The Hotel Pet
by Benton Collier
(LLP-320)


FOREWORD 

In recent years the public has been flooded with a host of books that claim 
to bring to our attention various problems of contemporary society. Vast 
tomes are written on the current dangers to marriage as an institution, the 
possible disastrous effect of broken families on our civilization as a 
whole, and various and sundry other portents of doom. 

Now we have no complaints about serious investigation into this field, for 
our times are beset by a bewildering barrage of change, so much change that 
it is hard for any of us to know where we stand from one day to the next. 
No, the problems are real and deserve to be discussed, but it is the form 
that the discussion takes that alarms us. Usually we are faced with dry 
pseudo-scientific works giving lists of statistics or putting forth 
Professor so-and-so's theory of impending disaster, all couched in terms so 
vague and academic that we usually fall asleep trying to wade through the 
verbal swamp. 

But where are the people the reports pretend to talk about? What happens to 
the human element? From time to time one begins to get the impression that 
the reports themselves are as much a symptom of the increasing 
dehumanization around us as the problems they catalog. That is why we feel 
that this new and exciting book by Author Benton Collier has come to public 
attention at just the right time. Mr. Collier dares give a description of 
flesh and blood characters - living, breathing, suffering, sinning people 
involved in the daily problems and cares, and yes, lusts, that beset so many 
of us. By following the history of a young married couple and three other 
persons (we include the dog Rajah in this category) we are able to see that 
there are different solutions for different people. And in the course of the 
touching story portrayed in these pages, we begin to love some of the 
characters and hate others. But is Karl, the hotel clerk, really evil, or 
just a man with limited goals? And isn't it possible to find in the hard 
cynical Yvonne, a woman ready to give herself to any kind of pleasure, 
occasional flashes of warm human insight? 

We, the publishers, know that whatever opinions our readers form as to the 
characters of the protagonists in this daring and revealing book, they will 
find it gripping and entertaining reading. We also hope that it will provide 
a little deeper glimpse into some of the complexities of human life that we 
all share. 

-The Publishers 


CHAPTER ONE 

It was a small hotel, only four or five stories high, set in the middle of 
the block in a quiet street of a small Midwestern town: Bentonville. The 
hotel seemed to have no name, at least all the sign over the front door said 
was "Hotel," and under that "Day-week-month." Most of the guests in the 
hotel were regulars, renting by the month and taking their meals three times 
a day in the small dining room, once very well furnished but now slowly 
disintegrating into a fine powder of molding carpets and dusty velvet 
drapes. 

At one time it had been one of the best hotels in town, but the city center 
had passed on by as the town grew, and instead of the local elite, the hotel 
now catered to several old ladies and a few younger people, mostly single 
and in between more permanent lodgings. 

The desk clerk was a fairly new addition to the hotel, having been hired 
only a couple of years ago, but somehow he managed to look as if he had been 
sitting behind the long walnut counter ever since the hotel was built, 
almost growing out of the honeycombed latticework of the mail boxes behind 
him, like some sea creature anchored in coral. His coloring was dark, nearly 
matching in the dim light the worn shiny wood that framed his little 
cubicle. 

His name was Karl Murdock, and it fit him. He was a big, blocky, not very 
good-looking man about forty-five years old. Sitting next to him was an 
immense, beautifully marked German shepherd, leaning sleepily against one 
wall as Murdock absent-mindedly stroked his massive head. 

It was quiet in the lobby, the kind of quiet that makes it seem like it has 
lasted a long time, but broken every now and then by the sound of an angry 
fly trying to butt its way through the dusty green-tinted window out into 
the fading afternoon light. Murdock looked at his watch. 

"About time to feast the old eyes, Rajah," Murdock said familiarly to his 
big animal companion. The dog looked up alertly, searching for meaning in 
his master's face. "Yeah," Murdock continued, "in about five minutes the 
most gorgeous hunk of tail that has ever graced this dingy flea trap is 
going to come through those humble doors, unfortunately not alone. It's a 
crime against humanity for any woman with a body like that to get married. 
She owes herself to the world." 

Just then there was a flicker of movement from outside the window and a 
young couple came into view, heading for the front door. Murdock almost got 
up to open it for them, but decided he would just stay where he was so that 
he could savor at his leisure the treat he had been waiting for all 
afternoon. Rajah, too, saw the couple about to enter and whined eagerly. 
"You'd like a little of that too, wouldn't you, you horny sonuvabitch," 
Murdock chuckled at the dog and then lapsed once again into silence as the 
young man held the door open for his wife to precede him. She entered a 
little hesitantly, and then colored a little as she always did when she felt 
the desk clerk's eyes on her. Well worth waiting for, Murdock thought to 
himself as his eyes moved calmly up over the lovely young blonde standing 
before him, starting at her slender ankles, sliding up the trim rounded 
calves, hesitating a moment at the spot where her full firm thighs 
disappeared up into her skirt, savoring her richly swelling hips, marveling 
at her tiny waist. But it was her breasts that his gaze finally locked on. 
Truly her crowning achievement, the desk clerk thought to himself, 
daydreaming at what beautiful milk-white flesh must lie underneath the 
enticing swell of her suit jacket. Although the girl was conservatively, 
almost prudishly dressed each time he saw her, Murdock could tell by the way 
her heavy yet high-set breasts followed her movements that they were 
unbelievably firm for all their size. You can't fool an old tit man, he 
thought to himself. 

Not wanting to push his luck too much, Murdock finally looked up into the 
girl's face. "Have a good day, Mr. Walker, Mrs. Walker?" he asked blandly, 
automatically reaching behind him for their room key as he admired the young 
bride's lovely features. Her face was dominated by big blue eyes and framed 
in a rich cascade of honey blonde hair, but once again Murdock noticed the 
slight, almost imperceptible tightness around her soft full lips, a sure 
sign of sexual frustration in his book. What a shame, she just isn't getting 
enough, he thought. It was the young man who answered him. 

"How the hell anyone can have a good time in all that traffic, I don't 
know," he said disgustedly. "That's the last time I go for a drive on a 
Sunday afternoon." He looked almost accusingly... at his wife, as if he 
blamed her for dragging him out on a day when he would rather be lying at 
home, drinking beer and watching television. He was about twenty-five years 
old, good looking and well built. Both he and his wife had been living in 
the hotel for nearly two weeks, while they waited for their new house to be 
completed. 

"Oh, Dennis," the young blonde said. "You know this is the only day we can 
get out. If you expect me to sit in this hotel seven days a week... " Her 
voice trailed off a little pettishly as the door behind her opened and 
another woman came in from the street. "Oh, hello, Mrs. Foster," the young 
blonde said, hoping she hadn't just sounded like a shrew. There was 
something about the new arrival that made her want to be on her best 
behavior every time she saw her. Mrs. Foster was a woman. about twenty-nine 
or thirty years old. She too was beautiful but it would have been hard to 
compare her beauty with the younger Mrs. Walker's, they were so different. 
The new arrival was dark and tawny, where the younger girl was blonde and 
creamy, and at first glance seemed to be more slender. But slenderness was 
not the right word, sinuous would be better. There was a feline grace about 
Mrs. Foster that slowly impressed itself on the observer until he found 
himself entranced by each lithe graceful movement of her body. She was pure, 
sultry, potential sex. 

"Hello, how's the new house coming?" she asked, saying just the right thing 
as always. The blonde girl immediately responded to the opening and for the 
next several moments poured out a seemingly endless stream of words on her 
favorite subject. Finally, her husband managed to stem the flow and led her 
off up the stairs, leaving Murdock staring wistfully after the departing 
blonde while Mrs. Foster looked on in amusement. 

"Still got the hots for Blondie?" she asked when she and the desk clerk were 
finally alone. "You better believe it. I'll never rest until I've sunk my 
stump right up to her gorgeous little tonsils." 

"Don't you ever think of anything, but sex?" 

"Hello no, and neither do you, Yvonne," Murdock chuckled. "I would hardly 
put it that way," the woman said with an answering smile. "It's just that 
after getting rid of that dud of a husband of mine, I decided I'd never do 
without it again. Why should I? The world crawls with sex." 

Yvonne Foster and Karl Murdock had been lovers ever since the dark-haired 
woman had moved to the hotel six months ago. They found in each other 
willing partners in their insatiable appetites for physical pleasure. While 
they were quite fond of one another, Murdock and Yvonne had never let 
possessiveness mar their mostly physical relationship, but instead often 
helped each other line up new partners. For some time Yvonne had been amused 
by her older paramour's fascination with the seemingly untouchable Sue 
Walker. They had discussed possible approaches to the young blonde 
housewife, but had never been able to decide on a way for Murdock to break 
through the young woman's obvious faithfulness to her husband. Yvonne had 
been getting increasingly annoyed with the whole thing, because the 
preoccupied Murdock had been neglecting her lately, too wrapped up in his 
obsession with his honey blonde dream. 

"There has to be a key somewhere," Murdock was muttering. "I'm pretty sure 
the girl is frustrated, but whether it's from not getting enough of what she 
wants or just not wanting enough, I don't know. I'm gonna try and find out 
tonight. I've been busy with their room while they were out playing follow 
the leader on the freeway." 

"This hotel has been a gold mine for you, hasn't it Karl? For women, I mean. 
But God, do you have to fuck them all?" 

"Why not?" Murdock answered, stretching lazily. "You haven't done so badly 
here yourself. Remember that salesman who came through here last month?" 

"One in a million," Yvonne answered with a sour grimace. "Most of the men 
I've seen here look like their next stop is skid row. Which brings up a 
thought. I've been taking a little closer look at your heart throb's hubby. 
There may be possibilities in that boy." 

"Are' you kidding?" Murdock asked incredulously. "The only thing that kid 
thinks about is his job at the bank and how he's going to be the youngest 
vice-president they ever had." 

"Maybe so, maybe so, but underneath that trivial mind lurks a nice strong 
body, and maybe even a big cock. And you know how little Yvonne likes to 
teach innocent young men new tricks. Anyhow, it'll give me something to do 
with my time while you worry yourself to death over his uptight wife." 

The sultry divorcee was already heading for the stairs as she said these 
last words and when Murdock looked up, surprised at the waspishness in her 
normally perfectly controlled voice, she was already disappearing around the 
first landing. For a moment he thought of calling her back and ending the 
conversation on a little warmer basis, but his mind was too filled with his 
plans for that night. Yes, tonight he was going to see if he could move into 
high gear towards seducing Sue Walker he mused silently, and the first thing 
any good strategist would do is a little intelligence work. You can't make 
plans if you didn't have information, and tonight he would start gathering 
information. 

The evening moved slowly for Murdock. He had to go through the nightly 
ritual of arousing the cook from his alcoholic lethargy so that dinner could 
be prepared. An old woman from down the street served as waitress and 
dishwasher in return for free meals, and between her, Murdock, and the cook, 
dinner was served, the guests eating in their usual communal silence, and by 
ten o'clock the day was once again officially over for Murdock. 

The big man locked the front door, a gnawing excitement building in his 
belly, for tonight he was going to do something that could get him in a lot 
of trouble if he was caught. Calling to the dog, Murdock went quietly up the 
stairs to his room. Rajah followed happily but once inside, the big German 
shepherd looked dismayed when it became clear that Murdock was going to 
leave him behind. 

"Sorry, old buddy," his master said apologetically, "but I can't 'take the 
chance of you making any noise and giving me away." Shutting the door behind 
him, Murdock stepped out into the hall and stood quietly for a moment, 
listening. All was silent. Everyone seemed to be in their rooms. 

Satisfied that he would not be observed, the big man went quickly up the 
stairs until he reached the top. Fumbling with a ring of keys in front of a 
small door, he finally found the one that opened it. There was a flight of 
narrow stairs inside, and Murdock went up them carefully, trying to make no 
noise. In a moment he was in the attic, a dusty unused, low-ceilinged room 
with occasional pieces of ancient moldy furniture piled here and there. 
Going straight to one wall, Murdock ran his fingers lightly over the 
woodwork, until, with a grunt of satisfaction, he found a small section of 
the molding that moved under his touch. He drew in a deep breath and then 
slowly slid aside the wood flooring and kneeling, put his eyes to the hole 
below. 

Murdock was looking down into one of the hotel rooms. Below him was a large 
bed and on the other side of the room he could see the bathroom door. Sue 
Walker sat on the bed and her husband Dennis slouched disconsolately in an 
easy chair. 

"Damn it, Sue," Dennis was saying. "Why do you have to make everything so 
hard? What do you expect me to do, give up my job so I can stay home and 
entertain you?" 

"Oh, Dennis, why do you have to reduce everything to the absurd? You're not 
the one who has to stay in this grimy old hotel all day long. Maybe if you 
were, you'd understand. Why, I don't even have a kitchen to keep me busy." 

"Look, you heard the builder the last time we spoke to him. There've been a 
few problems with the work. The house won't be finished for another month, 
and that's all there is to it." 

"A month! That's easy for you to say," Sue said plaintively. "At least you 
can go to the office every day and get out of here." 

"Well, go down to the lobby and get to know some of the other guests," her 
husband said in mounting exasperation. 

"I've tried that," Sue answered. "It's like a funeral home, and that Mr. 
Murdock makes me nervous the way he stares at me." Murdock stiffened as he 
watched and listened from above. Damn, maybe he had been a little too 
unguarded, he thought. But how the hell was any halfway normal man supposed 
to keep his eyes off a piece of tail like Sue Walker? "More paranoia," 
Dennis said in disgust. "Go out and join a club or something, just don't 
wear me out with problems I can't do anything about. All I know is that I 
have to get up and go to work in the morning. I'm going to bed." And. with 
that he rose from his chair and walked into the bathroom, closing the door 
behind him. For a moment his young wife looked as if she were going to call 
some final remark through the door after him, but instead she just slumped 
down onto the bed dejectedly. Above her in the attic, Murdock heard her 
issue a long sad sigh. The beautiful young blonde sat silently for a moment 
and then got up resignedly and headed for the closet, beginning to unbutton 
her blouse as she moved. The watching desk clerk tensed as he saw Sue peel 
the garment from her, reaching behind herself to pull it down her arms, the 
motion causing her brassiere-clad breasts to rise high and taut. The young 
wife carefully hung up the blouse before she kicked off her shoes and began 
fumbling with her skirt, finally slipping it down over her firm full thighs 
and stepping gracefully out of it. 

Murdock couldn't keep from sucking in his breath with a hiss as he looked at 
the beautiful woman standing below him, clad now only in brassiere, panties, 
sleek dark stockings and garter belt. He could hardly believe his luck. It 
looked like she was going to strip while he watched unseen. 

After hanging her skirt alongside her blouse, Sue went over to sit on the 
edge of the bed, unhooking the snaps on her garter belt as she walked. 
Sitting with her long graceful legs extended in front of her, the young 
blonde housewife slid her stockings down over the softly tapering flesh of 
her calves until she finally rolled them down and off her tiny well-shaped 
feet. The garter belt followed. Then to the watching Murdock's delight she 
stood up and reached behind her to unhook the brassiere that clung tightly 
to her magnificent breasts. Murdock held his breath as she quickly pulled 
the flimsy garment down over her arms, freeing the beautiful pink tipped 
mounds before his gaze. By God, he thought to himself, they were even better 
than he had expected, standing out firm and proud, jutting forward over Sue 
Walker's softly incurving belly as if they were made of some kind of warm, 
vibrant, flesh-colored marble. 

Unaware that she was being observed, the lovely young woman had been 
standing sideways to Murdock's vantage point, but now she made a quarter 
turn so that she was directly facing him. Murdock continued to watch in 
hypnotized lust as his temporary boarder hooked her thumbs in the waistband 
of her panties, her arms pressing forward and in as she pulled down so that 
her breasts were forced closer together from the motion, moving like living 
putty under the pressure. But the, hidden voyeur now had eyes only for the 
deep hidden cleft between Sue's legs as she slid her white nylon panties 
down her firm full thighs, and over her calves and feet. She had to stoop to 
do this and for a moment Murdock's view of the beautiful young wife's 
now-naked loins was cut off. But then she gracefully stood up again, her 
panties in her hand and the peeping Tom's lustful gaze fastened eagerly on 
the curl-fringed triangle nestled high up between her satiny thighs. For a 
moment he thought he could make out the thin pink ribbon of her vaginal 
flesh amidst the blonde curls, but then he wasn't sure as she moved 
unselfconsciously across the room - towards the closet, like some naked 
goddess, her cream-white skin gleaming in the bedside light. Murdock could 
feel his cock throbbing maddeningly in his pants as he watched the girl 
walk, her heavily rounded breasts dancing a little with each step. 

Damn, damn, damn, I just got to have her, he thought desperately to himself. 
He knew he would never rest until he had sampled and tasted and used every 
inch of her lust-inciting body. But now what the hell was she doing? Christ, 
she was picking up a nightgown, Murdock almost groaned aloud as his naked 
quarry raised her arms to settle the wispy garment down over her head, her 
breasts rising maddeningly as she did so, until it looked as if the rosy 
little nipples were pointing right up at him. Then she was covered, or 
almost covered. It was one of those shorty nightgowns that barely hid her 
buttocks, leaving revealed the gently curving lines where her ass-cheeks 
swelled gracefully out over her thighs, and permitting the darker shading of 
her nipples to show through the thin material. In a way it was almost more 
enticing than if she were still completely naked, Murdock thought to 
himself. 

At least her husband seemed to think so as he came out of the bathroom, 
wearing only his T-shirt and shorts. Dennis Walker stopped in his tracks, 
obviously moved by the soft blonde apparition before him. "Sue, I... " he 
said after a moment's hesitation, his voice a little thick, his eyes fixed 
on her barely hidden breasts. The young couple came slowly together, unaware 
that they were being watched. Dennis circled his wife with his arms, pulling 
her close to him. 

"Sue," he began in a soft voice. "I'm sorry if I haven't been more 
understanding lately, but maybe this place is getting me down too." 

"Oh, darling," his wife answered, nestling her golden head against the 
hollow of his throat, "It's been just as much my fault as yours. I think 
we're going to have to be careful that we don't take out our frustrations on 
each other. It'll only be a little while more and then... oh, Dennis... " 
Sue's voice trailed away huskily as her husband began to slide his lips over 
her slender white neck, letting his tongue dart out hotly into the sensitive 
orifice of her ear, A little shudder passed over the young wife's body and 
then she pressed tightly up against her husband's body as their lips met in 
a long and passionate kiss, "Oh, Dennis," Sue said again as he guided her 
slowly backward toward the bed. She moved willingly with him, never letting 
her body leave his until the edge of the mattress caught her behind the 
knees, making her fall back onto the bed, her long blonde hair spilling out 
around her and her nightgown pulling up to bare the first yellow tendrils of 
pubic hair. With a groan of desire, Dennis followed her down, pinning her to 
the mattress with his strong young body. 

From his hidden perch above, Murdock could see that the beautiful young wife 
was very excited. She tossed and moaned and thrust her hips up toward her 
young banker husband's questing fingers as they slipped in between her naked 
pussy-lips, lewdly massaging her gleaming wet cuntal slit to white-hot 
readiness. The secretly watching hotel clerk began' to automatically massage 
his own blood-engorged shaft that was throbbing inside his bulging trousers. 
Christ, he had never expected to see this, he thought! A little bare ass, 
yes, but it looked like he was going to see this young stud pound it right 
up into his sexy little wife, now turned into a mass of panting, throbbing, 
demanding female flesh. 

In a flash of his hand, Dennis had stripped Sue's skimpy nightgown from her 
writhing body, and was now struggling to pull off his shorts and at the same 
time hold contact with his wildly excited young wife. In a moment too he was 
totally naked, his rigid penis jutting out like a threatening sword ready to 
slice deep into Sue's quivering white belly. 

"Oh, Dennis... darling... take me, make love to me... make me happy...!" The 
eavesdropping desk clerk would never before have been able to imagine these 
words coming from the lips of the seemingly cool, untouchable Susan Walker. 
And even less would he have been able to picture her as she was now, 
writhing in passionate need beneath her eager young husband. The panting 
girl spread her legs wide, bent at the knees to allow her husband easy 
access to her needful loins, and Murdock gazed in impotent hunger as he 
looked down at the lust-inciting feast spread out for someone else. Sue's 
widespread thighs had pulled her pouting pussy-lips far apart, baring the 
thin pink inner petals of flesh, glistening in obscene invitation from her 
copiously flowing vaginal secretions. 

Dennis too saw what. awaited him, and, rearing up on his knees, he took his 
massive penis in one hand and guided it forward into the hot wet slit before 
him, sliding the blue-veined shaft slowly up and down in the moist softness, 
smearing his thick knobby cock-head with his wife's fragrant sex juices 
while a smile of pure sensual delight crossed over his features. 

Finally, able to stand it no longer, the handsome young husband guided his 
swollen penis straight into Sue's hungrily waiting vagina and let his whole 
body fall forward, driving his desire-stiffened rod deep into the 
unresisting flesh below. Sue's eyes opened wide, half in shock and pain, 
half in bliss as she felt his powerful member ram deep up inside her 
needfully pulsating belly. Both husband and wife seemed paralyzed for a 
moment as they lay together obscenely joined by Dennis' impaling cock, but 
then Dennis began a slow rhythmic fucking into his wife's tender, 
blonde-curled loins, gradually lengthening his strokes until his gleaming 
penis was flashing in and out of her in a smooth strong rhythm as she moaned 
out her passion. 

Eager to feel as much of her husband inside her as she could, Sue began to 
drive her own loins up hard against his, planting her feet on the mattress 
and arching her back as she groaned from the effort. Her soft blonde hair 
flailed from side to side on the mattress as she tossed her head in wild 
sexual abandon, her eyes half-closed in ecstasy. "Dennis... lover... I've 
waited so long... oh, it's so good, better than ever before... " The young 
housewife hardly seemed aware of what she was saying but rather had her 
whole concentration fixed on her body, drowning in the blissful waves of 
sensation flooding up from her deeply filled pussy. Never in his life had 
the watching Murdock seen a woman so totally abandoned to an act of sexual 
pleasure and once again he promised himself that he would have her for 
himself. 

He watched in dry-mouthed wonder as her breasts danced and jiggled from the 
tremendous fucking she was receiving from her husband. It was clear to the 
experienced Murdock that Sue was fast nearing her climax. Her hands were 
clenching and unclenching helplessly while her toes curled spasmodically 
down into the mattress. The strong upward thrusting of her loins had changed 
to a short sharp jerking and twisting as she seemed to try to screw her 
husband's entire lust-quenching penis and testicles deep between her 
trembling white legs. 

"Don't stop, don't stop," she pleaded. "Oh God, darling... I'm almost 
there... I'm going to cum if you keep it up... " As he heard her words, 
Dennis' face paled with strain. "I-I can't," he groaned, his whole body 
shuddering with the effort. "I-I'm going to cum...now...can't 

hold it back... AAAAAAHHHHH!" The young man's body arched with this last low 
guttural groan and he went rigid, holding his cock buried deep up inside his 
wife's wildly plunging body, caught in the paralyzing throes of his orgasm. 
"Oooooh, God, I'm cummmmmiiinnngggg!" he gasped and the watching Murdock 
could see the thick white cum running back out around the base of the young 
man's twitching cock, his wife's cunt unable to absorb it all. 

"Oh God, no, not yet!" Sue wailed below him in frustration as she 
desperately ground her frantic loins up against her husband's still-buried 
cock, trying to bring on her own orgasm, hovering so near. "You promised," 
she sobbed half-hysterically. "You said the next time you'd make me cum." 
She continued to strain her pelvis up against Dennis' loins until his now 
fast-shrinking cock slipped out of her futilely clasping vagina, trailing 
sticky white threads of his sperm behind it. Sensing the loss, Sue let her 
trembling body fall back on the bed but was unable for several moments to 
stop the slow grinding motion of her hips. Finally she lay still, her legs 
splayed lewdly open, a cold bitter look on her passion-ravished face. Dennis 
rolled from her body, totally exhausted. It was a moment before he could 
speak, and then he began shamefacedly: "I'm sorry, honey, but I just 
couldn't hold it back. You looked so damn beautiful and sexy lying there... 
well I guess I just got too excited." 

"What makes this different than any other time," Sue began bitterly, but 
then checked herself as she saw the hurt look on her husband's face. "I 
didn't mean that, darling," she said quickly, softening her voice and laying 
a hand gently on his shoulder. "I-I... we've had a hard day. There'll be 
plenty of time to make it up later." She began to stroke Dennis' head almost 
as if he had been the denied one, and in a few moments her satiated young 
husband lay sleeping soundly beside her, his snores vibrating the air. It 
was then that Murdock saw the young wife's features crumple in grief and 
frustration and for a moment he thought she was going to finish the job with 
her own fingers as he saw one hand stray towards her shining wet pussy. But 
with an obvious effort of will, the beautiful young blonde drew back her 
hand and lay staring at the ceiling, slow tears turning her eyes into 
shining blue lakes of sorrow. 

Murdock took one long last look at the naked beauty sprawled on the bed just 
as her over-hasty husband had left her. For awhile he didn't think he was 
going to be able to tear himself away from the enchanting sight, but finally 
he noiselessly slid his peep-hole shut and got quietly to his feet, a slow 
exhilaration building inside him. He knew now that somehow he was going to 
be successful. Before too much time had passed, he too would have the lovely 
Mrs. Walker twisting and squealing beneath his punishing cock. By God, she 
needed it bad enough! 

 CHAPTER TWO 

As soon as Murdock was back in the hallway he headed straight for his own 
room. He could hear Rajah whining excitedly inside as the big dog sensed his 
approach. 

"Sorry about the solitary confinement, old boy," Murdock said to the dog as 
he opened the door. "But if you'd been watching what I was watching you'd 
have gone out of your horny canine mind." With an affectionate chuckle, the 
big man roughly patted the top of his faithful companion's head. Then he 
headed out of the door, letting the German shepherd follow him this time. 
There was another door not far from his own and Murdock knocked sharply on 
it before trying the knob. It turned under his hand and he opened the door 
without hesitation. 

"Hey!" an outraged female voice said and in the back of the room Murdock 
could see a flash of milk-white flesh as Yvonne Foster hastily pulled a robe 
around her naked body. "Oh, it's you," she said, letting go her hold on the 
front of the gown so that it gaped open slightly, giving Murdock a hint of 
the soft shadowy treasures within. 

"Yup, the Lone Ranger and Tonto," Murdock said as he closed the door behind 
Rajah, unable to keep the exultation out of his voice. "Went on a little 
scouting mission up on the north forty and now I know I'm going to be 
nailing it to little Mizz Walker." 

"Oh God, not that again," the dark-haired divorcee said, rolling her eyes 
towards the ceiling in mock horror. "What'd you do? Flood their room with 
nerve gas so you could ravish her unconscious young body at your leisure?" 

"Very funny, smart ass," Murdock said. "As a matter of fact I watched the 
little doll get fucked by her hubby, and what a mess he made of it, too. Let 
me tell you something: Sue Walker likes it and needs it bad, and, being a 
nice guy I'm ready to sacrifice myself so that she doesn't have to go 
through life frustrated." He laughed and dramatically spread his arms as if 
offering himself while thrusting his hips forward in a lewd bump and grind. 

"Oh boy, what a ego," Yvonne said sarcastically as she sat back in a chair. 
"And what the hell makes you think she's going to fall into your arms? If 
she's frustrated now, she's been frustrated a long time, and I haven't seen 
her slipping you secret notes to come up to her room while hubby's away." 

Her comments struck home and Murdock's face fell a little as he began to 
realize that he really didn't know how he was going to get Sue Walker into 
bed with him. The tremendous sexual stimulation of seeing the lovely young 
blonde spread-eagled on a bed while her husband fucked the hell out of her 
had filled him with such lust that his mind had wishfully considered the 
deed already done. As he thought back to the wild scene he had witnessed 
just a few moments ago, a familiar ache began again in his loins and he 
could feel his cock pushing against his pants as it began to grow. 

"Hey, what's this?" Yvonne jeered as her sharp eyes immediately noticed the 
bulge jerking inside his trousers. "I do declare, I think you're hiding 
something in your pants, and I think it's alive!" 

Murdock flushed at her tone of voice. "Damn right it's alive," he growled. 
"And after what it just saw upstairs it's gonna jump right out of my pants, 
maybe right up between your legs." Murdock took a half step towards Yvonne's 
chair, his eyes fixed on the deep cleavage that showed at the top of her 
loosely held robe. By God, he thought, the night wasn't going to end up half 
bad after all! 

"Hey, wait a moment," Yvonne cried out, getting hastily to her feet and 
backing away. "You're not going to go get steamed up over someone else and 
take it out on me. What do you think I am, a punchboard?" 

"Whatever you are, you'll do, baby," Murdock said hoarsely. When the 
beautiful dark-haired divorcee had got up, the robe fell open even more, 
baring one voluptuously well-shaped breast and letting Murdock see the dark 
curl-fringed "vee" high up between her thighs. Christ, what a woman, the big 
man thought to himself. For a moment all thoughts of Sue Walker were driven 
from his mind. 

But Yvonne wasn't having any of it. "I mean it, big boy," she said, 
genuinely angry that Murdock had ignored her for days, only turning to her 
now when he couldn't get the woman he really wanted. She saw the big man 
stop as he came toward her, an angry flush on his face. But the most 
annoying thing to her was that she wanted him! The sight of his burgeoning 
penis visibly throbbing underneath his pants reminded her that she had not 
been made love to for several days. Still, she hated to give in. Then an 
idea suddenly occurred to her a way to put Murdock in his place while 
getting what she needed. 

"Goddamn, what is this, Yvonne?" Murdock was saying. "You know damn well I 
don't like to be turned down... " 

"Maybe I want somebody else, just like you do," Yvonne cut in. Murdock 
stopped speaking and looked at her for a moment. "Well, he ain't here now, 
so I'll just fill in for him... " 

"Oh yes he is," Yvonne said triumphantly. "Standing right behind you," and 
she pointed to Rajah. 

"What?" Murdock roared. "You want my dog instead of me?" 

"Why not? I know how you've trained him, and don't forget; I was watching 
the time you sicked him onto that little redhead that lived downstairs. From 
what I saw then, that dog can fuck. " For a moment Murdock looked like he 
was going to have a stroke, his face was so red. Then a rueful smile came 
over his face and he chuckled. "Well I'll be... " he started, and turning to 
Rajah he said, "you hear that old buddy? The lady over there wants you to do 
her a little favor." 

The big animal looked up inquisitively as his master spoke. He didn't quite 
know what was going on, but his keen senses picked up an air of tension in 
the room. Murdock dropped to his knees beside Rajah and turned the dog's 
body sideways to Yvonne, so that she could see the hairy protective sheath 
that hung down below his lean belly. 

"So, you want Rajah's big hard dog-cock shoved up your cunt?" he said 
tauntingly. Yvonne nodded her head yes. All of a sudden she knew she was no 
longer playing. Although she had never admitted it to herself, she realized 
that that was just what she had wanted ever since that night over two months 
ago when Murdock had encouraged his pet to mount and fuck another woman 
while he and Yvonne watched. At the time she had been more or less upset by 
the lewd and depraved scene, but ever since then vivid images had crept back 
unbidden into her mind, images of how Rajah's huge scarlet penis had plunged 
time and time again up into the redhead's juicy cunt. God, the girl had 
seemed to love it! Yvonne could feel a hot moistness beginning to spread up 
between her legs as she once again relived the obscenely exciting memories. 

"Well, baby," Murdock went on. "What makes you think I'm going to let you 
have my dog when you won't take me?" Licking his lips nervously, the 
crouching Murdock looked up through the nearly eight-inch gap in the front 
of Yvonne's robe. From his vantage point he could see a gleam of pink pussy 
flesh shining wetly through her soft brown pubic hair. Already the first 
dewdrops of cuntal moisture were becoming visible, shining like tiny pearls 
on the partially hidden lips of the excited brunette's soft, pouting pussy. 
Murdock knew Yvonne well. Once she got excited enough she'd do anything to 
assuage her lust. If he played his cards carefully... "Tell you what I'm 
going to do," the big man said, trying to make his voice as persuasive as 
possible. "You take care of me and I'll see that Rajah takes care of you." 

"What do you mean?" Yvonne asked suspiciously. 

"It's like this, he said. "I've got this little problem here," he indicated 
his still lewdly tented trousers, "and if the swelling doesn't go down soon, 
I'm afraid the poor thing just might pop. Something's gonna have to be done 
soon." 

"So you want to fuck me. Who goes first, you or the dog?" Yvonne said with a 
slight sneer. 

"Not so fast, not so fast," Murdock answered. 

"I got a better idea. We all three go together." 

"What are you getting at?" 

"You suck me while the dog fucks you from behind," Murdock said with an evil 
leer. "What the hell do you think... " and then the full picture of what he 
was proposing burst on Yvonne's already aroused brain. After the first 
automatic reaction of hesitation, a hot flood of perverse lust began to 
seethe inside her belly as she saw herself the center of an unbelievably 
lewd and obscene drama. For a moment the sensuous young brunette stood 
completely still as her internal fires took more and more control of her 
body. Then, without a word, she dropped the robe in one fluid motion, 
leaving herself completely nude before the two males across the room. 

Murdock sucked in his breath. Despite his long association with Yvonne, each 
time he saw her naked he felt as if it were the first time. As his eyes 
feasted hungrily on her lovely body he could not help but realize that she 
was all that any man could ever desire. In the dim light of her bedroom her 
flawless body was made mysterious by the way the shadows collected in every 
soft velvety hollow. Her firm, out-thrusting breasts swelled invitingly full 
from her sleek torso, tipped with sculpted dark nipples, already stiffening 
with the promise of passion. She was breathing hard, her soft-mounded 
breasts rising and falling as she stood waiting, and Murdock knew he had 
won. 

For just a moment the kneeling man wondered why ever he wanted any other 
woman... but only for a moment. Deep in his heart he sensed that even more 
than the sex itself it was the triumph of conquest that was most important 
to him. Yvonne was easy; Sue Walker would be hard. And then after he had 
conquered her, she too would begin to lose her interest for him, just as had 
happened so often in the past. Not that. he no longer enjoyed making love to 
the beautiful women he had already seduced, but his hunger for fresh 
experience would drive him towards new feminine challenges, and the harder 
the better. But right now, all his attention and expectations were focused 
on the beautiful, naked and sexually aroused brunette standing panting 
before him. By God, one thing at a time! 

"C'mere , baby," he said hoarsely, beckoning with his finger as he backed 
towards a chair. He sat down with his hips on the forward edge, his upper 
body leaning back. All her hesitation gone now, his lovely dark-haired 
mistress came forward, dropping lithely to her knees a couple of feet away 
and giving him a crooked little smile. 

"Where's my lollipop?" she asked. 

"I want you to take it out for me," Murdock answered, and grinned lewdly as 
Yvonne obediently moved between his outstretched legs, walking on her knees. 
That's how he liked them, he thought on their knees. Yvonne reached forward 
toward the zipper to his fly, but first her hand began to massage his 
swollen penis through the material of his pants, making him gasp as she 
moved her palm in little circles over his hotly throbbing hardness. 

"Oh, Christ, pull it out, pull it out. I'm gonna cum before you even get the 
zipper down if you don't hurry." 

"Would I still get Rajah?" she smiled sweetly up at him. 

"Unh-unh," he moaned through gritted teeth. 

"You don't get any dog-cock until my cock is in your mouth." 

"Oh, what a meanie," she laughed and fumbled for the zipper, pulling it down 
so that his huge fleshy staff burst out through the open fly. Without 
another word, the scheming hotel clerk took Yvonne's hand and wrapped her 
fingers around his pulsing thickness, making her pull back the foreskin so 
that the swollen purplish head popped out a few inches in front of her 
suddenly interested eyes. Excitedly, Murdock pressed his spongy cock-flesh 
against her sensually full lips, forcing them to part until the aching tip 
was flattened against her still-closed teeth. 

"Come on, open up," he hissed, but she moved her head back a moment, looking 
innocently up at him. 

"Oh, daddy's in a hurry," she laughed, and then before he could reply, her 
tiny pink tongue darted out from between her lush red lips, stabbing up into 
the tiny slit in the end of his cock. 

"Uhhh," he grunted from the first hot shock of feeling and then collapsed 
back into the chair as the beautiful divorcee began running her tongue hotly 
over his lust-swollen glans, cleaning from it the first tiny drops of semen 
that were already collecting there. Almost paralyzed by the overpowering 
sensations of pleasure that Yvonne's darting tongue were licking into his 
burning cock-head, Murdock let his head roll loosely from side to side while 
his own tongue licked out at his suddenly dry lips. 

"Mmmmnnnn, that tasted good," Yvonne said, drawing back, savoring the 
pungent salty taste of her lover's pre-cum. "You think there might be any 
more in there?" she teased. 

"Stop torturing me, you little bitch," Murdock growled, and leaning forward 
he tangled his hands in her lustrous dark hair, pulling her head cruelly 
down as he rammed his own loins forward. 

"Hey, wait a... " Yvonne started to say, but her voice was choked off as 
Murdock's long thick penis rammed irresistibly in between her parted lips, 
sliding wetly up the full length of her tongue inside, filling her mouth 
with hot hard cock. She could not help gagging as Murdock's hips began a 
slow undulation on the chair, his thick penis sliding in and out of her 
mouth with a lewd wet sucking sound as the big man guided her head with his 
meaty hands wrapped tightly in her hair. Leaning down with a grin, Murdock 
watched Yvonne's cheeks puffing out each time he pushed up between her 
wide-stretched lips, his cock ramming without mercy into her helplessly 
trapped face. It made an exciting picture: The beautiful brunette laboring 
over his half-naked loins, her head clamped between his two huge hands while 
his massive cock forced its way in and out of her straining lips and she 
groaned in submission below. 

The svelte young divorcee had been taken by surprise when Murdock first 
rammed into her face, and for a moment she fought back, trying to pull away 
from his imprisoning grip. When it finally became clear to her that the 
impassioned hotel clerk wasn't going to let go, she decided she might as 
well get with it. Without warning she began sucking hard on the meaty shaft, 
letting her lower teeth scrape lightly along the tender underside of 
Murdock's cock as it slid relentlessly in and out of her tightly ovaled 
lips. 

"Ahhh, God," the surprised would-be-ravisher said as he' felt Yvonne's 
tongue wrap hotly around his cock-head deep inside her warm moist oral 
cavern. As he looked down, she looked up, and their eyes met while her 
cheeks hollowed with the effort of her sucking. She tried to smile, as much 
as any woman could smile with an enormous penis her mouth, and then went 
willingly back to her work, knowing that if she didn't please the big man 
above her he was likely to strangle her with his frenzied lunges into her 
throat. 

"That's a baby," Murdock moaned in delirious joy above the slaving Yvonne. 
"Oh, can you suck it, you can really suck it! Time for your reward... just 
like I promised," he wheezed. Turning to the dog he called, "Rajah, come 
here!" 

The big German shepherd eagerly padded nearer. He had been increasingly 
nervous for the last few minutes, ever since Yvonne had dropped her robe. 
The sight of her beautiful naked body had caused the blood to begin rushing 
through his animal veins in tingling anticipation of what he hoped he'd be 
allowed to do. Even though he had been specially trained by his master, the 
powerful animal had had few opportunities to mount human females, but each 
new experience had planted deep in his animal mind a surging hunger for 
their big soft human bodies and the moist tender little mating holes that 
nestled in furry invitation up between their thighs. 

Getting excitedly to his feet as soon as he had seen Yvonne undressing, the 
well-trained animal knew that he must wait for a signal, if any. Murdock had 
taught him to remain still, ready and waiting until the order was finally 
given, but it was difficult and his front legs shifted in excitement while 
his ears slanted alertly forward. Despite his discipline the eager animal 
began to whimper deep in his massive 'throat, while he wondered if this 
would be one of those times when his master would give the signal he so 
desperately hoped for. 

With mounting confusion Rajah had watched Yvonne crawl between his master's 
wide-splayed legs, while the sight of her swelling white buttocks pointed 
back invitingly in his direction drove the trained animal wild with 
excitement. That soft tuft of dark hair was clearly visible up between her 
full rich thighs, indicating his hoped-for goal while at the same time his 
keen nose detected the hot musky odor of aroused female. 

Finally the signal! Almost with disbelief, Rajah heard his master's 
passion-distorted voice urging him on towards the gleaming half-moons Yvonne 
was waggling back in his direction while her head continued to bob 
obediently up and down over Murdock's rhythmically thrusting loins. Not 
completely understanding what was happening this time, Rajah nevertheless 
moved slowly forward. As he came up behind the girl's slavering body, he 
cautiously extended his nose, pushing it up between her slightly parted 
thighs. 

Yvonne's entire body jerked as she felt the hoped-for first touch of the 
German shepherd's cold nose against her waiting buttocks. Her questioning 
eyes looked quickly up at Murdock, but his only answer was a lewd grin. 
There was a full-length mirror across the room that gave him an unimpeded 
rear view of Yvonne's nakedly kneeling body, and he watched with growing 
lust as Rajah continued to sniff experimentally at his target. Unable to 
stand the strain of waiting, Yvonne tried to mumble some encouraging words 
back to the dog and for a second Murdock felt the lingual pressure lessen 
around his blood-bloated shaft. 

"Keep sucking, damnit," he growled, "or I send the dog away." As the 
dark-haired beauty obediently went back to her sucking, Murdock grinned in 
triumph. He could not resist looking down at her face as his desire-swollen 
penis continued to saw mercilessly in and out of her tight-stretched lips, 
the very sight causing his loins to spasm upward into her face until it 
looked as though he were ramming the full length of his monstrous pole all 
the way down her saliva-smooth throat. Almost all of it seemed to disappear 
with each hard jerking stroke until only a little stretch showed white and 
glistening as it protruded from her clasping lips. 

Fascinated by the sight below, Murdock looked up at the mirror barely in 
time to see Rajah's long thick tongue snake out and lick wetly up the 
wide-split crevice between Yvonne's buttocks, the tip burrowing slightly 
into her tiny anal ring in passing. The kneeling woman's body jerked as if 
from an electric shock as the hot animal tongue dug into her expectant 
nether flesh. Then the big dog began lapping the waiting slit between her 
thighs in earnest, running his tongue wetly its full length, from her tiny 
sensation bud of her clitoris, up over the pink-fluted edges of her cunt and 
ending at her tightly clenched little anus. Rajah's long pink tongue spread 
through the tender hair-covered swelling like a hot knife through soft 
butter, licking relentlessly between the now-trembling girl's widespread 
thighs, stopping sporadically to curl its way deep into her. Yvonne's entire 
body was beginning to shake now with the unnatural tonguing she was getting, 
and Murdock could feel her mouth closing in spasmodic rhythm around his ever 
swelling penis. 

The maddened girl began to moan incoherently, the sounds bubbling obscenely 
around the wet junction of her lips and Murdock's throbbing cock. As the 
giant dog-tongue continued to thrust relentlessly up Yvonne's moist cuntal 
passageway, she reached desperately behind her with one hand to spread the 
ivory globes of her buttocks and give the salivating beast full access to 
her dripping wet pussy slit. The tongue lashed for another long moment, and 
then the moaning dark-haired divorcee felt the huge German shepherd crowding 
closer in against her quivering buttocks, his intention plain. Moaning with 
desire, Yvonne obediently raised her ass-cheeks a little higher, bending 
before the huge dog in abject surrender, her face still firmly anchored to 
Murdock's huge penis as it rammed relentlessly in her mouth. 

Watching spellbound in the mirror, Murdock saw his dog mount Yvonne's 
passionately offered buttocks, his strong furry forelegs locking tightly 
around her slender waist. Already the glistening scarlet penis was slipping 
wetly from its hairy sheath under Rajah's belly, dripping with the 
instinctual lust he wanted to spill deep inside her belly. For a moment the 
tapered point slipped and danced in the moaning woman's hot wet cuntal 
crevice while the excited animal attempted to bury his gleaming shaft up 
between her wide-held thighs. 

Sobbing in desperation, Yvonne shifted her taut round buttocks, trying to 
capture that lengthening animal cock, working like a bitch-dog in heat to 
entice the long scarlet organ up inside her hungrily contracting cunt. Time 
and time again the sharp tip missed her ready hole until finally it slid up 
to find a momentary purchase at her anal opening and tried to enter her 
there. But Yvonne gave a little cry of fright and tensed automatically to 
evade the up slipping prod. Having tasted momentary success, Rajah returned 
immediately to the attack, only to have the thin tapered point of his penis 
slide unsuccessfully beneath along the straining woman's softly furred pussy 
slit. To Murdock's watching eyes the hot scarlet of the jabbing canine penis 
contrasted lewdly with the light fever-pink flesh of the moaning brunette's 
passion-inflamed cuntal lips which were now spread open as the still 
unhoused shaft of his penis rubbed madly between them. 

In final desperation Yvonne reached back with one hand and grasped the 
slippery organ to guide it deep up into her warmly secreting vagina. Sensing 
victory, Rajah rammed forward, parting her swollen pussy-lips wider and 
wider with each hard forward thrust until he was well inside her soft white 
belly. Then Murdock watched in awe as the huge German shepherd continued 
thrusting, burying his massive cudgel deep up into the squirming young 
woman's stretching cuntal passage, pounding it in until it was sunk to the 
hilt, his hairy animal balls swinging obscenely below her wet pubic hair. At 
first. the impaled young divorcee gave a little cry of shock that fast 
turned into a moan of relief as Rajah started to ram rhythmically into her 
uptilted cunt from behind. Undulating her body sensuously, she shoved her 
hips backward to answer the dog's forward rushes, abandoning herself to the 
obscene animal fucking she was receiving from behind. Her passion-swollen 
breasts swayed back and forth beneath her luridly writhing torso, moving in 
time to the dog's skewering cock as it pounded deep up into her, a 
relentless hot poker of glistening red animal flesh stabbing remorselessly 
up into her steaming loins. 

To Murdock's delight, each powerful thrust of the slaving German shepherd 
rammed the girl forward onto his painfully swollen cock, filling his loins 
with great gusts of hot sensual feeling as she continued automatically, 
senselessly to suck and slaver at his rod of rigid male flesh. The coarse 
tufts of his pubic hair tickling her nose slowly brought the passion-drugged 
girl's mind back in focus. Nothing really mattered anymore but the marvelous 
animal cock fucking up into her burning 'hot pussy. Normally she liked 
sucking cock, but right now there was only one thing she wanted to pay any 
attention to. But she knew the only way she could get rid of Murdock's huge 
cock in her mouth was to satisfy him, make him cum, so she began sucking as 
if she were going to swallow him whole, running her tongue wetly around and 
around the saliva-lubricated head, flicking the hot tip teasingly into the 
tiny open slit in the end of his swollen glans. 

Yvonne could feel her sometime lover's cock throbbing in her mouth as if it 
had a life of its own and would erupt at any moment in a great gushing 
fountain of sperm that would flow into her mouth and throat in a never 
ending stream. Yes, she wanted that, wanted this big man seated above her to 
fill her with his cum, his liquid lust, but at the same time she wanted it, 
over with. Then she would be free, free to concentrate on the incredible 
sensations she was receiving from the fiery cock of her animal lover behind. 

Bobbing her head up and down, the dark-haired young beauty sucked to bring 
Murdock to climax, sucked to draw the thick life-giving sperm from his penis 
until the mighty shaft died under her maddening tongue-lashing. Twisting and 
groaning above her, the half-crazed hotel clerk rained down obscenities on 
Yvonne's slaving head, watching with delight as her wide-stretched lips 
strained at his penis as though it were a huge stick of candy. On and on she 
worked, pinned between the two rutting males, the man in front and the dog 
behind. Little by little the very helplessness and humiliation of her 
position began to seep into her consciousness, causing strange masochistic 
sensations of further arousal to begin an erotic fluttering deep up inside 
her churning belly His face writhing in pleasurable agony, Murdock could 
feel the head of his cock jerk and throb under that knowing tongue as though 
his heart itself were beating inside. Each time he pulled his cock back on 
the outstroke, the tender pink flesh of Yvonne's inner lips was sucked out 
with it, clinging hungrily to his blood-engorged shaft as she worked, all 
her energy now concentrated on the task before her. 

The big man stared with obscene delight over her laboring white shoulders, 
looking deep into his own dog's animal eyes as it fucked relentlessly into 
the shuddering female body before him. A great sense of power swept over 
Murdock and for a moment he felt that he and his dog shared the same cock, a 
massive and relentless engine that was skewering the dark-haired girl 
helplessly between them. Strange obscene thrills raced through his fevered 
mind. "Suck it, baby, suck it," he hissed, shutting his eyes and pretending 
for the moment that it was the untouchable young blonde from upstairs who 
was kneeling between his legs Goddamn, he'd like to have her like this, 
shoving it deep down her throat! Yeah, he'd pound it all the way down to her 
tonsils; pump his hot sperm into her throat and fill that snooty little 
belly of hers until she burst. Suddenly, almost by itself, Murdock's pelvis 
began a staccato jerking, ramming his aching hardness even deeper into 
Yvonne's insanely sucking mouth. The trapped young woman could feel it 
throbbing hotly against the insides of her cheeks, and she knew this was it. 
He was going to cum in her mouth! In a moment he was going to flood her with 
his lewd sperm! 

Eager anticipation warred for a moment with disgust in the voluptuous 
divorcee's mind. A part of her wanted to pull away to stop this whole 
perverse thing, while another part hungered for the strange exciting taste 
of male cum that she knew so well. Either way, she wanted to get it over 
with, so that she could focus on being fucked by the dog behind her. 
Tightening her lips, she began to suck as never before, while all the time 
sharp bolts of fiery pleasure shot up through her naked cunt from her 
animal-filled cunt. 

Groaning above her, his head flailing wildly, Murdock rammed deep one last 
time far back into Yvonne's massaging throat, holding her face in the prison 
of his heavy hands. All of a sudden his cock began to jerk, spewing hot jets 
of thick cream-like cum deep into her warmly milking mouth. Yvonne choked as 
she continued sucking, her Adam's apple bobbing madly up and down as she 
tried to keep up with the gushing sperm that streamed almost endlessly into 
the heated confines of her butter-soft mouth. She swallowed desperately, 
clasping her lips in an even tighter elastic ring around his ejaculating 
member, swirling her tongue around and around the bursting head. She wanted 
to suck him dry, to draw all his male strength from him, to fill herself 
with revitalizing semen. His groans of pleasure spurred her on to greater 
effort. On and on it went until the lovely brunette thought it would never 
end, but finally her burly lover's hands fell away from the sides of her 
head and his crazily jerking cock gave one last spurt before falling limply 
from her mouth. She gazed at it in temporary exhaustion for a moment, seeing 
the long rubbery string of cum that still connected it with her lips, 
wondering how such a huge thing could shrink so fast. But a sharp burning 
jolt from behind reminded her she still had one swollen male penis left to 
contend with. 

Yvonne went completely out of her mind now that she was able to concentrate 
all of her attention on the wild sensations that Rajah's cock was pounding 
into her receptive vagina. She looked back over her shoulder at the humping 
animal. 

"Oh God, fuck harder, faster! Come on, darling, fuck your Yvonne... cum in 
me... please... fill me with your animal cum...!" 

The obscenely swaying girl was no longer human but a quivering mass of 
lust-deranged feminine flesh that begged to be subjugated. She was reveling 
in being dominated by this panting beast, overflowing with ungovernable 
desire, grinding her body back against the German shepherd's furry loins 
like another equally depraved animal. Leaning forward, Murdock watched in 
fascination, his depleted cock lying limply on his hairy thigh. Tiny 
rivulets of moisture were building in the crevice between his mistress' 
rotating buttocks, glistening in the soft light as they ran slowly down the 
backs of her straining thighs. The unmistakable signal of fulfillment 
sprayed through Yvonne's steaming loins like the prickling of a million tiny 
needles, gnawing at the base of her belly with the lewd promise of frenzied 
orgasmic rapture. Moaning helplessly as she neared the jagged edges of her 
mounting climax, the panting divorcee rammed back ever harder onto the thick 
wet dog-cock that slithered mercilessly up between her widespread thighs, 
pounding deep past her curl-rimmed cuntal lips. 

Abruptly the passion-stunned girl raised her sensuous face up to wail out a 
choking animalish cry from deep in her cum-flooded throat, her glazed eyes 
growing ever more large and unseeing. 

"Oooohhhh... ooohhh... God, lover... I can't stand it! I'm going mad! Oh, 
fuck me, fuck me with your beautiful animal cock!" 

The lewdly pleading voice died in a strangled mixture of sob and sigh as the 
first wild spasm of her orgasm struck, and then Yvonne groaned and thrust 
her wildly convulsing loins back against the raging dog-penis in a desperate 
lunge. The timing was perfect. Rajah responded with a brutal forward stab 
just as his instinct-driven shaft began to jerk deep inside his human 
captive and spew its scalding animal cum in smooth liquid jets far up into 
her contracting cunt. 

Again the maddened girl gasped out a long soul-felt moan, her tensed 
buttocks reacting convulsively to the lewd animal explosion filling her 
raging belly and loins. Her head was bobbing gently up and down now, dark 
hair hanging forward in a smoky cloud while a lewd combination of animal 
sperm and her own orgasmic juices overflowed from her obscenely sucking 
cuntal mouth and dripped in sticky white pools onto the floor below. 
Finally, the exhausted girl moaned softly and collapsed forward onto the 
carpet at Murdock's feet, Rajah's softening penis slipping wetly from her 
sperm-drenched cunt with' an obscene sucking sound. 

The big dog stood for a moment above the supine body of the woman he had 
just so thoroughly ravished. And then to Murdock's perverse delight, the 
German shepherd's massive head lowered, and he began licking the remnants of 
his own cum from Yvonne's still twitching buttocks, completing the picture 
of depraved bestiality. Then, apparently satiated at last, Rajah moved to 
the far corner of the room and lay down. 

For several minutes there was no sound in the room but the exhausted young 
divorcee's heavy breathing, then she slowly raised her head and smiled at 
Murdock. 

"Never, never, never in my life have I had a fuck that could beat that," she 
said. 

"You don't say?" the hotel clerk responded, a little miffed at the implied 
comparison with his own past efforts in this field. "Better keep it to 
yourself, though. People might make the logical connection and start 
speaking of you as a... bitch." He smiled as the barb went home, but Yvonne 
didn't seem to care. A wistful look came into her large dark eyes as she 
began to think back over what had just happened. "And that tongue... that 
glorious tongue... after the first touch of it I couldn't have stopped 
myself for anything," she sighed. "Well, I guess all you women are suckers 
for anything... " Suddenly Murdock's eyes opened wide as the idea struck 
him. Bounding to his feet, his penis flapping limply from out of his open 
fly he let out a whoop. "Hot damn, that's it, that's it!" he cried. "That's 
the key to little miss hard-to-get upstairs." 

"Huh?" Yvonne asked blankly. 

"Rajah!" the big man answered with a triumphant smile. It was a moment 
before his beautiful mistress caught on, and then she smiled too. 

"Why you sneaky son of a bitch," she said. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

The next morning Sue Walker sat morosely in her robe, wondering if she 
should get dressed. It was already ten o'clock, almost two hours after 
Dennis had left their temporary "home" for his bank, and most of that time 
she had spent sitting in the chair in this dingy hotel room trying to master 
her despair. This morning there had been a repeat performance of last 
night's love-making fiasco, but shorter and more frustrating. 

Dennis had awakened with his usual erection. Sue couldn't fault him for lack 
of erections, it was patience he lacked, not potency. After a night of 
erotic half-waking dreams, his beautiful young wife was happy to fall in 
with his amorous plans, and in a few moments Dennis was once again between 
her eagerly accepting thighs, plunging his desire-hardened member deep up 
into her soft welcoming belly. But it was the same old story just as Sue 
felt her climax approaching, her husband sensed it too and became so excited 
that he came immediately, never giving the slower Sue a chance for her own 
fulfillment. There were the usual red-faced apologies on Dennis' part, and 
the usual sad acceptance from Sue. But then the young husband had to hurry 
off to work, leaving his blonde wife lying unsatisfied and unhappy in their 
bed, staring blankly up at the ceiling. 

Sue didn't move until she heard the door shut behind the departed Dennis, 
then a stifled sob came from deep in her breast. For several moments the 
frustrated young wife remained in the bed, waging a tremendous internal 
battle to keep from satisfying herself with her own hands. This was 
something she had never permitted herself to do, no matter what the 
provocation. While her education and common sense told her that would be the 
sensible approach, some deeper part of subconscious, a remnant of her 
earlier training warned her of sin and guilt and madness. 

Finally, not trusting herself, the young blonde got hastily out of bed and 
wrapped her robe around her trembling body, doing up all the buttons and 
tying the belt tightly around her waist. Then she sat in the chair, her 
hands nervously gripping the upholstered arms. 

Little by little there began to seep into her mind the terrible realization 
that her marriage was in jeopardy, and for a reason that she hadn't known 
existed just a year ago. Like so many others faced with a seemingly 
insoluble problem, Sue wondered how it could be happening to her. Where had 
it all gone wrong? The beginning had been so beautiful. 

Sue had been very carefully brought up, almost strictly, but in a fond' way. 
Both her parents were gently religious people and the training they had 
given their lovely young daughter had been responsible for some of her best 
characteristics her kindness, her gentle temperament. But they had failed 
her in one respect. Sex was never mentioned in her parent's household 
without surrounding it with an almost sacramental aura. The young Sue had 
grown up with the vague idea that when she eventually married something 
would occur between herself and her new husband on their wedding night that 
would be holy, necessary, and somehow slightly repellant. All animal desires 
and appetites were to be firmly but ruthlessly repressed. Sue had been such 
an obedient child that she had had little difficulty in following her 
parents' strictures in regard to the young men she eventually dated. 
Although occasionally a strange unbidden spark seemed to ignite somewhere 
down inside her when one of her more adventurous young suitors pressed his 
strong male body close to hers, Sue was able to quickly suppress it and 
regain control of the situation. 

This had worked well enough for a while, but soon Sue found that her 
maturing body began to play little tricks on her, filling her with powerful 
longings she could hardly control, and that were all the more confusing to 
her because she had no idea what they were. The young teenager was 
completely ignorant of how the "sex act" of which she had heard so much was 
performed between a man and woman, and whenever some of the more 
knowledgeable girls in her class began making lewd comments on what such and 
such a boy had between his legs, Sue would shut out the obscene words, 
remembering her parent's warning that letting evil thoughts into your mind 
was letting the devil into your heart. 

What a shock it was then to the innocent young girl when she took the 
mandatory sex-education course at her high school. To her incredulous horror 
she found out just what it was that men and women were capable of doing 
together. Never in all her life would the shocked young virgin have imagined 
that someday something was going to be shoved up... there! It came as even 
more of a surprise to her that eventually she began to think favorably of 
the idea of some young man doing exactly that to her. By the time she was in 
her senior year, only the constant reminder that she must keep herself pure 
for her eventual husband kept Sue from succumbing to the temptation of at 
least heavy petting. Deep shame at her inability to control her body and her 
emotions battled constantly with her awakening libido, stimulated by the 
free and permissive atmosphere of modern life. 

And then she had met Dennis. The young blonde was a senior then, fully 
developed in all her radiant, lush, innocently seductive beauty. Dennis was 
a college student, home on vacation. Sue was swept off her feet by his 
boyish handsomeness, and soon after their first meeting the two young people 
began seeing one another constantly. Never had there been the slightest 
doubt in either of their minds that each had found their future spouse. To 
Sue's delight her parents had enthusiastically approved of Dennis, charmed 
as much by his quiet good manners as by his obviously promising future in 
banking. 

The wedding took place a year after Sue had graduated, since both felt that 
it would be best if Dennis finished his degree first and got settled into 
his job. It was a difficult year for Sue, since she had now found the man 
she wanted to marry and could no longer war against her physical longings in 
the same old way. But Dennis too had old-fashioned ideas about the sanctity 
of marriage, and on those rare evenings when Sue was sufficiently aroused by 
his gentle caresses to throw her precious virginity to the winds, he would 
be the one to hold back. There was a see-saw struggle for continued chastity 
between them that abated from time to time when Dennis would sneak off for 
an evening to quench his lust in the body of one of his less inhibited 
ex-girl friends. 

So it was with mixed emotions that Sue found herself finally in her nuptial 
bedchamber with her new husband. A kind of shy longing mixed with fear stole 
over her as she came out of the bathroom, dressed only in a flimsy 
diaphanous nightgown that she had purchased just for the occasion. Her mood 
of hopeful innocence made her all the more lovely and desirable to Dennis, 
and he led her immediately to the big bed. The blushing bride let him lift 
the sheer nightgown gently from her body and gave a little shudder of joy as 
he began to kiss her lips, her hair, her trembling young breasts. 

As Dennis began to undress, the blonde nineteen year old virgin modestly 
closed her eyes and never saw the massive penis jutting forward from her 
husband's loins as he moved impatiently between her dutifully opened thighs. 
Then she was aware of pain, pain such as she had never experienced before. 
She cried out as Dennis filled her with his searing, desperate thrusts, and 
mercifully it had been brief. The young wife, the deflowered virgin went to 
sleep that night in the arms of her beloved, secure in the knowledge that 
she had performed as a good wife should. 

Dennis made love to her frequently. After the first time it didn't hurt any 
more and little by little the young bride became aware that it was beginning 
to feel good. For some time Sue tried to deny the delicious feelings that 
her husband's rigid penis stroked into her, making herself hold still when 
her hips showed a tendency to rise to meet Dennis' thrusting loins, but one 
night circumstances betrayed her. 

She and Dennis had just returned from a party, both a little drunk. At 
Dennis' insistence they made love, and for some reason Sue was more than 
usually aroused. At the same time, her husband's orgasm had been delayed as 
he rocked over her in a drunken semi-stupor. For the first time in her life 
the young blonde felt the overpowering building pressure of an approaching 
climax. With her conscience dulled by the alcohol, Sue had not resisted the 
wild explosion building deep inside her tensely trembling belly, but still, 
the shattering reality of her first orgasm had swept over her' with 
devastating surprise, taking her to heights she had never known existed. She 
tasted heaven and nothing less would ever do after that. 

However, life wasn't going to be that easy for the newly aroused young wife. 
Despite a couple of minor instances, her husband's jack rabbit love-making 
failed to bring her to orgasm again. Remembering the ecstasy she had once 
fatally experienced, Sue strived time and time again to come to completion 
before her husband fell heavily forward on her hungering body, unable to 
carry her to the heights she 'so desperately needed. Guilt battled with 
desire within the young blonde's confused mind. Having always been taught 
that lust was wrong, in no matter what form, Sue began to suspect that there 
was something depraved in her natural longings. The very fact that her 
parents' stifling teachings had been imparted in a medium of love and 
affection rather than guilt and fear made her feel all the worse for her 
betrayal. 

Now, nearly a year after her marriage, the young twenty year old wife had to 
face the fact that her first wedding anniversary might see her newly 
separated from her husband. What might have appeared as a sensible move to 
an uninvolved onlooker appeared as stark tragedy to Sue Walker, for the 
young woman truly loved her husband, and the thought of no longer being with 
him drove a red-hot knife blade of anguish deep into her troubled heart. 

Yet, this daily sexual torture could not go on indefinitely, the tormented 
young woman knew. Every day her frustration grew and she knew that sooner or 
later something would have to give. While the thought of removing herself 
from the nightly agony of sleeping with a man who could not satisfy her 
filled her with black despair, the alternative of seeking illicit 
satisfaction with another man, of taking a lover, seemed impossibly 
repellent. How could she betray everything she held sacred by seeking mere 
loveless carnal satisfaction outside her marriage vows? 

Finally arriving again at this too familiar mental impasse, the young blonde 
housewife got up from her chair to seek solace in the way that had become 
all too frequent to her of late. She headed straight for the liquor cabinet, 
and taking out a bottle of bourbon, poured herself a healthy shot. Sue 
quickly drained the glass and poured herself another. This time she sipped 
more slowly, feeling the liquor steal through her jangled nerves with its 
soothing warmth. By the time she had finished the third glass it was one 
o'clock and about time to face the day, and the slightly tipsy blonde 
dressed quickly and carelessly in casual clothes. She decided it wasn't 
worth it to clean up the place since a hotel cleaning woman came in every 
other day and did the heavier chores, so Sue thought she would just let 
things slide until then. 

Last night Dennis had suggested that she spend more time out of the room, 
down in the hotel lobby with the other guests. Knowing in her mind what a 
dry exercise in futility it would be to search out companionship among the 
human vegetables who lurked downstairs during the day, the unhappy blonde 
nevertheless decided it would be better than spending another day cooped up 
in the drab hotel room. So she walked out the door and made her way down the 
stairs, a little shaky on her feet from the alcohol. 

At first it seemed that the lobby was empty, but then Sue heard a movement 
from a comer and to her delight saw Rajah, the big German shepherd lumber to 
his feet. She had always liked the dog but had never had much of a chance to 
get to know him, since he was always downstairs and she was almost always in 
her room. But now, emboldened perhaps by the bourbon, the lonely young woman 
walked unhesitatingly up to the dog and held out her hand in a friendly 
gesture. Rajah responded in his usual affectionate manner and sniffed for a 
moment at her offered hand before licking it. 

"Well... it's been a long time since I've had a gentleman kiss my hand," Sue 
giggled. Kneeling on one knee, she patted the dog's massive head, pleased 
with his friendly reaction. For a moment she thought it might be good for 
her to have a dog, but she knew this could never be while she and Dennis 
still lived in the hotel. Maybe for the time being she could spend more time 
with Rajah, she thought to herself. For his part, Rajah was pleased by the 
attention he was getting from this lovely sweet-smelling young woman. There 
was an air of goodness and gentleness about her that the dog's instincts 
could not fail to pick up. Besides that, the events of last night had made 
him more than usually receptive to the attentions of human females. 

Both Rajah and Sue looked up as a large shadow loomed over them, and Sue 
could not repress a little feeling of annoyance as she saw that Mr. Murdock, 
the desk clerk, had approached unseen. She immediately steeled herself to 
meet his usual leering appraisal of her body but to her surprise his face 
was simply open and friendly. 

"You and Rajah getting to know one another?" he asked. "Just a little," Sue 
responded cautiously. "You're lucky to have such a fine dog, Mr. Murdock." 

"Thanks. You know, he doesn't always take to people the way he takes to you. 
You must have a special feeling for animals." 

To her surprise, Sue found herself blushing at the compliment. It was true, 
she had always loved animals, but she hadn't had much time for them since 
her marriage. She was glad she had come downstairs. Mr. Murdock had always 
made her nervous, the way he openly stared at her body, but now she was 
wondering if maybe she had misjudged him. Perhaps her obvious interest in 
his dog had opened up another side to the man she hadn't known existed. 
After a moment's silence she said, "Thank you, Mr. Murdock. Yes, I do like 
animals, but who wouldn't like a beautiful creature like Rajah?" 

"Plenty," he answered with a laugh. "All some people have to do is look at 
his size and they immediately imagine him as some kind of mad killer wolf. 
It pays off sometimes, though. Not many people are likely to try and break 
into the hotel when they see who's guarding it. The trouble is, the big lug 
would probably just want to make friends." He patted the dog affectionately 
on the head. It was clear that he really had a deep affection for the 
animal, and Sue remembered an old saying that anyone who liked dogs couldn't 
be all bad. 

"I'm really glad to see that you get along with Rajah," Murdock continued. 
"Because it may solve a problem for me today, with your approval of course. 
I have to go take care of some business this afternoon and can't take Rajah 
with me. Do you think you could look after him in your room?" 

Surprised by the offer, it was a moment before Sue could answer. 

"Why, yes," she finally replied, "I'd love to." 

That was true enough the prospect of spending the afternoon in the pleasant 
company of Rajah immediately brightened the outlook of an otherwise gloomy 
day. 

"Fine, fine," Murdock said. "I have, to leave in about half an hour. Why 
don't you and Rajah just get used to each other down here, and when you're 
ready, take him up to your room." 

For the next hour Sue remained in the lobby, petting and talking to the big 
dog. Murdock left while she was still there, and when Rajah saw him going 
out the door he whined a little, but it took very little effort for Sue to 
coax his attention back to her. Finally, a while later the young blonde 
stood up from her chair in the lobby and called the big German shepherd. 

"Come on, boy," she said, starting for the stairs. For an instant Rajah 
hesitated, not wanting to be too far away from the door where his master had 
exited. But Sue patted her thigh invitingly with one hand and renewed her 
invitation. At that time she didn't realize why the dog so eagerly followed 
her. 

Entering her room, the unsuspecting housewife held the door open a moment 
for Rajah and then crossed the room to sit in the one comfortable chair. She 
looked fondly over at the dog. 

"You can't know how nice it is to have somebody here with me," she said to 
him, "Even if you can't talk. I hope you don't mind putting up with a 
running monologue, Rajah, old buddy." Hearing his name, the dog looked up 
inquisitively. He was happy to be here with this beautiful, friendly woman. 
There was. a certain sexual element that subtly impressed itself on the big 
shepherd, but it was buried far back in his mind. He had not yet seen or 
heard any of his normal cues naked female flesh, an open invitation, or the 
intoxicating exciting odor of hot genital secretions. 

For some time there was very little sound or movement in the room. Both the 
young woman and the big dog sat quietly, silently enjoying one another's 
presence. Finally Sue broke the mood by getting up and pouring herself a 
drink. She took a sip and then looked over at Rajah. 

"I think I'll change into something sensible," she said as if she were 
talking to a male visitor. 

Putting down the glass, the young blonde took her robe back out of the 
closet and laid it on the bed, then started undressing. At first she did so 
unselfconsciously, but little by little she became aware of the dog's intent 
gaze as she took off each item of clothing. Without quite realizing why, she 
became slightly nervous, as if she were taking off her clothes in front of a 
strange man Angry at herself for what she considered a display of excessive 
prudery, the young woman turned her back on the dog. Sue was now stripped 
down to her panties, and she automatically bent to slip them down over her 
thighs. Since she had turned around, she could no longer see Rajah, and did 
not notice him rise quietly to his feet and approach her from the rear. The 
first notice she had of his presence was when the big dog shoved his cool 
damp nose up between her slightly parted thighs as she was bending down to 
pick up her discarded panties from the floor. 

"Ahhh!" she cried out in shock as the inquisitive nose jabbed against her 
exposed anus. Straightening up quickly, the naked young wife turned towards 
her assailant. 

"Naughty dog," she scolded, managing to feel ridiculous at the same time. 
Then, seeing the hurt look on the big animal's face, the young blonde knelt 
to take his big head in her hands. That was a mistake. Interpreting her 
friendly action for an invitation, Rajah's thick wet tongue shot out and 
lovingly caressed one of her naked breasts, forcing the soft pink nipple 
into immediate hardness. 

Once again the young woman backed away with a little gasp as a warm tingling 
spread over her smooth white flesh. Rajah immediately moved forward, his big 
head thrusting towards the inviting golden "vee" that nestled so close there 
between Sue's full satiny thighs. Even though the horrified young woman 
immediately clamped her legs tightly together, she couldn't help but feel 
the sudden shock as Rajah snuffled over her tender forbidden treasures. All 
at once the mountainous sexual frustration that she had earlier been able to 
temporarily bury with the aid of bourbon began to take possession of her 
body again. The shocked young blonde's eyes glazed over for a moment and a 
strange paralysis froze her to the spot. For one split second she wondered 
how it would be if she let Rajah once again place his questing nose up 
against her moist tender and sensitive parts. 

"No, no, no!" Sue exclaimed more to herself than to the dog, shaking her 
head angrily. How could she let such thoughts even enter her mind, she 
thought desperately. Snatching up her robe, the confused young woman wrapped 
it around her, not even putting her arms in the sleeves. Her first stop was 
the liquor cabinet again. With a full glass, Sue sat down heavily in the 
chair, squeezing her thighs firmly together. That was a mistake, as she 
immediately discovered. Her guarded position only pressed her pussy lips 
tightly together, inflaming rather than smothering the fire that had been 
smoldering there ever since last night. It didn't help a bit that Rajah sat 
right in front of her, an eager look in his big brown eyes, his attention 
obviously focused on her body. 

At first Sue had thought that Rajah's invasion of her secret flesh was just 
a kind of natural canine attempt to get to know her better, in the friendly 
overeager manner of dogs everywhere. 

But now it was clear that he had wanted to follow up his initial exploration 
with a direct assault on her nakedly exposed genitals. The nervous young 
woman couldn't know that in her already aroused condition, her body was 
beginning to send out strong scented signals to the dog's sharp nose as her 
aromatic secretions began to flow. All she knew was that she was filled with 
a kind of obscene thought of somebody, something, anything quenching this 
delicious torture deep up between her legs. Christ, why not the dog? she 
thought, but immediately her shamed mind was flooded with images of 
lightning from heaven striking her dead on the spot. Tilting back her lovely 
blonde head, Sue drained the last of the bourbon from her glass, and was 
rewarded with a temporary respite from her worry, as a kind numbness spread 
through her half-covered body. But soon that wore off, and the young wife 
knew she was going to have another drink. 

Once she was on her feet heading back for the liquor cabinet with the robe 
still clutched to her breast, Sue knew she had made a mistake in standing 
up. With each step her thighs rubbed tightly over her swollen vaginal lips, 
stoking the fires of need even higher. Another drink helped, but at the same 
time as it deadened her feelings, it also lowered her inhibitions. Looking 
down at the eagerly waiting dog, Sue thought again, why not? This morning I 
was thinking of leaving my husband rather than take a lover. It wouldn't be 
the same as infidelity to let this innocent dog just maybe play with me a 
little... would it? He certainly couldn't tell anyone, could he? Suddenly a 
cold calculating gleam shone in Sue's liquor-glazed eyes. Maybe she could 
act as if she were going to do it but not really carry it through... oh, 
hell, she had to do something besides just sit here like an idiot, she 
thought. Maybe a nice bath would help. 

Walking rather unsteadily now, Sue went into the bathroom and turned on' the 
water to fill the tub. She was careful not to bend over in front of Rajah 
but kept her side turned towards him. "You just stay there, big boy," she 
said with mock severity. Rajah had followed her to the bathroom but her 
words kept him from coming all the way inside. Instead, the huge German 
shepherd sat on his haunches in the doorway, watching with undisguised 
eagerness as his new friend readied her bath. When the tub was full and the 
water turned off, Sue could not help hesitating and she began to toss her 
robe aside. But then, in her liquor-clouded brain, she began to fantasize 
what she thought of as the ultimate seduction scene. 

Excited by her own imagined depravity, the lovely young blonde slowly let 
her robe fall away from her alabaster flesh, giggling a little cruelly as 
she saw Rajah once again grow hopeful. But before the German shepherd could 
move, Sue stepped quickly into the tub and sank down under the soothing warm 
water. Feeling protected now, the blonde wife let the dog move close. For a 
moment she felt as if she could almost fall asleep in the water, but then 
her starved libido took over once again, filling her mind with thoughts that 
she could never have borne if she had not been partly drunk. The very 
strangeness of the situation had snapped some mental block inside her, a 
block that had been built by her parents and had held down her normal 
sensual development all these years. Suddenly, ten years of bottled-up 
images began to flash before her mind's eye images that she would have once 
hurriedly dismissed as horribly obscene. Images of twisting naked bodies, 
rigid angry red male penises, passion-distorted faces. At the same time, Sue 
became aware that the tips of her nipples were projecting up out of the hot 
bath water, and the contrast of the cooler room air brushing over their pink 
sensitiveness caused them to harden involuntarily. Never before so conscious 
of her nipples as she was now, the young blonde looked down in fascination 
at their turgid fullness and pushed them up a little further out of the 
water. Just then her eyes met those of Rajah's who had stealthily crept 
right up to the edge of the bathtub. "Oh God, lick them, Rajah," the young 
woman blurted out, surprising herself by her own words. At the same time, 
her hand reached up out of the water, dripping, and pulled the animal's head 
close to the painfully throbbing coral tips of her partly submerged breasts. 
Somehow she felt that this would be all right that the rest of her body 
would be protected by the water. While Rajah's massive head dipped 
obediently towards her waiting flesh, Sue watched in delightful 
apprehension. Then without warning, the hot thick canine tongue lashed out 
and stroked across the ruby jewels lying below it. 

"Aaaahhhh," Sue cried out in ecstasy at that first searing touch. Her arm 
fell back in the water with a splash and she propped herself up in the water 
on her elbows, arching her back a little so that nearly all of her 
full-mounded breasts pushed up above the water. Stroke after stroke the long 
thick tongue laved over the nakedly trembling flesh below, sending waves of 
delicious ecstasy rippling sensuously through Sue's body. Rajah put his 
front feet up on the edge of the tub so he could more easily reach both the 
offered pleasure-buds, licking impartially at first one, and then the other. 
Adding to the sheer physical pleasure for Sue was the realization of the 
obscene strangeness of the scene her lying back in her bath while a huge dog 
licked at her breasts, just her breasts, because the rest of her was lying 
out of reach beneath the bath water, naked, visible, yet protected by its 
comforting liquid shield. 

And the strangest of all' was the isolated power of the pleasure she was 
deriving from this unnatural stimulation. All feeling was concentrated in 
her swollen nipples and breasts. The heat of the water that covered the rest 
of her body had a soothing, deadening effect on her nerves, and for the time 
being, all Sue was aware of was her breasts. She was her breasts, reminded 
of their existence every time that hot wet animal tongue dragged over her 
trembling rock-hard nipples. 

At the same time an' almost unbearable pressure was growing somewhere deep 
inside her belly, brought to life by the wild sensations in her taut young 
breasts, yet not satisfied by them alone. Bit by bit the now moaning young 
blonde knew that she would never achieve the release she so needed from 
Rajah's present licking, no matter how excitingly pleasant it felt. Indeed, 
it was beginning to worsen her original frustration. She had hoped to be 
brought to some general orgasm by this alone, by a kind of vicarious fueling 
of her vaginal fires from above. Instead, the localized nature of the 
pleasure she was receiving was becoming almost maddening, making her flinch 
now at each rough hot swipe of the big dog's tongue across her trembling 
white flesh. 

Unable to stand it anymore, the desperate young wife let her heaving breasts 
sink down below the surface again into the warm sanctuary of the water. But 
her relief lasted only a moment. Already aroused from her husband's earlier 
lovemaking, the beautiful young blonde had now reached a fever-pitch of 
frustration such as she had never known before. All thoughts of possible 
guilt, all moral hesitations were forgotten, wiped from her consciousness by 
all the bourbon she had consumed. All she was aware of now was her body, and 
her body needed fulfillment. Her big blue eyes met those of the dog, who had 
been staring disappointedly down into the water that covered the soft 
feminine mounds he had been so happily licking. But his frustration was to 
be short-lived. 

"You're going to have to be the one, Rajah. You're going to have to do it 
for me!" the young housewife said in a choked low voice. She stood up in the 
tub, splashing water over the floor in her haste. Slightly alarmed, the big 
German shepherd backed hastily away as Sue stepped from the tub, dripping, 
and began hastily drying her body. When finished, she motioned with her 
hands for the dog to go into the other room ahead of her. Following the 
confused animal, Sue went straight back to the chair and sat down or rather, 
almost lay down in it, her full round buttocks poised on the forward edge 
and her head and shoulders propped up against the back. Aware now only of 
her own need, the hopelessly excited young woman hooked her knees up over 
the padded arms of the chair, one on either side so that her thighs were 
spread wide apart, exposing the honey-fringed slit in between to the whining 
dog's eager gaze. 

Without the slightest sense of shame, the normally restrained young wife 
reached down and spread apart her already tight-stretched cuntal lips, so 
that the wet pink inner folds were completely revealed to the excitedly 
watching dog. Never before had the big animal had a woman offer himself to 
him in just this way, and his bright eyes took in the whole scene avidly, 
not knowing quite where to start. Not all that familiar with the human 
anatomy, Rajah stared curiously at the tiny, nakedly exposed clitoris, 
already standing out rigidly like a miniature penis. Just below, surrounded 
by soft pussy flesh, the pink-petaled vaginal opening, moist both from the 
remains of the bath water and Sue's already copiously flowing cuntal 
secretions. But it was the tightly puckered little ring of her anus that 
most attracted the waiting animal, and he looked questioningly from it up 
toward his beautiful human friend's passion-softened face. 

Seeing the animal's questioning look, the panting young blonde knew she 
couldn't wait any longer. "Please, Rajah, please! Lick my cunt... make me 
cum... ! Almost as if in a dream, the once-innocent unsullied twenty year 
old heard these obscene words coming with desperate urgency from her own 
pleading lips. The color of her half-glazed eyes changed to a softer, deeper 
blue as she saw the animal cautiously stretch his neck forward, his shiny 
black nose dipping towards her openly waiting slit. But as much as she 
wanted to feel something pressing into her hot flesh, the cold reality of 
that snuffling nose drove the breath from her lungs as it jabbed wetly 
against her naked and unprotected anus. 

"Uuunnnnnhhhh," she groaned, and her buttocks made an automatic attempt to 
twist away from the dog's first attack, but her position in the chair made 
escape impossible. 

After that it didn't matter, for once again Rajah's pleasure-giving tongue 
snaked out, digging deep into the soft moist flesh so fully exposed before 
it. 

"Oh God," Sue blurted out the moment that irresistible tongue shot deep 
between her widespread buttocks to lick wormingly up and down the smooth 
fleshy split around her anal opening. For a while she lost track of time as 
the blissful titillation went on and on up between her high-held thighs, 
knowing only that she never wanted that rapturous animal tonguing to stop. 
Propped lewdly in the chair, the moaning, gasping young wife felt the wet 
searing licking move up over her pulsating cunt-lips, tracing the thin 
hair-lined edges until it lapped finally over her hotly trembling clitoris. 
Again and again it happened, the fire-filled tongue spreading through her 
softly yielding cuntal flesh like a knife through melting butter, 
occasionally darting in a lunging curl far up into her wildly craving 
vaginal mouth. The lust-crazed young wife moaned and spasmed with ecstasy 
beneath the lingual stimulation, her liquor-hazed eyes lustfully feeding on 
the incredible obscene spectacle taking place between her widespread legs 
below. 

Oooooohhh... she would cum a dozen times, the lewdly sprawled housewife 
thought giddily as the long hot tongue jolted incredible sensations through 
her smoldering nakedness. 

The twisting darting tongue snaked out relentlessly, again and again between 
Sue's quivering white thighs, mercilessly splaying aside her fevered cuntal 
lips and sliding deep into the wetly flowering vaginal opening. 

"OhGodohGodohGodohGod," the naked blonde stammered in helpless submission 
before that enslaving tongue. Her back automatically arched up to thrust her 
steaming genitals toward Rajah while the back of her head pressed into the 
chair. For long moments at a time the pleasure-wracked girl held that rigid 
position, her lovely eager young body curved like a drawn bow, full firm 
breasts thrust out high and trembling in front of her, softly flexing thighs 
spreading further and further apart in a mindless attempt to open up her 
body to the maximum, begging for the animal's slavering tongue to drive 
deep, deep up inside her hungering belly. 

And it did, again and again and again. Rajah ardently stroked his hot 
fleshiness up into that glistening pink slit, his own loins beginning to 
burn now as the sensual feminine odor of Sue's rising passion flooded into 
his nostrils. 

"Oh, yes, yes, yes, darling" Sue moaned over and over again, her hips 
beginning a slow revolving motion up against the slaving dog's furiously 
licking tongue. Reaching up with her own hands, she began to pinch and roll 
her wildly throbbing nipples between her fingers, sending increased tingles 
of sensual delight surging down throughout her entire writhing body. "God, 
God, keep licking... licking. It feels so good. I-I'm going to cum in just a 
minute... faster, faster, baby... ohhh... " The helplessly inflamed girl's 
ravings became a delirious chant, keeping time to the dog's continuous 
lavings of her blood-engorged cunt. She knew she was about to cum - she 
could feel the fragile bubble browing deep up inside her already spasming 
belly. Yes... just another few seconds... 

But Sue had not been the only one aroused by the obscene licking of her 
lewdly presented cunt. All the while Rajah was acutely aware of the growing 
pressure in his own loins. Although the big animal loved the sweet musky 
taste of the passion soaked genitals before him, at the same time he wanted 
to do with this lovely young human what he had done last night to Yvonne. 
But that would be impossible with Sue lying back in the chair. Regretfully, 
yet hopefully, the big German shepherd backed away, waiting to see if Sue 
would offer herself to him in the only way he knew on all fours. 

"My God!" Sue cried out in horror as Rajah moved away from her. "What 
happened to that wonderful tongue?" Sitting up halfway in the chair, the 
liquor-dazed blonde girl pleaded desperately, wondering if once again she 
would be brought to the edge of fulfillment only to be abandoned to her 
frustration. "Please, Rajah," she begged, "Sue wants you to do it. Lick me 
just a little more... just a little... " Then her voice froze in her throat 
as Rajah backed away another step, his massive scarlet penis slowly emerging 
from the hairy sheath under his belly. Breathlessly the young wife stared at 
the size of the glistening shaft that dangled and swayed in ever-growing 
hardness before her unbelieving eyes. For a few moments she could not think 
at all, fascinated by the sight of the canine penis presented before her in 
naked erection, slowly becoming aware of the sensations of pure sensual 
hunger that great organ was causing deep up inside her denied cunt. Slowly 
sinking down into that need, the mesmerized young woman realized with sudden 
horror the terrible nature of the idea that was building in her mind. An 
idea too obscene for even the most depraved mind. 

She wanted Rajah to fuck her, yes fuck her with that huge beautiful cock, 
the cock that she had helped harden by the power of her own sexual abandon! 

A desperate struggle began in the girl's confused and over stimulated mind. 
Why not? she thought. Who would know? And then it occurred to her that she 
would know, and such a memory might be more than she could live with. . 
Shame grappled with sexual hunger as the frustrated young wife tried to 
think rationally, but she was far past the ability to reason. It was now or 
never, her nerves screamed, and with a helpless little whimper the naked 
young blonde slid out of the chair until she was kneeling before the 
hungrily whining dog. Their faces were so close that Rajah automatically 
licked her nose, and the exciting odor of her own sex-juices that still 
clung to the animal's muzzle turned the trick, igniting an overwhelming 
spark of pure lust inside her spinning mind. That and the sight of a drop of 
seminal fluid that glistened like a jewel at the tapered point of his 
scarlet shaft, promising to fill her with pleasure and fulfillment! 

With a moan of complete surrender, the young blonde housewife turned her 
back towards Rajah and dropped to her hands and knees, lewdly presenting her 
buttocks to the waiting animal like a bitch in heat. All hesitation gone 
now, excitedly aware of the stimulatingly obscene nature of the act she was 
about to perform, the inflamed young woman looked back over her shoulder and 
hissed, "Come on, Rajah, do it to me. Put your beautiful cock in my cunt and 
fuck me till I can't stand it any more. " Rajah immediately understood her 
tone if not her words, and the big animal stalked forward, his huge penis 
jerking and dancing beneath his hairy torso as he moved. And if Sue's verbal 
invitation had not been enough, the dog could not have mistaken her obscene 
gesture as the girl lewdly reached her own fingers back to spread her 
trembling cuntal lips wide, presenting the wetly flowering vaginal opening 
naked to the eager animal. 

The big German shepherd easily mounted her proffered white buttocks, his 
strong furry forelegs gripping tightly around Sue's sleek smooth torso. But 
the inexperienced girl didn't realize she' would have to guide him in. Even 
though all instincts told the excited Rajah to bury his aching cock deep up 
between Sue's expectantly quivering ass-cheeks, he couldn't find the 
entrance. Time and time again the bevel-shaped tip of his penis slid 
harmlessly past her hair-fringed vaginal opening, rubbing just hard enough 
to drive both girl and dog to incredible new heights of frustration. 

Sobbing with desire and embarrassment, the kneeling young blonde finally 
reached one hand back between her thighs and took the stone-hard penis in 
her fingers. Rajah whimpered as he felt the warm pressure against his 
pulsating stiffness, but when he made no move to pull away, Sue guided the 
rigid scarlet shaft slowly forward, inserting it finally between her tautly 
swollen pussy-lips, sliding the sharp tapered tip sensuously up and down 
first as she made sure it was well lubricated with her own sex juices. Then 
the panting young girl tremblingly planted the point of the organ that 
burned so hotly against her fingers right up against the entrance to her 
tight young vagina and braced herself for the shock to come. 

"Come on, Rajah," she gasped back over her shoulder. "Ram it in! Fill me 
with it!" And that's just what Rajah did. Sensing finally that he was at the 
entrance to his long-sought goal, the powerful German shepherd only did what 
nature demanded. He lunged forward, fucking his lust-swollen hardness deep 
into her whitely churning belly. 

Mercilessly that huge pole of scarlet hardness tore into the quivering pussy 
before it, never stopping until the dog's sperm-bloated balls crashed 
against Sue's tightly clenched vulva. As soon as the animal sensed his 
complete penetration of the kneeling girl before him he began to ram into 
her with relentless jack hammer drives, machine-like as he animal fucked the 
helplessly cringing Sue. 

"Aaaaaaagggggh, uuuuunnnnhh," the stunned girl managed to gasp out, amazed 
at the sudden explosion of pain in her instantly filled pussy. Instinctively 
she tried to crawl forward to escape the first relentless penetration but 
found she could not shake loose Rajah's powerful forelegs that clamped 
vise-like around her body. As she tried to move forward, the dog followed, 
dancing along on his hind legs, never missing a stroke as he continued to 
fuck into the pain-wracked young wife's wide-splayed cunt. 

Caught up in their own drama, neither Sue nor the dog noticed the tiny 
peep-hole in the ceiling slide silently open, a glittering eye behind it 
staring down at their shameless depravity. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

After leaving the hotel, Karl Murdock went straight to a neighborhood bar 
and made himself comfortable on a stool. He sat for nearly an hour, not 
wanting to go back too soon and find Sue still in the lobby with the dog. 
Finally he decided to chance it and walked back. As he entered the lobby, he 
was relieved to see that it was empty. Going upstairs silently, the big man 
headed straight for the attic. Once inside he moved even more cautiously, 
but in a moment it was clear he hadn't needed to be so careful. From the 
volume of the moans and cries below, he knew he could have done a tap dance 
and Sue Walker would never have noticed. 

Eagerly the big man opened the peep-hole, expecting a lascivious scene but 
getting much more than he had bargained for. By then Sue was sliding off the 
bed and getting on her knees in front of Rajah, and Murdock had to choke 
back a gasp as his watching eye once again took in the pink and ivory 
perfection of Sue's naked young body. As she knelt before the dog, Murdock 
could see that her blue eyes were wild and shining with passion, and the 
soft golden pussy curls nestling between her tender young thighs were soaked 
through with the moisture of her excitement. My God, he had almost been too 
late! He'd expected the seemingly innocent young woman to resist for a long 
time before she fell prey to the dog's innocent seduction. In fact, he had 
rather doubted the plan would work at all, but here she was, his long-lusted 
after tenant, dropping on her hands and knees before his dog, her tightly 
swelling ass-cheeks raised up in lewd supplication, begging Murdock's pet to 
fuck her. 

Murdock hardly dared breathe as he watched awe-struck through the narrow 
opening in the curtain. Unbelieving, he saw his German shepherd mount the 
girl's obscenely presented buttocks, knowing it was going to be painful for 
that huge dog-cock to fit into the tiny pink opening Sue was offering back 
to the wildly aroused animal. 

For one long moment he saw the dog's swollen red penis poised against Sue's 
tight young cunt, held there by her own trembling fingers, and then without 
warning it disappeared from view, driven deep into the squirming flesh 
before it by the powerful animal. It was no surprise to Murdock when the 
crouching girl cried out in pain the only wonder was that she had been able 
to take that huge fleshy pole at all. Murdock reached for the camera he had 
hidden in the attic the night before and began excitingly taking pictures. 
By God, he thought, these were going to get him what his own dog was 
getting, wait and see! 

Down in the room below, having tried to no avail to escape the terrible 
impalement of Rajah's driving cock, Sue Walker knew there could be no 
turning back now. She would have to go on to the end no matter how much it 
hurt, go on until Rajah emptied his lewd animal sperm deep up into her 
cock-stuffed belly, her feral passion finally satiated. 

The pain-wracked young wife tried to spread her thighs wider, hoping it 
would give the panting dog easier access to her cruelly stretched vagina, 
and it did help a little. Even so, Sue could feel that huge fleshy engine 
ramming like a rubbery pile-driver again and again up into hitherto unused 
depths of her vagina until it felt as if her pelvis was going to be split 
wide apart. Low shuddering pain-filled moans escaped in a continuous stream 
from her lips pulled back tightly over glistening white teeth. Wham, wham, 
wham, those hairy animal loins thudded resoundingly into her widespread 
buttocks, each advance from the rear ramming that merciless scarlet spear 
another fraction of an inch deeper into her soft plundered pussy flesh. 

Then to her surprise, the whimpering young wife found that it didn't hurt 
anymore. In fact, it was beginning to feel good. Little by little the 
pain-filled expression on the girl's fine-boned face turned in to a blind 
stare of passionate acceptance as she crouched in helpless submission before 
the madly humping animal. Then, almost without warning, the blonde housewife 
felt her hips begin a mindless automatic motion back against the deeply 
invading dog-penis and in another moment the liquor-crazed young woman was 
twisting her buttocks in lewd circles of abandoned passion, mewling and 
moaning in lascivious pleasure. 

Oh God, she thought, this was how she had always wanted to be fucked 
endlessly, hard, brutally. That mindless driving penis behind was filling 
her with more pleasure than she had ever thought possible. Enchanted, she 
tried to look back under her body to watch that steaming rod of 
lust-quenching animal flesh disappearing up into her grasping cunt, but she 
could only see Rajah's hairy canine balls as they swung repeatedly against 
her tender clitoris, causing her additional jolts of lewd pleasure. Dropping 
down to the elbow of one arm, the straining girl reached her other hand back 
between her legs to her own pussy and let her fingers encircle Rajah's red 
slippery cock as it flashed in and out between her sensitively swollen cunt 
lips, at the same time digging her thumb knuckle gratifyingly hard into her 
own passion-drenched cuntal flesh. 

Sweating, panting, moaning, the gyrating girl felt a rush of obscene 
pleasure come over her as she was hit by the full realization of what she 
was doing. Somehow the very thought of crouching lewdly on the floor, 
offering her pure young body to a panting animal added another dimension of 
lust-filled depravity to the sensations and emotions that were already 
ravaging her wildly aroused inner depths. God, how utterly... obscene, the 
formerly innocent young wife thought to herself in amazement while ever 
growing pleasure radiated through her shamefully used body. 

Watching from above, Murdock too was aroused by the sheer depravity of the 
unnatural scene as he saw the thick scarlet dog-cock disappear with 
ferocious regularity up into his young blonde idol's squirming pink 
pussy-hole, continuing to take pictures while he ground the hardening cock 
inside his trousers down against the floor. 

"Oooohhh, oooohhh, oooohhh," he heard the girl chant in obvious pleasure as 
she moved her buttocks back against Rajah's driving loins. She was obviously 
completely enraptured by the lustful animal-fucking she was receiving from 
behind. With no conscious intent, Murdock found that he was pressing his own 
lecherously swollen cock-shaft up and down against the floor in the same 
tempo as Rajah's cock fucking rhythmically into the girl's tight pink cunt. 
Murdock could see it all, since Sue was turned slightly away from him, could 
see that merciless glistening shaft sawing relentlessly in and out, drawing 
forth her soft, clinging pink vaginal flesh on the outstroke and ramming it 
back inside each time the big animal lunged forward. But the most exciting 
thing to the watching desk clerk was the completely wild committed way that 
Sue moved her own voluptuous ass-cheeks back to seek fulfillment from the 
hard red shaft of' dog-flesh plunging deep up into her hotly seething little 
belly. Never in his whole life had Murdock seen a woman so passionately 
involved, so lost in lust, and he knew that he must have her, no matter how 
long it took. The irony of his lying here on the floor of the attic with 
that red hot little piece of tail just scant yards away in the room below, 
forced to satisfy herself with an animal, almost made him smile. It hardly 
seemed sensible to the watching man's tortured titillated brain that he 
should be up here fucking a wall while his goddamn dog was humping the 
wildest piece of tail this side of the moon Murdock gritted his teeth, 
knowing that he would just have to accept the fact that he must wait. He 
forced himself to go on taking pictures. 

As each new thrust from the slaving Rajah jolted further delights into her 
already passion-flooded body, Sue found her mind wandering back to the times 
when she had gone out with young men before her marriage. On several 
occasions, when they had pressed their affections on her, the young virgin 
was able to feel their erect penises through their trousers. At the time, 
the innocent young girl had been disgusted and sickened, but now she began 
to feel a strange regret for all the cocks she had passed up. If she had 
only known how wonderful a cock could feel, plundering her cunt... cock... 
cock... cock, the young wife thought to herself, eyes closed in dreamy 
ecstasy. How different it all seemed now! Under the constant stimulation she 
was receiving from Rajah's massive penis, the kneeling blonde dreamed of a 
world populated by innumerable cocks, enough to keep her satisfied the rest 
of her days. 

Rajah too was happy. Looking down over the smooth glowing white back before 
him, the faithful. animal kept his mind on his task, redoubling the force of 
his wild thrusts into the sweet-smelling young human who had opened up to 
him her lovely soft body. "Oooooohh," Sue cried as the ever-swelling animal 
cock pounded ever deeper up into her, and "Ooooohhh," again. For a moment 
the young girl's eyes unfocused a little as though seh were looking into 
distant mists. A burning tightness was growing deep up inside her womb a 
tightness that she knew would soon explode into orgasm. It was just as well, 
for Rajah wsa beginning to tire, his tongue lolling from hi open mouth. The 
big animal put out one last great effort, wondering in his animal mind how 
much longer he could keep it up. Already: tickling burning feeling was 
torturing his hairy cum-bloated testicles. 

Wanting to get the full benefit of the animal' tremendously enlarged shaft, 
the moaning girl thrust her buttocks back just as Rajah rammed sharply 
forward. The wildly excited Sue could feel that rock-hard pole smashing past 
her tender pussy-lips on its way toward her ultimate inner depths. 

That was the final trigger Sue needed and suddenly she felt as though she 
had been hit in the belly with a fist as all her muscles contracted at once 
in spasms of wild delight. Her buttocks flexed and hollowed, giving power to 
her clenching pussy as it pulled' wildly on Rajah's near-bursting cock. All 
this was too much for the already fully aroused dog and suddenly his hot 
animal cum began to jet far up into Sue's madly squirming cunt. The gasping 
girl had one split second to think how different it felt from her husband's 
orgasms more like one long hot squirt that seemed to drill a hole right 
through her quivering, yielding insides, and then Sue's mind exploded in a 
great flare of colored lights from this last incredible stimulation and she 
started to cum all over again. 

From above, Murdock's eyes bulged in amazement as he watched his dog empty 
his savage balls into the wildly gyrating body of the young blonde who knelt 
before him in total abject depravity, wailing and thrashing as she pressed 
her hungrily milking cunt back against the spurting animal cock as if she 
were afraid to let one drop of the milky fluid escape. The thick liquid 
gushed out from where her snug little cunt clasped tightly around Rajah's 
jerking member, running in sticky trails down her convulsing thighs. 
Finally, with one last quiver, Sue's sperm-flooded body went rigid in final 
release, and the exhausted girl fell limply forward onto the carpet, Rajah's 
diminishing cock slipping from her battered vagina with a soft, wet swishing 
sound. 

For long moments Murdock remained looking down from the attic peep-hole 
above, wanting to impress this scene on his mind as his camera had already 
fixed it forever on film. As he stared down at the disheveled gasping body 
of the voluptuous girl lying on the floor below, the secret watcher could 
not keep his eyes from feasting one last time on the glistening naked beauty 
of her sensuously swelling hips and thighs, especially where he could make 
out the bright pink ribbon of cuntal flesh peeking out from between her 
wide-splayed thighs. For a moment Murdock was almost overwhelmed by a desire 
to rush down into the room and ravish her where she lay, but he struggled to 
bring himself under control. The pictures in the camera would accomplish 
that for him soon enough, he knew. So far his plan had gone flawlessly, and 
there was no reason to doubt that the rest would work just as well. The hard 
part had been accomplished. Sue Walker had actually let his dog make love to 
her. The rest should be a smooth flow of events that would inexorably bring 
the forever compromised young wife under his power. 

Permitting himself one last glimpse, Murdock then quietly closed the 
peep-hole and stole away across the room, content to give Sue Walker a 
chance for solitude... and remorse. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

Several hours later that same day, early in the evening, all the tenants of 
the hotel were seated in the dining room for their evening meal. There 
weren't very many, and only a few tables were in use. At one of them, Dennis 
and Sue Walker were silently eating. The young banker had had a bad day at 
work and coming home had found his wife even less communicative than the 
evening before. She seemed hesitant to meet his eye, almost furtive, and he 
wondered if she wasn't keeping something from him. 

As usual the dinner wasn't particularly good, which didn't help dispel the 
mood of gloom that layover the Walker's table. Being an enterprising young 
man, Dennis tried to see if he couldn't make things a little better. 

"Do anything interesting today?" he asked. In response, Sue's head jerked 
up, fleeting terror in her eyes. 

"No... no, nothing in particular. But I did take care of Mr. Murdock's dog 
for him for awhile." Dennis was surprised, first by Sue's overreaction to 
his question and then to her flat lifeless answer. But not being a deep 
thinker, he dismissed the matter from his mind, passing it off to the usual 
unexplainable female moodiness. Instead, his question turned his attention 
to his own day at the office. 

"I wish I could have such an easy time," he said, never loathe to talk about 
his work. "By lunch time I felt like I wanted to chuck the whole thing and 
go off and live in a cave somewhere." He waited, thinking Sue would respond 
to his cue by showing her usual interest in anything connected with him, but 
the young blonde was toying absent-mindedly with her napkin, her eyes on her 
plate. Nothing daunted, Dennis went on. 

"It was that damn Tom Peterson. You know how he's been gunning for my job. 
Well, he found a way to take credit for some work I've been doing, and not 
only that, made it look as if I'd botched the whole thing. Some day I'm 
gonna slip arsenic into that S.O.B.'s coffee, God knows he drinks enough of 
it during the day... Hey... ! Are you listening?" Sue looked up quickly at 
his sharp tone, a certain dull resentment in her eyes. "The least you can do 
is pay attention,". Dennis went on, "Especially when I'm talking about 
things that concern our whole future." 

A sudden rush of anger suffused his wife's face. "Our future?" she said. 
"You mean your future. I can see the only future for me is going to be to 
stay in some dank miserable place growing moss while you spend all your time 
plotting how to become Mr. Big." 

Now it was Dennis' turn to become angry at the seeming unfairness of Sue's 
cutting remark. 

"Well, if you feel so neglected, why in hell don't you go out and do 
something to make your life a little more interesting. Other than bitch 
about your sex life, that is." 

As soon as these words were out, Dennis was sorry he had said them. For one 
thing, his voice had risen so that what should have been a private argument 
could be heard allover the room. Besides that, he was suddenly contrite as 
he saw big tears form in Sue's eyes. Without another word, the young blonde 
got quickly to her feet and rushed from the dining room, leaving her 
surprised husband sitting in embarrassment at his table. For a moment he 
thought of following his distraught wife, but then resentment and 
stubbornness made him keep his seat. By God, he thought, these feminine 
hysterics weren't going to get him eating out of anybody's hand. 

Almost running, Sue headed across the lobby straight for the stairs. 
Unfortunately for her she had to pass the desk where Murdock had already 
returned from dinner to sit at his usual post. 

"Oh, Mrs. Walker," he called. The upset young woman almost ignored him, but 
her actions with the man's dog earlier in the day made her feel in some 
strange way that she was now in his power. 

"Yes?" she said, pausing in her flight. 

"Just wanted to thank you for taking care of Rajah," Murdock replied, the 
old insolence once again back in his voice. Despite his desire to proceed 
with caution, the big man couldn't resist a few jibes. In a way he felt the 
woman was almost his, he had seen her in such intimate acts, even if she 
hadn't known he was watching. "One thing I wanted to ask," he went on. "How 
did you get him so tired out? All he wanted to do was sleep this afternoon." 
He watched with sadistic pleasure as fear of discovery flickered once again 
in the young woman's dark blue eyes. Not wanting to go too far, Murdock 
continued. "I sure would like to know your secret. It was nice not having 
the big ape running around getting into everything. Maybe he just likes to 
have a woman's company from time to time." 

"Maybe that's it," Sue said tightly... "I don't mean to be rude, Mr. 
Murdock, but I have a terrible headache and want to go up and lie down, so 
if you'll excuse me... " Without waiting for an answer, the distraught young 
woman started up the stairs, glad to get out of range of the desk clerk's 
cynical gaze. For an instant she wondered if he could know, but that was too 
ridiculous. The whole horrible thing had been done in the privacy of her own 
room, she thought. Nobody could see her but God and her guilty mind quailed 
at even this horrible thought. 

Watching her go, Murdock gleefully reflected that her, obvious shame-filled 
reactions were playing right into his hands. She would be like soft putty 
when he put his little proposition to her tomorrow. 

Meanwhile, back in the dining room, Dennis Walker forced himself to finish 
his meal slowly, as if he were unconcerned about his wife's flight. But his 
smoldering internal anger made the food taste like acid. Looking up a little 
belligerently, he asked the old waitress to bring him a bottle of wine, and 
when it came he drank it quickly, the whole bottle in fifteen minutes. The 
soft glow that came over him only served to point up the justice of his 
grievances. For a year now, despite his youth, Dennis had been working 
single-mindedly for one thing to be in a position to manage his own bank 
branch. Straight out of college, the ambitious young man had immediately 
gone to work for his present employer, the most prestigious bank in the 
city. From the very first he knew that the one absolutely imperative step 
towards his goal was to first become a vice-president at the branch where he 
worked, and being young and impatient, Dennis wanted to become the youngest 
vice-president in the bank's history. 

It had all gone well at first, and for awhile the future looked bright and 
secure. Soon he would be going back to college for a master's degree at the 
bank's expense. But even though Dennis was young, he wasn't too naive to 
know that things had gone a little too smooth. Life wasn't as simple as he'd 
thought, and he soon began to find out. 

Several months ago the bank had come under the direction of a new branch 
manager, a man who didn't look at Dennis through the same fond eyes of the 
former manager who had hired him. He was no longer a favored protg but 
just another bright young man working to get ahead. This apparent drop in 
status had hurt Dennis' pride, although he didn't have as much to worry 
about as he thought. His record was good, and if luck was with him, he might 
eventually get his coveted goal, but perhaps not as soon as he wanted. 

Another fly in the ointment was young Tom Peterson. A fairly new addition to 
the staff, Tom was just as ambitious as Dennis, and for the first time in 
his working life, Dennis found himself with competition. Peterson would, 
probably not have been as much a threat if Dennis had not risen to the bait 
and engaged in endless wrangles with the other man rather than using his 
higher position on the staff to maintain an air of detached superiority. Not 
owing either of the young men any special favors, the new branch manager had 
become a little irritated by the way the feud between his two subordinates 
had a negative effect on the smooth running of the bank. Once he had even 
curtly reprimanded Dennis, an experience that had shocked and disheartened 
the rather spoiled young man. 

Then there was the damned house Dennis was having built. Believing that it 
would make him look better in his superior's eyes, he had set out to 
construct an establishment that would, in his view do justice to the life 
style of a young vice-president. The trouble was that it was very expensive 
and was taking much longer to build than it should have. This meant that 
Dennis had to use his shortened resources to stay in this miserable hotel, 
since he couldn't afford anything better. So in the end, instead of looking 
like a prosperous young up and comer, Dennis was 'now living the lifestyle 
of a second, rate traveling salesman. If that miserable house wasn't 
finished soon, Dennis thought bitterly... 

Which brought the morose young man to this evening's problem. For a moment 
he tried to blame his trouble with Sue on the fact they had to stay in the 
hotel, a place that clearly made her uncomfortable. But then he had to admit 
inside himself that the trouble went a lot deeper than that. It hurt him to 
think about it, but the problem seemed to be that old bugaboo, sex. Before 
his marriage, Dennis had been a young champion with the girls, sleeping with 
dozens, thinking of himself as some kind of potent stud. His meeting with 
Sue had changed all that. For reasons he could never explain to himself, the 
young Don Juan was awed by the lovely young blonde's air of virginal purity. 
He'd treated her like fragile china during their courtship, waiting for that 
day when they could legally make love as man and wife. For months he dreamed 
of the pure love life they would share together, and at first it had not 
been at all bad, from his point of view. Sue was the paragon of virtue for 
whom he had always hunted, seemingly far above mere hungers of the flesh. 
But she had slowly changed over the course of the last few months', ever 
since that night when he had stupidly got drunk and made love to her like a 
rutting animal. Bit by bit she became more demanding while the horrified 
young man became ever more unable to give her what her awakening body 
needed, although this was not the way Dennis consciously thought of it. All 
he knew was that somehow Sue was being unreasonably demanding and unlike 
herself. If this kept up he was afraid there was going to be some real 
trouble between them. 

Finally, wanting to get away from the desultory chatter from the others in 
the dining room, Dennis got to his feet. He noticed the wine had made him a 
little drunk. For a minute he could not help comparing his present state 
with the way he felt when he drank whiskey, with the high from the wine, a 
reasonable decent burgundy, somehow deeper and mellower than the lighter, 
more powerful feeling he got from the stronger stuff. 

Not wanting to go back up to the room yet to face Sue, Dennis languidly 
strolled around the main floor, exploring little comers that he had not yet 
got familiar with. Suddenly remembering that there was an old glassed-in 
room off to one side, probably at one time a solarium, he determined to go 
there where he could sit undisturbed. It took him only a moment to find the 
old-fashioned door, and letting himself into the room, he shut it behind 
him. There was no need to switch on the lights, because the moon was almost 
full that night and flooded in through the tall floor to the ceiling 
windows, creating contrasts of light and dark where the cool silver beams 
tried to force their way into the ancient shadows. Moved by the silent 
beauty, his head buzzing a little from the wine, Dennis' stood for a minute 
looking out at the moon-flooded garden, all his worries temporarily 
forgotten. 

"Evening, neighbor," a low throaty voice said from somewhere in the room. 
Dennis jumped at the unexpected sound and spun around. 

"Who's there?" he demanded. 

"Just me, little Yvonne Foster," the disembodied answer came floating back. 
His eyes a little more used to the light now, the startled young man could 
make out a figure sitting in one of the old overstuffed chairs. The 
patterned moonlight had dappled Yvonne's body, making her blend in with the 
cluttered objects in the room as if she had been camouflaged, but Dennis was 
soon able to distinguish her features, glowing faintly in the eerie light 
under her dark mantle of hair. "Why don't you sit down?" Yvonne continued, 
motioning toward a couch across from where she was sitting, and seeing no 
reason why he shouldn't, Dennis sat. 

Neither one said anything for a moment, giving Dennis a chance to covertly 
scan the lovely older woman sitting so near. He had always been a little 
entranced by the aura of earthy sensuality that emanated from Yvonne. For 
some reason the dark-haired divorcee always seemed to have a lot of flesh 
showing, even though her dresses were never garish or tastelessly cut. The 
one she had on now was not particularly low in the front nor short, but 
Dennis could not help noticing that enough soft breast and thigh showed to 
make his heart beat a little faster. The silvery indirect light in the room 
seemed to create areas of mysterious shadow over the young woman's form that 
emphasized rather than hid her natural charms. Despite his considerable 
experience with girls, Dennis discovered his throat was a little dry. This 
was no girl, this was a woman. 

"What brings you to my little cave?" Yvonne asked again in that odd husky 
voice. 

"Your cave?" Dennis said. "Oh, if I had known you were here I wouldn't have 
barged in." 

"Don't be silly," Yvonne laughed. "I just call it my cave because it's my 
thinking place. For some reason, no one else in the hotel ever seems to come 
here. Do you need to do a little thinking too?" 

"No... well, yes. I mean... I just thought it would be quiet in here." 

"And it isn't, is that what you mean? Who's cave is it now?" Once again 
Yvonne laughed. And then she added in a quieter way, "Maybe something's 
bothering you?" 

Dennis made no answer for a moment. He never liked discussing his problems 
with strangers, but there was something about this mysterious woman that 
made him feel a little less self-conscious. "I suppose there is something 
bothering me," he said. "Oh, hell, you'd have to be deaf to not have heard 
the argument I had with Sue" Yvonne remained quiet for awhile, and just when 
Dennis though that she was going to let the matter drop, she asked, "How 
long have you been married?" The question surprised Dennis, but he answered. 

"Almost a year." 

"Ah, just long enough. You see, I couldn't help hearing the key word in your 
little marital tiff - sex. There's an old saying, something to the effect 
that marriages are made in heaven and broken in bed. Having problems, huh?" 

The conversation was making Dennis a little nervous. He didn't like talking 
to anyone about his sex life with Sue, however, maybe it would help. "N-No, 
not really," he said a little too fast, "she and I just have different ideas 
on the subject." 

"Most people do," Yvonne answered, "but they can learn about one another, 
and change their ideas about sex in ways that matter. Sex is a delicate 
thing, and at the same time unbelievably strong. 

The last thing Dennis would have expected from this sensual woman was a 
philosophical discussion. Perplexed and a little irritated, he asked, "You 
sound like you know a lot about sex." 

"I do," Yvonne replied. "It's the one thing in the world I know most about." 
She leaned toward him in her chair, her dark mysterious eyes looking 
straight into his, half hidden in dark shadow. For some reason he found his 
attention riveted on her ripely swelling bosom, just inches away. "Would you 
like to learn about sex from me?" she asked softly. 

Dennis felt like someone had dropped a bomb on him. This lovely woman 
actually seemed to be propositioning him! But no, he must have 
misunderstood. Maybe she was just referring to his trouble with Sue. The 
young husband got quickly to his feet, not able to look into those smoky 
eyes so close to his own. Yvonne stood up too, the tips of her magnificent 
breasts brushing against his arm as if by accident. But it was no accident, 
because the sultry brunette made no move to pull away, and Dennis felt as if 
those soft yet firm cones were burning holes through his clothes right into 
his flesh. 

"It sounds to me as if you and your wife have some problems, serious 
problems," Yvonne said, never letting her gaze waver from Dennis's 
hopelessly trapped eyes. "Perhaps I can help you. I know many things I would 
be happy to share with you. Why don't you come by tomorrow. I'll be in my 
room all afternoon." 

Finally the beautiful divorcee turned away, her breasts seeming to dig hot 
furrows in the young banker's arm. She moved slowly toward the door, then 
turned. The moonlight was full on her now, bathing her soft satiny flesh in 
its magic glow, but sinking into her dark eyes and hair without reflection, 
so that her eyes seemed to be bottomless pits, her hair the night itself. 

"You will come tomorrow, won't you?" she asked once again, her voice seeming 
to beat into Dennis's numbed brain. 

"Y -Yes," Dennis heard himself say to his own surprise. And then, knowing 
all at once that he would come he said again in a firmer voice, "Yes." 

 CHAPTER SIX 

The next morning was a busy one for Karl Murdock. First he took care of his 
hotel duties, not wanting to have anything left undone for the afternoon. 
Finally, about noon, he left the hotel to go see a photographer friend who 
was developing the pictures he had taken yesterday. About a half hour later 
he came running breathlessly up the stairs to knock insistently on Yvonne's 
door. 

"Wait'll you see what I've got here," he exclaimed as the dark-haired beauty 
opened the door. Without waiting for an invitation he rushed past her and 
slapped a flat packet down on the small table. "The opening wedge that'll 
worm me right into Sue Walker's sweet little cunt," he said dramatically, 
waving his hand towards the packet. 

"Don't tell me, let me guess," Yvonne said acidly. "It's full of thousand 
dollar bills. You're going to buy her." 

Murdock flushed a little. "Well, I suppose in a manner of speaking I am 
going to buy her, but not with thousand dollar bills," he said, unwrapping 
the package. "Somehow I don't think thousand dollar bills would do it, but 
these will." He handed Yvonne a stack of glossy color photos. The lovely 
divorcee began casually thumbing through them, seemingly betraying no 
emotion, but Murdock thought he could see her eyes widen a little. 

"You're going to blackmail her?" Yvonne half-stated, half-asked. 

"Not for money. I just want her to share with me what she seemed so happy to 
give to my dog. " 

"I don't know what to make of you Karl. You're either a real bastard or an 
overgrown kid. " 

"Why not both?" he answered. "Anyhow, I'm going upstairs to put into 
operation the final stage of secret plan F. I'm sure I don't have to tell 
you what the F stands for." Murdock actually giggled, he was so excited. 
"Tell you what, baby. To show you what a good guy I am, I left the attic 
door unlocked. If you want to go up and watch, feel free. And here! Keep a 
few of the pictures. I've got lots." 

"I'm overwhelmed by your generosity. Now take your filthy pictures and go do 
your thing before I die of boredom." In spite of her sarcastic words, Yvonne 
had one of her periodic realizations that she had a lot of affection for 
Murdock. Sometimes he was just like an overgrown boy. She rather doubted 
that Sue Walker would think so, however. With one last jaunty wave Murdock 
went out the door, his precious photographs clutched in one hand, all except 
a few he left lying on the table next to the bed. Yvonne listened a moment 
to make sure he was actually going up the stairs, then she went to the phone 
and began to dial a number. 

"Hello, Farmer's Bank? I'd like to speak to Dennis Walker please... " A few 
seconds later... "Hello, Dennis... this is Yvonne... I have some news for 
you that I think you'll find interesting, can you come over on your lunch 
hour?... Fine... See you in about a half-hour then." The dark haired 
divorcee hung up the phone, a strange smile playing over her lips. The day 
was going to be full of surprises... for everyone... even Karl Murdock. 

Meanwhile, upstairs, the unwitting victim, Sue Walker, was once again 
sitting in her chair, lost in thought. This time there was no glass of 
bourbon in her hand; she was past needing that. Over and over again the 
terrible, obscene, wonderful events of yesterday whirled through her head, 
filling her one moment with shame and guilt and the next with hot prickles 
of desire. The unhappy young housewife was beginning to be afraid she was 
losing her mind, or perhaps even worse, her body. To her confusion, the rock 
solid certainties of her moral upbringing were slowly crumbling before an 
earthquake of ever-growing physical needs, and she didn't know how to 
reconcile the two. It should have been easy, she knew, because, after all, 
she was married and should be able to look forward to sexual satisfaction 
from her husband, but it just wasn't working out that way. Why oh why can't 
I be the way I know I should be? the anguished young woman asked herself. 

But it was no use. She could not deny the all-consuming hungers that had 
slowly taken over her body in the last few months. She must satisfy them or 
go mad, and perhaps part of the madness was the ease with which she had 
given herself to a dog only yesterday, an animal, a rutting brute. Perhaps 
if she were not faced with the nightly temptation of sharing the same bed 
with her husband, a husband ready and willing to make love as often as any 
woman could want, but who just didn't seem to understand her need for the 
same eventual culmination he enjoyed... For the first time the young blonde 
wife began to think of a marriage counselor, someone outside of her union 
with Dennis, a neutral third party that could perhaps translate their 
emotional needs to one another. 

The unhappy young woman's thoughts were abruptly interrupted by a soft yet 
firm knock on the door. Who could that be? she wondered. 

This was the first time anyone had ever come here to see her in the hotel. 
After a moment's hesitation, the young blonde rose from her chair and went 
to open the door. 

"Oh!" she said in surprise and perhaps also a little dismay as she saw that 
it was Karl Murdock who was standing there, a curious expression on his 
face. 

"Hi," Murdock said brightly, "do you have a moment?" 

"Well, I... " Sue knew the polite thing would be to let him in, but some 
instinct told her it would not be a good idea. "Do you want something, Mr. 
Murdock?" she asked hesitantly. 

"Maybe," he said, smiling crookedly. "Then again, perhaps I have something 
you might want." 

For a moment Sue stood irresolutely in the doorway, then said. "Do you think 
you could come back a little later, when my husband is home...?" Yes, her 
instincts were indeed working. 

"But that's just what I want to talk to you about," Murdock said, "your 
husband. And it's better if I talk to you when he's not here." 

"Why what do you mean by that?" Sue asked in genuine surprise. 

"'It's just that I know his job is in danger, and it has to do with you. Can 
I come in?" 

"His job is in danger?" Sue hesitated for another moment, puzzled. For some 
reason she didn't want to let Murdock in, but at the same time she knew how 
important Dennis' job was to him, and as his wife it was her duty to support 
him in any way she could. Any other differences she may have had with her 
husband were immediately submerged by her loyalty to him, her provider and 
protector. "All right, come on in, Mr. Murdock, but I want to know what you 
mean." 

Grinning broadly, Murdock strolled into the room, looking around him as if 
he lived there. In a way he almost felt he did, he had been privy to so many 
passionate scenes from his spy-hole. Without waiting for an invitation, he 
sat down in the only chair. Sue perched nervously on the edge of the bed. 
She didn't like having this man in here. "Now what are you getting at?" she 
asked. 

"Well, it's a complicated story," the big man began, leaning back in the 
chair, not trying to hide his obvious interest in the healthy young body 
before him. "Like I said, a lot of it has to do with you. I want to fuck 
you." 

For several seconds the innocent young blonde made no response, certain that 
she had not understood the hotel clerk's shocking words. But slowly the 
realization came to her that this vile grinning man had just delivered her 
the most brazen proposition she had ever heard. Angry red spots appeared in 
the young woman 's cheeks and she got quickly to her feet. 

"I think you had better go, Mr. Murdock, the sooner the better." 

"But what about your husband's job?" the big man responded, making no move 
to get up from the chair. 

"I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about, and if you don't leave, 
I'm going to call for help." 

"You're that sure you don't know what I'm talking about?" Murdock mused, 
looking thoughtfully dawn at his nails. He sensed it was best not to build 
the tension too fast or she might indeed call for help. "It's really very 
simple," he went on. "He works in a bank, and banks are very conservative 
places. They like to think that they have only the best people working for 
them people above reproach. This even extends to the company their employees 
take, let's say their wives. Are you the kind of wife a bank would be proud 
of, Mrs. Walker?" 

Sue suddenly felt sick to her stomach. Somehow this beast knew about her. 
For one insane moment she wondered if the dog had told him, but she 
immediately rallied. All he could know would be speculation. 

"Get out, Mr. Murdock," the young blonde said again, her face no longer 
ladylike. "Get out before I call the police." She tensed her body, actually 
ready to cry out for help when suddenly, without rising from the chair, 
Murdock tossed a flat packet next to her on the bed. The surprised young 
wife froze for a moment wondering what was happening. She made no move 
towards the packet but neither did she call out. 

"Before you ruin your husband's career, why don't you just look at these 
photographs, Mrs. Walker." Sue sat for a long moment, thinking furiously. 
She supposed that this horrible man opposite her had trapped her husband in 
some kind of foolishness and intended to use it to force her to do his will. 
Reluctantly her hand went out to the packet. She weighed it for a moment 
before slowly unwrapping the paper, seeing the glossy surfaces of 
photographs inside. She steeled herself, aware that it had never occurred to 
her that Dennis might be unfaithful. Finally daring to look at the pictures, 
the young wife hoped they wouldn't make her sick. Then she froze in horror. 
They were pictures of her and Rajah! 

Unbelievingly the young woman stared at the first picture. She recognized 
her own passion-twisted face, staring back over her shoulder as Rajah 
hovered above her, his long hard penis poised next to her lewdly spread 
buttocks. Numbly, automatically the stunned young blonde flipped through the 
other pictures, all of the same subject herself posed in lewd connection 
with the rutting German shepherd. The sickened young woman forced herself to 
look up at Murdock. 

"You-you beast! You set this up!" she exclaimed in sudden understanding. 

"Came out pretty good, didn't they?" Murdock asked blithely. Then his voice 
grew more serious. "You want to know why? I already told you, I want to fuck 
you. You turn me on. I've wanted you ever since you came to the hotel. And I 
know you're not getting what you need from your husband, so how about it? 
Forget those pictures, they're yours. Let's make love, the kind of love both 
of us need." 

For a moment the amazed young wife was captivated by Murdock's bizarre 
words, then a sudden feeling of revulsion came over her as she realized how 
completely she had been manipulated. 

"I told you before, get out of here, get out of here now! What makes you 
think I'd make love to a sneaking schemer like you?" An angry flush mounted 
to Murdock's face. Reaching quickly forward he ripped the pictures from 
Sue's hands. 

"All right, baby, if that's the way you want it," he said angrily. "But it's 
gonna be the end of your husband's career. Maybe I'll have enough copies 
made to sell them on street corners all over town. Your parents live here in 
town, don't they? I bet they'd be happy to see their little girl's made it 
to the big time. But the first stop is going to be the bank. Your husband's 
going to have to kiss his job good-bye, and that new house, too. Can't you 
just see his face when he takes a look at these pictures?" Playing his part 
to the hilt, Murdock turned abruptly towards the door and reached out for 
the knob. 

"Wait!" Sue's desperate cry rang out after him, and he knew he'd won. 

"Wait for what?" he asked, turning back to the trembling young woman. 

"Please, p-please, give me a minute to think." 

"Okay, I never meant to be unreasonable," Murdock answered and went back to 
the chair, settling himself comfortably. 

"I-I could raise some money," Sue said hopefully, "buy the pictures from 
you. How much do you want?" 

"What do you think I am?" Murdock asked disgustedly. I told you what I want 
your tight little ass. You made it clear a long time ago just by the way you 
treated me that I didn't stand a chance, but now maybe things have changed. 
C'mon," he rapped out, "what'll it be, one easy little fuck or the end of 
the world for hubby and you?" 

"I... just another moment, please," the distraught young wife begged. Moving 
quickly to the liquor cabinet, she nervously poured herself a drink, 
embarrassed by the way the bottle clattered against the glass. Without even 
taking a breath she gulped the first glassful down her throat and poured 
herself another. The second made her gasp and choke, but it also spread its 
soothing merciful warmth through her tightly strung young body. Feeling more 
in command of herself, the cornered young housewife turned towards her 
tormentor. "And if I... do what you say, will you give me the photographs 
and the negatives?" 

"Sure, why not?" 

"But what's to keep you from holding back other copies?" 

"You take your chances, baby. Now come on, let's stop this charade. You're 
in no position to bargain. For Christ's sake, you'd think I was asking for 
your left arm instead of just a little fuck. Quit stalling. Is it yes or 
no?" Sue stood in indecision for a moment. "I'll do it," she finally blurted 
out, looking down at the carpet. 

"Great, I knew you had sense. Now how's about pouring me a drink, Mrs. 
Walker, or should I call you Sue?" Shuddering at his familiar use of her 
name, the despairing young woman obediently poured both of them a glass of 
whiskey. God knew, she needed hers. 

"Cheers," Murdock said, downing half of his. "Now how about getting out of 
those clothes, or do you need help?" The young wife's heart dropped to the 
pit of her stomach. Talking about her possible ravishment by this brute had 
been bad enough, but now she was faced with the moment of truth, the moment 
when she would have to bare her trembling young body before him and 
surrender it, his to do with as he willed. Despite her agreement to go ahead 
with his horrible plan, Sue was unable to will her hands to begin stripping 
the protective covering from her body. Shrinking back against the wall, the 
young blonde watched Murdock begin to take off his clothes. She could not 
help noticing as he impatiently threw his shirt onto the chair that he was 
very powerfully built, not in the same slender athletic way as her husband, 
but broader, more blocky. 

Sue wanted to close her eyes and shut out the horror, but she was too 
frightened that the desk clerk would move toward her without her knowing it. 
In just a few seconds he stood naked before her, his thick hard cock 
standing out beneath his belly like the blunt shaft of some heavy medieval 
weapon. Turning to face her with a lewd grin on his lips, the triumphant 
Murdock began stroking the heavy uncircumcised foreskin back and forth over 
his hard bulbous cock-head. "Like that, baby?" he asked, obviously enjoying 
the brutal torment he was putting her through, a sadistic little spark in 
his eyes. Never had Sue felt more trapped. 

"Your husband never had anything like that to stuff in you, did he?" Murdock 
chortled, gleefully watching the contorted expressions of fear paralyzing 
her lovely young face. He was a little angry, irritated that he had had to 
resort to the pictures to get what he wanted from this reluctant blonde. By 
God, he'd make her pay a little for his humiliation. What right did she have 
to run around with an ass and breasts like that and then deny them to him, 
Karl Murdock? Hell, she'd even fucked his dog! 

At first the big man's cock had been only partially erect, bobbing and 
swaying before him, pointing out from his hairy loins at a ninety degree 
angle. But under his fond massaging the fleshy instrument was quickly 
growing, jutting higher and higher, almost seeming to aim itself right at 
Sue's horrified eyes. Still back against the wall, the young blonde could 
not keep her gaze from dropping repeatedly to the huge fleshy tool Murdock 
held so lovingly in his hand. My God, it was thick! 

In spite of her fear the mesmerized young wife found herself wondering how a 
woman could take such a huge thing up inside her vagina without being split 
completely apart. She thought Rajah's penis had been big, but never before 
in her life had she seen anything to match this, and she cowered back as 
Murdock started slowly toward her. 

"Don't touch me," Sue finally managed to stammer out through her paralyzing 
fear, knowing even as she said the words that it was too late for escape, 
that she had already given this horrible man permission to ravish her 
helpless young body. 

"Are you gonna take off those clothes or do I have to do it for you?" Sue 
stood motionless, all hope gone. There was nothing she could do against his 
superior strength. She was alone and completely at her blackmailer's mercy. 
With a quick jerk he drew her up against him, cupping her face in his 
powerful palms. Grinning triumphantly, he pressed his wet lips tightly down 
over hers and thrust his tongue roughly into her mouth. The trembling girl 
stood limply in front of him, feeling his hard penis digging painfully into 
the soft flesh of her stomach. A last faint thought of trying to tear 
herself away from him flickered feebly through her mind, but faded with the 
pain of his fingers digging into her cheeks. 

"That's a girl," he breathed into her mouth. "I'm gonna do it to you nice 
and easy." 

The trapped housewife was dimly aware of Murdock's hand leaving her face to 
begin working her dress up over her head. Listlessly, she let him raise her 
arms and a moment later found herself dressed only in brassiere and panties. 
Then his big hands were at the back of her brassiere, opening it with one 
quick jerk, and Sue gasped as she felt the rush of cool air against her 
suddenly revealed skin, hearing Murdock murmur a lusty sigh as the brassiere 
dropped to the floor and her full, soft-mounded white breasts burst free. 
Dropping to his knees in front of the young blonde as she swayed above him, 
the grinning clerk hooked his fingers in the narrow elastic waistband of her 
panties and pulled them slowly down over her quivering buttocks, letting 
them drop to the floor around her ankles. 

There was nothing left. She stood before him completely naked, a helpless 
offering to his lust, while he knelt panting in front of her. As she felt 
his lips press tightly against the fear-knotted flesh of her belly, Sue 
swayed dangerously, almost losing her balance. The sudden wet contact sent a 
chill racing the length of her spine and she automatically reached forward, 
locking her hands in his hair to keep from falling. Hoping that this was an 
early sign of her surrender, Murdock dropped his lips down to the apex of 
her milk-white thighs, spreading the curly blonde pubic hair with his thumbs 
and flicking his tongue lizard-like into her moist vaginal slit. 

I Sue jumped from the sudden electrifying contact with her tiny sensitive 
clitoris, losing her balance completely and falling forward over Murdock's 
shoulder. Without a moment's hesitation, then:, Murdock rose with his load 
and carried her over to the bed, where he dumped her unceremoniously flat on 
her back. Her legs opened wide as she landed, and instantly the surprised 
girl kicked to close her legs but Murdock quickly jumped forward, clamping 
his sweating palms against the soft insides of her thighs to hold her there 
with her legs spread wide apart and her eyes open in abject terror. 

Struggling futilely to close her legs, the helpless girl could see her 
attacker crouched on all fours down between her wide-splayed thighs, 
grinning up at her between her high upstanding breasts like some beast of 
prey about to pounce on its helpless victim. Her moist pink cuntal flesh was 
presented up to his leering face in defenseless sacrifice, and the terrified 
girl could only lay frozen to the mattress, her humiliation complete as she 
watched Murdock's tongue slowly circling his lips in obvious anticipation of 
the feast spread open below. 

"Great jumping Judas, I can't believe it," he rasped, obviously overwhelmed 
at the sight of the beautiful girl lying trapped and naked under his hands. 
At last his dreams were to be realized. Where to start? What to do with all 
this sudden longed for wealth? Once again placing his palms flat against the 
insides of Sue's thighs, his thumbs resting on the soft blonde-rimmed lips 
of her pussy, the big man exerted a slow torturing outward movement and 
slowly drew apart the glistening pink flesh, exposing even more of the 
lust-inciting slit to his fascinated gaze. For a long moment Murdock stared 
down, like a man lost in the desert staring into a well, and then with an 
animal-like groan he dropped his head and buried his long slippery tongue 
full length into her warmly throbbing pussy. 

The horrified young wife's head jerked up, a soul-searing moan escaping from 
deep in her chest. At the same time her buttocks ground down into the 
mattress in a futile attempt to escape the lewd assault on her unprotected 
genitals. 

"Oh God! Oooooooh, ooooooooh!" she whimpered under the depraved attack. 
Horrified, the unbelieving young wife raised up again to watch Murdock's 
head rocking up and down in greedy feast between her wide-held thighs below. 

"It can't be, it can't be," she groaned over and over to herself in 
undisguised humiliation. Her head fell back on the mattress and flailed 
helplessly from side to side as her ravisher's tongue speared without mercy 
in and out of her involuntarily dilating cunt. Then Murdock's hands groped 
up over her white quivering belly to dig harshly into her tenderly-fleshed 
breasts, his fingers rolling the hardening nipples between them with 
unrelenting fury. As his mouth and tongue worked animal-like over her 
widespread pussy, his eyes remained wide open, watching up through her 
proud, high-set breasts with arrogant delight as her face contorted in 
helpless reaction. He was waiting, waiting for the first signs of her body's 
total surrender to his obscenely working tongue and lips. 

The moaning young wife lay frozen in abject submission under the depraved 
attack her helplessly trapped body was being subjected to. There was nothing 
she could do and great tears of shame and humiliation welled up in her eyes. 
Random pictures of her husband flickered through her mind as she listened to 
the horrible wet sounds Karl Murdock was making at her loins. Oh God, how 
could she ever face Dennis again after allowing her body to be used by this 
horrible man crouched on all fours down between her cruelly spread legs? He 
was debasing her as she had never thought possible, humiliating her beyond 
her wildest imaginings and there was nothing she could do but lie there 
beneath him and accept any degradation he wanted to force on her without so 
much as a scream in protest if she wanted to get those incriminating 
pictures back. And no matter what the reason, it was inexcusable for a woman 
to be unfaithful to her husband. Oh God, she was shamed, ruined! Why oh why 
had she been so weak? Why had she let her body lure her into that 
unforgivable act with Murdock's dog? But there were no excuses to calm her 
tortured conscience, and the sobbing young woman had never felt so alone and 
helpless in her life. 

Murdock kept his eyes locked on his victim's face while continuing his 
torturing tongue-thrusts just inside the mouth of her vagina, watching with 
cruel satisfaction the helpless tears running over her cheeks. The goddamn 
little bitch! This would teach her to treat him like dirt. So, she thought 
she was too good for him, even though she wasn't so squeamish about his dog. 
Well, he'd show her. Before the night was over she'd be crawling to him on 
her knees begging for more fucking, and by God she'd get it! 

Chuckling softly to himself the big man brought his hands down under the 
backs of her knees, and then lifting her legs, he pushed them up over her 
body so the thighs touched her breasts and exposed the whole flattened plane 
of her loins to his lustful assault. This would get her, he grinned, and 
flicked the tip of his tongue into her tightly puckered little anus which 
nestled just below the saliva-wet slit of her cunt. 

The unexpected searing contact against this sensitive rubbery opening 
brought a long low anguished moan from Sue's tortured lips. Clenching her 
eyes shut and baring her lips back over her teeth, the shocked young woman 
fought against the electric sensations that went racing out of control 
through her jackknifed body. 

"Oooooooooh God, don't, please don't," she whimpered, trying desperately to 
screw her buttocks down and away from the hotly flicking tongue that speared 
without mercy at her defenseless little anus. Murdock's answer was a lewd 
chuckle and a further stab into the tight fleshy ring. 

"Aaaaaggggghhhhh," Sue cried out again as goose bumps rippled up across her 
heaving belly and softly quivering breasts. To her growing horror, she began 
to realize that much as she was repulsed by the things Murdock was doing to 
her, tiny wisps of forbidden pleasure were starting to ripple deep up in her 
belly. Oh God, she thought in despair, that would be the ultimate 
humiliation to have her body actually respond to .this monster's obscene 
caresses. Gritting her teeth she fought heroically to prevent that from 
happening. 

But it was hopeless. Sensing his victim's determination, the gloating man 
circled her throbbing clitoris with his lips and began eagerly sucking it, 
giving occasional lust-inspiring nips with his teeth. And without warning 
the struggling girl felt a wet burning sensation of unbelievable proportions 
burst over her loins from this final lewd stimulation, sending a bolt of 
wild pleasure careening insanely over her shuddering nerve-paths. Sue's back 
arched automatically and a low gurgling moan came from her parted lips. Then 
the violent surge of pleasure overwhelmed her again, even more overpowering 
this time, making the young blonde's muscles spasm uncontrollably. Sobbing 
bitterly before this final attack, the horrified girl felt her traitorous 
body begin to desert her. In spite of her determination to resist, Sue's 
buttocks jerked involuntarily upward toward Murdock's face, sending more 
waves of irresistible sensation coursing over her already raw nerves. 

"Oh no... no... I can't, I can't!" she cried out as the cruel realization of 
her final loss of control struck home, bringing further cries of shame and 
humiliation at the thought that not only was this perverted act being forced 
on her, but she was suddenly beginning to enjoy it! Clenching her teeth 
tightly together the young wife fought with all her strength against the 
flashing sensation-sparks shooting between her legs, threatening to burst 
into sudden all-devouring flame. But it was a losing battle as the expert 
Murdock sucked and licked and slavered ceaselessly at her naked loins. 

And then... after a long moment of desperate struggle within the young 
blonde's tortured and confused mind... the dam burst! 

The betrayed young blonde's shamelessly aroused body jerked twice and then 
began a slow abandoned movement up against that pleasure-giving tongue. At 
the same time her hands reached forward to tangle in Murdock's hair, pulling 
his slavering mouth deeper into her quivering, widespread cunt. Forgotten 
were the thoughts of her husband, forgotten was the humiliation. All that 
mattered now were the delicious shafts of desire racing wildly through her 
flesh like tiny licking little tongues of fire. Murdock looked up once in 
triumph, never letting his mouth break contact with his young captive's 
wildly spasming pussy. She was lost now, he thought to himself, excitedly 
watching the pleasure-pain contortions twist over her lovely face, eyes 
clenched, her full red lips bared back over gleaming white teeth. 

Yes, it wouldn't be long now, he thought, until he rammed it deep up into 
her steaming cunt and shot his eager sperm all the way into her soft white 
belly. By God, she wasn't too good for him any more, just a little bitch 
screaming to be fucked by any cock that came along. Well, he gloated with 
obscene delight, she'd get it all right... and get it good! 

Unaware of her tormenter's thoughts, Sue squirmed and bucked under the 
maddening torture of his flicking tongue until she thought her pounding 
heart would burst through her ribs. A hot, growing pressure was building 
somewhere deep up inside her heaving belly and the young woman sensed she 
was soon going to cum. The panting young wife let it approach nearer with 
trembling anticipation, her hands frantically guiding Murdock's head deeper 
and deeper between her twitching thighs. Oh, oh, it was almost here, just 
another second, a few more scorching swipes of that marvelous tongue... and 
then nothing. 

"W -What?" the surprised young woman exclaimed, lifting her head to see what 
had caused the terrible absence between her legs, and she saw to her 
disappointment that her ruthless blackmailer had ceased his licking and was 
grinning down at her from above. Sue twisted in overpowering frustration. 
Forgetting that only a few minutes before she had been sickened at the 
thought of this man's touch, she now found that she needed him more than 
anything to quench the fire burning out of control up inside her love-denied 
cunt. Writhing helplessly in passionate hunger, the frantic young blonde 
pleaded. 

"Oh God, why did you stop? Why didn't you finish? Please finish... I 
almost... " 

"Hold on, baby," Murdock leered, "I got just what you need." 

"Oh, please hurry, please hurry," Sue begged, hardly knowing what she was 
saying, aware only of the sudden craving that had made her body almost a 
stranger to her. She pressed her thighs tightly together to try and contain 
the fire that burned within but the pressure against her passionately 
swollen cuntal lips only made her need greater. "Okay, baby, now I'm gonna 
fuck ya," Murdock breathed hoarsely and moved up over her body. Sue lay 
still, her thighs opening again as her breath rasped painfully in her 
throat. Once more her eyes fixed on that huge fleshy pole jutting from 
beneath Murdock's belly and her stomach quivered as though it were already 
sunk deep up inside. Paralyzed with desire, the young woman watched the huge 
blood-inflamed penis approach nearer and nearer. "Oh, oh, I want it. Fm me, 
fill me with it," she moaned. 

"Damn, I got a hot one on my hands," Murdock moaned in reply, slithering his 
lips one last time over her sensitive body. "I'm gonna fuck you like you've 
never been fucked before. You're gonna twist and squirm when my prick sinks 
into your belly. You're gonna beg and scream for it." Sue lay frozen under 
his obscene words, their very lewdness strangely exciting her, little 
tremors of lustful expectation rippling over her naked flesh. 

"Open up, baby, I'm comin' in," Murdock cried out in triumph. One last 
little flicker of apprehension struggled in the young wife's whirling brain. 
She knew she was doing wrong, committing an unforgivable act, but she just 
couldn't help it. She needed this man. She needed his cock! Obediently she 
opened her thighs wider, catching her breath as Murdock levered up over her, 
his arms stiff. Reaching down with one hand, the big man guided his hard 
throbbing penile length forward with his fingers and parted her fleshy 
vaginal lips with the rubbery head. The waiting young woman could not keep 
from shuddering with delight as she felt that first soft electrical contact 
against the edges of her moist pussy. Turning her head to the side and 
shutting her eyes, she lay still for what seemed an eternity in utter 
subjugation below Murdock. It was out of her hands now, no more decisions to 
make. Whatever would happen would happen. 

"Oooooohhhhhhhh," she breathed as she felt a harsh pressure against her 
tight little pussy. Murdock pushed. 

"Aaaaggggghhhhhh," Sue moaned as the heavy, blood-swollen tip of his cock 
slipped through, cruelly stretching the tight little opening, in spite of 
all the secretions gathered excitedly there, until she felt as though her 
thighs would split apart from the relentless pressure. Suddenly, with that 
sharp searing pain, all the passion fled from Sue's body and she only wanted 
to escape the horrible impalement that lay ahead. 

"Oh, please no! Please, you're hurting me, you're hurting me," the 
frightened young blonde whined in an unconscious plea, her eyes opening 
wider with fear as she saw Murdock's sadistic grin. Oh God, he was killing 
her and enjoying it, she thought as she writhed helplessly beneath that slow 
relentless penetration of her vagina. Suddenly she saw the grin fade from 
his face, to be replaced with a look of sheer raw lust. 

Christ, the big man thought to himself, he couldn't stand it any more. The 
sight of this snooty young blonde helplessly spread-eagled below him, his 
massive rod of flesh disappearing persistently up into her golden pussy-hair 
drove him wild. He had to fuck her Now! And with that he fell forward, his 
weight smashing her breasts back hard against her chest, at the same time 
driving his hips forward so that his long thick cock tore into her pussy 
like a raging freight train, pushing moist soft cuntal flesh before it in 
rippling waves of submission. It slid in with one smooth rush until his 
hairy balls smacked heavily against her tightly clenched ass-cheeks. 

"Oh God, oh God," the tortured girl cried beneath him. Never in her whole 
life had she been so filled, filled beyond endurance. Murdock's cock felt as 
if it had ripped her vagina into a thousand shreds when he speared so 
mercilessly into her not caring how much he might hurt her. And now his 
impaling rod lay sunk lewdly deep in her pain-wracked belly, filling it to 
the bursting point. There wasn't one tiny ridge on that fiery shaft that the 
whimpering young woman could not feel as it pressed into her, enclosed in 
her warm wet pussy like a hand in a well-fitting glove. The terror-stricken 
young wife lay still, afraid to move for fear of the pain it might bring, 
aware of Murdock hovering motionless above her. Neither made a sound, both 
of them aware of the swollen member connecting their panting bodies. Then, 
without warning, Murdock jerked another inch up between the young wife's 
trembling legs sprawled out wide on either side of his massive bulk. 

"Uuuhhhhhh," she groaned breathlessly, her face contorting with the new 
pain. 

"Told you I'd stretch out that tight little cunt," Murdock taunted her, and 
once again he shoved a little deeper. 

"Aaaaaagggghhhhhh," Sue almost screamed this time, the cords in her neck 
standing out. 

"It'll go a lot easier if you just stop fighting it," Murdock said above 
her. "Just relax, let yourself open up." And the big man thrust forward once 
again. Willing to try anything to escape the terrible pain, Sue forced 
herself to relax as much as she could, and sure enough, it hurt a little 
less. 

Sensing the loss of Sue's last remaining ounce of resistance, Murdock 
impatiently clamped his wet lips down over hers and began a slow rocking 
motion between her thighs. From the way she had responded to his tongue, 
Murdock knew it shouldn't take long now to turn this relatively innocent 
young woman into a raw squealing mass of helpless desire. She might like to 
think of herself as a sweet faithful young wife, but underneath that sexual 
conservatism there obviously lurked a latent hot streak. Well, Murdock 
vowed, he was going to turn on that hot streak, and he hoped that it would 
get him many a repeat performance of this afternoon's lewd work. 

Underneath him, Sue's body began to involuntarily react. But then she 
thought, why not? There was no longer any reason to fight the obscene 
desires flaming through her veins. The battle against lust had been lost 
long ago, and even the humiliating thought of her total surrender sent 
perverse chills running along the base of her spine as she felt the slow 
rhythm of Karl Murdock's cock skewering wetly into her widening cunt. Her 
whole body began to twitch and writhe beneath him and she began to moan 
incessantly up into his mouth. Low hums of servile acceptance spilled from 
her in torrents and her face contorted with passion, mouth working, neck 
straining, nostrils flared, a light perspiration breaking out on her 
forehead under her disheveled blonde hair. 

Murdock slipped his hands down her sides and slid them under the soft cheeks 
of her sensuously moving buttocks, harshly digging in his fingers. He 
remembered with lust-inciting clarity the many times he had stared up the 
hotel staircase at this lovely ass, and the realization that Sue's buttocks 
were now his to do with as he wished drove him to an incredible frenzy. the 
young wife's tender flesh was flexing under his fingers, and he jerked her 
buttocks harder up into his loins, feeling Sue's thighs open a little more 
in response, her moist cunt flowering open to take more and more of his 
cock. 

The abandoned young housewife realized the pain was gone now and her legs on 
either side of that madly impaling shaft were jerking and quivering 
uncontrollably. Keeping her eyes closed and working her tongue up into 
Murdock's mouth, Sue mewled soft velvety sounds of pleasure as she writhed 
passionately beneath her tormentor. Nothing was in her mind now but the 
delicious sensation of lying beneath a man who was fucking her, and she 
wanted to give him back the same pleasure he was giving her. 

Reveling in his mastery of the moaning young woman below him, Murdock moved 
suddenly into longer smoother strokes that brought his cock almost all the 
way out of her clasping vagina on 'the outstroke, and then he would thrust 
forward into her uplifted buttocks again until his cum-inflated balls 
slapped harshly against her unprotected anus. Sliding one hand down between 
their sweat-soaked bodies, the slaving hotel clerk let his fingers feel his 
own swollen cock sliding smoothly in and out of Sue's pussy, caressing the 
moist hair-lined folds that clung tightly to his rampaging hardness, feeling 
her sensuous cuntal softness pulling and giving with each long hard jack 
hammer thrust up into her roiling depths. He fondled her pussy lips without 
slowing the strokes of his plunging shaft, bringing wilder moans of 
lust-enraged acceptance from her passion-twisted lips, feeling her vaginal 
orifice flower open in greedy desire as it tried to swallow the whole of his 
madly driving hardness. 

Murdock quickened his thrusts as the girl's sex-maddened body thrashed 
wildly below him, making each stroke hot and pulsating and deep. She was 
getting ready to cum, he could feel it as her legs jerked up on either side 
of him, her back beginning to arch. Reaching down to put his hands behind 
her knees, he forced them up and over so that her kneecaps were pressed 
tightly into the mattress on either side of her head, rolling her into a 
helpless ball of primordial lust. Now the shamelessly panting young wife's 
wide-stretched pussy was completely open to him as his pile-driving loins 
smacked brutally into the hot fleshy slit. 

"Oh, oh, oh," Sue chanted. rhythmically beneath him. This was how she wanted 
to be fucked, she knew it now hard and deep and brutally, the way Rajah had 
fucked her yesterday. Yes, yes, yes, she wanted to be used and shamed and 
beaten. And most of all, she wanted to cum, cum endlessly. 

Groaning with his own lust, Murdock quickened his strokes, boring far up 
into the hidden recesses of Sue's cunt, searching out the most secret comers 
of her womb. Her breasts below heaved and quivered up against his chest, the 
tiny hardened nipples digging lewdly into his perspiring flesh. 

Then suddenly she shivered under him. Looking down, Murdock saw her glazed 
eyes open in a blind, frightened, uncomprehending stare. 

"Oh," she shrieked. "Oh God! I'm cumming... cumming... CUUUMMIINNGG!" 

All at once Sue's twitching cunt opened up and a warm wet flood gushed out 
around Murdock's pistoning cock. He thrust faster, digging deep, wanting her 
to remember this all her life. The wailing, bucking girl jerked upwards 
toward him several times, her cuntal lips nibbling and sucking at his penis 
as if she were trying to milk the life out of it. This final added agony 
drove Murdock to new heights of passion and he made one last desperate 
thrust into the mass of convulsing flesh beneath him, feeling a sudden 
white-hot explosion deep in his drum-tight balls. A stream of molten semen 
shot madly the length of his wildly vibrating cock, jetting far up into the 
climaxing young wife's hotly shuddering belly. The combined heat of their 
cum mingled for a moment far up inside her womb and then gushed whitely back 
out around the base of his still pistoning cock. 

Sue shuddered one last time, lost in the joy of her orgasm, feeling as if 
she had been rocketed to some fabulous new universe, all shooting stars and 
fiery suns. She hung in this magic land for a moment and then suddenly went 
limp, her legs splaying obscenely out on either side of Murdock's still 
heaving body. Completely satiated at last, the young housewife lay for a 
moment in her own private paradise, not wanting to remember where she was or 
with whom. 

Finally, feeling Murdock stir above her, Sue forced her eyes open and stared 
up into the hotel clerk's smiling face. He was clearly about to say 
something, but suddenly they were both startled by the sound of furious 
pounding and yelling on the door of the room. 

"My God," Sue cried out in horror, recognizing the voice that was cursing 
and shouting her name, "It's my husband!" 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

After Dennis Walker received Yvonne's phone call he sat for several minutes 
at his desk, trying to decide just what he should do. True enough, he had 
promised to go see the beautiful young divorcee, but what could keep him 
from changing his mind? He owed her nothing. 

But then he realized the reason he had agreed to see her in the first place 
was because he wanted to. Even with this admission, Dennis didn't let 
himself dwell on his true reasons, but rationalized that it had something to 
do with working out his marital problems. So, after making some vague 
excuse, the young man left his office and headed for the hotel. Once there, 
he hesitated on the stairs, reasoning that if he ran into his wife he could 
just tell her he'd come home early. But there didn't seem to be a soul in 
the hotel, and he reached Yvonne's room without incident. The nervous young 
husband tapped lightly at the divorcee's door, almost hoping there would be 
no answer, but it immediately opened and he found himself staring at the 
dark-haired beauty. 

The first thing Dennis noticed was that she was wearing a robe, hardly the 
thing to be welcoming guests in, he thought. Realizing it was too late to 
back out now, Dennis went in, hearing the door close behind him with a kind 
of finality. 

"Hi," Yvonne said in her usual low exciting voice. "Have a seat." He sat, 
and without even asking what he wanted, Yvonne went over to a cupboard and 
poured them both a drink. "Glad you could make it, neighbor," she said, 
handing him an almost full glass. Dennis found himself wondering if she was 
wearing anything underneath the robe. From the way it clung to the curves 
and hollows of her voluptuous body, he doubted it. Deciding to ask her why 
she had called, Dennis started to speak, but she beat him to it. 

"Tell me about your troubles with your wife," she said. 

Dennis hesitated a moment. "What's to tell," he answered. "We just have our 
little differences. " 

"Sexual?" she asked. 

"I suppose so." Dennis was getting nettled by the woman's prodding and 
decided to shock her. "She has trouble cumming," he said. 

"You sure you don't have trouble making her cum?" Yvonne shot back. For a 
moment Dennis became angry, then, looking into the dark, all-knowing eyes 
across from him, his defenses crumbled. "Right," he said, "I guess I don't 
last long enough." Christ, why was he saying these things to this woman, 
almost a stranger? 

"Well, when you make love to her again, does she still have a hard time?" 

"Again?" Dennis asked in confusion. "Well, you know, I make love to her 
once, and then... " 

"Ah," Yvonne, said, shaking her head knowingly. "I get the picture. Didn't 
it ever occur to you that... that... she" paused then grinned. "I think you 
need a lesson." The lovely divorcee came nearer to the confused young 
husband, her voice growing lower and more confidential. 

"There's nothing wrong with a young man cumming right away," she said, 
fixing him with her eyes, "but then, don't you think he owes it to the woman 
to let her have a chance to catch up?" 

"W-what do you mean?" he asked, shrinking back a little as Yvonne knelt 
right in front of his chair. 

"You're young and virile," she answered. "You should be able to get it up 
more than once, and the second time would probably turn the trick. Let's 
just see." 

And before the amazed young man could move, Yvonne reached forward and 
expertly unzipped his fly. The next thing he knew, her fingers were smoothly 
extracting his penis through the opening. With gaping mouth, the stunned 
young man saw his own cock lying in Yvonne's palm, pulsing gently as it 
began to quicken into life. 

"My, you react fast," she said. "Let's, see how long it takes you to cum." 
Still sitting transfixed in his chair, Dennis watched in disbelief as the 
beautiful brunette slowly lowered her head towards his eagerly throbbing 
penis, which was jerking larger with every passing second. Jesus Christ! 
He'd been in this room for less than three minutes, and now a woman who's 
sheer beauty and sensuality had always made her seem as remote and 
unavailable as the Sphinx was about to put his naked cock in her mouth. 

"Hey, wait a minute," he said, but then his voice choked off as his lovely 
torturer's tongue shot out and stabbed against the tiny opening in the head 
of his penis. Under that incredible stimulation his rapidly growing shaft of 
flesh burst into its full glory, rearing up before Yvonne's beautiful face. 

"Mmmmm, it likes me," she crooned, then ovaled her full sensuous lips and 
slid them moistly over his lust-swollen cock-head and began to suck softly. 
Staring down in amazement, the surprised young man looked in awe at the 
lovely head poised over his aching loins. He knew he could probably just 
reach down and push her away, but at the moment that seemed like an 
impossible idea. Instead, his eyes half-closed as overpowering feelings of 
pleasure began to ripple upward from his hotly trapped penis. 

"I-I, we shouldn't be... " he began, and then with an incoherent groan, the 
young husband reached down to wrap his hands tightly in the thick lustrous 
hair that spilled over his loins. With a jerk he pulled Yvonne's warmly 
sucking lips further onto his pulsing hardness. 

It didn't take long, maybe less than a minute, and then, true to form, 
Dennis could feel the familiar bliss-filled churning in his balls. 

"Jesus H. Christ," he groaned, "I'm gonna cum. Don't stop sucking!" Then his 
rigid staff began to vibrate as the first hot jets rushed its long swollen 
length. Dennis would never have admitted it, but his cock had never been in 
a woman's mouth before, so he was unprepared for the incredible sensation as 
Yvonne worked madly on his spouting shaft, working him to heights of passion 
that were almost unbearable in their intensity. As his head arched back in 
ecstasy, he was able to see out of the comer of his eye the almost ludicrous 
picture of Yvonne's cheeks ballooning out from the pressure of his gushing 
sperm, and then hollowing as she swallowed madly. It seemed to go on for an 
eternity, and then the depleted young husband slumped back in the chair, his 
exhausted penis deflating in Yvonne's mouth. The smiling divorcee let the 
limp organ slip wetly from her mouth, at the same time licking the last 
traces of his warm saline sperm from her lips. "You win the hundred yard 
dash," she said maliciously. "I see what you mean. A girl would have to be a 
sprinter to keep up with that." Her words deflated Dennis, who thought she 
was making fun of him, but the lovely woman got lithely to her feet. "Now, 
it's time for the resurrection," she said, and slipped the robe from her 
body. Even though she did it quickly, Yvonne managed to impart an 
unbelievable aura of grace and mystery to her disrobing. Even though he had 
just cum, Dennis could not help uttering a gasp of appreciation as he saw 
the voluptuous body bared so sensually before him. For a moment his tortured 
eyes couldn't decide whether they wanted to focus on the proud dark-tipped 
breasts or feast on the softly shadowed treasures that nestled up between 
Yvonne's smooth ivory thighs. 

Walking up to the seated gaping young man, her naked hips swaying 
provocatively, Yvonne reached out for one of his hands and then pulled him 
unresistingly to his feet. As soon as he was standing before her, she moved 
close and began slowly unbuttoning his shirt. Even before she pulled the 
garment completely from him the brazen seducer leaned forward and traced her 
stiffening nipples in tiny circles over his naked chest. Immediately the 
gasping young husband felt a faint lurching in his loins. Even though he 
knew he should resist, Dennis made no move to stop Yvonne as she began 
undoing his belt. Before he knew it, his trousers were in a heap around his 
feet. 

"Kick off your shoes," Yvonne ordered. Dennis removed his shoes. He was now 
standing wearing only his shorts, and while his penis was not exactly erect, 
it was also not as shrunken and lifeless as it had been a moment before. His 
lovely seducer began to slowly work the tight shorts down over his hips, 
letting the elastic band rub for a moment over his still dripping cock. 

Once the thin garment was down around his ankles, Dennis automatically 
kicked them free, at last standing completely naked, his reviving cock at 
half-mast. Without a word Yvonne came into his arms and at last he felt the 
warm naked length of her pressed against his trembling flesh. Reaching down, 
she took his virile young penis in her hands and forced it up between her 
tightly clamped thighs, into the little "vee" where they joined to her 
lovely swelling hips. 

Rocking back and forth, the shameless brunette began to pull at his newly 
throbbing staff with her whole body, while at the same time reaching up to 
bend his head down to hers. For a long, long time their wetly heated lips 
met, tongues darting together inside the moist caverns of their mouths. 
Finally Yvonne pulled back and smiled up at him. 

"I think we can start over again," she said. And sure enough, Dennis was 
acutely aware of his mightily pulsating penis that disappeared into Yvonne's 
soft dark cunt hair. He felt it must be reaching clear out the other side 
beyond her buttocks, it felt so big. Never had he been more aware of his 
hardness. For a moment the young man wondered what this beautiful woman 
would do to him next, then a sudden feeling of power swept over him. 

Hell, who was the man here, anyway? He thought. Without warning, Dennis 
pushed her backwards so that she stumbled back against the bed and fell on 
it full length, her legs slightly parted. Without a doubt she was aroused, 
Dennis thought, as he stared lecherously at the pale pink cunt lips gleaming 
wetly through her dark pussy hair. Following her to the bed, the emboldened 
young husband forced her long graceful legs further apart and knelt between 
them, expecting to see her face raised towards him in fright on revulsion, 
but instead he received a glittering smile. 

"Now you know that you can always get it up again," Yvonne said throatily. 
"Now for Christ sakes, when the hell are you going to fuck me?" These last 
obscene words seemed to snap something inside Dennis, some restraint that 
had characterized his sexual life ever since his marriage. Crawling forward 
on his knees, the maddened young man lined his bulbous cock-head up with 
Yvonne's wetly waiting cunt and shoved, without waiting for the slightest 
preliminaries. As his massively pulsating penis disappeared up inside 
Yvonne's wetly clasping pussy, Dennis got his reward as he watched the 
sudden look of shock and pain come over the seemingly invincible young 
divorcee's face. By God, he thought, this'll teach the little bitch a 
lesson! Man was always the master in the sex act, and his power to hurt her 
at will was the best proof. Without waiting for her to get used to his huge 
invading presence, Dennis began to repeatedly ram his powerful young loins 
forward, sinking his shaft mercilessly into her hotly quivering cunt. 

But to the rutting young husband's amazement, Yvonne's groans of pain almost 
immediately changed to wild cries of pleasure. Her beautiful legs snaked up 
around his sides, ankles locking behind his back, and with a sudden sense of 
triumph, he knew he had a real woman thrashing beneath him. Determined to 
uphold his end of the fierce battle raging between them, Dennis began to ram 
a series of piercing thrusts into Yvonne's eager little pussy, expecting her 
to flounder beneath them just as Sue did. But to his amazement, he had only 
made about four or five strokes when Yvonne's back suddenly arched, her 
nails digging into his shoulders. "Here I cum, lover... number one... oh 
God, God, GOD!" And under the young man's amazed gaze, his paramour suddenly 
turned into a berserk raving animal, her sleek strong body spasming out of 
control. For a few seconds Dennis had the impression he was riding a bucking 
horse and that he would not be able to stay on top, but digging in his toes, 
the straying young husband determined to ride it out and kept his rigid 
penis buried as far up inside Yvonne's madly writhing belly as he could 
manage. He looked in awe down at the divorcee's face, which was transformed 
into a thing of radiant beauty or depraved ugliness, depending on one's 
point of view. At one point she looked as she had the night before with the 
moonlight on her face. 

Hardly had this first orgasm spent itself than another began, wilder than 
the first, as if the crying moaning woman had been saving up a lifetime of 
denied passion. Half mad with lust, Dennis jerked his thick aching penis 
from her all-devouring cunt and rolled her roughly over on her stomach, then 
reached beneath her waist to jerk her to her hands and knees. Yvonne's 
softly curving buttocks loomed' before the young man's eager gaze like twin 
fleshy moons, and he quickly slid his hand up between them to find her 
passion-dripping slit, followed closely by his relentlessly probing cock 
which he slammed home again far up into her belly with a vengeance. He 
fucked her that way, holding onto her wantonly writhing hips while she 
buried her face in the blankets to stifle her insane cries of pleasure. On 
and on it went, Dennis feeling all-powerful, ready to reduce all womanhood 
to mewling, sobbing, moaning creatures, ready to fuck all night, when 
finally Yvonne collapsed in front of him, his long gleaming shaft sucking 
free of her satiated pussy. 

"Mercy, please... I'm all fucked out," Yvonne begged. And she looked it. Her 
ribs were heaving as she struggled to take in enough air. For a moment the 
young Hercules knelt above his ravaged mistress's supine form, filled with 
triumph. Then he became aware once again of his rigid penis. 

"You may be all fucked out, but I'm not," he snarled and tried to lift up 
her buttocks again. 

"No, wait. You'll kill me," she begged. 

Quickly rolling over the lovely brunette slowly spread her legs, presenting 
her red swollen slit up to his hungry gaze. "Let's do it another way," she 
said. "Put it in, but hold still." A little confused, but still willing, 
Dennis did as she asked. When he once again had his painfully swollen member 
sunk up to the hilt between her wide-stretched pussy-lips, he discovered the 
reason why. All of a sudden he felt a powerful tug on his cock as Yvonne 
contracted her trained vaginal muscles. Sinking his shaft a little deeper, 
he met the next one halfway. 

"Uuuuuungh," he moaned, almost tempted by the incredible feeling to begin 
ramming wildly once again into Yvonne's naked body, but she seemed to read 
his mind. 

"No, hold stilI," she commanded. "Let me do it for you." The contractions 
began to come regularly now, and it felt to Dennis as if a warm, hot, wet 
sheath was milking the life out of his delighted genitals. "What if I 
stopped now?" Yvonne asked tauntingly, "stopped without giving you a chance 
to cum. Do you understand your wife a little better now?" 

Dennis was too far gone in sensual bliss to pay too much attention to his 
beautiful torturer's words. All he knew was that with each new hot squeeze 
around his thick bloated shaft, he was a little closer to cumming. Finally, 
he felt that old familiar churning deep in his balls and knew this was going 
to be one orgasm he would never forget. Just as the hot searing flood began 
to rush the length of his madly jerking member, he pulled it almost all of 
the way out and then thrust it brutally back into the obscene sucking 
depths, feeling his wildly throbbing cock swell to unbelievable proportions 
as it began spurting its white hot load far up into Yvonne's womb. 

This last powerful jab and his the erotic feel of the hot cum jetting into 
her depths triggered off one last orgasm for Yvonne, and both the lovely 
divorcee and the newly adulterous husband thrashed together for long 
moments, spilling their passion juices in sticky pools onto the mattress 
below. At last it was over, and the two sweat-slippery exhausted bodies 
collapsed together. For about five minutes neither moved, both needing to 
regain their breath, then Dennis rolled from Yvonne's satiated body, winding 
a little as his battered cock slid out with a lewd sucking noise from her 
still slightly palpitating cunt. "Never in my life... " Dennis began, "Never 
in my life have I had anything to match that. How will I be able to go back 
to making love to my wife?" 

"Don't you think you're being a little unfair?" Yvonne asked. "She looks 
like quite a woman to me, and from what you say, she must like to make 
love." 

Dennis screwed his face up as if his next words hurt a little. "Sure, she 
likes it in a kind of passive way. I guess my problem was that I married too 
innocent and inexperienced a girl. I just feel I can't really cut loose with 
her." 

Yvonne shook her beautiful head in amusement. "You just don't know that girl 
at all. What would you say if I told you she was a real ball of fire; 
needing a hell of a lot more loving than she's getting?" 

"I'd say you didn't know what you were talking about," Dennis replied, 
nettled once again that this unbelievably bold woman was prying into areas' 
where he felt she had no right. "Want me to prove it to you?" Yvonne asked. 
Dennis stared at her, a little twinge of apprehension starting up deep 
inside his brain, but then grew stubborn. He shrugged as if saying she could 
do as she pleased, then watched with poorly concealed interest as the lovely 
dark-haired beauty reached out one naked arm and picked up some of the 
photographs Murdock had left behind. She handed them to Dennis without a 
word. It only took the young man a moment to see that they were among the 
most obscene pictures he had ever seen, photographs of some young blonde 
being fucked by a huge German shepherd. Then suddenly his whole body tensed 
and his eyes bulged as he took a closer look at the lewd blonde in the 
photographs. 

It was his own wife! 

Dennis never knew how much time went by. Finally, he cleared his dry 
constricted throat and managed to half-whisper to Yvonne, "Where did you get 
these?" 

"A friend gave them to me." 

"They-they must be a fake," Dennis managed, but was cut off by Yvonne's next 
words, which almost totally destroyed him: "And did you know that right now 
she's upstairs fucking Karl Murdock?" 

"What?" the horrified young man shouted out in surprise. Then Yvonne saw she 
had gone too far too fast, for Dennis's face began to darken with rage. 
Without a word the young man jumped to his feet and started for the door. 

"Wait!" Yvonne cried out, "You don't have any clothes on," and that comment 
may have saved someone from being murdered. For the moment at least it 
focused the enraged husband's attention on something besides his wife's 
shocking infidelity. But before he could actually begin pulling on his 
clothes, Yvonne moved quickly to the closet. Taking out a man's dressing 
gown that she always kept there for unexpected guests, the worried brunette 
tossed it to Dennis, then pulled on her own. "Come with me," she said as 
calmly as she could, "and I'll show you." Too confused to know what he was 
doing, the betrayed young husband instinctively obeyed the firm words of 
command. Looking rather conspicuous in their matching robes, the two recent 
lovers started up the stairs. Yvonne halted for a moment outside Murdock's 
door, hearing Rajah whining within. She decided maybe it would be better if 
he came along, just in case Dennis got totally out of hand. 

"Is that the dog in the pictures?" Dennis growled dangerously. 

"Yes, but you certainly can't hold it against him," Yvonne responded. Then 
all three continued up the stairs, Rajah frolicking along awhile until he 
managed to pick up the sense of oppressive heavy feelings, then he continued 
in a more cautious manner. A little surprised that Yvonne didn't lead 
straight on to his and Sue's room, the brooding young man nevertheless 
followed her up through the narrow attic door. Looking around for a moment, 
the lovely divorcee soon found the peephole and slid it open, pressing her 
eye close to it. For a long moment she watched, then motioned for Dennis to 
take a look. Not quite understanding what was happening, the young man glued 
his eye to the hole and then his whole body stiffened. 

To his horror he was looking down into his own bedroom, where Karl Murdock 
was fucking the hell out of his wife! The two new voyeurs had come up to the 
attic in the last couple of minutes of Karl and Sue's final orgiastic 
mating. With unbelieving eyes, Dennis saw his supposedly gentle little wife 
screaming and thrashing in abandoned pleasure, obscenely encouraging her 
ravisher into ever new depraved acts. 

Just then, both Murdock and the young watcher's wife started their orgasms, 
and Dennis could not believe the incredible effect it had on Sue. Frozen by 
shock, the sickened young husband could not take his eye away from the hole 
until all was over, and the exhausted duo below lying together in com-soaked 
bliss. Then, uttering a low sulfurous oath, he bolted for the stairs and a 
moment later was insanely hammering on the door of his own room, cursing and 
crying out his unfaithful wife's name. 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

As soon as Sue Walker heard her husband's voice through the door, her face 
turned white and she looked wildly around for some way to escape, but it was 
hopeless. Dennis was pounding on the only exit. . 

"Oh, my God. It's my husband. What are we going to do?" she wailed to 
Murdock, and to her amazement the big man got up, still naked and strode 
straight to the door, opening it. "No!" Sue shrieked and tried to cover 
herself as Dennis came flying into the room, closely followed by Yvonne and 
the excitedly barking Rajah. Dennis stared for a moment at his terrified 
young wife as she scrabbled ineffectually to cover her nakedness with the 
edge of the bedspread. 

"Whore!" he shouted. "Tramp, slut, pig! So this is what you do when I'm 
slaving away at work." For a moment Murdock ran his eyes appraisingly up and 
down the enraged young man, noticing the robe he was wearing. 

"Pretty fancy clothes you wear at the bank," he observed cynically. 

"Why you bastard, I ought to... " Dennis said, starting' toward Murdock, 
fists raised, but then thought better of it as Rajah started barking 
thunderously, seeing his master threatened. Unable to vent his rage in this 
direction, the frustrated young man stood for a moment and then decided the 
only outlet left to him was his pitifully cringing young wife. Striding 
roughly forward, Dennis ripped the bedspread from her lushly ripened young 
body. "Christ, you'd fuck anything," he snarled. 

Sudden tears spurted from Sue's eyes. "Please, Dennis, you don't 
understand,'" she sobbed. "He made me do it. He said he'd cause you to lose 
your job." 

"And what did the fucking dog, do?" Dennis roared back. "Threaten to report 
you to the S.P.C.A.?" Sue fell silent then, knowing she would never be able 
to make him believe. She was lost, ruined. The heart-broken young wife 
wished there was some dramatic way she could kill herself, right then. 

Dennis fell silent a minute, not knowing what to say next. Instead he stared 
down at the lovely young woman he had been married to almost a year, 
realizing how little he had known her. What in hell had gone wrong? Was it 
her fault or his? The first faint glimmerings began to start in his mind 
that perhaps he had forced her into a role that did not really reflect her 
personality. 

Maybe he had married her as a symbol and not as a woman; a lifeless, 
bloodless symbol of inhuman purity to make up for some guilt he himself 
felt, maybe some hidden dark experience out of his childhood; some forgotten 
Freudian horror. Maybe that was why he had so much trouble making love to 
her. One doesn't expect a statue, an ideal to respond with moans and cries 
and orgasms. Well, something in him had never permitted her an orgasm; 
something that caused his body to automatically end it when he sensed her 
growing passion. As he stood there, his mind opened for a moment, a sudden 
strong intuition, an inspiration almost, came over the pondering young 
husband. He stepped forward quickly, ripping the robe from his body. 

"I'm gonna fuck you," he said in a tight voice. "I'm going to find out what 
everyone else, sees in you." 

"Oh, no, no, not here," Sue choked. "Not in front of all these people." She 
waved feebly toward Murdock and Yvonne and Rajah, all standing near the 
door, watching quietly. 

"Why not?" Dennis said. "We're all one big happy incestuous family." And 
with that he reached down and unceremoniously pried apart his wife's shaking 
legs, appalled for a moment by the thick cum still oozing from her cunt. He 
had never followed another man before, and had certainly never expected to 
do so with his own wife, but something drove him on. "Goddamn, open up," he 
barked, and the frightened Sue hurriedly shrank back. Never' before had she 
seen her husband like this; so commanding, so strong, so frightening. It 
slowly began to occur to her that he might be capable of hurting her, but 
still, the embarrassed young woman hesitated, casting a furtive glance 
towards the onlookers. That was a mistake. Enraged with his straying wife's 
obstinacy, particularly after he had caught her in bed with another man, 
Dennis began raining down blows on Sue's cringing thighs. Rolling her 
roughly over he repeatedly smacked her firm rounded buttocks resoundingly 
with the flat of his hand, instantly turning the white satiny flesh a bright 
red. 

"Oh, oh, oh, stop! You're killing me!" Sue screamed struggling to escape, 
but then, as if by magic, the pain of the blows gradually kindled a spark of 
sexual hunger deep up inside her belly and thighs. Her screams turned to 
moans, and her rounded thighs slowly opened while she ground her throbbing 
young cunt into the mattress in time to the exquisitively painful blows. 
Looking down in amazement at his obviously aroused wife, Dennis decided for 
the tenth time, in the last few minutes that he definitely did not know her, 
but one thing was clear; she was ready to fuck! 

Roughly rolling over the panting Sue, Dennis quickly positioned himself 
between her now widespread legs, holding his thick, fully erect penis in his 
hands as if it, too, were something he was going to beat her with. 

"Oh, lover, fuck me." Sue pleaded, her ass-cheeks grinding up off the 
mattress. Needing no further encouragement, Dennis fell on her sensually 
writhing body, worming his cock into her wet, hair-lined slit until the head 
popped up inside her hungry pussy. From the very first thrust Dennis knew he 
had a tiger on his hands; a mewling, straining, clawing she-wolf who made 
Yvonne look like a frigid old maid. 

They had been fucking for only a few seconds when Dennis wondered if he was 
going to be able to handle his wife's long-suppressed needs all by himself. 
For a moment he thought of enlisting Murdock's aid, but then a sudden idea 
struck him like a thunderbolt. 

The very depravity of the plan that flashed through the young husband's mind 
caused him to stop short in his fucking, stunned by his own obscene 
audacity. His passionately twisting wife immediately noticed that he was no 
longer ruthlessly plunging his cock up into her burning depths and asked 
pleadingly: "What's the matter, Dennis. For God's sake, don't stop now like 
you always do." 

"Don't you worry, baby, you're gonna get all the fucking any woman could 
want. But first I want you to wrap your arms and legs around me." Sue obeyed 
without question, and then gasped out in surprise as Dennis quickly rolled 
them both over, until she was sitting on top, straddling his loins with his 
long throbbing staff of flesh impaling her cunt from below. Never having 
made love in this position before, the pleasantly surprised young wife began 
lifting her nakedly rounded buttocks up in the air and then sliding down on 
Dennis's long thick penis, delighted at the new sensations she could work 
into her own fiery pussy. Then she felt Dennis's strong young hands pulling 
her shoulders down while his loins pushed her own hips high up in the air. 

"Yvonne," the young husband called, "Get Rajah over here." The dark-haired 
divorcee hesitated a moment, and then when she saw what Dennis was getting 
at a lewd smile came to her face. "Well, I'll be damned," she heard Murdock 
mutter next to her. 

"What's... what's happening?" Sue asked in surprise. 

"We're gonna have a little company," Dennis answered. "Rajah's joining us." 
Still the confused young woman did not understand. But a second later she 
felt a familiar cold nose sniffing at her backside as Yvonne led the willing 
animal up to her obscenely raised buttocks. She knew then that the big 
animal meant to fuck her, but everything was filled back there except her... 

"Oh God, no. You're not going to let him take me there! He's too big, he'll 
rip me wide open." 

"Now take it easy, honey," her panting husband soothed. "Remember, you're 
cunt was virgin once too. You'll get used to it." The terrified young blonde 
vainly tried to struggle up from her husband's tight embrace, but his arms 
were too strong. And then Rajah's hairy forelegs settled once again 
familiarly around her quaking hips, pinning her from behind. 

"Oh, please, please. Dennis... Rajah... Don't hurt me, lovers," the young 
wife pleaded. But it was far too late now. No one in the room would have had 
the courage to pull Rajah away, now that he had already mounted the woman he 
wanted. The big dog stood a moment, shuffling a little closer on his hind 
legs, his bright pink tongue lolling excitedly from his mouth. Already the 
watching Yvonne and Murdock could see his huge scarlet cock sliding wetly 
from under his belly, ready to thrust into the fearfully puckering anus of 
the defenseless young woman pinioned before him. 

Sue felt the hot tapered point trail over her quivering buttocks, finally 
catching for a second at her tight rubbery little anal ring. Anuses were 
really much more conveniently placed for the dog, easier to locate than the 
hot little mating-holes that nestled underneath almost out of sight. 

Sensing that pointed threatening presence jabbing at her anal opening, the 
shaking young blonde tensed, knowing there were never any gentle moves from 
Rajah, and sure enough, as soon as the big German shepherd sensed a 
receptive cavity before him, his powerful loins jerked forward, worming the 
tip of his monstrous fleshy pole just up inside. Immediately the excited 
animal began his usual machine-gun thrusts, pounding into the cringing white 
buttocks of the loudly moaning female. 

Wham, wham, wham, the huge cock thundered forward, each mighty thrust 
driving it another inch into the young wife's hot rubbery depths. She held 
stock still for a moment, her eyes widening in shock and pain, almost 
paralyzed by the terrible shaft that was being hammered into her bowels. 

"Aaaaggggghhhhh," she screamed. "He's killing me. Dennis, help. Get him out 
of me." Her husband's only answer was a mighty thrust of his own swollen 
penis up into her momentarily forgotten pussy, sending incredible waves of 
sensation flooding through her. For a moment this new stimulation made her 
forget the alien presence tearing apart her tender backside, and the 
desperate young woman decided to concentrate on letting the one fight the 
other. She found that by worming her wetly clasping cunt down as far as she 
could on her husband's long rigid penis, that the agony in her cock-stuffed 
rectum was almost cancelled out. And in another few seconds she began to 
receive little messages of pleasure from Rajah's pistoning animal penis too, 
as her anal muscles slowly relaxed and stretched, allowing the big dog 
easier access to her rectal depths. 

After a moment's experimentation, the happy young woman found the two huge 
penises pounding up into her innermost depths were now fucking into her in 
synchronization, and she pressed back to meet their rhythmic forward rush, 
feeling as if some great molten ball of fire was regularly filling her 
belly, only to wane, then fill her once again. 

"Oh, lovers... beautiful cocks... pound into me... fill me, fill me," the 
suddenly raving young blonde moaned out. 

Standing a few feet away, the still naked Karl Murdock found his temperature 
rapidly rising as he stared at the obscene trio before him. Looking over at 
Yvonne, he saw that the lovely divorcee was also aroused. She had opened the 
front of her robe, bending a little forward, and the fingers of one hand 
were buried deep up between her thighs, disappearing into her soft brown 
pussy-hair. For a moment the big man was tempted to take his lust out on the 
obviously ready woman; his cock was once again throbbing into full erection. 
But an idea had slowly been taking charge of his mind while he watched the 
lovely Sue being fucked by Dennis and Rajah right before him. He wanted to 
be a part of this lewd scene. 

Walking forward, his distended penis swaying like the boom of a sailboat, 
the excited hotel clerk moved right up in front of Sue, facing her as she 
crouched over her husband. "Got something for you here, baby," he said, 
positioning his massive stalk less than an inch away from her passionately 
parted lips. For a moment the young blonde seemed unable to focus her eyes, 
so powerful were the spasms of pleasure coursing through her body. She had 
never sucked a cock before; in fact, had never let the idea enter her mind. 
Now, impaled between her husband and a rutting beast, anything seemed 
possible to the lust-filled young woman. 

"C'mon," Murdock urged. "Put it in your mouth and suck on it like you were 
sipping soda through a straw." For a moment the young wife didn't seem to 
hear, then her hand slowly reached up towards the purple-veined shaft, 
hesitated, then wrapped tightly around it and squeezed, forcing a single 
shining drop of semen out the end. 

"Uuuuunnnnnh," Murdock groaned as exquisite little shafts of pleasure shot 
through his eagerly pulsating cock at Sue's firm touch. Christ, I think 
she's going to do it, he thought gleefully. And sure enough, Sue stretched 
her head forward as far as she could and took the proffered instrument in 
her mouth. Murdock did the rest, unable to resist once he saw her full 
sensuous lips close over his jerking member. Reaching forward, he tangled 
his hands in Sue's long blonde hair while at the same time ramming the whole 
of his lust-swollen penis into her hot saliva-filled mouth. 

Sue began to go to work in earnest, as if she had been sucking cock all her 
life. It was hard for a moment to synchronize her sucking with the heavy 
pounding up her forever stretched genital passages, but in a moment she 
found herself being pitched forward onto Murdock's long stiffened cock every 
time Rajah and Dennis rammed into her from behind and below. Strange 
masochistic pleasures seeped into the pinioned young woman's whirling mind 
as she was buffeted like a rag doll between the three panting males, a 
helpless receptacle for their collective lust. 

Never one to be left out, Yvonne stood open-mouthed for a moment, watching 
the incredible quartet before her, then pulling her own Jabbing fingers from 
her pussy, the lovely dark-haired beauty whipped the robe from her body and 
stepped forward in all her naked glory. 

Carefully lifting her left leg, she stepped over Sue, straddling her neck 
and facing the puffing whining Rajah. Thrusting her hips lewdly forward 
toward the humping animal and at the same time pulling apart her dripping 
pussy-lips with her fingers, the young woman called out: "Come on, Rajah, 
lick my cunt. Lick me, darling dog, until I go out of my mind." The big 
German shepherd almost smiled in his joy. It was one thing to have the 
pleasure of fucking into the tight little nether hole high up between Sue's 
jerking buttocks, something he had never done before, but at the same time 
to have a warmly scented female flesh offered him seemed an unbelievable 
dream. Eagerly the panting German shepherd's tongue shot out, digging far up 
into the hot slit before him, causing such a bolt of bliss to shoot through 
Yvonne's softly curved loins that her head shot back and then began to twist 
wildly from side to side, her thick dark hair flying in a rich cloud about 
her lovely face. 

For a timeless moment the five celebrants were locked together in an obscene 
tableau, filling the room with the sounds of desperate gasps and the wet 
sluicing of passion-filled orifices. And at the center of it all was the 
lovely, previously innocent Sue. Never before in her whole life had the 
young blonde been so filled. Every opening in her body was stuffed with 
cock, and brushing sensuously against her tender sides were Yvonne's long 
sleek legs. She wondered how it would all end. Wondered how it would feel 
when those massive threatening penises began to spew their hot loads into 
her receptive body. Suddenly she dimly sensed a wild scream from above as 
Yvonne began to climax, driven to wild frenzy by Rajah's hot lapping tongue. 
She felt the ivory columned legs on either side of her jerk and tremble 
uncontrollably and then Yvonne's hot pussy juices came cascading down on her 
naked back. 

About the same time, Murdock's big cock between her wetly ovaled lips 
started to swell to enormous size, and the frightened young woman knew that 
he was about to cum in her mouth. How would it taste? she wondered in sudden 
panic. Would she be able to take it all? Knowing she could never escape from 
Murdock's powerful hands clamped at the sides of her head, the gasping, 
sucking young wife realized that for better or worse she would now find out. 
Murdock's loins jerked forward into her face, driving his wildly jerking 
cock almost all the way down her throat while the big man uttered a loud cry 
of rapture. Then Sue had no time to think. All she could do was swallow as 
fast as she could as a hot torrent of thick spicy semen flooded into her 
mouth. Choking and coughing, the madly sucking young woman tried to do the 
best .she could, but there was so much of the burning fluid that it gushed 
back out her mouth and dripped in long white strings from her chin. Then 
Murdock was falling back away from her, his already shrinking cock sliding 
wetly from between her lips. 

Filled with a strange vigor from the lust-inciting fluid that Murdock had 
pumped into her, the shamelessly aroused young wife crashed back against the 
two cocks behind just as Rajah finally began emptying his animal sperm far 
up into the hot rubbery depths of her rectum. The hard jets seemed to touch 
off some delicate trigger inside the already self-maddened young woman. 

"Oh, God, fill me lovers," she cried out. "Fill me with your wonderful cum." 
Sue jerked back against the spouting dog-cock several times, drawing the 
milky liquid from it, choking it with her rectal muscles, making it collapse 
in weary exhaustion, all the life drained from it. As the shrinking scarlet 
organ flopped uselessly from her tight anal opening, the young wife now 
found herself alone with her husband, his the only cock still invading her 
wildly aroused young body. Knowing that her own orgasm was only seconds 
away, the berserk young woman began to raise her suddenly freed buttocks 
high in the air so that almost all of her husband's wetly gleaming hardness 
slid out of her steaming pussy, then repeatedly crashed heavily back d own, 
as if trying to drive the huge pleasure-giving shaft all the way through her 
body. 

"I-I'm cumming, Dennis, darling... cumming... cummmm... AAAAHHHHHHHHH... " 
The tired young husband smiled up as his lovely blonde wife screamed out her 
passion above. 

"I've been saving something for you," he said with undisguised glee, and 
then his own sperm shot heatedly up from his balls to race' the length of 
his long pistoning cock before finally mingling far up inside his wife's 
churning depths with her own gushing secretions. For endless moments the 
young married couple strained together in final bliss, joined together by 
the hot life-giving fluids that flooded out over their tightly locked loins. 
When it was over and the sweat-streaked bodies of the young couple lay 
still, their arms remained locked around one another in loving embrace; they 
were finally joined together in mutually shared bliss. 

Murdock had meanwhile slipped on his clothes, and he handed Yvonne her robe. 

"Come on," he said gently. "I think we're intruding on something private." 
And signaling to his dog, he led the way out the door. 


THE END
