LLP-290 The Neighborhood Pet
by Jon Reskind


Chapter 1

The sleek German shepherd stretched out his long sinewy body on the cool
of the kitchen's rubber-tiled flooring to watch the golden-haired young
wife move about her household duties with an air of feminine efficiency.
He chose a corner, his favorite vantage point, and a spot he had come to
consider as his own since his arrival at this new place. Though at first
it had been strange to him and he had sadly longed to be with his real
mistress, the warm affection shown him by the young woman and man had
soon won his fervent attachment.

What was even more exciting and new to him was the freedom he had here.
Before, he had been allowed outside only in the company of his mistress
and leashed, but here he could come and go as he felt the urge, freely
exploring the alleys and neighboring yards where other friendly young
wives gave him bones and sometimes even took him into their houses. Of
them all, though, it was this pretty, long golden-haired girl who
answered to the sound of Karen that he preferred to be with. She fed him
well and petted him often, making soft little cooing sounds that not
only pleased him but set his great heart to beating faster. It was the
lack of such attention this morning which gave the powerful animal his
feeling of slighted uneasiness, and he watched her with unflinching,
devoted eyes, instinctively knowing that all was not right with her ...

Actually, Karen Smith thought to herself, as she rinsed the dishes
before placing them in the dishwasher, she was being a little childish
about the whole thing. Steve wasn't wholly at fault this time. After
all, they had awakened later than usual and she should know after eight
months of marriage to him what a stickler he was for being on time at
the office. With only an hour for him to shower, shave, dress and eat
breakfast, then drive into L.A. proper, she'd been just a bit
unreasonable enticing him into making love to her. But after last
night's big let-down on his part, she'd popped her eyes open this
morning with the same sensual coals still smoldering inside her. Of
course, he'd had too much to drink the night before at the Keller's
dinner party ... or maybe not enough, she wasn't certain which, they
both did so little of it. But for some unusual reason, he'd been like a
damned rabbit in bed, just whipping right off and leaving her in the
middle of her passionate climb, dropping almost immediately off to
sleep, while she'd lain there beside him in excited arousal for over an
hour before she'd fitfully dozed off.

It was little wonder to the twenty-two year old, curvaceous blonde wife
that she'd awakened in no less an erotic tizzy than the sizzling state
which sleep had temporarily banked through the night. But to endure a
repeat fiasco within eight hours had been almost more than she could
bear! Only the fact that she knew he would be late for work if she made
an issue of it, had kept her from breaking right out in flustrated
tears! Like a propelled young athlete trying for some sort of an olympic
record, he'd raced his lengthy, swollen hardness in and out of the
heated, liquid sanctuary between her legs, quickly seeing to his own
needs, then hopped from the bed while she lay there panting!

"Sorry, hon ... but I really got to make time, now!" he'd weakly
apologized, wiping off his deflating penis with his soiled shorts as he
moved toward the bathroom. Then, at the doorway, he'd turned and
promised: "Look, I'll make it up to you tonight, Karen ... for sure.
We'll go out for cocktails and dinner, just the two of us ... and after,
we'll come home and have a real party. Okay ...?"

"O-Okay ... all right, darling," she'd feebly answered, somehow managing
a smile for him before he'd darted into the bath, closing the door
behind him.

Well, at least he had understood the whats and whys of her frustration,
she'd thought as she lie there, fighting the tremendous urge to finish
the task with her finger before he popped out like a jack-in-the-box
from the shower. But she hadn't and for personal reasons known only to
herself. When she'd married Steve Smith she'd hopefully put the need for
self-gratification behind her, and to this point she had not violated
that optimism, for once begun it would be too easy a practice to
continue.

Karen was quite aware and certainly unashamed of her carnally amorous
nature, and so far, her slender, loveable, unhomely young husband had
shown his appreciation of it to the best of his limited ability. There
... there she went again, privately deriding him with that one word,
'limited' ... and after vowing to herself only several days before that
she would not let her mind think that way anymore! What was it the book
she had read on marriage and sexual love had said ...? Allowing this
vein of thinking toward one's mate to dwell in the mind will only breed
further discontent. It is important especially for the new inexperienced
bride to adopt a positive and patient view. Either partner might well
detain the event of harmony in the sex act by mentally unloading blame
of inadequacy on the other ...

Well, inexperienced she'd certainly been and still was, she supposed, if
one was to measure by the length of time she'd been at it. Steve had
been the first and only man in her young life, the initial and wondrous
night going back to four months before their wedding. And what a
blissful, bang-up performance that had been on his part right there in
the back-seat of his car! God, her climax had been so dynamic that she'd
fainted dead away, nearly frightening him to death ... poor darling.

Karen smiled to herself now as she remembered, momentarily pausing in
her dish rinsing. But such infusing recollections were not doing a damn
thing toward soothing the immediate ardor still glowing hotly in her
soft belly and simmering young loins, she reasoned, forcefully sealing
the memory back inside her mental archives. The main points of
importance were that they were totally and rapturously in love with each
other, that they were both sound and healthy, and that her twenty-five
year husband's position as an insurance agent was secure and progressing
beyond their fondest expectations. What young bride of eight months
could ask for more than the beautiful new home they were buying in the
enviable Oakmont Shadows development? Even their two-year old car was
paid for, and in three more months, their furniture, would be entirely
their own!

So, their sex life wasn't yet all that it might be, at least it was a
hit and miss proposition, and when she wasn't left in one of these
fired-up states she felt confident that in time ...

A soft whine from the big German shepherd behind her interrupted the
pony tailed blonde girl's stream of thoughts. She turned, smiling down
at the handsome animal her Aunt Janie had asked her to look after while
the vivacious older writer fulfilled a magazine assignment in London.
Though she would have done it out of gratitude for this fiftyish,
spritely woman who had raised her following the accidental death of her
parents when she was twelve, she had truly welcomed the magnificent
dog's company. Too many nights, Steve was obligated to meet with clients
... the unfortunate plight of a successful insurance agent's life ...
and as well as the dog's company, Karen appreciated the protection in
this new, outlying area the powerful animal afforded her.

"What is it, Satyr darling?" she softly cooed down at him in a tone she
somehow had adopted especially for him. "Hungry, baby?" she continued,
lovingly stroking the mighty dog's big, glossy-furred head. "You know, I
think I'm beginning to understand why Aunt Janie gave you that devilish
little name ... it's the wicked, loveable gleam you too often get in
those big brown eyes. To tell you the truth, young man, it sometimes
appears to be bordering on salacity."

The pleasing sound of her soft, crooning voice along with the gentle
pressure of her small, stroking hand on his head filled Satyr with
warm-hearted relish. Instinctively, he raised his head, licking at her
smooth hand to impart his growing attachment to her. Whatever had
troubled her was of relative unimportance, his keen animal intuition
made him know, as with that hand moving to his neck, she hugged him
against her soft, outer thigh.

"I'm not sure but what you might be some reincarnated Lothario from
another time," the curvaceous, doting young wife teased, happy that they
exercised a six month dog impounding law in England before you could
bring them in. Otherwise, she'd never known the tying bond that could
grow between a human and their faithful canine friends. She had always
loved them but never owned one herself. It hadn't been until after Uncle
Bill's passing away and her own marriage to Steve that Aunt Janie had
discovered this wonderful animal. Now, he had become one of their own
little family after only a week, and already she was dreading the day
that Aunt Janie would come home to claim him. "Supposing we look into
the fridge to see what we can find for you, handsome? I think there
might even be a nice big ham bone there."

The noble animal whined, almost as if he knew what she were saying,
Karen thought, embracing him against her leg and stroking his head once
more. He whimpered and she lightly laughed. The darling. She hoped she
was doing right by letting him traipse out and around the neighborhood.
Aunt Janie had been in such a rush that she'd given her little advice
concerning him. And inasmuch as the neighbors had all taken to him, she
couldn't see any harm in letting him get out and romp a bit. He seemed
to know where home was and that was the main thing ... along, of course,
with his gentle temperament.

Although she very much enjoyed taking him on his leash grocery shopping
with her, there'd been several times he'd been off gallivanting when she
couldn't. But invariably, when he accompanied her, any number of wives
who lived in the Shadows made it a policy to come up and pet him, such
as the day before when three of them had approached him, hardly looking
at her as they almost blushingly made over him. He had become quite a
focal point in the neighborhood, and though proud, she had come up with
some misgivings over the attention. There was such a thing, she'd read,
as dog-knapping, and God, how could she ever explain that, should it
happen, to Aunt Janie?

"I don't want to be strict with you, darling," his new young mistress
intoned with a final, loving pat, "But I just might have to curtail some
of your wanderlusting habits. Aunt Janie would never forgive me, I know,
if anything happened to you ... and I couldn't forgive myself."

Satyr was aware only that her melodious, gentle voice bestowed kindness
and love. But beyond that, he had sensed in his closeness against her a
poignant smell not unfamiliar to him, a heady scent which immediately
inspired trained responses inside his big, muscular body. It was the
human mating aura he had been skillfully educated to recognize ... and
he did, but perhaps with more eagerness than usual, for this was his
beloved new mistress who made his animal-heart beat rapidly when she
petted him ...!

Her mind still a conglomeration of mixed-veined thoughts, Karen opened
the refrigerator, identified the ham bone on its plate and bent down to
retrieve it from its backward place on the tray. She said aloud, more to
herself than the waiting dog: "Ham shouldn't really be kept this long,
anyway ... even under refrigeration ...!"

Though it gave her a jolting, if wild start, the astounded young wife
didn't move! She was still bent over, but frozen immobile at the feel of
the unmistakable cool wetness of Satyr's nose high on the soft inner
side of her left thigh! Why she didn't jerk upright in shock, fear, or
at least, a smattering of self-decorum, she could only lay to the
prurient incitement which had been smoldering inside her since the night
before! Instead, she continued to stoop there, waiting, knowing that the
big dog's huge head was up in under her short shift from behind,
animalishly sniffing ... and then, the hot pressured lap of his
unmistakable tongue came against the moistened nylon strip of her sheer,
snug-fitting panties hugging her seeping vaginal lips!

Good God! He'd sensed her erotic heat!

What else? It had to be that, and his singeing, long thick tongue had
felt like a firebrand caressing the protected swollen lips of her still
hotly fired pussy! Again, he did it as she hung there in her
stooped-over position, drawing the length of his feverish tongue
undeniably between her partially spread thighs, along the length of her
flushed, wet cuntal crevice!

Karen raised up slowly ... straightening, only because she couldn't
spend the day in that position! She held the bone in her hand as she
turned to gaze down at her animal-paramour who was staring up at her
with almost twinkling brown eyes, erect ears, open mouthed and with
wagging tail.

"You loveable devil! I was right! That's why your name is Satyr ...
because you are!" she tremulously whispered, all the sensations she had
managed to keep from overwhelming her the past ten hours, suddenly
spiraling with passionate intensity over her voluptuous, young feminine
curves. "You ... you are Don Juan returned ... a licentious male lover
in a dog's body ... but so help me, more handsome than any of them!
Wh-What has Aunt Janie been teaching you, anyway, Satyr darling?"

The massive German Shepherd whimpered, but the sensually intoxicated
bride wasn't sure why ... whether for the bone she held, or the
now-inflamed secret between her trembling thighs! She shivered outright
as she took the first step toward the washroom as if satanically driven.
Inside, she held the bone high in a mind-spinning, teasing gesture, so
that he would see and follow, lascivious things she had never before
even conceived of permeating her brain!

"Come in here, darling ... in here with Karen!" she consciously hissed,
as if someone might overhear, though she was the only human in the
house! "Come on, baby ... that's my darling ... and after, you can have
the bone! Come on, look what Karen has for you ...!"

It was too late to stop now, the breathless, wildly infused Karen
insanely reasoned, realizing the depravity of her act and knowing she
intended to do it anyway! The eager animal whimpered before her as she
stood there, door partially closed and spread legged, her short skirt
luridly raised, the fingers of her same hand pulling seductively to one
side the thin narrow crotchband of her dampened, nylon panties, hotly
exposing her lightly hair-fringed, wet cunt before him!

"Come on, Satyr! Do it for Karen! Lick it ... baby ... lick Karen's hot
little pussy for her!" she lewdly whispered, the obscene thought and
knowing of what she was doing inspiring almost frantic jolts of raging
excitement to charge through her!

Eagerly she watched, the sight in itself as the big dog moved closer,
enough to jell her knees! Then, unimaginable sensations of frenetic lust
stabbed within her when she realized that he was really going to lick
her there up between her thighs! Ooohhhh ... this was beyond obscenity,
she thrillingly trembled, pulling even further to one side the elastic
legband and the sheer strip of her wet panties to better expose her
fire-filled pussy to him! ... He was, wasn't he? God! He had to ...!

And, he did!

The beautiful darling's long and thick animal-tongue wetly snaked out,
curling at its tip as it searingly splayed open the fervid, sensitive
lips of her pouting pussy! It laved the very seeping, inflamed mouth of
her vagina, separating the soft, hair-fringed folds, drawing with a
scorching heat upward between them, ending and twisting at the delicate
bud of her already hotly quivering little clitoris! And he wasn't about
to stop there! Again and again without the slightest urging on Karen's
part, the handsome brute repeated his fiery lingual caresses, raising
gasps of lurid intoxication from the young blonde wife as she stood
there with shapely naked legs spread wide, her exposed loins thrust
obscenely forward, her little hand holding the narrow wisp of her nylon
panties one side for Satyr's lustfully delicious licking of her
erotically steaming cunt!

The bone she held in her small hand had lost its interest for the big
German shepherd the moment his new, beautiful blonde mistress had raised
her skirt and made naked for him her hot, wet young pussy lips. He knew
from vast experience the feeling of racing blood pounding ruttishly
through the animal veins of his mighty body. The delicate scent of her
roused, fluid heat filled his keen sensitive nostrils as he ardently
stroked his long, thick tongue through the moistened, pink flesh between
her sensuously spread thighs. His strong animal-heart beat faster at her
exciting feminine sexual odor, the intense fever of her desire
contagiously charging to his own powerful loins.

"Oh ... oh God ... yes, darling ... like that! Lick it good!" Karen
hissed, still holding the bone high in one hand and her tiny panties
lewdly pulled away from her burning, blonde-curled pussy with the other.
"Oh lover ... you sweet ... sweet beauty! Lick! Lick! Karen'll cum in a
minute, darling! Oooohhhh ... faster, baby, faster ... then you can have
your bone! That's it ... lick ... lick ... lick ...!"

At last, the unwelcomed sound penetrated ... a knocking at the back door
... persistent but not demanding ... yet ...! For a long moment, the
lustfully captivated Karen did not move, couldn't in the throes of her
forbidden enchantment ... but the knocking continued until the huge dog
finally stopped his obscene caresses, growling reflexively in his husky
throat. Oh God, just a minute more and she would have! She almost
frantically screamed within her wildly excited brain, thrusting her
seething wet cunt obscenely forward, trying to tempt the big animal back
to finish his lewd tonguing. But instead, he nosed his way through the
opening of the door she had not quite closed to move toward the kitchen
entrance.

"Damn! Damn!" the fiercely incited Karen cursed under her breath,
quickly pulling her panty crotch band back over her saliva-moistened
vagina as she shivered maddeningly from the impassioned sensations
electrifying her hotly inflamed young loins in their almost reached
orgasmic moment! Who the devil could it be? She raged inwardly, then
heard Barbara Keller's throaty voice speaking to Satyr through the
screened door.

"Well, hello there, handsome! Where's your pretty mistress ...? Oh,
there you are, honey," their stunning, new neighbor greeted as Karen
emerged with forced calm from the washroom. She was a comparatively tall
girl, older than Karen by several years, with an extremely attractive
face, fluffy mini-bobbed, coal-black hair, enchanting onyx-eyes, and an
enviously curved body which she revealingly enhanced by wearing the
meagerest and tightest ensembles available. "You washing or something,
honey? Hope I didn't interrupt?"

"No ... no, I ... ah, was getting a bone for Satyr," Karen stammered,
helplessly trembling as she sensed the uncontrollable flush to her
cheeks. God, that had been stupid, she quickly realized ... a bone from
the washroom? Her attractive caller's head cocked to one side as if in
wonderment, but Karen refused to notice, managing a smile as she
concentrated on the other's skin-tight white shorts and matching,
low-cut halter. "My, don't you look fresh and cool, though? How about
some coffee?"

"Love it, hon, and thanks for the compliment," Barbara replied, watching
the big German shepherd take the bone from her curvaceous blonde
neighbor's hand and march toward the door.

"Now don't you go away, Mr. Gallivanter," Karen affectedly ordered,
pressing open the screened barrier for the proud animal to pass, the
thought of the lurid act she'd involved him in only minutes before still
discomposing her. "Stay right in the back yard," she added, struggling
desperately to hide her mounting feeling of guilt. Then, turning to
smile again at her neighbor: "Sit down, Barbara ... I'll get some cups
..."

The alluring brunette was a warm, outgoing girl and a new acquaintance
whom Karen liked very much. Though Barbara and Don had just moved into
their home across the street some ten days before, already the two
couples had struck up a friendly and close relationship ... but somewhat
taxed at that moment in the once again flustrated mind of the wrought up
young housewife ...

"You really like this outfit, or are you kidding me?" the long-legged
brunette asked as she slid into the breakfast booth. "Don says if it was
any tighter I might as well sew some simulated pubic-hair on the front,
the wise guy. Actually, he likes them this way. What do you think,
Karen?"

Perhaps at another time it wouldn't, but right then her attractive
friend's rather lewd remark only added to Karen's uneasiness. All the
same, she laughed, struggling for casualness and angered with herself at
the hot twinges she knew continued to redden her cheeks. She quipped:
"Well, let's say you're not leaving anything in doubt to the naked eye
... but I do like it on you."

"Thanks again. Your sweet, Karen," the stunning girl bubbled. "Now, how
would you like to go shopping with me this afternoon? There's several
sales going on downtown ..."

"Oh, I shouldn't, Barb," Karen replied as she poured their coffee and
slipped into the booth across from her neighbor, aware that the fire had
lessened in her cheeks, her confidence slowly returning. "Steve's taking
me out to dinner tonight and I don't want to be dragging for that.
Otherwise, I'd love to join you."

"Ooohhh ... and I thought sure you would," Barbara disappointedly
moaned, and then as quickly, she was smiling again. "But we can do it
another time. I don't blame you for storing up your energy for that
sweet husband of yours. He's a doll, Karen." She leaned forward over the
table. "Tell me, was he over, under, or soused just to the 'nth' degree
last night? God, I thought he was going to rape you right there on the
couch, once!"

Karen had already been exposed to her enravishing neighbor's unexpected,
sensual probes and revelations, blushingly surprising questions or
statements of which her good-looking, athletic husband seemed to eagerly
enjoy, and which at first had embarrassed both Steve and herself. But it
was the innocence and spontaneity of them that had soon brought down her
prudish guard, along with her Steve's. One couldn't know Barbara Keller
very long without recognizing and accepting, even becoming infatuated
with her unvarnished candor, which usually encompassed sex.
Nevertheless, her immediate personal question irked Karen, setting her
on the alert. There were, after all, some things ...

"God!" the widened, onyx-eyed girl went on before she could answer, "Don
was a savage! I thought he was going to tongue me right out of my mind,
and he hadn't drunk anything near what Steve had! Then, it was
dog-fashion, and believe me, honey, with that cock of his rammed up in
you from behind you know you're getting fucked!"

Karen actually lost her breath at her fetching neighbor's casual use of
the two four-letter words, the very sound of them tumbling from her
pretty, white-glossed lips momentarily spellbinding her! In all of their
association to date, the younger wife had never heard her use the
ultimate graphics, even when she implied them! At the same time, she
couldn't deny the sparks they raised in her soft, smoldering belly and
loins ... like a poker being stroked into a caked bed of white-hot
coals!

Somehow, Karen found her' voice and quivering as it was in her
undeniable excitement, she softly managed to convincingly lie: "Steve
had to be at the office early ... so we went right to sleep ..."

"Really? God, I was as hot as a Spanish onion! I must've cum a
half-dozen times, but that's that heavy-hung husband of mine," the
sparkling brunette randomly informed, then sipped from her cup, her
dark-eyes mischievously scintillating as they gleamed across the table.
"Anyway, I'm sorry you guys didn't cut it. I know you were right up
there with me, hon, the way you were hanging onto Steve." She set down
her cup and shook her pretty head. "That's the trouble with insurance,
or Don's real estate. Sure, we make wonderful money, but the time
involved. It kills me. I can seldom plan a dinner and have it on the
hour, or figure on my legal-lover to be on deck when he says. It's
always a client who wants to look at property at the most unreasonable
hours! Sometimes, I wonder if it's worth it ... then I look around, or
go out and lounge by the pool and decide it is."

Once more, Karen worked up a smile. "Of course it is," she heard herself
say, all that her curvaceous young neighbor had openly unfolded without
a grain of conscience tossing wildly inside her own wrought-up brain ...
Cum a half-dozen times? God! Even once would be heavenly! ... Heavy-hung
husband ...! Steve was as big there as anyone she would ever want to
know! It was so long and thick ... bigger than most, she'd almost bet,
or at least an equal ... wasn't it ...? Wasn't it ...? How could she
know? It was the only one she'd ever seen, felt, or loved! How could an
inexperienced girl compare ...! Even if she wanted to ...?

"Honey! You didn't answer me," Barbara said, half-smiling across the
table at her with her lovely head cocked to one side in characteristic
fashion. "You off in a dream-world on me?"

"I'm sorry, Barb ... I guess I got carried away there for a moment ...
something I ought to do," Karen lied again.

"Well ... what I asked you is, when are you guys putting in your pool?
Last night, you said you were going to ..."

"Oh, not until next summer, probably," Karen quickly replied, ashamed of
her momentary lapse. "I really didn't intend to get carried off like
that ..."

"Oh, for God's sake, think nothing of it, baby. I get that way once in
awhile, too. But listen, why don't you and Steve come over Friday night
for a pool party. We'll have cocktails, steaks, and ..." she leaned
forward, covering Karen's hand with her own, "some exciting movies to
stimulate the sensual blood-flow. Don just sold this estate to a real
big-time operator who handles the distribution of stag movies. God, hon,
they're wild ... all the way ... everything you can imagine with
beautiful gals and handsome males! Sound like something ...?"

"I ah ... well, I'll tell Steve tonight when he comes home," Karen
huskily responded, her own blood pounding through her at the thought.
"I-I have to go by his schedule, you know ..."

"Of course you do, baby," the enravishing brunette smiled, getting to
her feet. "Now, I better run and let you do your thing. Sorry you can't
go shopping with me ..."

"Another time, Barbara ... Tonight looks like a big night for the
Smiths," Karen said, the urge to imply something sensual to her friend
almost overwhelming her.

"Ahhhh ... and I can see it in your luscious eyes, you blonde beauty!
Okay, I'm off and running. Let me know about Friday, eh hon? And ... and
you might even give me a run-down on the big go tonight! I love to hear
about other people's private sex-lives!"

Karen laughed. She followed her neighbor to the door and saw her out. At
the same time, she looked for Satyr, but he wasn't to be seen. The devil
had wandered off again. There was his bone, but he was nowhere in sight.
Damn him ...

"Bye, Karen."

"Bye, Barb ... see you later."

The raven-haired girl smiled and waved, then she was gone ... like Satyr
...!


Chapter 2


Something out of the ordinary had been bothering Karen, the dark-eyed
Barbara thoughtfully mused as she crossed the pleasant street back to
her own new home. Subconsciously, she added a little extra bounce to her
gait plus a provocative waggle of fully rounded hips and buttocks, just
in case there might be a man admiring her from some concealed vantage
point. Of course, they'd only known the dazzling blonde charmer and her
adorable husband less than two weeks, but that was long enough to learn
considerable about a person's character and temperament. There was no
question about it, the enticingly sexy doll had been mighty worked up
over something ... or someone, when she'd walked out of that washroom!
Her cheeks had been flushed and she was still trembling when she poured
the coffee, Barbara remembered, her own excitement growing. God, was it
possible ...? Could there have been someone hidden in there ... a man,
perhaps ...? It certainly had taken her long enough to answer the door!
And she'd rapped at least a half-dozen times! Well, if there had been,
he was still there, but he'd have to leave sooner or later, and little
Barbara was just going to watch from behind the living room drape for a
bit!

Karen Smith having an illicit affair! Wow, now wouldn't that be
something, though? Damn, if it were only true, the raven-haired
neighboring wife eagerly speculated, making her way through the cool,
well-furnished house to the living room where she could comfortably
watch, wait, and think. There was still plenty of time before she had to
change and dress for her shopping tour. God, Don would just flip if it
were true, Barbara imagined, smiling to herself. She'd never known him
to get quite as horny over the possibility of a new conquest as he had
with Karen. Admittedly, the golden-haired angel had it all, looks,
youth, and a perfectly breathtaking body, but she didn't figure that
she, herself, was any slouch at twenty-seven.

Of course, that really had nothing to do with it as far as she and Don
were concerned. They were very much in love and it was doubtful that any
third party, even with Karen's or darling Steve's qualifications, could
destroy that. Sex not love, was the secret ingredient that all of their
swapping friends had shared and lustily enjoyed with them throughout the
two years of their marriage. Not only had it added that needed spice to
their individual lives, but it had actually put new zest in their own
marital love-making. God knows, it was anything but a boring ordeal for
her to go to bed with Don, and especially following a bout or two with
some of the other husbands in their circle. Too often, a wife didn't
really appreciate what she had at home until she'd laid down for a few
of her girlfriends' spouses. And that was another advantage to their
private, swinging get-togethers: the exciting exchange of new ideas,
ways and approaches, or the actual teaching of a one-track minded
husband, or half-frigid wife.

Anyway, the swapping around had certainly meant everything to her and
Don's lives together. Being financially comfortable and having all of
the luxuries that went along with money was not, in itself, enough, and
both of them had realized it almost from the beginning. Sooner or later,
the inevitable boredom was bound to set in, usually leading to shady
little affairs which divorce attorneys thrived on, and neither of them
had wanted that.

Oh, at first, she'd been quite bent when Don had come right out with the
idea, the dark-eyed girl remembered as she continued to watch the house
across the street, but being that she'd been enjoyable promiscuous all
through her senior year in high school and the next four at college,
she'd soon bought the program as a wild method of having her cake and
eating it too. And so it had been for both of them ...

A movement in the yard to the right of Karen's house caught her eye,
interrupting Barbara's thoughts, but then she saw it was Satyr and
sighed to herself. He was a beautiful animal, she mentally reflected,
admiring his sleek, graceful actions. She remembered then that he, too,
had come out of the washroom ... first, in fact. If only he could talk
... for if luscious Karen did have a lover tucked out of sight in there,
the handsome brute would have to know who it was. Poor Steve, he'd
probably fall apart if he ever suspected; that was the usual result when
a new young wife or husband was discovered kicking over the traces. And
he was such a loveable darling, too! God, how she wanted to get him into
bed for an hour or so ... and just maybe, this startling event,
whatever, or whoever it might be, was going to make that a reality!

Don was truly going to soar when he found out ... but no, she wouldn't
say a thing until she was sure! Damn, who could it be? One of the
neighbors, maybe? That didn't sound logical though. There were only a
few and most of them so much older than Karen ... unless she was one of
those gals who nursed a secret penchant for older men! Besides, Barbara
realized, she, herself, wasn't at all familiar with the couples who
lived on the street behind Karen. It could be someone from there, a
younger man she'd met over the back fence, or at the shopping center ...

The telephone startled the provocatively dressed Barbara and she bounced
up to answer it, but never taking her eyes from the house across the
way. It would be Don wondering what had happened.

"Hi, Babe, Well tell your loving husband! How did it go?" his deep voice
warmly filled her ear.

"My lecherous husband, you mean?"

"Same thing, Honey-pot, but let's not banter trifles. What happened? Did
you talk to her ...?"

"Yes, Lover, I did just what you said, including salting the
conversation with erotic tales peppered with a few four-letter words,"
the ravishing Barbara throatily informed, at the same time tracing the
smooth erogenous flesh of her full, white inner thigh with narcissistic
finger-tips. A little shiver rippled along her spine at the
self-taunting.

"So, how did she take it?" her husband eagerly questioned.

"I think what you want to know, Darling, was, what were her responses
... and frankly, they were all that a man like you, with the hots, could
ever ask for. She didn't get uptight, and she was damned sure sensually
aroused," Barbara informed in her suggestive tone, knowing that she was
telling the truth even if she weren't revealing all of it.

"Sweet pussy!" her athletic husband hissingly exclaimed, using one of
his favorite expressions. "That's music to my ears, Angel! Okay, now get
this. I had coffee with your future lover-boy this morning ..."

"Steve?"

"Who else've you got cockitis over at the present, Baby?" he teased.

"Well, come on, tell me what happened!"

"Foundation work mostly. We're having lunch together tomorrow ... a few
martinis and the likes ... get the scene?"

"Yes ... yes ...!"

"So, when I think he's ready, I'm going to spring it on him ..."

"Spring what? Swapping ...?"

"You're right on, Lover girl," her deep-voiced mate said. "He'll never
be more ready, and you know what a few drinks does to Steve Smith."

"God ...! Do you think it'll work, Don?" she questioned, afraid that
they could be rushing it. "I mean, maybe we should soften them a little
more first ..."

"Don't be silly. The first jolt is going to carry the same impact when
ever we spring it ... and I'll tell you, Baby, I don't think I can wait
much longer for a piece of that Karen's delectable, tight ass! You
wouldn't want to be bringing cigarettes to your raping husband in the
jug, would you?"

"You are pumped full of stifferine, aren't you, Darling?" Barbara
responded with an excited laugh. "Wow ... okay, that's fine with me. You
know I've been ready for that sweet, gentle husband of hers ever since
we moved in! But I just want to be sure we don't blow it ..."

"We won't. I've got a little thing working in the back of my mind," Don
answered. "Steve Smith's ambitious for one of those 'Million-Dollar'
buttons successful insurance salesmen flash, and once I make him
understand that association with our select circle can gain him that,
he's going to start worrying less and less about his young wife Karen
spreading her legs for a few loving friends."

"Well ... I hope you're right, Doll ..."

"Don't worry, I'm right ... just a bit of man to man psychology. What
did she say about the pool party?"

"She's to let me know after she talks with Don. But I think it looks
favorable."

"Good. Let's invite a few more couples ... makes for more interesting
prelims to newcomers. Meantime, dig a pair of thick steaks out of the
freezer, have a pitcher of martinis ready, and prepare yourself for a
wild time, Sugar. Big Daddy's going to take up from where he left off
last night!"

"Is that a promise?" the stunningly shaped wife huskily questioned, a
tremor of fervid excitement rippling over her curved, susceptible body.

"No ... it's a threat, pussy-girl, so prepare yourself," he
half-whispered in that way of his that could drive her right up the
wall. "Your ogre is knocking off early, and all the king's horses can't
stop him ...!"

*     *     *

In the course of the remaining morning hours, Karen gradually recovered
her composure by throwing herself into unnecessary house-cleaning,
including the washing of windows. By noon, she felt quite herself again,
the unsatiated fire in her provoked loins at least banked once more,
enough anyway to allow her reasoning capacities to function with some
normalcy. She sat down to a light lunch of soup and a sandwich, filled
with vowed determination and a hangover of vivid shame. God, what
demonical thing had ever tempted her into committing such a loathsome
act she'd never know! The mere recalling of it to mind now was enough to
make her want to break right down and cry. Oh, if Steve ever knew! She
couldn't even bear to think of that! And Satyr, the loveable darling, it
had never been his fault! She was completely to blame, goading him the
way she had! What was worse, the handsome animal had gone off somewhere
immediately and hadn't returned! Had he somehow realized her warped
depravity and ran away? Dogs were credited with having unexplainable
instincts that the human intellect couldn't conceive of! Oh God, if
anything ever happened to him after what she'd done, she could never
forgive herself!

Then, she remembered Barbara's unexpected visit for the thousandth time.
Lord, what had she thought? Really, what had she thought? The
shame-filled, upset girl was already aware that her beautiful neighbor
was anything but a fool, that she possessed a keen, if sometimes, lurid
mind ... and it might very well be that vein of luridness which had
helped her see through Karen's flushed, unhidable emotions. Damn, how
ridiculous she must've looked carrying that bone and stammering about
going in there to get it for Satyr! At least, she'd stupidly implied
that!

Ooooohhh ... she wasn't hungry ... couldn't eat a bite, she concluded,
pushing the food from her. And where was he? Why didn't he come home?
He'd been gone for over two hours, longer than she could ever remember
... or was it? He'd hardly touched his bone, just simply disappeared.
Maybe, she should canvass the neighborhood, or even call the police if
necessary! She just couldn't let anything happen to him ...!

Satyr observed his new pretty mistress seated at the booth in the
kitchen, while he stood quietly outside the screened door. As always,
his warm, animal-blood raced faster at the sight of her. She had not yet
noticed him there and he patiently waited with opened panting mouth and
wagging tail, tired and thirsty from his romping through a near-by field
where he had chased a cat up a tree and remained to bark and jump at it,
until the game no longer pleased him.

He was not hungry, even for the bone that she had given him earlier and
he instinctively knew the reason. The heated taste and scent of her
mating essence earlier had whetted his trained animal-desire, leaving
his vigorous loins in a state of incompleted agitation. It was for this
reason he had impulsively raced into the field to relieve the tensions
through expelled energy. At the same time, he had ignored his usual
stops at other back doors in the neighborhood where kind, and excitedly
smiling females had learned to let him into their kitchens and bedrooms
to perform, the skilled feats which he loved so much. But none of these
could have any longer pleased him with this new yearning born in his
heart for the golden-haired Karen with whom his real mistress had left
him ...

"Oh! There you are!" Karen jubilantly exclaimed, rising from the booth
and turning to see the handsome animal standing beyond the door. A warm
sensation of loving relief flowed through her at the beautiful picture
his unexpected presence inspired. "You naughty dog ... where did you run
off to?" she crooned with emotion, opening the door so that he could
trot in, his big brown eyes twinkling, his opened, panting jaws
reminding her of some devilishly grinning Casanova.

Satyr immediately moved close to rub against her soft thigh, her
welcomed sounds, aroma, and the feel of her small hand on his head and
neck delighting him. He licked at her hand as she continued to coo down
at him and stroke his head.

"You don't know it, Darling, but you had me very worried ... after this
morning," the young wife almost tearfully whispered in her choked-up
happiness at having him back home with her. "I-I was afraid you might
hate me for what I did ... and Karen could just never stand that, you
handsome beauty!" Irresistibly, she haunched down and hugged him to her.
"Oh, you're so sweet, Baby ... please forgive me? I promise, I'll never
do anything so wicked to you again ...!"

He was both tired and thirsty, but the enthralled Satyr would have
contentedly given himself to her caresses indefinitely, had she not of
her own volition sighed, then straightened. It was then that he went to
his water-dish while she watched for a moment before going on with other
things to busy her. He lay down in his special place once his thirst was
quenched, stretching out on the cool of the flooring to watch her, his
big, played out body filled with gladness at being home with her once
more ...

Had anyone ever told her that the mere sight and presence of a dog could
fill her with such elation, or so completely put her mind at ease, Karen
would have thought them batty. But as she went about washing cupboards
with a fresh burst of energy, occasionally stealing glances at the now
sleeping animal, it occurred to her that the handsome Satyr was no
ordinary canine friend. There was something exceptionally unique about
him that caused the irrational little flutters inside her when she
looked at him.

She self-consciously blushed as she realized this and tried to remember
if her feelings toward him had been the same before ... before she had
let him lick her there. God, she couldn't remember, not really. Perhaps,
they'd existed from the beginning, but it had been this morning's
sensually firing incident that had made her wholly conscious of them.

She thought these things as she feverishly scrubbed the unending
cupboards, surprised at her ever lessening feeling of guilt and
revitalized excitement with the vivid memory of the forbiddenly obscene
act of the German shepherd licking her under her panties. God, she could
still feel his searing, long, thick tongue parting her softly curling
pubic hair and splaying through the sensitive flesh of her
passion-moistened vaginal lips, the lustful recollection in itself
enough to provoke a new wetness between her full, hot thighs. Oh, this
would never do! She had to get hold of herself and put such lurid,
bestial thoughts from her mind! They were utterly abominable, and it
must never happen again!

By the same token, she wasn't going to take any more chances of having
something happen to him! She would keep him at home with her, take him
out on his leash when necessary and that would be that. Maybe it would
be better for everyone after Aunt Janie did come and get him ... though
the confused young wife knew she was going to miss him terribly. And
then, she began to think more profoundly of the aunt who had just about
raised her.

The attractive woman had always been a vibrant person, leaning a bit
toward the impishly wild side, Karen mused, but while Uncle Bill was
alive he'd seemed to have been able to pacify her. Karen had only seen
her once following the funeral, up until her aunt had personally
delivered Satyr to their home the week before. Actually, she had been
quite surprised at her older relative's vivacity and modish style of
dress. She looked more like a gay young bachelorette than a middle-aged
widow ... and the way she had bent down to kiss the whining German
shepherd with tears in her eyes ... God, come to think of it, while she
was in that position, Karen remembered, Satyr had tried to nuzzle his
handsome head under her skirt between her legs ...! He had! She suddenly
recalled the whole scene, tiny, odd sensations responding inside her
with the recollection! Was it possible? Had ... had Aunt Janie actually
taught him his naughty little tricks ... perhaps, even bought him for
that purpose ...?

The ringing of the telephone brought her back to the immediate and she
hustled into Steve's study to answer it with the awakened Satyr two
steps behind her.

"Oh, hi Steve darling," she smilingly said, recognizing his voice.

"How's my baby?" his gentle tone questioned.

"Fine, and keeping busy with her housework," she answered. "How's my
breadwinner doing ... making a lot of money for us, I hope?"

He hesitated. "As a matter of fact, that's one of the things I called
you about ... in fact, the main thing, Honey. Something unexpected's
come up that's going to postpone our plans tonight ... and if I land it,
it'll be the biggest policy I've sold yet! It's J.L. Woodward, you know,
the wealthy Cadillac dealer ...!"

Karen couldn't help her disappointment, nor could she hide it either.
This night was going to mean so much to her, especially after last night
and this morning ... "But what about our going out for cocktails and
dinner, Steve? I had so planned on it. Do you have to see him tonight of
all nights ...?"

"Oh, come on, Doll, let's be sensible," he replied, slight irritation in
his tone. "You know my appointments have to be at their convenience, and
I've worked on this one for weeks! Maybe you didn't hear me right,
Karen, but this will be the biggest policy I've written yet!"

Damn, she could almost cry, she was that angry! Even though she knew he
was absolutely right it hardly lessened her sense of chagrin. "Oh ...
oh, what can I say but all right!"

"Golly, Darling, I'm sorry," he apologized, his usual tender voice
attempting to sooth her. "I know I promised, and how much you planned on
it, but won't it be okay if we do it later on in the week? We'll even
enjoy it more, Hon, especially if I sell old J.L. ..."

"Yes ... I'm sorry, too, Steve. I'm just being selfish again," Karen
managed, attempting to reconcile herself. "You'll be home for dinner
then at the usual time?"

"Well ... no, I won't Hon. That is, I'm to have cocktails and dinner
with the Woodwards at their mansion," her uneasy husband feebly
informed. "Actually, I'll probably be rather late, though I'll try to
hustle it up ..."

His admission was like rubbing salt in an open cut! She just couldn't
keep the knifing bitterness out of her tone. "Really! Well, don't bother
to hustle at all! Just take your time and enjoy yourself, Mr. Smith
...!"

"Damnit! Please, Karen, try to understand, will you?" he begged,
something of a pleading whimper filling her ear.

"I'll make every effort!" Karen uncontrollably responded, no longer
attempting to hide her cold resentment, and with that, she hung up,
bursting into tears and heading toward the bedroom for the good cry that
had been plaguing her since the night before!


Chapter 3


Once or twice, after her tears had dried, Karen thought that she dozed,
but she doubted that she'd really slept. On the floor beside the bed,
Satyr faithfully lay watching the open doorway into the hall with the
keen eyes of a posted sentry. She smiled when she saw him there, his
welcomed presence lessening the loneliness she might have felt. She
swung her feet to the floor, sitting on the edge of the bed to reach
down and pet him. Immediately, he arose, crowding affectionately against
her legs, finally settling his big head contentedly in her lap.

"Have you been guarding me, baby?" she softly spoke in the voice which
seemed to please him? "You're a real angel, sweetheart ... and I guess
it's just you and me for the rest of the evening," she resignedly added,
stroking the soft crown of his furry head. "But I suppose it could be
worse, couldn't it?"

He raised his head and before she realized his intentions, his warm,
moist tongue quickly darted out to brush hotly against her lips. In a
natural reaction, Karen drew her face back away, surprised, yet not
repelled. In fact, the loving wet contact sent an unexpected sensation
fluttering through her! For a long moment, she stared deeply into his
wide brown eyes, taking his handsome head between her small hands. He
had kissed her and he knew it! The devilish glimmer in his guileless
eyes gave him away! Slowly, she leaned forward, holding his face warmly,
then near breathless, she parted her moistened, lush lips with her
slightly exposed, tiny pink tongue ...! Unhesitantly, his longer, thick
one gently touched it in a fiery caress.

Karen couldn't move! Had a human lover implanted a passionate kiss on
her mouth or embraced her excited tongue with his, she could never have
felt it more intensively! Again he did it, until she realized that she
was exchanging little fervent lingual caresses with him, and then he
whimpered, the almost pleading sound shattering her unnatural world!

God almighty! What was she doing? She pushed him away, almost leaping to
her feet to stare wide-eyed down into his never innocent, yet unguilty
animal face. Again, he whined, as if sensing the heat he had easily
rekindled within her dormant belly and loins.

"Oh, Satyr ... Satyr ... what am I going to do with you?" the
re-impassioned, shaken wife whispered in self bewilderment. And she was
not ashamed this time! That was the befuddling, unbelievable part! No,
instead she was as hot as a firecracker ready to explode! Oohhh ... what
she needed was a drink, something to steady her before she lost her wits
completely!

Looking at her watch, Karen saw that it was after six and that amazed
her. She must have slept ... yes, because at first, she'd felt
considerably better, but now she wasn't so sure. Damn, why did Steve
have to let her down tonight? She'd never needed him more ... the
evening they'd planned ... their love party ...! He'd said he'd be quite
late, too ... and now was when she wanted him, not some eight or nine
hours away! Oh damn! she tremorously swore to herself as she poured
scotch over ice, forgetting the water ...

Satyr watched her every trembling move, never straying too far from her
side, his stimulated senses knowing from experience her want and need.
The piquant aroma from the fluid heat of her human beauty filled his
nostrils, just as he had tasted it from her mouth. But he was not used
to the waiting, for his real mistress called him to her immediately at
such times, as did all of the others in this new neighborhood. Still it
was this, the waiting, which made him long all the more for her, and he
could do nothing until she bade him.

She refused to sit down and he stalked her like her own shadow,
sometimes, getting close enough to brush against her, but then she would
quickly ease away. Many times, she refilled the glass and drank it
empty. Her soft, warm body still quivered when he crowded against her.
Again, and again, her melodious voice sang soft, sweet sounds down to
him. The aura of her female sexual smell grew stronger and stronger,
until he knew a throbbing in his powerful flanks. And then, at last, she
sat and perched before her, resting his head in her lap, the hot, spicy
fragrance from up between her warm, soft legs saturating his trained,
animated instincts ...!

"Oh, you mind-bending lover!" Karen hissed, stroking his great head
cradled on the short skirt her revealed upper-thighs composed into a
lap. He was more than just a magnificent dog! There was something
elegantly human about his maleness! He'd enchanted her and he was well
aware of it ... knew that she hadn't dare sit down because he would do
what he was doing at that very moment! His rounded animal eyes were
filled with more than affection ... rank lust gleamed there! "You want
to make an animal out of me, don't you? You want this morning completed
... and ... and so do I, Satyr darling! I do ... I can't help it ...!"

Karen's brain swam from the Scotch she'd drunk. But the liquor had done
nothing to ease the burning, sensual excitement within her. Nothing
could do that, she wildly thought, except love, and her only lover lay
his head devotedly in her lap! Oh God, she was absolutely aflame with
desire ... and she'd tried so hard! She was a total, seething wetness
between her legs, and she knew that Satyr keenly sensed it! He was
merely waiting ... waiting ...!

"Ooooohhh ..." she moaned aloud, once more pressing him back away and
gaining her feet, though not too steadily. God, she should have eaten
... but it was too late now; she wasn't hungry. One more drink and a
bath ... Yes, perhaps a bath would do it ... had to, before she turned
herself into something obscenely wanton ...!

The huge German shepherd instinctively discerned his pretty blonde
mistress' anxiety. He, too, was unsettled. Should he be pleased or
thwarted? He followed her into the bedroom, sitting on his haunches with
ears and eyes alert as she began to strip away her clothing. She had
stopped looking or speaking the soft, pleasant sounds down at him. He
watched her slowly make herself naked before him as if he did not exist,
the soft whiteness of her human, female body finally exposed completely
before him. The rounded, curved excitement of her caused him to
pantingly wait with open jaws. He saw in her female beauty all of the
hidden secrets he had come to know and enjoy with others, his trained
eyes centering on the golden pubic ringlets partially hiding the thin
heated little crevice he well-remembered from earlier up between her
legs!

She turned and smiled at him. Something throbbed in the weight of his
loins.

"I'm going to bathe now, darling. You can come in if you want," Karen
heard herself, teasing him, as if she were definitely speaking and
taunting a man lover. She sensed a tiny shudder ripple upward over her
delightful feeling nakedness. God, she was already a bitch if the truth
were known, she thought moving toward the bathroom ...

Satyr sat beside the tub watching and Karen couldn't rid herself of the
lewd, tingling little feeling that she was being voyeuristically
observed by a man other than her husband. By the same token, she
couldn't deny her own excitedly rising sensations of playing the
exhibitionist! All through the ritual he avidly stared, and then, when
she finally stepped out onto the mat, he began to lick her ankles and
calves.

"Damn, what a seducer you are!" Karen softly intoned down at him, the
Scotch generously warming as well as dulling her mind. Sensuality, born
from hours past churned within her. She thought briefly of her Steve,
last night, this morning, and then of Barbara's visit. Six times she'd
cum! And Don's heavy-hung cock! Was that the way she'd put it? No ...
but that's what she'd implied! You know you're getting fucked! She'd
said, Karen wildly remembered, her friend's use of the lewd words racing
through her brain to incite additional sparks of mounting lust inside
her. She thought of her own husband, Steve's, penis ... so long, hard
and thick ...! Was Don's really bigger ...?

Satyr backed away as she reached for things from bottles and spread them
over her pleasingly curved, naked body. He watched her small hands
massage the swollen mounds of her resilient white breasts, saw the tiny,
pink nipples harden to her own touch and he wondered why she scented
herself this way. He gazed levelly as she took more from the bottle and
spread it over her soft naked belly ... and then more, to applicate
between her thighs over the patch of soft curls and downward to her legs
...

"Well, darling ... that's it! I can't kill anymore time," Karen heatedly
breathed at the waiting animal she had been intentionally avoiding. The
damn bath had done nothing for her! She was a raging inferno of
unsatisfied desire inside and the dog knew it ... smelled it! She could
see it in his eyes ... his eyes ... ooohhh! "I-I'm frightened, Satyr ...
like a brand new bride! I'm scared, yet ... oh darling ... you've got to
... got to ...!"

The excited German shepherd knew what she meant and trotted out beside
the bed to stand there. He had to wait ... That was his training. He
watched her parade nakedly from the bath, her rounded, white curves
rippling enticingly to her graceful stride ... and then, she lay down on
the bed ... and still, he anxiously waited for some gesture ...

Karen wasn't certain but what she might lose her mind completely! She
had never known an equal to the feverish sensations raging within the
seething, fluid channel between her legs, upward into the very secret
depths of her ovenlike belly. Her own short, panting breaths seemed
unreal to her. She lay on her back with trembling thighs spread
partially open, her finger-tips tracing upward over the satin-smoothness
of her rib cage to the sensually swollen mounds of her full, tingling
breasts. They found the tiny, hardened pink-nipples and narcissistically
fondled them, while her eyes searched the burning ones of the dog
waiting and whining beside the bed ...!

Satyr felt the throbbing quiver of his enlivened, powerful loins at the
torrid craving his naked mistress' eager eyes transmitted to him. His
heart pounded in his broad chest at the sight of her long golden hair
fanned out on the pillow beneath her beautiful head. Why did she make
him wait? He could not understand this ...!

"Now, lover ... come up here to me!" Karen's voice tremblingly hissed.
"Come up to your Karen and love her ...!"

With an effortless leap, he was onto the bed, momentarily poised in a
picturesque stance as he stared down at her. Karen's breath
uncontrollably caught in her throat at the sight of him ardently
surveying her exposed vulnerable nakedness. It wasn't too late! She
frantically reasoned. She could stop him ... order him off the bed ...
come to her senses! And then, he lowered his head to lick out with his
hot, wet tongue over the white smooth flesh of her nervously quivering
belly!

Oh God ... yes, yes, it was way too late! She never wanted him to stop!
Again, she felt the delight of its curling, fiery length and she raised
her head to watch him licking upward over the round, small basin of her
belly! Higher and higher he came, until at last he was licking the
smooth, sensitive undersides of her desire-swollen breasts, ever
creeping upward over them to their little bursting nipples!

"Ooohhhh," she shamelessly moaned aloud to his fervid tonguing caresses
wetly grazing the pink, erogenous tips again and again, sending
maddening little spasms of lust whipping through her nakedly roused
body!

Her feverish mind was a blank to everything but the captivating
sensations his ardorous, licking tongue, brushing with a moistened heat
over the firm young mounds of her sensuously heaving breasts, was
creating inside her. She heard him whimper from deep in his animal
throat, her impassioned gaze fixed on his seductive love-making. Then,
his great brown eyes raised to meet hers, their candent glow level with
her own. She waited, not speaking, not moving, only intensely breathing
through parted, gasping lips, and he moved upward to lick them ...!

The boiling animal blood fiercely rushed through Satyr's strong body as
once more he tasted the delicate essence of her simmering heat on her
lush lips and small, fiery tongue. With his own, he excitedly brushed
the tiny, pink member receptively darting from her opened mouth ...
licking and loving its wet sweetness while faint mewling sounds purred
from beyond it. He saw then that her eyes had closed as she lay there
beneath his meaningful tongue, emotionally returning caress for caress,
and instinctively he knew it was time ...!

Abruptly, his intense lingual kisses stopped and Karen felt the bed give
from his moving weight ... She opened her eyes to see him positioning
himself between her slightly spread legs, her breathing quickening as
automatically, she spread them further for him! Lifting her head, her
brain wildly spinning, the nakedly trembling young wife watched him
poise his beautiful head above the obscenely offered intimacies between
her full, flushed thighs! Fleeting memories from that very morning raced
intoxicatingly through her lust-incited mind! She heard her own
animalistic little whine when he slowly lowered to her, his hot breath
taunting the sparse blonde-curls there! Then, his cool, wet nose brushed
against the impulsive, flame-filled flesh of her inner thigh ... and
finally, the blood-heated lips of her desire-moistened pussy crevice!
She heard him whimper as he sniffed, and she waited in nearly frantic
passion, her legs opening wider still of their own volition!

Karen couldn't hold back the sudden expressive gasp when she felt his
damp nose move lower between her thighs and brush wetly down against the
tiny puckered ring of her sensitively exposed anus! She hadn't expected
that! "Oh God!" she blurted, the moment his irresistible tongue splurted
between her widely spread buttocks to wormingly lick up and down the
smooth, fleshed split surrounding her snug little anal mouth, the tip
suddenly burrowing into its tightly clasped, babyish lips!

How long that blissful titillation went on down between her thighs,
Karen had no way of measuring; she'd lost track of time! Only that his
rapturous animal tonguing never stopped was all that mattered! She felt
his searing, wet lavings bringing him to the narrow pink crevice her
clingingly pulsating cunt-lips hid. She shivered delectably as he drew
its burning wetness upward over the full length of her pussy, from her
tightly clenched little anus, tracingly along the thin hair-lined edges
of her vaginal lips to the tiny, hotly tremoring bud of her concealed
clitoris. Again he did it, this time his lengthy, fire-filled tongue
spreading through her softly yielding cuntal flesh like a hot knife
through butter! It didn't stop, but blissfully continued splaying wide
the hotly welcoming flesh, at last lunging in an invading curl far up
into the clutching heat of her deliriously craving vaginal mouth! She
moaned, spasming with ecstasy beneath his oral loving, her liquor-hazed
eyes lustfully feeding on the incredibly obscene spectacle they made!

Ooohhh ... she would cum a dozen times, the lewdly spread young
housewife giddily moaned from the intense sensations his long, thick
tongue was erotically sending through her hotly smoldering nakedness.
Her gasping mewls increased, her sensually ignited brain slipping deeper
into a salacious vein she luridly welcomed! Again and again his
scorching tongue eagerly grazed through and over her quiveringly
upraised loins, from the snug, tightly puckered lips of her tight little
anus, upward through the moistly glistening crevice of her openly spread
pussy. At its peak, it hesitated, penetrating the hot, liquid flesh to
flick skillfully at the palpitating bud of her tiny clitoris, fanning
the growing flames inside her like a bellows!

How long it unceasingly went on without letup, Karen in her erotic
intoxication had no idea ... only that it did, the heavenly loving
tongue licking wildly through and over her wet, seething cuntal flesh
until she was frenziedly whimpering and squirming beneath it!

"Oooohhhh, my lover ...!" she gutturally wailed as he lunged the long,
thick lingual organ with a lust-teasing curl once more up into the
clutching, feverish channel of her burning vaginal passage. "Ooohhh ...
God, darling ... it's so beautiful! Don't stop ... please ... ooohhhh!"
she begged in a hiss, frantically drawing her knees all the way back to
touch her erotically tingling breasts to give him greater access to her
widespread cunt. She vaguely heard his whines blending with hers, while
he continued to devotedly lash and penetrate the fluid pink cunt-flesh
between her obscenely raised thighs and buttocks ...!

Satyr was reveling in the exotic odor and taste of her human, female
passion, the keen aromatic spice to his tongue and nostrils
pleasurefully enraging his mighty canine loins. Though he loved his real
mistress and had enjoyed the many unexpected sallies with excited wives
here in this new neighborhood, none had come to mean to him what the
pretty Karen with the long golden hair did! In her pale, sky-colored
eyes he saw love, and her voice sounds, gentle and warm, had captivated
him from the first. Her smooth white face glowed when she looked at him,
and he sensed this now flowing through the soft curves of her entire
unclothed body. There at the core of her mating hole where he lovingly
licked with his perceptive tongue was the hot, liquid proof of it all!
This yielding, pink flesh in its hotly flowing moisture assured him that
she truly loved him too, and as he excitedly tongue-loved the
curl-fringed softness, he felt the strong urge in his ruttish animal
loins for more ...!

Karen, in a gripping wave of disappointment, felt his magnificent hot
tongue abruptly end its laving delight, and she raised to her elbows
with a start, slowly lowering her upthrusted legs. "What's wrong, Satyr
darling? Do it? Don't stop! Karen wants you to do it ...!"

But he didn't! Instead he backed away a step and from her half-upraised
position, the desperately inflamed, naked young wife saw it! His cock!
Breathlessly, she gaped at the sight of its glistening, hardened reality
emerging from its long sheath, wet and thick, the dripping, tapered end
danglingly swaying as it slipped from its protective sleeve in an ever
growing length of thickening, reddish hardness! God! It was as big or
bigger than Steve's! Unrestrainably, Karen moaned, the realization that
she had fired the handsome animal to this very point registering
somewhere in her insanely lusted mind.

After all, he did have feelings, didn't he ... this devoted, handsome
lover? Oh God ... he wanted to fuck her! He did! He did! And ... and ...
"Oh darling, it's evil ... forbidden ... shameful!" she gasped, unable
to take her eyes from the still lengthening, thick rod of his
glistening, hard animal-cock. "Ooohhh ... I love you, too ... but ...
but how ...? Not like animals, lover ...!" Karen impassionately hissed,
delirious sensations racing almost violently through her as she took the
pillow from beneath her head along with her husband, Steve's, and
obscenely lifting her hips and buttocks, stacked them there beneath her
so that her open asscheeks were raised high in the air and she was
resting back on her shoulders and the back of her head.

The young blonde wife's eyes glowed with the fervent lasciviousness of
her act ... her obscene intention of letting her aunt's dog fuck her!
She made no effort toward thinking rationally. Her young, sensual body
was alive with screaming desire! Utter lust saturated her brain! She
raised her legs, drawing them all the way back once again until her
knees touched her excitedly swollen breasts! Her obscenely upraised cunt
was a well of molten fire! From the flatness of the bed, she raised her
head to look up between her firmly throbbing breasts and lewdly spread
legs to see her handsome animal-lover waiting, his huge wet cock
dangling from his hairy like balls something she might expect of a stud
pony!

"Oh God, Satyr, crawl up between my thighs ..." she half-blurted. "Do
it! Come on, baby! Fuck your Karen!" She reached down between her thighs
to stroke her pussy in a lewd, goading gesture. "Now, lover, now! Fuck
me! Come on ... fuck me before I lose my mind ...!"

Satyr had all the intentions in the world of doing that. He had
hesitated only because his real mistress had taught him to wait until
she turned over and got onto her knees ... the same way all the other
neighborhood women who gave him bones, to do it to them did it. His
heart pounded in a heavy animal heat. She was ready and her way would be
more exciting because he would see her beautiful face all of the time!
He could kiss her tits with his tongue and watch the warm lights of
passion flash in her eyes! He moved forward, easily mounting between her
wide-spread legs, his head above hers, feeling the hot, wetness of her
openly spread vagina as his excited rod of hardness brushed against and
into its soft fluid heat to raise tiny whimpers from both of them.

She hugged him first, her soft, moistened lips kissing his face while he
tried to answer with his tongue, but then, she was reaching down beneath
him until he felt her gentle fingers grasping at his huge animal
hardness and parting the soft blonde pubic hair with the end of it,
press it into the warm pulsating entrance of her cunt.

"Ooohhhh, Satyr ... it's so hot and hard!" Karen whispered hotly. "Goddd
... can I take it up in me ...? Ooohhh ... I've got to ... got to! I
need it so bad, darling ...! Now! Now, there it is ... the tips just up
inside! Do it, baby! Ram it into me and fuck your Karen out of her mind
...!"

Instinctively, the very second the dog felt the moistly clutching young
pussy flesh nibbling at the tip of his animal-hardness, he did nothing
less than what nature demanded of him! He fucked forward! Without the
least consideration of mercy, the powerful German shepherd sunk his long
pulsating length of hugely blood-swollen, animal-cock into the up raised
channel of his blonde young mistress's upthrusted cuntal mouth! He
squatted partially on his hind legs to do it well, to bury it deep up
inside her hotly screaming little belly. Immediately, he sensed his
sperm-bloated testicles brushing, and then, slapping hard up into the
smooth, wide split crevice between her warm, soft buttocks as he
established his rapid-fire pace!

"Aaagghhh ...! Uuunnhhhh ...!" Karen gasped out at the unbelievable,
first penetration of his massively hardened cock, but there was hardly
time to linger on the way it had spread her passion-dilated cuntal
passage open even further! Then, ten thrusts at least, maybe more, had
pumped up into her hotly flaming pussy-hole while she was still trying
to acclimate to the first! Like the powerful animal he was, his searing
dog-cock fucked deep up into the far hidden depths of her passion-filled
belly! She gasped and cringed beneath him, her mind a blank of sensual
desire, the very hearth of her young womanhood aflame with a
soul-blinding wave of unequaled lust!

Maddening delights of unholy ecstasy quickly filled her lewdly
submissive nakedness and the frenetic young woman could do no more than
groan and squirm salaciously around beneath the beautiful beast as she
offered the whole of her nakedly spread cunt up to him! She strained to
watch with lewd fascination as the scarlet rod of hotly stiffened
dog-cock slithered in and out of her ragingly stuffed vagina with wet,
breath-whipping charges, fucking its way to the very hilt in her wide
stretched cuntal passage, Satyr's heavy, sperm-bloated balls slapping
heavily down against the tiny puckered anal mouth between her luridly
spread young buttocks!

Her painfully bent head jarred from his every effective,
breast-quivering plunge, her brain reeling in the blinding pool of her
forbidden animalism! She gaped at the glistening length of cone-shaped
hardness pistoning deeply into her open cuntal crevice, kicking her legs
out and wrapping them tightly around the furry muscles of his strong
back to rhythmically lift her fire-filled loins in a wildly salacious
grinding motion to meet his powerful driving strokes with lewd ecstatic
abandon! Base lust saturated her nakedly slaving body as she sensually
pumped her rounded hips upward onto his ever-thickening cock skewering
deeper and deeper with heavenly delight into her raging hot belly!
Furiously, his hairy animal belly and loins battered and thudded
resoundingly downward against her taut, wide-spread asscheeks, his huge,
pleasure-bringing cock a relentless rod of wetly glistening joy sinking
to its full hardened length into the fluid inferno of her wildly
clasping cuntal passage! With shameless, whimpering mewls, the
lust-drunken young wife furiously rotated her hungrily working hips and
buttocks up at him, grinding the omniverously swallowing walls of her
vagina hotly around the hardened length of his thickly piercing animal
cock, a blissful cry of enravished passion escaping her opened lips.

The signal flashed through Karen's erotically maddened young body ...
the unmistakable beacon of sensual fulfillment! It sprayed through her
erotically seething loins like the prickling of a million needles,
gnawing at the inner base of her sensuously quivering belly with the
lewd, lascivious promise of frenzied orgasmic rapture! She moaned
tremulously to the jagged edges of her mounting climax, straining
beneath her heavily panting animal-lover to see his wet, thick cock
furiously vanishing into the blonde fringed cunt-lips between her
wide-spread thighs and upthrusting buttocks! She gaped lustfully with
eyes bulging in unrequited passion at her pink cuntal flesh wetly
clinging to his long, thick cock when he pulled out of her, then
disappearing up inside again with his heavily thrusting hump, his heavy
cum-filled balls smacking down solidly against the smooth tingling
crevice of her obscenely working ass! She saw and felt her swollen,
nipple-bursting breasts dancing rhythmically on her chest in time to his
beautiful animal fucking!

"Ooohhh ... my lover ... fuck me ... fuck me ... you magnificent
darling!" Karen gasped, pulling his big head down so she could smother
his panting face with hot, moist kisses ...!

Satyr's heart overflowed with desire and basic animal-passion for his
naked blonde mistress beneath him, whose soft white legs were wound
tightly up over his back, as were her arms now, around his neck. She
whined in a low, almost crying voice while she feverishly kissed him as
no other woman ever had, at the same time, thrusting her eagerly
clasping cuntal crevice up onto his aching rod of lustfully throbbing
hardness. The wet heat of her vaginal passage was clinging greedily to
his pounding maleness, rapidly urging him toward that point of wild,
primeval release ...!

Abruptly, Karen raised her sensually slackened face to wail out a
guttural, animalish groan from deep in her throat. Her glazed blue eyes
grew large and unseeing. "Ooohhh ... ooohhh ... god, lover ... I can't
stand it! I'm going maddd! Ooohhh ... kiss me, darling ... kiss me with
your beautiful tongue ...!"

Wildly, the lust-blinded young wife opened her mouth as his long, thick
tongue thrust into the heat of the moistened shelter, brushing against
her own tiny one as it went almost to her throat and she sucked it!
Unbridled passion, nothing short of beastial, Karen insanely reasoned as
with shameless abandon, she thought of herself being fucked in the mouth
as well as her steaming, fire-filled cunt! It was enough to trigger the
ultimate moment! She started to wail out, but her voice died in a
strangled mixture of sob and sigh ... then, the first spasm of hotly
bursting orgasm struck her and she shrieked, thrusting her wildly
convulsing young loins up hard onto his consummating dog-cock in a
desperate lunge! Satyr responded with a forward, downward stabbing, his
huge hardened cock beginning to jerk inside her and to spew out its
hotly scalding animal cum deep up into her soft constricting belly with
long, liquid spurts!

Again, Karen erotically screamed out, her smoothly tautened buttocks
beginning to contract convulsively to the lewd animal eruption exploding
into and filling her raging belly and loins almost to the bursting
point! His tongue left her still greedily sucking mouth and she flailed
her head and long blonde hair from side to side in her incredible,
erotic bliss, suddenly feeling the lewd combination of their
human-animal cream warmly trickling out together from her tightly
clasped cuntal-mouth and on down the insides of her open thighs as it
clenchingly milked her lover's slowly deflating cock of the last few
droplets of the precious liquid of his lust. She groaned softly then,
letting her legs fall jerkingly out onto the bed on either side of his
flanks, a long sigh of enchanted relief escaping her as she felt his
softened penis slip from her wetly flooded cunt mouth with a low wet
sucking sound ...


Chapter 4


The following morning, Karen Smith was still too overwhelmed from the
obscene thrill of her forbidden sexual coupling with her aunt's dog to
feel any significant amount of shame or remorse over what she had done.
Oh, admittedly, there had been several light twinges of both in the
hours that followed. She wasn't quite that calloused yet, not to realize
the unnaturalness or unlawfulness of their abnormal love-making, but the
delectable pleasures her darling Satyr had raised and sated within her
young susceptible body overshadowed everything else. She loved him with
a new-born possessiveness that was as contrary to nature as the lurid
act they had committed, and she couldn't help herself even had she
wanted to!

God, it was a wonder that she'd kept her head at all, Karen shiveringly
rationalized as she picked up the after-breakfast dishes from the booth.
She had been that emotionally drained when her handsome animal-lover had
withdrawn his sperm-slickened penis from her vagina and backed off of
her nakedly prostrate body. She turned now to look down at him stretched
out in his favorite corner, his loving dark eyes watching her every
move. The curvaceous, vibrant young housewife softly said: "We have our
beautiful little secret, don't we, Baby? Oooohhh ... you're such a
wonderful lover, darling, and Karen loves you so much ... I don't know
how I ever had wits enough to remember that Steve might well come home
with a desire all his own last night ...?"

And how right she'd been! Cocktails, especially martinis, invariably did
it, inciting a superficial virility in him which made for speed rather
than endurance. This, on top of the fact that he'd written that big
insurance policy for J.L. Woodward had unleashed an amorous tiger in
their bed. Thank God, that he had had enough to drink not to notice her
excess wetness up between her legs. Proud and dominant, Steve'd taken
her, racing his long, thickly hardened penis up into the still
animal-sperm slickened sheath of her vagina, until in less than a minute
she'd known a renewed excitement, and that's when she had felt the first
twinge of shame and remorse over her act with her aunt's dog. But it
hadn't lasted any longer than her over-zealous, young husband.

"Now, Angel! Here it cumms ...! Oh Christ ... here it cuummmsss!" he'd
cried, as if she hadn't known he was beginning to squirt his thick,
scalding sperm with powerful jets she'd felt spewing deeply and hotly up
into her already semen-flooded belly!

The shallow anger she'd known had been diluted to a weakness of mild
aggravation because of the magnificent loving of Satyr, but her husband
didn't know this as she forcibly worked her vaginal muscles, massaging
and milking the fiery semen as desperately as she could from his already
deflating penis. Had she waited for him and not let Satyr do it to her
first, this is what she would've gotten ... further frustration!

God, was it any wonder that she'd awakened more filled with love for the
handsome German shepherd than a meaningless shame or remorse for what
she'd let the love-trained animal do to her? And he was! There wasn't
the slightest doubt in Karen's mind but what Aunt Janie had either
educated, or had him schooled in his forbidden arts!

She glanced down at him again from where she stood rinsing the dishes
for the dishwasher, reading the almost devilish sparks in his dark,
animal-eyes, wishing to God she could discern the thoughts or instincts
filling his keen brain at that moment! One thing for certain she'd
settled upon: he wasn't going to roam the neighborhood anymore! No
damned wonder the local wives were blushingly coming up to pet him in
the supermarket! The bitches! They'd been taking advantage of his
love-oriented temperament! How many of them had he mounted ... fucked? A
feeling of bitter jealousy scraped through her, leaving smarting and
burning mental scratches. Oh yes, Satyr darling, there's a new regime
for you as long as you're with Karen ... and you're going to be with her
forever, once I convince Aunt Janie! The blonde, mini-skirted housewife
excitedly planned, feasting her glowing eyes on the languishing,
sprawled dog where he lay watching her from his chosen, cool corner of
the kitchen ...

*     *     *

Steve Smith wasn't pleased with himself, nor exactly feeling up to snuff
as he sat behind his desk in the office hung over, but looking busy. If
it hadn't been for the policy the slender, chestnut-haired young man
with the hazel-eyes had written the night before, he might go douse his
head in a toilet and flush it a few times!

What the hell ... who was he kidding? Himself? Hardly! Karen was as cold
as a dead mackerel's belly, had been from the first night of their
honeymoon, and probably always would be! Why? He'd fired her guns
before! There'd been times when he'd wanted to stay in bed with her
forever! And then, there were those like last night, and a few nights
before that, and on and on backward to the beginning! She loved him, he
reasoned, or at least, he thought she did! Goddamn, he loved her! Yes,
more than anything in the whole frigging world ... but sex ... a man
couldn't deny the necessity of fulfilling sex ... could he? No! Damnit,
no! He, Steve Smith couldn't, anyway ...!

"There's a call for you, Mr. Smith," the young short-skirted Shelly from
the front desk came back and told him with a smile, her encased full
tits thrusting the cotton of her blouse out at him like a pair of
tent-poles. "I tried to ring your desk. Must be something wrong. I'll
have it checked ... You want to try and see if outgoing is working ...?"

Steve took it, his hazel-eyes still fastened on her forward onthrust.
"Mr. Smith, may I help you?"

"Hi, Steve, Don Keller. How's it go?" the friendly deep voice filled his
ear and Steve nodded at Shelly that they had contact.

"First rate. With you?"

"Oh great ... great, man. Look, wanted to confirm our luncheon. The
Shadows Inn at One? That okay with you?"

"Yeah, I guess it is," Steve hesitated, trying to think, then deciding
why the hell not? "The Inn, at One."

"I've called in reservations ... you know how it is there at Zeneth?"

"Pretty wild. I had two reservations canceled out last week after
arriving with damn good clients, too. I don't have to tell you that I
didn't sell them."

Don Keller's deep voice warmly laughed. "Well, you can count that this
reservation won't be canceled, Steve boy. They know better. Trouble with
you is, you're in the wrong field, buddy! I could use a man like you in
my office! No crap! With your selling ability, you'd make a hell of a
real estate salesman! ... Well, we can talk about that over lunch ...
among other things, eh?"

Steve couldn't deny that his neighboring friend's words fired his ego.
He smiled to himself above the telephone's mouthpiece. Christ, there
were certainly plenty of times he got fed up with this racket. But ...
"Yeah ... we'll talk about it ... amongst other things," he laughingly
replied.

"Good deal. One o'clock, then, right?"

"I'll be there, Don. See you then ..."

"Right on, man ..."

Steve recradled the phone and sat back. His thoughts returned to Karen,
punctuated by a few of the flirty Shelly, then some rousing ones that
concerned Barbara Keller.

Shelly Daniels was a top-heavy little red-head with boyish hips and a
cute face, somewhere in her late teens. She'd been advertising "here
'tis" to him ever since her first day in the office. Except for her
dynamic tits, she did nothing for Steve, and even if she had, he would
still pass it up. Christ, his Karen had it all, the face, the hair, and
the most curvaceous body he'd ever set eyes on! Damn, he had only to see
her naked and his crazy cock went wild! If only she could get with him,
tie into it the way she had the very first time in the back seat of his
car. Man, he'd never seen a girl cum like that ... actually fainted dead
away and nearly scaring the crap right out of him ...! He could almost
count the number of times she'd climaxed since ... though she always
started out with plenty of zip, but that was as far as it went, great
beginnings and nothing endings ...

He'd bet Barbara Keller really knew the way to a man's 'hard'! Now there
was a girl, if he were going to play any naughty games, whom, he'd
welcome for a partner. What a sexy doll ... and the goddamned revealing
outfits she wore!

The other night at their dinner party, he remembered how she'd sat
during cocktails right across from him straddling the arm of the
davenport beside Don, her next-to-nothing mini-dress hiked way up to
expose just about all of her full, rounded thighs! But the payoff had
been that she'd been wearing only panty-hose beneath, no bikinis over
them as Karen did, and the manner in which she'd sat there with her
thighs spread around the arm of the davenport, he'd been able to see the
entire outline of her pussy through the sheer nylon! Hell, she had to
know he was looking and what he could see ... her very crevice between
those puffy little cunt-lips and the shadowing ringlets of black pubic
curls!

Damn, he hadn't dared to stand up for an hour, his cock had gotten so
frigging hard! Oh, she'd known, all right, because she'd caught him
gaping several times, but still she'd never moved or changed her
exposing position ... nothing, only smiled, her dark eyes dancing and
sparkling each time she'd caught him feasting!

Why had she done it? Hell, he knew the extent of his physical
attraction, which never ceased to make him wonder in awe why Karen had
ever fallen for him. Barbara's had been the old come-on if he'd ever
seen it employed! Damn, it could only mean one thing when a girl ...
wife, or whatever, displayed her wares the way she had. Barbara Keller
was letting him know that he could have some if he wanted it ...! And
more and more, he was beginning to wonder if he didn't!

What the hell, he was thinking like a cunt-struck hair-brain! Lay the
possibility of losing Karen on the line for a sexy piece of ass? No, he
was not apt to, nor of making an enemy of Don Keller, either ... but
he'd bet his left testicle that she would be one wild and sexy fuck, all
right! She had all the qualifications, like Karen, with one more needed
ingredient ... hot desire, and that was as obvious as the goddamned
hardness of his cock from just thinking about her! Well, he better start
getting rid of that before he attempted to walk past Shelly and the
other girls, or he might just have to have his lunch sent in ...!

*     *     *

Around mid-morning, Karen changed into casual slacks and blouse, leashed
Satyr and drove their second car, a six-year old station wagon, to the
shopping center. The striking animal sat upright on the seat beside her,
flashing his affectionate eyes in her direction each time she spoke to
him in her special way. Though she had ample reason to concentrate on
prospective shopping, the long-haired, shapely girl could not rid her
still-excited mind of the sensual delights her handsome passenger had
brought her the night before. Throughout the morning, it had been the
same, her infused thoughts constantly returning to their obscenely
bizarre love-making, mental pictures of it all vividly flashing again
and again in her head.

Actually, Karen realized as she carefully drove, it had been either a
matter of forcing herself out of the house, or taking her darling to bed
again! She had worked herself up to that sensual degree by the simple
exercising of her memory bank alone! Not that she didn't intend to again
very, very soon, probably that afternoon in fact, for she had to
experience it all over ... except that this time it would not be hazed
by liquor! She wanted to be certain it was as magnificent as she now
visualized ... but there were still other things to be done, too.

Besides, grocery shopping, she intended to buy a lengthy measure of good
rope at the hardware to keep her philandering animal-lover at home. Just
the thought of her neighboring wives taking advantage of his unique
training jealously enraged her. And until that very moment, it hadn't
occurred to the young new wife what those very depraved women must
imagine took place between her and the amorous Satyr ...!

It struck Karen with more than a minor jolt what nature of opinions they
had to arrive at! None of them were aware, excepting Barbara, that Satyr
was only a temporary ward, that he actually belonged to her Aunt Janie!
Good God! It was no wonder they seldom spoke to her and only to him as
they petted his grand head! They were probably as jealous and
hate-filled of her as she had suddenly found herself of them!

The blonde, blue-eyed beauty sensed an emptiness, a vacuum that only
guilt could cause, abruptly come into being at the base of her soft
belly. For a long moment, her intelligent young brain swam. Fear, too,
clutched at her. Supposing Steve should somehow find out through one of
those wives ... especially if she tied Satyr up and they couldn't ...
couldn't use him anymore? God ...! But she had to keep him home away
from them! He belonged to her ... and she wasn't about to share him ...!

"Oh, Satyr, you ... you naughty Don Juan!" Karen sharply snapped over at
him, bringing his rounded, surprised brown-eyes to focus on her. She
knew he sensed the anger in her tone. "Why have you had to be so damned
promiscuous ... and you were, I know you were! God ... I could just cry
...!"

She didn't, of course; she was too irate over it all. Instead, she
finally parked and set out for the supermarket, already determined to
brazen it with her degenerate neighbors one by one as they met ... and
she hadn't long to wait ...

The first was an overweight, buxom woman in her late thirties who
spotted Satyr and approached to pet him in the customary blushing
fashion Karen had not understood before. The woman's sneering little
eyes raked over the prepared young housewife as if she were vermin, at
the same time a pussy smile spreading her apple-face.

"Oh, you know Satyr, do you?" Karen sing-songed. "How nice. He has so
many more friends than I do ... seems to have met every wife in the
neighborhood in a little over a week."

"Y-Yes ... he comes to my backdoor once in awhile," the hefty girl
replied, again sweeping her small, vicious eyes over the neighbor she
had not met. "I feed him and he comes back. He's such a beautiful
animal."

Karen smiled, but with anything except warmth. "Yes, he is that ... and
talented, too. He's a show-dog, you know, Mrs ...?"

"Thornton," she informed.

"So nice to meet you ... at last, Mrs. Thornton. I'm Mrs. Smith, and
I've wanted to get around and talk to you ladies in the neighborhood
regarding Satyr. He is only boarding with me for a few weeks, you know,
and the owner when he left him with us let us know that Satyr had ...
well, some unusual traits, shall we say. It seems that he was once a
carnival dog and used in some rather rare, forbidden feats ... but these
he seldom resorts to unless goaded."

"Really ...?" the other managed, her tiny eyes expanding into a feigned
shock.

"Yes, I'm afraid so, Mrs. Thornton," Karen casually went on. "But he has
such a loving temperament that I've hesitated to tie him home ... up
until this morning when I heard he ... he ... well, let's say he'd been
a bit indiscreet with one of our teasing neighbors."

"Really, Mrs. Smith?" the plump girl questioned, her eager tongue
snaking out to lap at puffy, red-toned lips. "What did he do? Who was
it?"

"Well ... resorted to his carnival-show training, I'm afraid ... and
that's why I've finally decided to tie him after all."

"Ooohhh ... that's a shame," the other moaned. "He's such a beautiful
dog. I-I loved to have him call on me ..."

"Yes ... I'm sure you did, Mrs. Thornton. You have that certain way with
animals which too many people lack," Karen insinuated. "I can see by the
way Satyr's rubbing against you. But then ... he is such a loving
darling, isn't he, Mrs. Thornton ...?"

"Y-Yes ... yes, he is ..."

The gloating Karen had walked away from the stammering heavyweight
feeling like the proverbial cat which had just digested the canary ...
except that the fat bitch had been anything but a bird! And then, there
were two more who excitedly dashed up to pet her lover and work at
degrading his mistress with their accusing eyes. They too, had shied off
open-mouthed, the flush in their warped faces more from shame then
excitement at seeing her darling, once she had finished with them.
Goddamn them ... she'd fix them all ...!

*     *     *

Satyr felt a hurt within his big, muscular body. He had never been tied
up before. A leash held in the hand of his loving mistress was one
thing, but to be secured by a long length of rope tied to a tree was
quite another! He couldn't ignore the feeling of sorrow which filled
him, or that of sudden loneliness. Why had she done this? At first, he'd
been allowed to wander as he felt the urge ... had made many friends who
fed him and took him inside to mate with them ...

He walked around the yard, testing the strength of his new imprisonment.
It was strong, too strong to break. He whimpered to himself, Why? Why?
his keen intellect questioned. He loved her! This was a hateful thing
she had done to him. He could no longer go to the field and run! She had
taken his freedom away, that first wonder he had quickly learned to love
so much! The rope pulled at the collar around his throat ... pulled more
angrily when he strained against it! He hated it! Wrath began to seethe
inside him. With bowed head he walked in small circles. This couldn't go
on! He despised it! To run and play and enjoy the trained things, that
was what he loved! His Karen had done a terrible thing to him!

The powerful German shepherd's inner fury grew ...!


Chapter 5


Earlier that morning, Don had called to let Barbara know his luncheon
date with Steve Smith was still on and that he intended to pour it to
their neighbor, along with the martinis, just the way they had rehashed
it the night before. Not that the voluptuous, onyx-eyed brunette ever
felt the need for an aphrodisiac, but the way Don had painted mental
images of what it would be like for her with Steve had certainly reacted
on her as one. God, she'd gone wild, and so had he, neither of them able
to get enough. He'd tongued her raging pussy right there on the living
room davenport for a good half-hour, until she'd lost track of her
climaxes, before fucking her the first time on the floor. Then, it had
been into the bedroom for another fierce bout with him taking her from
behind, his big, long, thick cock pumping into her fire-filled vagina
like a beautiful battering ram ... and still neither of them had been
ready to quit.

Barbara's yet roused brain sensually reflected the lustful scenes from
their wild sex-party as she went about straightening up the house. Her
dark-eyes glowed with the pornographic stimulant of her husband's lewdly
phrased word-pictures of what she should look forward to and what she
should plan to surprise the young Mr. Smith with ...

"Now, if he's anything like me, baby, he loves to have his cock sucked,"
Don had goadingly suggested as they lay there naked and breathing heavy
from the animal-fashion fucking he'd just given her. His arm was around
her, his strong hand fondling her full breast and worrying its tiny,
hardened nipple, while she lovingly played with his still partially
swollen, amazing big cock. "What do you think?"

"Don, I hope so, darling!" she honestly exclaimed. It was one of her
favorite erotic acts. Nothing could turn her on like the hot, hardened
feel of a thick, virile cock in her mouth. And invariably when it
squirted its scalding-sweet jism down her throat she would cum like an
earthquake by the mere squeezing of her full thighs together to massage
her clitoris between the educated lips of her never unsensuous cunt.
"Though I've yet to find a man who doesn't. And would that be some sort
of hint you're passing on to me, Mr. Keller?"

He'd chuckled, giving her swollen breast an almost painful, loving
squeeze, sending revived little chills of desire up her naked back.
"Well now, seeing you put it that way ... why don't you just demonstrate
how you'll suck old Steve ... I mean, kind of practice on me."

Again, she'd trembled with anticipating excitement, never hesitating as
she leaned over him to trail her soft, moistened lips down across the
taut muscles of his hairy stomach. Then, lifting her head, she'd said:
"And you can imagine that I'm Karen sucking your big cock for you ...
but I want you to keep telling me what Steven and I will do! Go on,
lover, please ...?" Her fingernails scratched lightly over his
re-stiffened hardness which was still wet and shiny from their fucking.
She crawled between his spread legs to hover on all fours with her face
just above its towering length, knowing that he could feel her hot
breath washing over it.

"Ah ... he'll lick your hot cunt ... bury his tongue right up that tight
pussy hole ... unh!" he had tried, choking out a grunt as haunched
there, she began to stroke his thick rod of hardness first with one hand
and then between both of them with a slow, pressuring motion. He'd
groaned again, thrusting his lean loins upward as the warm wetness of
her tongue-moistened lips closed over the throbbing, sensitive head of
his now rock-hardened penis.

"Mmmmmm," Barbara had hummed, both as a signal for him to continue
telling her, and an added little thrill of vibration that she well knew
set him right up. "Mmmmmmmmmm ...!"

"Oh fuck ... ooohhh ... he'll lick your little asshole and ... and try
to worm ... ooohh worm his hot tongue into it ...!" he groaned once
more, reaching down and tangling his fingers in her short hair to guide
the rhythm of her now bobbing head. She knew he would be lifting his own
from the pillow to watch her contorted face lustfully stuffed full. It
made the sensation that much more exciting when he could see the
thickness of his sinewy cock buried between her eagerly sucking lips,
just as it always did for her when she watched his laving tongue working
in the open wet crevice of her pink cunt.

And then, she no longer cared whether he went on with his lurid visions
or not, her rapt attention centered on the pulsating hardness fucking
into her mouth. Sometimes, she imagined it to be Steve's, but it wasn't
necessary to increase the sensation building in her soft belly and
feverish loins. She sucked up off of it then and began to play over the
purple, spongy glans with her tongue, the tip boring teasingly into the
wetness of its tiny slit the way all men liked. He tremored beneath her
as once more she worked the heavy outer layer of skin up and down,
finally drawing it all the way back to slide her warm lips down over the
hardened fleshy rod, enclosing the swollen rubbery head in a hot, moist
pressure. She tightened them elastically around its solid thickness and
again began moving her head in the lewd motion that sucking a cock
thrillingly demanded.

"Oh shit ... suck it, honey!" Don gasped, as she cupped the flaccid
flesh of his cum-bloating balls gently with one hand and stroked the
base of his heavy-veined penis with thumb and forefinger of the other.
At the same time, she twirled her saliva-coated tongue spiritedly around
the smooth, fiery head with every upward suck, letting the tip flick
incitingly across its tiny split. She felt his buttocks flex and
imagined his head still raised to watch the lust-infusing sight her
obscenely bobbing labors below made for him.

She sensed his throbbing reaction and began to suck his big cock harder,
the tips of her teeth gently scraping the resisting hard flesh, leaving
small white trails beneath the surface of the skin. In uncontrollable
masochistic hunger, she began taking more and more of it into her mouth
toward her throat, sliding her hands beneath his tensing buttocks to
pull his loins up tighter toward her face. Furiously, she swirled her
tongue around and around the swelling head of his huge cock, until she
knew it was near the bursting point, almost all of its thick length
plunging deep into her throat!

It was then that she had tightened her thighs together, Barbara heatedly
remembered, massaging their soft fullness against one another
rhythmically to squeeze her flushed cunt lips between, and in turn, the
tiny bud of her quiveringly erect clitoris. Almost immediately, great
swirls of heat began to pressure in her seething loins and belly. She
felt her swollen breasts dancing and swaying delightfully to her slaving
motions. Beneath her, the muscles of Don's lean belly tautened like
steel bands as he arched his hips up off the bed to push even further
into the hot cavern of her wetly sucking mouth and throat. He began to
groan incessantly, the signal for her that he was only seconds away. She
set herself, fervidly straining her thighs and cuntal muscles to join
him in the ultimate moment of his climax, knowing that the first taste
of his hot, sweet cum was all she needed to detonate the ecstasy!

Suddenly, he rasped: "Oh, sweet pussy! Fuck ... fuck! Suck it cock-girl!
Shove it down your throat ...! Here ... it's cuuummmiinngggg!"

Now, Barbara shuddered with a chill of passion as she remembered the way
his throbbing cock had shot its thick, boiling load of sperm into her
sucking mouth, the very first nectarous taste bursting the bubble inside
her Wildly, she'd sucked as he emptied his jism-filled balls, his hands
tangled cruelly in her hair while she swallowed the white, hot gushes
bloating her cheeks down into her raging belly ...!

Ooohh, what a night that had been, and as thrilling a lover as Steve
Smith might turn out to be, the roused, raven-haired wife knew that he
could never out-perform her lusty husband.

God, she'd worked herself right up into a sizzling tizzy just
remembering and anticipating. This would never do ... not even mid-day
and a case of the hots. She laughed to herself ... as if there was
something new about that. All the same, she had no intentions of playing
lewd little finger-games with her pussy today. Besides, sometimes the
pleasures of hot-pants were more tauntingly exciting than the satisfying
of them. No, she'd just slip into a bikini and go out beside the pool
for some sun. In fact, she'd remove her halter out there and get a good
dose ... their backyard was that secluded ...

*     *     *

It didn't make Karen feel any better to know that Satyr was unhappy with
his new curtailing rope, and she could readily see he was by the way he
was walking around in circles with flattened ears, presenting a picture
so unlike him. She'd watched off and on from the kitchen window,
especially when at one point he'd barked loudly, then began to howl.
Though she could understand how he must feel after being able to run
fancy free, there was nothing else to be done. The thought of him being
used sexually by her lustful female neighbors had filled her with a
jealous nausea. She could almost scratch their eyes out!

"Anyway, darling," she whispered softly to herself as she watched him
uneasily stalk around the yard, "Karen's going to make you happy in a
little while ... right after lunch, I think. She'll bring you inside and
you can go into the bedroom and bath with her ... watch her undress,
then bathe ... like last night. Yes ... it's going to be just like last
night for us, lover ...!"

But there was no way that Satyr could know his new mistress' intentions,
or that she'd been watching him and had now turned away from the window
to prepare both of them some lunch. Instead, he knew only the hurting
bitterness growing within his powerful body at his shocking
imprisonment. No human had ever treated him this way before, and it was
not only impossible for him to understand, but the more impossible
because she, his golden-haired Karen, had done it!

Mild fury toward her rankled inside him, so much so that he ignored her
and the plate of food she brought to set beside the tree for him. She
came to where he had lain down and bent over him, petting his head.

"Come on, lover ... aren't you hungry? Are you that put-out with Karen?"

Her sounds were soft and warm as always, but they didn't satisfy him as
they had in the past. The rope stood between them, and the young,
possessive housewife in her unnatural love, felt his displeased
indignation. It would take a little time, she reasoned as she gazed
lovingly down at him. Soon, he'd be used to it, as he would've been by
now had she done this in the beginning.

"I'm sorry, darling, but Karen had to tie you. She couldn't have you
making love to every woman in the neighborhood! You're her ... my lover,
you handsome angel ... and very shortly you're coming inside to prove
it. Just a little while longer, after I finish some things I have to do.
Then, darling, you and I are ... well ... we are ...!"

Satyr listened to the silky sounds he'd become attached to and which now
confused him. Was she going to untie him, let him free again? He got to
his feet and watched her, waiting, hoping ... But she walked away toward
the house, crooning something back at him, yet leaving him tied there
even as he whimpered after her.

"You eat, darling, then Karen will bring you inside. Please eat now like
a good baby ..."

And then, she was gone again, with nothing left but the hateful rope
between him and freedom! He turned on it with a vengeance, a deep growl
angrily sounding in his throat, his powerful white teeth sinking into
the woven strands of hemp to sever it bit by bit. Constantly, the brief
while it took the infuriated animal to destroy his confining bond,
throaty snarls poured from him ... until at last it was done and with a
single bounce he ran and leaped easily over the back gate to gallop
along the alley.

Satyr chose a different direction for no particular reason, unmindful of
the length of chewed rope which dangled from his collar and trailed
along behind him. He followed the alley to the street, crossed it and
entered into the mouth of a second. Free once more, the big German
shepherd's wrath quickly left him and he trotted happily along with no
particular destination in mind. It was the soft faint sound of music,
beyond a wall that intrigued him and as effortlessly as he'd leaped over
the gate of his own yard, he repeated the feat to investigate.

Satyr saw the dark-haired girl lying beside the water, close to the
small radio, her nearly naked body showing whitely against the
sun-colored towel stretched out beneath her. She lay on her belly, her
cheek resting on a small pillow, her arms comfortable enfolded near her
head. She was the girl who answered to the sound of Barbara, the big
animal immediately recognized as he moved toward her. He whimpered and
she raised her head.

"Well ... I seem to have company," Barbara responded, looking and
finally smiling at the handsome German shepherd. "And just how did you
get in here, Satyr ... if you didn't jump over the gate? I know it's
locked because I just checked it ..."

Again, Satyr whimpered, watching as she turned over to sit upright, her
naked breasts, full and thrusting forward with their colorful crests
pointing teasingly at him. She reached out, petting his head and
continuing to smile.

The beautiful animal had found a soft place in Barbara's heart from the
first day of his arrival, though she'd had little to do with him. It was
the first time he'd wandered over to visit her, but she knew that Karen
let him romp around the neighborhood, that, somewhat surprising her.
There was always the chance that he might run off or be stolen, and
after all, her blonde young neighbor was supposed to be looking after
him for her aunt ...

"Hello ... what's this?" the onyx-eyed brunette questioned, noticing for
the first time the length of rope dangling from his collar. "Hmmmm ...
looks as if someone did have you tied, darling, Karen, maybe ... or has
someone else been trying to keep you for their own ...? Come closer and
let Barbara untie it, then we'll go inside and call Karen ..."

Satyr let her gently draw his head closer so that she could remove the
terrible rope he had chewed ... closer until the colorful hardened tips
of her soft, white breasts were almost brushing against his nose, the
sweet smelling essence of them filling his keen nostrils. Reflexively,
he licked out with his smooth wet tongue!

The unexpected contact caused Barbara to jerk back with a start, her
widening eyes bursting into a sparkle as she looked at him. "Why ... why
you old lecher ...! Just what made you do that?" she half-whispered as
she stared wonderingly at his almost grinning, handsome animal-face, the
expression in his rounded, big brown eyes one which she was familiar
with in the human male animal, but certainly never in a dog. They were
twinkling ... seductively twinkling! as if he were well aware of what
he'd done and would like very much to do it again!

The temptation was too great for the voluptuous young neighbor woman to
by-pass. She felt a tiny ripple of excitement in her belly as again she
leaned forward to unknot the piece of rope, consciously thrusting her
naked, full mounds slightly toward him. And again, he did it, his long
length of hot, wet tongue grazing meaningfully over the sensitive,
hardened nipple of her left breast! Nor did it stop after one or two
laving swipes against the warm sensual flesh! Instead, Barbara gaped
excitedly down to watch his long, thick tongue curl in a heated wetness
over their smooth, fleshy resilience, moving from one to the other to
affectionately lick their undersides as well as upward through the deep
cleft between them! Again and again, her breathing beginning to hitch in
her throat, Barbara watched the pink length of his long fluid tongue
graze hotly over the erect, berry-like nipples of her nakedly swelling
tits, the feverish sensations she had known earlier quickly rousing from
their dormant state.

"Oooohhh ... you loving devil you ...!" the ardently astonished brunette
whispered in a tremulous, throaty voice. She had finally fumbled the
length of rope from his collar, and suddenly she braced her hands behind
her and leaned back in that half-erect position, the very nature of it
thrusting her up-tilted, full breasts even more invitingly forward in
their white nakedness. She held her breath and waited, the now simmering
little sensations racing through her tingling belly causing the moisture
seeping from her now warmly flushing pussy-lips to dampen the wispy
bikini crotch band between her thighs!

For a moment, he seemed to hesitate, disappointing Barbara, but only for
a moment ... then, he whimpered and moved forward to wedge her long legs
willingly apart with his own legs, dropping his head and once more his
hot tongue darted out to provocatively wash over her exposed, rising and
falling breasts!

Wild emotions began to fill the raven-haired girl as she stared into his
deep-brown, dancing eyes raised upward to focus on her face while his
long, fervent tongue continued to lovingly lick her naked tits! He knew
exactly what he was doing ... and what it was doing to her! She could
see it ... read it there in his devilishly gleaming eyes! My God, she
was beginning to see the inside ... but ... but, a dog ...? Suddenly,
his incessant, searing tongue began to work downward over the softly
giving flesh of her belly, dipping into her navel and downward ... until
finally he was sniffing between her legs, as if he could smell the
slowly awakening heat of her moistened pussy!

He whimpered while Barbara stared with incredulity, the lustful
sensations his hotly probing nose was firing in her loins were nothing
short of rank obscenity! And it was the latter as much as anything, the
voluptuously sensual girl concluded, which could irresistibly drive her
to submit to him ...! And then, a mind-shattering realization dawned
...!

Her next door neighbor, Karen Smith's, lover! No wonder she hadn't seen
a man leave yesterday morning! There wasn't any man ...! "I-It was you,
wasn't it, darling!" Barbara hissed at the whining animal still sniffing
at her aroused bikini-concealed vaginal split. "Of course! You came out
of that washroom first, then Karen with that silly bone, her face
blushing like a little girl who'd just been caught fingering herself!"
The excited young neighbor woman sat upright, taking Satyr's head
between her hands to raise and stare into his eyes. "What was she
letting you do to her in that room, you handsome lover? Lick her pussy,
maybe? Was that it, baby ... do you like to lick women's pussies? Well
... Barbara just happens to have a real hot one that needs tonguing
something fierce ... and if that's your secret trick, you and I are
going to get on famously!"

With that, the curvaceous brunette was on her feet, wanton sensations
charging incitingly through her. "Come on, Satyr darling ... let's go
into the house and find out if Barbara's hit the nail on the head ... or
something ...!"

Satyr happily trotted along behind the beautiful young woman who had
draped the towel around her shoulders, concealing her naked breasts, the
piquant fragrance of her mating heat firing his trained instincts. He
had not been in her house, nor ever smelled the rising aroma of female
excitement from the hotly burning vaginal crevice between her legs
before. It had been more potent than most, impulsively attracting him
with its pleasureful promise, and he was eager to sample it again ...
but as always, he must wait until she bade him.

She led him into a room where there was the biggest bed he had ever
seen. It was round with many pillows and she walked toward it. She
turned then to look down at him, her dark eyes sparkly, a faint smile
widening her pleasing face as she dropped the towel to expose her white,
firmly rounded breasts once more.

"Now, we'll see what we shall see, darling!" she sounded softly. "Just
what has young Mrs. Karen Smith been letting you do to her while her
husband's at work, you handsome devil?"

Watching her, Satyr keenly detected the tiny shiver ripple upwards along
her white flesh, causing the colorful pointed mounds of her breasts to
quiver like soft jelly, then sway even more as she began to roll the
thin bikini panties down over her smoothly rounded hips. He watched
through unflinching eyes the darkened area of soft pubic curls and the
puffy fleshed lips of her glistening little cunt mouth as it was
revealed before him. She wiggled lightly and the thin, flimsy material
slipped down her long, trim legs to the floor where she stepped out of
it, then stood there with hands on hips, thighs pressed forward and
slightly spread as she gazed excitedly down at him.

"What now, lamb?" Barbara throatily questioned, intensive charges of
lurid sensuality hotly aglow inside her at the obscene act she lustfully
hoped was going to take place. God, his animal-eyes, she felt certain,
were reflecting as much anticipating desire as she knew hers must be!
Was it possible? Once more, a series of feverish little chills swept
over her as she stood there waiting ... but he didn't move ... merely
stared hungrily at her, his beautiful ears standing erect, his tail
slightly wagging! "Just how do we ... we get this little party under
way, precious ... that is, if Barbara hasn't misjudged ..."

Satyr's avid eyes never left her curved, white nakedness standing before
him, his yearning growing rapidly, but his training holding him back. He
had no way of knowing why they sometimes made him wait; his real
mistress had never done that. And then, she was crawling onto the big,
round bed to lie back, her eyes still fastened on him. Why didn't she
call him ...?

It occurred to Barbara that maybe the beautiful big animal was more
aggressive to the reclining position, associating the way she had lain
beside the pool when he'd approached her. But still, he didn't move ...
simply stood there staring at her through feverish, seductive eyes that
were driving her wild with anticipation! Damn!

"Well come on, damnit! Come up here you handsome brute and do whatever
it is you do ... if you do anything at all!" the naked, raven-haired
young neighbor woman feverishly commanded, patting the huge bed with her
small hand.

And he did, with the most graceful, effortless leap Barbara could
imagine, the expression in his loving eyes and on his handsome
animal-face almost passionately human as he moved up over her from the
side, then leaned down to again graze his long, thick tongue over her
desire-swollen breast with a hot licking wetness ...!

*     *     *

While finishing up the few minor household chores she'd set herself to
complete, Karen intentionally allowed her mind to play a small, dreamy
game of slowly building desire. She wanted to be as sensually excited as
she had been last night, but without the benefit of liquor, and her
fervid memories of the grand fucking her darling Satyr had given her was
all she needed. She thought in lewd, four-letter terms, the
lust-inciting words that Barbara could and did use so casually. Fuck and
cunt and cock and jism constantly flashed in her mind as she mentally
pictured the beautifully forbidden love-party they had shared. And it
was going to be as heavenly when she brought him in very shortly, the
moment she finished rinsing out the pairs of nylon panty-hose filling
the sink.

Flashes of her husband, Steve's gentle face, interrupted her thoughts,
but she wouldn't let him remain. What she and Satyr shared had nothing
to do with her flustrating husband ... nothing! She loved him and always
would, but if he knew the truth he should be thankful that the
magnificent German shepherd had come into her life! What might've
happened with other strange men if he hadn't, Karen didn't want to even
imagine ...!

Finished with her last personal task, the roused curvaceous housewife
scooped up the sheer garments with intentions of hanging them on the
umbrella clothes-lines in the backyard, at the same time freeing Satyr
and bringing him back inside. She smiled to herself, stirring
enchantment whirl-pooling at the base of her belly and downward into her
tingling loins at the thoughts of what it was going to be like. God,
could she ever thank Aunt Janie enough for bringing her such erotic
thrills? And just how was she going to make her Aunt Janie know that she
had to have him ...? Well, there was still time to work that out and she
would, because she truly intended to keep him ...

Karen stopped short outside the backdoor, her eyes widening, a strange
sensation of astonished emptiness completely engulfing her! She scanned
the yard in a glance, knowing that he was gone from the sickening sight
of the rope's empty end lying unmoving on the lawn! She dropped the
plastic pan of wash, and ran to pick up the rope's chewed end. Tears
uncontrollably bubbled upward into her eyes, brimming there. For a
moment, the shocked new wife couldn't think ... and then, she began to!

He had run away! She never should've tied him! He was at one of her
neighbor bitches, fucking her like an animal! Or maybe, he'd gone to the
field! Had someone stolen him? No ... the rope was chewed ... angrily
chewed! Oh God, she'd made a terrible mistake in tying him up! But ...
but it wasn't going to do any good just standing there bawling! She had
to do something ... but what? Call the police? Stupid, without even
canvassing the neighborhood first to see if she could find him! Yes!
That's what was to do! Scour the whole neighborhood ... and if she found
him with one of the bitches taking advantage of him, she'd call the
police! She'd have her arrested! She would! She would ...!


Chapter 6


Barbara Keller needed no priming to fan her voluptuous curves into a
glowing furnace of lust. She realized this as she lay thrillingly naked
beneath the wet, searing caresses of Satyr's loving tongue, once again
hotly stroking the swollen mounds of her nipple-hardened breasts. She
watched with fevered eyes his every incredible, passion-wetting lick,
wildly beginning to wonder how this lewd sexual act had ever escaped
her! God, and she'd thought there was nothing under the sun in the realm
of sex that she'd left untried!

"Ooohhh ... you precious doll!" the excited, sensually oriented wife
mewled, gently stroking his big, fur-covered head while he continued to
graze his fiery, thick tongue damply over her exposed tits. And then, he
was working downward once more as he had beside the pool, causing her
breaths to shorten in nearly frantic anticipation. "Th-That's right,
darling!" she gasped, luridly spreading her full thighs which were
already beginning to quiver. "All the way down to Barbara's pussy! Get
between my legs, Satyr lamb ... yes ... like that ... like that ...!"

But with all of her past experiences, Barbara still had nothing to
measure by, none that she could draw upon to know what would happen
next! She knew only that she wanted to make it as enticingly magnetic as
possible for him, and she raised her legs to obscenely draw her rounded
thighs back until her knees were flattening out the yielding resilience
of her swollen, full breasts, her knees almost touching her shoulders.
Then, with head raised slightly from the pillow she stared down between
them to breathlessly watch!

He whimpered and a potent, frenetic little sensation charged over her
sensitized flesh as she watched him lower his head and begin to sniff
once more at her pussy, except that this time it was nakedly exposed and
waiting! She felt his cold wet nose like the brushing touch of an
ice-cube against her flushed cunt-lips and taut thighs ...! Suddenly,
she sensed it ... the first contact there of his hotly branding tongue!
Impulsively, she squirmed beneath its fluid hotness as it began to
ardently lick up and down the smooth vale between the tensed, writhing
mounds of her upraised buttocks! Her heart pounded, the fervid blood
racing through her veins from his sizzling animal-tongue glazing the
sensorial area surrounding her tiny, puckered little anal mouth, its
worming tip burrowing with an uncanny knowledge into the tiny oval of
its tightly clenched lips!

"Ooohhh ... damn ... you do know it all, don't you, baby?" Barbara
gasped, her mind filled with delicious amazement at the obscene skill of
his fiery tongue! "But Barbara doesn't believe you learned that all by
yourself! You ... you've had a very sexy teacher ... oohhh ...!" Again,
he was taunting her tiny puckered asshole, until finally she felt his
tongue tip burning a wet path slowly upward toward the sensuously
swollen lips of her smoldering cunt! A tremor of impassioned animalism
brushed over the nerve-ends of her satiny flesh as he swept it wetly
along the moistened pink crevice between her lewdly spread thighs and
buttocks, then over the entire length of her hair-lined pussy! From the
babyish mouth of her snugly clenched little asshole, it traced without
relenting, to the pink, desire-fleshed edges of her excited cunt-lips,
and at last to the tiny, erect bud of her clitoris!

"Unnhhhhh!" the voluptuously inflamed girl moaned, lifting her head
higher to better see between her obscenely drawn-up legs and thighs the
unbelievable tonguing the beautiful dog was giving her! Seething stabs
of mounting lust saturated her naked body at the sight of his moistly
melting tongue curling over her super-sensitive vaginal slit! Again and
again he did it while she gaspingly watched his thick length of fluid
flesh spreading deeply through the flowing wetness of yielding, pink
cunt with all the knowledge of any human male she'd ever laid down and
spread her legs for!

It didn't, didn't, didn't stop ... and that was the absolute ecstasy of
the entire sordid scene to Barbara! God, somewhere, sometime, she'd
heard about dogs and women, but she'd never given it even a second
thought! Then, suddenly her girl friend, Linda Farnum, and her big
Boxer, Fonda, momentarily penetrated the lurid haze rapidly lifting her
up and away. Was this why Linda kept the huge animal? But Fonda was a
female ...? Sooo? Linda loved to eat pussy, too, didn't she ... and
little Barbara could understand that all right, after getting fucked by
Linda's husband, Frank, disappointedly a few times ... But, ooohhh ...
couldn't concentrate on it now ... not with the way Satyr was splaying
the glistening, pink flesh of her flame-filled pussy with his hotly
lathing tongue, finally pausing, as she watched, to curl it with a
loving thrust far up into her incitedly wet vaginal passage!

"Ooohhh ... sweet lover! You've got the most educated tongue in the
world, darling!" the raven-haired, luridly positioned young woman
exclaimed in her lust-mounting nakedness. She knew ... could see her
sensuous curves spasming beneath his unbelievable cunt-licking and
suddenly wished she could have her husband, Don's ... no, her next door
neighbor, Steve Smith's cock fucking into her mouth while this beautiful
dog was licking her cunt! Damn, she'd suck him like he never dreamed ...
suck him until he squirted his hot, creamy jism down her throat, just
the feel of it making her cum and cum as it pumped into her mouth!

"Oh, damn ... damn! No wonder Karen takes you into the bathroom with
her, baby! Aggghhh ... yesss ... lick it for Barbara, darling! Like that
... like that ... way up inside! Tongue-fuck it good!" she salaciously
goaded, lifting her intensively simmering loins and quaking ass-cheeks
higher to the wild, wet swirling of his loving animal-mouth. "Ooohhhh
... further, darling, further! Shove your tongue up Barbara's cunt as
far as you can ...!"

Uncontrollably, she reached down between her wide-spread thighs,
grasping his furry head to pull his long nose tighter into her wetly
palpitating cuntal channel! His firebrand tongue shot up into the
seething curl-fringed little hole like a white-hot cauterizing whip, his
own animal whines matching hers as he hungrily lashed and tongue-fucked
the blood tingling inner-flesh with a skill and intensity no man had
ever shown her!

"Aaaggghhhh ... you're driving me wild, you sweet, hot cunt lover!"
Barbara hissed, head still raised and eyes licentiously gaping. The
lustfully forbidden sight was all but bending her mind to a point beyond
reason! Oohhhh, if only she had Steve Smith's cock fucking wildly into
her mouth at the same time to complete the wild orgy ...!

Satyr felt his loins and flanks ruttishly throbbing from the scented,
liquid heat flowing from her openly pulsating young pussy lips. He
sensed a stronger fire burning inside her than any he had ever known,
even his mistress, Karen, and its intensity made the blood pulse
furiously through his powerful body. The affection he generally felt for
human females was not the same with her. The soft whiteness of her
smooth flesh and the heated fumes of sexual excitement she generated
from the warm, hair-lined crevice up between her wide held legs made him
feel a fierceness which urgently excited him.

Instinctively, he sensed the lack of tenderness in the warm, soft
portions of her nakedly curved body, unlike those of his temporary
mistress, Karen. But that didn't displease him. There was something of
his own kind in her which was taking its place. The hot, pink flesh
between her legs in its flowing wetness was communicating through his
tongue a wild stimulation which delighted him in his angry escape from
Karen's hateful rope. He felt as if he were being bad, and the knowledge
of that made him know a stronger ferocity, the axis of which was
centered in his demanding loins ...!

Barbara had enchantedly fallen into a rhythmic tempo of sensual gasps
beneath the huge animal's fabulous tongue hotly licking and fucking
snake-like up inside her inflamed, susceptive cunt walls. She rolled her
head from side to side to the cadence, still holding his huge, furry
head by the ears between her lewdly upraised thighs. Her brain had
become a mirror for both her husband, Don's and Steve Smith's lustfully
hardened cocks, each fucking in turn into her hungrily sucking mouth
while Satyr lapped the maddening fire from her sweltering loins and
belly. She lifted her head once more to watch ... and it was then that
she caught sight of it!

Barbara's sparkling, desirous eyes widened at the glistening spectacle
of the German shepherd's thick, scarlet cock emerging from its long,
hair-covered sheath ... wet and hard, the tapered end slipping and
dancing as it continued to slither hotly out of its fleshy concealment!
God ...! She leaned to one side, gaping at it! Oh ... was it possible he
would dog-fuck her with it ...! A licentious impulse of unbridled
animalism raged through her naked, lust-charged body, an obscenely
mind-bending urge which fascinated the voluptuous housewife in its
forbidden lewdness alone! His cock was beautiful ... huge and beautiful
...! Never had Don's looked anymore tempting to her, and she doubted if
her neighbor, Steve Smith's, could either! It ... it seemed longer and
thicker than her husband's, if that were possible ... different in
contour with its beveled tip, but its very thickening coned shape adding
to her wildly building passion!

For a long sensation-sparked moment, Barbara stared at the big dog's
wetly gleaming rod of raw masculine hardness dangling beneath his
powerful animal-loins, sensing her mouth and throat at first going dry,
then salivating at the erotically infusing sight of it! The depravity of
her intentions never concerned her, only how she was going to accomplish
it! In fact, it was the very sordidness of the act that was spurring her
wantonly on! But how? How?

Relentlessly, the ardorous German shepherd licked at her cunt, his
scorching, wet tongue like a gentle abrasive as it slithered over the
tiny erect bud of her quivering clitoris! Maddening thrills of unnatural
desire burned in her obscenely set mind, adding to those his singeing
tongue was stoking in her lewdly offered loins. How ... how ... how ...?

"S-Satyr baby ... ooohhh, you loveable lamb?" Barbara hissed, trying to
raise higher and stroke his huge head nuzzled between her widespread
thighs and ass-cheeks. God ...! She could see his lapping tongue
splaying through the wetly saturated crevice of her cunt's pinkly
splayed flesh! He'd spread her flushed pussy-lips open until they
appeared to almost be pleading in their desire-swollen ravishment. Her
sensitive, inner cuntal flesh sparkled up at her, its surrounding black
curls damply matted, the entire lurid scene further bellowing the flames
raging inside her! Her nakedly thrusting breasts seemed electrified in
her giddy excitement as she continued to caress his furry head ...!
"Satyr ... baby ... lie down! Lie down, darling! Barbara wants to love
you too! Please ... lie down and roll over!" she whispered, her throat
raspy with tension. "Do it, Satyr! Lie down so Barbara can make you
happy! I-I'll even put my pussy upside down where you can lick it all
you want, baby! Come ... do it ... lie down, Satyr!"

Barbara's brain raced in a form of reckless delirium as she slowly eased
herself forward, not wanting to upset or destroy what she already had,
but only to add to it! She raised to her knees as Satyr, confused,
backed away from her seething, wet loins. He looked displeased, but
Barbara didn't hesitate. If she were to have what she wanted, there was
no stopping now! She whispered in gentle tones, at the same time,
brushing her soft hand lovingly over him, her eyes locked on the solid
length of his long, thick scarlet cock hanging below his belly ...!

Satyr watched the beautiful naked young woman raise up and move toward
him, surprised when she didn't turn around on hands and knees so he
could mount her. He had decided that was her intentions, the way all of
them, except Karen, had done. But she did not, though she cooed in soft
sounds at him. Perplexed, he whimpered, sensing his mating hunger
leaving him in his confusion. Again, she gave the command he recognized
and he dutifully obeyed, laying down ...

His unhappy whimper vibrated through Barbara as she saw his huge cock
withdraw into its hiding sheath. He dropped down onto the bed,
stretching out and finally responding when she continued to whisper:
"Roll over on your back, lamb ... you won't be disappointed for long!
That's it, lover ... ooohhh, that's just fine!" With blinding
excitement, she crawled and positioned herself so that her cunt was
inches from his face, and less when she drew her naked thighs back! She
eased forward, placing herself so that her face was directly above the
sensuously peeking opening of his cock-sleeve where the big, scarlet
hardness had vanished back inside.

Frenzied emotions swept through the animalishly keyed-up wife! The
thought alone of what she was about to do was driving her mad with
salacious desire! Gently, she moved her arched hips toward his handsome
animal-face, spreading her thighs and lovingly taking his head ... She
lay on her side with one leg lifted to draw his nose meaningfully in
toward the wetly pulsating heat of her tremoring cunt. Immediately, she
felt his lengthy, thick tongue lash out at the palpitating crevice
between her legs, again lapping through its sensually aroused pinkness
like a fluid flame, and if she'd ever known obscene, bestial lust it was
at that very moment! She lowered her cheek to rest against his warm,
hard animal-belly, her one hand quickly moving toward his hidden cock!

This was new to Satyr, but it hardly nettled him. As Karen's way had
been different, so was the pretty Barbara showing him hers. Once again,
he sensed the throbbing blood beginning to pound at the heated aroma and
taste of her wide split pussy mouth. He felt her delicate fingers moving
over his loins, their gentle touch causing him to pleasurably tremble.
The urge to close his eyes and lay there devotedly licking the warm, wet
sweetness of her up between her thighs almost carried him away ...!

Barbara had never reached such erotically fired heights ... or was it
depths? God, she hardly gave a damn, she thought, clasping hold of his
sheltered dog-cock and beginning with her fingertips to manipulate the
outer flesh back and forth, feeling its lust-hardened thickness within!
It had to come back out to her ... had to! She must know it now ... the
taste of his long, thick animal-cock slithering wetly around in her
warmly sucking mouth!

His tongue laving the frantically jerking bud of her tiny clitoris ...
God, ordinarily she would have cum a dozen times! But it'd been the
unreal wildness of it all distracting and amazing her, which had
re-routed her concentration, holding her climax off and pleasing her in
its choked-back, insanely building intensity! Oh, the beautiful darling,
she thought, clinging to his cock and avidly beginning to stroke it.
With feeling, yet gentleness, Barbara worked the heavy protective skin
back and forth, his warm head nestled between her opened white thighs,
his hotly searing tongue licking unrelentingly up into the wet, yielding
crevice of her steaming cunt. And then, it suddenly reappeared, the
redly glistening tip of long, thick hardness, slipping slowly forward
toward her breathless, tongue-moistened lips ... until at last, it
touched them!

With a low, lust-inspired moan, the obsessed Barbara parted her lush,
warm lips to let the slenderly tapered forepart of Satyr's wet hardness
slide between them, easing further and further into the torrid moistness
of her eagerly absorbing mouth, until it brushed all the way back to the
depths of her throat! She brought her tongue into play in an
irresistible fervency, greeting and welcoming the unnatural presence
with omnivorous, though still hesitant, eagerness. Her brain swam with
the spinning intoxication of the lewd, unspeakable act she was
performing with her neighbor's dog ... and then she tasted the thick,
pulsating cock, a sensation of wanton relish racing through her at its
warm, virile maleness! Ooohhhh ... it was no less delicious than any
man's she'd ever sucked ... and it was so hot and hard, swelling up into
greater hardness in her mouth with every passing second!

She heard his high-pitched animal-whimper as he continued to lovingly
lick her hotly inflamed pussy, and she began to suck and twirl her
caressing little tongue around his long, thick cock to repay him for the
unbelievable pleasure he fantastically had and was bringing her. She
felt his powerful body responding to her lewd sucking, his canine loins
jerking and pressing forward. She brushed one exploring hand along his
hairy belly to his huge, sperm-filled balls, cupping them warmly first,
then lightly teasing them with her finger tips. Again he whimpered, the
titillation making him begin a pumping cock-rhythm between the clasped
oval of her moistly sucking lips.

God, the exotic taste of it was the maddening delight, Barbara
sensuously reveled, beginning to mouthingly nurse and tongue the
ever-thickening spear of burning, hard flesh with obscene up and down
head movements. Delicately gamey, her brain wildly tagged, yet spiced
with the sweet raciness of nature's semen! Ooohhhh ... daammmm ...!

The smooth, coned length of his growing cock fucked up into her roundly
ovaled mouth in perfect cadence, while his own tongue down between her
open thighs laved the hot, liquid flesh of her wide splayed cunt and
smoldering vaginal channel with swirling, ever-increasing enthusiasm!
She nipped and gently scraped with her teeth, at the same time swirling
her own tongue in tiny provoking little flicks over his excitedly
pulsating hardness, her mind totally lost in the licentious thrill of
her bizarre action. God, it was like honey in her mouth, taperedly
plunging in a wet heat all the way into the back of throat! What would
his animal-cum taste like ... mannish ... warm and thick, squirting from
the tip of his beautiful cock in spewing jets ... or were animals
different ...?

Satyr had never known anything to equal this! What the beautiful young
neighbor woman was doing had never been a part of his training. She was
taking his thickly hardened love-shaft hungrily up inside her warm, wet
mouth; still it felt as if it were thrusting into a hotly clenching
vaginal wall. There was a difference though, a pleasing difference in
the feel of her little tongue and teeth nipping and swirling greedily
around it. He whined to those sensations which were causing waves of
wildly pressuring fire deep down in the depths of his loins, knowing
that very soon he would feel an all powerful, heavily spurting release
...!

*     *     *

Karen stormed through the neighborhood, uncertain of which emotion was
prompting her most, love, anger, or anxiety. But at each house, she
somehow managed to hide them all with a forced air of casual concern,
merely asking the frau in charge if she'd by chance seen Satyr pass that
way, ignoring the blushes her question inevitably produced. A few wanted
to chat, but the curvy, anxious young housewife never lingered; her
nearly frantic brain was too concerned with the whereabouts of her
runaway lover.

As the possibilities of finding him began to frightenly decrease, Karen
sensed the first strong twinges of real panic eating at her. God, what a
fool she'd been to tie him up in the back yard. If anything ever
happened to him how could she live with herself? The tears puddling her
eyes were almost blinding, causing her to stagger unsteadily as she
stumbled on.

Oh darling, where are you? Karen's sorry ... terribly, terribly, sorry!
Just come back is all ... and I promise never to do anything like that
again! I-If I have to share you, then I will, precious ... I will! Y-Yes
... Karen will even settle for a portion of you ... only please come
back ...!

In her mental anguish, the blonde, young Mrs. Smith, was hardly aware
that she'd come to Barbara Keller's back gate and was subconsciously
reaching over to unlatch it. Not until she was inside the yard did it
dawn where she was, and that music was coming from somewhere near the
pool. She moved toward the sound, hopeful of seeing her new friend there
and perhaps, yes ... even confiding in her ... at least to some extent!
God, she had to talk to someone ...! But there was no one around, only
the radio beside the pool, a small pillow and ...!

Karen's eyes widened when she saw it, an undefinable shock jarring her.
Quickly, she bounced forward and scooped up the length of Satyr's rope,
examining its frayed end ...!

*     *     *

Barbara Keller had never sucked a human male more vigorously or with
such wild, forbidden lust drenching her voluptuously laboring nakedness!
With a voracious animalism, the sensually steeped young wife mouthed and
pulled at Satyr's huge hardened animal cock, her shameless mind a
boiling pit of lust. Oh God, she was so hot she could die! She actually
wanted his dog-cum shooting into her mouth ... dribbling down her throat
... flooding her belly! Raging tongues of flame blazed between her legs!
Her belly seethed, and her loins ... her fire-filled cunt, glowed with
the searing passion scalding it! She clutched at the loving German
shepherd's hugely swollen balls, beginning to milk and caress them as
she sucked ever more greedily at his heavily thickened cock. Oh damn ...
she was going to cum like an atomic explosion beneath his beautiful
tonguing of her saliva slickened cunt walls! She heard him whine then
yip in his own bestial ecstasy ... and so did Karen Smith outside!

It was that frenetic little sound from him that led the solicitous
blonde girl uneasily through the house to the open bedroom door. There,
she froze, her disbelieving eyes expanding in shocking jealousy at the
incredulously obscene spectacle taking place on the huge bed before her!
Even as joy filled her at the sight of his lustfully driving hardness,
Karen was staggered by the jolting wave of bitter possessiveness which
jelled her knees and made her cling tightly to the door frame! Barbara
Keller ... the bitch ... she was actually sucking him with her widely
ovaled lips ... and he was licking her back with a wild, uninhibited
frenzy between her lewdly spread thighs!

She was! Barbara ... her friend ... she was sucking her own darling
Satyr's desire-hardened cock ... taking almost all of its beautifully
thick hugeness into her tightly locked mouth ... until ... until it had
to be reaching all the way back to her tonsils! Karen stood spellbound,
not even her jealousy was strong enough to put down the lewdly
fascinating surge of envious lust their bestial love-making immediately
fired through her. In those few paralyzing seconds while she stood
there, the confused blonde housewife weathered a series of transforming
emotions, which only the visual spectacle of the luridly sexual
performance unfolding before her could have ever accomplished!

That only minutes before she had mentally pleaded for him to come back,
that she would willingly share him with another woman if he would, was
true! That she was first a wife to a loveable handsome man and,
inhumanly infatuated with a magnificently adorable animal, ran a close
second! But more profound than either, was the stimulating sensuality
the captivating sight of the huge dog and her own girlfriend's forbidden
lovemaking was involuntarily stroking in her sensually roused loins and
belly! Barbara was stunningly beautiful in her white nakedness ... and
her unhidden passion as effective as her frank use of four-letter words!
She was no camouflaging fraud ... she was beautifully for real, Karen
knew, because her dark, onyx-eyes had found her and momentarily settled
upon her there in the doorway ... but she'd never stopped! Love and sex
were obviously thicker than pretension to Barbara, and at that moment,
Karen understood her new girlfriend's feelings ...!

Maybe she was losing her mind, but at such a time what did a girl do?
Barbara salaciously thought this as she tongued and licked Satyr's
throbbing cock in her mouth, not even the sight of her next door
neighbor standing open eyed in the doorway preventing her race toward
her wild climatic fulfillment. She could hardly concentrate in her
insane drive, but she did see her young, blonde neighbor moving toward
her, an open-mouthed expression of sensual excitement causing her
beautiful face to slacken! And ... and then, Karen was undressing ...
stripping her clothes away with utter abandon until she was gorgeously
naked and crawling onto the bed behind Satyr! Barbara watched her
snuggle up tightly against her lover's furry back and put her arm
possessively around him! It was almost as if the dog knew who it was
without looking, for he never stopped his delectable licking of her
hotly sizzling cunt!

And then, Barbara heard the loving brute's guttural snarl, at the same
moment as his flanks began to furiously hump to drive his cock down her
throat! But there was more ... her girlfriend Karen's finger which she
passionately discerned probing at the tiny, tightly puckered mouth of
her upraised rectum! It gently, knowingly wiggled and wormed, until like
a slender cock, it was sliding eagerly up into her nakedly exposed
nether channel, moving around in the delicate swirling little motions a
woman loves, and triggering fantastic sensations inside her! She moaned
out around Satyr's throat-plunging cock, sucking until it began to spasm
and jerk crazily up inside her mouth ... then ... then, it spewed out
its scalding liquid cum from deep down in the well of his sperm-inflated
balls!

At that moment, Barbara was enlightened! The stream of viscidly burning
sperm was like an unceasing hose, filling her sucking, desperately
working mouth before she could swallow it away! Time and again, as if
his bladder had opened and he were pissing down her throat, the
climaxing German shepherd continued to cum, the lust-charging
realization firing her own wildly bursting orgasm like some never before
reached cataclysm of pure sensual bliss!

And finally, his sperm-drained cock was slipping wetly out of her
cum-flooded mouth and he was moving up and away, with only her girl
friend Karen's finger still thrust deeply up inside her tightly clinging
rectal walls ... and at last, with a slow, moistly sucking withdrawal
from between her widespread buttock cheeks, not even that remained up
inside her ...!


Chapter 7


Satyr had not been pleased to see his mistress, Karen. She had come to
take him back to the rope, he felt certain, punish him for running away,
and he did not intend for that to happen. He had leaped down from the
huge bed and chosen a corner of the room from where he could watch her
as well as the pretty Barbara who had just brought him a new form of
pleasure. His throbbing loins and flanks still quivered from the wild
force of his animal ejaculation up into her warm, wet mouth which had
pulled and drew at his maleness like a warm, hairless vagina itself. He
would have done it again had his mistress not come to take him away ...
but she had and that angrily irritated him.

The big German shepherd keenly surveyed them laying on the bed in their
white nakedness just as he had left them, unmoving and soundless except
for the pretty Barbara's heavy breathing. Then, he thought he detected a
little sob come from his golden haired mistress, and as he watched he
saw her lovely curved body shudder ...!

Barbara, too, heard it and raised to her elbow, looking down toward the
other's partially hand-hidden face which was still directly opposite her
own thighs and loins. A tremor of unburned sensuality rippled through
her belly at the lewd proximity of their faces to each other's still
nakedly trembling pussies. She gaped at her stunningly beautiful young
neighbor's whitely flared hips, her rounded, thrusting breasts with
their tiny, hardened pink nipples, the slenderness of her dipping waist,
but mostly the nearly concealed pouting lips of her pink slitted cunt in
its enwreathing triangle of blondish, silken-like curls! God, and those
flawless legs ... those breathtaking thighs ...! And she'd shoved her
eager finger right up Barbara's asshole when she'd cum! Something
bordering on flustration was tormenting her gorgeous young neighbor for
she was sniveling all right, and maybe that wasn't so bad either ... if
Barbara played her cards with skill ...!

"Wh-What do you want me to say, Honey?" the still trembling brunette
spoke softly, raising herself more to reach down and run her hand
caressingly through the other's blonde tresses. "That I'm sorry?
Because, I'm not, Darling ... and that would make me a bald-faced liar."

"Oh ... oh, Barb ..." was all that Karen could manage at the moment, the
mixture of sensations racing through her very much aroused belly and
loins completely befuddling her. She realized that the ravishing, dark
eyed girl who lay in enticing nakedness on the huge bed with her could
never understand, for not even she, herself, could untangle the maze of
emotions confounding her. The sight of them ... Barbara sucking her
Satyr's hardened, big cock, swallowing his hotly gushing sperm right
down into her belly, while he lovingly laid there licking her pussy, had
triggered something next to frantic lust inside her passionately aroused
mind!

She had blindly thrown herself into their love making, jealously wanting
to be part of it, the sudden urge to make both of them happy
uncontrollable as she'd hugged the handsome animal tightly against her
and obscenely thrust her finger up into the smooth soft depths of her
girl friend, Barbara's hotly spasming little anal hole! God, she'd never
done anything like that before in her life ...! But now, it was plain to
see that Satyr wanted nothing more to do with her ... the way he'd
squirmed out of her embrace and ran from her ...!

"I-I think it's fair to say that at first, Satyr seduced me, Baby,"
Barbara's throaty voice went on, her soft hand still gently stroking
Karen's head. "But I'll have to admit that I soon took the initiative. I
couldn't resist, Karen ... can you understand that?"

God yes! She could well understand it, Karen reasoned, lowering her
hands from her face to look up into her friend's sparkling eyes in an
attempt to convey her feelings. She swallowed tightly and nodded. "I-I
know, Barbara ... believe me, I do ...!"

"It's happened to you, hasn't it, Love?" Barbara whisperingly probed,
her brain beginning to race with excitement. "Yesterday ... in the
bathroom ...?"

Again, Karen swallowed, feeling the blood flowing hotly into her cheeks.
Denial hung on the tip of her tongue, but instead, she said: "Yes ...
what he was doing to you, but ..."

"You mean, licking my pussy?" Barbara interrupted, lewdly interjecting
the graphic description with purpose and watching the younger, naked
girl shyly admit to it in a second nod of her lovely head. The
raven-haired wife glanced over at the watching, sprawled animal and
smiled. "He's a real seductive lover all right ..." then, flashing her
eyes back to Karen, she added: "Have you sucked him yet?"

The obscene meaning and sound of the question was enough alone to
erotically shock Karen's sensitized nakedness, without the added caress
of her stunning new friend's soft hand suddenly stroking over her
sensuous breast! For a long moment, the fever-filled younger wife had no
voice, resorting once more to head gestures, Barbara's stroking hand
brushing over the hardened, tingling nipple of her breast maddeningly
exciting her.

"Damn, Honey, he's delectable!" Barbara exclaimed with a little shiver.
"As good and better than most men, I've had ... But maybe ... tell me,
Baby ... have you ever sucked a man's penis ... your husband, Steve's
perhaps?"

"N-No ... never!" Karen hissed, but God knows she'd thought about it
enough, the idea never failing to excite her desirous mind! Oh ... why
was it their love making had never reached that beautiful, heated
intensity ...?

"Well ... you've just about missed the boat entirely, haven't you, Hon?"
Barbara sympathetically intoned in her soft, throaty voice. "In that
case, I can pretty well imagine the rest," she went on, caressing the
luscious warmth the resilient mound of Karen's full breast sent tingling
through her cupping hand to her never unpassionate brain. "Too often, a
good fucking for him but ending in no cum for Karen ... and probably
never getting your pussy kissed or tongued ... right? Am I unveiling the
awful truth, Karen baby? Am I ...?"

"Oh damn ... yes, yes you are! The awful truth of ... of a marriage that
was terribly close to floundering, I think ... if it hadn't been for
Satyr!" Karen breathfully revealed, the sensations racing through her
exposed curved body from Barbara's lovingly stroking hand rapidly
strengthening the warm confidence she'd had in her new friend from the
first. She was such a beautiful girl, and she understood ... everything!

"Would you believe that Don and I went through the very same, identical
chaos, Doll?" Barbara lied with divulging whispers, satisfied that the
end justified the means. Gently, with plucking thumb and forefinger, she
nipped, rolled, and grazed the erogenous, tiny hardened nipple of her
breathtaking neighbor's rising and falling breast as she went on. "But
we found the answer before the shoals grew so dangerous that they were
bound to wreck the ship ... and both you and Steve can too, Darling ...
You see this big round bed we're on? Well, I designed it ... and believe
it or not, as many as eight couples can romp comfortably on it at one
time!"

Karen felt her brow wrinkling with the obscure meaning in the onyx-eyed
girl's statement. Eight couples? Romp comfortably ...? Wh-What was she
getting at, anyway? "I-I don't understand, Barbara ...?"

Enough for the first dose, the voluptuous brunette cautiously decided as
she tenderly stroked and kneaded the enticing mound of naked white
flesh. But her now inquisitive blonde neighbor with the enchanting
curvaceous body wanted more for an answer, her sky blue eyes eagerly
searching Barbara's.

"What do you mean ... eight couples ... romp comfortably?" Karen
pressed, the other's words somehow adding to the sensual emotions razing
her.

"Well ... there's a group of us," Barbara slowly replied, watching
Karen's face carefully as she again gentled the truth, "and when things
get too dull in bed at home alone, we get together for a private party.
No exaggeration, Baby, it does tremendous things for your love life ..."

"You mean, all of the couples do it ... make love in front of each
other?" Karen gasped in roused disbelief.

"Why not, Love? We're all married and it's legitimate!" Barbara
exclaimed with a smile, very willing to let it rest there at this point.
The lovely young doll wasn't quite ready to hear the word 'swap' yet!
But there was no denying the added stimulation she was enjoying at the
idea, either! "Can't you imagine what it might do for your Steve, or
you, to lie there and watch another young married couple fuck and suck,
or whatever they like to do to make one another happy? Can't you, Angel
...?"

"God!" Karen choked, because she could imagine it, and her mental
pictures were intensively firing her belly and loins! She had only to
remember the sight of Barbara and Satyr when she'd entered the room to
realize the erotic delights such a sensuously stimulating circus could
be! But Steve, he'd swear she was depraved if she ever suggested such a
thing ...!

"And don't worry what Steve's reactions would be to such a party, Love."
Barbara said, as if she were reading her mind. "Husbands might put on a
big front in the beginning, but they're notorious for liking to see
their wives get fucked by other guys. Remember your ancient history ...
Greece, Rome ...? It's simply that they have to acclimate to the idea of
their own wives being the women in the orgy instead of a flock of
whores. Believe me, Karen, I know," the raven haired girl assured while
her hand lovingly massaged the other's swollen full breast with
intoxicating caresses. "Anyway, if you think you'd like to try a
session, Don will talk to Steve, and your loving husband will never know
we've discussed it ... or planned it."

"Oh, Barb ... I don't know ... I-I'm so damned keyed up right now, I
might say anything!" Karen truthfully exclaimed.

"You're hot, sexy, your pussy needs loving ... that's your immediate
problem, girl," Barbara whispered, wildly excited with the way it was
all shaping up. "And there's many kinds of love that're intoxicatingly
satisfying," she added, brushing her hand down over Karen's softly
quivering belly toward the delight of her pink, golden fringed little
cunt mouth. She wasn't surprised when the younger girl moaned softly and
voluntarily opened her legs to her, nor when Barbara lowered her head
back down to see and feel the hot wetness which had seeped from between
the tremoring Karen's pussy lips to saturate her soft, slightly spread
inner thighs.

"I-I know ...!" Karen breathlessly gasped at the delicious feel of
Barbara's fingers suddenly contacting, then playing in the intimate,
fluid flesh of her hungrily simmering cunt! God, she was ... actually
stroking and finger fucking her! Oooohhhhh ... it felt heavenly, so
certain and knowing as a finger tip shadowingly brushed over the tip of
her tiny, excitedly pulsating clitoris!

"How do you know, Baby?" the naked, voluptuous Barbara immediately
prodded, wanting to drain every innermost secret from her goddess bodied
friend while she had her in this state of mind. Her avid eyes feasted on
the lust-provoked spectacle between the blonde young housewife's eagerly
spread thighs as she waited for the answer, and when it came it was as
potent as summer lightening charging her own insatiable loins!

"Because ... because Satyr ... the darling f-fucked me last night!" she
hesitantly admitted.

Barbara sat upright, her dark eyes widening in uncontrollable
fascination. "He ... he fucked you?"

"Yes ... yes, oh yes! He fucked me like I've never been fucked before,
even by my own husband, Barbara! Like I've never ever been fucked
before!"

"Dammmmnnnn!" the raven haired girl gasped, flashing her fire-filled
eyes onto the big German shepherd who still lay watching from his chosen
corner. She hadn't visualized the possibilities of that! The tongue,
yes, but that massive cock sliding up into her pussy with all its hungry
animal swirling had never dawned on her! "That ... That Aunt Janie of
yours ... she must really know what it's all about, Baby!"

"I-I think she probably does!"

"She must have taught him!"

"Or bought him this way!"

"Damn, if you can buy them, I want one!" Barbara exclaimed.

"I want him ... Satyr, my sweet and handsome lover!" Karen heard her own
admittance. "B-but ... he doesn't want me. He's angry because I tied him
up ... because I wanted to keep him for myself, away from the rest of
these lecherous neighborhood bitches!"

"Dogs?" Barbara queried in surprise.

"Wives! Wives, Barbara! He's been screwing them all!" Karen whimperingly
answered. "And now, he's angry at me ...!"

Wildly, Barbara ate the huge animal up with her rapacious eyes, searing
sensations of new lust charging pelf melt through her! To have that huge
animal cock fucking into her ... from behind, yes, from behind like she,
too, was just another kneeling animal! She looked down at the erotically
incited girl laying in her naked, opposite position before her, and
said: "We're going to lure him back, Baby! Step by step ... and the
first step is to let him fuck me like he did you, while I lick your
pussy until you flip! Does that sound like something ... or would you
rather take your dog and go home ...?"

"Oh ... ooooohhhh, Barbbbb ... do it ... do it for meeee,
pleeasssseeeeee ...?"

*     *     *

Don tipped the hostess after she'd seated them, the unnecessary gratuity
irking Steve. He intended to mention it, but the immediate appearance of
the waitress killed the intention. She was young, shapely, and
attractive faced. Don immediately registered with her, wise cracking,
smiles exchanging between them. Steve smiled too, but no one seemed to
notice. Martinis were set before them in what seemed minutes by the
smiling girl, and Steve felt certain he heard the soft sexy sound of
patting flesh against naked flesh when she put Don's drink in front of
him. He was leaning back with his arm out and encircling her just right!
Christ! The arrogant bastard! He had a way with them, didn't he ...?

"I wasn't crappin' you, Steve," his broad shouldered, athletic neighbor
said, leaning forward with forearms onto the table. It was too dark in
there for Steve to really see his face. The place was set up for noon
seductions, it seemed to the young insurance salesman. What the hell, he
hardly belonged in this environment ... "I could use a man like you in
the office, Steve. I need someone with a lot of gusto to take over under
me. Been looking for some time, but you know how that is. Good men don't
happen along everyday."

"Well, you make it sound inviting enough, fella ... except I know from
nothing about real estate," Steve answered, sipping from his cocktail.

"Admitted. But like I say, no problem, man!" Don responded, sampling his
drink. "A little schooling of the intricacies and a license is all you
need. The latter I can get for you with no problem. I know the boy up
there, eh? Don't worry about an exam or cramming a lot of bullshit to
pass it. That malarkey doesn't matter anyway. You want to come over with
me, and I sure can use you, we'll do it in one day ... your present
income guaranteed. Can I say more?"

Steve studied his smiling face. Goddamn, it was a tremendous offer, he
had to admit that ... but after all the time he'd spent on insurance? He
had his renewals, which he'd lose, and besides that, the frigging office
was seeming to depend more on him everyday to bring in the bacon with
all the new guys they were hiring. The secretary's Shelly's tits,
wouldn't be there to look at anymore, either.

"You haven't answered, man?"

Steve smiled. "Momentous decisions aren't made on the spur of the
moment," he said, pleased with his modulated voice.

"Well done! Well done, neighbor!" Don laughed, raising his glass. "A
belated cheers, eh?"

"Cheers," Steve replied, feeling quite adept, regardless of his
obviously successful new friend's worldly mein. He, himself, wasn't
exactly a drone ... though he more and more felt that way when it came
to Karen! But this was no time to think about that ... his love life,
though it was difficult to keep out of his mind. Daily, things were
growing worse instead of better ... but this was no time ...

"Barb and Karen, they seem to hit it off real well, Steve," Don said,
nibbling at his olive. "I noticed the other night at dinner, the two of
them speak the same language. And that's good ... all the better if you
make up your mind to help me run a business that's growing in leaps and
bounds. I'll lay it on you, Steve, if you've got some cash, not much, to
drop on some land. It'll double in less than two years! No crap! And
those gems come my way everyday!"

Steve drained his martini, pulling the olive from its prong to relish.
He had some money, considerable in fact, with what Karen's grandad had
left her. They could make a sizeable investment if necessary, but
insurance had really helped to make that possible. Did he want to ...
could he turn his back on it ...?

"Two more, Baby!" Don grinned at the attractive waitress.

"I'm insurance oriented," Steve said, dropping his head and speaking
truth.

"Of course you are! We're all shaped in the frame of our school, man!"
Don said, lighting a cigarette. He held the case of them forward and
Steve refused; he'd never taken up the habit. "Bart Wesson, he dragged
along in med school for three years before coming with me! Lou Graff,
was a set up architect and doing all right for himself before he decided
to join the circle! These guys have all got it, Steve, but they can see
where the loot lies, eh? Come on, get with it, man!"

The waitress returned with her serving and Steve picked his up right
away. There was something about martinis at noon ... anytime, really,
that set him off. He sipped deeply and smiled at his host. He said:
"Give me twenty minutes, or so, to think about it will you, friend?"

Don laughed. "Just about," he said. "A man of your caliber doesn't need
much more."

"Ooooohhhh ... wow! Do I detect a snow job?" Steve parried. "You remind
me of my wife the night I took her to the last prom we attended ..."

"Well, there can't be anything wrong with that ... not with Karen," Don
cut in, smiling all the way.

Steve grinned. Anything that praised Karen naturally pleased him.
Christ, he loved that girl ... if only he could figure some way to crank
her up. She was always passionate enough at the kickoff ... "Sorry, Don,
I missed that. What was it you said ...?"

"I asked if you and Karen were coming to our pool party, Friday night?"

"I don't know ... this's the first I'd heard about it," Steve replied.

"Oh ...? Karen hasn't mentioned it?" the other questioned in surprise.
"Barb asked her yesterday morning, I think it was, and she said she'd
talk it over with you."

"She must've forgotten. I didn't get home until late last night, and I
had to rush this morning," Steve Smith allowed. "But I don't see why we
can't make it."

"Should be a pretty good show," Don said. "I've invited some hip
couples," he dropped his voice and leaned forward. "And I've got some
real groovy stag movies to liven things up when they get droll!"

"Y-You mean, the real thing, Don?" Steve pressed, the idea of watching
dirty movies with Karen and the other wives around giving him an odd
feeling.

"I mean the juicy, sweet pussy, suck and fuck flicks, man!" his
good-looking neighbor lewdly answered. "The kind that'll make Karen grab
you right by the cock and lead you to the nearest bed!"

The last remark seemed hardly called for, Steve thought, sensing a hot
flush to the back of his neck with the other's casual use of Karen's
name and what he'd implied. Yet, at the same time, it occurred to him
that a stimulant such as a good stag movie might be just the secret
needed to fire her right up with him. All the same, he wasn't sure that
he liked Don's ...

"And you might give this a thought, too, buddy, especially if you decide
to stay in the insurance racket," Don said, interrupting Steve's private
rancor. "The hip couples I mentioned who'll be there are all the young
people and well off financially. I mean, like prospects to help you
crack that 'million-dollar insurance sales club', eh."

Steve forgot about his resentment; the athletic man across the table
from him had just spurred his interest to no end. He drained his
martini, picked up his ears and listened while Don named them off. He
knew all of them by sight and had met a few formally, but he'd never
given too much thought to the fact Don was quick to point out.

"You talk about a gathering of sweet gems! Man, there isn't a wife
amongst them who couldn't make front row center in any chorus line.
Dolls, every one!" He turned then, signaling the waitress for another
pair of martinis, while Steve worked at fathoming the reason for his
last remark.

"Just what ... what do you mean, Don, by hip couples?" Steve questioned
on second thought. It was the very line the young realtor had been
waiting for, wondering why it hadn't come before. He swallowed from his
cocktail, letting his eyes search his friend's. "Now come on, Steve boy,
you're familiar with the term, aren't you?"

"To some extent," the slender, younger husband answered, feeling the gin
glowing warmly in his belly and sensing something of a sexual nature
about to ease into their conversation. "I mean, how are they hip ... or
what're they hip to, music, fast cars ... sex maybe ...?"

Don broke into a slow grin. "A little bit of everything, Steve boy ...
but lean closer and I'll tell you a story." Steve did, trying not to
give away the rousing interest already built-up inside him. He drank
half of his martini and waited for the other's lowered voice to begin.
"We've got a nice tight little circle of chosen couples, all good
friends who're ready to help each other out in any kind of an emergency,
financial or whatever. Like I said before, they're all beautiful people,
intellectually as well as physically. Are you with me?"

"I'm following," Steve answered.

"Well, to make a long story short, one of the couples hit one of these
emergencies. Their sex life was for shit and they were about ready to
head for the divorce court. But they were sensible, modern young people
and one night at a party they laid their problem out before all of us.
We kicked it around amongst the whole group, until come to find out,
several of the other couples were having similar problems. Ideas flowed
like wine ... you know, ways to spike up their performances together,
like sucking and cunt licking, a little sodomy now and then. And then,
suddenly, one of the wives came up with the most brilliant of all
suggestions ... swap partners for a night!"

"Jesus Christ!" Steve blurted, the gin fuzzing his brain to the mellow
point, sending a charge of excitement to his groin. "What happened?"

"To put it mildly old buddy, the divorce court was foiled," Don replied
with a smug grin. He was stretching some points, gentling others, but
essentially, he was telling his neighbor the truth. "That was two years
ago, right after Barb and I were married, and I can tell you truthfully
that gone are the days of sexual boredom!"

"W-What you're saying is ... that this is a wife swapping group ...
right?" Steve managed, dry mouthed, but determined to get the facts
straight.

"It is that and then some, Steve boy. We all do our share and see to it
that every couple is sound financially, with all of the luxuries
necessary to make life worth living ..."

"Christ, I can't believe it!" Steve said, dumbfoundedly shaking his
head. "I can just see Karen buying a deal like that! Besides calling me
a pervert, she'd probably have me arrested for indecent suggestions!"

He gaped at the face opposite him. "And Barbara ... she swings, too
...?"

Don laughed, as if the question were ridiculous. "Of course ... we both
do, man! That's what makes our marriage solid!"

"And you don't ... don't get jealous?"

"Hell no, Steve! That's childish ... kid stuff. Besides, how can you get
green eyes when you're laying some sweet ass yourself ...?"

"Jesus Christ ...!" Steve Smith gasped under his breath, still shaking
his head as he lifted his glass and drained it. "I-I just can't believe
it, is all ...!"

*     *     *

Satyr had not moved from his commanding position on the floor of the
bedroom corner. Though his irritation with the golden haired Karen still
rankled strongly inside him, along with his dread of her trying to take
him back to the rope, his trained interests had been aroused by the
increased heavy breathing of the two nakedly writhing girls on the big,
circular bed. They still lay on their sides as he had left them, except
closer to each other now, and his mistress had spread her legs, the top
one raised and bent with her foot on the bed. He could see her white,
beautifully rounded hips facing him, and as well, her blonde,
hair-fringed vaginal slit wet with moisture as the beautiful next door
woman's fingers played teasingly around up inside it. Then, he saw
Barbara's face through the arch Karen's bent leg made ... saw it
lowering closer to his golden haired mistress' wetly shining pussy
crevice. His animal eyes widened and he watched in mounting fascination
...

She'd tongued pussy ever since she could remember, Barbara sensually
thought as she lowered her face toward the enticing, blonde ringlets
adorning Karen's softly flushed cunt lips, but she could never recall
any she more eagerly wanted to taste and love! She let her eyes glut on
the narrow ribbon of pink, moistened flesh between them, resting her
cheek onto the hot, soft flesh of her younger neighbor's satin smooth
inner thigh, close enough for her lips and nose to be tickled by the
wispy, silken hair curling softly up between them.

God! What a tempting sight! She could even see the flustrated girl's
tiny, puckered anal hole, pinkish and occasionally spasming in her
passionate excitement. Yes, she needed loving all right, but no more
than little Barbara was going to want it in damned few minutes! Satyr's
big thick cock, thrusting up her vagina, she remembered ... what a
heavenly obscene thought ... and this tight young cunt of her next door
neighbor right next to her mouth had already experienced that! Damn ...
what a way to spend an afternoon ...!

The utterly salacious sensations charging Karen's naked body were
totally foreign to her! Her belly seethed and her cunt was aflame with
lustful desire! Oh, this beautiful girl ... this wonderful, curvaceous
darling! She was going to lick the raging need from her pussy! And they
would share Satyr from now on ... keep him ... his loving ... a secret
between them ...! Oh ... she'd never had her susceptible pussy
tongue-loved by any person, let alone another girl! Lesbianism! Yes,
that's what it was ... contrary to everything she'd ever been taught and
known ... but she wanted it! Oh, yes ... yes!

The impassioned blonde wife extended her head forward to see what she
could, her eyes suddenly filled with the intoxicating spectacle of
Barbara's ravenish, hair enshadowed loins between her lovely full
thighs, the thin, curl-fringed lips of her wetly glistening pussy not
inches away! She could see the seeping moisture that dampened the pink,
erotic flesh between them, a burning sensation of craving wildly soaring
through her! But ... but first, she must see ... watch with her own eyes
what Barbara was about to do to her down between her thighs ... and she
did!

The lust-driven young housewife gaped at her neighbor's lovely face
moving closer toward the exposed, expectantly waiting little pussy hole
up between her legs! Then ... then! Yes! She was nearly overcome with
incredible, erotic emotions and physical tremors that rippled through
and over her nakedly vibrant young body! She first felt tender kisses
along the soft flesh of her supple, inner thighs, sensed the warm puffs
of breath ... and then, the magic wet contact of Barbara's little tongue
licking the cleft of her pussy-lips and exposed cuntal flesh as if
lingually advising her of what was to come! She licked in long, brushing
strokes, from the bottom of her vaginal crevice to the top, not
entering, but impelling Karen to thrust her loins forward with each
tantalizing up-lick of tongue against her sensitive cunt lips!

Karen felt her clitoris quivering in its tiny erectness and knew that it
was peeking out from its thinly spread lips, enravished with the first
gentle stab of ecstatic bliss as the delicate pink tongue grazed it. She
expelled her breath with a hissing sound, tossing her head from side to
side in rising passion as Barbara eased her tongue inside the moistened
crevice to draw it upward from her vaginal mouth toward the fire
spasming bud of her clitoris!

Karen's gasping lips began to uncontrollably mumble out incoherent
little mewls of pleasure. Then, she held her breath, at last, exhaling
sharply at the delicious contacts, new delights flooding her with every
passing second ...!

Barbara, whose own feverish loins were alive with impish tongues of
lustful flame, hungrily pressed her tongue moistened lips closer,
separating the fleshy outer folds of Karen's wet, down-fringed cunt with
them. Immediately, her mouth became an omnivorous ravisher, open and
hot, nothing but tongue invading the smoldering, liquid flesh beneath
it. Ardently, her eager tongue lashed at the tiny, erect clitoris ...
tongue ... tongue ... frantic tongue everywhere in the gasping Karen's
hotly writhing pussy! Lurid, wetly sluicing oral sounds from the hotly
flowing vaginal secretions mixed with Barbara's own saliva filled the
bedroom!

Karen moaned and squirmed to the rapturous mouthing of her burning cunt,
ripples of fantastic sensation spasmodically twitching her smooth,
curved body. She began to pant explosively, spreading her legs open as
wide as possible and thrusting her steaming loins lewdly forward to
bring the magic tongue tighter into her wide splayed cuntal mouth! She
heard Barbara's slaving gasps, as if she were sucking air in short
surges, never breaking the fervent contact of her beautiful tongue and
lips! Even her little nose was buried ... immersed in the wet, fluid
flesh, and it was that last lascivious realization which triggered the
last maddening pressure in Karen's convulsing soft belly and screaming
loins!

"Oooohhhhh ... oooohhhhhh, Barrrbbb! I'm ... I'm ccuuummmmmiiinnnnggggg
...!"

Her voice trailed off in a choking whine of sob and sigh, then broke out
once more in a thin, high-pitched wail. Ecstasy deluged her naked,
spasming body, intensive sensations sweeping through her inflamed loins
like a prairie fire. She writhed in the throes of sweet agony, jerked
and tremored, but never broke with the open, sucking mouth glued to her
climaxing cunt! And the flicking, pleasureful tongue continued to play
over her tiny, frenetic clitoris, sending waves of electric like
delights through her to the bliss swooning brain in her head, her still
hungrily licking neighbor refusing to stop and end it ...!


Chapter 8


Steve Smith knew that he wasn't feeling any pain, but hell, he was a
long ways from being drunk. All the same, the goddamned revelation Don
Keller had unloaded on him had whipped his appetite away, and he could
only pick at his steak and french fries while his host ate heartily.
Steve'd ordered another martini with his lunch and now he sipped at that
as Don said:

"Hey aren't you going to eat, guy? Great steak ... just the thing to put
gusto in the loins!"

"Christ, I thought I was hungry. I guess the martinis killed it," he
said, unable to keep his mind off the thought of Barbara Keller being a
swinger ... fucking other men! Don's hopping from bed to bed didn't come
as any shock to him, but Barbara ...! Shit, no wonder she'd opened her
legs and shown him her cunt under her skirt the other night at their
dinner party! Now, it was all making sense ... or was it ...?

"That's unusual," the good-looking face across the table said to him.
"Martinis generally spark the appetite ... they do for me, anyway. You
sure you feel okay, Steve ...?"

"Yeah, sure, I'm fine," the younger husband managed with a numbing grin.
"Hell, if you want to know the truth, it was that load of dynamite about
the party you tossed me a few minutes ago that staggered me. I still
can't believe it!"

Don softly chuckled, laying down his knife and fork as he watched his
martinied luncheon guest, confident that everything was going just as
he'd planned. He thought of young Karen Smith's luscious, rounded ass
and what it was going to be like worming his big cock into the hot, wet
pussy hole up between her beautiful legs for the first time. Then, he
said: "Nothing fantastic about it, Steve. These days, the swap is the
'in' thing. I know with Barb, she'd go bananas if she thought she had to
put up with a steady diet of me in the sack."

"Christ ...!" Steve blurted for the dozenth time. "Y-You really mean it,
too! I can see it in your face ...!"

"Hell yes, man! Of course I mean it! Come to the pool party Friday night
and see for yourself. And don't worry, no one's going to try and talk
you into anything. But if you want to join the circle, you'll be
welcomed ..."

"Y-You mean ... Barb would go to bed with me ... if I asked her ... and
you wouldn't get sore?" Steve finally asked the question foremost in his
mind for the past thirty minutes.

"Hell yes, she'd love to let you fuck her, man! Talks about it all the
time ... and don't worry about me getting uptight. Like I told you,
that's kid stuff ..."

"S-She talks about going to bed with me ... all the time?" Steve Smith
questioned in a thickening, incredulous voice.

"Like you were the great white hope ... but look, don't just take my
word for it. Tell you what, let's go out to the house and you can hear
it from her own sexy lips! What do you say ...?"

Steve groaned out a baker's dozen of blurted 'Christs'! It was crazy ...
absolutely unbelievable ... but he had to know for sure! Imagine, their
gorgeous next door neighbor, Barb Keller wanting him to fuck her ... and
damn, how he wanted to! But Karen ... shit, she'd never go along with it
... just wasn't made that way! Too much of a frigging prude if he wanted
to get right down to the bare fact ...!

"Well, man ...?" Don pressed.

Steve pushed back from the table. "Lead on, neighbor!" he drunkenly
answered. "I'm right behind you ...!"

*     *     *

Barbara's lustfully fanned desire had reached a familiar boil in her
naked little belly and insatiable loins. She felt her skilled vaginal
muscles hotly clutching and releasing of their own volition in the
craving depths of her wetly seeping cuntal sheath, sensing the warm
dampness saturating the throbbing area between her legs. Still, she
wasn't ready to give up the obscene delight which her younger neighbor's
delicious, moist cunt was bringing her, and as she thrust her tongue
deeply up into Karen's now hungrily grasping pussy hole, she slowly
arose to her knees, spreading them to climb upside down over the blonde
young neighbor girl's exquisitely curved nakedness.

Barbara heard the other's whimper beneath her as she positioned herself
so that her exposed cunt and widespread buttocks were directly over
Karen's face in the lewdly familiar '69' stance. Temporarily, the
dark-haired woman was contented to wait and see, which she did as she
unceasingly continued to tongue fuck the blonde beauty's feverishly
flooded cuntal flesh ...!

To Karen, the sensual display of Barbara's dark, curl-lined cunt lips
moistly offered to her a tongue's length away was a wildly exciting
sight. She knew what was expected of her and what she wanted to do, but
she was still drawing shuddering breaths, no longer certain whether she
had cum or was cumming; she had climaxed so many times. Earth trembling
sensations spiraled constantly through her pleasure racked body until
they became a continuous flow without interruption, sapping the very
strength from her erotically tremoring curves! Her heart pounded in her
chest, her mind seeming to float on a cloud of fluffy white bliss,
nothing else in the world mattering ...!

The huge German shepherd, Satyr, had watched the naked white bodies
squirmingly melt together on the bed with mounting interest. His trained
animal instincts made him keenly aware of what they were doing and the
bodily sensations that came of it, but his fury and mistrust of his new
mistress had held him from joining them. Now, as he saw the pretty
Barbara crawl up on hands and knees over the golden-haired Karen, her
face buried between his mistress' widely yawning legs, his eyes leveled
on the dark haired girl's smoothly rounded upraised buttocks. It was
almost as if their nakedly spread beauty were calling out his name. The
scent of the hot liquid heat growing between the thighs of both the
naked young housewives suddenly filled his nostrils to stir new life in
his always eager loins as he arose to his feet and moved pantingly
toward the bed ...

Both girls felt the weight of his presence interrupting their lurid
entrancement, but only Karen saw his handsome, loving animal face above
her own! His long nose moved in close to sniff at Barbara's moistly
exposed sexual genitals, its black, wet tip actually touching her dark
haired neighbor's tiny puckered anal lips!

"Ooooooh God ... is that who I think it is?" Barbara gasped, her mouth
breaking contact with Karen's wetly raging pussy for the first time
since she'd begun to tongue her, the brief let up allowing the younger
wife to draw a slow, long needed breath.

"I-It's Satyr ... his nose!" Karen partially gasped, her heart filling
immediately at the sight of him. "Was it cold ...?"

"Like an ice cube!" Barbara exclaimed with a small passionate shudder
that Karen felt and understood. "H-He's sniffing my asshole ... isn't he
...?"

"Y-Yes!" Karen replied, feeling her excitement lewdly mounting at the
absolutely spectacular view she was going to have from beneath, of the
dog's cock fucking up into her girlfriend's wetly waiting vaginal slit.
"I think ... he intends to ... to fuck you, Darling. T-That's the way he
begins ... by smelling and licking between yours legs, then ...!"

Karen never got it out of her mouth before Barbara felt his long, thick
tongue once again snaking wetly up into her seethingly fired loins! She
trembled beneath its washing heat laving between the widespread cheeks
of her nakedly upraised buttocks, then engulfing and splaying open the
fluid flesh of her erotically fired pussy! It teased with hotly curling
flicks down over the palpitating bud of her tiny clitoris, wildly
increasing the intensity of her lustful desire!

"Ohhhhh God ... reach up and guide his cock into me, Karen!" Barbara
lewdly cried back. "I've got to have it ... got tooooo ...!"

Karen tilted her head backward to see if it was yet in sight. It wasn't,
and lovingly she reached back and up to gently grasp its fleshy sheath
with her fingertips, feeling the thickening hardness growing excitedly
inside it! While she began to coo, the soft sounds she thought pleased
him, she tenderly massaged his heavy animal cock, eagerly watching for
the first peeking out of its sleek scarlet beauty!

"Oh lover, don't be angry with Karen," she whispered up at him. "She
loves you ... and she'll never try to tie you up again! Please, Baby ...
come down and give me a kiss ...!

But he didn't. Instead, his cone-shaped rod of hardness suddenly emerged
from its sleeve of soft, hairy belly flesh like a red hot branding iron,
glistening wet and dangling inches away from his excited mistress'
longing lips. And then, he was mounting the slavishly kneeling Barbara
from behind, working in close on his hind legs above Karen's face, his
huge cock dancingly sparkling like a freshly painted beveled-tipped
flagpole which grew even more massive as it neared its thick, scarlet
base ...

"Do it, Karen! Please ... help him get it into me!" Barbara feverishly
begged, her widespread, up-thrusted buttocks obscenely undulating
backwards in search of the hardened spear of animal flesh to fill her
sizzling, wet vaginal passage! She tried to look back, then down between
her legs to watch, but all she could see were the swollen mounds of
Karen's rounded, white tits! Then, she found the mirror above Don's
dresser reflecting it all and saw Karen's little hand guiding the heavy
rod of animal hardness pointedly toward the pink wetness of her inflamed
little cuntal passage!

She felt Satyr's strong forelegs grip tightly around her naked hips and
waist, then sensed the first searing contact of his moistened tipped
cock with her hungrily clasping pussy mouth!

"Now, Barb ... now! He's going to fuck you!" Karen lasciviously
exclaimed. "Hold tight, Darling! He's going to bring you more delight
then you ever imagined! Hump forward and fuck her, Satyr! Fuck her good
... like you did me ...!"

*     *     *

Those absolutely obscene words bounced off the stunned pair of husband's
eardrums as they stood in the bedroom doorway gaping through widely
disbelieving eyes at the lewd three-way orgy unfolding on the massive
bed. Steve felt that his knees were going to buckle, but Don's strong
hand clutching beneath one arm was support enough! His head swam in a
gin haze, nothing else than utter shock overwhelming him at the precise
moment! C-Christ! Could ... was that his young nave wife, Karen, lying
there as naked as a whore ... and ... and tonguing a dog's balls while
it fucked into ... into Barbara ...? It was ... Satyr ... as sure as
hell, fucking Barbara from behind like a goddamned female bitch in heat
... and Karen was licking his balls ... even his cock, as it slithered
wetly out on the outstroke!

"Sweet pussy!" Don Keller hissingly exclaimed beside him, but with no
anger in his voice. "I've seen a lot of things ... wild and obscene ...
even been a part of them, but this ... this is the first of its kind,
Steve! Those girls are right out of their gourds ... about as happy as
you can get!"

Steve Smith craned his neck to gape in numbed wonder at his friend's
half smiling face. Jumping Christ! Maybe, he was wrong and they were all
right! Because, Don wasn't anywhere near ready to flip his lid at the
shocking sight taking place right there on the bed in front of them! He
wasn't ... even though Satyr was fucking his wife like she was a
goddamned bitch animal ... while his own sweet young wife, Karen, licked
the bastard's cock and balls ... it was more than she'd ever tried to do
for him ...!

"Come on, Steve, get a grip on yourself!" Don whispered, clutching at
his arm. "I know how it's hitting you ... and this is where we separate
the men from the boys ...!"

"But Christ ... a goddamned dog, Don ...?"

"Better than some sonofabitch of a friend you've always hated fucking
your wife, buddy" his neighbor snapped back at him. "Besides, by the
looks of how that goddamned brute is doing the job we can both take a
few lessons from him! Look at the way he's fucking into my wife's cunt!
Like a frigging trip hammer! Sweet pussy ...!"

Satyr saw the intruders first, an immediate sense of wariness causing
him to tense and suddenly come to a complete halt in his mating. Though
he recognized both men as friends, instinctively the big animal knew a
guilt feeling, and before either of the lust-incited girls realized what
was happening the German shepherd had pulled his length of thick
hardness from Barbara's luridly undulating loins and leaped over Karen
to the floor ...

"Satyr! What's the matter ...?" the younger, naked wife called after him
as he slunk toward the corner ... and then, she too, saw them ...!

"Oh God! Where did he go with that beautiful cock?" Barbara lewdly
gasped out, suddenly feeling the squirming lovely body beneath her
struggling as if to push her away. "What's wrong, Karen ...?"

"Oh! Oh, my God ... look!" the younger girl moaningly exclaimed as she
worked herself from beneath Barbara's obscenely positioned nakedness,
hunching and crossing her arms as if to shamefully hide her own nudity.

"Damn ... couldn't you two have timed it just a little bit better?"
Barbara directed with an irate tremor in her tone at the pair of
husbands filling the opened doorway. "You just knocked a fired-up girl
out of getting what was going to be one hell of a fucking!"

Neither Karen or Steve, who still was being supported by Don Keller's
strong hand under his arm, could believe the unabashed casualness of
Barbara's words as she worked herself around into a sitting position to
face them, making no effort to conceal her voluptuously exposed body.
Then, Don laughed, and Karen, shivering from shock, wondered if she
wasn't going to faint!

"You'll just have to accept our apologies, Hon," the tall and broad
realtor said, continuing to smile as he took his hand from Steve and
walked into the room. "Though I didn't expect you to be knitting, I
hardly considered this to be the way you spent your afternoons ..."

"Look, you've scared him," the carelessly sitting brunette said as she
folded her shapely legs Indian fashion, still facing the doorway where
Steve stood gaping in disbelief. "Come here, Satyr darling ... don't be
afraid. No one's going to hurt you ..."

Through his martini glaze, Steve ogled the cock-throbbing sight of her
sitting there unblushingly on the bed with nothing displayed except her
thrusting white tits, their little hardened nipples like a pair of
cherries, and the saucy dark, hair-fringed area of her loins, the pink
slash of wet vertical cunt flesh separating her fleshy pussy-lips
staring right back at him! That was all ... nothing more than that ...
and he was going to blow his fucking mind!

Somehow, he tore his straining eyes from her to center them on his own
wife, Karen, who was ridiculously managing to wind her arms and legs
around herself to conceal her precious intimacies, that in itself
enraging him! The bitch! She had! She'd been licking the frigging dog's
balls and cock from below while it fucked into Barbara! Christ almighty
... he'd never even known her! The goddamned mutt had fucked her, too!
He'd heard her say it when they first came in! Oh shit, this was it, all
right, the windup of everything for them ... but not before he was
finished with her!

He started forward with a stagger, caught himself, and proceeded to come
up beside his friend who was standing beside the bed and smiling as he
looked down at them. Steve saw his wife's long blonde hair draped over
her white, satiny body as she hung her head, and the urge to brutally
wind his hand in it, then drag her from the bed was almost overwhelming
...!

"Keep your cool, Steve!" Don said, holding out a restraining arm before
him, almost as if he could read his thoughts. "Remember what I said
about separating the men from the boys. No kid stuff, eh?"

Steve tightly swallowed and looked into the calmed eyes of his new
friend. Okay, maybe it was nuts ... or maybe it was the martinis ... or
maybe he was just wildly dreaming ... but he nodded his numbed head in
agreement, then saw that Karen was quietly sobbing. Goddamn, he wished
he could feel for her ... understand, but he couldn't ... and then, he
realized that Don had gone to a closet and was tossing a nglige down
in front of Karen.

"Put it on, Honey, and come on with me. Don's going to fix you a good
stiff drink. I think you need it," his neighbor said in almost
commanding tones. "Come on, put it on ... and don't worry ...
everything's going to be all right."

Karen slowly raised her tear-dampened face to look up at him, his
reassuring smile a desperately needed gesture. With a minimum of
exposure, she picked up and flung the wrap around her shoulders, then
carefully eased from the bed, avoiding the blazing eyes of Steve
throughout the effort. She hardly knew what was going to happen, what
was to come of it all, but at that moment she saw in Don Keller a much
needed, understanding friend ...!

"Look, it's fine for you two to burst in here with your damned
apologies," Barbara said, "and for you to nobly look after Karen, my
sweet husband ... but what about me? To be trite ... Barb's hotter than
a pistol!"

The onyx-eyed girl glared at her husband with a put-on expression,
knowing exactly what was happening, but trying to play her role without
over doing it.

"I leave you Steve, Darling ... the man whose name you've been
whimpering out in your sleep for the past two weeks," Don said with a
smile at his wife, suddenly catching Karen by the arm and whisking her
out of the room ...!

The slender, hazel-eyed insurance salesman could only gape after their
disappearing forms, his wife's curvaceous body provocatively visible
through the diaphanous, near floor length covering as Don Keller -guided
her from the room. Then, he jerkingly turned to look down at the
beautiful naked creature on the bed who had lain herself back in a
sprawled position, looking up at him with sparkling dark eyes between
widespread, sensuously bent outward legs. Her stunning face smiled, and
there was the knowledge of the ages in her scintillating eyes!

"Let's not play at nonsense, Darling!" she half-whispered in her throaty
voice. "I need you badly ... and now, right now!" Strip, Baby ... and
bring your hard cock up here for me to kiss first! Then, we're going to
fuck ... just you and me, Lover ... fuck and fuck and fuck! Hurry ...
get naked for Barbie ...!"

For a moment he stood there staring down at her, hardly believing his
eyes or ears, and then he choked out a raspy sound. "Christ!" the
lust-fired young husband swore as he began to pull at his clothing.

"Hurry! Hurry! I need your cock, Lover!" Barbara lewdly taunted, raising
her buttocks and loins to obscenely undulate them before him, surges of
searing passion razing her at the thought of finally getting this
gentle, younger man into bed with her! "No ... no! Bring it up here to
me, first, Darling! I've got to kiss it ...!"

Christ, it was going to break once she touched it, Steve frantically
thought! It'd shatter, sure as hell ... but it didn't! He kneed onto the
bed, his long, thick cock poling and wagging in its foreskinned hardness
... kneed his way until he reached where she'd raised to her elbows!

"Oh, Steve ... Doll ... it's a beauty!" Barbara hissed, grasping its
solid thickness at its base and licking with her tiny tongue tip at the
slowly escaping drops of seminal fluid at its purple-headed slit.
"Mmmmmmm ... mmmmm ...!"

Then it was in her mouth! She was sucking it, Steve realized as he gaped
down to see her tongue-moistened lips suddenly slip over its
blood-engorged head and tightly clamp behind it, her tiny tongue
swirling inside in a motion that was enough to make him cum like a river
...! Christ, he'd never had anything like this ...!

"Now, Baby ... crawl between my legs and fuck me with it!" she lewdly
prodded. "Fuck me like the beautiful daddy I know you are ... like I've
dreamed about, Steve lover! Oooohhh ... Barbara needs your handsome cock
in her hot cunt ...!"

Oh, motherfuck ... he was going to lose his mind completely, Steve
Smith's hazed brain swirled as he crawled between the breathtaking legs
of the beautifully naked wife of his neighbor and buddy whose words and
hotly sucking mouth sent burning waves of lust charging through him! He
felt her hand reach down to grasp his cock and draw its heavily
pulsating head through the warm wet heat between her excitedly flushed
cunt lips ... finally seating it at the mouth of her already greedily
nibbling vagina ...!

"Now, Lover, shove it all the way up into mama's hot little pussy!"
Barbara gasped up into his face, her arms wrapped around his back to
crush his chest tightly against the soft yielding mounds of her
nipple-hardened breasts. Her long trim legs curled up and over his hips,
heels digging into his lean buttocks as she hungrily thrust her
smoldering loins up at him with wanton lewdness. "Give it to me good
now! Fuck me, Steve darling! Ooohhh ... yessss ...!"

Steve lunged into her, his brain spinning as her fluid heat clasped his
lengthy cock like a warmly resisting, velvet stocking! He choked out a
slackened-mouthed grunt and began to pump vigorously up into her
greedily swallowing pussy channel, long, urgent strokes that filled her
receptive cunt to greater and greater depths!

Christ, he couldn't believe it! He was actually fucking his beautiful
neighbor, Barb Keller ... right in her own house ... on the biggest
goddamned bed he'd ever seen in his life ... and her husband was there
... somewhere ... with his own wife, Karen ... the dog-cock licking
little bitch! Shit ... oh shit! Beneath him, Barbara's luscious, curved
body quivered and trembled, her pebble-hard nipples digging into his
chest with a pointed, erect pressure! Her soft, hot belly ground against
his and her smooth thighs clamped and unclamped, holding and releasing
him as the eagerly clasping inner-muscles of her cunt-passage sucked and
pulled like a warm wet vacuum at his excitedly racing cock, the swirling
pressure rapidly mounting in his balls and groin below!

"Oh ... oh, Christ!" he groaned to the furious milking of her vagina
squeezing and sucking at the full length of his thickly throbbing rod of
hardness. "Barb! It's ... it's ...!"

"Ahhhh, you're wonderful, Lover!" Barbara's tremorous words cut him
short. "Mmmmmm ... fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she gasped over and over
as she strained and writhed beneath him. "Give it to me ... balls and
all, Love ...!"

Her lust-glazed face rolled from side to side. Marks appeared on her
lips where she'd bit them, and every so often her panting mouth came
against his, her small white teeth nipping into him! She sucked his
tongue, then flicked her own tiny one into his mouth, gasping hot
breaths into his throat!

"Goddamn ... oohhh!" Steve swore and grunted, actually drooling but
unaware of it. "I got to, Barb! Fuck ... my cock ... it's going to
cuummm ..." he warned, unceasingly pounding his heavily swollen hardness
deep up into her heaving little belly with long, hammering strokes!

"Oh no! Damn, not yet, Lover! We've just begun ...!" Barbara whined in
quickly growing frustration. "You ... you can't mean it ...?" But he
did, she frantically realized, her sympathy suddenly going out to Karen!
"A-All right, Daddy, but ... but if you think this is where you get off,
you caught the wrong train ...!"

Steve hardly heard a word she'd groaned out at him. He could feel the
hot, white sperm amassed in the reservoir of his throbbing balls
churning as they beat a tattoo against her naked, upturned ass! He
thrust his salivated tongue almost to her throat and with harshly
kneading hands, clutched the fleshy cheeks of her widespread buttocks
hard up against his battering pelvis, slamming his now wildly spewing
cock deep into her unresisting cunt!

"Unnhhh ... Goddd ... fill me, my little fuzzy bunny with your big cock!
Pump your hot cum into me!" Barbara uncontrollably urged him at the
first feel of his scalding jets of semen. After all, this was only the
beginning, she wildly reasoned to the passionate delights taking place
inside her seething belly and loins as the turgid, pulsating head of his
deeply sunk cock suddenly flared into a hugeness that threatened to
mangle her inner organs! It continued to squirt! She could feel his
scalding, white jism shooting into her with the force of molten fire,
sloshing around in her quivering belly like a pool of boiling hot lava!

Damn, how she wished she could cum with him, but she couldn't ... not
yet ... he'd been too quick for her ... poor Karen ... no wonder,
Barbara thought behind tightly closed eyes as he continued to shoot into
her ... And then, trembling, he relaxed on top of her while she held
him. Finally, he rolled partially off but she wouldn't let free of him,
even after his deflating cock slid out of her still clasping pussy.
Instead, she cradled him there between her widespread thighs, drawing
his head down to rest against her full, swollen breasts. Like Satyr, he
needed considerable training, and he was going to get it before this
session was finished ...!

Satyr, still slinking in his vantage corner, had watched their mating
with an uneasy feeling gnawing inside him. The brief moment of guilt he
had known had quickly left him with the rapid progress of events. The
man called Don had taken his mistress somewhere, and the pretty Barbara
had decided to mate with Steve rather than him. Now, he felt neglected,
unwanted, perhaps unneeded, and this angered him. Somehow, he felt, it
was all Karen's fault ... just as she had tried to tie him with the
terrible rope. He sensed a deep growl of anger building in the depths of
his throat and arose to his feet. Where was she, his new mistress? Why
had she done these things to him ...?

*     *     *

"Here, drink this, Honey. It'll put the zip back into those sexy
curves," Don said with a grin, handing Karen a milkish looking
concoction he'd blended at their small bar.

She sat on a sofa, Barbara's pale-green nglige wrapped tightly around
her naked, still tremoring body, well aware that its see-throughness
could be more inciting then nakedness itself, but at least she wasn't
completely exposed before him. "Wh-What is it?" she questioned, taking
the drink and looking up at him.

"Absinthe ... good for what ails you, Baby," he replied, one in his own
hand as he sat down close beside her. "Drink it."

Karen did, sipping first to sample it and immediately liking its smooth
licorice taste. God, she needed something, all right, she thought,
drinking heavily from the glass. Then: "Oh Don ... what can I say? And
what's going to happen from it all ...?"

"Come on now, don't go weepy on me again," her handsome, athletic
neighbor said, reassuringly slipping his arm around her slender waist
and snuggling her against him. "What the hell's to say? You girls
haven't murdered anyone. So you were sharing a little hot sex. You're
not the first two dolls to do that ... and like I told Steve, better
that you were using a friendly dog than getting yourself fucked silly by
some sonofabitch whom he always thought was a friend. Don't worry,
nothing bad's going to come out of it ... I can promise you that."

"Oh Don ... you make me feel so much better," Karen sighed, hardly
conscious of his big hand gently caressing the soft flesh of her waist
through the sheer material, nor of its slow upward ascent toward her
breast. "It ... it never would've happened had Steve been what ... what
he should have."

"How do you mean that, Karen ... in bed ... fucking?" Don softly
questioned, using the lewd word to assist the mild aphrodisiac she was
drinking in easing her back into the right frame of mind. "What does he
do, cum in you too quick?"

The distraught young wife couldn't deny the sensuous tingle his use of
the graphic four-letter word sent rippling through her. She didn't look
at him, only nodded her head, then lifted the glass and drained it. She
heard his little laugh at the same moment that she felt his big hand
warmly smooth over and cup her nearly naked, still swollen breast. A
shudder of confused sensations brushed the exposed nerve-ends of Karen's
flesh at the contact, the urge to stand and slip out of his embrace only
prevented by his words.

"I'll wager that he'll be shortly cured of that flustrating habit, Baby
... or I don't know my wife Barbara."

"Wh-What do you mean, Don ... that they're doing something ...?" Karen
managed, even knowing as she said it that they undoubtedly were, and
that she'd simply been refusing to think about it!

"Well, I'd surmise that at the very least, they're fucking," he luridly
suggested. "Probably with a little sucking thrown in. And I guarantee
you when Barb finishes with him, he'll be an astute performer, Angel.
She won't take no for an answer, and she's the greatest fuck teacher in
the world ... next to her loving husband ..."

With that, he sat up, half-facing her and attempted to draw her to him,
his other big hand slipping inside the loose nglige to hotly spread
over her naked, resilient breast.

"Please, Don ... don't ...!" Karen squirmed, straining her small hands
against his strong chest. "Let's not make matters worse ...!"

He didn't relinquish his hold, only stared at her in irritated surprise.
"What the hell!" he hissed. "You've got to be kidding, Baby! Here, your
husband's in my bedroom fucking my wife ... and after I find you licking
a dog's balls you're suddenly going to turn pious on me!" He jerked her
crushingly against him and kissed her not unreceptive lips, thrusting
his tongue into her mouth to find her own. She moaned against him,
letting, her tiny tongue begin to wetly embrace his while he clutched
and kneaded the yielding mound of hardened, nipple-tipped flesh in his
hand. She was gasping when he raised his head and rasped: "Karen baby,
I've had my heart set on fucking that sweet little pussy-hole up between
your lovely thighs ever since I laid eyes on your beautiful ass two
weeks ago ... and just about nothing short of the end of the world is
going to stop me! You hear me, Doll? Do you?"

"Y-Yes ... yess!" Karen gasped, her hands uncontrollably slipping around
his neck to clutch at the back of his head, her re-aroused excitement
leading her lips to seek his in an open, wet tonguing kiss. "God yesss,
I want you to, Darling! If they can, why can't we?"

"To hell with them, Baby! I would've done it anyway ... even if I had to
rape you!"

"Ooohhhh ... Lover ... where ... how will we do it ...?" Karen whispered
between kisses she was suddenly planting all over his face.

"On the same fucking bed with them! Where else?" Don Keller luridly
answered, taking her by the hand. "That's what it was built for ...!"


Chapter 9


Satyr had quickly found Karen, watching her and the man called Don
holding onto each other. They didn't see him because he had remained in
the shadows of the hallway ... and then, he had heard her softly cooing
in the tone she used with him, an unknown feeling of envy tensing his
muscles. She had forgotten about him, just as had the pretty Barbara,
but he had not forgotten her, nor the way she had tied him with the
rope. A sadness, as well as bitterness filled his powerful body ... but
then they were coming toward the hall and he silently dodged in through
an open doorway until they passed ...

Though she'd expected to see something of a similar nature when Don led
her back into the bedroom, Karen was nevertheless awed by the sight of
her husband's stripped, slender frame cradled between Barbara's
widespread thighs, her beautiful face twisted in lustful joy as Steve
fucked his thick lengthy cock deep into the hair-fringed pinkness of her
wetly clasping pussy!

"Now just look at that, Baby?" Don goaded, his hand slipping around her
to smooth over the softly rounded mounds of her slightly trembling
buttocks the wispy nglige veiled. "You tell me they aren't loving
smacking their naked bellies together like that?"

Karen couldn't speak with the complexity of emotions filling her. Love,
jealousy, anger, desire, all were creating the turmoil in her nervously
throbbing stomach! Steve ... she could hardly believe it ... yet, why
not? Was he any less human than she ...? God, she'd never seen him make
love so beautifully ... and the way he had her girlfriend's whole body
twitching and writhing like a whore beneath him ...!

"Now you can shed that nglige, Karen doll, and climb onto the bed to
watch, while big daddy rips these clothes off! Then, we'll give you some
cock of your own to play with!"

His lewdly promising words were additional little spurs of lewdness to
incite her passion, and obediently, Karen did exactly what he said,
neither of the two lovers paying her the slightest attention as she
kneed her way close to watch. They were soul-kissing, with Barb's arms
locked passionately around Steve's neck, her long shapely legs locked
tightly up over his back, their naked bodies straining and pumping,
slapping with hollow, fleshy smacking sounds against one another. Oh
God, the sight of it ... them writhing nudely together ... it was
obscenely breathtaking! She'd never watched a man fucking a woman
before! She heard Barbara moaning incessantly into the moistness of his
mouth, knowing that her husband's tongue had to be thrust almost to the
dark-haired girl's throat! Low hums of animalish desire were bubbling in
little torrents from deep in Barbara's chest as her neck strained and
her nostrils flared, a light film of perspiration covering her
smooth-skinned forehead.

"Aahhh yess, Steve lover ... now you've got the hang of it!" Barbara
choked. "Fuck it hard! Hard, Doll! Th-This time we're going to ... to
make Barbie take off like a rocket!"

Karen enviously stared, unable to keep the embitterment from her mind as
she realized that never in their married life had he fucked her, his own
wife, with such wild, unbridled passion. She saw his hands slip under
the white, rounded ovals of Barbara's tautly grinding ass-cheeks pulling
them up tighter to him while he rammed his glistening hard cock forward
into her with all the strength of his hips and thighs. Wildly, Barbara
drew her legs back farther so that he could drive deeper into her! Karen
could see the flushed pink folds of her wet vaginal flesh clinging
desperately to his cock as it pistoned rapidly in and out of her,
squeezing tightly around his swollen hardness, the sight maddeningly
firing her own lustful craving ...!

"Now, for our little party, Baby!" Don Keller's voice came down to her
and Karen turned to see him standing next to the bed in his athletic
nakedness, his long, thick cock spearing out from his hairy loins in its
awesome, foreskinned hardness! God! It was something to behold, all
right ... and yes, her girlfriend was right, it was bigger than Steve's!
His heavy balls hung bloatedly at its husky base between his thighs, and
for the first time, Karen saw the lechery in his handsome eyes. He was
grinning as he began to lewdly stroke the thick outer layer of skin back
and forth over its moistened, bulbous head, thrusting his hips and
pelvis obscenely forward. "Are you ready to take this little gem, up
between those beautiful thighs of yours, Honey?"

"God, Don ...! I-I don't know ... it's enough to frighten a girl," Karen
excitedly whispered, unable to take her eyes off its portentous size as
he proudly chuckled.

"Well get acquainted with it, pussy-girl," he rasped, continuing to
massage its long, thick length. "Come on ... take it in your hand and
give it a sweet kiss ...!"

Fiery little charges rippled through Karen's sensually alive curves. She
had never held another man's cock, let alone kissed one ... not even
Steve's! But she had touched her tongue to Satyr's ...! Something
dynamic impelled her to move on her knees toward the edge of the huge,
rounded bed where he stood, some two-yards from their frantically
groaning spouses. She reached out and gently grasped it, the heated feel
of his solid hardness like a firebrand in her small hand! Then, not
letting herself stop, the trembling blonde wife leaned close to kiss its
tip, pressing back its heavy foreskin before licking away the seeping
white drops of piquant moisture from the dimpled split at the tip,
finally laving her moist, warm tongue eagerly over the hot, rubbery
smoothness of its massive head!

"Hot fuck!" Don Keller luridly exclaimed at the sensuous contact of her
soft, lush lips and tongue with his throbbing cock. "You're going to be
a better fuck than I ever imagined, Doll-baby! I can tell right now that
you've got a real penchant for cock! Get back on the bed. Big daddy's
going to let you ride the horsie, little girl ...!"

Karen did, never hesitant, but still more or less tongue-tied, the warm,
masculine taste of his lust-inciting cock-secretion wildly inflaming
her. She hadn't quite understood what he wanted her to do ... 'ride the
horsie' ... and she waited, watching as he dropped onto his back, his
long rod of thick hardness towering ceilingward. Then, she knew!

"Oh Don, I can't take it that way at first!" she shied, her long blonde
hair and full thrusting breasts waggling as she shook her head. "It's
... it's too big!"

"Come on, pussy-girl, get up here over daddy, before he gets angry and
spanks that luscious ass of yours to a rosy glow!"

He was warmly grinning at her, but there was an almost, sadistic little
gleam in his handsome eyes too, which Karen decided to ignore as she
climbed wantonly over him, resting on her knees with her simmering loins
poised above his heavy, swollen-veined hardness! "Th-There!" she gasped.
"Now ...?"

"Well Christ, reach down between your legs and put it in, Baby!" Don
rasped. "Get the fucking thing into your cunt before I blow a fuse, will
you?"

God ... only once had she ever taken Steve this way, Karen remembered in
frenetic excitement, reaching down to gasp the solid, stone hard rod to
part the soft resilient pubic hairs and draw its smooth rubbery head
through the sensitized flesh of her pink, wet cunt, placing it at the
frightened mouth of her seething young vagina. And that one time ...
god, she couldn't remember how it had been ... not now with Don Keller's
handsome cock about to fuck deep up into her stomach ...!

And it did! ... an unexpected, piercing stab of his mushroom-headed
hardness, expanding the tight, elastic-like mouth of her moistly ready
pussy with a furious thrust that whipped her breath away! He lunged his
hips upward, at the same time grasping her hips and forcing her down
onto his heavily impaling cock with sadistic delight! She might have
cried out, but the naked, rounded-eyed wife was struggling first to
regain her breath ...!

The fact that she didn't both surprised and left Don Keller with a
feeling of disappointment. He loved to hear them squeal like speared
pigs when he first rammed into them ... and not even Barb could take him
this way at first without begging, or trying to shake it out of her!
Shit ...! He'd felt it bursting into her, his inflated, spongy cock-head
reaming the soft, searing walls of her inner vagina and battering all
the way up against her cervix! Still, she'd never made a sound or
struggled to get it out of her! The luscious little bitch, she was
something else ...!

Oh damn ...! She wouldn't cry out ... she just wouldn't, Karen painfully
vowed, determined to weather the shocking agony of his hugeness
threatening to split wide the excruciatingly stretched channel between
her widespread thighs! If-If his wife, Barb, could take all of him up
inside her, so could she ... and she'd never give her own husband,
Steve, next to them the pleasure of hearing her wince in pain from
another man's cock! But God ... it was so big ... and hard ... and hot
... and wonderful ...!

Bitch, Don thought in lustful amazement! Beautiful fucking bitch! He
grasped her slender waist tighter just above the arch of her white,
roundly curved hips and began to bounce her up and down on his loins,
sadistically enjoying the sight of her voluptuously thrusting breasts
jiggling and swaying erotically before him. He could hear her breathing
increasing as he lifted his hips in rhythm to drive his heavily
pulsating cock farther and farther up into the burning hole of her wetly
clasping vagina to the far hidden depths of her soft little belly!

"Feel good, fucking into you like this, Baby?" he grunted up at her, the
sight of her long blonde hair draped over her sloping shoulders, her
dancing, pink-nippled tits, the entire, mind-bending sight of her
voluptuously curved young body as she began to ride his aching cock like
a golden goddess, about to rip him apart!

"Ooohhh yesss ... now it is ... but -- but at first ... it hurt," Karen
hissed, looking down at him in mounting, glazed eyed passion. At the
same moment, she clenched her anal and vaginal muscles as tight together
as she could, fucking up and down his long, thick cock with the wanton
lewdness of a well trained whore. She could feel the heated fluid of her
desire spilling from the walls of her inner cunt as it warmly bathed his
hardness up inside her. She knew the pleasure she was bringing him from
the slackened, lust-driven expression on his handsome face.

Christ, her hotly sucking little cunt was swallowing up every fraction
of it with a tiny maddening massaging action that pulled right at the
lining of his balls, Don lustfully realized. How right he'd been about
her ... it was no frigging wonder Steve couldn't take care of her! She
was a human fucking machine! Wait until some of the other husbands
around the neighborhood got a taste of this! Hungrily, he reached up and
clutched at her erect, hardened-nippled breasts, the yielding, softly
resilient flesh oozing between his fingers like whitely flowing
marshmallows as she ground her delicious, rounded ass-cheeks up and down
with a wildly growing frenzy! Fuck, her tightly locked little pussy was
trying to eat him alive ...!

*     *     *

It wasn't that Steve was unaware of what else was taking place on the
huge, arena-sized bed and only some two feet away from them; it was the
incredible cock-training the gorgeous, naked creature beneath was giving
him! That's what she'd called it when he'd tried to crawl away the first
time he'd blown his balls in her. "Cock-training, that's what you need,
lover-boy, and that's what Barbie's going to give you! Now, you just get
up over me and let that darling limp thing dangle into Barbara's mouth
so she can suck it right back poker-stiff! Then, we'll carry on with the
lesson ...!"

Goddamn, he'd sat right on her soft, full tits, squashing them into her
chest while he looked down and watched her lick and suck his cock until
it was as hard as a sash-weight! Then, he'd climbed aboard again,
fucking into her already cum-filled cunt with determined new vigor,
bringing her to orgasm the first time in a matter of screaming minutes!
Still, his own climax he was able to control ... and that was his
secret, she'd said. "Just remember, my loveable cock-man, the first one
for you doesn't count! Now don't stop, Barbie still wants more ...!"

His frigging back ached and they were both coated with perspiration, but
Christ, he couldn't have stopped fucking her if his life depended on it!
He had to cum again ... release the now aching pressure building inside
him! Even as he hammered into the insatiable cunt beneath him, he stole
hateful glances at the unforgivable sight of Karen in her shameless
nakedness, obscenely straddling Don Keller's cock with her pussy and
fucking him like some two-bit slut! The bitch! He'd certainly never
really known her! She was about as much of a puritan as a Tijuana whore!
But he wasn't finished with her yet, damn her cock-eating little cunt
...!

"Come on, Honey, don't take your mind from your work!" Barbara gasped
beneath him. "Fuck it harder ... harder!"

Numbly, Steve responded, tearing his eyes from the agonizing sight of
his own wife getting fucked shitless not two yards away, and
concentrating on the unending task beneath him. It was as if nothing
could stop her race for another orgasm, and Steve fucked like a demon
between her widespread legs to help her attain it.

"Ahhh ... good, Lover ... good! Do more ... more ... shove your finger
up my ass! Please ... way up ...!" Barbara cried as he slipped his hands
beneath the wildly pumping cheeks of her buttocks and cupped them
tightly to him. He raised them higher off the bed, then reached to where
his cock was jack-hammering into the raging, liquid depths of her cunt.
He stretched the crevice of her ass wider, searching with the tip of his
middle, vaginal juice dampened finger for her anus.

A tiny rivulet of warm moisture had coated the smooth, widespread cleft,
moistening the tiny puckering hole. He pushed hard with the tip of it,
feeling it give almost reluctantly, then suddenly the tight, elastic
nether-ring opened before his pressure and his finger popped smoothly up
inside the, soft, rubbery channel, sliding in up to the first knuckle
joint. Her voluptuous body jerked forward in under him and she gasped
out her delight.

"Oh God ... it hurts ... but beautiful, Lover, beautiful! More ...
more!"

He thrust to the second joint, feeling her legs reflexively jerk out
into the air on either side of his hips! "How's that feel, teacher?" he
taunted.

"Damn ... wonderful ... wonderful! Wiggle it around inside my ass ...
and fuck my pussy harder with your cock, Lover!" she gasped, skewering
her lush buttocks back onto his lewdly embedded finger until it was
buried up inside all the way to the palm of his hand, and he began to
jiggle it fiendishly, rotating it around deep up inside the fleshy hot
depths of her greedily spasming rectum ...!

*     *     *

Satyr, having returned to his vantage point in the corner of the room,
had lain watching the whitely writhing bodies on the big bed with a
growing rage inside his powerful body. He had been completely neglected
and forgotten, unnecessary to Karen or the pretty Barbara now that they
had their own kind. He was meant to be used whenever they wanted him,
but not while they had their male humans. Even though his own ruttish
loins were fired with the natural need he had been trained for and that
they had taken advantage of, he was still supposed to lay there quietly.
He instinctively remembered the rope and a low growl rumbled angrily in
his throat ...

The sight of his mistress being pulled forward and down on top of the
man called Don beneath her caused him to pick up his ears. Human gasps
and moans registered in his keen ears, as did the potent aroma of their
heated sexual secretions. But it was Karen's smoothly rounded young
buttocks lifting high backup into the air behind her as she sprawled
over the man face to face that intrigued, excited his animal passion. He
could see the man's heavily hardened penis inserted half-way up inside
the soft, curl-fringed folds of his mistress' wetly clinging
love-crevice ... and above that, the small puckered circle that formed
her anal opening.

Both revenge and a warm, unexplainable feeling rushed through him as he
got to his feet, slowly beginning to move toward the bed, sensing his
hardened love-rod slipping intentionally from its furry concealment ...

*     *     *

Karen rubbed her tinglingly swollen breasts over and over Don Keller's
hard chest, lewdly licking his extended wet tongue as he clung to her,
smoothing his hot hands up and down the fire-filled flesh of her excited
body. His wonderful cock was still partially engulfed by her hotly
steaming cunt, neither of them having reached sensual delivery as yet
... and wanting to prolong it. God, how beautiful it was ... he was ...
and that was not to take anything from Steve! How much better, more
passionately, she could love him now than ever before ... and he, her!
She knew because she'd listened to his and Barb's limited words ... knew
that the sensual brunette had found his failing of cumming inside her
too soon and corrected it. But she couldn't shun the fear within her
that nothing could ever make what she was doing right inside Steve's
mind again. His was a double standard. All the same, she loved him,
probably always would and was ready to prove it ... but not before this
rapturous exercise was over ...

Karen raised her head at the sudden movement of the bed, looking toward
Steve and Barbara to see if he was suddenly coming at her! But he was a
long ways from that, still fucking wildly and plunging his finger into
Barb's eagerly upthrust rectum ...! Then, what was ...?

"Oh Satyr!" Karen tenderly breathed, twisting her head to see him behind
her, then feeling his hot, loving tongue licking upward through the
wide-spread crevice of her nakedly exposed buttocks. "No, Darling ...
you go back! Go back ...!" But, he didn't.

"Jesus Christ!" Don choked out, feeling the dog's tongue graze wetly
over what was exposed of his sensitively aching cock. "What was that?"

"Satyr. It's the way I'm on top of you with my naked buttocks up in the
air ..."

"You mean ... when he sees a human female ass in the air he figures he
has to take advantage of it?" Don questioned, looking up at her
beautiful face in amazement.

"Something like that ..." she managed to groan through her still growing
passion, "but don't blame him, my Aunt Janie is the one who must have
taught him ..."

Don Keller couldn't hold back the roaring sensations of lust that
suddenly sky-rocketed through him. He visualized it all in his mind
before he ever raised to his elbows. "Lift your ass up higher, Karen! Go
on, do it!" he said, reaching down and forcing her into the position
with his big hands. Then: "Come on, Satyr boy! Crawl up on her butt!
Let's double-fuck her together ...!"

At first, Karen's brow merely wrinkled in wonderment, then, when she
felt Satyr's strong forepaws on her hips and the soft fur of his belly
against her naked buttock cheeks, she knew that he'd mounted her! She
could only imagine what happened next with the beautiful animal ... his
massive, scarlet cock slipping from its furry sheath, dangling and
dancing somewhere close to her loins! But she was filled there ... there
wasn't any place ... except ...!

"God, Don what are you going to let him do to me?" she choked as he
caught at the hanging fullness of her swollen breasts and drew her down
against him.

"Keep your ass up in the air, pussy-girl! We're going to have a real
party!" Barbara's husband exclaimed in a lurid-toned voice. "If his cock
and balls were good enough to lick, you shouldn't mind him in a little
ass-fuck, Baby!"

It was seconds before his shocking words registered. Karen made a
furiously resentful struggle toward climbing off him and got no place.
His powerful arms were too much. "Don ... Don, my God! No, please ... he
has a huge penis! It'll tear me open back there ...!"

Don Keller couldn't restrain his sadistic laugh. "Baby," he said, "this
may be the highlight of your sex life. But I assure you, he won't tear
that little asshole, anymore than I split your beautiful, tight little
cunt! It's all in your mind! Besides, looking at this animal-guy, I
don't believe anyone could change his mind. So, why don't you just get
with it ... think what a wild cum you're going to have with both of us
fucking you at the same time!"

Steve saw and heard all that was happening to his helplessly held young
wife, but couldn't tear himself from the pleasureful mesmerization of
his brain-lusted fucking. He watched the goddamned German shepherd mount
her from behind, his unbelievable cone-shaped cock thrust forward with
no place for it to go but her sweet little asshole! He tried to
concentrate on the obscene spectacle, but couldn't! His finger locked
tightly up in Barb's rectum ... his cock hammering into her cunt ... her
whimpering gasps up into his face ... Christ,, he had all he could
handle ...!

"Oh ... oh Don ... Satyr!" Karen choked out, feeling the animal's
searing hardness trailing through the wide-spread crevice of her
vulnerably cringing buttocks as her neighbor's husband, Don's, cock
thrust paralyzingly up into her cunt from below! "Please ... Darlings
... don't hurt me ... don't ... don't ...!"

"Who's hurting you, Kitten?" Don lustfully whispered, increasing the
speed of his upthrusting hardness into her, almost blinding her with its
sensual pleasure. "Just hold tight ... right there ... he'll find it ...
or my name ain't ..."

Satyr did! Karen sensed its beveled, needle-like tip catch in suddenly
and worm just up inside the tiny dimple of her anal mouth! She sucked in
her breath, but hardly in time! There were no gentle motions from Satyr,
she remembered, as he humped forward again ... and again ... and again
... his huge, hardened cock grinding into the tiny, vainly resisting
mouth of her virginal little anal hole like an inhumanly driven stake!

A deep and angry growl from his powerful throat reached Karen as she
felt the tapered length of his massive penis fiercely stretching the
channel of her elastically yielding rectum, worming its way all the way
up into the hot, rubbery depths to probe heavily at her very bowels!

"Aauugghh!" the shocked young housewife uncontrollably gurgled to his
inhuman impalement, her head flailing helplessly from the stabbing pain
screeching through her naked, defenseless body! Lurching, she
desperately tried to shake the piercing lance of hardness from her
obscenely expanded nether hole, but her neighbor, Don's sadistically
clutching hands at her waist, along with the dog, Satyr's, own tightly
gripping forepaws, made that impossible! Again, the anger of the German
shepherd's deep growl filled her ears, until at last it dawned on Karen
that there was nothing to do but endure it ... both of them, dog and
man, fucking into both her forever stretched genital passages at the
same time ...!

From the beginning, along with her own pain-filled babbling from their
dual fucking, Karen heard both Don's lustful grunts and Satyr's growls
become deep-chested whimpers, as they both humped with spine-shattering
rhythm up into the intimate confines of her lewdly expanded vaginal and
rectal channels! Only the intensive flames of passion which Don's
earlier fucking had set wildly aglow in the hearth of her hotly raging
belly made it all bearable! And then, the pain began to lessen to a
hurtful blend of weird stimulation! She felt wetly saturated over the
entire area of her helplessly exposed buttocks and loins, a new
sensation of erotic mania creeping over her at the thought of being
fucked by a man she'd only known for two weeks, while her own aunt's pet
German shepherd sodomized her from behind!

Karen felt her animal-lover's burning, cone-shaped hardness rapidly
fucking into her back there, pushing the spongy, resilient flesh of her
widely stretching anal channel before it in soft, rubbery waves as it
plunged again and again all the way up into the hotly constricting
depths of her innocent belly! With a vengeance, it ground into the warm
naked softness between her lewdly upturned buttocks, his bloated
animal-balls slapping hard against the flushed, cock-stuffed lips of her
pussy below! She was absolutely impaled to the hilt on ravishing,
blood-swollen cock, masochistic sensations at the thought of her
helplessly kneeling body being so lewdly used beginning to charge
through her!

Moaning and whimpering in a crazed, intensely building passion, Karen
tried to move with their human-animal tempo, wishing there was some way
she could look back up between her wide-split thighs and watch their
lust-swollen cocks vanishing up inside her searing, wet holes, but she
could only mentally visualize, the mere thought of their luridly
unnatural coupling adding to the sensations filling her slaving young
body! She saw her ripely full breasts dancing beneath her, their tiny
hardened nipples occasionally grazing her neighbor's husband's chest,
while her flaxen-blonde hair flailed wildly in the air as she tossed her
head from side to side. Yes ... yes ... their huge cocks were growing
... ever growing inside the wetly inflamed passages leading up into her
helplessly quivering belly!

"Ooohhh ... ooohhh ... sweet lovers! Yesss ... fuck me ...! Fill me with
your hard cocks ...!" the lust-charged Karen frantically begged ...!

The utterly obscene troilism furiously raging on the bed beside them was
the final prod to carry Barbara toward the edge of the sensual, magic
carpet she'd been erotically floating on. While Steve heroically fucked
with his new-born cock and delighting finger into her omnivorously
inflamed cuntal and rectal passages, she twisted her head to watch ...
unaware that Karen's husband, slaving over her, was watching also, but
through incredulous, tear-filled eyes of confused jealousy!

He was- watching Don's big, thick cock fucking with fury up into the
pink wetness of his wife's insanely squirming, blonde-haired cunt, while
her goddamned Aunt Jane's dog pistoned in and out of her unbelievably
stretched asshole like a battering ram! Keller looked as if he were
going to blow his frigging lid ... lifting right off the bed with his
every upthrust, raising the lewdly spread mounds of Karen's naked ass up
to the lewd in and out fuckings of the rhythmically humping German
shepherd! Christ! In-and-out, the relentless animal-cock drubbed ... in
and out of her vulnerable little asshole with long savage strokes, the
two of them buffeting her like a life-sized, flesh colored rubber doll
back and forth between them! Goddamn ... and she looked as if she were
loving it ...!

Barbara covetously stared at the pair of glistening hard cocks racing
slipperily into her lovely younger neighbor's grotesquely expanded
rectum and cunt mouths. The sight of the frayed pink edges of her inner
cunt folds clinging tightly to her husband, Don's, heavy-veined cock on
the down-stroke, then disappearing back up inside again when he thrust
up between her full, white thighs salaciously fascinated her! But even
more lewdly firing was that of Satyr's thickly glistening hardness wetly
sucking back out of her asshole, sucking the tight coral ridges of her
clasping, soft rectal flesh out with it to also fluidly vanish back up
inside again when the handsome animal lunged back into her ...! Damn ...
oh damn ...!

"Now , Steve lover ! Oh God ... noowwww ... B-Barbara's cuummiinnggg
...!" the thrashing, dark-haired young housewife began to wail, bucking
her convulsing naked loins up onto his hammering length of throbbing
cock in a wild frenzied passion. "Ooooohhh ... cummiinnggg ...
cuuummiinnggg ... agghheeee!"

Steve held himself back, determined not to and knowing the secret now!
He pounded into the gasping, shuddering beauty beneath him as suddenly
she locked her ankles in a death-like grip up over his arduously
laboring back. Her arms hugged his neck, her open mouth smashing against
his, her tremoring body arching upward as she clung tightly to him! She
stopped moving, only hung there, quivering and jerking around him in a
pulsating rhythm that spilled her orgiastic fluids out around his still
straining cock, down the widespread crevice of her wide-split ass-cheeks
to soak his balls as they wedged hard against her tiny, hotly spasming
asshole ...

And then, she fell away from him, her full, white breasts heaving as she
sprawled back lifelessly to stare and pant up at him. "Oh ... oh Lover
... let's rest awhile ... you learn too fast ...!"

But Steve had no intentions of resting! He wasn't finished yet, and his
throbbing, stone-hard cock was aching like a swollenly inflamed tooth!
His brain whirled in a ginned-haze of vindictive bitterness at the sight
of the wife he'd loved so much wantonly giving her naked beauty to the
obscene combination fucking into her! Willingly, wantingly, whorishly
giving her ... his, yes his, precious curves of white loveliness like a
fucking bitch-slut! Damn her ... damn her ...!

Tears filled Steve's half-drunken eyes as he kneed up in front of
Karen's closed-eyed face, right above Don Keller's slackened one. He
caught his hand cruelly in her long blonde hair, winding it before he
jerked her head upward until she was looking at him with startled,
gaping blue-eyes!

"Suck it, you cunt!" he spat between clenched teeth. "Lick the cum and
Barb's pussy juice off it first ... then suck it right down your damned
little whorish throat! I'm going to blow my nuts in your mouth until you
choke on my jism!" Karen groaned, but not from the sight of him or what
he'd ordered her to do ... not even from the pain his hand was brutally
causing. It was the hateful expression on his face and in his voice
which tore at her heart! She saw the tears in his eyes and knew that she
loved him more than anything in the world ... but could she ever make
him believe that again ...? Oh God, she could try ... and right then, at
that very moment! It might be her last chance ever ...!

The sight of his familiar, long thick cock, even covered with its
glistening coat of wetness from his and their neighbor, Barbara's,
fucking, fired an unknown, loving desire feverishly within her! She felt
herself impassionedly squirming her vagina and rectum back onto Satyr's
tapered, thick hardness, then downward onto Don's rigidly pulsating rod
of cock-flesh, increased sensations of masochistic love boiling in her
steaming belly!

Steve painfully jerked her head forward toward his wetly thrusting cock
and she curled her fingers around its viscid wetness, sliding them back
along the hardened flesh to circle its base and cup his sperm-inflated
balls! Unhesitantly, she began to lick it as he'd ordered, the spicy
masculine taste of his cum and Barbara's vaginal secretions inciting her
all the more! She licked and licked, feeling her husband's lewd pelvic
jerking motions to her wetly caressing tongue, at the same time,
undulating her nakedly inflamed loins on the pleasure-bringing cocks
maddeningly fucking up between her wide-split young thighs!

"Suck it! Suck it! Christ ... suck it, Karen!" Steve shudderingly
choked, the tremor in his voice causing her heart to pound. Her eyes
ardently gleamed, she knew, as she slipped her eager mouth over the hot,
bulbous head and worked her curling tongue along the thick, sinewy
length of it, until her mouth was completely filled with her own loving
husband's hotly pulsating cock! Passionately, she locked her soft lips
around it, moving her head back and forth several times until Steve,
himself, began to move his loins and fuck lewdly into her face as though
it were a second cunt! She nearly gagged when he shoved it all the way
to the back of her throat, then down, almost its entire length
disappearing between her ovally clasping lips!

Voraciously, Karen began to suck ... suck to win him back! Thank God,
she'd never really done it before with her mouth to anyone ... or
anything! He, her lover-husband, was the first and she was going to
revel in it! Her cheeks hollowed and bloated as she worked her head back
and forth in counter rhythm to his thrusts, her tongue excitedly
exploring every ridge and wrinkle of his feverishly thick rod. Her soft
hand cupped and cradled his heavy, cum-filled balls with heart-felt
affection, while simultaneously she heaved her dual, flame-seared
passages back and down in a matching cadence onto the ever-growing cocks
razing into her from beneath and behind ...!

Goddamn, Don Keller inwardly gasped! This was no doubt the hottest fuck
show he'd been a part of in some time ... maybe ever! She, this gorgeous
piece of woman, was everything, and then some, he could ever imagine!
Christ, greedily her milking little cunt was about to sap his screaming
balls dry. The pistoning dog-cock racing up her ass-channel only a thin
membrane away from his own solid hardness was about to drive him ape
with its incessantly pressuring heat against the length of his
blood-pounding cock-flesh! And if that wasn't enough to dissolve his
nuts, along with her beautiful white tits swaying lushly over him,
sucking his cum-covered cock! Shit ... any minute ... any minute now
...!

If he had been angry and sad in the beginning, those feelings had long
since left the panting German shepherd. Though their human vaginas had
always pleased Satyr, the tiny little nether-holes nestled up between
their curved white ass-cheeks he would seek out from now on. The tight
heat of it clutching at his lustfully stiffened rod was a new wonder no
human female had ever trained him to. He had discovered it by himself,
and a proudness filled his broad thick animal chest, as well as revived
love for his mistress who was giving herself ruttishly to it.

His strong hind-legs had begun to tremble beneath him in his humping
position, but with the familiar burning searing through his loins, he
would not remain in it much longer. Then, a movement to his right
immediately caught his keen eye and he saw the pretty Barbara crawling
closer until she was laying on her back beside them, her hand reaching
out to clutch his mistress' hanging breasts. Now, all were around his
Karen, but only he had the fiery love of her tiny, tightly clinging
nether-hole ...

God, what did it really, really taste like ... their squirting cum ...
when it shot into your mouth ... that thick, white fluid ... jism!
sperm! cum! Karen's brain frantically swam in the sea of her lust-filled
love! Hot? Yes, yes! It had to be mentally scalding, bursting from the
inferno of his precious balls! And it would be tangy ... acidy, maybe
... but sweet and delicious ...!

Shit, he loved her, Steve insanely reasoned! He'd always love her! She
could fuck the whole U.S. Army and suck off the Marine Corp! He'd still
love her! Christ, the way she was sucking him ... taking it right down
into her throat ...! He'd eat her cunt and she'd suck his cock ... maybe
later tonight they'd do it! And then, he'd fuck her for twenty-four
hours straight ... he knew now ... until she'd cum so many times she'd
want to suck him for breakfast! Christ, he loved her ... and Barb, what
she'd taught him! She ... Don, they were real friends ... and that
goddamned dog, Satyr ... what a wild helpmate he was going to make ...
and maybe Aunt Janie right along with him ...!

Karen wanted it so badly ... wanted her wonderful husband's raging cum
shooting hotly into her mouth ... to swallow his seething, love-filled
jism and feel it dribbling down her throat ... filling her convulsing
belly just as Don's and Satyr's huge cocks pummeling into her boiling
cunt and ass-channels were going to burningly flood into her in a few
moments time! All together, they'd drown her in their male scalding
sperm ... and she would cum like an erupting volcano! Oh God ...
beautiful Barbara was caressing her tits ... pulling at their hardened,
tingling nipples, actually milking them! Ooohh yesss ... any minute now!
Ooohhh ... if only they'd all cum in her at the same time ...!

Though yet not that familiar with it, Karen sensed the oncoming climax
of her lover-husband, and began to suck with increased fervor on his
beautiful hardness as it abruptly swelled and pulsated in the wet,
fervent cavern of her mouth! She heard his pleading moans and wildly
tongued and sucked at it, sensing the tremor ripple over his naked body,
his hands gently caressing her head and face as the first squirt of his
cum ragingly shot into her mouth!

Karen clutched at his ass-cheeks, forcing his spewing cock deep into her
throat in her frantic love for him, sensing it spurting in unending
streams of thick creamy liquid that was everything she'd expected and
wanted! It deluged her and she was unable to swallow it all away, her
cheeks bloating and contracting as she continued to swallow in thick
gulps to keep from choking on the incessant, heaven-sent gushes jetting
from his husbandly loins! Hungrily, she drank it, clasping her wet lips
around his frenziedly ejaculating cock, determined not to lose the
tiniest drop of his treasured, love-filled cum!

Then Satyr whimperingly growled from behind her! Passionately, Karen
whined in her cooing tones for him around the deflating hardness of her
Steve's cock, abruptly feeling the bullet-like shots of the dog's
boiling sperm shooting far up into her rectum! Reluctantly, her sucking
lips released Steve's wilting, drained hardness, strings of his loving,
white cum covering her whitely glistening lips and chin as she cried out
in sudden, lust-filled abandon!

"Aaauugghhh ... fuck me ... fuck me hard! Ooohhh ... Oh God ... I can
feel both of your cocks so good inside me! Aaahhiieee ... faster ...
faster ...!" Karen cried as Steve slumped back to watch ... until it
happened! "Now ... Noowww ... I-I-I'm cuummiinngggg ...!"

Once more, Karen felt Satyr's scorching squirts of animal-cum flooding
her rectum and bowels as though he were urinating up inside her belly,
while enchanting spasms of pleasureful joy rocketed through her insanely
convulsing loins. She could feel every contraction of his long, thick
cock rifling its load of seething animal-sperm deep up into her greedily
clenching and milking ass ...! Then, Don gasped, swearing obscenely as
she plunged her flaming cunt down onto his towering, throbbing hardness,
her gasping breaths heaving from her lungs! She held his cock completely
absorbed inside her hungrily clutching cunt-channel, wildly undulating
her naked hips in furious little circles while his huge, pumping
hardness began spitting out, too, its thick jets of fiery semen far up
into the hidden recesses of her wonderously absorbing belly ...!

She held it fast with the avidly working muscles of her inner-cunt walls
sucking and pulling at it, her own orgasmic secretions puddling with
his, an almost maddening convulsion of enchantment suddenly enveloping
the wildly screaming, blonde haired young wife ...!

*     *     *

There was more that night ... the night the young Steve Smiths became
bona fide members of the close circle of couples which Don and Barbara
Keller avidly promoted. Although only the four of them, along with the
fifth presence of Satyr, occupied the huge round bed Barbara had
specifically designed, no greater passions, or combinations was that
specially designed mattress ever to know!

It was during a lull in festivities over sandwiches, coffee and liquors
that the question of Satyr, who rewardedly did away with the last morsel
of steak, became a topic of foremost interest. How were they going to
wheedle him away from Aunt Janie ...? Christ, they certainly couldn't
let a marvel like him get out of their grasp ...!

Not that the handsome German shepherd knew exactly what they were
discussing, but Karen had the feeling he was not totally blank to it
all, and to her the proof came at the Friday night pool-party.

Insanely involved with her own ... their own ... re-discovered love,
she'd paid little more than caring attention to the loving animal the
past few days. Steve had insisted they save him for the party ... and
not to cheat. It was kind of a joke between them, now, her making love
with Satyr, but the thought was never too far from her mind even though
she kept her promise. No loving with Satyr unless Steve was there ...
and God, those few times ...!

But it was the pool-party that really did it. Linda Farnum brought her
female boxer, and while Don spiked them all with a continuous flow of
sexy films, the pair of animals cavorted in the kitchen. Still, the
topless young wives and the swollen-cocked mates they had paired off
with, lounged, drank, and played promising games together, unaware of
the sensual animal-love going on in the kitchen.

Not until Barbara invaded their little rendezvous for a bucket of ice
did they learn. "Hey! Hey, you guys! Come look ... look at this!"

Karen was one of the first, her hand caressing that of the young husband
fondling her naked breast. She drew her partner beyond the doorway so
that the others could see.

"Well ...?" she said, "so, they're making love!" Which was exactly what
they were doing, Satyr mounting the female dog, Fonda, in the
conventional fashion of animals. "To each his own, Barb darling!"

"Almost, baby ... but look closer! That devil's got it shoved right up
her ass ...!"


The End
