THE DAUGHTER'S PET
By Mitchel Elliot


Foreword

In highly industrial societies such as the United States, the family – the basic unit of
society – has been undergoing a severe strain in recent years. And in the light of
massive divorce statistics, it would appear that the very concept of monogamous
marriage is under attack.
Both psychologists and sociologists agree that modern urban man feels the shattering
impact of marriage strain the most, even though the basic family unit fits well into the
modern pattern of suburban family living. But, according to many qualified observers,
the basic family unit deprives its members of important sources of emotional security
and freedom. The basic family unit, they argue, is too narrow a structure to be
thoroughly stable, and its rules are too confining for the well-being of each family
member.
Alvin Toffler in his monumental work, Future Shock, says it is the increasing mobility
of young American families that is producing dramatic changes in their life styles. No
longer do younger people expect or aspire to spend most of their productive working
days in the service of one company, as was the tendency in years past. The trend in a
high-energy, mobile society, such as ours, is for young workers to travel more and
change jobs as they become more skilled – often peddling their skills and services to
the highest bidder. Along with the tide of changing life patterns, Toffler argues, there is
a trend for mobile young couples to marry and remarry often – changing partners
almost in tempo with passing jobs and scenes.
So goes the argument and prediction.
Certainly this is a behavior area in which there is no right or wrong opinion. It is a
matter of individual need in most instances, of personal experience and conviction. And
yet, no unbiased thinking person would deny the important role the institution of
monogamous marriage had played, and is still playing, in the country's development.
Sociologists and anthropologists remind us that every society has its taboo words and
rules of conduct which often stand out in glaring contradiction to those of other
societies. Regardless of who might be considered "right" or "wrong", it is important to
remember that ofttimes the circumstances of life force the noblest of persons, including
those with the best of intentions, to forsake – if only temporarily – the dictates of
conscience and lifelong rigid moral codes.
But those who stumble need not fall; and if they should fall, they need not remain on
their knees, reflecting on guilt or jealousy. For if a picture is truly worth a thousand
words, an ounce of experience put to productive use is worth possibly more.
Confronting directly the explosive problems of guilt and jealousy to be found in the
traditional moral code, this story unfolds a memorable parable of sexual passion and
infidelity that brilliantly illuminates our contemporary situation. This novel is a
narrative of sustained, intense emotion that almost any sensitive reader will be forced to
re-evaluate his or her marriage relationship, and this re-evaluation will, in most
instances, result in the reader being thankful for the strength of his own union.
-The Publisher


Chapter 1

"Oh, mom, please... come on... it's only for six weeks."
"Kathy I think that you're forgetting something... It only takes you half an hour to
drive over there to your acting class, and a half hour back... it's not as if we live in
Alaska and you have to commute there every day..." and you have to commute there
every day..."
"But, mom... it'll be good for me and after all I'm not doing it on my own."
"Kathy, you're seventeen years old and even if you are only going to be staying there
for six weeks it's just too much. A girl of your age shouldn't be thinking about living in
an apartment on her own."
"It's not on my own, Lynn Brand's parents have said she can stay there for six weeks, if
you agree. Oh, please... mom."
Leslie Barton looked over at her pleading seventeen-year-old daughter, Kathy. She had
not stopped nagging her parents to let her housesit for six weeks since she had heard
about the proposition. Some friends of hers were going to Europe for the summer and
as Kathy was going to be taking a drama course at one of the local repertory companies
in San Francisco it all seemed perfect to her. To Leslie, however and to her husband,
Bob, it didn't seem like such a terrific idea. After all, Kathy was seventeen and that
wasn't all. Kathy was an absolute knock-out.
Sighing, the mother looked over at her daughter, proud of her daughter's beauty but at
the same time apprehensive of the effects it could have on men. Especially if she wasn't
under any kind of parental supervision and in San Francisco. It was hard enough to
control her actions from here in the East Bay posh suburban community of Piedmont
but San Francisco!... No, it was really out of the question.
Kathy stood and looked up her mother, unaware that the scanty bikini she was wearing
only accented her excitingly shaped figure, not quite mature, but womanly, still petite
and almost fragile with nipped-in waist swelling curvaceously downward to
voluptuously rounded hips and buttocks, gently tapering thighs and long, curving line
of calves, tiny ankles and equally small, narrow feet... and upward to full-mounded
breasts that were barely contained in the mere suggestion of a triangular bikini top, all
crowned by long, honey blonde hair over a beautiful face with wide, jade green eyes, a
short pretty nose and somewhat full, sensuous lips.
"I'm sorry, Kathy, but you know what your father thinks about it. Now, we've already
discussed it. He's forbidden you to go and I think that should be the last we hear about
it."
"Oh, mom, you could talk him into it. It would be good for me to set up housekeeping
for a few weeks. I'm going to have to do it anyway when I go away to college so this
would be good practice for me. Besides, Lynn's parents have said she can go. Couldn't
you talk to them?"
"Well... I suppose it wouldn't hurt to talk to the Brand's... but... I'm not promising
anything."
"Thanks mom, I knew you'd come through," Kathy said hugging her attractive mother.
"And then you can wrap daddy around your little finger."

* * *

"God, Lynn, can you believe that we're actually here? Our own apartment for six whole
weeks? I don't know how your parents ever talked mine into letting us do it."
"To tell you truth, mine were glad to get rid of me. Mom's having an affair with some
tennis instructor and I think my dad's fooling around with his secretary so both of
them are just as happy not to have me around to screw things up. I can't wait to have
the freedom."
"Neither can I... let's just change our jeans and go over to Mr. Disco... Maryjean told
me some real hot guys hang out there... you don't need an ID either."
"I've got a phony one anyway saying I'm twenty-one so it doesn't matter one way or the
other," Lynn shrugged obviously far more sophisticated than her seventeen years. In
fact that summer already Lynn had seen a considerable amount of action. The young
teenager had not been a virgin for some two years and in spite of her tender age was
more than a little obsessed with sex. She knew her friend, Kathy was still a virgin but
also knew that she probably wouldn't be by the time the six weeks were up. For herself,
Lynn intended to see that she got as much sex as she could handle in the next month
and a half. She'd show her parents, all right!
The two teenagers hurriedly dressed wildly excited about the prospect of going to a San
Francisco Disco on their own.
"Shall we take your car or mine?" Kathy called from the bathroom.
"Let's take mine... if we meet some guys we can always bring it home... or split up or
whatever..." Lynn left the arrangements deliberately vague for she was anxious to pick
some one up this evening. Preferably someone with a big dick who was just as horny as
she was. At least now she didn't have to be making out in the back seats of cars. She
had her own place and she was going to get the utmost use out of it!
"Okay... I'm just about ready," Kathy called again.
Lynn gave herself another glance in the mirror and was quite certain that she was going
to get someone tonight. She wore a pair of French cut jeans which hugged her lithe
long legs and dramatically outlined a pair of rounded full moon buttocks. She wore a
tiny white T-shirt which barely skimmed her waist with a bright transfer of a rock and
roll band emblazoned across the front. The young teenager deliberately left off her bra
and her full taut breasts filled the front of the tight cotton more than amply for her
slender size. Her full wavy red hair hung heavily to her shoulders and framed her
slender oval face accented by huge long-lashed brown eyes. Looking at herself directly
in the mirror Lynn decided that something was missing and she put her hands under
the T-shirt and tweaked her tiny rose-bud nipples until they became quite erect and
stood out of her thin shirt like two anxious little jelly beans just dying to be stroked.
Kathy came out of the bathroom dressed in . almost the same manner as her young
friend except for the fact that Kathy was still wearing a brassiere. "You're not wearing a
bra...?" she asked.
"Nah... what for... my mom's not here to yell at me... I used to take it off when I left
home anyway and stuff it in my purse... what are you wearing one for?"
"Well... I..."
"Come on... you're in the city now."
"I'm going to leave it on for now, thanks... let's split... I don't want to hang around here
arguing about a bra..."
Within minutes of arriving at the disco both teenagers were dancing wildly enjoying the
driving music and throwing their bodies about in wild abandon.
Kathy was dancing with a man called Dan. For some reason he seemed familiar to her
and at the break when they were sipping cokes at the bar one of his friends came up
and called him Danny-boy.
At once she knew who he was. He was Danny Manici the well-known FM disc jockey.
It was true. And, he had picked her to dance with. Wait till I tell Lynn, she thought,
happily.
Dan Manici was a strapping six feet tall, lithe, strong and athletic. He was twenty-five, a
full eight years older than his teenage dancing partner. He had jade-green eyes looking
out under wavy brown hair over a boyish grin. Devastatingly good-looking, Danny
enjoyed the hero worship he got from these young teeny-boppers and seldom spent
time with anyone over nineteen. He had to admit though, he'd really lucked out tonight
with this one. She was an absolute knockout and even though she was dressed simply
in jeans and a T-shirt, he noted with some satisfaction that her jeans were expensive
French ones and her T-shirt was too.
"What do you say we go for a little ride, baby?" Dan said meaningfully.
"Okay... it's still early... I mean... sure..."
"What do you mean, still early... do you have to be in at ten or something?" he said
mockingly.
"As a matter-of-fact, my friend and I have our own place," the young teenager answered
as smoothly as possible trying to appear that she was worldly wise. "If I'm going to
leave I have to go and find her and tell her I'm leaving. We came in her car."
Dan waited while she scurried around the dance floor and went over to a gorgeous
young redhead and whispered to her and then came back over to him.
"How'd you like to go for a swim," he asked taking her arm and guiding the beautiful
teenage blonde out the front door of the disco.
"I don't have my bathing suit," Kathy replied.
"Well, why can't we stop and pick it up on the way... I have a pool on the roof of my
building. It's a warm night. There probably won't be anyone else up there."
Kathy felt a little apprehensive at going over to this disc jockey's place but assured
herself it was only for a swim. They stopped at her place and Dan came in and waited
while she changed into her bikini and put her other clothes on top.
They stopped in Tom's apartment to remove their clothes and then went up in the
elevator to the pool. They swam around for a while. They were completely alone in the
pool and for some reason it seemed that Dan couldn't keep his eyes off Kathy. She felt
naked under his gaze, as though the scanty bikini she was wearing only accented her
excitingly shaped teenage body.
"You know, I sure feel fortunate to have met you tonight," he complimented, unable to
hide the salacious look in his eyes.
Kathy couldn't help seeing the hungry leer he gave her, but she tried to ignore it, telling
herself that he was only seeing what any man would have seen, for she was aware that
her stunning figure always seemed to have some effect on males. But this was a famous
disc jockey, and he must have seen hundreds of women.
She was extremely happy in a way that Dan found her so attractive. She supposed it
was just her natural pride in her physical attributes. And she couldn't deny that he was
just as attractive as she was and older, too!
"I'm happy I met you too," Kathy said a little shyly.
After swimming around for a while, they had enough and also there was an undeniable
sexual tension in the air. They took the elevator back down to Dan's apartment, still
wearing their wet swimming suits with large towels slung over their shoulders. Dan
directed Kathy into the guest room with its own adjoining bath. Quickly, she had
stripped off her clammy bikini and stepped into the shower. Afterward, she toweled
herself dry with an incredibly large soft, terry bath towel, draped it around her nudity
and walked into the bedroom; then, intent upon getting dressed as quickly as possible,
she was not conscious of the door having been opened and closed softly. It was not
until she straightened up, the wispy panties in her hand, that she saw Dan standing
there behind her, the mirror reflecting his naked body.
Kathy had seen a few men naked before even though she was still innocent. She
imagined he must be looking for something in this room.
"Lost your drawers," she teased a little uncertainly.
It was then she saw it! His penis was hard, elongated, and pulsating hotly, as it speared
out dangerously from his loins. She had never seen a man like this, and her eyes were
now drawn to it like pins to a magnet. My god... it's absolutely gigantic! Wide-eyed she
gaped down at his loins, unable for the moment to speak... or for that matter... move!
She felt hot all of a sudden and yet as though she had just been dealt a stunning blow
in the belly; shock raced through her unchecked, for somehow, she knew that this man,
had come into this room with something other than friendship on his mind. With an
effort of will, her eyes swept up his trimly lithe body to his face seeking some kind of
answer or reassurance, at least, she might be wrong. After all, this man whom she had
only just met hours before was much older than her. He couldn't want me, she thought.
I'm only seventeen!
The disc jockey walked toward her, his face a mask of hopeless lust, his lips spilling out
words... words she couldn't believe.
"I can't stand it any longer, Kathy... I've been hot for you all night!"
Frantically, the young virginal teenager clutched the towel closed to her, while her heart
hammered against her ribs, the meaning of what he was saying skidding around inside
her skull, telling her that it was true. He wanted to... to fuck her... right then... and he
was serious... dead serious!
She had imagined the day she would open her legs for the first time for her husband,
beautiful, mysterious, and romantic, coming in to her marriage bed, pure and virginal...
and suddenly she was confronted with the reality of this older man wanting to take that
virginity from her. Worse, it was a man she had only known for a few hours on her
first night away from home.
"My God," she choked, "you... can't mean...?" Her troubled green eyes were drawn
hypnotically to the massively throbbing shaft of his penis below.
"Yes, baby... I can't stand it any longer. I want to fuck you Kathy." Kathy stepped back
away from him, as though she had trod on a burning hot coal, while his words drilled
deep into her brain, jolting her teenaged mind.
"Dan, what are you saying?" she snapped, as determination not to let it happen, now
flooded through her. "I can't... I'm a... a virgin..."
"Yeah, I know about all that," Dan said as he reached her, planting himself solidly in
front of her, his big hand going out to grasp the towel and strip it from her luscious,
cringing body. "But I need you... you're gorgeous."
Then, dropping the towel, he enfolded her in his arms, pressing her shameful
nakedness against his own tightly, as he leaned his head down to kiss her, capturing her
lips with his own, flattening and spreading them with furious ardor, until her mouth
was forced open and his tongue darted sinuously into the moistly warm sweetness of
this little teenage pick-up's mouth to taste and savor it probingly.
Futilely, she struggled writhingly in the circle of his hard-muscled arms in an attempt to
escape him, but he was too strong. The strapping disc jockey held her tight and close,
her struggles only inciting him further as her naked abdomen ground against the
massive hardness of his cock, standing up flagpole straight between them. She felt it
throbbing warmly, seeming to bore hotly into the soft flesh of her naked belly almost
like a red-hot poker and reminding her with its imposing presence of what he intended
to do. A hollow, helpless fear she had never felt before came alive churningly in the pit
of her stomach. My god... he's really going to... try... to fuck me!
Helpless to do anything about it, Kathy felt herself being propelled toward the strange
bed, the fear in her seeming to flee in the face of something stronger. It was an igniting
spark of responding desire that had lain dormant, banked there in her loins, suppressed
and ignored, that was now being blown to smoldering life, leaving her confused, as her
resistance ebbed from her, weakening her... and she found herself moving with the
older man and allowing him to push her down to the soft mattress, where she floated in
a sort of slow-motion, suspended animation. Then, she was stretched out on the bed
with Danny Manici there beside her. Suddenly, a lewd wantonness surged through her,
making her want to feel this man's body next to hers... to feel the joys of adult love... to
experience it all... all the way... instead of the furtive petting she had indulged in up to
this time.
Avidly, his greedily eager hands began to explore her body, caressing and kneading the
full, swelling mounds of her sensitive breasts, feeling their pliant, satin-like smoothness
and glorying in his sudden possession of them. Jesus! He had tried to suppress his
desire as long as he could, but when she'd been splashing so happily around in that
little bikini, he couldn't help himself any longer. He lusted after every inch of this
teenaged nymphet. He was only a man! He wanted to fuck this little doll... right now!
Her nipples began to distend, the areolas to draw up at their bases, and she felt the
glowing sensations he generated in her breasts that seemed to flow downward to her
quaking belly, almost like a fiery stream of molten lava seeking the lowest elevation and
filling her with a raw desire she had never known could exist. His mouth left hers then,
and he was kissing and sucking on one of her fully elongated and sensitive nipples.
Suddenly, his sharp teeth bit into it, causing her to moan in feeble complaint.
"Please... Dan... don't! Please... don't do it!" she pleaded, sensing that she couldn't allow
him to do what he intended. It was wrong. She was too young! If she could just get him
to stop, right then... before she was too far gone, it would be all right... but it was going
to take every ounce of will power she possessed!
She might as well have not spoken, begging him to stop. His hands prowled her body
boldly with a mind of their own, and he wouldn't listen, turning a deaf ear to her pleas.
He smoothed his palms over her ribs and down across the smooth, flat plane of her
belly until he was teasing lewdly in the soft golden curls of her pubic hair, causing her
to prickle with a strange, new anticipation, down between her tightly clamped thighs.
Desperately, she tried to squirm away from his warmly dangerous hand. She knew that
if he were to possess her there... get his hand in between her legs, down there, it would
be the beginning of the end... of her resistance, of her virginity. Oh... oh... noooo... I
can't let... let him... do it...
Then, his mouth had sought hers again, and he was kissing her, his demanding tongue
probing between her lips and trying to snake its way up between them. Suddenly,
unable to stop herself from doing it, her mouth opened and her own tongue slid
quickly up into his mouth to be nibbled and sucked, while below, his hands followed
her hotly writhing loins. Deftly, he slipped his middle finger down the soft, moist slit of
her pussy lips, splaying them open slightly... enough to allow his finger to find the
pulsingly erect bud of her clitoris, which he massaged with a gentle yet firm authority.
It was vibrantly hard, signaling him instantly that she was getting as hot as he was...
that it would be only a matter of moments before he could finally cradle himself
between her trembling thighs and drive his aching cock deep, deep into her tight little
unfucked cunt. Christ! How badly he wanted to fuck her! When he touched the
hardened shaft in her clitoris for the first time, he felt the recoiling shock of it in her
body, heard her quickly indrawn, rasping breath, followed by her moan of mixed defeat
and pleasure. Abjectly, she groaned up into his mouth, barely able to contain herself as
she writhed helplessly on his tantalizing finger.
Desperately, she wrenched her mouth aside and panted up into the older man's face.
"Oh god, no... we can't do this... I don't even know you..."
"We soon will," he breathed into her ear. "You're beautiful and I want you naked and
warm beneath me, that's all I care about."
And then, she felt the hard, vibrant warmth of his penis against the smooth inner flesh
of her thigh, as he pressed it firmly against her there. Strange! There was moisture
smearing on her thigh, and she wondered: Is it his sperm? Then, she remembered. No,
it was the other thing she had read about... the lubricant that comes out first...
Meanwhile, his finger, searching expertly in the secret place of her virginal young pussy
had not slopped for a moment. It was there now, assaulting her desire-tingling
passage... and she suddenly realized that she was getting all moist and ready down
between her legs. Good god! What was wrong with her? His finger had worked down
her trembling pussy-slit until it was actually teasing just up inside her vaginal walls!
"Oooooohhhhhhh... ooooooooohhhhhhhh," she moaned, mounting excitement, causing
her to involuntarily arch her neck, her head beginning a side to side roll,
uncontrollably, and her naked buttocks ground down into the soft mattress,
endeavoring to escape the rapaciously tantalizing finger in her cuntal passage. No...
no... no... the word careened around inside her skull. I can't! I just won't let him do it!
After a few more moments, his mouth pulled away from hers, and he dipped his head
down to her breast, cupping the warmly pliant flesh in his hand, as he took a tiny,
spiked-out, erectly sensitive nipple between his moist lips, sucking it deeply into his
mouth.
She knew that she had to stop him before it was too late! But how? God... how do I
stop him? Worse yet, she did not know how she was going to stop herself!
Dan's voraciously sucking mouth was alternating now between her breasts, and slowly
his hand eased from between her legs, his finger trailing upward, once again, to caress
massagingly the short, hardened bud of her clitoris. Again also, she tried to protest with
words, then with her hands, attempting weakly to push his hand away from her pubic
triangle, but neither her voice nor her hands would respond; then she attempted to
writhe her body away to deny him her breasts, but instead it seemed that everything she
did only tended to arouse her the more. Belatedly, she realized that her actions only
served to incite him more, also, making of it a sort of cycle. For long, delicious
moments, his mouth played on her throbbing breasts, his tongue finally trailing moistly
through the narrow, fleshy valley between the mounded fullness of them... and on
downward...
His body slithered hotly down over her trembling belly, as his body moved up over her,
his hardened cock sliding into the valley formed by her clenching thighs.
Lightly, teasingly, his moist, hot tongue dipped into the shallow depression of her
navel, for a long moment, bringing moans of pleasure to her lips... before moving lower
yet.
An involuntary gasp of surprise and erotic joy escaped her then, as his mouth inched
lower and lower... until it was there, sending maddening patters of indecently lewd
sensation charging through her inexperienced body. God! His tongue was replacing his
finger! It was pressuring down from the top of her desire-heated cuntal slit to lap at the
sensitive pleasure bud of her clitoris, and she couldn't stop him! She wasn't even sure
she wanted to stop him any more, the pleasure of it was beginning to be so great!
Then, she felt her thighs being pressed apart; she guessed what he was going to do
next, but she was powerless to resist him as he hunched up between her obscenely
splayed legs, his head going down between smoothly tapered thighs, until he was
nuzzling her traitorously acquiescing pussy. Her breath was sucked in with a startled
gasp as she felt his thumbs pressing outward, spreading the soft, golden, hair-covered
lips of her cunt. The cool air of the room washed over the warm, moist pussy-flesh, and
she realized how obscene the situation was... how utterly impossible! Again, she tried to
stop him, but she seemed to be paralyzed, immobile... almost as though she wanted this
to happen, without having to take the responsibility of it upon herself.
With greedy avidity, Dan's tongue flicked out, the tip of it teasing moistly against the
short, hardened mound of her clitoral shaft, causing it to pulse with sensations she had
never felt before this. Then, his fingers were spreading the tightly resilient opening of
her cunt wider yet, and he saw the thin membrane of her hymen, intact, unbroken...
completely virginal.
God! This little doll's a real cherry! There's never been anything bigger than a finger in
there! It's gorgeous! With a moan of uncontrollable lust, he dropped his tongue
downwards from her clitoris and shot it deeply into the coralline moistness of her
smooth, throbbing cuntal opening.
Her body recoiled convulsively from the sudden, moist contact, and she knew then that
this was actually something she wanted! It was beautiful... and with this famous disc
jockey! And it wasn't the same as it would be if he used his enormous, hard penis,
shoving it into her vagina and breaking her maidenhood forever. It was a handy
rationalization, as wantonly, she reached down, her fingers entangling in the disc
jockey's hair to pull his mouth hard in against her insanely demanding loins.
"Oh... Dan... oooooooohhhhhhhh... oooohhhhh... aaaaaaaahhhhh," she moaned, as she
felt his long, agile tongue flicking in maddening circles just inside the opening of her
vagina, sending delightful spasms of pure sexual pleasure searing through her. Oh,
God! It feels... soooooooo goooooooodddddd!
But, in the next moment to her own amazement she heard herself say, "We've got to
stop... you can't do this... you've just got to stop it!"
Surprisingly, he did stop. He was moving up over her, wedging his hips down between
her cringing thighs, leaving her unsatisfied cunt and filling her with both
disappointment and consternation. Oh, god! Now her vagina was burning alive with
the fire of her own female need... but she didn't want this! Why did he have to stop?
Below, his lust-inflated cock, aroused beyond all reason now, stabbed ineffectually at the
constantly moving target of her cuntal opening as she writhed under him trying to keep
him from shoving it into the untried tenderness of her young, virginal cunt. Finally, in
desperation, Kathy reached down between her legs and gripped the thick length of his
hardness in her tiny, desperate hand. It's so huge! She felt it warm and throbbing in her
hand, and as she deflected yet another plunging attempt on his part to thrust it into
her, the loose skin slipped along its length, the bulbous head reaching out yearningly
toward its ultimate goal.
She had never touched a man's cock before, and she felt a tingling thrill of unwanted
delight as she sensed its power, pulsing there in her hand so impatiently; then she
realized that her small fingers couldn't encircle it. Oh, god, it'd split me right open! It
was impossible for this enormous thing to go into her tiny opening! Yet perversely, her
state of arousal, knowing no logic now, obeying no boundaries, caused her to toss aside
all inhibitions. What would it be like... if she were to let him bury it deep inside her
passion-inflamed cunt? She was tempted. This was the way it was supposed to be... with
a man and a woman who loved each other... but Dan was someone she had only just
met... an older man! Maybe I'm wrong, she thought. Maybe it would be all right if I let
Dan go ahead and do it to me... just once...
Instinctively then and quite eagerly her hand began to stroke massagingly up and down
the throbbingly alive shaft of his cock, rubbing up and down its massive hardness with
maddeningly tantalizing strokes.
Dan, lying on top of her, grunted with frustration as he flexed his hips, still trying to
shove his aching cock into the moistly tight smoothness of her pussy. His teeth ground
together and his breath was laborious as he gasped. "Kathy, honey... put it in for
Christ's sake! Put it in your cunt! I want to fuck you... right now! I've got to fuck you,
Kathy!
His lewd use of that obscene, four letter word jolted her even though she heard it from
her friends all the time. Somehow when it was said in its true context as it was in this
moment it was really scarey. Somehow she just couldn't let this go on. And yet, down
below, her treacherously pulsating cunt was quivering with need for him, too!
"I can't do this... I can't let you do this... I'm a virgin... I'm only seventeen!"
He replied, "But you're acting like a woman."
And then, with a sudden gesture, her legs were being parted, and she felt the smooth
rubbery head of his cock moving up between her legs. It slid smoothly up into the
narrow cleft and stopped at the approach to her virgin pussy, and Kathy thought she
would pass out from the conflicts raging inside her.
His hands were working at her soft, round breasts, and Kathy could feel a distinctly
erotic connection between her besieged nipples and the rapidly moistening pussy that
was responding so readily to the blunt, blood-engorged tip of the disc jockey's swollen
cock. She began to push her hips lewdly up, higher and higher, almost begging to be
fucked.
There was no sense fighting anymore. The time had come. She had made her decision.
She wanted his cock in her cunt. So what if she was seventeen. He was right. She did
have the feelings of a woman and right now the most important thing in her young life
was to have that gargantuan prick stuffing her cunt to the brim.
Dan let his hands slip underneath her legs and drew them up so they splayed outward,
her heels digging into his back for support. With a grunt, he moved his lustfully aching
cock up to the incredibly tiny opening, sliding a bit to the side at first, and then finding
the entrance to her virgin passage. He could feel the perspiration forming wetly on his
forehead as he remained poised over her for a second.
"Okay, sweetheart," he said. "Get ready... your little cunt's going to be full of cock in a
second."
The lewd words created a shock force that blunted some of the pain Kathy then felt.
Her lover's entry was swift, hard and merciless. Pain seared throughout her narrow,
unstretched vagina as the huge rubbery head of his cock forced its way into the tiny
opening stretching it completely beyond its limits and making way for the untoward
entry of his long, invading hardness. The soft petal like lips of her cunt opened
reluctantly against the irresistible pressure, and the little hair-fringed cunt gave way to
the first sudden thrust. Dan rammed his throbbing cock halfway up inside her,
shattering her fragile virginity.
The tiny pink ridges of her cuntal walls moved in ripples before the advancing member,
and Kathy shrieked and yet continued moaning with a nevertheless unquenched desire.
It felt like she was being split apart. Her cuntal lips might never be able to close again.
The young teenager was begging him to stop, but it was all one big blur. Dan didn't
stop, but continued moving up into her, kneeling up and pushing her aching legs back
still farther until they hit the bed on the other side, and she thought the effort and
strain would tear her apart.
"Not much longer!" she heard him gasp. "It won't hurt much longer!" and true enough
as if the words themselves had some magic power over her, she felt her roughly ravaged
young pussy trying to adjust itself to accommodate the disc jockey's cock. He stopped
all motion, and they remained suspended for what seemed an eternity. The discomfort
subsided to the point where she could breathe evenly again. At that moment when
Kathy had just begun to relax, Dan thrust hard up into the teenager again, his cock
striking against her cervix with a fierce lunge.
The pleasure streaked through her with lightening-like force, and the stabbing pain
Kathy felt only seemed like a dream. Great bolts of bliss filled her, turning her into a
moaning, quivering mass of over-stimulated teenaged flesh. This was the best thing she
had ever felt in her young life! She had known it would be gooood... but why hadn't
she known it would feel this good!
Looking down at the beautiful young teenager gasping and moaning and writhing on
the bed, Danny felt his ego soar. He was fucking another one of these fabulous
teenagers he loved so well and this was the cream of the crop, she was so fucking
beautiful. The wild abandon Kathy suddenly displayed, proved to him that she was the
sensuous delight he had imagined her to be, and the fact that she had been a virgin
seemed like such an incredible bonus that he felt like shouting it to the skies or putting
it on the radio!
He fucked into her now with long strokes, pulling all the way back each time, and
forcing long low moans from her on each upstroke. She was loving it, too... and he
loved giving it to her!
"Oh, shake it baby... shake your butt... fuck back... fuck your daddy back..."
The more obscene his words, the more Kathy seemed to respond, and her moaning
became like music to his ears... he began to try to see just how far he could take her.
"Is it big enough for you? Do you want more in your cunt? Oh you're so tight... just
like a baby... oh fuck me... fuck me... babeeee." Dan's obscenities, coupled with his
fiercely fucking cock, made the young teenager feel flushed with emotion... almost
undone by the extent of her passion. She was enjoying it all... her desperately straining
cuntal walls felt filled to the extreme and she thought that she would like to feel his
cock inside her all the time! Not just tonight... but all the time!
"Oh... Daneeeeee... it feels gooooooood... tooooooo goooooooddddd..."
Dan's fingers were on her breasts again, rubbing and tweaking and kneading the soft
flesh. He could feel by the way her cunt was carrying on around his lust-swollen cock
that she was about to cum any second. Me too, baby, he thought... me too.
"Unnnnnnnngggghhh... uuuunnnnggggg," she groaned feeling the older man's naked
body pressing hard on hers, driving her deep into the mattress. The muscles in her
hungrily clasping pussy were contracting wildly. She thought she would go out of her
mind. It was all building up into something so wonderful that she didn't know if she
could stand it! But she was going to try! The tautly stretched moons of her buttocks
were split wide as her legs dangled helpless in mid-air. A wild series of body and 
mindrocking spasms overcame her as Dan rammed again and again into her crazily
careening orgasm.
"Ooooohhh... ffffuuuuuuccckkkkkk," she screamed. Her streaming, storming cunt
clutched and milked his hard fucking penis and she screwed herself up to meet each
lunging thrust as it crashed up into her. Swooning and wailing with delight, she began
to gasp heavingly for air. Her face was contorted with passion and release as he fucked
mercilessly into the hidden recesses of her nakedly upturned pussy.
He was cumming, too! Beneath him on the bed, she was creaming in delight, as she felt
his white-hot sperm sharing into her nakedly widespread cunt. His insanely pistoning
cock was exploding like a machine gun. The wetness struck home and ricocheted back
around his wildly climaxing cock.
"Jesus Christ... Jesus," he shouted.
"Oh Dan... oh fuck..." Kathy cried.
Dan slumped over the teenaged nymphet. Kathy was in a state of utter bliss, a coma
induced by the first potent orgasm she had ever had. Exhausted, Dan looked down at
her beautiful and now peaceful features. Happily he could still feel her tight cunt
twitching around his deflating, pulsing cock.
You old lecher, he said to himself, before dropping off to sleep.


Chapter 2

Lynn Brand had always been drawn to older men. Perhaps she was looking for the
father who had never really given her the needed affection. Oh not that he didn't give
her everything she wanted, materially, that is. But the time and attention she needed so
desperately was denied to the only child. To this end, over and over again, the
seventeen-year-old redhead was irresistibly drawn to men much older than she. Tonight
was no exception.
Since the teenager had entered the disco she had been snapped up on the dance floor
by none other than Jefferson Marsdale III, a wealthy San Franciscan businessman, Jeff
often frequented these places where he could meet young attractive women. He was
married of course but that didn't stop him from patrolling the bars almost every night
of the week. He had really been stopped dead in his tracks, tonight. That young
redhead was really something and even younger than most of the women he went after.
Something in her body movements when they were dancing told him that she was
going to be dynamite in the sack. For assuredly that was where they were going to end
up, this un-likely couple.
About midnight the couple left the disco. Perhaps fifteen minutes later, after a short
couple of drinks in the oak-paneled bar section of the borrowed apartment, Lynn and
Jeff had moved unhesitatingly toward Lynn's bedroom and the assured privacy of the
mammoth King-sized bed. There was no need to speak in whispers, for Lynn had
assured her middle-aged male friend that her room-mate was safely out of the way for
hours yet.
"She went home with some disc jockey."
"Oh, I see... she won't be home for hours if it was Danny Manici... I saw him there
earlier tonight."
"I think she said his name was Danny."
"We're safe then, he said, his thick fingers fumbling nervously at the buttons down the
front of the young teenager's jeans. He moved his hands upward and he could feel her
large soft mounds tauten under his touch and it stirred his own anxious passion to a
heightened tempo. As he reached the last button, Lynn bent over and grabbed the jeans
and pulled them down over her long legs and flung them over a chair in the corner.
While Jeff looked on in wonder at the beautiful teenager stripping in front of him, Lynn
started pulling off her T-shirt and he saw instantly what he had known to be true all
along. She was completely braless and her womanly breasts spilled from the shirt and
surged into an enticing exhibition of sensual femininity and proud nakedness.
"What fabulous tits, you've got... I can't wait," Jeff gasped.
Lynn hurriedly removed her sheer lacy panties and lay back onto her wide luxurious
bed, leaving the satin coverlet in place. Jeff looked down at her in undisguised lust...
Jesus Christ, what a body... and she looked about twelve years old!
Jeff hurriedly stripped off all of his clothes in the near darkness of her bedroom, his
eyes on Lynn's voluptuous body as she awaited him on the bed. He had downed at least
a half dozen glasses of Scotch during the night and his head was reeling with his mind
boggling blending of intoxication and eagerly aroused carnal desire. He crawled onto
the bed haltingly, uncertain just what the sensually exciting promiscuous teenager
expected of him. Jeff always was obedient to his women's sexual avidities, eager to
please them, for in that attainment was his fullest gratification.
Lynn spread her smooth thighs as he joined her and gave him the gentlest of prodding,
sufficient to make her ravenous hunger aware to him.
"Kiss me down there, Jeff," she whispered, as if afraid to give voice to her forbidden
teenaged passions. He lowered his head to the fragrantly perfumed cleft between her
nakedly splayed thighs and parted with his fingertips the light fleece-like pubic hair; he
was close enough to feel the steaming heat of her aroused womanhood. "Hurry, Jeff...
kiss me there! Touch me there!"
Her fingers curled in his hair and he felt her whole body tense in a salacious shiver of
desire that fanned out from her loins at the first tentative touch of his tongue against
the pink moistness of her vaginal slit. He licked teasingly along the narrow fleshy
furrow and his tongue-tip prodded at the pearly bud of her clitoris; he savored the surge
of power he felt in his own loins at the knowledge that just this simple tonguing could
bring shiver after shiver of shuddering lustful desire to this fantastic teenager's naked
body. He felt his heart quicken, his breath become forced and rapid, as Lynn's lips
parted and a gasping moan of total surrender escaped from deep within her throat.
Lynn gasped again as she felt his thumbs spread farther apart the soft damp lips of her
vagina; she moaned as his tongue traced up and down the full length of the piquant
crevice between her thighs, hungrily in search of her most secret sexual flesh. He took
to his task unhesitatingly, eagerly, and his searing liquid tonguings became even more
frantic as he sensed the ever growing arousal he was bringing to this gorgeous teenager.
Her gasping moans and constant groaning grew loader and more intense as he pressed
his head deeply between her widely-splayed thighs and thrust his probing tongue far up
between the fervently quivering lips of her cuntal slit. She cried out in ecstatic delight
and her hips began a lewdly inciting rhythm of their own, grinding up to meet his
tongue and lips. Her hands tangled in his greying hair and she literally imprisoned him
between her straining supple thighs.
Jeff heard, or though he heard, the sound of a door closing somewhere, but his auditory
perception was severely muffled by the tightly gripping flesh of Lynn Brand's thighs as
they closed around his ears; he tensed for an instant at the unexpected noise, but Lynn
gasped something inaudible and then urged him on with the pressure of her hands
against the back of his head. His whole face was literally smashed against the quivering
eager wetness of her cuntal flesh; his tongue probed and thrust deeply up into the
hungrily clasping vaginal cleft and he could sense from her strengthening shivers of
cunnilingual passion that she was nearing her tumultuous orgasm. His rough tonguetip, 
like the lashing leather of a whip, sought out and found the throbbing, nervecrowded 
bud of her clitoris; his moist lips quickly encircled the tiny node of
womanhood, and he sucked voraciously as her whole voluptuous nakedness became a
sprawling frenzy of limbs and rich red hair.
"Oh god," she moaned hoarsely, her young voice cracking with passion. "It's so good...
just a little more, of lick my cunt... lick it before I go insane."
Jeff had reached a sensually maddening rhythm with his tongue and lips, alternately
laving the wildly aroused pearl of her clitoris and darting incitingly up into the warmly
liquid depths of her cuntal wetness. Suddenly her whole body tensed as if in one
paralyzing convulsion, and Lynn Brand's hands seized her lover's grey hair viciously
and smashed his face so tightly against her trembling fervent vagina that he could
scarcely breathe. She herself gasped loudly for air and then held it in her lungs for what
seemed an eternity before the shrill scream of orgasmic abandon burst from between
her anxiously clenched teeth.
I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg, cuuumming! Oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh yes... yes..." she
cried as wave after wave of climactic passion broke over her spasming body dike surf on
the rocks. "Oooooooooohhhhhhhhh."
Her voice trailed away in a gasping whimper as the first satisfying crescendo of her
orgasm dissipated in a shiver of still hungry desire. "Jeff... fuck me... fuck me now...
fuck me... come," she panted eagerly.
Marsdale, freed from the imprisonment of her lithe thighs, wasted no time crawling up
and over her naked body as the voluptuous redhead raised her legs and doubled them
backward against her own breasts. Hurriedly, breathing rapidly and unevenly, Jeff
Marsdale positioned himself over the sexually enticing flesh of the wildly promiscuous
teenager and prepared... hopefully... to finish the exciting task at hand, that of bringing
Lynn Brand to the teetering brink of another climax, and then toppling her head over
heels into the chasm of sexual fulfillment... but once again there would be no finale and
no final act for Jeff.
He knew it almost before he crawled on top of her and felt his own eager flesh against
the parching heat of the redhead's fervent nakedness... his penis was as limp as an old
piece of lettuce.
"Oh, no... Jeff, hurry... hurrrrrry," the lust-crazed teenager moaned in urgency. "Please,
I need it... I need a big cock in my cunt... come in... put it in... what are you waiting
for?"
She searched down between their lewdly grinding bodies for the virile hardness of the
older man she so fervently craved... but only a fistful of soft robbery clammy flesh
awaited her there at the squirming junction of her naked thighs.
Another young woman had discovered the reason that Jefferson Marsdale III needed to
chase around with a different glamorous playmate every night. He was desperately
seeking someone that would change his luck. Jefferson Marsdale III was impotent.


Chapter 3

Lynn Brand woke up from a fitful night's sleep to the jarring ring of the doorbell.
Unaccustomed to sleeping in the new apartment and expecting Kathy to answer it, she
remained in her bed. After a few moments when the annoying buzzing didn't stop,
Lynn tiredly hauled herself out of the bed and out into the hall.
Mumbling angrily she approached the front door and peeked out the peephole.
"Oh Jesus," she said aloud, "just what I need."
"Hi Mrs. Barton," she said opening the door a crack, "what's up?"
"Let me in, Lynn, I have to talk to you and Kathy right now."
"We... er... Kathy went out early this morning... I think she had a reading at school or
something."
"Okay, never mind... I'll talk to you then. I have something for you kids."
Obediently, Lynn opened the door and her eyes widened as she spotted Mrs. Barton's
companion. Standing on the doorstep with Mrs. Barton was a huge German Shepherd.
"Why, Mrs. Barton, who's dog is this?"
"That's what I'm here about... let's go in and sit down."
"Okay let's go in the kitchen and I'll make some coffee."
Leslie Barton followed Lynn down the hall and into the kitchen with a huge dog
following her. She pulled out a chair and seated herself at the large wooden kitchen
table.
Tiredly, Lynn went through the motions of making coffee for an unwanted guest or
guests, she thought, glancing over at the enormous dog her room-mate's mother had
brought with her. What's all this about, she wondered? I hope we're not going to have
to go through a spot check on the apartment by our parents every day.
"Now Lynn, I'm sorry that Kathy isn't here but... I think you realized just how
reluctant we were to let you two girls move into this apartment for a full six weeks.
Both Mr. Barton and I think you're too young but it seems that your parents were in
full accord with the arrangement so we felt that we had to abide by their decision.
Anyway, we are still uneasy about the situation and that brings us to Rudy."
"Rudy?" inquired Lynn. "Who's Rudy?"
"Oh, yes, of course, allow me to introduce Rudy," she said nodding in the direction of
the large member of the canine family now reclining happily on the kitchen floor.
"Rudy is going to be staying with you for the next six week."
"Whaaaat? Whatever for?" Lynn blurted out.
"Mr. Barton and I decided that in view of the high crime rate and also the fact that you
two girls are not capable of defending yourselves in case of an emergency we would get
you a dog. Actually the dog is on loan from the company that provides the security
dogs at Mr. Barton's store. He's an amazing watch dog yet is also very gentle. I have
bought all the food necessary for the next six weeks and he has a leash. All you need to
do is walk him once a day and feed him twice. He won't be any trouble to you at all. I
notified your parents this morning and they too thought it would be a good idea."
They'd agree to an armadillo if they thought it would get someone off their backs, Lynn
thought bitterly. I just can't believe this. What a drag, a dog.
"That's all we have to do... feed him twice and walk him once. Shall we leave him in the
back yard or in the house?"
"It's all right to have him outside if you're home but I think he should be left inside to
watch the place when you're both out. I'll just go out to the car and get the food. I
stopped by the supermarket on the way over and stocked up. He's got his own dish and
everything."
"Okay, if you think it's necessary to have Rin Tin Tin here, I guess I can't argue but I
don't see what good he's going to do besides eat a lot."
"It'll make me sleep a lot easier at night knowing you girls have some protection. These
dogs have proven to be very effective at Mr. Barton's store and he wouldn't be without
them now for guard dogs. He's not going to bother you at all."
Leslie Barton got up and walked out to the car. She returned in a few moments carrying
two huge sacks of dry dog food and quickly turned and walked back in with another
case of tinned dog food. "Just to make sure," she said smiling.
"This looks like enough stuff to feed an army of guard dogs."
"He eats quite a lot so I thought I'd be on the safe side. Listen, I'll call you later to
make sure everything is all right. I've got a hair appointment. Got to run. Talk to you
later. Get Kathy to call me when she gets home from school. See you Lynn." she said,
dashing out the door.
"Bye." called Lynn.
God, wait till Kathy gets home. I'll kill her. Those parents of hers are too much. Why
don't they mind their own business. A dog. What the hell do we need a goddamn dog
for? Picking up her coffee, the glamorous teenager walked back into her bedroom and
crawled back into her bed still muttering about the unwelcome pet.

* * *

Across town, Kathy had just woken up in the bed of the disc jockey. Slowly she tried to
reconstruct the events of the previous evening when she had lost her virginity on her
first night away from home. She looked around the room and suddenly realized that
she was alone in the strange bedroom. She felt a tingle of excitement laying on this bed;
this was where she had had her first man. This was the only place she'd ever been with
a man.
Her reverie was interrupted. Suddenly Danny Manici was kneeling on the mattress
beside her, placing his half-full beer on the bedside table.
"What time is it?" Kathy asked, wondering at him drinking a beer at this hour of the
day.
"About half past then," he said facetiously, slipping into his corny DJ banter. "Let's not
talk about the time though, we've got more important things to do, right, baby?"
Kathy felt her whole body begin to shiver as his hands touched the small of her back
and then moved down over her soft round buttocks and started to push up along the
backs of her smooth teenaged thighs. She heard his breathing suddenly grow faster, and
she could feel the hot intensity of his stare there between her slightly-spread thighs. He
gave the teenager a meaningful nudge and she lifted her hips and then her breasts so
that he could pull the blankets fully off, pausing to caress her shoulders.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm, " she murmured softly as his hands smoothly caressed their
way down her back and then moved around the front to fondle her large firm breasts.
The teenager felt a quiver of eagerness as her naked breasts rubbed against the sheet;
her nipples hardened in contact with the soft fabric, and Kathy could feel the same
urgent surge of passion of last night rushing through her chest and loins.
His warm hands moved further down her back as he let his fingers wander over her
body. The youngster was totally naked and she purred like a complacent pet kitten as
his searching hands coursed over her eagerly, devouring her naked flesh with his
fingertips. His hand slipped easily up between her milky-white thighs until his fingers
brushed electrically across the sparse blonde pubic hair around her vagina; his finger
swept just slightly over the quivering, nerve-filled bud of her clitoris, and she moaned
loudly, a visible shiver of excitement racing up from her naked Ions and along her bare
smooth back. His own fervent lust thoroughly aroused, the knowing older man lifted
and rolled her voluptuous body over easily so that her full frontal nudity was offered up
to him. Her beautiful jade green eyes were looking up at him with unabashed
admiration, and her naked firm breasts rose and fell in the swelling crescendo of her
blatant and uncontrollable teenaged passion.
Dan's lust-widened eyes bulged to take in all of the rich young blonde's luridly exposed
sensuality. Like every other teenager he had brought up to his apartment she was
anxious to please the well known disc jockey. They were all groupies at heart, he
thought jadedly. Just look at this one with her legs twitching anxiously and her ripe
little ass just squirming with excited eagerness. Just last night this rich little kid from
the suburbs had been a virgin and now here she was in his bed, begging for his cock! It
was incredible! Too fucking much! She was probably underage too, he thought. But for
the unscrupulous, narcissistic disc jockey that made it all the more exciting.
His hands again roamed upward between her thighs until he could feel the hotlysteaming 
furrow of her young cuntal flesh quiver in passionate response to his lustinciting 
caresses. "Ooohhh," she sighed up at him and when he lowered his face to
hers, her tongue lashed out as if to pull him closer and then pushed wetly into his
clinging mouth in a lascivious signal of utter surrender.
Kathy was only half-aware of a hurried rustling of bed-clothes and when she opened
her eyes wider, Dan was standing over her completely naked, his man-sized cock visible
pulsating between both his hands. He crawled onto the bed and kneeled over her
prostrate form with a self-satisfied smirk on his face.
"Reach down and stick it in, sweetheart."
Anxious to please the older man, Kathy complied almost immediately, and he moaned a
long, deep sigh as her warm fingers closed eagerly around his rigid penis and then
began to push the thick fleshy foreskin back over the distended purplish knob. She
squeezed his cock-shaft impatiently and eased it up against the hotly steaming lips of
her hungering recently innocent cunt.
Danny could feel the softly tickling pubic hair brushing against his lust-distended
member as it poised tremblingly at the very cuntal mouth of her vagina. Her pussy-heat
seemed to draw him like a magnet, threatening to suck him voraciously into the very
pit of her desire-heightened loins. He knew she was his, all of her, every delicious inch
of her! These teenagers fought over the right to jump in his bed.
"Want my cock, baby?" he sneered coarsely into her little ear.
Kathy did not answer but lay beneath him groaning in barely audible gasps through her
clenched teeth; her lips were pulled back and quivering with the frenzied passion her
new lover stirred between her supple young thighs.
"I asked you a question, Kathy," he said with solemnity. "Do you want it or not? If you
do I want you to ask Danny really nicely."
Kathy shivered beneath him. "Danny... please don't make me do that... just do it to
me."
"No honey, if you're going to play with the big kids... you've got to know the rules." He
looked into her perspiration-beaded face and he knew he would be victorious; all these
little groupies succumbed to his fatal charm. Whatever power he seemed to have over
them, it was working its magic now with this one. Kathy's tongue encircled her
trembling lips in obvious passionate hunger; her eyes were closed but her eyelids
fluttered at the touch of his naked penis against her moistly-quivering cuntal softness.
He was on his elbows over her, his cock insinuated just slightly between the pouting
pink lips of her nakedly beckoning vagina, but suddenly another idea flashed in his
jaded brain... something new, even for him, a little special way he'd heard about never
got around to trying... he could fuck her between those big, beautiful tits! That would
be a novelty!
Dan sighted down along the muscular hardness of his chest to the luscious teenager's
slightly quivering breasts, firm and soaring as they shivered beneath him. Placing a leg
on either side of her slender torso, he squirmed forward and positioned himself with his
immensely swollen cock between her white, pink-capped breasts; the soft warm flesh of
her naked breasts closed around the rigid blood-engorged length of his organ and he
gasped at the exciting exotic sensation. His fingers shook with the eagerness of his
growing lust as he squeezed the resilient fleshy mounds until his tightly fondling rip left
tiny red welts between the ridges of his fingers; he kneaded them and crushed them
into a dozen different shapes, but every time they snapped back to the full voluptuous
mounds that flared so proudly on the chest of the youngster.
Dan moaned with the exquisite pleasure of Kathy's breasts encircling warmth around
his cock; he squeezed them tightly together so that they formed a narrow tunnel-like
opening and he rocked his pelvis back and forth so that his hard, lust-engorged cock
slithered back and forth inside the hairless, tightly-gripping cleft between her high-set
breasts. He pushed the purplish bulbous head of his cock through the tightly encircling
channel between her breasts until it poked lasciviously against the underside of her
chin; she jerked away with a half-intelligible gasp of revulsion. Kathy was shocked.
Although she was more than anxious to please this, in her eyes, famous man, she was
not about to suck his cock. Yes sir, she drew the line there. She would just not
cooperate. He eased back and laughed silently at the tiny smear of his seminal fluid that
glistened there above her blemish-free neck.
For several long tantalizing minutes more, he kept up the slow, slithering pace... his
own sticky discharge had thoroughly moistened the smooth-bored cleft between her
breasts and his cock slid right up to her chin. Kathy turned her face away disgustedly,
but he could still feel vibrant sexuality that flooded her body and knew she was totally
under his control. All except for one thing... she was obviously not into giving him a
blow job. Well, he thought, all in good time... anyway he had lots of other anxious
teenagers in his entourage more than happy to suck his big cock.
His hands squeezed her large full breasts in from the sides so tightly that his cock could
scarcely slide between them; he had his eyes half-closed and his teeth clenched with the
wildly erotic sensations of this strangely inciting experience. He felt the surging tide of
his orgasm begin to swell deep in his sperm-laden testicles and he thought with a lewd
mocking grin. Why not? It would be amusing for a change to try it this way.
Pushing the pliant mounds together so hard that Kathy almost jumped out of bed, he
humped ferociously forward a few last quick times, his pistoning penis slithering
machine-like between her tightly smashed breasts; her nipples almost touched as. he
shoved the warm womanly orbs together, and then with a grunting sigh of release, he
let his lust-bloated balls explode along the steel-hard shaft of his cock until the seething
viscous stream gushed between her crushed pink-tipped breasts and onto her neck and
chin like a sticky glob of spittle.
Kathy started from the sudden unexpected sensations of something warm and liquid on
her flesh, and when she looked up and saw Dan looking down at her mockingly, his
face crossed with a sneer, she squirmed maddeningly to wriggle out from beneath him,
but he held her securely between his knees.
In spite of her desire to do everything the disc jockey wanted she was really turned off
by his unexpected behavior. "That was a rotten, disgusting thing to do! How could you
do that to me?"
Dan raised one leg and moved off of her, trailing his flaccid penis across the still vibrant
mound of one of her breasts, leaving a smear of semen that oozed over her crinkly
nipple like some aerosol shaving cream. He knelt beside her on the thoroughly rumpled
bed; the sheets beneath his knees were half on the floor.
"Don't start freaking out, baby," he said with a confident grin. His hand lifted the
rubbery length of his deflated cock and flapped it around like a length of obscene
garden hose.
"There's still plenty left for you... just get it nice and hard again and you can have it in
your cunt. Right up there... you sure got used to a big cock stuffed in your cunt real
fast. Last night a virgin... today..."
Kathy looked up at him, her eyes burning with a potent mixture of passion and
confusion. She would have liked to spit in his face and walk out of here... but she knew
she wouldn't. Instead the now promiscuous teenager took his soft penis and began to
experimentally stroke its fleshy skin. She did not look up at him at all and in hardly any
time it was growing hard once again. Kathy Barton had a feeling she was going to be
late for her drama class that day.


Chapter 4

Rudy was a little confused. Since he had been brought to this large apartment, two
hours previously, he had not heard a single sound. The tall, elegant woman who had
driven him over unloaded some bags from the car and then drove away. The younger
beautiful woman had just ignored him and had immediately gone back to bed. Rudy
had the distinct impression that he wasn't welcome. He tried to remain as unobtrusive
as possible but he was getting restless. A German shepherd was no little lap dog content
to hop daintily on and off the sofa. Rudy wanted some exercise or some company.
After what seemed like an eternity to the intelligent animal he heard a rustling sound.
His dog-eyes widened as his new mistress stepped from the darkened bedroom into the
light of the corridor... she was totally naked, completely without the clothes he had
guessed were always a part of humans. He had seen his other mistresses nearly
unclothed on several occasions, and he had guessed at the white smooth loveliness of
their flesh under their garments but never had he seen a human this way. Rudy felt a
strange, yet powerful, awareness begin to kindle beneath his powerful furry flesh, a
weird and exciting knowledge that had somehow come to him out of nowhere... the
comprehension that this human, his new mistress, was a female in every sense of the
wordy something he had never thought about up until now. It was as if a whole new
world had opened up for him, as much a bounty of new and wonderful experience as
when he left his kennel home at the Barton's store and come to this new world in this
lovely apartment.
He watched in rapt attentiveness as his red-haired mistress hurried down the corridor
away from him; her skin seemed electric, something an animal like Rudy was quick to
sense. She went into a room and closed the door behind her. Rudy was still there in the
carpeted corridor when Lynn returned. He watched her as she moved toward him... she
had not seen him yet... and his eyes bugged out from their sockets as he took in every
inch of her soft white nakedness; he had never looked at a human in this way, nor even
thought of it. A strange newfound warmth crept over him at the realization that his
teenaged mistress' nakedness was no different from the sensual offerings of a female
dog in heat! The beautiful child/woman, this human female, was burning up with that
peculiar heat of unfulfilled lust! Rudy in his acute animal's perception had picked up on
the satisfying experience that Lynn had undergone. He knew as no human could ever
know how the teenager's loins still craved the joy of fulfillment.
"Rudy. I had completely forgotten about you. I thought Mrs. Barton had put you
outside. God, and me running around here without a stitch on. Still, I guess it doesn't
matter to you, does it, big boy?" Lynn Brand walked to where the husky male animal
sat resting on his powerful haunches; later, much later, the youngster would recall that
she'd felt a lingering shiver of exhibitionistic pleasure from the longing look he gave her
with his soulful brown eyes. "Oh, you don't have your collar on."
Lynn wandered aimlessly into Kathy's room and saw that she still hadn't returned and
the memory of the disastrous night she had spent with the older man flooded over her.
She had lost control of herself this time, letting herself be sucked in by a father image
who couldn't deliver the satisfaction the young teenager so craved. What was really
bothering her was the punishing agony of her sexual frustration, a surging pool of hot
molten liquid in the pit of her belly that threatened to consume her alive, like some
vicious parasite. She had desperately wanted to move into the city, into this apartment
away from her parents so that she would be able to have a man. Hopefully a steady
man because the unusually mature for her age teenager needed a regular sexual outlet.
And it was that nagging consciousness that Lynn Brand felt at this moment with every
ounce of her womanhood... the awful knowledge that she had struck out on her first
attempt.
"Oh, here's your collar, Rudy," she said lightly, her voice betraying her real emotion.
"Come over here and let's get this on and I'll put you outside. It's silly to leave you
inside like this. An apartment is no place for a big strong dog like you. I don't know
why our parents are making you stay here with us. Wait'll Kathy sees you. She'll just
die." She leaned over him, uncomfortably aware that his brown male eyes had never left
her nakedness for an instant, and reached around his massive neck to fasten his leather
collar. "Here... I know you probably hate collars like most dogs... but... Rudy!"
Lynn had jerked away reflexively from the sudden intrusion of a warmly laving tongue
across her bare thigh; but now she froze in that position, still half bent over, pondering
the unthinkable... Was it intentional, or just some friendly accident. Could the dog
possibly have done that knowingly? Is it possible that this dog has a dirty mind?
Slowly, cautiously, she edged closer once again until the huge dog's furry head was
nearly cradled against her naked thighs. And again he did it! First the canine sniff, and
then a sure, unquestionable lashing of his long pink tongue, the tip uncurling and
brushing lightly over the supersensitive flesh of her vaginal lips. Of course, he can tell
I'm still sexually aroused! He thinks I'm in heat!
The knowledgeable teenager was convinced that was the answer; Rudy had only sniffed
her and tentatively licked her most private regions in response to the most basic of his
animal instincts... that of sexual response. She was close to dismissing it all as an
unexpected incident, something to be remembered but never mentioned, when a
thought flashed across her brain like a lightbulb flashing in a comic strip. No, not really
a thought, for to have thought such a thing would have meant putting her basest
desires into unspeakable words... more precisely, an impulse. A quick, penetrating
suddenness of motivation straight from the gut, that and nothing more.
Lynn Brand, a most provocative teenager, glanced suspiciously around, though there
was no one in the rambling apartment except her and Rudy; she had a sudden feeling
of guilt, of forbidden wanton thoughts, but she suppressed it in favor of something
stronger... a savage curiosity that should have been bred from her blood thousands of
eons ago, but somehow returned like some memory of lust past. She edged closer still,
only this time she spread her white womanly thighs apart in unmistakable offering...
this would tell the truth; was it an accident before, or was this massively masculine
animal responding to her sexual hunger the only way he knew?
Suddenly his searing tongue swiped from his canine lips and lightly caressed the
swollen lips of her tingling vagina. Like a flaming lash, it burned along the very slit of
her fervently-aroused cuntal flesh! Again and again his long pink animal-tongue snaked
wetly out from his lips, its tip curling as it splayed wide the turgid, hair-rimmed lips of
her aroused pussy. Lavingly, it moistly caressed the pinkly-quivering mouth of her cunt,
pushing apart the fleshy folds, swirling upward between them until his tonguetip
twirled about the nerve-filled bud of her clitoris. There seemed to be no end to his
loving lingual caresses, and each fiery swipe of his bestial tongue brought a fresh
gasping moan of tumultuous sensuality to Lynn's disbelieving lips; she was standing
with her shapely long legs spread wide, and her naked pelvis was shoved forward
obscenely for the rapacious lickings of his lust-stirring tongue.
Rudy was keenly alert to the boiling surge of desire-heated blood that streamed up from
his loins; his nostrils were roused to the sweet liquid warmth of her simmering pussy
cleft. He could sense that his tonguings brought even greater waves of lustful ecstasy to
his naked mistress and he felt good inside to know that such was his. masculine ability
to excite a human female.
Lynn was deaf, dumb and blind to everything around her except the lusty lavings this
magnificent male beast was delivering to her sex-tortured vaginal cleft. Her eyes were
half-closed, her lids fluttering with expectant passion, and her lips ovaled and quivered
with unspoken desires. "Oooooohhhh... Rudeeeeee... that's it... lick me harder! Oh yes,
you big brute... lick my cunt... it's soooooo... gooooooddddd..."
She wanted him to keep it up, to lick again and again with his hotly swirling tongue,
but instead, she began to pay heed to the nagging warning that was sounding in her
tortured brain. What if her roommate Kathy should come home early? She'd find me
out here in the hallway like this... I mustn't take that chance!
Awkwardly, reluctantly, she pulled her proffered charms away from the huge beast's
ravenous lavings and backed into the bedroom. Rudy looked at her incredulously for a
couple of seconds, then responded to the soft beckoning sound of her seductive voice.
"Come on, Rudy... in here with me," she said, not believing that the words she heard
were actually her own. It had to be some other person talking, not herself... she was
actually enticing this virile animal into her bedroom!
Lynn Brand was nearly out of her head with the rush of feverish sensations that raged
up from the seething, fervent slit of her vagina, upward into the passion-clenched
depths of her belly. She backed against her bed and stretched out on her back, her flesh
a mass of goose bumps as she opened her supple thighs and absently traced the
voluptuous swell of her breasts up from the flat plane of her taut belly. Her own
fingertips, as if guided by some unseen hand, closed incitingly around the soft pliant
flesh of her breasts; she felt her nipples shiver into hardness beneath her own caressing
touch and she knew there could be no turning back now... whatever the day had in
store for her, she had committed herself to. Some weird, primeval power seemed to
have swept over her mind, eating away at her very being through the vulnerable access
of her lust-aroused frustration, and she was powerless to stop it now. Or perhaps, as
Lynn knew only too well in her most secret of thoughts, she had no desire to stop it!
For once, just once, she might gain some respite from these gnawing pains of sexual
starvation that had eaten away at her since her impotent lover walked out the previous
night.
She clenched her jaw to hold down the fear and dread and shame that threatened to
choke her like some vicious bile. "Now... Rudeeeeeee... come up here with me... now."
The great furry animal needed no further urging, and with powerful strides, he
bounded to the edge of the bed and leaped onto it. He could see his naked mistress
tense as he towered over her; her legs closed a fraction of an inch and her breath
became forced and labored.
Lynn looked at him in amazement and awesome fear... there was still time to back out
of this wild and crazy thing she had let herself in for. She knew she could get up from
this bed now and Rudy would be probably content to go out and play in the backyard;
confused, perhaps, but at least complacent in the knowledge that he had lured her this
far. Or had he lured her at all? Was this all something she had secretly desired, some
slightly bent sex-urge she had kept hidden all these years, even from herself. But then,
even as she pondered the possibilities of escaping this wickedly forbidden act, the huge
male dog sealed her fate with a single, lapping lick of his long, curling tongue. There
was only one way out now... only one ticket left!
She lifted her head to watch as the steaming length of his lingual member licked up and
across the flat smooth plane of her shivering belly. His long, wetly swiping strokes took
him higher and higher along the voluptuous curves of her naked body until his tongue
tips prodded eagerly at the undersides of her large firm breasts, each longingly moist
lick a fraction of an inch closer to the crinkly flesh of her jutting nipples.
Lynn twisted and writhed beneath his none-too-subtle caresses as they moved up and
enveloped the trembling dark peaks of her nipples; her body jerked and spasmed as if
she had been touched with a live wire and there was nothing she could do to save
herself... her pent-up sexuality was exploding inside her like a million flashbulbs at a
press conference.
There was no reality to her now but the fervently licking tongue of her amazing new
watchdog... who could have guessed just short minutes ago that she would have let
herself be so wickedly aroused like this? What could have possessed her to turn into an
animal-hungry slut in hardly the space of a few hours? Lynn Brand had no earthly idea
why she was doing this forbidden thing, but she knew she was powerless to change her
mind now. Whatever it was, it had her in its fist like the surge grip of fate itself... she
was lost!
The naked redhead could hear a mewling whimper erupt from deep in the magnificent
animal's husky throat and she gazed deeply into his soft brown eyes, anxiously waiting,
as if she expected him somehow to speak. He moved closer to her face and she felt her
heart pounding like a trip-hammer inside her chest. Waiting, waiting... and then he
kissed her! A lick perhaps to some, but as much a real and arduous kiss as any she had
ever received!
The proudly virile animal sensed the telling surge of lust-heated blood racing through
his well-muscled body as he detected the pungent aroma of his new mistress' passion in
the moistness of her quivering lips. As the teenaged redhead's eyes widened
incredulously, he eagerly brushed the tiny pinkness of her tongue with his own, slicing
caressingly at the wet sweetness, a moaning whimper of excitement rumbling in his
chest. He knew all too well what she wanted of him... his primeval maleness hungered
for any bitch in heat... and she was more ready than any dog he had ever encountered.
Lynn Brand watched disbelievingly as he ceased suddenly his fervent lingual kisses and
backed away from her face, maneuvering his supple canine body until he was
positioned between her slightly splayed legs. Her mind reeled at the lustful images her
senses relayed frantically to her brain, but she did nothing to extricate herself from this
unbelievably lascivious plight... but she was reeling from the savagery of absolute carnal
lust, and nothing else, no matter how urgently pleading made any impression
whatsoever on her passion-incited thoughts. Suddenly, the ' magnificent beast nuzzled
the inside of her thigh and beckoned her legs wider... blindly, obediently, she obeyed.
Oh my God, she thought for a fleeting instant, has he become the master and I the pet?
But still, she did nothing to stop him.
A shivering gasp of pleasurable anticipation rippled from her lips as she felt his urgent
dog breath parting the sparse pubic curls there between her thighs; his cool nose
brought a fresh shudder as it edged along the aroused inside of her thigh until, with a
whimper, his nose touched the very blood-warmed flesh of her desire-moistened vaginal
cleft. She eagerly awaited his next move, her legs opening and closing slightly in a
scissoring movement that bespoke of her uncontrollable desire for fulfillment.
"Oh," she gasped involuntarily as suddenly, his laving tongue darted from his lips and
laved the whole naked furrow of her widely-splayed buttocks, its tip brushing from the
tautly-clenched orifice of her anus to the shuddering pearl of her clitoris. His searing
lavings continued until the mere lingual pressure of his tongue began to spread apart
the fleshy pink lips of her vagina. She shivered delectably as he drew his scalding
mouth up and over the full length of her cunt again and again, his lust-inflamed tongue
spreading through her softly yielding pussy flesh like a knife through melting butter.
His passion-inciting tonguings did not stop there, but continued splaying the beckoning
flesh of her cuntal slit, at last lunging in an invading curl far up into the ravenously
clasping warmth of her hungry pussy. Lynn Brand gasped and moaned, her body
convulsing with savage, bestial ecstasy from his skilled oral lappings... God, she knew
she would probably have such an orgasm that she would shock the whole apartment
building with her screaming. All her new neighbors would know of her illicit tryst! All
this time... in her parents home... only able to sneak out occasionally for sexual
satisfaction in the back seat of someone's car... and now this wildly lascivious union!
The naked redhead moaned incessantly now from the intensely-arousing sensations his
long, curling tongue was exacting from her lewdly spasming body; her gasping moans
increased in tempo and in strength, her sensually-incited brain whirling now in the void
of sexual ecstasy. Again and again his scorching tongue eagerly grazed through and
over the quiveringly soft flesh of her upturned loins, from the snugly taut little hole of
her anus, upward through the hair-rimmed furrow of her steaming cunt. At the
uppermost moment of his upward lavings, his curling tongue-tip hesitated, then eased
deeply between her shivering cuntal lips to flick tormentingly at the sensually incited
bud of her clitoris... the great beast seemed to sense that this tiny nugget of feminine
flesh was somehow the core of her sexuality, for he toyed with it and caressed it
skillfully, bring her to a fever pitch of ravenous and mindless passion!
Days could have passed, weeks, and Lynn would have known nothing of their passing;
she was wildly, ecstatically aroused, her whole body churning and writhing on the
bedspread beneath the hotly-urging licking of her powerful dog-lover.
"Oh... oooooohhhhh... it's sooooo... gooooooddddd... you wonderful doggy," she
moaned in near-delirium. Her mind fantasized a towering incubus-like creature, half
man and half spirit, sent solely to quell this burning need she had carried about
between her thighs. "It's toooo... toooooooooo beautiful... don't stop... don't ever
stop..." the teenager's voice had become a hissing cry of anguish, and her knees were
drawn back so tightly that her large full breasts were rubbing erotically against her legs,
her cuntal cleft lasciviously splayed to its fullest to give the lust quenching animal
greater access to any and all of her womanly treasures.
The huge German shepherd was keenly aroused by this exciting new scent and taste,
this pungent aroma of human female passion. He loved his new mistress, and his very
soul ached to be able to repay her for the kindness of just being with her. In his fervent
animal-thoughts he wanted to show her how much he really loved her for taking him
away for his boring guard-dog duties and into this. Her bed!
There would be no doubt of the proof of his love... there at the core of his new mistress'
sex, sparsely hidden in the light fleeciness of her pubic hair, was all the liquid proof he
needed. Her yielding vaginal flesh and its moistly flowing juices assured him that his
mistress was indeed aroused, and in her arousal was his hope of the ultimate
fulfillment!
Lynn was nearly crying out in anguish as she felt his laving tongue abruptly removed
from her fervent vaginal flesh. "Rudy... what is it? Oh, lover... what is it?" she inquired
hoarsely.
"Don't stop now... I'm almost there... just above over the hill..."
She spoke to him as she would to another human, for that was nearly how she
perceived him now in her acutely aroused state. But still he backed away from her as if
he wanted no more of her. And then she saw plainly why he had ceased his lingual
caresses... his animal-cock was rigidly erect and dripping from its furry sheath! Lynn
gaped openly, wide-eyed, as the glistening, hardened organ emerged slowly from its
long sheath, thickly turgid, the tapered crimson tip swinging as it oozed from the
constrictive sheath in an endlessly lengthening scarlet hardness. Suddenly the awareness
of what the powerful animal had in mind slammed into her like a car wreck... he
wanted to fuck her with that sinister thing dangling beneath his belly!
"Oooohhhhhh... Rudeeeeeeee... oh... noooooooooo... not with that... I... must have
gotten carried away when you... but... not this .,. . " She was looking into his soulfully
deep brown eyes and he seemed to comprehend, at least to understand that something
was wrong. And almost immediately his eyes shimmered with the mist of unhappiness
as the handsome dog sensed that he had done something to displease his voluptuous
mistress. He hung his head sorrowfully and Lynn was certain that the murmuring
whimper from deep in his furry throat was almost a crying sound. A ribbon of
salaciousness spun through her confused thoughts, a surging undercurrent brought on
by her insanely aroused state... the weirdly erotic events of this morning, of this
moment. And suddenly, she knew what she must do! Ever fiber of her being, every
faded relic of her morality urged her not to do this wicked, bestial thing, but Lynn
Brand was a strong-willed youngster. Nothing had ever deterred her from getting what
she wanted or doing as she desired. This would be no exception. She was blind to all
reason as she turned over on the mattress and kneeled on elbows and knees, her naked
buttocks upthrust in wanton, salacious invitation just inches from the German
shepherd's curling tongue. Her own eyes glimmered with the fervent wickedness of this
act she was about to consummate... she was going to be fucked by a dog. Like some
animal act on a sleazy Tijuana stage, she was going to throw herself into the deepest,
most depraved chasm of bestial perversion. She tried not to think with any semblance
of reason and clarity; her long, hungry body was like that of a young bride on her
wedding night. Her brain reeked of the liquid, lascivious lust that filled her like alcohol
and stupefied her diminishing powers of reason.
"Oh, please, hurry... hurry before I come to my senses!" she choked in lustful
surrender, but the hugely virile animal hesitated, perhaps in confusion. Again she
pleaded with him, her breasts smashed flat against the mattress and her naked buttocks
stuck up into the air right at his face. The whole naked expanse of her ass-cheeks and
pussy cleft was offered to him in undeniable solicitation. He finally edged his husky
weight forward, mounting her easily, his great furry paws resting on her back as he felt
the steaming moisture of her overheated vagina all along the crimson tapered length of
his immense dog-cock!
Lynn felt it as well, and a fresh, torturing wave of sexual hunger swept over her... she
had to have it... she was starving... now! She reached back until she could grip his
slippery animal-taper; using her fingertips to part the fleece-like sparseness of her pubic
vee, she insinuated the crimson, dripping tip into the ravenous clasping grip of her
hungering vagina.
"Rudy... my God... it's so hot... it's like it's on fire... it is burning my fingers... oh stick it
in my... fuck me... fuck me with your burning cock... or stick it in my cunt...
Rudeeeeeee... now... fuck me... I'm going insane..."
Perhaps the dog understood her words, or more likely, he sensed the fervent urgency in
her tone, but whatever the motivation, the powerfully built German shepherd answered
her longing plea the way nature had taught him... with a savage snap of his haunches
that thrust his tapered cock all the way up into the wetly-gripping confines of her
empty cunt!
There was not even a moment's thought of gentleness or mercy, for such is not in the
nature of virile beasts like Rudy; immediately, his lust swollen testicles were slamming
viciously against the upturned slit of Lynn's hair-rimmed vagina as he fucked savagely
into her proffered pussy from behind in a punishing staccato pace that brought a fresh
scream from the naked redhead's parched lips.
"Aaaaaaauuuuuugggggghhhhhhh... it's so gigantic... it's so hard... it's killing me..." she
cried out at the first skewering penetration of his wantonly erect dog-cock, but she had
scarcely any time to think of her ravished pain, for the rapid-fire rhythm had caused
another eight or ten impaling thrusts to be explosively delivered up into her cuntal flesh
before the cry of anguish had even left her lips. Like the powerful dog that he was, his
searing dog-cock left her lips. Like the powerful dog that he was, his searing dog-cock
fucked deeply into the far hidden depths of her lust-tortured belly. She gasped and
squirmed beneath him, her mind a whirlpool of sensual madness, the very core of her
fervent womanhood burning with the rabid frenzy of her forbidden lust.
Her lewdly submissive body was quickly filled with wave after wave of unholy ecstasy,
and the voluptuous teenager could do nothing more than groan and cringe salaciously
beneath the lust quenching beast as she offered the whole of her cuntal furrow up to
him in abject submission. She strained to look back behind her and catch a glimpse of
the scarlet rod of stiffened dog-flesh as it slithered at a blurring pace in and out of her
ravenously-clasping vagina, fucking its way to the furry hilt in her widely-splayed cuntal
slit, his heavily-bloated balls slapping up and under her pelvis as he skewered her
bestially impaled pussy again and again!
She ached from the strain of struggling for a better look, her brain a blank of sensual
desire. Meeting his punishing thrusts inch for inch, she ground her naked buttocks
back against the powerful firm under-belly, rotating her hips lasciviously and pushing
with all her strength so that every rigid inch of his dog-cock was firmly implanted deep
within her passion-filled belly. Primeval lust surged madly through her slaving body as
she sensually pumped her hips back onto his ever-thickening cock as it skewered deeper
and deeper with ravishing fury into her ragingly aroused vagina. Furiously, his hairy
animal belly and loins battered and thudded resonantly against the upturned cheeks of
her buttocks, his thrusting animal-cock beating a bestial rhythm of forbidden ecstasy as
it squirmed inside her feverish vagina. Shamelessly, like an animal herself, the redhead
ground her rotating hips and buttocks back at him, whimpering beneath her gasping
breaths, grinding the ravenously-gulping mouth of her naked, wetly clinging vagina
back onto the pounding length of his crimson dog-cock, her lips ovaled in a half-uttered
cry of enslaving passion.
Lynn sensed a growing wave of unutterable bliss deep in her belly, a remembered
urgency from out of the past... she was nearing sexual fulfillment! For the first time in a
long time, the promiscuous teenager was about to reach the long-sought pinnacle of
sensual ecstasy! Her erotically seething loins writhed with the lustful frenzy of a million
volts of sexual electricity, the lewd, lascivious promise of orgasmic abandonment
quivering in her belly. She moaned to the very brink of her rapidly welling climax,
nearly doubled in half now as she thrust her perspiration-soaked buttocks back tightly
against the German shepherd's firm underbelly. She tried arching her back even more
and looking up between her legs. She could clearly see his thick crimson dog-cock
slithering between the widely-splayed hair-fringed cuntal lips of her pussy. She gaped
with bulging, unbelieving eyes at the pink wetness of her own cuntal flesh moistly
clinging to his stiffly erect cock as it pulled slitheringly out of her belly, then vanished
up inside her again with his heavily-bulging balls slapping far up under the cleft of her
widely spread legs with a lewd smacking sound as they brushed against her pubic hair.
She tremored with the salacious thrill of feeling her heaving breasts bobbing and
swaying beneath her writhing torso as she lifted them from the mattress; her sensitive
nipples rubbed teasingly against the bedspread and brought even more shivers of
impassioned arousal to her already lust maddened body.
The naked teenager's hips and buttocks began to take on a rhythm of their own, acting
almost as if they possessed some second hidden mind, and she thrust her perfectly
shaped buttocks back at the wildly humping beast with shameless enthusiasm. "Yes...
yes... fuck me... fuck me with your big dog's prick... do it... fuck meeeeeeeee."
Rudy felt the overpowering madness of his animal-desire well into a fireball of white
hot passion for his redheaded new mistress. She whined and moaned with each and
every skewering thrust of his scarlet dog-cock now, and the burning flesh of her vaginal
sheath clung greedily to his thrusting maleness, rapidly urging him closer and closer to
that shuddering point of savage urgent orgasm. She ground back even harder against
him, doubled so acutely that his every skewering thrust sank to the fur-covered
thickness of his balls; he answered with an especially hard, vicious plunge forward that
seemed to ripple into the very depths of her belly. It was all the voluptuous naked
teenager needed to boost her up and over the pinnacle of her orgasm and send her
wailing into the utterly depraved depths of bestial wantonness! She cried out loudly,
thrusting her wildly spasming hips back hard onto his consummating dog-cock in a
grinding convulsion of orgasmic release!
"Aaaaaahhhhhhh... Jesus... aaaaahhhh... I'm... I'm... ccccuuuummmiiiiinnnnggg... don't
stop... Rudeeeeeeeeeeee... I'm... cuuuummmmiiinnnnggggg..." Rudy answered her
urgent appeal with a stabbing thrust of his lust stiffened cock as it began to empty its
searing dog cum deep into her womb in long, liquid spurts. She screamed maddeningly
again, her contracting buttocks convulsively milking at the long, impaling taper of his
jerking cock. Her luxuriant red hair flailed about her head in a scarlet halo in her sheer
erotic bliss; she shuddered and moaned loudly as she felt the lewd mingling of their
mutual love juices warmly oozing from the tightly-clasped lips of her clasping cunt and
trickling down the shivering insides of her nakedly-splayed thighs, while her pussy
hungrily milked the last few precious drops of dog-cum from her bestial lover's rapidly
softening penis. She murmured softly, an unintelligible ramble of words on her still
gasping breath and then she fell forward onto the bed, his cock slipping from her
clenching grip with a lascivious slurping noise that seemed an appropriate ending to the
forbidden union of woman and beast.
Perhaps as much as half an hour later, Lynn managed to rouse herself from the blissful
comfort of her bed and climb unsteadily to her feet. She had to hold on to the edge of
her dresser at first, as her knees buckled under her at the first attempt to stand. She was
thoroughly and absolutely drained, exhausted in that special and wondrous manner of
love-making that still allows for the joyous aftermath of good sex. Lynn felt tired in a
way, but wondrously alive and vibrant at the same time, as if some unseen hand from
the depths of the universe had somehow wiped away all the unpleasantness of the
previous night with that impotent old fart! She was glad she was young and had her
whole life ahead of her.
Lynn looked around for her animal-lover, but he was gone; it did not surprise her
really, for she could hardly expect a dog to sense the peak of emotion she felt at this
moment, and she did not blame the dog for deserting her as would have a man who
had done the same. She pulled on a robe and made her way shakily to the kitchen for a
quick cup of coffee to settle her nerves. Rudy was already outside, having nosed the
unlocked back door open and he was romping around in the back yard of the
apartment building as if nothing had happened. She shook her head in bewilderment,
still unable to believe it really happened. Her roommate's mother had brought this dog
over for their protection this very morning and two hours later the guard dog ends up
in bed as the most fantastic lover she had ever had in her young life. Imagine being
fucked to the nth degree by a dog! It was absolutely not to be believed! Incredible!
She found the case of dog food that Mrs. Barton had left behind and opened one on
impulse, determined to pay back the big dog's favors in the one way he might
understand. "Rudy... come here... here's some food for you baby... come on boy..."
The husky German shepherd bounded anxiously to her side and shoved his snout in
the huge soup bowl shaped dog's dish of meaty food, tail waving in appreciation. Lynn
shook her head and laughed under breath.
Just wait until Kathy gets home and sees our new guard dog, she thought. She felt a
little sorry only that there was no one she could share this revelation with. Strangely,
she wished there was some way Kathy could be told, but she knew, of course, that ever
telling anyone of her depraved morning was completely out of the question. It would
have to be a secret between her and Rudy. She was sure he wasn't going to tell anyone!


Chapter 5

Exhaustedly, Kathy Barton climbed the stairs to the apartment she would share the next
six weeks with her friend Lynn. Her first night in San Francisco away from her parents
and she had spent it in the home of a disc jockey. Her life had become quite different in
the last twenty-four hours. For one thing she was no longer a virgin and for another
thing she felt like she was in love. Imagine an important good-looking young man like
Danny Manici actually paying attention of her. Of course, she reasoned he had not
treated her too well but then he was so busy and must have millions of women chasing
him. She knew. She just knew she was going to be seeing a lot of him.
Reaching the front door, she turned her key in the lock and the door sprang out almost
immediately. The tired young blonde was almost knocked over by a blinding blur of
fur. "Lynn," she screamed, "what's going on?"
Lynn instantly came running from inside the apartment and started laughing as she saw
the look of sheer bewilderment on her room-mate's face as the huge German shepherd
leaped up and down on her. "Down, Rudy... get down. That's your other mistress."
Immediately the well-trained animal obeyed but continued enthusiastically sniffing the
new blonde as she cautiously made he. way into he apartment.
"What do you mean other mistress... who's dog is this... what's going on?"
"My dear girl, your mother brought him over this morning to make sure that no bogey
men get us... he's one of your father's guard dogs from the security place over at the
store. She brought all the food and all that stuff so we don't have to spend anything on
him... we just have to walk him and feed him. He's really a pretty nice dog. His name's
Rudy."
"Trust my paranoid parents to think we need a dog to look after us... oh by the way...
didn't she freak out that I wasn't home?"
"Do I look dumb or something? I told her you had gone to a reading this morning...
and speaking of readings I've got to get to class... I've got an improvisational workshop
this afternoon so I've got to get going... aren't you going to class today?"
"No I just have registration today and I can do that tomorrow. I'm going to unpack all
my clothes and stuff today. Are you going to be back for dinner?"
"Yes I think so... we can go shopping later and you can tell me all about last night and
your disc jockey... I gotta run now... see you later."
"Yeah... see you..." Kathy called to her fleeing friend.
Kathy looked down at Rudy who was looking unhappily at the departing figure of Lynn
out the front window. She felt certain that her mother and father had perpetrated some
kind of sick joke... a full-grown German shepherd in this apartment and neither of
them knew the first thing about looking after a dog. Her mother thought all she had to
do was buy a sack of food and everything would be all right.
The young blonde went into the kitchen and walked over to the refrigerator. She
poured herself a glass of milk and sat down to have some of the refreshing liquid before
she faced the unpleasant task of unpacking. She propped herself up on her elbows and
drifted off into a daydream about her disc jockey. A dream in which she was the central
lover installed in his apartment with big rock stars coming back and forth all the time
and acknowledging her. Her beauty. Her knowledge of music and the theater. She was
starring in a play and had become every bit as important as Danny. Shaking herself
awake she peered around the edge of the table of where Rudy lay dozing; his tail
swished as she looked down at him and Kathy giggled under her breath... the sly devil
was watching her and pretending to be asleep.
A dog with a sense of humor. That was something at least!
"Come on, big boy, open up those big brown eyes and let me see my new dog." Kathy
leaned precariously from her chair and stroked the soft shiny fur of his neck; the big
German shepherd made a noise in his husky throat that was almost like a purr, but
much deeper. His whole expansive chest seemed to vibrate with the sounds and his
voice was rich and full of bass.
Rudy shook his head violently to clear away the drowsiness and pushed himself up with
his powerful haunches; he rose to his feet and scratched the back of his head against the
leg of the table where Kathy sat. "Stop looking at me like that," she said with mock
severity. "You need a little petting is that it?" Come a little closer and I'll scratch your
pointy little ears... come on, boy."
He gazed longingly up at his beautiful blonde mistress and instantly obeyed; he loved it
when anyone put loving hands on his furry body. In his usual dog-style he had already
forgotten about the furious fucking with Lynn this morning. He wanted some new
thrills now.
"Does that feel good, you big handsome brute?" Kathy asked softly as she scratched the
sensitive flesh behind his ears and on the back of his thick furry neck. Rudy purred his
canine reply and Kathy scratched beneath his neck as he nodded his huge head in eager
submission. In spite of her initial annoyance at her parents for forcing this animal on
them, Lynn was warming to the animal. She had always been fond of dogs and this big
beast seemed so gentle. "You like me to scratch you, don't you?" she asked as if she
expected an answer, and then felt very silly for talking this intimate way to a dumb
animal. After all, he was only a dog... German shepherd's could hardly be expected to
carry on conversations, even an usually bright and sensitive one like Rudy seemed to
be.
"Rudy, I think I'm punchy from being out all night," she confessed with a tender smile.
The German shepherd cocked his head upward and gazed comprehendingly into her
soft green eyes; his own brown eyes mirrored the intense feeling he had developed
rapidly for his new human mistress. "I must be insane talking to a dog like this, I mean,
just like you were another person. But already you don't seem like an animal to me,
Rudy. You seem like you want to be my friend. I can tell by the look in your big eyes. I
wish you could talk back to me. You'll just have to be my sounding board until Lynn
gets home from class."
The dog seemed to sense her loneliness at that moment, and he stayed close against her
bare leg as she sat at the kitchen table once, when she glanced down, he was looking up
at her as if to say, I'd make it all right if I knew how, honestly I would.
Kathy tried to do her unpacking as efficiently as possible, but her heart wasn't in it.
Once she tried phoning Danny, but there was no answer on his phone. Maybe, he's
gone to work but she turned on the radio and he wasn't on so miserably she imagined
him to be with some other girl.
The teenager spent the rest of the afternoon miserable. The only bright spot
surprisingly enough was the dog. He really seemed to be commiserating with her and
Kathy was glad of his friendship. Finally, Kathy was finished her unpacking and had a
little bit of time on her hands. "Come on Rudy, let's go for a run around the park. It'll
do us both good to get out of the house. I'll just get your leash. Come on boy."


Chapter 6

Kathy put on her jacket and led Rudy out of the apartment on his leash. They walked
down two blocks and turned right and into the Golden Gate Park. Rudy seemed to be
straining on his leash so Kathy dropped it and let the big dog run out his pent-up
energy. Kathy herself felt like running although she was really quite tired. She was
anxious and frustrated from her experience with the disc jockey. Did he really like her,
she wondered? Would she see him again?
Moving deeper into the park Kathy started to run on the soft grass. Since it was a week
day in the late afternoon there were very few people around. Except for a few people
playing frisbee and one or two wailing dogs the place was practically deserted. Near the
frisbee field away from everything there were a few cars parked. Kathy noticed them but
kept on running and then something made her stop.
Wasn't that Dan's expensive Italian sports car over there? The maroon one by that
grove of trees... but it didn't look like there was anyone in the car. Doubling back from
the meadow, she approached the back of the car. Her running feet nearly slid out from
under her on the slippery grass. She made a vain effort to stop and turn back, but it was
too late. She was only a foot or so from the passenger's side of the low slung sports car
and what she saw brought both her hands to her mouth in a useless gesture, a futile
attempt to stifle the gasp of horror and surprise that burst from her throat. It took less
than a second for Kathy's widened eyes to take in the lurid tableau of what was going
on in the car, less that a heartbeat for her to realize what a fateful mistake she had in
coming over to look in the car. Her eye swept like the lens of a camera, etching yet
another photographic image into her mind, one like the image of last night with the
disc jockey, would linger in her thoughts like a how-to book in instant growing up
process. Kathy was learning in the school of hard knocks how cruel life could be.
Unfortunately she had only reached chapter two. The final horrifying chapter was yet to
be written for the beautiful teenager!
There on the small bucket seat closest to Kathy knelt a naked girl of not more than
thirteen, her pert, childish buttocks stuck up almost to the top of the sports car's door.
Her naked ass-cheeks squirmed and wriggled with the intensity of her childish passion;
her face, framed by her long straight dark hair that spilled across Danny's lap, was
buried tightly against his unclothed loins. Danny had pushed his driver's seat back as
far as it would go and his pants and undershorts were crumpled around his knees; his
head was back against the top of the bucket seat, his fingers knotted in the young girl's
long hair. Even as Kathy watched, too paralyzed with shock to move, he gasped out the
pleasurable cry of his orgasm, and Kathy saw the young teenager's whole lithe naked
body shudder as she frantically gulped down the viscous rushes of semen that were
bursting into her mouth from Dan's wildly jerking cock.
Danny saw her first, glimpsing the movement of a shadow across the hood of his small
car. He jerked around in surprise and the young brunette pulled her face away from his
hair-matted pelvis as the ripple of startled movement frightened her as well; she spun
around, and Kathy's last sight, before she turned on her heels and ran, was the sight of
that young girl's face, not much more than a child with budding girlish breasts nakedly
exposed in the daylight in the park, her lips smeared and sticky with the cum-splattered
remnants of Danny's adult sperm.
She saw or heard nothing on the endless run back to the apartment. She was dimly
aware that Rudy was running along beside her but that was all. Tears clouded her
vision. He was nothing but a low creep who specialized in seducing young girls. This
latest one looked like he had grabbed her outside the elementary school. Still knowing
how disgusting the disc jockey was did not ease the pain of her own recent seduction.
The teenager felt she had given up her virginity to someone unworthy. She had thought
it was special, given like a precious gift to someone she loved. The recipient of her
expensive present had taken it and tossed it in a pile with the rest of his gifts and today
had gone out and taken yet another one.
The young blonde felt incredibly vulnerable in that, moment. Maybe it had been a
mistake to talk her parents into letting her house-sit the apartment. Maybe they were
right. She wasn't old enough yet to take care of herself. Hadn't the events of the last
day proven that?


Chapter 7

Kathy noticed immediately that Lynn's Volkswagen was still gone from the driveway.
The troubled teenager was grateful that at least she would not have to face her
roommate in her present state of mind. She had ceased crying finally, perhaps from the
run back, though her chest occasionally heaved uncontrollably and she had to gasp for
breath to force down the lump in her throat. It was still too soon to think clearly,
Kathy's one coherent thought being the instinct to get home and safely into her room,
away from the ugliness and betrayal of this terrible day.
She entered through the back door without being aware that Rudy was a few feet away,
and ran to her room without switching on a single light, as if perhaps the darkness
could shut out the burning memories that ate away at her young brain like leeches. But
the void of late afternoon darkness only made the hurt more painful, and she found
herself turning on all the lights in her room, then the stereo, some soft rock music that
Kathy usually found cheering. Tonight, though, even that would not help. There was
the sound of a car door slamming out front, faintly carried through the big empty
apartment, and Kathy hurried to undress... she wanted to appear asleep when Lynn
returned, for there was just no chance of facing her so soon after her latest painful
discovery. She almost felt like jumping into her car and driving home to her parents
home to her familiar room in that safe house.
Quickly her crying ended, she pulled off her clothes, including her bra and panties as
she disliked sleeping in anything more restrictive than a sheer nightie, and slipped into
the nearly transparent bit of lingerie her father had bought her for Christmas. She was
about to wriggle beneath the covers when she stiffened with fear at the sound of
someone at the front door. Kathy shrugged it off and decided it must be Lynn home
from school. Yes, that's it, she said to herself. Lynn's home.
Kathy closed her eyes and squirmed deeper between the clean sheets, but she knew
right away she would never find sleep tonight without something to assist her, tired as
she was. Irritably, she climbed out of bed and opened the door to her bedroom a crack.
There was no sound at all from the front door, and she started to cross the hallway to
the bathroom for a sleeping pill when the door chimed noisily, giving her such a start
that she cried out in alarm. Her heart pounded furiously in her chest until she realized
that it was only early evening. Why was she so jumpy? Maybe it was even Lynn who
had forgotten her key and here was she acting like a nervous maniac.
She grabbed her dressing gown from its hook behind the bedroom door and padded
hurriedly on bare feet to greet the unexpected caller. Moments later, she would regret
not having taken the first step of city caution, a peek through the viewing window; that
was something that her parents had always told her to do in the city. They told her it
was like looking both ways before crossing the street. But tonight, Kathy Barton merely
switched on the front lights and turned the handle thoughtlessly. The first glimpse of
tight jeans and expensive leather boots relayed the panic button to her already troubled
brain... but it was too late... much too late.
She pushed hard against the half-opened door but it swung open effortlessly against her
frail weight. "Hello, Kathy, honey... surprise!" The young teenager grabbed impulsively
at her robe, clutching the two sides tightly together... it was Danny and two hip looking
dudes she didn't know.
"What are you doing here... I don't want to see you again... you'll have to leave... now
just get out of here."
The degenerate disc jockey only shrugged without seeming to hear her and pushed his
way into the hallway. "That good-looking redheaded roommate of yours here too? I
brought some friends along... I thought we could have a nice party. After all that's what
you moved into town for... isn't it... to play with the big kids." The two hip looking
men chuckled anticipatorily, one of them brazenly rubbing the bulge that ridged his
tight jeans along the inside of his thigh.
"Party? What are you talking about? I'm not having a party with you now or any other
time. Now get out of here." Her manner was courageous but her cracking voice
sounding like a little girl betrayed her very real fear. She had certainly not seen this side
of Danny last night. There was something vicious and nasty about him the way he was
now, like he was kind of a Jekyll and Hyde character. But if Danny was frightening, his
two companions were like some kind of perverts. One was fat, with shoulder length
brown hair and although he was not dressed badly his ugly body made his clothes seem
cheap and obscene. He wore knee high black leather boots that on a thinner person
could have looked rather fashionable but on this blimp looked merely ridiculous.
Without meaning to Kathy could see the swelling bulge in the front of his jeans that he
rubbed insultingly. This fatty's cock looked like a formidable weapon. The second was
tall, taller than Danny who was over six feet, with a pimply complexion that almost
made her ill to look at. His face looked like all the chocolate bars in the world had
come to a head on it. You could hardly put a pin head between either a crater-like scar
or a giant zit. He had the defensive posturing that comes from knowing you're ugly as
sin and therefore adopt a "so what the hell are you going to do about it" kind of
attitude. Kathy as much as she was repulsed by the greasy blob could barely stand to
look at this excuse for a man with his face like a plate of rancid meat. She would not
have been surprised had he suddenly snarled and bared a pair of savage, blood-lusting
fangs, his lips coated with rabid foam. They were a pair straight from a nightmare and
she felt her blood run cold with dread as the first premonitions of what they sought
chilled her heart and numbed her very soul.
"Come on kid... don't look like we're going to eat you... well, maybe we will at that,"
Danny said and his friends roared with raucous laughter at his obscene joke. "I just
thought that since you seemed to be so interested in my business over in the park I
better come over to check things out."
"What do you mean... that was an accident. But it was disgusting, just disgusting, what
I saw."
"What do you know about what's disgusting. You were a cherry till last night. So don't
talk nasty to your elders."
The two creepy men chuckled at his revelation about the beautiful teenager. This made
it all the better for them. They moved a step closer to Kathy who stood shivering now
in fear her hands clutched to the front of her dressing gown, her flesh tingling with
dread from the tips of her bare toes to her head... god, this was no nightmare, this was
real. And she was trapped alone with them. Where the hell was Lynn? She must have
met someone at school and gone off with them. Kathy's mind churned with frenzied
emotion but one clear thought emerged above the maelstrom of fear... Rudy! Where
was he? He was a goddamn guard dog wasn't he? Of course, now she remembered, he
had been with her when she came home from the park and she had come in the back
way and locked him out in the back yard. Oh dear god, if only I could get to him. I
know he'd save me."
"Excuse me," Danny said with mock formality, "I'm forgetting my manners. You
haven't been properly introduced to my friends. This is Fats and this is Hamburger.
They're engineers over at the radio station and they just love young chicken." His two
friends boomed with hysterical laughter, far too loudly for Danny's feeble attempt at
humor. "Well, now that we've taken care of that maybe we can have our party."
"Yeah," Fats grunted, "let's get it on... got any booze?"
"No, this isn't my apartment," Kathy said really getting worried. What if they wreck the
place. I'm responsible. Oh god, why did I ever agree to do this?
Familiarly the disc jockey walked over to Kathy and his hands darted out lightening fast
and grabbed at the buttons of her robe, yanking it open in front.
Kathy felt a flush of shame as she realized she wore nothing beneath her see-thru
nightie, but she fought the urge to hide her nakedness and responded with something
more basic, more animalistic, she swung with all her strength and hit at the man who
had deflowered her and now was making a mockery of everything she had ever believed
in. He caught her arm before it connected with anything. "Now is that any way to treat
your big love, baby? Come on now. We're going to have a nice party. Let's all go into
the living room and have a nice drink. Then we're going to show you something. Since
you're so interested in cocks, I brought Fats over here to show you his. He's won cups
with his." Kathy was only half-aware that as Danny spoke he was shoving her down the
hallway to the living room... oh, if only I could get Rudy. Where is he?
Kathy was in the doorway now and she reached out desperately in a vain attempt to
grab the door frame and hold off this wanton assault, but Danny pulled her hands away
effortlessly and pushed her onto the couch.
"Here you go, kid... ever seen one like this?" Kathy looked up with out thinking and
jumped a foot from the sofa at the sight of what the fat man held in his hands.
"Oh god, no. Put it away. Stop this. Please." Her voice was hysterical with fear and
loathing now as she stared, mesmerized, at the thick pole of naked flesh he held like a
crowbar with both hands; its purplish, blood-bloated head had extended from the
rubbery sheath of foreskin and its solitary eye stared at her in unblinking lust.
"Come on, Hamburger," Danny said, "let's have some drinks. There must be some
good stuff in that bar over there. These folks look like they've got bread."
The pimple monster swung around behind the bar and extracted some bottles. "Look at
this. 120 proof vodka... they must be big shots to get this imported stuff." He poured
four glasses almost to the top and passed them around. "Drink up everyone."
"Okay, Hamburger, you take your drink and go out by the front door so you can see
what's going on and see if anyone's coming." Danny ordered.
The skinny, zit covered, youth did not respond at first until Danny nudged him
forcefully. "How come I gotta miss out on the action?" he asked, his voice a
disappointed whine.
"Don't sweat it man, you ain't gonna miss out. You just sit by that door and when I
come to get you, I promise little Kathy over here will take real good care of you." The
skinny guy laughed unevenly, and left the room with a stagger, his full glass of scotch
swaying in his hand. It was obvious that they had been drinking before they came over
to Kathy's place and this scotch was just going to put the cap on it.
"Okay Fats, let's take little miss Starfucker's clothes right off so you can see what she
looks like."
Kathy screamed out as their hands touched her flesh, but the fat, thick-armed one
closed her mouth with a huge palm that covered half her face, blocking her breath. She
knew there was no point in screaming or doing anything. Lynn was not coming home
it didn't appear and Rudy was locked in the back yard. Besides, this episode was
something her parents had prophesied would happen. How could she tell them that
they'd been right? She'd been so smart picking out this hot looking disc jockey and it
turns out he is nothing but scum. She should have known that a man of his age would
not have to be hanging around a disco picking up teenagers.
"Here, drink some more of this down." Danny shoved the glass of potent liquid in her
face.
"No, please... please..." Her voice was nothing more than a hoarse whisper as the fat
man released her; there was no will to fight left in her, just the one hope she could cling
to, the thin ray of hope she could cling to... that Lynn would come home.
"Come on... drink it." Danny handed her the glass again and began to pull at the
bottom of her nightie as his friend held her firmly to the sofa with one huge hand on
her shoulder, as easily as a man might hold a little kid. Now she'd made up her mind.
She was just going to go along with them. Whatever they wanted. She had no choice!
Even as she swallowed the scotch, Kathy could feel herself relaxing a bit. She'd had
about five ounces and the youngster was not used to it. Nothing seemed to matter
presently. Her guts were on fire!
Was it only minutes that had passed? For the now naked young blonde there on the
sofa, two lust-crazed men pressed close around her like vultures waiting for their meal,
it could have been days. Or even weeks. Perhaps it was the intensity of her fever-pitch
emotions, her gut-wrenching fear, that made the alcohol work its way so quickly; it
burned its way down her gullet and into her belly like a stream of white liquid heat,
and she could literally feel the surge of booze wash into her bloodstream, its potent
inhibition-killing strength already on it's way blotting everything out of her mind. Her
skin tingled and flushed and she felt strangely giddy and helpless, really drunk, but still
aware of everything going on.
Her arms fell uselessly to her sides and her voice box refused to open up for action...
her own body was betraying her! It was a mutiny of her own flesh and blood! She
offered no resistance as Danny and his fat companion lifted her bare arms and pulled
her sheer nightie up and over her head. She fell back onto the sofa, completely and
utterly naked, every inch of her sun-bronzed loveliness vulnerable to their probing
stares; she had never felt so abjectly exposed, as if she were a cadaver on a slab.
She peered through drunken eyes as the two men removed their pants and undershorts,
leaving their great pricks dangling. In her drunken haze, their cocks seemed like
cannons pointing at her. Two penises of throbbing purplish flesh moving toward her
unprotected nakedness with relentless virile energy, actually seeming to pulsate in a
steady, rhythm, a jungle beat of sensual incitement that threatened to forcibly trap her
in its wanton arousal.
"Oooooohhhhhh... Danny... nooooo." she groaned in self-defeat, her heart and mind
wracked with the awareness that there was nothing she could do to prevent what was
going to happen. The fat slob Danny had brought with him grinned down at her
obscenely through crooked teeth, his fist clenched around his immensely-distended
penis; lifted upward as it was, his swollen cockshaft looked like an extra leg growing
from the hair-matted thicket of his muscular pelvis.
Danny reached out to her naked flesh and she shuddered at his touch; a hand that
would have brought pleasure and warmth yesterday now numbed her flesh with
coldness. He reached between her slender, girlish thighs. "Come on, baby, open those
legs a bit and show my buddy here what a sweet cunt you've got. I told him all about
that cherry little snatch of yours and he wants to check it out."
"Danny no," she whispered uncaringly as he pushed apart her smooth trembling thighs,
revealing the moist cuntal slit for their hungrily appraising eyes. She moaned out as he
crudely bored a stiffened finger up into her steaming vagina, thrusting it so deep that it
was hidden up to the palm in the rapidly-lubricating flesh of her almost virginal pussy.
"You want it, don't you baby. You're soaking wet already. Just dying for it." He stuffed
another thick finger into her defenseless pussy, mercilessly fingering her nakedly
splayed pussy-flesh. She was gone now. Her buttocks grinding into the mattress in an
effort to get more action from the jammed fingers in her cunt. She wanted all this to
happen.
Danny chuckled as he saw what was happening to her head. He knew she wanted it
now and not just because he was a famous personality. This kid wanted to be fucked!
The fat one had noticed it too and he laughed drunkenly, his mouth twisting unevenly
in a sinister leer as he watched Danny's fingers plundering the fleshy pinkness of
Kathy's helpless cuntal crevice. Jesus, Danny boy had been telling the truth when he
said this suburban teeny-bopper had a fabulous cunt. Fuck, she was like something out
of playboy, only she was real flesh, not paper. With a face like a movie-star's, those
pretty little lips, perfectly shaped, her complexion rich and creamy, the kind that comes
with lots of expensive care. He loved to be in on Danny's little escapades. He always got
all these little teeny-boppers. The younger the better. Danny sometimes got them as
young as eleven. They loved to sacrifice their cherry for someone as famous as Danny.
And always Danny liked to share with his friends. He was a callous man who cared not
a fig about anyone except his own personal pleasure.
"Hurry up Danny... my cock's looking for a home." The fat man towered over her like
some human mound of jelly, his face and neck dripping with anxious perspiration, his
obscenely-huge penis stiffened between his fat fingers like a massive cudgel.
The disc jockey laughed down at her ripe body, then jerked his two fingers from the
tautly-clasping cuntal flesh between her thighs with a loud sucking noise; she moaned
with the movement but was without incentive to move... already, the booze had erased
her normal instincts for modesty. She was not really paralyzed, only her mind refused
to command her flesh to obey... nothing seemed to matter anymore. Her brain was
ready to accept any and all of their lascivious excesses as inevitable... she was over the
hill to depravity.
"What do you think Danny?" the fat one asked excitedly, luridly stroking his proudly
erect cock. "How about a cunt sandwich. That'd be out of sight."
"Great idea, Fats," Danny said with a lascivious grin. "I know this little baby has never
been fucked in the ass before... much less sandwiched. She's a hot box... she'll love it...
she'll be climbing the fucking walls." What do you think about that, baby? Two big
cocks rammed up your holes. Think you'll like it? He poked his swollen penis toward
her, smaller and less thick than his friend's but still the potent tool she remembered
from yesterday. "One in that juicy cunt of yours and other fucking you in the ass, with
you right in the middle. You'll think your brain is down there in your cunt."
Kathy had scarcely uttered a sound as they coolly brandished their lust-incited cocks
like vengeful weapons, calmly and calculatingly discussing the ravages they planned to
perpetrate upon her like she wasn't there, for something was gradually eating away at
her fearful shell of abandonment and horror... the truth that she could not face even in
her most secret thoughts: the liquor was beginning to torturingly tint her flesh with all
the promise of its sordid implication. There could be no denying that familiar glowing
surge of emptiness deep in the pit of her needful belly... oh how she hated to face the
reality of that insistent heat there in her loins... she was beginning to get turned on!
The calculated words of obscenities planned were taking their toll in the lust-incited
unconsciousness of her mind... she knew she should be fighting this depravity, it was
wrong, but instead she felt the warm spreading glow of passion growing between her
nakedly splayed thighs. They had converted her into a hot box of sinful lust... and there
was no turning back!
The curvaceous teenager shivered erotically, half of her body and soul actually
welcoming the increasing burning passion that was sweeping over her, for in that
blinding lust she knew she could find shelter, obliterating at least part of the shameful
acts she was about to indulge herself in. Through drunken eyes she saw the fat man
crawl onto the bed and begin to move up between her legs, spreading them wider with
his hands. Though she fought the sordid impulse with every shred of decency she could
muster, she found herself staring lustily at the incredibly thick length of his menacing
cock, her mind perceiving only one thing... the blissful promise of sexual fulfillment.
God, what was happening to her. Yesterday she had been a virgin. Today she couldn't
get enough! Even though she resisted this sudden welling of hungry passion with all
her heart, she actually wanted his cock; after all the vileness of this day, the discovery of
her lover with that child and her ultimate betrayal... she Still wanted it! He spread her
legs at the knees, opening them wider until she saw the purplish, blood-engorged knob
at the end of his cock only a scant inch from the already-moistening lips of her
fervently aroused vagina. He leered at her knowingly, then lewdly gripped his
burgeoning penis with his clenched palm and angled it downward until it actually
brushed against the shimmering pink flesh of her cuntal lips. She shuddered from the
burning, passion-inciting contact of his bloated cock-head against the sensitivity of her
susceptible vaginal moistness, a spasm of unwanted but eagerly received desire rippling
up from her belly to the very tips of her nakedly squirming breasts.
"Mmmmmm... mmmmmmmmmmm... aaaaaahhhhhhhh," she murmured despite
herself, a visible shiver of passion curling along her outstretched nudity.
"Well look at her hot little cunt... just can't wait for it... can she, Danny boy? The fat
man hissed down through clenched teeth, his eyes wide with lust as he lewdly dragged
the bulbous knob-like head of his desire-swollen cock through the trembling flesh of
her cuntal slit. He drew it tormentingly upward through the glistening crevice to
wickedly massage the tiny quivering pearl of her clitoris. She moaned again, louder this
time, squirming with fast-rising pleasure beneath his salacious cock caress. "Tell me you
want it, baby, or you don't get it," he whispered down at her, coarsely kneading the
pliant flesh of one of her sumptuous breasts with his free hand, tweaking her crinkly
pink nipple roughly and sending a shiver of wanton arousal shooting through her
wriggling body.
Her bare breast seemed to swell even beneath his crude caress until the fleshy mound
bulged from around the edges of his immense palm. "Come on, baby... you know
you're dying for it. Beg for it... come on..."
"You're mad... leave me alone," she gasped, but it was obvious her body cried out for
another kind of satisfaction. Kathy Barton was a lost cause now and the two men knew
it... no matter what she said or tried to believe, she was hotter than hell between her
legs and they could see it with their own eyes!
Danny's fat companion eased just the mushroom-shaped head of his cock between the
young blonde's cringing pussy-lips, laughed as she moaned when the bulbous rubbery
cock-tip spread her cuntal folds apart like the end of a crowbar. Finally, she could hold
out no longer... the last bit of will to resist had been destroyed by the raging flames of
her drunken passion. "I can't stand it... I can't stand it a second longer. Put your cock
in my... put it in me now." she cried, her lips contorted with lust.
"What should I do then? Say it. Say it."
Kathy's eyes were closed in embarrassment and her lips curled as she spat out the
detested words. "Fuck me... fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."
Her legs doubled back higher until they pressed against her sensitive nipples and she
grabbed for his shoulders, wracked with shame and lust and unable to control a second
longer the blast-furnace of passion that raged in her belly. Her cuntal lips poutingly
nibbled for his heavily-swollen cock as her hips writhed upward with a savage, grinding
rhythm of their own in a desperate attempt to ravenously suck his manhood up into the
steaming depths of her insanely desirous cunt.
Kathy moaned incessantly as she felt his semen-moistened cock-head insinuated
between her hotly-aroused cuntal lips... her eyes watched in licentious fervor as he
rocked forward, his passion-bloated penis disappearing up into the clutching depths of
her lust-drenched vagina. For a long moment, she watched as if it were someone else's
pussy, part of a lewd sex show perhaps, and then with a gasp, she cried out in
pleasure/pain at the immense size of his surging manhood. He flexed his hips and
rammed his bulbous cock-head deep into her belly with a thrust that parted the yielding
walls of her vaginal cleft like a clenched fist.
"Unnnnnngggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she gasped from the churning depths of her
very soul. He wasted no time and began to frantically fuck in and out of her cunt with
no mercy, his hips and loins fervently working to burrow his pounding cock deep into
her hidden womb. She felt his heavily-bloated testicles slapping obscenely between her
upturned buttocks, smacking against her tiny puckered anus with lewdly inciting
strokes. God, how she hated him... but she loved his prick! She was out of her mind
with unfathomable lust, and his pummeling cock was the answer to her body's prayer...
it was a wonderful penis to her now, despite her ravisher's ugliness, his fat body that
squished into her... but that seemed unimportant.
"Oooooohhhhh... yesssssss... yesssssssss sssssss..." she hissed, her eyes burning as her
cock-skewered hips began to thrust salaciously upward to meet every one of his
thrusting movements, each stroke penetrating deeper and deeper within her gaping
pussy.
"She's like a fucking mink, man" he shouted, his tongue hanging from his mouth as he
panted from the frenzied rhythm.
Kathy heard some muffled exchange of words between the two men that meant nothing
to her, and then found herself first crushed beneath his awesome weight and then
somehow rolled sideways and up; he never lost a stroke, but suddenly the sun-tanned
teenager was on top of the fat one as he rolled onto his back. His distended penis was
even more deeply imbedded in her belly now and she moaned from the skewering
thrusts that seemed to reach all the way up to her jiggling breasts. His hands gripped
her trim slender waist and he held her up so that her bare bosom was exposed to him,
her breasts bobbing and squirming inches from his leering face.
There was a gasp of astonishment from behind her as Danny stared at the tiny hairless
orifice of her anus, already slightly agape from the friction of his fat friend's cock as it
throbbed up into her moist pussy-slit from below. With his thumbs gripping her fleshy
buttocks, he spread the white flawless flesh of her ass-cheeks wide apart until her 
tautlypuckered rectum opened and closed in perfect rhythm with the other man's skewering
thrusts into her pussy. Suddenly he thrust his middle finger at the stretched anal ring,
parting the tiny band of muscle and bringing a choked moan from her throat at this
unnatural invasion of her asshole. She tried to wriggle away, but Fats had both hands
firmly around her waist and she cried out this time when the stiffened finger popped
with an audible noise up into her spongy rectal passage, worming its way relentlessly
past his second knuckle until his whole finger was lewdly imbedded deep into her
exposed rectum. He rotated and wriggled his middle finger deep inside her violated
anus, salaciously stretching the tiny orifice in lascivious preparation for the forbidden
assfucking her was about to give her.
Kathy groaned helplessly from Dan's lurid assault on her rectum. This was something
she had never known, a possibility that never had entered her young mind, but as
wickedly forbidden as it was, she couldn't help the still-growing passion in her belly
that cried out for more of his inhuman ravishment. She was filled from below with his
friend's massive cock, her thighs spread widely at either side of his hips, and it was
impossible to close her legs to stop this wanton assault of her helpless rectum. Again
Danny wormed his stiffened middle finger up to her anus and then he slipped it out
with a plopping sound... only to be replaced with the unmistakable prodding of
something rubbery and hot against her tight nether hole! God, he really was going to
fuck her there while his friend bored into her vagina from below in never-ending
thrusts that penetrated to her very belly.
Kathy shuddered as she felt the penis's painful insistence against her nakedly-exposed
anal orifice; in her mind's eye she could see with stark, wanton clarity the obscenely
recorded scene... his cock's lust engorged head worming its way lasciviously through the
tightly-clenched defenses of her sphincter as she moaned and moaned... her anus
stretching incomprehensibly to accommodate this lewd, sodomistic assault... then
suddenly, she had no need to imagine what was to come... it was there! Danny's
powerful young hips bucked forward with relentless strength, cramming fully half of his
straining cock deep into the firmly-clenching passage of her rectum; her rectal walls
closed around the knob-like head of his penis like a hot rubbery hand.
"Oh god... stop it... stop it... you're tearing me in half... I can't stand it..." she 
cried out, but even as the words left her mouth, she could feel her rectum beginning to
accommodate this immense invasion of her virginal rectum. But still it burned into her
anus like a red-hot poker, and the painfully sandwiched young teenager yelped in agony
as the depraved disc jockey luridly splayed apart the fleshy whiteness of her buttocks,
twisting them upward for a better angle for his sodomizing ravishment while his
friend's hugely-stiffened cock lay still hidden in the burning depths of her vagina from
below, his hands firmly about her waist to hold her in place. Danny's friend pulled her
downward, his lips fastened on her large crinkly-tipped nipple, and Danny thrust
forward from behind, his seemingly unending cock boring unpityingly up into her
widely stretched anal passage. Lucy felt the burning surge through her body at this
unnatural plundering of her rectum... finally, with one last jerk of his hips, Danny was
sunk fully and deeply to the very hilt in her writhing asshole!
The alcohol-numbed young blonde nearly ceased her torrid struggling, mindful now
that her only hope of respite from the insistently skewering double thrusts of their
massive cocks lay in stillness and obedience to their twin lust. But even in this posture
she winced at every heartless cock-thrust that bored upward into her very insides from
below as her seducer rammed again and again into the tautly-confining sponginess of
her rectum. His buddy's hands gripped the jutting bones of her naked hips, and he held
her as easily as one might hold a small child, only what he was doing to her only the
most depraved of perverts could have imagined for a child! The fat man, his whole body
pungent now with the odor of his sweat, grunted inhumanly and snorted with ecstasy
as he bounced her about on his loins with the frantic intensity of his upward, impaling
thrusts; never had her vagina been so unbelievably stretched, and it felt as if the very
walls of her pussy were near the point of being ripped apart from the post-like
thickness of his desire-swollen cock. Danny showed her no mercy as he bored
obdurately up into her badly abused rectum, his hands spreading her naked ass-cheeks
apart to allow him greater punishing access to the tiny hairless hole, now stretched into
a fervently gripping anal mount.
She heard them laughing through the haze of her intoxication, chuckling confidently as
they watched her unwanted, strongly-resisted arousal... they knew what they were doing
to her and that there was no hope of holding-out against the gut-burning ravages of lust
they both knew were sure to come. Just like the rest of them. They always came around
when they saw Fats' cock.
"Come on Danny... let's give her a reamin' out she won't forget, man... let's get it
together... in and out... in and out together, man." The big slob croaked, and Kathy felt
their rigid penises begin to move in mutual rhythm thrusting maddeningly into both
her torturingly stretched orifices at once.
"No ... no... I can't stand it... aaaaaahhhhhhhhh." Her cries were pitifully weak and
hoarse with futility, for she had lost the ability to convince even herself now... a
weirdly-welling need was surging up from her nakedly-writhing loins, up from the very
pit of her belly where their cocks rubbed almost together in lascivious double-fucking
incitement, separated only by the thin membrane between her rectum and vagina. She
was rapidly spinning out of control and she knew it... her cries of confusion were
gradually melting into a sensual moan of lustful arousal and unquenched passion.
Without meaning to, she opened her eyes and caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror
over the mantle piece mirror a few feet from the sofa; she could see the full expanse of
her undulating body, the intertwined limbs and cocks that seemed to envelop her in
virile male flesh. She saw it all and yet did not look away in revulsion and disgust, for
the lurid tableau she watched in mesmerized fascination only fanned the flames of lust
that much more! She turned her head for a better look and through the mist of the
booze, she watched in rapt amazement as their glistening cocks battered in and out of
her insanely stretched love-holes in a lust-provoking rhythm of blatant sexuality! She
grimaced with pleasure/pain as she watched Danny's pole-like skewering penis
disappear with a slithering thrust again and again up into her tautly-clasping rectum as
his friend's pistoning cock thrust so furiously up into her vaginal depths from below
that she bounced up and down on the ridges of his wide hips like she was riding naked
on the back of a horse.
Her throat emitted an incessant gasping whine of sensual acceptance as the two young
men threw all their strength into fucking her savagely in both her cunt and asshole at
once, and she knew now she was up and over the edge... the liquor had worked its
wicked magic and she was wildly-insane with passion. Her loins feverishly steaming
with desire as she ached for the only relief she knew was possible for her now... the
screaming bliss of sexual fulfillment!
An inhuman cry burst from her throat with screaming intensity. "Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh...
yes... yes... yes... fuck me... fuck... fuck my ass... fuck my cunt with your big cocks...
yes... ram them in... yes... aaaaaaahhhhhhhh... fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeee." She urged them
on as the frenzy of her brush-fire passion raged out of control; her belly was literally in
flames. Never had she known such sheer wanton lust... it threatened to consume her
alive with its ferocious heat. She lowered her head and looked back between her jiggling
breasts and glimpsed the lewd and total ravishment taking place between her thighs.
She could actually see them thrusting into her sandwiched body in unison... see with
her own eyes her moist cuntal flesh as it was drawn from the impaled walls of her
vagina on the big man's outward motion and then crammed back up into her hair-lined
slit as he rammed his rigid cock deep up into her lust-enraged belly with a thudding
shudder. "Deeper, deeper... come on you guys... get in deeper... I want your cocks in me
all the way... allll the waaaaaaaayyyyyyy." Suddenly her head arched back as if she had
been snapped in half, her long blonde hair spilling luxuriantly down her smooth back,
tanned from days in the sun. "Now... now... that's it... I'm... oh God!... I'm...
cccccuuuuummmmmiiiiinnnnnggggg."
Danny's fat friend was the first of her two ravishers to lose the scalding flood of his
sperm and shoot it up and into her belly like water from a bursting dam... far up and
into her very insides as Danny suddenly cursed loudly and shuddered, his hairy pelvis
tight against her fleshy buttocks as his jerking cock, buried to the hilt inside the velvety
fist-like grip of her rectum, began to spurt its raging stream of cum up her rectum to
mingle lasciviously with his friend's sperm already pooling deep inside her doubly
ravished body. She felt as if she was literally awash with their sperm as a surging tide of
ecstatic release swept over her sweat-soaked body and she was gone into the
unfathomable depth of pure animalistic release.

* * *

When Kathy Barton at long last found the fleeting moment of strength she needed just
to open her tear-moistened eyelids, both Danny and the man he jokingly called "Fats"
were stretched out beside her on the sofa, one on either side. Danny's hand rested
casually across her thigh and his fingers trailed over the sparse light-haired fluff of her
pubic mound; she found his presumptuous arrogance revolting, and she pushed his
hand away and tried to get up. She was unsuccessful on the first try, both her knees
buckling like they were made of old rubber, but on the second attempt she managed to
crawl backwards to the foot of the sofa and step down on the carpeted living room
floor. She pushed herself erect with both hands clutching at the couch, and she winced
in shame at the way she had behaved with these two sex maniacs.
"Where do you think you're going?" Danny demanded lazily, lifting his head and then
sitting up. His lust was momentarily sated but there was still some unfinished business.
"You haven't made it with Hamburger yet baby. Come back."
The fat one sat up and dangled his heavy legs from the edge of the couch; his cock fell
limply between them, wetly glistening with the traces of her pussy juices and stained
with the last of his orgasm. The couch between his legs was wet with cum, and she
looked at the rest of it and saw stains like spreading pools covering the fabric of the
sofa.
"Why don't you have another drink, baby? You'll need it to get through with
Hamburger," the fat one said mockingly.
Kathy sat down and shook her head from side to side. How could she have been taken
in by this suave hip disc jockey. He was nothing but low-life scum and she had played
right into his hands with her naive thoughts of love!
An inkling of an idea flashed somewhere in the hidden recesses of her tired brain, and
she probed with her will for it, seeking it out and struggling to give it voice in her
troubled, still-hazy thoughts. Suddenly, like a bolt from the blue, it became obvious...
there might be a way out for her yet!
"Listen... I have to go to the bathroom... it's urgent."
Danny looked at her eyes and carefully noted that she avoided looking directly at him;
still he assented to her request. "Yeah, go ahead, but hurry back."
Kathy made her way gingerly across the bedroom, her tread unsure and wobbly, but
she found renewed strength and a will to go on in the hope that her plan might work.
She was almost through the door, clutching her sheer nightie to her naked breasts,
when she felt the heavy grip of a hand on her shoulder. "Here you forgot your drink,
angel," the fat boy said.
Turning her head away when her released her, she said not another word, though she
would have liked to bring the darkest curses of them all onto his head and strode
purposefully into the bathroom as the big fat friend of Danny's disappeared around the
corner into the living room, his flaccid penis swinging brazenly from side to side as he
walked. She closed the door silently and turned on the taps fully before locking the
door; then and only then did she dare to even breathe. It was a desperate chance she
was taking, but the only alternative was unthinkable to her at this moment... a forced
spectacle of cocksucking with that human pimple in the hallway, with Danny and the
fat slob watching her.
The bathroom window was narrow and frosted, with a full screen of aluminum on the
outside; she thought fleetingly of climbing out it and making a run for it, but she was
on the first floor and she didn't want anyone to find out about the mess she had gotten
herself into. No, this was her one hope... she did not even pray for her room-mate's
return as she had when they had first come in wanting to have a party, for these men
were absolute pigs and there was no telling what they might do.
She pushed the window open a couple of feet and managed, after a couple of aborted
attempts, to unlatch the screen and push it up. She was able to roll the flexible
aluminum screening up and hook a portion of the latch into the metal so that it was
out of the way; then she called softly to her one and only friend on earth at this
moment... Rudy, who lay sleeping a few yards away, oblivious to the horrible
depravities his mistress had endured while he peacefully slumbered. He was definitely
there, for she could see the reassuring outline of his massive body beside the window as
he sprawled comfortably on the grass; she called again and still he did not stir, for he
dared not raise her voice much above a whisper.
It was on the third attempt to rouse him that all hell broke loose... She heard loud
thumping on the door. They'd gotten suspicious with all the time she'd been gone. She
had no choice – she had to open the door. There was already enough damage to her
friend's apartment and she was responsible. As she opened the door, Danny grabbed at
her. She screamed. "Not so hard, you're hurting me."
But it made no difference; he would not be grabbing any other little "chickens" for a
long while... not with that arm anyway... if he was ever fortunate enough to use it
again. For although the bathroom window was some four feet off the ground on the
first floor, the well-trained German Shepard cleared it without even brushing the sill.
There was a weak gurgling scream from the disc jockey, surprisingly thin and
powerless, as the great beast sank his razor-sharp teeth deep into his forearm with a
bone-crushing pressure that doubled Kathy's seducer at the knees and sent him
sprawling to the floor. Then he went for his leg! All of this, the flash of brown and gray
as the German Shepard dashed to her rescue, the sounds, the screams of pain, the
blurred movement, all seemed to take place in less than the blinking of an eye, but it
was a lesson that Kathy Barton would always carry with her on choosing her friends.
Danny's friends apparently abandoned ship when it came to heavy stuff like... both of
them turned and ran from the apartment in a frantic scramble for the lead as they
dashed down the corridor and out the front door, the fat one still naked except for a
shirt.
"Rudy... Rudeeeeee... stop now... that's enough." Kathy cried before the huge dog killed
this snivelling human who had got too fat this time and was getting his just desserts.
Reluctantly the snarling animal backed away, leaving a bloodied arm and leg as his
trademark; Danny somehow rose to his feet, his eyes flooded with abject terror. "Now
get the fuck out of here you pig... if you ever come back I'll let the dog eat you!"
The usually gregarious disc jockey turned and stumbled into the corridor at a loss for
words, with Rudy hard on his bare heels, and Kathy heard a yelp of pain as her
wonderful dog apparently gave him an extra nip for good measure once they were
outside. Kathy grabbed a bath towel to her chest and hurried to see if they were truly
gone, still a bit unsteady on her feet from the ravishing assault she had undergone. She
closed the door anxiously and threw on the night chain; from the adjoining window,
she could see them all pile into a car she did not recognize... there were clearly three of
them inside as they passed a street light and she felt reasonably confident that they
would not attempt a return. Remarkably, there was no blood on the hallway carpet,
though there was a good-sized puddle in the bathroom; she threw a rag onto it to cover
its lurid redness and staggered weakly back onto her bedroom, her knees moments
from final collapse.
Yes, they were all gone, all of them, and the nightmare was over... she still felt a little
drunk... but she could handle that...
Kathy's breasts jiggled as her chest heaved from the spasms of her sobbing; she felt her
very insides loosen and relax for the first time since they had shoved their way into her
house. She turned face to one side and lay crying on her bed, still stark-naked; she
smiled through her tears of release as Rudy trotted back into the bedroom and came to
her side. His face looked worried, as if he was hurt somehow that he had not arrived
sooner. She started to speak, to thank him in words for what he had done when ...!
It was a kiss, there was no other way to describe it... and if some handsome prince had
been her rescuer and had taken the same liberties, her response could not have been
more intense. He had actually kissed her. Just like a human!
"Rudy you sneaky dog. You're acting just like a man in a dog's suit." She tried to smile
and joke with him but her mind still reeled from the events of the evening. In spite of
everything that had happened she still felt heat welling up in her groin. Incredible!
But though her body cried out once again for a man, she had not even a shred of
remorse for their hastened departure... she would sooner die than have the pig DJ touch
her again. She felt the warm, tender stare of her heroic dog and she looked into his
near-human brown eyes... she seemed to see some message there, as if he was trying to
tell her something. Was that kiss no accident? Oh, Kathy, you're flipping out... starting
to read things into a dog's actions.
Suddenly Rudy raised his head above the edge of the bed and began lapping at the pink
crinkly flesh of her nipples, knowingly encircling the sensitive flesh with his wet curling
tongue. Kathy gasped and covered her mouth with her hand... she felt the incited
arousal of passion between her thighs and wondered if she was indeed going insane.
Was Rudy trying to make love to her? Could it really be happening this way? Surely
not, but yet...!
"I must be crazy... you seem to be acting like a man, Rudy." she gasped fervently,
staring wonderingly at his handsome canine face, his rugged jaw and his soulful,
passion-stirring brown eyes. Were his eyes twinkling with desire or was she completely
out of her head. Surely they were!
Kathy felt a ripple of eager excitement in her loins as she lovingly stroked his heavy
coat, deliberately thrusting her youthfully-firm breasts closer to his laving tongue. Rudy
responded to her invitation with aplomb, confidently swiping his moist tongue over the
sensitive tips of her lust-hardened nipples. But it didn't stop there... in an instant he was
on the bed with her and he unhesitatingly nosed his way between her thighs as if he
had been there before... God, how does he know how to do this? This can't be all
intuition or animal instinct. Has he been trained?
The German shepherd seemed to sense that his naked blonde mistress needed no
further arousal, and his laving tongue swept right to the source of her fervent heat the
hotly-steaming flesh of her exposed cunt! His tongue traveled a lurid path over her
thighs to the thin, hair-lined slit of her pussy.
"Oh, yes... Rudy... lick my cunt... lick it... and make me better... oh yes..." She wanted
him to lick her, she craved it desperately, for he was truly deserving of her love, not like
that scum her hero had so courageously chased away... she wanted him and she ached
to reward him! This was the way! There was nothing in her experience to compare with
the lascivious thrill of feeling his laving tongue as it neared the very pit of her vagina,
the pungently-aroused furrow of her simmering cunt. Dazed from the booze and wild
with lust, she raised her legs and obscenely drew them backwards until they rubbed
against her breasts; her cunt was nakedly his, fully exposed and vulnerable. She
squirmed suddenly beneath the fluid heat of his first lick along the fleshy moist slit;
boiling blood coursed through her veins as his sizzling dog tongue swept up along the
moistened pink crevice, over the entire length of her naked vaginal slit, at last nudging
expertly the glistening pearl-like node of her clitoris.
"Oh yes...Rudy... I love it... lick me... lick my cunt... oh Rudeeeeee... I love you..." she
choked in passionate frenzy, her boyd squirming and shuddering beneath his searing
lingual caresses. "Lick it all, lover, stick your hot tongue way up in me and let me feel
it!" She lifted her intensely aroused loins higher and ground them luridly against his
tongue and animal lips; reaching down between her nakedly-splayed thighs, she grasped
his furry head behind the ears and drew him tighter into her wetly-steaming cuntal
flesh... his tongue was ablaze with lust-quenching heat as he hungrily lashed and
tongue-fucked her with amazing expertise. "Oh yes, Rudy, yes... I'm going crazy, my
love... oh lick me... lick my cunt... harder..."
The keenly-intelligent German shepherd could feel his own loins and powerful
haunches quivering with the growing intensity of his own sexual incitement; he sensed
the maddening flames of passion that licked at his naked blonde mistress' belly, and he
hungered to quench them and ease her pain, just as he had bounded to her defense at
the sound of her scream earlier. He loved her and would do anything to make her
smile, to bring the soft mewling sounds of her gentle voice to his ears. There was real
tenderness here, as much as with the other red-headed young mistress, and he ached
especially to see the teenaged blonde laughing and smiling with joy again, for it made
his heart sad to see her unhappy.
Kathy's mind was awash with lust, fanned and incited to a near-maddening pitch by her
dog's passionate lingual caresses between her widespread thighs. She closed her eyes
and she could see nothing but cocks... big ones, long ones, thick ones, all purplish and
filled with cum to shoot into her every orifice... God, she was insane with wanton lust!
She rolled her head from side to side in lurid cadence, still holding his big furry head
between her lewdly-doubled legs. She lifted her head to watch and gasped in
astonishment as the sudden sight of his emerging dog cock as it slithered out of its
furry sheath.
Her eyes widened in disbelief at the sheer immensity of the thing... or was it the sexual
experience she had previously undergone that was distorting her senses... thick and
scarlet-colored emerging relentlessly from the furry sheath on the underside of his lean
muscled body... rigidly erect and hard, the fiery tapered tip wriggling in excitement as it
continued to slowly slip from its furry pouch. Suddenly a wildly licentious urge swept
over her like a prairie fire over dry grass... an unholy urge so obscene that it aroused
her even more in its obscene lewdness! For a long emotion-filled moment she stared at
her big dog's glistening dog-cock, feeling her mouth turn dry and then actually begin to
salivate in ravenous hunger at the lust-stirring sight of his virile maleness. Would he do
it? He had to... suddenly she wanted this wicked thing more than life itself... she had to
have it!
Relentlessly, the German shepherd licked at her wildly seething cuntal dampness, his
searing tongue slithering again and again over the quivering bud of her clitoris. Wicked,
thrilling images of unnatural bestial desire burned in the young blonde's tortured
mind... she had to have this wild and forbidden thing she suddenly craved, as if
somehow the very act would destroy in her memories the unpleasantness of the past
day when she had been forced to grow up long past her seventeen years.
"Oh Rudy, darling... I want you so badly! My wonderful savior... I love you so much,"
she mewled constantly. And then she had an idea, the solution, obscenely lascivious in
its very conception, but the solution indeed! "Rudy, lover, lie down here beside me... lie
down... my darling," she choked in overwhelming passion. "Hurry darling... I want to
make you happy too! I want to suck your big dog's cock, darling, while you eat my
cunt! We'll do it together... just like people lovers... it's called sixty-nine... but I know
you can't count... oh Rudy, my only love."
Her forehead was beaded with a rim of perspiration and her words were hissed through
lust-clenched teeth. She raised to her knees as he backed momentarily away from the
fervently steaming flesh of her pussy; there was a look of confusion in his soul-stirring
brown eyes, but he seemed to be saying, "I trust you... whatever you want is yours...
just order me and I will obey."
In mindless passion, Kathy crawled down and obscenely positioned herself so that her
seething cunt was mere inches from his dog-face and her cheek rested on his muscled
belly... almost instantly, her fears of being rebuffed were made groundless as his
burning tongue lashed out again at the still hotly-palpitating crevice between her
nakedly upraised thighs.
The huge animal was obviously confused, but far from unhappy; his lovely teenaged
mistress' pleasurable fondling was a new delight to add to the collection he had
garnered that day. She stroked him lovingly, caressing the portion of his scarlet cock
shaft that still remained outside the furry sheath along with his dark heavy testicles as
the full glistening taper gradually began to appear. Once again in this wild and erotic
night, he sensed the throbbing of his heated blood beginning to pound as her fingertip
caresses incited him to fresh carnal desire; his loins quivered with eagerness as her
fingers moved over them, their gentle, loving touch bringing a growl of pleasure from
his throat even as he continued to lick her fervent cuntal slit.
Kathy had never felt such total and utter debauchery... such wanton abandonment... but
she didn't care how it might have seemed to the rest of the world... to her and her
animal-lover it was sensual bliss and that was all that mattered! She moaned in ecstasy
as she hungrily clasped the furry flesh that covered part of his crimson dog-cock and
began to tauntingly masturbate the virile male beast, urging the whole tapered length of
his passion-bloated penis out in the open... God, incredible as it seemed, she wanted it
in her mouth! How she hungered for the wickedly forbidden taste of his erected dogcock!
She knew she would cum a million times from the incessant lavings of her tiny, nerve
filled clitoris; what a lover he was, she breathlessly whispered to herself, still clinging
eagerly to his half-concealed cock and eagerly urging it to full naked splendor. With
tender feeling and gentleness young Kathy worked the protective furry skin back and
forth like a hair-covered foreskin... now it was coming out fully, the red glistening tip of
lust-swollen dog-cock, moving relentlessly out and toward her quivering lips until...
God, she was actually tasting it! Tasting a dog's cock!!!!!!
Blinded by her mindless lust beyond even a hint of reason, Kathy ovaled eager lips and
let the slender tapered tip of animal-cock slide obscenely over them, easing further and
further up into the hotly moist hollow of her open mouth. It moved slowly and
relentlessly along the surface of her tongue until it bumped against the back of her
throat and nearly choked her! She eased her tongue up against his invading dog-shaft
with a fervency born out of her incredible passion, licking and swirling his distended
penis with pure bestial abandon! Her brain reeled with the lustful intoxication of her
unnatural act... she tasted the pungent virility of his thickly pulsating cock and a fresh
arousal of spontaneous incitement as its potent maleness! God, it was so incredibly hard
and growing harder with every passing second!
His high-pitched animal whimper alerted her to his own fast-growing arousal as he
licked her lust-provoked cunt and she began to twirl her caressing tongue around his
pulsating animal-cock in a fervent effort to repay him not only for his heroic rescue but
for the unbelievable pleasure his tongue was bringing her as it laved between her
upturned thighs. She felt his powerful canine body responding vigorously to her
obscene sucking and tonguing, his powerful loins quivering with virile expectancy and
pressing ever forward... she brushed one hand over the firmness of his belly to cup his
heavy, sperm-bloated balls, playfully teasing them with the lightest of fingertip caresses.
Again he whimpered excitedly, a slow rhythmic movement of his haunches beginning
to stir in his dog-loins as he started to fuck her lasciviously through the tautly ovaled
softness of her human lips!
Good God, the incredibly erotic sensations were a freak-out of ecstasy, Kathy groaned
sensuously to herself, his blood-engorged cock fucking into her mouth in perfect
rhythm while his own tongue laved the steaming liquid flesh of her lewdly-splayed cunt
with animalistic abandon! She nipped and even gently scraped his penile flesh with the
sharp edges of her teeth, at the same time swirling her tongue maddeningly about his
driving animal-cock, wildly and obscenely lost in the licentious thrill of sensual
abandonment! In her insanely aroused state, his cock was like a lump of honey in her
mouth, plunging all the way down her hungrily clasping throat... she wondered
titillatingly what his dog-cum would taste like... sweet perhaps? Or strongly masculine
and savage?
This was all fascinatingly new to Rudy... what this pretty blonde teenager was doing
there between his furry legs was even more incredibly lust-provoking than those hours
earlier with his other mistress. She had his thrusting cock-flesh inside her laboring
mouth, yet it was so fantastically tight and moist that it could easily have been her
vaginal orifice instead... only better this way with the nipping tease of her teeth and the
swirling of her heated tongue about the taper of his cock. He whined at the agonizing
sensations that fluttered in his belly and he knew that very soon his pistoning penis
would find a gush of release!
With a hungering, slaving animalism of her own, the naked teenager ravenously
mouthed at the German shepherd's plundering dog-cock. God, but she wanted his thick
pungent dog-cum in her mouth... she wanted it squirting down the back of her throat
to soothe the pains of lustful hunger that knotted her belly like stomach cramps. Raging
tongues of stabbing flame blazed between her legs, as if someone had turned a
blowtorch onto her naked flesh... her trembling belly seethed with passion and her
steaming cuntal flesh sizzled with the savage fury of unbridled primeval lust! She
clutched at the lunging animal's swollen testicles, lewdly caressing them and milking
their viscous contents up into the tapering spear of dog-cock as she hungrily sucked at
his plunging penis with a ravenous craving stronger than any passion she had ever
known... God she was going to cum like an atomic bomb!
Kathy was far too caught up in the wanton spirit of her excitement to hear the sound of
footsteps outside her bedroom door; Rudy's body tightened and heard a distinctly
different growling noise erupt from his chest... finally, out of some sixth sense, she
turned her head enough to see the doorway... standing there was her roommate, Lynn!
For less than a heartbeat, Kathy's lips and tongue left her dog-lover's cock, but the
insistent growling in his husky chest urged her back... but even more than that, she
discovered that she really didn't care! She was proud of what she was doing, proud of
her heroic animal-lover... and who cared what anyone else thought anyway? She
glanced up at her friend, fully expecting a scream of terror and disgust, or at least a
mask of revulsion and a gasp of anguish at the sight of her roommate nakedly entwined
in the violent throes of sordid lovemaking with an animal! But there was no such shock
or surprise; instead, there was a thin hint of a smile on her friend's lips, a knowing grin
of... good God, of course! How could I be so dumb, she thought suddenly. Rudy didn't
learn all these tricks by himself... someone had to be the first... it was Lynn! That's why
she isn't shocked... she's been here before!
Kathy looked one last time at her friend, anxious for some sign... but all she saw was
the glint of something sensual in her dark eyes... Kathy nearly laughed at the knowing
look in Lynn's more experienced eyes but the insistent jerking of a slithering dog-cock
between her ovaled lips drew her back to the realities at hand... Rudy's muscular flanks
began to hump furiously, each shuddering jerk driving his massive cock deeper down
into her throat. His sudden lurching ravishment triggered the final release of
masochistic sensuality deep inside Kathy's undulating loins and she moaned around the
throat-skewering cock, wildly sucking and gulping for air at the same time, until his
bludgeoning penis began to spasm wildly in her gaping mouth... harder and more
frantic now... and then it erupted like a long dormant volcano and spewed its thickly
gushing animal sperm from the desire swollen heaviness of his bloated testicles!
Kathy screamed around his cock, choking on the burning surge of dog-cum that gushed
down her throat, his tongue still fervently laving the maddeningly sensitive flesh of her
cunt... and then, at the very pinnacle, everything around her froze into a luridly-etched
tableau to be a long remembered moment of ecstasy... then the whole world exploded
in a cascade of purples and reds and yellows, like a million pinwheels of light all
bursting at once, driving and swirling her toward the first deep feeling of peace she 
had ever known.
When at last she was able to open her eyes, she watched her roommate undress and
quickly crawl up on the cum-stained bed. Lynn's eyes were dark glowing coals of desire
as, with a knowing smile toward Kathy, she reached out and began blatantly stroking
Rudy's flaccid animal penis.


Epilogue

After the incredible night of sin and debauchery with Rudy, Kathy had almost forgotten
about Danny Manici. When she awoke the next day to go off to her drama class, she
automatically switched on her radio. The radio was set to her favorite station and the
words of the announcer broke through her tired brain. "Today we have Jimmy Edwards,
substituting for our regular disc jockey, Danny Manici, who last night was attacked in
Golden Gate Park by a savage dog. Danny will be recuperating from his wounds for
several weeks... and now back to music...
"Couldn't have happened to a nicer guy," Kathy said aloud as she looked down from
her bed to the sleeping "savage dog."


THE END

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(NOTE: The following 'Letter' began in the approximate middle of LLP-2033, and was
completed after the end of the story, 'The Daughter's Pet'. For readability, the
beginning of the 'letter' below has been moved to this position. The other 'letters' were
in this position in the illustrated novel, along with the short story immediately
following...)

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Grace's Letter of the Month

Dear Grace, I am a very conservative woman sexually speaking. By that I mean that I
have a variety of experience both with, and without my husband's knowledge. But, I
had never gone beyond the normal type of thing, until a short while ago. And now, I
am at my wits' end because I enjoyed it so much that I dream about it all the time and
want to try it again.
I was coming home from the movies one night about nine o'clock, my husband was out
of town on business, and I had to walk through a park near our house. The town we
live in is rather small and I had walked through this park a thousand times without the
slightest fear or thought of ever having a problem. But this night, something was
different. I felt like something was watching me, something not quite human and found
myself quickening my step as I went. I was about halfway through when I saw this
huge black Doberman dog blocking my path. I was shocked out of my mind and
slowed my step to go around him when he growled and forced me back against a tree
with his snout. He had his nose right up my pussy and just pushed me back against
that tree until I couldn't move. Of course, I was scared to death and didn't even dare
breathe. I just stood there trembling while he worked his nose tighter and tighter up
into my crotch and started really grinding it around like he was trying to get me hot
and ready to fuck. I don't suppose that thought would have ever crossed my mind if I
hadn't read some of Liverpool's book on the subject. My husband brings them home all
the time and I must admit, they do turn me on. In fact, one of them may, have saved
my life because I recalled what had happened while I was in that position in the park
and did the same thing the girl in the book did. I forced myself to control my fear and
slowly began grinding my cunt back against the huge animal's nose. It was a weird,
strange sensation, because as soon as I did this for a few moments his growls began to
soften and the more grinding pressure I exerted with my pussy against his snout, the
more passionate he became. He was almost mewling now and I reached down real
carefully and began stroking his head and kind of crooning softly to him like I would to
a baby. I suddenly lost all my fear and a real wicked feeling came over me and I would
croon things like: "Ooooohh, lick my hot little pussy, boy," and other dirty things I
could think of. Grace, I was really getting hot and found myself reaching down with my
other hand and lifting the front of my skirt slowly up so that finally his wet nose was
rubbing right up into the silken crotchband of my cum-wet panties. I really did want
him to lick me then and think he could feel and smell my cunt-juices start to flow in
excitement because he curled his tongue right up underneath my panty legband like he
had done it a thousand times and slurped his tongue right up through the full length of
my pussy slit. The tip of it sliced through my cunt-hairs and lips like a knife through
butter and I let out a wild groan that nobody could mistake for anything else but the
wildly rising desire of a female pleading to be fucked. He licked me under my panties
for a few minutes with me just standing there and shaking like a leaf with passion and
finally I could not stand it any longer. I just had to give him more room to work in. I
was going completely out of my mind! I pushed his head back for a moment and
pushed my panties down to my knees and then leaned back again against the tree with
my legs spread as wide out to the side as the panties would let them go. He wasted no
time. His long hot tongue began to flick out like hot, wet lightning and fucked up into
my widespread little cunt-hole so deep, I thought he was licking the bottom of my belly
up inside. I had him by both ears now and was pulling his whole snout right up inside
my widely flaring pussy. God, Grace, it felt like a huge, furry cock fucking up into me
with a long, hot tongue licking into my belly from out of the head of it. He had my
nose-filled little cunt cumming so wildly within a matter of minutes and I was groaning
so loud that I was certain anyone who lived within a block of the park would think
someone was being murdered there.
I tried to hold it back down but when a woman is cumming like that, there is no way! I
just grunted and groaned and kept cumming for about five minutes all over his
hungrily working snout and tongue, and then I couldn't take it any longer. I just jerked
his head away to keep from going out of my mind even though I was still slightly afraid
of what he might do.
His reaction, I must say, was more mild than I had expected. He just backed away for a
few feet and stood waiting. I wondered if he was going to attack me for pushing him
away after I had cum and it was then that I saw his long thick cock gleaming in the half
light of a street lamp a few hundred feet away. I knew then what he wanted, Grace. He
wanted to fuck me like another dog! I stood there hesitating about what to do for
several long minutes and then my hot little pussy made up my mind for me. My body,
without having any control over it and like it was hypnotized, slowly sank to the soft
grass and I knelt down in front of him and with my panties already down to my knees,
pulled my skirt up over my hips so that my nakedly waving ass and widespread cunt,
were staring right back at him. He knew what to do all right and before you could wink
an eye he was climbing up on me from behind. He locked his front paws around my
waist and began humping forward with his hind legs. I could feel his long, thickly
hardened animal cock prodding all around my cunt-lips and naked little asshole. Once,
the tip of it actually slipped up into the lips of my rectum and I was afraid he was going
to fuck me there if I didn't help him. I reached back under my body and took his
heavily throbbing cock in my hand and guided it slowly up to my by now openly
waiting cunt. It was ready to be fucked again and it didn't matter if it was an animal or
not, it just needed cock and more cock fucking deep up inside it and making it cum
again. I grunted aloud and swiveled my hips back toward him just as he gave a heavy
lunge forward. Grace, I thought he was going to fuck it clear up out of the top of my
head. He must have had a good six or seven inches of the most beautifully hardened
and eager to fuck cock in the whole world and I just went out of my mind. I screamed
and moaned out every dirty word I could think of while he fucked me within an inch of
my life. I guess I had cum about three or four more times before I suddenly felt his
cock stiffen into a greater hardness inside my cunt-walls and then start spewing out the
hottest, most powerful jets of cum I have ever felt up against the bottom of my belly
inside. He must have cum a gallon in me because I had never had my hot little pussy so
filled with cum in my entire life. I had been fucked by three boys one after the other on
a dare in high school and even all three of them cumming inside me didn't fill me that
much. Well, after that, I just collapsed down on the grass flat on my face and could feel
his long thick tongue licking away our mutual cums from up between my asscheeks
from behind. I was laying there really enjoying it when suddenly he just bounded away.
I dragged myself home and just lay back on the couch in the living room and slept well
into the next day. I've looked for him several times in the park and around the town
but have not seen him. He must have been a visitor's dog because no one here owns
him. I am now thinking about getting my own and training him the same way because
I have the perfect excuse with my husband off on business a lot. Do you think it would
hurt any or perhaps destroy my sex life with my husband?
Please answer.
Sincerely, E.P.
Palo Alto, Calif.

Dear E.P., No, it certainly would not hurt your sexual relationship with your husband.
It might even enhance it because you would know that when your husband was making
love to you it would be in the same little place that your animal lover had done it a
short time ago. Fantasies like that while a woman's lover or husband are making love to
her can really drive her wild and it is for the benefit of both parties. Just make certain
that you don't get a jealous dog who might take a bite out of your husband's posterior
some night in a fit of jealous rage.
Love, Grace

Dear Grace...
Dear Grace, Here's a wild story for you. I don't normally write letters to publications
but Liverpool has been something special to my husband and me for many years now
and I thought I would share it with you and your readers. Believe it or not, I am telling
my husband about it through your column also. He shall not have heard a word about
it until he reads it in your magazine and I'll know when that is because he'll come
tearing home with a hard-on a mile long, kick the dog, and throw me down on the bed
and fuck me crazy. We play a lot of games and love every minute of it. But, speaking of
games, that is how this whole thing came about.
We go through the bit about playing dice, or now it's backgammon, to see who has the
choice of the night. Whoever wins, gets to make the other person do anything they
want to do for the evening's fun. The other night, my husband won and elected to tie
me down to our king-sized bed and play with me for a while in that helpless position
before he fucked me. He got me all tied down with ropes in a naked, spread-eagled
position and then decided he wanted to pour some cold champagne on me and make
me squirm for a while and then lick it off my naked body and out of my cunt. He
checked the refrigerator and we were out of champagne so he decided to go down to
the liquor store and get some. I begged him to let me go while he was gone but he just
laughed and said it would really make me ready to be fucked when he got back. Then,
as if to emphasize his point he leaned over the bed and made me squirm all around by
running his tongue right up through my nakedly spread pussy lips. He really turned me
on, the bastard, and I was ready to go right then. I begged him to fuck me first and
then go get the champagne, but he took a real pleasure in making me wait all tied up
that way. He said he'd think about me all the way to the store and try not to cum in his
shorts. I guess knowing you've got a wild feeling blonde waiting for you all spreadeagled 
and tied naked to a bed back home could do that.
Anyway, just after he had left, I was still so hot and ready to be fucked I could hardly
stand it. I kept thinking about him fucking me and licking the champagne out of my
open pussy and I was almost creaming just squirming around on the bed and grinding
my cunt up into the empty air. I guess it was at that point that our little poodle dog,
Sam, got wind of the red-hot cunt-juices oozing out from up between my legs because
he jumped up on the bed and stuck his nose right up between my helplessly tied apart
thighs. I was shocked and didn't know what to do for a minute but slowly I adjusted to
the lewd thoughts that had begun flickering through my mind. I began slowly grinding
my hot pussy up into his face and crooning softly to him to lick his mama's hot little
cunt for her. The little darling sniffed tentatively for a minute and then flicked his
tongue out and almost drove me up the wall. I suppose he sensed that he really had me
going because he really began to lick my nakedly writhing little pussy-hole like he was
being paid for it. I guess I came about three or four times and my cunt was all wet and
slippery from my cum by that time. Then, to my surprise, he moved up between my
thighs and was humping forward and trying to fuck me. I was elated and raised my
pussy-lips up, sucked inward with them, and pulled his tiny little dog-cock right up
inside. He was so hot from licking it and tasting it that with about three fucks up into
it, he was shooting out his warm animal cum far up inside me. It really felt good but I
knew my husband would be coming home any second so ordered him down off the
bed. It was just in time. My husband walked through the door seconds later. He had a .
big expectant grin on his face and an open bottle of champagne in his hand. He opened
up my pussy with his fingers to pour the ice cold liquid up inside and remarked, "Jesus
Christ, baby, you are all slippery and wet. See, I told you, you'd get all hot and
bothered to be fucked while I was gone." I smiled softly to myself and just opened my
cunt-lips for him to pour the champagne up inside and lick it all out again. It was the
best, most exciting tongue-fucking I have ever received. I must have cum another
hundred times knowing that our little dog Sam had just shot his hot little cum up
inside there where my husband's tongue was licking it away now. He fucked me later,
still tied up, and I guess I came another six times knowing that soon I was going to
have both their cums up in my belly. It was a real wild evening, Grace... and hurry
home from the office when you read this, George, little Sam might be having his lunch
right now!
Love, Sarah
Topeka

Dear Sarah, What a way to break the news. It seems that you and your husband really
have a beautiful sexual understanding. If only everyone in the world could begin to
understand each other's needs and fantasies they way you two do, there would never be
a single divorce. Keep up the good work... and hurry home, George!
Love, Grace

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Dear Grace, I grew up as a little girl on a farm and have had some very unique
experiences with farm animals. I had a sister who was three years older than me and
she taught me most of the things that we later on tried together. A lot of these things
have been brought out recently in those books you have been doing on different
animals, Pony Girl, Goat Girl, etc., so whoever wrote these, really knew it like it is. I
remember a pet goat that we had when I was nine years old and believe it or not, it got
my cherry. My sister and I would spend a lot of time with our little brother, who was
two years younger than me, or seven years old then. We had him out in the barn one
day and were trying to get his little cock hard enough to fuck us by licking it and
sucking it but it wouldn't stay hard long enough. He fucked my sister, she was the
oldest, so she got to go first, and then he got too soft to fuck me. I was pretty hot by
then from watching him fuck her and my sister noticed that our goat's cock had gotten
all hard too. I was ready for anything and when she brought him over with a rope tied
around his neck and told me to get down on my hands and knees in front of him, I
pulled down my little panties and did just that. She and my little brother raised him up
over my asscheeks from behind and then she reached down and guided his cock up into
my hairless little cunt. It really felt good when she moved the wet, slippery head up and
down through my pussy lips to get me ready to be fucked but when she tried to put it
up into the tight little mouth of my cunt, I must have screamed like a wildcat. But, I
didn't move. I wanted to be fucked too bad and just gritted my teeth and let her work it
up just inside my cunt lips. From that point on, the goat took over and rammed his
cock deep up into my tight little pussy-hole with one long quick lunge. I thought he
had split my whole belly apart and just knelt there for a few moments getting my naked
little ass screwed off by that big goat until I could finally adjust to having my cherry
broken and his cock fucking up inside me. But wow, Grace, when I did adjust, I bet I
almost screwed that wild animal cock of his right off. I came in about two minutes the
first time and I guess every twenty seconds thereafter. I think I was born wanting to be
fucked so this was not too much of a change for me. Anyway, he fucked me until he
shot out his cum up into me and then he went soft. My sister then got down on her
back beneath him and licked him into hardness again because she wanted to be fucked
next and after seeing his big cock couldn't be satisfied with my little brother's anymore.
She got him hard all right and he fucked her until she had cum about six times. That
little goat was a wild man and every time we went into the barn after that he was
sniffing around up under our skirts and trying to lick our pussies. I think he knew that
once he started licking them that we would want him to fuck us, and he was right.
About half the time we did let him fuck us. This probably would have gone on forever
if our little brother hadn't finally started growing up and got big enough to fuck us too.
We shared him for many long, adolescent years and today we share our husbands,
although they don't know we both know. My sister's husband and mine think it's a big
secret that they are fucking us both but my sister and I talk about it all the time and tell
each other what the other's husband has done to them the last time. We also reminisce
often about our beautiful pet goat and the wonderful times we had together in the barn
before little brother grew up into a man-sized cock.
Love, Jill P.
Nebraska

Dear Jill, Sounds like your goat's name may have been Jack. He seemed to do a lot of
running around between you and your sister and I'm surprised he never fell down and
broke his crown. Anyway, I think he should have been mounted and stuffed and put
away in the Hall of Fame. You mentioned in that little confidential note on the side that
he also worked over several of your girlfriends, including one of our present presidential
aspirant's wife when she was a great deal younger. Seems you have the basis for an
excellent published fairy-tail'!
The best, Grace

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A Liverpool Short Story – The Barn By Mitchell Elliot

Young Timmy Jones moved as quickly as his eight-year-old legs would carry him out
toward the barn behind the big farmhouse. He was here on the farm for the summer
with his sister, Joanie, to visit their grandparents and she had lately started spending all
of her time with Shep, their grandparent's big black Belgian sheep dog. Well, by gosh,
he wasn't going to allow that. Gramps had said he could play with Shep too, and she
wasn't going to get away with that! He knew they were in the barn because he had seen
them go in there a few minutes ago from his window in the house. As he neared the
side barn door, which was slightly ajar, he suddenly heard weird moans and gasps
floating out from inside. Jesus, they were both animal and human. What was going on
in there? After hesitating a second, he pushed the door a little wider to reveal an
incredible sight before his eyes.
Joanie was down on the straw on her knees in front of the dog and Timmy had to
choke back a gasp as his young eyes took in the nakedly curved sensuality of his nine
year-old sister's perfect little body. As she knelt slavishly before the huge dog, Timmy
could see that her eyes were wild with hotly glistening passion and the soft blonde
pussy fuzz curling up between her tender young thighs was dripping with her excited
cunt-juices. Wow, what had she been doing, the youngster thought, wondering if he
was dreaming or something.
But what happened next completely floored him as his nine-year-old sister dropped
lower down on her hands and knees before the animal, her white young asscheeks
raised high, and begged the dog to fuck her. Timmy hardly dared to move as he
watched awestruck through the narrow opening of the barn door. Unbelieving, he
watched their grandparents' dog climb up over his sister's salaciously presented little
ass, knowing it was going to be almost impossible for that huge, redly glistening dog
cock to fuck up into the tiny pink opening Joanie was grinding back at the wildly
aroused animal. To his greater surprise the young boy found that somehow his own
tiny little cock was out of his pants and in his hands although he didn't remember
opening his fly to pull it out. He was standing there, wide-eyedly stroking it into
throbbing hardness now as he watched the drama unfolding just a few yards from his
widely bulging eyeballs.
For one long moment the dog's heavily swollen hardness poised at the tiny little
opening to the sister's nakedly exposed young cunt, held there by her own trembling
fingers, and then without warning it suddenly jerked forward and disappeared from
view, driven deep up into the helplessly squirming cunt flesh before it by the powerful
animal. It was no surprise to Timmy when the crouching Joanie cried out in pain and
surprise, the only wonder was that she had been able to take that huge pole of dog cock
all the way up inside her tight little belly at all. Timmy began to pump his own swollen
little cock more furiously with his hand as he watched the naked young girl cringe
down on all fours before the madly humping animal behind her, constant little cries
and half painful whimpers coming from her passion constricted throat. And inside the
barn, having tried to no avail to escape the huge impalement of the dog's mercilessly
fucking cock, Joanie knew that there was no turning back now. She would have to go
on to the end, no matter how much it hurt, go on letting him fuck her until the Belgian
sheep dog emptied his hot animal cum deep inside her tight, virginal young pussy-hole.
The pain-wracked nine-year-old tried to open her thighs wider, hoping it would lessen
the pain in her widely stretched vagina and indeed it did help. Even so, Joanie could
feel the huge fleshy animal cock ramming again and again, like a huge pile driver deep
up into the tiny, unfucked depths of her cunt walls until it felt as if her hips were going
to split wide open. Low shuddering pain-filled moans escaped in a continual stream
from her lips pulled tightly back from her whitely exposed teeth. Slap, slap, slap, the
hairy animal balls thudded resoundingly into her widespread little cunt slit below, each
heavy inward fuck plunging the merciless red cock another inch deeper into her widely
stretching little pussy.
Then, to her surprise, the ceaselessly whimpering girl suddenly found that it did not
hurt so much anymore.
In fact, it... it was beginning to feel... to feel good... good!
Little by little, the pain-filled expression on the girl's face contorted into a blind stare of
passionate, servile acceptance as she crouched in obscene, naked submission before the
crazily humping animal behind. Then, again almost without warning, the young girl
felt her hips of their own volition, begin a mindless, automatic little grinding motion
back up against the invading animal hardness.
She tried to look back up under her kneeling body to see the marvelous rod of lusthardened 
cock flesh disappearing up into her now hungrily driven, tightly grasping
cunt, but she could only see the hairy canine balls as they smacked heavily up against
her desire swollen clitoris. The obscene sight brought her additional jolts of lewdly
rising sexual pleasure. Then, with one hand the straining girl reached back towards her
own pussy and let her fingers encircle the animal's wet, slippery cock as it fucked in
and out between her sensitive cunt lips, at the same time letting her fingertips tease
softly against her own hotly sucking cunt flesh.
The sweating, panting, moaning girl felt a rush of forbidden pleasure come over her as
the full realization of what she was doing hit her. Somehow, the very thought of
crouching lewdly down on the floor, offering her nakedly kneeling young body up to
the panting animal to fuck as he liked added another dimension of lust-filled depravity
to the sensations and emotions that were already raging uncontrollably through her
wildly aroused body. God, how utterly obscene, the no longer innocent young nineyear-old 
groaned to herself in amazement while ever growing pleasure radiated through
her now shamelessly accepting body.
Timmy, too, outside the door, was panting with arousal from the sheer depravity of
watching his sister get dog-fucked before him as he breathlessly eyed the thick, red
animal cock disappear with ferocious in-fucks up into his young sister's hotly squirming
young pussy-hole. One of his small hands held the barn door open wider while the
other was wrapped tightly around his own excitedly throbbing cock.
"Ungh, ungh, ungh," he heard her chant in obvious pleasure as she moved her buttocks
against the dog's hard driving loins. Timmy began to pump his own little cock with
increased speed as he watched the changing expression flicker over Joanie's passion
distorted face. The wildly moaning youngster was completely enraptured by the
wonderful dog-fucking she was receiving from behind. With no conscious intent,
Timmy found that his stroking of his own lust-hardened cock had taken up the same
tempo as Shep's cock fucking rhythmically up into the tight pink cunt before it. Timmy
could see it all, since the nakedly kneeling nine-year-old was turned slightly away from
him, and he could see the mercilessly glistening shaft pistoning relentlessly in and out,
drawing out the softly clinging cunt flesh on the outstroke and then fucking it wetly
back up inside again each time the big animal fucked forward. But the most exciting
thing to the breathlessly watching boy was the completely wild, uncontrollable way that
his sister moved her own asscheeks back to seek her own lewd pleasure from the hard,
wetly glistening cock plunging deep up into her hungrily seething little belly.
Never had Timmy see Joanie so wild, even when he had peeked in on her fingerfucking
herself, and he knew that somehow he would have to fuck his own sister, no matter
what the taboos. What was he doing standing out here anyway pulling his pud, while
she was getting fucked half out of her mind by their Grandpa's dog? It hardly seemed
sensible to the watching boy's tortured young mind that he should be out here jacking
off while that stupid dog was fucking his nine-year-old sister's hot little cunt crazy! He
decided to take the chance. He just had to do it. With decision, he pushed aside the
barn door and slipped quietly inside.
As each new inward fuck from the slaving animal jolted further delights into her
already passion-flooded body, Joanie found her thoughts wandering back to the times
when she had been kissing with young boys and had been able to feel their erect little
cocks against her legs through their pants. At the time, she had been amused, but now
she wondered how she would have reacted if she had known just how wonderful a cock
could feel, spreading her pussy-lips, fucking deep up into her cunt. Cock, cock, cock,
the youngster chanted to herself, her eyes closed in dreamy ecstasy, how different it all
seemed now. Under the constant fucking she was receiving from the dog's massive
cock, the girl dreamed of a world full of innumerable cocks, enough to fuck her
ceaselessly and keep her satisfied for the rest of her life.
And, God, as she finally opened her eyes, the crazily bucking nine-year-old found a
tiny, hardened little cock standing rigidly out in front of her as her eight-year-old
brother, Timmy, knelt down in front of her.
"Oh my gosh!" the startled youngster moaned and tried to crawl away, but the powerful
animal's furry forepaws behind her held her trapped helplessly to the floor.
"It's okay, Sis, don't be afraid," Timmy said quickly to her. "It's only me, your brother,
Timmy."
At first, Shep had been alarmed when he saw the boy enter, but when he had not made
any motions to show that he was angry with him for fucking the young girl, he
gratefully returned to the task before him, redoubling the force of his heavy cock
thrusts up into the sexy smelling little girl-human who had opened her lovely little
cunt-hole to him from behind. And that turned the trick for Joanie.
"Ooooooh," she cried as the ever-swelling animal cock pounded deeper and deeper up
into her open cunt. And "Aaaaaagh," again. For a moment, the girl's eyes went out of
focus a little, as though she were looking off into the distance, and it suddenly didn't
matter who was kneeling before her. Only that wonderful dog-cock filling her hungry,
so long unfucked young cunt mattered, and now there was a new cock presented before
her dreamy eyes, filling her with further lewd and lascivious thoughts.
"God, Timmy, oh God, your cock I-looks b-beautiful," Joanie managed to hiss between
thrusts of Shep's heavily rampaging cock. "You'll... you'll never tell anyone about this,
will you?"
"Oh God, Sis, no, never," Timmy blurted excitedly back to her. "It's between you and
me and Shep, and... this." And Timmy moved his thinly swollen young cock even closer
to his cock-filled sister's openly hanging mouth. Even though it was hard to concentrate
on anything but that magnificent dog-cock fucking up into her from behind, Joanie
could not take her eyes away from her younger brother's rigidly throbbing little cock as
it jutted forward from his open jeans. Just its throbbing alone was enough to overwhelm
the hotly panting girl as she stared hungrily at it. Oh Lord, it looked beautiful and it
belonged to her own dear little brother!
Without really thinking, the young nine-year-old found her hand moving up to encircle
it with warm sensuous fingers. How hot it was, she thought with surprise, and then she
could feel her brother's pulse beating inside the smooth rubbery shaft like a tiny heart
beat. The excited girl pushed back the heavy foreskin, revealing the smooth, desire
swollen head, he tiny slit at the tip with a small drop of cum dangling there, just as it
had on the dog. I wonder how it would taste, Joanie thought, through her lust dimmed
mind and then she knew that she wanted that hard throbbing flesh in her mouth. She
wanted to sense and savour the taste of it. Have it fucking deep down into her throat
while the huge dog fucked into her cunt from behind. Slowly her lovely face moved
closer... closer... her small white hand squeezing harder without her even noticing it.
As he knelt before his lovely, naked young sister whom he had always dreamed of
fucking, Timmy could not keep a small groan from breaking out from between his
tightly clenched teeth because of the almost painful delight of her touch. Was she going
to suck him? Would she suck him off with her tender young mouth? Timmy hardly
dared let himself believe it, even though his previously untouchable young sister was
now squeezing and stroking his excitedly pulsating cock, drawing wild spasms of pure
pleasure from it that he could hardly stand. He couldn't resist reaching forward and
gently caressing the lovely blonde-haired head below, letting his fingers slide gently
around to the back of her neck. Then with his hand there, he slowly drew his sister's
widely ovaled mouth toward his waiting cock.
Unable to stand the temptation any longer, Joanie flicked out her tiny, moisture
glistening tongue and let it glide warmly over the heavily swollen head. Her brother
groaned loudly from the hotly searing contact, his whole body spasming as the lovely
blonde nine-year-old kneeling before him began to run her tongue in hot, lewd little
circles around the tip of his lust-bursting little cock.
A warm, pungent taste of male cum flooded Joanie's mouth, filling her with a new kind
of wild, almost animal-like excitement. She let her hand slide down the smooth hot
cockshaft and then reach up inside her brother's pants until her fingernails were teasing
softly at the cum-filled sac of his balls. At the same time, she ovaled her lips into a wide
wet circle and took the cock into her mouth, feeling the underside of it sliding erotically
back over the flatness of her tongue until the smooth rubbery head was pressing all the
way back against her tonsils, almost choking her. Automatically, her mind dimmed by
the lewd sensuality of what was happening to her naked young body, she began to
suck, her tightly ovaled lips clasping tightly around the lust-swollen cock sunk deep up
into her beautiful face. Timmy could stand it no longer! He had almost cum when he
was stroking his virile young cock into hardness and now, in spite of his desire to hold
it back, it was suddenly there!
"Now! Oh God, suck it, Sis!" Timmy shouted deliriously. "Suck it! For God's sake, suck
hard! I'm cumming! I'm cuummmiiinnnggg!" And then his back arched while his body
twisted and jerked helplessly in his wild outcry of ecstasy.
His nine-year-old sister, her own hotly churning cunt ready to explode, had wanted him
to spew out his cum deep down into her hungrily waiting young belly... and he did!
The first burning gush of hotly scalding cum flooded thickly into her desperately
sucking mouth, but try as she would, she could not swallow it all down without
choking and gagging slightly. Sucking and slurping, the slaving young girl did the best
she could but the thick streams of the viscous white liquid flooded out around the
jerking cock protruding from her wide-stretched young lips, obscenely covering her
chin with thin, white trails of the lust-inciting fluid.
Oh, how she loved the taste in her mouth, the girl thought to herself, and then the
excitement of having her first human cock shooting into her mouth touched off her
own wildly screaming orgasm. As she felt the onslaught of her long-building climax and
ground her nakedly quivering asscheeks back hard against the heavily laboring dog's
cock, the wildly excited girl could feel the rock-hard shaft pistoning again and again up
into the ultimate depths of her now crazily convulsing young belly. That was the final
trigger she needed and suddenly she felt as if she had been hit hard in the stomach with
a fist as all her muscles contracted at once in the wildly bursting spasms of sensual
delight. Her buttocks flexed and hollowed as her greedily clenching pussy pulled wildly
on the animal's nearly bursting dog-cock while at the same time her lips and tongue
kept spasmodically milking at the still spurting man-cock in her mouth. All this was too
much for the already aroused Belgian sheep dog and suddenly his hot animal cum
began to jet up in thin, hot streams into the nine-year-old's voraciously squirming cunt.
The gasping girl had one split second to think how different it felt from a man's
cumming, more like one long hot squirt that seemed to drill a hole right through her
hotly quivering womb, and then Joanie's mind exploded in a great flare of colored lights
from this last incredible stimulation as she started to cum... and cum all over again!
Timmy had begun to fall back away from the wildly cumming lust-distorted face of his
sister, his rapidly shrinking young cock slipping wetly from her cum-slickened lips as
she gurgled out a long, last groan of sensual pleasure. It was beautiful, he thought,
absolutely beautiful. Now he could fuck her any way he wanted to whenever he wanted
to. She was his now and he didn't think he would ever have any objections from her
about fucking again as long as they lived!!!


THE END
