ANIMAL SIN
By Carlotta Graham


Foreword

The realm of sexual expression has remained one of controversy for many centuries,
and undoubtedly will remain so for many more. There is no answer for the individual
considering any particular form of sexual outlet, except that he must be true to himself.
The mature individual who has achieved this sort of self-honesty and completeness will
be little harmed or affected by the illogical or irrational opinions of others.
In this exceptionally well written novel the author has cleverly woven this truth like an
unseen thread throughout the entire work. Had the characters faced up to their unusual
desires instead of trying to repress them, much of the anguish they suffered would
logically have been avoided.
The author does not claim this concept of opinion to be solely his own, nor a
revolutionary thought. To the contrary, it has been expressed by the wisest thinkers
through the ages. "This above all: to thine own self be true," was Shakespeare's way of
saying the same thing; but it comes to us from still an earlier source, and one which not
even the most rigid moralist can contest... "Happy is he that condemneth not himself
for that which he alloweth himself. But he that doubteth is damned if he eat." Those
who deny others sexual pleasures by quoting the Scriptures would be well advised to
consider this quote from Romans.
No doubt this era could be called the age of sexual enlightenment. That this ultimately
will be for the benefit of all mankind is obvious merely by looking at the past and
previous ages of enlightenment. But even a brief glance backwards will also reveal that,
in such times, honored traditions and concepts were re-examined, and many times
discarded. What was considered fact was found to be fancy. In short, the excuse that "it
isn't done" or "it's shameful" will no longer suffice in denying man a specific form of
pleasure.
The author has published many volumes of contemporary fiction with us. We offer no
further comment, except our extreme pleasure in presenting this timely work. We now
suggest that you read it and draw your own conclusions. A work of art, no matter how
contemporary, should speak for itself.
-The Publisher P.O. Box 494 Sausalito, California


Chapter 1

"Hi, Jon," Alice called, hearing the front door slam.
"Hi, honey, sorry I'm late but I stopped down at the corner market and Fred Johnson
got talking about all the burglaries that have been happening in the area lately and I
just couldn't get away."
"Oh, that's okay, we're having a cold dinner tonight anyway... what did Fred have to
say?"
"Apparently there's been a gang of teenaged boys going around and just cleaning out
everything they can carry out of the houses. A widow over on Elm Street was robbed at
gunpoint in broad daylight. It used to be the suburbs were a safe place to be away from
all the big city crimes... now all the creeps have come out here. Have you seen anyone
suspicious in the neighborhood recently?"
"Well, you know now that you mention it over at the park behind the elementary
school, I've seen a lot of teenaged boys after school. One of the women down the street
told me that she doesn't like her toddlers playing in the playground anymore because
there's too many big kids there to hassle them."
"It's really getting heavy around here, I hope you don't open the door to the strangers
during the day."
"So far no one has bothered me here during the day but sometimes I feel a little uneasy
being here on my own."
He sighed, "It's sure getting to be a big problem living anywhere these days. The joys of
modern civilization!"
"Would you like a glass of wine while I finish dinner?" Alice inquired.
"Yes, that would be great, I had a rotten day today... that new salesman we hired is
practically illiterate and going over his sales reports was like trying to decipher
hieroglyphics. It's a good thing he can sell or I'd get rid of him in a second."
Alice went into the kitchen and before picking up the local newspaper Jon watched his
wife disappearing into the kitchen. She was young, only just turned twenty-two. Long
wavy golden blonde hair cascaded down to frame a truly lovely fine-boned face,
highlighted by a pair of huge green-grey long-lashed eyes set like emeralds against her
creamy rose-tinted complexion. She wore a pair of faded jeans which complimented her
lithe, long-legged figure and the faded denim shirt she wore on top did nothing to hide
the lush ripe body underneath.
Jon picked up the local paper and started reading.
"Nothing but more depressing news about robberies," he said disgustedly to Alice as
she came back into the living room carrying two glasses of chilled white wine.
"I know, here," she said, handing him the wine.
"Hey, wait a minute... here's something," he said excitedly.
"What is it, Jon," Alice asked.
"Listen to this... free to good home... fully housebroken... obedient... friendly German
shepherd... wonderful pet... owner leaving country... forced to give up beautiful
animal... call Mrs. Ethel Ownell... PA6-4137... Alice, that's the answer, a watchdog...
and it's free... can you imagine... those dogs cost a couple of hundred at least... I wonder
if it's still available?"
"Oh, Jon, I'd love to have a dog here during the day... call her, right now."
Jon got up and dialed the number given in the newspaper.
"Hello, Mrs. Ownell... my name is Jon Saxon and I'm calling about your ad in the
Centinel... about the German Shepherd."
"No, there's just my wife and I and we do have a very large back yard so the animal
would have lots of room to run... yes, yes... fine let me get a pencil and I'll write down
the address... I can come tomorrow night after work to see the dog... sure... fine... thank
you very much... I'll see you tomorrow night."
"Is it still available?" Alice asked.
"Yes, it sounds like the deal of the century... he's had all his shots... is a good housedog
and she said he especially likes women so he'll make a great pet for you."
"Oh, I can't wait... can I go with you tomorrow to look at him?"
"Of course... I don't want to get an animal that isn't going to fit in with both of us...
we'll go there right after work tomorrow."
Happily, Alice went back to the kitchen to finish preparing the light meal she was
fixing. She shook up the dressing she was going to put on the shrimp salad and took
the French bread out of the oven. She set the table and poured some more chilled wine
for them.
"It's all ready, dear," she called.
"Coming."
They sat down to the light summer meal.
Both were anxious to retain their lean bodies and were therefore watching calories.
Neither of them were in the habit of eating heavy, stodgy evening meals and felt much
better for it. They were both determined not to become comfortable, fat, old married
folks caring about nothing but their next fattening meal. The couple enjoyed an active
social life and wanted to look their best.
"Anything good on television, tonight?" Jon said, getting up to clear the dishes off the
table.
"I don't know... maybe there's a good movie... I'll check."
"It doesn't much matter to me tonight... I'm kind of wasted... let's have another glass of
wine."
He poured two glasses and took them back to the living room and plopped down on
the couch beside his lovely young wife.
Alice got up to turn the television on and suddenly Jon got up too. Reaching out, he
circled the young beauty with his arms and pressed her violently to him. As their lips
met, they melted together into a long passionate tongue searing kiss.
"Oh, Jon," Alice gasped, "want to run through that again." She drew in her breath
sharply as her husband's right hand slipped between her pant clad thighs. For a
moment her legs clamped tightly together, not to protect her virtue, but in involuntary
reaction to the burning power of his touch.
"Oh, Jon, I missed you today," she breathed again, and her body seemed to go limp
against his. Without a word he reached under her shirt and began stroking her back. In
a second he had the front of her shirt unbuttoned and had flung it on the couch.
Reaching down he unzipped the tight jeans and began drawing the trousers downward,
baring his wife's firm tapered thighs and finally getting the denim pants down to her
knees. She obliged him by stepping out of the confines of her pants and the young
beauty was left wearing only her lacy black half-bra and bikini pants with her deep
golden hair hanging around her shoulders in a golden cloud. The brassiere was the next
victim for the pile of clothing rejects.
Once again the young man reached behind his willing wife, unsnapping her brassiere
and then pulling it impatiently forward, down over her arms, letting free the firmly
rounded breasts which quivered a little as the young blonde's body swayed from her
husband's handling. The young man stared hungrily down at the perfect full mounds of
soft creamy flesh, noticing that the cool air in the room was already making the pale
pink nipples harden involuntarily. With a stifled groan, the young husband bent a little
lower and buried his head between the resilient roundness, then began to eagerly slide
his wet lips over the hard berry-like little tips, nipping lightly with his teeth.
"Ooooooohhhhh... Jonny," his wife moaned in helpless pleasure, letting her hands
move up his strong muscular. back to work lovingly into his thick brown hair, pressing
him even more tightly against her sensitively palpitating breasts. Jon then slid slowly
down to his knees on the living room rug, never letting his lips leave his wife's naked
flesh, until finally his neck was bent upward at a sharp angle. Hooking his fingers in
the narrow elastic band that girdled his wife's hips, he pulled down, slowly working her
panties down over her richly flaring hips, pausing a moment as her thighs began to be
bared, to reach up and lightly caress with his fingertips the sparse golden down up
between them.
The young wife had already kicked off her shoes, and in sudden impatience, Jon pulled
down hard on the material in his hands, wanting her to be completely naked
immediately.
Without saying another word the excited young man buried his burning lips into the
smooth flesh just below his wife's navel, causing her stomach muscles to suck in from
the sudden shock of his touch. The young woman swayed for a moment above her
husband, her fingers tangling reflexively in his hair, half in defense, half in delight, as
the young man's hotly working lips slid lower and lower over her belly, finally nibbling
at the tip of her softly curled pussy hair.
"Do you think we should do it in here?" she asked shakily, almost as if she hoped he
wouldn't answer, and he didn't.
He slid his hands around to seize her by the hips, his thumbs digging into her tender
belly. For a long moment the young wife stood in indecision. She knew what her
husband seemed about to do. He was going to lick her down there between the legs!
Never in her young life had anyone ever done that to her, and some part of her mind
warned her that it was wrong, depraved. All her sexual conditioning told her to pull her
husband's head away from her this instant, but at the same time a hot flush of passion
swept over her body, partly fueled perhaps by the wine that simmered in her system,
but she didn't care. She stood still in trembling anticipation as her husband's lewdly
questing lips slid lower into her vaginal hair, reaching at last the top of her anxiously
quivering cuntal slit.
"Shit," he exclaimed suddenly, pulling his mouth away. "I've got to get these fucking
clothes off before I go crazy." Lurching to his feet, the frenzied young man began
tearing desperately at his clothes, leaving his wife standing alone and naked,
disappointment and relief playing games within her head. The anticipatory tingling
high up between her thighs quickly changed to a burning desperate frustration.
To take her mind off what she considered obscene and unnatural thoughts, the naked
young blonde goddess fastened her attention on her husband as he rapidly shed his
clothes, appreciating for the hundredth time his strong chest as it was quickly bared
before her. He was over a full half foot taller than her and she liked the way she was
able to nestle into his arms, and remembered that when they were both naked his penis
dug deliciously into her belly, igniting hungers there so strong that they made her feel
almost embarrassed at her lust.
Jon was fumbling with his trousers now, and finally ripped them down over his legs,
kicking them unceremoniously into a corner, then stood up to face her, wearing only
his shorts. Alice could see that his penis was already hard, pushing the material out
from his loins like a gun barrel ready for action. Finally, looking Alice straight in the
eye, Jon pulled his shorts down, his rigidly erect penis springing free, bouncing
springily in front of her fascinated gaze. The young wife blushed at her own boldness
and looked quickly away.
What's the matter, don't you like him... he likes you..." Jon said with a lewd little laugh.
He started toward her, lust written all over his face but the woman pirouetted
coquettishly just out of his reach, pretending shyness.
"I'm going for a walk," she teased as she ran squealing and laughing down the hall to
the bedroom with Jon in hot pursuit, his huge erect prick swinging as he ran. Alice
expected him to take her in his arms again, but instead the desire-inflamed young man
pushed her backward toward the bed, causing her to lose her balance as the mattress
caught her behind the knees. With a little startled cry, the young blonde tumbled back
on the bed, her legs opening automatically as she tried to regain her balance,
unconsciously baring the narrow pink slit between her legs to her husband's hungry
gaze.
Without a word, he was on her, pulling her legs around so that she lay lengthwise on
the bed. He crawled up between her thighs, then, poised over her for a moment.
Alice felt a little disappointed that he was not going to eat her cunt as he had started
out to do in the living room but she could see by her husband's face that lust had made
him selfish. Looking down at the beautiful blonde woman, spread-eagled obscenely
below him, the young man reached forward with a groan and dug his hands greedily
into her tender body, letting his strong fingers knead her smooth soft belly, then slide
up to squeeze her palpitating breasts. Alice groaned in a combination of both pleasure
and frustration as her husband began to roll her sensitive nipples into pebble-hard little
buds between his thumbs and forefingers, sending a startling thrill of excitement
shuddering through her body. Even though she would like her husband to be more
gentle, to take a little more time with their foreplay, the panting young wife felt her
body responding to the rough stimulation. She looked up with passion-glazed eyes,
beginning to lose herself in his touch, her body beginning to slowly writhe beneath
him.
Then his hands were gone, and Alice looked down to see Jon sitting half back on his
haunches, one hand next to her on the bed for balance, while with the other hand he
seized his massive cock and placed it against her desire-flushed pussy mound, parting
the soft blonde hair with the blood-bloated tip, and working it in between her
throbbing cuntal lips.
"Oh, Jon, it's... it's sooooooo... goooooooood." Raising her head up off the bed, the
impassioned young blonde stared down at the mammoth rod of throbbing purplecolored 
flesh. Oh, how she wanted that marvelous pleasure-giving shaft to stroke her
full of wanton ecstasy, bring her to a peak of final fulfillment.
If only... oh dear God... if only... this time... oh please... with growing apprehension and
predictable disappointment, Alice saw how her husband's mighty prick was already
swollen almost to the bursting point... how the whole length of it throbbed and jerked
as if it had a life of its own, as if he were already about to spurt his goodies.
"Take your time... please... take your time... make it last... oh make it last for me," the
anguished young woman begged.
But the selfish young man was past all hearing as he stared down at the tender flesh
beneath, seeing his cock-head already slipping into the needfully dilating vaginal
opening that would soon house his aching member. With an animal-like grunt, the
young man let his full weight fall forward, pressing deep into the softly clinging passage
below, letting his hips drive his throbbing penis slowly and relentlessly up into the
desire-heated depths between his wife's legs.
"Jesuuuus Kerist..." he muttered, feeling as if his cock were going to explode
immediately, knowing how much he wanted the sweet agony of shooting his hot sperm
up into Alice's trembling little belly. And Alice too felt the pulsating member slide up
into her more than willing cunt, hurting for a moment and then seeming to fill her
with a welcome burst of excitement.
"Unnnnnngggggghhhhhhhh... ooohh," she moaned, her quivering thighs falling open
wider to welcome the wonderful intrusion. Perhaps the wine she had had with dinner
had released some of the young wife's usual inhibitions but the delighted young woman
realized she had almost cum with that first hard contact with her clitoris.
... Maybe tonight... maybe... just maybe... "Make love to me, Jon... do it to me... hard...
oh, do it to me!"
The powerful young man hovering above her drew his cock part way out of her
hungering cuntal depths, ready to thrust it deep once again to bring the pleasure and
relief she so desperately needed. Then his body froze and a look of agony came over his
face. "I... I'm going to cum... I can't hold back... I'm going to shoot it..." To her horror,
the excited young wife felt her husband's burgeoning cock already trembling in her,
beginning to spasm, too soon, too soon!
"Jon," she gasped, "try and hold it... just a little while... just a while longer... try..." she
begged, but it was no use.
With a choked grunt, the young man fell forward, once again ramming his heavy
weapon far up into Alice's receptive cunt just as his white-hot sperm began to spout
from the incredibly swollen head.
"Shit... I'm cuuuuuummmmiiinnnggg," he bellowed as his back arched, holding his
prematurely ejaculating member buried deep up inside his wife's body.
"No... no... not again... oh my God..." Alice wailed in despair, her hips thrashing as if
sheSṠwere trying to work her husband's rigid prick in and out of her pussy all by herself,
knowing that in just another few seconds she would have had the orgasm she so
violently needed, the orgasm that had been denied her for so long. Churning and
panting, the desperate young blonde wife tried to make it come true, but it was useless.
With a final groan, her husband collapsed heavily over her body, pinning her
motionless with his dead weight. Already she could feel his deflated flaccid cock
shrinking into uselessness up inside her desperately clutching cunt. Her body too, gave
one last frantic shudder, but then surrendered in despair and anger, lying in simmering
frustrated need on the bed. The two, husband and wife, lay that way for several
moments.
"I... I'm sorry," Jon panted, finally raising his head, but unable to look his deprived wife
straight in the eye.
"Sorry," she began bitterly. "Big fucking deal... you're sorry... and I'm desperate!" She
turned her body away from him angrily. He rolled away too and in a few brief
moments she heard the sound of his snores. This enraged the beautiful frustrated
woman even further. Finally, she crawled under the covers and closed her eyes to try
and sleep, but she was too sorely disappointed and outraged at the now too familiar
turn of events to sleep. The more she tried to calm down, the more the nagging,
demanding hunger between her legs made itself felt.
Anxiously, the young wife shifted her legs, pressing her thighs together as if trying to
smother the fire that continued to smoulder up between them, threatening to burst into
flame at any second. But the added pressure only forced her sensitive vaginal lips
against one another and actually increased her frustration. Half-stifling a moan of
desire, the young woman felt one hand sliding down over her naked belly underneath
the sheets as if it had a life of its own. She knew what she was going to do and feeling
that she had no choice, she didn't try to stop her hand.
Inch by inch her trembling hand descended, until it was resting nervously on her soft
curled pubic mound. The confused blonde knew this was wrong and tried to will herself
to stop, but her body was crying out for release, and bit by bit, the only thing left 
in her fevered mind was the reality of those ready fingers poised so near to her aching 
need.
Without the realization that she had moved, the raggedly breathing sexually thwarted
young blonde suddenly felt her fingers press hard against her fevered cuntal flesh, all
her fingers at once massaging in a slow soothing movement, touching herself first here,
then there, almost crying aloud as a hot bolt of sheer bliss radiated up from her grateful
cunt.
Starting to strike up a rhythm, the young blonde slowly worked her forefinger into the
hot wet slit, moving it upward with agonizing slowness, stroking the sensitive inner
surfaces until finally it poised right over her expectantly throbbing little clitoris, then
pressed down hard on the tiny sensation bud. Alice's entire body jerked as if someone
had run a heavy charge of electricity through it, her back arching and mouth and eyes
opening wide. For a moment the young beauty held frozen in this position as if she had
been turned to ice, but then she slowly settled back down on the mattress as the first
incredible spasm passed. Her buttocks began to slowly revolve as she circled her middle
finger lightly over her clitoris, teasing herself working up to what would follow. From
time to time the maddening finger slid lower along the wet slippery slit, dipping
experimentally just up inside her steaming pussy opening, wetting itself with the fresh
secretions of her passion that bubbled there, then back up to stroke her painfully
swollen clitoris. Thus Alice worked herself up to an unbearable passion with her
torturing finger. With a groan she opened her sleek white thighs wide and jammed her
middle finger far up into her hungry cunt, sighing with relief as she felt herself partially
filled.
But compared to the great rod of flesh that had so deliciously stretched her cunt such a
short time ago, it was not enough. The panting young wife knew that her one finger
was ridiculously inadequate. Desperately she inserted another finger, worming them
around in a wild pattern as far up into her burning vaginal depths as she could reach,
then beginning to slide them rhythmically in and out, her hips rising to meet them in
an obscene motion as old as time. On and upward she thrust, her head beginning to
twist and turn on the pillow as her passion mounted, her eyes half-closed, staring out
unseeingly beneath her long silky lashes.
At one point Jon groaned and rolled over in his sleep and the startled young woman
froze, certain that she would be caught in the desperate act of self-fulfillment, but in a
few seconds her husband was once again loudly snoring, deeply anesthetized by his
own satiated fulfillment.
Feeling her cunt flowering open in greedy desire, the emboldened young blond put in a
third finger, then fucked them lewdly into her shuddering loins for a seeming eternity.
In and out the rigid fingers flashed, wet and gleaming from her heated vaginal
secretions.
Finally... finally and gratefully, the lewdly twisting young blonde felt it coming, her
desperately needed orgasm. It grew far up inside her heaving belly like a roaring tidal
wave, bigger and bigger until she knew it would engulf her in exquisite sweet release
any moment. But the straining young woman was unprepared for the white-hot bolt of
energy that shot up from her contracting womb to expand her already swollen breasts,
then back down again to ricochet wildly over her spasming loins. She had to stuff her
free hand in her mouth to keep from screaming out her ecstasy while her hips jerked
up hard against her pounding fingers, once, twice, three times, and then incredibly...
four times... her stomach muscles sucking in convulsively. The climaxing young woman
was dimly aware of a warm slippery flood gushing out over her hand as her climaxing
womb released its long stored up passion. Then, with one last shudder, it was over, and
Alice's lovely body collapsed back limply into the mattress, her fingers slipping wetly
from her still vibrating cunt. Right then the satisfied young wife wouldn't have cared if
her insensitive husband woke up to stare at her in disbelief as she lay gasping in
pleasure, her face radiant with fulfillment, her taut, wide-set breasts rising and falling
quickly with her labored breathing.
She waited for the guilt feelings to settle upon her. Once again, she had been unable to
stop herself, the young woman thought. She was top angry though for any feelings of
remorse to ruin her satisfaction.
What am I going to do, she thought? I didn't get married to have to masturbate myself
to orgasm every night. There seemed to be no answer, Alice thought in growing
despair. She was on a treadmill, a motorized treadmill, and somebody somewhere was
speeding it up. She felt like a hamster.
The young woman knew in her rational fashion that masturbating was perfectly healthy
for a normal young woman but at the same time, she was hard put to struggle against
her childhood conditioning.
Alice's parents had not been religious fanatics or anything. Just modest, God-fearing
people, trying to raise their daughter to be a "good Christian." They were strict and
tried to enforce the golden rule in the home. The area in which they had been most
strict was in regard to sex, or rather the lack of it. Alice always had the impression from
things her mother said that she hated sex and only submitted under duress to do her
wifely duty. Her parents forbade Alice to date until her senior year in high school, and
then only until nine-thirty in the evening.
At the same time, her parent's deeply ingrained prudery made it impossible for them to
tell her anything at all about the facts of life. The word "sex" was only mentioned in
hushed tones as if it were somehow obscene and only to be used as an example of what
not to do. In her school district her parents had campaigned against sex education in
the classroom so as a result, their daughter grew up totally ignorant of her own body.
Several times some enterprising boys that Alice dated managed to start fumbling and
groping before she had to be in at the ridiculously early hour. They made attempts to
fondle her budding young breasts or to slide feverish inexperienced hands up her dress.
It was less a knowledge of what the boys were trying to do than an automatic revulsion
to their strained panting and lust-filled ridiculous boyish expressions that caused the
young teenager to fend them off.
Her life began to take on a more realistic approach when she enrolled in college. There
was no college near her home town so she was sent off to a large state university and
admonished before she left to watch out for boys who were just after one thing. By this
time she was in the full bloom of her ravishing maidenhood. She became something of
a prize to the horny young studs on campus. They all pursued her with a passion and
the first year was something of a distressing revelation to the inexperienced young
student. Were all men such animals?
After she somehow got through freshman year with her virtue intact, feelings began to
change for the beautiful young woman. In junior high school, one of Alice's young
girlfriends had told her about how big men's things were and how they shoved them up
your hole and how much they hurt. The young friend had embellished the details to
make them as horrifying as possible as youngsters are wont to do to maximize the
shock value and Alice had always remembered the horrifying description. But now, for
the first time, the radiant blonde found herself occasionally thinking that having
something in her vagina might not be such a bad idea after all. Strange tingling
yearnings inside her heretofore ignored cunt were beginning to increase in their
frequency and intensity. The feelings demanded some kind of attention.
Perhaps the confused young blonde might have fallen victim to one of the smart-talking
horny young bucks around campus if she hadn't had another thought in her mind. If
she had retained any of her parents moral ideas it was the one that said a woman must
save her virginity for marriage. Time and time again Alice saved herself by desperately
clinging to the idea that she must have this precious cherry of hers to offer the man she
would eventually take as her husband.
Locked in the arms of some strong young student, panting with desire as the young
man expertly slid his knowing fingers over her trembling young body, Alice would pull
away at the very last second, horrified by the knowledge that each encounter brought
her a little nearer to the edge of ultimate physical surrender. Around campus, Alice's
beautiful face and body became legendary but the word went out. You better just look
buddy, and be content with that. Alice didn't put out!
If any of these men had taken the initiative with her and used some psychological
warfare on the vulnerable young woman they might have gotten somewhere. But most
of them were impatient and did not realize that this supposedly ice cold blonde was in
reality a raging inferno of lust. Her body craved to be touched and fondled and at night
in her single bed she dreamed of the moment when one of the big pricks that had only
been felt outside her clothing would fill her yearning pit fully.
And then she met Jon. Jon Saxon was almost ten years older than Alice. He was at that
time a math tutor. He was tall and good-looking, and smoother and more experienced
than the other males on campus and therefore had his share of young women. Once
look at Alice was enough to convince Jon that she was what he wanted. At first Alice
thought he was too old for her and her inexperience was a little embarrassing to her but
Jon was gentle and kind and soon she could plainly see that he was no ordinary
fumbling college boy. Here was a man.
The couple knew within a few weeks of their first meeting that they were destined to
spend their lives together, a state of affairs that removed Alice's last natural
psychological protection against the temptations of lust.
One hot summer night Alice and the young math tutor were lying on the beach not far
from the campus protected from prying eyes by a natural screen of rock. Jon had
removed Alice's brassiere, not for the first time. However, in the past, this was about as
far as it ever went. Jon delighting his future wife by nibbling and sucking at the ripely
rounded mounds that she timidly exposed to him. Maybe it was the hot summer night,
maybe it was just about time, but the whole thing got completely out of hand. A couple
of times before, Jon had gone so far as to slip a finger inside the elastic leg band of
Alice's panties, once even working it part way up inside her incredibly tight little
virginal opening. The first time Alice had ever felt this happen had almost stunned her
by the intensity of the feelings awakened in her long-denied body, but at the same time,
she became frightened and made her anxious young boyfriend stop.
This time the excited, if slightly apprehensive, young virgin did not stop the intruding
finger, but instead, writhed and moaned on the blanket on the beach as Jon wormed his
middle finger higher and higher up inside her tight cuntal depths, relaxing, stretching
wide the reluctant entrance. By the time Jon was working her panties down over her
feet, the wildly aroused young student was past knowing what was happening, and
didn't notice Jon pulling down his pants to release his already erect cock-shaft. Then,
suddenly, there was a sensation of weight, and the delicious stroking of her eager young
cunt changed into incredible discomfort.
Suddenly, looking up the terrified virgin saw Jon's manly form hovering over her, his
hips pressed tightly into her own agonized loins. Some last bit of control kept the
young woman from screaming out into the night as Jon's mighty rod of lust-driving
male flesh tore through her fragile maidenhead searing her loins. The experience was
short. The excited Jon was cumming after several long hard stabs up into the virgin
depths engulfing her freshly violated cunt with the first hot flood of sperm she had ever
known.
Alice was at first overcome by shame for what she had done, or rather, what she had let
happen to her. Vowing to never again become involved in such an obscene activity, the
young coed was chagrined to discover herself, just a couple of weeks later, once again
spread-eagled below a panting and thrusting Jon. Whether she liked it or not Alice had
been launched on her sexual life as a mature woman. But still the young woman held
on to her antiquated beliefs, convincing herself that this was different, even if somehow
sinful.
She rationalized that Jon was the man she was going to marry, and being influenced by
some of her more daring and uninhibited roommates, the eager young blonde said to
herself that a simple piece of paper such as a marriage certificate could never make her
love for her man any righter than it was just now. But that's as far as it went. Never
would the young coed have even let the thought enter her mind of sleeping with
another man.
Presently another problem was manufactured for the lovely young student. She was
starting to like it! The second time she made love it no longer hurt, but, to her
amazement, even felt kind of good. For the next two or three weeks, Alice dutifully let
Jon make love to her, gaining warm satisfaction out of the obvious pleasure her
boyfriend got from the act, and a few pleasurable sensations for herself. But then one
day after Jon had coaxed her into straddling his loins while he lay on his back, so that
Alice had to slide up and down on her lover's impaling cock, the young woman had
suddenly been stunned by an incredible sensation that burst unexpectedly in her cock
filled cunt. Her eyes opening wide in shock, the beautiful young blonde had let out a
little squeal and jumped off Jon's body, his huge gleaming shaft slipping out of her cunt
and rearing up like a ropey white cobra.
"Alice... what the?" Jon exclaimed. "What's going on?"
"I don't know... I felt really funny for a second... like flashbulbs were going off or
something..." Alice said in confusion. "Something really weird just happened to me."
To her further confusion, Jon started laughing.
"That was an orgasm, baby," he chuckled.
"Really?" Alice responded. A pleased little smile came over her face and she lay down
with a sigh next to her future husband.
"Hey... hold on... didn't I hire you for the whole afternoon?" Jon said teasingly.
"You've had your orgasm, but I haven't had mine... now get back up there on my cock
and don't stop until you milk it dry."
Alice blushed at his lewd words and at the sight of his huge member so nakedly
awaiting her, but did as he asked, being rewarded with her own second orgasm just as
Jon began pumping his hot semen up into her ever more receptive womb, in those days
Jon had been a strong and untiring lover, bringing Alice to orgasm time after time.
But for some reason this state of affairs all changed after their marriage. For reasons
that neither of the young couple could put their finger on, Jon became a trigger cock,
too hasty. He seemed to be genuinely unable to hold back his orgasm until his new wife
had hers. In the year since they had been married, Alice had had just two or three
climaxes, just enough to tease her, remind her what she was missing, but not enough to
still the raging need that grew day after day up inside her cum-starved depths. All these
horrible thoughts and more passed through the young wife's mind as she lay in
hopeless despair in the bed. She didn't know how much longer she could fight the
powerful desires that coursed through her sensual young body, and, at the same time,
she hated herself for being the victim of these desires.
She still loved her husband as they got along in all ways but this one most important
area. Lately, faint thoughts of leaving Jon and at least escaping the terrible torture of
sleeping next to his powerful body unfulfilled, had come to haunt her. In despair, she
put the thought from her mind, but it kept coming back on its own, warning her that
something would have to be done soon, or she would go completely crazy.
Finally, sleep released the young woman from her mental torture, and she lay stretched
out beside her husband, once again an unsatisfied wife.


Chapter 2

Alice Saxon lay in bed waiting until her husband had left for work. When she heard the
garage door slam, she dejectedly clambered out of the big double bed and went down to
the kitchen to fix a cup of coffee. Memories of the previous night's unsatisfying sexual
experience flooded over her once again. She was cross and irritable as she sat down at
the table to wait for the coffee to percolate. She glanced over the headlines in the
morning newspaper. The stories almost exactly duplicated those of the previous night...
more robberies and a mugging on a street only three blocks away from the Saxon's own
home.
Then she remembered their appointment that evening after Jon returned from work to
go and see the dog. I've come to a fine state of affairs when the biggest event in my life
is getting a dog, she thought self-pityingly. Well, she thought, at least it will be some
company around her for me and hopefully some protection against these burglars
around here. I wish something a little more exciting would happen. I really 'feel like I'm
going to go completely bananas sitting in this house day after day with no one to talk to
and nothing to look forward to. Maybe I should look for a job. She picked up the
newspaper again and turned to the want ads section at the back. Sadly, the want ads
column in their small community featured only two job offers, one for a refrigeration
mechanic and the other for a nurse/companion which was a live-in position. Feeling
even more dragged down by the deflation of her slight hope in doing something to get
herself out of the house, she hardly heard the sound of the mail being dropped through
the slot in the door.
Finally the coffee was ready and Alice got up from the table and poured herself a cup of
the steamy liquid. She restlessly picked up the cup and started to take it into the living
room. As she passed the hall she saw the mail lying on the hall floor. She bent over to
pick it up and saw that two of the letters were window envelopes and therefore bills but
one of the pieces of mail bore a California postmark. There was no name on the
envelope just a return street address in Los Angeles that she didn't recognize. As the
letter was addressed to her she quickly tore it open wondering who it was from.
She took the mail in and threw it on the coffee table settling down on the couch to read
the letter. She quickly scanned the one page letter and found that it was from her
college roommate, Sally Martin. Apparently Sally had just got a divorce and was coming
east and thought she would stop by for a couple of days to visit her old friend. She was
to arrive on Wednesday and she had a rental car so there would be no need to pick her
up.
Alice smiled happily at the unexpected news the letter brought. She was very fond of
the unpredictable Sally. Somehow the news of her divorce didn't surprise Alice very
much. As she remembered, she had married a man much older and very rich. Alice had
never met him as Sally had married him in Bermuda when she was there on a short
vacation. Alice laughed to herself about the part that said, don't worry about picking
my up because I have a rental car. It was just like Sally. She gave the impression of not
being able to take care of herself but in fact she was a highly organized and capable
individual. She was independent to the point of being fanatical about it. Alice wondered
if her independence wasn't what sparked the divorce. She certainly couldn't imagine her
spirited beautiful friend being satisfied with one man and especially not an old codger
no matter how rich he was.
I better get the guest room ready, she said to herself, pleased that she had a household
task that she would enjoy doing for her friend. She went upstairs and changed into her
jeans and a blouse. In a different, happier frame of mind she whistled around the guest
room, changing the sheets and dusting the furniture.

* * *

Jon Saxon eased his car into the parking lot of the Lixington Calculator Company
where he was employed. After he and Alice had decided to marry, he wished to do
something more lucrative than math tutoring so when the job at the calculator firm had
come up, Jon applied and was accepted. At first he was in sort of an advisory capacity
for the setting up of new programs but presently his superiors noting his drive and
efficiency made him the head of the sales department. He did not actually do any direct
selling but rather acted in the capacity of an overseer and guiding force for the
department. Sometimes Jon felt like little more than a glorified clerk, doing all the
various verification and follow up work for the sales personnel.
He walked into his office and sat down at his large desk. Wearily, he looked at the
never-ending mountain of paperwork awaiting his immediate attention. Unable to cope
with the demands immediately, he went over to the coffee machine and poured himself
an extra strong cup of coffee and took it back to his cluttered desk. He sat down and his
mind drifted off to the previous night.
He couldn't fathom the problem. What in the name of Christ was the matter with him,
he thought bitterly. In all the time that he and Alice had been going together, they had
no problems making love, and now, all of a sudden, this. Like most men, Jon hated to
put the blame for sexual inadequacy on himself, and had been looking for some time
for a way to lay at least most of it on his wife, and little by little, he was beginning to be
successful, at least in his own twisted mind. It was her fault that he couldn't hold back,
somehow, he tried to reassure himself.
No matter how much Jon tried to misdirect the blame for his inadequacy he knew in
his heart of hearts that he and he alone was to blame. His wife was a passionately
responsive young woman and he wasn't satisfying her. The was the truth but somehow
it was almost too painful for him to contemplate. He knew that he should seek some
help or advice possibly professional in this area but in a way, to Jon, it would have been
like admitting that he was less than a man. He continued to believe that the problem
would someway rectify itself.
The day passed rather uneventfully for the young sales manager, He was finally able to
get down to his many reports and worked doggedly right through his lunch hour.
Before the young man realized it was time to go home. He tidied his desk and put on
his jacket and walked out to his car.
Oh, I almost forgot, he said to himself. Tonight is the night I go and see that dog.
Maybe that will cheer her up a bit, he thought. Seems a little strange that someone
would be giving up an expensive pet like that but then, I'm not going to complain if
they choose us to have the dog.
Jon had always been fond of animals as a boy and now that they had a house it was the
perfect time to acquire one. He knew Alice liked the animals as well as she had always
reacted favorably to their friends' pets.
Pulling into the driveway, he could see Alice sitting on the couch in the living room.
She rose and opened the front door as he got out of the car.
"Are you ready to go over and see the dog?" Jon asked.
"Yes, but there's some other news, first," she said excitedly.
"Oh, what's that?" he inquired.
"You remember Sally Martin... she's Sally von Bucher now or maybe she's gone back to
Martin," she said rattling on and wrinkling up her forehead, "anyway she's coming here
to see us for a few days. She'll be here day after tomorrow. She's just got a divorce and
was visiting some people in the east and thought she'd stop by and see us. Isn't it
wonderful?"
"Yes, that's great... I always did like Sally... great sense of humor..." And what a
fantastic body, he thought. I'd love to make it with that hot little cunt. I wonder if she
still looks the same... like some exotic gypsy that would just as soon tear you apart in
bed as look at you. Staying with us for a few days, hmmmmmmm... he thought.
"Okay now let's go over and see this beast that's to be my new protector," Alice chirped
climbing into the front seat of the car.
Jon was very grateful for this sudden turn of events. With Sally coming, Alice had really
cheered up and this diverted her train of thought from their unsatisfactory sex life
although he was not so naive as he knew that it was still near the surface. He felt like
he'd been giving a reprieve. If everything worked out all right with the dog then that
would occupy her tomorrow and then the day after that her friend would be here.
Things were definitely starting to look up.
"Did you bring the address, Alice?"
"Yes, it's 186 Park Crescent... I think you should turn to the left at the next corner."
"Here we are," Jon said, "now don't be disappointed if he's not what we want. Now that
we've decided to get a dog we can always look around for another pet."
As they approached the stairway of the modern duplex the young couple heard barking
which grew more and more excited as the Saxon's neared the front door. For a second,
Jon became a little concerned about the noise. He hoped for Alice's sake that the dog
wasn't vicious. Maybe the animal was bad-tempered that was why these people were
trying to get rid of him? But his fears were without foundation. He knocked on the
door and as soon as the door opened, a huge, beautifully marked German shepherd
came bounding out and began licking Jon's hand ecstatically, joyously wagging his
bushy tail and making throaty little pleasure-filled animal whines.
"Good evening, I called you last night about the dog. My name is Jon Saxon and this is
my wife Alice."
"Yes, come in, I'm Ethel Ownell... please excuse the boxes and everything but we are in
the process of moving and we're having all out things shipped. This is my husband,
Roger. And this is King."
Alice thought she noticed a trace of wistfulness in the way she introduced the animal.
Like she really didn't want to give it up. She noticed the man standing in the
background glowering at the dog and there was something a little strange in his manner
with the animal especially as the woman seemed to really adore the big shepherd.
Just then, the dog saw Alice and froze for a second, not hostilely, quite the contrary in
fact, but as if he had just seen some new sight that totally captivated his interest. And
then, with a graceful proud stride, the large animal pranced over to her and began
inquisitively sniffing her clothes until he seemed satisfied and reached up and licked the
newcomer's hand and then thrust his huge head upwards butting right into the vee
between Alice's thighs.
"Stop it, King," the man called Roger suddenly roared.
"Oh Roger, he just wants you to pet him," Mrs. Ownell said. Jon reached down and
scratched the dog behind the ears, and immediately the German shepherd sat back on
his haunches with a half-silly look of intense pleasure coming over his face that made
both Jon and Alice burst into spontaneous laughter.
"He certainly is friendly enough." Jon said to Roger.
"Yeah, that's for sure," Roger said his eyes narrowing. His wife turned to him and shot
him a quick look which neither of the Saxons caught.
Obviously the Saxons were becoming completely captivated by the big animal, who was
giving little sighs of pleasures, eyes half closed, as Jon continued to stroke his ears.
"Why don't you sit down and have a drink," Ethel said. The young couple followed
them into the modern duplex, making their way carefully around the obstacle course of
piled up boxes and crates that littered the living room. As soon as Jon stopped rubbing
the animal, the big dog looked up in comic regret, then got up and tagged along after
them, his massive beautiful head just inches from Jon's leg. The young sales manager
experienced a feeling of pleasure, having successfully made friends with this powerful
handsome creature. Alice, seemed to be enchanted with the dog as well. It definitely
seemed to the young wife that the man called, Roger, did not like his own pet and she
couldn't understand this at all. King seemed like a wonderful, gentle pet and from the
way he had barked as they approached the front of the house, he was probably a very
capable watchdog as well!
Ethel went to the refrigerator and brought out a bottle of wine and then went into the
cupboard and got out four glasses pouring some of the red liquid into each glass.
"We've seen several people for the dog," Ethel said, "but King seems to like you best.
He's really a wonderful pet and we want, to make sure he goes to a good home. I just
couldn't bring myself to sell him but I did want to make absolutely certain that he does
get a good home. He seems to like you, Mrs. Saxon!" the woman said, looking at Alice
directly in the eye which for some strange reason, made the young blonde feel a little
uneasy and for no reason at all, she blushed, suddenly.
Roger came over and picked up his wine glass and appeared to take little interest in the
proceedings. They all had the general impression that Roger just wanted that dog to get
the hell out of there and soon but no one could figure out why.
Maybe he just doesn't like dogs, Jon thought. Does seem a little odd, though, beautiful
specimen like that.
King had moved back over to his mistress again and suddenly Roger stood up and said,
"I don't wish to be rude but we do have a lot of packing to do tonight so if you want to
take the dog..."
Jon and Alice looked at each other. She nodded happily and he instantly replied, "We
would be very happy to take him are you sure we don't have to pay anything for him?"
"Absolutely certain," he said reaching down and picking up a brown bag. "There's all
the information about his shots, a leash and some other stuff in here. You're welcome
to it all."
"Thank you, very much. We'll see that he is in a good home. You don't have to worry
at all." Jon said.
"Yes, thank you, again," Alice said standing up and noticing for the first time that Ethel
Ownell had tears in her eyes.
"Come on King," Ethel said hoarsely leading the way out of the living room.
"Is he okay in the car?" Jon asked.
"Loves to ride in cars," Ethel answered. And sure enough, when the three of them
arrived next to Jon's car, Ethel opened the back door and King jumped in to perch on
the back seat, his head nearly scraping the roof. Jon and Alice slid in and Jon started up
the car.
"Best of luck... goodbye King," Ethel said, obviously moved by the moment.
"Best of luck to you in your moving," Alice called back.
When King saw that Ethel wasn't coming with them, he turned around on the back
seat to look out the window as his former mistress faded away into the distance and
whined excitedly.
"Come on King, don't make me feel like a kidnapper," Jon said nervously. King soon
stopped whining, but, all the way back to the Saxons the big dog lay on the back seat,
his head half hidden between his paws, looking like a frightened immigrant.
Alice got out of the car and went into the house and Jon pulled the car into the garage.
He opened the back door for King and went into the house.
Suddenly, King seemed to forget about his old mistress as he saw Alice in the living
room, just removing her coat. The sudden transformation in the animal was incredible.
From sheer defection, his doggy mood changed to one of sheer joy. The animal
bounded up to Alice and placing his paws up her shoulders, kissed her face with his
long pink tongue.
"Oh, Jon, he really seems to like me."
Jon was more than a little relieved at the way things were working out. He was certainly
happy that he had seen that ad. His wife and the new dog were certainly getting to
know one another.
There was another little incident when King placed his nose hard up between Alice's
legs, pushing his nose right up into the vee between Alice's legs, pushing his nose right
up into the vee between her thighs, sniffing and nuzzling, and he didn't seen about to
quit. "Stop it, King," Alice scolded, but for a moment it didn't seem to do any good.
Finally Jon had to come up and pull the dog away by his leather collar. "He sure is a
lady killer," Jon joked. Little did he know!


Chapter 3

Alice was out in the back yard when she heard the front doorbell ring. She stopped
long enough to deposit the flowers she had been picking on the kitchen counter and
ran for the front door.
"Sally,"
"Alice... I got here a bit sooner than I thought... the man I spent the night with was
getting a little heavy so J split a lot earlier than I had planned... you look great..."
"And you... you look stunning... divorce must agree with you... come on in to our
humble home..." The tall elegant, beautiful brunette picked up her expensive case and
followed Alice in the house.
"This is nice," Sally said sincerely, But Alice felt suddenly a little embarrassed at the
small house. She knew her friend was used to much more luxurious surroundings and
she felt like such a provincial at this moment. Sensing that her friend was a little
uptight, Sally put her arm around her and at once everything was fine between them.
The affectionate gesture bridged a wordless gap between the two women and no further
words were necessary.
"Here... let me take your case to your room, Sally... and then we'll sit down and have a
cup of coffee."
"Fine... I'll just go and deposit myself in the kitchen."
Alice dropped the case in the bedroom and opened the window. She turned and went
downstairs reminding herself to put a bouquet of fresh flowers in the room.
"Coffee, tea... juice?" Alice asked.
"Coffee is fine for me... I stopped for breakfast on the way. I almost consumed the
entire restaurant I was so hungry after fucking the night away. Too bad these men have
to become so possessive," she said enigmatically.
Alice was genuinely fond of Sally, having known her for so long and being able to sense
her innate kindness and warm friendly almost sweet nature. But, at the same time, Sally
was unabashedly sex-oriented and her conversations often, in the past, had the more
innocent Alice blushing in embarrassment and at this moment it was no different. The
wry, and humorously cynical way in which she talked about her sexual encounters took
a little for the shy woman to get used to. There was also a certain electricity in the air
when Sally was present that unnerved Alice, that was somehow tangled up with sex!
Even a gesture like picking up her coffee cup assumed an air of sexual provocation
when performed by Sally.
While not as full-breasted or lushly curved as Alice, the taller and more experienced
woman had a panther-like sinuousness to her elegant lithe body that screamed of ripe
sensuality. In a lovely face framed by a cascade of thick jet-black hair, Sally's eyes only
added to her allure. Large and liquidly dark, slanted upward a little at the outside
corners, they seemed to hold secrets of the universe in their depths.
If Alice had known how her husband felt about the wildly sexy Sally she might not
have been so happy about her coming to stay. But Alice was a trusting soul and
although she knew very well that her friend had no scruples about screwing around
with a married man, the thought never occurred to her that she and Jon would ever...
ever... wind up in bed.
All at once there was a loud scratching on the back door.
"What the hell's that?" Sally said looking up from her cup.
"Oh, that's King," Alice said going over and opening the kitchen door. The second the
door was opened the huge dog bounded into the room.
"Wow... that's what I call a stud... look at that crowbar hanging under his belly... this
dog must be the hit of the neighborhood."
Alice blushed crimson, and involuntarily her eyes dropped to the heavy furry sheath
that dangled beneath King. Even the young blonde wife had to admit that King was
"built" The two women went on talking and then Sally got up to pour herself another
cup of coffee. The first indication the lovely brunette had of King's presence back in the
kitchen was when she felt his cool damp nose slide up the inside of her naked thigh
under her dress. For just a second Sally almost dropped both the coffee cup and the
coffee pot. She looked like a startled child.
"Sorry, Sally... I forgot to warn you about that... it's his only bad habit we've picked up
on so far... we only got the dog a day and a half ago... and we haven't been able to
break him of the habit yet." Alice could not stifle a laugh but then, to her
embarrassment, she saw that Sally was making no overt moves to discourage the big
German shepherd who continued to sniff higher and higher up under her dress.
Then Sally turned her head around languidly, and said, "Haven't you been serviced
recently, baby... you're turning to pussies now?"
"King," Alice spoke sharply as she realized that, for' some unearthly reason, she was
becoming more upset that she should. She wished her friend wasn't quite so lewd.
As soon as he heard the sharp tone in his mistress' voice, King looked up sheepishly,
drawing his nose out from under Sally's silky dress.
"He's okay... don't worry about it... where did you get this dog?"
"Believe it or not there was an ad in the paper. He was free. This couple was leaving the
country and they just wanted to make sure he went to a good home. It seemed to be
the woman's dog more than the husband's in fact, he really seemed to dislike the dog
for some reason. I can't understand how you could dislike King. He's a wonderful
animal. Maybe the man just didn't like any dog because he acted like he couldn't wait
to get rid of him."
"He's truly a magnificent animal. You're lucky to get him."
The two women discussed various people from college and where they were and with
whom and then Alice told Sally that she had not as yet done her marketing. She asked
Sally if she wanted to go with her but the dark-haired woman begged off and said she
would rather take a nap as she had had very little sleep the previous night.
"Okay, Sally, I'll be home in a couple of hours... everything's really easy to find around
here... if you need anything just help yourself."
"Fine, thanks... I'll just have a shower and lay down I think... see you later."
As Sally turned to walk up the stairs, King stood watching, ears alert and erectly
forward, all his attention locked on the new friend of his mistress. There was something
in Sally's manner that powerfully drew the animal to her. For a moment he seemed
about to follow her upstairs, but something warned him that, for some reason, Alice
would not approve, so he went back to lie down once again by the kitchen door. It was
a long time before the dog was able to settle down. He turned and fidgeted and sighed
until finally he found a position that suited him.
Hearing the car door slam and his mistress drive away, King jumped up with a start
and went up the carpeted stairs. Loping forward, he quickly approached the guest
room. The bedroom door was slightly ajar, so King pushed it open with his, nose and
cautiously stepped aside, stopping once again as he saw Sally several feet away.
The jet-haired beauty was on the bed now, clad only in a pair of see-through bikini
underpants. Her bra lay on one side of the bed and her open suitcase lay open on the
floor. Silently the big dog stared at the lovely woman lying half-naked only a few yards
away, her naked flesh shining softly in the daylight of the room. Sally seemed to sense
his presence and looked around, starting a little when she saw him. "Oh, King... it's
you... you startled me." Sally's soft throaty voice encouraged the big animal to come
nearer and he stopped right next to Sally as she rose half up on her elbows, then
reached up with one hand to rub his furry head. The motion of her arm made her taut
full breasts move sensuously and catch the dog's attention. Without hesitation, King
lowered his huge beautiful head and then his long thick tongue shot out to lick hotly
over the rubber-tipped mound.
"Jesus... King..." Sally gasped involuntarily as the thick wet tongue sent little shivers
running over her sensitive flesh, making her nipples rise into hard little buds of desire.
Without further delay, the dark-haired woman pushed King's head away.
Momentarily discouraged by the sudden gesture, King backed away but he began to
whine excitedly, his front feet doing a little' shuffle that moved him right back to the
lovely taut-nippled breasts he had already tasted. Seemingly unable to control himself,
the big shepherd licked out once again, laving his raspy moist tongue over the same
breast, and then turned his attention to the other one. When Sally crossed her hands
over her breasts to fend off the big dog, King started sniffing a hot trail down over her
smooth belly and then began to sniff excitedly at Sally's tiny panties, letting his nose
slide over the stunned woman's scantily covered loins.
"Hey, what kind of dog are you, anyway?" Sally asked, to no one in particular. She was
in a sitting position now, drawing herself away from the dog's persistent attentions. For
a moment King stepped back, stymied, whining eagerly and starting with unmistakable
hunger at the almost naked female body before him. A slow look of comprehension
began to come over Sally's face.
She remembered the ad in the newspaper that Alice had told her about, No wonder the
man hadn't wanted the dog. Probably the reason the woman didn't want to sell him... is
that one doesn't usually sell one's lover!! It was incredible but the way this dog was
behaving... he had clearly had a human lover... and he had been encouraged... King
simply did not seem to want to take no for an answer. And suddenly Sally was thinking
maybe she didn't want to say no!
Slowly an incredibly lewd notion was taking possession of the lovely recently divorced
brunette, one of the most obscene she could ever remember having and that was saying
a lot in her sex-drenched existence. She refused to let anything stand in the way of a
new sexual experience. It was there for the taking... and this lover was not about to kiss
and tell!
Half closing her lustrous dark long-lashed eyes, the sensual woman lay back on the
bedspread letting her arms move down to her sides. Then pressing them in, she
squeezed her taut breasts together, making them peak up together like two berry-tipped
mini-mountains.
"Show me if you are a king... lick me..." she ordered the dog. She didn't have to say it
twice. King moved forward eagerly, dipping his head to let his cold nose thrust
inquisitively into the deep cleft between the taut white mounds, and then once again his
massive tongue shot out, licking wetly over the soft resilient flesh below.
She arched her back a little, pressing her throbbing breasts upward, moving them in a
little circles, trying to help King's big tongue as it trailed hotly over her palpitating
flesh.
"Oh Jesus... lick my tits... harder... lick my tits harder... make them hurt..." Sally
moaned.
Her legs were slowly writhing, her heels digging into the soft mattress as King licked
on. Closing her eyes, letting her head roll back and forth, the panting young brunette
let an army of fantasies invade her mind. For long moments she imagined packs of dogs
crowded around her, each one straining forward to slide a hot sucking mouth over her
shivering erect nipples. But then she realized she didn't need fantasy. What thought
could be more exciting than an actual German shepherd standing over her, his huge
tongue dipping into her soft breasts, driving her to a frenzy.
Reaching up, Sally gently took King's head in her hands and began to guide his face
over her nakedly quivering flesh, first one nipple, then the other, then underneath to
stroke up and over onto the pebble-hard sensitiveness of the tips. With each hot
burning swipe of that pleasure-dog's tongue, Sally could feel an answering spasm deep
down between her legs as the wildly erotic sensations radiated outward from her
tortured breasts to pluck maddeningly at her hungry loins. She could feel the hot juices
building up inside her vaginal slit, beginning to soak the narrow thick crotchband of
her bikini panties.
The hot secretions bubbling deep inside Sally's still barely covered vagina began to
become apparent to King as well. A heavy, rich, musk smell began to permeate his
sensitive nostrils further exciting the eagerly licking animal. For a moment he was
unable to tear his attention away from the softly quivering breasts beneath his lapping
tongue as Sally held his head down tight against their trembling curves. The lovely
brunette was half-mad with passion now writhing and moaning on the bed below the
eagerly licking dog, little choked gasps escaping through her clenched teeth. It might
have gone on forever, but, finally, the heady seductive odors wafting up from under
those tiny see-through panties proved too much for the mammoth German shepherd.
Whining excitedly, King pulled his head away from Sally's grasp and began to nose at
the moaning woman's partially covered loins. Desperately the excited shepherd licked at
the wispy piece of nylon, trying to get at the maddening essences beneath, his huge
tongue spilling over and rasping across the tender flesh in the hollows of Sally's loins.
This proved even more maddeningly erotic to the sensually writhing brunette. Rolling
her nipples harshly between her own fingertips, the moaning young divorcee ground
her hips down into the bed, tantalized almost beyond endurance by the long pink
animal tongue lapping over and around her screaming cunt, fended off only by her
single remaining garment.
For just one second, King nosed aside the tight cloth, his nose pressing into the softly
curled pubic hair, but the material slid back fast to block his access to her sweet
smelling cuntal depths.
"Oh King, King," she moaned, reaching down to slide her fingers under the wispy
material. She was just starting to work it down over her hips when she realized where
she was... in her friend's guest room... and the bedroom door was wide open. Not one
to be prudish, the gasping young brunette decided nevertheless that perhaps it might be
a little wise if she got up and locked the door before Alice came back.
Staggering to her feet on rubbery legs, the raggedly breathing highly aroused brunette
crossed the room to the door and pushed the button in on the knob to lock it.
Confused King followed her nakedly swaying breasts to the door. He didn't know what
was happening but then she was coming back.
For a second, the lovely half-naked woman stood in the middle of the guest room, not
knowing quite what to do. She decided she wanted to do what she had set out to do but
that it would be better to do it on the floor. Making up her mind, hurriedly, the still
trembling brunette once again hooked her thumbs in the elasticized waistband of her
bikini panties and pulled down, all the way down to her ankles, bending over gracefully
as she did so. With one kick the panties flew to the floor and Sally was now completely
naked, her lovely sleek body's perfection highlighted by the twin rosy-peaked nipples
that tipped her breasts and the rich dark vee that stood out like a beacon between her
thighs. The rich cream of her skin was perfectly framed by the lustrous thick cloud of
coal-black hair that spilled down over her slender shoulders.
"King," she whispered, her voice husky and seductive. She stood waiting as the big dog
came nearer, then, slowly sinking to her knees on the shag carpet, the lovely naked
woman took the dog's massive head in her hands. He licked her cheeks for a moment,
then once again darted his tongue out to her firm-pointed breasts, but Sally pushed him
away for a moment and lay down full length on the carpet floor, her body trembling
slightly. Drawing up her legs so that her knees were slightly bent, Sally let her thighs
fall wantonly open, baring the passion-drenched slit nestled high up between her long
graceful legs. Reaching down, the excited woman slowly pulled apart her pussy lips
with her fingers, exposing the glistening pink flesh within.
"King... lick my cunt now... lick my cunt like you licked my tits... lick me..." she
begged.
Would he do it? she wondered. Would he thrust his powerful tongue up into her hot
cunt the way he had let it lash into her breasts? Hardly daring to breathe, the panting
woman watched that big dog head move closer to her defenselessly naked genitals. For
one agonizingly long moment, King just stared at the hot moist feast spread out below,
then his nose thrust forward inquisitively, sliding up the tender flesh of Sally's inner
thighs.
"Aaaaaaaaaaagggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh" she gasped out from the sudden shock of that
icy cold dampness against her naked flesh. She clenched her teeth to keep from
screaming out in tortured frustration as the cold nose swept lightly over her pussy hair,
barely touching the needing cunt lips below.
More... she thought to herself, I need more... much more if I'm not going to go
completely out of my mind. Suddenly as if hearing her prayers, King's tongue shot out
to dart lizard-like in between her waiting pussy-flesh, splaying out wetly over her soft
pubic mound, digging insistently between the desire-swollen outer lips to trail a line of
fiery bliss into the moist inner pinkness.
"Oooooohhhhh, aaahhh, aaahhh," Sally half sobbed, her lovely lithe body spasming
into an arched curve as the first wild shock of that invading tongue rocketed through
her waiting body.
"Uhhhh, eeeooowww... eeeooww... oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh" she continued to moan
as time and time again that mighty rasping tongue licked out, sliding wetly the full
length of her palpitating little pussy slit, starting at her tiny anus puckered below, and
trailing up to her clenched vaginal opening to finally end with a nerve-shattering swipe
over her erect and painful-throbbing clitoral bud. Again and again King licked at her
glistening nakedness, driving the sex-maddened woman to heights of passion she had
never known before.
"I never imagined anything could be like this... I never dreamed... King... King... oh lick
faster... lick me..." she moaned almost unintelligibly. Her softly flexing thighs spread
apart to open her burning cunt still wider to the slavering animal, but that was not
enough! Drawing up her knees so that they pressed tightly against her breasts, the
young brunette rolled herself into a quivering ball of primal lust. At the same time she
reached desperately down and taking King's head, pulled it hard against her screaming
convulsing loins wanting his tongue to plunge deep, deep up inside her burning pussy.
Suddenly King was presented with a new target; with her new position Sally had also
spread wide her ass-cheeks and King was now avidly fixed on the woman's tightly
pursed little anus. Licking lower, the big animal began to torture the rubbery opening,
even managing once to dig his tongue slightly inside, The helplessly writhing woman
went nearly mad with this obscene new assault, her entire body jerking and lunging on
the floor while choking gasps of sexual need bubbled up from deep in her chest. Bit by
bit her delirious ravings fell into a rhythmic chant, keeping time to the dog's depraved
lickings up between her wide-split crack.
"Oh... make me cum... lick me harder... harder... Oh I love it... Kiiiiinnnnnnggggggg!"
Rising to the occasion the big dog licked into the aromatic feast below, his senses
saturated with the rich taste and smell and sight of this nakedly aroused woman.
Gradually a fierce burning was growing in the animal's own loins, brought to life by the
writhing woman who begged and pleaded under him half-buried in the sensuous depths
of the long turquoise shag carpet. Harder and harder the big animal stroked his tongue
into the sex-slippery cunt so shamelessly offered up to him, at the same time growing
ever more excited himself.
The dark-haired beauty was moaning and twisting in completely abandoned lust,
feeling a wild pressure building, building far up inside her belly, stroked into life by
King's lust-firing tongue. Her sexual barometer told her from long experience that she
was about to cum... and cum like she had never cum before. Powerful spasms began to
seize her helpless body and she was letting herself flow with the sexual energy.
Suddenly just when she felt she was a hair-breadth away from her coveted orgasm she
felt King's head wrenched from her and her quaking cuntal flesh knew a terrible void.
The startled brunette raised her head questioningly to what had robbed her of her
orgasm.
"King... what is it... what's wrong?" she asked pleadingly. The huge dog was backing
slowly away from her, a confused look in his big brown eyes.
"Just a little more King... make me cum... lick me some more... don't you like my
cunt?"
And then she saw it... his cock! As the young woman stared wide-eyed at the furry belly
of the big German shepherd, she saw his huge penis slowly emerging from its hairy
protective sheath long and scarlet, needle-pointed and menacing. Longer and thicker it
grew as the dog's excitement increased, until finally it stood out huge and rigid, a drop
of viscous seminal fluid gleaming jewel-like at its tip, a glistening promise of the beast's
potency.
"Good Christ!" Sally gasped. She'd seen a lot of giant cocks in her life, but never
anything to rival this. It was fucking gigantic! Sally found herself wondering if a woman
could take a thing like that inside her without being split apart. But the most
fascinating thing about the mighty organ bared to her gaze was its obscene scarlet
coloring, growing out of the furred belly like the barrel of a toy gun. And that cock was
meant for her. She knew that for certain! King had become aroused while licking her
cunt and now it looked as if he wanted to use that huge weapon on her!
This was much more than the adventurous brunette had bargained for. Certainly, she
thought to herself, it was an erotic first to let this handsome brute lick her cunt, but
now this! My God, it was just too, too totally depraved!
At the same time, Sally's wildly aroused pussy was clamoring for more attention,
something to push her ever the edge into her orgasm. God, what a beautiful cock. How
would it feel driving hard up inside her belly? she wondered. A cock was a cock wasn't
it?
The young brunette's eyes grew wider and wider as she stared fixedly at that mighty
obscene shaft dangling and dripping just a few feet away from her, crazy images
beginning to flicker through her mind of that hairy beast's body possessing hers, locked
to her in totally depraved embrace. Just then the German shepherd whimpered
pleadingly and that was the decisive factor. King wanted her... his need was as fervent
as hers!
With a little moan of surrender the sultry brunette rolled over onto her hands and
knees, her full rounded buttocks swaying provocatively before the big animal's hungry
gaze.
"Oh, baby, fuck me," Sally moaned over her shoulder. "Fuck me with your big dog's
cock... stick it in me..." Staring in trembling anticipation, Sally watched King move
hesitantly forward, approaching her lewdly offered ass-cheeks. Once again that cool
nose slid between her naked thighs, smelling his human lover. Would this human be
acceptable to the lusty beast? Suddenly the last coherent thought was torn from the
crouching woman's mind as King licked out with his tongue, splaying it through the
pinkly quivering slit that waited before him, digging deep, deep this time up into Sally's
wetly flowering vagina, preparing the way for his ultimate penetration.
Sally's breath caught in her throat and she no longer thought of the right or wrong of
what she was doing. That wonderful tongue had once again captured her, making her
the dog's willing slave. Dropping down on her elbows, her head pillowed on her arms,
the moaning, gasping woman knelt in abject depravity before the licking slavering
animal, aware only of the raging need flaring out of control deep up between her
thighs. On and on the dog licked, licking, licking, licking!
Suddenly she felt his paws on her back, his strong hairy forelegs locking around her
tiny waist as the big dog easily mounted her buttocks. She could feel his hind legs
dancing in close, the first touch of his hot swollen penis sliding over her trembling
thighs. But he was too low! Desperately the moaning Sally spread her knees apart,
opening her thighs wider to the dog's advance, wanting that mighty organ to roar up
inside her frantically convulsing vagina. Slipping and pulsating, the sharp tip slid
tantalizingly over her swollen cunt lips, searching for its hot humid goal, but women
are built differently that female dogs and the big German shepherd seemed to have
trouble finding a comfortable fit.
Frantically, Sally shifted her buttocks from side to side, trying to trap King's penis with
her hungrily nibbling pussy, but it was no use. Once, the tapered tip caught at the
entrance to her rectum and tried to enter, but in instinctive fear Sally twisted away from
the unwanted impalement.
Sally by looking to the side could see what an obscene picture they made in the full
length mirror across the bedroom. The mirror was a little behind her and she could not
help noticing the lewd contrast of the dog's bright scarlet cock against her own fever
pink pussy-lips that so desperately wanted to be parted for his invasion.
King hunched in a little closer and this time his blindly thrusting cock slid underneath
to rub maddeningly up and down inside the young woman's hot wet cuntal slit, the
whole top side of his massive red shaft swallowed up by her rich dark pussy hair.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh... now... now... now..." Sally cried out in frustration as that powerful
instrument teased the full length of her warmly secreting cunt, torturing her already
aroused clitoris to a new and painful hardness. This was driving her insane! Desperate
now with frustration, the crazed young brunette reached back under her body to take
King's penis in her cool fingers guiding it firmly up towards her waiting vagina. King
whined as he felt the pressure around his throbbing member but he let her guide it
right up to the passion-drenched entrance to her cunt.
"Fuck me now... fuck me... fuck me... fuck me hard... King..." Sally begged.
The dog sensing he was now at his goal's mouth, only did what his animal instincts
dictated. He fucked forward! He surged ahead on his powerful legs, driving his
gleaming scarlet shaft like a relentless red spear deep up into the softly waiting depths
before him, never stopping until his hairy balls slapped hard against Sally's aching
clitoris. Then, as soon as he was certain he was all the way in, King began to fuck 
dogstyle, driving rapid machine-gun bursts up into Sally's quivering cunt.
Sally's eyes bulged in shock as that first thundering thrust tore all the way up into her
pussy. She grunted, not knowing whether it hurt of felt good but knowing it would take
a little getting used to. King, though, gave her no chance. Ram, ram, ram, he pounded
into her unprepared body, sinking a little deeper each time into her lust-moistened
cuntal flesh.
"Aaaahhh, aaahhhhhh, aaahhh..." Sally moaned in animal-like sounds trying to cry out
her agony, her last inner defenses crumbling before the relentless beast's attack. She
tried to crawl forward on the rug to escape the agony that threatened to tear her loins
wide open, but King stuck to her, his forelegs holding her fast to her waist. An angry
growl came from his throat and she knew he wasn't about to let her go.
Sally had known a lot of cocks in her young life, but never before had she felt so
completely filled, able to feel every inch of that huge fleshy pale-skinned and naked, and
this madly humping animal, his long tongue lolling out from between his fangs as he
fucked her like in an animal frenzy. Just the very thought of the unnatural bestiality she
was indulging in added new dimensions to the erotic signals radiating out from Sally's
plundered cuntal depths. It was so... so... perverted, she thought, revelling in the
filthiness of the act while the ever-growing pleasurely lust spread throughout her
shamelessly used body.
"Aaaahhh, aaahhh, aaaaahhhhhhhhh... aaaaaaahhhhhhh" Sally chanted out each time
she moved her buttocks back against King's hard-driving loins. Never, never, had she
felt so passionately involved in fucking, the half-crazed young brunette dimly realized,
completely enraptured by the wonderful dog-fucking she was receiving from behind.
One last time she turned to look at the mirror, mesmerized by the sight of her own soft
pink inner flesh pulling out of her vagina with King's cock on the outstroke, only to be
pounding back up inside as he once again jerked forward. Dazedly she faced back
forward, lost in lust, her mind wandering, the only reality in the world being that huge
fucking machine thundering up into her eagerly accepting cunt. Cock, cock, cock. Cock
was all that mattered; that huge vicious dog-cock, that obscene shaft, that incredible
scarlet giver of pole as it stretched her cunt to the bursting point, digging to depths no
human had ever reached before. It was apparent to Sally that she was going to have to
stick it out to suffer under this agonizing impalement until King emptied his savage
animal balls far up inside her heaving belly, his passion finally spent.
Wracking her brain for a way to ease the all-consuming pain, the desperate young
woman opened her thighs a little wider hoping to give King a straighter easier path up
into her cunt, at the same time trying to relax her vaginal muscles so that she might
open up more to his cruel instinctive thrusts. And it worked. Almost immediately the
pain eased as Sally stopped trying to fight the irresistible probe sliding mercilessly up
into her wide-stretched cunt.
"Oooooohhhhh... ooooohhhhhhhh... ooohhh," the young brunette moaned in relief, her
features softening. For long moments she crouched before the furiously humping
animal, content that the pain was lessening, and then... then. It began to feel good.
Little by little Sally's eyes glazed over in a blind stare of passionate acceptance as she
crouched in helpless submission before her bestial lover. Without warning, almost as if
they were acting on their own, her hips began a mindless automatic motion back
against the lewdly invading dog-cock, first in little circles, then in hard jarring thrusts
straight back into King's straining loins while she moaned and groaned in lascivious
pleasure.
It's amazing, Sally thought. What power and wild brute strength this big dog had as he
poured his molten flesh into her wildly responsive body. Compared to even some of the
strongest men, Sally had fucked recently, King was a fabulous fucking machine,
pounding into her with all the strength of a lust-driven Brahma bull.
The well-stuffed brunette tried to look back under her kneeling body to watch that
scarlet rod of dog-flesh pounding up into her twitching cunt, but all she could see was
King's hairy balls swinging lewdly down between her open legs, each sharp slap giving
her additional jolts of wild pleasure. Reaching back between her thighs with one hand,
Sally circled her fingers around King's hot slippery penis as it flashed in and out
between her sensitively throbbing cunt lips, feeling it slide far up her shuddering pussy.
At the same time the lewdly excited woman ground her knuckles gratifyingly into her
own moist cuntal flesh, savouring the meeting of her own genitals and the powerful
dog's.
Looking once more over toward the mirror, the panting, moaning woman felt a rush of
obscene pleasure wash over her as she looked at the depraved picture they formed
together. Sally past her tender pussy lips on its relentless journey up into her most
secret depths.
Moaning and cursing and pleading with the slaving dog to fuck her like she'd never
been fucked before, the raven-tressed beauty was gradually turning into a raving sex
crazed maniac! Oh yes, her orgasm was almost here now, but she delayed it, wanting to
build up to a peak so high that it would take her forever to come down from it.
"Fuck me... King, oh King... fuck me with your big dog's cock... cum inside me... fill my
cunt with your dog's cum..." The twitching, writhing, panting young brunette was all
but unrecognizable now, her face distorted into a twisted but somehow oddly beautiful
mask of pure unadulterated lust. All her sexual fantasies were being fulfilled... what
would be left now? Her flesh shivered with the forbidden delights while her mind dwelt
on the terrible nature of the sex act she was performing. Never before had sexual
relationships seemed more lust-filled, more carnal to her as she made her body a willing
receptacle for the thrusting red penis of the brute animal who fucked into her as if she
were another animal. Yes, her animal nature had triumphed, she thought dizzily as she
humped before her furry lover like any beast of the jungle.
Driven almost mad by the pummeling of her clitoris by King's balls, Sally reached back
desperately with one hand in an attempt to soothe the wonderful agony between her
legs, the tip of her middle finger pressing down hard on the swollen little nerve-button.
That was the final trigger her sex-drenched body needed, and the stunned young
woman suddenly felt as if a heavy fist had thudded into her stomach as all her muscles
contracted in a wild delightful spasm, her buttocks flexing and hollowing as her
clenching pussy began to suck and pull on King's throbbing cock.
"Cummmming... aaahhh, aaahh... aaaaaahhhhh..." she moaned half-blinded by the
power of her own long-awaited lover's blood-engorged cock swelling to greater and
greater dimensions under the obscene stimulation of her powerfully milking cunt...
Suddenly the dog's searing animal cum began to jet far up into her innermost depths,
flooding her with that obscene warmth she knew so well. The gasping brunette had a
split second to think how different it felt from a man's orgasm. More like one long
powerful squirt that seemed to tunnel a molten path right through her quivering
insides, and then this last realization exploded her mind in a great flare of flashing
lights as she started to cum all over again.
King held tight to the crazily bucking woman as she gurgled out a long moan of
sensual pleasure, all the time emptying his sperm-bloated canine testicles into her wildly
gyrating body as she knelt before him in unashamed depravity. Sally wailed and
thrashed as she pressed her hungrily milking cunt back against the spurting animal
cock as if afraid to let one precious drop of the lustful dog's fluid escape. The thick
white liquid gushed out from around where her madly working cunt clasped tight
around King's jerking member, running in sticky trails down her convulsing thighs to
drip onto the shag carpet below.
Finally, one last powerful shudder passed through the exhausted young woman's
ravished body in final release and she fell limply forward onto the sperm-soaked rug to
lie in a sodden heap, King's fast-shrinking cock slipping wetly from her pussy with a
soft lewd sucking sound.
For long moments the panting woman lay still, her lovely face buried in the big dog's
soft fur, trying desperately to catch her breath. Then she became aware of a strange
titillation against her buttocks, and lifting her head to look in the bedroom mirror, she
saw that King was slowly lapping up their combined sex-juices from her naked loins,
his tongue sliding over her ass-cheeks to dip obscenely down into her still oozing cuntal
slit, the big animal obviously savoring the exotic ripe taste of spent animal passion.
Sally let her head drop wearily back down onto the rug as King's gentle lickings
soothed the last knots of sexual tension from her much tortured body. She opened her
thighs as wide as possible to let his cleansing tongue reach the very top of her aching
slit, soothing rather than exciting her this time, seeming to heal her ravished pussy lips.
At last her animal lover had licked her clean and lay down gratefully beside her, his
great head resting fondly on the swell of her buttocks. For nearly a half an hour they
lay that way, relaxing and feeling the warmth of one another's now familiar bodies.
Finally Sally rolled over and sat up, patting the big animal affectionately on the head.
"You're some fantastic animal... but we can't let your mistress know about this... you
better go downstairs and I'll have to sponge off this carpet... come on, King..." Sally
went into the adjoining bathroom to get a sponge. Hastily throwing on a robe out of
her suitcase, she covered up her still tingling body.
She was just mopping up the last of the cum from the shag carpet when the door
opened.
"Hi, did you have a chance to rest?" Alice inquired brightly.
"Uh... sort of... I was just cleaning up some water I knocked over..." At that moment
Alice noticed King on the other side of the bed.
"King... what are you doing up here... he hasn't been bothering you, has he, Sally?"
"No, he hasn't been bothering me at all!"


Chapter 4

That evening the three former school friends discussed past football games and exploits.
Sally, tired from her afternoon's wild fucking with the Saxon's dog, excused herself to
go to bed. Somehow it was a little uncomfortable between Jon and Alice since they were
now alone and forced to confront their problems. They too opted to go to bed, carefully
avoiding any physical contact.
Jon climbed into bed and crept way over on the other side of the large bed and Alice
turned her back after saying goodnight and remained on her side. As always in a few
minutes Jon was fast asleep and snoring. Alice was not so fortunate.
At four a.m. the young wife was still lying starey-eyed awake. She had been lying like
this for several hours unable to close her eyes. Sleep just wouldn't come and the more
she craved the welcoming relief the more wide-awake and alert she felt. She just lay
there growing tenser and tenser.
Alice was horny. She desperately needed to be fucked!
There seems to be little likelihood of that happening, she thought bitterly. She was
further embittered by Jon happily and obliviously snoring next to her, his whole body
the picture of rest and relaxation. His arms periodically flopped across her body as her
husband changed position in his sleep and Alice would try and push the big lump away
furious that he was so comfortable while she was racked with insomnia.
Feeling her husband stir next to her, Alice looked over hopefully to see if he was awake,
but his eyes were still closed. Then, one of his arms fell across her body once again, this
time pressing heavily down against her breasts. It was a warm night and both husband
and wife were sleeping naked. Alice was happy that she was stark naked because there
was nothing between her sensitive little nipples and that hairy arm but the wild erotic
stimulation she so desperately craved. Despite herself, the young blonde felt her body
moving a little, working her breasts up against the weight above, feeling little trickles of
pleasure seeping down into her body.
At the sudden subtle movements, Jon suddenly opened his eyes, not quite fully awake.
Turning toward his pressuring wife, he pressed the front of his body close to hers,
letting his arm snuggle around her body, his legs bending forward a little. Partly
because she was embarrassed about initiating it and partly because it was more
comfortable, Alice turned away from her husband, lying on her side facing the same
direction as he and automatically Jon snuggled up to her, holding his young wife
protectively in the curve of his body, one hand unknowingly cupping her breast.
Alice loved the physical contact but at the same time was tortured almost beyond the
breaking point. His hand on her naked breasts felt like a branding iron and she was
terribly aware of the soft fleshiness of his penis pressing gently into the sensitive hollow
where her buttocks joined her upper thighs, only an inch or two away from her already
moist pussy.
Frightened, Alice lay still for several minutes absolutely rigid but finally couldn't keep
her buttocks from pressing back a little into her husband's flaccid penis, delighted to its
soft hotness pressing a little farther up into that sensitive crack. At the same time she
ground her left breast – she was lying on her side – down against the hand that
sleepily cupped it. The young blond wife was surprised to find that his breathing was
growing faster as she worked herself against her husband's unknowing body tantalizing
herself shamelessly.
Was it too much to hope for? Was his flaccid penis actually becoming hard?
It seemed so. She hadn't imagined it. There definitely seemed to be a stirring high up
between her thighs and pressure was growing against the narrow slit between her
buttocks unmistakably worming up toward her waiting cunt. Rapidly losing her fear of
waking him up, the desperate young wife pressed back harder against her husband's
growing rigidity, all the time sliding her nipple lightly around over the palm of his
hand.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm," Jon groaned sleepily, raising up his head a little and looking at
the back of Alice's head. Alice instantly froze again, feeling like some kind of a stealthy
pervert resorting to trying to arouse a sleeping man to grant her satisfaction.
But Jon, letting his head flop back down on the pillow, knew what was happening.
Aware that he had an erection and that it was shoved somewhere up between his wife's
asscheeks, he decided not to let it go to waste. He was not oblivious either to the
pebble-hard little nipple digging into the palm of his hand. Sleepy as he was the young
man fully realized what a beautiful woman Alice was and he realized also that they were
both naked, her warm, sweet-smelling flesh pressed sexily and tightly against his own
loins. Also, Jon had been having a wet dream, perhaps brought on unknowingly by
Alice's pressure against his loins, and all of a sudden he felt really turned on. Stretching
his head forward, he kissed his wife on the shoulder.
"Uuuuuuhhhhhhh... Joooooonnn," she moaned, and almost acting of their own
volition, her buttocks ground hungrily back against his rapidly hardening prick.
Jon wormed into his wife's ear with his tongue and then began to snake his swelling
cock up between her thighs, aiming its blood-engorged tip up toward the soft, curly
mound he knew lay ahead. In a second he was burrowing a hot path up into her
waiting cunt, already sopping wet and eager for the fuck she had been dying for. With
something like wonder he felt his sensitive hardness rub slowly through that warm,
moist, little cleft, gentle little spasms running over his surprised loins.
"Do it to me," Alice moaned arching her lower back a little so that she could feel more
of his swollen member up between her hungry thighs. Jon was rubbing a little harder
now, his cock quickly swelling to an almost painful hardness. Several times he felt the
hot bulbous tip slide across the moistened opening of Alice's vagina but it didn't slip in,
since his madly rubbing shaft was nearly at right angles to his wife's eager cunt. At the
same time, Alice was moaning.
"Jon... please... stick it in... stick it in me... now..." Sliding down in the bed and moving
his upper torso away from his wife's back, the young husband soon had himself placed
in a better position to enter and thrust up a little, sensing his trembling cock-head catch
again at the very entrance to her beckoning vagina, but not go in. Rather, it skidded
away to contact roughly at Alice's tiny throbbing clitoris.
"My God..." she moaned, jerking from the wild stimulating touch, loving that spongy
hotness rubbing over her vibrating little sensation-bud. Really eager now, Jon rammed
one knee between Alice's trembling thighs to force her legs slightly open, and then
reaching down with his fingers, began trying to stuff his aching cock up into that
hungry little tunnel. It was slippery work, she was so wet and slick down there, and it
didn't help, that maddened by all the fumbling over her excruciatingly sensitive cuntal
area, Alice began uncontrollably jerking her hips.
With a grunt Jon managed to push the head of his cock part way up inside her waiting
vagina and then thrust forward firmly with his huge fleshy penis slid up into the hot,
wet hole, smoothly, without any pulling at the tender inner walls, they were so slippery
with Alice's freely flowing love juices.
"Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh," they both sighed in unison as finally that mighty shaft lay
imbedded its full length up inside Alice's quivering little belly. For a long second they
lay still together, frozen by the agonizing pleasure of the penetration they had both
been working toward. Alice felt as if some hotly pulsing electric machine had suddenly
been turned on up inside her, sending wave after wave of breathtaking pleasure
throbbing through her tender inside. Jon felt like he was all thick, blood-engorged cock
from his waist to his knees. Without even moving, he could feel his penis throbbing
and growing and realized that he could cum just lying there!
Unfortunately Alice sensed it too.
"Please... Jon... hold off... let me cum... please..."
"Okay... okay... I'll try," he answered. He hoped that if he just kind of let himself soak
for a while deep inside her warmly enveloping cunt, the edge would eventually go from
his nerves and he would then be able to fuck like a real Trojan. Unfortunately, the
young husband shifted a little to find a more comfortable position and his massive rod
of flesh slipped upward into those tender loins another inch. The feeling was fabulous
for Alice, who had been trying to barely breathe so as to be able to prolong her
husband's performance as long as possible.
Despite the thudding fluttering feeling caused by the cock being shoved in from the
back, she was afraid to move for fear of recreating the same old scene. That scene where
her husband started cumming in two seconds was becoming all too familiar to the
beautiful young wife.
Giving up their desperate struggle for self-control, her inner vaginal muscles started
working, clenching and unclenching rhythmically around her husband's lust-engorged
penis.
"Ummmmm... uuuuu... uuuu..." Jon moaned, biting his lower lip. "Oh... it's... sooooo
gooooood!"
Alice moaned back with the dreaded premonition that it was going to be all over soon.
In that instant, her buttocks began a mad machine-like jerking back against her
husband's loins. With this extra motion, not to mention the snug way his aching cock
was trapped between his wife's soft, voluptuous thighs, Jon had had it. He was about to
shoot his wad prematurely again! He could feel the old familiar explosion deep down in
his swollen balls as his sperm started the mad uncontrollable race up along the fully
burgeoned length of his cock-shaft.
"Jesus... aaaauuuuuggggghhhhhh," he moaned. Rolling Alice over on her stomach, her
legs still straight and clamped together, he loomed above her, massive cock
disappearing up between her milk-white thighs, pinning her flailing form to the bed.
"Shit... oh fuck... I'm cuummiinng," he roared.
Suddenly his arms stiffened, palms flat against the mattress and his back arched, so that
he was bent like a bow, his agonized face glaring up at the ceiling in unrestrained lust.
"No... no... no... it can't be..." Alice sobbed, struggling on her belly beneath him, but
she knew it was no use.
The first hot gush of his semen jetted up into her frustrated cuntal depths, but filled her
only with a hunger rather than the completion she so sought. Again and again that
obscenely impaling pole jerked and twitched up inside her, for a minute making her
hope that it might kick her over the edge and start her own orgasm, but then suddenly,
almost without warning, it was over, and Jon collapsed with a wet smack on her back,
pressing her down into the mattress so that for a while all she was concerned about was
being able to breathe.
After a few panting seconds she felt her satiated husband pull his still dripping penis
from between her trembling thighs and the unhappy young woman was aware of every
potentially lust-quenching inch of it as it slid wetly out, then dragged over the back of
her legs, leaving a sticky trail of white cum behind it. Even after she felt his weight
leave her, Alice continued to lie on her stomach, not wanting Jon to see the tears of
frustration rolling down her cheeks. But he could not miss the helpless motion of her
hips as they ground involuntarily against the sheet, seeking the fulfillment that had
been so near.
"Alice... honey... I'm sorry," Jon started to say, and then clamped his lips tightly
together, feeling guilty and becoming angry at his wife because he felt guilty. "Hell no,"
he blurted out. "Why should I be sorry. I told you to hold still and then you had to
start writhing and twisting. Why didn't you just lie still? If you had, I could have made
it."
"You selfish son of a bitch. How dare you tell me to lie still. What the hell do you think
I am, a receptacle or something. From now on you can just go and jerk off in a garbage
can. Lie still, indeed! I've just about had enough of your two second fucks. It's about
time you started thinking about someone besides yourself for a change."
Alice lay on the bed, still face down, stunned by her outburst of bottled-up outrage
which had just come pouring out of her in her frustration. This whole sexual charade of
one-sided pleasure for Jon had been going on for so many months that there was
nothing left inside the unhappy young woman but a vacuum, a vacuum of misery and
despair.
However, Alice was not nearly as stunned as Jon. He was completely astonished by his
shy, young wife's outburst. Heretofore she had borne the brunt of his anger quietly. It
seemed like things were about to take a turn. A turn for the worse as far as he was
concerned. The young, premature ejaculator took a shower in record time and then
stomped around the bedroom getting dressed while she just lay there, her head turned
toward the wall, wishing the affair would just come to an end and she would find
herself transported to a desert isle somewhere far from the problems of her marriage.
An inferno of raging fury began building up inside Alice for the way her husband had
tried to turn the tables on her, trying to make her feel guilty for his own gross
inadequacy. But it hadn't built to its full head of steam until after Jon had stalked stiffly
through the living room, ready for work, early as usual, and gone out the front door,
slamming it behind him.
"That fucking bastard!" she suddenly cried out, abruptly sitting up in bed. "That dirty
rotten fucker!" For a moment the angry young woman sat there, then she jumped to
her feet.
Her flashing eyes and heightened color made her look like some goddess in her cream
white nakedness.
"I've had it with him... who needs it?" she muttered aloud, something finally snapping
inside her. In this one moment of rebellion, about a half a lifetime's inhibitions were
swept out of her mind. Wasn't she entitled to some sexual satisfaction, she thought
bitterly to herself. After all, she was a married woman and shouldn't have to go through
life half out of her mind with frustration! If she was hungry she had something to eat,
she reasoned, and she swore to herself, in this moment of truth, it was going to be that
way with sex too! She was bound to fulfill herself with whatever she needed to do to
satisfy her long neglected needs.
This newfound confidence in herself, did not mean that the enraged young wife had
made up her mind to find a lover... those inhibitions were still firmly tucked into her
faithful little mind. No, it merely meant that she was going to have to do it herself...
again... she was going to have to cum on her own terms... she was going to have to take
the responsibility for her own orgasm!
Walking over to the chair in front of her dressing table, Alice decided that this would
be a good time to start, and sat down heavily having made her decision. Now that her
anger had vented itself a little, the frustrated young blonde realized what frantic signals
her unfulfilled little belly was sending out. She felt that at any moment painful cramps
might double her over as her love-starved insides shuddered and twitched. Sliding down
in the chair so that her buttocks were resting on the forward edge, her . body curved
forward, Alice looked down at her pussy and elected to go ahead. After all, who would
know? But still, her hand hesitated a second before she was able to make it reach down,
but finally it dipped with decision, her forefinger sliding between her cum-slippery
cuntal lips. With fascination the young wife stared into the mirror and saw the way her
slender finger pushed aside the thin pink ribbons of flesh, delving deep into the moist
little slit. She found she could make the sensations constantly change and grow by
rubbing here, then there, by fondling the thick full cuntal lips themselves, and best of
all, by slowly circling her finger around and around the outer periphery of her erect
little clitoris.
"Aaaaaahhhhh... ooooohhhhhh," she moaned as she pushed gently right on the center
of the hot little bud. It was almost as if there were an energy center there shooting high
voltage shocks through her helpless body. For several wonderful minutes the
pleasurably-engaged young blonde fondled and played with the aching flesh up between
her thighs, her long shapely legs stretched out in front of the chair, slightly opened.
But she knew what she liked best was to have her cunt penetrated, and so, hesitantly at
first, she passed her questing middle fingertip over the softly petaled opening of her
vagina, looking down as she did so that she could actually see it push aside the tight
muscular opening and slip a little way up inside her cunt. From the first, she knew that
one finger would not be sufficient... experience over the past few weeks with her
masturbation had taught her that... so she put two fingers together and shoved them far
up between her widespread legs. They went in easily, she was so aroused and wet up
there, and the panting blonde started sawing them in and out, finding that she got
additional excitement from the obscene wet sucking sound they made as they slid up as
far as they could into her swollen desire-crazed vagina. Unfortunately that was not far
enough. Compared to the way her husband's huge penis had stabbed up nearly to her
womb, Alice's fingers were plainly inadequate... but at least... she knew that there was
no danger of their cumming prematurely!
Alice's head was lying back against the top of the dressing table chair, her eyes half
closed while she savored the growing ecstasy in her cunt, when suddenly she was able
to see from under her long lashes a stealthy movement by the door.
"King!" she called out sharply, stopping her fingers for a moment. "You go back
downstairs!" The big dog had stuck his handsomely marked head around the edge of
the door, wondering what was going on in the bedroom. "Go on out, King!" she
ordered again. Quickly the big head was pulled back around the corner and she could
hear him padding down the hall on the carpet.
As soon as he left, Alice sent her fingers sliding once more in and out of her hungering
pussy, but somehow the dog's intrusion had spoiled the effect. It was like being caught
with your fingers in the cookie jar!
Try as she might, Alice could not get the same burning pleasure from the act as she had
done before. A few minutes ago she had known she was on the way to orgasm, even if
she wasn't in a hurry, but now, her fingers just didn't seem to be doing the job.
Impatiently she inserted a third, but even though it made a thicker mass going up into
her more and more disinterested cunt, at the same time she was not able to get them in
so deep.
"Oh, I want... I want so to be fucked," she moaned aloud. Was she to be frustrated yet
another time? Jesus, she hoped not. Her belly screamed for release even if her fingers
were not able to provide it. Determined, now that she had made up her mind to handle
her own sexual problems, the young blonde got up from her chair grim-faced and
walked nakedly into the adjoining bathroom, heavy taut breasts swaying sensually from
her purposeful stride. Opening the vanity cupboard drawer, she rummaged around
inside for a moment, frowning in concentration and obviously trying to make a
decision, then straightening up with a white plastic object in her hand. She had bought
the battery operated vibrator to be used as a muscle relaxor but she knew that it could
be also used as a substitute penis. Excitedly, she picked up the mechanical substitute
lover and never let her mind dwell for too long on the lewd thing she was about to do.
All this time King was watching his mistress through the door, although he was
keeping obediently out of her bedroom. He had made a trip down to the far end of the
hall and found that the door to Sally's room was still locked and no sounds could be
detected from within so he had come back to his mistress.
The sight of her naked loveliness plus the rich odors of obvious feminine arousal that
permeated the air around her, rising in almost visible waves from her thoroughly
soaked vagina, were beginning to have a predictable effect on the oddly trained animal.
He had had that one experience with Sally but instead of satisfying the big dog, this
had made his hunger for human women burn all the more furiously. He had been so
used to having relations with his former mistress at all hours of the day and night until
her angry husband had caught them in the act. But something warned him into being a
little more cautious. He could sense somehow, how different his new mistress was from
his former completely amoral mistress and from her friend sleeping down the hall.
Still, his eyes followed her eagerly as she walked back into the bedroom, holding the
thick white plastic object in front of her. The dog stole to the bedroom doorway and
peeked around just in time to see Alice sit down once again in the chair in the same
position as before.
The beautiful naked blonde sat lost in deep thought for a moment, her legs lewdly
parted to expose her blonde-fringed pinkness below. Her fingers grasped the vibrator
tightly as she slowly began to realize what an obscene thing she was doing. And
besides, it was a full foot long and might hurt her. But oh God, what the hell, she
moaned to herself and positioned the white plastic instrument right up against the
entrance of her moistly seeping vagina. Without giving herself anymore chance to
think, she switched on the button and the machine started humming, and she shoved,
forcing the smooth white vibrator tip a short way up inside, gasping a little at its
moving buzzing entry. Then she slowly began to rotate the hard blunt instrument
around and around, working it up into her steaming pussy like a screw, bending
forward in fascination to watch it disappear inch by inch into the tight, wet, little
opening.
"Yes... oh... yesssss... yessss," she gasped aloud as she felt her cunt gratefully accepting
the strange impalement, a powerful tremor running through her loins. Finally about
half of the long thick vibrator was sunk up inside just enough of the thick shaft sticking
out to provide a good grip. Wrapping her fingers around the lewd protuberance, the
blonde young wife began experimentally moving the vibrator in and out between her
blonde-rimmed pussy lips, just a little at a time, her eyes big and dreamy as she ground
into her cunt with this obscene tool.
Bit by bit the trembling young woman was able to discover that if she moved the
vibrator certain ways she was able to experience strange tremors of pleasure that she
had never before even imagined existed. Oh God, she thought, this was only something
she could tell Jon, then perhaps he would be able to do that same thing with his hot,
throbbing, living cock... but no, if he ever tried anything like that he would cum in one
second instead of his usual two!
Alice felt as if she were grasping a handle to her insides. Twisting the vibrator in a
rotary motion, she was able to press its bulbous tip up against the sensitive opening to
her womb, deep inside, causing sharp and almost painful bolts of ecstasy to make her
belly quiver. When she had aroused herself to a state bordering on blind madness with
this technique, the gasping young wife decided it was time to sprint for the ultimate
goal... "the big O"... orgasm. Pulling the vibrator out almost its full length, the hard,
brightly-colored surface slippery with her warm vaginal secretions, she suddenly
rammed it far up inside, almost as far as it would go, almost as if she were trying to fill
her entire lower body.
For an instant it looked as if the lewdly splayed young woman had broken something
inside as her eyes opened wide in surprise and her abdominal muscles tightened in
shock, her long silky legs jerking out stiff and trembling as her asscheeks clenched. For
almost a full ten seconds, the beautiful young blonde hung motionless on the edge of
the chair, her fingers shoved right up to the mouth of her vagina, the thick white
vibrator nearly vanished inside. Then she moaned deliriously, her body coming to life,
tortured almost beyond endurance by that hard invading presence buried so far up
inside her tender belly.
"Assuuuuuggggghhhhhh," she groaned.
Immediately her fingers jerked the blunt vibrator out half its length and then rammed it
back in again. She built-up an uneven tempo, jerking the white spear out, holding it
there a moment as her body prepared for the onslaught, screaming in lewd desire, and
then with a heavy thrust she would bury it up inside Her wetly quivering cunt. Slowly
the tempo increased until the substitute penis was a flashing steak of white reflections
drumming in and out of the sobbing, gasping young woman's sucking cuntal depths.
Alice's head was twisting wildly back and forth against the back of the chair in passion,
her eyes shut, long blonde hair whipping across her flushed features. Farther and
farther her legs fell open until they were a great vee splaying out wide in front of the
chair. With wonderful certainty the panting, young wife knew her orgasm was almost
there, could feel its awesome potential building, building far up inside her throbbing
belly. Drawing in a choked breath, Alice shifted her grip on the obscene substitute
penis that was to bring her to completion, ready to push herself over the edge with one
last series of hard passionate thrusts, eyes still tightly closed. Then her whole body went
rigid with shock and fear as she felt the unmistakable touch of something damp and
cold against the inside of her knee, accompanied by a warm breath.
Alice's eyes flew open in terror, so certain was she that she had been caught in her
shameless act, the vibrator still buried obscenely deep up in her pussy, its ridged length
protruding back out by itself as the frightened young woman's hands flew out to grip
the arms of the chair.
"King," she blurted out in a mixture of anger and relief. While her eyes had been closed
the big animal had crept unseen up between her widespread thighs, driven past the
point of caution as he saw his lovely naked mistress so obviously thrusting something
into herself, the maddening, exhilarating smell of her passion filling the room with a
heady aroma the lusty dog had come to know so well.
"King!" Alice called out again, more sharply this time, at the same moment trying to
struggle more upright in the chair, but the vibrator buried deep in her cunt plus the
dog's presence between her awkwardly splayed thighs made it difficult to maneuver.
Taking one hand from the arms of the chair to clutch desperately at the impaling
vibrator between her legs, only made the struggling young woman loose her balance,
and she fell back heavily in the chair.
"King... get out of here... right now... come on King!" she ordered a second time.
But King only whined eagerly between his mistress' spread white legs, too near her
passion-drenched cunt to force himself away now. While Alice lay back in the chair
struggling for balance, the titillated German shepherd could not resist moving his head
forward until it was only inches away from the lust-arousing loins before him, so that
he could sense the heat emanating from the widespread pink slit. Automatically his
long tongue shot out to drink in those juices, stabbing into the soft pink flesh just
above the visible stump of the vibrator, then working down underneath toward the little
pucker of her anus.
The effect on Alice was as if she had touched a live wire. She stiffened in amazement,
her desire to get up temporarily driven from her mind by that hot, wet, living piece of
flesh sliding over her nakedly displayed loins. Looking down in wonder, stunned at the
intensity of her body's reaction to the pet's lewd tonguing, the young woman could
only stare as the big animal did his best to lick over and around the vibrator still
imbedded in the depths he so desired to invade. Gently King opened his mouth wider
and firmly took the hard shaft between his teeth, pulling and tugging as the glistening
white shaft slid slowly and excruciatingly out of Alice's trembling loins.
"Aaaaaauuuunnnngggghhhhhhhh," Alice moaned as her already aroused body spasmed
from the slow withdrawal. Her intention of once again ordering the German shepherd
away blew up like a puff of smoke, as her tortured mind temporarily stopped
functioning.
"No... no... King... don't..." she whispered weakly as the vibrator fell to the floor still
buzzing slightly. The paralyzed young blonde watched the huge furry head poise once
more over her suddenly emptied cunt, wanting to stop that impending obscenity but
helpless to move or cry out.
"Eeeeeoooooiiiiiiwwwwww," she sobbed, her back arching in shock as once again the
long thick tongue shot out, this time to bury itself up inside her soft vaginal opening,
seeming to send a million tiny fire-tipped needles shooting through her vulnerable
body. Before she could recover her control, the darting pink tongue flickered over her
shuddering loins again and again, taking the breath from her lungs.
"No... this is impossible... what's happening, dear God... no..." she gasped out, unable
to do more than writhe helplessly in the chair, her fingers digging into the upholstered
arms. Could this actually be happening to her? Was her own dog actually licking and
slavering at her nakedly offered loins or was it all part of some shameful dream? Again
and again her conscience told her to sit up in the chair and push the dog away, but her
treacherous body refused to obey. No, no, no, this wasn't right, her mind screamed out,
this was depraved, unnatural! But then she remembered the obscene act she had been
performing only moments before, the very nadir of depravity as she fucked the vibrator
in and out of her shameless cunt. How could this be so much worse? Was it because
the animal was alive and his big yellow-flecked brown eyes were looking up at her even
as his tongue buried itself up into her spasming vagina?
By the time all these thoughts had begun to sort themselves out in the moaning young
wife's mind, it was too late. That curling, dipping, thrusting tongue now had complete
control over her pitifully cringing body, lapping molten fire into her pussy with each
loving stroke. Why fight it, she thought finally. Only a short time ago, she had made
the decision to do something about her deprived sex life, short of sex with another man,
and maybe this was the answer. At least King would never be able to inform on her.
"Oh King," she heard her voice moan. "Do it to me... lick me... lick my cunt with your
tongue... oh lick it... lick it..." The last of her resistance gone, Alice's hips started 
a slow grinding up toward the dog's pleasure-giving tongue, thrusting her steaming cunt
lewdly forward, her heels digging into the carpet beneath to give her more leverage.
Out and in, in and out, wetly flashed that long thick dog's tongue, starting down at
Alice's tiny little anus, gliding hotly over the quivering mouth of her vagina, splaying
aside her fever-pink cunt lips, slicing through the soft, moist flesh to finally rasp
maddeningly across her achingly erect clitoris. On and on, again and again, King licked
tirelessly, happily at the soft hair-fringed treasures spread so defenselessly before him,
savoring the hot musky taste and odors, trying to slip his hungry tongue as far up into
his mistress' fluttering pussy-mouth as it would go. The handsome beast was happy,
happy that he would be able to know his beloved new mistress in the same way as he
had with his old one and the other lovely brunette down the hall.
Alice seemed to have gone crazy above the lapping animal. Continuous choking groans
of abandoned pleasure streamed from her half-parted lips, and her buttocks churned
wildly on the chair, lashed into a frenzy by the long tongue slicing deep into her most
secret intimate parts. Flailing, thrashing, and moaning, the completely lust-crazed
woman twisted beneath her animal lover in complete acceptance, welcoming his long
pink tongue into her innermost depths, totally lost in the ecstasy which had drowned
her long years of inhibited deprivation.
"King... King... King... King..." she chanted each moaning utterance coinciding with a
burning swipe of King's incredible tongue. She knew she was going to cum, that
nothing could hold it back now. A throbbing force had taken possession of her belly,
just waiting for the moment when it would sweep over her entire body, making her a
helpless victim, pulled along by her captor's passion. The gasping young wife's eyes
slowly opened to stare unseeingly up at the ceiling, a faint terror lurking in their deep
blue depths, some ancient instinctual hidden monster that would emerge from her
distant past to turn her into a quivering mass of helplessly reacting female flesh.
Growing relentlessly, this irresistible force inside the trembling young blonde stretched
itself thin for a moment, seeming to fill her belly with a shuddering tension that would
have to burst or split wide open.
Then suddenly, seemingly without warning, the orgasm that had eluded the desperate
young wife twice already today exploded through her like fourth of July firecrackers,
searing her insides with white-hot bolts of pure sexual energy. A long low wailing moan
hissed from between her clenched teeth and her screaming loins thrust upward one last
time as her legs held her whole body rigid in an attitude of shuddering tension. She
didn't move beyond that, just held there, the cords in her slender neck standing out
sharply through her translucent white skin while the incredible explosion went on deep
up inside her spasming body. It was an endless moment for the climaxing young
blonde, without time or spacial reference, just going on and on in a kind of silent
explosion that swept away the accumulated frustration of months of unsatisfying sex.
Finally it was over. Alice's whole body went limp as if someone had punched her, and
she slid out of the chair to collapse in a gasping heap in front of the surprised King.
The handsome German shepherd reached down to try and continue his eager licking of
his mistress' sweet-tasting cunt but she slumped forward a little, unconsciously hiding
her treasures from the disappointed dog.
"Oh King... it was wonderful... just wonderful," she breathed to the dog. It was over for
her now. She had what she had wanted for so long... complete and total release. Alice
marveled at the strange way her body felt, limp yet weightless, tingling yet relaxed. It
was almost as if it were a new body, one she had never known before, newborn,
cleansed of the twisting tensions that her frustrated sex-life had let distort.
Resting part of her weight on the dog's powerful furry neck, the still trembling young
wife got unsteadily to her feet and wobbled out to the hall and down the stairs to the
living room. She walked over to the bar and took out a bottle of brandy and a glass. She
knew she was going to need a good stiff drink before her mind started clicking into gear
once again. Alice poured two ounces of the amber liquid into the glass and drank it
straight down without a breath, choking and coughing for a moment as the alcohol
seemed to carve its own trail down her throat.
Happily, the young blonde felt a soothing warmth seep through her veins, and by the
time she had finished a second drink with her coffee, her insistently clamoring thoughts
had slowed to a dignified quiet flow. Fortunately for her peace of mind, the young
woman's absorption with calming herself had kept her from seeing the unhappy King
standing close behind her, staring up in despairing need as his huge scarlet penis slid
disappointedly back up inside the furry sheath beneath his obvious response to her own
preceding arousal, would probably have been too much for the young blonde to take!
As it was, there was enough to think about. Not forcing her thoughts, the lovely young
blonde remembered with a start that she had a house guest and that she was nakedly
drinking coffee and brandy in her living room. What would Sally think? Quietly she
went back in the bedroom to sit on the edge of the bed, chin resting thoughtfully on
the palm of one hand. Alice knew she should be wracked with guilt, but curiously,
there was only a vague feeling of wonderment. Each time her conscience started to
attack, it was quickly put down by the memory of the unbelievable orgasm that had
swept over her grateful body only minutes before. And the musing young woman was
fully aware that the orgasm owed its special nature to King's wonderful tongue; of that
she was certain.
As far as her mind was concerned, it was fine... everything was wonderful... she had
now had her orgasm... why question the source? Her need would always be there, and
now that she knew of her pet's willingness to well, lick her cunt... why not make use of
it? It wasn't as if she were being unfaithful to her husband, although some little voice in
the back of her head kept trying to warn her that it just wasn't natural. It was not quite
right to have sexual contact with a dog!
But then another voice said: What harm could it possibly do? No one would ever know,
and maybe it would keep her with Jon. Why this very morning she had almost decided
to leave him. She was getting nothing but heartache and frustration from the union.
Suddenly the young blonde's jaw set determinedly. One thing was for sure! She'd do
almost anything to have more orgasms like the one King had licked into her, and if that
was she only way she could cum... then she'd do it... again and again.
Looking fondly down at her dog, the satisfied young wife felt a sudden rush of love for
the big dog come over her. How could the dog's natural reactions to her need be
wrong, she asked herself. After all, Jon had brought the dog here so she would be
protected and if she got a few extra benefits out of the arrangement, so what? All she
knew was that she felt wonderful!
"Oh, King," she cried out, slipping down from the bed to cradle the dog's handsome
head to her still naked breasts. King naturally started to lick the proud soft mounds, but
Alice pushed him away. "No... no King," she said. "That's it for today... no more,
doggy... Never considering in her innocence that the dog might have needs of his own.


Chapter 5

Remembering that she had a house guest, Alice pulled herself out of her reverie and the
naked young woman walked towards the bathroom and took a relaxing, cleansing bath,
feeling better than she had in months. Finally dressed she went downstairs and put on a
fresh pot of coffee for Sally.
"Good morning."
"Hi, Sally, did you sleep all right?"
"Like the dead... I haven't had a night's sleep like that in years... it's so quiet around
here I can hardly believe it. I'm used to sleeping in a noisy apartment right downtown."
Alice smiled. "Well out here in the suburbs you won't have that to worry about. What
do you feel like doing today?"
"Frankly, nothing! I'm just enjoying jumping off the treadmill for a few days. Is that all
right with you?"
"Sally, anything you want to do is perfectly okay with me. I don't have anything
planned. Oh, there is one thing. This morning I have to get my hair cut and set. I've
already changed the appointment twice so I'd better keep it. Do you want to come
downtown with me?"
"No, I'll wait for you here. I'll just hang around and read or something," the glamorous
brunette said, suddenly seeing the flash of fur go by the back door. It'll probably be
more like or something, she thought to herself.
"Alright, then, I'll try and get Maurice to hurry up today. Sometimes he gets carried
away with his hair creations and you have to wait for hours. I shouldn't be more than
two though," she told her friend.
"Well, whatever, I'll be perfectly happy here. I'm here for a rest... maybe I won't even
get dressed today."
"You go ahead and be laid back as you want, I'll see you later... bye."
"Bye, Alice... see you later."
Well, this is an unexpected treat, the young depraved brunette thought. I'll have some
more time with that luscious hunk of dog I discovered yesterday. A couple of minutes
later the sex-obsessed young woman was at the back door. The first thing she spotted
was King, who saw her at the same time. In a flash the big dog was up on his feet
galloping over to the door. The big dog could see that the young house guest had on
only a robe, partly open down the front so that part of the lush naked body underneath
showed through. He stood on his hind legs and began to excitedly lick Sally's hands
which she obligingly held down to him.
"Hello big dog... want to come in and play?" she asked. Feeling a little silly talking to
the dumb animal, the sexy brunette starting walking into the hall and up the stairs. The
temptation, silly or not, was too great and a moment later she was leading the gaily
romping King down the hall to the guest room.
Once she had the big animal inside her bedroom, the beautiful brunette closed the
curtains. It was a warm day so she left the windows open for a little fresh air.
"Alright, you big hunk," she said, turning towards the huge dog. "Let's get down to it."
Already Sally could feel little tremors in her belly at the exciting thought of what she
and the eager German shepherd were going to do. Feverishly the excited woman began
pulling at her robe, wanting to strip away all the barriers between her waiting flesh and
her canine companion's impressive array of equipment. Somehow it added to the young
woman's excitement to see how avidly King watched her body slowly bare itself before
him. The big dog stood as if he were on parade, his whole body alert and upright, his
pointed ears cocked forward.
Finally, standing in all her naked splendor like some marble goddess from days of old,
Sally called out softly to King. "Come on, King... come over here to Sally."
King hardly needed the invitation. Quickly the big dog loped over to her, his cold wet
nose running quickly over the lovely naked form before him, searching out all her
proud curves and secret hollows. Then he stood back, as if to ask, When are you going
to lie down?
Sally felt a hot flush of lust run through her seeing the question in the dog's eyes,
knowing that she was desired by a dog. The totally obscene knowledge that a dog
wanted to fuck her!
"Come on boy, we're going to play a new game today."
With that the lovely young brunette slowly spread apart her legs, still standing, and at
the same time thrust her hips forward so that her darkly furred loins loomed invitingly
right in front of the animal's waiting muzzle. Holding her breath, Sally watched that
massive head reach out tentatively towards her lusting dog-desiring cunt. She flinched a
little and shivers rippled up and down her thighs as once again she knew the tantalizing
touch of cool nose against her naked flesh, stirring her close-curled pubic hair.
Then, just as she had hoped, the long hot animal tongue snaked from King's mouth
and splayed wetly over her trembling pussy-lips.
"Uuuuuuuuuhhhhhhmmmmmmm," Sally moaned through half-parted teeth as darting
hot sparks of desire seemed to ricochet up from between her legs. Almost at once her
swollen little nipples started to harden in response to the maddening wet caress below.
Moving her hands slowly up along her sides, the gasping woman cupped them under
her quivering breast, massaging the stiffening tips into pebble hardness as King began
to lick in earnest at her cunt below.
"Jesus... why didn't I discover dogs before?" Sally moaned. "I've fucked everything else...
and this is the absolute end... aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh." Breathing harder now, the
panting woman worked her legs open a little wide, doing all she could to open her
twitching cunt more to the lapping dog's driving hot tongue, wanting it to delve deeper
and deeper up into her naked pussy-flesh. King obligingly did his best to help, turning
his head to one side so that he could lick right up into the partially hidden vagina
above, her wet pink cuntal lips parting lewdly before his determined onslaught.
Looking down in hard-breathing fascination, Sally watched the saliva-covered tongue
push it hot way through the tender hair-fringed folds of her pussy, searing far up inside
before finally slithering back out and up, with a nerve-tingling lick, over her sensitively
trembling little clitoris. Then reached out to start its lewd progress all over again from
far back between her shuddering thighs, extending almost all the way back to her anus
as it began again its maddening trip.
The lovely young brunette stood in full naked abandon before the huge canine beast
crouching up between her widespread legs, looking more than ever like a pagan
goddess. Gradually her body began to rotate above the waist in a slow sensual
movement, her hands still gliding in voluptuous circles over her passion-swollen breasts
while her head twisted slowly from side to side so that her thick dark luxurious mane of
hair shifted sensuously from one pale shoulder to the other.
"Oh, King... you wonderful animal... you're too much... almost too much for me... I'm
going crazeeeeee." This was almost more than the young brunette could stand. It was
twice as erotic as the previous day. It was the most wonderful tonguing imaginable.
God, the feelings were so incredible! Already her legs were trembling so badly she
wondered how long she would be able to remain standing. A long time, she hoped,
because she wanted this sweet torture to go on forever, or at least until she came, which
sure as hell was going to happen soon. If there were only some way to prolong this
ecstasy.
Each shattering swipe of King's expert raspy tongue was opening up her cunt more and
more, so far in fact that the slavering animal was able to thrust his curling tongue-tip
direct up into the hot wet little passage. This new assault almost brought Sally up on
the top of her toes as she felt the dog burrow into her sensitive inner surfaces. Moaning
incoherently, the agonized woman reached down to take the dog by the ears in an effort
to pull his lust-inciting tongue even deeper into her quaking cunt. Gasping as she
leaned forward, the maddened woman saw that King's great cock was already beginning
to emerge from inside his loins, swollen into fully aroused hardness, teased into life by
the wild stimulation of licking a naked passionate young woman. A great happiness
swept over the love-starved dog and for the moment his frustration with his mistress
was forgotten.
Sally stood above him, frozen into immobility for a moment despite the frenzied
working of King's tongue between her thighs, staring at the great scarlet spear of dog
flesh. She knew that in a few minutes she could once again have that massive member
sunk to the hilt up in her hungry cunt, just as soon as she came under the wild lickings
of his talented tongue. This was the way it had been before and that was the way it
could be today. But there was a streak of perverse adventurousness in her quick mind.
Yes, it could be different this time. Just a little different.
Below her, King stopped his mad licking, sensing the change in the young woman's
mood and looked up questioningly. Never taking her eyes from that glistening penis
beneath his furry belly, now over half-exposed, Sally pushed his big head away from her
warmly seeping loins and began to lower herself to her knees next to the German
shepherd. King whined unhappily, not wanting to be deprived of the exotic taste of the
intoxicating perfumes that poured in such bountiful quantity from that tender warm slit
up between those silky human thighs, but Sally began to speak softly to him.
"Lie down, King... lie down, boy."
This was the command that Alice, his mistress, would give the big dog when he was
romping around too vigorously, and at first he thought he was being reprimanded.
Whimpering unhappily, he dropped his head sadly and his penis retracted back up into
his belly, apparently wilted by the new development. He was then deciding that he
didn't like humans so much after all! At first horrified by the sudden disappearance of
this vital appendage, Sally realized at once what was bothering the big animal and
began to speak more encouragingly.
"King... lie down... it's okay... come on... good dog, lie down here... come on boy."
Gently the naked young brunette pushed King down, still murmuring soothingly,
"Good dog... good dog."
Finally the big German shepherd was lying full' length on the rug, his head half-hidden
between his paws, still not sure whether he was being reprimanded or not. Sally
couldn't keep from laughing a little at the child-like expression on the big dog's face as
he looked up at her with big golden eyes full of hope. Dropping lithely down onto the
carpet herself, Sally squirmed around until her hips and loins were positioned right next
to the dog's head, her own face down by his hind quarters. The next part was going to
be the hardest, she thought. If only he could understand what she wanted...
"Roll over, King, now... roll over," the naked young beauty urged. At the same moment
she gave a little shove with her hands and sure enough, he rolled over on his back, his
hairy penis-sheath prominently displayed. Drawing one leg up, bent at the knee, so that
her thighs once again open to bare her still-throbbing pussy between, the adventurous
young divorcee wiggled her lush hips in close to King's muzzle as he lay facing her,
almost pressing her cunt into the dog's questioning face.
"Okay King... do it... lick me... lick my cunt... oh King... lick me 'til I cum..." That was
all the encouragement King needed. Once again that massive head buried itself deep up
between his beautiful human friend's lewdly parted legs so that his tongue might lap at
the warm secretions flowing so freely from her pouting cunt. As the first lick seared
into her loins, Sally found herself paralyzed from the sheer ecstasy of it unable for
several minutes to move or even think coherently as the well-remembered flood of
sensual bliss drew tight every single nerve ending. Then she remembered what she
wanted to do and looked down hungrily towards the now shrunken sheath that hid
King's temporarily dormant doggy penis. Yes, the gasping woman thought as her hips
jerked uncontrollably under the dog's eager lingual caresses, she wanted to bring that
giant scarlet shaft in all its obscene lustful hardness out of hiding. She wanted to make
the animal cum with her own hands, to draw the hot sperm up form those hairy balls
to jet lewdly out from the pointed tip.
The depraved nature of the young divorcee's desires only added another perverse thrill
to the others already chasing through her shamelessly positioned body as again and
again her animal companion lapped hungrily over and through her aching pussy
mound, his scorching tongue digging wetly between her vaginal lips like a knife
through hot butter. Gasping, Sally slid one of her hands up over King's hairy belly,
gliding it sensuously deep down into the softness of the dog's loins, letting it wander
over the thin velvety skin before finally her questing fingers moved to the lewd bulge of
the animal's hairy penis sheath, squeezing firmly at the potential hardness inside.
King whined loudly under his part-time mistress' hot stimulating touch, feeling his
penis jerking uncontrollably deep up within his own belly. Sensing the dog's reaction,
the increasingly inciteful brunette lay on her side, so that both arms were free of her
weight, and moved a second hand up to join the first, using them together to press and
knead at the hairy protuberance. With a feeling of lust-filled triumph the shameless
divorcee could feel the hidden shaft inside begin to stir and grow, and she waited
breathlessly, hoping for the appearance of that excitingly pointed tip. Impatiently, Sally
reached back with one hand towards her canine lover's flaccid testicles and scratched
lightly with her nails over its sensitive surface, bringing another sharp howl from the
surprised and pleased King.
This was a totally new and unexpected turn of events for the big animal. So far his
whole sexual repertoire with human females had been solely to lick their cunts or to
ram his aroused penis up into the tender little mating hole that nestled so high up
between their lovely thighs. But now he liked what this beautiful house guest was doing
to him. He could continue to savor the warm rich juices gushing from her tender naked
pinkness while at the same time he bathed in the pleasure himself. Eagerly the happy
animal continued to lick at the pungent pussy-flesh throbbing so hotly under his
lashing tongue, spurred on by the new stirring in his powerful loins. This renewed
attack on her private parts registered on every one of Sally's screaming nerves but never
once did she slacken her obscenely methodical massaging of King's loins.
As her fingers continued the gentle caressing, she could feel a strong surging inside the
soft-furred covering and knew it would be only a few seconds before she saw the first
scarlet evidence of the dog's arousal.
Oh here it comes... oh yes... the young woman thought to herself, her breath catching
in her throat, here it comes. Suddenly, the dog penis she has so busily been bringing to
life shot out with a smooth wet rush, glistening brightly in the light. Despite all her
sexual experience, the staring Sally couldn't help watching in wide-eyed fascination as
the throbbing organ grew and grew under her still working fingers until it had reached
the mammoth proportions she knew so well. Moving her fingers slowly down from the
hairy sheath, she placed them around the naked shaft itself, finding it wet and slippery
to the touch, the scarlet flesh lubricated with its own juices. With a look of totally
obscene fascination the raggedly breathing brunette seized the throbbing member
directly and began sliding her hands slowly up and down its burning length. Another
sharp yelp broke from the dog's throat at this new sensation, but the trembling animal
never once stopped licking at the ever-flowering opening before his snout. His was the
best of two worlds.
Many times in her young lust-filled life, the wanton beauty had engaged in what she
considered the ultimate obscenities but the very depravity of what she was now
indulged in... actively pumping a dog's cock while the dog licked below into her cunt
filled the panting staring woman with wicked feelings of sheer carnal abandon. Her eyes
fastened on the thick beveled organ trapped so tightly between her working fingers as
she rhythmically pulled and jerked, sliding the moist scarlet skin back and forth over
the hot rigid core beneath, wanting to be able to see that hot animal sperm gushing
forth.
What would it be like, she wondered? How much cum did a dog have in those giant
hairy balls? From the quantity of it that had gushed from her own cunt when King had
jetted into her before, she thought there would be plenty. Plenty of boiling hot white
dog's cum!
The salacious questions kept burning in the young woman's lust-crazed brain as she
pumped madly on that huge fleshy animal prick. And when it Finally happened, when
King finally came, she wanted to cum too... wanted to join her bestial lover in one long
wet orgasmic upheaval, both of them writhing together in the guest room joined
together in wonderful unnatural fucking ecstasy!


Chapter 6

Alice walked out of the hairdresser's, happy that for once she had had her hair coiffed
beautifully and in record time. Her hairdresser had a date or something in the city and
was trying to rush through his appointments so Alice had spent about half her normal
waiting time in the salon.
She went over to her car and got in, not able to resist the opportunity of checking
herself once again in the rear view mirror. She looked beautiful and not all of it had to
do with her new hairdo. Some of it in fact was due to her dog.
It was a warm day and Alice removed the light jacket she was wearing before driving
off. She shivered a little as the corduroy jacket brushed lightly over her high-swelling
breasts, immediately bringing the sensitive little nipples half-way erect. She marveled at
how such a simple act could have so much hidden sensuality in it. Yet since this
morning when her dog had taught her just how strongly her body could react to touch
and feel, the happy young blonde had never ceased to marvel at the things that had
happened to her body in that incredibly short space of time.
Feeling her body really becoming aroused she ground her buttocks down in the driver's
seat. Already she could sense the sensual moisture building up inside her cunt, not only
from squeezing her thighs together as she drove but also from the knowledge that
within a few minutes she would be home and perhaps if Sally were upstairs resting or
reading she might be able to steal some time with King. How divine to have that lust
quelling tongue once again slipping deep up into her quivering wetness.
The very thought of the lewd scene she was anticipating with her huge pet began to
spark mad little flecks of unbalanced passion in the young woman's mind, so she drove
as fast as possible, breaking the speed limit even, suddenly anxious to begin her
shameful debauchery.
She was really wildly and damply aroused by the lime she reached home. She drove the
car into the driveway and didn't even bother to put it in the garage and raced into the
house. Hearing no sound downstairs, she guessed that Sally must be taking another
nap. Good, she would be able to have some time with King.
Racing around to the back door she opened it and stood at the door and called.
"King... come on boy... come on... come to mama!"
She remained by the back door, holding it open for several seconds, expecting the dog's
eager entry, but there was no response to her call. Then the lovely freshly-coiffed
blonde went a little way out into the yard and called again.
"King... come here... King, Kiiinnng" No response!
Thoroughly perplexed by now, Alice decided she'd better check the yard and see what
was wrong. To the young woman's surprise she didn't see King anywhere. She even
walked down towards the basement checking to see if he could be down there. Nothing.
Well, what the hell was going on? The dog didn't come and yet the gate was locked.
My God, what if I've lost him? What would I do? Maybe someone stole him. I think I
better check and see if Sally heard anything strange. Maybe she's just reading upstairs,
she won't mind if I disturb her. This is really serious, she thought, a worried frown
wrinkling her beautiful brow.
Obviously distressed about the apparent disappearance and possible theft of her new
pet/lover, Alice ran back into the house, down the hall and up the stairs. Halfway up
the stairs she heard a sharp yipping sound. Things were getting stranger and stranger!
Reaching the top of the stairs now and rapidly walking down the hall to the door of the
guest room, Alice again heard the sharp yipping sound this time accompanied by a low
moan. Without knocking, the worried young blonde swept open the door and walked
into the room, looking around fiercely, then the young woman froze in shock, her eyes
opening wide as she stared in disbelief at the depraved scene before her.
In the soft light of the room, Alice at first saw only a tangle of gleaming human flesh
and soft brownish fur, but a second glance showed her Sally's naked body lying half on
its side, one leg lewdly bent so that her shamelessly opened pussy was positioned right
over King's dark muzzle, while at the same time the big animal was lying on his back,
his thick scarlet penis trapped tightly between Sally's lewdly pumping fingers, his
tongue, the tongue that had also tasted Alice so recently, lapping greedily up into Sally's
clasping pink cunt!
Alice didn't know how long she stood there, frozen into immobility by shock and
horror. She wanted to move, to step the horrible thing happening right before her eyes
but somehow she just couldn't. It took her confused young mind a long time to dredge
up from its lower depths the reasons for her paralysis, but finally it burst over her in a
wave of shocked understanding.
It was King's penis! Although the willing animal had licked her to orgasm only this
morning, the young wife had never before seen his massive member in its fully aroused
state. Her eyes had been closed as she writhed in ecstasy under the dog's lashing tongue
and it had never even occurred to the innocent young woman that her pet might be as
aroused by their illicit sex-play as she was. But there it was, in front of her now, huge,
glistening, scarlet, ending in an obscenely sharp tapered point; and worst of all... in the
hands of her old college roommate.
This last realization finally snapped the bond that had held Alice still and she called out
sharply, "King!"
To her surprise the big dog did not move, but kept up his wild licking of the pinkly
glistening loins so near his muzzle, not about to give up the tremendous sensations
Sally was stroking into his lust-fired penis with her nimble fingers. It was Sally,
however, who reacted, surprised by the sudden sound of her friend in the guest room.
Twisting her head around but never losing her grip on that huge throbbing cock, the
lovely woman gasped out once, "Alice!" It seemed an effort for her to get the name out.
She was panting explosively, her beautiful fine-boned face transformed by the
passionate licking she was getting from below, her large dark eyes shining like
shadowed stars. Then her head turned back as she obviously let herself slip once again
down into the sensual ecstasy she had been enjoying before her friend's premature
arrival home from the hairdresser.
"Sally, you leave my dog alone," Alice cried out in anguish.
"It's too late," Sally gasped back, "I'm going to cum in a minute."
"No... no... you can't... he's mine... he's my dog... leave him alone."
"Then why don't you treat him better?" Sally asked, turning her head once more to
look at her blonde former roommate. "Even if you don't care about me, what about
King? Don't you want him to cum?" she gasped as the wonderful tongue below stabbed
hotly up into her streaming pussy, and then directed her attention back to the huge
fleshy dog-cock that throbbed between her fingers like some powerful motor.
"What do you mean?" Alice asked in wonder as the full meaning of her obviously more
experienced house guest's last words seeped into her stunned brain. "The dog... cum?"
For some reason it had never occurred to her that Sally might have planned the dog's
own satisfaction also.
"Of course," Sally moaned back. "What do you think I'm doing to his cock, using it as
a handle?" Then Sally didn't want to discuss it any further but just to let the wonderful
flames of passion King's tongue was spearing into her welcoming pussy take over her
whole body while her own hands coaxed the hot cum up out of her bestial lover's hairy
balls. To hell with her friend, she was still the prudey little bitch she was in college!
But the groaning young brunette couldn't possibly have known the consternation her
last words had created in that young prude's overstimulated brain. Bit by bit at first and
then with an overpowering realization Alice knew that her old friend was speaking the
truth. Oh, how selfish she had been with her darling King, she realized. This morning
she had enticed the royal animal to see to only her needs while never imagining he
might have needs of his own. In a way she had been as thoughtless as her own
husband, maybe more, because Jon and she could communicate their needs verbally
while the intelligent animal was alas, dumb. The young beautiful blonde felt a sudden
rush of affection for her old college roommate, believing her to be a slut at times while
right now she was proving something to King that his rightful mistress had been too
thoughtless to even consider.
Not too surprisingly, Alice's slow appreciation of her old friend opened her mind to
other possibilities. The young wife had seldom seen a naked woman before except for
Sally when they had roomed together but certainly not in the lewd and enticing
position before her now. This was quite a different thing from a quick flashing body
before a shower in a college dormitory. Quite, quite different than the panting,
moaning, living reality that writhed on the floor of her guest room, a reality of smell
and sound as well as of soft inviting, naked female flesh.
Since Sally was turned away from her, the young blonde let her eyes linger over the
brunette's lushly formed figure, able to see part of one high-set rounded breasts
silhouetted against the darker background of King's glossy coat. The nipple of that
breast was swollen now, jutting out pinkly, brought to pebble-hardness by the passion
that swept through Sally's body. Such a long slender back, Alice found herself thinking,
a gracefully curved expanse sweeping down from slender shoulders before it swelled out
again into voluptuously flared hips. Somehow it was those hips, the magnificent
buttocks that drew Alice on, the rounded half-moons, slightly pulled apart now by
Sally's thighs widespread, so that King's tongue might find easy access to her quivering
genitals. Periodically Alice could see her dog's long pink tongue splay back between her
friend's milk-white thighs to lick at the farthest recesses of her loins, making the soft
rounded buttocks jerk and shudder in ecstasy.
Unbelievably drawn by the scene, Alice found herself pulling at her clothes, and letting
them drop to the floor, baring her own lovely young body. Somehow it seemed almost
sacrilegious to be dressed here in this room while the two creatures before her remained
locked together in complete rapture. Slowly, then, the full-breasted blonde started
forward.
The first inkling Sally had that her old friend had second thoughts about the scene was
when she felt gentle hands gliding over her back, slowly moving down toward her
spasmodically clenching buttocks. Even so, the panting brunette didn't look back, not
wanting to risk the chance of spoiling whatever magic was happening, for she was sure
it was something magical. The gentleness of the hands promised her that. Too much
was happening now for her to pay all that much attention to any one part of it. Her
loins burned like fire, brought to a peak of painful excitement by King's thrusting
tongue such as she had never known before. At the same time, the great dog's cock in
her hands let its own overpowering pleasure be known to her by the way it jerked and
trembled under her touch. Yes, yes, she could tell that soon it would be spurting its 
hot load out into the room, gushing in obscene fulfillment before them all. And now...
now... those quivering buttocks, low down, near her pleasure-drenched cunt, searching,
searching. Almost unbelievingly Sally felt her supposed prudish ex-roommate's fingers
begin an experimental probing at her ass-hole, teasing around the rubbery little opening
as if they were trying to decide what to do.
"Ooooooooohhhhhh... Jesus..." the eagerly writhing brunette gasped out as she felt a
sudden hard pressure against her anus. Automatically her loins bucked forward away
from the sudden hot sensation that convulsed her already shuddering loins. Could this
actually be happening? Her doubt was immediately banished as that same probing
finger came back once more, this time to push knowingly up inside her hot rectal
depths, just a little way at first as the sphincter muscles instinctively fought the
unnatural penetration. And to think that she came to Alice's strictly for a rest. She'd
actually thought she'd be bored to tears but knew the rest would be good for her!
"Ooooohhhh, Aaalliiiccce... oohh, darling." Sally moaned out as suddenly her whole
lower body seemed immersed in hot all-enveloping sensation. Coupled with King's wild
lickings at her quaking cunt, the finger that now began to worm relentlessly around up
inside her sensitive ass-hole drove Sally to the very edge of orgasmic insanity. The
astounded young woman felt an obviously naked body move close up against her back,
two bare breasts dragging stiffened nipples over her ultra-sensitized flesh. The finger
plunged deeper, bringing another moan from the blissfully tortured woman's chest. She
almost lost herself then, almost slipped down into a world of private delicious ecstasy,
but one last spark of intent in Sally's mind reminded her she still had something to do.
Opening glazed eyes, the moaning woman once again focused all the attention she
could muster on her hands, on the fingers still wrapped around the massively swollen
dog-cock only inches away from her.
Gathering up her last reserve of strength, Sally once again began pummeling the huge
red shaft that jutted up like an obscene Roman candle from the dog's hairy belly below.
Every stroke she made as she slaved over the throbbing organ only seemed to make the
slavering beast who's massive head lay between her own wide-splayed thighs lick all the
harder, digging his thick wet tongue deeper and deeper up into her pleasure-wracked
cunt, filling her with hot darting shafts of delight that seemed to shoot all the way to
the top of her head. Fighting against the seductive paralysis of this unbelievable
stimulation, enhanced now by the searching finger in her rectum, Sally redoubled her
efforts, jerking and pumping at the blood-engorged animal penis in her hands chanting
out strange animal-like sounds as she worked at her obscene task. Staring in fascination
at the scarlet colored member before her, the half lust-crazed young divorcee knew it.
would only be a matter of seconds before it began to spew out its lewd charge. It was
trembling under her fingers, and King's loins were jerking uncontrollably, his upturned
legs kicking out in helpless spasms as his orgasm approached.
One, two, three more powerful tugs at the dog's cock and it was there! Suddenly the
huge penis began to vibrate and the hairy balls below swelled to incredible dimension
and tightness. Sally could actually feel the hot semen rushing madly up the length of
the pulsating member as it sought release. At the same time, the dog's last spasmodic
tongue-thrusts into her own lust-heated cuntal depths seemed to touch off a white hot
sunburst far up inside her spasming belly, joined by a second as Alice behind her thrust
a second punishing finger far up into her crazily throbbing rectum. Before her the
moaning brunette's own orgasm snatched her away to another world, she was able to
see finally the thick white semen jet out in a long hot gush from her dog-lover's
grotesquely swollen cock and arc up into the air to spray back down over her naked
body, covering her belly and loins with obscene sticky lines of cum. Then she was over
the hill.
Alice stared in amazement as she felt the beautiful naked body of her friend suddenly
go rigid and then began to buck and twist in a series of powerful contractions. Hot
slippery fluids gushed back over her hand from Sally's cunt as it began to contract
madly. The young blonde could actually feel her writhing friend's internal muscles
working against the fingers that still disappeared obscenely up into her ass-hole.
"Oh, oh... Alice... I'm... I'm... cccccuuuummmmiiiiiinnnngggggggggg!" Sally gurgled
out once as her stomach muscles sucked sharply in, her buttocks clenching powerfully
together in a series of quick jerks. To the watching Alice it seemed as if something
would have to give, that somehow Sally was going to split in half from the obvious
power of the forces at work deep up inside her spasming belly. For a second the young
blonde felt a moment of jealousy, wishing it could be her who was experiencing this
sexual upheaval, but she pushed the thought away quickly and drove her fingers as far
up inside Sally's soft rubbery rectal depths as she could, the knowledge that she was
adding to her friend's passion causing strange little tremors of arousal to turn through
her own loins.
On and on it went, the scarlet penis spurting under Sally's spasmodically clenching
fingers, the big dog whining and yelping, his head trapped between Sally's twitching
thighs, and Alice holding on for dear life behind. Finally King lay quiet, his penis
slowly beginning to shrivel back up into his belly. Sally gave one last shudder and
collapsed back gasping against Alice, obviously exhausted. The young blonde pulled her
fingers out of Sally's anus, marveling at the slight popping sound they made, as they
withdrew. For long moments there was no sound in the room but Sally's labored
breathing, then King struggled to turn over and got shakily to his feet. The big dog
looked down at the naked women still sprawled on the floor and then walked over to
the corner and lay down contentedly. A moment later, Sally too, moved turning her
body so that now she was facing Alice, who blushed as she met the other woman's eyes.
"I... I'm sorry... I'm not sure what came over me..." Alice started to apologize but 
Sally immediately interrupted.
'Don't apologize... sometimes things have to happen... what you did was a very
spontaneous loving thing..." Neither said anymore for a while but both were lost in
their thoughts. They were now lying so that their heads lay at opposite ends, their
bodies parallel, both of the women on their sides facing one another, head to toe, but
not so close that they couldn't see one another's faces. Sally slowly looked her old friend
up and down. She had always known that Alice had a pretty good body, but now faced
with the naked reality of it she was stunned. In college she had always been, so modest,
always donning bathrobes etc. anything to try and hide herself.
But now... seeing her again... Damn, she thought to herself, what a really beautiful
tender young woman! Because of the positions they were both lying in, just opposite
her face was the silky golden triangle of the blonde's pussy hair. Sally couldn't make
out much more than that because Alice had her thighs locked firmly together, obviously
slightly nervous about being naked in front of someone else, but not knowing what to
do about it, particularly in view of what had just happened between them.
"Sorry about spiriting away your dog... but you did tell me to help myself to anything
around here," Sally joked.
Alice chuckled, the ice broken. "That's okay..."
"When did you discover that your new dog had hidden talents?"
"Why just this morning... he came in... when I was... well, he came in... and started
licking me."
"My dear Alice... I always thought you were such a little prude at school... nice... but
prudey... I must say... I'm absolutely delighted that you are discovering your sexuality."
"It's kind of a matter of necessity, I mean... I didn't start this because I'm such a
hedonist or anything... it's just that..."
"Oh, I get it... little Jon's not so hot in the sack, huh? Doesn't he ever fuck you? He
must be crazy if he doesn't. Most men would give their right arms to be married to
someone like you. You do know you're very beautiful, don't you, darling?" As Sally said
these last words one of her hands reached out and began gently caressing her young
friend's breasts moving slowly from one to the other of the perfect pink-tipped mounds,
never fast or hard, but just gently gliding.
Alice automatically sucked in her breath at the first feather-like sensations Sally's gentle
fingers stroked into her voluptuously naked flesh. For an instant Alice almost pulled
away, but somehow that seemed silly after what she had done to Sally only short
minutes ago. And besides, it felt... it felt... wonderful Not wanting to think too much
about what was happening, the young blonde blurted out an answer to Sally's last
question, wanting to have something to occupy her alarmed mind for the moment, even
though she didn't like talking to anyone about her personal problems with Jon.
"No..." she gasped, her voice rather labored, "He does make love... it's just that... he
can't... he can't do it for very long."
"Oh, one of those selfish fuckers, huh?"
"Not... exactly." Alice answered, forgetting for the moment that the exploring hand at
her breast was becoming bolder. "I don't think he can help it, really."
"You mean he can't hold back, cums prematurely?" Alice nodded bashfully, and Sally
went on. "So this morning you had a bad scene with Jon and discovered that you had a
dog who could fuck you better."
"Fuck me?" the young blonde's eyes flew open in amazement. "You mean he does that
too?" For a second Sally thought she was kidding but the surprise in Alice's long-lashed
blue eyes was too genuine.
"Of course. What do you think I did yesterday afternoon while you were out? This
beast is the best fuck I've ever had in my life and believe me I've tried them all. You
mean to tell me you didn't fuck with him this morning?"
"No," the young blonde answered in horrified'" wonderment. Her head spinning
dizzily, she couldn't keep from her mind the obscene image of Sally's hands wrapped
around King's huge scarlet penis, the penis she had seen for the first time today.
Suddenly she was acutely aware of her friend's fingers on her breasts, playing, stroking,
loving and coupled with the totally obscene mental picture of what it must look like
when King was fucking her undeniably beautiful friend, a sudden hot flood of passion
was triggered into full flame within the young woman's trembling body. She looked up
into Sally's eyes, eyes that had now assumed an almost hypnotic intensity.
"We're going to have to rectify that," Sally said quietly. "We're going to have to see that
King fucks you."
The brunette was beginning to experience the full surge of advanced lust as she looked
at the beautiful naked body of the young innocent wife lying next to her, her palm
tingling with the lush feel of those taut firm young breasts, feeling the little coral-hued
nipples spring out against her fingertips. Once again she looked over at the golden
triangle so near her face, wondering what tender moist treasures must lie up between
the tightly clenched thighs. "You do want King to fuck you, don't you? You do want
that big dog's cock rammed up into your cunt?"
Alice felt her breath coming faster and faster despite herself. What was her friend
suggesting to her? Her thoughts floundered for a moment, twisted by the now fabulous
sensations from her breasts as Sally's stroking grew bolder. "Oh... I... I just couldn't...
he's too big... oh... no..." From the faltering way she answered Sally knew that she had
won. Alice, too, wanted to be fucked by the dog.
And Sally... she too wanted to fuck Alice... how she desired that lush young body. How
she wanted to get to really know this fabulously ripe body, revel in seeing the young
blonde turn into a raving animal instead of the shy young prude she had roomed with
at college.
"You just have to be ready for a cock as big as King's, but don't worry, I'll help. I'll lick
your cunt until you're ready for anything."
"L... lick my..." Alice gasped out. My God, what was happening?
"Yes, sweetheart, lick your juicy cunt. Can you imagine how good that'll feel?"
Not waiting for a response, Sally slid her hand away from her friend's breast, letting it
trace a hot trail down over the blonde woman's already trembling young belly to come
at last to an agitated rest among her crisp golden cunt curls.
"Come on, Alice," Sally murmured seductively, "open your thighs so I can see your
cunt. Just bend your top leg a little." Not hesitating for a moment the lust-driven
brunette let her hand work lower to slide between the firm young thighs so close, and
with a little upwards pressure she helped the confused young Alice to open the path to
her genital treasures. Sally almost gasped aloud as suddenly she saw the tender pink
vaginal lips bared to her hungry gaze, framed in their gilded setting. Eagerly her head
moved forward, intent on the promised feast.
"Oh, Sally, we mustn't," Alice moaned, but she hardly knew what she was saying. All
the time her mind was focused on the incredible image of King, her beloved King
fucking into her body. Could it really be done? Could a dog really fuck a woman? The
questions were suddenly driven from her fevered mind as she felt her beautiful friend's
head working between her partially open thighs. Looking down the young wife could
no longer see the expression on Sally's face, only the smooth white curve of her throat
under her chin, for her neighbor's features were now lost between the soft silky flesh of
her own parted thighs. For one long moment Alice started at the brunette's firm ripe
breasts, pressing against her own belly, which was now quickly rising and falling in
time to her ragged breathing. My God, she thought. Sally was really going to do it.
Sally is going to eat my cunt!
Alice knew it was unnatural, knew that this was perverted. Never in her whole life had
she imagined that someday she might be lying like this, about to let another woman
thrust her tongue up into her pussy! But for that matter, never had she imagined until
this morning that she would let a dog do the same! That didn't matter, the confused
young blonde thought. She had to stop this obscene act, had to cry out before once
again she let herself slip into a sea of depravity. But before she could utter a sound, all
the air was driven from her lungs as she felt Sally's hot breath pour searingly over her
nakedly exposed genitals. Gasping, the young wife found herself thinking that if just
Sally's breath felt so good, how would it actually feel when her tongue licked out and...
then she had to push the thought from her mind as her whole body started to shake
uncontrollably in a shuddering mixture of shame and desire. Unable to move, the
gasping young woman was aware of her tormentor's face working in deeper between
her vainly resisting thighs, and now she could feel Sally's saliva-moistened lips poised
right next to her pulsating cunt, Desperately Alice looked around for something to
motivate her to scramble to her feet and run from this guest room, but the only thing
that met her staring gaze was Sally's pussy poised mere inches away from her
wondering eyes. Staring in fascination, the innocent young blonde could not help
examining this, the first feminine pussy that she had ever seen besides her own. Despite
her inexperience it was not hard for the young blonde to tell that Sally was already
aroused. Tiny droplets of vaginal moisture glistened on the inside surface of the half
parted cuntal lips, and for a second she was not sure whether she could not see a deeper
excited pulsing over the pink-petaled vaginal opening. How would it taste if she put her
own lips... but quickly Alice put the obscene thought from her mind. That was the last
rational thought she had, because suddenly Sally's tongue darted out and stabbed deep
into her innocent young friend's upturned cunt.
"Aaaaaaahhhhh... Salllleeeeeeee," Alice gasped out as that first searing contact shot a
blast of lewd flame far up inside her belly. Her whole body jerked, not away from the
obscene contact but instead forward so that her cunt thrust automatically against the
slippery little mouth pressed so tightly to it. Sally didn't waste a second. Immediately
she started worming her working tongue up into the moistly shuddering slit, running it
furiously up and down the whole heated length, pausing only for part of a second on
each lust inciting tip to probe delicately at the trembling blonde's still tightly closed
vagina, knowing that she mustn't hurry too much, best to bide her time. Sally had eaten
a lot of cunts in her decadent young life, but this was the sweetest ever, and she wanted
to prolong her eager lapping as long as possible.
To her amazement, Alice felt her own thighs open wider of their own accord,
instinctively welcoming the attacking tongue, baring before it her now wide-splayed
cuntal slit, wanting it to dig far, far up inside the hotly clamoring depths. Demandingly
now, the young blonde's loins jerked forward, trying to entice the little pink messenger
of bliss deeper, all thoughts of resistance quickly gone. But the more experienced
woman withdrew for a moment before once again letting her tongue shoot out, this
time to graze Alice's sensitively throbbing clitoris.
"Ooooohhhh, God, oohh, ooohhhhh," Alice moaned, no longer able to remain silent.
Her breath gushed from her lungs as once again Sally began to run her tongue up and
down the full length of her pussy slit, playing tauntingly over the opening of her
hungrily contracting vagina. Oh, how the young blonde wanted that desire-giving
tongue up inside her, like a little twisting cock.
Suddenly Sally deserted the hot liquid depths, holding back one tantalizing second
before lashing out her tongue to stab hard against her young friend's quiveringly erect
clitoris, making the writhing blonde cry out in wild abandon, unable to control herself
at all. That darting jabbing tongue ran wildly in little circles around her almost
painfully palpitating sensation bud, then to her further amazement and delight Sally
began to suck at the little button, circling it with her lips in tight embrace and at the
same time nipping lightly with her teeth.
Then once again the omnivorously ravishing tongue slid down the steaming valley of
her blonde-fringed cunt, darting around, shooting finally far up into her helpless cunt,
then licking broadly over the whole flat splayed area of her writhing pussy, teasing
again at the blood-engorged clitoris. Tongue... tongue... frantic licking tongue
everywhere, driving new and incredible sensations of delight into the quaking flesh
before it.
Squirming and moaning to this rapturous mouthing of her burning cunt, Alice moaned
and cried out as rippling waves of wild erotic sensation pulled her body into a twitching
curve. Beginning to pant explosively, the moaning blonde opened her legs as wide as
possible while at the same time thrusting her steaming loins forward to get maximum
contact with the torturing little lingual spear. Although Sally too was gasping aloud, 
her own loins burning lewdly with the lust-charged knowledge of what she was doing to
her once-innocent young roommate, she never let her mouth lose contact with the
sweet seething mass of cuntal flesh, giving one last mighty thrust up into Alice's vagina
while at the same time vigorously shaking her lovely dark head from side to side.
The last lascivious effort was the final trigger needed to set off Alice's impending
orgasm, releasing at last the intolerable pressure that had been building deep up inside
her softly convulsing belly.
"Ooooo... Sallleee... Ooooooohhhhh... God! I'm, I'm... ccuummmming!" the young
blonde's lust maddened cry choked off into a gurgling moan as sexual ecstasy deluged
her nakedly spasming body, sucking in her sleek stomach muscles again and again as
wave after wave of hot release buffeted her screaming insides into a frenzy. Jerking,
trembling, writhing, the delirious young woman was lost in a timeless world of endless
pleasure while her convulsing cunt gushed forth a hot stream of fragrant love juices that
nearly choked the still wildly tonguing Sally. But never once did the beautiful brunette
break contact with the throbbing depths before her until the last quiver had passed
from her young lover's shuddering body.
Waiting a moment until the blonde had got her breath back a little, Sally finally pulled
her head from between the satiny thighs. "Roll over on top of me," she urged up at the
sex-groggy Alice.
"Huh?" Alice croaked, not fully comprehending. Sally repeated her request and then
urged the young blonde with her hands until finally Alice was positioned over her,
knees on either side of her young friend's face so that her own blonde-fringed pussy
was right over the lips that had so recently sucked it to orgasm, while the young wife
found herself looking down at Sally's own openly pouting cunt. "Now suck me... like I
sucked you. Eat my cunt and make me feel good..." Alice didn't move, but just hovered
over her friend, gazing down in captivated fascination at the dark-fringed cunt waiting
below, waiting for her own mouth to dip towards it. Could she? Could she actually
stick her tongue into her friend's cunt? Could she commit the act that until just a few
minutes ago seemed as remote from her as flying to the moon? All her conditioning
told her no, despite the fact that she owed the lovely woman below her as much
pleasure as she could give. But that wasn't the factor that finally turned the balance. No,
it was the living pulsing reality of pussy itself as it lay in open moist invitation below,
the lips pulled apart by the wide-spread position of Sally's legs to reveal all the softly
glistening secrets inside. Those seeping pink depths cried out for something to bring
them to life, and what better than Alice's own tender lips and tongue. With a final
groan of defeat, the lovely blonde woman dropped her head and let her tongue shoot
out lizard-like to spear into the seductive depths below.
Alice felt the woman under her stiffen with shock of the first hot wet contact and a
choked gasp echoed from her throat. That was all the encouragement Alice needed and
she went to work with a vengeance, her mouth fastening hungrily to the quivering loins
below. The young blonde found herself savoring the sweet taste of Sally's cunt, such a
strange medley of flavors, at the same time syrupy and tart, a little like the taste of
Indian curry. Struggling to hear, Alice lapped excitedly, picking up from Sally's frenzied
reactions what pleased her the most.
From across the room King began to show renewed interest as he saw the two pinkly
glowing female bodies so lewdly tangled together. At first he had only paid polite
attention when Sally had tongued his mistress, but then when Alice crawled on top so
that her well-rounded white buttocks were poised invitingly high in the air, the big
dog's eager ears perked up. He had never had his new mistress, or never even seen her
in this, his favorite position for human females, but now the German shepherd began
to remember all the times he had been aroused by human women while he speared his
tongue deep up into their sweet-smelling little slits. Those tantalizingly raised 
halfmoons proved too much for the lascivious dog and he quickly got to his feet and
padded silently over to the two intertwined women.
The first intimation Alice had of her pet's presence was when she felt his cool nose
sniffing up between her slightly parted thighs.
"What's this?" she blurted out, for the first time breaking contact with the pulsating
cuntal flesh beneath.
"It's King," Sally answered, a little disappointed that the wonderful mouth was no
longer licking at her eager cunt. She had already seen the dog's handsome head above
her own face as he sniffed at Alice's obscenely displayed genitals. His black nose moved
in closer to brush lightly over the young blonde's tightly puckered anus.
"Make him go away," Alice begged her friend.
'Why, Alice?" Sally asked, surprised. "I think he wants to fuck you."
"Fuck me. Oh, no... he can't... it wouldn't be right."
"Oh, don't be such a prude," Sally said a little tartly. "You done a lot of other things
that aren't nice... but they felt good didn't they? Wouldn't you like to have that big
dog's cock deep inside your cunt? Besides, I don't think he's going to give you the
chance to say no."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, he usually starts by sniffing, and then he just goes right on to licking..." Sally
suddenly began to become interested in the impending ravishment of her innocent
young friend. Waves of lewd excitement shot through the other woman's slightly
perverted brain as she realize what a marvelous view she would have from here as King
rammed his heavy cock up into Alice's vulnerably positioned vaginal slit. Right above
her face! Before the fascinated brunette could finish her sentence, King's familiar tongue
shot out to splay itself lovingly over his misstress' damp-curled pussy slit, licking with
one hot swipe clear up to her rectum. Alice jerked in reaction above and a sobbing gasp
came from deep in the whimpering blonde's chest.
"Oh, please... Sally... don't let him do it to me... It's not... It's not right... oh please...
Sally..." She tried to struggle away still full of apprehension, but not wanting to miss the
expected lewd show, Sally wrapped her arms tightly around the young blonde's hips
and thighs so that she couldn't move.
"Oh, Jesus Christ, Alice," Sally said in exasperation. "Don't you know you've got
everything going for you?" Looking up along the dog's belly she could see that already
his penis was sliding out of its hairy sheath in all of its glistening scarlet power,
growing larger and redder with each passing second. A moment later the eager animal
had mounted his mistress' shaking back, and Sally freed on of her arms to reach back to
take the swollen organ between her fingers, thrilling to the familiar hot slippery feel, the
same as she had experienced the very first time she had guided it into her own eagerly
awaiting cunt.
"Okay King, fuck your mistress just like you fucked me." Needing very little
encouragement, the excited dog danced in closer, locking his strong forelegs tightly
around his mistress' slender waist while Sally gasped in delight below as she saw the
huge animal-cock poised directly over her face, its beveled tip only half an inch from
her young friend's gaping pussy mouth.
"Oh... oh, no... no, nnooooooo... puhleeze" the frightened Alice moaned, trying to shift
her hips away from the hot unnatural probe. Trembling, she tried to look back down
between her legs to see what was happening, but all she could see were the twin
mounds of Sally's passion-swollen breasts. Then she felt the first hot searing contact of
the massive spear that would soon impale her, and all her fears suddenly washed away
in a flood of lewd desire. Yes, now she knew it, she knew it! All that had passed before
had mainly been the preliminaries. This was going to be the main event! All along,
secretly she had wanted King to fuck her! Now was the time and she couldn't be afraid
anymore. It was out of her hands.
"Oh... yes... do it... fuck me... King... fuck... me... fuck me... fuck me... oh King... I want
your big dog's cock!" The panting young blonde raised her buttocks as high as possible,
spreading her legs at the same time to open her suddenly hungry cunt.
It wasn't a moment too soon. Feeling his needle-tipped cock catch at the opening to
Alice's gaping pussy, King instinctively rammed forward, burying his dripping cudgel in
one slithering rush far up into the kneeling blonde's hot little cunt. Animal style, he
never gave the woman a chance to become accustomed to his huge presence, but began
a fierce pumping of his powerful loins, thrusting his cock mercilessly again and again
into the soft flesh before him.
"Uuuuuuuuunnnnnnnggggggggghhhhhh." Alice grunted in stunned surprise. Never
before in her whole life had she been so filled. It felt for a moment as if something
would have to tear open inside her to make room for that massive invading cock, but
the blonde wife's vaginal muscles soon became used to the jack-hammer fast intrusion
into her lust-filled cuntal depths. Wantonly her sleek buttocks set up an answering
rocking motion to meet the fiery challenge. It began to feel good, better than anything
the shy wife had ever experienced before. She barely had the presence of mind to once
again bury her face between her friend's thighs, realizing that she had a pleasurable
duty to perform there.
Below her, Sally gratefully felt her blonde friend return to the avid sucking of her
tingling cunt, as she herself stared wide-eyed all the while at the incredible, unbelievable
giant scarlet dog cock flashing in and out of her friend's juicy cunt, pulling tiny
translucent streams of whiteness' from the moist pink pussy-flesh out with it on the
pullback and ramming them far back up inside as the big animal crashed his hips
forward stroke after stroke. Opening wider and wider, Alice's vaginal voraciously tried
to swallow ever inch of that mighty shaft, right down to the hairy balls that slapped
with machine-like regularity against her tenderly swollen clitoris.
All three of the lewdly fucking trio fucked on oblivious to the outside world. Fucking
towards their respective orgasms which were certain to be imminent.


Chapter 7

Jon had left the office early that day. He had a splitting headache and decided that his
job just wasn't worth all the aggravation he had been putting up with lately. As he
drove home he thought that perhaps that could be what was wrong with his sex-life.
Alice's angry words of this morning were etched on his brain and he had thought of
them all day long.
Perhaps it was his over preoccupation with his job that left little time for anything else.
Well, if that was it, he sure wasn't going to ruin his marriage over it. He would just tell
them that he needed an assistant or else he would find alternative employment.
Nothing was worth being this miserable about. Suddenly he was anxious to be at home
with Alice. To tell his beautiful wife that he was sorry that he had been such a miserable
accusing bastard and he was going to try and make it up to her. Passing a florist on the
way home he stopped and bought a bunch of red carnations. She'll like these he
thought, as he sniffed appreciatively at the aromatic flowers.
Then he remembered that they still had a house guest. Well, maybe they could all go
swimming this afternoon over at the country club. It was still early afternoon and God
knows it was warm enough. What a hit he'd be over at the club bringing those two
gorgeous women, he thought. One beautifully blonde and the other exotic brunette
made a fabulous picture and he knew he would be the envy of every man there. He
hoped Sally was up to it. She had seemed really tired yesterday and had retired very
early. Oh well, Alice always liked to go so maybe just the two of them would go. It
would be a good opportunity to be alone with his wife to apologize for his actions of
this morning.
Although the car was in the driveway there didn't seem to be anyone at home when Jon
opened the front door. But before he could even call out he was aware of strange
sounds from within his house, alarming sounds, almost like someone struggling. A
particularly loud sobbing groan filled the young man with the direct impression that
woman was in pain. Jesus, what if one of those burglars he had been reading about
broke in and was holding his wife and her friend hostages. Without stopping to think,
Jon heroically rushed inside and up the stairs to where the sounds were coming from.
He got to the guest room and stopped dead in his tracks, stunned by the obscene
spectacle before his staring eyes.
It didn't take him long to realize there were two women obviously locked in a perverted
embrace, or that a huge German shepherd was busily fucking one of them from behind,
but after a second look the shocked husband came to a sudden sickening realization.
One woman was his beloved wife, the dog was King and the woman on the bottom was
none other than Alice's old college roommate!
"Jesus... Alice... good Christ... what's going on?"
All three of the fuckers on the floor turned as one toward the interruption, frozen in
shock. Neither said a word until Alice, twisting her head as far back as she could, was
finally able to make out the identity of the intruder.
"Oh God," she shrieked, "Jon's home."
His instinctive roar of horror and rage had immediate effects on the trio before him.
After Alice's scream of horrified recognition, King was the first to react. Sensing
instinctively that he was in a lot of trouble, the big dog for the first time in his life
deserted a pair of human buttocks in mid-fuck, backing away hurriedly, his penis
shrinking quickly back up out of harm's way, then he dodged behind the bed, trying to
make himself as small as possible. Alice scrambled quickly to her feet and looked
around frantically for her clothes.
"You stay right there," Jon commanded and the young wife froze, sensing from the
sound of her husband's voice that he meant everything he said. "What the fuck's going
on here?" Jon roared. "Is this why you wanted a dog? Not for protection against
burglars? I can't believe anyone could sink to these depths." Jon's face wrinkled in
disgust. He glanced down at the cringing animal once and then back up at his petrified
wife. "We're going to get rid of that fucking dog immediately. I'm taking him right to
the pound to be put away."
"Oh no you're not," another voice rang out. Surprised, Jon turned around to see that
Sally had gotten to her feet unnoticed while all his attention was turned toward the
attentions of his adulterous wife and his perverted dog.
"You're not taking that dog, anywhere, you asshole," Sally snarled, marching right up
to the surprised young man to thrust her face close to his. Jon was about to make some
angry reply when he became suddenly aware that he was standing only inches from a
remarkably beautiful naked woman, and just a few minutes before he had wondered
how she would look naked. Now he knew. Fantastic!
Seeing all the hostility drain from her friend's husband's face as his eyes glued
themselves to her breasts, now brushing the front of his shirt, Sally decided this was the
time to press her advantage if an ugly scene was to be avoided. "So, big boy," she said,
letting her voice become a little more seductive. "You complain about what your wife
does for entertainment on her own time without ever stopping to think whether or not
she might have some pleasure coming to her. You sure you do your best to entertain
your wife so that she doesn't need outside stuff?"
"Well... I..." Jon began.
Sally knew she had to be careful of her timing. Any moment now the cornered husband
might go back on the offensive. Turning back to Alice, Sally said, "I think both of you
two babies need a little sex education. In fact, I think Aunty Sally is going to be giving
instructions starting right now."
Giving the fascinated Jon several little shoves that brought the back of his knees up
sharp against the edge of the bed so that he fell heavily on it, Sally ordered, "Now
watch this."
Before either husband or wife knew what was happening, Sally reached forward and
boldly unzipped Jon's fly. All of a sudden long cool fingers were suddenly extracting the
amazed young man's penis through the opening. With gaping mouth, Jon saw his cock
lying in Sally's palm, pulsing gently as it began to quicken into life.
"My you are fast," the smiling brunette said. "Let's see how long it takes you to cum."
Still sitting transfixed on the edge of the bed, Jon watched in disbelief as Sally slowly
lowered her dark head towards his penis, which was jerking larger with every passing
second. A moment ago he had been really enraged, and now a woman whose sheer
beauty and sensuality had always seemed to him to be an unattainable dream was
clearly about to take his cock in her mouth. Alice too watched in shocked awe. She by
all rights should be sickened and horrified watching another woman do this perverted
act to her own husband, but somehow, strangely, it seemed natural. Her own mouth
began to salivate as she watched Sally do something to Jon she had never even dreamed
about.
"Hey, what the..." she heard Jon say, but then his voice choked off as his lovely captor's
tongue shot out and stabbed against the tiny opening in the head of his cock. Under
that maddening stimulating his throbbing penis burst into its full glory, rearing up like
an angry cobra.
"Mmmmmmm... need some attention, do you boy?" Sally said, and then opening her
lips she slid them moistly over the now swollen purplish head and began to suck the tip
of her willing victim's cock. Staring down in amazement surprised young man looked
in stunned fascination at the beautiful dark head poised over his trembling loins. He
knew he could probably just reach down and push Sally away, but at the moment it
seemed like an impossible outrageous notion. Instead his eyes closed as erotic feelings
of sensual pleasure began to shoot upward from his hotly trapped penis.
"I... don't think... it's not..." he began, knowing that Alice was watching, but then with
an incoherent groan the young husband reached down to wrap his hands tightly in the
thick lustrous hair that spilled over his loins, and with a jerk he pulled Sally's lips down
farther onto his pulsating cock-shaft. To hell with everyone. And to hell with Alice!
After what he had caught her doing she should have to watch this!
For her part, his gaping wife stood watching in appreciative awe. She had been through
too much already today to be very upset by what was happening before her. What was
mostly bothering her was the unfulfilled feeling deep in her own hungry loins which
had been rudely deprived of the lust-satiating dog-penis only a few minutes ago. Staring
hungrily at her husband's desire-thickened rod of flesh disappearing up into Sally's
ovalled mouth, Alice found herself wishing that somehow it were being thrust up her
own wanting cunt instead.
The whole little scenario didn't take long, maybe less than two minutes, and then true
to form, Jon could feel the familiar bliss-filled churning in his balls.
"Jesus... oh Christ," he bellowed, "I'm cummmiiinng. Don't stop sucking... oh suck it
all."
His blood-rigid cudgel began to vibrate as the first hot jets rushed its swollen length.
This was the first time in his life the young man had ever had his cock sucked and he
was unprepared for the incredible sensation as Sally sucked madly on his spurting
member, working him to heights of passion that were almost unbearable. As his head
arched back in ecstasy he was able to see out of the corner of his eyes the almost
ludicrous picture of Sally's cheeks ballooning out from the pressure of his gushing
sperm and then hollowing again as she sucked madly. It seemed to go on for an
eternity and then the depleted young husband slumped back in the chair, his exhausted
penis deflating in Sally's mouth. The smiling brunette let the limp organ slip wetly from
her mouth and licked the last traces of hot sticky sperm from her lips.
"A new record for the hurdles," she said wryly. Turning to Alice she added, "I see what
you mean. You'd have to be in the Olympics to beat the cum off the mark." Her words
deflated Jon who thought she was making a fool of him.
"Let's see if we can't get the old boy ready for the next event," she said.
Even though he had just shot his wad, Jon could not help staring at the beautiful sleek
body now standing nakedly before him. For a moment his tortured eyes couldn't decide
whether he wanted to focus on the high, proud, dark-tipped breasts or feast on the
softly shadowed pussy that nestled up between Sally's smooth ivory-white thighs.
Moving closer to the still seated young husband, her hips jutting forward provocatively,
Sally reached out for one of his hands and then pulled him unresistingly to his feet. As
soon as he was standing before her, the exotic beauty moved closer still and began
slowly unbuttoning his shirt. Even before she pulled the garment completely from him,
the brazen seducer leaned forward and traced her stiffening nipples in tiny circles over
his naked chest. Immediately the gasping husband felt a faint lurching in his tired loins.
Even though he knew he should resist, Jon made no move to stop Sally as she began
undoing his belt. Before he knew it his trousers were in a heap on the floor of his guest
room.
"Get rid of your shoes," Sally ordered, and he did immediately not bothering to untie
them, just kicking them off. Jon was now standing wearing only his shorts, and while
his prick, poking through the shorts, was not exactly erect, it was also not as shrunken
and lifeless as a moment before, his lovely seducer began to work the shorts down over
his hips, letting the elastic waistband rub across the end of his still dripping cock. Once
the thin garment was down around his ankles, Jon automatically kicked them free, at
last standing completely naked, his reviving cock now at half-mast.
Wordlessly, Sally moved into his arms so that finally Jon was able to feel the full,
sensuous, naked length of this desirable woman against his own trembling flesh. He
pressed his lips down on hers, and for a long moment their tongues met, darting
together inside the moist caverns of their mouths, and then she was slipping down, her
soft flesh sliding lingeringly over his until she was on her knees before him. Reaching
forward, Sally took his cock in her hands and placed it gently in the valley between her
large taut breasts, then, sensuously, provocatively, the experienced woman pressed the
soft white mounds together, trapping his penis between their seductive warmth, and
began voluptuously working their tender beauty back and forth over his ever growing
penis.
From her vantage point Alice watched, fascinated by the smooth competent manner
which her friend managed her difficult husband. The young blonde was learning, all
right, and vowed that from now on she would use her magnificent body to her own
advantage.
"Okay let's do it again," Sally said. Sure enough, Jon was acutely aware of the huge
throbbing member that disappeared between his sultry neighbor's high-mounded
breasts. Never had it felt so big... never had he been so aware of its pulsating hardness.
Wondering what this incredible brunette would do for her next trick, the young
husband was totally unprepared for her next words.
"Okay you're hard again," she said moving back a little so his cock leaped free of her
imprisoning flesh, and sweeping an arm grandly toward Alice, she ordered.
"Go fuck your wife and do it right."
For frozen seconds neither Jon nor Sally moved, but their eyes met, shock registering
on each of their faces at these totally unexpected words. Then suddenly the raging need
in the young wife's unfulfilled pussy overflowed to sweep over her entire body in a wave
of red-hot lust.
"Okay Jon... come and fuck me... fuck me good and hard, this time."
With that she lay down on the rug, her legs lewdly parted and her graceful arms held
upward invitingly. Jon stood in dumb shock, wondering how his day had ever managed
to turn out like this. Looking down in amazement at his shamelessly aroused wife,
ready to fuck him in front of her friend, he began to realize that he definitely didn't
know her. There was a lot more to her than the timid faithful young woman he had
imagined her to be, but one thing was sure; she was hot to fuck and Christ knows, so
was he!
Quickly Jon positioned himself between his wife's long widespread legs, holding his
erect penis in his hands as it were a fleshy club.
"Oh, fuck me... fuck me... I want to be fucked," Alice cried out, her ass-cheeks grinding
down into the carpet. Needing no further encouragement, Jon fell forward on that soft
needing body, worming his cock up against her readily pulsing slit until the blood
swollen head popped up inside her hungry vagina. From the very first thrust, the eager
husband knew he had a new woman on her hands. She was like a panther, a straining,
clawing cat who made everyone else he had ever been with seem like a tame house cat
in comparison.
After only a few second's of frantic action Jon was beginning to wonder if he would be
able to handle his wife's long suppressed needs all by himself. Damn, she was a hot
needy fuck machine today. Whew, then it hit him. He remembered that when he had
first arrived home she had even been fucking their new dog!
The idea rushed over him at first making his head spin as the obscene thought rocketed
through his thoroughly aroused mind like a thunderclap. The very depravity of the plan
he was formulating caused the young man to stop short in his fucking, stunned by his
own audacity. Could he make it happen? Would it work? His wife, twisting
passionately below immediately noticed that he was no longer ruthlessly plunging his
cock up into her burning depths, and asked pleadingly, "What's the matter... Jon... for
God's sake, don't stop now."
"I'm not stopping, I just want you to wrap your arms and legs around me." Alice
obeyed without hesitation, and then gasped in surprise as Jon quickly rolled them both
over, until she was sitting on top, straddling his loins with his hotly throbbing penis
impaling her cunt once again. Never having made love in this position before, the
pleasantly surprised young wife began lifting her buttocks up in the air and then sliding
down on her husband's lust-rigid rod of flesh, delighted at the new sensations she could
work into her fiery cunt. Then she felt Jon's strong hands pulling her shoulders down
while his loins pushed her own hips high up in the air.
"Sally," the young husband called. "Get King over here." The dark-haired woman
hesitated a moment, but then the first faint glimmer of understanding came over her
face, changing to a lewd smile as she realized what her friend's husband had in mind.
"What's going on...?" Alice asked panting.
"We're going to have a three-way with the dog!" Jon gasped back. Still the confused
young woman did not really understand, but a second later she felt a familiar cold nose
sniffing at her buttocks as Sally led the big animal up to her obscenely raised ass-cheeks.
From the way the animal's nose was digging urgently up between her thighs, the young
wife knew he meant to fuck her, but everything was filled back there except...
"Oh my God... you're not going to let him fuck me in the ass... he's too big... oh God,
no... he'll tear me in half... no, no, no..."
"Now take it easy, honey," he panting husband coaxed. "Remember, your cunt was
virgin once, too. You'll love it after a little while."
The suddenly terrified blonde struggled to get up but her husband's tight embrace held
her fast, and then King's hairy forelegs settled once again around her tiny waist,
pinning her from behind.
"Oh please... no... not up my ass...
King... Jon..." the young wife pleaded. But it was too late. No one in the room would
have had the courage to pull King away now. He'd already been cheated of this luscious
morsel of human flesh once and now she lay helpless beneath him. The big dog moved
in closer, shuffling forward on his hind legs while his bright pink tongue lolled
excitedly from his mouth. Already the voyeuristically absorbed Sally could see his huge
scarlet cock sliding wetly from under his belly, ready to thrust up between the buttocks
of the young wife pinioned defenselessly below.
Alice felt the now familiar hot tapered point trail over her quivering buttocks, then slip
into the wide-stretched crevice between her ass-cheeks, finally catching for a second at
her tight little rubbery anus.
Sensing that pointed presence jabbing threateningly at her vulnerable anal opening, the
shaking young blonde tensed, knowing there were never any gently moves from King.
And sure enough, as soon as the big German shepherd sensed an available cavity before
him, his powerful loins jerked forward, worming the tip of his monstrous cock just up
inside the tight little rubbery anus.
Sensing that pointed presence jabbing threateningly at her vulnerable anal opening, the
shaking young blonde tensed, knowing there were never any gentle moves from King.
And sure enough, as soon as the German shepherd sensed an available cavity before
him, his powerful loins jerked forward, worming the tip of his monstrous cock just up
inside the tight little nether ring. Immediately the excited animal began his usual
machine-gun like thrusts, pounding into the cringing white buttocks ahead.
Bang, bang, bang, the huge cock thundered forward, each mighty thrust driving it
another inch into the young wife's hot rubbery depths. She held stock still for a
moment, her eyes widening in shock and pain, almost paralyzed by the terrible agony
that tore into her skewered belly.
"Aaaauuuggghh, aauuuuggghhh," she screamed. "He's killing me... stop him... get him
out of my ass... make him stop it." Her husband's only answer was a mighty thrust of
his own swollen penis up into her momentarily forgotten pussy from below, sending
incredible waves of sensation flooding through her sandwiched loins. For a moment this
new stimulation made Alice forget the bestial presence tearing apart her tender ass-hole,
and the desperate young woman decided to let the one fight the other. She found that
by screwing her cunt as far down as possible on her husband's penis, she could almost
cancel out the pain in her rectum. And in another few seconds she began to receive
little signals of pleasure from King's cock too as her anal muscles slowly relaxed and
stretched, allowing the big dog easier access to her rectal depths.
After a few experimental positions, the increasingly happy young woman found that the
two huge cocks pounding up into her innermost depths were now fucking into her in
lewd synchronization and she pressed back to meet their rhythmic forward rush, feeling
as if some great ball of fire was regularly filling her belly, only to wane and then fill her
once again.
Standing a few feet away the still naked Sally felt her temperature rapidly rising as she
stared at the obscene trio so near. Slowly her fingers groped down her body to slide
over her pussy hair before finally digging up into her hot cunt below. For a moment the
excited brunette was tempted to end it that way, to bring herself to orgasm with her
own fingers, but somehow that didn't seem adequate, confronted with the living image
of the three bodies locked tightly together on the carpet of her guest room. Impulsively
Sally dropped to her knees right beside Jon's head and then crawled close, lifting one
knee and placing it on the other side of him so that her steaming loins were poised
right over his face and her back was to Alice.
At first Jon didn't know what was happening, only realized that somehow the light had
been blocked out by some great hovering shadow, and then slowly he became aware of
the moistly steaming cunt poised so near, its narrow ribbon-like cuntal lips gaping open
hungrily showing the slippery pink flesh within. For a while he just gaped, but then he
heard Sally's voice.
"Come on Jon... eat me... eat my cunt..." Knowing now what was expected of him, Jon
saw the lewd feast slowly lowering itself to him and met it with his lips, opening them
to suck in the tender cuntal flesh while his eager tongue shot out to bury itself wetly up
into Sally's openly flowering vagina, causing such a bolt of sensual bliss to shoot
through Sally's gently flexed loins that her head shot back and then began to twist
wildly from side to side, the thick dark hair flying in a rich cloud about her lovely
exotic face. Alice suddenly found herself confronted with her friend's whitely rounded
ass-cheeks, looming right under her face, and after a little confusion lowered her head
to try and lick at Sally's tiny puckered anus, showing so clearly in the wide-split crack
of her buttocks, but it was almost impossible in that position because her whole body
was pitched forward every time King and Jon rammed into her from behind and below.
Strange exotic pleasures seeped into the pinioned young woman's whirling mind as she
was buffeted like sandwich filling between her three panting lust-crazed companions, a
mere pawn in their game of collective lust.
Lying on the bottom of it all, Jon delighted in the gift of Sally's tender, sweet-smelling
cunt, an unbelievable addition to the feel of his wife's pounding body over him and the
weird sensation of his new pet dog's cock moving against his own deep within her
loins, only a thin membrane separating the two rampaging male organs.
The four sex-crazed celebrants were unaware of how much time they spent locked
together in their obscene tableau, filling the room with desperate gasps and the lewd
wet sluicing sounds of passion-filled orifices. And at the center of it all was the lovely
previously innocent Alice. Never before in her whole life had the blonde wife been so
totally filled. Her whole nether region was stuffed with cock, her face buried against
Sally's ripe buttocks. How would it all end? How would it feel when those massive
threatening penises began to spew their hot loads up into her totally receptive body?
Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted by a choked moan ahead as Sally began to
climax, driven to a wild frenzy by Jon's furiously lapping tongue, her hot pussy juices
gushing down over the groaning man's upraised face. Alice could feel her friend's
buttocks jerking and trembling against her cheek, spasming in primal release, and then
Sally was gone, collapsing forward onto the rug in a moaning heap.
Getting a second wind from viewing her dark-haired friend's powerful orgasm, the
wildly aroused young wife crashed back against the two cocks behind, her lascivious
wigglings finally push King over the edge so that all at once the big dog began
emptying his animal sperm far up into the hot clutching depths of her quivering belly.
The hard hot jets seemed to touch off some delicate trigger inside the already half
maddened blonde wife.
"Oh God... fill me with your cum... fuck it into me... do me... do me."
Alice jerked back against the spouting dog-cock several times, wantonly drawing the
milky liquid from it, choking it with her rectal muscles, finally making it give up in
weary exhaustion, all the life drained from it. As the German shepherd's shrinking
scarlet member flopped uselessly from the tight little pucker of her anus, the young
blonde now found herself alone with her husband, his the only lust-engorged penis still
invading her wildly aroused body. Knowing that her own orgasm was only seconds
away, the sex-crazed wife began to raise her suddenly freed buttocks high in the air so
that almost all of her husband's thickly gleaming penis slid out of her streaming pussy
before she crashed heavily back down again, as if to drive the huge pleasure-giving shaft
all the way through her body.
"I'm, I'm... I'm cumming... I'm cummmmmmmiiinnng... aaahhhhh."
The tired young husband smiled up as his beautiful blonde wife sobbed out her passion
above.
"I've still got something for you, baby," Jon said with tender glee, and then his own
sperm shot up from the sanctuary of his balls to race the length of his pistoning cock
before finally mingling far up inside her wife's churning cunt with her own gushing
love juices. For endless moments the young married couple strained together in final
bliss, joined by the hot life-giving cum that flooded out over their tightly locked loins.
When it was over, and they lay still at last, their arms remained locked around one
another in loving embrace as they were finally joined together in mutually shared bliss.
Suddenly, Jon let out a small chuckle.
"What is it, Jon," Alice asked.
"Well, I was just thinking that I thought on the way home that we might all go over for
a swim this afternoon. This isn't exactly what I had in mind."
"Well, it's what I had in mind," Sally exclaimed moving a little nearer to the now
smiling couple. Warmly they opened their arms to her, but before she slipped into the
loving embrace, the beautiful brunette looked back over her shoulder.
"King... come here and join us... you won't be welcome at the pool but you're sure as
hell welcome around here."
The big German shepherd came bounding over with happy bark of joy. He was loved.
He had a whole new family that appreciated his talents.


THE END
