to the fact that it was often difficult to shake a person's
training.
She put her fingers to work inside the already torrid red nest of Sheila. Sheila nodded
and grinned, as the fingers flew feverishly over her moist pussy walls.
"Now you've got the idea, honey, now you're doing it," she laughed. "Keep those
fingers working, I really like it, keep it up, baby, now we're really making music, now
we're really making it, lover, now we're going to town, keep on using those fingers,
keep it up, I really love it."
Melissa kept up her brisk finger activity the next few minutes. Finally she withdrew her
fingers.
"I can't believe that I'm coming on this strong," Melissa said.
"I can, baby. Remember how confident I was when I asked you to come into the
bedroom with me?"
"Yes."
"Well, I hit it right."
"You sure did."
"I want my tongue inside your mouth."
No sooner was the exclamation out of Sheila's mouth than she let her tongue slip inside
the hot mouth of Melissa. Back and forth their hot tongues eagerly slid as they supplied
each other with sensuous voltage. They both heaved heavy sighs, as they continued to
allow the tongues to roll against each other.
It was Sheila who finally broke the kiss.
"Great, baby, great," she said happily. "Now I want to take off your clothes. I think
you're ready for that."
"If you say so."
"Now you're learning. Just listen to me and I'll show you the ropes for a little while.
After that you'll probably be showing them to me."
"I don't know about that, you know quite a bit."
"You've got great instincts, honey. The way you slip that tongue around. You've come
on awfully fast. I wouldn't underestimate you for anything."
All it took was several quick tugs. Sheila's sure wrists went to work and Melissa's shorts
came falling down. After that her panties were pulled off.
"Now I'd like to have my chance to play with your pussy," Sheila exclaimed.
Sheila went to work running her fingers over the itchy snatch of Melissa. A driving
finger movement, soon caused Melissa to fall into a series of ecstatic gasps and
murmurs.
"Now I've really got you where I want you," Sheila laughed. "Oh, baby, you're as horny
as they come. I knew that all it took was a little friendly persuasion."
Sheila's fingers then went to work on Melissa's blouse, which she quickly unbuttoned.
After that all that she had to do was pull off her bra. Then she was every bit as nude as
Sheila.
"Let me get a look at this gorgeous body," Sheila sighed.
Sheila's movements became precise and much slower, as her fingers reached out and
grabbed Melissa's breasts. She cupped and fondled them, pressing and pinching.
"What tits, what tits," she murmured.
"You have magic in those fingers."
"So nice you recognize it."
"Oh, keep them going on those tits."
"I intend to."
Sheila kept up the tits stroking until she decided that it was time to push on to other
things. She fixed her eyes squarely into Melissa's, and pushed her head forward. With
one decisive thrust she allowed her lips to plunge against Melissa's. They locked in
spirited passion.
By the time Sheila withdrew her lips, Melissa's body had been reduced to nothing more
than a series of erotic quivers. It was obvious to Sheila, just as it was to Melissa, that
she was now ready for just about anything.
"Let's get over on that bed," Sheila whispered.
She kissed Melissa's left ear affectionately. She could see that they were now reaching
the more exciting segment of their sex activity.
The girls climbed into bed together, their bodies trembling with excitement. They
anticipated a good deal of wild sexual activity, and could hardly wait to get the show on
the road.
Sheila, as could be expected, began directing the action once the girls got into bed
together. She began by running her fingers over the smooth creamy breasts of Melissa.
She then switched her fingers down toward Melissa's snatch, tickling it a few times.
"Now I think I'll get myself a nice handful of crotch," Sheila laughed as she allowed her
fingers to roam freely over the cunt and ass of Melissa.
"You talk like a man."
"Please don't hand me an insult like that. I just get a little bit hot in the act."
"I'll watch stuff like that."
"Good. I just want to concentrate on you."
"Oh, the way you're running those fingers over me."
"You like that, huh?"
"Oh yes, yes."
"Then why don't you do me a favor?"
"Name it."
"Run your fingers around my crotch in the same way."
"That ought to be a lot of fun."
"For a girl who wasn't impressed by any of this, you sure learn fast."
"I guess I'm what you could call flexible once I put my mind to it."
"That, you certainly are."
Now Sheila reached out and applied her fingers with greater speed to Melissa's ass. She
toyed with the creamy buttocks cheeks, then allowed her finger to work its way inside
the ass itself.
"That feels so good, I'm going to give you some of the same," Melissa told her.
Melissa then put her itchy fingers to work. They were trembling with a keen sense of
anticipation as they got ready to direct themselves toward lovely Sheila. She flipped the
fingers with great ease over Sheila's torrid box. Sheila's hips flayed back and forth with
every movement as she became all the more excited.
"That I really like, I like that kind of action," Sheila nodded. "Keep it up, baby, step up
the pace, keep those fingers working around me, I love it, really love it."
"Oh I love it the way you're doing it to me too. Can we ever make music, is this ever
great," Melissa gasped.
"Now let's devote ourselves to a little twat action," Sheila said. "Just take those fingers,
honey, and we'll diddle each other, really get each other turned on. A little bit of that
and I guarantee you we'll both get turned into red hot fucking machines."
"That sounds so exciting, so provocative."
"Baby, if it's not provocative, I just don't do it."
"After having this much sex with you, I believe it."
"I make my partners believers."
"You've certainly made this one a believer."
"I've got a sure fire way that turns all of them into believers."
"What's that?"
"I give them hot fucks, it's that simple." The girls enjoyed a laugh. Then they put their
fingers to work with a sense of feverish adventure. They manipulated them with the
ease and skill with which Sheila had hoped they would.
They began by slowly fingering each other's box. The tempo continued to build until
they were working themselves feverishly in the finger fucking department. Back and
forth the fingertips slid over the hot snatches.
"You're really getting nice and wet down there," Sheila said pleasantly.
"You're not doing so bad yourself."
"I told you we would go great guns once we started doing this."
"I know, I know. I'm burning up all over."
"You're not the only one, I'm doing the same thing."
"I wonder how long we ought to keep this up?"
"Just a few more minutes. That's about all we can take. After that we'll go on to
something else."
"I feel like I could do anything with you now."
"I knew you'd feel that way if you let yourself go. I can tell when a gal's hot. I could see
when you were looking at me in that bikini, just how turned on you were."
"I was, I really was. I just didn't have guts enough to admit it to myself."
"Well, we all need a little help sometimes to reveal certain things. I was able to help you
this time. But obviously, from the way you are carrying on now, you don't need any
more help."
"I suppose you're right."
As the fingers began to fly with even greater eagerness, the girls began to tremble that
much more. Their hips and legs were flipping like pistons, as they continued generating
excitement for each other with their sweeping finger movements.
"Now I think it's a good time to switch to something else," Sheila said.
"What do you have in mind?"
"Let's stab each other's ass holes."
"That sound very dramatic."
"You haven't lived until you're tried it. That finger fucking, when you do it just right,
baby, is the greatest."
"I'm looking forward to starting."
"No time like the present."
Sheila got things rolling properly by shoving her finger high up into Melissa's rectum.
Melissa immediately quivered from the sensation, as the finger plunged high inside her
ass hole. Once more she thought her friend Sheila was right. All it took was a little
finger fucking in order to get her to be driven to the very height of sexual ecstasy.
A strong current of sexual electricity bolted through Melissa's entire body, as Sheila's
penetrating movements accelerated. Back and forth that tongue continued to stab in
hot, searching, probing movements.
"What a nice ass you've got," Sheila asserted as she kept up the attack. "It feels so great
sticking that finger up there. Now you can do the same for me, baby, get that finger
working inside my ass. That way we'll both be satisfied. You'd be surprised how much
fun it is to get it both ways."
"It sounds intriguing. I'll have to put my finger to work right now."
"Please do. If you give me some help then I'll give you that much better a fuck."
"O.K., you've got yourself a deal."
Now it was Melissa who decided to take an experimental step forward. She had never
undertaken anything quite like this in her life. She could still hardly believe that she
was letting herself go with a beautiful woman. But sure enough, there she was, letting
her hot finger stab high inside the other girl's beautiful ass hole.
With every stabbing thrust, Sheila became that much more excited, providing Melissa
with that much more in the way of sexual activity. Soon they were matching each other
stab for stab, driving their fingers high inside each other's ass.
They kept it up for the next few minutes. By the time they stopped, they were both
sweating and trembling. In Sheila's estimation, they had come to the searing climax of
activity.
"Now it's time for a tongue assault," Sheila laughed. "The thing to do is to keep up that
finger fucking while we match each other stroke for stroke with our tongues. Let's make
with the sucking and finger fucking action at the same time."
"You want me to suck your cunt?" Melissa said.
"I certainly do. You'll have an absolute blast doing it."
"I've never done anything like that before. I'm not so sure I'll be good at it the first time
around."
"I'm sure that you would be," Sheila told her confidently.
"What makes you so sure?"
"From what I've seen you accomplish already. You catch on fast. Here's what you ought
to do. Just let me suck you for a little while, then you go ahead and pick up the pace.
I'll bet that by the time we're through, you're sucking me with as much enthusiasm as I
display with you."
"Hope you're right."
"Just don't get excited and everything will work out. Just relax and let yourself go.
That's what this sex game is all about."
"I suppose you're right."
"I know damned well I'm right."
Sheila licked her lips before beginning. She could already taste the hot explosive juice
inside her mouth. She reached out and allowed her finger to make penetrating contact
inside Melissa's ass once more. As Melissa's body began to quiver, Sheila went to work
with her tongue inside the hot box of Melissa. It was already nice and warm which
made it all the more inviting for Sheila's tongue.
As Melissa enjoyed the soft warm strokes of Sheila's determined tongue, she became all
the more eager to put her tongue inside Sheila's hot box. She was also excited by the
hot finger fucking action, in which Sheila drove her finger high up inside the ass of
Melissa.
Soon Melissa projected herself squarely into the act. Her own finger movements
continued to dazzle Sheila, while her tongue went to work exploring Sheila's box.
At first she was diffident about her new activity, since it was something she had never
done before. Her first few strokes were gentle and exploratory, as she attempted to work
herself squarely into the routine.
She quickly stepped up the pace, however, as the sucking continued. The girls matched
each other stroke for stroke with their tongues and their fingers. They continued
probing deeply inside each other's hot ass, as their bodies trembled with every
exhilarating touch.
As for their mounds, they were becoming feverishly excited as they worked their way
toward climax. With every stabbing movement they drew that much closer to orgasm.
Sheila exploded first, and Melissa was just a few seconds behind her. They rested for a
few seconds after orgasming.
"So, how did you like going down on my box?" a smiling Sheila asked Melissa.
"It's a sensation like nothing I've ever had before in my life."
"I'm sure that's true."
"I guess I've got you to thank for being so persistent. If you hadn't insisted on me
sticking with you, then we wouldn't have had any fuck at all."
"I'm used to talking to girls and getting them to make sense on this subject. But as for
me, I'd like to get back to the fucking. I'd like to sixty-nine with you some more."
"That would be fine with me."
"Let's get started."
They quickly returned to the sucking. Once more those fingers stabbed juttingly inside
each other's ass-hole.
Again the girls were reduced to quivering writhing masses of sensuality, as they
exploded inside each other, one more time.
"I really think we've hit it off beautifully," Sheila laughed, patting Melissa on top of the
head.
"I guess we have."
"This is the start of a truly beautiful friendship."
"Just one thing, dear."
"Yes?"
"I can't afford to let my husband find out about this."
"I won't let that get out," she laughed.
Melissa's body was still tingling, as she got up out of the bed and put on her clothes. It
felt in some ways to her as if she had been a part of a dream. It had been a beautiful
dream, but one which seemed to lack plausibility.
She had gravitated into female love making with the same degree of reckless intensity
she had displayed in her relations with her dog Napoleon. She recalled the first time she
had had sex with Napoleon. It was very much like this day with Sheila, in which she
had become suddenly drawn to passionate sex of a type she had never experienced
before.
"Why don't we have another beer?" Sheila suggested after they dressed.
"No, thanks, I've had plenty."
"You're not used to drinking beer."
"No, not very much."
"I certainly hope you'll stop over again soon."
"I will."
"After a start like this, we've just got to keep in touch," Sheila chuckled.
"I suppose we do."
"Once you've got that tongue spinning inside me, I just couldn't stop shooting."
"Your tongue did alright by me too."
"I guess neither one of us got cheated in the act."
"No, we both enjoyed ourselves."
"That's the only way to fly."
Sheila planted an affectionate kiss on Melissa's lips at the front door. Melissa then left.
Melissa attempted to piece together all the incredible events as she walked inside the
house. She had found a new friend, a very friendly neighbor.

Chapter 10

Melissa and Sheila proceeded to get along famously, during the week that Harv was
gone.
Two days after that first stimulating suck in Sheila's house the girls got together at
Melissa's place. After Melissa had fixed two pitchers of Martinis for herself and her
friend, which resulted in both of them getting drunk, they found themselves ready for
stimulating sexual activity.
"Let's take our clothes off and play a little grab ass," Sheila said as they finished their
drinks, reaching out and running her fingers over Melissa's breasts.
"So you want to have a little sex, huh?"
"Why do you think I came over here?"
"I thought you wanted to taste my Martinis."
"I did and I have. But there's something else I'd like to taste that's even better."
"I wonder what that is," Melissa chuckled. "One guess. It's a four letter word spelled cu-n-t."
"Right on."
It took very little time for Sheila to undo Melissa's blouse, pulling it off. She then
slipped her fingers underneath Melissa's bra, rubbing the warm flesh and creating quick
and brisk friction.
"There you go with that tit rubbing again," Melissa nodded appreciatively.
"I just love those tits of yours."
"Keep on going, keep the friction going."
"I like that, I really like it."
She kept up the brisk finger work for the next few minutes, then went to work
removing her slacks. As she unzipped them and pulled them off, she reached out and
patted Melissa's buttocks gingerly.
"What nice and firm cheeks you've got," she asserted.
"I just love the way you touch them."
"Isn't it great to massage each other?"
"It sure is. Particularly the way we do it." Sheila's next move was to strip Melissa's
panties off of her. Then she engaged in a more vigorous round of massaging, allowing
her fingers to probe and move searchingly over the firm ass cheeks of Melissa.
"You're so nice and firm, I love working with you, I love working these fingers around
inside you, I love this butt," she gasped.
"Keep up the action, I love it."
"Oh, this is great."
Melissa then went to work removing Sheila's clothes. It took her very little time to
remove Sheila's slacks and blouse, after which she stripped off her panties and bra. Now
they were both naked, alive with sexual electricity!
"Now for a little game of grab ass," Sheila said.
"Yes, you grab my ass and I'll grab yours."
"Oh look, I've got myself a nice hand full of ass cheeks."
"So do I, it feels so great."
They pinched and stabbed at each other's ass cheeks, allowing the tempo to rise inside
both of them. With each increasing stab, they became that much hotter. The faster they
went the more aroused their entire bodies became, until they began trembling
noticeably all over.
At the point in which they were both extremely excited and ready to do much more,
Sheila suddenly withdrew her fingers from Melissa's creamy ass cheeks.
"What are you doing that for?" a surprised Melissa asked. "I was enjoying that so much.
Come on, honey, let's play grab ass a little longer."
"I've got something else that I'd like to do right now."
"What could be more fun than what we were doing?"
"You just wait and see," she laughed.
"That reminds me," Melissa said, "just what did you bring that box over here for?"
"That's exactly what I'm going to show you right now."
Sheila had brought a box with her when she dropped over at Melissa's. It was now
sitting in a corner of the room. From the outward looks of it, it appeared to Melissa to
be nothing more than a box where shoes could be stored. She could not understand the
mystery involved when, after she had asked Sheila what was in it, Sheila had told her
she would have to wait, and that the contents were a big secret.
Now that the secret was about to be revealed, Melissa was more anxious than ever to
find out about the contents inside the box. The mystery was about to be resolved!
"You haven't lived until you've seen what's in this box," Sheila laughed as she crouched
and got ready to open it.
"Don't keep me in suspense any longer."
"I won't."
She opened up the box and pulled out a plastic dildo. She held it up in both hands
triumphantly.
"Look what I've got here," she said proudly.
"My God! It looks like a man's cock. It really does. I can't get over it. What the hell is
that thing used for?"
"Now don't ask such naive questions, dear."
"It might seem naive to you, but it isn't to me. I just wonder what the hell that thing is
used for."
"It's used for the same thing that a man's cock is used for."
"For fucking?"
"Yes, that's the very thing it's used for."
"I guess I am naive. I've never heard of anything like this."
"Don't feel too embarrassed. A lot of girls who aren't in the know and who have never
experienced sex with women, don't know about this. But we can enjoy the very same
sensation that a man can. We don't need a damned man around at all when we put our
ingenuity to work."
"I guess you're right."
"Everything you can get in a regular fuck, we can supply with this neat little plastic
gadget."
"There's one thing you can't supply," Melissa grinned.
"What's that?"
"A load of cream. When my Harv shoots, it's like the Pacific Ocean rushing to shore."
"Have I got news for you, baby. Come into the bathroom and follow me, I'll show you
what I mean."
"Be glad to."
A highly curious Melissa jumped out of the bed and accompanied Sheila into the
bathroom. Sheila brought the plastic dildo with her along with a plastic case. She
opened the plastic case and took out some eggs.
"What are those eggs for?" Melissa asked.
"I'm going to show you."
Sheila ran hot water over the eggs until they got warm. Then she systematically
separated the yolks from the whites.
"No need to keep the yolks around," Sheila said.
Melissa watched with great interest as Sheila flushed the yolks down the toilet.
"Now the whites are something else," Sheila explained as she went back to work.
As Melissa watched, Sheila filled the artificial scrotum with the whites. She could hardly
believe what she was observing. Apparently that was what Sheila meant when she had
said that even the juice from a man's cock could be duplicated.
"Now, baby, all I've got to do is push a little button down here and I shoot," Sheila
smiled. "Isn't that downright handy?"
"It certainly is. I just can't believe it."
"The wonders of science," Sheila threw her head back and laughed.
"Yes, the wonders of science."
They walked back into the bedroom, ready to proceed with activities.
"Why don't you just lie down in that bed and make yourself comfortable, just as if you
were expecting a hot fuck from your husband's cock?" Sheila told her.
Melissa spread herself out on the bed, letting her lean beautiful legs part. Sheila looked
down at her with great admiration.
"Damned but you've got a beautiful body," she exclaimed.
"You're stacked alright yourself."
"Yes, I'm o.k. in that department. But right now I'm thinking about your body and how
I want to fuck it."
Melissa watched as Sheila strapped the plastic dildo to her waist. A big smile surfaced
on her lips as she touched the cock-like tip of the object.
"I guess I'm all strapped in," Sheila said. "How's this going to feel compared to the way
you get stabbed by a man?"
"It's going to feel the same way. Only it will feel better the way I do it, because I've got
the knack for fucking a lot more than most men do. I can make better use of this
artificial cock, than most guys can the real thing."
"I'll just bet you can. I'd never underestimate you."
"So sweet of you to say, dear."
"Oh, baby, fuck me. I'm looking forward to experiencing this."
"You're in for a lot of fun."
"Life's been just a ball since meeting you."
"Yes, we've had a ball balling each other."
"We certainly have."
Sheila slipped her body inside the bed, moving in between Melissa's parted legs. She
reached down and felt Melissa's cunt.
"Oh, baby, you're already nicely lubricated, yes, I can see that I did my job," she said.
"It's so nice feeling around there where it's nice and moist. I can hardly wait to put this
hot prick to work."
Now that her friend was sufficiently lubricated, Sheila realized that it was time to get
started. She slipped the end of the dildo inside the warm mound of Melissa.
"Oh, kiss me, I want you to kiss me," Melissa exclaimed.
"How does it feel to have this inside you?"
"It feels great, just like a hot cock."
"I knew you'd say that."
"Oh, kiss me, slip your tongue inside my mouth."
"I will, I will."
Sheila allowed her lips to plunge pulsatingly against those of Melissa several times in
rapid succession. Once she allowed the tempo to build to its dramatic height, she
worked her tongue inside the hot mouth of Melissa.
As the tongues slid and rolled over each other, Sheila began to penetrate her cunt with
greater speed. The tongue stabs turned her on to the point where she was ready to
exercise the hot dildo in speedier fashion.
As Sheila continued to deliver the steady piercing strokes from the hot cock-like tip of
the dildo, she reached over and felt around Melissa's tits. At that point she withdrew
her tongue from Melissa's mouth.
"Think I'll give you a little love pinch," Sheila laughed.
She reached out and pinched the tip of Melissa's nipples. She had so much fun doing it
the first time that she went ahead and repeated the act.
"Oh, that kind of tickles," she said.
"Yes, I know it does. I figured I'd give you extra thrills."
"Keep on playing with my tits and nipples, I like that."
"So glad that you do."
As she shoved her wiggling dildo higher inside the moist and aroused cunt of Melissa,
Sheila roamed freely with her hands inside the erogenous area of Melissa's breasts.
"Oh, it feels so great. I love it."
"Damned, but these tits are firm. I really love feeling them."
"Oh, keep it up, I love it."
Suddenly Sheila withdrew her fingers from Melissa's breasts. She let the fingers travel
down her legs. As the fingers stroked the thighs and ankles of Melissa, both of the girls
got all the more turned on by the act.
"Boy, are those legs nice," Sheila exclaimed. "I wish my legs were half as good."
"They're better than mine, you silly girl."
"I don't think so."
"I know so."
"I guess we shouldn't argue about our bodies."
"No, it's a lot more fun making love than war."
"You're so right."
She flared her ass back and forth as the dildo continued to make its way inside
Melissa's cunt. The hips of Sheila continued to wiggle nervously, as she drove the peter
like object high and deep inside the moist mound of the lovely girl.
"Keep on fucking me," Melissa said.
"Oh, this is so great. I really love it."
"What a team we make."
"Yes, we fuck like crazy together."
Now Sheila, who had completely gotten carried away in the sex act, was slapping the
ass cheeks of Melissa. Melissa's body was trembling with every forward stab.
"Just keep bringing those hips up to meet my love stabs," Sheila told Melissa urgently.
"Yes, I will."
"Oh, that's it."
"Oh, keep up those hot fucking movements, keep up those stabs, I like having that
inside me, I love it, oh can you fuck, keep on fucking, I love it, drive it into me, I want
it, I want it, fuck me, fuck me."
"Oh, my dear, I love it, what a hot fuck you are, what a hot cunt you've got, do I ever
like driving it in there. I love it, love it, oh, oh, this is great."
While the spirited stabs continued and while Sheila was getting carried away in the
throes of sex, she firmly fingered the buttocks of her hot partner. Melissa was being
firmly indoctrinated into another aspect of lesbian sex. She was learning how much fun
it could be to be fucked by a dildo.
But it was not the dildo that was particularly turning her on. Yes, she liked the
sensations. But what made the difference was that the dildo was attached to the body of
Sheila. There was something about Sheila, her native sexual potentials perhaps, her
devil-may-care attitude maybe, but whatever it was, it greatly appealed to Melissa. Just
the thought of having sexual contact with her was enough to send sexual tingles up and
down her spine.
"Just keep on fucking me," Melissa said. "I wouldn't think of stopping now."
"Keep that butt of mine busy."
"Don't worry, I wouldn't think of letting it alone either."
Sheila continued to slap Melissa's buttocks playfully, while her hips moved with
relentless zeal back and forth. She was plunging the dildo into her, making every
searing stab count. All the while Melissa's body began to tremble with greater urgency.
"You're really getting hot now, I can see it," Sheila said.
"Keep on stabbing me, I love it when you work your cock into me that way."
"Now you're really getting in the groove," Sheila nodded and laughed. "You're calling it
my cock. Well, that's exactly the way it feels."
"The way you wield it, baby, I just love the way you stab me with it."
"I love stabbing you with it. I love fucking you."
"Keep me going, don't let me rest a second. I'm just experiencing too much ecstasy for
ray own good. I just can't control myself. It's just too great, too great, I love it."
"Oh, the way those hips are flinging up there to meet me, that's just exactly the way I
wanted you to do it. I love those hip movements, keep them coming, and I'll keep this
hot dildo stabbing into you. This hot pecker is really going to make you happy, baby,
and so am I. I love you, baby, and I love fucking you, I love fucking this beautiful body,
it's great, the best, the best fuck of all."
"Kiss me again," Melissa exclaimed. "Kiss me, kiss me, I want it, I want all the action I
can get from you, I'm so hot I don't know what to do."
Sheila was beginning to tell that the act was working its way into its final stages. They
could not keep up that kind of savage intensity for much longer. As for herself, she was
gradually building toward climax, the point at which she would release those egg whites
into the hot mound of her lover.
While she continued to play with the ass cheeks of Melissa, fingering them with great
earnestness, she allowed her lips to plunge several times against those of Melissa. They
kissed once, then twice, and finally a third time. All the while the savage tempo
continued to accelerate. Their bodies were sweating and they gasped with passion as
they continued to make waves.
"I can't take it much longer, I'm going to have to shoot inside you pretty soon," Sheila
announced.
"Yes, I want you too, this is just great."
"Oh, you've got those hips flaring up again."
"They're absolutely out of control, I'm absolutely out of control. I just can't contain
myself, it's too much, too much."
Finally Sheila decided that the big moment had come. She leaned over and delivered
one more solid kiss to Melissa's lips. Then she reached down and pushed the button
that released the warm egg whites, into the hot mound of her lover Melissa.
At that point the entire room became filled with the musky scent of female sex. No
sooner did Sheila finger the trigger and release the load of cream into the direction of
Melissa's cunt, than her own erotic organ dramatically exploded.
"Oh, I'm shooting," Sheila said, as the symbolic load of white juice shot out of the
dildo, her own juices exploding as well.
"So am I, so am I," Melissa gasped.
At that point the pussy juice exploded out of Melissa as well. Now they were two
sweaty, thoroughly exhilarated women who had put the most of everything into their
sexual activities.
"Every time we do it we seem to do it better," Melissa said.
"Isn't that the truth. With most gals I've made love to, the best time is the first. After
that, it just seems we just can't match the same intensity, no matter how hard we try.
Maybe sometimes we try too hard, but we never seem to recapture that edge that we
had before. With you, baby, it's been just the opposite."
"We're like a couple of bolts of lightning once we get going."
"Yes, I guess that's a pretty good description of us."
"Look at my body. I'm all sweaty. I'm covered with plenty of gook."
"Same with me. Well, it just shows what a good time we've been having."
"That it does."
As they lay there relaxing in each other's arms, cooling off a little following a torrid
round of sex, Melissa all of a sudden heard a strange noise emanating from the back of
the house.
It started with a solid thud and soon she heard the pitter patter of emerging footsteps.
She began to realize what was happening.
A few seconds later her canine lover Napoleon was standing in front of the bed
surveying the action.
"Well, look who's here," Sheila burst into spontaneous laughter. "If he'd arrived a few
minutes earlier, I'd call him a canine voyeur."
"He's quite a guy."
"I'll just bet you have sex with him, don't you?" Sheila grinned.
"What makes you say that?"
"Come on, honey. We're lovers, and we can level with each other. I'll tell you right off
that my Christine does a great job of licking my cunt. She just loves it."
"O.K., I'll admit it, we have sex together."
"You aren't telling me anything I don't already know."
"How do you know? You haven't seen us in the act, I hope."
"Nothing like that," Sheila chuckled knowingly. "No, I can tell just the way that he's
looking at us, that he's used to having sex with chicks. Look at the way that nose is
working." Melissa looked over and observed what Sheila was talking about. The
sensitive nose of Napoleon had picked up on what had been happening in the room.
The pungent pussy aroma was quickly discerned by him, causing his nose to flip back
and forth. Suddenly he began moving closer to the bed.
"I'll bet he's done a lot of pussy sucking," Sheila laughed.
"He's gone down on me quite a few times."
"Does he ever look sexy. Mind you, when I say that I am a little prejudiced against
men, that doesn't relate to four legged men. They're a completely different stripe to the
lousy two legged men that I'm used to going with."
"He's quite a guy."
"I'd like to ask a personal favor of you, Melissa."
"What's that?"
"Would you mind if he sucked me right now? I'd sure like to see what it's like having
that tongue up against my pussy."
"Be my guest."
"Thanks."
Sheila flipped her hips around sexily and rubbed her snatch. In order to give Napoleon
the opportunity to concentrate fully on Sheila's box, Melissa got up from the bed. She
stood in the corner and watched Napoleon. His eyes were fixed on the gyrating body of
beautiful Sheila.
"Come and get me, Napoleon baby, I want you to suck my box," Sheila exclaimed.
His nose quickly picked up the scent and he moved toward the bed. He jumped up on
it as she spread her legs widely, continuing to manipulate her fingers over her snatch.
"Come and get me, lover, I want you to suck me, I want you to give me the same kind
of wild action that you give your mistress Melissa," Sheila said.
"Suck her, Napoleon," Melissa chimed in.
Napoleon sniffed around her ass-hole and box. His tongue swept eagerly around her
ass, keeping her ass-hole occupied with quick stabs.
After he succeeded in igniting her body all the more, he switched his efforts to her cunt.
Back and forth his tongue licked feverishly as the pace picked up dramatically.
By then Sheila's body was twisting and turning with great ecstasy as the hot German
shepherd applied his tongue to her snatch.
"Keep up the sucking, Napoleon, I want it, I want to shoot my pussy off in your
mouth, I want it, please keep it up, I want it, keep sucking," she said.
She finally creamed inside his mouth. Napoleon graciously accepted every drop, after
which he licked her face enthusiastically.
"He's just showing his appreciation," Melissa said.
"That's fine with me," Sheila said.
Sheila petted him for the next few minutes, talking baby talk to Napoleon.
"Now that I've met Napoleon intimately," Sheila said, "we're just going to have to get
together Napoleon and Christine. I've got a hunch it will be love at first sight."
"And even more love at first fuck, I imagine you mean," Melissa laughed.
"Yes, I guess that's exactly what I mean."
"I guess we're about as sex mad as any two broads can be. We're gonna play voyeurs to
a couple of fucking dogs."
"I'd rather watch a couple of groovy dogs make it than a lot of lousy people that I've
known."
"I suppose you're right. I kind of feel the same way."
They both looked at Napoleon and grinned smugly.
"He doesn't have any idea what he's got in store for him," Sheila said.
"He'll be thanking us by the time we're finished, though."
"I'm sure he will," Sheila nodded. "Since Christine's always been a pretty hot piece of
ass."
"I'm sure she is. And you already know about Napoleon."
"Do I ever," Sheila petted him one more time.
As Melissa thought about the prospect of bringing the two dogs together, she
experienced a joyous tingling sensation. It seemed that she was getting more and more
turned on with sex every time that she had an additional experience.
Her sex development was taking place in steps. At first it had taken a good deal of
convincing on her husband's part to get her to go to see sex movies. That had loosened
her up sufficiently, to where she was ready to participate in sex with him, for greater
periods of time than she had been willing to do previously.
Now lovely Sheila had entered the scene! Sheila appeared not long after Napoleon. It
appeared almost inconceivable to Melissa that she was now getting sex from three
quarters – her husband, a beautiful woman, and her hot canine lover.


Chapter 11

It was the day following the torrid sex session, which ended with Napoleon sucking out
Sheila's pussy.
It was the middle of a lazy afternoon, as Melissa wound her Mustang into her driveway
after doing some shopping at the local grocery store.
No sooner did she get out of the car than an excited Sheila Bronson came running out
of her house.
"Hello, Melissa," she waved like a buoyant little girl just seeing her best friend for the
first time in months.
"Hello, darling."
"Just what do you have on for this afternoon?"
"Not a solitary thing I can think of."
"Then how about dropping over to my place?
It's warm again and I was in the mood for a beer."
"I suppose I could. I bought a six pack at the store. How about letting me bring it
over?"
"I wouldn't think of it."
"Why not?"
"Because I'm the hostess and I'd like to supply the beer. I've got a whole freezer full of
beer cans. They're nice and cold and just ready to be opened."
"I just like to do my share. Last time I was over at your place, you supplied the beer."
"How about those excellent Martinis you made for both of us yesterday?" she laughed.
"Well, I did that because I wanted to."
"Exactly. And I'm supplying the beer because that's what I want to do."
"I suppose when you look at it that way, you're right."
"Sure I am. Come on over."
"I'll do that. Just give me time to put the groceries in the house."
"Let me help you."
"No, I can manage myself."
"But I'd like to help you."
"Fine. You're a real doll. Always willing to help."
"I'll do plenty for a woman when I love her."
"I know. I found out the first time when you sucked my cunt."
"It was such a sweet snatch that I couldn't take my tongue off of it."
"It was such a hot tongue that I wasn't about to let you."
"I guess you've got a point there."
Each of them picked up a sack of groceries and together they walked towards the door.
Melissa put down her sack and emptied her purse, finally locating her key. But before
she did she had to go through a number of different objects.
"You're like me when it comes to keys," Sheila laughed.
"You know how we women are, we collect all kinds of junk."
"Yes, I know very well what you mean. I'm the same way."
"What I really love to do is to collect fucks from you."
"You'll get them as long as I have the strength to administer them."
"I hope that's a firm commitment."
"As firm as that plastic dildo I used to fuck you up the cunt yesterday."
"That's plenty firm enough."
They walked into the kitchen and stacked the groceries on the shelves. Then they went
next door to Sheila's house. Several times as they walked, Sheila reached behind Melissa
and took some solid feels of her ass cheeks. They clung tightly to her white slacks.
"Don't do that," Melissa said.
"Who's got a better right? Except for maybe your husband."
"It's just that I don't want to be seen."
"My x-ray vision would have picked up on anybody around. Don't worry, honey, I'm
not about to play with your ass cheeks in front of people."
"How about my dog Napoleon?"
"Yes, he's people, but he's a little different. He's the kind of groovy guy who'd always
understand."
"I guess he would, considering that he likes to fuck both of us."
"Precisely what I mean."
They entered the living room and Melissa stretched out on the sofa. She kicked off her
shoes and put her feet on the table, relaxing completely. A few seconds later her lover
Sheila appeared in the room with two glasses full of beer. She slipped them on the
tumblers and they were ready to drink.
"Before I have my first sip I want to kiss you," Sheila said.
She slipped her body down next to that of Melissa. She ran her smooth fingers over
Melissa's face. Melissa closed her eyes and purred like a kitten.
"My lips are waiting," Melissa said excitedly, "kiss me, kiss me."
"Oh, darling, you're so warm and willing now."
"Once I conquered my inhibitions, baby, I was fine."
"You're such a groovy gal. You're married but you don't let your old man dictate your
sex life to you. When he's away, you play with your next door neighbor and your dog.
What a well rounded woman."
"Let's get off the testimonial kick. Come on and kiss me. My lips are ready for it."
"Oh, honey, will I ever."
"Pucker up, baby."
"I have, I have."
Melissa allowed her eyes to remain closed, as the lip thrust of Sheila provided her with
penetrating excitement. The lips plunged together ecstatically, giving off much in the
way Of sexual warmth.
By the time that Melissa broke the kiss, she was becoming tingly all over.
"How do you expect me to finish a beer now after you've got me this hot?" Melissa
asked.
"You've got to learn to turn on and turn off, baby. If you get this hot all the time, I
won't be able to kiss you as much as I want to. I love just pushing those red lips of
mine against yours. It really gives me a thrill. Let's just go back to drinking our beer,
enjoying an occasional kiss, maybe cuddle up and pet a little, and we'll let matters take
their own course."
"Just don't blame me if I get completely carried away."
"That's always a risk you run when you start fooling around."
"You're telling me."
"Let's kiss one more time."
"O.K."
This time it was Melissa who took the initiative. More and more she was finding herself
doing so. In the beginning it had been Sheila who had made practically all the
overtures. But as Melissa became more acclimated to girl sex, she was assuming the
initiative more in her own right.
Melissa slipped her fingers dreamily through the flaming red hair of Sheila. She enjoyed
the stimulating finger contact with it. It was so warm and soft, just the way that hair
should be.
"I love running my fingers through that hair," Melissa said.
"Maybe I ought to do the same thing to your hair."
"Be my guest."
"Oh, honey, you are so passionate."
"I think I feel like running my fingers around your tits."
"Go ahead and do it. They're ready for your touch. They always are."
"I'm glad we've got everything out in the open."
"That's the only way to fly, or maybe I should say the only way to fuck."
Now they were running their fingers passionately over each other's hair, as their lips
plunged against one another. Once Melissa withdrew her lips from those of Sheila, she
decided that she wanted to penetrate further.
"I've just got to find my way inside that mouth of yours," Melissa swooned.
"I'll open this mouth of mine nice and wide for you."
"Good, I'd like to look at your tonsils."
"Like hell. You don't want to look at my tonsils. You want to kiss me, right?"
"Come to think of it, that's more what I had in mind."
As Sheila opened her mouth, Melissa plunged inside with her tongue. Tongue slipped
against tongue with uninhibited delight. As they Frenched passionately, Sheila flared
forward, allowing her tits to come into contact with those of Melissa. As they created
their own body friction, their tongues proceeded to run against each other dramatically.
They continued the passionate French kissing for the next few seconds. Finally, Melissa
withdrew her tongue from the torrid mouth of Sheila.
"How's that for kissing?" Melissa smiled.
"Was that ever great. Maybe we ought to start our own personal sex carnival and
charge admission."
"That would be great. We've even got dogs to throw in."
"We certainly do. I'll bet these horny bastards around this town would bust their asses
to see us making it together."
"Could be. I hear that guys really do dig watching two sexy broads make it."
"They certainly do. They'll pay a lot of money to see it."
"Maybe it's something for us to think about."
"I'd be for it, but I don't think your husband would understand."
"If he ever caught me in anything like that, he'd absolutely kill me."
"That's what I mean."
They went back to their beer for the next few minutes. Once they finished sipping the
entire contents from the glasses, they became good and hot for each other once more.
"I've just got to slip my fingers underneath that bra of yours," Sheila exclaimed as she
threw an arm around the shoulder of her lover. "Is that what you really want to do?"
"I sure do."
"How coincidental. I had just the same kind of thoughts floating around my brain."
"We're always thinking about sex."
"Particularly when we're around each other."
"That's for sure."
"Then let's neck and pet a little."
"The perfect suggestion."
They threw their arms around each other and held on tightly. They clung to each other,
noticing that they were both panting. They were becoming rapidly stimulated,
gathering a tremendous amount of steam as they sat next to each other.
Each of them reached forward simultaneously. They worked their fingers inside each
other's blouse, then bra, and ultimately inside each other's breasts. Their fingers moved
with rhythmic grace as they thoroughly enjoyed the contact they supplied for each
other.
"Oh, I love squeezing those tits," Sheila exclaimed.
"Do I ever love playing with yours," Melissa said.
"Let's keep up this action."
"Let's step up the pace. Let's move them faster."
"I'm with you."
"Oh, I'm going as fast as I can."
"So am I."
"Let's kiss."
"My darling."
Once more their lips found each other. As they remained locked against one another,
they let their tongues slide and shove briskly around each other's breasts. It was an
exhilarating experience for both of them.
It was Sheila who finally broke their kiss and removed her fingers from Melissa's warm
tits.
"I've got to have you now," Sheila panted, running her fingers hotly over Melissa's face.
"Oh, honey, I want you too."
"Let's undress each other. Let's make it here, right on the rug."
"That sounds so sexy. Falling on the rug."
"What a great place for a sixty nine."
"You can say that again."
Their fingers danced gracefully as they quickly undressed one another. After they tore
each other's blouse and bra off, throwing them to the floor, they allowed their fingers
once more the opportunity to dance uninhibitedly over each other's firm, passionate
breasts. They squeezed each other's nipples, and turned each other on to the fullest
with their finger movements.
The next step was to tear off each other's slacks, which they accomplished quickly,
discarding the slacks oh the floor next to the blouses and bras.
"Now I've got to get your panties off," Melissa said excitedly.
"Yes, and I have to remove yours."
"Let's do it together."
"Right at the same second."
"Does this ever make me feel like sucking you."
"Oh, I can hardly wait until I get my tongue on your snatch."
Their fingers reached out and they let the elastic in their panties stretch. They snapped
the elastic against their bodies several times, enjoying the music that they made.
"Hey, that's a great sensation, playing with these panties," Sheila laughed.
"My husband likes to do that with me."
"I'm glad you taught me something."
"So am I. I've got a lot of catching up to do after all the teaching that you've done me."
Following some enjoyable action with the panties, they proceeded to pull them off.
They were casually tossed on the discard pile. Now they were hot, naked, and as sexy as
they could get.
"You've never looked more beautiful," Melissa said.
"Neither have you."
They began by running their fingers over each other's buttocks. They let their fingers
glide over the creamy globes of flesh, then began pinching them with great excitement.
They pinched each other until their skin reddened and it began to hurt a little. But they
were so tuned on with each other that they did not care. They actually enjoyed the
sensations attached to providing stings for one another.
"I love squeezing these cheeks," Sheila said. "So do I."
"Oh, the skin's so tight, I love to touch it."
"Keep on touching it. Yours is tight too. It's so great, it's so great running those fingers
around it, oh, how wonderful."
"I can't take too much more of this. If we keep this up, I'm going to have to go down
on you right now."
"I'm getting to feel the same way."
"Oh, darling."
"Oh, baby, baby."
As their bodies twisted and turned passionately on the floor, their lips converged
against one another one more time. Their tongues then clashed against each other with
uninhibited delight.
They ran their fingers over each other's hot butt, as they decided it was time to apply
their tongues to each other's snatch.
The fingers continued to enjoy themselves passionately as they ran around each other's
firm buttocks cheeks while their tongues went to work on each other's snatch.
Electricity was definitely in the air as they let their hot tongues slip around inside each
other's moist mound. Driving those tongues steadily forward, they sucked briskly,
determined to enjoy loads of pussy juice. Melissa decided to thrust a finger inside
Sheila's rectum. As she did, Sheila began to squirm more noticeably than before.
Picking up the cue, Sheila immediately returned the favor, plunging her finger high
inside Melissa's ass-hole.
With the finger stabbing thrown in for good measure, the girls became all the hotter.
Their tongues continued to drill with great enthusiasm inside each other's hot slit.
They kept it up until the first explosion, which took place no more than a few seconds
after they started sucking each other.
"Not bad, we made it fast that time," Sheila nodded as she took her tongue out of
Melissa's slit after swallowing her juices.
"Very good, but let's go back for more."
"I'm for you, nothing like seconds."
"Except thirds."
"Or would you believe fourths?"
By the time they decided to stop long enough to take a break, each of them had
exploded three times. By then Sheila had a suggestion.
"Let's catch our breath and have another round of beers."
"That sounds like a very good idea," Melissa laughed, patting her lover on the ass
cheeks.


Chapter 12

The girls finished another round of beer. By that time Sheila came up with a
suggestion.
"I can't think of a better time than right now to get our dogs together," Sheila said.
"You really think we ought to?"
"Why not?"
"I don't know. I'm so hot for you right now, that I'd just like to go on fucking," Melissa
said.
"Just because the dogs might be screwing wouldn't mean that we couldn't."
"But we'll watch them, I'm sure we will. It's a curiosity attraction, at least once."
"That's all true, but we'll get turned on even more than we are now, watching them
fuck, and the more we get turned on, the better the fuck we'll have."
"Maybe you've got a point there. I hadn't thought about it from that standpoint."
"Sure I've got a point. We'll go out of our minds watching them."
"You know, this sounds pretty good."
"Sure it does."
Sheila jumped up to her feet and walked toward the back door. She opened the door.
"Christine, girl, come on, Christine, Christine, I'm going to get a hot man who lives
next door to fuck you," she called.
The female German shepherd came running quickly into the house. She followed her
mistress into the room. As she spotted Melissa sprawled out on the floor, looking naked
and sexy, Christine immediately responded.
"Look at that gal go," Sheila laughed as Christine's nose picked up the scent of
Melissa's cunt.
Christine ran toward Melissa, burying her nose in Melissa's twat. She sniffed and poked
around her moist nest, then let her tongue slip over it.
"See, you're getting a nice cunt suck from my dog," Sheila laughed. "She really knows
how to wield that tongue. I wonder if her mistress taught her a few things?"
"Believe it or not, baby, I didn't have to teach this girl much."
"She can suck me if she wants to. I just love a good hot tongue inside my nest."
"I know you do," Sheila said.
Melissa's body quivered with every hot thrust that Christine's tongue put forward.
The German shepherd did every bit as thorough a job on her hot mound, as her own
dog Napoleon.
"Keep on sucking, baby, keep on sucking me, Christine, I want it," she said, "keep on
sucking, suck all the juice out of my cunt, I want it, suck it all out, I want it, 
suck, suck, suck."
Melissa shot her juices into the dog's mouth, after which she felt completely content.
"After doing a favor like that for me, I guess I'd better run over and get Napoleon."
Melissa got up from the floor and winked at Sheila.
She patted the dog several times.
"Time to return the favor, huh?" Sheila said.
"Yes, indeed so."
Melissa quickly put on her clothes, then excused herself to go next door. Christine
followed her to the door and wagged her tail.
"If she keeps this up, I'm going to get pretty jealous," Sheila laughed, pointing toward
Christine.
"I guess she's become accustomed to my twat."
"Sure didn't take her very long."
"Didn't take me very long to get warmed up to her, either."
"She sure loves to suck cunt."
Melissa walked quickly next door. She could hardly wait to get her dog. She walked
into the back yard and found him lying down underneath a tree.
"Napoleon, baby, if you're interested, there's a hot, sexy gal next door who'd love to
fuck with you," she said, reaching down and petting Napoleon.
Napoleon wagged his tail and barked several times.
"Come with me, honey," she snapped her fingers, walking with brisk enthusiasm
toward the gate.
She opened the gate and let her sexy dog out. Then, accompanied him next door. No
sooner did they arrive at the door but what Sheila was poised and ready to let them in.
Sheila flung the door open.
"Come on in, you sexy people," Sheila laughed.
Napoleon no sooner got inside the door but what he became enchanted with Sheila's
cunt, which his tongue had visited on one previous occasion.
He began sniffing around her hot mound.
"You'd better look the other way, Napoleon, because there's a hot canine who's ready to
be balled by you," Sheila said.
Just as Napoleon was getting accustomed to Sheila's cunt once more, beginning to run
his tongue over her vaginal walls, Christine came running toward him. Her tongue was
out and she was panting noticeably.
"Now I have a hunch we're really going to see something," Melissa said.
"I'm quite sure that we will," Sheila said. No sooner did Napoleon spot her than he
became immediately turned on. His tongue wagged, and he snorted several times.
Meanwhile Christine, standing on the rug, awaited his initial charge.
"Go and get her boy," Melissa encouraged. The two girls walked toward the rug,
preparing to watch the dogs in action. Napoleon darted swiftly toward Christine. His
nose immediately picked up her scent.
"Fuck the hell out of her, Napoleon," Sheila said. "Make her feel like she's a woman.
She wants a nice hard cock inside her."
With dramatic zeal Napoleon went to work. His nose began to sniff around Christine's
crotch. He sniffed out her ass, then put his tongue to work inside her ass hole.
"It's been a long time since I've seen him look this horny," Melissa told Sheila.
"Christine is pretty worked up herself."
"I can see that."
"Why don't you take off your clothes, honey? I have a hunch that we're going to want
to get into the act pretty soon ourselves."
"You've got a point there."
Melissa quickly stripped, feeling much freer in her passionate nakedness. The girls
reclined on the sofa next to each other, putting their arms around each other as they
watched the two dogs go at it hot and heavy.
Napoleon continued sucking out Christine's ass hole. His tongue movements inside her
ass continued for the next few minutes, after which he decided that it was time to
switch his efforts to her snatch.
Once more Napoleon's nose eagerly picked up the scent. He allowed it to sniff around
her pussy walls, for a few minutes, in the course of which he was becoming all the more
worked up. At long last he decided that he should put his tongue to work. He began to
slip it back and forth eagerly inside the hot snatch of the female German shepherd.
Soon Christine was raising her head proudly as Napoleon allowed his hot red tongue to
go to work inside her box. He sucked with a flourish, allowing his tongue to work its
way frenziedly around inside her.
"Will you look at that, honey?" Sheila said. "That hot man of yours is really going to
town."
"Didn't I tell you he was sexy?"
"You sure did. I found out on my own."
"Am I ever happy I bought him."
"We're both happy. In fact, Christine's happy right now too."
"She certainly is. She couldn't look prouder."
Napoleon continued driving his tongue rapidly inside her box. Christine's hot nest was
getting a fantastic work-out from the long stride of the warm red tongue of Napoleon.
Napoleon kept at it until she finally shot. Then he began to contemplate another move.
"I'll bet he fucks her now," Melissa said. "Speaking of fucking, I want to take you on a
vigorous sixty nine."
"That's the perfect thing to do after the dogs have their kicks."
"Certainly we can't miss the big show."
By then Napoleon was set to thrust into high gear. Once more his nose picked up the
scent of her ass-hole. Then he entered behind her, driving his forceful red penis high
into her vagina.
The girls watched as Christine's entire body quivered. She was happy to have that hot
red meat poking its way around inside her hot snatch.
"Now he's giving my girl a real fucking," Sheila said.
"Will you look at the way he's working that cock."
"I know, just like a piston."
"When he gets that thing going, there's nothing stopping him."
"You're telling me."
He maintained a forceful pace, driving the huge cock into her pussy time and again. It
was a spirited fuck, and both of them were enjoying it tremendously.
"I'm sure glad we were able to play Cupid," Sheila laughed.
"If we're glad, just think how glad they are."
"They will be inseparable companions after this, as long as we let them."
"He might not ever pull that prick out of her pussy."
His cock continued to probe sharply until he orgasmed inside the nest of Christine.
By then Melissa and Sheila had ideas of their own.
"Let's get on the floor and suck each other's snatch," Sheila said, cupping her fingers
around the ass cheeks of Melissa.
"Oh, baby, let's do it."
"Kiss me first."
"Gladly."
Their lips met, locking feverishly for the next few seconds.
Once they finished kissing, they threw their arms around each other and allowed their
tits to create friction against each other. The longer they kept up the tits friction, the
more eager they became to suck on each other.
They allowed their bodies to roll downwards toward the rug. Soon they were in sixty
nine position, letting their tongues work feverishly over each other's box.
The dogs watched them for a few minutes, after which passionate Napoleon decided it
was time to go to work on Christine's cunt once more.
Now the floor was filled with passionate lovers. While Melissa and Sheila allowed their
tongues to work their way frantically over each other's mound, Napoleon was throwing
his tongue with brisk enthusiasm over the warm snatch of Christine.
They kept up the brisk sex activity for the next few minutes, after which Sheila and
Melissa, having experienced several minutes, decided it was time to call a halt.
"How about one more beer?" Sheila asked. "No, I'm loaded. I guess I'd better take my
over-sexed dog home and fix him his dinner."
"Did we ever have a blast today."
"We'll have to do it more often."
"Yes, we will."
Melissa was exceptionally proud of Napoleon as she took him home. He strutted in his
usual cocky manner as he exited the house. He took one last look at his lover Christine
before departing.
Christine responded to his appreciative glance by barking several times.
"She doesn't want to let him get out of her sight," Sheila laughed.
"I don't blame her."
"Neither do I, having been sucked out once by him myself."
"He's a regular stud when it comes to that hot pecker."
"Or his talented tongue."
"Thanks for a great afternoon."
"Don't mention it."
"We'll be doing it again soon."
"The sooner, the better."
As Melissa opened the door and let Napoleon inside the house, she petted him.
"As usual, baby, you made a big hit," she told him.
He wagged his tail and barked several times. He looked like the picture of contentment
after enjoying brisk sexual activity with Christine.


Chapter 13

It was in the wee hours of the morning as Melissa slept. She had taken off all her
clothes since it was warm in the house. She often enjoyed sleeping in the buff. As she
was becoming more disposed toward taking her clothes off for sex purposes, she was
becoming more liberal in her attitude towards clothing in general.
As was the normal case when Harv was gone, Melissa allowed Napoleon to sleep inside
the house. He normally slept inside the living room. She preferred having him sleep on
the rug there because, in the event that a prowler attempted to force his way inside the
house, he would have to contend with Napoleon first.
As she slept soundly, Napoleon began to stir. He jumped restlessly to his feet, and
began walking toward the bedroom. On occasion he would get up during the night for
purposes of stretching. As he neared the bedroom, however, he grew more curious. The
door was open just a crack, enough to enable him to see inside.
His eyes immediately tightened with alertness as he observed the nude body of Melissa
sleeping in the bed. Immediately his long red peter became infatuated with the sight of
the sleeping beauty, who lay just a few feet away from him.
His breathing became heavier until he started panting. He decided that it was time to
go inside the bedroom and pay a visit to his mistress. He reached out with his paws and
pushed forward. He was able to supply enough impetus to open the door a little wider,
wide enough for him to enter it.
While Melissa continued to sleep soundly, Napoleon was plotting strategy. He walked
over toward the bed, observing the beautiful body of the woman he loved so much.
They were becoming inseparable lovers. No sooner would Harv leave for a trip, than
they commenced a routine of brisk fucking.
Now he was standing right next to her bed, wondering what to do next. Her left foot
was draped over the edge of the bed. He decided to obtain some contact with her.
He moved right next to her foot and began to lick it slowly with his tongue. He was
entertaining himself with his warm movements on her leg. He ended up concentrating
his attentions on the ball of her foot, letting his tongue slide up and down it.
At first Melissa twisted her body slightly without waking up. Then, when the stroking
became brisker, she opened her eyes and shook her head. She knew that something was
happening to her, and she felt unmistakable sensations around her foot, but she could
not be certain what it was all about.
Once she opened her eyes and fastened them in the direction of the end of the bed,
where her foot was being sucked, her eyes immediately spotted the handsome
Napoleon. He was a stirring sight to her, and the fact that it was very early in the
morning and her sleep had been interrupted, meant nothing to her at that point. All
she knew was that her handsome man was standing at the end of the bed.
"And just what are you doing in here?" she chuckled.
When she spoke to him, he removed his tongue from her foot and looked up at her
expectantly. He was telling her in his own way precisely what he expected, and it was
not all that difficult for her to obtain the message.
"So you want a fuck, an early morning fuck," she laughed. "O.K., baby, here, Napoleon,
here, Napoleon, come on, baby, come on up," she patted the bed to symbolize that she
was ready for him to join her.
Napoleon trained his athletic body toward the bed, springing upward with his mobile
legs. He landed on the bed next to her. Immediately she became excited by his
presence.
"Suck my cunt, honey, go down on it Napoleon, I want you to eat me," she said.
He really began to get the point when she trained her right hand on her hot slit. She
worked the fingers over her moist nest as he watched. She then used her time-tested
approach to get him even hotter. She dipped down into her pussy with the fingers of
her right hand, and removed some juice which she held up next to his nose.
Napoleon wagged his tail, shook his head several times and barked. She could tell from
his reaction that he was getting good and hot, ready to do for her precisely what she
expected. He was so handsome that there was absolutely no way that she would fail to
turn on to him.
Napoleon sniffed at her finger several times, then brought out his tongue with which he
proceeded to lick the juice off her fingers. By then he was ready to do much more, to
tackle her hot twat.
"Go down on that cunt, honey, I really want you to suck me," she exclaimed.
She wiggled her ass cheeks back and forth, and flipped her cunt upward so that he
could see it in motion. Her efforts immediately stimulated him, causing his head to
drop down between her legs.
Before he actually went to work sucking her cunt, however, Napoleon wanted to go
through his established ritual. He sniffed around her ass hole, then let his tongue dart
several times inside her anus. The anus action only served to make both of them that
much hotter.
"Suck that ass hole, honey, suck it, Napoleon, I like it, keep that brisk tongue work up,
Napoleon, I love that tongue, I like the way you use it, keep sucking, I love it, suck,
suck, suck."
Her verbal encouragement only spurred him on all the more. He kept up the ass
sucking for the next few minutes, then finally shifted his activity to her nest. By then he
was ready to go at it with both barrels.
His tongue probed around her mound searchingly. Her pussy walls were moist with
excitation. Her body trembled with every pulsating stab forward by his long and
diligent red tongue.
It was a good pussy, beautiful pussy, and Napoleon loved to suck it. He loved her
musky female scent, and he loved the desserts he would receive from her mound once
she exploded inside his mouth.
He kept up the attack briskly, allowing his tongue to slip and shoot around every
crevice of her hot box. He was intending to milk her snatch dry of juice. The tongue
continued to swirl, filling Melissa's entire being with a sense of keen sensual
anticipation.
"You're doing the very best you've ever done," she complimented her canine. "Keep up
the sucking, my dear, keep that hot red canine tongue of yours slipping around inside
my hot box."
Soon she exploded the first time. She watched as Napoleon gobbled up the load. She
did not want to stop there, and neither did Napoleon. He was soon back at work,
allowing his tongue to slip and slide inside her moist snatch.
"Go after a second load, baby, I want it, I want you to have it, keep on sucking," she
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said.
She exploded a second time. Napoleon then went back to his sucking once more. She
was more than happy to have him drain her juices dry. Since Harv was not there to
supply her with regular sex, she was more than happy to receive sexual attention from
Napoleon, and her lovely uninhibited next door neighbor Sheila.
Napoleon practically drained her dry, causing her to shoot on five separate occasions.
By then a grateful Melissa was looking for a way to pay back her lover in every measure
for the passion he had supplied her.
Her eyes were becoming quickly hypnotized by his long dick. It was so enormous and
beautiful to her, that she just had to apply her fingers to it. She permitted them to slip
up and down the base of his entire length, and while she exercised her fingers in such a
manner, her heart began to palpitate.
"That's such a beautiful dick, so long and hard, so nice to touch," she said.
She enjoyed his warmth, and the sense of recognition of knowing that she had his hard
manhood in her fingers. She continued pumping for a long period of time. All the while
he began getting more restless. As his body began to noticeably quiver, she decided that
she would take a bold step forward.
"I think I'll eat you," she said.
While she continued allowing her fingers to run up and down his long rod, she put her
tongue to work sliding around his testicles. She loved sucking his scrotum while her
fingers were maintaining a brisk pace moving up and down his prick.
He began to get more restless than ever. His tail began to wag and he barked several
times. He was enjoying the brisk activity that she was providing for him, and was no
doubt hoping that she would do even more.
She confined her activities for quite a spell to brisk up and down finger movements over
his cock, coupled with her tongue movements over his testicles. Now she felt it was
time to move on to something else.
She switched her tongue movements to his hot dick, slipping her blazing red tongue up
and down it. While the tongue maintained steady contact with his prick, she turned her
fingers loose on his balls.
The double action drove the dog into a frenzy. Her tongue continued to swirl up and
down the base of that elongated red rod, which she was so determined to obtain juice
from.
Her tongue continued to drive up and down that prick as she drove him ever closer to
the big moment of explosion, the one that she so eagerly sought after.
The hot sucking finally culminated in the hot canine shooting off his pecker inside her
mouth. The hot white juice shot out of the end of his huge penis, supplying her with a
load of juice.
It was a hot, thick stream, and she stuck with it, determined to taste every inspired
drop. Her fingers continued to run over his scrotum with great glee as she milked his
pecker dry.
"You've been a very good boy, and I gave you a very good suck," she petted him after it
was all over. "You really have a big load. I really enjoyed eating every drop of it."
Napoleon settled down next to her and spread himself out over the bed. She could see
that he was making himself comfortable.
"I'll bet you'd like to sleep here for the rest of the night," she said. "Well, since you've
been such a good boy, I'll let you sleep here with me."
Within minutes they were both fast asleep.
Following that night they spent quite a few evenings sharing the same bed. Napoleon
found it difficult to understand, however, why his lover let him sleep in the house, if
not in bed with her, when Harv wasn't at home, but put him out in the backyard when
Harv was around.
The strategy was much clearer to Melissa than it could ever be to Napoleon.


Chapter 14

Harv sported a massive hard on, as he pulled into the driveway of his house the
following afternoon.
He had thought of calling Melissa prior to his arrival, but ultimately decided not to. He
thought it would be fun to take his beautiful wife by surprise for once, and burst in
unannounced, then go to work and obtain a magnificent fuck.
Many nights he had thought of his beautiful woman, during those long and lonely
nights in strange hotels. He thought about that power-packed nude body that his prick
forever desired contact from lolling around on top of the bed. He thought about how
hungrily and valiantly his prick would tear into her, the next time he received the
chance.
His heart began pulsating as the chance drew near. He got out of the car and closed the
door softly. He wanted to catch her unaware and throw a big kiss against her lips. As
he walked swiftly toward the front door his eyes dropped and stole a long look at his
crotch. His cock was swollen to full length, just ready to tear into his lovely wife's cunt
at the first opportunity.
He opened the door with his key and strode into the living room. He looked around for
several moments and scratched his head. Since Melissa's car was in the driveway in
front of his own, it was almost certain that she was around somewhere near. He
therefore viewed it as strange that she was not in the living room, since she was not the
type of person who generally stayed in bed into the afternoon.
His ears then perked up with curiosity as he heard what appeared to be sounds of
somebody sighing in the bedroom. He scratched his head apprehensively and decided
to investigate, walking rapidly toward the bedroom.
As he drew nearer the sounds became more imminent. They sounded very much like
Melissa gasping. Butterflies surfaced in Harv's stomach. He wondered if his beautiful
wife, miffed by the fact that he was staying away that often, had taken to having sex
with another man.
He took a deep breath, let it out, then opened the bedroom door and stepped inside. He
was bracing himself over the possibility of a fight with another man.
Much to his astonishment, Harv's eyes focused on the sight of Melissa lying nakedly
atop the bed, and getting her cunt tended to by the hot red cock of Napoleon.
Relentlessly he stabbed her with brutal force, pushing himself that much closer to
orgasm. She threw her hips up to meet his every dramatic thrust.
"Fuck me, lover, fuck me," she gasped, not even noticing Harv standing with openmouthed 
amazement a few feet away. "Oh, that's it, pour that hot cock juice into me, I
love your cock, I love that big prick, I love you."
Harv watched the soaring white juice shoot from the end of the dog's stick and into the
trembling mound of Melissa.
"Oh, lover, what an orgasm," she sighed.
By that time the anger within Harv could be suppressed no more. He took several steps
forward, not stopping until he was inches away from Melissa.
"So that's what you do when I'm gone, you conniving little bitch," he began angrily.
"Harv, darling, when did you get home?" she looked at him, practically fainting with
shock.
"Not soon enough, I'm afraid. Put your four-legged lover out, Melissa, I want to talk to
you."
"Oh, sure, sure thing," a stunned and trembling Melissa told him softly, getting up
from the bed and leading Napoleon toward the back door. The dog looked a little
mystified by it all, as did both Harv and Melissa.
Harv sat pensively on the edge of the bed until Melissa returned.
"I'm sorry, honey, very sorry," she began with embarrassment, sorry that she had been
caught in the act with Napoleon.
Her angry husband promptly jumped to his feet and delivered a stinging right slap
which caught her on the face. The force of the blow caused her to stagger backwards,
and she began crying.
"When I walked in this house I was hot to fuck you," Harv said hotly, "but now all I
want to do is get away from you. Just what do you have to say for yourself?"
"I'm sorry," she whispered.
"Like hell you are."
"Where are you going?" she asked as he stormed out of the room.
"To get drunk."
She threw herself on the bed and sobbed desperately as she heard the front door slam
shut.
Melissa cried herself to sleep. She was awakened two hours later by someone touching
her skin soothingly. She blinked her eyes open and looked into the eyes of Harv, who
stood next to the bed.
"Instead of getting drunk I decided to think things out," he revealed slowly. "Well, I
finished one drink at the bar down the street, then decided to see my boss. I'm sorry,
honey, that I slapped you."
"No, I had it coming. I apologize to you for what I did."
"Nonsense. The more I thought about it, the more I recognized that I had the whole
thing coming. I was away too much. I suppose a hot young girl like you needed an
outlet of some kind. To tell you the truth, I don't really feel as bad knowing it was
Napoleon as I would feel if you were doing it with another man. But anyway, what I
was leading up to is that I worked out a deal with my boss – no more of this traveling
nonsense. I told him I couldn't stand being away from you, and it was either being
switched back to the home office exclusively, or goodbye job. Well, fortunately he saw it
my way."
"That's wonderful, dear," she threw her arms around him and gave him a big kiss. "No
more traveling. You'll be with me all the time again."
"I certainly will, and I intend to start right now by giving you a hot fuck." He pointed
down toward his stiff prick, which stood out underneath his pants.
She slid her legs open and watched him undress. Melissa had learned her lesson. She
would play around no more. Napoleon would become exclusively a pet, and she would
tell Sheila that she had to find another lesbian lover.
The second that Harv entered her hot snatch with his big dick, she knew she wanted to
remain his exclusively.


THE END
