The Wife's Stallion Stud
by David Crane 


FOREWORD 

The seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often hidden 
beneath a veneer of normalcy, exposed only under extremely tempting 
conditions. 

The woman who, after a few drinks at a party, takes on all comers, male and 
female alike. The man who, during a strip show at a stag party, climbs up on 
stage with the girl and performs with her in front of his friends. The 
couple who, under group pressure, join the neighborhood mate-traders. 

Samantha Webster is one of these outwardly proper and quite normal people. 
But within her a love of perversity and a depth of passion she never dreamed 
existed lie coiled like snakes, waiting only for the proper situation to 
arouse them. 

THE WIFE'S STALLION STUD-a fictional story about a society that refuses to 
face many of its real problems. 

-The Publisher 


CHAPTER ONE 

On November seventeenth, at precisely four o'clock in the afternoon, 
Samantha Webster decided to fuck her horse. She had been thinking about it 
for quite awhile and the idea was thrilling. She had dreamed about it, too, 
and fantasized about the stallion's huge prick when she frigged her pussy. 

Samantha had recently been divorced and was not getting nearly enough cock 
now that she was single. The stallion had cock . . . and plenty of it! She 
had been awarded the stud farm-and the stallion-as part of the divorce 
settlement and it seemed only fair to her that she use the beast to provide 
the prick that her errant husband had deprived her of. She guessed that the 
horse would welcome her attentions, too, because he was a horny brute who 
often sported a hard-on. 

The sight of the stallion's huge, powerful cock and balls had been driving 
Samantha 

Samantha was twenty-nine years old and, having been married for several 
years, was used to a lot of fucking. She was a beautiful woman, with a mane 
of heavy blonde hair, big blue eyes and a wide, sensual mouth. She had big, 
firm tits that thrust out, capped by large, stiff nipples. Her waist was 
narrow but her hips flared out and her ass was shaped like an inverted 
valentine. Her long, smooth legs seemed to have been made expressly to be 
wrapped around a man's hip and ass, to hook his cock into her smoldering 
cunt. 

Beautiful as she was, the woman would have not had any trouble in finding 
plenty of lovers, had she chosen to. But she lived on the farm and met few 
men there in the country. She had thought about going into the city and 
getting picked up in some singles' bar, but the idea was not very appealing 
to her. It seemed rather sordid to deliberately go out looking for a 
stranger to fuck. Then, too, if she met a guy in a bar, she couldn't tell 
how big his cock was until it was too late, and she might be in for a 
disappointment. 

She knew damned well how big the horse's cock was. 

It was so big, in fact, that she wasn't even sure if her cunt would hold it. 
But she figured it was well worth a try. If it wouldn't fit up her pussy, 
she could always have the pleasure of sucking on the head of the stallion's 
cock and drinking his horsy cum. 

Samantha had been fingerfucking herself that afternoon, thinking about 
massive horse prick and regretting the fact that her fingers, even all four 
of them bunched up together in a cock shape, were not really enough to stuff 
her pussy as full as she liked it. She was sitting on the edge of her bed, 
naked, her thighs parted wide as she slowly shoved her finger into her 
creamy cunt. She was playing with her stiff nipples with her other hand. 
Since her divorce, the horny horsewoman had fallen into the habit of 
frigging herself off during the long, boring afternoon. She frigged off at 
night, too, and most mornings. But a hand-job was a piss-poor substitute for 
a good fuck. 

The clock had chimed four. 

Her four fingers had slipped up her steaming fuck hole. As she shoveled her 
fingers up her cunt, she rubbed her thumb back and forth across her stiff 
throbbing clit. 

Then Samantha had made up her mind. The determination had simply come to her 
on the spot. She grinned with excitement, happy that she had at last come to 
a decision. She had never committed an act of bestiality before, and 
Samantha thought that it was awfully depraved to fuck with an animal. Yet 
the idea was all the more thrilling simply because it was so naughty. 

She didn't bother to finish her hand-job, wanting to still be hot and horny 
for the stallion's cock. She drew her hand away and looked down at her 
pussy. It was gaping open, her pussy lips unfurled like the petals of a 
fleshy blossom, her cunt slot flooded with fuck juice. She sure hoped the 
horse's cock would fit up her pussy. 

She licked her sticky fingers, getting really excited, tasting her own 
cunt-juice. Then she went to the closet and selected an old cotton dress. 
She put the dress on, not bothering with bra or panties. 

She left the house and walked across the yard to where the stallion was 
stabled. 

The horse was standing at the stable door and he watched the woman as she 
advanced toward him. He knew instinctively that there was something unusual 
in Samantha's intentions. 

He was a handsome animal, a sleek chestnut with black mane and tail, and as 
he regarded the woman, his eyes showed wild and white. Samantha reached the 
stable and unlatched the Dutch door. The horse stepped back to allow her 
entry. She stepped to the side and looked under his hindquarters. The 
horse's cock was not hard but still a joyful sight to behold as it hung in a 
huge loop down from the horse's body. 

Samantha took the hem of her dress in both hands. In one swift movement, she 
pulled the dress over her head, then stood naked next to the animal. 

The stallion reared away nervously. He had never seen a naked human before 
and he found the sight strangely disturbing and exciting. 

Samantha stroked his silken mane and whispered soothing words of endearment 
in the horse's ear. 

His prick twitched and started to expand. 

Samantha's tits brushed along his sleek side as she moved back to his 
hindquarters. 

The horse's huge balls began to swell and fill up. 

It disturbed the horse to have a hard-on when there was no mare around to be 
fucked. How was he going to get his rocks off? He looked around at Samantha 
and began to get an inkling of her purpose. 

Naked, she knelt down beside the stallion's flank. She gazed in at his huge 
slab of cockmeat and ran her tongue along her upper lip, and then the lower. 

The horse could feel the woman's hot breath wafting over his expanding 
prick. His huge cockhead began to inch out from its sheath, flaring and 
throbbing. 

Samantha gazed hungrily at his massive prick knob as it came into view. She 
adored every inch of a cock but most of all she loved the knob. She watched 
in total fascination as his enormous wedge of prickmeat slid naked from its 
sheath. 

She ran her tongue over her lips again. 

She reached in to take the horse's cock in both hands, folding her fists 
around it in a double grip. Her fingers barely met around the great breadth 
of his prickshaft, which began to pulse and expanded further in her tight 
grip. 

Samantha wriggled under the horse's belly and began to lick his cock and 
balls. 

The stallion craned his neck down, looking at her in delighted amazement. 

Samantha ran her tongue up his prick shaft and fluttered it along the 
underside of his bloated cockhead. A trickle of clear, thick jism w oozed 
from his piss slit and ran slowly down his cock knob. She whimpered and 
gathered the juice up on her tongue. She savored it on her taste buds for a 
moment, then swallowed it with a sigh. 

Her intention had been to let the stallion fuck her, but that taste of horse 
cum fired her appetite and she longed to drink his whole hot load, to 
swallow down the contents of his huge, swollen balls. 

She moved around, her knees rustling through the straw on the stable floor, 
until she was facing the head of the stallion's prick. 

She held his fuck rod in both hands, just behind the wedge of his knob, and 
leaned in. 

She began to lick his hot, meaty cock knob, running her nimble tongue all 
over the fiery slab and pushing her tongue right up inside his gaping piss 
slit. She kissed the tip of his cockhead and then opened her mouth as wide 
as it would stretch. 

The horse moved his flanks, shoving his cockhead into Samantha's willing 
mouth. 

She gasped as his massive hunk of prick flesh slid into her mouth and filled 
it to the brim. Her cheeks ballooned out on both sides and her widely parted 
lips were curling back and almost turning inside out. 

The horse tried a tentative hump, but so tightly was his cockmeat embedded 
in Samantha's mouth that her head moved back against his thrust. 

Samantha knew that she couldn't give him a proper blowjob, running her lips 
up and down his cock, because his knob was all that she could squeeze into 
her mouth. Instead, she began to jack his prick with both hands, intending 
to jerk him off in her mouth. 

She began to suck wildly on his cockhead. Her tongue fluttered against the 
underside and flicked over the dark, fat vein where it joined his meaty 
prickshaft. Her hands pushed back down his fuckrod, causing his cockhead to 
flare in her mouth, then pulled back until they met her sucking lips. Not 
being able to move her head up and down, she moved from side to side, 
working in a half circle on either side of the stallion's prick knob. Saliva 
was pouring down his cockshaft, seeping from her lips. 

A trickle of jism poured over Samantha's tongue and rushed into her cheeks. 

The horse sensed that his prick was too big to hump a woman's mouth the way 
he would a mare's cunt, so he held himself stiff and allowed her to work 
upon him. It was the most wonderful sensation the horse had ever 
experienced. The woman's hot, sucking mouth and jacking hands were filling 
him with never-before known ecstasy. 

Little globs of cum began to spurt into Samantha's throat now. 

She jacked faster and faster, her fists fairly flying up and down on the 
horse's fuck rod. She was moaning and whimpering, lusting for his jism. Her 
tongue flashed wildly and she sucked hungrily. Her hands sped up and down 
his cockshaft, frantic with intent. 

The stallion tossed his head and whinnied. 

He shot his wad. 

Hot, thick jism burst into Samantha's mouth with such force that her head 
was dangerously close to being blown right off his cockhead. She clung to 
his prick knob, her lips clamped tightly around it and drank his jism. 

The horse spurted a second, then a third load into her throat. She swallowed 
it down as fast as she could, making room for more of the thick juice. There 
was too much for her to drink it all and it spurted out from her lips and 
poured down her chin and rushed down his fuck rod and over her hands. Her 
hands continued to slide up and down, skimming with ease through his 
overflowing jism now. 

Samantha moved one hand down to his balls and she squeezed his bloated 
ball-sac until it was drained. With mouth and hands, she milked him dry. 
Then she pulled her lips from his cockhead and used her tongue to gather up 
the trickling jism that had flowed down his prickshaft. 

She wriggled out from under the horse and sat back on her heels. She looked 
up at the horse, her face flushed with joy, cum glistening on her lips and 
chin. 

She wiped the last drops of horse cum from her face and sucked it from her 
fingers. It tasted delicious, but now she needed a cuntful. 

Blowing the horse had made the lustful woman so horny that her cunt was 
fairly crying out to be filled. 

She slid back under the horse on her ass and lay back, bridging herself into 
an arch beneath him. 

The horse's prick had softened a little after his ejaculation, but it was 
still huge. Samantha gripped his fuck rod just behind his great, throbbing 
prick knob and she guided the tip into her crotch. She began to squirm onto 
it. 

At first she didn't think his prick was going to fit. It seemed as if his 
cock knob was wider than her whole pelvis. Samantha was desperate in her 
lust for his cock. Her pliable pussylips spread wide around his cockhead, 
and with her hand, she began to work his prick tip into her fuck hole. 

Inch by inch, that massive hunk of horse cock began to slide into her cunt, 
his prick hardening anew as the horse realized what was happening. Samantha 
gasped as her cunt was stretched wide. It hurt terribly, but the pain was 
nothing compared to the thrill of having his tremendous cock sliding into 
her pussy. She wailed as his cockhead spread her elastic fuck hole around 
it, and she rolled her hips from side to side, screwing her pussy onto his 
prick. 

The head of the stallion's cock slowly slipped into Samantha's smoldering 
cunt. His whole prick was massive but the knob was the widest part and was 
forging a passage which his shaft followed. Gradually his prick edged deeper 
into her pussy, spreading it wide. Samantha rolled her hips and pumped her 
ass, grinding her cunt onto his prick, and the horse began to hump, pushing 
into her. 

Little by little, his massive prick went up her. Samantha writhed in ecstasy 
and squirmed in bliss. About half of the horse's prick went up her cunt 
before he bottomed out. Samantha was impaled upon his cock shaft, her ass 
lifted off the stable floor. What was left of the horse's prick stuck out 
between them, seeming to bolt his balls to her crotch. 

The stallion started to hump. At first the fit was too tight and Samantha, 
to her horror, thought that it wasn't going to work. As the horse drew back, 
he hauled her along with him. His huge fuck tool was stuck so tightly up her 
cunt that he wasn't able to stroke in and out. Samantha braced herself and 
pulled back. Her pussy adjusted itself to its massive load, spreading just a 
tiny bit more around the stallion's cock. 

Slowly, inch by inch, as it had gone in, the horse's thick prick slid back 
out of her cunt. His cock came out until only the knob was stuck up her 
cunt, then he rammed it back in again. Samantha hiked her ass up to meet his 
thrust and she wailed and gasped as she felt his wondrous prick begin to 
actually fuck in and out of her cunt. 

The horse's hindquarters sped forward and back now that his prick was 
sliding easily up her fuck hole, driving the front half of his prick into 
the woman's seething pussy. Samantha pushed her crotch up to meet his 
thrusts and, as he drew back, rolled her pelvis around, winding her cunt on 
his cock meat. The horse's cock came out bathed in her cunt-juice, steaming 
in the air, then rammed in again, jolting Samantha from head to toe. She was 
in ecstasy as the horse's prick began to slide in and out of her pussy at a 
frantic pace. 

He shoveled his cock into her, bottoming out deep within her grinding body. 
His mighty balls swung like the clappers of a bell, slamming against 
Samantha's juicy ass. Her whole body began to shake so violently that she 
felt her bones were rattling. She climaxed, shuddering with the joy of it . 
. . and then she climaxed again moments later. 

Her flowing cunt-juice further lubricated her hot fuck hole and the horse's 
prick pistoned in and out at a gallop. Samantha came six times as he fed her 
his great slab of cockmeat, each time creaming with greater intensity. She 
was whimpering and moaning in the heights of her ecstasy. 

Then the horse shot his hot load into her, hosing her pussy with a mighty 
stream of hot jism and filling her cunt with the most abundant load of cum 
it had ever contained. 

Samantha was in seventh heaven. Her cunt was full of horse cum and now the 
big brute was filling her pussy with another lovely load of thick horse cum 
and she was climaxing with him. She came again and again, the best climaxes 
that she had ever known, as the stallion emptied his cock and balls into her 
pussy. 

At last the horse was pumped dry. He stood steady, his flanks heaving in and 
out, panting. Samantha remained stuck on the end of his prick for a few more 
moments, as his massive fuck rod began to soften and sink. Her ass was still 
churning about as she worked off her final spasms of joy and milked the last 
drops of pussyjuice out. Then she slowly pulled her pussy off from his cock 
and lay under him, panting. His big prick stood out in a meaty loop above 
her. A few drops of jism fell from his dark prick tip and splashed on her 
belly. She eyed his fat, cum-covered lump of cockhead and then sat up. 
Cupping it in both hands, she used her tongue to lap up the mingled juices 
from the horse's dark cock meat, replacing the sticky jism with her frothy 
saliva. 

The horse seemed stunned by what had happened to him, gazing down at the 
woman in equine awe. Samantha felt a bit stunned, herself. It had been a 
truly dynamic experience. She had often thought about getting fucked by a 
stallion but she had never expected that it would really happen, had 
supposed it was a mere fantasy. Now that she had actually done it, the woman 
expected to feel guilty and ashamed, to have some regrets and remorse at 
having indulged in such a really degenerate and depraved act. 

But she didn't. It had simply felt too good for the horny divorcee to feel 
sorry about it. As she lapped away on the horse's big cockhead, slurping up 
cum and cunt-juice, a dreamy look came into her eyes and her lips turned up 
in a contented smile. 

Samantha was glad that she had been fucked by a horse. 

She knew that she would be enjoying a lot of that big horse prick from now 
on. 

But she did think it was depraved and wicked and that she had been a very 
naughty girl. 

Samantha did not know that animal fucking was a lot more common than she 
thought. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

Samantha's husband, Roger, had left her for a younger woman. He had met Judy 
Faraday while she was walking her dog in the park. The dog was a huge Great 
Dane. 

He and Judy had struck up a conversation about animals, to begin with, and 
soon realized that they were compatible. Judy was an exact contrast to 
Samantha. She was slender and lithe, with long black hair that fell over her 
shoulders like a curtain of ebony, and dark flashing eyes. She was twenty 
years old and had her own apartment . . . to which she invited Roger. 

Roger had hesitated momentarily. He had never cheated on his wife before and 
he realized that there was a danger of getting really involved with Judy 
Faraday. But he couldn't help himself-he lusted for the girl. 

They went to her apartment and Judy made him a drink. She sat down beside 
him on the couch. The Great Dane was curled up in the corner. Suddenly, as 
if being discreet, the dog got up and walked out of the room, leaving them 
alone. 

After a few moments, Judy had turned to Roger and moved into his embrace. 
They kissed, grinding their lips together passionately and entwining tongues 
back and forth. 

The girl had taken the initiative and Roger could not resist her advances. 
She was far from bashful. She had unzipped his fly and reached in, hauling 
his cockmeat out. She jacked him in her hands as they kissed. 

Then she drew away and gazed down at his cock and balls. Her warm breath 
billowed over his groin. 

"I want you," she said. "I want your prick." 

Judy slid from his arms and she knelt on the floor, starting to undress him. 
Roger was panting and moaning, hardly able to believe what was happening, 
how naughty he was being and yet how normal and natural it all was, as if 
they had been lovers for years. 

Judy had stripped him naked. 

Then she had removed her own clothing, standing back so that Roger could 
watch as she stripped. Her lean, sinewy body fascinated him. He stared at 
her, admiring her plump tits, capped by big stiff nipples, and her curly 
black pussy mound, split by her pink cuntlips. The girl was so different 
from his blonde wife that he was intrigued. Naked, she returned to the side 
of the couch, and Roger reached out for her, but she had avoided his hands. 

"No . . . let me do you first," she said. 

Roger didn't know what she meant. Judy dropped to her knees in front of him, 
smiling wickedly. Lifting one of his feet, she began to kiss and lick his 
toes. Roger had a good sex life with Samantha but he had never had a woman 
go around the world on him. It astounded him. Judy had tongued slowly up his 
legs, avoiding his crotch at first, lapping his belly and chest. Her nimble 
wet tongue was all over him. She leaned over his thighs, her tits hanging 
down like ripe fruit ready to be plucked and devoured. She placed her hands 
on his hips and turned him onto his side. Her tongue slid up the crack of 
his ass, then delved into his asshole. Roger gasped. 

This, too, was new to him. Her stabbing tongue was driving him wild as it 
slid up his shit chute. How could a girl do such a thing? he wondered. And 
yet he knew that she was enjoying it because she was panting and whimpering 
as she rimmed away on the brown bud of his asshole. 

She turned him over again and went to work on his fuckmeat, starting with 
his swollen balls. Her hot tongue danced over his hairy ball-sac, slathering 
the sac with slobber. She lifted his balls and licked under them, then 
sucked them into her mouth. As she nursed on his ballmeat, his cock towered 
up, taut and throbbing. Roger didn't think he had ever had such a hard-on 
before. Judy's preliminary loveplay lid aroused him enormously. 

She began to lick his cock then, running her wet tongue all the way up from 
his prick root to his cockhead with long, fluid strokes. Her tongue 
fluttered against the sensitive ridge where his cockhead flared out from his 
throbbing fuckrod. Her head went up and down as she lapped him, then she 
fitted her pursed lips against the underside of his cockshaft, where the fat 
vein was pulsing, and began to play his prick like a flute. His piss slit 
was dripping by this time. The hot juice ran down into the corner of her 
mouth as she skimmed up and down. It thrilled him to see his cum on the 
girl's lips. 

Samantha would later give him blowjobs whenever he wanted her to, but she 
always took his cockhead into her mouth right away and sucked him off there, 
so that although he always came in her mouth, he never actually saw his jism 
flow into her. 

Now he stared down at the foamy jism on her tongue and lips, and he groaned. 

"Ummmm," she purred. "Yummy." 

His prick was quivering like a tuning fork. 

Judy rose up to his prick tip. She kissed the dripping knob, then let her 
lips slowly part around it. She sucked his prick into her mouth and nursed 
on his cockhead. Her lips unpeeled around the purple slab and her tongue 
slid around on his prick meat. His cockhead was aching in her mouth. Saliva 
and jizz trickled down his prickshaft. 

She began to bob up and down, as if she were ducking for apples in a barrel. 
Her head pushed down a little farther each time, until she was swallowing 
his whole big prick. Her nose rustled in his wiry pubic hair and her chin 
brushed his balls. His cockhead was sliding right down the cock hungry 
girl's throat. Samantha had never managed to take all of his prick into her 
mouth. She had always gagged when his cockhead clogged her throat. The 
thrill of being deep-throated was causing Roger to moan with ecstasy. 

She drew up to his aching prick tip and, speaking with her lips still on his 
meat, whispered, "Come . . . come for me, darling." The words were muffled 
on his cockhead. Hearing them was as exciting as the feel of her hot, hungry 
mouth on his flesh. "Shoot in my mouth," she whimpered. "Let me drink your 
sweet jism . . . " 

She began to bob up and down faster, cupping his balls in her hand and 
squeezing gently, as if to coax the cum out of them. Roger humped up from 
the couch, fucking into her mouth and throat. 

"Jesus! Here it comes!" he cried. 

"Ummmm," she purred, sucking hard. 

Roger's thick cum splashed in her throat. He saw her swallow the load down 
greedily, making room for more-and he fed her more. His balls seemed 
bottomless as he spurted into her mouth time and time again. His cum hit her 
throat so hard that she gagged at first. She sucked and swallowed, swallowed 
and sucked. There was too much too cum for her to drink it all. It 
overflowed her slurping lips and poured down her chin and down his prick 
shaft, onto his balls. 

At last he was drained. Judy continued to nurse on his cockhead for awhile, 
to make sure that she had sucked every last precious drop of jism out of 
him. 

Then she drew her cum-soaked lips away and used her tongue to gather up the 
stray jism from his prick and balls. 

It was the best blowjob Roger had ever had. 

Later, she blew him again. 

As time went on, Roger became captivated by the naughty cocksucker. He was 
fascinated and intrigued. She was a mystery to him. He knew nothing about 
her past, she was an enigma. She told him that she loved his prick and his 
cum . . . and would tell him little more. 

Roger visited her every day. She became his girlfriend and, soon enough, his 
mistress. She quit her job so that she would be available whenever he wanted 
to call. Roger went to her apartment at all hours of the day, without 
telephoning. He had become wildly jealous of her, always expecting to find 
her with another man, probably with another man's cock in her mouth. 

But he never did. 

As far as he knew, Judy was totally faithful to him. 

Madly in love with her, Roger confessed the affair to his wife and asked for 
a divorce. He moved in with Judy. Their lovemaking was intense and constant. 
Her cunt was hot and creamy and he loved to fuck her, but most of all he 
loved to have her suck him off, to start at his feet and move up to his 
asshole and then take his prick into her greedy mouth and milk him off. And 
Judy seemed content with this. She was perfectly willing to suck Roger off 
without making any further demands, without even coming herself. 

Roger figured that she was unselfish, the perfect girl willing to satisfy 
her lover in all ways. He supposed that she got some sort of psychological 
orgasm by blowing him, that her talented mouth was like a substitute cunt, 
and that when she was drooling on his stiff prick it was as if she were 
coming. 

He was still a bit jealous and often came home unexpectedly, but he never 
found Judy being unfaithful to him. She was always home, ready and waiting, 
loving and attentive. 

In a way, it was true. Judy did care for Roger, although she didn't love 
him, as he loved her. She had used him. She wanted a man to support her and 
take care of her and to camouflage her true inclinations, to have a normal 
man-woman relationship that would disguise the more unnatural lusts that 
drove the naughty girl. 

Judy did not cheat on Roger with other men. 

Judy didn't really care for men very much. Judy preferred to get fucked by 
her dog. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

Judy was always careful not to let Roger find out that she was a doggy 
fucker. She usually called Jupiter, the big Great Dane, into her bedroom in 
the mornings, after Roger had left for work, so that they had plenty of time 
to fuck and suck without danger of interruption. By the time that Roger got 
home, the Great Dane's cock and balls were always drained dry, so that he 
never got a hard-on that might prove incriminating in Roger's presence. She 
always washed the dog cum out of her cunt and brushed her teeth so that the 
man did not notice any suspicious flavors when he kissed her or ate her cunt 
out. 

But that standard routine had varied today. 

Judy had gone shopping, intending to get home in plenty of time for some 
doggy prick in the early afternoon. But she had run into an old girlfriend 
from her schooldays and they had had lunch together. As they chatted about 
the past, the time had flown by. They had been quite good friends, as 
schoolgirls-good enough so that they had sucked each other off a few times, 
at any rate-and so they had a lot to talk about. The other girl made it 
obvious that her tastes had not changed and that she wouldn't mind doing a 
little cuntlapping sometime, but Judy ignored the girl's veiled hints. 

Judy had given up cuntsucking as soon as she had discovered the joy of doggy 
cock. 

The conversation and the recollection had, however, made Judy feel very 
horny. 

After she left the restaurant, she hurried home, eager to get laid by the 
dog. Her pussy was smoldering. It squished juicily between her thighs with 
every step she took. 

She got home at four o'clock. 

It was ironic that Roger's mistress should come home, intent on doggy 
fucking, at the same instant that his ex-wife had determined that she would 
get fucked by a horse. But such is fate. 

Jupiter was waiting in the front room. The Great Dane was accustomed to 
getting his rocks off every morning, at least once, and the altered schedule 
had left him nervous and confused . . . and horny. 

When Judy came in, he sniffed and, scenting hot pussy, began to rumble in 
his throat. His haunches rippled with muscle and his huge prick began to 
tense. Judy glanced at her watch and decided that she had enough time to 
enjoy a leisurely session, with variety. 

She removed her blouse and skirt, then took off her bikini panties. The 
crotch band of her panties was soaking. When she tossed them toward the dog, 
they fluttered down like a butterfly with wet wings. Jupiter sniffed at the 
panties, then his long red tongue lapped out, slurping at her cunt-juice. 
The delicious flavor inspired the big dog and his cock stiffened. 

His red prick knob came squeezing out from its hairy sheath, a sight that 
delighted Judy. 

But she was in no hurry for his prick. Being in a particularly horny mood at 
the moment, she decided that it would be pleasant to let the dog lap her 
cunt for starters. The dog's long, nimble tongue always felt wonderful on 
her hot pussy. That was how she had started making it with the dog, in fact, 
when she first bought him. She had coaxed him into licking her cunt, not 
expecting to do anything else. But the dog had gotten so hot and hard as he 
tongued her that she took pity on him, deciding to jerk him off. And the 
moment she had his huge, throbbing cock in her hand,-Judy had lost all her 
inhibitions. She had sucked the dog off and swallowed his cum, then got down 
on all fours and let him mount her and fuck her cunt. It had been the thrill 
of a lifetime for the girl, and she had become a confirmed lover pf 
bestiality on the spot. 

Now she sat down on the couch, her ass perched on the edge and her sleek 
legs extended to the floor, thighs parted. She spread her cuntlips open with 
her fingers. 

"Here, boy-hot pussy!" she called. "Lap it up!" 

Jupiter gave her soaking panties a last lick and approached the couch, his 
tongue hanging out. 

He was not sure which service his mistress was demanding of him at the 
start. He cocked his head, ears pricked up. Judy squirmed, thrusting her 
hips out in little jolts. 

Moving in, the Great Dane licked at her thigh, gazing inquisitively up at 
her face. Then, seeing that he was on the right track, he pushed his big, 
blunt muzzle up into her cunt. His cold black nose tapped against her stiff 
fuck button, causing the horny girl to shiver. His tongue looped out and 
slapped up her hairy, juicy cunt. It made a moist slurping sound. 

"Ummmm," Judy purred. 

There was no longer any need to hold her cuntlips open with her fingers. Her 
hot pussy was gaping open of its own accord now as the Great Dane's tongue 
slapped up her crotch. Her cuntlips had unfurled like the petals of a 
blossom, some exotic carnivorous plant that trapped and devoured tongues. 

The obedient dog was lapping up her crotch with long, fluid strokes, 
beginning in the crack of her ass and sweeping all the way up through her 
hairy pussymound. 

Cuntjuice sprayed up and rivulets of the creamy stuff poured over the dog's 
red tongue. The taste of her pussyjuice was exciting the big brute 
enormously, both in his mouth and in his prick, which was getting longer and 
harder all the while. But the dog was not desperate to bring his cock into 
action. He knew from long experience that his mistress always emptied his 
balls in the end, one way or the other, and he was content to lap away on 
her sweet pussy for as long as she liked. The taste and the texture of 
cuntmeat and cunt-juice were steak and cream to the horny Great Dane. Judy's 
pussy was much sweeter and tastier than any bitch in heat. Being only a dumb 
animal, Jupiter did not-could not-think to question or ponder the fact that 
his female lover was a member of a different species, nor that there might 
possibly be something sordid about their sexual affair. Such abstractions 
were beyond the dog. He could only enjoy it. 

And Judy was enjoying it even more. She always enjoyed making it with her 
Great Dane, of course, but today she was in a particularly horny mood, a 
rare height of lust even for Judy. She had been turned on by meeting her 
schoolgirl friend and recalling how they had often sucked each other's cunt. 
She had also been fired by the delay, since she had foregone the early 
morning orgasms that she usually had, and her cunt, neglected for longer 
than normal, was steaming. 

"Lap it, boy, lap my pussy," she coaxed. 

Jupiter needed no encouragement, he was tonguing away with gusto, but Judy 
liked to hear such words from her own lips. "Ohhh, it's good!" she moaned. 
"Drink my cream, melt my cunt!" 

The words meant nothing to the dog but he could sense the girl's total 
excitement and he lapped away with renewed enthusiasm, slapping his long wet 
tongue into her foaming cunt with joy. His big snout rubbed around in her 
pussy as his tongue delved and darted up her cunt slot and slithered up her 
fuck hole. 

Judy arched her back, tilting her crotch higher. She reached down to stroke 
the dog's head and rub his ears. Her ass shifted from side to side as she 
worked her cunt around on his snout, fucking his head as if it were a huge 
cock. 

A frothy river of pussy juice ran down from her fuck hole and seeped into 
the crack of her ass. She hiked up higher and the Great Dane lowered his 
head and ran his tongue up between the cheeks of her ass, gathering up the 
hot juice. 

Judy shuddered, loving it. She always liked to have her ass tongued, just as 
she enjoyed rimming out someone's asshole, herself. She often tongued the 
dog's asshole, as well as Roger's, delighting in the depravity of the act. 

His tongue slid back up into her cunt. Slurping, it went, delving into her 
gaping fuckhole. She writhed and squirmed. She was making wordless sounds 
now, sighing and panting and purring all at the same time, a medley of 
gasping sobs. 

Jupiter's long, red tongue was soaking with her cunt-juice, sliding with 
slippery ease up her pussy. He lapped up her hairy cuntlips and his tongue 
fluttered and flattened on her clit. Her fuck button flared against his 
taste buds, sparking. Judy wailed. Her clit was like a detonator, about to 
set off an explosion in the powder keg of her loins, his long tongue a fuse 
to her cunt. 

Her whole crotch was flooded with cunt-juice and dog slobber. The Great Dane 
slurped the stuff up, and as soon as he did another deluge gushed out of her 
pussy. This was the best head Judy had ever had, she thought, a lot better 
than the head that Roger gave her, even better than the cuntlapping her 
schoolgirl companion used to give her with such female enthusiasm. 

"Oh, sweet Jesus!" Judy cried, as the waves of joy started to rush across 
her belly and dart up her thighs. She tried to hold back, to prolong the 
ecstasy of her coming as long as possible, enjoying the rising thrill before 
the creamy crest. 

She threw her thighs around the dog's shoulders, clamping him in a trap of 
sleek flesh. She tried her best to hold back, but the dog's long, nimble 
tongue was too effective. Her climax was rushing toward the peak. 

Wave after wave of bliss shot down into her cunt, each wave higher than the 
one before and followed by one higher yet. The waves were coming faster, 
too, starting to blend into one mighty crest. Her thighs trembled as the 
thrills shot up them. 

"Coming," she wailed. "Tongue it up . . . lap my cunt-juice!" 

Hot later flowed over the Great Dane's flashing tongue and slathered his 
muzzle. He yelped and whined with joy. The delicious flavor of her 
cunt-juice had changed subtly as she began to come, becoming hotter and 
spicier and more exciting. He was panting, his warm doggy breath rushing up 
her open cunt like a tropical storm. Judy was panting like an overheated 
dog, herself. The waves got higher and higher and sped through her faster 
and faster. 

Then she was at the very peak. "Ahhh!" she cried. 

Her cunt creamed and her clit exploded. The thrill vibrated through her 
loins and a river of cunt-juice poured out. Her whole body began to shake 
violently. The dog was trembling as he lapped up her juice. She could feel 
his hard, hairy body shake between her thighs. She arched her back deeply, 
wailing and gasping. She was still coming. She felt as if her whole being 
had turned into cunt-juice and was pouring out of her pussy, as if she would 
be no more than an empty sack of skin when her climax had finally ended. 

A spasm ripped through her and another deluge of cunt-juice poured onto the 
dog's slurping tongue. His big mouth filled up with the stuff. She felt his 
throat work as he swallowed. 

"Oh, my God!" she gasped, wracked by yet another spasm. 

She hovered at the peak of sensation, sustaining the pure bliss of her 
orgasm, tingling from head to toe, her very fingertips seeming to pulse to 
the joy of it. 

Jupiter lapped merrily away, tonguing her cum juice up with enthusiasm as 
her cunt rippled on his snout. 

At long last, the ripping waves began to ebb. 

Judy slumped down along the couch, drained and satisfied, a dreamy smile on 
her lips. 

Jupiter continued to lap away, tonguing up the last of her cunt-juice from 
her hairy pussy and out of the crack of her ass. After awhile, still smiling 
with contentment, the girl sat up and bent down. She took the big head of 
the dog between her hands and gently drew it out from her hairy grotto. 

Jupiter looked up expectantly, his tongue hanging out. Cuntjuice dripped 
from his long jaws. 

Judy kissed the dog's muzzle, sucked his tongue into her mouth and slurped 
on it. Her own cunt-juice, mixed with doggy slobber, seeped into her mouth. 
It thrilled her. 

She slid a hand under the dog's fucking belly and took his prick in her 
grasp. It was as hard as a crowbar and so long that his swollen red cock 
knob extended all the way along his belly. 

Sucking on his tongue, she began to stroke his cock up and down, her fist 
skimming from knob to balls. It vibrated in her hand, jerking and throbbing 
with urgency. 

She gave him a few slow hand strokes, then stopped, knowing that the dog was 
going to come quickly now and not wanting to waste his hot jism load on a 
mere hand-job. She did jerk the dog off sometimes . . . but she jerked him 
off into her mouth. 

She pulled her lips off of his tongue. 

"Time to get that sweet prick emptied, Jupiter, you wonderful doggy," she 
whispered. 

The dog whimpered, his flanks quivering. 

Judy was wondering what way to fuck the brute. Sometimes she liked to do it 
doggy fashion, on her hands and knees, and sometimes she did it face to face 
with equal pleasure. Doggy style, he fucked into her cunt with more bestial 
vitality, but face to face she had the thrill of watching the dog fucking 
her. 

Then she frowned. 

The dog had lapped her off so effectively that her cunt was no longer 
feeling horny. She knew her pussy well enough to know that it would soon get 
hot again, once the dog's massive cock was plunging and slamming into her 
loins, but it seemed a shame not to be really hot at the very first 
hammering stroke. 

If she waited awhile, she would soon be horny again. But the dog was 
desperate, whining and jerking and twitching with the urgent need to bury 
his boner. 

Judy looked at her watch. Roger seldom got home from work before six 
o'clock, now that he had begun to fuck her. 

She guessed that she had plenty of time. 

She knew that Jupiter was a potent doggy who could always come at least 
twice in one session. 

And she knew a sure way to make her cunt hot again. 

Nothing turned Judy on more than sucking a dog's prick and drinking his 
doggy cum. 

She decided to give Jupiter a blowjob before she fucked him. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

Three things had happened at precisely four o'clock on this memorable day. 
Samantha had decided to get fucked by her stallion and Judy had returned 
home with dog prick on her mind . . . and Roger had gotten a glimpse of 
naked cunt. 

When Roger had been forced to give the stud farm to his ex-wife, he had gone 
into the bloodstock agency business, setting up an office in town so that he 
would be nearer to 

Judy. He had hired a secretary, a pert and vivacious redhead with big tits 
and an ass that hung down like a firm teardrop. Roger, in love with Judy, 
had not hired the woman for her good looks. He had hardly even realized how 
sexy Dorothy White, the secretary, was. 

This was evident and it was annoying to Dorothy, who knew that she was 
desirable and figured that part of her secretarial duties should be fucking 
the boss. It infuriated her when she tried to flirt with Roger and he failed 
to notice. How frustrating it was to make herself available without results. 
The guy could at least ask for a blowjob, she figured, her last boss had 
fucked her on his executive desk the very first day she worked for him. That 
had been a satisfactory arrangement, but his wife had found out and forced 
him to fire Dorothy. 

Why didn't Roger act the way a boss was supposed to? 

Today, Dorothy had decided to really make an effort to get Roger interested. 

She had dressed with care, wearing a very short skirt and net stockings 
supported by a garter belt . . . and no panties. Looking in the mirror 
before she left for work, she had raised her skirt and nodded, satisfied at 
the sexy sight of her naked pussy. Her red-haired cunt-mound was like a 
burning bush on her belly. Through that hairy red bush, her juicy cunt 
flowed like a swamp. 

She felt confident that once Roger got a look at her pussy, he would want to 
fuck her. 

But it hadn't worked out that way. 

All day she had sat at her desk with her legs crossed and her skirt drawn up 
so that her cunt could be seen . . . and all day Roger had bent over his 
paperwork and never glanced at her. Was the guy a eunuch or something? 
Dorothy wondered. If she had dared, she would have stood beside his desk and 
lifted her skirt, and when he looked up, she would have shoved her cunt 
right in his face. He could hardly fail to notice it then! But his attitude 
worried her and made her feel timid. What if he were to reject her even 
after she'd made it so absolutely obvious that she was fuckable? She would 
be disgraced and mortified . . . and he might even fire her for her whorish 
behavior. 

At four o'clock, utterly frustrated and with her pussy smoldering, Dorothy 
decided to make a last effort. 

She dropped a pencil on the floor. 

She got up and turned her back toward Roger. He sat with his head bent down 
over his desk. She pulled her skirt up so that the cheeks of her ass were 
exposed, as if by accident. 

Then she said, "Oh, damn!" 

Naturally, Roger looked up at hearing the sudden exclamation. As he did so, 
Dorothy bent down to retrieve the fallen pencil, with her legs spread apart. 

She heard the man gasp. 

She smiled to herself, pretending to be fumbling for the pencil, unable to 
pick it up. 

"Sorry, boss . . . I dropped my pencil," she said, excusing her previous 
exclamation. 

She could hear his breath shoot out. Her hairy, juicy pussy was in full 
sight between her shapely thighs and under her firm ass. Her cuntlips were 
parted and her fuckslit was lathered with the creamy juices of her desire. 
He didn't speak. Dorothy carried on with the pretense of fumbling for the 
pencil and she shifted her ass about as she did so. A trickle of pussyjuice 
was running down the inside of her thighs. He just had to get the idea! 

He did, in his way. He stared at Dorothy's cunt in fascination. Slung in the 
straps of her garter belt, her crotch looked like a moist, mossy stone 
loaded into a catapult. It was a mouthwatering sight. Roger's big prick 
began to rise in his pants. 

Dorothy's cunt had made Roger very horny. But Roger was a faithful fellow. 
He felt horny for Judy, not Dorothy. He felt the urge to rush home and bury 
his swollen prick meat in his mistress' mouth or cunt, to empty his bloated 
balls with frantic thrusts. 

Yet the redhead's pussy was here and Judy was at home . . . and that juicy 
pussy was magnetic. 

Dorothy looked back over her shoulder, past her as she remained stooped 
over. She smiled when she saw that she had at long last gotten Roger's 
attention. 

"I can't seem to pick it up, boss," she said, excusing the fact that she was 
still bent over. "It's slippery." 

"Your cunt looks slippery, too," he whispered. 

"You noticed, huh? That's why I don't wear any panties . . . the damned 
things are always soaked." 

Roger gave a gulp and a gasp. He pushed his chair back and got to his feet, 
moving slowly toward Dorothy. She remained where she was, all pretense gone 
now, expecting him to whack his prick up her pussy from behind. 

But Roger fought against that impulse. He did not want to cheat on Judy. Yet 
Dorothy's cunt was drawing him to her. There was only one thing to do, he 
reasoned. He just had to eat Dorothy's cunt, and then rush home to Judy! 

Roger knew that he was fooling himself by thinking that infidelity must be 
committed by a prick, not a tongue, but the mouth-watering sight of his 
secretary's fuzzy-lipped pussy seemed to justify the deed. He stood behind 
the redhead, trembling, fists clenched and eyes rolling wildly. Then he sank 
down to his knees behind her. 

Dorothy looked back past her hip. She smiled happily, realizing that she was 
going to get some cuntlapping to begin with. Like all women, Dorothy loved 
to have her pussy sucked and licked. She wriggled her ass in his face. The 
pale globes of her ass seemed to revolve like moons, slowly dancing and 
squirming. 

Roger placed his hands on her hipbones, holding them as if they were 
handles. He turned her pelvis from side to side, staring at her cunt all the 
time. His head swayed, too, like a cobra ready to stroke, yet hypnotized by 
the fakir's flute. As her ass shifted to one side, his head swayed along 
with it. Beads of sweat broke out on his brow. He licked his lips, then 
fluttered his tongue in the air. He felt a true, physical hunger for her 
cunt, causing him to drool. His taste buds yearned for her musky delicacy, 
his lips twitched for her cuntmeat. His eyes bulged out as he stared at her 
pussy. 

He leaned forward and ran his tongue up her cuntslit with a long slurping 
motion, lapping across her fuck button. 

Dorothy squealed with joy as his tongue meat slid through her soaking 
pussylips. She pushed her ass and crotch back onto his face. Roger lapped 
away at her cunt with lust, his talented tongue running up her fuck hole and 
swinging around her clit. 

Dorothy wailed with pleasure. It had taken her a long time to get the boss 
to notice her pussy, but now that he had, he was treating her hot cunt just 
the way a man should. Roger had obviously sucked cunts before, she reckoned, 
because he was doing it exactly right, paying equal attention to her hot 
fuck hole and her tingling clit. 

Roger had learned a few things from naughty Judy, as well. He raised his 
head higher and ran his tongue up the taut crack of the redhead's ass, then 
jammed it into her asshole. She gasped and began to pant, loving to feel a 
tongue wriggle up her shit chute. Her firm ass ground around on his face as 
he rimmed her tight brown shitter, finding her asshole succulent and 
appetizing. 

His hands slid down from her hipbones, onto the cheeks of her ass. He spread 
her smooth ass globes open and buried his face between them, slapping his 
tongue up the parted crack, and then shoving it as far up her asshole as it 
would go. 

She wailed with delight. His hot tongue seemed to be sliding into the depths 
of her bowels. Her cunt, temporarily neglected, flooded. Pussyjuice poured 
down her crotch and ribbons of the milky juice ran down the in-sides of her 
thighs. Her fiery red pubic bush was matted with her cream. 

Roger tongued her asshole out attentively and expertly, the way that Judy 
had taught him. Then he moved his mouth back down to her seething cunt, 
lapping it with long, flattened strokes. Cuntjuice ran over his taste buds 
and bubbled past his lips, the delicious flavor making the horny man 
hungrier than ever. 

"Oh, boss . . . yeah! Suck my cunt!" cried Dorothy. 

Roger parted his lips and tilted his head to the side. He fitted his mouth 
to her cuntlips and drove his tongue up her fuck hole, as if it were a mouth 
and he was giving her a French kiss. He stabbed into her slippery cunt slot 
time and again and his lips began to suck and pull on her hairy cuntlips 
voraciously. 

Her hot juices filled his mouth. He swallowed and sucked, sucked and 
swallowed. He wondered why he had not realized before that there was such a 
delicious snack available in his office. Why had he ever taken a coffee 
break without eating out this savory cunt? His prick was on the rampage, 
threatening to bust right through his fly, but he ignored his hammering fuck 
tool. Roger's cock belonged to Judy and, horny as he was, he still refused 
to fuck another woman. His head rolled from side to side as he sucked and 
tongue-fucked her cunt. He rose up to rim out her delicious asshole again, 
then slid back down to her pussy. His lips clamped over her fuck button and 
he sucked. Then he was thrilled to feel her taut clit explode in his mouth. 
so 

"Jesus! Do it!" the girl wailed, lost in the ecstasy of the moment, her 
pussy so hot that she half expected to burst into flames, flames that would 
instantly be doused by her cunt-juice as it flooded out. She leaned forward, 
placing both hands on the floor and jamming her ass and cunt back into his 
face. Roger was coated with cunt-juice from forehead to chin. 

His prick gave a tremendous surge, jolting him. 

Despite Roger's good intentions, he could no longer ignore his raging cock. 
He moved a hand down from her ass, opened his fly and his cock came storming 
out of his pants. His big prick knob was swollen, an angry red color. His 
balls were ready to burst. 

Roger wrapped his hand around his fuck rod and he began to jack his prick up 
and down furiously. 

Dorothy, looking back past her hip, blinked. 

What the hell was he doing? Why was he jacking himself off when her cunt was 
available, hungry for jism? 

"Fuck me, boss!" she wailed. 

But Roger was determined. He kept his mouth clamped over her cunt as his 
hand flew up and down on his prick. He was wild with lust, maddened and 
crazed. Cuntjuice kept pouring into his mouth and down his throat as he 
sucked it from her hairy pussy. 

"Fuck my cunt!" she cried, desperate for his cock, loving his tongue and 
lips, but eager to have her smoldering cunthole stuffed full of his hard 
cock meat. 

He shook his head. The movement ground his parted lips around on her cunt. 
He might have said no, but if he did, she didn't hear it. The sound was 
muffled on her squishing cunt. She would have pulled her pussy away from him 
if she could have. She would have denied him any more cuntlicking and 
demanded that he fuck her. But her cunt was glued to his mouth by a paste of 
saliva and cunt-juice, plastered there, his mouth clamped on her fuck hole 
like a suction cup on a drain. She jerked and jolted her ass into his face. 
She felt the thrill build up, her climax hearing the crest. 

"Oh, shit! Suck me off!" she groaned, resigned to it and lusting for the 
blazing peak of passion. 

Roger's fist was flying up and down on his prick, and his big fuck rod was 
pounding and expanding, the angry red knob flaring out, pulsing like a lung. 
His fist slammed down to the root and his swollen cockhead gave a mighty 
surge. 

He pulled his mouth off her cunt with a suctioning sound. Cuntjuice gushed 
out of her abandoned fuck hole. Roger threw his head and shoulders back and 
thrust his loins forward. 

His cock was aimed at her cunt like a pistol. 

His fist slammed down to the hilt and a jet of thick, milky jism spurted 
from his prick knob, flashing up into her cunt. Dorothy wailed as she felt 
his hot cum splash onto her crotch. Her cuntlips were parted wide and his 
steaming jizz shot right up her fuck hole. Gasping and moaning, Roger jacked 
his prick furiously, pumping out geyser after geyser of cum. The creamy jizz 
was shooting into her cunt like quicksilver. His balls kept erupting and his 
volcanic flow hosed her, cum flooding into her cunt-juice and soaking her 
hairy crotch. 

A spurt of the stuff shot higher, running up the crack of her ass and 
soaking her asshole. 

Roger jacked his prick meat frantically, draining his cock and balls without 
touching her. The last spurt came out, then a trickle. 

Gasping, Roger leaned forward again, burying his face under her ass and 
sucking away on her lathered pussy. His tongue flew up the crack of her ass, 
then slid back down and delved in her fuckhole. 

His face ground around in their mingled juices, wallowing in a pool of cum 
and cunt-juice. His lips parted wide and he began to suck steadily on her 
whole crotch, fuck hole and clit both in his lips. 

A shudder rippled through Dorothy. Her whole lithe body was wracked by a 
spasm of white-hot lust. 

"Shit, I'm gonna cream!" she wailed. "Oh, my God . . . suck me off . . . 
suck my cunt off, boss! Drink my juice!" 

Her pussy spasmed around his tongue and in his lips. Hot cunt-juice bubbled 
into his mouth, foaming and creaming. Roger sucked the delicious pussy cream 
out of her hungrily, swallowing the stuff eagerly. Blended with his own 
jism, her pussyjuice poured out. She moaned and wailed, and her ass jerked 
and rolled. 

A final spasm jolted through her. Drained, the lusty redhead gave a sigh and 
a moan. Roger kept on sucking and tonguing, making sure that he had milked 
out every drop of her cunt-juice and worked off every last spasm of her 
orgasm. 

Dorothy collapsed, falling forward onto the floor. Her cunt came away from 
his sucking lips with a loud slurp. Roger, gasping, sat back on his heels. 

Dorothy looked over her shoulder and smiled when she saw that his prick was 
still rock hard and huge. She figured that the man had jerked off so that, 
when he fucked her, he would be able to make it last a long time. 

She hiked her ass up slightly and parted her thighs, making her cunt 
available for a rear-entry fuck. 

"Stick it up my pussy," she urged. "Oh, shit, fuck my ass off, stuff my cunt 
with your sweet cock meat!" 

Roger groaned and gritted his teeth in a torment of lust and urgency. He had 
shot his wad and that climax had made him hotter and hornier than ever, a 
single ejaculation merely whetting his cock's desire. He gazed down at his 
towering fuck stick balefully, willing it to subside, to wait until he got 
home to his beloved Judy. But his stubborn cockmeat rejected his commands, 
pounding and hammering violently. It was still engorged with blood, making 
the man light-headed, and his balls had already refilled themselves with 
jism. 

How could the man remain faithful when his cock and balls behaved so 
treacherously. He groaned loudly, feeling his faithfulness start to ebb 
away, to melt in the fires of his lust. Dorothy wriggled her ass, showing 
him her cunt and smiling with anticipation. Roger stared at her pussy, 
seeing that it was soaking wet and gaping open, an easy target for his meaty 
prick. 

He saw her asshole, too! 

His face contorted in a grimace. He remembered how delicious her sweet brown 
assmouth had been when he shoved his tongue up her shit chute . . . and he 
could well imagine how wonderful her tight asshole would feel around his 
prick! His grimace became a grin . . . a wild grin. Fucking her asshole 
wasn't being unfaithful to Judy, he told himself. It wasn't like fucking her 
cunt, and it was certainly no worse than sucking her off and jerking off on 
her crotch . . . or so he reasoned. 

He moved forward on his knees. Dorothy gurgled with expectation and hiked 
her ass up, the highest part of her arched body. Roger's cock slid up 
between her parted thighs. His hot, bloated prick knob rippled up her cunt 
crack, not going in, rising higher. 

Dorothy felt his hot fuck rod slide into the crack of her ass. She figured 
that he had miscalculated and she shoved her ass up higher, trying to get 
him aimed into her cunt. Roger grasped her by the hips and pushed her down 
so that his jutting prick was aimed at her asshole. 

His cockhead pushed against her taut brown shitter mouth. Dorothy giggled, 
amused by his mistake. 

"That's the wrong hole, boss," she said. 

But it wasn't the wrong fuck hole at all, not for a faithful man like Roger, 
and he began to push his cock into her ass. 

Dorothy yelped. Her asshole was virgin territory and his massive knob hurt 
as it pried and wedged at the portals of her bowels. "That's my asshole, 
dammit!" she cried, still believing that the man had made a mistake. 

Then his cockhead slipped into her asshole. Her tight shitter mouth closed 
around it, collaring his prickshaft just behind the knob. Dorothy gasped. It 
hurt a little, but along with the tingling pain there was a delightful 
sensation, a dark thrill. Waves of joy flashed through her. She gasped, 
drooling onto the floor. 

Roger fed her another inch. 

"No!" she wailed. Then she gave a cry of passion and cried, "Yes, fuck me up 
the ass!" 

Roger inched his engorged cock meat up her shit chute slowly, his big prick 
knob forging a passage for his fuck rod, sliding slowly up into the unknown 
and unexplored regions of her bowels. Dorothy wriggled and pushed her ass 
back, stuffing herself onto his prick. Little spasms of pain jolted through 
her, but a background layer of joy enveloped that pain, soothing it. The 
pain only added to the pleasure. 

His cock slid in all the way. His prickshaft was buried up her asshole and 
his hairy balls were jammed into her crotch. 

He held the full penetration for a moment, loving the feel of having every 
inch of his hammering cock jammed up her shit chute and letting Dorothy 
savor the joy of having her asshole stuffed to the brim with his cockmeat. 

Then he began to bugger her. He held her by the hips and slowly pulled his 
prick out until 

M only his flaring cock knob was stuck up her ass, paused, then slid it back 
in again. 

"Oh God!" she wailed. "Fuck my ass!" 

His balls slid around in her soaking cunt as he went in to the root again. 
He buggered her slowly and steadily. Her asshole began to pull on his prick 
as if she were digesting him in reverse. As he pulled out, her tight brown 
shitter mouth stretched and inverted. He fucked her, drew out, fucked her 
again. 

Dorothy loved it. She wondered why she had gone so long before having her 
asshole fucked. The randy redhead wriggled and squirmed, skewered on his 
massive prickshaft, her asshole pulling and dragging on his sliding prick 
meat and her bowels sucking on his cockhead as it plunged in to the depths. 
She reached down under her hiked-up belly, taking his balls in one hand and 
fingering her clit with the other. She rubbed his balls around in her 
foaming fuck slot. She slid three fingers up inside her cunthole, 
fingerfucking herself and feeling his cock, sliding in and out, through the 
thin wall that separated her asshole from her pussy. 

Roger began fucking his prick into her faster as her tight asshole spread 
out, adjusting and lubricating the passage. She jerked and twitched, jamming 
her ass back onto his belly. His prick plunged in, wracking her, tilting her 
ass up and down. 

"I'm gonna cream!" she cried as she finger-fucked up her cunt furiously in 
rhythm with his ass-raking strokes. Cuntjuice bubbled out in her hand, and 
soaked his balls. She rubbed his ball-sac around in her fuck slot as her 
cream flooded out. 

Roger gasped and she felt his cock expand, pounding, in her asshole. His 
prick knob felt like a lump of molten iron in her bowels and his fuck rod 
was like a heated crowbar levering her shit chute. 

Then he was hosing her asshole with a thick jet of jism, pouring the hot 
slime into her bowels. He pulled out and slammed in, spurting another doze 
with every thrust. As her asshole filled up with cum, her pussy flooded with 
cunt-juice. Jism bubbled from her shit chute, pumped out by his fat prick. 
The creamy cum ran down into her crotch, blending with her pussy nectar, 
soaking his balls. 

He emptied his cock into her ass, and her cunt spasmed and creamed each time 
she felt another jet of jism shoot up her asshole. The girl was fairly 
screaming with the joy of it. Roger grunted and groaned and fucked away to 
the end. 

He slowly dragged his cock out of her ass. It was soiled with her shit 
juices and he gazed at it thoughtfully. If Judy were to take it in her 
mouth, she was liable to notice the flavor of another woman's asshole. 

He shuffled up beside Dorothy, on his knees, his cock jutting out toward her 
face. 

"Suck it," he rasped. 

Dorothy was not at all reluctant to suck his sweet prick, even though it had 
just come out of her asshole. She figured that he wanted her to suck him up 
rock hard again so that he could, at long last, fuck her cunt. She stuck her 
tongue out, lapping at his soiled prick knob, then parted her lips and 
sucked it into her mouth. Her tongue and lips worked enthusiastically on his 
tainted cock meat. 

He drew it out of her lips with a slurping sound. 

It was as hard as ever, swollen and flaring. Dorothy licked her lips. She 
had polished his knob and prickshaft to a luster and no incriminating trace 
remained from her asshole. 

Roger got to his feet unsteadily. 

Dorothy rolled over and spread her thighs, waiting for him to mount her and 
fuck her pussy. She was smiling in anticipation. Then she frowned as she saw 
that Roger was trying to jam his iron-hard cock back into his pants. 

"Aren't you gonna fuck me?" she asked. 

"Certainly not!" he snapped, angry with himself because he did, in fact, 
want to fuck her. 

"But . . . but why not?" she wailed. 

"I'm not unfaithful to Judy," he said. 

Dorothy blinked in amazement. Not unfaithful? He had just sucked her cunt 
and buggered her asshole . . . what the fuck was he talking about? She 
stared at him in dismay as he forced the firm lever of his prick into his 
fly, then pulled the zipper up. 

"I need cock!" she wailed, in despair. 

But Roger was remorseless. Gritting his teeth, he turned away. The front of 
his pants stood out, a bold mound, stuffed full of his sweet prick that, by 
rights, should be stuffing her cunt. Dorothy sobbed with frustration. The 
man didn't even look at her again. He strode out of the room and, a moment 
later, she heard the front door of the office open and close. 

Roger was hurrying home to his beloved Judy . . . going home earlier than he 
was expected. 

And Dorothy was left unfucked, her pussy smoldering. She had come in his 
mouth and she had come again when he shot up her asshole, but it was not the 
same thing as coming when she had a cuntful of prick. The horny redhead was 
more worked up than ever now, her hopes dashed at the last moment, her 
expectations ruined by Roger's bizarre sense of loyalty. Dorothy just had to 
get fucked, and soon. 

She decided to go out and get picked up by the first man that made a play 
for her, to get some cock wherever she could. She did, too . . . but not the 
sort of cock she expected. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

So it was that, thinking she had plenty of time before Roger got there, even 
as the horny man was hauling his hard-on home to her, Judy made up her mind 
to suck her Great Dane's prick. It was not a hard decision to make . . . not 
for a girl who loved sucking cocks and drinking cum as much as horny, 
dog-loving Judy. 

She patted the cushion beside her and the big dog, familiar with this 
position, hopped up, planting one huge forepaw on either side of the girl's 
hips. His cock loomed out over her tits, halfway between her mouth and her 
nipples. They often fucked in this position, and she often sucked him off 
like this, as well. The obedient doggy poised there, waiting eagerly to see 
which of the woman's hot holes was going to fuck his cock today. 

He did not have long to wait. Judy licked her lips and pushed her pink 
tongue out. Just as the sight of his collar and leash meant walkies to the 
dog, the sight of Judy's tongue meant blowjobs. 

She reached for his cock and pulled it up higher. The massive wedge of his 
cockhead loomed over her face. Judy gazed at his swollen prick knob. It was 
bright red and flared out from his fucky cock sheath, bloated and throbbing. 

Judy licked her lips and her mouth began to water. The Great Dane quivered 
impatiently. Judy leaned closer to his prick meat and tapped her tongue 
against the tip of his prick, just a light, teasing stroke. The dog yelped 
as he felt the woman's hot tongue on his prick. The flavor of his cock meat 
tingled on her taste buds. She began to run her tongue all over the head of 
his cock, slurping and licking. His knob was so hot that Judy's spit felt 
cool on it as she licked upward. 

The dog whimpered and began to hump. 

Judy let her lips slowly part, feeding his throbbing cockhead into her 
mouth. His hot red cock meat slid into her mouth. She collared his cockhead 
in her lips and sucked, her cheeks hollowed inward. She held his balls in 
one hand and folded the other around his prickshaft and began to stroke up 
and down while she squeezed his balls. 

Jupiter drew back and his cockhead popped from her lips like a cork from a 
bottle. A thick, clear drop of pre-cum bubbled from his prick tip. A trace 
of jism ran onto her lips and Judy moaned and whimpered with desire. She 
waited, mouth open, and he thrust in again. 

Her tongue flashed over the underside of his cockhead and her lips pulled 
and sucked on his prick meat. The Great Dane began to fuck it into her mouth 
steadily. His hind legs braced and his haunches darted in and out. He was 
really hammering his prick in to her mouth now. 

He fucked right back into her throat, his huge cockhead lodged in her 
windpipe, gagging her, but it was worth it. Her lips dragged and pulled on 
his cock as he fucked in and out, his hairy prick shaft running through her 
lips his massive knob slipping over her hot tongue and into her throat. Judy 
was moaning and gurgling with the ecstasy of having her mouth filled to the 
brim with hot, stiff dog cock, and Jupiter was yelping with joy and humping 
into her mouth with ever-increasing urgency. 

"Unghhh," she gasped as a trickle of hot, thick pre-cum oozed into her 
throat. She gurgled with joy and swallowed down his slimy Jism hungrily, 
yearning for his full load. 

His powerful hindquarters slammed in, feeding his cock to her lusting mouth. 
Another little spurt of cum shot onto her tongue and a third skimmed across 
the roof of her mouth. Jupiter had not come yet but his preliminary spurts 
of Jism were filling her greedy mouth and making the suck-crazed woman even 
hungrier for his load. She was mad for his prick meat and desperate for his 
jizz. 

The Great Dane howled. 

He plunged in savagely and emptied his balls into her mouth. 

Judy gasped as he drove his cockhead into her throat and shot right down her 
gullet. She felt his hot jism pour down her throat and she gulped the cum 
down as best she could, but there was too much for her to swallow and she 
pulled back up his cock sheath. He shot his second wad as he withdrew, 
jetting over her tongue and running into her cheeks, filling her mouth to 
the brim. 

"Ummmm . . . ugh . . . ummmmmm," she moaned and swallowed it down hungrily. 

Ribbons of creamy jism overflowed her tightly pursed lips and ran down her 
chin. She sucked and swallowed as the lusty dog fucked his prick in to her 
mouth relentlessly, feeding her load after load of thick cum juice. 

The dog was yelping and howling as he plowed into her mouth, wild with joy 
as he emptied his cock and balls into the woman's willing throat. 

At last, he stopped shooting. Judy continued to suck on his cock meat, 
wanting every drop of his cum, and the dog humped her for a few moments, 
then slowed. Judy pulled back upon his fuck rod, gathering up the cum drops 
that had escaped her lips before and she kissed his glistening, red 
cockhead. She flicked her tongue back down his prick rod and gobbled up a 
nugget of juice from his balls. His balls had diminished now, but they were 
still taut and, despite having just shot his abundant load, the dog's prick 
was still rock hard and as big as ever. 

Judy returned to his cockhead and tongued the throbbing wedge. 

Her cunt was throbbing, too. 

She leaned back, a dreamy expression on her face, cum glistening on her lips 
and cheeks. 

Jupiter remained in position, towering over her. His big tongue lolled out 
and he panted happily, expectantly. 

"Was that nice, boy?" Judy said. "Want some more? Want some pussy, do you?" 

Jupiter whined and his hindquarters pumped in and out. 

Judy took his cock in both hands and she guided it down to her crotch. She 
arched, tilting her groin up, positioning the dog's prick knob against her 
cream filled fuck slot. 

The dog gave a little yelp of joy as his cockhead made contact with the 
slippery heat of the woman's cunt. 

Judy began rubbing his prick knob around in her steaming pussy. Her cuntlips 
clung to his bloated cockhead and her clit sizzled as his hot prick meat ran 
over it. The scent of her steaming cunt drifted up to the dog and he 
whimpered, quivering all over. 

The head of his prick lodged in her juicy cunt slot. He heaved and very 
slowly his meaty cock knob slipped into her pussy slit. Judy groaned as her 
pussylips unfurled, stretching to accommodate the welcome load of dog prick. 
She humped a little, fucking his cockhead. 

Jupiter whimpered. His prick throbbed. His knob was buried and the rest of 
his furry cockshaft stood out between them like a hairy bridge, spanning the 
distance between her cunt and his balls. He pushed his haunches in and 
slowly, his massive prick moving up Judy's burning fuck hole. She enjoyed 
this slow approach, feeling him go deeper and deeper, little by little, 
spreading her cunt walls around the width of his fat cock. 

The joy of having his prick slip up the woman's cunt filled the dog with 
ecstasy. Bracing his powerful hindquarters, he plunged in until his hairy 
cock meat was embedded to the roots. 

He began to hump with vigor. 

Judy wrapped her sleek thighs around him as the dog began to fuck her 
frantically. He pulled out until only the steaming head of his prick 
remained in her cunt hole, then drove his whole massive fuck rod back up her 
pussy. Judy fucked with him, her belly heaving, her hips dancing wildly 
about. As he fucked in, she jammed her crotch down to meet him. And as he 
dragged his cock meat out from her clinging cunt she rolled her hips, 
winding her fuck hole around his retreating prick. 

"Oh . . . fuck . . . fuck me," she urged. 

And that was just what the Great Dane was doing. His back arched deeply as 
he slammed his prick meat in and up, filling her cunt. He was salivating, 
his drool falling onto her tits and belly. Cuntjuice sprayed from her as his 
tight-fitting cock stuffed her to the womb. 

Judy moaned and whimpered, loving it. Her ass churned as she writhed on the 
dog's massive fucker. She was thrilled to the core at having her cunt 
stuffed to the brim with his throbbing dog prick and her cuntlips clamped 
tightly around his massive pumping fuck tool. 

Jupiter was shoveling his cock into her pussy, tilting her pelvis up and 
down with his furious thrusts, lifting her ass. He was plunging in so deep 
that she would not have been surprised if his cockhead had come sliding into 
her mouth. Her cunt walls spread wider and wider, and the dog's prick was 
getting bigger and bigger with every stroke. He was fucking faster and 
faster, pouring the prick to her with lightning strokes, slamming his mighty 
cockshaft into her pussy for all he was worth. 

Judy's hips were thrashing about in a frenzy, and she was moaning and 
panting and crying out in joy. 

"Come," she panted. "Shoot in me . . . shoot up me!" 

The dog's prick gave a great throbbing surge, spreading her cunt even wider. 
Seconds later he howled and Judy felt a volcanic flow of hot, thick dog jism 
pour into her pussy. She wailed with ecstasy and let her own orgasm come 
rushing into her cunt. 

Jupiter poured geyser after geyser into her, and her cunt-juice blended with 
his cum. The mingled juices sprayed out as his big prick stuffed her to the 
brim. Cum and cunt-juice cascaded down her crotch in a foaming torrent. 

"Come . . . come . . . come!" Judy cried. She was gasping for his jism. And 
as she pleaded for his jizz, Jupiter fucked on, filling her with spurt after 
spurt, shooting another doze into her cunt with every stroke, flooding her 
with load after load, his slimy jism bursting out in ropes and coils and 
jets. Judy jerked and twitched, lost in the throes of her orgasm, every 
nerve in her body carrying a current of lust, desire bubbling in her blood, 
her mind dissolving with her ecstasy. 

Jupiter's powerful body was shaking now, as every bit of his vitality, all 
of his energy rushed out through his prick. His hairy prick slammed in again 
and again, and recoiled, shooting the jism into her and driving his haunches 
back as the silver streaks burst from his cockhead and hosed into her pussy. 
Judy responded with equal vitality. Each time he shot another dose into her, 
a wave of cunt-juice gushed out to meet it. And each time she felt another 
load of hot doggy cum rush up her fuck hole, she shuddered with another 
spasm of her own coming. Her hips were rotating and her belly humping and 
her ass churning in a wild, frenzied dance of desire. 

Jupiter's balls whacked against her rippling ass as he rammed his prick meat 
into her, pounding his orgasms out to the last dregs. He emptied his cock 
and balls into her. Judy squirmed on his prick, working her own climax off. 
They slowed, still grinding together but at a more leisurely pace. His cum 
was still flowing into her, but only in a trickle now, and the abundant rush 
of her cunt-juice had been reduced to a seepage. 

The Great Dane fed her another stroke but this time no jism came out, 
because he was drained. His powerful haunches were now quivering and limp, 
his body sagged as if he had spent all of his life force into her cunt. 

Judy sighed as the last spasm of her orgasm rippled through her. She stopped 
moving. 

The dog's big prick was still stuck all the way up her pussy. They remained 
coupled for a few minutes, panting together. Then Jupiter gave her face a 
slurp with his tongue, as if to show his gratitude to the woman. Smiling, 
she pushed her own tongue out, licking the Great Dane's tongue in a bizarre 
French kiss. 

The dog slowly plucked his prick out of her hairy fuck hole. Her cunt sucked 
on it, reluctant to be vacated, and his fat prick came out with a moist 
slurping sound. The big dog hopped down from the couch, his tongue hanging 
out and his prick swaying under him like a horizontal pendulum. It was still 
semi-hard. The dog seemed to be in an exceptionally horny mood today, just 
as Judy was. 

She looked at her watch again and grinned. She figured she had time for one 
more doggy fuck. She knew that it wouldn't take long to suck his prick back 
into a rock-hard erection. Then she would let him fuck her doggy fashion. 
Jupiter always came faster when he did it like a dog and she wanted to 
finish the fuck before Roger got home. 

She bent down, her tongue out, ready to mouth his cock meat back into a 
state of readiness and get it stuck up her cunt, where it belonged. She was 
glad that they had time for one more fuck. 

But they didn't. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

As naughty Judy prepared to get some Great Dane prick up her cunt, and horny 
Roger hurried home to do some fucking and sucking with Judy, unfucked 
Dorothy left the office building with every intention of getting plenty of 
cock, herself. But she wasn't sure where to get it. She knew of several bars 
where she could easily get picked up-especially if she sat on a bar stool, 
crossed her legs and let the guys see her naked cunt-but it was still too 
early: 

The bars would not be full of likely prospects until the office workers got 
out in an hour or so. 

Dorothy decided that she would go back to her apartment first. She thought 
it might be a good idea to rinse out her asshole and brush her teeth so that 
the next man she picked up would not detect the traces of Roger's cum and 
realize that he was not her first lover of the day. She knew that some men 
were reluctant to take sloppy seconds . . . and who would believe that she 
had not had her cunt stuffed if he tasted jism in her mouth and up her shit 
chute? 

She left the building and walked around to the parking lot, her pussy 
smoldering like an ember between her sleek thighs as she moved. She got in 
her car, her juicy crotch soaking the seat covers. She started the engine, 
wrapped her fist around the shift lever and, grinning, slid it up and down a 
few times, making believe the lever was a prick and wishing that it were. 

She was about to put the car in gear. That was when she noticed the dog! 

The dog had already noticed Dorothy. He was a boxer, a big, brawny brute of 
a dog, lustful by his nature. He had been walking across the parking lot, 
sniffing out a bitch in heat, and as soon as Dorothy came out from the 
building he had scented hot cunt. 

The dog had stopped dead in his tracks, nostrils flaring. As she walked 
toward her car, he began to follow at her heels, his cock starting to 
stiffen and wag. The dog had never fucked a woman but he was only a dog and, 
with the delicious aroma of juicy cunt lingering in the air, he did not 
question his own motives-he simply followed her instinctively. 

When she got into the car, the boxer halted, cocking his head to one side, 
his cropped ears pricked up. He could still scent her heated pussy but 
couldn't figure out how to get at it. 

Then Dorothy glanced out the car window and saw him. She saw his big hairy 
prick swelling under him, his dark cock knob squeezing slowly out from its 
yellow sheath. 

The horny woman grinned. She realized that it must be the scent of her own 
hot pussy that had excited the doggy and the knowledge gave her a thrill. 
Dorothy was a woman who always liked to excite men with her cunt and it was 
nice to know that she could excite an animal, as well. She gazed with 
interest at his expanding cockmeat and at his bloated ball-sac. 

Poor, frustrated doggy, she thought. You'll have to find some nice bitch in 
heat so you can get those big balls emptied, won't you? And it sure looks 
like there's plenty of jism to come out, too. 

The dog whined and his cock flared. 

Dorothy felt guilty for having gotten the dog so worked up. Her gaze was 
glued on his prick and she was thinking how big and shapely his fuck tool 
was . . . and that was when she got the idea. 

Since she had given the dog a hard-on, wasn't she sort of obligated to milk 
it for him? It was a very naughty idea, she knew . . . but it was all the 
more exciting because it was. Naughty things were always a lot more fun than 
wholesome things! 

She wasn't, in fact, being really naughty yet. The woman was only thinking 
that she might jerk the doggy off, to relieve him. She looked around the 
parking lot. There was no one else there and she was tempted to invite the 
dog into her car for a hand-job. But she knew she would be too nervous doing 
it in public, that she couldn't really enjoy it when she had to keep an eye 
out for a possible observer. 

Should she take the dog home? No, she couldn't. Pets were not allowed in her 
apartment building and the landlord might see her bringing the dog in. He 
might notice that the dog had a hard-on, too, which could prove 
embarrassing. 

Then it occurred to Dorothy that she could take the dog up to the office. 
Roger, damn him, had gone home and the office was unoccupied. If she used 
the service elevator, no one would see her bringing the doggy into the 
building. It seemed the safest and the quickest way to relieve the dog's 
distress. 

Dorothy, being a cock-lover by her nature, was quite excited at the prospect 
of jacking the boxer off. She had never had any sort of sex with an animal 
before, but a cock was a cock and the boxer had a nice, big one. It would be 
kick to pump the jizz out of his doggy prick. It might make her even hotter 
than she already was but that was okay. Soon it would be time to get picked 
up and fucked. She might even get gangbanged this evening, she thought. 
Dorothy enjoyed getting gangbanged once in a while, half a dozen horny men 
fucking her, one right after the other, and she enjoyed a cluster fuck, as 
well, with at least three pricks stuck into her at the same time. But first, 
the dog. 

She turned the engine off and got back out of the car. The dog squirmed and 
woofed hopefully. She stroked him along the neck and scratched behind his 
cropped ears. He was quivering. She looked around to make sure no one was 
watching and then, to make sure that the doggy understood and followed her, 
she reached under his belly and took his prick into her hand, rubbing it. 

The boxer whimpered. 

This is gonna be fun, thought the cock-loving redhead, thrilled at the way 
the dog's cock throbbed in her hand. 

"C'mon, fella," she said. She gave his prick another stroke and stood 
upright again. When she walked off toward the building, the boxer followed 
at her heels, his big cock swinging under him and his blunt snout sniffing 
at her ass. 

She led the way into the office building and down a side corridor to the 
service elevator, keeping on the look-out for the janitor. The dog's aroused 
condition was obvious and she didn't want anyone to see her in the company 
of a dog with a hard-on, just in case they happened to get the right idea. 

The dog followed her into the elevator. She pressed the button, and as the 
car slowly rose, she took the opportunity to give the boxer's prick and 
balls another fondling. Dorothy didn't know a great deal about dogs and had 
no idea how long their span of attention was, nor how long they retained an 
unused hard-on. She didn't want the doggy to lose interest until she got him 
alone in the office. 

The dog was not about to lose interest. And although he had never had sex 
with a woman, his instincts were finer than Dorothy's. He knew this woman 
was not going to lose interest. 

The elevator hissed to a halt. Dorothy looked out, saw that the coast was 
clear and went down the hall, with the boxer trotting happily along at her 
heels. His prick was sticking out far up his stomach now, that he seemed to 
be astride a pole and his balls were so full that they were making him walk 
gingerly, a huge sac of dark meat like a gourd between his hind legs. 

They went through the outer room and into Roger's private office, where not 
long before the man had been lapping Dorothy's pussy and fucking her up the 
ass. The whole room smelled of sex to the dog, a suitable background scent 
through which drifted the stronger aroma wafting from between the redhead's 
thighs. 

She turned and closed the door behind them. She might well have locked it, 
just in case . . . but at that moment the dog pushed his head up under her 
short shirt from behind, working his sniffing snout into the girl's steaming 
crotch. 

"Oh!" she cried, startled. 

"Ohhhhhh!" she squealed again as his long tongue slurped at her pussy. She 
had quite honestly intended onto to jack the dog off, as a favor to the dumb 
brute. She had not expected anything else to happen. But the moment she felt 
his hot tongue slapping up her cunt, the horny redhead naturally began to 
get ideas. 

It felt lovely. If the doggy wanted to lap her pussy, why not? She smiled, 
feeling quite naughty. She pulled her skirt up above her waist and bent 
over, parting her thighs and giving the boxer free access to her crotch. 

"Ummm," she purred, as that doggy tongue slapped merrily away at her foamy 
pussy. She could hear the moist slurping sounds that his long, wet tongue 
was making. Her cunt was squishing, too. She bent over a bit more and spread 
the cheeks of her ass apart with her hands. The dog's tongue ran up the 
parted crack of her ass and slurped around in her asshole. His doggy 
instincts told the beast that there had been a cock up her tight asshole not 
long ago and that her bowels had been filled with jism. He lapped away on 
her shit chute with gusto, causing Dorothy to squeal and squirm. 

She shifted her weight from foot to foot, hiking her ass up and down and 
shooting her hips out from side to side as the fascinated doggy lapped away 
at her asshole. His tongue slid up her ass crack and dipped into her tight 
brown shitter bud. 

Dorothy was enjoying having her asshole tongued but her cunt was burning, 
demanding attention. She reached back, groping blindly, and got a grip on 
the boxer's collar. She dragged his big, blunt head back down into her 
crotch. The dog got the idea and went to work on her lathered cunt with 
enthusiasm, and Dorothy leaned over all the way, placing her hands on the 
floor just as she had done when she was pretending to be picking up a pencil 
as she showed her red-haired cunt to her boss. She wriggled her ass about in 
the air, poised in that four point stance. The dog slurped away eagerly. 

Shit, he's gonna make me cream! she realized. I'm gonna come on a fucking 
dog's tongue! 

"Lap it up, fella," she moaned. 

Taking her weight on one hand, she moved the other hand up to her crotch. 
She spread her cuntlips wide open with her fingers so that the dog's tongue 
could slide right up inside her hot fuck hole, tonguing at the soaking inner 
flesh. Holding her cuntlips open, she used her thumb to rub her clit. Waves 
of pleasure coursed through her loins. She was panting like an animal, 
herself. The dog had started to whimper and whine as her hot juices flowed 
over his taste buds. Ribbons of cunt-juice ran down the insides of her 
thighs and he lowered her head, slurping the stray cream up. Pussy-juice ran 
into his mouth and dripped thickly from his lower jaw. The dog licked his 
chops, then went back to work on her flooded cunt. 

His long red tongue glided right up inside her fuck hole. Dorothy wailed and 
moaned as he probed her pussy. His fucking tongue is as big as a prick! she 
thought, as the hot meat stuffed her. Christ! He's tongue-fucking my cunt! 
Oh, shit! 

"Lap my cunt, fella, tongue my hot pussy! Cream me, boy!" she cried. 

The doggy was into a steady lapping rhythm now, tonguing her soaking pussy 
frantically. His big snout pushed in as if he was trying to shove his whole 
head right up her cunt and lap her from the inside. She rubbed her pussy 
against his muzzle as his tongue delved and darted. 

A spasm shook the sexy redhead. She trembled all over. Her big tits swung 
from side to side and her ass jolted up and down. Foaming pussyjuice pumped 
out and the boxer lapped it up. His muzzle was coated with cream. 

Waves of ecstasy darted across her belly and shot up her sleek thighs, the 
separate waves crashing together in her cunt. Her clit was detonating. The 
waves came higher and faster as she climbed toward the crest. 

"Oh, fuck! I'm gonna come!" she cried. 

The dog may not have understood the words but he knew damned well that the 
woman was coming because he was slurping her come-cream up. His tongue flew 
up her cunt slot, his taste buds on fire, hungry for her hot pussy juice. 

"I'm fucking creaming!" Dorothy wailed. 

Her cunt melted and rippled as the spasms of bliss ripped through her. 
Pussyjuice flooded out on the dog's tongue. The dog yelped and whined as he 
lapped the tasty cream up. His big head shifted around, worrying her crotch, 
nipping gently in his frenzy, his tongue dipping into her coming fuck hole 
time and again. 

Dorothy peaked, then peaked again . . . and again. Cuntjuice kept pumping 
from her hot fuck hole in a deluge, a cascade. It was the tastiest snack 
that the doggy had ever had and he gulped the sweet pussyjuice down 
joyfully. 

Drained, the redhead dropped down onto her knees. The dog dipped his head so 
that he could keep on lapping her cunt as she collapsed. Dorothy smiled 
dreamily, her cheek flat on the floor. The dog had been horny to begin with 
and lapping her cunt had made the brute frenzied. He yelped and barked as he 
tongued away at her crotch and ass. His cock was thundering. 

Dorothy took a moment to recover. 

Then she twisted and sat up. The boxer stepped back, quivering, crazed by 
lust. She smiled at him. 

"Wanna come now, boy?" she asked. 

His prick lurched. His balls swelled up like over-inflated balloons, 
pulsing, threatening to explode. 

"You sure as shit deserve it," Dorothy told him. She started to reach out 
for his cock. Then she paused. With his balls so swollen, she knew that 
there was going to be dog jism squirting all over the fucking room. She 
didn't want to get her clothes soaked with the stuff. Dorothy loved jism but 
not when she had to wash it out of her blouse. She figured it would be a 
good idea if she were to take her clothes off before she milked the dog's 
prick. 

The dog watched her undress, his tongue hanging out, cunt-juice dripping 
from the tip and slathering his jowls. 

She tossed her skirt and blouse aside, not bothering to remove her stockings 
or garter-belt . . . not that a dumb dog could appreciate those sexy 
artificials. Then she called the dog to her. The boxer stepped gingerly up 
to her side, walking painfully because of his swollen balls. Dorothy was 
sitting with her ass on the floor and her legs apart. Since she was naked, 
she figured it would be nice to let the doggy shoot his hot load onto her 
body, to let him soak her belly and tits with his cream. She reached under 
him and cupped his balls in one hand. Christ, they were full! This is gonna 
be fun, she thought. She eyed the head of his prick. His big wedge of cock 
meat was dripping. The milky jism was running sluggishly down his fat prick 
knob and the sight made Dorothy more eager than ever to pump his load out. 

She folded her other fist around the root of his cock, then began to skim up 
and down. She stroked lightly at first, then tightened her grip and began to 
jack his prick with vigor. As her fist pushed down to his balls, dragging 
the hairy sheath back, the dog's cockhead flared out naked, and as she 
stroked back up his fuck rod, his hairy sheath curled up at the ledge behind 
his knob. She watched, fascinated. His cockhead was aimed at her tits. 

The boxer yelped and whimpered. His powerful haunches began to hump, driving 
his cock in and out, fucking through her fist. 

"Gonna shoot, boy?" she whispered, her voice husky. "Gonna blow your load on 
me, fella?" 

The dog woofed and whined, frantic, his hind legs scrambling on the carpet. 
He didn't know what was happening to him. The dog had never gotten his rocks 
off except in a bitch's cunt and he didn't understand what this human hand 
was capable of, but he knew that the sensation was heavenly. He humped, she 
pumped. 

"Shoot, fella! Shoot! Empty those big balls onto my tits!" cried the 
cock-loving, cum-loving woman. She was as eager to milk the dog's prick as 
he was to get it milked. 

His balls swelled even bigger in her hand and she felt his prick shaft 
expand in her fist. His knob was pumping in and out like a lung, his cock 
tip dripping with jism. 

"Yeah! Oh, yeah, squirt it out!" she gasped. 

The boxer threw his head back like a wolf howling at the moon. His bloated 
balls exploded. Dorothy could feel the thick sap come rushing up his cock 
shaft. She wailed with joy and her fist jerked down and a great geyser of 
yellow jism spurted from the head of the dog's prick. The thick cum splashed 
on her tits, soaking her. It ran like quicksilver up her cleavage and 
splattered on her stiff nipples. 

Dorothy was sobbing with the joy of milking doggy cock. She angled his 
cockhead lower, pumping quickly, and his second milky dose shot right into 
her crotch. Her cuntlips were gaping open and the doggy jism slid right up 
inside her fuckhole. She wailed as she felt his steaming jizz soak her cunt. 
The dog humped savagely, his prick surging up at a higher angle and his 
third thick spurt shot right into Dorothy's face. Her lips were parted as 
she panted and his cum splashed onto her tongue and into her mouth. She 
gasped, not expecting it, then swallowed, loving it. 

She moved her face closer and pumped another creamy jet out into her parted 
lips. Her whole face was soaked with dog cum and radiant with the joy of it. 

Dorothy pumped the doggy dry and the doggy hosed her tits and cunt and face 
with his jism. 

At last he stopped coming. The last drops left his cockhead in a trickle, 
running down onto her hand. 

She gave him a few more strokes to make sure that she had pumped out every 
precious drop of his cum. 

She licked her lips, amazed by what had happened and by how much she had 
enjoyed it. Shit, I swallowed dog cum! she thought, and that thought 
thrilled her to the core. 

She looked down at her naked body. Jism was dripping from her tits and the 
stuff had soaked her crotch. Ribbons ran down her belly and thighs. She 
licked her lips again. It tastes just like human cum, she thought, surprised 
by that fact. She brought her hand up to her lips and licked the jizz from 
her fingers, letting the thick cum run over her taste buds before she 
swallowed it. 

Dorothy was thrilled by her own depravity. Imagine, drinking dog jism! It 
wasn't as if she had sucked his cock . . . but still! The horny redhead 
scooped some cum up from her belly and tits, then brought that up to her 
lips, too, lapping it from her cupped palm like a cat at a cream bowl. Dog 
cum was delicious, all hot and thick and creamy. She loved the taste and the 
texture . . . and the idea of drinking the stuff. 

She saw that the dog's cock was still hard. His balls were no longer so 
swollen, but they hadn't really collapsed and his prick was still stiff as a 
board. She took it in her hand again, feeling it pulse. The dog eyed her 
expectantly. 

"Wanna come again, fella?" she asked. She had enjoyed jerking the brute off 
so much that she was glad to do it again. 

But her cunt was smoldering again, too. The dog knew that. He dipped his 
head into her crotch and slurped. 

"Yeah," she purred. "Lick me off again, and then I'll give you another 
hand-job!" she said. 

She fell back onto the floor, her knees raised and her thighs parted. She 
arched her back, tilting her cunt up. The boxer buried his snout into her 
groin, lapping away. 

But then he raised his head and moved up, stiff-legged, standing astride the 
woman. His cock loomed over her cunt. 

Christ! He wants to fuck me! she realized. 

And then the naughty redhead smiled wickedly. Her cunt was desperate for 
some cock and she wasn't likely to find a bigger, harder cock than this 
doggy had. 

Dorothy, surprising herself, decided to let the dog fuck her cunt! 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

The Great Dane had already fucked Judy's cunt-and her mouth, as well-and now 
that insatiable animal lover was getting the big brute ready for another 
session. His prick had come out of her pussy in a semi-hard state and Judy 
knew how to stiffen his big fuck tool up again. She slipped his prick head 
into her mouth and began to nurse on it. It was slippery with cum and 
cunt-juice and tasty as hell. Judy liked to suck on a soft prick, sometimes, 
rather than to take it into her mouth when it was already hard. It was nice 
to feel a soft cock start to swell and harden in her mouth. 

That was happening now. Jupiter was whining and panting as her lips and 
tongue worked on his prick, and his balls began to fill up again, while his 
fat cockshaft came up in a series of jolts. Soon enough the girl found 
herself with a mouthful of iron-hard cockmeat. She bobbed her head up and 
down, enjoying it so much that she was tempted to give the Great Dane 
another blowjob instead of a fuck. But her cunt was steaming and, too, she 
knew there was not all that much time left before Roger got home-although 
she had no idea that he was already on his way-and she knew from experience 
that the big doggy usually got his rocks off faster up her cunt than he did 
in her mouth. 

She had tongued and sucked all the cum and cunt-juice from his prick meat 
now and his big bloated cock knob was glistening with her saliva, instead. 
She took a last suck on his tasty slab of cockmeat, then a few last tongue 
strokes on his bulging prickhead, gave his balls a little lick . . . and got 
ready for a doggy style fucking. 

On her hands and knees, she turned away from the dog, presenting her ass to 
him. 

Jupiter ran his long, wet tongue up her smoldering cunt and on up into the 
crack of her ass. That felt so nice that, once again, the girl was tempted 
to carry on . . . and once again decided that it was more important to have 
another cuntful before Roger returned home and ended her doggy fucking for 
the day. 

She wriggled her ass around. 

"Hop on, Jupiter," she whimpered. "Shove your big doggy cock up my pussy and 
fuck my ass off!" 

Jupiter knew the routine, if not the exact words. He knew what Judy wanted 
when she wriggled her tasty ass around like that. The big brute gave a 
little yelp and mounted her, throwing his forepaws firmly around her hips 
and clinging to her up-thrust ass. She smiled happily as she felt the weight 
of the massive dog pressing against her asscheeks and back, and the heat of 
his breath on the back of her neck. 

Jupiter began to hump before his prick was properly fitted into her cunt. 
His fat cockhead bounced off the back of her thigh, then skimmed up the 
crack of her ass. He yelped with frustration. Judy reached back between her 
legs and she took his cock in her hand. She guided the tip into her cunt and 
began to move it up and down in her foaming cunt slot and slid it across her 
fuck button. 

The Great Dane held steady as she used his huge prick to stir her creamy 
pussy. 

Then she slipped his cockhead into her cunt and took her hand away. The dog 
braced his powerful haunches, tightened his grip around the girl's hips and 
shoved his cock into her, going in balls-deep with the first long, rippling 
stroke. 

"Ahhh," she sighed, with the pleasure of Finding her pussy once again full 
of dog cock. 

Jupiter trembled with the joy of having every inch of his long, thick cock 
bedded in soaking hot pussy, his big body rippling and his tail flashing 
from side to side. He held the full penetration for a moment. Then he pulled 
back. Her cunt sucked on his thick prick as it slid out of her fuckhole, 
wringing and clutching his cock meat. He pulled back until only the giant 
wedge-shaped prick head was stuck up her pussy, her cuntlips unpeeled around 
the red slab, then slammed his cock all the way up into her fuckhole again, 
stuffing her to the brim. 

"Oh!" she gasped as his cock filled her, then sighed with the pleasure of 
it. 

Judy fucked along with the Great Dane, moving in counterpoint. She pushed 
her cunt back to meet his thrusting cock, then twisted her hips as he 
withdrew. Her cunt muscles pulled and dragged on his cockmeat, closing in a 
series of rings that tightened on his prick from the root to the knob, as if 
she were jacking him off inside her pussy. Her cuntlips pulled out as they 
clung to his withdrawing cock and were stuffed back inside her as he plowed 
in. 

She lowered her ass, taking his cock in from above for a moment, then hiked 
up so that he was fucking his prick meat into her with long, underslung 
strokes, the whole length of his massive prick running across her fiery clit 
as it went in and out. She shuddered with the sensation of having his fat, 
hairy fuckrod brushing over her sensitive fuck button. She jerked her hips 
from side to side, letting him pour the prick to her from different angles, 
wanting every inch of her cunt to get stroked. His swollen cockhead was 
driving far up her tunnel of lust. It felt like a wad of molten iron in her 
guts and his fat cock shaft was wedging and prying in behind his prick knob 
like a heated crowbar. 

God, she loved dog cock! The cocks themselves were so much better than a 
man's as smooth-skinned prick. The hairy prick shafts stimulated as no 
hairless fuck rod could do. But more than that, she loved it because the dog 
loved it so. The Great Dane fucked her with more enthusiasm than a man . . . 
and a hell of a lot more energy. She loved to feel his weight crush down on 
her ass, his paws cling to her hips, to hear the dumb brute whimper and pant 
with mindless animal lust. 

His balls were swinging in and out, slapping against her crotch as his prick 
went in. Judy lowered her head, then lifted it again, squirming all the 
while. 

"Unghh!" she grunted as his cock slammed in. Then, as he drew back out, "Umm 
. . . " 

His cock came out with his hairy prick shaft coated and dripping with the 
girl's creamy cunt-juice. The cream dripped from his hot cock meat as it hit 
the open air, joining a stream of juice dribbling down from her crotch. His 
fat fuck rod hissed up her cunt-hole, vibrating, so stiff that it was aching 
as it plunged in to the depths of her pussy. 

Judy was almost ready to cream. She tried to hold back, to wait for the 
Great Dane, wanting to feel his hot jism spurt up her cunt before she let 
herself come. 

"Shoot it up me, Jupiter," she urged, panting, the words indistinct but the 
meaning clear. "Fill my cunt with dog jizz! Oh, shit! Squirt your cum up my 
pussy!" 

Jupiter seemed intent on doing just that, for he was fucking furiously, his 
hairy haunches a mere blur as they sped in and out, driving his cock 
balls-deep with every thrust. But the dog, although he was extremely potent, 
had already shot a load in her mouth and another load in her cunt, and his 
balls were not yet ready to explode again. His prick was iron hard and 
hammering into her like a thunderbolt but there was no jism to squirt from 
his massive fuck tool yet. 

Judy couldn't wait. She let her cunt go and her clit sparked and her 
cunt-juice melted like wax around his stiff fucker. Spasms of joy shook and 
rattled the girl. She cried out aloud as waves of ecstasy ripped through her 
pussy. As the Great Dane's rigid prick filled her, cunt-juice poured out and 
washed down her hairy crotch. His prick was stuffing her so full that he was 
pumping the cum out of her. Wailing and moaning, she churned her ass, and 
her hips worked like pistons as the girl worked her orgasm off in a series 
of explosive peaks. 

She slowed slightly, but kept humping. 

The dog was humping as fast and as hard as ever. He may have realized that 
his mistress had climaxed but it wasn't important to the dog. He was 
desperate to come again, himself. He fucked on with energy and vitality and 
gusto. His cock swelled bigger and bigger and his balls were expanding as 
they filled up with another load. 

Judy's cunt had cooled a bit after she came . . . but not for long. The 
dog's thundering cock was bringing the horny girl right back up toward the 
peak again. 

Maybe they would come together the next time, she thought. She hoped so. 
Coming felt better when the dog was squirting his cock juice into her cunt 
as it spasmed. 

She glanced at her watch and was happy to see that they still had plenty of 
time before Roger got home. Jupiter was feeding her lightning strokes now . 
. . it couldn't take much longer. She pushed back to meet him, moaning as 
his cock plunged in. 

Jupiter growled and yelped, his spine twisting into an S shape as he stabbed 
his cock up her juicy fuck hole frantically, desperate to get his rocks off 
again. 

"Come, Jupiter," she coaxed, softly. Her climax was already rising toward 
the crest again and she was yearning for the dog to spurt hot jism into her 
as she creamed. 

Then, to her horror, she heard the front door open. 

"Honey? I'm home and horny!" Roger called cheerfully. 

"Oh, my God," Judy gasped, reaching back. She grabbed the dog by the balls, 
trying desperately to pull his prick out of her cunt before Roger discovered 
them. If she could get the fucking dog's cock out of her cunt, she could 
pretend that she was naked because she had been waiting for Roger to get 
home . . . and if he noticed that Jupiter had a hard-on, she could laugh it 
off. 

But she couldn't get his fucking prick out! 

Jupiter was rising toward a wild crest and nothing was going to dislodge his 
prick before he emptied it. His forepaws clung to her hips remorselessly as 
he fucked on in a savage fury. His prick was glued to her cunt by his 
passion. 

Judy tried to crawl away from the dog. Hopping on his hindlegs, he followed, 
still fucking into her pussy frantically. 

"Honey? You home?" Roger called. 

Oh, sweet shit! the dismayed girl thought. What the fuck am I gonna do now? 

She realized that there was only one way to get the Great Dane's cock out of 
her cunt, and that was to get his balls emptied. She began to fuck again for 
all she was worth, her ass and hips flying back and forth as the dumb brute 
rammed into her. 

"Come!" she rasped. "Come you fucking animal! Jesus-get your rocks off, 
please!" 

The dog woofed and whined . . . and fucked on. 

Judy could hear Roger coming down the hallway. The dog could no doubt hear 
him approach, as well. But Jupiter was just that, a dog, and he had no idea 
that he was doing something he shouldn't be doing. Dogs don't understand 
about bestiality, being beasts. 

His hairy prick flew up her cunt, tilting her ass high into the air, tossing 
her hips from side to side like a bull tossing a matador on his horns. Judy 
tried her damnedest. She humped and she made her cunt muscles ripple and she 
pleaded, "Please, please come!" 

But to no avail. 

Roger walked in the door, smiling . . . and then he stopped smiling very 
quickly. 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

Roger's jaw dropped wide open and his eyes bulged out like hard-boiled eggs. 
It took a moment for the reality of what he was looking at to register, and 
then his face darkened like a thundercloud. Although he had had an affair 
with Judy while he was still married, and although he had succumbed to his 
redheaded secretary's charms that very day, Roger was still not a worldly 
man. It was understandable that he would be shocked at finding his mistress 
on the floor, with a dog cock stuck up her cunt. 

He was furious and disgusted, outraged and scandalized. His girlfriend was 
cheating on him . . . with a fucking dog! Judy, whom he adored, was a 
depraved dog fucker! Rage filled the man. 

Judy shot him a pleading glance, begging silently for his understanding or 
forgiveness. Then, seeing his furious expression, she buried her face in her 
hands. She gazed at him through splayed fingers, wondering what she could 
say to explain the situation. 

Jupiter was still fucking her but he had slowed down now that she had 
stopped moving. He enjoyed her cunt more and more when the woman was humping 
under him and he was waiting for her to start moving again, not knowing that 
anything was amiss. 

"You fucking bitch," Roger grated. 

Judy flinched. 

"You dog-fucking bitch!" 

"Roger, forgive me!" she wailed. 

"Like hell!" 

His fury was genuine . . . but so was his hard-on. Roger had come home 
horny, with his prick stiff, anyhow, and the sight of Judy getting fucked by 
her Great Dane, although it disgusted the man, had also turned his cock to 
stone. Rival emotions raged through him. He was filled with rage, but he was 
also filled with lust. No matter what, he had to get his cock and balls 
emptied now! 

Moving into the room, he opened his pants and hauled his cock and balls out. 
He advanced cock first. 

Judy found this encouraging. 

"Oh, yes, darling, I'm dying for you to fuck me," she said. Then she tried 
to look as demure as possible, under the circumstances. "I'm afraid you'll 
have to wait for Jupiter to finish first, though . . . we'll never get him 
out of my pussy until he comes." 

Roger glared. He was looking at her crotch, where the dog's huge hairy cock 
was slowly sliding in and out. 

"Tramp!" he snarled. "Do you think I'd fuck you after a dog's cock has been 
up your cunt? Do you think I'd shoot my jism where a dog has already 
creamed?" 

"Ohhhh!" she wailed. 

"I'll never fuck your cunt again," he growled, his emotions tumbling around 
between rage and lust. He moved up in front of her, his jaw set with 
determination. 

"Open your fucking mouth!" he snapped. 

Judy didn't think it would be wise to tell him that the dog had fucked her 
in the mouth, too. And if. he really meant it about never fucking her cunt, 
she didn't give a shit. He could fuck her mouth, instead, as long as he 
continued to support her. 

"Oh yes, darling . . . let me suck you off," she purred. 

Roger couldn't resist the offer, despite his anger. He knelt down in front 
of the girl, his cock looming out toward her flushed face, a tower of 
throbbing prickmeat. His cockhead was so hot that it was bright red and 
drooling heavily. 

"Suck it!" he snarled. 

Judy was on all fours again. She craned her neck out and licked at his hairy 
balls, then began to tongue up his throbbing cockshaft toward his aching 
knob. 

Roger watched her tongue slide on his prickmeat. The Great Dane looked over 
her shoulder, slightly puzzled, wondering why she had stopped fucking under 
him. Man and dog, for a moment, stared at each other across the arched back 
of the woman they were sharing. Roger looked away first, embarrassed. 

The dog wasn't embarrassed, at all. Being a dog, he wasn't even jealous. He 
couldn't blame the man for putting his prick in Judy's mouth. The dog knew 
how good that felt. 

Judy was starting to enjoy the situation. It was exciting to have a cock at 
both ends, she knew. She was sorry that Roger had caught her fucking the 
Great Dane but that couldn't be helped. It was no good crying over spilt 
milk . . . or spilt cum, as it were. 

Her ass and hips began to move again, slowly and sinuously rotating under 
the dog's belly. Her tongue slid up and down on Roger's fat cock, tracing 
along the dark, pounding vein, lapping him from his balls to his knob and 
then fluttering against the underside of that big globe of his seamed 
cockhead, where it spread out from the shaft. "Ummmmmm, yummy," she purred, 
slurping. 

Roger groaned, his anger ebbing away as the wonderful talents of her tongue 
tilted him toward desire. He thrust his belly out, shoving his cock into her 
face as she lapped at it. He placed his hands on either side of her face, 
holding her steady, and humped his prick up and down over her lips. She 
kissed his cockmeat and lapped at it some more, her saliva dripping from his 
fiery fuckrod. 

"Suck it," he rasped. "Get the fucker in your mouth!" 

Judy kissed the tip of his cock, and then let her lips part around it, 
feeding it into her mouth. Roger groaned, trembling. Her lips began to pull 
up and down on his fat prick-shaft while her tongue danced against the 
underside, bathing him with slobber. 

Her ass began to grind faster now, inspired by that mouthful she went back 
to work on the cuntful, too. 

If Roger noticed that she was humping the dog again, he was in no condition 
to object. The man might well have been disgusted by Judy's depravity, but 
his desire controlled him now. He threw his head and shoulders back, arching 
his body, thrusting his cock out into her face. Her lips pulled and dragged 
on his cockhead, sucking and nursing. Then she began to take more of his 
prickshaft into her mouth, bobbing down on him, taking his knob back into 
her throat. Little muffled gurgles came from her lips as she mouthed his 
cockmeat. 

"Ahhhhh . . . yeah! Swallow the fucking thing," Roger groaned. 

He ground his cock into her mouth, holding her head between his palm and 
working his prickmeat in to the roots. Her nose nestled in his pubic patch 
and her chin rubbed against his bloated balls as she hungrily swallowed his 
delicious cockmeat. 

As her head bobbed down, her ass tilted up, and as her lips pulled back up 
Roger's cock, sucking in every precious inch of his big fucktool, her ass 
dipped back down. Jupiter was pouring his prickmeat to her pussy with vigor, 
getting frantic again now that the woman was moving under him. 

His long, thick, hairy prick plunged into her cunt and his balls swung in to 
slap against her crotch. Cuntjuice ran onto his bloated ball-sac, glistening 
milky white on the hairy sac. His cock hissed up her fuckhole, and as he 
pulled out, her cunt sucked loudly on his prick, slurping, as if echoing the 
sounds that her lips were making on Roger's cockmeat at the other end of 
this bizarre threesome. 

Judy, cock-loving bitch that she was, was in seventh heaven, dreamily 
sucking on one prick while another one fucked her cunt. Nothing could be 
better than this, she thought . . . well, one thing, maybe. She would rather 
have been doing it with two dogs, instead of a man and a dog. Still, she 
couldn't complain. Roger's cock was tasty. 

Groaning, Roger fucked into her hot no mouth, his ass corkscrewing as he fed 
his cockmeat to her. She swallowed his prick hungrily as the dog pumped his 
prick up her cunt. Their two cocks were so long, stuffing her so well, that 
she wondered if their cockheads might not be meeting somewhere in the middle 
of her belly, gently bumping together so that she was transfixed like a pig 
on a spit, roasting over the internal fires of lust. 

Roger's cock was flowing, his thick, creamy pre-cum seeping into her tongue 
and into her cheeks. She swished the delicious jism around in her mouth as 
she nursed on his cockmeat, sucking more cum out. The dog's cock was 
dripping, too, as his climax approached. She could feel thick ribbons of 
cock cum running into her cunt, silver streaks that blended with her 
cunt-juice. 

The dog hauled her back by the hipbones, dragging her mouth up Roger's thick 
cock, then fucked into her, driving her forward so that she was swallowing 
the man's cock again. 

Judy started to cream and to salivate at the same time, coming in her mouth 
as well as her cunt. Her tongue was tingling as much as her stiff fuck 
button. 

"Umpff!" she gasped, as Roger's cockhead clogged her throat and his balls 
jammed against her chin. Her lips pulled slowly up his cockshaft and 
slobber, streaked with jism, ran down the naked shaft. She bobbed down 
again, slurping the juice back into her mouth hungrily, taking every inch of 
his prick into her mouth and down her throat. 

The dog slammed his hairy prick into her cunt furiously, his backbone 
twisting as he tucked his loins into her crotch and buried his boner in the 
throbbing warmth of her cunt. 

The Great Dane howled. 

A second later, Roger howled like a dog, himself. 

Judy ducked her head down and shoved her ass back, tingling all over, 
yearning to be shot full of cum at both ends. The Great Dane plunged in and 
his steaming jism jetted into the depths of her cunt. At the same moment, 
Roger hosed her throat with his creamy load. Judy gasped and gurgled in 
ecstasy. The dog poured load after load of cum up her cunt and Roger 
whitewashed her tonsils and creamed her throat. Her mouth filled up with cum 
and her cunt was overflowing with the creamy stuff. Jism ran down her chin 
and pumped out of her pussy. 

Judy, wild with passion, fucked and sucked in a frenzy as the man and the 
dog poured spurt after spurt of cum into her mouth and cunt in with volcanic 
fury. The cock-crazed girl gulped hot jism down hungrily as her cunt soaked 
cum up as fast as the doggy could squirt the stuff into her fuckhole. 

She milked Roger to the bone, swallowing and sucking, emptying his balls, 
while the big Great Dane plunged on and on, draining his own animal lust 
into her pussy. 

Roger moaned and fell back, his cock slipping out of her lips. She sucked at 
the air for a moment, too maddened by passion to realize that she no longer 
had a mouthful of coming cock. Then she concentrated on the other end, 
churning her ass about as the dog poured the last spurts of his jism up her 
cunt. 

Jupiter whined and pulled his prick out of her. A foaming wash of cum and 
cunt-juice poured out from her vacated fuckhole. Come was running across her 
lips and down her chin. Judy sighed as a final spasm shook her loins. 

She sank down on the floor, smiling with total contentment. The dog gave her 
crotch a few tongue strokes, as if thanking her cunt for letting him fuck 
it. Then, exhausted at last, the big doggy walked over to the corner and 
curled up, instantly falling asleep. His cock slowly softened and retracted 
back into its hairy sheath. He whimpered with some vague doggy dream, 
chasing rabbits or pussy, who could say? 

Roger sat up. His cock was still stiff. The man had been so inspired by the 
sight of his beloved mistress getting fucked by the Great Dane that his 
hard-on refused to subside. 

He gazed at Judy, seeing that she was smiling. He saw his cum on her lips. 
But there was other cum on her cunt, a creamy lather of doggy jism. How 
could she smile? How dare she? Did the woman have no shame? 

Roger, with an icy tingle, knew then that Judy had been fucking the dog for 
a long time, that it had not been a single incident that he had interrupted 
but that girl and dog were having an affair. Anger and jealousy rushed in 
again. He felt cheated on, cuckolded, made a fool of, debased by the girl's 
bestiality. How many times had he sucked her cunt while it was full of dog 
cum? he wondered. The thought made him sick . . . and horny, too. Could he 
ever forgive the bitch? Would she swear to never fuck the dog again? And if 
she did, could he believe her? Roger didn't know. It was a thing that he 
would have to decide later, after the initial shock had worn off. 

Not being a man of the world, Roger was truly confused by the affair, by the 
fact that the girl he loved was inclined to fuck dogs. Roger had never even 
imagined such a thing and now, with certain knowledge of it, the man 
supposed that Judy was probably the only girl in the world that got fucked 
by dogs. 

But Roger still had that big hard-on. 

He gazed at Judy. He wanted to fuck her and he didn't want to fuck her . . . 
not until she had a bath, at least. Then he thought about his sexy 
secretary. He wished he had fucked her before he left the office, instead of 
being faithful to Judy. 

Was Dorothy still at the office? 

Roger decided that he would go back and see. If Dorothy was still there, he 
would fuck her cunt. He would be killing two birds with one stone, getting 
revenge on Judy and getting his rocks off. He jammed his prick back into his 
trousers and got up. He hoped that Dorothy had not left the office. 

And, of course, Dorothy had not. 

 CHAPTER NINE 

Unlike Judy, Dorothy was not experienced in the art of doggy fucking and she 
wasn't quite sure how to go about it. She thought about getting on her hands 
and knees, like a bitch, and letting the boxer mount her from behind, but 
she also wondered if it would be possible to do it face to face. She liked 
the idea. She was thrilled by her own naughtiness and she wanted to be able 
to look at the dog while he fucked her, to see how her cunt was affecting 
the horny brute. 

The brawny dog was standing over her, his hard prick jutting out over her 
belly. Dorothy reached up and she stroked his prickshaft with one hand, 
fingering the knob with the other. It vibrated in her grip, hard as a rock 
and throbbing with lust. 

She levered his thick fuckrod down, tapping the hot knob against her belly 
and into her belly button. Then she drew him higher up along her body and 
began to rub his cockhead against her tits and nipples, using it to caress 
herself. 

The boxer whimpered, squirming. 

Dorothy slid his prick up her cleavage, holding her big tits clamped around 
his fat fuckrod with both hands and shifting her thumbs back and forth 
across her stiff nipples. 

The dog humped, fucking her between her tits. 

"Ummmm . . . go ahead, boy, hump my tits," she purred. She arched her back, 
thrusting her tits up. The dog heaved, sliding his long, hairy prick up that 
smooth, soft tunnel of titflesh. His naked cockhead came squeezing out from 
her cleavage, onto her breastbone. A trail of silver jism was laid in the 
wake of his fat cock knob. 

Dorothy tilted her head down so that she could watch the dog's cockhead 
emerge from between her tits, dripping with cum, then vanish back into her 
tit crack. Her chin rested on her breastbone. Her eyes glowed and she licked 
her lips. The dog's prick squeezed out again and Dorothy lifted her chin 
slightly, letting his fat cockhead slide up into the hollow of her throat. 
As he drew back, her chin lowered again. This time, as his cockhead slid up 
her breastbone, she didn't lift her chip out of the way. Instead, she pushed 
her tongue out, meeting the head of his cock, lapping hungrily at his 
dripping cockmeat. The dog whined when he felt her tongue caressing his 
smoking-hot prickmeat and the girl gave a little whimper of joy, as well. 

His cock plowed in and out of her tit cleavage and she tongued his naked red 
prick knob each time it came sliding up her breastbone. Doggy cum soaked her 
tongue. 

"Yummy," she purred. She was quite amazed at herself for licking the dog's 
prick. She had never considered bestiality before today and she was 
impressed by her own naughtiness. Licking his cock seemed to be even more 
depraved than letting the dog fuck her cunt, she thought . . . and depravity 
was always thrilling to the lusty redhead. His prick was damned tasty, too. 

Her nimble tongue swiped and licked all over the swollen wedge of the dog's 
cockhead, lapping up the cum that was dripping from his us pisshole and 
slathering his prickmeat with saliva, instead. 

The dog humped frantically, his stubby little tail stiff behind his pumping 
ass, but not nearly as stiff as the fat prick he was sliding up and down 
between her tits and onto her tongue. 

Dorothy opened her mouth, and when the dog's cock slid up again, she took 
the hot meat into her lips, sucking on it greedily. Her eyes narrowed with 
lust and desire. Dog prick was simply delicious, hot and slippery and 
throbbing. She loved the taste and the texture and the way that cum trickled 
out and the way that her mouth was making the brawny boxer quiver and whine. 

Loving cock as much as she did, Dorothy wondered why on earth she had not 
discovered the joys of dog prick before today? There were hundreds of dogs 
roaming the city, eager to get their cocks milked. Think of all those lost 
opportunities! The redhead knew that she would be sucking and fucking with a 
lot of dogs, now that she had started. Promiscuous with men, she intended to 
be promiscuous with the animal kingdom, as well. She might even buy herself 
a dog, so that she would have a steady supply of canine cock available at 
all times! 

She wondered which breed of doggy had the biggest prick. She would have to 
check on that, but for the moment she was perfectly happy with the boxer's 
big fuck tool. 

He kept on fucking her between the tits, and she let his cockhead slip into 
her mouth each time it surged up. She nursed on his swollen prickmeat and 
her tongue bathed it. 

She wondered if she should let the doggy come in her mouth. The thought of 
sucking the animal off was thrilling. But she wanted to get fucked, as well. 
Dorothy didn't know much about dogs and she wasn't sure how many times a 
doggy could come in a single session. She was sorry that she had wasted his 
first cum-load on a hand-job. His prickmeat was delicious and her mouth 
savored it and yearned for his cream, but her neglected pussy was steaming 
and smoldering, too. 

She decided to let the doggy fuck her cunt first and then, if he still had a 
hard-on, she would give him a blowjob. 

She gave his cockhead a last slurp, then pushed the dog back down along her 
arched belly. 

The dog growled, disappointed at finding his cock removed from her cleavage 
and mouth. But the growl was more expectant than threatening. He seemed to 
sense that this horny woman was not going to deny him. 

Dorothy parted her thighs wide and placed the head of the dog's cock between 
her parted cuntlips. He stood rigid, panting, his prick throbbing in her 
pussy. Dorothy hiked her ass up, lifting her cunt into the right position 
for frontal dog fucking. 

"Put it up me, fella," she whimpered. "Oh, shit! Get it up my hot cunt!" 

The boxer braced his haunches, his trembling ass lowering, his bloated balls 
dragging on the carpet. Then he shoved his prick up into her cunt, burying 
his long furry fuckrod to the hilt. 

"Oh!" she cried, as his thick cockmeat stuffed her. 

The doggy blinked, amazed at how wonderful a human pussy felt around his 
thundering cock. Her cunt muscles were rippling up and down his prickshaft 
and sucking on his cockhead. She rolled her pelvis from side to side. Her 
thighs clamped around his haunches, embracing his loins. Cuntjuice trickled 
out and seeped into the crack of her upraised ass as she squirmed on his 
prick. 

"Fuck!" she moaned. "C'mon, you dumb dog! Fuck me!" 

The boxer began to hump, shoveling his hot cockmeat into her smoldering cunt 
with long, rippling strokes. Dorothy met him with equal vigor, her hips 
jolting down and her ass churning wildly as her cunt took dog cock with 
enthusiasm. 

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she wailed, gasping the word out each time the boxer 
plunged his cock into her. She tilted her ass higher, taking his cock in on 
an underslung stroke, then tucked her loins back down so that his hairy 
prickshaft ran across her frenzied fuck button as it went in and out of her 
soaking cunthole. She whipped her crotch around and swung her ass from side 
to side. The dog rode her with gusto. Dorothy had already done the first 
half of the job with her tongue and lips and tits and the horny doggy was 
rapidly rising toward his release. As his cock slammed up her fuckhole and 
skimmed over her clit, the redhead began to rise toward the crest, as well. 

She began to tremble all over, as waves of ecstasy coursed through her 
loins. 

"Come! Fuck! Come up my cunt!" she babbled, longing to feel' that steaming 
dog cum pour into her pussy. 

The boxer fucked in savagely, his big balls dragging along the carpet as he 
buried his boner. His haunches were a yellow blur. He was fucking her faster 
than any man had ever done and his hairy prick was filling her cunt to the 
brim. The dog humped so fast that Dorothy did not know if he was coming or, 
going, thrusting or withdrawing. Her cunt seemed to be full constantly. 

She gurgled and gasped with the blissful sensation of having a dog's prick 
driving into the depths of her steaming cunt. A spasm shook her. She was 
starting to climax. 

"Shoot up me!" she cried. 

The dog yelped and whipped his prickmeat into her cunt. e 

"Squirt your cum up my pussy!" 

Dorothy's cunt was melting. Her whole body vibrated and shook as she neared 
the peak. Then the dog made a deep rumbling sound in his throat and she felt 
his loins tense between her thighs. , "Oh, yes!" she cried, knowing he was 
about to come. 

The dog's big balls exploded and his thick jism came spurting from his naked 
cockhead, hosing Dorothy's pussy with cock juice. She cried out, almost 
screaming. Her cunt rippled and spasmed and her pussyjuice flooded out as 
the dog filled her fuckhole with cum. 

He poured dose after dose up her cunt and each time the girl felt another 
hot load of doggy jism shoot into her, she spasmed and more cunt-juice 
poured out. Her ass flew wildly about and her hips jolted like pistons as 
the boxer kept on slamming his cockmeat into her cunt and filling her with 
his cum. 

He emptied his cock and balls and the horny redhead writhed through a 
multiple orgasm. 

At last, the dog stopped fucking and stood over her, panting, his prick 
still stuck up her cunt. Dorothy squirmed around on his big cock for another 
moment, working off a final spasm. Then she stopped moving, too. They 
remained stuck together. 

She gave a tentative squeeze with her cunt muscles. 

The dog's cock was still big and hard inside her and Dorothy smiled with 
delight. 

She was going to get to enjoy a mouthful, after all. 

 CHAPTER TEN 

With little wriggling motions of her pelvis, Dorothy pulled her soaking cunt 
off the boxer's fat prick. The knob popped out and snapped up, still fat and 
hard. The dog seemed dazed, swinging his big blunt head from side to side, 
his tongue hanging out. 

Dorothy rolled onto her hip, gazing at his cock and balls. His balls were 
not as big as they had been, she noticed, but his cock was as huge as ever 
and she felt sure that the horny doggy would be able to come again, with 
proper stimulation. There was no hurry about it. Dorothy loved to suck 
pricks and she wanted to enjoy a prolonged, leisurely feast on his cockmeat 
before, eventually, she drank his jism. 

She was tempted to have the dog mount her again and fuck her in the mouth. 

But then she decided that it would be nicer to blow the brute in a more 
relaxed fashion, since they had already enjoyed such a frenzied fuck with 
the doggy on top. 

She took him by the hips and pulled him down onto his flank. His hind legs 
danced in the air. He lay on his side with his long hairy cock jutting up 
along his belly. 

Dorothy got on her hands and knees, at right angles to the reclining dog, 
her radiant face poised before his prick. She gazed at his cockmeat, 
savoring the anticipation of that meaty feast. Then she flicked her tongue 
over his cockhead. 

"Ummmmm," she purred. 

The dog's prick tasted even better, now that it had been soaked in her 
creamy pussy. She lapped cum and cunt-juice from his knob. His cock twitched 
and pulsed. She shifted her head down and began to lap at his ball-sac, 
feeling his balls jiggle around under the loose skin and knowing those balls 
would soon fill up again, under the gentle inducement of her tongue and 
lips. 

The dog whimpered, humping sideways, his hairy prick skimming across her 
lips. She sucked on the underside, playing his prick as if it were a hairy 
flute. Her lips moved back and forth from knob to balls, sucking cunt-juice 
from his fuckrod. She kissed his bail-sac again, grateful to that big sac 
for the cum it had poured up her pussy and the cum it would soon provide for 
her hungry mouth. 

She lapped under his balls and then slid up and tongued his asshole, lapping 
under his stubby tail, abandoned to animal lust. The dog whined and 
whimpered, his flanks heaving. 

She moved back to his balls, lingering there for a few moments, then lapped 
back up his cock to the naked knob. She licked his hot prickmeat with her 
tongue, drooling onto it, her taste buds tingling. Her mouth was watering 
for his cock and cum. 

She took his flaring cockhead into her mouth and began to suck on the hot 
wedge, her cheeks hollowing in and her lips collaring him around his 
prickshaft. 

Her head was down in his groin and her ass was sticking up in the air as she 
knelt there, happily sucking away. 

That was the sight that greeted Roger as he came through the office door. 

Eager to get his cock stuck up the redhead's cunt, Roger had hurried back, 
leaving his unfaithful mistress and her dog still lying, exhausted, on the 
floor. Roger was still astounded by what he had discovered. He would never 
for a moment believe that a woman, any woman, would have sex with a dog. His 
future was uncertain. He wasn't sure if he could forgive Judy or not. But 
the immediate future was definite-the man had to get some pussy. 

Then he walked in and found Dorothy sucking the dog's prick. He stood in the 
doorway, astonished. What in the fuck was happening in his world? Was this 
all some wild erotic dream? 

As he watched the redhead's lips and tongue work on the dog's naked 
cockhead, he was filled with lust and amazement. Dorothy hadn't noticed him 
yet. He saw her face was radiant with pleasure as she sucked with rapture on 
the dog's big cock. How could a woman suck a dog's cock? he wondered. It 
seemed even worse than fucking a dog, in a way. He could sort of understand 
why a dog cock would feel good stuffing a cunt and running in and out over a 
trembling clit, but to take it in the mouth seemed even more depraved. He 
just stood there, stunned. 

But his cock was on the rampage. 

And since he was not in love with Dorothy, as he was with Judy, he did not 
suffer the pangs of anger and jealousy this time. He felt only astonishment 
and desire. 

He moved into the room and closed the door. Judy looked up when she heard 
the door close, not taking her mouth off the dog's prick. She blushed when 
she realized that her boss had caught her blowing a dog. But Dorothy was not 
a shy girl and she had few inhibitions and, anyhow, she told herself, it was 
all Roger's fault. If the stupid asshole had fucked her, she wouldn't be 
making it with a 

Still, he was her boss and she knew it was better to treat the man with 
respect. 

She pulled her lips off the dog's cockhead. "Hi, boss," she said as 
cheerfully as she could. He nodded, stiffly. Then she saw the tremendous 
bulge in the front of his pants and she grinned. 

"If you wanna wait until I get this fucking dog's cock milked, I'll suck you 
off, next," she offered. 

But Roger was not about to put his precious prick into a mouth where a dog's 
cock had been fucking . . . and coming. 

Had the dog fucked her cunt, too? 

Roger wanted some cunt . . . he figured it was better not to ask if the dog 
had preceded him. 

He opened his fly and his cock came rushing out like a lust-crazed bull 
looking for soft flesh into which to gouge its horn . . . looking for a 
ready made wound to gore. 

Dorothy's eyes were glued to her boss' cock and her mouth was still glued to 
the dog's cock. She looked very happy, her lips curving up in a smile around 
the big slab of cockhead on which she was sucking. Her eyes gleamed 
impishly. She wriggled her ass from side to side and her head bobbed up and 
down. Roger was kicking his pants and undershorts off. As he balanced on one 
foot, his cock swung around in front of him like a derrick. It looked big 
and hard enough to lift cargo on the waterfront. The knob glistened with 
pre-cum and throbbed. 

Dorothy drew her lips up to the tip of the boxer's cockhead, lifting her 
eyebrows. She said, "You gonna wait for my mouth, boss? Or you wanna fuck me 
up the ass again?" 

"I want your fucking cunt," he rasped. 

"Ohhhhh, what a good idea!" Dorothy exclaimed. She had no idea why Roger had 
changed his mind but she was pleased that he had. She guessed that the 
unworldly man had probably been turned on by the sight of a dog's prick in 
her mouth . . . never for a moment realizing that he had also seen dog cock 
up his mistress' cunt. But it didn't make any difference to the horny 
redhead. She didn't give a shit why her boss had changed his mind about 
fucking her-as long as he did it. She wriggled her juicy ass around 
invitingly. If she had had a tail, she would have been wagging it. 

"Yeah, fuck my cunt, boss" she purred. "Put your prick in me doggy fashion!" 
She giggled at that, at the idea of the man fucking her like a dog while she 
gave the dog a blowjob in a more human position. It seemed ironic. And 
erotic, as well, because to a woman like Dorothy, two cocks were always 
better than one. 

Roger advanced, prick-first, his gaze moving between her cock-filled mouth 
and her flooded pussy. 

"Fuck my cunt while I finish sucking off this fucking dog prick," the 
redhead whimpered, her lips moving on the dog's meaty cock knob as if it 
were a hairy microphone. 

A slippery drop of jism ran down the red meat of the boxer's cockhead, 
creamy and frothy. Dorothy purred and her lips sucked gently, slurping that 
cum into her mouth. 

"Ummmmm," she sighed. 

Roger saw her throat work as the woman swallowed. The sight caused his cock 
to thunder. Roger thought it was absolutely disgusting for a woman to drink 
dog jism . . . and absolutely thrilling, as well. His thighs were trembling 
and his knees felt watery. His head spun about. All of the man's vitality 
seemed to have rushed into his cock and balls, his very being centered 
there. 

He knelt down behind Dorothy's ass. He watched her lips work lovingly on the 
dog's flaring cockhead. Roger was as abandoned to lust as the redhead was, 
by this time. He bent down and ran his tongue up the tight crack of her ass, 
then dipped it up her asshole. She murmured with pleasure. As she hummed, 
the dog's cock vibrated. Roger slid lower and began to use his tongue on her 
flooded cunt, slurping up her pussy slit and across her taut fuck bud. 

Dorothy ground her ass against his forehead and worked her cunt against his 
mouth. But he had already eaten her out and she wanted to get fucked now. 
She said, "Jesus! Feed me some cock!" 

Roger lingered for a moment, enjoying a few last sucks and laps on her 
pussy. 

Her cunt was even creamier than it had been when he had sucked it before, 
and the man couldn't help but wonder if Dorothy's pussy was full of doggy 
cum. How could he tell? He had no idea what doggy cum tasted like. He 
figured it was better not to know. 

He lifted his head and shoulders up, his jaws dripping with cunt-juice. His 
face contorted with passion. He folded his fist around the hilt of his cock 
and guided his aching prickhead into her hairy pussy. Her cuntlips caressed 
his prickmeat, rippling and sucking. Roger slowly pushed his prick up her 
pussy, going in to the root. His bloated balls jammed against her crotch and 
his belly hugged her ass. 

Dorothy squealed with pleasure as she felt her cunt fill up with hot, hard 
cock. Her cunt muscles pulled on him. Then she began to hump her ass up and 
down, fucking herself on his cock even before Roger had started to move. 

He held steady for a few moments, letting the redhead use his prick like a 
dildo, enjoying the way she was sliding her pussy up and down on the 
stationary fucktool. Then he gripped her by the hipbones, as if they were 
handles, and began to fuck her. His ass corkscrewed as he slammed his 
cockmeat into her. He dipped down and fed her an underslung stroke that ran 
across her clit, then rose higher and fucked down into her from above, 
changing the angle with every plunge. 

He grunted as he rammed his prick into her and Dorothy whimpered with joy as 
his prickmeat stuffed her cunt to the brim. She had been nursing very gently 
on the dog's cockhead while she waited for Roger to start fucking her pussy. 
Now she began to work on the doggy's prick with renewed vigor and 
enthusiasm. 

Roger looked over her shoulder, watching her blow the dog while he fucked 
his prick into her cunt. 

His hands gripped her hipbones, turning her ass and crotch from side to 
side, lifting her higher and then letting her crotch slide down onto his 
prick as he jolted it. He slid his hands up and cupped her plump tits as 
they dangled under her. Her nipples exploded in his palms. He stroked up and 
down her sides, squeezing her tits, then gripping her hips again. 

Dorothy began to bob her head up and down on the doggy's cock, taking more 
of his long, hairy prickshaft into her mouth all the while. His fiery 
cockhead slid back into her throat and her lips collared his thick fuckrod. 
She drew up, sucking in every precious inch. With just his cock knob in her 
mouth, she nursed and sucked. Then she bobbed down again. Each time that 
Roger pushed his prick up her pussy, Dorothy bobbed her head down on the 
boxer's cock and then, as Roger withdrew, she slurped back up to the flaring 
knob. 

Saliva poured down the dog's cock and pooled up on his balls, and cunt-juice 
flooded from her pussy, soaking Roger's cock and balls and lathering her 
hairy crotch. 

The dog was yelping and humping, his haunches dragging sideways across the 
carpet as he fucked into Dorothy's sucking mouth and slid his cockhead into 
her throat. 

Roger was panting as he fucked in and out of her juicy cunt, fucking her 
steadily, increasing the pace with every thrust. 

Dorothy gurgled happily, suspended between two wonderful pricks, not sure 
which end of this coupling was bringing her the most pleasure. Her mouth was 
as hot as her cunt. 

Her lips slurped, her tongue squished, and her pussy sucked greedily on 
Roger's cock. She had the dog's balls cupped in one hand and, reaching back 
between her legs, she grasped Roger's ball-sac in the other hand, squeezing 
gently, coaxing him to come. 

She pulled her lips up to the very tip of the dog's big cockhead and 
whimpered, "Squirt it up my cunt, boss. Shit, shoot your cum up my pussy! 
This fucking dog is gonna cream in my mouth!" 

Roger groaned, inspired by her erotic words. He saw silvery cum run down the 
dog's red cockhead. Then she bobbed down again, sucking that cum up and 
replacing it with her saliva. 

"Ummmm . . .ummmm . . .ummmmmm . . . " she purred. "Fucking hell! I'm gonna 
swallow the dog's jizz!" 

The dog howled and his whole body trembled. 

Dorothy gasped. 

Roger fucked into her and stared over her shoulder. He saw the dog's jism 
spurt into her mouth. The creamy stuff overflowed her hips and ran down her 
chin. She gasped and gurgled and gulped the cock juice down ravenously. More 
cum spurted out, hosing her throat. Her hand moved up from the dog's balls 
and she began to jack his prick up and down, adding manual stimulation to 
the cocksucking, milking his cock and balls to the dregs. Whining, the big 
dog fucked into her mouth. Dorothy, her face radiant with lust, sucked and 
swallowed. 

Roger howled like a dog, himself, as his balls exploded. His hot jism shot 
up her cunt with such force that his ass and hips shivered, released from 
the explosive jet of his jism. He hauled her back by the hips and fucked 
another load up her cunt, his belly slapping against the curve of her ass. 

Dorothy's cunt spasmed as she climaxed and she slobbered on the dog's cock, 
coming in the mouth, too. 

Filled with cum at both ends, Dorothy dissolved in a wild and frantic coming 
of her own. The dog emptied his balls with frenzied thrusts and Roger 
drained his jism up her cunt, and Dorothy gasped and sobbed and climaxed 
between them. 

Man and dog slowed, then stopped moving. Dorothy continued to writhe between 
them as she worked off the final spasms of her coming. Then she pulled her 
lips from the dog's spent prick and used her tongue to lap up the stray jism 
from his cock and balls. Roger pulled his prick out of her cunt. Dorothy 
twisted around and took his cock into her mouth, sucking the cum and 
cunt-juice from his prickmeat, polishing his cock knob and fuckrod to a 
luster. 

"Gee, that was fucking wonderful!" she said. 

Roger stared at her in amazement. Now that his cock and balls had been 
emptied, he was disgusted with the woman again. How could a woman suck a 
dog's cock and drink the brute's cum? On the same day, he had discovered 
that his mistress and his secretary were both animal lovers. It was too much 
for the unworldly fellow to grasp. He wondered if Judy sucked the Great 
Dane's prick, as well as fucking the brute. It didn't seem unlikely. Had he 
been playing second fiddle to a fucking dog in her mouth, as well as her 
cunt? 

Roger staggered to his feet and he pulled his pants on, wanting to get out 
of there, to be alone and think things over. Dorothy watched him, amused by 
his obvious distress. She figured that now that they had started, he would 
be giving her plenty of prick in the future, that her secretarial duties 
were going to be a lot more fun. 

And she might still buy herself a nice big doggy. 

Roger staggered to the door. 

"See you tomorrow, boss," Dorothy called. 

He didn't answer. She shrugged. She gazed at the dog's cock, wondering if 
she might coax another load out of it, insatiable women that she was. And 
Roger departed in total confusion. 

Why did I ever leave my faithful wife? he wondered. Why did I ever get 
hooked up with a girl who fucks dogs? 

Thinking of Samantha, Roger had a sudden urge to see her. Would a 
reconciliation be possible? Would she take him back? He was finished with 
Judy, he decided. He wanted to return to Samantha . . . to a woman who was 
not depraved. 

Roger got in his car and headed for the farm. 

 CHAPTER ELEVEN 

Samantha Webster was sitting in the front room of the farmhouse, drinking a 
Scotch and soda and thinking about what she had done with the stallion. It 
was hard to believe that she had really sucked and fucked a horse, but the 
evidence was there. The taste of the stallion's cum still lingered on her 
tongue, and her cunt was full of the creamy stuff. She didn't feel ashamed 
of what she had done, but she felt amazed that she had done it. 

And Samantha wondered when she would do it again. 

She lifted the hem of her cotton dress and gazed down at her crotch, parting 
her thighs. She leaned forward so that she could see her pussy. Her cuntlips 
were parted and her fuckslit was flooded with juice . . . cunt-juice mingled 
with horse cum. How had she ever managed to get the horse's huge cock up 
there? she wondered. 

It made her hot to think about it. 

She finished her drink and thought about making another one. The Scotch 
tasted pleasant, with that faint hint of horse cum subtly changing the 
flavor. She hummed the tune, "Scotch and Soda." Then, grinning, she softly 
sang, "Scotch and horse cum, jigger of jizz . . . " 

Her pussy rippled and her clit stiffened. 

She slid three fingers up her cuntslit, then pushed them up her fuckhole and 
wriggled them around. She squirmed in her chair. Samantha had always enjoyed 
fingerfucking herself and it felt pleasant now, but the woman could not help 
but realize how inadequate her fingers were, now that she had been stuffed 
full of stallion prick. Shit, she thought, I hope 

I haven't ruined fingerfucking for myself. She shoved all four fingers up 
her pussy and swiped her thumb against her clit. She smiled, realizing that 
she would still be able to get her rocks off on a frigging . . . although 
she might not enjoy it so much now. 

She drew her hand out of her crotch and brought it up to her lips, licking 
at her creamy fingers. Bunching them together, she pushed them into her 
mouth, sucking on them as if they were a prick, slurping her cunt-juice and 
the residue of stallion cum up. Her four fingers, together, were just about 
the same size as a man's cock . . . but not nearly as big as the horse's 
cock. She began to alternate hands, fingerfucking herself with one while she 
sucked on the other, then switching so that she had another tasty snack. Her 
cunt was foaming. She arched her back and slid her ass to the edge of the 
chair. Her thighs were wide apart and her crotch was tilted upward so that 
she could watch her bunched fingers slide in and out of her fuckhole. 

Cuntjuice ran out and seeped into the crack of her ass. She scooped it up 
and lapped it from her cupped palm. She wondered, vaguely, why cunt-juice 
tasted so delicious to her. Samantha had no lesbian inclinations, yet she 
simply had to wonder what it would be like to suck a cunt and drink that 
succulent juice all hot and bubbling from a creaming pussy. The thought 
excited her further. Maybe someday she could find a woman who wanted to give 
it a try, not a lesbian, Samantha didn't want that, but a normal, 
heterosexual girl who was curious, just as Samantha was, and willing to let 
Samantha suck her cunt and then to suck Samantha off, in turn. 

Her fingers plugged up her juicy cunt tunnel. She licked and sucked at her 
other hand. She was getting hotter and hotter. Her clit was throbbing and 
she knew that if she were to stroke and rub her taut cunt nugget she could 
come soon. 

But did she want to frig herself off? 

Samantha frowned, then smiled. Like hell, she did! She wanted some more 
horse prick and there was no sense in trying to pretend that she didn't. 

And there was no sense in depriving herself of that pleasure, either. Why 
should she? She had already committed the sin, if it was a sin, and doing it 
again would not compound her guilt. Her cunt was rippling as she thought 
about getting it stuffed full of animal cock and spurted full of cum. 

She made up her mind. She gave her cunt a few last strokes, then stood up, 
smoothing her skirt down. She looked out the window. It was getting dark 
now. There was no electricity in the barn. She would have to take a couple 
candles out with her. She grinned at that. Imagine fucking a horse by 
candlelight! That was fucking romance! 

The chestnut stallion nickered softly when Samantha walked into the barn, a 
candle flickering in each hand. The horse had enjoyed fucking the woman 
every bit as much as she had enjoyed getting fucked and he tossed his 
handsome head up, dark mane flowing. He pawed at the floor with one hind 
hoof. 

His cock hung down in a meaty loop. It twitched. 

Samantha placed the candles on either side of the stallion's stall, then 
stepped back to look at the scene. There was a certain unreality about it, a 
dream-like quality in the soft, flickering candlelight. Shadows danced on 
the wall . . . and the shadow of the stallion's prick began to lengthen. 

Samantha took her dress off and stood naked. She bit her lower lip, 
wondering if she wanted to blow the horse or take him up her cunt again. She 
had enjoyed both and it was hard to decide. The horse eyed her expectantly 
and his prick continued to extend and fatten, pushing out under his belly. 

The dark flesh of his cockhead came squeezing out from its chestnut sheath, 
moist and glossy. He snorted and pawed impatiently. Being a dumb animal, the 
horse did not appreciate the romantic candlelight and was eager for the 
fucking to begin. 

Samantha decided she would fool around a little, first, then let the 
stallion fuck her cunt. She had done it face to face before. This time she 
would try it on her hands and knees, for a change. She moved up to the front 
of the stall. 

She parted her thighs and pushed her trim belly out. 

"You want my pussy?" she whispered. "Lap it up!" 

The horse's long tongue came out and his head tossed as he slurped up her 
cunt. His big tongue flattened out, covering her whole crotch as he lapped 
away. Cuntjuice pooled on his tongue and dripped in slippery oozings from 
the edges. 

Ummmm, that's nice, she thought. Someday she would have to climax on the 
stallion's tongue . . . and return the favor with her own tongue. But now 
she was more interested in fucking the beast. She squirmed and wriggled, 
pumping her belly in and out against his soft black snout and letting him 
tongue her pussy with fluid strokes for awhile. But she drew away before she 
climaxed. 

The stallion raised his head, cunt-juice dripping from his chops, gazing at 
her expectantly. 

As she entered the stall, the horse's neck arched and he turned his head, 
watching her. She knelt, then sat on her ass. She took the horse's prick in 
both hands, holding it just behind his flaring prick knob. She blew her warm 
breath onto his cockmeat and saw that enormous wedge of cockhead expand and 
flare. His pisshole parted. She leaned in and pushed her pink tongue right 
up that dark hole, stabbing in and out. The horse snorted and his haunches 
rippled. Maybe he was remembering how pleasant her mouth had been, earlier. 
A blowjob or a fuck-it was all the same to the stallion, as long as he got 
his rocks off. 

Samantha tongue-fucked his pisshole for awhile, then began to lick all over 
the slippery, sleek slab of his dark cockmeat. Her slobber lathered him, 
bubbling and foaming on the dusky flesh. She tilted her head and fluttered 
her tongue against the underside of his cockhead, where the big wedge flared 
out from his fat fuckrod and the thick vein merged out into his seamed prick 
knob. 

A fat drop of cum oozed from his fuckhole. 

Samantha watched the milky nugget slide slowly down his dark cockmeat, then 
tongued it up, purring happily. Another drop squeezed out. She sucked it up 
with her lips and pushed her tongue up his pisshole again, licking inside 
his cock. 

Her hands began to jack up and down his cockshaft. As she pushed back on his 
fuckrod, his knob expanded, inflating. She opened her mouth wide and sucked 
on his dripping pricktip hungrily. Cum slid into her mouth. She let it 
trickle over her taste buds, then drank it. It was awfully tempting to keep 
on sucking and licking and to drink the horse's hot, thick jism. Once the 
girl started sucking on a prick, her natural tendency was to keep on sucking 
on it until she got a delicious drink, and that inclination was even greater 
with a horse's cock than with a mere human's. 

But her pussy was smoldering and Samantha decided that she would have to 
forego the pleasure of drinking horse jism in favor of getting a cuntful 
squirted into her loins. 

She licked and slurped on his cockhead for a few more moments, jacking his 
prick slowly up and down with her hands. She rubbed her face on his cock 
knob, soaking herself from forehead to chin with his jism, licking some of 
it from her lips. 

The horny horse humped gently, pushing his bloated cockhead into her face 
and tipping her head back. Her tongue danced against the underside of his 
meaty slab and her lips pulled and sucked at his bubbling pisshole. She 
kissed his cockhead lovingly. 

Horse prick was delicious! Stallion cum was delectable! She had to force 
herself to draw away from the feast. The meaty taste tingled on her tongue. 
His cockhead was slathered with cum and saliva . . . and nicely lubricated 
for her cunt! 

Samantha gave his dark knob a last lick, then turned over and knelt on her 
hands and knees under the horse. She was ready to get fucked horsy style. 
She was throbbing with desire and there was a humming sound in her ears . . 
. which was why the woman did not hear the car pull up at the house. 

Roger got out of the car and hurried up to the house, eager to see his 
ex-wife and to ask if she would take him back. Samantha had always been a 
good wife, faithful and honest and true, and Roger felt like a fool for 
having left her in favor of a lewd slut who fucked dogs. He knocked on the 
door and then, when there was no answer, went in. He called her name but got 
no response. He scowled. Why wasn't she home? Christ, he hoped she hadn't 
found herself a boyfriend! The thought that his ex-wife might have a lover, 
maybe even a fianc, drove him wild. He walked from room to room, agitated. 
But the lights were on and there was a glass on the table-surely she must be 
home. 

Then he looked out the window and saw the soft, flickering candlelight 
coming from the barn door. 

Of course, that was it! The dutiful woman must be attending to the chores. 
Roger was filled with love for Samantha as he thought of how hard-working 
she was, how faithful and pure. Judy was nothing but a dog-fucking tramp, 
compared to chaste Samantha. 

Roger smiled happily. Thinking how great Samantha was, it occurred to him 
that she would not have had a fuck since he left, and that she was sure to 
be feeling horny. That was the way to win her back-he would win her heart 
with his prick! 

Roger got undressed. He gave his cock a few jerks to get it nice and stiff 
so that when Samantha returned to the house she would be greeted by the 
welcome sight of his big hard-on. She might feel anger and resentment toward 
him, but surely she would not be able to resist him when she saw his 
hard-on! 

He saw down to wait. But he was impatient. If she didn't come back to the 
house soon, he would have to go looking for her. 

On her hands and knees, Samantha was squirming around, working her cunt 
against the head of the stallion's massive prick. It felt too big to fit in 
her, as it had before, but she wasn't worried now that she knew for a fact 
that it was possible. 

Her cuntlips rippled open, sucking on the tip of his dark cockhead. Her fuck 
button throbbed against his hot prickmeat. The stallion humped, pushing his 
knob between her legs. 

ISO 

His cock tilted her ass upward and she lowered her head to the ground. Her 
thighs braced, taking her weight, holding her groin up under the stallion. 

He humped again and the tip of his cockhead slipped up her cuntslit. 

"Ahhhh," she sighed. Her cuntlips clutched his welcome prick, dragging and 
pulling. The emptiness in her pussy cried out to be filled, her nature 
despising a vacuum. 

She pushed her trembling ass back, meeting the horse as he fucked his prick 
in. His fat slab of a cockhead slid up her cunt. She gasped, then whimpered 
with joy. The horse pulled back, then fucked his cock into her cunt again, 
going a little deeper this time. Samantha pumped her hips and rolled her 
ass, working her cunt back onto his cockmeat. She felt her fuckhole stretch 
and spread as it adjusted to that huge load of horse cock. Inch by inch, the 
animal pumped his prick deeper into her flooded cunthole. She was jolted and 
jerked on the end of his cock, her ass tilting high in the air, her face 
down in the straw. An ecstatic, radiant joy transfused her face. She pushed 
back hard and another two inches of horse cock levered into her cunt. 

She could take no more. The stallion's prick was half in her and the knob 
had bottomed out, the huge wedge buried in the very depths of her cunt. She 
felt it throbbing in her pussy and she felt his fat prickshaft pulse and 
quiver in her fuck tunnele. She began to twist her cunt around on his prick, 
her hot cunthole working like a wringer on his cockmeat. The horse snorted 
and humped. His massive cock pulled out of her sucking cunt, then jolted 
back in. Cuntjuice poured out as his mighty fucker filled her to the brim. 
Her ass churned wildly. She slammed back to meet the animal's enormous cock 
as he fucked into her, jamming her cunt into his prickmeat, then twisting 
her hips from side to side. 

Samantha started to rise instantly to the peak. Waves of lust raced through 
her belly and shot up her thighs. She sobbed and wailed, panted and gasped. 
The stallion was fucking faster now, driving his cockmeat into her 
dynamically. Her ass was heaved around on his thrusts. A spasm shook her and 
her cunt began to spasm. 

"Come!" she wailed. "I'm creaming-oh, shit-shoot in me!" 

The stallion's glossy body tensed, rippling with muscle. He plunged his 
massive prick into the woman's climaxing cunt and snorted. She felt his hot, 
thick jism rush into her pussy. 

Wailing with pure joy, Samantha jolted her ass wildly about as she pumped 
her pussy up and down on the stallion's coming cock, milking his balls, 
draining his jism into her as she creamed. 

The stallion emptied his foaming jism up her cunt and Samantha came again 
and again, bucking and heaving under the humping beast. She smiled with 
contentment as the last spasm rattled her loins and she felt the horse's 
last spurt of cum hose her out. 

"Ahhhhh," she sighed. 

That was when Roger walked into the barn. 

Samantha gasped. What the fuck could she say to him? 

But she didn't have to say anything, at the moment . . . because, clutching 
his cock, Roger had fainted. 


THE END
