Sister's Doggy Delights
by David Crane 


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 passions 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. 

SISTER'S DOGGY DELIGHTS is a dramatic representation of women who dare to 
let their most base desires and passions come to the fore. They are some of 
the few who are willing to accept the consequences, be it reward or 
punishment, for 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 


CHAPTER ONE 

The big dog was yelping and whining as he thrust his hairy haunches out in a 
frantic rhythm. His long red tongue was hanging out and his black lips were 
curled back from his white fangs so that the brute seemed to be grinning. 

The dog had every reason to be happy. He was ramming his prick into a sexy 
young lady. 

The dog was a Great Dane named Warlock and the girl was a teenaged nymphette 
named Liz, kneeling under him with her head lowered and her ass shoved up in 
the doggy fucking position as the beast poured the prick to her. 

The doggy pounded in enthusiastically. 

The girl squirmed and squealed with joy as his huge cock slammed violently 
into her creamy cunthole. 

Warlock was Liz's dog and they had fooled around a lot together, but this 
was the first time that the young minx had actually let the animal fuck her 
and they were both enjoying it enormously. 

Liz was cumming. She had started to come almost on the first stroke, as the 
brute's fat cockmeat stuffed her, and she just kept right on creaming as 
spasm after sweet spasm jolted her loins and pussy. 

The doggy was ready to cum, as well. 

He clung tightly to her hips, mounted on her haunches and whipping his cock 
savagely up into the depths of her melting pussy. His bloated balls swung 
out and slapped into her crotch as he buried his prick to the roots. Liz 
pumped back to meet his thrusts, adoring every inch of his big reamer. 

Then the dog howled like a wolf and Liz wailed as she felt his thick 
fuckjuice spurt into her cunt in stream after slimy stream. 

Her own cumming soared to the highest crest and the doggy drained off his 
cumbags to the last dregs and then slumped down over her ass, panting. Liz 
continued to wriggle around on his spent cockstalk, working off the last 
spasms, then she sank down, smiling dreamily. 

Fucking dogs was fun! 

It was real naughty, she knew, and that only made it more exciting. Liz felt 
deliciously depraved and wonderfully wicked and, even before the drained 
doggy had pulled his prick out of her, following that first fuck, the girl 
was looking forward to lots more of it. 

And because saucy little Liz felt so naughty, she was dying to tell someone 
what she had done. It wasn't the sort of thing that you could tell anyone, 
of course. You couldn't tell your mother or your teacher, for instance. 

She decided to confide in her girlfriend, Polly. 

After school the next day, she did. 

And a lot of fascinating things followed . . . 

* * * 

A very pretty blonde girl in a pink dress came walking along the bank of the 
narrow stream that flowed along behind the suburban houses. Her dress was 
modestly cut, with a high neckline and long, puffed sleeves, but it could 
not conceal the delightful curves of her nubile young body. The garment 
seemed to cling to her high, thrusting tits and the shape of her trim and 
delectable ass. 

Nor could the charm of her pretty features hide the agitation that she felt. 

Her name was Polly Smithfield, and she had just received two shocks that 
deeply affected and aroused her. 

The first had come on her way home from school. 

She had been walking with her friend, Liz. Polly was a chaste sort of girl 
and a virgin, and Liz had a naughty reputation, but Polly liked her a lot, 
nevertheless. Without a love life of her own, she always took a vicarious 
thrill in hearing about Liz's sexual adventures. 

They were nicely contrasted, those two teenagers, equally desirable but in 
complementing ways. Polly was a golden blonde, with innocent blue eyes and 
Liz had raven-dark hair, high cheekbones and jade-green eyes that glinted 
mockingly and lasciviously-the kind known as bedroom eyes. 

The sweet and the sultry, they were. 

Today, as they strolled along, Liz kept glancing at Polly in a speculative 
way and it was evident that the dark girl wanted to say something. Polly 
waited, eager to hear the latest juicy scandal or confession. 

Presently, Polly stopped and turned to Liz. 

"Well? You're dying to say something, right?" she asked, looking receptive. 

Liz said, "Yeah. Only you might be kind of shocked-but I wanna tell you, 
anyway." 

"I won't be shocked, Liz! I know you're naughty. Jeez, you told me lots of 
things!" 

"Not like this," Liz murmured. 

She actually looked a bit shy and even blushed slightly. Polly had never 
known her promiscuous girlfriend to be less than brazen and bold and, 
naturally, it fired the innocent blonde virgin's curiosity. 

"Tell me! Tell me!" she squealed. 

Then Liz told her. 

She didn't equivocate. 

"I fucked my dog," is what she said. 

Polly almost fainted. At first she didn't believe it and thought Liz was 
just pulling her leg, but then Liz went into the details of her bestial 
encounter and it was obviously true and, as she'd predicted, Polly was 
shocked. 

It also made Polly, very, very horny. 

By the time that they went their separate ways at the corner, Polly's cherry 
pussy was smoldering like a glowing ember between her thighs and her nipples 
were raising twin peaks in her modest pink dress. 

She hurried home to finger-fuck herself. 

The knowledge that her friend was a doggy fucker had really turned Polly on 
and the images of that canine coupling danced in her fevered imagination. 
Polly would never, ever, do such a wicked thing herself, of course, but it 
was sure exciting to thing about it. It made her wonder if a girl could lose 
her virginity by screwing a doggy, or if that maidenly condition could only 
be ended by a guy. It was idle speculation, certainly, since pretty Polly 
would never dream of doing it, even if it didn't count against her cherry. 

She came to her house and entered quietly. She didn't want her mom to know 
that she was home in case the woman had any chores for her to do, because 
Polly was desperate to get up to her bedroom and frig her pussy to foam. 

That was why she tiptoed to her room. 

And got her second shock . . . 

As she stepped into the doorway, she noticed that her dresser drawer was 
open and, a split second later, she saw why that was so. 

Her older brother, Thad, was stretched out on her bed, busily beating his 
cockmeat into a pair of Polly's bikini panties! 

Polly's eyes bulged out like two hard-boiled eggs and her jaw dropped open 
like a lever. She gaped. Triad's eyes were closed and he wasn't aware of her 
arrival. His handsome face was all twisted by lust and he was panting and 
snorting as he pumped his prick with rapid strokes. 

Polly started to cry out in indignation. 

But something stopped the words and only a little soft moan came from her 
lips. 

With the blood pounding in his ears and his own breath whistling out like a 
steam engine, her brother didn't hear that moan from his sister's parted 
lips. 

Polly's eyes were glued to his prick. 

His fist flew up and down the long, thick, heavily veined cockstalk, with 
his cockhead flaring on one end and his cumbags ballooning at the other. The 
sight fascinated Polly. She had never even seen a stiff cock before, 
although a few boys, on dates, had pressed them against her as they necked 
mildly. 

But even to her inexperienced eye, it was evident that her brother had a 
whopper! 

As his fist pulled up, his foreskin rolled over the ledge of his fat, purple 
cock-knob. Then he pumped back down toward his balls and that huge slab of 
flushed cockmeat flared out in a smoking-hot wedge. He was holding her 
panties angled so that the narrow crotch band would receive his load when it 
spilled out. His pisshole was open and gooey pre-cum had already started to 
bubble from the tip, flowing down the slopes of his cockhead like whipped 
cream on a fat plum. 

Polly didn't even realize that she was licking her lips as she stared at his 
prick. 

He was her own brother-how could the innocent teenager admit that her mouth 
was watering? 

Her pussy was juicing heavily, cunt cream pooling in her panties and seeping 
out from the leg holes to trickle like pearls down her inner thighs. 

It thrilled her to watch her sibling jerk his cock and that thrill was 
magnified by the knowledge that he was going to spill his spunk into her own 
panties-that her brother must have the hots for her! Had he done it before? 
she wondered, trembling. Had he slimed in her panties and then returned them 
to her dresser drawer? Had she actually worn a pair of bikini panties that 
were drenched with her brother's jism, the thick goo liquefying again in the 
heat of her crotch and seeping into her cherry cunt in a sort of second-hand 
incest? 

Despite herself, Polly hoped so . . . 

Thad was on the vinegar strokes now, grunting and groaning as his fist flew 
up and down furiously. Polly could see his balls swelling huger at every 
stroke. She stared at the head of his prick, eager to see his fuckjuice come 
spurting out into her panties. 

Her other panties-the wet ones she was wearing-were already drenched with 
juice as her cunt overflowed. Polly was creaming! It had sneaked up on her 
and she didn't even realize she was cumming until the thrill hit her so 
savagely. Her pussy was untouched, was igniting on its own, by spontaneous 
combustion. 

Her eyes were wide open and acted like a magnifying glass held in the rays 
of the sun, concentrating the image into a hot beam that played on her clit. 

Her clit button went off like a blasting cap and her pussy dissolved to cunt 
cum. The gooey, fragrant juices streamed from her open cunt-slot, washing 
over her clit like a swampy tide breaking over a pebble. 

"Oooooh!" Polly gasped, aloud. 

But now her brother was at the peak, as well, and hearing nothing but the 
pounding of his own prick, his whole body jerking and vibrating on the end 
of that throbbing cock-rod. 

His fist slammed down to the hilt. 

His cockhead flared out like the head of a hooded cobra about to strike. 

Then his hot, thick jism was squirting out of his open pisshole in a 
torrent. The slimy stuff spurted into the crotch band of Polly's panties, 
drenching them. His prick was jerking wildly, almost throwing his hand off 
his cockstalk as it jumped like a bucking bronco. He was trying to aim his 
spunk into her panties, but the stuff was spraying all over the place, 
shooting up so high that it almost hit the ceiling, cascading over his belly 
and thighs, soaking the bedsheet on both sides of his jolting pelvis. 

Polly was intrigued by the abundance of her brother's cumming. She had never 
realized so much juice came out of a shooting prick. How did a girl's 
cunthole ever manage to contain such a load? 

What would that hot, thick fuckjuice feel like, boiling into her cherry 
pussy? she wondered. 

What would it taste like? 

Polly staggered, her legs turning limp and weak as her orgasm rattled 
through her, shaking her to the core, and making her feel as if her very 
bones were melting. 

And her eyes seemed to be melting, as well, as they drank in that thrilling 
vision. 

Their cummings wound down together, a simultaneous orgasm shared at a 
distance. 

Polly leaned against the edge of the door, her nubile body shuddering. The 
last of her cunt cum seeped out and lathered her loins. 

Thad's fist was pumping jerkily and erratically now and the great meat hose 
of his prick was swinging around as it began to soften, spent. His big balls 
were deflated, hanging slack in his groin now. 

He grinned happily and opened his eyes. 

Polly gave a little gasp and quickly moved out of sight, into the hallway. 
Thad frowned. His eyes were misty, his vision clouded in the aftermath of 
his cumming. Had he caught a brief glimpse of something pink drifting 
abruptly around the corner of the door? He peered, concerned. He sure hoped 
that his mom hadn't seen him jacking off! But, no-surely, if she had, she 
would have stormed in to castigate him for spunking into his sister's 
panties. 

And it couldn't have been Polly, for the girl would certainly have voiced an 
outraged protest. 

The youth waited for a few moments, then dismissed that flash of pink with a 
shrug. He guessed that he had simply jacked himself into a hallucination. 

Then he used Polly's sexy bikini panties to mop up the spilled spunk from 
his cock and from the bed. He got up and moved to the dresser and, with a 
really wicked grin, put the slimy panties back with the others-just as his 
sister had speculated. 

His cock had gone semi-soft now, looping out from his loins in a fat, meaty 
coil. But in the potency of his youth, and with the naughty stimulation of 
his sister's underwear, one cumming seldom satisfied the boy. 

He rummaged in the drawer, seeking another love object, another sibling sex 
symbol into which he could spurt another load of brotherly love. 

Thad decided on a bra. 

And as his cockmeat hardened and swelled for his second jerk off, the lad 
thought wryly that it was a good thing his innocent little sister didn't 
know what he did in her bedroom. 

But, of course, she did. 

Polly had crept away, flushed and trembling, her mind in turmoil. 

The girl couldn't understand the dark urges that were dancing in her 
imagination. She had a flash of Liz fucking with the Great Dane, then a 
glowing image of her brother's prick shooting off. Bestiality and incest-why 
did such wicked ideas excite her so fiercely? 

She was a virgin, a good little girl. 

Yet, despite having already creamed, Polly's pussy was still steaming. 

Confused by her own emotions and afraid to look her mother or her brother in 
the face, for fear they would somehow see her emotions registered in her 
eyes, she tiptoed back downstairs and left the house silently. 

Polly went walking down by the stream. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

Belly-down in the bushes that bordered the stream, a big gun-metal gray 
mongrel was stretched out, his amber eyes glowing and his black nose 
twitching. 

The dog had been lying there, hoping to surprise an unwary quail or to catch 
the scent of a juicy bunny rabbit for his dinner. He had often hunted 
successfully along the banks of the suburban stream and he waited patiently. 

But then, faintly and from a distance-but drawing nearer-a far more 
compelling scent than any bunny rabbit came drifting to his sensitive 
nostrils. 

The burly brute whimpered softly, his powerful haunches stirring as he 
hunkered down in concealment. 

The aroma got stronger and more tantalizing. 

The dog's wet nose flared, and it did so, his massive cock responded in 
kind, swelling and hardening under his loins. His fat prick lengthened and 
the slick red cock-knob came pushing out naked from the hairy sheath, 
showing the rhubarb. His balls bloated and his cockstalk got so hard that it 
was levering down onto the earth and hiking his hindquarters up like a hairy 
boulder turned from the ground on a crowbar. 

He was an experienced mutt and he knew damned well what it was the pungent 
perfume of hot pussy that was wafting so deliciously to his snout. His 
tongue lolled out, drooling, and his prick hammered violently. 

All thought of bunny rabbits and quails fled from his bestial mind and the 
brute waited eagerly as the source of that fragrance drew closer and closer. 

Polly, all pretty in pink, wandered along the embankment, trying to get 
control of her emotions. The innocent virgin was ashamed of her fiery 
desire, and her unholy passion. She just had to drive such lascivious 
thoughts from her mind, her chaste conscience told her. But a deeper, darker 
part of the girl's mind held her in a grip of sensual steel. 

She didn't notice the dog as she went past the bushes in which he was 
lurking. 

Polly came to a wooden bench and, her legs all shaky, sat down to rest. 

Her cunt squished and squelched under her as she squirmed on the hard seat. 
She willed her loins to cool down, but they only got hotter and steamier. 

When she had creamed in the doorway, the sudden crest had taken Polly by 
surprise. It was the first time that she had ever cum without so much as 
touching her cunt. But now it occurred to her that that cumming; nice as it 
had been, hadn't been as fulfilling as her usual hand-jobs-that her pussy 
hadn't done a complete job, all on its own. 

Polly decided she needed to cum again. 

Frigging off, in itself, wasn't naughty-she knew and she reasoned that it 
was the best thing to do, at the moment. Once she had creamed properly, the 
girl figured that she would be more able to control her depraved desires. 

Did she dare to finger-fuck herself right there beside the stream? she 
wondered. She looked around cautiously and saw no one in either 
direction-nor did she see the horny hound hiding in the bushes, his nose 
flaring. 

Polly guessed that it was safe enough and the thought of playing with her 
pussy right there on the public footpath was kind of exciting and, besides, 
if she didn't she thought her cunt might just cream by itself again, 
dribbling down her thighs like foaming sea water. 

Her face flushed, the pretty blonde virgin glanced around again and then, 
looking guilty but excited, too, she pulled the hem of her pink dress up 
above her waist. 

She parted her thighs and tilted her head down, gazing into her crotch. 

"Jees!" she croaked, amazed at how swampy her groin was. 

Her panties were sodden, soaked through and through with pearly pussy 
nectar. The narrow crotch band had been dragged right up into her cunt gash, 
as if by suction, revealing a pink cunt lip on either side and the nub of 
her swollen clit button was erect against the wet material. 

Polly was so hot that she was surprised that her nylon panties hadn't 
started to melt. 

She gave her pussy a rub through the sodden garment, then hooked her fingers 
under the waistband and tugged them down, her ass and hips squirming as they 
slid down. She tossed the soaking panties aside. They were so heavy with 
cunt-juice that they made a splashing sound when they hit the ground. 

Sitting with her ass on the edge of the bench and her long, shapely legs 
extended to the ground, thighs parted, Polly began to frig her cunt with 
both hands. 

She stroked up the unfurled cuntlips, flicked her fingertips against her 
clit and then gently nudged one finger up into her cunt sleeve and began to 
pull it in and out. As she finger fucked her pussy tunnel with one hand, 
pushing in to the knuckle, she rubbed and rolled her sparking cut with the 
other. That swollen nugget was smoldering like a lighted fuse, explosive in 
her fingers. 

"Ummmm," she sighed. 

Her eyes narrowed. She fantasized about Liz getting fucked by her Great Dane 
and imagined incestuous encounters with her brother, determined that she 
would cast all such thoughts away as soon as she had finished cumming. 

But as Polly's pussy opened like a flower to her own fervid fingering, the 
pungent perfume that was pouring out got hotter and steamier and creamier, 
permeating the air and carried on the gentle afternoon breeze to the nearby 
bushes-and the doggy could bear it no longer. 

Polly gave a startled leap and gasped as a shaggy, gun-metal gray shape 
exploded from the bushes. 

She blushed furiously and started to yank her dress down over her naked 
loins, horrified by the thought that some passerby had caught her in the 
act. 

Then she saw it was only a doggy. 

Polly sighed with relief. 

"Shoo-go away, doggy!" she commanded-for she was eager to get on with her 
hand-job and it was embarrassing to have even a dumb animal watching her. 

The mongrel stood, eyeing her balefully, his amber eyes gleaming 
ferociously. His wet lips were drawn back from his teeth and Polly felt a 
little nervous. 

But then the brute dropped his head and began to snuffle at something on the 
ground. Polly frowned, then gasped, when she realized that the dog was 
rooting around in her discarded panties, where they lay all sodden on the 
bank. 

His long, heavy, useful-looking tongue slurped out, slobbering and drooling 
as he lapped at her seepage. Then his wide jaws clenched and the beast began 
to worry her panties like a terrier shaking a rat, his head swinging, the 
delicate nylon garment festooning his jowls. 

Chewing on her panties, the dog gazed at her and his nose rippled as he 
inhaled. He obviously found the panties delicious, but his big, blunt head 
was thrusting out towards the source of that succulence. 

"Oh my God," Polly murmured. 

That doggy wants to lap my cunt! 

Her mind reeled and her loins seethed. Her cunt felt incandescent, so hot 
that it was threatening to burst into flames-except that it was much too wet 
to burn. 

Liz fucked her dog. 

Polly would never do such a wicked thing. 

But lapping wasn't so naughty, was it? she asked herself. Dogs are always 
lapping people affectionately and if it just so happened that in the course 
of a lapping the doggy's tongue wound up between her legs, it wasn't really 
wicked. 

And it must feel so damned lovely. 

Oh, no-I mustn't-Polly told herself, but the last of the girl's inhibitions 
melted away in the fiery inferno of her wanton desire. 

With a last, desperate attempt to avoid such depravity, Polly shoved her 
hand into her crotch again and started to frig her cunt furiously, thinking 
that if she could get her rocks off on her hand she would be able to resist 
the impulse to let the dog give her some hairy head. 

But as she caressed her pussy, the fragrance streamed out maddeningly. The 
dog yelped and let her panties fall from his jaws. They fluttered to the 
gound, doubly damp now that the brute had been slobbering into them, 
descending like a butterfly with wet wings to the dog's feet. 

Then the doggy stepped over them, advancing toward the girl on the bench. 

Polly stared at this lolling, slobbering tongue and heard his doggy breath 
panting out. She moaned, surrendering to the overwhelming awe of lust that 
surged through her. 

Just his tongue-she told herself. 

But she should have known better, pretty Polly, with her pink dress up and 
her pussy pouring out pungent perfume of her passion . . . 

She slowly ran her fingertips up the insides of her silky thighs and then 
stroked her sodden cunt-slot and flicked her fingers against her swollen 
clit. 

"Here, boy," she called to him, softly. 

The big dog snapped to taut attention, his head thrusting forward as if to 
point to a duck for his hunter's gun-or a pussy for his loaded weapon. 

Polly spread her cuntlips open with her fingers, releasing a fragrant stream 
of juice from her inner folds. 

"C'mon, come and get it, doggy," she urged. 

The dog's nostrils flared and he was trembling violently. He took one step 
forward on unsteady legs then halted. He cocked his head, hesitant and 
uncertain, as if he couldn't believe his good fortune. 

"Dumb mutt, get over here," Polly hissed through her teeth, in a hurry to 
get it over with before anyone should pass by. 

Following his nose, the hairy mongrel advanced slowly, still uncertain. 

"You wanna lap my pussy or not, boy? You wanna get that big, pink tongue 
working on my cunt?" 

The dog lowered his haunches and moved stealthily in on the girl, as if he 
were stalking a pussy cat. His prick was jutting out so far, long and hard, 
that the brute was forced to step around it and his balls were so big and 
bloated that his hind legs were bowed out. 

Polly gave her pussy another little rub, but then she jerked her hand away, 
not wanting to bring herself off while there was a juicy dog tongue 
available to do the job. 

The dog had moved in close to her now and she could feel his hot breath waft 
onto her knees. His tongue lolled out and she could hear his panting breath 
rasp in and out. He crouched down and shoved his snout out. 

Polly slid forwards on the bench until her tight little ass was perched on 
the edge and her long, shapely legs trailed to the grass. She parted her 
thighs and hiked her rounded belly upward, offering her simmering cunt. 

The mutt's cold black nose bumped against her thigh and he gave a tentative 
sniff. His tongue slid out and he licked at the smooth flesh. He looked up 
at Polly, a quizzical frown on his shaggy brow. 

A trickle of pearly pussy nectar seeped from her cunt gash and trickled 
slowly down her leg. 

"Puppy treats," she whispered and swiveled her hips. The dog yelped and he 
slurped up the juicy overflow. He began to lick his way up her thigh 
following the stream of fragrant cunt cream. 

As his sensitive nose drew closer to the source of her delicious aroma, he 
snuffled and whined and his haunches began to jerk and quiver. 

His nostrils flared as he inhaled deeply, sucking in the tantalizing 
fragrance. 

Polly jerked her belly up, raising her slippery pussy higher and down closer 
to the brute's quivering muzzle. 

"C'mon, you turkey!" she rasped impatiently. She was becoming desperate to 
feel the mutt's big pink tongue slobber over her hot cunt. She spread her 
thighs wider and wiggled her hips, all inhibition lost in the inferno of her 
lust. 

Her cuntslit was open wide, revealing the darker recesses which shimmered 
with her joy juice. Silvery trails of cream seeped from her cunt gash and 
ran down into her crotch and the crack of her ass. 

The dog's shiny brown eyes seemed to glow and he gave a little yelp of joy. 
He bared his teeth in a sloppy smile, then he thrust his snout out, bumping 
his cold nose against Polly's clit button. 

The horny young virgin gasped at the sudden contact and a deep thrill zinged 
through her clit. The dog sniffed all around her cunt gash, his nostrils 
flaring against the succulent flesh and inhaling the girly fragrance right 
at the source. He snuffled through the cunt folds, investigating every nook 
and cranny. 

The brute licked gently with the tip of his tongue. He yipped happily. His 
big lapper slid out farther and he slurped upward through her cunt-slot and 
gaping cuntlips then on over her bushy triangle. 

"Oh! Oh!" Polly gasped as the dog's slick tongue ran through her creamy 
crotch. Then she moaned and shuddered with the pure joy of it. Letting a dog 
lick her pussy was naughty-right enough, but it was all the more exciting 
simply because it was so naughty. 

The dog's first licks had been experimental and somewhat nervous. Now he 
began to lap away with abandon. His shaggy head bobbed up and down as his 
tongue slurped through her juicy cunt gash. He slapped the agile lapper into 
her cunt-slot, then he stiffened it and shoved it right up inside her 
smoldering cunthole. 

Polly was starting to pant like a dog, herself, as her cunt steamed on his 
slick tongue. She wailed with rapture. The mutt's tongue felt as big as a 
cock as it slithered its way up her virgin pussy. 

He pulled his tongue out, laved her clit, then shoved it back up into her 
pussy tunnel of lust. He began to finger-fuck her, thrusting in and out. Her 
cunt was so full of cream that his lapper was splashing in the deluge as it 
poured from her overflowing cunt-slot, coating his muzzle like the frosting 
on a cake. 

Polly was writhing on the big mongrel's tongue. Her trim belly pumped in a 
screwing motion as she ground her cunt down onto his face. Her hips swiveled 
and her ass churned into the bench. Her face was a mask of lust, lips parted 
and eyes narrowed. She panted heavily, completely lost in her passion. 

The mutt drooled into her open cunt-slot, doggy slobber blending with 
Polly's creamy cunt goo. He slapped his tongue steadily into her pussy. 
Streaks of pussy slime trickled over the dog's long lapper and, as he 
whipped it in, more of her juice spurted out, coating her cunt bush and 
thighs. She was so flooded now that his tongue was floating as it slid up 
her cunt gash. 

Polly's cuntlips sucked on the dog's meaty lapper and he yelped and 
whimpered with wild enthusiasm. Her clit flared against his tastebuds, 
sending the animal into a lapping frenzy. He thrust his snout in as if he 
were trying to bury his whole head up into the girl's streaming pussy. 

Polly clamped her sleek thighs around the doggy's shaggy head and pushed 
down on his muzzle. She gazed down over the rise of her heaving tits, 
watching him wallow in her cunt gash. Then she spread her legs wide again, 
giving the dog free rein to slurp all through her groin. 

Her eyes glazed and her lips trembled. The psychological thrill was almost 
as great as the physical sensation. I don't believe it . . . I'm getting 
sucked off by a dog! her mind cried, and it's great! The tremors of bliss 
ran in great waves across her belly and through her loins. The flow from her 
cunt was getting hotter and creamier as though heated on the walls of her 
smoldering fuck-hole. 

I'm coming, she thought. "I'm fucking creaming!" 

The brute jammed his snout in as though he already knew that. His nose 
lodged between her cuntlips as his agile lapper scooted up the steaming 
torrent of girl cum as it poured from her, pooling in the middle of his 
tongue and dribbling from the upcurled edges. A fine mist of cunt-juice 
sprayed from her and clung to the beast's shaggy head. 

Powerful jolts of joy coursed through Polly's loins. She grabbed the thick 
hair at the back of the dog's head, curling her fingertips through the 
coarse mane and grinding her cunt down on his muzzle. Her clit exploded and 
her cunt core melted. She was coming faster, the peaks higher, then the 
surging waves were merging into one dynamic crest, leaving the horny young 
virgin whimpering with ecstasy. She jerked spasmodically as the last charges 
of lust rippled through her fuck-hole. 

The dog lapped at her cunt ravenously, slurping merrily away at that 
bubbling cunt and lapping up every last drop of the pearly nectar. 

Polly sighed and sank back on the bench, dazed by the magnitude of her 
climax. The dog was licking all through her crotch, cleaning the succulent 
feast from the platter. His hot wet tongue still felt lovely even after she 
had finished creaming and she lay back and enjoyed it, a contented smile on 
her sexy lips. 

But the inexperienced Polly had miscalculated. 

It hadn't dawned on the girl that things like cumming were reciprocal and 
she had supposed the doggy would be satisfied by dipping his tongue in her 
creaming cunt. 

But then the dog gave a yelp and bounded up, his front paws on the bench and 
his rock-hard cock looming out like a cannon aimed at her startled face. 

"Oh! Get away, you naughty doggy!" she wailed. 

But the powerful brute only wagged his tail and wriggled his haunches, then 
humped, stabbing his agitated cock in and out in a fucking motion. 

Polly realized she had a problem. 

For one thing, if she denied the dog relief and tried to walk away, the dumb 
brute might trail after her, sniffing at her ass, his prick dribbling along 
the path. How embarrassing it would be to have anyone see her being pursued 
by the avid beast! It would be obvious to an observer that the dog had a 
bone-on because he was sniffing her pussy. 

Then, too, Polly was not a selfish girl. 

The brute had done her a lovely favor and it didn't seem fair that his 
reward should be frustration and neglect. Having only paws, instead of 
hands, the poor creature could not relieve himself by jacking off like her 
brother did, Polly thought, with a sudden flash of renewed lust as she 
remembered Thad pounding his spunk into her panties. 

Would it be so naughty to toss the doggy off? she asked herself. He 
obviously needed to cum and he deserved some fun in return and, anyhow, the 
idea of milking off the mutt intrigued the nubile teenager. 

She knew just how to do it, having watched her brother pounding his prick. 

And, speaking of her brother, horny young Thad had just made a fascinating 
discovery . . . 

 CHAPTER THREE 

Thad had enjoyed a second dimming into one of Polly's frilly bras and 
replaced it in the drawer, thinking of how her pert, perky little tit tips 
would soon be poking around in a pool of his spunk. 

He would have liked to cum a third time. 

But he checked his watch and calculated that he had been in her room long 
enough and that it was time to escape from the scene before she found him 
there and started asking some embarrassing questions. 

On his way out, he paused, looking down at the floor with a puzzled 
expression on his face. 

When Polly had creamed as she knelt by the door, her pussy had spilled out 
plenty of girl goo and now her brother had spotted the traces. 

For a moment, he thought that a string of pearls must have broken and 
scattered on the carpet. 

But then he saw that those milky beads were too fluid to be pearls. He knelt 
down and drew his fingertip through the slimy seepage. 

He stared at it, mystified. 

He sniffed at his finger-and gulped. That goo smelled just like the crotch 
band of his sister's panties when he got a soiled pair from the dirty 
clothing hamper. 

He licked a drop from his fingertip and gulped again as the distinctive 
flavor of pussy nectar registered on his sensitive tastebuds. 

But how had cunt cum got on the carpet? 

Then the boy recalled that flash of pink he had seen at the doorway just 
after he had bled off his ball juice into his sibling's sexy bikinis. 

Holy shit, thought Thad. Had Polly been watching him beat his cockmeat? He 
blushed at the embarrassing thought. But then he looked thoughtful. If she 
had seen him on the job, she had not protested, perhaps even approved. 

The gooey evidence of that approval was right there on the fucking carpet. 

A strange look twisted his handsome young face as he had a graphic image 
flash through his fevered mind. He could picture pretty Polly squatting 
there on the threshold, her cunt overflowing as she peeked on his 
self-abuse! 

Thad's cock twanged at the thought and snapped up as hard as if he hadn't 
just milked it twice. 

All sorts of incestuous prospects began to dance like sugar plum fairies in 
his mind. He didn't imagine that Polly would be willing to suck or fuck with 
him, being his own sister and all, but if his guess were correct the girl 
liked to watch him tossing off and enjoyed finger-fucking herself and, if 
nothing else, she might agree to let Thad watch her frig off while he pumped 
his own prick. 

If nothing else . . . 

Thad felt a bit sheepish, knowing he had seen him fucking his fist in her 
panties, but he figured that she was equally guilty since she had played the 
Peeping Tom on him and played with her pussy, to boot. 

It could do no harm to confront her. 

Full of all sorts of high expectations, the youth went downstairs. His 
sister wasn't home from school yet, their mother said, when Thad casually 
inquired as to her whereabouts. 

But Thad knew better. 

He had a sticky finger and a carpet drenched with cunt cum to testify to the 
fact that she had already come-and cum-and gone out again. 

He went out on the front porch to wait, hoping to intercept Polly when she 
returned. 

But he became impatient and his cock and balls were protesting such neglect. 
Thad didn't want to jack off again, until he had seen Polly and suggested 
that it might be a kick to watch each other frig. He wondered where the girl 
could have gone? Then he recalled that she often went strolling down by the 
stream behind the houses. 

Thad, jamming both hands in his pockets in a futile attempt to conceal his 
hard-on, and walking rather awkwardly with his legs bowed around his balls, 
went looking for Polly . . . 

And, Polly, just then, was looking at the gray mutt's cockmeat as he jerked 
it up before her on the bench. She hesitated, as was seemly. But she knew 
that it was only fair that she frig the brute off and that it would be fun, 
as well. 

His cockhead flared an angry red and his hairy cockstalk was vibrating like 
a tuning fork. Pre-cum slicked the tip of his cock-knob and his balls were 
obviously loaded. 

He whined pleadingly, helpless being handless and begging for the attentions 
of her dexterous human hand-how could the girl not take pity on the doggy? 

Polly leaned forward and stroked the eager mutt under the jawline. She could 
feel slippery ribbons of her cunt cum on his shaggy jowls, matting the 
bristling hair-a sticky reminder that she owed the brute a cum. 

She had already determined to frig him off but now she was thinking about 
how to do it. From having watched her brother jacking off, she knew how much 
jism shot out of a set of balls and the animal's bloated cum bags looked 
even more full of joy juice than Thad's had been. Now she was considering 
how best to position herself so that she wouldn't wind up with her pretty 
pink dress sprayed by doggy slime. 

She slid sideways on the bench, lifting one of the dog's front paws and 
shifting under it, so that the big, hairy beast was no longer straddling her 
hips, although he was still standing angled up on the bench. He swung his 
blunt head around to gaze at her. She was looking at his prick in profile 
now. His flanks heaved and his haunches rippled as he shoveled his cock meat 
rig in and out under his belly. 

Polly figured that big, hairy prick was still liable to spray spunk all over 
the place, lateral loops still threatening to soak her dress. She slid off 
the bench and knelt on the ground behind the humping brute. 

Polly was getting really, really enthusiastic about performing her duties on 
the dog's cock. She ran her hands over his hard-muscled hindquarters. His 
wagging tail was whipping against her thighs like a bushy flail. 

Polly held her hand up, flexing her fingers as if getting limbered up for 
the work ahead of her. 

She stared at that hand as if it were the guilty party-as if she were 
totally innocent but her hand should be ashamed of what it was going to do. 
Then she reached around the mutt's haunches and slid her hand into his 
groin. 

She rubbed his balls, then jiggled them around in her palm as if weighing 
his cum load. She fondled the heavy sacs, feeling his jism tide shifting 
within. 

The doggy whined and humped, stabbing his prick in and out as the pretty 
teenager played with his balls. It was making Polly hot again and her 
well-tongued pussy was starting to simmer with renewed lust. 

She pushed her belly out and parted her thighs, rubbing her crotch against 
the dog's haunches. Cuntjuice streaked the gray pelt. 

Shuddering, Polly rose up on trembling knees and began to rub her cunt up 
and down along the dog's spine, riding him like a horse. Her ass jerked and 
she ground her groin on him, her thighs tightening around his rib cage. 

With the girl saddled on his back, the doggy was going wild, yelping and 
humping. As he jolted his cockmeat out, he dragged his backbone against her 
gooey cunt gash and pussy nectar trickled down his sides. 

Polly rode the brute for a few moments, then slid back to the ground, 
kneeling behind his ass. She rubbed his cumbags with both hands and felt the 
hard nuts jiggle inside the shaggy sacs. Polly was really keen to empty 
those big balls now. Making a doggy shoot off was almost as exciting a 
prospect as having her cunt cream. 

Holding his balls in her left hand, she slid her right hand up and held his 
hairy cockstalk. She tilted down so that she could look past his flanks and 
watch what she was doing down there in his groin. 

She push-pulled on his cockshaft. As she pulled up on his rock-hard cock 
rod, the hairy sheath rolled up over the angry red slab of his slick, meaty 
cockhead. Then when she yanked back on the stalk, his throbbing cock-knob 
flared out in a naked wedge, pulsing in and out and swelling enormously. 

The mutt pumped, driving his prick through Polly's frigging fist. Gooey 
globs of preliminary jism oozed from the parted cleft, lathering his 
cock-knob. She slid her hand up and fingered the slimy prickmeat, 
lubricating her hand. The stuff was so hot that she thought it might blister 
her fingers and scald her palm. She fingered around his pisshole and worked 
the spunky stuff into the hot cockmeat. 

The big brute was humping steadily now, fucking Polly's fist 
enthusiastically. The dumb brute might not have known quite what was 
happening to him, because even French poodles don't give hand-jobs-but he 
sure knew that it was a wonderful experience and that it would soon lead to 
creamy conclusions. His head was bobbing up and down as his haunches slammed 
in and out so that the beast was moving like a rocking horse. 

Polly released his cumbags, letting them swing free. They rolled up under 
his cockshaft as she stroked back, whacking the heel of her hand. They felt 
so heavy and full that she thought his cum load must be damned near solid. 

She jacked him back, skinning the slick cock crown. That fat prick slab was 
beginning to glow like a neon light. His cockmeat was so fiery hot now that 
the cummy seepage from his pisshole was steaming from his cock-knob. 

"Ooohhh, doggy!" Polly purred. 

The dog wolfed and yelped gleefully. 

She leaned right down over his grinding haunches. Her nose twitched as she 
inhaled the pungent perfume of cockmeat and the gamy aroma of pre-cum. Polly 
was yearning to see the beast's balls burst and his spunk spurt out. 

"Gonna shoot for Polly, doggy?" she whimpered. "Is the nice doggy gonna jizz 
for me?" 

As she inhaled the fragrance of hot cock and cum, Polly was licking her lips 
and her mouth was watering. Her tongue felt as sensitive as her clit. The 
innocent girl could hardly believe that she was drooling for doggy cock, yet 
she couldn't deny that horny hunger. 

"Slime, fella-juice my hand," she gurgled, pumping his prick faster. The 
animal's cock was so taut now that it was humming like a vibrator. 

The dog began to growl and snarl, throwing his big, blunt head back like a 
wolf baying at the moon. Polly could tell he was ready to get his rocks off 
as his massive prick ballooned and bucked in her fist. 

"Ooooh-cum-cum!" she wailed, staring wide-eyed and open-mouthed at his 
hammering prick. 

The dog's balls erupted volcanically and his fuck juice came rushing up 
through the hollow core of his cock like lava. Polly pumped back, feeling 
his prick rod ripple. His tool was so long that it seemed to take a full 
second for his joy-juice to rocket from his cumbags to his cock-knob. 

Then a jism jet sped from his pisshole, squirting out from between his front 
legs in a long, looping arc. Polly squealed and jerked back on his cock 
again, pumping a second frothy jet from his cockhead. The brute was going 
wild, hammering and heaving and humping. He yelped, then howled. His jism 
was spraying all over the place. 

He shot a gooey wad out on the recoil. It blasted from his cock-knob on the 
backstroke, glinting like a silvery rocket in the sunlight. Then he spurted 
again as Polly's fist frigged back to the root of his cock rod. Fuckjuice 
was bouncing on the ground like blobs of mercury, hosing out in all 
directions. A frothy squirt laced out laterally and landed in the flowing 
stream. 

Floating on the surface, like scum on a swamp, it slid away on the current 
like some exotic fish food. 

Polly was gasping with lust as she beat the brute's cockmeat, steadily 
draining him off. His balls seemed bottomless, his vitality boundless. Cum 
drifted up like fleecy clouds, sprayed out like the foam from a fire 
extinguisher, and rose up like a steaming geyser. Slimy ropes and coils of 
the sweet stuff unwound like hawsers from his pisshole. Polly's hand was 
drenched with slime as she jerked happily away, skimming fluidly up and down 
on the oily lubrication. 

A final jism jet shot from his red cock-knob and the doggy began to move 
jerkily. The last of his juice came out in a mere trickle, filming his 
cockhead. He stopped humping and stood with his head lowered, panting and 
slobbering. 

Polly tightened her grip and squeezed up the length of his cockshaft, as if 
she were trying to coax the last bit of toothpaste from a spent tube. One 
final milky blob squeezed out and the dog's cock began to diminish in her 
hand. 

She gave him a few more strokes to make sure that she had milked him 
bone-dry. Then she drew her hand away. The doggy stood as if he had been 
pole-axed. His lips were drawn back from his teeth in a doggy grin. 

Then he hopped down from the bench. Being only a dumb brute, he knew nothing 
about afterplay or affection or tenderness. His balls were emptied and that 
was that. 

With his prick swinging beneath him like a limp hose, the doggy trotted off. 

Polly knelt there, staring at her cream-soaked hand and trembling in the 
aftermath of her actions. She was amazed at how naughty she had been and at 
how very much she had enjoyed it. And she was even more amazed to realize 
how much her mouth was watering as she stared at her cum-drenched hand. 

That stuff looked as thick as condensed milk. 

And as delicious! 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

With his hands in his pockets, stooping over his hard-on like a parent over 
a cradle, Polly's horny brother came walking along the bank of the 
meandering stream, looking for his sister-and encountering a remarkable 
sight. 

A big, gun-metal-colored doggy came jogging along in the opposite direction 
with a fat prick dangling down under his loins-and laying a trail or creamy 
cum along the path. 

Thad halted, blinking at the sight. He wondered if the dumb brute had 
discovered some way to jerk himself off between his paws? It seemed 
unlikely, yet it was evident that the animal had just gotten his rocks off. 

The dog stopped when he saw the boy. He sat back on his haunches, looking 
sheepish-in a doggy way. His prick was soft now but still impressive, 
looping out from his loins in a hairy, meaty parabola. 

The slick red cock-knob drooped down, weighting the end of his cockstalk. A 
thick thread of cockjuice ran from his pisshole to the ground like a 
gossamer guy wire. 

The doggy looked very satisfied and smug, along with seeming rather 
embarrassed. Thad shook his head at the mystery. Being a confirmed wanker, 
himself, he certainly didn't begrudge the beast a hand-job, but he was 
puzzled as to what hand had provided that job. 

Then Thad walked on- 

And found the answer to the mystery . . . 

Coming around a bend in the bank, Thad saw his sister kneeling on the ground 
beside a bench, staring at her hand. He stopped and something warned him to 
be quiet. 

Polly was holding her hand right up under her chin, her pretty face tipped 
down, her eyes glowing. Thad had to stifle a gasp when he saw that her 
fingers were all slimy and that a pool of spunk sloshed in her palm. 

Holy fuck, he thought. Did my lad sister give that dog a hand-job? He was 
shocked for a moment. Then he began to grin like a fiend. 

His eyes bulged out like hard-boiled eggs and his jaw dropped wide open and, 
holding his breath, he stared in fascination at the pretty girl in the pink 
dress- 

And with the creamy hand . . 

Polly was drooling. 

She wanted very much to taste the dog's delicious-looking spunk. She 
hesitated, knowing it was a depraved desire. But then she grinned impishly. 
No one-or so she believed-would ever know. 

She pushed her cute little up-turned nose into her palm and sniffed. Doggy 
cum smelled starchy and musky-and ever so tantalizing. Her tongue was 
swelling and stiffening like a lesbian with a hard-on. 

Whimpering, she lapped at the thick cum pool in her palm. She took one lick, 
then drew her head back, letting the goo run around on her tongue and 
register on her tastebuds. She batted her eyes and purred. 

Dog cum was yummy! 

Dropping her head again, she began to lap it up from her palm like a kitten 
at a saucer of cream. She licked her fingers, then pushed them into her 
mouth and began to suck them like a prick, milking off the doggy spunk 
hungrily. She slid in and out of her mouth in a blowjob motion, sinking in 
to the knuckles and slurping up every drop. 

Polly was getting carried away. She dropped her face into her palm, nuzzling 
and snuffling and slobbering. She sucked up a glob, then used her nimble 
pink tongue to lick the sticky residue out from between her fingers and from 
the web between her thumb and index finger. 

If doggy cum tasted so scrumptious licked up second-hand as it were, the 
horny little virgin just had to wonder just how fucking delicious the hot, 
thick stuff would be if a girl sucked it straight out of a spurting 
cockhead? 

Greedily, she tongued up every last drop, then tossed her tawny head back, 
letting the slime soak into her lapper meat, then dribble down her throat. 

Her cunt was smoldering again. 

Polly wished that the ungrateful mutt was still around. She would have 
cherished another cunt-lapping from that big wet tongue. But she guessed 
that she was going to have to settle for another hand-job. 

She slid up onto the wooden bench and jerked her pretty pink dress up above 
her waist. Her legs were extended and her thighs were parted wide-and 
although the girl was blissfully unaware of it, she was presenting a perfect 
pussy picture to her drooling brother as he crouched over his pounding prick 
in the bushes not far away. 

Thad was sorely tempted to haul his cockmeat rig out and beat off as he 
clocked the girl, but he resisted the urge, with an unholy yearning for more 
than a hand-job. 

Incestuous impulses were springing through his loins and dancing in his 
fevered mind. 

If his sister were a doggy wanker, the perverted fact presented all sorts of 
possibilities to a young man who had spilled his spunk so lavishly into her 
lingerie in the past and looked longingly now at her moist mouth and creamy 
cunt. 

Polly began to rub her fuck-slot, tracing her fingertips up the unfolded 
pink lips and brushing them over her tingling clit nugget. Her oval 
cunt-slot flooded with girl goo. Streams of the pearly juice ran down her 
groin and soaked into the tight crack of her trim little ass. 

She wished that she hadn't licked up all of the dog's jism. It would have 
been thrilling to frig her pussy with a cum-drenched hand, working the doggy 
spunk into the seething hot meat of her pussy. 

She lifted her hand to her face and sniffed at her own creamy seepage. Her 
tongue flickered out and she tasted the frothy stuff from her fingertips. 
Cuntjuice was damned near as succulent as dog cum, she thought. 

It surprised the naive teenager. 

Polly knew that she was certainly not a lesbian, and yet the thought of 
sucking a cunt really turned her on. Tasting her own pussy nectar from her 
hand was like licking up the dog's spunk, in a way-it made the horny blonde 
wonder just how yummy cunt-juice would be if a girl were to suck it right 
out of a melting muff? 

She thought of her friend, Liz. 

Liz was obviously not a lesbian, either-so why should the thought of doing 
some cunt-lapping with her, make Polly's mouth drool so desperately? 

She began to alternate hands, fingerfucking up her cunthole with one while 
she sucked and licked the other, then switching. One hand came up the her 
lips all slathered with pussy slime as the other dipped down into her 
crotch, drenched with her saliva. 

She wished that she were limber enough to get her blonde head right down 
between her legs and give her smoldering cunt a good tongue-fucking. 

She rocked on the edge of the bench in a fucking motion, stabbing her stiff 
fingers knuckle-deep up into her soaking cunt and wriggling them around, 
then bringing them up to her lips as she frigged with her other hand. She 
bunched her fingers into a cock-shaped bundle, pushing them in and out of 
the collar of her lips. 

Polly had never been so hot before. Waves of pleasure were coursing across 
her loins, but instead of cresting they just kept coming faster and higher. 
Her clit felt like a stick of smoldering gelignite, a burning fuse ready to 
set off an explosion in the core of her cunt. 

She hiked her ass up and dipped her hand under the cheeks of her ass, 
nudging a fingertip into her shit hole. Then she licked that finger, 
savoring the tangy taste of her own tight little asshole. 

She shoved a finger up her shit chute with one hand and frigged up into her 
cunthole with the other, stabbing one in as she drew the other out. She 
could feel her fingers rubbing together inside her seething loins, through 
the slender membrane that separated her twin fuck tunnels. 

Fantasies paraded through her mind, one rushing upon the other. Polly didn't 
know what to think about when she surged to the peak. She was remembering 
how her handsome brother had spunked into her panties and how the doggy had 
shot off in her hand. The flavor of dog cum still lingered tantalizingly on 
her tastebuds and the girl wondered what her brother's hot, thick fuckjuice 
would taste like. Then she thought about how scrumptious her cunt-juice 
tasted and imagined clamping her mouth on Liz's pussy and sucking the girl 
off. 

Soaring to a crest, Polly worked on her cunt with both hands now. Her pussy 
was dissolving. She felt as if her guts were melting and spilling out from 
her fuck-hole. 

Jerking and thrashing on the bench, Polly frigged herself through the spasms 
of her cum-ming as peak after peak crashed through her loins. 

The bench was as sodden as a slab of driftwood under her ass as her cum 
juice poured from her groin. Ribbons ran down her trembling thighs and her 
crotch looked as if it had been sprayed with whipping cream. 

At last her cumming spasms began to ebb. 

But with her pussy satisfied, Polly found that her tongue was horny again. 

She began to lap up her cunt cum from her hands, wishing she had a cock or a 
cunt to suck. 

And then a cock full of cum was offered to Polly from a most unexpected 
source . . . 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

When Polly saw her brother walking towards her she blushed furiously and hid 
her face behind her creamy hands. Then she remembered that her pink dress 
was pulled up above the waist and her panties were on the ground and there 
was little point in trying to act innocent. She looked at Thad through her 
splayed fingers and saw that he was grinning. 

"Boy, Sis-you're naughty!" he said. 

"Just a little bit," she admitted, lowering her eyelashes and looking 
demure. 

"You jerked a dog off," he leered. 

"Oh, shit-you know about that, huh?" she moaned. 

Thad hadn't been absolutely sure that it had been his sister who'd frigged 
the doggy, since he'd seen only the residue and not the action. Now he knew 
and the knowledge was making him dizzy with desire. 

"Yeah, I know and everybody else is gonna know, too, as soon as I put the 
word around," he rasped. 

"Thad! You wouldn't!" Polly cried, in horror. 

"You bet your ass I will! I mean, it ain't every guy that's got a fucking 
sister who jacks dog prick, right? It's something to be proud of. Of course, 
I ain't sure if I oughta tell Mom and Dad, though-" 

"Omigawd!" Polly squealed. 

"Maybe I won't tell anyone, come to think of it-if you're real nice to me, 
Sis-" 

"Nice how?" she asked suspiciously. 

"Well, you like the taste of cum, right? I saw you licking your hands. How 
about swallowrag mine?" 

"Thad! That would be incest!" she protested. 

He shrugged. "It's up to you, Sis, but if you don't suck my cock, I'm gonna 
tell about the dog." 

"If you do, I'll tell Mom that I saw you jerking off into my panties!" Polly 
countered. 

Thad scowled. He hadn't expected retaliation or counter threats. Brother and 
sister stared at each other in a sort of Mexican standoff. 

But then Polly smiled shyly. 

"I-I wouldn't mind, though," she whispered. 

Thad blinked, then leered lewdly. 

"I guess taking it in the mouth ain't really incest-like cunt-fucking, 
right?" Polly rationalized. 

"Sure, it ain't hardly incest at all," her brother was happy to agree, he 
wasn't at all sure about it, but he sure as hell wasn't going to argue over 
the definition of just what constituted incest. 

Polly was staring at the front of his jeans, where his hard-on was writhing 
like a snake in a sack. She licked her lips, looking modest and hungry at 
the same time. The girl had seen 

Thad's big prick squirting jism into her panties and the idea of having his 
cockmeat cream in her hot mouth was driving her wild. Even before the first 
mouthful, Polly knew that she was going to adore giving head. 

She knew it was really naughty to blow her brother, but that only made it 
more exciting. 

"You gonna take it out?" she asked, her voice all husky with desire and her 
tongue so hot that it was steaming in her salivating mouth. 

"Yeah!" Thad grunted, reaching for his fly. 

Polly slid her tongue out, showing him the pink tip and fluttering it 
against her pursed lips as if showing him how that nimble lapper would soon 
be laving the head of his prick-or getting it limbered up for the action. 

Polly had never licked or sucked a cock, but the girl had thought about it a 
great deal and knew just how she was going to go about it. She was all 
radiant with desire. Thad marveled at how his kid sister could look so 
demure and innocent, yet hungry and horny all at once-a chaste young virgin, 
all pretty in pink and about to suck a prick. 

Her brother's prick, to boot! 

Thad yanked his zipper down and reached in to haul out his sex tackle, balls 
and all. Polly whimpered at the sight. His cock stood like a crowbar, the 
fat purple cock-knob reaching as high as his breastbone and his cumbags were 
inflated like a hairy balloon. Polly was drooling at the thought of how much 
delicious spunk they held. 

She could feel the fiery heat of his engorged cockmeat wafting into her face 
as if he were holding a red hot poker or branding iron before her. She 
inhaled the tantalizing aroma of his cock and ball meat. If it tasted as 
good as it smelled, Polly knew she was in for a real treat. 

Thad jammed his loins out, thrusting his cock toward his sister's face. His 
balls swung out like ballast suspended from a ballon. 

Polly reached out shyly and touched his cumbags, then lifted them in her 
palm. They were heavy as lead with his enormous load and she sighed in 
anticipation. 

She slipped her hand up and grasped his cockshaft, giving it a slow 
push-pull. Thad groaned and humped, fucking through her fist. The horny 
youth would have settled for a hand job. But Polly wasn't going to waste his 
yummy spunk load on a mere toss off-having made up her mind to give him a 
blowjob, she was determined-and starved. 

She moved her hand away, not wanting to run the risk of bringing him off 
prematurely. 

"I-I never did this before," she whispered, batting her eyelashes timidly. 
"But I want to," she added. 

"Oh, yeah, Sis-suck my cock!" Thad croaked, jacking it towards her mouth 
impatiently. 

Polly pressed her nose against the underside of his wedge-shaped cock-knob 
and snuffled, inhaling the heated fragrance. She bobbed down and sniffed his 
balls. Thad's handsome face was a mask of passion, eyes hooded, lips slack. 
He was panting like a steam engine. Up until this point he had been afraid 
that his sister might back out, losing her nerve at the last minute or 
playing the prick teaser. But now that she was snuffling against his cock so 
delightfully, he realized that pretty Polly was every bit as eager to suck 
his cock as he was to cum in her mouth. 

With the end result a foregone conclusion, Thad was quite content to let her 
linger over the preliminaries. 

And Polly intended to, wanting to make her first-ever blowjob a memorable 
occasion. The best part of it would be when he spunked in her mouth, of 
course, but she wanted to savor the meat course for a long time before she 
drank the creamy dessert. 

Angling her jaw out, she licked his balls. 

Thad jerked as if her had been shot through by a high voltage current. Polly 
drew back, savoring that first taste. Then she leaned in again and began to 
whisk her lapper all over his cumbags, thrilled by the musky, gamy flavor of 
those cum-bloated balls. 

"Yummy," she sighed. 

Thad stared down, hardly able to believe that his pretty sister was licking 
his balls-and obviously enjoying it as much as he was. 

She lifted the heavy sacs in her hand and lapped at the underside. Her 
tongue tingled as she slurped. She could feel his fuckjuice sloshing around 
inside the hairy bags as she licked them so lavishly. 

A glob of pre-cum oozed out of Thad's open pisshole and ran sluggishly down 
the purple meat of his cock-knob. Polly leaned back, watching it wind down 
the thickly veined underside of his cockshaft. 

The thick cum nugget looked like a blob of quicksilver-a fluid solid. 

She waited until the fat drop had slimed down almost to his balls. Then she 
flattened her tongue against the base of his cockstalk and slurped slowly 
up, gathering the jism nugget onto her tastebuds. 

"Ummmmm," she purred. 

Licking spunk from a prick was a lot nicer than licking it off her hands, 
Polly realized, as the succulence of the stuff slimed into her lapper meat. 

Another dollop squeezed from the cock cleft, clinging to his purple cockhead 
like a squirt of cream on a flat plum. She ran her index finger up his cock 
rod and scooped the cum drop up. Thad wondered why she had taken it on her 
finger instead of her tongue? 

Then she reached down and dipped her hand into her crotch, squirming as she 
worked that sibling spunk into the steaming meat of her cunt-slot and clit. 

Her pussy soaked it up like a sponge. 

Now his pisshole started weeping steadily. Cum washed down his cockstalk 
like limestone drippings running down a towering stalagmite. Polly gave a 
little gasp. If her brother's thick preliminary cum was so abundant, just 
imagine what the full load was going to be like when he emptied those 
massive cumbags down her throat! 

Polly seethed with lust at the prospect. The innocent virgin had never felt 
so naughty before. She gave Thad a really wicked look. "Turn around for a 
minute," she whispered. He looked puzzled. 

"I wanna do your backside first," she moaned. "I want asshole for an 
appetizer." 

It was one of the many things that Polly had fantasized about when she was 
frigging her cunt and imagining what it would be like to give head. 

Thad looked startled by his kid sister's depravity. But he grinned and 
turned around, shoving his hard ass out towards her face. 

Polly placed her hands on his ass cheeks and spread them open, exposing the 
puckered brown bud of his shit hole. She stuck her tongue into that tiny ass 
slot and sniffed. Thad gasped at the sensation. 

"Oooooh, Sis-rim out my asshole!" he grated. 

Polly began to run her lapper up through the tasty crack of his ass, 
slurping up and down. Then she nudged it into his shit hole. She reamed into 
the tight hole as far as her tongue would go. 

Thad groaned. It felt as if his sister were licking the root of his hard-on 
from inside his ass. 

Tongue-fucking up his asshole, Polly slobbered into the tangy bud, then 
sucked her saliva back out, flavored by her brother's scrumptious asshole. 

What an appetizing first course it made! 

Naughty Polly rimmed out his ass ring with hungry enthusiasm and greedy 
gusto. She would have liked to linger over that tasty snack for awhile. But 
Thad was jerking so spasmodically that she was afraid he might blow his wad 
out and she couldn't bear the thought of having his fuckjuice squirt when he 
was facing the other way. 

She gave his shitter a last lick, then drew back and, holding him by the 
hips, turned him around to face her again. His cock swung around like the 
boom of a tacking ship, a great derrick of a prick revolving back to her 
head, angled up like a howitzer. 

His cock-knob was glowing like an incandescent lightbult and the frothy 
pre-cum was sizzling on the cockmeat. Polly ran her tongue up the underside 
of his cock stalk, lapping along the raised ridge of the ventral vein. Her 
blonde head turned from side to side as she slurped up his cockshaft from 
different angles. She stroked straight up, her lapper flattened, then 
crisscrossed up and down the rod. 

Lifting up higher, she began to lick the slimy head of his prick. She laved 
all over the fat cock slab and dipped her tongue into his pisshole, as if 
she were so greedy for his jism that she was going in to get it. 

Her saliva steamed from his angry red cockmeat and spunk bubbled from the 
cleft. His prick was beginning to vibrate like a tuning fork. It was so 
stiff she could have used it to launch an arrow or play a violin. 

Thad held her face between his open hands. 

"Suck it, Sis!" he croaked. 

"Ummmm-yes, Thad-I'm hungry for your cockmeat-I wanna swallow your hot, 
thick cum!" she whimpered. 

She kissed the tip of his prick adoringly. 

Then her lips parted and she slowly fed that smoking hot cock slab into her 
mouth. 

"Ahhhh," he moaned, trembling ecstatically as her hot, wet maw engulfed his 
throbbing cock-knob. 

Polly's cheeks hollowed in as she softly sucked and her lips peeled 
outwards, collaring his thick cockshaft just below the bulging head. 

"Ummm-ummm," she sighed, relishing that delectable mouthful. Sucking on 
cockmeat was even more wonderful than licking it or rimming out his asshole. 

She twisted her head around, winding the oval collar of her lips on his 
cock-knob, screwing his meaty prick deeper into her greedy mouth. She began 
to bob up and down as if she were ducking for apples in a barrel. 

Thad humped, fucking into her face. 

"Unghhh," Polly gagged, as his huge cockhead clogged her throat. But she 
held it buried for a moment, then slowly drew back up to his cock-knob, 
sucking lavishly through every precious inch of his prick stalk. 

"Ahhhhh," she purred. 

She brought her head down again, swallowing her brother's cock to the roots. 
Her lips were plastered to the hairy hilt of his thick cockshaft, her nose 
rustled in his wiry pubic thicket, her chin brushed against his swollen 
balls. 

"Oh, Sis-you sweet cocksucker!" Thad grated. 

Polly smiled around a mouthful of cockmeat, delighted by the welcome 
compliment. If a girl is gonna be a cocksucker, she wants to be a good one. 

Her blonde head rose and dropped rhythmically on his prick and Thad fed it 
to her, shoving it up into her face as she bobbed down. 

Polly was in rapture, loving everything about it-the taste and the texture 
and the way his cockmeat was throbbing and dribbling pre-cum onto her 
gliding lapper. 

She worked on his cockhead for awhile, twirling her tongue around the cock 
slab and nursing hungrily. Then she slid down and gorged on the whole 
cockstalk again. His hot cockmeat hissed as it ran into her salivating maw. 

Polly was adoring his prick, positively worshipping it, but from the frantic 
way Thad was jerking she knew that it couldn't last much longer. 

She pulled her lips up to the cock tip and, as if speaking into a meaty 
microphone, whimpered, "Cum in my mouth-slime in my fucking mouth, Thad!" 

"Yeah, Sis-yeah!" he croaked. 

Polly thought that her tongue was going to melt as he fucked into her face. 
She took his cock-knob into her cheek, then back into her throat. Her tongue 
was lashing against the underside of his cock rod as she mouthed him 
voraciously, sucking like a sump pump. 

"Feed me your fuckjuice!" she moaned on his cockhead. "Slime in my-ulphhhh-" 
her words were broken off as his cock dislodged her tonsils. Then, drawing 
her lips back up to the cock crown, she moaned, "fucking mouth-use my mouth 
for a fucking cumbucket-umpfffff-oooh-fuck my mouth like it was a cunt, 
Thad! Cream me!" 

His ass corkscrewed as he screwed into her head, driving in to the hilt of 
his prick. His balls rolled up and whacked her under the chin. 

"Here it cums, Sis!" he gasped. 

"Ummmm-ummmmm," she purred. She felt his cumbags explode against her chin 
and his long cockstalk ripped as the cum came rushing up through the core. 

His first creamy spurt shot straight down Polly's throat, so that she didn't 
even get to taste it-although it warmed her belly like a fine cognac. 

Her head pulled up and her brother shot off again on the backstroke, cumming 
on the recoil. 

The foaming fuckjuice skimmed over her tongue, igniting Polly's tastebuds. 

She sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked. She had never tasted 
anything as scrumptious as her brother's jism. It felt as hot and as thick 
as melted lead as he hosed her mouth with steady spurts. 

A geyser shot into her cheek, then a jism jet hit the arched roof of her 
mouth. She gulped and gurgled, swallowing the precious incest juice 
greedily. But his titanic load was too much for her. Cum overflowed her lips 
and spilled down both sides of her chin. 

"Suck, Sis-suck!" Thad wailed. 

"Yeah-yeah-don't stop!" she whimpered. "Keep cumming-drown me in jism!" 

Her mouth filled up again as his prick pumped another load out. Cum was 
swirling through her teeth and gums, sloshing in her cheeks, hanging from 
the roof of her mouth like slimy stalactites. Her tongue was floating in the 
slime like a pink raft in a swamp. 

His fuck juice felt like it was coming out in a string, a slimy rope that 
was unwinding in an unbroken stream from his balls to her belly. 

At long last he began to falter. 

His humping strokes became jerky and erratic and the cum stopped squirting 
out, the final drops merely trickling from his pisshole onto her tongue. 

Polly kept on nursing, making sure that she had milked him off to the dregs. 
Then she folded her fist around his cockstalk and squeezed out the last 
slimy drops. 

"Jeez, Sis!" Thad gasped. "You got a mouth like a fucking vacuum cleaner!" 

Pretty Polly pulled her lips off his prick, smiling radiantly and dreamily, 
adoring the sensation of having a bellyful of nourishing jism. 

She used her tongue to gather up the errant drops that had escaped her lips 
and trickled down his cockstalk. She lapped some slime from his cumbags. 

"I love sucking you off, Thad," she whispered. "I wanna blow you all the 
time!" 

"Yeah!" the boy enthused. 

"I wanna swallow your cum by the gallon," she purred, and ducked down to 
tongue up a last gooey glob that had slimed into his pubic hair. 

"Only-it made my pussy so horny," she whispered. 

Thad's balls were slack and drained now but his cock was still standing 
rampant and ready and now that meaty tower jolted at his sister's words. He 
gaped down at her, seeming stunned. Spunk streaked her lips and her tongue 
slid across. Polly looked up at him speculatively. 

"You-you wanna fuck, Sis?" he croaked. 

"We mustn't," she replied. "I really need a cuntful of cock, but you're my 
brother." Then she grinned. 

"Let's go see my friend, Liz," she suggested. "You can fuck her-" 

"But-what about you, Sis?" he asked. 

"Liz has got a nice big doggy," Polly answered. 

And Thad almost fainted . . . 

 CHAPTER SIX 

After she had parted from Polly on her way home from school, raven-haired 
Liz had headed for home. The naughty teenager had gotten herself all excited 
by confessing to Polly that she had fucked with her Great Dane and she could 
tell that it had gotten virginal Polly hot, as well. Liz had been tempted to 
ask the blonde girl if she wanted to come home with her and fool around 
together, or with the doggy. 

Unlike Polly, Liz understood that a girl didn't have to be a lesbian to be a 
cunt-lapper and she had the hots for pretty Polly. Her tongue got stiff when 
she thought about the sexy blonde girl. But Polly didn't seem to be the sort 
of girl who would be game for dyking or dogging. 

Or so Liz unmistakably believed. 

She hurried towards her house, planning to have some naughty fun with 
Warlock, the Great Dane. Her pussy was smoldering. It felt as if she had a 
red hot ember between her thighs, requiring plenty of doggy slobber or cum 
to extinguish the fire. Her mouth was hot, as well. She would have loved to 
plate Polly, but a nice suck on the dog's prick would be satisfying, she 
figured. What she really needed, though, was two dogs so that she could 
enjoy a hairy cock in both ends at once. 

She thought about the Alsatian that lived next door. She had noticed that he 
was a muscular, well-hung animal and the thought of having his big black 
prick was inviting. Would Warlock be jealous if she brought another doggy 
home? she wondered. She doubted it. Dogs probably didn't get possessive or 
jealous, the way cuckolded husbands did. 

She came to the neighbor's house and, on a sudden impulse, went into their 
yard. Rex was stretched out in front of his dog house at the back, his 
tongue lolling out. That meaty lapper looked startlingly red as it hung out 
from his jet black jaws and the naughty teenager knew that the head of his 
cock would present the same color contrast once she had gotten it skinned 
out naked from his ebony cockstalk. 

Rex opened one eye and peered at Liz. 

"Wanna have some fun, doggy?" she asked. 

He rumbled in his shaggy throat and got slowly to his feet, wagging his 
bushy tail. His shiny black nose was twitching, scenting her arousal. 

"C'mon, boy," she urged. 

She moved off, looking back over her shoulder. Rex gave a yelp and trotted 
after her, sniffing at her ass. His instincts told him that he was about to 
have an exciting experience and his heavy prick began to swell and elongate. 

As they crossed into her own backyard, Warlock came bounding happily up. The 
two dogs sniffed noses in a friendly fashion and Liz saw that she needn't 
have worried about jealousy-that the dumb brutes probably didn't even 
realize that gangbanging a girl was naughty. 

Liz went into the house with both big brutes trotting along behind her, 
squirming in anticipation. 

Liz led them into the front room-then halted and frowned, seeing that her 
mother was home. That was unusual. Anne didn't usually get home until 
dinnertime, leaving Liz free to do what she wanted in the house. What a 
shame that she had changed her routine today, when Liz was so particularly 
horny! She was wondering where she could take the dogs for privacy. Then she 
saw that the dogs were both staring at her mother, who was sprawled out on 
the couch and seemed to be sleeping. 

Liz stepped around the end of the couch and did a double take as she looked 
down at the sleeping woman. 

Her mother had her skirt drawn up above the waist and her panties were 
discarded on the floor. She had one hand cupped on her pussy and the other 
held a half-empty bottle of whisky. Liz began to grin. 

Her mother must have been frigging off and drinking at the same time and 
fallen asleep on the job! 

It gave the girl a naughty idea . . . 

Glancing at her mother's face to make sure that the woman was sound asleep, 
Liz took her by the wrist and gently pulled her hand off her pussy. Her 
bushy cunt was open and wet and her clit was standing out stiff. She must 
have been almost ready to cream when she passed out drunk, Liz figured. 
Grinning devilishly, Liz knelt down and lowered her face right into her 
mom's hairy vee. 

She brushed her nose against the woman's taut clit button and sniffed. 
Anne's hot cunt was fragrant and pungent. It was no wonder that dogs got 
excited and enthusiastic about cunt-lap-ping, she thought. With their ultra 
keen and sensitive noses they really went wild over steamy pussies. 

Liz loved sucking them, herself. 

And the idea of tonguing her own mother's cunt was really turning the 
teenager on, delighting her with the charm of incest and depravity. 

Liz began to work her tongue around in her mother's creamy fuck-slot, 
licking out the creases and folds and fluttering against her vibrant clit 
bead. 

Warlock and Rex stood behind her, quivering and trembling as they inhaled 
the randy aroma. The dogs probably couldn't understand why one human female 
would want to lick another, being only dumb brutes who knew nothing of the 
wide variety of human tastes. But their own heavy red tongues were hanging 
out and drooling. 

Their noses flared and as if their cocks and snouts were connected by some 
carnal clockwork, both of their fat red cock knobs came sliding from the 
heavy sheaths. 

Liz opened her mom's cunt with her fingertips and shot her lapper right up 
into her cunt-sleeve. She slobbered into her cunt-slot, then sucked her 
saliva back out, delicious-flavored by cunt cream. 

She raised her head, checking to make sure that her mother wasn't starting 
to wake up. It would have been embarrassing to have the woman suddenly open 
her eyes and discover her daughter diving on her pussy. But Anne was still 
slumbering, although she had started to pant heavily now. 

Liz ducked back onto her pussy, churning her tongue up the tunnel and 
sucking on the cunt-slot greedily. She was wondering if she could manage to 
bring her mom to a creamy crest without waking her up-giving her a wet 
dream. 

Both dogs were whining and whimpering. 

"Wanna taste, boys?" Liz rasped. 

She shifted her head aside and, grasping Warlock by the collar, yanked his 
muzzle into her mom's cunt. The huge doggy began to slap his heavy tongue in 
gleefully. His head bobbed up and down. His tongue started in the crack of 
Anne's ass and slurped up through her fuck-slot, then flipped out into her 
bushy black vee. 

Rex shouldered up and shoved his head out. Jowl to jowl with Warlock, he 
started lapping hungrily away. Cuntjuice was pouring out, slathering both 
doggy tongues and streaking their hairy muzzles. 

Anne began to moan in her slumber. Her ass and hips started to jerk in a 
fucking motion. The flow from her fuck-hole was getting hotter and thicker 
and creamier as whatever dream she was enjoying climbed towards the crest. 

Liz watched the doggy tappers whip into her mom's pussy, her pretty face a 
mask of lust. How naughty it was! How deliciously depraved. She let the dogs 
feed until she figured that her Mom was all set to cream. Then the girl 
dragged the brutes out of the woman's juicy crotch and clamped her own hot 
mouth onto her flooded pussy. 

Cunt cum poured into Liz's lips and washed over her tongue. Anne's pelvis 
rolled and jerked and she cried out as she crested in her drunken stupor. 
The dogs were yelping in frustration but greedy Liz was drinking every drop 
out of her mom's cunt, gulping the joy juice down and spooning out more with 
her lapper. 

The girl wondered if sucking her mother's cunt was naughtier than fucking 
with dogs? 

She milked her mother's pussy through the spasms, grinding her face around 
in that gooey grotto, delighted by her wanton wickedness. 

Anne sighed and smiled contentedly. 

Then her eyelids began to flicker. 

Liz gave her cunt a last slurp and drew back. 

Anne was starting to wake up. The girl moved away and grabbed the Alsatian 
by the collar. She dragged the brute away from the couch, towards the door. 
Warlock belonged there, of course, but her mother might get suspicious if 
she realized that the neighbor's doggy was also in the house. 

Warlock began lapping Anne's pussy again, mopping up the dregs of her 
cumming. Rex yelped and struggled, trying to get back for his share. But Liz 
hauled the Alsatian out of the room and, to placate him, knelt at his flank 
and began to fondle his cock and balls. 

From the hallway, prick in hand, Liz watched as her mother awoke. Anne sat 
up, blinking and confused. Then she realized that the Great Dane was 
tonguing her pussy. 

She smiled and stroked his head for a moment before she drew his muzzle 
away. 

"Naughty doggy," she said-but it was obvious that she wasn't at all angry. 

She stared down at her overflowing and slobber-filled fuck-slot and shook 
her head as if in disbelief. She seemed bemused and in a mildly drunken 
haze, but with a slight smile still lingering on her lips. 

Liz was holding her breath. As she slowly stroked the Alsatian's steely hard 
prick, she held his muzzle clamped shut with her free hand, to keep the 
excited beast from yelping and whining too loudly. 

Her mother seemed to be considering something-probably, thought Liz, whether 
or not she should let the doggy lap her cunt some more? 

Liz hoped that she would. It would be a turn on to watch her mother 
misbehave. 

"Naughty doggy made Mommy horny," Anne said. "Now Mommy has to have some 
prick." 

"Ooooh, yeah," Liz silently mouthed. 

She figured her mother was going to screw with the Great Dane and wondered 
if she would dare join them for the conclusion? Liz would have dearly loved 
to suck a load of doggy jism out of her Mom's cunt! 

But Anne was not as depraved as her daughter. 

Although it had been a kick to wake up and find the dog's muzzle jammed in 
her cunt, she didn't seem to consider the fact that the doggy had a great 
big prick as well as that long, nimble tongue. Still groggy and dazed and 
less adventurous than Liz, Anne was thinking of human cocks. 

She smoothed her dress down, not bothering to put her panties back 
on-perhaps forgetting they were on the floor or maybe knowing she would 
simply have to pull them down again as soon as she found a likely lover. 

Wobbling slightly, her hair tousled and her bodice partly open and looking 
just what she in fact was-an easy lay on a prick hunt-Anne left the room by 
the other door. Warlock jigged after her, whimpering, but she closed the 
door on him, leaving the horny animal in the house. 

Liz jumped up and rushed to the window, in time to see that her mother was 
staggering down the street. The girl was rather disappointed. It would have 
been really, really interesting to get her mom involved in a scene with the 
dogs. Liz figured that a naughty thing like bestiality would be a lot mroe 
thrilling if there was another girl involved. 

But still, she had the house to herself now and both big brutes to pleasure 
her, so she couldn't complain. She stepped back from the window and the dogs 
gazed longingly at her, tongues lolling and cocks jutting. The sight made 
Liz squirm. She was hotter than ever, now that she had sucked her sleeping 
mother's pussy. Too, it was obvious that the woman had gone out looking for 
a fucking, which meant that she wouldn't be coming home for awhile and Liz 
could relax with the dogs, not needing to worry about being interrupted. 

Figuring that she had the house to herself and all the time she wanted, Liz 
began to undress. As she stripped in the center of the room, the two dogs 
circled her like wary wolves stalking some juicy prey. 

But, as it turned out, Liz was about to be interrupted-and in a very 
pleasant manner. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

Down the street came pretty Polly with a bellyful of sweet brotherly love, 
along with the handsome brother who had fed her that delectable load. 

They turned up the walk at Liz's house and Polly rang the doorbell while 
Thad stood back, bent slightly over his hard-on and grinning lasciviously. 

Liz frowned when the bell sounded. She was naked now, but hadn't yet started 
to get involved with the dogs. She went to the window and peeked out, 
figuring she wouldn't answer the door unless there was a real good reason. 
But when she saw sexy Polly and her good-looking brother, her sultry face 
lighted up eagerly. Polly was looking all radiant and excited and the huge 
lump in Thad's jeans was promising. 

Liz went to the door and opened it a crack. 

"Wanna fool around?" Polly greeted her. 

"What do you think?" Liz giggled and she threw the door open wide, showing 
them she was naked. "I was just gonna be naughty with doggies-wanna join 
me?" 

Polly stepped in quickly. Thad followed, gaping at the raven-haired girl's 
naked charms. Liz closed the door and turned to face them. 

"I was real naughty, too," Polly whispered. 

Liz lifted her eyebrows. That was interesting. "What did you do?" she asked. 

Instead of replying, Polly moved closer and kissed Liz on the lips. Her 
tongue slide into Liz's mouth and Liz sucked on it automatically and gulped. 

"Holy cow-you have been sucking a cock, Polly! I can taste cum on your 
tongue!" Liz squealed. 

"Yeah and it's my brother's cum!" Polly chirped, blushing delicately but 
obviously thrilled at confessing oral incest to her wicked and lustful 
girlfriend. 

"Oh, wow-this is gonna be fun!" Liz wailed. "C'mon, you can get naked and 
we'll do everything!" 

She led them back to the front room where Warlock and Rex began to bound 
frantically around the room as the aroma of a second steaming pussy inspired 
them. 

Polly eyed the horny brutes in fascination. 

"Can I fuck and suck with both doggies?" she asked, breathlessly. "And-" her 
eyes flashed and her sensual, moist mouth trembled slightly-"and I'll suck 
with you, too, if you wanna, Liz!" she finished. 

"Yeah! Oh, fuck, yes!" Liz wailed. 

"Wow-you girls are dirty!" Thad croaked, approvingly. 

The newcomers got naked and the fun began . . . 

Thad had to wait for a while, but he didn't mind at all-there was plenty to 
see. Polly and 

Liz sat side by side on the couch, beginning the games with some girlie 
play. Turning from the hips, they kissed passionately, swapping saliva and 
tongues. They began feeling each other up, fondling plump tits and pulling 
on taut tit tips. 

Fooling around with a sexy girl was every bit as exciting as Polly had 
imagined it would be and all the more thrilling with her brother watching 
and two very randy dogs eagerly waiting to get involved. 

Liz began rubbing her tits against Polly's, the stiff nipples throbbing 
against each other. Then she dropped her head and started sucking Polly's 
tits lavishly. Her dark hair fell like ink onto pretty Polly's tits and 
Polly's golden tresses tumbled about as she twisted her lovely face from 
side to side, moaning with primitive passion. 

Liz arched back, thrusting her tits out and Polly dove on them in turn. She 
nursed hungrily, switching from nipple to nipple, sucking the perky pink 
tips into her lips and slobbering onto the meaty tit mounds. 

Liz slid a hand up Polly's leg and began to fondle her pussy. Polly 
immediately responded in the same way, pushing her fingers up Liz's creamy 
cunt gash. 

As the girls finger-fucked each other, they alternated, taking turns tit 
sucking and kissing lustfully on the lips as they switched places. They 
ground sinuously together, thrashing and churning, getting hotter by the 
moment. 

The dutiful dogs waited, hunkered down, cocks thrusting up like meaty 
cannons and nostrils flaring as the tantalizing fragrance of pungent pussy 
got hotter and steamier, their cunts turning swampy on the fingerfucking. 

Liz drew back slightly and jerked her groin up. 

"Let's let the dumb mutts lick us, first," she moaned, moving her hand out 
of Polly's crotch. 

"I-I wanna lick you, myself," Polly said, sounding shy and timid yet bold 
and brazen all at the same time. 

"Ummmmm-we can eat each other out, Polly-but it'll be yummier after we're 
both full of doggy cum." 

"And brother spunk, too!" Thad cried. 

But he was willing to leave the lapping to the dogs and the girls. Horny as 
the youth was, he wasn't too keen on the idea of sucking a cunt-ful of doggy 
jism. 

Warlock, more experienced in such matters, squirmed up and thrust his hairy 
muzzle into Liz's gooey groin. He began to slap his heavy red lapper into 
her cunt with gusto. Rex watched this for a moment, learning new tricks. 
Then he wriggled up and began to tongue Polly's pussy. 

The girl's continued to tit suck and French kiss as the dogs, working like a 
well-trained team, slurped and slobbered in their cunts. 

Liz held Polly's face between her hands, tongue-fucking into her mouth. 
Then, lips to lips, she whispered. "You ready for some dog prick, Polly?" 

"Ummmm-ummmm-" Polly whimpered. 

Liz twisted down and grabbed the Alsatian by the collar, yanking him up. His 
haunches tensed and the black brute hopped onto the couch, his front paws on 
either side of Polly's hips and his hindlegs braced on the floor. His 
enormous prick loomed up over Polly's tits. 

Liz sucked the red knob into her mouth. 

Polly watched in awe as her raven-haired girlfriend mouthed the angry, 
smoking hot cock slab, just under her own face and hovering over her tits. 
Liz bobbed up and down on the dog's cock, feeding the hairy cockstalk in. 
Then she pulled her lips off his cockmeat and offered a taste to Polly. 

Polly's tongue flashed out and she lapped at the slimy tip of the 
Alasatian's prick. Then she pushed the oval collar of her mouth down on it. 

"Ooooooh," she sighed, when she found out that dog cockmeat tasted even more 
succulent than her brother's yummy cock, muskier and gamier. The thrill of 
giving head to an animal matched that of oral incest. She sucked ravenously. 

Rex began to hump, fucking into Polly's pretty face just as if her mouth was 
a cunt. His bloated cumbags dragged up over her tits as he jolted his joint 
in. He was feeding almost all of the long cock rod to her, his slippery 
cockhead jamming back into her gullet. 

His hairy cockshaft pulled out, drenched with saliva, then slammed back into 
her facial fuck-hole. Pre-cum was seeping from his piss-hole, all hot and 
gooey and creamy, tasting lots better than doggy spunk did when she licked 
it from her hand. She drank the slime down greedily. 

"Want him to shoot in your mouth?" Liz whispered into Polly's ear, like some 
female devil offering temptation. 

"Um-hum-um-hum-" Polly panted, nodding her head with the dog's prick in her 
mouth so that her face seemed to be swinging on the end of a lever. 

Liz gurgled with joy at the thought of watching the Alsatian cream in her 
girlfriend's mouth. She began to lick Polly's lips as the dog's cock slid in 
and out, then dropped her head and licked his hairy balls. 

She felt those huge cum-sacs balloon on her tongue as the animal whipped his 
prick savagely into the blonde girl's willing mouth. He was ramming his 
meaty cockhead right down Polly's throat now, humping frantically. If the 
dumb brute was confused about being stuck in the wrong end of the girl, it 
didn't lessen his enhtusiasm in the slightest. 

"He's gonna cum-he's gonna blow off!" Liz gasped, flashing her lapper on his 
balls as they swelled so alarmingly with the impending explosion. 

"I want it-I want-umphfffff-" Polly wailed. 

The Alsatian's haunches heaved and his bushy tail lashed like a rudder 
behind him as he fed the hot cockmeat into Polly's head with lightning 
strokes. His hairy cock hissed through her lips and sizzled on her tongue. 

The brute howled like a wolf. 

His cumbags erupted and the thick sap came rushing volcanically up through 
the shaggy cock stalk. A great spurt of dog spunk shot into Polly's eager 
maw, thick as glue. Polly gulped the sweet slime down and the doggy pumped 
more into her, cumming on every driving thrust. He was filling her mouth to 
overflowing and she was drinking the stuff down ravenously, her blonde head 
bobbing up and down as she milked his prickmeat. 

The black beast pounded and pumped, humped and heaved and hammered, draining 
off his load into Polly's hungry belly via her wanton mouth. She seemed to 
be swallowing the stuff by the bucketful, drinking rivers of the succulent 
spunk. 

At last he was emptied. 

He yanked his drained cock out of Polly's mouth. Liz gave the soaking cock 
knob a lick, then clamped her mouth on Polly's and they kissed passionately, 
letting the last mouthful of dog cum run back and forth between their lips. 

Polly slumped back, purring happily, full of jism and joy. 

But now that her mouth was content, the girl's cherry cunt was smoldering. 

And Warlock was ready to deal with that . . . 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

Warlock lifted his huge head out of Liz's loins, his shaggy brow furrowed 
and his tongue hanging out and dripping cunt-juice onto the carpet. He 
tensed, ready to spring up and mount his raven-haired mistress. But Liz was 
more interested in getting her virginal girlfriend fucked than she was in 
enjoying a cuntful herself, at the moment. With the two animals and a very 
horny young man all available, Liz knew that she would be getting all she 
could hold before it was over. 

She slid sideways and shoved Warlock over. The Great Dane shouldered the 
Alsatian aside. Rex hopped down, prick swinging like a fat rubber hose. 
Warlock dropped his snout into Polly's crotch and slurped, whining and 
whimpering as he found that cherry cunt tantalizing. 

"Make him fuck me-make him fuck my cunt!" Polly gurgled, grinding her ass 
and hips on the edge of the couch as the Great Dane wolfed on her pussy. His 
lapper was lovely but the girl was desperate for his huge prick. Her 
fuck-hole felt hollow, a void needing to be stuffed to the core by fat 
animal prick. 

Liz was more than happy to assist. 

She leaned down over Polly's lap and flicked her tongue against the girl's 
clit. Then she slid a hand back along the massive mutt's flank and grasped 
his thick cockshaft. When she tugged, Warlock yelped and bounded up, 
straddling Polly's hips the way the Alsatian had. 

The dog licked at Polly's cummy lips, probably thinking that he, too, was 
going to use her mouth for a cunthole in that mysterious but delightful 
human style. He dove down and lapped at her tits, then at her fluttering 
throat. Polly sucked his tongue into her slimy mouth and French kissed the 
brute as she tilted her pelvis up under his loins. Her slim belly heaved up, 
rubbing against his cock and balls. 

"Put the fucker in me, Liz-" Polly moaned, the words muffled on a mouthful 
of doggy lapper. 

The dark-haired nymphette held the Great Dane's cock by the hairy hilt. 
Turning her wrist and forearm, she levered his slick red cock head down into 
Polly's groin. 

"Oh! Ohhhh! Ooooh!" the blonde virgin gasped, when she felt a smoking hot 
slab of cockhead throbbing and flaring in her fuck-slot and against her 
clit. 

Her lithe hips danced and her trim little ass bounced on the couch as her 
pliable pussy lips began to suck on the dog's slick cockhead. Polly didn't 
know if she was going to lose her virginity or not-if a doggy cock could 
deflower a maiden-but she didn't give a shit, as long as she got her 
steaming pussy stuffed full of cockmeat and creamed full of cum. 

She could feel the hot seepage from the Great Dane's open pisshole running 
like hot paste into her cunt-slot. She jerked down, trying to shove her 
pussy onto his prick. But Liz still held his prick by the roots, not 
allowing the brute to hump yet. She turned her wrist, rubbing the dribbling 
slab of his cockhead around in Polly's cunt gash like a meaty ladle in a 
cream bowl. Cuntjuice streamed out, lathering Polly's loins and soaking into 
the crack of her ass. 

"Shove his cock up me, Liz!" Polly cried. "I need a cuntful of doggy prick 
so fucking bad-" 

Liz, teasing her, moved that fat cock knob around in her pussy-slot for 
another moment. Thad was kneeling close by, his handsome face all twisted by 
fascinated lust as he watched the dog's huge cock stir his kid sister's 
creamy cunt grotto. 

Then Liz pulled on the Great Dane's prick and his naked red cock-knob sank 
into Polly's fuck-slot. 

Liz released the animal's cockstalk, knowing that with his cockhead buried 
the beast would know how to proceed. His hairy prick stalk quivered as it 
bridged the gap between his bloated balls and Polly's pussy. 

Polly was jerking on the end of the dog's cock rod like a fish on a hook. 
Warlock whined and yelped and his heavy hindquarters began to move as the 
doggy slowly worked more of his meaty prick up into her cunt-sleeve. 

The dumb brute seemed slightly confused by the position, not being 
accustomed to fucking face to face, without a set of haunches to which to 
cling. But his prick was sheathed in hot wet cunt and there could be no 
mistake whatsoever about what he should do next. 

Inch by inch he stuffed it up Polly. 

She gasped and gurgled as she felt the hard, hot, hairy cock slide deeper 
and deeper up into her pussy. Her cunt spread wide around the fat cock and 
her inner muscles began to pull and drag and suck. 

With a loud, juicy slurp, the Great Dane pumped the last of his prick in, 
burying his bone to the roots. His cumbags were jammed tightly to Polly's 
up-thrust ass. 

The dog held it all in her for a moment as Polly squirmed and wriggled on 
the penetration. She was whimpering with the joy of having her cunt filled 
to the brim with pounding prick, that huge naked cock-knob flaring in her 
cunt core. 

Then the doggy began to hump in and out of the blonde girl's cunt. He drew 
back until only his naked cock knob was stuck in her cunt-slot, paused, then 
shoved all of the hairy prick back up into her seething fuck-hole. 

His spine twisted up into an S shape, contorting as he drove his cock in. 
His powerful haunches corkscrewed as he sprang off his hindlegs, paws 
scrambling on the carpet. His heavy balls rolled in and out. 

"Yeah-fuck her, boy!" Liz encouraged. 

Liz was holding Thad's cock in one hand and fondling the Alsatian's slowly 
refilling cumbags with the other, but her attention was centered and focused 
on Polly and the Great Dane as they ground together on the couch. 

As the animal's thick spike plugged her cunt-slot full, creamy girl goo 
seeped out from her pussy, drenching her groin. His balls splashed as they 
swung into the swamp. Polly's pussy was so soaking wet now that the Great 
Dane's cockmeat was sinking into her like a drill into a well. no 

She threw her legs around the dog's flanks, hooking her knees and clamping 
her thighs around his heaving haunches, riding him from below. Her pelvis 
was working in counterpoint to the beast's hammering thrusts, jerking down 
to meet his cock and twisting from side to side as he pulled back out. Her 
cuntlips distended, dragging out along his hairy cock rod, clinging to the 
length of his cockstalk. 

Watching her doggy fucking Polly was making Liz hotter than if she had been 
getting fucked herself. She bent down and took a slug on Thad's cockhead, 
then leaned across and mouthed the Alsatian's meaty cock-knob. Then she 
released them and moved up behind the Great Dane. 

Liz began lapping his balls as they swung in and out. She had her nose 
jammed in the dog's asshole as her tongue flicked into his groin. She licked 
upward and stabbed into his tangy shit hole, rimming the dog's ass in her 
sexual frenzy, and her lust to get involved. 

Twisting under the beast, Liz turned her face up and placed her mouth on the 
underside of his prick, so that he was fucking through her lips as he 
plunged into Polly's smoldering pussy. The dog's cock came out slathered 
with cunt-juice and sank back in sodden with saliva. 

Polly's pussy was dissolving on the animal's prick, creaming repeatedly as 
he steadily pumped it up her. Her groin was full of girl goo, looking as if 
someone had spilled a vanilla milkshake into her lap. 

Liz lapped up the juice out of Polly's cunt, mouthing girl and Great Dane 
together, her sensual lips clamped hungrily at the creamy coupling. 

"Jizz her, Warlock-spunk up her cunt!" she cried, yearning to gulp his 
fuckjuice out of Polly's cunt. 

Yelping and panting, the doggy pounded away, hammering his prick up into the 
blonde girl so fast that his tawny haunches were a mere blur. His cumbags 
flew in like blackjacks, so full and heavy she thought they were going to 
bruise her ass. The friction of his bristling cockshaft was so fiery that 
Polly thought smoke must be pouring out of her fuck-hole-that only Liz's 
lubricating saliva on the dog's cock and her cunt-slot was preventing the 
coupling to burst into flames. 

With Liz groveling around in her groin, Polly hiked her ass higher under the 
doggy. Liz licked the seepage out of the crack between her asscheeks as 
Polly bridged her body. The dog's iron-hard cock rod tossed her around as if 
the lithe teenager were being gored by a meaty horn. 

"Cum, you big son of a bitch!" Polly pleaded, clinging to the brute in 
fierce passion. With her cunt creaming she was desperate to feel his 
fuckjuice foam into her, to know the pure joy of her first ever cuntful of 
cum. 

The Great Dane's cockhead was spilling out plenty of preliminary goo. Polly 
could feel the slimy seepage dribbling into her, soaking into her cunt-box. 
It made her frantic for his full load. 

She coiled and uncoiled, spun and surged, her ass and hips dancing a crazed 
dance on the edge of the couch. The Great Dane fed her an underslung stroke 
that tilted her pelvis high into the air, then he hiked his haunches up and 
screwed the cockmeat in from above, fucking her ass down into the cushions 
of the couch as the length of his hairy cockshaft hissed across her vibrant 
clit button. 

Suddenly the powerful beast's hindquarters seemed to explode, muscles 
jumping and sinews jolting. His backbone contorted and he spiked his prick 
in savagely. His cumbags hit Polly on the curve of her ass as they erupted. 

A solid lump of dog cum spurted into her fuck-hole in a frothy torrent. 
Polly yelped with rapture. The dog shot up her again as his haunches 
rebounded, his prick flying backwards on the recoil as the spunk squirted 
out. 

He spurted as he plunged in and shot on the backstroke, a steady load 
flooding Polly's pussy. The Great Dane's abundant load filled her cunthole 
to the brim as his meaty, hairy plunger slammed in, the creamy stuff came 
pumping out from her stuffed cunt-slot. 

Liz gurgled with delight as she tongued up the mixture of doggy slime and 
cunt cum out of Polly's crotch and off the dog's drenched cockstalk. Her 
nimble lapper was flying all over Polly's groin as the doggy plowed into the 
blonde girl, then whipping against his prick as he withdrew. 

Polly pumped her pelvis down, meeting the brute's frantic cum strokes, 
lusting like a bitch in heat, herself. His fuckjuice was so thick that it 
felt as if he were filling her with paste squeezed out of a tube. Great 
coils of the precious spunk lay heavy as lead in her loins. 

Time hung suspended. In her ecstasy, it seemed to Polly that the doggy was 
cumming for hours. Then, at last, the beast began to flag. 

Polly kept on pumping her pussy on his spent prick as she worked off her cum 
spasms. The doggy stopped humping, but the girl kept grinding. 

Polly wondered vaguely if she had lost her virginity on that doggy cock. She 
wasn't sure if dog cock counted. But it was a moot point. 

If she were still cherry, she wouldn't be for long. 

 CHAPTER NINE 

After awhile, the Great Dane dragged his fat fuck-stick out of Polly's cunt, 
inch by inch, his hindquarters slowly twisting on the withdrawal. 

His naked red cock knob stuck in her creamy cunt-slot for a moment, held 
there by the suction of her pussy, glued in her cunt gash by a past of cum 
and girl goo. Then the fat cock slab jerked out. Fuckjuice flooded from her 
emptied cunt. The doggy hopped down from the couch, his prick softened 
slightly and his cumbags hanging down slack. 

Liz grabbed his prick and flipped the creamy head into her mouth, polishing 
it to a luster. 

Then she turned to Polly. Polly was sprawled out on the couch, her thighs 
parted wide, her groin as sodden as some sexual swamp. 

Liz held Polly by her hips and pushed her radiant face close to her cunt. 
She didn't start sucking immediately. She was gazing at that juicy delicacy 
like a kid in a candy store, her cute little nose twitching as she inhaled 
the tantalizing pussy perfume. 

Polly's pussy was like some creamy stew that had been stirred by the dog's 
hairy ladle and juiced to a spicy perfection. The blend of doggy cum and 
cunt cream oozing from her cunt-slot was as thick as honey. 

Liz leaned in and flicked her tongue into the cunt-slot, savoring the 
succulence like a rare bouillabaisse. She licked delicately up each unfurled 
cuntlip, flicked her lapper against Polly's stiff clit bead, dipped down to 
lap up the cum that had dribbled between the cheeks of her ass. 

"Ummmm-yummy," Liz purred. 

"Oh-I'm so full-suck it out of me, Liz!" 

Polly whined, eager for a mouth now that she had had the cockmeat. The 
blonde girl had been naive and innocent and chaste that very morning-now she 
had become insatiable. 

Liz rubbed her nose in Polly's fuck-slot, sniffing, tongue flicking about 
the rim. Then she clamped her parted lips to Polly's cunt-slot and began to 
suck. 

Polly whimpered and jerked, mopping her sodden pussy into the dark-haired 
girl's eager face. 

With her lips mouthing the rim, Liz worked her tongue into Polly's 
fuck-hole, snaking it about, licking up the sticky goo from the intricate 
creases and folds. She was French kissing Polly's cunt like a bearded mouth. 

Polly slid her hands down and opened her cunt-slot even wider, stretching 
the pliable lips out as if she were going to pull her pussy right over Liz's 
face. 

A wash of cunt cream streaked through with lacings of dog spunk poured into 
the cunt-lapper's mouth, floating her lapper and sloshing in her cheeks. Liz 
gurgled and gulped it down and suckled more out. us 

The girl's tongue was not as long and heavy as a dog's, but Liz was more 
than making up for that by her enthusiasm and attention to details. Polly's 
pussy was simmering all over again, getting set to cream Liz's face. 

Polly stared down over the arched plane of her slender belly, watching that 
raven-dark head twist and turn on her groin. Liz had her tongue jammed up 
Polly's fuck-sleeve and her face was rotating around the lapper-axle. 

"Suck, Liz-suck!" Polly moaned, jerking her frenzied cunt convulsively 
against that lovely mouth. 

"Umrammm-oooooh-ahhhhh," Liz murmured, her soft moans muffled on cunt meat 
and bubbling up Polly's pussy. Liz slobbered into the cunt-slot and slurped 
it back out. She had sucked almost all of the Great Dane's goo out by this 
time, but she was feasting on Polly's pussy nectar ravenously. 

"Make me cream, Liz-suck me off and then I'll go down on you!" Polly 
promised. Her mouth was as horny as her cunt, now, her tongue as hot as her 
clit. 

Thad moaned as he knelt beside them, his head averted, watching the 
dark-haired girl's tongue slide up through the coral pink folds of his 
sister's pussy. 

"Fuckin' hell-what about me?" he bleated. 

Watching the girls suck and fuck with dogs and eating each other out was a 
rare treat for the potent youth, but he was really desperate to dip his 
prick now. 

Liz raised her dripping face and smiled. 

"Fuck me like a dog, Thad!" she rasped. 

She was already kneeling in the animal fucking position, her ass hiked up 
and her dark head down in Polly's crotch and, grinning in anticipation, Thad 
positioned herself behind her slowly grinding ass. 

He grasped her by the hipbones and jumped his joins out. In his frantic 
haste he missed the mark and his prick slipped up through the crack of her 
ass. Liz giggled, tempted to get him to ass-fuck her. But she figured that 
her cunthole needed a load more than her ass did. 

She reached back between her thighs and took Thad's throbbing prick in her 
hand, guiding the cock knob back down from her ass crack and placing it in 
her seething cunt-slot. 

Thad dragged back on her hipbones and heaved his haunches out, sinking his 
cock ball-deep into her cunt. A great shudder shook his athletic young 
torso. He grimaced, clenching his teeth, his lips dragged back. The boy 
could hardly believe how great it felt to have every inch of his long, thick 
prick buried in her hot, wet fuck-sleeve. 

He held it all in, savoring the joy of being enveloped to the root in her 
randy cunt-box. Liz squirmed and wriggled on the penetration. Her cunt walls 
clamped around him, molding her pussy tunnel to the outline of his cock. Her 
inner rings began to flutter, closing around his prick, running from the 
hilt to the cockhead in slow sequence, as if she were jacking him off inside 
her cunthole. 

With her fuck-hole nicely full now, Liz dropped her head back onto Polly's 
pussy. She began to suck out that sweet and redolent cunt as she twisted her 
pussy around on Polly's brother's cock. 

Her hungry mouth slurped juicily. 

Her pussy squished as she dragged the clinging cunt-sleeve onto Thad's huge 
prick, milking m on his buried cockmeat. Thad was gasping. Liz's talented 
cunt was sucking on his prick just as if it were a greedy mouth. 

Thad began to pump the prick to her then, humping her like a horny hound. 

Her hips rolled and her ass danced as Liz fucked with him, shoving back to 
meet his welcome thrusts. Her nubile body was being buffeted between Thad's 
prick and Polly's pussy. As Thad shoveled his cockmeat up into the depths of 
her fuck-hole, Liz's tongue shot up Polly's cunt, as if he were stuffing her 
so full that his cockhead was pushing her tongue out at the other end of her 
kneeling body. 

Liz felt his cock fill her to the core. The horny boy was banging in so deep 
that she thought his cockhead might come out of her mouth and run on into 
his sister's cunt, so that he would be fucking Polly through Liz's body. 

"Unghhhhh," she grunted, as he thundered in with a bone-jarring jack, 
driving her face into his sister's groin. Her lips were plastered firmly on 
Polly's pussy, distending, holding the contact by suction, then Thad pulled 
his prick back out of her clinging cunthole. 

Polly's pussy began to melt in Liz's mouth. 

Her own cunt started to cream at the same time, so that it seemed as if the 
cunt cum she was drinking out of Polly's pussy were running straight through 
her body and spilling out again on Thad's fat cock. 

Liz gulped down a gooey mouthful, gurgling-then gasped as her cunt spasmed, 
melting around Thad's prick like a wax candle on a flaming wick. 

Polly, soaring to the peak, reached down and held Liz's head cradled to her 
cunt, jerking up and down and spilling the girl spunk out lavishly. 

"Cummming-cumming, Liz, darling-oh, shit-my cunt is creaming in your fucking 
mouth!" Polly wailed. 

But Liz knew that as her maw filled up and she drank greedily from the 
flowing female cunt fount. 

Then Thad joined them at the crest. 

He slammed in violently, tilting her ass up on his meaty crowbar and his 
cumbags ereupted savagely. His joy juice jetted up his cock rod and rocketed 
into her cunt core so hard it felt as if a ballistic missile had been 
launched from his balls. Globs of cock spume hit her like cannonballs. 

Liz was in seventh heaven as she swallowed cunt cum at one end and felt her 
loins flood with fuckjuice at the other, all the while creaming steadily, 
herself. 

Thad doggy fucked away frantically, pumping Liz brimful of jism. She melted 
again and again as his spurting prick drove up her cunt and as she drank 
from pretty Polly's cunt bowl she was salivating so heavily that she thought 
that her mouth and tongue were creaming, too. 

Thad began to jerk and shake as his cumbags drained off, his vitality ebbing 
out from his pisshole, all of his energy spilling into Liz's greedy cunt 
gash. 

He stopped spiking her and, sobbing and panting, clung over her haunches 
like an exhausted dog. 

Liz kept on pulling her pussy tunnel up and down on his cockstalk, working 
off the dregs of her cumming on the spent cockmeat as, at the other end of 
her lascivious body, she milked the last gooey drops out of Polly. 

Polly stretched out luxuriously, her pussy completely contented now, but 
enjoying the tender, gentle after effects as her raven-haired girlfriend 
continued to lap loving into her creamy cunt-slot. Drool ran into Polly's 
cunt-gash, then Liz sucked it back out. Her saliva swirled about, flavoring 
itself in Polly's pussy, then she gulped it down. Her nimble tongue sank in 
and gathered the dregs. 

Liz stopped humping and knelt between brother and sister, trembling all 
through her ripe little body. Thad grunted and tugged back, pulling his 
prick out of her suction tube of a cunt with a moist slurp. 

He sat back on his heels. His balls were deflated but his potent prick was 
still standing to attention, his youthful potency magnified by the passion 
and the perversion of this complicated cluster-fucking. 

Liz shot her lapper up into Polly's pussy for a last adoring slurp, then 
drew her head back. Her face was drenched with cunt cum and she was smiling 
radiantly. 

Liz gave Polly a meaningful look. 

"My cunt is full of your brother's spunk," she said, with her eyebrows 
lifted. 

Polly grinned and licked her lips. 

Now that her pussy was satiated, Polly's naughty mouth was hungrier than 
ever. Her tongue was tingling as if the moist cockmeat were changed with 
electricity, fluttering and humming like a vibrator. 

And Polly knew just where to sink that hot tongue next . . . 

 CHAPTER TEN 

"Sit on my face, Liz!" Polly squealed, lashing her lapper out in 
anticipation. 

Liz got to her feet on shaky legs. Cum was cascading down from her bushy 
cunt vee, soaking the sleek columns of her thighs as it spilled from her 
cunthole. She moved onto the couch, throwing one knee across and straddling 
Polly's upturned face. She poised over the blonde girl before she squatted 
down, letting Polly enjoy a good long look at the creamy delicacy that she 
was about to be sucking. 

Polly's tongue and lips were working even before her mouth made contact with 
that juicy cunt. With he head tilted up, she looked like a baby bird waiting 
to be fed. 

Liz's pussy was open in a wide oval and Polly could look right up into the 
inner folds, where her brother's joy juice was swirling around the cunt 
tube. The blonde girl was drooling heavily in expectation. She knew how 
delicious that sibling slime was and could just imagine how scrumptious it 
would be when it was served out of Liz's fuck-hole. 

Then, trim ass twisting, Liz slid down and clamped her cunt onto Polly's 
eager mouth. Polly's lapper stabbed up into her pussy tunnel and her lips 
plastered themselves like rubber plungers to the open cunt-slot. 

Polly moaned with joy as she discovered that sucking a spunk-drenched cunt 
was every bit as wonderful as she had hoped it would be. She tongue-fucked 
up the hot cunthole and nursed on the steaming rim. Cunt-lapping was like 
cocksucking, she realized, with the very first lick. 

A girl needed no training or experience to do the job-it just came natural 
to her. Pretty Polly-who might or might not still be a virgin-had turned 
into a confirmed cunt-sucker with the very first slurp. 

Thighs tensing, Polly rode gently around in the saddle of Polly's face, 
mopping her pussy against that willing mouth and questing tongue. Her ass 
rested on Polly's plump tits and her knees clamped around her face. She 
tilted and swayed as she rose and fell, riding Polly's head. 

"Yeah-yeah-drink from my cunt, Polly!" the raven-haired temptress gasped. 
Her tight ass swung back and forth, brushing the blonde girl's tits. 
"Oooooh-suck the slime out of my fucking cunt!" 

Polly gobbled and gulped rapturously, adoring cunt-lapping as much as she 
did cocksuck-ing or fucking with dogs, thrilled by the taste and the texture 
and the pungent fragrance of that spunk-drenched feast. 

She held Liz by the ass, tilting her loins up as if her pussy were a 
brimming goblet to be drained to the dregs, or a delicacy to be tongued up 
like a shellfish from a saucer of cream sauce. 

She lapped at the rim and clit, then stabbed deeply up into the steaming 
cunt-sleeve again. 

Liz jerked her loins out, like a waitress serving her cunt on the hairy tray 
of her pussy mound. Thick sibling slime and aromatic girl goo slid down her 
padded pussy tunnel and poured into Polly's maw. Polly's throat worked as 
she swallowed the delicious nectar down. 

Thad's cock was clanging again, rock-hard and ready, as the boy got turned 
on once more by watching his lovely little sister eat pussy with such 
voracious enthusiasm. The psychology of human nature was such that it made 
her brother hornier to see Polly sucking cunt than it had, a few moments 
before, to watch her girlfriend feed on Polly's pussy. 

Thad knew it was perverted for two teenaged girls to give each other 
head-and that knowledge made it even more thrilling to the lad. 

He sat on the end of the couch, leaning down so he could see Polly's lapper 
shooting up into Liz's fuck-hole and the goo pouring into Polly's mouth was 
she spooned away. His prick felt like a rocket read to fly from his loins. 

Since Polly's cunt was unoccupied at this moment, her brother began to 
finger-fuck her. He bunched four fingers together and slid them steadily in 
and out. Her ass and hips began to buck under the stimulation. Her 
cunt-sleeve pulled and dragged on his fingers, making him wonder what it 
would feel like to have his prick up that sibling pussy. 

He leaned closer to Liz's ass, peering under the half-moon curves of her ass 
cheeks as he watched his sister tongue-fucking out her gash so greedily. As 
Liz swayed and squirmed, grinding her ass onto Polly's tits, the crack of 
her ass opened, exposing the brown bud of her shit hole. 

It was a tantalizing sight. 

Thad began to slurp his tongue up through her tangy ass cleft, then to stab 
it into her asshole. He rimmed into the taut ring and sucked on the puckered 
bud. 

Liz whimpered with pleasure as she found that her shit slot was being 
tongued out along with her cunt. As she worked her groin on Polly's pretty 
face, she shoved her ass back, pushing her brown eye against Thad's mouth. 

"Oooooh-that's lovely!" she purred. 

Thad drew back, staring at her shitter. The tight ring had opened up as he 
tongued it and it was all glistening with his lubricating saliva. 

"Can I ass-fuck you, Liz?" he croaked. 

"Sure you can ass-fuck me, dummy!" she snorted, giving the ass in question a 
little suggestive shake. 

Thad, grinning like a demented demon, moved up and straddled his sister's 
torso. He nudged his prick between her plump tits and gave her a few strokes 
up the slick cleavage. His smoking hot cockhead ran on up under her chin, 
then flipped up and flared in Liz's cunt gash. 

Polly's tongue kept flashing, lapping her brother's cockhead as it throbbed 
in Liz's cunt-slot. Thad hesitated, wondering if he should slip his prick up 
the dark girl's fuck-hole again, from behind, while his sister mouthed 
merrily away in her crotch? But he had already enjoyed a back skuddle in her 
cunt and the thought of buggering her shit chute thrilled him with novelty 
and variety and a sense of adventure. 

Liz yearned for an assful, as well. 

She cupped her hands on the cheeks of her ass and spread them apart 
invitingly. Her asshole was rippling, spreading open in anticipation. 

Thad moved his cock knob around in her cunt gash and on his sister's tongue 
and lips for another minute, then pulled his prick back and shoved it up 
into the cleft of Liz's shapely ass. He hiked up, angling his cockhead into 
her asshole. The fat purple cock wedge flared hugely and Thad wondered if it 
were going to fit up such a snug slot. 

But Liz, knowing full well that it would, wailed, "C'mon-shove it up my 
ass!" 

Holding her ass cheeks spread apart so that Thad could see what he was doing 
and where his cockmeat was venturing, Liz tilted her loins back eagerly. 
Thad pushed, staring down in awe. The wide wedge of his cock knob began to 
inch into her asshole. That tiny brown ring fluttered to accommodate his 
bulk and, as he lunged, his cockhead vanished into her asshole. 

"Yeah-yeah-give me all of it, Thad!" Liz cried. 

She always enjoyed getting her ass stuffed full of cock and having it at the 
same time that a girl's mouth was munching so that her pussy was driving Liz 
crazy. 

Corkscrewing and grinding, Thad began to work his thick cockshaft up into 
her guts, following the trail that his fat cockhead was blazing. 

Where the fuck is it all going? he wondered. 

Her ass didn't seem big enough to take that load, yet it was going in and in 
and in, disappearing inch by inch up into her ass passage. 

Then it was buried to the hilt, his balls hanging down into his sister's 
upturned face. 

Liz wriggled on the impaling spike, feeling his cockhead burning in her 
bowels. His stiff cock-shaft was levering up her guts, making her jerk. 

He held it all in and felt her ass muscles pull and suck as if the girl were 
trying to swallow him from the wrong end of her digestive tract. For an 
instant, Thad frowned, wondering just how deep his prick had gone up her 
alimentary canal-and what effect gastric juices might have on the living 
cockmeat of his buried prick? 

But he shrugged that concern off. 

People had been ass-fucking for ages and it cocks got digested he would 
surely have heard about it. 

He began to bugger her with steady, ass-gorging strokes, bouncing her ass 
around as her pussy braced on the platform of his sister's face. 

Polly wedged her tongue as far up into Liz's fuck-hole as it would go. She 
could feel her brother's hard cock sliding in and out in the other 
fuck-hole, throbbing against her lapper through the slender dividing 
membrane that separated the girl's twin tunnels. As his cum-bags swung into 
Liz's crotch, Polly licked them, then lapped up Liz's fuck-hole again. 

"Ooooooh-shoot up my ass, Thad-suck my cunt off, Polly-Holy fuck! I'm going 
crazy!" Liz smiled. "My pussy is creaming! Shit! My asshole is creaming, 
too!" 

Thad's cumbags rolled over his sister's thrusting tits as he banged up Liz's 
ass, boring into her bowels. Liz was squirming on his prick and on Polly's 
face, trembling with the double stimulation. 

Polly's eager tongue shot up into her fuck-hole and Thad fed the cock 
steadily into her guts and Liz's lascivious loins started to melt on Polly's 
face. 

"Eat me-cum me-drain me-fill me!" Liz babbled, going wild with the double 
desire to spend her own cum cream and to be slimed full of Thad's hot cum 
enema. 

Polly began to sputter and gulp as Liz's steaming cunt spilled lavishly into 
her open mouth and Thad began to grunt as he surged towards the peak in the 
dark girl's haunches. He was hammering her shit chute to jelly, pounding his 
prick in and steadily packing the fudge. 

Hovering just under the crest, Thad threw his head back and cried, "Take it, 
Liz-take my cum up your fucking ass!" His hands jerked back on her hipbones 
and he sank his prick ball-deep into her bowels. 

His balls blew in his sister's upturned face and his jism squirted into 
Liz's belly from behind. Liz wailed with joy as her ass filled with hot ass 
oil and more cunt cum gushed out into Polly's gurgling, gulping maw. 

Thad ground the goo out in bone-jolting thrusts and Liz fed spasm after 
spasm into Polly's greedy mouth from out of the twin tunnel of her cunt. 

The threesome slowly wound down. 

And two very excited dogs looked on in wonderment, marveling in their doggy 
way at the gymnastics that human beings managed to get up to when they 
coupled. Being dogs, they knew all about gangbangs when a bitch in heat was 
available, but they were mystified by a cluster-fuck and the manifold 
options available in a girl's body. 

They were about to be enlightened further . . . 

 CHAPTER ELEVEN 

Liz's horny mother hadn't had to go far to find the prick she was looking 
for. She got it right next door, in fact. Anne had intended to stagger to 
the nearest cocktail lounge and sit at the bar with her legs crossed and her 
skirt drawn up high and wait for some gentleman to notice that she wasn't 
wearing any panties and that her pussy was hot and wet and obviously in need 
of some stuffing. 

But as she started past the neighbor's house, the man called to her from the 
yard. 

"You haven't seen my dog, have you?" Alan asked. 

Anne halted, peering Wearily at him. 

"I can't find Rex," he explained. "Shit. My wife has gone off with the 
fucking plumber and now my damned dog has run away, too. What a bitch!" 

He shook his head in disgust. 

Anne shook her head to clear it somewhat. 

"Your wife left you?" she asked. 

"Naw. She just went off to get fucking plumbed for a few days, the tramp," 
he explained, graciously. 

Anne began to smile. 

"And what are you gonna do for sex while your wife is off getting plugged by 
the roto-rooter man?" she asked. "Seems like you ought get even with the 
slut." 

Alan gave her a speculative look. 

"Wanna help me serve her right?" he asked. 

"What are neighbors for?" Anne said. 

Alan took her into the house and, both horny as hell, they started fucking 
in the hallway, just inside the front door. They screwed with the gusto of 
crazed stoats. He fucked her up the wall, then nailed her to the floor. They 
carried on in the living room, enjoyed a knee trembler in the kitchen and 
finally finished up in the bedroom. 

By Alan's count they had fucked three times. 

Anne had lost count, in her alcoholic haze, but knew that she hadn't quite 
had enough. 

His cock was at half-mast by this time and she knew he would need some time 
to regain his vitality. Figuring that a bit of fresh air and exercise would 
speed the hardening process of his prick, she asked him to walk her home. 
She planned to coax a final fuck out of him in her own house and, besides, 
wasn't sure if she could walk home unassisted, because now her drunken 
wobbling was intensified by the trembling of her legs from all the cumming 
she had done. 

And so it was that Liz's mother and the guy next door came home sooner than 
expected . . . 

Thad plucked his prick out of Liz's ass and flopped down on the couch. His 
ass-stained cock was still standing firm over his loins and his spunk was 
bubbling like an erotic enema out of the girl's asshole. 

Liz wriggled on Polly's face for a few more moments, then shifted aside. 
Kneeling, she turned and pushed her well-fucked ass out towards the blonde 
girl, knowing that Polly would relish another snack of sibling slime out of 
a different and more exotic oven. 

Polly lapped up the crack of Liz's ass, gathering up the seepage, then began 
to rim and ream and suck on her creamy brown ring, savoring the flavor of 
fuckjuice that had been steeped in a fragrant shit hole. 

Polly sucked all the juice out of Liz's ass, then dropped her lovely blonde 
face onto her brother's towering prick and sucked it adoringly. The taste of 
cockmeat that had been soaked in ass-juice was refreshingly tangy. Polly 
polished his prick to a glossy luster. 

And now that her appetite was temporarily sated, pretty Polly's pussy was 
smoldering again. 

But so was her cherry asshole. 

Polly had truly envied Liz that lovely load of cock she had taken up the ass 
and she was eager to try some ass-fucking, herself. She probed a finger up 
her cunt, then nudged it up her brown eye, trying to decide which of her 
twin tracts she wanted plugged next. 

Both dogs were howling and her brother's formidable cock was still as hard 
as a nail. Polly frowned in indecision-then she suddenly smiled with a 
wonderful idea. 

With three hard cocks available at once, why did a girl have to make a 
choice? 

Polly dragged Thad off the couch and onto the floor. He stretched out on his 
back and she squatted over his rampant cock rod, wriggling her ass around 
sinuously. 

"It's incest, Sis!" he croaked. 

"Fucking right it is!" Polly agreed and she shoved her sodden pussy down on 
her brother's prick. Thad tried to start humping up from the floor but Polly 
squatted down on the full penetration, holding it buried. 

Her pliable cuntlips were stuck to the root of his cock rod like a suction 
cup. She arched her slender back, shaking her pert tits saucily. Her meager 
weight was keeping Thad from pumping in and out so far. 

"Help me, Liz!" Polly pleaded. 

Liz, an interested onlooker at the moment, raised her eyebrows in query. 

"I want the dogs, too!" Polly wailed. 

Liz was more than happy to assist, but hadn't yet figured out what sort of 
scene Polly was choreographing. 

"Which doggy do you want-and where?" she asked. 

The two dogs stood side by side, heads cocked, as if they, too were waiting 
for the answer to that question with an invested interest. 

Polly had already sucked off the Alsatian and fucked with the Great Dane-and 
she had learned the value of variety in these mutt meat matters. 

"Put Rex up my ass!" she rasped. 

Thad's sibling cockstalk surged in her fuck-hole when he heard those words 
and Liz gladly sprang to the task. She grabbed the black brute by the balls 
and dragged him over. Presented with Polly's haunches, already hiked up in 
the doggy fucking position, Rex eagerly mounted her, wrapping his front paws 
around her hips and clinging tightly to her ass. 

He started humping doggy fashion. 

But Polly's cunt was already stuffed to the brim on Thad's prick and the 
Alsatian's angry red cockhead rebounded from the blocked cunt-slot. He 
heaved in and out frantically and his cock knob bounced off Thad's balls. 
The dumb brute began to whine in pitiful frustration. 

Liz giggled at the beast's confusion. She grabbed his prick again and guided 
it up the crack of Polly's ass, then fitted the naked cock knob into Polly's 
shit slot. The dog's cock was far too stiff to bend and as she levered it to 
the right angle his black hindquarters heaved up as if raised on the end of 
a crowbar. 

The slick red cock slab flared in Polly's ass ring, not squeezing in yet. 
Liz bent over her ass and let a mouthful of slobber drool over the coupling, 
greasing them up. Then she pulled the dog's cockhead into the tight socket. 

The Alsatian yelped when he felt his sensitive cock knob engulfed by a hot, 
clinging shit chute. The beast might have realized that his cockmeat was in 
the wrong hole, but he had already learned to his delight, that girls had 
more than one fuck-hole-and, anyhow, dogs don't know that buggery is taboo. 

Bracing his powerful flanks, Rex tensed and then slammed his hairy black 
prick up into Polly's ass with a savage lurch. She squealed, swaying back 
and forth, stuffed full of cock rode in both passages. 

Her mouth was still empty-but it was open! 

Liz had gotten the idea by this time and, without being asked, dragged 
Warlock into Position. The massive Great Dane hopped up, mounting Polly's 
head and shoulders just as he would have her haunches-in a sort of bizzare 
reversal of the doggy fucking position with which he was so familiar. 

His prick loomed in her face, the naked red cock knob glowing like a neon 
tube and preliminary fuckjuice sliming from the parted cock cleft. 

Polly sucked the prick into her mouth. 

Now, stuffed full of all three cocks, Polly held herself rigid for a moment, 
savoring the joy of it, feeling like a pin cushion or a punch board. Liz 
knelt close by, her tongue curled out, ready to lick around the rims and to 
lap at the edges of the complex fuck cluster. There was a look of admiration 
and approval in her dark, flashing eyes-as well as a wistful hint of envy. 

Polly was the focal point of the triple coupling, the piece de resistance, 
the carnal cornerstone. Her three unique lovers were gripped fast, unable to 
move until she did. Her brother was clamped under her cunt. Warlock had his 
huge prick halfway down her throat and Rex was jammed to the roots up her 
clinging shit chute. The boy and the dogs panted and trembled and quivered 
as they held steady, waiting. 

Then Polly began to fuck and suck and bugger all three of them in the same 
sinuous movement. 

Liz gleefully clapped her hands the way a pleased audience should do, 
acclaiming the performance. 

Polly pulled her pussy up her brother's prick until only the cock knob was 
in her fuck-slot. Then she dropped down to the hilt again and the motion 
dragged her asshole up to the knob of the Alsatian's cock. At the same time 
her blonde head bobbed, swallowing Great Dane cockmeat. 

Polly was in rapture, beginning to cream instantly. She worked her loins, 
taking a cuntful and then an assful, in quick sequence. She could feel those 
two hard pricks passing inside her crotch like trains in a twin-tracked 
tunnel, increasing the friction as they rubbed against each other through 
the dividing membrane. 

Rex shoved his prick into her guts and she took Warlock's tasty cock into 
her gullet. She felt as if her digestive tract were transfixed on prick-as 
if their cockheads must be meeting somewhere in the middle of her body, like 
the snouts of two dogs greeting each other with a sniff. 

At the same time her brother's towering cock was driving up so deep, she 
thought it might shatter her skull. 

Rhythmically, the ex-virgin-for there could be no doubt of that now-pumped 
away between them as boy and brutes eagerly fed the cockmeat to her from all 
directions. 

She was trying to cry out, yearning for them all to cum in her at once, but 
Warlock's huge cock was gagging her, and choking her words off. 

"Shoot up-ulphhhhh-my ass-cream down-unghhh-my fucking throat-jizz off in 
my-gulp-cunt!" she babbled, her voice bubbling on doggy prick. 

Liz was going wild, not knowing where to put her tingling tongue and torrid 
lips. 

She sucked on a bobbling tit tip for starters, then slid up to lick the 
Great Dane's cumbags when they swung up under Polly's chin. She worked her 
way back along Polly's body, like a glutton at a buffet, filling her plate. 
She dropped her face down to suck and lap in Polly's crotch, then arched up 
and rimmed her asshole as Rex stuffed it full. She moved behind the Alsatian 
and lifted his bushy tail, sticking her tongue up into his shit hole, as if 
emulating the action of his cock in the blonde girl's back passage. 

As Liz stuffed her lapper into the dog's ass, he rammed his prick up into 
Polly's guts, so that it seemed as if it Liz were rimming out Polly's 
shitter through the dog's hairy haunches. Liz had gone suck-crazy, 
tongue-mad, mouth-wild. She swooped around the intricate structure of 
pounding flesh and driving cockmeat, tasting and savoring and relishing at 
the various couplings, gorging on a sexual smorgasbord. 

Polly was steadily creaming, Thad and the two doggies were all set to blow 
together and Liz was hungrily waiting to lap up the results. 

That was when her mother and the neighbor walked in. 

Anne and Alan stood in the doorway, gaping, looking puzzled and mystified. 
The cluster was so complex and confusing that, for a moment, they couldn't 
figure out what was happening. 

Then the incredible truth struck them. 

"My dog!" Alan gasped. 

"My daughter!" Anne wailed. 

And when they joined in, a moment later, they were a welcome addition to the 
scene. 


THE END
