Kennel Daughter
by Bonnie Hall 


FOREWORD 

It's been said that every person has some dark passion within his soul-some 
hidden secret, desire, or whim that may never surface to be seen by even the 
closest confidante. Such a secret can be evil and sinister, or it may be 
trivial and In America, such dark passion are easily submerged and hidden by 
the complexities of everyday living. Yet sometimes dark passions surface-and 
such taboo subjects as bestiality have to be dealt with. 

KENNEL DAUGHTER is a dramatic representation of women who dare to let their 
most base desires and passions come to the fore, there are some of the few 
who are willing to accept the consequences, be it reward or punishment, or 
allowing themselves to be sexually liberated. Their story is a startling 
insight into the lives of people who dare to deal with the darker sides of 
their own sexual natures. 

-The Publisher 


CHAPTER ONE 

Jenny Masey woke up horny, depressed and wishing she'd never made that final 
promise to her father. The last thing she'd vowed before he died was that 
she'd take care of his dogs, that she'd protect the reputation of Masey's 
Kennels and keep the business going, no matter what. 

But things change. Her mother started drinking heavily the night Mr. Masey 
died and, two years later, she still hadn't come up for air. Then her older 
brother, Jeff, took a job in Colorado because he said the business made him 
miss their father too much. So, here she was, still not out of high school, 
and she was stuck in a breeding kennel fifty miles from civilization. 

One July morning she hurried to the barn at seven-thirty and discovered she 
had at least four bitches in heat. Her day had begun. She stood in the 
sun-warmed entrance to the breeding barn, letting the heat caress her back 
for a moment. It was going to be a long, hot summer, she feared, as she 
briefly allowed her hand to linger on the sensitive place between her legs. 
The heat in her panties was hotter than July would ever get and she longed 
for the time and privacy she'd need to satisfy her familiar itch. She'd 
finger-fucked herself so many times lately that she wondered if the crinkled 
dampness on her middle finger might not become permanent. She lifted her 
finger and gently sniffed, certain she could still detect a musky aroma from 
last night's private pleasure feast. She smiled. There appeared to a be a 
spongy area around her fingertip, a sweet softness that threatened to reveal 
her private secret to the world. 

Regretfully, she forced her daydreams to end. There would be time for 
fantasies and soft, narcissistic touches later. 

Old Bellows was already busy feeding the pups. They were such a frisky, 
yapping bunch that Jenny usually asked him to take care of them. He'd been 
with her father for more than thirty years and she knew she'd keep him on as 
long as he lived. However, just seeing the poor old man this morning made 
her throbbing cunt twitch. 

He didn't know it, but he'd been responsible for her earliest fantasies and, 
because he'd unknowingly stimulated her young imagination, Jenny always 
associated him with the moment her tiny hand had discovered the pleasure she 
could derive from her greedy pussy. 

It happened when she was really little. Her father had given her a summer 
job helping Bellows feed the dogs every morning and every night. Bellows was 
skinny, and for years he'd worn bib overalls-only bib overalls-all summer 
long. When he leaned over to pour the food into the puppy's bowls, Jenny 
could get a clear view of his thin chest with its sprinkling of gray curly 
hair. And she could see another patch of gray, bushy hair farther down, a 
patch she instinctively knew she shouldn't study. 

But Bellows always bent over for so long, lingering above those bowls as if 
his tired body could move no faster. 

And Jenny looked. She not only looked but she studied the things she saw in 
Bellow's big overalls-a round tummy that made her feel warm and funny inside 
even though his skin wasn't tight and hard like her father's, the fine silky 
hairs that covered his body and, best of all, the wonderful, fleshy thing 
that swung freely between his legs. 

Once, when she'd been looking in Bellows' overalls for more than a year, she 
thought she saw him waiting for her to get finished looking before he stood 
up. Her face got all hot, and she wondered if he knew how her hand had found 
her pussy and how she'd learned to move it round and round on all the nice, 
soft places when she was in bed at night and she thought about his long, 
dangling thing. 

Today she smiled, watching the old man move slowly through his chores. He 
still wore the bib overalls and he still bent from the waist whenever he 
filled the bowls. Sometimes, just for old time's sake, Jenny stood in the 
shadows of the barn and watched that fleshy cock of his swing back and forth 
as the old man worked. She was old enough now to suspect the aged gentleman 
had an unusually fine cock, one that must have pleasured many a woman when 
he'd been young. 

She could hear the dogs whining and she knew the males were aware the 
bitches were in heat. She would have no need to think about Bellows' aging 
cock today. She'd soon be wrestling massive male Dobermans toward the 
breeding cages, males with cocks that often hung eight inches from their 
bellies when the scent was strong in the barn. 

"Stop that, Tony!" she yelled, rounding a corner in time to see one of her 
best breeders mounting another male. 

Jenny had to laugh. This bunch was even hornier than she was. She pulled 
Tony down and told him to sit. 

"I understand more than you think, you horny old bastard," she laughed. 

Without meaning to, she let her gaze wander to Tony's cock. It was primed 
and ready to go. Her cunt felt wet and itchy. Embarrassed and ashamed, she 
slammed the door and headed for the females. 

Lately Jenny had found herself watching the dogs with an unnatural interest, 
and she constantly had to force images of their hard, pointed cocks from her 
mind when she was trying to go to sleep. She'd heard some boys at school 
whispering about fucking sheep and her cunt had burned for days. She 
imagined that if a boy could fuck a ewe, then a girl might just possibly get 
fucked by a dog. The thought shocked her, but it popped back into her mind 
often, especially when she saw one of the Dobermans with a huge hard-on. 

Sometimes she tried to rationalize. She might never lose her virginity out 
here at this Godforsaken kennel. Then, those dogs would look better and 
better as the years went by. Just thinking of spending the rest of her life 
with an alcoholic mother and a business that took almost every spare minute 
of her time made Jenny want to cry. Those deep and pounding longings between 
her legs grew stronger every day and the only cocks around belonged to a 
pack of dogs and an ancient old man. 

Last week Jenny had wakened from a dream where she'd been fucking one of the 
dogs. She'd felt awful but good at the same time. All day long she'd 
remembered the dreamy feeling of that dog's hot cock pushing into her 
virginal cunt, the dreamy sight of her body being pummeled from behind by a 
massive creature who clawed her and clung to her back in the same way she'd 
often watched the dogs roughly take their females. Her cunt stayed wet for 
hours that day and her hand strayed into her panties at every opportunity. 

She had stroked the juicy folds of her cunt lips and plunged her finger into 
her tight pussy hole; and no matter how hard she tried to keep the image out 
of her mind, the vision of her body being deeply fucked by a Doberman came 
back over and over again. 

She was relieved to reach the female's run. She found the four bitches in 
heat readily, and began moving them one by one to the breeding runs. Each 
female would be placed in a separate pen. There, she would breed only with 
the male Jenny chose for her. 

The kennel was well-known around the country, and its animals were highly 
regarded. Some were bred for security, some for gentleness and a few were 
even bred to kill. 

The fourth bitch she had to move today was the female she used to breed her 
most vicious attack dogs. Queenie had never hurt Jenny, but she never made 
the mating easy. 

"Don't fight it, Queenie!" Jenny yelled. 

She was pulling and pushing and doing every other thing she could think to 
do to avoid entering the ran. Jenny felt the dog's paws on her shoulder as 
the animal actually tried to climb her body in an effort to get away. 
Reluctantly, Jenny struck her once across the snout. 

"Get in there, silly," she said, giving her one last hard push into the wire 
ran. "You know you like to fuck. I've watched you more than once and you 
hump your sweet ass long after the job's done." 

The Doberman eyed the girl coldly, walked to the end of the run and sprawled 
heavily against the wire. 

"You'll thank me later," Jenny laughed. "I promise." 

Now she just had to bring the males. 

There were ten males in the long ran this morning and all of them wanted to 
help. They'd yelped themselves hoarse to get Jenny's attention, she knew. 
After years of smelling the scent, then being chosen for a good fuck, all of 
her dogs were smart enough to know today could be their lucky day. 

When Jenny walked into the run, she closed the gate behind her as usual. The 
metallic clang had barely stopped reverberating when Tony began to circle 
the girl with a strange expression on his face. 

"Still horny, fella?" she asked. "I hate to tell you this, but you're not 
one of the fortunate four. Your lady is still nursing." 

He growled, and she stared at him, frightened for the first time she could 
remember. The dogs never bared their teeth or got really out of hand. Behind 
Tony, she could see two or three other males acting strangely. One was 
licking his balls and displaying a hard-on so large that Jenny jumped. The 
dogs only got that big when they were with a female, just before 
penetration. 

Suddenly Tony stuck his nose up against Jenny's crotch, growled deeply again 
and nipped at her shorts. 

"What's wrong with you, Tony?" she demanded. 

She wanted to sound fierce, more than fierce, but a pounding had begun in 
her cunt the moment his snout touched her, and she was fighting for breath. 

He pulled his head back, but only for a moment. Dread, her largest male, 
started forward, but Tony snapped and growled. Tony had always been the 
leader in this group and he was proving it today. Jenny's emotions boiled as 
she watched the power-play. At least two dogs had circled behind her and 
they seemed to be guarding the gate against her escape. 

She could still feel the tingling sensation of shame and pleasure where Tony 
had shoved his snout. The morning's thoughts and fantasies had brewed a real 
gusher in her cunt and Tony's strong touch had unleashed it. Now, acutely 
aware of Queenie's scent which clung to her bare legs and thighs, Jenny felt 
a thick stream of pussy-juice begin to run wantonly down her leg. 

Tony was quick to spot it and he actually licked his lips. Then he slowly 
and deliberately moved toward the girl, his long, firm tongue lolling. Jenny 
watched the whole scene and knew she was going to do whatever the massive 
Doberman wanted. She didn't know if she had a choice, but it didn't really 
matter. The sight of that lolling tongue heated her cunt like a torch and 
rekindled all the stored-up images of old Bellows' swinging cock. 

The years of waiting were over. Whatever happened, this dog was going to 
relieve her engorged pussy. If he decided he preferred one of the bitches, 
it was simply too late. Jenny would roll him over and take what she'd been 
needing for so long. 

But her worries were needless. In another long stride, he reached her, and 
with a practiced tongue he lapped the thick stream of pussy-juice into his 
mouth. He seemed to taste it, as if comparing human females with the more 
familiar Doberman bitches. Jenny decided he liked what he'd found because he 
went back for more, pushing the soft, silky material of her shorts away. Her 
panties still clung to her crotch and a great volume of hot cunt-juice had 
already seeped through the thin fabric. 

Tony took a greedy, long tongue full, and Jenny's legs shook with the 
pleasure that rushed through her body. She knew she had to sink to the floor 
or she would die on her feet. The hot joy was so wonderful. She lowered her 
body slowly, not wanting Tony to stop or to interrupt his actions for even a 
moment. His eyes were glued to the warm, wet thicket between Jenny's legs 
and she longed to feel his mouth buried deep in her cuntal forest. 

For a moment she feared the other dogs, but she soon realized Tony had 
staked his claim to her the moment she'd closed the gate. While two or three 
of the dogs still massaged their engorged pricks with their tongues and eyed 
her morosely, not a single dog made a move toward her body as she settled 
onto the cool floor. 

Tony's eyes were still riveted on her crotch, and his thick tongue still 
stabbed slowly about, as if showing the girl that what great promise the 
next few minutes held. She could see his enormous cock with its fat shaft 
that thickened down to his heavy ball sac. Within the sac, his balls 
trembled, actually vibrated with his desire. The upper end of his cock 
swelled even as Jenny watched it. She stared as his bright cock tip strained 
against the sheath that had once held it. His cock tip was pointed, as it 
had to be to enter the tight bitches. 

She thought of her own pussy, knowing it had to be tight. Tight and 
virginal. Her mind raced back to the boys who'd fucked the ewe, and she 
silently prayed that Tony, now that he had her so horny, would not stop 
until he'd fucked her virginity into history. 

Tony positioned himself between her legs and then slowly brought his own 
body to a semi-prone position. She could still see his thick cock and his 
pretty, pointed cocktip, and as he lowered himself to his haunches and got 
comfortable, Jenny relaxed. 

His tongue snaked out again. This time he ran the length of it over the 
softness of the girl's inner thighs, stopping each long stroke just short of 
grazing her sizzling cunt. She wanted to grab him, shove his head into her 
burning pussy, but the pleasure she felt warned her instinctively that she 
should have the patience to wait. 

She pulled her panties roughly to one side, exposing her creamy cunt slit in 
its entirety. She could feel the air caress her downy pussy hairs and blow 
across her tortured clit. Her feverish eyes traveled to his cock, and she 
could see it twitch with the passion he controlled so well. This marvelous 
creature was making her believe that he had actual reasoning powers, knew 
enough to build her to a fever pitch before getting down to serious fucking. 

Her cunt lips swelled until she feared they would close. She couldn't 
imagine being betrayed by her own body that way. Then she remembered the 
sharp tip on Tony's fuck-shaft, the tip that was designed to enter the 
smallest opening before spreading it wide to accept the massive bulk that 
followed. 

Her fingers slid over her cunt with pleasure as Tony's wonderful mouth 
worked its way around her pussy-muff. Licking, stabbing, stroking, he drove 
her wild. She felt his massive tongue dart into her ass-hole twice before he 
decided he liked it well enough to slurp and nip the tender flesh there for 
five or six glorious minutes. Jenny's heart felt like it was going to 
explode with lust, and Tony hadn't even reached her cunt yet. 

As he continued to drill his tongue into her spasming ass-hole, he rose and 
skillfully turned, straddling her trembling body with his sinewy bulk. 

She knew instantly what he wanted and she was more than happy to oblige. 
This wonderful dog was making her most shameful dreams come true, but they 
no longer seemed shameful-only natural and pleasurable. Jenny was past 
believing that anything that felt this good could be wrong. 

She reached up and pulled Tony's marvelous cock into her hands, almost 
quivering at the sheer joy of being allowed to touch perfection. As his. 
bright pink cock tip slid softly between her lips, she began to suck 
greedily. 

Who said dogs were man's best friend! she wondered. She had a crazy vision 
of lonely women all over the world, women who were nestled snugly in their 
beds beside a loving dog and, who, in indescribable joy, slurped fat cocks 
into their eager, loving mouths. 

Jenny's mouth became a sucking machine, a wildly ecstatic vacuum. She didn't 
feel strange giving head to Tony. After all, he'd just returned her sanity 
and given her hope for the future. They panted and heaved, sixty-nining 
themselves slowly. 

Four times her cunt went berserk, spasming into climaxes that made her 
finger-fucking sessions look like a Sunday-school exercise. Finally, as she 
pulled Tony's swollen fuck-shaft deep into her throat, she felt him start to 
come. His body stiffened and his teeth raked almost painfully across Jenny's 
tender cunt. Great wads of sweet Doberman cum shot into her mouth, creamy 
streams of delight that sent her mind soaring. 

When the raw spasms ended, the girl and the dog changed positions as if 
they'd communicated silently. She slid the silky panties off her body and 
proudly got down on all fours, her glistening cunt poised as close to Tony 
as she could get it. 

"Here's my virginity, sweet," she whispered. "Nobody can have it but you." 

He lapped her cunt four or five times from behind, drilling desire back into 
her already passion-crazed body. She staged between her legs, searching out 
his cock, and sighed with delight when she saw it. It was still lust-swollen 
and his cockhead throbbed before her eyes. 

He mounted Jenny like she'd always imagined a gentle man would. The sweet 
point of his prick found its mark, and his thickness soon filled her. A 
slight tearing, more pleasure than pain, told the young girl she was a woman 
at last. 

Then, in full view of the other dogs, Jenny and Tony fucked from one orgasm 
to another. Everywhere the girl looked, there were Dobermans panting and 
looking at her hungrily. And every time she saw another big cock cock swell 
into a hard-on. Jenny would get such an itch in her cunt, she would thrust 
herself hard against Tony's fuck-pole and they'd go again. 

She felt almost sorry for the other Dobermans when she and Tony finally fell 
exhausted to the floor. Still, she was hooked now, and maybe some of the 
others would get a chance in the future. 

Late in the afternoon, just in time to meet the vet, Jenny dragged her 
wonderfully sated body through the gate. She'd sucked Tony again before she 
left, and she knew she'd come back to the run often. Masey's Kennels 
suddenly seemed like the only place in the world where she wanted to live. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

Doctor Allison was just pulling into the long driveway when Jenny walked 
slowly out of the barn. She felt her cheeks grow warm with embarrassment as 
she quickly studied herself. Everything looked all right. Her shorts were in 
place and there were no telltale signs of the orgy she'd so recently 
enjoyed. 

"How you doing, Jenny?" Dr. Allison asked. 

He was carrying his black bag as usual, and the girl studied his muscular, 
hairy arms. She loved to watch him work with the dogs and maneuver around 
the barn. As she studied him, he studied her. Jenny could feel his eyes burn 
hotly into her flesh as his gaze strayed over her large tits and then 
centered on the barely covered hot thicket between her legs. For a moment 
she became nervous again that he might be able to tell about Tony and about 
what she'd done with the Doberman. 

She knew that was foolish, though. Dr. Allison had been staring at her body 
like this since her body had begun to grow. Jenny had developed huge tits 
early and she'd become aware just how they affected men. Her father and her 
brother had also stared a lot, but never when they knew she could see them. 

She looked boldly into his eyes, as if challenging him for the first time. 
"like what you see?" she purred. The fire in her pussy was alive again, and 
she wondered if Tony had started an inferno that would never be 
extinguished. 

"I've always liked what I see out here at Masey's," the doctor replied. 
"Tell me. Doesn't a beautiful little girl like you get mighty lonely?" He 
shifted his feet with a slight trace of nervousness and Jenny glanced at his 
crotch. A thick lump was forming under his zipper and she boldly stared, 
watching it grow larger before her eyes. 

"Not too lonely. I get visitors like you," she paused and smiled," and 
there's always the dogs." 

He drew in a deep breath, the bulge in his pants grew unbelievably large and 
a tiny stain began to form at the tip of his clearly outlined cock. 

She was enjoying this sex play, emboldened by the new experience she'd 
gained from Tony. She laughed and a warm flush of lust colored her cheeks. 

Dr. Allison just stared at her. His color had changed, too. He seemed red 
and flushed enough to explode. Wanting to enjoy her new power, Jenny stooped 
in the drive to pick a weed. She knew her low-cut blouse would fall, 
revealing her swollen tits and the pink flush Tony had left on them. 

She heard the doctor groan and knew her power was limitless. She swayed from 
side to side, picking one weed after another, an innocent young maiden 
absent-mindedly tidying her lawn. 

Dr Allison moaned, no longer trying to conceal his desire. Jenny glanced 
inside her blouse and giggled. Her young tits were almost entirely exposed. 
She was reveling in the feeling of exhibitionism. She realized her bra was 
back in the barn, back where she'd tossed it during her frenzied 
fuck-session with Tony. She hadn't meant to be quite this blatant, but now 
that it had happened, the girl felt a rush of pleasure. 

She stood at last and looked into the doctor's eyes. "Where do you want to 
start?" 

"In the barn," he squeaked. "In the barn." 

Over her shoulder she saw old Bellows watching curiously as she headed 
through the door with Dr. Allison. Perhaps the old man saw the doctor's 
hard-on, she thought. As she closed the heavy door, she thought how it 
served the old bastard right. He'd had as much fun with his bib overalls all 
those years ago as she'd just had with her blouse. That late discovery made 
her feel like a fool, but she was too horny to be mad. 

The barn was in shadow and a slightly musky odor filled the air. Jenny 
half-imagined it might be the scent left by her romp with Tony. A few 
pitiful whines could be heard in the barn, and she regretted neglecting the 
dogs earlier in the day. The bitches had been trapped needlessly in the 
mating runs and the four studs she'd meant to take to them had been forced 
instead to watch her and Tony have a wild orgy. 

She wondered if Dr. Allison would think it strange that the bitches were 
alone in the pens or that, with the presence of such strong female scent, 
all the males were still in their run. 

Dr. Allison set his bag down close to the door, and Jenny could hear his 
breath coming in loud gulps. She pretended nothing was unusual and started 
toward the back of the barn. 

"Which dogs did you want to begin with?" she asked. "Males, bitches or 
pups?" 

He didn't say a word and she turned to to look at him. She saw him rubbing 
hard on the bulge in his pants. 

"All the dogs need booster shots don't they?" She continued to pretend that 
this trip to the barn was routine. 

He nodded dumbly, trying to make his hand stay away from his swollen 
fuck-tool which had begun to visibly pulsate by now. 

Jenny watched him, moving ever farther into the barn. As she shuffled her 
feet backward, keeping her gaze locked with him, she pretended to stumble 
over something on the floor. She stopped, giggled and stooped low to 
retrieve the phantom item. She felt the rush of cool air that kissed her 
fully exposed tits and, again, she reeled with the power she had over this 
man. 

An anguished groan swept from this throat and he moved forward swiftly, 
pulling her to her feet and crushing his hot body against hers. 

She drew back as if startled. "Dr. Allison! What are you doing?" 

He seemed bewildered and just stared at her with starved and pleading eyes. 
Pity shook Jenny's soul and she dropped the pretense. With passion burning 
from the depths of her no-longer virginal body, she snaked her arms around 
his waist and turned her hungry, swollen lips upward, seeking his mouth. 

The throbbing rock-hardness of his fuck-pole was pressed against her belly, 
and she was reminded by a twinge of pain in the deepest recesses of her 
body, that only hours before she'd felt Tony's wonderful cock filling her 
pussy to overflowing, filling her until he'd pushed its huge length deep 
inside her womb. 

She wondered for a moment if a man would ever give her as much pleasure as 
Tony had. Her fingers began to work expertly at the doctor's belt buckle as 
his mouth covered hers, and his tongue started moving in and out of her 
throat like a piston. She had to admit it was a very pleasurable sensation. 

They sank slowly to the floor not more than twenty feet from the run where 
the male dogs sat. Jenny could feel their eyes, their curiosity, as she 
thrashed wildly on the floor with the doctor. Once, out of the corner of her 
eye, she thought she saw Tony standing with his paws pressed against his 
wire prison. That's not possible, she reassured herself, as passion swept 
her away. Dogs couldn't get jealous. 

Dr. Allison's tongue was growing more insistent, more demanding, and Jenny 
moaned. She returned the hot, deep-throated kiss by plunging her tongue as 
deeply into the man's mouth as possible. Then she withdrew her own tongue so 
she could concentrate on sucking his. The whole thing reminded her of her 
earlier activity, and she wanted to pleasure the man's tongue with the same 
long, sucking sensations Tony had seemed to love on his prick. 

He groaned. His tongue seemed to vibrate as she drew her mouth up and down 
his oral shaft. Before long she was imagining she had a cock between her 
lips and her mouth went wild. It was crazy. She almost came just from 
sucking the doctor's rigid tongue. 

His hands were frantic. In only a few minutes he had her blouse off and her 
large tits were bared to the cool air in the barn. He slid his body down 
until his mouth loomed inches from her tortured nipples. 

"Squeeze them," Jenny rasped, knowing for the first time the things she had 
missed with Tony. Some things only a man could do. 

His hands and lips closed around her tits at the same time, and she thought 
she would die from pleasure. She felt his teeth working gently but firmly. 
Her nipple-peaks leaped, and she twisted her body in his grasp. With one 
hand he was stroking her belly, and she wanted the feeling to go on forever. 
The sweat of their passion had made her tummy slick and his fingers slid 
easily down to her crotch. Already his hands were tearing at her soft shorts 
and panties. 

She lifted her hips and moaned like one of the bitches in heat. She'd never 
felt this kind of pleasure, and her body seemed to be drawn as tight as a 
bow, waiting to see how intense the sensations would get. How much could she 
take? With Tony, it had been wonderful and very long-lasting. But fucking 
the doctor was different-could a person die from such exhilaration? 

Jenny decided it didn't matter. At this point she would do it anyway. She 
spread her legs very wide and helped the doctor enter her wet pussy with his 
fingers. She felt a tiny twinge of guilt, wondering if he'd touch her cunt 
if he knew Tony's sweet cock had thrust there so recently. Still, she didn't 
know where the doctor's cock had been all afternoon. Love was a gamble. 

His finger stroked her tender, engorged clit and all other thoughs fled from 
her mind. It was like a banquet of delight, as her body shuddered and 
twisted with each new sensation. The doctor's fingers tweaked her clit in 
the same way they'd tweaked her nipples. 

He began to tear off his clothes. She thought she'd go crazy. Her cunt 
thrashed and dribbled hot juices onto the floor. She felt the warmth of her 
cunt-juice running under her ass. Her nipples were swollen beyond belief, 
and the tit-flesh surrounding them was taut with pressure and pleasure. Her 
lips were still bruised from his kisses and her mouth gaped, sucking at 
phantom cocks and tongues as she tossed her head from side to side, wanting 
anything, absolutely anything, to be thrust roughly between her lips. In 
desperation, she drew her own thumb into her mouth and sucked at it 
dementedly. 

Dr. Allison had slid down again and now he was spreading her cunt lips with 
his shaking fingers as he stared with fascination at her creamy, glazed 
cunt. He just looked and looked, licking his lips every now and again. The 
expression on his face was driving Jenny to new heights of passion. After 
what seemed an eternity, he slowly and deliberately buried his face in her 
cunt, letting his tongue and mouth take in and taste the cum and lust 
remnants from her earlier romp. 

Just the feel of his rigid tongue against her sensitive nub of a clit sent 
her jerking about on the floor. He must have thought she was the fastest cum 
in the West. Jenny didn't care. Pleasure was all she wanted now, and she 
wanted all she could get. She wrapped both legs around his head, pulling him 
tightly against her pussy. She was so wet she was afraid he'd actually slide 
away. She could feel his tongue working in and out of her cunt-hole and she 
screamed loudly. 

His fingers had lost their hold on her pussy-lips, and she felt him shove 
his hands under her ass. Then he began to squeeze her ass-cheeks and lift 
her up and down with a lusty, lewd rhythm, a rhythm that allowed his fat, 
hard tongue full entry to her cum-slicked pussy. She squeezed her tits hard, 
wanting to feel sensations everywhere at once. 

"Let me suck you," she gasped, knowing that if she didn't have something in 
her mouth soon she might consume her own tongue. 

Somehow he shifted around until his massive cock loomed over her face and, 
with all the moving, he didn't miss a single stroke with his magic tongue. 
Her clit and her cunt were both sizzling, and she cried out with yet another 
orgasm before she could draw his sweet fuck-pole into the depths of her 
hungry mouth. 

When the shuddering stopped, Jenny pulled his cock toward her with the same 
greedy lust she'd felt for Tony such a short time ago. The two cocks were 
very different. The doctor's was thicker but shorter, and his had a bulbous 
knob at the end where Tony's sweet point had been. Both made her long for 
great spurts of cum. Both made her forget normal life, normal chores and 
everything else. Jenny realized she was obsessed with cocks and the sucking 
and fucking they provided. 

She popped the doctor's bulging cock into her mouth and instantly felt 
content. She nursed on his silken cockhead like a child. 

But the doctor could no longer control himself. His hard fuckshaft pummeled 
Jenny's mouth roughly as he groaned his pleasure loudly into the air. 

Her tongue, working in perfect harmony with her hands, ravaged his swollen 
fuck meat. She worked his cockskin up and down his rigid shaft with her 
fingers at the same time her tongue dipped into his piss-slit over and over, 
drawing out his moist pre-cum and tasting it with starved pleasure. 

"I want to come in your mouth," he gasped. His eyes were wild and pleading. 
"Please let me come in your mouth!" 

Jenny smiled around his fat prick and, in answer, drew his throbbing fucker 
as deep into her throat as it would go. 

He shuddered and came. His come was thick, and it seemed saltier than the 
Doberman's. For what seemed like five minutes the doctor continued to come. 
Jenny gulped and swallowed until she was gasping for breath. Finally the 
spasms slowed and she was able to relax, drilling her tongue into his 
piss-slit and drawing out the last drops. 

"Now, little lady," he whispered. "I'm going to fuck your brains out." 

He was pulling his rigid cock out of her mouth and had started to slide down 
her body when they both heard a low growl. They turned their heads at the 
same time and gasped. 

Somehow Tony had got out his cage and now he stood near Jenny's head, baring 
his teeth and growling deep in his throat. From where her head lay on the 
floor, she was staring at the biggest hard-on in doggie history, and she 
knew what Tony wanted. 

The doctor moved back just a little and Tony snapped viciously. 

"Stay!" Jenny ordered, then she whispered to Dr. Allison. "He won't hurt us 
if I give him what he wants." 

 CHAPTER THREE 

Tony moved over Jenny, straddling her prone body in an oddly possessive way. 
His swinging hard-on was so close she could have drawn it into her mouth 
without moving an inch. Her pussy was twitching and throbbing with need, and 
she was very aware that Dr. Allison had been interrupted before he'd 
satisfied her greedy cunt. She wanted the dog, remembered the way he'd 
pleasured her earlier in the afternoon. 

She stared at the doctor, wondering how he would react to her lust for 
Tony's cock if he knew. But his eyes were glazed as he studied the dog's 
huge prick and the way it dangled just inches from her swollen and bruised 
lips. Jenny wanted Tony to thrust it inside her mouth; she wanted to suck it 
wildly. But because of Dr. Allison she wanted it to look like rape, wanted 
it to look as if the crazed animal had gone mad and given her no choice. 

Tony, as if he'd read her thoughts, bared his teeth again and looked 
menacing. He then dropped his sleek head and sniffed Jenny's lust-swollen 
cunt. She moaned, desire flooding every pore of her body as she pretended to 
quiver with fright beneath the sex-crazed Doberman. 

The doctor began to touch his cock, totally engrossed in the sex scene being 
played out before his very eyes. Make it look good, Tony! Jenny begged 
silently. Make him think he's witnessing the rape to end all rapes! 

When the doctor closed his eyes for a moment and tugged harder on his 
swollen cock, she dipped her fingers quickly into her cunt and then swiped 
the thick juice across Tony's tongue. That was all the encouragement the dog 
needed; he whined hungrily and buried his long tongue deep inside her pussy. 

Dr. Allison stared at the torrid scene and his lust-filled groans echoed 
inside the barn. Needles of pleasure swept through Jenny's body, shooting to 
her extremities and then rocketing back to her glorious, hungry cunt. Tony's 
hindquarters trembled above her face and she reached for his throbbing 
prick, wanting to give him pleasure. As she slurped his giant cock into her 
mouth, Dr. Allison-and whatever he might be thinking about all this-slipped 
quickly from her mind. 

Tony's tongue ground slowly around her pussy, drilling sweet pleasure into 
every fiber of her being as she returned his passion by sucking hungrily at 
his hard, thick cock. His precious pink cockhead plunged deep inside her 
throat over and over again, and there were times she had to lift him gently 
off her face so she could get a breath of air. The musky smell from their 
earlier fuck-session still clung to both their bodies and it seemed to drive 
them to greater heights than they'd reached before. 

Her nose was buried in his fat, hard balls and she was amazed at how the 
scent from those sweaty globes sent her mind reeling with desire. She began 
to tongue his balls and rub them around on her face. Her hands feverishly 
frigged his hard cock and the muffled whines that came from deep inside her 
cunt were the sounds of pure pleasure. 

She turned to find Dr. Allison beside them. His eyes were riveted on the 
action of her tongue and Tony's cock. She could see he was feverishly 
pumping his own prick, hopelessly demented by the bestial action. His mouth 
hung open and drops of spittle ran down his chin. 

His right hand moved to Jenny's left tit and he squeezed it lustily. She 
could tell by his quivering breath that his other hand still stroked his 
engorged cock shaft. The moment was filled with sexual tension. Jenny shoved 
her needy cunt hard against Tony's lapping mouth and sighed; she knew they 
had all night to fuck if they wanted it. 

The liquid inside Jenny's cunt squished out passionately, propelled by 
muscles that were working overtime. Tony, intoxicated by the aroma of her 
fuck-juices, dipped his head again and again, crying lustily as he slurped 
the moist treasure into his mouth. Just as he had earlier, he stopped, 
lifted his head and took a moment to savor the feast. Tony, like Jenny, 
enjoyed each taste and each individual sensation of a good fuck. 

Dr. Allison, on the other hand, was beside himself with frenzy. His hands 
flew back and forth between the-girl's body and his own. Twice he shoved his 
hairy cock at her, apparently hoping she'd draw it inside her mouth with 
Tony's. Jenny almost laughed. Tony's strong prick was almost too much for 
her mouth to hold and she was struggling to pull it even deeper into her 
throat. 

Finally the doctor collapsed on his belly and began to ogle the way the 
Doberman was working Jenny's pussy. He snaked his finger along her sweaty 
flesh and Tony, ignoring his intruding hand, allowed him to pummel her 
navel. She felt the doctor's wet finger pummel the knobby flesh inside her 
navel and a hundred fires flamed in her cunt. 

Her orgasm, triggered by Tony's marvelous mouth and Dr. Allison's finger in 
her belly button, sent her moaning and spasming for more than five minutes. 
She didn't care right then if either of the males ever came. She just wanted 
to come until her tortured body could come no more. 

Tony, sensitive by now to her climaxes, slowly withdrew his face when the 
eruption was over. He rotated himself on her body and there was an erotic 
sound as his cock popped out of her mouth. The Doberman stared at the doctor 
with disinterested contempt, and Jenny knew he'd let him stay unless the man 
tried to push him away or put his cock inside her pussy before the dog had 
finished with it. 

Dr. Allison seemed to sense the same thing and he paused in his frenzied 
actions to see what position the dog wanted. And Tony was slow to choose, 
maneuvering himself with the controlled grace of a male who knows he's the 
boss. He thrust his cunt-soaked snout around on Jenny's tits for a few 
minutes, lapping softly at the swollen peaks as if wondering why the man had 
such an interest in them. 

Still, the raspy touch of his rough tongue across her nipples sent her cunt 
into another spasm. Her ass-hole was drenched with pussy fluids by the time 
her convulsions stopped. 

Finally he lowered his hard body onto her outstretched right leg, allowing 
his rock-hard, engorged prick to move tortuously up and down the length of 
her shin. This seemed to pleasure him greatly and he sighed, looking 
glassy-eyed as he thrust back and forth. Alive with desire again, he buried 
his tongue in her cuntal gash and began to stroke it with wide, lapping 
motions that soon had her clit standing as tall as a small prick. 

Those movements were familiar to the girl by now. They were meant to arouse 
her to a fever pitch, at which time he would nudge her hard with his nose 
and push relentlessly at her ass until she crawled onto all fours and 
surrendered her fuck-hole. 

Jenny's body responded to the dog's strong male tongue, and she thrashed 
like a pleasured animal. Her clit grew harder and harder as she shoved it 
instinctively into Tony's mouth, trying in some primeval way to nurse and 
feed her lover. The dog cried out from deep in her crotch, and she knew they 
were both experiencing something primitive and satisfying. She moved her leg 
sensuously, stroking his rigid cock and priming it for the fuck to come. 

Jenny was dimly aware that, at her side, Dr. Allison was crouched on all 
fours. He was rubbing his hard cock with his hands and then thrusting it 
against her tits. His head was lolling crazily as he stared glassy-eyed at 
her sexual performance with Tony. 

For Jenny, nothing seemed to matter anymore except the Doberman and his 
incredible ability to fuck. Groggily, she wondered if he'd ever want bitches 
again, or if she'd ever get as much satisfaction from a man as she had found 
with the dog. Their bodies moved wildly on the floor, twisting and thrashing 
madly. 

Then the Doberman was ready. Jenny felt the first nudgings of his hard nose 
against her ass. He was gently prodding her, lifting her to her hands and 
knees so he could mount her body with ease. She was desperate to feel his 
throbbing cock within her, and she rolled over obediently, shoving her 
hairy, juice-drenched pussy against the dog's face. 

He lapped gently a few times as he had before, and then he mounted her 
slender frame, grasping her heaving sides with his front paws as he pushed 
his enormous fuckrod deep into her womb. 

She trembled, staring down at her enormous tits as they swung heavily in the 
cool air, keeping time with the big dog's rhythm. Wet, slurping sounds 
accompanied his deep thrusting as their momentum reached a fever pitch. 
Jenny's tits slapped wildly back and forth, making a smacking noise as they 
struck her arms. 

She bucked like an untamed horse, aware of Tony's cock drilling deeper into 
her body, driving into places a cock had never been before. Dimly, she heard 
the sound of anguished frustration, and surfaced long enough to see Dr. 
Allison yanking on his tortured prick and staring at her and the dog with a 
pitiful expression. She should never have worried about the doctor being 
critical. He wanted to be part of this scene more than anything in the 
world. 

Jenny moved her lust-filled mouth, trying to tell the doctor he could crawl 
as close as he liked, but no words came out. At last, she just motioned 
weakly with her head and, like a grateful child, Dr. Allison fell to the 
ground and slid under her body. 

Jenny knew this new addition to the sex play should add to her shame, but 
the result was quite the reverse. New passion surged through her body as she 
tried to imagine the doctor's view. He was on his back and his head was 
between her legs. He was looking up at her dripping cunt where he could see 
the dog's healthy fuckrod pistoning in and out of her pussy. Jenny envied 
his view. She had reached the point where nothing provided quite enough 
lust. 

She felt the doctor begin to stroke and knead her tits, and she moaned. 
Every part of her body seemed swollen with desire, and she wanted to feel 
more sensations with every passing minute. Her nipples pushed saucily 
against the man's palms, and she thrust her cunt hard against Tony's 
fuck-knob, performing a lewd ritual for the doctor's entertainment. 

Instead, Jenny was the one entertained. Her hard fucking aroused Tony to new 
heights and he began to stroke deeper than ever, shoving his cock into her 
body with renewed force. She came against him and howled her pleasure loudly 
into the night. Her ass moved in undulating circles as she ground her cunt 
mound back still farther, trying to drill Tony's cock clear into her 
stomach. Jenny thrashed like an animal. She felt free and untamed. Dipping 
her head and sweeping her long hair back and forth like a mane, she spied 
Dr. Allison's hard cock and cried lustily again. 

She slurped the man's prick into her mouth and sucked on it as if she hadn't 
seen a cock in weeks. A lusty wail filled the air as he felt her hot lips 
working his piss-slit like a vacuum cleaner. 

Suddenly, he fastened his lips on Jenny's swollen clit. 

Of all the sensations the girl had ever felt, that one topped them all. 
There she was with Tony's cock plowing into her cunt like a rocket, and 
suddenly the hot passionate lips of a man locked onto her engorged clit. She 
knew Dr. Allison's nose had to be sniffing the hole where Tony's prick 
plunged relentlessly in and out, and her mind reeled. The man was certainly 
game for anything. As a reward, her way of thanking him for such unselfish 
attention, she slurped harder and harder on his cock, drawing it so deeply 
into her throat that her lips were soon pressed against his pubic bush. 

That excited her even further, and she began moving her top lip frantically. 
It clenched and pulsed-a muscle gone wild. The thick sweat and moisture had 
made everything slippery, and her lip worked frenziedly at the base of the 
doctor's cock, nuzzling into his hairy patch every so often with a strength 
that seemed almost like a bite. 

He was mad with desire. His hands were working like robots, one kneading her 
heavy tit while the other massaged Jenny's inner thigh and played around her 
fuck-hole. 

At last she felt the man go stiff and she knew he was going to come. She had 
already come repeatedly, herself, but the massive dog was still holding off, 
still waiting until he could fuck no more before he released his precious 
cum. 

But the doctor was coming. His ass bucked wildly as he pushed his groin 
against Jenny's face harder and harder. She drank deeply and long. She had 
never imagined that that much thick, creamy cum could spurt from a man's 
cock. It was like an endless river, a river of honey where she could drink 
her fill. Just when she thought she was through, the man's cock belched 
again, and she gulped with still-greedy delight. 

When he stopped spurting at last, she stroked his prick tenderly, wanting 
him to descend the mountain of passion slowly. His tongue was lapping gently 
at her clit now, and stroking far back. She could feel it, flat and thick, 
stroking her cunt-hole. 

Both Tony and Jenny came in a great convulsing gush. The doctor didn't move 
his head away. Instead he lay watching until the girl and the dog were 
still. 

Exhausted, Jenny relaxed and reached for the soft, spent cocks. Tony was 
licking his with tender care as she'd learned dogs liked to do after they'd 
fucked. But the doctor groaned and pushed a little closer to her naked body, 
seeming grateful for the gentle touch. A few drops of cum still oozed from 
his fuck slit and Jenny gathered them on the tips of her fingers. With a 
lustful motion she brought the precious fluid to her tits, where she spread 
it around like a healing salve. Her nipples rose in hard peaks at the touch 
of the doctor's come. 

Jenny's hand gripped Tony's cock when he stopped licking it and she rubbed 
both cocks in a slow easy way. She wanted the pricks to rejuvenate quickly, 
wanted them to surge with energy so they would grow hard again, and she 
could luxuriate in the joy of hard pricks and tongues. 

Half an hour later, both males were ready to go, and Jenny spread her legs, 
exposing her undulating cunt slit in order to hurry them along. She 
remembered Tony's jealous outburst earlier, and decided the best thing to do 
was make him happy before she lifted her horny ass for the doctor. 

She rubbed pussy-juice on her tits, and began to let them sway back and 
forth before the dog. 

"Here, Tony," she called softly. "Come and get some honey." 

He sniffed the female aroma and moved closer, lapping sweetly on her turgid 
nipples. She used that opportunity to grasp his prick and work it lovingly 
with her fingers. Soon, in order to get closer to her mouth, the dog placed 
his paws on Jenny's shoulders and pressed his prick close to her lips. She 
was ready and she drew his cock inside, allowing her cheeks to hollow in and 
out as she worked her mouth all around his fuckshaft. 

Tony whined with pleasure, and she knew he'd stay where he was no matter 
what the doctor did with his prick. And as she wagged her dripping cunt high 
in the air, the doctor finally got the idea. In a moment he'd mounted her, 
trying for all the world to copy the dog's earlier movements. He even 
wrapped his arms around Jenny's waist just like Tony had done with his paws. 

His prick felt thick as a log, and the girl shoved herself hard against it, 
slurping frantically to keep Tony's cock inside her mouth. And then they 
were all at it again. A rocking, humping, thumping trio who were all bent on 
satisfaction. 

Tony's marvelous cock bucked and spat, bouncing against the back of Jenny's 
throat as he pumped urgently. 

Her cunt shot juice that bathed the doctor's prick as she came twice in 
quick succession. She fingered her own clit, loving all the sensations and 
vowing to fuck every day for the rest of her life. 

Dr. Allison was building to a giant orgasm, one that Tony and Jenny both 
sensed as the man humped wildly into her cunt. She hung suspended with 
anticipation. Finally, it came. The doctor barked like a dog as his body 
went rigid and then his cum shot out in great wet gushes. Jenny came, 
twisting and grinding her ass against the doctor's groin while her mouth 
feverishly serviced the Doberman. 

Last, Tony let his jizz fly down the girl's throat and she gobbled the cum 
like a greedy whore. Both males thrust powerfully into her body, and she 
tried to respond just as hard, moving both ways like a human piston. They 
had fucked themselves almost to death, and with the last spurts of cum they 
fell to the floor again where they licked what juices they could find. 
Finally they fell asleep. 

Just before dawn Jenny woke. Dr. Allison was gone. 

Tony followed the girl meekly as she put the four studs in the mating runs. 
She decided he'd had all the fucking he needed for one day. 

Hating to leave him but knowing she had to, Jenny placed Tony back in his 
run and then limped painfully toward her bed. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

Jenny slept late the next morning, waking when the sun was high in the sky 
and its bright rays were heating the room uncomfortably. She rubbed the 
sticky sweat between her tits and winced at her sore muscles. Her mind 
drifted to yesterday's pleasure feast and memories of the sex play jolted 
her fully awake. 

She got out of bed and hurried to the bathroom where she started a tub 
filling with hot, soothing water. Tossing in a tablespoon of bubble bath, 
she hurried downstairs to check on her mother, usually she was sober this 
early in the day. Jenny wanted to make sure her mother hadn't suspected 
anything the night before or noticed how late she had snuck up to her room. 

Jenny called her mother's name as she entered the kitchen and looked around. 
There was no coffee brewing, which was strange, so she hurried down the hall 
to the bedroom. The room was dark, shades pulled as usual, and an 
ever-present sour smell of alcohol and vomit filled the air. Oddly, the bed 
was made, or at least an attempt had been made to make it. Jenny called her 
mother's name again and then walked into the living room. 

An envelope was propped against the mantle clock and she hurried across the 
room to get it, ripping it open and reading the contents as she hurried back 
to turn off her bath water. 

Dear Jenny, I have decided to spend a few days with Uncle Jasper. Millie's 
sick but that's not the only reason I left. They think the change will do me 
good. I left early this morning and hope you'll understand. 

Lately, I haven't been much good to you or to myself. Please understand. 
You're a big girl now. I know you won't have any trouble handling things but 
Uncle Jasper is going to wire Jeff and ask him to come home and check on you 
for a few days. 

I'll see you when I get my thoughts sorted out. You handle all the books and 
I didn't take any money so I guess you'll have all you need. 

Love, Mom 

Jenny's first reaction was confusion and then, thinking about yesterday's 
activities, she got excited. Days stretched in front of her with no mother 
to cook for and clean up after! This was going to be the most incredible 
summer of Jenny's young life. As she stepped into the gloriously hot bath, 
swirling steam made a wreath around her head. 

She played in the ocean of bubbles and giggled like a child. The soreness 
was working out of her body, replaced by the clean healthy feelings of youth 
and energy. Jenny lathered herself, reveling in the scent of soap and 
shampoo. She leaned way back in the water and used her pussy muscles to 
swoosh water in and out of her delicate cunt-hole, cleaning herself 
thoroughly. She wanted to be dainty, clean and ready when she went to the 
barn. 

Since she had moved the four studs in with the bitches early that morning, 
she intended to hurry to the dog run and see Tony as soon as possible. While 
Mom was away, Jenny would play. 

It was pleasure she wanted, and pleasure she'd have, she determined, 
dressing skimpily in silk short shorts and no panties. She left her bra in 
her room, too. Wearing a tight t-shirt that rubbed invitingly across her 
excited nipples, she ran a brush through her long, damp hair and headed for 
the barn. 

Jenny grinned, wondering if old Bellows would get suspicious. She also 
wondered if Dr. Allison would return. He'd probably been more totally fucked 
yesterday than he'd ever been fucked in his life. 

Old Bellows was indeed watching her as she strode across the yard to the 
barn. She hoped he wouldn't want to talk or detain her because her pussy was 
already leaping with familiar fire and anticipation. She felt the wetness 
start to spread in her pussy thicket, and she wanted to hurry, hurry so she 
could offer every sweet drop to Tony. 

"Where you goin', Miss Jenny?" Bellows called. 

His eyes were running up and down the girl's body in a lusty, arrogant way. 
Briefly, she wondered if he'd gone to bed as early as she'd thought last 
night. Surely he would never have thought to come into the barn. It often 
took several hours for Dr. Allison to treat all the dogs. 

Jenny returned his stare with equal arrogance. "I need to check the breeding 
pens." 

He actually seemed to sneer. 

"And then," Jenny continued, ignoring his look, "I'm going to spend the rest 
of the day in early training for some of the pups." 

It was an out and out lie, but it served the old man right. 

His usually pale, weathered face looked a little flushed and a bright glow 
burned deep in his eyes. The old fucker was excited! Jenny became even more 
suspicious that he had indeed snuck into the barn the night before. She 
laughed, thinking he deserved that too. It was the perfect punishment for an 
old fart with a dried-up prick. If he'd really watched the activities in the 
barn last night, she imagined his silly, fat cock had probably blown up in 
his wrinkled hand like a firecracker. 

As she reached for the barn door, the old man spoke. 

"You need any help?" he asked. The question was almost pitiful and a nasal 
whine had crept into his voice. 

"No thanks, Bellows," Jenny said, keeping her voice light. "You know I can't 
stand any interruptions when I train pups." 

She met his eyes with a direct gaze and marveled at what a good liar she was 
becoming. 

"And please, under the circumstances, keep the barn locked. I want no 
interruptions. Do you understand?" 

He nodded; his shoulders slumped meekly. She should have felt more 
compassion, she thought, but her pussy was drenched with juice and fires 
burned everywhere inside her body. 

She opened the barn door, closed it and set a heavy metal bar into cold 
steel brackets. The door was locked, and the girl's cunt leaped, almost as 
if it was trying to reach Tony's run ahead of her. 

When she entered the run, several dogs stood and wagged their tails with new 
interest. She could see the lust in their eyes and she covered her wet pussy 
mound protectively. Tony was nowhere to be seen, but Dread, the largest of 
all her dogs, leaped toward her as she turned to leave. In that fleeting 
second she saw his cock. It was bloated and tortured with unfulfilled 
desire. If she had waited even another minute to escape, Jenny knew she'd 
never have made it. Frightened, she hurried toward the back runs where the 
puppies and an occasional sick dog were kept, vowing on the way that Dread 
would mate with the next bitch in heat. 

She slid through a wire fence that led to the puppies' outside run, still 
wondering where Tony might be. 

Bellows was leaning over, pouring water into a bowl in one of the small 
cages kept for sick dogs. 

"Which one's sick?" Jenny hollered, already straining to hear over the 
yapping excitement of the pups. 

"Tony," Bellows replied slowly, looking Jenny up and down. "Doesn't seem to 
have any pep." 

His gaze was arrogant again, and the girl would have sworn he was baiting 
her, watching and listening to every nuance of her reaction. 

"Let me see how much pep he's got," she sneered, approaching the dog's cage 
and watching him jump to life before she even got there. His heavy cock slid 
from its sheath immediately, and old Bellows gave her a knowing look. 

"Maybe he just needed the right scenery," the old man said. 

His gaze rested on Jenny's hot, silky crotch and she was forced to turn 
away. 

"Guess you might as well take him back to the run," the old man continued. 
"He seems right enough now." 

That was a certainty. Tony was standing with his paws on the wire mesh as 
close to Jenny as he could get. His tongue lolled from the side of his mouth 
and his prick stood out like a salami. She wanted to give it a loving 
squeeze, she was so happy to see it, but she decided not to give Bellows 
another free show. 

She squeezed past the puppies again as she hurried to let Tony out of his 
cage and turn him loose in the cool and dimly lighted barn. He leaped up at 
her and began to lap her face with sheer joy. More than his tongue was 
happy, she realized. His heavy, cum-swollen cock brushed against her arms, 
chest and legs. 

As she tried to hurry Tony past the pups and get to a quiet, private place 
with him, the Doberman paused, rubbing noses with two pups and whining low 
in his throat. Jenny recognized both of them as studs from Tony's last 
litter. 

"Come on, tiger," she pleaded. "I can't give you pups, but I promise you'll 
have a good time." 

He still hung back, whining and staying with the two young dogs. They were 
about five months old, at that stage where they humped their hard little 
pricks on any leg that dared stand still more than two or three seconds. 

She was getting frustrated. Tony wasn't about to leave without those pups, 
and she was feeling a strange, curious burning start to throb inside her 
cunt again. She decided, if Tony wanted his boys and it was the only way she 
could get Tony, then the pups were welcome. 

She released the small Dobermans and led all of the dogs to a supply room 
near the center of the barn. It was cool there and several pallets covered 
the floor, a reminder of the beer parties her brother had hosted in the barn 
before he'd left for Colorado. 

The pups were unusually well-behaved as they made their way across the barn. 
The heat of Tony's close body and Jenny's curiosity about the pups had 
started an avalanche of desire in her fuck slit. Just thinking of Tony's 
sweet cock deep in her cunt made the young girl catch her breath and 
struggle for air. 

Twice, before they'd entered the room, Tony had sensed her heavy flow of 
pussy-juice and had swept his tongue over the silky crotch of her shorts. 
The second time, the material had slipped to one side and she'd felt the 
electric heat of his doggy tongue against her tender cunt lips. She had 
almost fallen to the floor right then, wanting him so badly. 

At last they reached the supply room and she led the way inside, stroking 
Tony's massive head as she slid to the floor on one of the pallets and 
buried her face against the dog's sleek neck. If it was possible for a woman 
to love an animal in more than one way, then Jenny was in love with Tony. 

He pushed her gently onto the pallet, licking her face, neck and upper legs. 
She gasped and tugged at her clothes, ripping them off and spreading herself 
nakedly in front of the beloved Doberman. He whined, seeming to coax his 
youngsters closer. 

"This is a sex lesson!" Jenny gasped aloud. "You've brought them here to 
have a woman!" 

She was touched by the dog's willingness to share, but still another 
sensation swept over her. Passion. Lewd and crazy passion. One dog was a 
glorious feast. Three might be such a gluttonous banquet that she'd never 
survive. 

Tony ran his tongue over her cunt lips, spreading them open for the pups to 
see. He whined at them, encouraging them to come closer and experience the 
aroma. Deciding to help, Jenny reached down and scooped up a handful of 
thick, wet juice which she rubbed on the small, flaccid prick of the 
smallest pup. 

The other pup's nose jerked at the scent and he seemed to search for it. 
Again Jenny dipped her fingers into her creamy cunt, but this time she 
spread her cunt lips wide and lifted her hips. If this baby dog wanted an 
education, it was certainly laid out for him. 

Tony licked her juicy cunt lovingly, then lifted his head, waiting for the 
pup to do the same. 

In a moment, the little fellow got the idea and dipped his soft young tongue 
into the thicket of pulsating lust. Apparently, he liked what he found. Soon 
he had straddled the girl's hip bone, where he'd placed his growing cock, 
and he began to wildly dry-fuck her as his tongue investigated every crevice 
in her needy scent. 

By now, the other pup had found the wet treasure Jenny had slathered on his 
healthy young prick, and he was sucking hungrily to get it all. Soon it was 
gone, and he went in search of more. When he stumbled on the young girl's 
hot pussy with his snout, he gave a joyous yelp and joined his brother. 

Both tongues lapped Jenny to delirious new heights and she stared between 
her legs, watching the two furry heads bob back and forth, not quite 
believing what was happening, but very glad that it was. 

Tony made a cursory check of their cocks. He rasped his wide thick tongue 
across each cock once and then left the pups to enjoy their cunt-feast. 

Gently, the large Doberman straddled Jenny's face and the fuck-tool she'd 
lusted after all morning slid easily into her mouth. If she thought the pups 
were greedy as they licked her off time after time, it was nothing to the 
nursing, sucking orgy she performed on Tony's cock. She was terribly afraid 
he would come before she'd had her fill, and she prayed his prick would 
throb-hot, hard and full-in her mouth forever. 

She tried to ignore the wild feelings the pups aroused in her. The larger 
one still thrust wildly against her hip bone, but she had begun to feel a 
warm stream dribbling toward her navel. The pup had come! She'd had his 
cherry! She felt exultant. 

The other pup, surprised at his brother's new talent, stopped his licking 
and turned his attention to the newly wilted cock. 

Tony gently pulled his enormous, swollen fuck-pole from Jenny's mouth and 
shoved the larger pup up to her face. The girl realized that, with generous 
fatherly love, Tony wanted her to get the pup's cock hard again, and she 
happily complied, pulling the young Doberman down. 

It was a gorgeous prick, and she craved it, wanted to suck it long and hard. 
Still she held back, wanting to gaze at the puppy's piss-slit an his hard 
little balls. At last she drew it greedily inside her mouth, sucking like a 
child on a tit. Soon, his stiff cock was growing inside Jenny's mouth and 
pushing hard against the back of her throat. This one would fuck her before 
the day was over, she thought. And that was why Tony had brought him, she 
realized, so he could have his first fuck with a woman, not a bitch. 

Tony was between her legs now, showing the pup how to drill his tongue deep 
inside her fuck hole until she bucked and arched her back. Her mouth was 
still full of puppy cock, and she held tight to the dog's sides, afraid 
she'd buck him off. He straddled her face and whined. She felt his body go 
rigid and then, as her cunt was getting double-licked, Jenny drank deeply 
from the larger pup's cock, enjoying his thick cum and knowing the baby dog 
had just become a stud. 

She continued to suck his prick long after it had gone soft inside her 
mouth. There was something so fresh and sweet about this young cock that 
Jenny hated to think she'd eventually have to let it go. She slurped lazily, 
spreading her legs as wide as possible. Her hands stroked her aching tits 
and she longed to have her taut nipples nursed relentlessly. 

She knew the bigger pup might respond to her female juices again, and she 
scooped a thick handful from between the darting tongues in her crotch. 
Spreading the gooey liquid over both nipples, she tensed and waited. It took 
the glassy-eyed pup only a moment to smell the treasure. Careful not to pull 
his cock out from between her lips, he twisted until his mouth was poised 
over her right nipple. And then he went to town. 

He didn't lick her the way Tony had. He sucked. He drew the turgid knob into 
his mouth and sucked with the force of a man. Eventually, more engrossed in 
his mouth than his cock, he withdrew his prick from between her lips and 
moved to her other nipple. The pleasure was intense. 

He amazed her, sucking as if he were being fed. Long tugs were his 
specialty, and he drew her hard nipple into his mouth over and over again. 
Both of them were enjoying the nuzzling and nursing when suddenly Jenny felt 
a familiar nudging at her ass. 

Tony was ready to fuck. 

Jenny turned onto her belly and raised up on all fours, giddy with 
anticipation. Tony's pups had been an incredible turn-on, but she was horny 
and ready for the real thing. She felt him mount her easily, and his 
wonderfully hard prick drilled deeply into her body. They began the familiar 
bucking and thrusting, feeling their releases still far off, but possible 
whenever they couldn't take the pleasure-pain any longer. 

The pups whined and circled Tony and Jenny, trying to jump on them and see 
what they were doing. Eventually both pups buried their snouts in Jenny's 
gushing pussy and lapped hungrily around her hot cunt-hole as their father's 
huge prick plowed in and out. 

Tony seemed to love the feel of their tongues against his thrusting prick, 
and he whined at them insistently, urging them to speed up the licking 
feast. The large Doberman came in an unexpected rush, and Jenny felt his big 
fucker slam deep into her womb. He moaned softly as she threw herself hard 
and fast against this new delight. She felt as if his cock had tripled in 
size, and she gasped with excitement, knowing he was helpless and unable to 
get it out of her cunt. 

His great, imprisoned cock brought her to climax over and over, aided by the 
puppies' frenzied tongues. 

At last the puppy who hadn't climaxed rolled onto his back in frustration. 
Jenny felt sorry for him and coaxed him until his sweet cock lay just below 
her lips. She dipped her head and began to suck his tiny cock greedily. 

As with the other puppy, maturity came on in a hurry. His cock grew quickly 
until it pressed hard against the back walls of her throat. Still she sucked 
like a crazed and wanton whore. Tony's cock was still hung deep in her womb, 
and he was moving sensuously against her ass. His paws clasped her sides 
possessively, and his larger son was burrowing in her cunt, trying 
desperately to draw her frenzied clit into his mouth in the same way he had 
sucked her nipples. 

Jenny almost died. 

But instead she came. A long, glorious climax that sent her reeling. The 
smaller puppy came when she did, shooting his virgin jizz into her throat 
and yelping with pleasure. 

The orgy ended at last. When they'd rested and the dogs had licked 
themselves and Jenny clean, she took the pups back to their run. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

Tony woke Jenny just before seven the next morning by digging under the thin 
sheet and burying his long nose in her pussy. While the young girl usually 
had a tendency to wake up slowly, her pussy didn't. By the time she realized 
what was happening, her cunt was leaking and dripping. 

The dog had become a magic fucking machine, and his tongue was like 
something from a dream. Jenny's ass bucked back and forth to meet his 
thrusting, exploring mouth and she discovered that waking from a deep sleep 
could be quite thrilling. 

They humped on the squeaky bed until their bodies were wet with sweat and 
her cunt-juices. Tony would come in Jenny's cunt, and then they would crawl 
into a sixty-nine position and lie there sucking each other for twenty or 
thirty minutes. Both of them came over and over again, and Jenny was sure 
the dog could have come even more, but her pussy finally began to get sore, 
began to think more about a hot bubble bath than hot cocks. 

With a twinge of regret, she pushed the Doberman away, promising him they'd 
fuck again soon. He never left her side as she changed her sheets, threw 
them in the washer and started a bath. By the time she was soaking in the 
hot water, she was already thinking about the morning's work schedule. 

She looked up to see Tony, his head cocked at an angle, trying to see her 
pussy under the bubbly, deep water. She laughed. 

"You are insatiable," Jenny teased, turning and lifting her hips, allowing 
him a quick look. "See? It's still there." 

She finished her bath and got dressed in a hurry, refusing to let Tony get 
her back up on that old brass bed. 

Soon she and Tony hurried out of the house. 

The Doberman followed her down to the barn and the fresh air seemed to 
exhaust him. He went to his run eagerly, but the moment Jenny opened the 
gate and let him in, he cast one loving glance over his shoulder, then 
hurried to the back of the pen where he curled up against the wire fence and 
fell sound asleep. 

"Finally wore you out, huh?" the young girl teased. "Well I must be a pretty 
good fuck, then." 

She smiled at him and closed the gate, hurrying across the barn to check the 
dogs in the mating pens. 

Of the eight dogs she had penned, all but two looked as bad as Tony. She 
guessed they'd been hard at work. Queenie, the bitch who loved to fuck, was 
bucking back and forth against a two-year-old stud. He still looked game, 
even though Jenny knew Queenie often backed her males against the fence so 
they couldn't dismount. That way she was able to fuck for incredible periods 
of time. 

Jenny hurried past, not wanting to disturb them. Still, the sight of that 
healthy fucking male with his head flattened between Queenie's 
shoulder-blades while he thrust repeatedly into her hot pussy made the 
girl's pussy leap for Tony again. Those humping dogs were an erotic sight to 
see, and the dripping fluids between Jenny's legs told her she'd recovered 
from this morning's fuck-session earlier than she'd expected. 

Bellows was carrying a case of food into one of the storage rooms when Jenny 
left the mating runs. He eyed her without malice or suspicion . . . .which 
made her very suspicious. 

"How are you this morning, Bellows?" 

He just smiled as if nothing had happened, as if he hadn't been insolent and 
suggestive the past couple of days. "I'm fine, Miss Jenny. Just fine." 

She couldn't even feel his eyes boring into her ass-cheeks as she walked 
away, which was strange. No dipping and bobbing in his bib overalls so he 
could show her his prick, and no staring at her ass? Maybe the old fart was 
sick or something. 

She turned. "You feeling okay this morning, Bellows?" 

He nodded. "Fine, Miss Jenny." He looked down at his feet for a moment. "Got 
a problem up in the loft, though." 

"What's that?" she asked, anxious to get on with her work. 

"Maybe it's nothing," he said. "But several cases of food seem to be 
missing. I thought you might help me check the inventory." 

Jenny's feed delivery wasn't due for almost a month. Missing food could be a 
problem. 

"Let's check it out then," she said. "I'd sure hate to have to call a 
special order out from town. They charge me an arm and a leg for small 
orders." 

"Know what you mean," Bellows said, brushing his hands off and heading for 
the narrow ladder that led to the loft over the barn. 

He stepped back to let Jenny scale the ladder first. She thought about her 
short shorts-no panties again today-and wondered if she should risk giving 
the old man a thrill. 

By the fourth rung Jenny could feel a faint brush of air caress her cunt as 
she lifted her legs from one step to the next. If a breeze could touch her, 
then it was almost a sure bet old Bellows was getting a pretty good show. 

She should never have trusted old Bellows. When she reached the top of the 
ladder and pushed her head up into the loft, she saw Dread. 

He was sort of lolling near the rectangular opening and he was licking his 
cock slowly, as if something had been smeared on it and he was cleaning 
himself off. 

Jenny turned to protest, but old Bellows poked her ass with his pocket knife 
and she jumped the rest of the way into the loft. 

She turned, rage contorting her face. 

"How dare you trick me?" she sputtered. "Let me down that ladder this 
instant!" 

But the glow that had lit the old man's face yesterday was back and he 
seemed horny and wild-eyed beyond all reasoning. 

"What do you want?" Jenny managed to ask at last. 

His gaze swept over her insolently and then moved to the large Doberman who 
still tugged and licked his enormous cock. 

Finally, bringing his glance back to the girl's fear-hardened nipples, he 
said, "It's just that me and old Dread got tired of watching you fuck 
everyone and everything on this farm but us." 

He fooled with the knife and spun it carelessly round and round. 

"And," he continued, "if we wasn't watching you fuck, we was listening to 
you fuck or imagining you were fucking." 

"You shouldn't have looked!" Jenny spat. "What I do is none of your 
business." 

She thought back over the last couple of days. Maybe the old bastard was 
bluffing. 

"What is it you think you saw?" she sneered, trying to sound convincing. 

"I saw it all," he said. 

"So, what do you want?" Jenny repeated. 

"A piece of the action." Then he grinned lewdly. "Just a piece would suit us 
fine." 

He laughed hard at his own stupid joke and the dog looked up, eyeing them 
languidly before dropping his head to his giant cock again. 

Jenny wondered what Bellows had smeared on the Doberman's prick to make him 
lick it so relentlessly. She was starting to get every wet between the legs 
as she watched Dread slurp his own prick back and forth between his lips. 
Angry as she was at old Bellows, and afraid as she was that word of her 
dog-fucking would get out, she was getting very horny for the Doberman's 
gorgeous cock. 

The old man twirled his knife and watched her face. 

"You'd make a wonderful bitch, Jenny," he said. "You never get tired of 
cock." 

His flushed cheeks grew even redder as he stared at her swollen tits. 

"Take off your shirt," he rasped. "Me and my friend want a taste of those 
tits." 

Her head swam with confusion. She wanted that dog-prick badly, but this was 
blackmail. Old Bellows dropped his jack-knife and bent to retrieve it. As 
usual, his fleshy cock swung back and forth. If he was horny, it showed a 
lot more in his cheeks than it did in his flaccid prick. 

"What if I don't take off my shirt?" Jenny challenged. 

"I'll tell Dread to knock you down and we'll take what we want. I've done 
some dog training of my own whilst you was training pups." His face split 
with an ancient grin. "I trained this one to mouth-fuck himself whenever I 
rub his cock with the sweet juices of a bitch in heat." He stared at her, a 
question in his eyes. "Wonder what folks would think if they knew all the 
things you've trained your pups to do?" 

"Are you going to tell?" she asked. 

"Not if you take your shirt off and be a good girl." His hands almost shook 
in their eagerness to touch her. "Just do all the things me and Dread want 
up here in the loft and we'll never tell a soul." 

She reached for the hem of her skirt and slowly drew the garment over her 
head. 

Old Bellows gave a soft gasp. 

"Count your blessings, Jenny," he said as his claw-like old fingers began to 
squeeze her tender flesh. "I'm an old man. I'll never be able to bother you 
near as often as you fuck Tony." 

He pushed her to the floor. He wasn't exactly rough, but neither was he 
gentle. As soon as her body settled onto the soft, familiar pallet he'd set 
on the floor, he began to grope her in earnest. His hands, more powerful 
than they appeared, stripped her shorts away in less than ten seconds. Once 
her cunt was bare, the old man dipped his fingers in, swirled them around 
and then shoved the creamy liquid to his lips where he lovingly lapped up 
each drop. 

His eyes were glazed, his voice hushed. "Okay, Dread," he whispered. "You 
know what to do." 

Jenny looked up in time to see the old man drop his bib overalls to the 
floor and kick them away. His wrinkled hand grasped the cock she'd viewed so 
often. His fingers squeezed, working slowly up and down his thick prickshaft 
as the enormous Doberman lumbered to his feet and stepped between her legs. 

His tongue found its target in seconds, and he whined deep in his throat 
before settling onto his haunches as if he planned to be there awhile. 

Jenny cried her delighted pleasure to the world and spread her legs wide, 
lifting her hips expertly so Dread would get the best possible angle for his 
greedy mouth. He was wonderful, so wonderful that Jenny decided all male 
Dobermans were just natural lovers. 

First his tongue would stroke. Then he'd draw one cunt lip into his mouth 
and shake his head, biting very gently. It was the greatest sensation Jenny 
had ever felt. She tilted her hips, changing position so the dog would 
pleasure the other side of her cunt, her other swollen, needy cunt lip. 

Dread's tongue darted down to her ass-hole and swiped several hard, rasping 
strokes across her delicate assbud. She squealed, shoving her ass and her 
cunt at the dog's mouth with intense desire. 

Old Bellows was squeezing her tits and groaning. He was just about as horny 
as anybody Jenny had ever seen. He kept dragging his long, velvety prick 
over her soft skin. But Jenny was so intoxicated by the sensual things Dread 
was doing to her pussy that she just ignored the old man's cock. 

Now, her cut felt as large as Bellow's cock, and it was engorged, pulsing as 
if it would shoot thick juices against the wall of the loft when she finally 
let herself climax. 

Suddenly, as she lay moaning on the pallet, Bellows slid his soft prick 
inside her mouth. Dread was shoving his tongue in and out of her fuck hole 
with a rigid persistence. Jenny was wild. She slurped on Bellows' cock, 
loving the softness, remembering all the musky, childishly perverted dreams 
that same cock had provoked. 

Dread's awesome tongue drilled her to one . orgasm after another, and she 
rewarded the duo by bucking hard against the Doberman's face, and by sucking 
like a wild thing on the old man's cock. 

Soon she felt Dread's snout probing her ass muscles, lifting her pussy to a 
point where her cunt lips almost swallowed his face. He was telling her to 
turn over, using the language she'd learned from Tony, the language of 
Doberman love. 

She pushed Bellows away, not roughly, but still she heard him cry out with 
dismay as his cock slid out of her warm mouth and hung limply in the cool 
loft air. In seconds, she had turned over and presented Dread with her wet, 
wide-spread pussy. She felt her thick cunt-juices dribble down her inner 
thighs and listened, as if from a pleasurable distance, to the gurgling 
sounds of both males. 

Bellows' hands were clawing at her ass-cheeks and her belly as he made 
unintelligible noises that only half sounded like words. He tried to poke 
his soft cock in her cunt, but she heard Dread growl low. Bellows pulled 
back, giving the large Doberman all the room he wanted. 

The dog circled Jenny once, seeming to strut past her face with his gigantic 
cock hanging about nine inches from balls to sharp tit. After he'd paraded 
his pride, he stood behind the girl and swiped his wide, flat tongue across 
her dripping pussy at least ten times. It was like riding a roller coaster. 
He kept hauling Jenny to the peaks of emotion and then drilling his tongue 
into her cunt so deeply that she climaxed and fell like a stone. Her heart 
seemed to stop and her breathing cease as she waited for his magnificent 
tongue to pierce her again. 

Bellows cried out and threw himself in front of Jenny, pumping his cock with 
frenzied hands that no longer seemed to have enough strength to bring his 
aged cock to climax. Jenny ignored him as she twisted her ass, rotating it 
provocatively, luring Dread to climb aboard. 

As her ass made slow, sensual circles, she dipped her head and slurped 
Bellows' cock into her mouth and closed her lips tightly. The old man seemed 
grateful, and for the first time, Jenny felt his prick swell. 

Dread, having nuzzled and sucked her to yet another orgasm, finally mounted 
her slender body, placing his heavy paws on either side of her waist. Dread 
clasped her tighter, squeezing her rib cage and letting his claws scrape her 
swollen nipples every so often. 

They established a good rhythm quickly. Jenny would pull on Bellows' cock 
with her mouth, hollowing her cheeks so as to suck as hard as possible. Tiny 
drops oozed from his piss-slit, sending her crazy, so that she slammed back 
into Dread's cock. She bucked to and fro between them. 

Suck. Plunge. Suck. Plunge. 

Back and forth, their wild action continued. Jenny was crazed with lust, 
wanting to bring the Doberman to his knees with pleasure and the old man to 
his belly with gratitude. Her mind reeled as her fuck-slit spasmed and shot 
cumjuice all over Dread's creamy fuckrod. 

Thirty minutes later, their action wasn't slowing a bit. Jenny sucked and 
bucked, drinking from the old man's cock as she fed herself to the dog. 

Bellows' cock finally rose to a size that seemed promising. She decided he 
was going to climax after all. His body slammed into her face, and she could 
feel his coarse pubic hairs that she'd studied all those years ago. They 
were pressed into her tender flesh like spears. The old man's hands found 
her tits and dug into them with tremendous strength. 

He pushed against her, baying like a wolf and shoving her ass onto Dread's 
fuck-pole with incredible force. For a single moment she was aloft, impaled 
between them, speared by two cocks like meat on a spit. 

Jenny loved it. She tugged harder and harder on the old man's cock, knowing 
this could be his last climax ever. It had taken so long and he might never 
have the strength again. But he had it now. His prick turned rock-hard and 
charged into the back of her throat. She tilted her head and drank his 
cockshaft deeper, pulling it down to the depths that had never held cock 
before. 

Then he came. He wailed just once, a sound not un-like a coyote on a lonely 
night. The jizz poured into Jenny's throat, spurt after spurt. He came and 
came and came. The thick fluid tasted very musky and salty, tasted as if it 
had been stored a very long time. 

He pulled her hair hard, jerking her head back and forth on his cock, making 
her suck and taste him long after his climax had ended and his prick had 
gone soft again. 

Dread seemed to have waited for the old man's pleasure to fade. Once it did, 
the dog began a series of long, hard thrusts that brought Jenny back to 
reality, awakened her to new delights as she plunged her hot cunt onto his 
prickshaft again and again. They fucked insanely, drilling each other's 
bodies as if drilling for oil. 

When the dog came, Jenny came with him. They rode the waves of sweetness for 
several minutes, sighing with contentment. Jenny dozed, dreaming of a party 
where all the dogs came in her mouth and cunt, and they never got soft or 
tired. 

In the middle of the dream, she dreamed her brother walked in. He started to 
yell and everything got confused. So she sucked on 

Dread's cock, lapped it hard until everything was sweet and calm again and 
the confusion went away. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

A sharp slap stung Jenny's face and shattered her cocoon of contentment. She 
gazed up from the loft floor, trying to shake the confusion and the remnants 
of lust from her mind. 

Her brother Jeff stood over her, his face contorted with rage and his hand 
still upraised. He had slapped her, but she couldn't make her mind 
comprehend why he would do that. 

"Slut!" He spat the word at Jenny and dragged her to her feet. "I wonder if 
Dad realized what a great playground he'd left you! Do you fuck all the dogs 
or just a few?" 

She lowered her eyes, not wanting to face him. 

He glared at old Bellows. "You bastard!" Jeff's eyes were like little slits; 
his anger was terrible. 

Jenny stared at him, feeling humiliated because she was standing before him 
naked. Dread didn't seem to comprehend the danger at all. He leaned his head 
into her crotch and slurped a great mouthful of thick juice out with his 
tongue. She tried to push him away, but he just gazed at her in confusion. 

She stepped back, an act that revealed her entire naked body to her brother. 
His face twisted again, but this time it reminded her more of an expression 
of lust. 

A great bulge was forming in his pants. He saw Jenny looking at it and that 
made him even more angry. He grabbed her arm, twisted it and pushed her 
toward the ladder. Her clothes still lay in a moist pile on the pallet. 

"Let me get dressed," she breathed, wanting any excuse to break free of his 
grasp. 

"For who?" he yelled. "There's no one left to hide from, Jenny. Mom's gone 
and Bellows is with you." He glared, but even as he did his eyes lingered on 
her flushed and swollen tits. "Who is it you wish to dress for?" 

"You," she whispered. She reached down for her damp shorts, but he kicked 
them away. 

"Why bother, Jenny? Uncle Jasper called and asked me to come home and 
protect you. Now that I've seen you in all your naked glory I don't think 
you need protection." His eyes smoldered with rage. "You need a keeper." 

He shoved her toward the ladder again and she leaned over, sobbing softly as 
she tried to get her footing on the top rung. She slipped once and Jeff 
caught her roughly. His arm brushed both her tits as she struggled to regain 
her footing and she heard him gasp softly. By the time she had steadied her 
legs and started to descend the ladder, her brother's arm was still pressed 
against her soft nipples. 

She looked at him, confusion in her gaze. He was all rough and tough 
business again. 

"Get on down! Go down there and strut your bare pussy for all those other 
dogs." He stared at her, as if he were imagining her doing just that. "Go 
ahead, maybe if the other dogs don't react to your cunt I won't have to 
believe my sister is the world's most energetic dog-fucker." 

Jenny glanced at him as she slowly climbed down the steps. He might be 
angry, but she had the strange feeling he was a lot more upset with the 
feelings in his own head than he was about the things she'd done in the 
loft. 

When they had all reached the floor below and Jeff had helped old Bellows 
drag Dread down, Jenny stood in the middle of the barn, trying to hide her 
pussy and tits with her hands and failing miserably. 

Jeff turned to Bellows. "Get your ass outside and start the chores. I don't 
know what I'm going to do with you, but you sure as hell better do as you're 
told." 

The old man nodded obediently, and Jenny knew he was thinking how impossible 
it would be to find another job at his age. 

"Move!" Jeff yelled and the old man took off at a fast pace, hooking the 
straps on his overalls as he ran. Dread was right behind him. 

Jeff was still angry as he stomped about the barn. 

"Can I get dressed?" Jenny begged. "What's the hurry?" he sneered. "I want 
to get dressed, dammit!" Now she was getting angry, too. "Don't get high and 
mighty with me, Jenny." 

He leaned close, so close she could feel his hot breath on her face. "You 
let me handle this my own way or I'll call Mom and Uncle Jasper right now 
and tell them what I've seen." 

The young girl's stomach knotted, actually twisted with pain. 

They were standing close to the male dog's run, and Jenny kept trying to 
hide her body from all the Dobermans as well as from her brother. His eyes 
were growing more bold as he gazed at her nakedness, trying to see around 
and through her darting, protective hands. 

She crouched, holding herself in an odd, fetal position. 

Jeff was enraged. He slammed his fist into a support beam and jerked her to 
her feet. "Oh! I can't see you, but you'll fuck a dog. Is that it, Jenny?" 

"I didn't mean to fuck the dog!" she yelled. "Bellows was mad. He tricked me 
into going to the loft and everything else just sort of . . . happened." 

Jeff sneered. "You are calling that a rape? From what I saw, Bellows and the 
dog got raped!" 

"I didn't say I didn't enjoy it after it got started," she whispered. "I 
didn't intend to like it as much as I did." 

A tear rolled slowly down her cheek. She kept praying that Tony was still 
tired, that he wouldn't spring to life and position himself against the wire 
cage with one of his glorious hard-ons. 

But, before that could happen, Jeff apparently started to feel bad. He 
stripped his shirt off and wrapped it around Jenny's shoulders. She was 
grateful when he led her away from the run and they started toward the 
house. She still felt naked, and she knew old Bellows was watching from 
somewhere. Jenny could almost feel the man's eyes on her naked ass-cheeks as 
Jeff led her away from the barn. 

Jeff was really very gentle as they walked the short distance to the house. 
He put his arm around his sister and drew her close. 

She didn't even mind when she felt his hand brush her right nipple and 
linger on the tender bud longer than necessary. Having his fingers softly 
graze her tit flesh was a lot nicer than having him scream at her or 
Bellows. 

But as soon as they entered the house and the door was tightly closed behind 
them, Jeff got angry again. He ripped his shirt away and spun Jenny around 
so her body was fully exposed before his eyes. His cheeks were red, flushed 
with rage and the secret passion he'd fought since he'd been a boy. 

"That's enough, Jeff!" Jenny yelled. 

The whole scene was making her mad. He'd been in control just because he'd 
caught her, old Bellows, and the dog off guard. What they had done might be 
wrong, but they hadn't done it to him. 

She realized she had to stop her brother before he became so jealous and 
angry that he got all of them in trouble. 

She pulled away, glaring at her brother with contempt. 

"Back here, slut!" he yelled, grabbing her arm and twirling her around so 
hard her tits slapped loudly against her arms. 

She looked down at her naked body, looked at the bruises he'd inflicted in 
his rage. She lifted her tits with both hands and offered them to him in as 
sarcastic a way as she could. 

"Go ahead, bully," she sneered. "You've been after these for years. You 
don't have to pretend you're gonna tell Mama just so you can get a taste." 

She thrust her body at him and brushed his chest with a mound of soft 
tit-flesh. 

He was stunned, and Jenny enjoyed watching him squirm for a change. 

"What do you mean? Me wanting your tits?" His laughter was hollow and the 
red in his cheeks grew deeper. 

"Yes, you! You hid in the hall and watched me undress so many times that 
there are still marks on the carpet from all the times you jacked off." 

He looked really embarrassed. 

She seized the moment to flaunt her tits a little more, turning away long 
enough to moisten her nipples. Now they stood taut and gleaming, and she 
strutted around the kitchen with no shame. 

"So, Jeff, when you get ready to tell Mom I fucked a dog, just remember how 
unbelievable that sounds." She narrowed her eyes to slits. "And if you tell 
her that story, I'm going to tell her you came here and tried to make love 
to me. When I refused, you threatened me with that terrible, sick lie." 

His face fell and, like Bellows and Dr. Allison, he was in Jenny's control. 

She stroked her tits and let her hands glide slowly down her sides, 
caressing each curve and hollow. She was beginning to like the idea of being 
alone in the house with Jeff. He, like old Bellows, had waited a very long 
time for her body. If he still wanted her now that she had become a woman, 
Jenny hoped they could get it on soon. 

She walked toward the stairs. "I assume you'll let me get dressed now, 
Jeff?" 

He seemed rooted to the floor, but his eyes followed her, darting up and 
down, seemingly trying to drink in her body before she covered it again. 

She placed her foot on the first step, then turned, spreading her legs just 
enough to give him a glimpse of cunt. 

He didn't move, so she hurried on up the stairs and started hot water 
pouring into the tub. All this fucking was making her the cleanest girl in 
the county. 

Jenny didn't worry about Jeff. He'd be along shortly. 

She had just gotten out of the tub and was toweling her body briskly when 
she heard him outside the bathroom. 

"Come on in," she called, wrapping the towel tightly around herself. "You've 
been away too long, Jeff. Let's call a truce and just be glad to see each 
other again." 

He walked through the bathroom door slowly, as if he expected her to be 
standing there naked again. She knew the fuck-scene with the dog had really 
freaked him out and he was treating her like a leper. 

She ignored him, drying her long brown hair with the blow-dryer, very aware 
that it took on a lion's mane look when she did that. Jeff just watched her 
in the mirror and they didn't talk. When she finished with her hair, she 
walked across the hall to her room and fell on the bed, towel and all. 

Jeff followed. He stood in the doorway, lust distorting all his features. 
His soul had surrendered to Jenny but his mind hadn't given in yet. He was 
still the shocked Midwestern boy who had caught his sister fucking a 
Doberman. 

Finally he spoke. "How do you live with it, Jenny?" 

He was so sincere she couldn't get angry. 

"I honestly can't live without it, Jeff." She looked at him, hoping he'd 
understand. "Now that I've had a dog I just want it to be part of my sex 
life. Not all of it, believe me. But part." 

He sat on the edge of the bed, relaxing more now that he'd asked the 
question. "Did you really know I was out in the hall watching you all those 
times when we were kids?" 

Jenny laughed. Jumping up and dropping the towel, she leaned over and swung 
her tits from side to side and then she turned, giving him a long look at 
her ass. 

"Look familiar?" 

His face was ghostly. "You did know! I almost went out of my mind finding 
ways to sneak to your room before you put your pajamas on and got into bed." 

"I know," she laughed, lying back down and discreetly pulling the towel over 
her body. "But I could always hear you in your room-those big moans when you 
were playing with yourself. Then you'd always jump up and head for my room. 
That gave me just enough time to put on my act." 

He groaned and hid his face in his hands. 

"God, you were a bitch, Jenny. All these years I've felt like such a 
pervert." He grinned. "Me! Imagine that. You should be giving me lessons. I 
still haven't had more than two dates in Colorado and you've been home 
fucking the dogs." 

His face flushed at the mention of the dogs, but he didn't get uptight 
again. Jenny knew her brother was horny. His cock was throbbing inside his 
jeans and he was getting silly from trying to act normal. She felt sorry for 
him, for the lonely nights he'd spent since he'd left the farm. 

"Do you want to fuck me?" she whispered. 

He stared at her and then pulled her into his arms with such longing and 
force that the towel fell to the floor. 

Jeff seemed nervous as he held her. He had a long way to go, but he seemed 
eager to learn. 

Jenny took his clothes off and then she rubbed baby oil all over his body, 
letting her fingers drag and linger in those places she like to have touched 
on her own body. Jeff was the most inexperienced man she could imagine. 

She loved stimulating. He was more virginal than Tony's pups. She thought he 
would pass out when she began to let her mouth and tongue follow her fingers 
across his chest. She drew one nipple into into her mouth, tongued it 
unmercifully and then bit down with gentle nips. 

Jeff thrashed beneath her on the bed, crying her name like a lost child. 

She dragged her fingernails over his quivering flesh, going lower and lower 
until both her hands and her face hovered over his crotch. His cock was a 
wonderful surprise. Long, thick and full. He must have tugged it a lot when 
they were kids in order to get it that big. 

He was stroking Jenny's hair as she gazed at his cock and then, moaning 
softly, he pulled her head down into his musky groin. 

She sniffed his delightful male smell and her body caught fire, becoming 
again the magical, mystical fucking machine she had come to expect. 

With expertise and desire she drew Jeff's enormous cock inside her mouth and 
began to lick it. She hadn't realized until his cock was deep in her throat 
just how much she had wanted her brother. 

It took less than ten minutes of deep-throated sucking to bring Jeff's cock 
to a boil. He went rigid in Jenny's arms and she shoved her face hard into 
his coarse forest of pubic hair and drew his entire prickshaft as far down 
her throat as possible. 

She loved the taste and feel of her brother's thick fucker as it began to 
leap and buck against her throat muscles and then enormous wads of cum 
spurted into her mouth. She tried to drink it all but couldn't. His cock 
filled her so full that the cum dripped and oozed from her lips even as she 
struggled to savor each drop. 

Of all the cum she'd tasted in the past three days, her brother's was by far 
the best. It had a young male flavor, a spunkiness that made her cunt twitch 
with desire. 

Holding Jeff's throbbing cock tightly with her lips, she maneuvered her hips 
until she'd straddled his face and poised her wet fuck-slit just over his 
mouth. 

There was a hesitation, one she didn't mind too much because she was so busy 
slurping Jeff's magnificent long fuckrod back to rigid perfection. His 
thighs muscles trembled and tensed as his cock slid back into the deep 
recesses of her throat and she allowed her tight lips to close around him. 

At that moment she felt his fingers dip into her soft, dripping cunt and 
spread her pussy lips wide. Seconds later, his tongue entered her hungry 
cunt-hole. If he needed lessons in love, she certainly couldn't tell. His 
mouth worked like magic and he brought her to one climax after another. 

They nestled in that position for hours, bringing each other off time after 
time. Eventually, after they'd both climaxed repeatedly, they dozed. 

It was almost dark outside when Jenny opened her eyes. Jeff's tongue was 
raging in and out of her hot fuck-hole and he was twisting around, trying to 
find her mouth with his rigid cock. 

Jenny pushed him back. "We haven't fucked," she whispered. "Let's fuck." 

He stared at her. "We can't. We're-you know." 

"What?" she asked. "Related? I know you want me and I want you. Why should 
we let other people set our standards?" 

"You don't think it's wrong?" His hand was pumping his cock all the while he 
talked. 

"No," she laughed, getting him turned around at last. "I don't think it's 
wrong if it's what we both want to do." 

His mouth swooped down and engulfed her lips. His tongue burrowed deep into 
the recesses of her mouth and their body juices mingled. Jenny could taste 
her own cunt fluids on his tongue mixed with the man flavor of his spit. Her 
own mouth tasted of Jeff and she could tell that turned him on. 

They moved against each other greedily, letting their hands intertwine as 
they explored each other's bodies. Finally they could take the tension no 
longer. Jeff poised his gigantic cock over Jenny's hungry cunt and she 
expertly guided him into her cunt lips. 

Their fucking was instinctive, born of the desire they'd kept dormant for so 
many years. They moved with easy fluid grace, pumping themselves until 
incredible penetration had been achieved. Jeff's cock was long-by far the 
longest cock she'd taken yet-and she lifted her ass and ground her hips 
until she had consumed his entire fuckshaft. 

They pumped on her old brass bed and felt the exhilaration of their 
incestuous fucking. Then, with one last, magnificent push, they came 
together, shouting their pleasure loudly through the empty house, defying 
their dead father and their absent, alcoholic mother with lusty, animalistic 
cries. 

Hours later, they collapsed exhausted. They had fucked until they could fuck 
no more. Jeff, newly aroused to the pleasures of his own body, now 
understood how loneliness had driven Jenny to the dogs. 

The last thing he said before they fell into sated sleep was, "Please let me 
watch you tomorrow. Let me watch you fuck some dogs." 

Jenny patted him, knowing the days were getting sweeter, and hoping their 
mother would stay away for a long, long time. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

Jeff woke Jenny the next morning with a surprise. He held a steaming cup of 
coffee and a bouquet of flowers he'd picked from the garden next to the 
house. 

As she sat up smiling, Jenny thanked him for such thoughtful gifts. Just 
then, Tony bounded into the bedroom. 

"What's this?" she asked, unable to keep the twinkle out of her eyes. "I 
think my stuffy brother has had a change of heart." 

Jeff smiled and ran his hand sensuously over the bulge in his shorts. As he 
touched his cock, it sprang to life. 

"I've had a change all right," he said. "But I wouldn't necessarily say it 
was in my heart." 

Jenny scooted up on the bed and leaned against the headboard. 

"We have to get busy," she cautioned Jeff. "The dogs have to be fed and most 
of them need to be exercised." 

"This is Sunday. We're going to rest." He sipped his coffee and let his 
glance fall on Tony in a meaningful way. 

"So, you tell the dogs they can't eat," she laughed. "I forgot to get them a 
calendar this year." 

Tony was excited to see her, and he was circling the bed, trying to find a 
way to jump up there and start playing those games with her that he loved to 
play. She reached down to pet him, and he quickly maneuvered himself so he 
was rubbing his cock all over her hand. 

She stroked his cock-skin back and forth a few times, getting herself as 
excited as the dog. He stood, placed his paws on the bed, and licked her 
face. She had to look away from his sweet prick which was standing proudly 
just a few inches from her eyes. 

"Get down, silly," she said, pushing him away. "Let me drink my coffee." She 
studied Jeff carefully. "Why did you bring him up here?" 

Her brother grinned broadly. "Two reasons. One, I want the three of us to 
get better acquainted. Two, we have no chores to do today. I told Bellows to 
do them all, and he's so grateful to be staying that he said it would be a 
pleasure." 

"Just how much better acquainted do you want the three of us to get?" she 
inquired, gazing at Tony and letting her mind dwell on all the lewd things 
she had done with the dog in the past. 

"I want to watch the two of you fuck," Jeff replied simply. 

Jenny leaned forward and gave him a soft kiss. As she did, the sheet fell 
away and her full tits spilled into view. 

Tony barked at the sight of her tits and jumped on the bed, tipping both 
cups of coffee. They laughed and let the cups fall. Jeff attached his mouth 
to one tit and Tony began a frenzied lick-feast on the other. 

Carefully, Jenny settled back, trying not to disturb either of her loving 
males as they readjusted their positions. Jeff lay beside her, drawing her 
engorged right nipple in and out of his mouth, taking tiny nips with his 
teeth as he got all turned-on watching the dog. 

Tony's swollen cock swayed heavily before Jenny's eyes. She had seen it like 
this before, but her brother seemed totally unprepared for the sight of his 
massive cock. One creamy drop of cum oozed from Tony's piss slit and Jeff 
almost passed out. 

Jenny wanted that drop of cum. In fact, she wanted Tony's beautiful cock 
back inside her mouth. She had missed him more than she'd realized. If Jeff 
didn't like this, he'd have to leave the room. He'd brought Jenny her 
favorite dog-lover and he'd have to pay the price of watching the two of 
them do what they did best. 

"C'mere, Tony," she whispered softly. "Come and give me some honey." 

The Doberman moved forward until his prick was poised just above her mouth. 
God, it was beautiful! Full, hard, and hot. She wanted to feel its firmness 
on her tongue and feel it thrusting deep into her throat. The pink point 
almost hypnotized her as she watched it move sensuously over her face. It 
was a strange contrast to the great, round knob on Jeff's cock. She loved 
both their fuck-shafts, but right now she wanted Tony, wanted him in every 
way. 

Tony took one last step, positioning his great fuckrod less than an inch 
from Jenny's lips. Folding her pillow under her head, she gained the extra 
reach and drew his swollen cock into the warmth of her mouth. 

She tongued the dog-prick, reveling in the intense pleasure of such 
wonderful cock-flesh. Her cheeks surged in and out as she sucked his 
fuck-pole deeper and deeper into her throat. 

Beside her, Jeff licked her nipple and stared at the cock-sucking with 
wide-eyed fascination. His hands were roaming everywhere, on Jenny, then 
tugging at his own cock. 

"How does he taste?" Jeff asked, his voice shaking with passion. 

"Wonderful," Jenny replied, using the short break to take a deep gulp of 
air. 

Then, hungry beyond belief to eat the dog, she began to run her tongue over 
his fuzzy balls. At last, too greedy to be patient, she sucked his thick 
fuckrod back into her throat. 

Jeff groaned and dug his fingers into her wet, dripping cunt. Her ass lifted 
to meet him, and she opened her cunt-slit like a clam, sucking his fingers 
deep down where her pussy lips could grasp them and grind against the 
hardness of his palm. Her clit went wild, searching for his thumb. Once 
she'd found it, she drilled her body hard upward. 

Impaled that way, between Tony's monstrous cock and Jeff's thumb and 
fingers, she had her first climax. Wave after wave of passion washed over 
her. Her lips clamped down on Tony's cock and her cheek muscles massaged it 
with machine-like precision. 

At the same time, her cunt opened and gobbled two of Jeff's fingers, sucking 
them deep inside and holding them captive. 

Tony responded by thrusting his hips at her face with rhythmic sensuality. 
His performance was a dance which she couldn't see because the pleasure of 
their actions had her moaning and closing her eyes in spite of her great 
desire to see everything that happened. 

She felt Jeff move down between her legs where he softly kissed her wet cunt 
while he continued to draw his fingers in and out of the tight little 
fuck-hole. The sound this frigging made was erotic and it made Jenny tug 
harder on Tony's cock with her mouth. She pulled the Doberman's huge fuckrod 
deep inside her throat as she gurgled her passion loudly through the room 
and let her fingers gently maul the dog's balls. 

His ball sac went hard with desire and he pushed his wonderful cock even 
deeper into her throat. His cock was hard, hot, and rigid. Jenny felt his 
body tense and he clawed his way up the bed. His ass dipped low, and by all 
his body language, she knew he was ready to come. 

Jeff seemed to sense this, too, and he pulled his hands and face out of 
Jenny's pussy, crawling close to her head so he could watch the Doberman 
come. 

The dog wailed, and then he began to hump the girl's mouth furiously, 
pumping wad after wad of thick, heavy cum deep into her throat. 

As always, she tried to drink all of the delightful liquid and failed. 
Syrupy drops began to seep from the corners of her mouth as she gulped and 
swallowed. 

Jeff moaned, and then he placed his mouth on Jenny's, licking the cum that 
dribbled free and whining as he opened his mouth slightly. She knew his lips 
and tongue felt the thrusting motion of flesh as the Doberman's cock plunged 
in and out of her mouth. 

The dog seemed to come for hours. One spasm would end, only to have a new 
wave of vibrations shake his cock and a new stream of cum would shoot out. 

Jeff was wild. His hands squeezed Jenny's tits and massaged her heaving 
tit-flesh until she thought she might come from that sensation alone. 

Then, still holding her tits and licking Tony's thrusting fuckrod, Jeff 
managed to roll onto Jenny's body and insert his hot swollen cock into her 
cunt. 

The new action caused a flurry of activity. Jeff humped on Jenny like a wild 
man. She bucked and heaved beneath him, trying desperately to climax as many 
times as possible. 

Tony, aroused by the new positions and rhythms, plunged deep into Jenny's 
throat again, and she felt his fuck-pole grow large and hard. 

It was a great fuck. 

Jenny got wild as she listened to the beautiful squeaking of her bed springs 
and the lusty cries of both males. She concentrated on each and every 
sensation her body experienced. Her brother's wonderful cock was deep, 
deeper than it had gone last night. 

Friction, cushioned by the dripping fuck-juices her pussy spewed forth, 
slowly nudged her cunt walls toward a thunderous climax. She really felt the 
friction, thought about each thrust of Jeff's cock and the way his prick 
somehow managed to stroke her clit as he plunged deeper and deeper inside 
her body. 

Tony's cock got plenty of attention, too. It vibrated inside Jenny's mouth, 
bucking around and then swelling to a point where it became a fixed, 
pulsating object that ground against the walls of her mouth and throat and 
periodically shot jets of cum which she gobbled with delight. 

She began to concentrate on ways she could intensify her own pleasure. She 
lifted her head, taking Tony's cockshaft deep into her mouth. Then, 
alternating, she rotated her hips and pushed them hard against her brother's 
cock, taking him deeper, too. 

Jenny bucked, riding the two males, her mouth impaled on the dog's cock, 
savoring his sharp-ended prick's sweet juices, then thrust her pussy hard 
against Jeff's knobby-ended cock until she seemed to feel his wonderful 
prick skewering her belly. 

Push. Shove. Push. Shove. 

She rocked back and forth like a madwoman, and she knew what she was doing 
at every moment. She wanted those two fuck-poles to stay hard forever, 
wanted to ride them all day and far into the night. 

But, as always happened, the cocks went rigid and shot one time too often, 
and then both of them went soft. 

Jenny felt empty as Tony and Jeff slowly pulled their pricks out of her body 
and fell exhausted at her side. She had climaxed repeatedly, but her cunt 
screamed out for more. She halfway wished old Bellows and the vet would come 
back and give her more. 

She started to finger her own pussy-slit. 

"Watch me," she rasped at her brother, surprised at the passion that still 
shook her voice. 

"What?" He raised up on one elbow and gazed at her, glassy-eyed and sated. 

"Put your face down by my cunt and watch me come," Jenny breathed. "Fm still 
horny and I want you to see me come." 

He nodded, seemingly game for anything, and then he crawled back to her 
pussy and stared at her fingers as she began to massage and rotate her 
slippery wet clit. The little bud loved the action and stood up for more. 
She fingered it, flicking it one way and feeling it bounce back the other. 

Jeff breathed heavily as her manipulation continued. She began playing with 
her cunt lips, squeezing them in perfect harmony with the flicking of her 
cut. Jeff's cock, which was only a few inches from her face, throbbed to 
life once again. 

Tony, drawn by the sighs and moans, crawled down by Jenny's cunt and watched 
her pussy-play. In seconds he joined in, dipping his tongue into her 
glistening cunt slit and managing to keep time with her hands. Each time she 
spread her cunt lips, Tony lapped a mouthful of juice and drank deeply. 

Her cunt became like old faithful as she worked it back and forth, 
whimpering her pleasure as tears of joy brushed her cheeks. Finally, her 
slow torture paid off, and she began to come in great waves. Seeing her like 
that drove both males wild. 

First Tony started to lick and suck her swollen cunt, and then, almost as if 
he were crazed, Jeff joined in. Their tongues actually touched a few times 
as Jenny lifted her head and watched the marvelous licking. Her cunt bucked 
repeatedly with climax after climax, and she finally had to rest her flushed 
face against the cool pillows. But not before she'd seen her pussy lips open 
and close on Jeff and Tony's tongues. She shot creamy streams of cum into 
their faces and drew both tongues deep inside her insatiable pussy, using 
strong muscles that were only beginning to develop. 

Jenny had found new meaning to life here on the farm, and she never wanted 
to leave. 

She watched her brother's sweet head bob up and down in her fuck-slit, and 
she hoped he would feel the same, hoped he would decide to stay on the farm 
forever. 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

They all went to sleep about seven that night, and they slept the clock 
around. 

Jenny woke sometime in the darkest part of the night and felt a warm tongue 
stroking her cunt, but she fell asleep again immediately. 

She was the first to wake up, and she smiled as she gazed at their tangled 
limbs, wondering Who had licked her so softly in the night. Both Jeff and 
Tony were sleeping with their heads near her pussy, and Jeff had one hand 
curled gently around a tuft of her downy cunt fur. 

As Jenny watched them, feeling a surge of love, Tony lifted his head. 

"Morning, boy," she whispered. "Let's go make some coffee for Jeff." 

She moved her legs, separating them so she could climb out of bed. They had 
a lot of chores to do to make up for yesterday's pleasure. 

Tony seized the moment and shoved his nose into Jenny's widely spread cunt. 
She moaned. 

"Don't do that, baby!" 

But the tender licking was too wonderful to resist and she dropped back 
against the pillows and let the Doberman have his way. 

It was a tender attack, one that had her pussy muscles opening and closing 
with hunger in a matter of moments. She hadn't wanted another bout of sex, 
but this gentle lapping of Tony's tongue across her fuck-slit had her 
moaning with pleasure before she could rise from the bed. 

He dipped his tongue deep into her cunt-hole and began to draw mouthful 
after mouthful of creamy juice from her body. Just watching him eat and 
savor those fluids made Jenny's pussy twitch. She spread her legs as far 
apart as they would go and then she began to tug hard on her cunt-lips, 
pulling them roughly apart so Tony could ravage the small fuck-hole more 
easily. 

His tongue worked like a cock. It really did. Somehow he managed to curl the 
long, pink organ at both sides until it resembled a prick. Then he slowly 
moved the curved tip back and forth over Jenny's pussy before he suddenly 
drilled the lovely object deep into her greedy fuck-hole. 

She was thrashing on the bed. Jeff's head bounced up and down but he still 
didn't wake. Jenny squeezed her tits hard, until small bruises appeared. Her 
nipples, turgid and hard, begged to be sucked to release. 

Every fiber of her body craved fucking, and she marveled at that thought 
even as she rammed her cunt into Tony's mouth with frantic, lewd thrusts. 
Last night she had thought she might never have the strength to fuck again, 
and now, before she'd even crawled out of the bed, she was humping her ass 
up and down and wanting to come forever. 

Her right knee slapped against Jeff's shoulder, and he finally managed to 
lift his drowsy head. His eyes snapped wide-awake quickly when he saw Tony's 
tongue drilling in and out of his sister's dripping fuck-hole. 

Jeff groaned and crawled toward her, his arms trembling. They kissed 
passionately and she felt giddy from the heat of his body. He pressed his 
hardening cock against her thigh, careful not to disturb Tony who was still 
lapping her clit and then drilling his tongue into her pussy-hole. 

It was a slow fuck. They simply enjoyed each other's bodies, no longer 
fearful that they'd be separated the next moment. Jeff and Jenny watched 
Tony with growing desire as the dog spread the girl's legs even farther 
apart with his heavy paws. His mouth was incredible. He seemed to have an 
awesome ability to draw every shred of pleasure from Jenny's cunt. 

Jeff breathed as heavily as Jenny as they stared at the Doberman's invading 
tongue. Curled, like he'd held it earlier, he drove the pink hardness of it 
deep inside the girl's body, wielding it more and more like a cock with each 
thrust. Her breath was coming in short gasps, and she could feel the heat of 
desire burning her cheeks. Just knowing that her brother was watching this 
lewd penetration drove Jenny wild. 

After almost fifteen minutes of this thrusting, Tony pulled his tongue from 
her depths and began to lap gently at her clit. 

Her body shivered with carnal desire and she stared, drinking in the erotic 
sight and lifting her hips so the Doberman could lick her from ass to clit. 

Jeff sensed what she wanted, and he quickly placed a pillow under her raised 
and undulating hips. Wild with desire, Jenny drew her legs toward her chest 
and presented her uplifted ass-hole to the dog. 

He turned in a tight circle on the bed and pawed at the pillow, shoving his 
nose hard against the young girl's ass-hole and trying to get her to turn 
over. He wanted to mount her and fuck. But now she wanted to wait; she 
wanted to feel his heavy flat tongue work her ass muscles in the same way 
he'd tortured her cunt. 

Realizing she was not going to roll over, the Doberman sighed and sank to 
the mattress. His huge cock almost kept him from lying down, but at last he 
rested on his haunches and used his front paws to separate her legs again. 

If she hadn't been so horny, Jenny suspected the position would have hurt. 
She was splayed before the dog like a piece of meat, and glancing down, she 
could see her clit throbbing tall and erect in her forest of pussy hair. 

Tony's tongue began to drill its way into her ass-hole and she screamed with 
pleasure. The small muscles around her ass-hole surrendered completely, and 
she felt the heat of the Doberman's tongue as it penetrated deep within her 
body. 

Jeff was on his hands and knees, watching the dog's efforts. Jenny could 
tell that Tony's new passion was driving her brother wild with desire. He 
panted and stared at the Doberman's tongue, working his own mouth lewdly as 
he watched the dog ream out her ass. 

With a crazed lunge, Jeff dove into her cunt, spreading her cunt lips wide 
with his fingers as he allowed his tongue to plow deep inside her fuck-hole. 
It was incredible! She could almost feel the two tongues meet through the 
thin wall that separated her cunt and ass. 

Both males were eating her with abandon and she flung her body up and down, 
careful to move in rhythm with their mouths lest she lose a single thrust 
from either tongue. She climaxed repeatedly, never sure which opening had 
convulsed her to pleasure. She felt Jeff's fingers penetrate her and open 
her cunt-hole forcefully until he was able to dip his tongue in and beat it 
about her tender pussy walls. 

Her screams were loud as she wailed her wanton pleasure to the world. In her 
wildest dreams she had never imagined so many orgasms or that an orgasm 
could be of such intensity. 

Jeff crouched over her face, seemingly unaware of his own position as he 
dipped his hands and mouth in and out of her cunt. She could feel the 
sensation of both males eating her relentlessly, and she reached up for 
Jeff's hot and swollen prick which dangled above her lips. 

With demented gratitude Jenny slid his engorged cock inside her mouth and 
began to work her convulsing lips up and down the length of his prick shaft. 
He came in seconds, shooting her mouth full of thick spunk. She tasted him, 
reveling in the young maleness of his cum. Her body orgasmed repeatedly as 
she thrust upward again and again, taking both tongues inside her fuck-holes 
with wild abandon. 

She and Jeff were wet with sweat, and they slid against each other. It was a 
peculiar feeling, lewd in an odd way. Jenny moved just to feel the wetness 
of her brother and the way his flesh slid away from hers. Both tongues 
brought her to one more climax and then they were withdrawn. 

In her efforts to turn over quickly and service her gallant dog-lover, she 
almost knocked 

Jeff to the floor. He clutched her ass with a laugh and steadied her, even 
helping the Doberman mount her trembling body. In seconds, Tony was deep in 
her thrashing cunt and she was coming again, her cunt muscles gripping his 
hard cock. 

They fucked until nine o'clock, and all three of them came more times than 
they could count. Jenny felt sorry for the males, sorry that they couldn't 
come every few minutes like she could. When the session had ended, she held 
her brother in her arms and enjoyed the sensation of damp sheets and the wet 
juices their bodies had produced. 

Jeff and Jenny bathed together, and laughed as they felt the healing water 
pull the soreness out of their muscles. Perhaps it was because they were so 
young, they decided. But they knew they could fuck again whenever they 
wanted after a soothing bath. 

Jeff kissed Jenny's right tit and tried to shove her toward the brass bed 
when they left the bathroom. She slapped his wet ass and told him to get 
dressed. 

"We have chores to do," she giggled, "even if you bribed old Bellows with 
his life, he couldn't handle all the work again today." 

"He looked strong enough when I caught him fucking you Saturday," Jeff said. 

"And aren't you glad you caught us?" Jenny teased. "You might never have had 
the courage to fuck me yourself if you hadn't gotten so mad about Bellows 
and Dread." 

Jeff rubbed his cock and his cheeks flushed. "I'm glad," he said. "Very 
glad." 

Tony stayed close beside them as they dressed and headed for the barn. His 
cock was limp, and every so often he sat and tugged at it hard with his 
mouth. Jeff and Jenny laughed and assured the Doberman that his prick would 
work again as soon as he'd rested it. 

The barn seemed quiet and dark when they opened the heavy door and entered. 
Jenny was about to yell for old Bellows, but Jeff shushed her with a motion. 
They stood and listened. They became aware of grunting, pleasure sounds over 
their heads. 

The loft again! But who could Bellows have taken up there? Except for the 
bitches, Jenny was the only female for miles around. She and Jeff had the 
same thought at the same time. They both crept quietly up the ladder, rung 
by rung. Jenny was first and she quickly moved aside so Jeff could see the 
unbelievable sight. 

Dread and Bellows were both mounted on bitches and their eyes were closed as 
they thrust back and forth, driving their hard cocks deep inside the 
bitches' tight pussies. Jenny felt her nipples go stiff at the erotic sight, 
and looked down to see her swollen tits straining against her clean tank 
top. Jeff was already clutching his cock and moving his cock-meat up and 
down. 

There was an aroma of musk in the air and they reacted like animals. 

Her brother's hand began exploring her ass lewdly as she stared at the scene 
before her. Bellows was turned so she had a perfect view of him. His fat 
prick plunged in and out of the bitch with long, fucking strokes. The female 
didn't back away, either. She was pushing against him as she would any male 
when she was in heat. Jenny recognized both bitches as ones she had put in 
the mating pens only three days before. 

Bellows had apparently watched the dogs fuck as intently as Jenny had over 
the many years they'd bred them. He was a near perfect mimic of a male dog 
as he wrapped his arms tightly around the bitch's sides and placed his head 
low into her shoulder blades. He pounded her with his cock until Jeff and 
Jenny watched his body grow tense. The old man cried out and they sensed his 
hot cum shooting deep within the bitch's cunt. Even when the aftershocks of 
his jism seemed to have slowed to a trickle, the old man gently clung to the 
bitch and pushed his cock slowly in and out of her body. 

Unable to help herself, Jenny moaned and caressed her pussy. Dread and the 
old man looked up. The old man's prick slid out of the female's cunt like a 
dead lizard. Dread, wild-eyed and afraid of Jeff, pulled back hard to 
dismount but he was stuck. His bitch kept shoving her ass back, as if 
telling him she needed more. He whined, bewildered. 

Jenny climbed the rest of the way into the loft and began to gently stroke 
Dread's head, calming him so he could give his lady what she wanted. He 
responded by slowly beginning to thrust into his bitch. Knowing the ecstasy 
of a cock swollen so large it couldn't be withdrawn, the girl knew the 
wonderful sensations that were throbbing in the Doberman bitch's pussy. She 
got horny just thinking about the dog's cunt muscles and the way they would 
be convulsing around that enormous knobby cock right now. 

Bellows was crouched on the floor, waiting to see what they were going to do 
to him for fucking one of the bitches. Jenny didn't care what Jeff did. At 
least, she didn't care right then. She was watching Dread push in and out of 
the female and remembering how marvelous his fucking had been up here in the 
loft before her brother had interrupted. Her cunt was oozing fuck-juice into 
her thicket of pubic hair and she was undulating her hips involuntarily. 

She had straddled the female's head in order to comfort Dread, and now her 
pussy was lusting for the male dog's tongue to be slurping her dry with 
hungry, sloppy strokes. She frantically tugged at her shorts, pulling them 
down to her knees. Then she pushed her wet fuck-slit at Dread's nose, luring 
him up from the bitch's back. 

The scent drove him wild. He plunged his snout against her, and began 
slurping her wet cunt with wide, flat strokes. At the same time, he pushed 
in and out of the bitch, and Jenny knew yet another erotic sensation. Each 
deep thrust into the bitch seemed to open the Doberman's mouth and he drank 
greedily from her cunt. They moved against each other like that, oblivious 
to Jeff, Bellows, and the other bitch, for what seemed like hours. When 
Dread came, plunging his hot fuck-pole deep inside the bitch, he drove his 
tongue just as deeply inside Jenny's body. She came, skewered on his stiff, 
hard tongue. The Doberman bitch, fully sated, slipped away to lick her 
tortured pussy, and Jenny sank to the ground and offered herself up to 
Dread, nursing him with her swollen cunt. 

She turned once and saw Jeff fucking the female that Bellows had used. His 
cock was buried deep in her cunt and he was shoving in and out of her with a 
lustful expression. Every so often he'd squeeze his eyes tightly, a look of 
intense pleasure on his face. 

Old Bellows was masturbating. He'd flung himself down on a pallet, and as he 
watched the action around him, he worked the loose skin of his cock up and 
down. It was wild to watch, and it was making Jenny hornier than ever. 

When she felt Dread pushing at her ass, trying to get her on her hands and 
knees, she scooted around so she could watch the old man jack off as the dog 
fucked her. Dread mounted her with ease and she felt his sharp claws dig 
into her swinging tits as they had done before. Her shirt was keeping her 
from enjoying the sensation completely so she grabbed the hem and pulled the 
thin cotton material up and over her head with a fluid motion. She had 
stripped herself naked by now and she savored the feel of cool air brushing 
her sweaty flesh. 

The Doberman's pointed fucker slid through her wet pussy-lips with ease, and 
Jenny squirmed with joy as he shoved his massive prick deep, deep inside 
her. 

She and Jeff were facing each other, him with his cock deep in a bitch, and 
her being fucked by a dog. They smiled through their lust-swollen lips and 
gazed lovingly into each other's eyes. 

Slowly, his cock still thrusting deeply into his bitch, Jeff maneuvered 
close enough to where he and Jenny could kiss. For the first time they 
really tongued each other's mouths deeply, exploring as far back as their 
tongues would reach. 

Cindy, the bitch Jeff was fucking, whined and pushed hard against his cock. 
It was weird. Jenny had fucked him only this morning and yet she felt 
possessive, almost wishing no other pussy could feel him but hers. 

Bellows was crawling close, still whacking his cock hard and staring at all 
the action. He got right up to where Jeff and Jenny thrashed--one fucking, 
one being fucked, and Jenny gripped his cock so hard she was afraid she'd 
tear it off as she ground her hips against him and climaxed for what seemed 
like hours. Bellows came at once, spurting wildly. 

Jeff's climax was no less intense. He clutched Cindy tightly and pressed his 
head down against her back as his ass muscles worked his cock in and out of 
her like a human piston. Jenny was exhausted when it was over, and she 
reached for Jeff's hand, feeling him return her touch as they both sank to 
the soft pallets on the loft floor. 

Dread and Cindy began to lick both young people clean and they moaned their 
pleasure as the rough tongues moved from one wet, sticky spot to another. 

Suddenly, with a cry that was not quite human, Bellows fell across Jenny's 
body and began to lick her frenziedly. He pushed Dread away. Then, starting 
at her toes, the old man licked every spot on her body until not a single 
drop of sperm or cum was left. He didn't stop licking her until he'd tongued 
her face and chin clean. 

Cindy and Dread had to be content to lick Jeff and themselves. When the job 
was done, they fell asleep in the loft and slept like babies. 

 CHAPTER NINE 

Jenny woke to hear Tony whining at the bottom of the ladder. She turned 
groggily to the window high in the west end of the loft and saw the sun 
lowering itself in the sky. 

She jerked upright, frantic to get the chores done before dark. She had a 
strong sense her mother would come home soon. As she sat up, she dislodged 
old Bellow's head which had been nestled in the sweaty dampness between her 
legs. 

Now he sat up, his hair matted by sweat and his eyes swollen from sleep. The 
two bitches lifted their heads and Jeff rolled onto his back, exposing his 
prick. It was soft now, and it lay curled in the nest of dark pubic hair in 
his groin. Jenny had to force herself to look away, force herself to ignore 
the naked cock that had become so important to her. 

"C'mon," she cried. "Everybody up!" 

She stood, searching the floor until she found her shorts and tank top. 
Holding them in her hand, she allowed herself the luxury of sniffing the 
damp garments. A musky odor clung to her clothes, reminding her of the 
foreplay she'd enjoyed before the fuck-feast. She could almost imagine that 
her nose distinguished the individual scents of the female Dobermans, old 
Bellows and Jeff. 

She knew she could smell her own cunt-juice, could sniff deeply of the wild 
and carnal cravings that had driven her to fuck like an animal. The scent 
intrigued her and she dipped her fingers far into her cunt-hole as she drew 
the shorts past her wet thicket of hair. She hated the idea that the fun was 
over for the moment. 

She licked the thick fluid off her fingers and sighed, watching the slow 
motions of Jeff and Bellows getting dressed. She understood their remorse. 
Even the bitches looked sorry that their orgy had ended. 

"Hey," she chided. "It's not the end of the world! We really have chores to 
do if we expect to keep these animals alive to fuck us another day." 

She laughed, imagining for a moment how gaunt the Dobermans would get if 
they just continued to fuck them daily and never fed them. 

"Also," she reminded them, "We have bitches in heat who need studs. We need 
new pups badly. I'm afraid we're going to fuck these to death soon." 

Jeff laughed slowly and zipped his jeans. "Okay, you win. But if Mom doesn't 
come home today, then we'll all meet here tomorrow." 

Bellows' face lit up as he realized they would do this again. 

"We can meet up here tomorrow even if Mom does come home. I doubt if she'd 
ever look for us here." 

Jenny was stroking Cindy's head and wondering if she would lap her cunt if 
she wanted her to. She was getting hornier by the minute and wishing along 
with the others that they could fuck again right now. 

Her thoughts were rushing ahead of her as they climbed down the ladder to 
the barn floor below. And even as she led Tony to his run and started her 
chores, she was already planning to take one or two dogs in the house for 
the night so she and Jeff could hold another orgy. The sight of her 
brother's fucked-out cock curled against his body had turned her on, and she 
was horny to have him inside her again. 

The chores went quickly. 

It was almost dark when Jenny told the old man he could go on to bed. 

As she checked the female's run before turning out the barn lights, she 
noticed Cindy was gone. She remembered how Bellows had lingered in the barn 
after she'd sent him to bed and she had to smile. The old man still had 
enough energy to take a bitch to his bed. 

Oddly, Jenny's pussy twitched at the thought of Bellows humping his way 
through the night on that little cot in his quarters. She could almost hear 
the squeaking of rusty bed springs as she imagined him plowing his thick 
fuck-pole in and out of Cindy all night long. 

She reached for Jeff's hand. "Want to take a couple of friends up with us?" 

He groaned, as horny as Jenny, it seemed. 

"Yes," he breathed. "Take as many as you want." 

She could see his cock swelling beneath his zipper and she stopped in the 
dimly lighted barn and stared at his groin lewdly. She started licking her 
lips with slow, sensuous motions and her brother put his hand on his 
denim-covered cock and began to pump it hard through the material. 

They were both panting as they moved their mouths and bodies erotically. 
Jenny ran her hands over her tits and smiled as she watched Jeff respond to 
her hardening nipples. Finally, leaning forward and kissing his turgid cock 
through his clothes, she stopped the game. Another few minutes and they 
would never make it to the familiar brass bed in her room. 

"Who shall we take?" Jenny asked, her voice catching with husky passion. 

"Tony, for sure!" Jeff said. "And Cindy?" 

"Too late," she smiled. "Bellows took her." 

"That old fucker!" Jeff fumed, but Jenny could see new respect for the old 
man shining in her brother's eyes. 

"If you want a female," she said, "take Bonnie. She's just come into heat 
and she's so horny she's been backing into anything on the place that even 
resembles a cock." 

Jeff's eyes gleamed at those words, and they went to get both animals. They 
seemed to know a special treat was in store as Jeff and Jenny hurried them 
toward the house. 

Jenny heated a dinner of ham and mashed potatoes for Jeff and herself, 
knowing they needed food for strength. The dogs lay beside them, watching 
with undisguised desire. A few times Tony licked his cock with flat, wide 
strokes and Jenny watched his prick swell as she ate. 

The whole scene was erotic in a different kind of way. Jeff and Jenny ate 
their food as if it were the meat of love. Their gazes were locked together 
and they chewed loudly, sucking excess juices from their fingers with sexual 
overtones. Jenny's shorts were getting sopped with her fluids as she fucked 
Jeff with her eyes. Soon, both of them had red cheeks and their breath was 
coming in short gasps. 

Jeff mouthed the creamy potatoes and let them protrude from his lips lewdly. 
Jenny's cunt throbbed with desire. It throbbed so hard she could have 
counted each and every beat of her heart. 

They stood without speaking and headed for the stairs, leaving the dishes 
where they were. 

Both dogs padded along behind them and Jenny's pussy dripped openly as she 
anticipated the wonderful feelings they were about to experience. 

She and Jeff fell on the bed and began to grope each other's crotches. They 
didn't even bother to remove their clothes; they just started feeling and 
stroking. 

Jeff's fingers massaged the sopped crotch of Jenny's shorts and he ran his 
fingers over the wet, slippery material until she thought she'd lose her 
mind from pleasure. She stopped groping his groin, knowing she'd give him an 
outstanding fuck when his turn came. Right now she wanted nothing except the 
opportunity to concentrate on the sensations his hands and eyes were 
creating on the outside of her cunt. She wanted to feel his body consume 
her. 

She thrust hard against him, trying to force her shorts to one side so she 
could feel actual flesh as their skin connected hotly. The bed groaned under 
their weight and she thrashed about, nearly dying from desire. 

At last, apparently tired of torturing her, Jeff pulled her shorts off and 
tossed them on her belly. She pushed them to one side so she could watch her 
brother's face as he burrowed into her hairy fuck-slit. The feeling was 
incredible, almost as if they'd never done it before. 

He inserted his fingers tenderly into her cunt and slowly pulled her cunt 
lips apart. Then he gazed into her pulsating pussy so lovingly that she 
almost came. She could feel her juices bubbling from her body and she felt a 
surge of love as Jeff deliberately dipped his head and drew the moist 
droplets onto his tongue. Then he lifted his head, allowing her a perfect 
view of his cream-covered tongue. He moved the pointed probe back and forth 
sensuously before pulling it into his warm mouth where he seemed to savor 
the delicious liquid for a long moment. 

Then, when Jenny was moaning with lust and pleasure, dying from 
anticipation, he dipped his head and lapped up another mouthful. The 
blissful torture went on and on. He drank like a hungry child, displaying 
each victorious mouthful before taking it inside the hot mouth and rolling 
it around his tongue as if it were the finest French wine. 

Something jolted the bed, and Jenny saw both dogs crawl up beside her. Tony 
watched Jeff's mouth as it worked in and out of her cunt. He whined. The 
next thing Jenny knew, he had her wet panties in his mouth and he was loudly 
licking and sucking the crotch, pulling the musky juices into his mouth. 

Soon, beside himself with desire, the Doberman began to chew the crotch. He 
was dry-humping her shoulder, and even Jeff had stopped licking for a 
moment, as engrossed in the action as Jenny. 

Soon, Tony had actually eaten her soggy panty crotch, and his eyes were 
wild-looking. He kept humping Jenny's shoulder and, feeling the heavy bulk 
of him hunching his hot prick into her soft flesh, she began to return his 
thrusts. In moments the big male came. He let out a moaning cry and thick 
cum splashed against the girl's arm. Then it dribbled hotly down her flesh 
and settled in warm puddles between her tits. 

The scene was a real turn-on. Bonnie, the bitch they'd brought, could no 
longer stay out of the action. She crawled onto Jenny's body and drove her 
tongue into the wet puddles of cum. And then, once she had the hang of it, 
the bitch began to lick Jenny's frenzied body like a whore. 

The girl scooped up some of Tony's cum-juice and spread it on her cunt like 
salve. Jeff knew what she was doing and he moved back, giving her plenty of 
room. Soon Bonnie was following her nose into Jenny's pussy and there she 
stayed, licking and drinking as if she'd found the fountain of youth. 

The idea that Bonnie was a female made Jenny crazy. She came in the dog's 
mouth and thrashed around wildly on the bed. Bonnie loved it, and dipped her 
long tongue far inside the girl so she could get every drop of white, foamy 
moisture. 

Jeff turned and presented his hot, hard cock to Jenny's lips. She slurped it 
in with greedy motions. And there she lay, skewered again. A dog tongue 
inside her and her brother's cock far down her throat. 

They were like that when their mother walked in. 

The light flipped on and Mrs. Masey screamed-all in one second, it seemed. 

Jeff and Jenny turned, trying to wipe the love juices off their lips. 

"Damn you, both," their mother yelled. Her face was red and she looked like 
she was going to have a stroke or something. "I go on the wagon, go without 
booze for days, so I can be a better mother. And this is the thanks I get!" 

She was staring at their naked bodies, and in spite of her anger, Jeff 
didn't seem to be able to keep his raging cock down. It kept swelling back 
up and almost touching Jenny's lips. It seemed to have a mind of its own and 
wanted to go back where it had been before the interruption. 

No one knew what to do. Bonnie didn't know what guilt was and her tongue 
continued to drill into Jenny's hot, wet pussy. And no matter how hard the 
girl tried not to think about the sensations, she was getting closer and 
closer to another climax. 

Then Tony jumped down from the bed and walked toward Jenny's Mom, sniffing 
her bare legs. Then, because he was horny and liked women, he shoved his 
head up the woman's cotton skirt. Jenny was trying to imagine her mother's 
reaction to his hard nose being pressed against her cunt. Suddenly, Bonnie's 
tongue lapped across an extremely sensitive spot inside Jenny's body. She 
wailed, driven over the edge, and she came loudly. 

In her frenzy, she pulled Jeff's cock back into her mouth and he shot wads 
of hot spunk deep into her throat. There was something so decadent about 
coming in front of their mother! Yet both of them got kind of kinky pleasure 
out of it. Their climaxes lasted for a long time before they came back to 
the reality of the trouble they were in, back to the reality of an enraged 
mother who had caught her two children not only fucking each other, but two 
dogs as well. 

Jeff and Jenny recovered at almost the same time and turned to their mother, 
turned to face the music. 

Tony had won Mrs. Masey over. Jenny couldn't even be sure their mother had 
seen them reach their climaxes. She was on the floor and the Doberman had 
pushed her skirt up around her waist. She lay there with her eyes closed and 
her purse spilling its contents everywhere. 

The dog's tongue was lapping over her panties, stroking her cunt lips hard 
through the filmy fabric. Unable to help themselves, driven by days of 
unnatural passion, Jenny and her brother both responded to the sight of 
their mother's crotch. 

They rose in a fluid, naked motion and crossed the room. There they stooped 
and helped their mother to her feet. Slowly they stripped her clothes from 
her body and led her to the old brass bed, where they gently pushed her 
down. 

Tony followed and he whined with greedy pleasure. Jeff and Jenny had her on 
her back, and the male Doberman was poised in front of her tightly clasped 
knees. Jeff and Jenny each took a side and they gently spread their mother's 
legs, opened her and presented her cunt to the dog who had been so loving 
with their own bodies. 

The woman didn't open her eyes, but her cunt lips opened to receive the 
Doberman's tongue. He drilled into her, hot and hard, folding his tongue 
like a cock as he had with Jenny that morning. Their mother moaned; her eyes 
flew open and she gazed at Jeff and Jenny. Jenny could see shame and passion 
struggling inside her. 

"Go ahead, Mom," Jenny whispered. "It makes all the loneliness go away." 

Jeff touched his mother's large tit and fingered her hard nipple. 

"It's okay, Mom. We're family and no one else will ever know." 

With that reassurance, the woman surrendered. Her hips moved up and down as 
she fed her neglected cunt to the dog. He took it with grateful strokes, 
drinking the long-stored fluids with a glassy-eyed expression that said he 
truly appreciated her gift. 

Hungry to reach their mother after her long alcoholic absence, Jeff and 
Jenny both began to stroke her large tits. Soon they each had a huge nipple 
in their mouths and they were nursing on swollen tits that fed them, not 
milk, but the mother love they'd both needed so badly since the day their 
father died. 

Bonnie, not wanting to be left out, crawled onto the bed and licked Jeff's 
cock. She was cleaning the cum left from his mouth-fucking session with 
Jenny, but the boy was building like a volcano toward his next eruption. 

Mrs. Masey, enjoying all the sensations by now, reached up and squeezed her 
huge tits, making them turgid as he aimed one at each of her children. 

Tony was pushing hard on the woman's ass. 

"Roll over, Mom," Jenny whispered. "He wants you now." 

Her eyes questioned her daughter's for only a moment before she realized 
what Jenny meant. Without a word, she turned over, raising to her hands and 
knees and offering her long-neglected pussy to the Doberman. 

While he mounted her, Jeff and Jenny crawled under her body and reclaimed 
their nipples. Both of them had taken positions where they could watch their 
mother get dog-fucked for the first time. It was incredible to see. Mrs. 
Masey had been without sex for so long that she was hornier than any female 
either of the children had ever heard about. She ground her cunt-meat hard 
into the dog's cock as soon as he'd penetrated her. 

It was a grinding fuck, a hard fuck. Jeff and Jenny had to clutch their 
mother's tits to keep her nipples from flying out of their mouths as they 
sucked at her tit-globes and stared at her cunt as she undulated with Tony. 

The woman came repeatedly. And each time she came, she cried her children's 
names and told them she loved them. 

"You've set me free!" she sobbed, pushing her cunt hard into Tony's groin. 

Bonnie was still lapping Jeff's fuck-pole and it was beginning to get so 
hard Jenny thought it might burst. A large drop of pre-cum oozed from his 
piss-slit and she watched the dog draw it into her mouth hungrily. 

Mrs. Masey and Tony came again. Hard. Jeff and Jenny both stopped sucking 
her tits because her body was rigid and wild. They wanted to watch 
everything. The Doberman pulled his cock out of their mother's fuck-hole and 
went down on her, eating his own stream of cum as it spewed back out. 

Jeff, his cock almost ready to explode, slid under his mother. 

"C'mere, please," he rasped. "I want to fuck you, Mom." 

She didn't really answer, just straddled him and lowered her well-lubricated 
pussy onto his hard cock shaft. Jenny watched them, a little jealous, but 
mostly thinking how they all had a lifetime of fucking ahead of them. Mrs. 
Masey's tits bounced grandly as she rocked back and forth on her son's cock. 
Jenny had never seen any two people quite so hungry as they fucked. 

Tony, still not quite sated, came up and nudged Jenny's ass. The idea of 
having him deep in her cunt while she watched her mother and brother fuck 
was almost too much. Her pussy twitched and throbbed as she lifted her ass 
for the dog to mount her, but she managed not to come right then. They all 
fucked for a long time before the room was filled with the sounds of their 
orgasms. 

Jenny wasn't sure who came first, but whoever it was, triggered all the 
others. She felt 

Tony's hot cock deep, deep inside her and she remembered the first time 
they'd fucked, the first time she had known how much a pleasure a cock and a 
cunt could produce. 

She liked watching her mother's enormous tits sway as the woman rode Jeff's 
cock like a demented cowgirl. Searching for one last orgasm, Mrs. Masey 
leaned back on her son's prick and let him plunge deep inside her as she 
masturbated, rubbing her clit to another explosion. 

When she came, she screamed and cried. Bonnie, the only one not sated by 
this latest orgy, went over and licked Mrs. Masey's face until she'd licked 
the tears away. 

They all fell on the bed and dozed throughout the night. Twice Jenny woke to 
feel the mattress bouncing with an energetic fuck and she heard the groan of 
bedsprings, but she was simply too tired to open her eyes and see who was 
fucking who. 

 CHAPTER TEN 

After that night, everything was wonderful at Masey's Kennels. Everyone 
fucked whenever they wanted. Jeff, of course, never returned to Colorado and 
his lonely life there. Mrs. Masey swore off booze forever. 

Old Bellows became a regular part of the orgies, and there were even several 
nights when Jenny heard him down in her mother's bedroom when they didn't 
even have any dogs. Mrs. Masey just thought, like her daughter, that the old 
man was an excellent fuck. 

The woman's favorite fuck was Jeff. But Jenny didn't mind. She and her 
brother were sharing her old brass bed regularly, and she knew Jeff would 
pick her in a minute if he could only have one female. 

That fall, when the weather was especially gorgeous and the trees were 
brilliant with color, Jenny went hiking with Tony. 

They ambled along a trail heading toward Trent's Pond and Jenny thought 
about the strange events that had affected all their lives. Word had quietly 
gotten out about the special talents Masey's Dobermans had, and the kennel 
had been deluged with orders. Now, with Jeff to help Bellows with a lot of 
the chores, Jenny's main job had changed. She was totally in charge of 
teaching new pups to fuck. 

It was good work. Her body had become agile and muscular as she'd taught 
group after group of young males to fuck women. Some were easy, performing 
the function with natural grace; others had to be coaxed, sucked, and lured 
until they found human cunts as desirable as bitches. 

This was Jenny's day off, and she reveled in her freedom as she and Tony 
wandered through the warm fields. The sun beat down on her back and she 
stopped, pulling her sweatshirt over her head. There was no one around for 
miles, and she loved the free feeling as her tits swung unencumbered and 
cool breezes kissed and teased her nipples. 

Tony, as horny as ever, reacted to the sight of her tits as he always did. 
He ran around in front of her and jumped up on her body, quickly licking a 
hard nipple before she moved on past him. 

Jenny was in the mood to fuck the dog, wanted him desperately really. She 
just wanted to get to the pond and lay a blanket on the grass beside the 
calm water. There, she planned to fuck her dear friend until he could fuck 
no more. 

She teased him as they enjoyed the long walk. When he licked her nipples, 
she would grasp his cock and give it two or three gentle tugs. She knew she 
was driving the dog wild with desire, but that was the way she wanted him. 
What with Jeff and all those pups, Jenny never seemed to have enough time 
with Tony, time when they could just fuck themselves crazy like they used 
to. 

Soon they were at the pond, and she spread the blanket on a grassy bank that 
sloped down to the water's edge. She pulled her shorts off and stepped out 
of her shoes, making herself completely naked. Then, carefully folding her 
clothes, she sat down on the blanket. Tony, expectation gleaming in his 
eyes, sat beside her. 

She began to stroke the Doberman's head. He looked totally content as she 
gently pushed him to the blanket. Usually the dog was the aggressor, but 
today Jenny was calling the shots. She got him to roll onto his back and 
then she raked her fingernails gently up and down his sides. 

His large cock began to swell, and she leaned very close so she could watch 
the change. Her bare tit brushed his warm, silky coat and it felt wonderful. 
She raised just high enough on her hands and knees to place both her tits on 
his shiny body and then she began to move slowly, dragging her hungry tit 
flesh up and down the length of him. 

His cock was quite large now, and she leaned over, slurping the tip into her 
warm mouth. He whined with pleasure and thrust his hips, sending his prick 
deep into her throat. It was like the old days. She gobbled his cock and 
rammed her head up and down the length of his cockshaft. Wild to feel him in 
every way, she let her fingers find his balls and begin to massage and 
stroke the wonderful globes. 

She was driving him crazy. At last she rotated until her wet slit was poised 
right over his mouth. And then they ate each other with greedy lust. She 
loved the taste when he shot hot cum deep into her throat. He whined with 
happiness when her cuntlips finally convulsed and shot her pussy-juices into 
his mouth. 

The lick-feast went on for two hours. There was something very wonderful 
about having Tony to herself again, and eating his magnificent cock. 

Finally, when Jenny could see the sun moving toward early evening, she rose 
from the blanket and lifted herself up on her hands and knees. Tony seemed 
to sense the pleasure would be over once they had fucked, and he was 
reluctant to mount her. 

Instead his tongue began another series of invasions into her fuck-hole and 
she rotated her ass in front of his face as he brought her to another 
climax. It was incredible. His tongue was lapping her from ass-hole to clit 
and then drilling deep into her cunt. She lost count of the number of 
orgasms she experienced. She stared between her bouncing tits and gazed at 
the 

Doberman's cock. It was huge, as if his patient eating had the side effect 
of making his fuck-tool swell a little bit larger for every minute he was 
able to wait. 

Then with a guttural, primitive cry, Jenny's lover mounted her and drove his 
sweet doggie cock deep inside her body. They thrust at each other, coming 
over and over again. Jenny felt his prick grow to double its size, the way 
it always did when his passion drove him beyond reason. They were stuck 
together and she wept with unending joy. 

Her ass was a rotating piston as she screwed backwards, taking Tony's cock 
so deeply within her body that she was actually squeezing his balls with her 
pussy muscles. She rested her head on her arms, which had the effect of 
raising her ass and cunt even higher for the dog. 

They fucked like that for another thirty minutes until Tony could at last 
pull his swollen cock from her body. This time, with a surge of love, Jenny 
licked him clean, drawing his sore fuckrod deep into her warm mouth and 
bathing it with healing saliva. 

When the licking was over, she dressed, folded the blanket and started 
walking home. Both she and Tony were sated. 

They had had a wonderful reunion of fucking, a reunion where they'd been 
able to enjoy each other all alone once more. Jenny patted the Doberman's 
head as they walked. And he nuzzled her. 

Tomorrow she had three pups to begin training. It would be a long week. But 
as twilight fell and she walked back to the farm with Tony, she made a vow. 
From now on she would spend more of her days off with the dog, enjoying 
then-special relationship and reliving the wonderful orgies that had started 
it all. 


THE END
