The Stewardess And Sergeant
by Jon Reskind
(LLP-490)


Chapter One 

Marge Pierson stepped out of the bathroom into the half-light of the moonlit 
bedroom, catching a quick glimpse of her ripe luscious young body in the 
dresser mirror along the opposite wall. At twenty-two, Marge was a stunning 
young woman with long hair flowing down her back like molten copper and a 
sensuously curved figure like a narrow-waist hourglass. Her ample, 
upsweeping breasts and voluptuous young thighs quivered beneath her sheer, 
clinging nightgown in happy anticipation of the carnal pleasure waiting on 
the bed in the handsome, virile young figure of her husband, Tony. 

Tomorrow Tony would be going to Denver for a business conference so this 
would be their last night together for an entire week, And Marge wanted to 
make it count. 

"Ready for bed, lover?" she whispered and crawled in between the sheets of 
their king-size double bed, the one they had bought on the eve of their 
wedding two years before. 

Tony turned and smiled, half-lying, half sitting besides her, hovering over 
her alluringly quivering body, she closed her eyes in lust-filled 
anticipation, basking in the muscular warmth of his strong young body. An 
answering rush of seething desire spread hotly through her veins as his big 
hands moved tenderly over the surface of her low-cut bodice, seeking out the 
ruby crests of her heaving, tremulous breasts which were throbbing madly. 
Yes, she wanted him, wanted him as desperately as she always did. "Only hope 
tonight will be different". . . 

She murmured to herself through half-closed eyes. 

His eager fingers gently plucked at the cherry-like nipples of her breasts 
until their rigidity distended the thin material and twin drops of her 
desire-incited moisture darkened it. With a low, sensuous moan Tony bent his 
mouth to hers and his tongue moved like a quickly darting flame to fly 
hungrily between her moistly parted lips. Her month was wet and clinging and 
her arms slid easily around his neck. 

Her husband slipped the straps of her peek-a-boo gown off her soft young 
shoulders, nearly ripping the cloth in his eagerness. Marge nearly shivered 
when she felt the rush of cool night air on her nakedness before his 
twenty-six year old hands covered her aching, throbbing breasts. Roughly 
now, with all the charged-up desire of a healthy young husband, Tony's 
fingers continued to play and tease at the scarlet inflamed nipples as his 
palms kneaded the soft, resilient breast-flesh. 

Tony was trying to control his mounting, driving passion but the ache in his 
sperm-laden balls was fast becoming unbearable as it so often did. He meant 
to control himself, meant to hold himself back until his stunning young wife 
could reach the brink of her sexual climax, but as often as not he failed. 
And felt dejectedly guilty about it afterwards. But not tonight, he vowed. 

Not when I'm going away for a whole week. I can't leave her hanging when I 
fly off to Denver! And so now he deliberately kept his hips from touching 
hers. He could feel his anxious penis expand, grow, and angrily cleaving at 
the night air. The blood-pressured head of it throbbed like a leaden weight 
until he almost felt as though it were pulling him down like a drowning man 
in a whirlpool, making it hard for him to breathe. 

Tearing his insatiable lips from her, Tony moved his greedy mouth down along 
the ivory column of her slender throat to the straining swell of her 
delectable young breasts. Here his tongue raced like a firebrand and traced 
wet little circles on the rosy aureoles and, in lust-provoked response, they 
spread like opening flower buds beneath his tongue-lashing caress. His teeth 
nibbled avidly at the succulent little tips of her nipples until the young 
wife felt her whole quivering body begin to tremble violently with the 
rapturous pleasure of the tiny pin-pricks of pain. Marge's fingers dug into 
the flesh of his shoulders, urging him on. 

His expert hands roamed over her flat-planed belly and sensuous thighs, 
tugging angrily at her gown. She raised her hips and then felt the material 
being pushed down and then off over her legs. 

Tony shifted position slightly until the lower part of his own naked body 
was pressed against her, allowing the fully elongated pulsing length of his 
massive cock to lie heavily in the ridge between her tender thigh and 
pelvis. For a moment the young husband lay still, as if catching his breath, 
his lust contorted face buried in the deep cleft between her tremulous 
breasts, fighting for a control he rapidly felt himself losing. 

"Arge... 

arge... 

can't . . . can't wait any longer!" he cried desperately, moving his hands 
down between her anxiously spread thighs to the enticing triangle of her 
pubic mound. Here his fingers played wildly in the softly curling forest as 
he fought again to gain control of his lust-aching loins. After several 
torturous moments, he let his eagerly searching fingers slide down into the 
soft, hair-lined furrow of her pinkly glistening cuntal lips, which throbbed 
in warm wet greeting to the probing invaders. 

"Ummmmmmm!" she moaned as she reveled in the exciting sensations coursing 
through her lust-aroused young body in response to his dexterous 
exploration. 

Tony could feel the hot moisture of her incited passions drenching his 
teasing, sensuously discovering fingers and felt her body tremble as the 
delicious excitement continued. It was when the tip of his searching finger 
reached the sensitive little tip of her already hotly quivering clitoris 
that he heard her unmistakable gasp of intense pleasure. 

"Aaaaaauuuuugh! That's it, lover! Oooooooh," she moaned with impassioned 
abandon, arching her hips up to greet his expertly invading fingers. 

That was all Tony was waiting for. The pressure in his balls was a knifing 
agony and the blood raced demandingly in fiery gusts through his aching 
hardness. The young husband relaxed his stomach muscles, trying desperately 
to restrain himself, as he guided his swollen, madly pulsing cock-tip with 
his trembling hands. He could feel the hot wetness of her soft, curl-fringed 
cunt-lips reaching out to welcome him. 

It was all Tony could do to keep from cumming at once when the heavily 
throbbing tip grazed the soft velvet flesh of the moist lips of his young 
wife's panting eager vagina. He could feel the slippery folds of her 
quivering cunt contract, gripping the tip of his cock practically in a 
stranglehold, sucking at it like the thinly bearded lips of an eagerly 
excited mouth. It was then that the frantically aroused young husband began 
to tremble. And then he fucked straight into her! 

Marge forgot all her former frustrations of so many nights before as the 
first scintillating contact of his penis sent waves of exquisite delight 
coursing out from the nerve-centers of her fervently aroused vagina. Her 
thighs parted, welcoming the lust-driven intrusion, and her hips jerked 
violently upward to meet the joyfully delirious sensation of his 
cunt-filling cock. 

Tony fucked in and out of her wetly welcoming cunt fairly slowly at first, 
but within a few brief moments his wildly pulsing hardness demanded a more 
severe, hard-hitting rhythm. He reveled in the divinely erotic sensations 
sweeping through his naked young body as his wife's hotly quivering cunt 
clung voraciously to his rapaciously reaming cock and he basked in the 
soft-walled heaven that it found as it fucked again and again deep up into 
her lust-moistened sanctuary. Harder and faster he plunged, feeling the 
warm, wet resiliency of her seething young cunt eagerly suck in the fully 
hardened length of him. Her delicate moans of sublime rapture spilled into 
the night, mingling there with his. 

"Aaaaaauuuuugh, lover! Harder! Faster! Ooooooooowwwwww!" she moaned, her 
hips working in the frantically building tempo to meet his every powerfully 
plunging thrust. Her legs had snaked up and wrapped themselves tightly 
around his back, exposing the' entire plane of her pinkly glistening cuntal 
furrow to his massively impaling cock. The divinely sublime sensations of 
erotic pleasure emanating from her cock-filled cunt raced like licking 
flames of fire through her nakedly quivering body and she felt as if she 
wanted those enticingly exciting sensations to go on forever. 

But they didn't. One final pounding inward fuck told her that it was all 
about to end. A triumphant cry welled up within Tony and then his entire 
naked body began to tremble with long, drawn-out spasms of ecstatic release 
while he pumped his white hot sperm into her madly churning belly. An 
endless stream of the scalding hot liquid poured into the very depths of her 
madly clenching womb, filling the voraciously hungry cavity until it 
overflowed out onto her soft, nakedly trembling thighs. 

And then it was all over. 

"God ... baby, I'm so sorry. I... I wanted it . . . to be so good for you 
... tonight," he cried, falling off from on top of her sweat-glistening 
flesh, off the soft warmth of her sensuously quivering body. 

Marge didn't respond. Her senses had been stirred to the point of sheer 
torture by the feel of his mouth and hands on her passion-aroused nakedness, 
by the wickedly exciting sensations of his massively plundering cock reaming 
deep up into the soft-walled liquid of her vagina. She wanted him now more 
desperately than ever, consumed by a fiery passion, hungering for the madly 
rapturous delight of his hard, driving, lust-swollen penis. How eager she 
had been to have it filling the aching cavern of her vagina! How excitedly 
she had been anticipating this evening all day! And now... what had 
happened? 

"Babe ... listen to me . . . please! God, I'm so sorry! I . . . I just don't 
know how it happened. Maybe it's just ... nerves?" 

"Nerves?" his frustrated young wife shot back at him. 

"Yeah ... that kid ... makes me nervous having him around," he replied 
meekly. 

"That kid is your brother, damn it!" 

I know. But still, he makes me nervous. He's . . . well, there is something 
strange about him. Always has been." 

The frustration left unheeded in the young wife's body now began to overrule 
her reason and the blazing anger in her voice crashed through the stillness 
of the night. 

"Strange? He's a normal, healthy, eighteen year-old boy, nothing more and 
nothing less! You can't blame him for your own". . . The young wife stopped 
there. Long experience had told her that attacking Tony's virility wouldn't 
solve anything, would only, in fact, incite him to anger equaling her own. 
And then, both well beyond the point of reason and logic, they would say 
things that they would unfailingly regret in the morning. So she concluded 
her tirade by saying dejectedly, "Never mind. Just . . . listen, there's 
nothing wrong with Larry that a little love and attention wouldn't cure." 

"You don't have to make excuses for him, damn it! I faced the facts long 
ago," Tony growled angrily. 

"Shhhh! He'll hear you, Tony! These walls aren't the stone walls of a 
castle, you know!" 

"I don't care if he hears me!" her husband responded even more loudly and 
with more face-flushing anger. "He's an introvert . . . a loner . . . has 
been all his life! He doesn't say anything. . . he doesn't feel anything. . 
. he just sits there and stares at you with those eyes that seem to see 
right through you. . . and, damn it, he makes me nervous! We've never been 
close . . . like brothers should be! Christ, I don't know why in hell he 
came here!" 

Suddenly Marge's anger evaporated. Her sexual frustration still churned 
through her aching loins, her body still reeled with seething defeat and 
lack of fulfillment, but she realized with resignation that their argument 
would prove fruitless and would not lead to the satisfaction of her lust. It 
was all a pointless exercise in rhetoric. The joy had now been lost and 
would not be recovered that night. 

"He came here because . . . well, never mind. Don't worry about it anyway. 
You're, going to be away all week. He might be gone by the time you get 
back," she sighed. 

"Yeah," he exclaimed, jumping up to a sitting position. "How the hell is 
that going to look? I mean, him staying here with you alone in the house 
while I'm away?" 

"For Christ's sake, Tony, he's your brother! What do you think could 
happen?" 

"It's not what I think, but how it's going to look to all the neighbors!" 

"Oh Tony," Marge sighed, turning her back to him and curling up beneath the 
sheets, feeling the still wet regions of her vagina aching with frustrated 
torment. "Don't be ridiculous. And go to sleep, will you?" 

Tony muttered something Marge neither heard nor wanted to hear. After a long 
time she heard the regular sound of his breathing and knew that he was 
asleep. The young wife lay awake for a long time, an empty feeling clawing 
at her stomach, a sense of abandonment and neglect swimming around in her 
warmly moist vaginal vault. I just can't go on like this! Some how . . . 
some way. . . I just can't go to sleep night after night with this aroused 
torment still burning in my belly! There must be a way . . . something I can 
do . . . but what? 

Marge Pierson sat lazily at the breakfast table over a steaming cup of hot 
black coffee, an imperceptible tremor racing through her body beneath the 
knee-length summer robe she wore as her glance darted back and forth between 
the half-naked body of her intense young brother-in-law and the serenely 
resting figure of his handsome German Shepherd lying contentedly at his 
feet. As she sipped at the hot dark liquid, she recalled the post-card she 
and Tony had received only a week ago from Larry, saying that he and a 
friend were driving cross-country in a beat-up old VW bus and that they 
would arrive in Kingston, California sometime within the following few days. 
Her first reaction was one of pleasure, but Tony had been surprisingly 
displeased. 

"Barging in on us like that, Christ!" he had murmured that evening when he 
saw the card, throwing down his briefcase and ripping off his constricting 
necktie. But so far, Marge had found nothing to complain about. The boy was 
quiet, neat, had a handsome face reminiscent of Tony's angular features, a 
heavy forelock of curly dark hair and a thickly muscular young body. He had 
only arrived the day before yesterday, but thus far Larry had been nothing 
but polite, courteous and kind. True, he didn't talk much, but, she thought, 
perhaps he's shy. After all, she had only met him once, two years before and 
in a crowd of people at that, when she and Tony had been married in Skinner, 
Pennsylvania. It wasn't therefore surprising to the young housewife that the 
boy should not immediately take her into his Confidence. 

Marge brushed her long reddish brown hair behind her shoulders as she gazed 
down towards the resting figure of Larry's large German shepherd. He lay 
still at the boy's feet, his warm, mellow brown eyes lingering fondly on his 
master, his ears rigidly erect, his long face resting on his two front paws. 
She remembered now how surprised Tony had been at the boy's intense loyalty 
to his devastatingly handsome pet, and she had chastised her husband for not 
being sympathetic to the sensitivities of his darkly handsome younger 
brother. 

"Larry," she said at last, her eyes lingering subconsciously on the bulging 
pectoral muscles of the just-turned eighteen year-old youth which rippled 
sensuously beneath his tight covering of skin, "wherever did you find such a 
beautiful creature! God, he's absolutely breathtaking!" 

The youth looked up from his half-finished scrambled eggs, his fork poised 
in the air like a pointer, his almond-shaped brown eyes burning with a vivid 
intensity. "Sergeant? Oh, dad gave him to me, my sixteenth birthday 
present." Then he paused to chuckle, almost under his breath. 

"What's so funny?" his sister-in-law inquired, her curiosity piqued. 

"Oh . . . nothing," he answered, lowering his head and pushing the eggs 
around on his plate with a fork, the powerful muscles of his arms bulging 
and rippling as he moved. 

"Come on," Marge urged, smiling brightly. Suddenly she felt a strange and 
warm affinity for this perplexingly quiet, reticent youth. She seemed to 
detect a sparkling twinkle in his eye. When he thought she wasn't looking at 
him and she desperately wanted them to be friends. "Come on tell me what you 
were laughing at." 

For a long moment he looked disconcertingly straight into her cobalt-blue 
eyes, and then his long lean face relaxed into a broad, mischievous grin. 
"Oh, well ... it's just that I was remembering when Sarge was a puppy. Mom 
was absolutely furious one day when he . . . well, it was on her favorite 
rug ... and then that same day, in the living room, he swung his tail around 
and knocked over one of her favorite vases! Poor little devil, he couldn't 
understand what he'd done wrong! And Mom! God, I've never seen her so angry! 
But it was all so silly!" 

Marge found herself laughing, not from the inherent humor of his story but 
from the contagious, infectious quality of the boy's own unrestrained 
laughter. The powerful young animal whimpered up at his virile young master 
as if joining in on the pleasure of the moment and a feeling of heart 
tugging sympathy raced through the voluptuous contours of the young wife's 
lovely figure. Tony was wrong, oh so wrong, when he claimed that his younger 
brother had no feelings! Tony had simply never taken the time to explore 
them, that was all there was to it! 

After his laughter had subsided, Larry continued. "Anyway, Sarge has been 
with me day and night ever since. And you should have seen him on the trip 
out here!" The teenager's voice grew more and more excited as he spoke, his 
large dark eyes glowing, his strong young hands punching and pointing into 
the air to punctuate his speech. "You just should have seen him, Marge, with 
that bear in Yellowstone Park! They were really playing together, just like 
two little puppies! And then that time at the gas station ... somewhere in 
South Dakota, I think ... when that old man tried to break into the bus 
while I was in the bathroom! Why, Sarge nearly took his hand off with one 
bite! God, he's a great dog!" His voice now was brimming over with 
excitement and Marge found herself caught up in it. Her face broke out into 
a warmly vivid smile and her hands reached instinctively for his. 

. 

"Oh, he does sound like a marvelous young fellow! Tell me more!" 

She was trying to draw him out, and Larry knew it, endeavoring to establish 
a warm and loving relationship with her handsome young brother-in-law. He 
had heard through the half-opened door, what his brother had said the night 
before, although he would never admit it to anyone except Sarge; but he also 
heard Marge defend him and he knew instinctively that he could trust her. So 
he talked, and talked, and talked, brushing every so often at the unruly 
shock of hair that spilled down onto his forehead or reaching down to fondle 
his enormous German shepherd. 

Marge was struck by his resemblance to her own husband, and struck alike by 
their differences. Lately Tony had been so tense, so remote, so terribly 
involved with the problems of Norton Electronics that he hadn't really given 
her all the love and attention that he had when they were first married, 
especially in bed. Yes, lately, more often than not, he would simply fall 
asleep the minute he crawled between the sheets. Or, if they did make love, 
it was something far removed from the magnificent glory of their early 
married days. And, as often as not, he managed to leave her frustrated by 
cumming too early, like last night, or by simply not being able, due to work 
tensions she was sure, to achieve an erection at all! 

And now Larry was .so much like the Tony she had first known! Warm and open, 
laughing and happy and kind and .attentive! Twice already the youth had 
jumped up to refill her coffee cup, not for a moment interrupting his 
adventurous tales! And the way he looked at her! If he hadn't seen her own 
youthful brother-ill-law, she would have suspected that there was some hint 
of lurid desire behind his gaze, some gleam of prurient desire for her 
luscious young body! Of course, she thought remotely, he is a handsome boy . 
. . and his body is so lithe, so young and lean and strong! 

The boy talked on and on about his trip, about the amusing moments he and 
his friend had encountered, about the places they had seen and the people 
they had met. But his mind was not on his cross-country drive. His mind was 
on the voluptuously tempting body of his sister-in-law! God, my brother may 
be a bastard, but he sure knows how "to pick his women"! Look at those tits! 
And that's exactly what he was doing, reveling in their ample fullness and 
rounded ripeness so revealingly outlined beneath the soft material of her 
short summer robe as she laughed along with him. God, no bra, either! What 
wouldn't I give to wrap my mouth around those lovely breasts! Occasionally, 
Larry would pretend to look down at his loving pet, but at those moments he 
purposely let his eyes wander and feast upon the creamy smooth flesh of her 
sensuous thighs so enticingly revealed below the short length of her robe. 

Not since he had left Pennsylvania had he been so turned on by the sensuous 
allure of a woman! Sure, his old girl friend, Sally, could give him a 
knock-out hard-on just by the way she purposely wagged her ass walking 
across a room, but Marge didn't even have to try, for Christ's sake! Every 
movement was a sensuous delight without her even being aware of it! Such a 
naturally exuded sexuality was ten times more appealing than a consciously 
contrived one and the aroused young teenager could already feel his 
rebellious cock stirring within his cut-off blue jeans as he watched his 
voluptuous sister-in-law sitting across the table, laughter lighting her 
eyes and love lighting her smile. It was all he could do to keep from 
reaching his fingers over to her velvet smooth thigh every time he reached 
down to pet his adoring German shepherd! God, she was really something else! 

He was just reaching the point in his story where he was explaining how he 
and Howard, his buddy whom he had dropped off down near Los Angeles, had 
played a tennis match for money against two old rich biddies in Las Vegas - 
and won! - When his sensuously alluring young sister-in-law interrupted him. 

"Oh! I didn't know you played tennis!" she interjected, her enormously 
enticing breasts trembling beneath her robe. 

"Sure! I was district champion!" And then the youth's voice dropped a couple 
of octaves lower. "But I had to study for college entrance exams, so I 
didn't get to play in the state finals." 

"Oh, that's wonderful!" Marge exclaimed as the teenager glowed across the 
table at her praise. "Listen, I've just completed tennis lessons . . . and 
I'm sure you're much better than I am . . . and maybe you wouldn't want to 
play with someone like me, not up to your standards -" 

Catching the drift of her entreaty, Larry didn't hesitate for a moment. 
Christ, imagine her in a short, ass-cheek showing tennis outfit! "Hey, 
listen, Marge. I'd love to play with you!" 

"Would you?" she asked, unconsciously blinking her large blue eyes at her 
handsome eighteen year-old brother-in-law. "I wouldn't want you to play if 
you really didn't want to! After all, I'm sure you're much better than I am! 
It would hardly be a challenge, you know!" 

Larry practically jumped across the table to sweep her up in his arms, but 
resisted the temptation as being too bold too soon. Instead, he replied, 
trying not to reveal the excited tremor in his voice, "Listen, I'd like it, 
really. I need all the practice I can get. Besides," he said, lowering his 
head shyly, "I could give you a few pointers; teach you a few things maybe 
you didn't know." The double meaning of his remark was obvious to him and 
Marge suspected that perhaps there was a small shimmering glimmer of lust in 
his eyes as he spoke . . . 

Then, once more, she was glancing down at the huge, beautiful German 
shepherd sprawled beside them on the floor. Somehow . . . she couldn't quite 
put her finger on it . . . but there was something warmly appealing about 
him . . . about the way he looked at them . . . some exotic, sensuous aura 
about his large, fur covered body . . . something erotically exciting about 
the softly appealing glow in his large, dark eyes. . . Marge! Get hold of 
yourself! Stop thinking like that! He's nothing but a dog, damn it! It's 
just your frustration that's got you so uptight! Still, there was something 
. . . something . . . almost human about those large lucid eyes . . . 
something warm and gentle and caressing. . . 

"Larry, tell me, what can we feed your friend here?" she asked, smiling 
radiantly and leaning down to stroke the large animal's head. As she did, 
the front of her robe parted slightly, revealing to the youth's already 
straining eyes the firm rounded outlines of her voluptuous twin peaks 
swaying gently as she moved forward. Christ! I can even see those luscious 
pink nipples! God, my brother doesn't know how lucky he is! The teenager's 
thoughts of lust and excitement were interrupted by a repetition of his 
sister-in-law's question. 

"Feed him?" Larry stammered. "Oh, anything. Sarge will eat anything that 
isn't nailed down, Marge. Leftovers would be fine, just fine." Damn it! I 
hope she didn't catch me looking at her like a wide-eyed kid! 

Larry watched his curvaceous young sister-in-law straighten up and pull the 
robe concealing around her smooth-skinned form and he was very sorry to have 
his lustful gaze thus unceremoniously interrupted. Marge this time had 
unmistakably caught the glimmer of unsubtle passion in the boy's eyes and 
thought it best to change the subject as soon as possible, to divert his 
thoughts in another direction. She wasn't offended at his staring quite the 
contrary. In her secret heart of hearts the young wife was flattered that an 
eighteen year old boy should think her sensuously curved body appealing and 
attractive. But she knew, too, that while Tony was away she couldn't let 
anything happen between her and Larry, even though her frustrations were so 
strong after the unfulfilling session with Tony last night. 

"Larry, tell me, how long are you going to stay with us?" she -asked 
brightly. 

"Trying to get rid of me already?" he teasingly responded. 

"No! No, not at all!" Did he hear Tony last night? Oh, I hope not! "Tony and 
I want you to feel right at home here with us! Really we do! Only, I was 
just wondering what your plans were. " 

"My plans today are to go down to get some parts for the VW bus so I can fix 
it. And then? Well, I don't really know," the boy responded, looking 
straight into her eyes with that disconcerting stare of his that Tony always 
found so offensive. "I guess in about a week or so I'll drive you to pick up 
my buddy and then we'll head on back through the Grand Canyon and along the 
southern tier." 

"Oh, that sounds wonderful," Marge gushed enthusiastically. "It's beautiful 
country around there. Tony and I were there . . . after our honeymoon," she 
concluded coyly but with such vigor that suddenly Sergeant moved his head up 
to lick her hand. 

With a characteristically sheepish, shy grin, Larry said, "Yeah . . . it 
ought to be fun," and then the boy lifted his long lean body out of the 
chair and stood beside his sister-in-law, his dog arising with him as if 
ready for the next adventure. "No, you stay here, Sarge - that is, if you 
don't mind, Marge." 

"No! Not at all! We're great friends already, aren't we, Sergeant?" 

"Well, I'm going into town for those parts," the youth mumbled, moving 
across the kitchen towards the back door. I've got to get out of here before 
my cock starts going totally wild! Damn! If I'm going to be here for a whole 
week, I'd better start getting hold of myself right now! 

Marge watched his lithe, handsomely muscular figure as the eighteen year old 
boy moved towards the door. God, he's a handsome youth! The frustrated young 
wife simply couldn't tear her eyes from the broad, muscular contours of his 
young, hairy chest, from the muscles ripp.1ing beneath the skin of his 
powerful young arms, from his long, hair covered legs so masculine and so 
promising! Suddenly, she realized with some consternation that warm moisture 
was seeping there between her legs just from the sight of his youthful body 
clad only in those short, cut-off blue jeans! 

Damn it! My pussy is aching . . . still seething from last night! It feels 
like there's a firecracker ready to explode up inside of it! 

And my God! Look at that bulge in Larry's trousers! Oh, if only . . . if 
only . . . 

Larry walked out the door, careful not to slam it closed behind him but 
securing it with a thoughtful gentleness and the young wife was left alone 
with her lustful passions, a feverish fluttering in her stomach, a steaming 
desire heating her loins. Suddenly, she realized that Sergeant was licking 
at her knee - the warm moisture of his rough-skinned tongue on her smooth 
skin only serving to intensify her arousal! His limpid brown eyes were fixed 
as though enthralled upon the lovely features of her face, his eyes 
uncannily seeming to search into hers just as Larry's often did! The young 
wife leaned down to pat his: head affectionately, once again allowing her 
robe to fall open revealing the alabaster roundness of her firm young 
breasts. But it didn't matter now, she thought, for Larry had gone-and so 
there was no one to notice, except Sergeant, of course! 

Marge lovingly stroked-the animal's huge head, its soft furry felt like rich 
velvet against the palm of her small young hand. God, if only this dog were 
human! What a lover he would make! The young wife heard the brute whimper in 
response to her gentle touch and she laughed out loud. "Yes, you big 
beautiful beast! I'm just as fond of you as you are of me!" 

"Come on, Sarge. Let's get you something to eat," she proclaimed, jumping up 
from her chair, clearing away the dirty dishes from the table and then going 
to the refrigerator to find some leftovers for her handsome German shepherd. 
' 

Sergeant listened to the softly cooing sounds of her female human voice and 
basked in the pleasure of the soothing strokes of her hand brushing over his 
head. The taste of her warm female sweetness invaded his tongue as it laved 
against her and the succulent taste excited him, a new and delicate relish 
he had never known before. Dh, he had occasionally tasted and wafted in the 
aromatic femaleness of the one his master called "mother", but she had 
always seemed so cold, so aloof, so uncompromising. But this one the young 
beast-knew this human female was vastly different from that other. This one 
with the long, reddish-brown hair sweeping so seductively down her 
back-,_this one triggered a strange throbbing in the depths of his heavy 
loins that confused him. Her lyrical tones when speaking so softly to him 
suggested love and kindness, but more than that, when he was close to her, 
when his tongue was laving so contentedly at her soft smooth skin, he could 
detect a distinct and exciting female aroma! His keen nostrils perked with 
that racy fragrance, that heady scent which inspired very powerful responses 
within his instinctive animal body!" As the woman was preparing his food, 
the handsome young, dog pressed his dampened nose upward toward the source 
of her warmly perfumed femaleness, along the smooth, cream-white flesh of 
her voluptuous thighs up under that robe, upwards, sniffing greedily. He was 
inching closer and closer when suddenly he felt her body stiffen and then 
the warmth of her female hands were clasping around his enormous head and 
drawing it out of the fragrantly appealing warmth up between her thighs as 
she knelt down to face him. 

"Listen, young fellow, I've had about all the frustration I can take for one 
day! You'll just have to learn to behave yourself!" she laughed, turning 
around to grasp his food bowl and place it on the floor. "Now then, eat up, 
young fellow. And then we'll go lie out in the sun for a while, until Larry 
gets back, ok?" 

Marge Pierson paddled out to her back yard, followed obediently by her 
brother-in-law's handsome and powerfully built young German shepherd. She 
had washed the dishes, cleaned, up the house and then had attempted to read 
a new magazine that had just come in the mail yesterday. But a sudden 
feeling of tired listlessness had come over her, no doubt due, she thought, 
to the long hours she had lain awake in her bed the previous frustrating 
night. I know what I'll do! Larry won't be back for a while yet - I'll go 
out back and sunbathe in the nude for a little while! I haven't done that in 
a long time! 

The voluptuous young wife retrieved a terry-cloth towel from the linen 
closet and strolled out naked to the back yard, followed closely by 
Sergeant, and spread the towel out on the soft cool grass. "Now, lie down 
there like a good boy," she commanded and Sergeant obeyed, stretching out 
his bulky form on the grass beside the aromatic young female's voluptuously 
curved form. And then she stretched out beside him . . . and before long he 
could hear the regular breathing which he recognized as indicating sleep in 
a human person. 

But Sergeant didn't sleep. His eyes alert, his keen sense of smell working 
overtime, he lay besides the voluptuous naked female drinking in the warmly 
wafting scent of her. A, powerful pressure began to build in his animal 
loins as he body turned and writhed in sleep, as small whimpering sounds 
escaped from her throat. And then that distinctive female aroma began to 
invade his nostrils, that aroma he had caught earlier in the kitchen. . . 

The young naked wife awoke with a start. Looking down, she saw the massive 
dog's long nose nestled up between her wantonly spread thighs, sniffing 
voraciously, his tongue snaking out to warmly lathe at her naked flesh! A 
fevered delight surged through her nakedly aroused young body as she felt 
the erotic delight of his fiery tongue and she raised her head higher to 
look down between her huge breasts and watch him licking forbiddingly upward 
over the small round bulge of her girlish belly! Higher and higher he came 
until his firebrand length was licking the smooth sensitive undersides of 
her tremulously quivering breasts, creeping ever upward over their rounded 
fullness to their passion-hardening little cherry hued nipples! 

"Oh, Sergeant!" she moaned, "What are you doing?" She knew that she ought to 
stop him. She knew that she could order him away, and that he would 
certainly leave her alone if she wanted him to. But - did she want him to go 
away, to stop his feverishly exciting tongue lashing? "Her unguarded 
nakedness was a temptation to him, she suddenly realized - and his hotly 
licking tongue was a temptation to her, too! It was pure and perverted 
bestiality to allow him to lick her like that . . . but the moisture already 
seeping warmly down between her legs only indicated the true depths of her 
own frustration! Oh, what am I doing? Am I losing my mind! But ... damn it 
... I need to cum . . . after last night . . . and this morning . . . God, 
how I need to cum! 

"Oh Sergeant," the frustrated young wife moaned again this time without a 
trace of shame to the dog's fervent tonguing of her erogenous breast tips 
again and again, each electrifying contact sending fresh electric spasms of 
heatedly aroused lust convulsing through her nakedly excited young body! 

Suddenly, the young wife's mind was overwhelmed, by the feverishly aroused 
passions inspired by the dog's warmly licking tongue. Nothing in the world 
seemed to exist for her but the captivating passions his arduously licking 
animal tongue stimulated deep inside her wretchedly burning body. She could 
hear him whimper from deep in his throat, an almost growling whimper and her 
impassioned, disbelieving gaze fastened on his long pink animal-cock as it 
brushed with a lust-moistened heat over the full, firm mounds of her 
anxiously quivering breasts. 

"Oh God! It's been so long! So long since I've cum like a wild, abandoned 
female! Just once . . . just once... oh, it may be wrong . . . but it feels 
soooo good . . . so very, very good! And no one need ever know! Sarge can't 
tell and I won't!" 

Suddenly, the dog's great dark eyes moved up to meet hers with that same 
penetrating stare she had seen once before that morning. She could 
distinctly read his lust-incited ardor in those great limpid pools and she 
was sure he could likewise read hers! She waited, without a sound, without a 
murmur, breathing with unceasing intensity through her slightly parted lips 
and she watched mesmerized as' he eased his hulking body forward . . . and 
then he licked her mouth! 

As Sergeant tasted the womanly sweetness of her delicate lips, as his 
rough-skinned tongue brushed against her suddenly up thrust one, his boiling 
animal blood rushed fiercely through his strong animal body and with his own 
tongue;, he excitedly brushed the tiny pink flesh now darting welcomingly 
out from between her full ruby lips! Faint mewling sounds purred from her 
throat as he licked the wet womanly sweetness of her smooth pink tongue and 
he saw that her eyes had closed as she lay there contentedly whimpering. And 
he realized; too, that she was actually emotionally returning caress for 
caress and he knew that now he need not waste another precious moment. 

The dog's intense lingual kisses stopped abruptly. Marge opened her eyes to 
discover the reason for his sudden abandonment of her voraciously hungry 
mouth. Her breathing, ragged and panting already, quickened as she saw him 
position his powerful body between her lushly parted legs, and she 
instinctively knew what he wanted to do next. So she willingly and 
welcomingly spread her naked thighs still further apart! Lifting her head, 
her fevered brain spinning like a whirlpool, the nakedly trembling young 
wife watched him poise his beautiful head above the soft, fluffy curls up 
between her quivering young thighs! Through a lust-clouded haze she heard 
her own whimpering whine as he slowly, tantalizingly lowered his brute 
animal head to her, his hot panting breath curling her sparse pubic fluff 
that so temptingly lined her thin, wet pussy slit... Then, his cool damp 
nose brushed against the flame-seared flesh of her inner thighs in between 
the madly pulsing lips of her desire-drenched cuntal crevice! She heard- him 
whimper again as he sniffed at the erotically flowing juices there, and she 
waited in nearly frantic expectation, her legs instinctively opening wider 
still to welcome the invading beast. 

God! He's actually going to lick me there! Oh, I can't wait! Yes, he's going 
to lick my cunt like the big beautiful lover he is - and I want him to lick 
me, so desperately! 

The young wife couldn't hold back the sudden choking gasp when she felt his 
cool, damp nose move lower between her thighs and brush wetly down against 
the tiny puckered ring of her nakedly exposed anus! "Oh, Sergeant! Oh, my 
handsome lover," she cried at the moment his hot, wet tongue spurted out 
between her wide-spread buttocks, to worm its way tantalizingly up and down 
the smooth, goose-bumped furrow surrounding her snug little anal opening, 
the tip of the hotly scorching firebrand suddenly burrowing up into the 
tightly clasped circle there. 

"Ummmmmm! Oh, lover," the feverishly aroused young wife groaned, the hotly 
swirling passions of unrestrained lust surging through her boiling blood so 
that she lost track of a11 time, of all sensations except the scorching 
blaze burning up from between her wantonly spread legs. Nothing mattered now 
except the madly provocative tonguing of this lust-impassioned animal! Yes, 
yes, she cried to herself as she felt the unmistakable movements of his 
fire-filled tongue bringing him to the hotly burning little mouth hidden 
beneath her wildly pulsing cuntal lips, and her loins trembling with a new 
exploding surge of blind lust. The young wife shivered delectably as he 
slowly, teasingly drew his hotly inspiring tongue upward over the full 
length of her vaginal furrow to the hotly tremoring little bud of her 
clitoris. God, he knows just what to do! Oh, what a beautiful animal lover! 

Again, he did it! But this time his flame-licking tongue didn't stop at the 
erotic entranceway to her cunt! This time his lasciviously invading tongue 
curled far up into the clasping hotness of her desire-inflamed vaginal 
mouth! "Ooooooooooh," the young wife "whined, spasmed with the sublime 
ecstasy of the dog's salaciously licking tongue, her passion-clouded eyes 
feasting lustfully on the obscene spectacle that they made together in the 
warm morning sun! 

God, I'm going to cum soon! I just know I am! The erotically aroused young 
wife felt like she could cum not once but a hundred times! She moaned 
wildly, spread out so wantonly beneath the furiously .licking animal and 
moaned again and again from the "electrifying sensations his long thick 
dog-tongue was sending through her smoldering nakedness. Her gasping groans 
intensified, her lust-fired brain slipped deeper and deeper into the 
abandoned lascivious passion she had so luridly welcomed! Again and again 
Sergeant's scorching, flame-licking tongue bathed eagerly over her upraised 
cunt, from the snugly puckered ring of her nakedly vulnerable anus upward 
through the glistening pink folds of her wantonly widespread pussy. At the 
very pinnacle of the hair-lined furrow it hesitated, insinuating its fiery 
way into the warm liquid flesh to flick skillfully and erotically at the 
palpitating tit of her tiny clitoris, fanning the growing flames of 
uncontrollable desire inside her spasming belly like a blast furnace! 

Marge, in her erotic stupor, had no conception of passing time, no idea how 
long this immoral but sexually stupefying tongue lashing went on . . . she 
only knew that it did and that she wanted it never to stop - never! 

The desire-inflaming animal tongue licked and flicked wildly through and 
over her madly pulsing cuntal flesh until the helplessly aroused young woman 
whimpered and squirmed about like a spear-impaled python on the soft terry 
towel beneath. 

"Ooooooooh! Aaaauuuuugggh! Sergeant! Oh my big . . . beautiful . . . beast! 
God, don't stop. . . don't ever stop. . . oh, I love it!" the mercilessly 
excited young wife wailed hoarsely as the massive German shepherd lunged his 
thick, saliva-drenched lingual member yet again deep into the clasping hot 
passage of her openly spread pussy flesh. Begging him, urging him on, the 
insanely aroused Marge drew her knees back to touch her erotically tingling 
breasts in eager encouragement so that the entire naked plane of her cuntal 
flesh was splayed wide and glistening to his sensuously, lashing firebrand 
tongue. Vaguely she heard the animal's whines blending with hers while he 
continued to devotedly lick and tongue-fuck the fluid, passion-pulsing heat 
between her salaciously spread thighs and buttocks! , "Aaaaaauuuuuugggh! Oh, 
yes! Love me, Sarge! Lick me! Love me . . . lick me . . . yeeeeeeeeeees ! 
And he did! 

Chapter Two 

Larry sat behind the wheel of his VW bus, carefully guiding the unwieldy 
machine along the torturously curved coast highway that led from the center 
of town to the tight cluster of small houses sitting out on a green headland 
where his brother and sister-in-law lived. One of his powerful young arms 
rested in the open window ledge, soaking up the warm noon-day sun and the 
cool ocean breezes bathed his handsome young face. He was glad to be in 
California, glad to be away from the sticky, close humidity so common on the 
east coast, glad to be away from home by himself for the first time in his 
young life. Next fall he would go to college in upstate New York, but this 
summer was his time to play, to relax and really enjoy himself but before 
entering' the rigors of studying at the university. 

The eighteen year old boy found it difficult to keep his mind on his 
driving. Like an errant schoolboy, it kept wandering restlessly back to the 
voluptuously appealing figure of his beautiful young sister-in-law. My God 
how she turns me on! Those breasts, those enormously beautiful breasts 
hanging out of her robe this morning! How much would I like to get my hands 
on those naked tits! Already his virile young cock began to ache painfully 
beneath his cut-off blue jeans just at the mere thought of her voluptuously 
formed tits! And those lovely pink nipples, too! And he had gotten the vague 
impression this morning that something was wrong between her and that lout 
of an older brother of his ... maybe he wasn't man enough for her! Maybe he 
didn't get hot enough to fuck her like she should be fucked! Still, he 
couldn't visualize any man in his right mind failing to become aroused by 
the sight of those lovely white breasts! And imagine getting down between 
those lusciously curved thighs of hers! Imagine teasing at the naked slit of 
her pink little pussy with his hungry tongue! 

Damn it! I'm getting another hard-on just thinking about it! 

Visions of nakedly excited women reeled through his mind and every one of 
them had the beautiful, flawless face of his enticingly alluring 
sister-in-law! He remembered the stag film he had seen only a few nights 
before leaving home, as he and several drinking buddies sat in his garage 
drinking beer and smoking cigarettes as the erotically exciting picture 
danced before their eyes. He could see it all now . . . the camera had 
zoomed back to focus on the lower part of the woman's face . . . she had 
raised her head and her long blonde hair tumbled in wild disorder over her 
lust-clouded eyes! Yes, she held the man's elongated, blood-pressured cock 
almost tenderly in long, slender hands and was rubbing the sticky underside 
of the blunt head in a gentle, teasing circle around her lust-parted lips! 
Oh, Marge! If only you would do that to me! If only you would suck my cock 
up into your lovely mouth! And then, in the film, the blonde's tongue snaked 
out hungrily from between her white teeth, licking erotically at the tiny 
pulsing glands - tip like a sensuous snake! 

The young boy remembered how excited he had become when he saw the 
pearl-like droplets of pre-ejaculate fluid ooze into the girl's mouth and he 
felt the cords of his own neck stand out as she ovaled her lips and worked 
furiously to suck at the cock now sunk half-way up inside her mouth. 

Larry cried aloud. Damn it! Oh I wish that Marge could . . . that she would 
. . . oh, what my cock would feel like sucked between her luscious lips! 

The inflated length of his cock now throbbed painfully, a swollen bulge 
beneath his trousers that thumped like a caged animal. His hand dropped down 
to it as he vividly recalled those images on the screen, how the girl's 
panting lips had finally lost the wetly dripping member. And then that 
elongated, madly throbbing organ had slithered wetly back between the 
voluptuously rising mounds of her alabaster breasts, over her soft, 
unresisting belly, trailing a slow, teasing path, probing, prodding down in 
the sparse grove of her blond curling pussy hair. How that camera had 
relentlessly followed the tantalizing path of the man's lust-bloated prick 
as it traveled over the softly rounded curves of her nakedly waiting body 
almost as if it possessed a life of its own! 

Ugh!" the boy moaned as the mental images of those erotic moments shivered 
through his mind. The stiff rod had wavered over the woman's breasts, then 
paused to caress each pointed mound in turn, the mouth of its tiny oozing 
glands planting wet kisses on her quivering, distended nipples. It circled 
then, just as he wished his own throbbing instrument would circle, over the 
slightly rounded swell of her belly . . . Marge's belly . . . and then it 
stopped briefly in the puckered shell of her erotically enticing navel! The 
blood-filled head throbbed hotly, a deep, glowing crimson, ready to spill 
its hotly steaming juices into the soft whiteness of her belly! 

Oh my God, Marge! I can't stand it! You're driving me absolutely wild! If I 
can't have you . . . and perhaps I never will . . . The air seemed to catch 
Larry's lungs as he recalled how the man's hand had suddenly come into the 
picture to retrieve his wildly pulsating cock and how he then guided it 
through the softly curling forest of blonde pubic hair until the head was 
nuzzled teasingly in the soft, pinkly glistening folds of the woman's cunt. 
The throbbing beneath his own short trousers began to become unbearable as 
Larry's hand stroked back and forth over its bulging hardness to alleviate 
the excruciatingly throbbing pain! The face of the woman in the film became 
Marge's lovely face as she soon began to grind her hips with lusting rage 
against the man's rhythmically fucking hardness, both of them moaning and 
wailing and sobbing with rapturous delight, with overpowering spasms of 
ecstatic pleasure. 

Larry suddenly found himself easing the battered old VW bus into the 
driveway of his brother's house. Droplets of glistening sweat decorated his 
forehead and upper lips as he sat for a long moment, trembling violently, 
his hand still stroking the swollen madly pulsing cock stub locked beneath 
his cut-off shorts. His breathing came in ragged spurts and his eyes were 
glazed with unfulfilled lust as he desperately tried to get hold of himself, 
to calm himself down enough to be able to walk into the house and to face 
the unsuspecting person of his lovely sister-in-law! 

Finally, the pain in his groin began to slowly subside and the fevered boy 
dropped his head down onto the steering wheel of the bus. He stayed like 
that, still panting, for several long moments before his ears picked up a 
peculiar sound coming from the back yard. . . . 

Her ragged, moaning soft sounds spilling into his alert ears. Sergeant 
reveled in the exotic odor and taste of this young woman's feminine passion, 
the keen pungent spice filling his loins with a heavy pressure that 
threatened to burst from his cum-laden balls. No female woman he had ever 
encountered offered the sublime pleasure that this one offered so willingly, 
so provocatively! Her voice was gentle and loving, her touch tender and 
warm, and her smooth, flawless face seemed to glow when she looked at him. 
He could sense her affection through the soft curves of her entire body and 
he basked in its warmth. And the sensuously succulent smell emanating from 
between her willingly spread thighs! The yielding pink flesh with its hotly 
flowing moisture assured him of her affection and, as he excitedly licked 
and laved at her curl-fringed softness, he whined at the equally passionate 
pressure in his own animal loins. 

Suddenly, Marge felt the great brute cease his deliriously pleasurable 
tongue-lashings. Startled, fearful that he, too would leave her frustrated 
on the verge of orgasm, the young wife raised her elbows, her up thrust legs 
slowly coming down, her naked breasts quivering tremulously. "Hey, big boy . 
. . what's wrong? What's the matter, Sergeant? Don't stop now. . . 'you 
can't leave me like this, lover!" 

But Sergeant didn't seem to understand her desperate pleading. Instead, he 
simply backed slowly away from her and it was then that she saw it: his 
cock! His scarlet animal cock unsheathed! Marge gaped incredulously at the 
sight of his long, glistening animal hardness emerging wetly from its 
fur-covered sheath, wet and thick and scarlet, the tapered point dripping 
and swaying as it slipped provocatively from its protective sheath in an 
ever-growing length of thickening red hardness! Oh my God, It looks . . . 
nearly as big as Tony's! I can't believe it! Marge began to moan with a 
throaty passion, her lust-aroused brain locking onto the great animal's 
hugely emerging cock . . . what else could he want to do with it . . . 
except . . . fuck her! 

Of course! I've gotten him just as hot as he's gotten me! The poor animal 
needs to satisfy his desires just as mush as I need to satisfy mine! Oh, but 
can I . . . it's so wicked . . . can I allow him to. . . 

"Take it easy, Sergeant," she murmured compassionately. "I know what you 
want to do . . . but. . . I don't know. . . "But her actions spoke louder 
than her words. With a rolling movement of her naked body, she leaned over 
to grasp one of the lounge cushions and then, lifting her naked buttocks, 
she placed it beneath them so that her naked loins were raised high in the 
air. "Tell you what, darling brute. Lick me some more . . . lick me till I 
cum! Please, oh please, Sergeant, lick me like you did before!" 

The young wife's sensuously aroused body was feverishly burning with desire 
and she wanted him to lick her, wanted his tongue warmly slithering into her 
passion drenched cunt, no matter how wicked and sinful the act might appear 
to be, no matter how wicked and sinful she had always, heretofore, thought 
it! 

She raised her legs now, drawing the smoothly tapered thighs back once again 
until her knees rested against her erotically quivering nipples and lewdly 
spread her legs to see her handsome animal lover waiting up between them. 
She saw too, his enormously glistening cock-protruding stiffly out from his 
hair-covered testicles like a threatening weapon! 

"Come on, lover! Lick my cunt! Lick it like a good boy! Just like you did 
before," she begged reaching down around the naked buttocks with both hands 
to lewdly spread her pinkly throbbing pussy flesh wide before his eyes. 
"Please, darling, lick it good! Lick me till I cum!" 

It wasn't that he didn't want to. It was just . . . well, somehow, something 
was wrong. Something was not in its proper place. Still, she was begging him 
to go ahead . . . and he _eased forward. It wasn't until he was up between 
her voluptuously upraised thighs that his keen instincts moved him. Sergeant 
buried his cool damp nose against her side, nudging her urging her to move. 
If only she would do as he urged he was sure everything would be fine for 
both of them. 

My God! He wants me . . . to turn over! He wants to fuck me from behind! 
Damn it . . . I can't do it . . . but I've got to! I've just got to! I'll 
explode if I don't cum soon! 

Marge was desperate, the fiery boiling desire in her blood overwhelming her 
reason and better judgment. Nothing mattered now except the sexual 
gratification of her exquisitely aroused passions. Nothing existed in the 
entire world except the hotly flowing blood in her veins, carrying the heat 
of her impassioned desire to every cell of her insanely aroused young body. 
Yes, she would turn over! Yes, she would allow him to crawl on her, to fuck 
into her wetly seething cunt from the back like he would another female 
animal of his kind! Yes! Yes! Yes! Anything to quench this raging fire up 
between her legs! 

Marge turned over, her lusciously naked belly pressed now into the lounge 
pillow, her breasts dangling in front like thinly swaying grapefruits, her 
legs lewdly and wantonly spreading wide behind her in lewd invitation to the 
lust-driven dog-lover who inched around behind her, his cool wet nose 
pressing against the smoothly tanned curves of her voluptuously upraised 
ass-cheeks! 

The young dog moved forward, mounting her wantonly offered young buttocks, 
wrapping his strong forepaws around her seductively swaying hips, feeling 
the hot wetness of her openly spread cunt as his excited length of dog-flesh 
brushed against and then teasingly danced around in its soft liquid heat, 
searching for the sublime ecstasy of the tiny opening! 

Marge was desperate, panting and painfully excited. She reached down behind 
her to guide with gently caressing fingers the enormously elongated animal 
penis and with its heavily pulsating tip she parted the soft fleece of her 
pubic hair, pressing its warmly pulsating head to the flowing entrance of 
her cunt. 

Instinctively, as the powerful German shepherd felt the moist nibbling at 
the tip of his hotly quivering animal hardness, he did what nature 
instinctively told him to do. With a powerful forward lunge, he fucked deep 
up into her! With no human gentleness or consideration the enormous dog sunk 
his long throbbing length of blood-pressured animal-cock into the willingly 
upturned channel of the young woman's welcoming cunt! With all his might he 
had plunged, to bury all of his turgidly pulsing length deep inside her 
hotly clasping womb and to feel his sperm-laden testicles flapping madly 
down against the softness of her pubic hair. 

"Arrrruuugh!" Marge moaned as the rapid-fire rhythm of his fucking seemed to 
fill her entire belly. A dozen or more fast-pounding thrusts burrowed their 
way deep up inside the passion-dilated wetness of her cunt before she fully 
came to grips with the first mind-wrenching fuck. Like the powerful animal 
that he was, Sergeant's searing dog-cock fucked deep into the dark hidden 
depths of her passion-flared vaginal walls time and time again! She gasped 
and cringed beneath him, her mind a tossing inferno of sensual desire, the 
very soul of her seething womanhood aflame with the furious desire of her 
own rampant lust! 

Incredible delights of madly passionate ecstasy filled her lewdly kneeling 
nakedness and the frenetic young wife could do no more than groan and moan 
in mindless rapture, squirming shamelessly around beneath the big beautiful 
beast as she nakedly offered the whole of her glistening cunt up to him to 
fuck as long and hard as he liked! She strained to turn her head, to watch 
the brutally fucking beast as the scarlet rod of elongated animal-flesh 
slithered in and out of her sizzling vagina with breathtaking charges, 
fucking its way all the way up to the furry hilt in her cock-ravished cuntal 
passage, his heavy, cum-filled balls slapping salaciously down against her 
nakedly quivering little clitoris below. 

"Aaaaauuuggh!" she wailed again and again, her crying sounds mingling with 
his animalistic whimpers and semi-growls. Her brain reeled and her body 
seemed lifted to the highest plane of sexual pleasure as the glistening 
length of his pinkly tapered hardness fucked time and time again up into her 
wetly welcoming vaginal walls and she strained desperately to pull her 
thighs still wider apart for his buttock-lashing thrusts. Grinding her hips 
back against his powerful driving strokes with an obscenely ecstatic 
abandon! 

"Oooowwwwoooh! I love it! Yeeeees! Aaaaauuuugh! Fuck me . . . harder. . . 
faster . . . harder, you brute! Ooooaaauuwwwgh!" 

Larry Pierson slowly raised his head from the steering wheel of his VW bus 
parked in his brother's driveway. He had heard, instinctively, some very 
strange sounds. At first, through the blood pounding in his own head, he 
couldn't determine just what those sounds were or where they were coming 
from. In fact he wasn't even sure he had heard anything at all! Cocking his 
head to one side, he listened carefully, attentively, but for a long while 
he didn't hear a single sound. 

And then he did! "aaaauuugh!" That's Marge! My God, that's Marge wailing 
like that! 

And then, once that sound died into the soft stillness of the mid-afternoon, 
he heard still stranger, more perplexing sounds. Sergeant? Is that my dog 
Sarge? Why, it sounds like . . . like he's hurt! Or . . . something! 

The youth slowly slid out of his bus, closing the door gently so as not to 
make any noise, and slowly crept on tiptoes in the direction of those 
strange yet provocative sounds. They seemed to be coming from the back yard. 
They also seemed to sound like . . . no that would be impossible. Marge 
would never in a million years take a lover when her husband was away! 
Especially not with her brother-in-law staying right here in the house with 
her! No, it couldn't possibly be that . . . and yet . . . 

The eighteen year-old boy came to the gate in the stockade fence which 
surrounded the back yard and that was when he heard the second 
lust-impassioned cry. "Oooowwwwoooh! I love it! Yeeees! Aaaauuugh! Fuck me . 
. . harder . . . faster . . . harder, you beautiful brute! 

Ooooaaaauuuwwwugh!" Leaning up against the gate to support his sagging 
knees, Larry pressed one ear to the fence, his mind spinning madly, the 
blood in his body seemed to burn a fiery path to his groin. Then he 
carefully inched the gate open just enough so that he could see what was 
happening . . . 

The boy's jaw dropped. His cock lurched madly once again beneath his cut-off 
shorts. His fists clenched and unclenched and pearls of sweat broke out once 
again on his forehead and upper lip. There in the backyard, nakedly bent 
over a huge pillow before his disbelieving eyes, Marge Pierson, his own 
sister-in-law, was burning with an enveloping flame of sensuously aroused 
passion that seemed like it threatened to burn her alive! Base and 
provocative lust saturated her nakedly glistening body as she sensuously 
pumped her hips with ecstatic abandon back against his own dog's 
ever-thickening cock as it fucked deeper and deeper up into her raging hot 
vaginal furnace! Furiously, Sergeant battered and pounded against her 
nakedly rocking buttocks, thudding resoundingly against her naked flesh, his 
glistening red animal-cock a relentless rod of pleasure-giving joy sinking 
to its full hardened length into the hotly fluid depths of her wildly 
clasping cunt! 

Shameless, whimpering moans poured from her open mouth as the lust-provoked 
young wife rotated her hungrily working hips and buttocks back to greet the 
dogs every in fuck, grinding the ravenous walls of her vagina hotly around 
the rigidly pistoning length of his thickly piercing animal penis! 

Larry leaned against the fencepost, gasping for breath. No! No! It's 
impossible! That's my own dog . . . and my own brother's wife! How can she . 
. . why would she . . . oh my God! Oh my God! The boy's first urge was to 
turn and run, and let his legs carry him fast and far away! For a moment he 
threw his trembling hands over his eyes, to blot out the wild sexual tableau 
he had inadvertently discovered. But it was no use. He couldn't cover his 
eyes and ears at the same time. The moaning, whimpering sounds of their 
exotic ecstasy invaded his ears like ears like thunderclaps, making his 
brain reel and spin in dizzy confusion. His cock, meanwhile, lurched wildly 
for release, triggered once again into painful arousal by the salacious 
sight of the nakedly fucking pair in the back yard. 

But Marge and Sergeant were totally oblivious to their spectator as their 
bodies continued to thrash and squirm and pound madly against one another. 
The young wife felt that unmistakable signal of sensual gratification . . . 
that undeniable beacon of erotic fulfillment swirling deep around in her 
loins. It rushed through her naked flesh like a swirling tornado, spiraling 
from the inner base of her sensuously quivering, belly up through the 
passion-swollen mounds of her breasts until at last it exploded into her 
lust-tormented brain. She moaned to the sensuous rhythm of her mounting 
climax, straining beneath her heavily panting animal-lover to turn her head, 
to watch every inch of his wet thick cock furiously fucking up into her 
curl-fringed cuntal lips. 

The young wife gasped with lust-crazed abandon as she watched the undiluted 
savage passion of the 'cunt-reaming, lust-driven piston as it disappeared 
again and again up into the hot moist folds of her cunt, pulling in and out 
of her with pile-driving strokes, his cum-filled balls slapping salaciously 
against the backs of her thighs each time, jiggling her passion-swollen 
breasts sensuously beneath her chest in time to their lewdly fucking tempo. 

Sergeant's animal brain overflowed with swirling passions as he heard the 
tender human female moan and whine beneath his savage thrusts. But when she 
thrust back at him, when she pounded her softly smooth buttocks back against 
his animal groin, when he felt warmly clinging soft walled cunt locking 
madly into his powerfully plunging dog-cock, then he knew the ultimate joy 
of erotic arousal! The wet heat of her human vagina was clenching greedily 
to his madly plundering rigidity, rapidly taking them both closer and closer 
to that brink of wildly delightful abandon, watched all the while by the 
mesmerized figure at the gate! 

"Oooooooh, yeeeees! God, what a lover! Ummmmmm," the young wife whined with 
glazed eyes by passion and a voice vibrating with lust. 

It was -only a few moments later that the ultimate climax of her orgasm 
struck with a mind-blinding intensity. The young wife moaned crazily, 
insanely, thrusting her wildly convulsing young loins up hard into his 
lust-consuming dog-cock in a maddened frenzy of sublime rapture and frenzied 
desperation. Sergeant responded as if to a verbal command, with a furious 
down stabbing thrust, his turgidly throbbing dog-cock beginning to jerk 
spasmodically deep up inside her rapaciously devouring womb as it spewed out 
its hotly scalding torrent of animal cum far up into her belly in long never 
-ending spurts whose searing heat felt as though it were scalding her entire 
naked insides! 

"Oooooaaaaauuuugh! She cried out into the stillness of the afternoon as 
Larry convulsively stroked his infuriatingly throbbing cock to ease the 
frustrated pain of the lust-swollen hardness. He couldn't believe his ears. 
. . couldn't believe his eyes. . . it was mad, wicked, perverted, immoral. . 
. it simply couldn't really be happening. . . he was asleep and this was a 
nightmare. . . that wasn't really his own sister-in-law, the one who had so 
incited his cock all morning long until it felt like it was ready to explode 
just from the mental image of her. . . and that wasI1't really his own 
German Shepherd fucking up into her like she was a bitch of his own kind... 
this was some wickedly implanted dream and he would wake up inside the house 
with his lovely sister-in-law soothing his fevered brow. . . 

But Larry couldn't deny the hysterical, throat-wrenching cries which flew 
from Marge's open moth again and again as her smooth, taut buttocks began to 
contract convulsively to the lewd animal eruption exploding deep inside her 
heatedly churning belly. The copper-haired young wife flailed her head from 
side to side as her feverishly absorbing belly ballooned out from his 
spewing loins until it nearly burst from the great, liquid pressure! Her 
mind reeled from the exciting combination of their human and animal 
secretions exploding hotly out together from her cock-stuffed cuntal lips 
and down now along the insides of her milk white thighs as her vaginal mouth 
greedily sucked the last droplets of the precious, fiery sperm from her 
animal lover's slowly deflating penis. 

The young wife's legs trembled and jerked spasmodically as she groaned 
softly while the softened head of his pleasure-giving penis slipped from her 
still ravenously clenching pussy-lips with a lewd, wet sucking sound. It was 
all over! At last! At long .last her greedy sexual desire had been 
satisfied. The sensual fulfillment which had eluded her for so long had at 
last been captured and she could sleep awhile in peace. Her aching, ravaged 
body fell forward, her limbs still trembling with the last tremors of her 
lust as her animal lover licked up the last warm, wet remnants of their 
mutual orgasm from the soft inner warmth of her thighs. 

Larry staggered backwards, unable to breathe, unable to think, gulping 
anxiously for air. Suddenly, he found himself by the front door. Once inside 
the air-conditioned coolness of the house, which slapped his fevered skin 
like a lightening, he gulped down a bottle of beer almost in one long 
swallow. His cock still jerked achingly, with no relief in sight. 

Chapter Three 

Tony Pierson stepped sleepily out of the taxi cab which had carried him from 
his office to the Los Angeles Airport. It had been almost an hour-long ride 
in the clogged city traffic and his nerves had been edgy enough to begin 
with. He had meant to read over some business reports along the way but 
found himself instead smoking cigarette after cigarette, fuming and fussing 
with the taxi driver, with the inching traffic, with the hot oppressiveness 
in the hot city air. Still overwrought from the misadventure with his wife 
the night before, the harried young executive paid the driver and stepped 
into the cool, air-conditioned lobby of the crowded airport. 

After checking in, he headed straight for the bar, even though it was barely 
lunch time. He needed a drink! And he had nearly twenty minutes before the 
flight would be ready to board. 

Setting his briefcase down beside him, Tony ordered a refreshing 
gin-and-tonic, which he proceeded to swallow down almost in one gulp. 

The bartender stood, lazily drying some glasses, paying no attention to the 
sole customer in his bar. Tony sat on the stool, his nerves somewhat calmed 
now, and lit yet another cigarette, knowing that he was heading not only to 
Denver but to lovely, curvaceous, voluptuously exciting Annie Miller! 

How in hell had he managed to totally fuck up his life like he had? And, 
what in hell was he now going to do about it? 

"Another gin-and-tonic," he ordered mournfully, pushing his empty glass 
forward on the bar. The distraught young husband was in the middle of his 
second drink and his third cigarette when a megaphone voice announced: 
"Flight 37 to Denver now boarding at Gate 35. All passengers will proceed on 
board at this time. Repeat: Fight 37 to Denver now boarding at Gate 35. All 
passengers will proceed on board at this time. Thank you." 

Hastily, the young husband swallowed down the remainder of his drink, 
grasped his briefcase in trembling hands, and ran down the long, crowded 
hallway towards Gate 35. The line there moved slowly on board, Tony mumbling 
to himself as he crept forward with the mass of people. Most were 
businessmen like himself, dressed in crisp summer suits, carrying bulky 
briefcases, wearing somber expressions. None ,of the light hearted chatter 
of vacationing tourists, none of the subliminal thrill of traveling to 
someplace new and different and therefore somehow exotic. Simply other 
worried businessmen like him self off to yet another convention of important 
business meetings with their colleagues. 

Tony slunk down into his seat, opened his briefcase, removed a wide sheath 
of papers, and pretended to be studying last quarter's sales figures when a 
sweet, feminine voice interrupted his raging, wildly spinning thoughts. 
"Would you care for a cocktail after we take off, sir?" 

Tony snapped his head around, took in at a glance the uniformed pertness of 
the smiling blonde stewardess, and nearly fainted. "Y yes, thanks. A... uh . 
. . a gin-and-tonic, thanks," he managed to stammer. 

Ah, Annie! Annie Miller was a stewardess! 

That was how he had met her! For the past year he had traveled to Denver, 
where she was based, on board this very flight at least once a month, 
sometimes more. And Annie had been the stewardess every time up until about 
a month ago, when the airline had changed her route. Oh God, what a pleasure 
it used to be to see her lovely, flawless, smiling face serving me a nice 
healthy drink! And that ass! The way she used to wag it so provocatively as 
she walked back and forth up and down those narrow airplane aisles! And her 
breasts, those voluptuous mounds, and the way they used to dance and swing 
as she moved so enticingly with that tray of drinks in her hand! The young 
husband vividly recalled her stocking thighs, so curvy and so supple looking 
under her short uniform skirt as she leaned over to hand him something, 
squeezing his hand seductively as she did so! Jesus Christ! If he didn't 
stop thinking about her he'd go crazy! Maybe . . . just maybe . . . wasn't 
really too late to rectify things . . . to tell her that he was a married 
man after all . . . 

"Sir? Your gin-and-tonic," that same sweetly solicitous voice interrupted 
the grey faced young husband yet again. This girl even looked like Annie, 
with her softly flowing blonde hair framing the chiseled features of her 
face, her voluptuously enticing breasts practically falling into his lap, 
those same shapely, stocking-clad thighs peeking' out from that 
provocatively short skirt! Damn it! Stop thinking like that! This girl is a 
perfect stranger! 

After the disappearance of the alluring young stewardess, the young 
husband's mind delved back to the night before with his lovely young wife. 
It had been his fault, he knew that. And yet, at the time, he couldn't help 
himself! He couldn't help anything he did lately his nerves had been so 
shattered and frayed! Not that he'd ever been any whirlwind in bed with his 
wife - who could be with the listless_ machine-like way she had_ always 
approached sex with him? But still, he could have done better and if he 
didn't want her to start becoming very suspicious indeed, he had better 
start doing better with her and damn soon! Besides, it was fairly criminal 
leaving a woman on the verge' the way he had done last night. . . she had 
only let him lick her cunt until she came once or twice before perhaps, as 
overwrought and excited as she was last night, she would have let him again 
so that at least she could have found some sexual satisfaction. But, at the 
time, Tony's mind was not on his wife's pleasure. It was on Annie Miller, 
and the mess he had made of her life as well as his own - not to mention 
Marge's! 

Annie's breathtaking, flawlessly beautiful face kept looming up before his 
fevered imagination even as he was making love to his own voluptuous wife! 
Oh, it had been horrible. . . terrible. . . sinful and wicked. And then that 
dream . . . Annie tumbling into the bedroom and' discovering him with his 
wife. . . and how guilty he had felt that his long-kept secret had been 
suddenly revealed to both women! He had awakened in the dark of the night, 
his wife breathing smoothly and regularly beside him, in a drenching sweat, 
fighting for breath, struggling against the soft sheets like a caged animal! 

Damn it, man! Get hold of yourself! You'll never solve anything this way! 
Pull yourself together! 

The distraught young husband once again forced his thoughts back to his 
lovely young wife. Poor Marge! Left alone with that silent, sulking brother 
of mine! Christ, I wish the kid had never come out here! I've got enough 
problems as it is between Annie, Marge and my work! And with that growling 
dog no less! Well, at least they'll keep her occupied, I guess, until I get 
back! 

And then the young husband fell into vivid, Technicolor memories of Annie's 
statuesque, voluptuousness warmly entwined with his own naked flesh morning 
after morning on his business trips to Denver. And a newly awakened feeling 
wracked his virile young frame, the feeling of impassioned lust and rampant 
desire coupled with a gnawing fear making his breath come in ragged spurts 
as he sat idly looking out the airplane window. 

"Lovely day, isn't it?" a masculine voice echoed beside him. Turning, Tony 
for the first time noticed the man sitting beside him, one dressed, like 
himself, in a dark business suit. Tony judged the man to be about fifty, 
with shocks of grey hair at his temples and sprinkles of it throughout his 
thick head of hair. He seemed tall, very thin, and there was a wiry 
moustache decorating his upper lip. 

"Yes, beautiful," Tony agreed somewhat absently. 

"Do you live in Denver?" the stranger asked politely. "Or are you going on 
business?" 

"Business," Tony answered curtly, not really being in the mood for prolonged 
conversation with a total stranger that particularly worrisome morning. 

. 

"Urn, yes, nice town to do . . . business . . . in . . . if you know what I 
mean," the fellow said slyly, winking with a lascivious twinkle in his eye. 

"Yes, I guess it is," Tony replied coolly, turning his head once again to 
look out of the window. 

"Indeed. And if you're interested . . . "the man whispered close to his ear, 
"I might be able to . . . help you find some very pleasurable business in 
Denver!" 

"Well . . . uh . . . thanks," Tony stammered, his hands trembling, his eyes 
darting around to avoid looking at the man, "But. . . uh...I" 

"Oh, I see!" the stranger interrupted. "You've already got some. . . sweet 
business! Well, that's fine, fine!" he concluded cheerfully. "I'm glad to 
hear it Very glad!" 

Tony reached for his nearly devoured gin-and-tonic, then swallowed down the 
remainder in one eager gulp. Damn it! What am I going to do about Annie? 
There's got to be a way. . . some way to straighten all this out without 
hurting anyone! 

Annie Miller stood by her full-length bathroom mirror, her satiny smooth 
skin still decorated with droplets of moisture from the shower she had just 
completed. A shiver of anticipated pleasure rippled through her voluptuously 
contoured body and she giggled, warm tingles of happiness flushed through 
her sensuously ripened body. It was a nice body, a fully rounded, 
classically sculpted one with large, rounded firm breasts capped by lovely 
pink-hued nipples, a slender waist flaring out to alluringly curved hips 
smoothly shaped buttocks. Her legs, too, were shapely and long, her best 
feature she had always thought. Teasing fingers went down to her blonde 
pubic triangle so enticingly displayed between her sensuously smooth thighs 
and she giggled once again, thinking of the hidden treasure behind that 
thinly growing little forest which so many men - and women! - had enjoyed! 

Yes, four years ago Annie would never have dreamed it possible that she 
could give all of her love to anyone man, let alone promise to marry one. 
And now... now. . . now all she wanted was to spend the rest of her days - 
and nights, - with Tony Pierson, who had started out in her life as a simply 
airline passenger like any other. 

In fact, Annie recalled, men were the single most important reason she had 
decided to become an airline stewardess! She had been raised in a poor but 
not thoroughly impoverished neighborhood in Philadelphia, not too far from 
the clang of the railroad tracks and likewise not too far from the stench of 
the docks. She recalled sitting at her desk in high school by the open 
window on the last day of school. The air was thick, hot and humid, causing 
her body to literally drip with damp perspiration, and the sounds of the 
clambering trains coupled with the fishy smell of the nearby warehouses made 
her want to simply jump up and run away, far away and as fast as she could! 

She had been raised by an elderly, sickly aunt and uncle, both of whom 
always adamantly advised her to go to college to become a school teacher. 
"After all," they used to say, "It's a good profession for a woman. 
Security. Summers off. And a nine-to-three day so that you can still marry 
and have a family!" But Annie had always been more ambitious than that, 
wanting not only money but freedom and mobility as well. And so, they very 
day after her high school graduation, the young girl had jumped onto the 
first train that would carry her to New York, the city of her dreams. 

She had sat on that train next to an enormously bulky old black woman who 
had offered her fried chicken and potatoes all the way up to New York! And 
then, in Pennsylvania Station in the big city, a handsome, fresh-faced young 
sailor had helped her lug her two giant suitcases on the bus and had even 
carried them into the seedy women's hotel where she had rented a room for 
that first thrilling month away from home. 

Except that the month had not turned out to be quite as thrilling as she had 
anticipated. Her first job had been as a receptionist for a fly-by-night 
travel agency and although she had worked for two whole weeks, she was never 
paid one single penny. One morning she arrived at the office only to find it 
barren of furniture and people and she remembered sinking down to the floor, 
wracked by volumes of tears. It was like a nightmare, a terrible nightmare. 
She was all alone in the city with no money in her pocket and no prospects 
whatsoever! She didn't know which way to turn nor did she have anyone to 
turn to and she had no idea what she would do next. She had then walked out 
onto the busy, crowded, hot and sticky street, bought herself a 20 cent 
hot-dog and then walked up to Central Park where she spent the day admiring 
the rich, well dressed people who rode their handsome horses along the 
equestrian trails there. One day, she vowed, one day I'll be that wealthy! 
One day I won't have to worry anymore! 

It was two weeks later when the disappointed young girl noticed an 
advertisement in the Sunday newspaper for the airline stewardesses! Yes, 
that's it! She had thought immediately. That's what I'll do! Imagine it! 
Freedom! Travel! God money! And men! Plenty of men who will buy me pretty 
things! She knew she had the physical qualifications, her tall, statuesque 
beauty always so admired by the opposite sex. There had been so many 
grubby-handed boys in high school who wanted nothing more than to get inside 
her panties with their long, thick cocks! And how many times, since she had 
been in New York, had men in bars and even on the streets tried to seduce 
her into their beds! She had never consented, of course. Not because she was 
a prude, but because she could never see any advantage in it for her. 

But an airline stewardess! That was different! Here was one occupation, at 
last, where she could meet respectable, well-heeled men who would buy her 
silk stockings and beautiful clothes and sweet-smelling perfume! And, as an 
added bonus, she could travel the world to her heart's content, something 
she had always dreamed about as a young girl studying far-away places in 
school and seeing exotic new cities and countries in those Technicolor 
Hollywood movies! Yes, she had decided that sultry Sunday in the narrow 
confines of her room at the dull women's hotel, I'll go to answer this 
advertisement first thing tomorrow morning! And I'll get a job if it's the 
last thing I ever do! 

Her ripe voluptuous beauty, of course, won her the job without the slightest 
demur from any of the people she had been interviewed by. And after a. 
six-weeks training course in Miami, she had been assigned first to a' New 
York/London route and then later to a New York/Rio de Janeiro route. .Ah, 
those were beautiful times, wonderful days and marvelous nights! In London 
she had met a smart young fashion designer who had given her two things: 
more clothes than she could ever possibly hope to wear and an introduction 
to the glorious joys of sex! He was always so kind, so patient, so 
understanding and he gave her more sensual and sexual pleasure than she had 
ever imagined possible. She soon became like an addict, needing a constant 
supply of the pleasure-giving sexual adventures that he had shown her how to 
find. 

And later, in Rio, she had encountered a soft-spoken, well-dressed gentleman 
who was a wealthy lawyer there, but who had the legendary Latin love of sex 
and promiscuity. He, too, had introduced her to an expanded and highly 
exciting world of sexual adventures and fantasies with his marvelously 
thick, long cock and those clever hands and tongue of his! Yes, Pedro had 
only served to increase her already gluttonous appetite for sex and all the 
sublimely rapturous pleasures that went with it and she would never forget 
his blood-pressured cock or his smoldering, heavy-lidded black eyes that 
used to stare at her with fires of lust and desire burning in them! 

Since those exciting days, there had been many men in many towns and more 
sexually exciting adventures than Annie could even remember! Airline pilots 
and businessmen and vacation travelers - and even other stewardesses! Her 
newly aroused hunger for pure physical pleasure knew no bounds, a sensual 
fire constantly growing and gnawing at her newly awakened young loins! It 
was another stewardess who had really showed her the supreme pleasure of 
loving another woman, a voluptuously curved beauty named Marianne with whom 
she had flown from New York to Denver, the latter city being where they were 
both now based. 

Annie thought it's a shame that I don't know where Marianne is now. She 
disappeared so suddenly . . . But Annie Miller recalled clearly, even now, 
two years later, the striking ebony beauty of her friend; Marianne's big 
dark eyes that had suddenly one day fallen on her, seeming to devour her, in 
a very peculiar way. She remembered going to her apartment one night, 
ostensibly to meet a couple of pilots and have a swinging evening, only to 
find herself all alone with the marvelously seductive young black woman... 

Marianne had stretched out her long, slender arm, curling her fingers 
provocatively. "Come along with me," she had said, guiding her fellow 
stewardess into her stark white bedroom the one with mirrors all over the 
walls and ceilings which only served to emphasize the sheer whiteness of it 
all. Marianne had kicked the door closed and then had drawn Annie close to 
her tremulous body with deceptively powerful arms. Annie had hardly dared to 
breathe as she drank in the exotic fragrance of her stunningly soft black 
friend. And then, the mellow singsong of her voice had come hotly into 
Annie's ears. "I'm going to show you a world you've never dreamed about 
before, honey." And then she smiled, a wickedly seductive smile that seemed 
to make her whole mahogany face glow. "I'm gonna make you cum like you've 
never cum before and pretty soon you'll be begging me for more. Do you 
understand what I'm saying, my white beauty?" 

"Y - Yes," Annie had managed to stammer as she felt the voluptuous young 
beauty slowly undressing her, sliding her dress zipper down slowly, drawing 
the stockings off her legs with a slow, sensuous movement. Finally, they 
were both stark naked, Marianne's arms enfolding her to the soft silky 
warmth of her own body. . . and then it had all started. 

God, what a night! It was one that Annie Miller would never forget, could 
never forget even if she wanted to! Marianne's tongue was expert and 
scintillating, thrilling her to previously unknown heights of ecstatic 
rapture that no man had ever provoked! That tongue so sensuously lashing 
between her widespread young creamy thighs and then when she, Annie, had 
licked the softly moist cuntal lips of the squirming young black girl! What 
erotically exciting lessons that young black girl had taught her that night! 
What screaming, crying heights of sublime rapture they had both reached! 
What utter and eager desire they had both known, drenching their nakedly 
thrashing bodies with a flooding deluge of rapturous ecstasy! Their affair 
had, of course, not ended with that one feverishly exciting night but had 
gone on-and on and on . . . 

Until, one day, inexplicably, Marianne had simply disappeared. Her apartment 
was empty, her clothes and make-up gone, her phone remained unanswered and 
she never showed up for work again. Had she run away with another woman? 
With a man? Had she simply decided, spontaneous and pleasure-seeking as she 
always was, to find another place and other people to satisfy her wanton, 
erotic desires? Annie never knew. But she reviled now with vivid clarity 
those almond-shaped, darkly brooding eyes, those exquisitely sensuous 
thighs, that dark alluring vaginal furrow drenched with the lust-summoned 
juices of her own rampant desire! Even now, as the memories her Marianne 
swept over her, Annie could feel a hot aching tingling between her 
voluptuous thighs and she knew that she would never ever forget the 
marvelous teachings of that seductively enticing young black woman. 

Of course, now she had Tony and she hungered for his moist, wet lips on her 
own, ached painfully for his turgidly throbbing cock fucking so gloriously 
into the soft-walled valley of her madly pulsing cunt. Tony had been the 
first person since Marianne who had been able to arouse her to those 
unparalleled heights of ecstatic rapture, the first person to send wild 
thrills through her wildly seething pussy and she craved the lusty appetite 
of his cunt-lashing tongue down there between her wantonly spread young 
thighs! Oh Tony! God, how I miss you when you're away! Love! Who would have 
thought it! Who would ever have imagined that sensuously alive young Annie 
Miller could ever be so extraordinarily pleased and fulfilled by one mere 
man? 

She recalled with small tears in her lovely blue eyes the first time she had 
seen him on the airplane as she was serving him morning coffee on the Los 
Angeles/Denver flight. He was now more handsome, no more appealing than the 
average businessman traveler to her that day. Well, perhaps a little better 
looking with his virile young body so tightly clothed in that dark suit and 
that uncanny twinkle in his large dark eyes. But she had seen so many like 
him before, so many other weary but wicked-thinking traveling businessmen 
who were either obsessed with their work or their wives or their little 
houses in suburbia - or all three! And yet, this one, Tony Pierson, had been 
just a little bit different . . . there was some indefinable quality that 
almost immediately intrigued her - as well as put her on her guard! 

He had, of course, asked her to go out to dinner with him in Denver. She 
wasn't going to accept until he mentioned the name of a very expensive and 
exclusive restaurant! Well, she reasoned, I can always fend him off 
afterwards if I'm not in the mood. A good dinner like that is not something 
a girl ought to pass up, after all! But there was no need to fend him off! 
All evening long he acted the perfect gentlemen, not trying to snake his 
hand up her stocking-encased thigh in the taxi as so many of them did, not 
so much as uttering one suggestive word or sly maneuver! Instead, he was a 
talkative, lively fellow who, surprisingly, had a lot of interesting things 
to say! Besides" he seemed so genuinely enthusiastic about everything that 
she soon found herself rapt and fascinated by his every word! Before Annie 
Miller had realized it that evening, her defenses were shattered and his 
charming charisma had completely overwhelmed her! 

It wasn't until they were back at her apartment, standing by the door she 
had opened with her key, that he gently folded her into 'his strong young 
arms and kissed her passionately on her ruby moist lips and that kiss had 
excited unknown depths of erotic desire in her tingling, moistly seeping 
young loins, as his eagerly probing tongue darted like a firebrand into her 
warmly welcoming mouth. Somehow they had managed to stumble inside, their 
aching mouths still locked together, and she wasn't sure how they reached 
her bedroom or how they had managed to strip off all of their clothes. She 
only knew that she wanted him, desperately, fiercely, and that if she didn't 
have him she would die. 

Oh, that was a glorious night! She would never forget the raging thickness 
of his massively turgid cock as it plundered into the secret womanly 
sanctuary between her warmly spread young thighs! Yes, and that long fiery 
tongue of his thrusting like licking flames into her scorching receptive 
mouth as his strong young hands kneaded the ripe luscious flesh of her fully 
rounded breasts, teasing and tweaking the rosy-toned nipples into throbbing 
distended erection! The next day she hardly remembered anything clearly; it 
was all a wild fire of lust in her mind. She couldn't remember anything 
except that they had loved madly and passionately, that they had fucked and 
sucked and cum until they were both absolutely exhausted; then they had 
slept till noon, awakened, and made more gloriously delirious love to each 
other! Yes, she loved' him! Loved his fire-filled tongue, loved his madly 
thrusting cock reaming without mercy into her hotly clenching, wildly 
sizzling vaginal vault! Her own lover, her own magnificent stallion who so 
joyfully filled her with carnal delight that at the end of it all she had 
thankfully cried in his arms with an uncontrollable rapture she had never 
dreamed possible with any man! 

And it had gone on and on like that, every time he had come to Denver from 
Los Angeles. Finally, she could stand it no longer - she had to have him all 
the time. So she begged him to let her move to Los Angeles, or whatever that 
strange town was where he lived, so that they could be together always and 
forever. Instead, the next time he was in Denver he brought her an 
engagement ring! And he had promised that they could get married as soon as 
he could arrange for a transfer to Denver! He was sure his company would 
grant his request any time now . . . it might only be a matter of days! 

Think of it! It may only be a matter of days before you'll be Annie Miller 
Pierson! Oh! 

Chapter Four 

Annie Miller, having admired her sensuously voluptuous figure in the 
bathroom mirror for quite a long time as the succulent memories of past 
adventures had spilled through her fevered mind, now wrapped a towel around 
her lushly naked young body, and strolled into the bedroom. Luckily I don't 
have to work until the end of the week! Oh, if only Tony would come! How I 
need him right now, need his thick, plunging cock up inside my steaming 
cunt! He said he would be coming early this week . . . maybe with his 
transfer in his hand! Oh, Tony! 

The alluring curvaceous young woman selected a powder blue brassiere and a 
pair of lacy bikini panties to match and slipped them on. Her ripe rounded 
breasts ached for the strong kneading caresses of Tony Pierson and seemed 
eager already to break out of their confinement. And those panties were damp 
with the lust-t-provoked juices of her rampant desire almost as soon as she 
slipped them up over her long, slender tapering legs! Oh, Tony! Please 
hurry! Please come soon! Then the lovely young woman slipped on a sheer, 
long flowing robe and went into the living room to mix herself a drink. That 
ought to calm me down a little! 

The lushly mature young woman slid down onto the soft cushions of the couch 
and picked up a magazine, one of those imitation-Playboy magazines for women 
which displayed the naked figures of stunningly virile young men in 
two-page, full color pictures in the centerfold. 

"Ohhh, this is no good! What I need is a real man, not simply a color 
picture of one! I need Tony, damn him! 

Relentlessly, the young blond went to fix herself another drink. It was 
going to be a long day, she could tell. It wasn't much past noon and already 
she could feel the hours weighing on her shoulders like a ton of bricks. She 
didn't want to go out for fear Tony would come and find her away... besides, 
she really had nothing to go out for anyway. After flipping absently through 
the magazine, the young fianc of Tony Pierson turned on the television, 
switching the channels until she at last found something which didn't seem 
to depressing. It was a game show, one of those silly programs where people 
unexpectedly win enormously valuable prizes and run screaming from the 
stage, but the young woman wasn't paying strict attention to it anyway. 
After that was over, a melodramatic movie came on; but Annie couldn't bear 
to watch it past the first five minutes because it reminded her too much of 
Tony. 

It was just then that she heard a key nervously fumbling into the lock of 
her apartment door. Tony! Tony, you've come at last! The excited young 
stewardess jumped up from the couch, nearly spilling her drink in the 
process, flipped off the television and raced to open the door in warmly 
welcoming greeting to her beloved fianc! She threw open the door and 
crashed immediately into his arms, nearly knocking him over, and then they 
fell back into the room locked in each other's arms. 

Christ! How am I going to tell her? What am I going to say? I just can't go 
on letting her think we're going to be married any day now! I've got to tell 
her . . . now . . . today. . . I'll just get a drink to fortify myself . . . 
and then I'll tell her that I'm a god damned married man! 

But as she stepped back, holding him at arm's length to lovingly study his 
handsome features, Tony Pierson felt all of his strong resolve and good 
intentions dissolve rapidly into one torch-like flame of incredible desire 
for this voluptuously enticing, nearly naked young woman who stood before 
him in all her breath-taking beauty. The splendor of her fleshy young thighs 
so alluringly displayed beneath that sheer, peek-a-boo robe of hers! And the 
carnally appealing curve of her ripe rounded breasts only barely concealed 
beneath that lovely lacy brassiere! And her face, her sumptuously beautiful, 
flawless young face inching towards him, her full lips lushly parted in 
passionate anticipation, that lewdly provocative twinkle lighting her bright 
azure eyes as her face drew closer and closer and closer. . . 

Suddenly, her hotly flicking tongue was darting into his mouth and her hands 
were teasing maddening little circles around his ears as she pressed her 
voluptuously warm body close to his, drawing him to her, pressing her 
moistly kissing mouth harder and harder against his own! Oh Annie! How can 
you always do this to me! Why can't I resist you! Why do you always entice 
me beyond the point where I can't control myself! 

At last, Annie pulled her hungry mouth from his and stood radiantly before 
him, her breasts dancing lewdly on her heaving chest. "Oh darling! I'm so 
glad to see you! I'm so glad you've come back! Oh, I do need you so, my 
darling Tony!" 

 But Tony didn't respond right away. Dizzy, confusing thoughts still swirled 
through his mind like a whirlpool. He couldn't speak, he couldn't think, he 
couldn't move. The intoxicating warmth of her nearly naked body invaded his 
mind and made dust of the best of his intentions and the exotic - taste of 
her sensuousness still clung to his eager lips. Her tiny, love-filled tongue 
darting with such greedy hunger into his mouth had melted his firm resolve 
to reveal everything to her and now he could only stare with rapt desire at 
the alluringly displayed hills and valleys of her sumptuously enticing body 
so wickedly tempting beneath that sheer flowing robe. How he wanted to rip 
it off her! How he so desperately wanted to tear the confining clothing from 
her ample breasts and sizzling loins, to touch the smooth softness of her 
supple warm skin, to taste the rosy fragrance of those luscious little 
nipples in his mouth! 

"Let's not talk, lover. Let's turn each other on and love each other right! 
Let's just make mad and passionate and glorious love, you with your big, 
beautiful cock and me with my wildly willing cunt! Come on, lover!" she 
urged, stretching out on the couch, raising one knee provocatively in the 
air to reveal - the panty covered territory of her sweet womanly love-nest! 
With wanton abandon the lovely young stewardess slipped out of her robe and 
stretched out her arms in toying welcome to the man who promised - to marry 
her! 

Tony couldn't resist. No man could. He slipped onto the couch beside her and 
she felt his hand reach over her shoulder to play tantalizingly with the top 
of her brassiere and the exposed top of the smooth rounded contours of her 
bountiful bouncing breasts. And now she began to feel the first tremulous 
tingling of desire warmly shivering through her aching breasts! Yes, this 
was what she had wanted and waited for so passionately! 

Now desire-provoked chills ran through her entire succulent young body as 
his hand pushed between the robin's-egg-blue of her brassiere and the full 
white flesh of her ripe tremulous breast, sliding slowly down underneath it 
and across her naked skin until his searching fingers reached her nipple. 
She could feel the aching bud harden as he gripped it between his thumb and 
forefinger and pulled at it gently, lovingly, causing a new ripple of heated 
desire to palpitate through the softly rounded underside of her excitedly 
quivering breast. Yes, she was glad he had come back! So very glad! God, how 
she needed him and loved him and could hardly wait for that sublime moment 
when his long hard cock would be invading the moistly welcoming tunnel of 
her cock-hungry cunt! 

"Oh lover, that feels sooooo good! Oh Tony, I'm so glad you're back! God, 
how I've missed you," the young stewardess proclaimed with a desirous tremor 
in her voice. Her hand reached down now to eagerly unzip his trousers, to 
feel the loving fleshy hardness which was capable of lifting her to the most 
sensational heights of ecstatic rapture. She was always amazed at the size 
of it, the mammoth girth and enormous length of that thickly throbbing 
instrument and now she gasped as it sprung out towards her from the dark 
under bush of his pubic hair. She clasped her hand lovingly around it and 
basked in the sound of his lust-incited groans and it grew jerking in width 
and length with every loving stroke of her expertly manipulating hand. 

Tony's own excitement flared as he saw the candid lust gleaming in her 
opal-hued eyes and his depraved desires raced with the blood through his 
rapidly engorging prick as she continued to lovingly fondle his hotly 
pulsing thickness. Oh, I can never resist you, Annie! 

His eager hand now resting on her lovely breast now went like a snake to the 
back of her bra, and he unsnapped the confining halter, and of her own 
volition his fianc did the rest. She pulled the tightly cupping blue fabric 
away, exposing the milky white, smoothly rounded breasts that swayed 
slightly in front of his lust-glazed eyes. His desire boiled in his blood 
now and his excited cock jerked up in intensified arousal as he took the 
voluptuously melon shaped breasts and their crimson nipples standing up in 
vibrantly stiff erection before him. He didn't hesitate a moment after that 
lust-provoking sight. With one swift gesture he ripped off his shirt, tee 
shirt and trousers, dropping them in a crumpled heap on the floor. It didn't 
surprise him then to see her trembling hands eagerly reach out to the 
waistband of his jockey shorts and he watched as she pulled them down slowly 
over his knees and ankles, casting them along with the rest of his clothes 
on the floor beside them. 

"Oh Annie! My God, you're gorgeous," he moaned as his hands slid immediately 
to the lacy material of her powder blue panties, her last remnant of 
clothing that separated him from her beautiful, smooth-skinned nakedness. He 
rested his anxious fingers on top of the seam just above the softly curling 
triangle down over the softly quivering smoothness of her fleshy young 
thighs, gazing with impassioned lust at the blond "vee" of her erogenous 
pubic zone. He felt her squirm slightly as his anxiously searching 
fingertips came to rest on the slowly moistening lips of her lovely young 
cunt. 

Automatically, Annie Miller spread her legs, opening up her warm inner 
thighs to his erotic touch. Oh, it was like heaven having him there, feeling 
the exotic warmth of his touch over her naked legs, sliding provocatively 
upwards, slowly tantalizing her, sending a salacious ripple of anticipation 
through her already aroused young body as he knelt over her nakedly 
reclining form on the couch. 

"Ooooh God! She moaned as he was parting the sensitive throbbing lips of her 
seething cunt and sliding his middle finger gently up into its warmly 
flowing moistness! 

"Oh Tony! Ummmmmmm!" She panted again staring into the tiny specks of dust 
that hung suspended in a shaft of warm summer sunlight that slashed into the 
room through the partially open drapes. Soft tremors of slowly building lust 
and desire surged through her nakedly tremulous body and she shuddered with 
a delicious ripple of erotic sensation as he continued to probe his 
searching finger tenderly into the moistly dilating folds of her hair- 
fringed cunt! The sensuous side of her being devoured her mind as her 
fianc's middle finger continued at its erotic little fucking up into the 
warmly seeping cavern of her vagina and a racing, shivering pleasure raced 
through her nakedly squirming body. 

"Oh babe, I'm gonna fuck you good today," Tony murmured and then his mouth 
encased one of her passion-stiffened nipples and a new chill of ecstatic 
pleasure shook over her naked body as he began to suck wetly at the 
erogenous little bud. Annie felt as though her whole naked body was, on fire 
and she began to fuck her hips uncontrollably back up against his wetly 
sluicing finger. With impassioned lust she wrapped her long arms around his 
neck and drew his face over her own, planting warmly wet kisses on his 
lust-contorted young mouth. 

"Oooooh! Yeeeees! Finger me like that, lover! Thrill me! Tease me! Yeeeees! 
Tickle my clit! Ummmmmm! You make me feel so good," she moaned with wanton 
abandon. The young woman looked down from her lewdly splayed-out position 
and once more gazed in lustful fascination at the entire length of his 
enormous throbbing prick. Even as she felt the ravenous sensations of 
devouring pleasure rippling through her warmly spread vaginal lips and the 
wetly sucking probing of his lips and eager tongue on her hotly tingling 
nipples, she experienced a rapturous pleasure at the enthralling sight of 
his long hot hardness. She gave a slight shudder of anticipation when he 
levered himself above her, his long lithe body moving rhythmically up over 
the white flat plane of her belly ... Oh God how I want you," she moaned 
hotly in his ear. "God how I want that big beautiful cock up inside me, 
lover!" She reveled in the sublime ecstasy of his teasing finger still 
playing lewdly in tiny, lust-provoking circles and she could feel the 
wetness of his desire-pounding cock sliding in its own lubricating fluid 
against the soft inner hollows of her thighs. Her legs spread ever more' 
willingly open in warmly enticing welcome to him and his own naked body sank 
triumphantly between her wide splayed legs, the enormous head of his heavily 
pulsing cock pressing teasingly against the moistness of her pinkly flaring 
cunt lips. 

"Ummmmmmmm! Arrniuugh!" she cried as the hungry head throbbed pulsating 
between the tightly clenched cheeks of her soft white buttocks. His knees 
held her thighs apart, as if she needed held her thighs wide apart, as if 
she needed that encouragement! Yes, Tony had come home to her! At last! At 
last she was making mad and passionately abandoned love to the most 
important man in her life.., the man who would one day soon become her 
loving husband!' Annie Miller Pierson! Yes, they would live together and 
make love together day and night and she would never again know the 
precarious pleasures of jumping from one man's bed to the next! It was as if 
her whole life had been building towards this moment, towards this man, 
towards the erotically beautiful life they would enjoy together! All the 
shoddy poverty of her past, all the erotic adventures she had encountered as 
an airline stewardess, all of that didn't matter anymore because she had at 
last found the emotional and physical fulfillment she had always dreamed 
about but never really believed she would find! 

The ceiling whirled overhead and the specks of dust flew around madly until 
everything was suddenly blotted out of her spinning vision by Tony's 
love-gazed passion smoldering in his eyes as he looked down upon her 
flawlessly chiseled features now distorted by the fire of her lust. His 
pelvis began a slow grinding motion against her outer cuntal lips, his hand 
rubbing the warmly pulsing pussy mound and prodding gently at the moist pink 
slit of her sizzling cunt. The huge rubbery head traced a sticky wet path up 
and down the wetly glistening furrow of her openly spread pussy, pressing 
gently against the enticing little slit until the soft curl-rimmed lips 
parted slightly and smeared their wetness against his hotly throbbing shaft. 
Tony ground slowly, provocatively, still holding back, still denying the 
seething cunt the pleasure of his plunging cock, watching the lust growing 
and plowing upon her beautiful features. He could feel her body begin to 
squirm beneath his own naked loins and he knew that there was nothing she 
wouldn't do now, nothing in the world she wouldn't give if only he would 
give her cock-hungry cunt, the deliciously thickened rod that it so hungrily 
begged for. He knew that she enjoyed the excruciating torture of the agony 
he was providing. 

Annie felt almost as if she were suffocating, the air growing suddenly thick 
and oppressive around her long smooth legs and the tautness of her rounded 
buttocks pressed down tightly against the soft cushions of the couch. God, 
what is he waiting for? The hotly pulsing length of his lust-bloated cock 
pushed tantalizingly down over the warm sensitive flesh of her eagerly 
palpitating pussy, bringing erotically exciting little tremors of electric 
sensation quivering along the surface of her nakedly exposed and eagerly 
waiting cuntal lips. 

"Oh Tony! Please! Please!" the aroused young woman begged with panting 
breath. 

"Where do you want it?" he teased, knowing full well that the agony of her 
torment was a sublime pleasure to her. 

"Oh God, you know where I want it! Up in 

my cunt lover, stuff it hard up into my cunt!" 

"And when do you want it, sweet Annie?" 

"Tony! Now! Please, don't wait any longer!" she cried. "You're driving me 
crazy! Fuck me, lover! Fuck me now! Fuck me good! Oh Tony! Please!" 

But then, abruptly, the voluptuously naked young woman decided to take 
matters in her own hands, the desire boiling in her blood until she thought 
she would explode. She gasped and reached down with trembling hands to guide 
the hardened shaft of hotly pulsing cock-flesh to the tiny throbbing hole up 
between her thighs, using the smooth rubbery head to part her nakedly 
pulsing pussy lips . . . "Oooooh God," she groaned as the electrifying 
contact sent shivers of unparallel delight coursing wildly through her 
nakedly squirming body. .She rocked her hips as she felt him thrust up 
against her and felt the viciously wonderful pressure of his thickly 
impaling cock stretching the fragile opening. He fucked upward again, 
forcing the smoothly burrowing organ still farther up into her eagerly 
devouring opening. 

"Ooooooh! Aaaaarrrruuugh! Yeeeeees, lover, fuck meeeee!" the hotly excited 
young woman wailed as the heavy blood-filled shaft slowly, tortuously slid 
up deep into the soft-walled wetness of her cuntal cavern. 

Annie basked in the feel of his long hot hardness inside her, reveled in the 
feel of every tiny ridge of his lustfully swelling flesh as he fucked it 
ever upward into her lust-drenched vagina, she could' feel it drawing her 
soft cuntal walls moistly apart with each inch gained as he slithered up 
into her welcoming warmth. He lay still for a moment, then, flexing his 
gigantic shaft and lurching forward again, he drove it into her until its 
full, thickly turgid length lay buried up to its hilt in her nakedly 
quivering belly. 

"Oooooaaaaauugh!" he moaned as he lay with his rigidly erect shaft warmly 
nestled in the darkly moist confines of her hotly sheathing vagina. Then the 
adulterous young husband began to rotate his hips as he listened to the low 
moans of erotic pleasure that poured from her lushly parted lips. He 
rhythmically undulated his buttocks in a sensuously oval ling pattern and 
skewered his hotly pulsing manhood deeper and deeper into her tightly 
clasping cuntal tunnel until her could feel its tip once again nudge against 
the cushiony base of her cervix. 

Tony rocked above his lovely naked young fianc; the palms of his hands 
resting on either side of her lasciviously swaying breasts, giving momentum 
to his long smooth impaling strokes by levering up for a moment on his knees 
between her salaciously spread young thighs. God, she's some incredible 
fuck, this girl, he thought, feeling her naked cunt walls responding to his 
every exploring thrust with a matching undulation of her own. God, how could 
I ever give her up? How could I ever survive without this fabulous cunt! If 
ever a woman was born for fucking, this is surely the one! Oh my big-titted 
Annie! My cock-loving woman! 

The adulterously performing young husband looked down into the lovely, 
lust-flushed face of Annie Miller, her eyes now closed and her voluptuously 
sensuous mouth opening with each plundering jerk of his cock up there 
between her willingly parted thighs! She was a picture of lust-inciting 
sexuality with her long blonde hair cascading softly across her lusciously 
swaying breasts and her lips were so provocatively moistened as they opened 
in salacious soundless screams of desire! And that cunt of hers! God, was 
there another one like it in the whole world? Was, there any other hot 
little pussy anywhere that would grasp his blood-bloated penis as though it 
were a greedily sucking mouth instead of a cock-stuffed cunt? 

"Oh God, yes! Yes, fuck me good! Oh . . . aaaaauuugh . . . harder . . . 
deeper . . . yeeees! Fuck meeeeee good, lover!" she panted hotly into his 
ear, raising her head until her lushly moistened lips came into searing 
contact with his own. He opened his mouth and received the full eager length 
of her tongue between his lips and realized that he had unquestionably 
released the full fury of her fiery passions. Her thighs stretched out in 
confirmation and her heels hooked in behind his knees while her trembling 
hands pulled his face closer to her mouth, mashing flesh on moistly 
trembling flesh. Now she began moving her cock-hungry cunt in response to 
his ever more rapidly plunging strokes with a vicious abandon, screwing it 
.up and down in a mounting frenzy into his lower thighs, forcing him to fuck 
ever harder, ever deeper into her lusciously engulfing cuntal- opening. 

Her hotly panting breath broke the stillness of the afternoon, mingling with 
his as the wet sluicing sounds of their fucking reverberated throughout her 
small living room, echoing in both their ears. Nothing in the world mattered 
to the hotly excited lewdly fucking back young woman except the gloriously 
hardened cock ramming like a hot pumping piston into the voraciously working 
mouth of the cunt up between her wide-spread thighs. Each pounding thrust it 
made in and out of her hotly clasping cunt sent thrills of erotically 
ecstatic pleasure crashing through her nakedly thrashing body and she knew 
that never in her life had she had such a sublime and gorgeous fucking and 
she wouldn't be sorry if it never ever stopped! 

Tony could' sense her aroused heights of rapture that seemed to burn from 
deep inside her passion-infused young body and he gasped as he cupped her 
nakedly grinding buttocks to pull the smoothly working ass-cheeks and cunt 
tighter to his hotly surging loins. Her softly yielding young thighs 
trembled violently on either side of his - viciously invading cock, opening 
and closing spasmodically to the relentlessly plunging strokes up into her 
warmly clasping pussy flesh! "Aaarrruuugh!" she panted as each lust-driven 
plunge into her hotly steaming cuntal channel sent wild ripples of erotic 
pleasure careening through her nakedly rocking young body. 

Annie could feel the sperm-bloated sacs of his testicles slapping lewdly 
against the upturned cheeks of her buttocks and the sound drove her on to a 
new fury of rapturous desire. Oh, the glorious feeling of that hotly 
impaling hardness as his lust-pistoning hardness sliced warmly through her 
warmly clasping cunt walls and then withdrew, only to fuck back up again 
with renewed force and fire-filled vigor! She felt as if her entire naked 
body was being torn in half - and she reveled in that feeling, loving every 
tormenting, agonizing minute of her rapturous pleasure! His firebrand cock 
felt like it was bursting right up through the bottom of her womb inside and 
was fucking now beneath her tremulously quivering breasts, as if the blunt, 
bulbous head were smashing headlong into her wildly spinning brain! 

"Oh God, lover!" she wailed beyond control, the desirous tremors quaking 
through her cracking voice. "Yes .... More ... more ... harder ... deeper 
... deeper ... deeper ... aaaauuug. 

Annie pushed her hands down between their tensely straining thighs, greedily 
searching for his sperm-bloated testicles and, once finding that hidden 
treasure, fondling them as they bounced rhythmically below the avidly 
sucking mouth of her hungry cunt with her teasing fingertips, exploring the 
fleshy folds of the ballooning sac with a loving tenderness that only she 
knew how to provide. 

The pressure of her hotly tantalizing fingertips on the cum-laden sacs of 
his balls was all the adulterous young husband needed to ignite the 
explosive force of his impending orgasm ... but he knew she wasn't quite 
there yet... soon ... very soon ... but not quite yet. Tony gave a deep and 
agonizing groan and felt his cock flex into even greater stiffness inside, 
her soft-walled womb. He levered up over her and stayed still for a long 
moment; his knees pressed down into the soft cushions of the couch, and let 
her madly quivering body fuck up and down at will on the rigidly throbbing 
cock that fused them together into one molten mass of wildly fiery passion. 

His eyes fastened onto his pistoning cock between them and watched its slow 
withdrawal from between her salaciously spread legs, pulling the thin soft 
ridges of her glowing pink pussy flesh out with it as she spewed her pelvis 
down onto the couch, and then he watched with rapt fascination as his own 
rigidly impaling entry pushed the soft pussy folds back up into her cunt 
again, the moist shiny length being then swallowed back in its entirety into 
the hotly seething opening. Below the pistoning shaft of his cock he could 
see her wetly fondling fingers, moistened from her own lust-juices, working 
vigorously at the sac of his balls. 

Tony let his voluptuous young fianc strain below him for awhile, watching 
with pleasure the utter abandon of her sensuous labors, a half-crazed, 
lust-glowing smile curving her lush, full lips. Her smoothly rotating 
rhythms became faster and more furious by the moment, the rush of her 
thrusting pelvis becoming more and more urgent as she strived towards her 
mind-blinding orgasm. And he knew just how to provoke her to even more 
frantic frenzy! He slid one of his hands clasping at the softly supple flesh 
of her ass-cheeks up until his middle finger touched the tiny puckered ring 
of her anus! The sudden erotic contact made Annie jerk up for a moment in 
sublime rapture and then she relaxed back onto the new invasion, relaxed 
back into the sensuously gyrating rhythm of their intense fucking. Without 
warning he plunged his outstretched middle finger deep up into the hotly 
clenching tunnel of her rectum and heard her squeal with passionate delight. 

"Aaaaauuugh! Ummmmmmm, lover! Aaaaaaaaaaaaoooooo! 

Annie loved the feel of his long, thin finger pressing brutally against the 
warm, rubbery walls of her tightly flexing ass-hole as it thrust forcefully 
into her. "Ummmmm, yesssssss!" she moaned to urge him on, as if he needed 
urging! She heaved forward now into his pumping penis that had begun its 
final flaming assault on her cock-ravaged cunt, skewering smoothly up into 
her with lust-driven frenzy and new electrifying sensations of erotic 
pleasure crashed through her nakedly thrashing body in response to the dual 
fucking of her cunt and rectal passage. 

"Oh God, yeeees! Fuck meeeee." she cried. "Lover, love me good! Yeeeeeeesl" 

God, yes, this was what she needed, what she had been wanting so desperately 
for such a long time! Oh, if only it would never stop! If only his screwing 
finger and lunging cock would work their wonders on her forever without ever 
letting up! Oh, yes, if only these nibbling teeth on her erectly taut little 
nipples would taste her erotic flavors forever and that all-destroying, 
all-pervading lust would ravage her naked body until the end of time! "Oh, 
Tonyyyyy!" she cried. 

The young man, too, was lost to everything in the world except the hungrily 
clasping walls of her pleasure-giving cunt! It had never been this exciting 
with anyone else before and he knew now that it would be almost impossible 
to leave this torrid, simmering female without going mad. The pressure in 
his balls was pleasurably painful as he fucked madly into her sizzling hot 
cunt again and again, feeling its soft contours sheathing his invading 
hardness with love and warmth and lubricating welcome! Yes, soon that 
scalding cum building in his balls would burst through the full jerking 
length of his cock and fill her belly until it overflowed out onto her cream 
white thighs. 

"Aaaaaaauuuuuugh!" he moaned as she quickened her lewdly grinding motions 
beneath him, as his own cock seemed to grow even stronger, even thicker, 
even longer as he poised precariously on the brink of cumming. Just as he 
sensed she, too, was poised. The lust-juices of her wildly hungry cunt were 
still flowing warmly over his cock and he could hear the moist sucking sound 
of their two love instruments meshed in salacious copulation together! Now 
he anxiously wormed his middle finger up to his palm in her darkly clinging 
ass-hole, feeling his erectly pistoning shaft through the thin membrane 
separating her vagina from her rectum, and she moaned and cried beneath him 
as she writhed and thrashed in total and complete abandon. He could hear her 
breath coming in hot wet gasps and the erotic sounds drove him on to even 
more furious, lust-crazed frenzy. 

Tony now ran his trembling hands down the smoothly hollowing cheeks of her 
satiny ass to her creamy luscious thighs - and then between them to the 
soft, passion-soaked fur surrounding her cock-hungry cunt to feel the lewdly 
clinging lips of flesh which held so greedily tight to his cock as the 
wetness of her rampant desire spilled down wetly along the wide-split 
crevice of her ass. 

Both their nakedly thrashing bodies were damp with the sweat of their 
furious efforts and her head flailed back and forth like a wild woman that 
she was. Her mouth wide open in rapturous, exquisite abandon. Her entire 
naked body twisted and turned and rocked, her legs spreading ever wider as 
she jerked them up and back to expose the glistening plane of her cuntal 
furrow, and ass-hole to his cunt-splitting in fucks. 

"God, deeper! Harder! Fuck me more! Harder, damn you! Arrrrugh!" she cried, 
coughing on her words. He knew that she was approaching her final wrenching 
explosion, that the flickering flames of orgasmic fury were about to burst 
out into a roaring inferno within her frantically grinding loins as she 
swung her ecstatically trembling thighs out and wound them at last high up 
around his arched back, she was waving her upturned young buttocks wildly 
from side to side and grinding her cunt up tighter into his passion-driven 
loins as his cock plunged madly into her nakedly begging cunt. 

"Yes ... I'm ... cumming ... Cummmmming!" she screamed suddenly with a 
squealing gasp of intensely burning passion, clasping her ankles still more 
tightly into the sweating flesh of his back. 

"Yeeeees! Cuuuuuuming!" she wailed, feeling the excruciating sensations of 
his eagerly lunging finger rotating in her madly clenching ass-hole. 
Suddenly, her body arched and she held tightly to him as the spasms of her 
climax quivered and jerked through her wildly trembling naked body, the lush 
juices of her female cum spilling out over his still hard-driving cock and 
down the wide-split crevice of her buttocks. He could feel it soaking his 
balls as they slapped harder into her tiny, pinkly puckered anus and 
moistening his hand as he continued to fuck her with his outstretched middle 
finger from behind. 

The wild fury of her body-wrenching orgasm had stimulated a aching pressure 
deep within his cum-laden balls, and he madly cupped the cheeks of her still 
wildly rotating ass and squeezed and skewered his middle finger in and out 
of her frantically sucking anus, feeling her body tremble as gulping gasps 
of his liberated lust started heaving up from his throat. 

"Yes. I'm ... gonna cum ... gonna cum . . . gonna cum," the mindless man 
chanted as he intensified his cunt-splitting strokes so that his pelvis 
slapped viciously against the ragged pink flanges of her lust-lubricated 
pussy and his hotly stiffening penis fucked deep up into the darkly hidden 
recesses of her nakedly squirming belly. 

And then, Tony felt himself begin to cum. At last, that ultimate and much 
needed release! He threw his hands down below her bended knees, shoved her 
tender young thighs up over her shoulders and fucked his now thickly 
ballooning cock with abandoned fury as far up into her openly yielding cunt 
as it could go, bringing wild moans of erotically ecstatic pleasure from her 
wide-open mouth. He plunged his searing tongue deep into the soft moistness 
within his unbearably heavy balls, and he could hear her cries and whimpers 
of delirious pleasure as she tightened her arms around his neck. And then, 
with one last and final furiously impaling lunge into her soft-walled womb, 
he burst deep up inside of her wildly clenching belly! With a mindless 
rapture he shot his hot, liquid cum deep up into the depths of her 
desperately sucking young cunt and he heard her cry out as it flooded on" up 
into her belly! 

Afterwards, the room was completely still and silent except for the panting 
breath of the two lust-satiated young lovers. Annie clung warmly to the 
sweat-slicked body of her handsome young lover, murmuring and mewling still 
from the exquisite rapture of her erotic ecstasy, basking in the warm 
afterglow of successful copulation. "Oh God, Tony," she said at last, 
running her fingers over his small masculine nipples in enticing little 
circles, "I'm so glad you're here! Will it be soon? Please, will it be 
soon?" 

Oh shit! What the hell am I going to tell her? Have I got nerve enough to 
ever tell her I'm a married man? 

Chapter Five 

Larry Pierson played tennis badly that afternoon, not able to concentrate 
his thoughts on the game at all. His handsome German shepherd watched from 
the sidelines as Larry and Marge batted the light tennis ball back and forth 
over the net, following its movements with his large, limpid eyes. But Larry 
was upset, distraught, and his faithful dog couldn't tell why or did he know 
what to do about it, although he desperately wanted to do something! 
Instinctively, he had stayed close to his young master all that afternoon . 
. . after that wildly pleasurable romp" in the back yard with the 
seductively alluring female human! 

Larry's thoughts, too, were on Marge Pierson. Both tension and lewd, hopeful 
anticipation gnawed at him as he tried, without success, to concentrate his 
thoughts and efforts on the tennis game at hand. But how could he? How could 
he do anything except ogle after his breath-taking young sister-in-law's 
seductively curved young body that was so provocatively outlined beneath her 
short white tennis skirt and that breast-clinging jersey she wore? The way 
she moved across the tennis court, her breasts jiggling and her ass-cheeks 
swaying- with every lunge after an errant tennis ball! And her hair that 
copper-colored hair shining so brightly in the warm afternoon sunlight, 
framing the intoxicating features of her flawless, smooth skinned young 
face! 

Damn it! I'll die if I can't get into her hot little panties! Christ, he was 
coming apart inside just thinking about what he had seen that morning out 
there in the back yard! After all, there she was, his own brother's 
provocatively attractive young wife, madly and insanely fucking with a 
damned German shepherd! Larry could recall with vivid clarity the sight of 
her nakedly squirming, softly rounded buttocks lunging madly back at the 
lust-driven, scarlet glistening length of dog-flesh as it repeatedly fucked 
in and out of her warmly welcoming cuntal flesh! The eighteen year old youth 
recalled too the scintillating sight of her naked, fully rounded breasts as 
they swayed and danced beneath her nakedly thrashing young body! 

Several times that afternoon he thought he had simply imagined all that he 
had seen. But then, every so often, he would catch his voluptuous young 
sister-in-law looking sideways at his handsome pet, a slightly sly smile 
lighting her beautiful young face and those round blue eyes glimmering with 
secret desire. No, there was no question in his mind after all about the 
salacious spectacle he had witnessed that afternoon in the back yard, one of 
the wildest and most exciting displays of pure carnal lust that he had ever 
seen, more provocative even than those Technicolor stag films the guys used 
to watch at home! Every time he thought about it his cock jerked excitedly 
in his pants - it had hardly gone down all day, for Christ's sake! And the 
burning aching desire in his balls had been with the youth all day as well, 
until at one point he thought he would explode! 

It was only a matter of time . . . and conducive circumstances, the youth 
reasoned, before he got her flat on her back and fucked the living shit out 
of her! His older brother, Tony, would be away for a whole week and that was 
plenty of time for things to develop in Larry's favor! He didn't know what 
Tony was doing wrong, couldn't imagine why his sweet young wife would let a 
dog fuck her, but he, Larry Pierson, would satisfy that wanton little woman 
if it was the last thing he ever did. He would show her how mind-blowing a 
really good fuck could be! He'd lick her cunt, just like Sarge did, only 
better. . . and then he'd let her suck on his hard young cock until streams 
and streams of his cum filled her pretty little mouth. . . and then, then 
he'd spread her thighs and fuck the hell out of her until she couldn't walk 
for a week! 

They had already eaten - supper and Larry was watching his luscious young 
sister-in-law as she cleaned up in the kitchen, watched the voluptuous moons 
of her ass sway seductively as she walked, watched the sensuous jiggling of 
her firm young breasts as she moved from cupboard to sink and back again. 
"Larry would you like some ice cream or something for dessert?" she called 
out to him, startling the youth in the midst of his lustful thoughts. 

"N-no thanks, Marge," he replied, hoping she wouldn't turn to see the 
embarrassed flush on his handsome young face. Within a few moments, the 
voluptuous young woman came into the living room where her young 
brother-in-law seemed to be avidly reading a thick book. Tiny tingles of 
erotic pleasure tantalized her soft young flesh as her eyes fastened onto 
the dog lying at his feet, onto that marvelously erotic animal-lover she had 
discovered that morning in her own back yard! No, she wasn't sorry for what 
she had done, not in the least, and she knew she would do it again if only 
the opportunity would present itself! It was wicked and bestial to lust 
after an animal like that, she knew, but the raging, flaming desires already 
moistening her young cunt were not to be denied! 

 "I'll tell you what, Larry," she volunteered, needing desperately to find 
something that would take her mind off the tingling surges of prurient 
excitement seething in her tender young cunt. "How about we go to a movie 
tonight?" 

"Uh . . . sure, if you want to," the youth replied, looking up into her 
warmly flushed face. And he knew that rampant desire was raging in her own 
loins just as it was ... raging in his! Oh, damn you, Sergeant! It's you she 
wants to fuck not me! 

"Good!" she exclaimed, clasping her small hands around his broad young 
shoulders, sending a shiver of lust-provoked pleasure through his jerking 
cock! "I'll go take a shower . . . and then we'll be off. Ok?" 

"S-sure, Marge," the youth stammered, hoping she wouldn't notice the clearly 
visible bulge in his pants - "Sure. That'd be great." 

When Marge turned to leave the room, she heard the massive German shepherd 
begin to whimper. Then, suddenly, he was on his feet licking at the soft 
flesh of her leg with his erotic, rough-skinned tongue. The voluptuous young 
wife became slightly disconcerted, wanting desperately to take the handsome 
animal with her into the privacy of her bedroom . . . yet balking at 
revealing the true perversity of her passion to her innocent young 
brother-in-law! 

"Come on, Sarge," his young master urged. "You want to go outside, don't 
you? Well, come along then. We'll go out for a walk while Marge is 
showering." 

It was after she had showered and slipped into a soft, comfortable little 
cotton dress that Marge Pierson once again emerged into the living room of 
her home, only to discover that her young brother-in-law and his gorgeous 
German shepherd had not yet returned from their walk. She wasn't worried 
about them, of course, but she did wonder what was taking them so long. She 
decided to pour herself a drink while she waited, just to calm herself. 

Marge, you had better pull yourself together! The boy is sure to notice 
something if you keep panting after his dog like you've been doing! Jesus! 
You'd be in a fine fix if he ever found out what happened here this morning! 
Christ, the first person he'd tell would be Tony! 

Marge had finished that drink and two cigarettes and still the youth had not 
returned with his dog. Now, where could they have gone? Well, never mind! 
Best do something to keep yourself busy until they get back! 

The young wife looked around her neatly kept house for something to keep her 
busy for a few moments at least. The supper dishes had all been washed, 
dried, and placed back in the cupboards. The left-overs had been fed to the 
hungry dog, the garbage taken out back, and she had only that afternoon 
dusted and vacuumed the entire house. She knew she couldn't keep her mind on 
a book or magazine . . . nor on any silly television program . . . 

Suddenly, her eyes lit up and her hands ceased to tremble. Tony's suits! 
Those suits I promised to take to the cleaners! I could clean them out now 
and drop them off on the way to the movies! 

The young wife scuffled into the bedroom and dragged three fairly rumpled 
suits out of her husband's closet. Placing them on the bed, she proceeded to 
go through the pockets, taking out some loose change, some old wadded 
handkerchiefs, a couple of crumpled one dollar bills, some torn and tattered 
receipts . . . and then a picture, a glossy wallet-sized color picture of a 
very voluptuous and completely naked young blonde! Who could that be? And 
why would he have her picture? Prickles of fear ran along Marge's spine as 
she fingered the small picture of the girl smiling seductively up from a 
couch, not wanting to turn it over, not wanting to know if . . . . 

No, not Tony! Not Tony, he wouldn't ... couldn't ... oh my God! 

Marge turned the picture over with trembling hands, her fingers shaking so 
violently that the glossy print nearly slipped out from between them. With 
tear-clouded eyes she read the large, sprawling writing done by an 
unfamiliar hand: "Tony darling, I love you, Annie". And then, below that, in 
her husband's familiar tight little handwriting, she sobbingly read: "Annie 
Miller 49 Eaton Road Denver 925-1160". 

Oh Tony! How could you do this to me? How could you be so appealingly, so 
flagrantly unfaithful! Oh dear God, what am I going to do? I love you so 
much, Tony . . . and yet you can go out and cheat on me like this? 

The young wife sat crying, feeling paralyzed and numbed, on the edge of 
their king-size double bed for what seemed like an eternity, her choking 
sobs punctuated by occasional gasps and cries of anguish and pain. Her mind 
reeled in blurred confusion as she tried over and over again to look at that 
wretched picture, to try to discern what was so blindingly attractive about 
that young blonde so seductively posed there. How long had this been going 
on? Is that why he really went to Denver all the time . . . or did he have 
some legitimate business there? Probably a combination of both, she mused. 
Desperate confusion was soon replaced by blinding fury and lividly exploding 
anger in the young wife's tortured mind. How dare he! How dare the bastard 
have himself a luscious little tart in Denver, waiting for him each time he 
went there with eagerly open legs! The creepy bastard! The nerve of him, 
sleeping in her bed one night - and not even satisfying her at that - then 
dropping into some whore's bed the very next night in some strange, far-away 
city! 

But . . . maybe I'm getting this all wrong. I doubt it . . . but there is 
one way" to make sure . . . first of all, though, I need a drink! A good, 
stiff drink! 

"Hi, Marge, we're back," Larry's voice suddenly called from the living room. 

"Be right out," his tensely shaking young sister-in-law replied. 

Chapter Six 

Marge was beginning to feel delightfully lightheaded after her third drink, 
a welcome feeling after the torment of lusting for the handsome German 
shepherd and then inadvertently discovering her husband's own lecherously 
adulterous betrayal by that picture in his pocket. She had told Larry that 
she didn't feel like going to the movies after all, that she really thought 
she would prefer to stay at home and perhaps watch some television or simply 
listen to some music. So Larry had picked out some rhythmic rock-and roll 
music, mixed her some more than heavy drinks, had a few beers himself, and 
now sat quietly studying the luscious ripe form of his sister-in-law from 
the large soft chair opposite the couch on which she so alluringly sat. 

The voluptuous young wife was beginning to feel slightly uncomfortable under 
the intensity of her brother-in-law's fervent gaze, swirling the drink 
around in its glass, trying not to look over at him. His eyes had been on 
her from the moment she had walked into the room, like clinging magnets, 
seeming to bore into the very depths of her soul. He had said very little, 
but simply remained slouched down in that overstuffed chair with his massive 
German shepherd sprawled out by his feet, staring at the sensuous curves of 
her lovely young body. The dog, too, kept his eyes on her, those large 
limpid pools of warmth and affection, and his tall ears stood regally erect 
the entire time. 

Occasionally, the young wife ventured to smile at her young brother-in-law, 
but it was a vacuous, wooden smile that fooled neither one of them. The boy 
obviously knew that something was wrong . . . but she couldn't tell him! How 
could she explain to Larry that his own brother had acted so shamefully and 
sneakily behind her back? How could she tell him that Tony had taken a 
voluptuous lover in Denver, leaving her there to her misery? No, she vowed 
to remain silent and so she did. 

Finally, Larry himself relieved the tension in the air by asking casually, 
"Hey, Marge, wanna dance?" 

"D-dance?" "Yeah, sure. This is the perfect music for dancing!" 

"B-but . . . well, Larry dear, I'm afraid I don't dance very well," the 
light-headed young wife stammered. 

"Aw, come on, I'll teach you," he encouraged, standing up from the chair and 
swaying his hips provocatively in time to the rock-and-roll music blaring 
from the stereo. 

"Come on . . . it'll make you feel good!" 

"Well - well. . . I don't know. . . "Now Larry was looming beside her, 
standing directly before her face, his loins undulating in a sensuous rhythm 
that the young wife found irresistible. He was so young, so lithe and 
muscular! She could already feel a tingle of semi-drunken arousal stirring 
in her loins as his hips and groin gyrated seductively before her eyes, 
reaching down with his strong young hand to help her up off the couch. "Come 
on . . . let's dance . . . dance," he crooned, his voice ringing in her ears 
as she found her hand suddenly being warmly clasped by his, as she felt his 
strength pulling her up to her feet. "Come on . . . you can dance ... I'll 
show you how . . . come on. 

A shiver of lust-provoked sensation rippled down her spine as Larry brought 
her to her feet, clasping his hands to her hips, moving those flaring curves 
around and around in a rhythmic tempo to match his own undulations. 

"That's 'right . . . just like that . . . you're doing fine," he urged, his 
hands still clasping the rounded contours, of her sensuous young hips as 
they both swayed in time to the music. Her mind began to swim and she felt 
slightly dizzy as she continued to swing her hips seductively before her 
rapt young brother-in-law. 

Larry could feel the- churning of his own desire burning through his loins 
as his young eyes focused on the provocative allure of his sister-in-law's 
sensuously swaying hips. He could feel his hot young cock growing 
convulsively larger beneath his trousers but now he didn't care because he 
knew that tonight that cock was going to be satisfied at last! This was his 
chance, his one big chance and he'd be crazy to pass it up, he knew. She was 
already half drunk . . . and after a little hip-swinging, provocatively 
seductive dancing . . . then she be not only ready but willing! Beneath the 
loud blaring of the music he could hear his dog whimpering and he knew that 
Sarge, too, had become aroused and wanted to sink his massively thick cock 
into Marge's aromatic young cunt! But not tonight . . . not at least until 
his master had had his fill! 

Marge swallowed tightly, realizing that the moisture of her own lust was 
already soaking through her panties down there between her lush soft thighs. 
She was dizzy with desire as she felt his hands move to her shoulders and 
grasp them while his hips pumped in a provocative imitation of actual 
fucking, but in rhythmic tempo with the rock-and-roll music. He dropped his 
eyes to the rounded spheres of her tantalizing young breasts so salaciously 
displayed beneath her low-cut summer dress and the boring intensity of' his 
glare made her somewhat uncomfortable. 

The voluptuous young wife didn't remember anything after that. Later she 
realized she must have passed out for a long moment. The next thing she 
could recall was lying prone on the floor with the worried, sweating face of 
Larry Pierson hovering over her. She managed to work up a tight little smile 
and saw then that there were small tears at the corners of his eyes. Why the 
darling! Look how worried he has become! 

"I'-I'm all right now," Marge stammered, lifting her head in an attempt to 
get up. 

"Hey! Maybe you ought to just take it easy for a minute," Larry offered, his 
strong young hands clasping her shoulders and holding her to the rug. She- 
could see distinctly now the enormous bulge in his trousers, which 
stimulated her own lustful arousal once again, that smoldering flame which 
had not diminished since that erotically wild morning with Sergeant. She 
raised herself on one elbow, her eyes locked on the virile hardness 
throbbing beneath his trousers, and then she looked plaintively up at the 
handsome face of her eighteen year old brother-in-law. 

He knew it was now or never. Without a word, Larry reached down with his 
hand and slowly pulled down the zipper of his pants, unleashing his long hot 
hardness in all its madly pulsing glory. Marge remained silent, too, neither 
protesting nor encouraging the lust-driven youth, but simply staring in mute 
fascination at the blunt, bulbous head of his blood-pounding young cock so 
provocatively swaying from his youthful loins right there in front of her 
lust-glazed eyes! Tentatively, with trembling fingers, she reached up to 
touch the massively thickening instrument, only to feel it jerk 
spasmodically at her tender touch. 

"Let me love you, Marge," the youth whispered provocatively. "Let me fuck 
you and love you . . . let me . . . let me," he crooned with that 
seductively sing-song voice of his. "Yes, Marge . . . reach out and touch it 
. . . reach out and touch my cock . . . it wants you . . . it wants to 
slither into your lovely young belly . . . touch it . . . go ahead . . . you 
want to feel it in your hand, I know you do!" 

The lulling quality of his voice seemed to seduce her hand which tenderly 
stroked his turgidly erect instrument seemingly with a life of its own. It 
was then that she felt his warm young hands on the nakedly exposed part of 
her lushly curved _ breasts and soon they enfolded the entirety of the 
voluptuous orbs beneath her dress, his fingers searchingly probing for the 
taut buds of her hardening nipples. The depths of her forbidden excitement 
now seemed endless as she tried to convince herself of the futility of her 
arousal. You can't, Marge . . . he's only a boy . . . and your 
brother-in-law at that! But the raging inferno of her own rampant desire was 
stronger by far than her conscience. The lust-flowering sensations of 
exquisite excitement stimulated by the gentle manipulations of his hands 
kneading at the pliant flesh of her breasts . . . and the throbbing hardness 
of his blazing hot cock in her own hand sent scorching flames of desire 
through her shamelessly aroused pussy until she felt like her entire cunt 
was a massively torrid furnace! 

God help me but I want him! Need him! Must have that big beautiful cock in 
my cunt before I go crazy! I know it's wrong . . . sinfully wrong . . . to 
betray Tony with his own little brother . . . but if that bastard of a 
husband of mine can betray me with that little blonde witch . . . Oh God, my 
cunt feels like it's on fire! 

Marge closed her eyes tight and reveled in the erotically sublime sensations 
racing through her boiling blood as her brother-in-law continued his erotic 
manipulation of her anxiously trembling young breasts while her own hand 
stroked lovingly up and down the thickly throbbing length of his hardened 
shaft of flesh. She felt his cock straining and pulsing lustfully and she 
knew that she couldn't resist having it fucking deep up inside her, that all 
she wanted to do right now was to taste its bittersweet juices in her 
greedily hungry young mouth. 

It wasn't until she opened her eyes that the shamelessly aroused young wife 
saw that her handsome young brother-in-law was now naked before her, his 
powerful young muscles rippling through his skin as he looked down at her 
with undisguised lust. She felt him pulling her to a sitting position, felt 
him pulling down the zipper of her dress, felt him reach around to draw the 
dress off of her shoulders. She's not wearing a bra! I knew it! Marge heard 
Sergeant whimpering in the background somewhere and she turned her head to 
search for him as Larry lifted her arms to pull the dress over her 
shoulders. 

"Looking for Sarge?" he asked. 

"W -why' . . . no . . . I . . ." the young wife stammered. 

"That's ok. He's right here. Don't worry," Larry whispered as he reached 
down with his hand and slithered his fingers into the elastic waistband of 
her panties. Before he knew what was happening, his seductively alluring 
sister-in-law had planted her moist wet lips on his, her tiny, firebrand 
tongue darting like a hot flame into his mouth, fervently pressing her 
hungry lips to his. Her hands roamed through his curly hair, drawing his 
head tighter to hers as her lips ground into his and her tongue searched the 
warm moist depths of his rapaciously responding mouth. 

Larry was not surprised to feel his brother's beauteous young wife lift her 
hips to allow him to easily slip her lacy panties down over her long lovely 
legs. So at last they were both completely naked, their warmly aroused 
bodies pressing closely together as his' hands wandered provocatively up and 
down the smooth contours of her long tapering back. Then his eager young 
hands reached between them to once more fondle the rounded orbs of her 
tremulous breasts, tweaking the lovely little pink nipples into taut, 
distending erection, sending a salacious chill of rapturous pleasure 
coursing through her broiling body. 

"Larry . . . lie down on the rug and let me . . . let me take your cock ... 
in my mouth," she moaned, pulling her voraciously hungry lips away from his. 
"Let me taste it . . . suck it . . . love it," she groaned in complete and 
total abandon. Wow! I never knew she could get this turned-on! God, that 
show this morning with Sarge was hardly anything at all compared to this! 
Jesus! I always thought she was a hot little bitch, but this is incredible! 
She actually wants to suck my cock! 

It was just then that the teenager heard his dog whimpering plaintively 
beside him, and he turned to see the dog's large warm eyes seeming to plead 
with him. He knew very well what Sergeant wanted! 

"And while you're doing that, Sarge can lick your cunt ... just like he did 
this morning!" the boy exclaimed. 

Marge froze for a brief instant, her hands still clutching at the curls of 
his head. "W -what? 

"You. . . saw us . . . this morning." 

"Yes." 

 "A-and. . . You don't . . . hate me?" 

"No! No!" the boy replied fervently. "Hate you? No, how could I hate you, 
Marge?" 

"B-but . . . you saw us . . . saw Sergeant licking my cunt . . ." 

"Yeah. . . well, I know how it can be sometimes. I've been . . . well. . . 
I've been going crazy myself all day!" he said, as he rolled over on his 
back on the floor, his virile young penis pointing towards the ceiling. 

"Oh Larry!" Marge cried. "Oh yes, yes! Let him lick my cunt while I suck on 
your cock. 0h, yeeeeeesss! Ummmmmmmmm!" 

The next thing he knew, his brother's young wife was crawling between his 
legs, staring with lust-glazed eyes at the throbbing length of his hot 
masculine organ and his legs began to tremble in lust-filled anticipation of 
the divine pleasure he knew was in store for him. And as for Marge, she had 
never before been so shamelessly and wantonly aroused in all of her young 
life! The warm moisture of her own raging desire seeping from between her 
pulsing pussy lips and trickling provocatively down onto the velvety flesh 
of her smoothly contoured inner thighs and a sensuous ripple of sheer 
delight raced through her eagerly anxious loins. She kneeled there over his 
teenage loins, the underbrush of his curly pubic hair directly beneath her 
face and she reached out to touch its tantalizing hardness once more. 

"Oh, Larry! Ooooooooh!" she moaned as she once more wrapped her slender 
fingers around its turgidly palpitating length as her other hand searched 
eagerly to cup the rapidly bloating weight of his pendulous young balls. The 
mere touch of his hot pulsing hardness and cum-laden balls sent an exquisite 
thrill of erotic desire through her nakedly anxious young body and a low, 
mumbling groan slid out from the back of her throat. 

Marge began to expertly work the foreskin up and down, her eyes feasting on 
the blunt-headed tip of his up thrusting young hardness. Its hot hardened 
ridges felt so warmly inviting to her working fingers and she suddenly felt 
as though she wanted to devour that 'pleasure-provoking teenage penis with 
all the demonic fury of a starving woman gone mad! God, how she needed that 
cock! Yes, such a big beautiful cock would feel so wonderfully marvelous 
buried deep in her belly. And, as if in response to her gentle fingering, 
she saw a cloudy little bubble emerge from the narrow slit of its inflames, 
mushrooming head and she dropped her head with a greedy flick of her hotly 
hungry tongue to taste the pungent morsel of his hotly spilling seminal 
fluid. 

"Oooooowwwwwuuuummmmmmm!" she moaned as its bittersweet, manly taste seemed 
to sizzle on her tongue, fanning the flames of her blazing desire even more. 
She pressed her moistly ovaled lips over its smooth, spongy head and then 
she locked them behind the thin fleshy ridge while she teasingly licked it 
inside the warm shelter of her mouth with her hotly darting little tongue. 
Her cheeks sucked inward at it while she drew her long nails tantalizingly 
beneath the ultra-sensitive flesh of his sperm filled young testicles. 

"Aaaaaarrrrrrgh," her husband's little brother moaned again and again as he 
thrust his aching loins uncontrollably upward to push the full length of his 
thickly pulsing cock into the soft, warm receptacle of her loving young 
mouth. His eyes gaped wide watching it being devoured by her wetly ovaled 
lips as it plunged ever deeper up into the .moistly welcoming cavern. 
Staring in happy and rapt disbelief, he watched her eager lips tighten like 
a vise around his throbbing young pole, then slip downward along its 
blood-pressured hardness until her pert little nose was actually brushing 
into his softly curling pubic hair. Nearly the entire glistening length of 
his long hot hardness was sucked up into the liquid, fiery heat of her 
warmly receptive .mouth and he stared through lust-clouded, non-believing 
eyes as she voraciously sucked and sucked like a hungry animal at his 
plunging pole of heated cock flesh. It was only a moment later when he could 
feel her beginning to lick teasingly and passionately with her wet little 
tongue, bathing the entire length of his spearing instrument up from his 
balls and then along its sperm-filled underside to the rim of its hugely 
flaring head! 

The young wife's loins were sizzling with fiery desire now and her cunt was 
seeping profusely in its rampant desire as the forbidden nature of her 
shameless act struck her liquor-clouded mind with full force. Oh God, the 
almost forgotten taste of lust-bloated cock in between her eagerly ovaling 
lips was like an electric current shattering her every nerve until she 
thought she would cream like crazy just from the bittersweet, manly taste of 
it! Yes, she would cum all right, cum from the sublimely erotic sensations 
of that heatedly trembling cock so rapturously held in her mouth, so 
lovingly licked by her rapaciously hungry little tongue! Yes, this was 
heaven! Or, nearly! 

What the helplessly aroused young wife needed now was the warmly licking 
tongue "of the brute German shepherd back down there between her salaciously 
spread and upraised young thighs! Yes, that mammoth beast would flick his 
long, curling tongue deep up into the warmly heated, lust-burning confines 
of her voraciously hungry cunt just like he had done that morning so 
expertly out in the back yard. She could hear him whimpering beside her and 
knew that he was as eager for the sweetness of her seething cunt as she was 
for the tantalizing taste of Larry's massively swollen young cock! 

"Oh, yes! Lick my cunt, lover! Shove your lovely long tongue up into my hot 
cunt, Sergeant! Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! Yeeeeeeeessssssf!" 

Chapter Seven 

Marge could sense the powerful German shepherd creeping up behind her 
upraised buttocks even before she felt the hot wetness of his long eager 
tongue on her fevered vaginal folds. Hungrily, she continued sucking at 
Larry's thickly elongated cock so sweetly filling her warm moist mouth with 
its pungent manliness while trembling with lust-incited anticipation, her 
cream-white thighs threatening to collapse. It was all the happily tormented 
young woman could do to keep from screaming aloud again at the sublime 
rapture of her intense arousal and her eyes flickered open and closed while 
her mouth continued its rapaciously erotic work on the palpitating shaft of 
Larry's virile throbbing young cock. 

The excited young wife could hear the dog panting lustfully behind her. "The 
poor mute beast had been trembling with desire ever since he had first 
feasted his eyes on the naked white flesh of the stunningly attractive 
female human moments before - although it seemed to him like hours before! 
Remembering the erotic adventure they had shared only that morning in the 
warmth of the California sun, the powerful young dog had felt once again 
that familiar hot burning at the base of his animal groin and it became more 
and more intense as he watched, wide-eyed, the sight of her nakedly 
straining young body with his handsome master. He had watched panting the 
rippling flow of her soft smooth flesh as she had moved to poise her head so 
provocatively over his young master's heavily jerking loins and his eyes had 
locked then on the sight of her smoothly curved young buttocks as they 
swayed so seductively in the air before his very nose! 

Sergeant's first instinct had been to take a playful nip of the satiny 
rounded moons but he knew that the hotly racing blood in his loins demanded 
more appetite-appeasing action and so, he had slowly moved into position 
behind the strenuously working body of the young human female. Yes, once 
again that sweet womanly odor emanating so profusely from her heated loins 
had invaded his sensitive animal nostrils, only serving to further intensify 
the agonizing longing broiling in his loins and when he saw her slowly 
spreading apart her milky white thighs, he could resist no longer. He saw 
the glistening pink folds of hair-fringed pussy flesh so provocatively 
spread before him in the wide-splayed valley up between her trembling 
ass-cheeks - and he had to have a taste! 

Open-jawed, his tongue sneaking out to lick hungrily, the anxiously aroused 
young dog moved forward. 

The hotly sucking young wife whimpered around the plunging cock of her 
teenage brother-in-law when she first felt Sergeant's damp nose nuzzle and 
sniff high against the tingling inner flesh of her naked thigh and she knew 
that it would only be a few brief moments before his long lovely tongue 
would begin its erotic work! 

And then, a shiver of lust racing through her loins, she felt it! 

His rough-skinned tongue began to lick exotically up through the already 
inflamed cuntal crevice and she gasped out loud in her wildly abandoned 
delight around Larry's mouth-stuffing cock. Frantically, urgently, she tried 
to spread her legs still wider apart to give the hotly licking young beast a 
wider passage, to open her throbbing pussy slit as wide as she could to his 
wetly working tongue. It was then that his long, curling animal tongue 
lunged out at her moistly glistening flesh, ravaging the hotly quivering 
little slit just as he had that morning, searing through her liquid inner 
flesh and flicking his fire-filled tongue at the greedily clasping mouth of 
her sizzling cunt. Again, the heatedly aroused young wife groaned in 
ecstatic abandon around the thickly throbbing rod of flesh still a captive 
prisoner in her wildly sucking mouth with a sublime pleasure she had never 
before known in her whole life. 

"Aaaaaaauuuuugh!" she moaned as her eyes suddenly opened to focus on the 
image of their shameless love-making in the full length mirror of the living 
room wall. But she lost that erotic view almost as soon as she had found it 
for once again Larry's eagerly trembling young loins had crashed up into her 
face, his long fleshy rod reaching all the way to the back of her 
voraciously sucking mouth. But Larry turned and his view of that mirror was 
unimpaired. He watched open-mouthed as his pet German shepherd so erotically 
nuzzled and sniffed along the creamy surface of her velvety thigh and he saw 
too the brute's long hot tongue lash out to lathe and lunge over and through 
the lust-lubricated pussy slit of his young sister-in-law's nakedly exposed 
vaginal crevice. 

The teenager watched with rapt fascination as his powerful dog crept closer 
still and began to lick voraciously from the recessed dimple of her 
puckering little anus down to her openly palpitating cunt lips. Somehow that 
long rough-skinned instrument managed even to reach the copper-colored 
forest of her lust dampened pubic curls and then it shot out like a 
flickering flame at her frantically aroused little clitoral bud. This 
brought a squealing gasp from Marge, who, like a caged animal gone wild, 
moaned and groaned and cried around the thickly pulsing hardness filling her 
warm moist mouth, while the lust-incited dog continued his erotic licking of 
her wide-open cuntal crevice. His tongue felt like fire splaying through her 
wetly quivering pussy lips as it spread her open in the tender most 
sensitive parts until she began to twitch and spasm wildly above the nakedly 
aroused young teenage boy. 

Larry couldn't believe what was happening! It was better than his most vivid 
fantasies, much better by far than all those stag porno films he had watched 
with wide-open eyes and panting breath back home! He was completely 
spellbound by the liquid heat of her wildly sucking around his madly pulsing 
cock and equally spellbound by the sight of the sleek animal tongue 
thrusting like an imitation penis into the hotly clasping little mouth of 
her voraciously greedy cunt. When she groaned and cried in lewdly abandoned 
delight around his hotly throbbing cock, shivers of intensified lust swept 
through his naked flesh and seemed to sear his already fevered young brain. 

The young wife tensed as she felt that firebrand animal tongue suddenly 
leave her lust-incited, pussy. Her passion-glazed eyes widened and her mouth 
flew open, releasing her young brother-in-law's hotly pulsing, rod as she 
suddenly became aware of the massive animal behind her shifting position! He 
had raised himself up on his hind legs and was now gripping with his 
forepaws at her lushly elevated young hips . . . and he was going to fuck 
her from behind again! At first, she couldn't believe it! Her imagination 
winced at the thought of that massive animal cock once more plunging deep up 
into her feverishly excited young cunt as Sergeant mounted her lusciously 
upraised ass-cheeks, panting and whimpering with the passion of his 
uncontrollable lust. It had been so gloriously wonderful when he had fucked 
her that morning . . . could it be that marvelously thrilling again? Her 
limbs and loins trembled at the lust-provoking thought, her cunt still afire 
from the fiercely passionate tongue-lashing he had just completed, and her 
dazed eyes once again focused on the lewd spectacle reflected in the wall 
mirror. 

It was in that reflected image that that she saw it again . . . that wetly 
glistening dog-cock slithering scarlet from his furry sheath. It seemed to 
burn in its dripping, tapered hardness, the pointed end wagging 
provocatively as it began to close in, to approach the pinkly glistening 
crevice of the young wife's shamelessly aroused cunt. She felt his strong 
young animal body jerk with the intensity of his arousal against the 
unresisting flesh of her impatiently trembling buttocks and saw his 
massively elongated length of dog-cock trying to invade that secret 
sanctuary of her lushly aroused pussy flesh that it had discovered only that 
morning. 

The hungering lust in her nakedly shimmering body made the young wife groan 
out loud once again, knowing that soon she would once again discover the 
delirious joy of being utterly and completely cunt-fucked by the deeply 
reaming dog-cock of her young brother-in-law's powerful German shepherd. She 
heard the animal whimper lustfully behind her nakedly trembling ass-cheeks 
and felt his powerful forepaws locking tighter around her tender-flesh hips 
as he thrust forward on his hind legs, desperately trying to guide his 
excitedly pulsing rod up into the smooth slippery lips of her wildly 
throbbing pussy. 

She twisted her head around but couldn't see anything except the reflected 
image in the mirror looming there before her eyes. Ok God, hurry up! I can't 
stand it! Hurry! With one impulsive movement, the hotly aroused young wife 
suddenly ground her voluptuous buttocks back in an insane attempt to capture 
the dog's long heavy hardness in between her wildly clasping cuntal lips. 
Yeeeees! I want it! Oh God how I need that cock buried deep inside my belly! 
Oh how my cunt hungers for that wonderfully thick animal cock of his . . . 
yeeeeeeeeeeeeeees! She was almost wild with the magnificent desire to have 
that bestially probing hardness in the depths of her cum-hungry belly, his 
big beautiful brute penis ravaging her humanly craving cunt like wildfire - 
before she went entirely out of her fevered mind! 

"Oh God! Yes, fuck me with your cock, Sergeant! Ooooooooh! Fuck me good!" 

Larry couldn't believe the wildly animalistic shriek he had just heard 
pouring from the mouth of _is lovely young sister-in-law. His dazed mind 
required a few moments to truly comprehend what she had said. It was then 
that he fairly screamed, "Help him, Marge! Reach back under your tits and 
guide it in! Help him, for God's sake!" 

His fiery-minded young sister-in-law reached beneath her breasts and then 
back between her sensuously wide-splayed thighs, frantically grasping the 
long hot animal hardness to part her silken pussy-hair with its throbbing 
tip" guiding the heavily pulsing head to the hotly quivering mouth of her 
vagina so snugly nestled there between her velvety smooth thighs. Hardly had 
she reached that love-hole when the massive German shepherd humped 
forcefully forward, splitting her upturned vaginal passage open wider and, 
wider as he savagely fucked his thickly burgeoning animal-cock deep up into 
the heatedly squirming entranceway between her hungrily trembling thighs. 

"Aaaarrrrruuuuugh!" she cried from the very depths of her being. 
"Oooooowwwwww!" 

The insanely aroused young wife watched with mute fascination then in the 
long mirror of the wall as the burning hot shaft raced up into her with a 
wet, demonic charge of animal fierceness, embedding itself to the hilt in 
her wide-stretched cunt. She had never found herself so mesmerized, so 
completely rapt, by anything else in her whole life. Even her most erotic 
fantasies had never conjured up any sight so sublimely pleasurable, so 
incredibly exciting, and so erotically fantastic! No, this was better, much 
better than anything she had ever even imagined, she realized, as she felt 
her handsome animal-lover's sperm-bloated balls swinging rhythmically down 
to smack noisily against the back of her shamelessly -spread thighs. 

The big dog had been ready for this fucking long before his heavy, 
blood-engorged cock fucked up into her cunt. Almost immediately he began a 
savage pistoning, his thickly throbbing shaft slamming in and out of her 
wide stretched pussy ... with a mad body-jolting force. The sensitive animal 
had been watching Marge all day . . . watched her voluptuous tits bouncing 
provocatively as she played tennis. . . watched her tempting ass-cheeks 
swaying seductively as she walked through the house . . . watched the soft 
flesh of her young body as she sucked so hungrily on his handsome young 
master's thickly turgid cock. Wild, animal desire had been boiling in his 
blood for hours . . . and now, at last . . . at last that savage desire was 
going to be satisfied! 

"Oooooohhhhh!" the young wife moaned wide-eyed as her panting animal lover 
began a more savage, fiercely forceful fucking with deeper, harder lunges 
into her submissively kneeling body from behind. Her entire body shook now 
from every jarring thrust of his animal loins into her human ones as her 
lust-clouded eyes struggled to focus on his long tapered hardness plunging 
without shame and without mercy up into her tightly clasping little cunt. 
And now, driven nearly insane by her own burning desire, the abandoned young 
wife began to grind her body backwards rhythmically to meet his every 
powerful, breath-taking stroke! Unparalleled sensations of sublime 
wickedness saturated her lust-fogged brain and swept through her wildly 
undulating body with a fury that seemed only to propel Sergeant's huge body 
to fuck her with even more forceful cunt-splitting strokes, slapping his 
hairy underbelly with a lewd fleshy sound against her wantonly grinding 
ass-cheeks! The delirious agony of his fiercely invading cock was like 
nothing the young wife had ever experienced before and she reveled in the 
wildly shimmering pleasure as he plunged his long, thick hardness into the 
hotly clasping sanctuary of her thoroughly stuffed young cunt! With 
screeching cries of pleasure, she continued her erotic undulations back 
towards the dog, deliberately grinding her desire tightened cunt walls back 
up over the entire fire-filled length of his rock-hard animal cock. 

"Aaaaaauuuuugh!" Wave after wave of joyful cries gushed from her throat as 
the merciless fucking continued. "Aaaaauuuugh! Oooohhh! Yeeeeees! Fuck me... 
fuck my cunt . . . you b-big . . . b-beautiful . . . beast! God, give me . . 
. give me that . . . wonderful . . . cock! G-give it all... to me! More! 
Yeeees! More... harder . . . faster . . . give me all of it . . . ram that 
thing into me . . . like you mean it! Aaaaarrrruuuugh!" the writhing, 
thrashing young wife cried out with an animalistic wail while her amazed 
young brother-in-law looked on from beneath in near lust-blinded torture. 

He had not forgotten the blood-pressured pain in his cock although it 
appeared that his deliriously excited young sister-in-law had clearly 
forgotten it in the mad rage of her animal-like ecstasy. He gaped with 
unbelieving eyes at the lewdly inciting spectacle reflected in the mirror' 
and his trembling hand once more clutched at his perpetually towering penis 
that shot up from his groin. In frantic desperation and mind-grueling pain, 
he had once more begun to stroke the massively turgid rod, hoping that he 
could soon find the blessed release of climaxing orgasm. Still, his eyes 
were locked like magnets on the salacious spectacle reflected in that 
enormous mirror, on Sarge's huge scarlet penis fucking like a goddamned 
piston into his sister-in-law's crazily nibbling little cunt, his 
cum-bloated dog balls swinging pendulously down beneath the wetly drenched 
curls of her nakedly grinding pussy hair. 

It was just as the poor teenager thought he would go crazy when his 
sister-in-law's voice invaded his consciousness. "Oh, Larry. . . I'm . . . 
sorry! I just... f-forgot all a-about you . . . didn't cum, I was so . . . 
busy w-with this marvelous c-cock . . . fucking into me . . . Oh, I'm . . . 
s-so sorry!" Marge stammered as best she could under the intense erotically 
stimulating pleasure that was shaking the very foundations of her soul. Now 
her eyes focused once more on the turgidly throbbing shaft of boy-cock that 
jutted up to temptingly from the teenager's loins while his hot young hand 
still grasped and stroked it wildly. Again she slipped her wetly ovaled lips 
down over the blunt, blood-engorged cock-head, swirling her little pink 
tongue teasingly as her hot clasping mouth locked around it with a softly 
fluid pressure. Larry gasped at the warm sensation now flooding his wildly 
pulsing prick as she brushed his clutching hand aside and then smoothed her 
own down the granite-hard length to the velvety flesh at its base, and then 
below to- seductively cup his young cum-inflated testicles lovingly. 

Larry had no other choice or impulse but to begin an urgent upward thrusting 
with his nakedly provoked hips, sliding his lust pounding hardness in and 
out of her wetly compressed lips with a soft wet, sluicing sound as he held 
her passion-flushed face tightly between his hands. And it wasn't long 
before the excruciatingly aroused young wife began to suck voraciously, as 
if she had been hungering for just this cock for a thousand years! The 
teenager stared, captivated and fascinated by the puffing and hallowing of 
her satiny-skinned young cheeks while his ever-swollen cock fucked in and 
out of her warm, wetly willing mouth, her beautiful copper-colored head 
picking up at his frantic tempo to flail up and down on his hotly throbbing 
shaft with a mind-blowing rhythm. He saw her whole body shiver with a 
lust-crazed excitement as it was jolted madly from behind by Sergeant's long 
animal-cock fucking savagely into her at the same time! 

"Aaaarrruuugh!" the young teenager cried as his loins pounded upwards at the 
cock sucking face of his voluptuous young sister-in-law. For her part, 
Marge, was going wild with raptures of erotically ecstatic joy that seemed 
to overflow cum from her already overflowing cunt. Being fucked by two cocks 
at once - and one of them a dog-cock! - was the most mind shattering 
experience of her young life. The lust-provoking thought that both her 
teenage brother-in-law and his massive German shepherd were getting ready to 
spew their simmering white cum into either end of her nakedly thrashing 
young body where it would finally puddle in her in a belly-filling pool had 
driven her to even more insane, intense heights of erotic ecstasy. With a 
lust-driven abandon, she fucked her madly rotating ass-cheeks back against 
the heavily driving loins of the panting dog, her smooth inner thighs teased 
almost beyond endurance by the dribbling wet rivulets of liquid passion. 
Then, as the tempest in her desire inflamed pussy told her that she was 
poised precariously on the very brink of exploding a mind-wrenching orgasm, 
her husband's little brother cried out beneath her! 

"Oooohhh! Aaaauuuuuugh!" the lustfully heaving young teenager cried again. 
This time it was going to happen! This time his hotly pulsing young cock was 
going to explode and shoot the bubbling inferno of his scalding hot cum deep 
up into the depths of her madly sucking mouth! She was going to suck the cum 
right out of his hot churning young balls this time - there could be no 
stopping her now! The reflected image of his dog's long slithering hard cock 
rampaging into her hotly clasping cunt from behind was forcing her greedily 
sucking mouth even farther down onto his precariously hardened cock until he 
couldn't understand her not choking on it! The lust-swollen tip of his 
thickly elongated cock was reaching practically back to her tonsils, his 
wiry pubic hair touching her pert little nose every time she plunged her 
voraciously hungry mouth down onto its throbbing length! 

The teenager stared wide-eyed into their reflected images in the mirror, his 
lust propelled to even greater intensity by the provocatively exciting 
spectacle of their double-fucking into either end of this gorgeous young 
woman. Her ovaled red lips were locked so tightly around the almost full 
length of his long hot hardness and she was sucking with an incredible 
appetite now! 

"Aaaaauuuugh!" the youth cried as blinding surges of molten hot heat churned 
in the base of his lust-bloated balls while he watched her lust-contorted 
face drawing ravenously on the wetly glistening pole of his long hot 
hardness. Larry "arched his hips upwards sending his wildly pulsing young 
cock even further up into the warm moist heat of her rapaciously sucking 
mouth and he couldn't believe that something this incredibly wonderful was 
really happening to him! He saw with rapt fascination the pink ridges 
pulling out from her hungry mouth, clinging greedily to it as she pumped her 
flaming head up and down on his cock in a furiously frantic, spellbinding 
rhythm while, at the same time, rotating and thrashing her slavishly 
churning ass-cheeks back at the madly pumping German shepherd with a 
mindless frenzy of erotically sublime passion. 

Suddenly, the wildly working young teenage boy felt that familiar hot 
burning in his balls and he screamed, "I'm . . . cuuuuuming! Suck! Harder! 
Oooooowwwwww! I'm ... cuuuuuuummmmmming! 

But his cry was completely unnecessary! Marge had enough experience to know 
what the rhythmic little jerking of his throbbing erect penis meant and was 
ready, divinely ready, the very minute his viciously oscillating young cock 
began to explode with its full load of raging jet-like streams of pungently 
thick sperm! It flooded into her wildly sucking mouth and throat, making her 
cheeks puff out and contract in with her greedy swallowing as she swallowed 
it down into her hungering belly in long, hot gulps. Fastening her ruby red 
lips ever more tightly around his wildly spewing young cock, she sucked and 
sucked as if starving for every last drop of his precious life-giving fluid 
as his virile young balls continued to empty their hot, white cum far up 
into her mouth and throat. Meanwhile, his strong young hands clutched 
tightly at her head, pulling her lovely, lust in flushed face harder down 
onto his wildly ejaculating young penis! 

It felt like wildfire exploding in her mouth. God, it had been so long since 
she had tasted the bittersweet deliciousness of a male's slickly pouring cum 
splashing furiously down her hungry throat! Her taste buds felt like they 
were on fire and triggered her own breath-taking orgasm! Her body jerking 
and thrashing convulsively, she managed to thrust her quivering ass-cheeks 
back harder at her passionately panting German shepherd lover, madly craving 
the full hot length of his expanding dog-cock charging like a piston gone 
crazy up into her raging, ravished young cunt! 

The rapturous seizure captured every single nerve and muscle in her madly 
straining body from the depths of her spasming loins through the back of her 
tormented brain, flooding her very erotic soul with the rapture of delirious 
delight! 

It was like heaven, sucking and gulping eagerly at the fast softening 
teenage cock beneath her, while her voraciously greedy cunt clenched 
demonically and then opened like a flower between her shamelessly 
wide-splayed thighs to take in the full hot throbbing length of plundering 
dog-cock! 

It was then that she felt the dog behind her begin to pump and hump at an 
ever increasing tempo, faster and faster as he began at last to fire his 
unending animal-sperm far up into the darkly mysterious folds of her 
greedily absorbing little belly. Again, the young wife could feel a climax 
of erotic ecstasy sweep convulsively through her nakedly thrashing body as 
she wailed and clawed and cried as she mindlessly slammed her naked 
ass-cheeks back into Sergeant's furiously exploding dog-cock! 

When it was all over, when they all three lay panting on the shag rug of the 
living room floor, the lust-satiated young wife turned to the still 
passion-flushed face of her young brother-in-law. Her mind was full of love 
and glory and passion but the words to describe her bliss couldn't be 
summoned from her still lust-fogged young mind. It had all been much too 
fabulously exciting and thrillingly pleasurable for mere words! 

And the three of us have a whole week together before Tony gets back! 

Chapter Eight 

Marge Pierson sat the next morning hunched over a steaming cup of hot 
coffee, her eyes fixed on the glossy picture of the voluptuously naked young 
blonde which she had discovered the night before in her husband's suit 
pocket. Beside her lay a crumpled note: "Gone to play tennis. Be back later 
this afternoon. Have left Sarge home for you. Larry." Well, that's just as 
well. I need to be alone this morning, to sort out my thoughts... and decide 
what I'm going to do. I wonder what sort of girl she is, anyway? Probably 
just a two-bit slut! 

The curvaceous young wife had decided upon a grim plan the night before, but 
didn't know whether or not she could summon up the courage to carry it out. 
On the one hand, she knew, she couldn't ignore the obvious implication of 
the inscription on the back of that picture. And she knew she ought to do 
something about it. She loved her husband too much to simply sit by while he 
spent his nights in a strange town with a strange woman while she, his legal 
and loving wife, sat at home growing more and more frustrated! Her better 
judgment told her to wait until Tony got back and to then confront him with 
his treachery. But her impatience told her she couldn't wait that long. 

Marge Pierson stood up, took a deep breath that caused her voluptuously 
ripened breasts to wag provocatively upon her chest, and then she dialed the 
telephone. A woman's voice answered. 

"Hello?" 

"Hello," Marge said, trying to control the tremor in her voice and the 
trembling in her hands. "I'm looking for Tony Pierson." 

"He's not here right now," the voice replied with a certain sexy huskiness. 
"But he'll be back later." Marge's heart dropped into her stomach. "Can I 
give him a message?" 

"I-is this his . . . answering service?" she replied, amazed by her own 
ingenuity. The answer to this question would surely tell the tale. 

"No. This is his fianc." 

The young wife gasped audibly and found herself unable to speak. No! No! He 
couldn't! It's impossible! No, it isn't true! She choked back a sob in her 
throat and struggled for words but could find none. Suddenly, the voice on 
the telephone began to sound suspicious. 

"Say . . . who is this, anyway? And what to you want?" 

"This is his wife. And I want to speak to Tony Pierson, my husband!" The 
words had flown out of Marge's mouth before she knew what she was saying. 
But, as she listened to the shocked gasp at the other end of the line, she 
was glad she had said them. Now she could tell that girl what she really 
wanted to tell her: leave my husband alone! 

"H-his wife? Is this some sort of a joke?" the choked voice asked. . 

"Yes, his wife," she replied with newfound determination. "And it's no joke. 
At least to me it isn't!" 

"Nor to me . . . why, the lying, scheming bastard!" the voice replied, 
growing hot with anger now. "Listen, lady, you and I have got a lot to talk 
about. You sit tight. I'm going to catch the first plane I can find." 

Before Marge could protest, the young woman in Denver had hung up. A 
face-to-face confrontation with her husband's illicit mistress was not 
exactly what she had bargained for when she had picked up the telephone. All 
she had wanted was for this "Annie" of the photograph to leave her husband 
alone . . . and now, now the abashed young wife was going to have to 
actually face this woman! She was actually going to come to California, to 
come to Marge's own home! No, she could never, never speak to that woman! 
Never would respectable Marge Pierson allow such a vile, seducing creature 
into the comfort of her living room! No, that was unspeakable! But 
inevitable. 

Annie Miller hung up the telephone with trembling hands. Her initial 
reaction to the words "his wife" was shocked disbelief. Not my Tony! He's 
not married! He CAN'T be married! Because WE'RE going to be married! He 
couldn't he wouldn't... do such a thing to me! The words reverberated around 
in her fevered mind like a siren's wail: his wife. . . his wife. . . his 
wife. . . his wife. . . 

But then that voice, filled with its grim determination, had convinced her. 
Yes, his wife. And it's no joke. At least to me it isn't! Those words 
triggered an abrupt change of attitude in young Annie Miller. Anger began to 
overwhelm her disbelief. The sickening part of it was that she really 
believed this woman and it was obvious that she loved her husband very much. 
But, damn it! So do I! I love the bastard too! 

With feverishly trembling fingers, Annie dialed her friend the Chief Steward 
of the airline and got herself a flight to Los Angeles. She might as well 
make some money if she was going! Of course, she didn't have much time! 
She'd have to hurry if she was going to make a noon flight. But that was OK 
- then she wouldn't have time to think too much. She wouldn't have time to 
reflect on the cruel and heartless deception of her lover, Tony Pierson, 
before she confronted his wife with her still undying love for him. 

Annie Miller quickly ran her brush through her long, flowing blonde hair, 
checked her neatly uniformed' appearance in the mirror, picked up her 
hastily packed overnight bag and flew out the door. I'm not even going to 
leave the bastard a note! Let him wonder where I am when he comes back from 
his sales meeting tonight! Let him suffer one-tenth as much as I am 
suffering right now! 

It was shortly before two o'clock when voluptuous Annie Miller rang the 
doorbell at 1984 Via Arroyo in Kingston, California. All during the flight 
out the restless anger gnawed at her belly and she almost spilled coffee on 
several unsuspecting businessmen. Now, she was ready to confront a foppish, 
unkempt housewife with ragged, disheveled hair. But the door opened to 
reveal a voluptuous, red-headed woman with lovely azure-blue eyes and a 
vivacious face clouded now by some inner torment. Momentarily, Annie studied 
the alluring young figure standing before her and then she spoke. 

"I'm Annie Miller," she said without smiling. 

Marge stared for a few brief moments at the neatly uniformed but nonetheless 
statuesque young beauty that stood so challengingly on her doorstep. Her own 
young mind had been wildly spinning since their earlier conversation, 
conjuring up all sorts of horrid and terrible images of Annie Miller. But 
now, somehow all of that faded away, melted into a pool of simple despair. 
An apprehensive, sinking sensation suddenly invaded her soft belly and her 
knees began to tremble as if they would collapse underneath her. 

"Listen, you don't look too good. Perhaps we'd better sit down somewhere," 
the blonde young stranger suggested. "That is, if it's OK for me to come 
in!" 

"Y -yes, y-yes, d-do come in . . . uh, Miss Miller," the young wife 
stammered, stepping backwards into the house. 

"Call me Annie - everyone else does," her visitor suggested as they sat on 
the couch, their eyes never leaving each other, constantly studying and 
evaluating the competition. 

"Uh . . . would you like some coffee?" 

"Yes, thanks, I'd love some. And then perhaps I'd better tell you a little 
bit about what's going on. But first, tell me how you found out about the 
bastard's treachery?" 

Marge visibly flinched when she heard her husband referred to as a 
"bastard". But, of course, he was! After making a pot of coffee and bringing 
it with two cups into the living room, she proceeded to explain about the 
glossy nude picture she had found in her husband's suit. 

"That bastard, I told him not to take that thing, but he insisted!" she 
groaned. 

And then Annie began to talk in earnest, in that same low, husky, sexy voice 
Marge had first heard over the telephone. Marge gasped several times, 
punctuating the horrid little story of lust and betrayal that Annie was 
revealing to her as delicately as she could and Marge wondered several times 
during the lengthy, detailed dissertation if all of this wasn't a just 
punishment for her own shameless betrayal of her marriage vows, if it all 
wasn't simple justice after the lust-invoked orgy of last night with Larry 
and Sergeant! It was then, when Annie had just completed her narration that 
Marge broke down and cried. 

For a time, Annie remained silent, listening to the pain and suffering in 
Marge's wracking sobs. Finally, she suggested that they share a drink and, 
directed to the bar by her weeping companion, poured two stiff shots of the 
best Scotch she could find. These they consumed with one long gulp and Annie 
refilled their glasses. Finally, the young wife's throat-tearing sobs 
subsided and she wiped her eyes, summoning all her courage and strength. 

Annie sensed the other's change in attitude and slowly began to feel a 
grudging respect for the distraught young wife. And that respect grew by 
leaps and bounds when she heard Marge's next remark. 

"Well, what are we going to do about this? We can't just let him get away 
with it, you know." 

"Well, here's the first problem," Annie declared, lighting a cigarette and 
offering one to her rival. "If I'm not mistaken, we're both crazy in love 
with the son of a bitch, right?" 

"Right," Marge proclaimed unequivocally. 

"And neither of us want to give him up, right?" 

"Absolutely." 

"Well then, perhaps the only solution is to share him!" 

"W -what?" 

Annie Miller laughed, a deep, throaty laugh and patted her rival on the 
shoulder comfortingly. "I didn't think you'd be too crazy about that idea 
right away! But we've got plenty of time to talk it over. And you might 
begin to get excited about it, believe me!" 

"B-but . . . share him?" Marge sputtered, her fingers trembling around her 
glass. The distraught young wife took another long gulp from the fiery hot 
liquid in her glass and stared in wide-eyed disbelief at her husband's 
mistress next to her. But she didn't have a chance to remark upon the idea 
any further because just then the front door burst open and Larry came in to 
join them. 

Larry had pulled his VW bus into the driveway, noticed with pleasure that 
Marge's car was there, and wondered for the ten-thousandth time whether he 
ought to have stayed out until mid-afternoon. Actually, he had gone only to 
spare his young sister-in-law's feelings, suspecting that she might, this 
morning, have some regrets about their rapturous orgy of sex the night 
before. He thought it would be easier for her, and perhaps for himself as 
well, if they postponed their confrontation until later in the day, But he 
had left Sergeant home... just in case! 

Now, sliding out of the bus, he was sure he had done the right thing. He, of 
course, was not in the least bit sorry for the amorous adventure they had 
shared the previous night and, in fact, was looking forward to the second 
chapter! But he reasoned it would be the better part of discretion to allow 
his voluptuous young sister-in-law some time to herself, to sort out her 
thoughts and emotions, to come to grips with the interminable depths of her 
own sexuality which she had probably just discovered last night! Yes, he had 
done the decent thing, he reassured himself as he walked with a happy gait 
towards the front door. 

The two small windows beside the front door were open and through them the 
happy young teenage boy heard the melodic sound of Marge's voice . . . and 
the voice of a strange woman! He paused, with his hand on the doorknob, and 
when he suddenly realized what they were saying, his young mouth and eyes 
flew open in abject disbelief! Why the bastard! I knew my brother was never 
any prize package. . . but this is incredible! The scheming creep has 
actually gone and promised to marry this other girl when he already has a 
wife right here! And a fabulously sexy wife at that! God damn him! If I 
could get my hands on him right now. . . 

Finally, the shocked youth gathered up his composure and walked through the 
front door. 

He nodded politely when introduced to "Miss Miller" - "Call me Annie" - and 
he looked at the newcomer appraisingly. Well, his brother had good taste 
even if he didn't have good sense. She was quite a looker all right, with 
those long, tapering legs and those sensuous thighs peeking out from beneath 
that mini skirted uniform. And those breasts! Jesus! They were at least as 
big and voluptuous as Marge's . . . maybe even a little bigger! Damn! I 
wonder if she's as hot in bed as Marge is? 

When Larry had come in, Sergeant scampered into the room from his resting 
place in the kitchen, wagging his tail excitedly, licking lovingly at his 
handsome young master's hand as it reached down to pet him. Annie studied 
them both, master and dog, and noted the physical similarities between Tony 
Pierson and his teenage brother. Yes, this was a very handsome lad . . . and 
a very handsome dog, too! She watched as the pet lovingly stroked his long 
tongue along Larry's strong young hand while the boy's chest muscles rippled 
evocatively as he reached down to play teasingly with his dog. 

Larry had effectively interrupted their intimate conversation and neither 
young woman wished to continue until they could retrieve their privacy. 
Larry could easily sense the tension in the air, knowing what he had 
interrupted, knowing too that they wouldn't resume the discussion of their 
dilemma until he had gone. But he hesitated, feeling a sudden wave of 
protective emotion towards Marge surging through his young body, and, 
instead, turned to his curvaceously appealing young sister-in-law and said, 
"Well, I guess since you have company you won't want to play tennis this 
afternoon with me . . ." 

"N-no, I don't think so, dear," Marge replied hesitantly. 

"Hey!" Annie interrupted. "Listen, I don't want to impose on you. I mean, if 
you had plans for this afternoon, please, go right ahead!" 

"N-no, it wouldn't be... right," the young wife protested, anxious to 
conclude their discussion. 

"Listen, I don't mind, I really don't," the svelte young blonde assured the 
tremulous young wife. "Besides, it would give me a chance to shower and 
change my clothes. So go on really." 

"Well. . . OK," Marge agreed hesitantly. "B-but ... you will be staying for 
dinner, won't you? I mean, you don't have to get right back to . . . to 
Denver . . . do you?" 

"No. . . I don't have to get right back to Denver," the young blonde woman 
replied with a slight sarcastic laugh in her voice. "I've got more important 
things to do right here, anyway." 

"P-perhaps you could even stay . . . for a few days?" the determined young 
wife suggested, wanting desperately to come to some conclusion of their 
horrid situation and feeling instinctively that theirs wasn't a problem that 
could be solved in any great hurry. 

"Sure. I don't know why not! Now, why don't you two run along and have a 
good game!" 

"Miss Miller," Larry asked politely, "do you mind if we leave Sarge here at 
home? He tends to chase the balls, you see." 

"No, I don't mind at all. He'll be very good company! " 

Chapter Nine 

Tony Pierson sat miserably over his martini while his business companions 
all around him seemed to be talking confused gibberish, his mind racing back 
and forth between his lovely young wife in California and his tantalizing 
alleged "fianc" here in Denver. He felt as if he would go instantly insane 
if he didn't come to some sort of decision. But what decision was possible? 
He loved the one and craved the other - and could not live happily without 
either one! As each minute passed, he found it more and more difficult to 
simply sit there in that smoke-filled bar listening to a bunch of nonsense 
that meant nothing to him whatsoever in his present dilemma! His whole 
goddamned sanity was at stake and these guys were sitting around talking 
about a batch of dumb sales reports and inventory statements! 

But . . . what in hell was he going to do about Annie and Marge? He had 
meant to confess to Annie the minute he had arrived and instead he had 
jumped right into her cunt, right down between those luscious little legs of 
hers and into the hot fiery liquid of her womanly heaven! And he knew that 
no matter how hard he tried, no matter what great plans he might have before 
he walked into that door again, the same damned thing would happen and he'd 
be hopelessly trapped once again! Damn it! He just couldn't keep his hands 
off of that delectable little body of hers - it was like a magnet drawing 
him irresistibly every time he saw her! 

And yet, he loved his wife Marge! He really did! Moreover, he simply 
couldn't picture living the rest of his life without her! So what choice did 
that leave him? He couldn't stay with Annie . . . and he couldn't live 
without her. Nor could he live without the sweet womanly allure of Marge! 

But he would have to give one of them up. Somehow. Some way. 

"Say, Tony, you don't look too well. Are you feeling all right?" Don 
Werner's voice interrupted Tony's reverie. Don was a large, wide-girthed 
fellow, a hardy joker and a heavy drinker who was always the life of the 
party. He was also Tony's boss. 

"Uh . . . no, I'm not really feeling very well at all," the young man 
replied in a vague, weary way, gulping down the remainder of his martini. "I 
feel pretty miserable, to tell you the truth." 

"Say, listen, sport," Don replied with a laughing, jovial voice, "I don't 
want you to suffer!" 

"Urn," the distraught young husband managed to murmur. 

"Why don't you just go on back home? 

We'll manage without you here!" 

"Well. . . I don't know, Mr. Werner. Maybe I should be here for - " 

"Nonsense," his boss interrupted. "We'll manage without you. Don't worry. Go 
on pack your bags and scamper on home_" 

Tony was relieved to discover that Annie was out when he arrived at the 
apartment. It would have been pretty difficult to explain why he was leaving 
so suddenly and so soon. Well, he'd leave her a note . . . then call her 
from the airport in Los Angeles . . . 

It was late afternoon when Tony Pierson picked up his bags and headed for a 
telephone booth at the Los Angeles airport. He let the phone ring for quite 
a long time. Damn her! Where could she be? Christ, she's been out all day, 
the little bitch! I wonder if she's found the note I left yet. 

Alone with her thoughts and confused emotions, Annie Miller poured herself a 
nice stiff drink. She needed one. All along, ever since this morning, she 
had imagined Marge to be a cold-hearted, slovenly little witch and instead 
she found the young woman to be delightful, beautiful, and a very 
intelligent little creature. She would now have to re-evaluate her thinking 
and a nice stiff drink would help her to do just that! 

But the drink only made her feel light-headed, since she hadn't eaten a 
thing all day, and she decided that the time had come to get out of her 
soiled airline uniform, take a nice refreshing shower, and perhaps relax for 
a little while until Marge and the boy came home. In fact, she went into the 
guest room and had gotten as far as taking off her clothes when suddenly she 
turned with a start. 

Had she imagined it? Or had that handsome dog, now taking a sudden step 
backwards from her voluptuously tempting naked body, just nudged his cold 
wet nose up against her inner thigh! 

"Whooa, big boy!" she laughed, watching the handsome creature staring up at 
her with what looked very much like a distinctly lecherous grin. Reaching 
down to stroke his enormous head, she continued, 

"What's going on, handsome? You're being a little forward, aren't you? I 
don't usually let guys do that to me until they've at least bought me 
dinner!" 

Yet the curvaceous young woman couldn't help but smile down at the massive 
animal whose large, limpid brown eyes focused on her with an uncanny 
intensity, and then she heard him whimper almost pleadingly. "Hey, what's 
your problem, lover?" she asked, patting his furry, head once more. Once 
again his cool nose brushed tantalizingly up against the creamy flesh of her 
sensitive inner thigh and this time she felt a strange shiver of desire 
sweeping through her nakedness. Damn, she thought, this will never do - not 
in the middle of the day like this and coming from a dog no less! Yes, what 
I need, she trembled, is a nice refreshing shower. 

With eyes keenly alert, Sergeant sat back on his haunches and studied the 
delectably enticing naked body of this new human female. Her distinct aroma 
of arousal had assaulted his nostrils the last time he had nudged his nose 
against the soft flesh of her thighs and now he could feel his own animal 
blood boiling through his own excited loins. The stirring sight of her 
brought to mind the wonderful adventure he had shared with that other lovely 
human female and he began to pant excitedly, quivering with lust-incited 
anticipation. Would she too share her hidden secret pleasure with him? 

The lust-panting dog followed the new female into the bathroom and it was 
when she bent down over the tub, when he saw the lushly exposed smoothness 
of her ripe rounded ass-cheeks shadowing that slender pink crevice between 
them that the sensuous excitement overwhelmed him and once more his 
chilling, damp nose began to explore upward along the warm flesh of her 
voluptuously tempting inner thigh . . . until he was actually sniffing the 
pungent aroma of her wetly simmering young pussy! 

The powerful dog whimpered once again, tantalized beyond endurance by the 
enticing, magnetic fragrance of her female juices and it was then that he 
heard her words softly floating onto the air. "Oh, big boy, that feels so 
good. Ummmmm, yes, so good!" And simultaneously, she was reaching down 
behind her back with a hand on either side and spreading her soft fleshy 
young thighs wider apart for him, thrusting her smooth, melon-shaped 
buttocks and hips slightly back to goad him on even more! 

"Ummmmm, yes, big boy, go ahead. Lick my pussy, you gorgeous young beast!" 
And Sergeant didn't disappoint her. Her knees felt weak and nearly buckled 
as his long pink dog-tongue lashed out like a flame-thrower grazing through 
the silky hair surrounding her softly quivering cuntal lips in a sweeping, 
fire-filled lick that seemed to tear through her entire naked body with a 
lustful, burning sensation. "Ummmmm, yes! Just like that, lover!" she urged 
him, her legs beginning to tremble uncontrollably, and then the voluptuously 
beautiful young blonde staggered out of the bathroom and fell back 
helplessly onto her back on the soft rug of the guest room floor, her thighs 
raised up and spread wide. 

The passion-provoked German shepherd moved immediately forward, thrusting 
his long face in between her widespread, welcoming legs, his mouth hanging 
open his rough-skinned tongue lashing out like a hungry serpent! Whimpering 
once more, he buried his nose in between her wantonly spread young thighs 
and sniffed once more at the pungently exciting aroma of her female arousal. 
"Go ahead, Sergeant. Yes, please!" she crooned as once again his long hungry 
tongue eagerly lunged forward into the - hair-fringed folds of her hotly 
sizzling young pussy. Lathing and licking at its sweet womanly flavor, the 
heatedly stirred young beast let his tongue do an insane dance of sensual 
delight there in the lushly pink folds of her eagerly flaring vaginal flesh! 

"God, yeeeeeeeeeesss!" he heard her moan with a salacious, wanton abandon in 
response to his majestically erotic tongue-lashings in the feverishly 
aroused, palpitating flesh of her sizzling young pussy. "Yeeeeeeess!" 

Marge had pleaded a headache, which was genuine, and left Larry to play 
tennis with one of her neighbors, whom they had met at the club. The boy had 
seemed worried about her and said he would take her home. But she refused 
his offer, wanting to be by herself for at least as long as it took to get 
home, and wanting even more to continue the interrupted discussion with 
Annie Miller. She simply couldn't continue, the young wife thought, any 
longer without coming to some resolution of their seemingly insoluble 
conflict. 

The young wife was surprised, upon opening the front door, not to be greeted 
by the tail-wagging, massive German shepherd. He's probably sunning himself 
out back, she thought, as she proceeded towards the bar to pour herself a 
much-needed drink. Yes, a drink would calm her nerves fortify her to face 
the ordeal that was inevitable with Annie Miller. 

It was just after she had hungrily gulped down her first drink that the 
young red-haired wife heard some strange noses coming from the guest room. 
Perhaps Annie was ill? No, it was somehow didn't sound like that. No, it 
sounded more like . . . no, it couldn't be! Who could Annie possibly be in 
there with, making such mewling, passionate noises? Tony? Had Tony arrived 
home early? No, that was impossible. He would have telephoned or something. 
So, if not Tony . . . oh my God! It's Sergeant! She's in there with 
Sergeant! 

Sure enough, when she crept on tip toes to the half-open door of the guest 
room, her suspicions were confirmed. Just outside the bathroom doorway lay 
Annie Miller, her mounting passion evident by the lewdly spread thighs open 
in salacious invitation to the lunging tongue of the panting German shepherd 
whose face lay buried deep up between her creamy smooth limbs. She could see 
the heatedly excited young dog slavishly licking in and out of the wetly 
glistening cuntal flesh of her husband's fianc and she could feel a tremor 
of arousal slowly spreading through her own eager loins. A slight gasp 
escaped from her throat as the disbelieving young wife watched their lewd 
spectacle, but both of them were much too far gone to notice her intrusion. 

Annie Miller was one molten, steaming, squirming ball of rampant desire as 
Sergeant's long wet tongue seared over her desire-tautened belly's quivering 
smooth flesh. Again and again his tongue deliciously teased her nakedly 
tremulous stomach and she could only gasp in rapturous delight until his 
tongue began working higher and higher, at last reaching the undersides of 
her shamelessly quivering and beautiful young breasts! His tongue felt like 
ravaging fire as it brushed hotly across her throbbing little nipples and 
she heard herself cry out, "Aaaaarrrruuuuugh! Ooooooouuuuuuuuwwwwwwwww!" 

The helplessly aroused young blonde raised her head to fix her lust-glazed 
eyes on the tantalizing beast as he slowly backed down between her welcoming 
parted legs and she consciously spread them wider in an even more lurid 
invitation to him, her breathing ragged and hot when at last he lowered his 
furry head closer to her wet simmering vaginal split! "Oh, yes, lover! Lick 
it again! Lick it good! Yes! Yes! Yes!" His hot animal breath taunted the 
silky ringlets of her pubic forest as he sniffed and nosed against her 
lushly pulsing cunt flesh and down along her lust-swollen, pinkly glowing 
pussy lips! "God, what are you waiting for, Sarge?" she exclaimed, bringing 
her legs up and out and back until her knees pressed hard into her ripe 
young breasts, taunting him with the fragrant aroma of the hotly sizzling 
little hole nestled so enticingly up there between her widespread thighs! 

Annie heard him whimper as she sensed the thrilling contact once more of his 
long, hotly searching tongue with her warmly pulsing vaginal lips. The naked 
young woman squirmed impulsively under its hotly licking heat, feeling it 
move tantalizingly downward between her lewdly upturned ass-cheeks. Her 
heart thundered in her heaving chest, her breasts seeming to dance there 
seductively, as she reveled in the sublime sensations caused by that fiery 
licking tongue wriggling now against her pinkly puckered little anal 
opening! 

She could do nothing but gasp, although she wanted to cry out. Much as the 
wide-eyed young wife who was watching them wanted to cry out. The lurid 
tableau was fast becoming more than Marge could take as she stood, leaning 
against the door-frame for support, watching with excited fascination as 
Sergeant's hotly flicking tongue invaded the moist, petal-like lips of Annie 
Miller's nakedly spread young cunt! Thrills of obscenely growing desire 
filled her warmly seething pussy beneath her panties as she saw Sarge's 
tongue tip teasing at Annie's vulnerable little vaginal mouth, burning a 
path of vibrant flames through her moistly smoldering cuntal slit! A wild 
passion suddenly ignited in her brain as she watched the massive brute lick 
upward along the pinkly glistening crevice while Annie simply writhed and 
groaned helplessly around on the rug beneath him. Time and time again the 
dog's long, saliva-drenched tongue licked with merciless greed through her 
wide-split pussy flesh, suddenly curling hotly up into the thin, vertical 
mouth of her openly flaring cunt, causing a visible ripple of sublime 
pleasure to crash through Annie's nakedly trembling young body. 

Marge could stand it no more! With an unearthly scream, she began to tear 
like a wild woman at her clothing. It was just at that moment that she heard 
Annie's own bloodcurdling scream and she could see the convulsive tremor of 
orgasm sweeping through the young blonde's nakedly thrashing body as the 
lavishly licking dog continued his erotic foraging of her insanely spasming 
young cunt. It was like a cataclysmic force wracking - her entire body, 
exploding deep within her hungrily straining loins and surging on, out 
through every nerve-ending of her violently cumming young body. Annie was 
too intent on her own bliss to notice Marge creeping up on the floor beside 
her, her naked body trembling with uncontrollable desire, her eyes wide open 
in lust-glazed fascination, her little pink tongue playing wickedly over her 
lust-moistened lips. . . 

Tony Pierson stepped cautiously through his own front door, edging his head 
around the open door to see if his young wife was anywhere to be seen. He 
knew she was home because he had seen her car in the driveway. But perhaps 
she was out back . . . or taking a nap . . . or out in the laundry-room, he 
thought to himself hopefully. Then I can have a drink before I see her. God 
knows I need one! It's been a very long day and a very difficult one at 
that, after an even longer night of intensive, mind-shattering lovemaking 
with the mesmerizing Annie Miller. 

Like his wife before him, the young husband stood by the bar clinking the 
ice in his glass and taking long gulps from his gin-and tonic. God, it 
tasted good! So cool and refreshing to his tortured young mind! Thankfully, 
the drink seemed to go right to his head. Of course, he had enjoyed a couple 
of drinks on the plane to give him a little glow before he ever walked 
through the door at home! But now, at last, he could feel all his tensions 
slowly dissolving away under the beneficial influence of the intoxicating 
liquor. Yes, that was just exactly what he needed! 

Suddenly, the young husband started. Strange noises began to invade his 
consciousness . . . very strange noises indeed! At first he thought it was 
simply his over-excited imagination, the effect of too much booze that day. 
But, as he stood immobile, his ears and mind straining to concentrate on 
those muted, moaning sounds, he realized that those erotic noises were not a 
product of his imagination! No, they were real all right and coming from the 
guest bedroom. Who the hell could be in there? 

He found out soon enough. 

"Jesus Christ!" he panted after having reached the doorway of the guest 
room: Impossible! It couldn't be happening, Tony's whirling mind tried to 
lie to him. There was his brother's German shepherd, his long scarlet cock 
buried to its hilt in the frantically sucking mouth of Annie Miller! And he 
was frantically fucking that huge scarlet thing right down to the back of 
her throat, humping with a frenetic tempo as if he was just about to spurt 
his animal cum right up into her voraciously suctioning young mouth! And 
Christ, as if that weren't bad enough, his own wife lay nakedly beside them, 
thrashing her body around with an obscene gusto, her little hand between 
Annie's gorgeously spread ass-cheeks, and was probing with her extended 
middle finger up into Annie's tightly clenching little ass-hole! Mesmerized, 
he watched the thin, imitation little cock wriggle and worm eagerly up into 
the warmly receptive depths of Annie's pinkly puckered anal opening! Where 
in the hell had his innocent young wife learned a trick like that! 

Annie moaned out then, groaning with a feverish intensity around the 
lust-crazed animal's massively turgid hardness, and he saw the animal lunge 
with one last final effort so that his invading cock slammed mercilessly up 
against the back of her throat . . . and then the distraught young husband 
saw the animal's body jerk convulsively and he knew that the brute was 
shooting his hot savage cum straight down into her hungrily swallowing young 
throat! And suddenly he realized that his own cock had been aroused to 
painful thickness inside his trousers, aroused by the carnally wanton sight 
so shamelessly displayed before his disbelieving eyes! 

Annie's mindless rapture from the thickly pungent animal cum and Margie's 
finger worming salaciously around deep up inside her rectum had triggered 
her own orgasm, its climaxing thrills exploding through her nakedly 
trembling body like a hurricane, lifting her right up off the soft shag 
carpet of the bedroom floor in a rapturous spasm of unrestrained bliss. It 
wasn't until the tremors in her ravaged body began to subside that Marge 
slowly withdrew her ass-fucking finger from Annie's still tightly clinging 
little rectal passage. 

And it was then that both women noticed the man hulking in the doorway. They 
rolled away from each other and from the panting, lust-satisfied German 
shepherd, exchanged a knowing glance, and then both women stared at Tony 
Pierson challengingly, as if to say, "Well, what are you going to do about 
it? We're proud of what we've done and don't give a damn what you think 
about it!" 

"What in the hell is going on here?" Tony finally managed to stammer, his 
legs trembling, his cock bulging hotly against his confining trousers. 

"Oh come now," Annie said with a trace of cynical humor in her voice, "don't 
let us hear the pot calling the kettle black!" 

"Just what do you mean by that?" he snapped angrily. 

"All I mean is that after the corrupt deception of Tony Pierson, what we've 
done here is mere child's play!" Annie triumphantly exclaimed. 

"Oh . . . shit!" Tony groaned helplessly, realizing that there was no reason 
for these two women to be merciful or kind towards him and knowing too that 
they meant to have their revenge on his scheming fraud. 

"Don't worry . . . I've convinced Annie not to sue you for breach of promise 
or anything like that . . . if you'll do as we say!" his wife proclaimed 
like a conquering hero. What the hell did she have in mind? What was that 
evil little twinkle in her eye? It was so unlike her . . . but then, she had 
ample reason to hate him, to treat him as badly as he had treated her. 

"Come on, lover, " his wife's sweet, melodious voice asked, "you can take 
your clothes off and join the party. Perhaps we can dream up some... well . 
. . some . . . pleasurable revenge . . . don't you think so, Annie?" 

"Ummmmm! Yes, indeed I do agree!" 

Tony Pierson gulped. He knew he was completely at their mercy but he 
couldn't imagine that the pleasure they had mentioned was intended for him. 
No, they were out to satisfy their own lewd and carnal desires at his 
expense . . . but what would they make him do? One by one the women 
approached him, first his fiance Annie and then his lovely wife Marge, sly, 
almost evil grins on their passion-flushed faces, until at last they stood 
naked on either side of him. 

"Now ... wait a minute," he stammered but it was too late. 

Tony couldn't help lurching and grunting as he felt Annie's hand grasp hold 
of his thick hardened cock after she had removed his trousers while Marge 
was removing his jacket and shirt. Gaping down in wild disbelief, he saw his 
voluptuous naked young wife stroking his cock now, drawing its foreskin back 
and forth to reveal the moist, blood-swollen head beneath. And then, she 
turned it over to her partner in passion as she sank down to her knees, 
fingering his strong young thighs with her small, tender hands, her eyes 
gleaming and her lush young lips hungrily parting. And then, reaching up 
once more to retrieve her treasure, she aimed the tip of her little pink 
tongue at the tiny drop of his seeping seminal fluid and a wild, 
unrestrained excitement swept through her husband's naked young body, his 
trembling legs suddenly feeling like overcooked spaghetti! 

The young husband watched in rapt disbelief - God, how long had it been 
since she'd done that? As his naked kneeling young wife opened her lovely 
sensuous lips and licked them seductively, her tiny tongue flicking out once 
more to swipe provocatively at the whitely oozing bubble as she stroked its 
full length to provide more of the lust-inciting juices for her ravenous 
little tongue to lick. 

"Mmmmmmm . . . tastes so good!" she crooned, looking up at him. "Ummmm, yes, 
so good!" 

Marge curled her anxious fingers around his lustful stiffened cock while 
Annie crawled around behind and lowered to her knees. Tony looked at his 
voluptuous young fianc, afraid of what he might see, and asked with a 
choking sob in his voice, "Hey. . . Annie . . . what the hell are you -" 

"I'm going to tongue your cheating' balls while your wife sucks on your 
cheating' cock, lover. Ummmm, and I can't wait to start!" she nearly 
shouted, gloating at the almost panic stricken expression on his face. "Now 
stand with your feet apart." 

Suddenly, as he complied; Tony whipped his head around. A new sensation had 
invaded his consciousness. Looking down, he saw his naked eager young wife's 
lust-ovaled lips closing hotly around the hardness of his pulsating cock 
head, her tight clasping lips encircling it ever more voraciously while from 
behind, her face pressed up between them, the naked airline stewardess was 
not only tongue lashing his fire-filled balls, but every so often he sensed 
her beautiful young lips opening wide to heatedly suck first one then the 
other sperm-filled testicle into the warm moist cavern of her heatedly 
working mouth. 

It was almost more than the young husband could bear. He felt the fire 
raging in his blood, the swell of demonic desire boiling through every cell 
of his naked body. From the beginning he had uncontrollably thrust his 
narrow hips forward, fucking his long thick hardness in and out of his 
wife's wetly ovaled lips with a wet little sucking sound. It was unerringly 
guided by her hand grasping at its base while he clutched her 
passion-flushed face between his own powerful hands. Her cheeks hollowed and 
puffed beneath his hands as the burning rigidity of his hotly throbbing cock 
fucked in and out of her rapaciously sucking mouth and he wished he could 
see the voluptuousness of her rhythmically dancing young breasts but her 
long coppery hair hid them from his lecherous view. And, likewise, the 
straining, nakedly thrusting young husband could only visualize in his mind 
the lust-flushed face of Annie Miller as she lovingly tongued his 
cum-swollen balls up between his spread thighs. 

Tony felt as though his seductive young wife was trying to suck the very 
life out of him as she vehemently mouthed and - pulled at his 
ever-hardening, ever-growing, ever-plunging penis, wanting the flooding 
gushes of his scalding white love-juices spurting wildly down her hungry 
young throat. But, as intense as he_ carnal passion was, the passion to 
torment him was even stronger. He deserved it, the bastard, and the way he 
had cheated on her behind his back! Lustfully, he fucked again and again 
into her mouth, his hot spongy cock-head driving deeper and deeper back 
toward her yearning throat as he grunted and thrust and clutched at her face 
with a mad, mind-blowing passion. Now, now that she had him right where she 
wanted him. .. 

Marge pulled her hungrily clasping lips off his frantically throbbing cock, 
even though she felt her own orgasm dangerously close to overwhelming her 
own nakedly working body. Her pussy was seething with an insatiable desire 
to be fucked, but she pulled away and raised her face, smiling lewdly, to 
her husband. 

"Feels good, doesn't it, lover;" she teased, the fire of her orgasm nearly 
bursting through her crimson-flushed flesh while her loins and limbs 
trembled beneath her. 

"Jesus . . . don't . . . stop . . . now," the aroused young man stammered. 

"Not stop? Oh, but darling, I must!" she teased, laughing, leaning back away 
from his madly jerking cock. "After all, once you cum you'll be useless. And 
Annie hasn't had her fun yet! Nor, for that matter, have I!" 

"Yes, of course you are absolutely right, my dear, " Annie concurred, 
leaning over to kiss Marge full on the lips. Her delicate hand then smoothed 
up along Tony's wife's naked belly to finally cup and tenderly caress the 
swollen mounds of her tantalizing breasts, whose tiny nipples seemed to leap 
out to her touch. 

"Holy . . . shit! What . . ?" Tony murmured with a distinct choke in his 
voice. His cock jerked and arched achingly as Marge simply purred and Annie 
continued to seductively fondle her resiliently firm breasts, their tiny 
tongues locked in mock battle between their wetly kissing lips! What in hell 
were they doing now? Were they trying to drive away what little sanity he 
had left? This was too much, much too much and .the perplexed young husband 
started to back away. 

"Not so fast, lover," he heard Annie's voice pulling him back. "You're not 
going anywhere - we're not nearly finished with you yet!" 

Marge then heard Sergeant begin to whimper, but her thoughts and efforts 
were too much concentrated on the lovely naked body of Annie Miller and the 
desire-driven body of her naked young husband. But the German shepherd gazed 
at them with unalarmed and rapt interest, his eyes locking on the 
voluptuously sculpted curves of both female humans and on the masculine 
contours of the man. He found their erotic labors fascinating, like nothing 
he had ever seen before, and he could feel the beginnings of that familiar 
blood-boiling desire crawling through his animal loins as his sensitive 
nostrils caught the unmistakable female fragrance of their pungent arousal. 
He watched them all clambering about until at last they were all on the 
enormous king-sized double bed and he decided to join them. Not that they 
seemed to take any notice of him. . . 

Suddenly, the young dog's ears perked up. A noise. . . from the living room. 
. . then he settled back, peacefully, realizing that the noise was not a 
menace but was instead his young master. The teenager, of course, had seen 
his older brother's suitcases near the bar almost as soon as he had walked 
into the house. And he wasn't pleased. Just when he thought he would have at 
least one. . . if not both of those women. . . all to himself... Tony 
Pierson has to come barging in to spoil everything! But before his 
disappointment could capture too much of his imagination, the teenager 
detected loud voices mixed with some feminine laughter, drawing the youth 
like a magnet to the door of the guest bedroom. 

He saw Annie roll over onto her back on the enormous bed, her long white 
legs open wide before his kneeling, lust-driven brother's wife beside her. 
Christ - they were naked! All of them, naked together on that bed! His 
brother Tony sat cross-legged on the other side of his young wife, lustfully 
watching and grasping his torturously throbbing cock. Then the stunned youth 
saw Annie reach down between her white fleshy thighs with her hands to pull 
apart the blonde, curl-fringed lips of her vagina and luridly display her 
wetly glistening cuntal split to the aroused Marge. "Looks like honey, 
doesn't it? Have you ever tasted sweet pussy before?" 

Marge was carried far away on an erotic euphoria and could only shake her 
head in response. As if her hands had a life of their own, they snaked out 
to temptingly touch the soft inner thigh flesh and explored upwards until at 
last they discovered and began to play within the wetly heated pussy-flesh 
which the airline stewardess had lusciously invited her to enjoy. 

"Ummmm, yes," Annie squealed. "And now lick it! Lick my cunt! Oh how I want 
to feel your tongue on my hot pussy lips!" 

Still no one had taken notice of the open-mouthed teenager standing in the 
door way, nor had they noticed his hulking German shepherd silently sprawled 
at the foot of the bed. Suddenly, the boy saw his sister-in-law's face 
nuzzling in Annie's blonde-fringed vaginal folds and erotic mumblings and 
moans escaped from her throat as her tongue ravenously explored the newly 
discovered, wetly glistening territory. He saw, too, that Annie's hand. was 
doing some exploring of its own, over his sister-in-law's tempting rounded 
buttocks and in between the ripe curved mounds, to prod at her pink puckered 
little anal opening ... and Tony! Look at him on his knees! His cock was 
aiming straight for that little vulnerable asshole! 

Larry inched forward . . . he didn't want to miss one instant of this 
maddeningly provocative sight! Damn! Look at that! Now Annie was twisting 
her body around so that she was upside down under Marge and was sucking on 
Marge's wet throbbing cuntal folds just as Marge was licking at hers! He saw 
Marge jerk as Annie's expert tongue flicked tantalizingly at the hardened 
little bud of her passion-throbbing clitoris and then Marge tried to imitate 
Annie's deliriously pleasurable little stunt! God, nobody would ever believe 
him! Everyone would think he was crazy if he told them that his 
sister-in-law was sucking on her husband's mistress, licking her naked cunt 
like crazy, while the mistress was licking hers! And that his own brother 
was about to fuck his own wife in the ass! Jesus Christ! 

Larry felt his own cock grow achingly stiff and considerably longer as he 
watched his brother slip one arm over Annie to greedily grasp one of her 
lushly inviting young breasts and begin to knead and massage and fondle the 
resiliently tempting mound as he lustfully pressed his eagerly throbbing 
penis in tighter between his wife's nakedly upraised ass-cheeks. Suddenly, 
Larry could stand it no longer. He didn't care if they saw him or heard him 
he had to find some release for his own agonizingly hardened young cock. 
Madly, he began ripping the clothes from his virile young 'body and grasped 
his own painfully throbbing hardness and then gasped with a throaty sigh of 
relief as his hand closed tightly around it. 

Holding Tony's long, hot hardness between her small hands, Annie pried open 
with the other the melon-shaped cheeks of his wife's ass to partially 
stretch the puckered little rectal entranceway for the approaching onslaught 
of his heavily throbbing cock. In response, Marge began to wriggle and sway 
her voluptuous hips urgently as she felt the first pressing contact of the 
blood-engorged tip against her tiny expanding rectum. And then, the blunt, 
bulbous head began slowly worming its way up inside ... Tony flicked his 
hips forward ... his hands grasped the soft, whitely resilient mounds of her 
ass and held them tight ... he continued to thrust forward as Marge grunted 
bravely below ... and then, at last, the entire length of his rigidly 
pulsing pole was fucked up into her tightly resisting anus as far as it 
could go! 

"Oooooouuuuuwwwwww!" his wife groaned aloud, then in wild ecstasy from his 
unnatural impalement. And then, she let herself go to the full flood of 
erotic sensations as Annie's voraciously waiting mouth sucked greedily at 
the hotly aroused lips of- her sizzling young cunt from below and she, 
Marge, returned the favor, lashing out with her own fiery tongue, burying it 
deep down in the profusely seeping channel of Annie's hotly engulfing little 
cunt. Annie, too, gave herself entirely to the sublime passions racing hotly 
through her boiling blood, her nose sometimes brushed against Tony's 
heavy-veined cock-shaft that was now fucking with a slow, rhythmic tempo in 
and out of her grotesquely stretched anal opening of his naked mewing, 
moaning young wife! Ah, it was too marvelous, more vividly exciting than her 
most colorful sexual fantasies! The mere watching of his lust propelled 
young penis wetly slithering in and out of those thinly stretched little 
rectal lips was enough to drive her absolutely mad! Greedily she squirmed 
her own desire-drenched cunt lips into Marge's hungrily working mouth, 
ravenous for all the pleasure she could find! 

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, Marge noticed Larry who was slowly 
inching forward towards the lovemaking trio and in her rapture she smiled, 
"Larry! You've come back! And look at your cock!" 

"W -what. . . the hell . . . 1" Ted choked, watching his brother slowly 
crawl up onto the bed, the boy's eyes still fixed on Marge's twin ravaged 
genitals. 

. 

"Move 

over, 

big 

brother," 

the 

boy commanded. "You're not -going to leave me out of this!" 

"Ummmmm, another lovely big cock!" Annie murmured catching sight for the 
first time of the eighteen year old's massively turgid instrument pounding 
with blood and eager for action. "And oh God is my cunt ever ready for one!" 

Sergeant, stretched out at the end of the bed, merely watched with wide-eyed 
interest at this newest development in an already pleasure packed affair. He 
watched attentively as his young naked master crawled up between Annie's 
widespread thighs and watched then as the lovely young woman gently pushed 
the other woman's head out of the way and guided his rigidly palpitating 
young cock up into the tiny, lust-moistened hole between her wide-stretched 
legs. Sergeant's own blood began to boil at the lusciously appealing sight. 
of her pinkly throbbing little love-mouth and he heard her cry out joyfully 
as the thickly hardened pole of Larry's boy-cock fucked deep up into her 
warm, eagerly clasping cunt. Oh God, what tormenting joy, Annie moaned! What 
a luxurious, lust-packed experience to enjoy the powerful fucking of the 
young boy's virile throbbing cock in her hungrily sizzling cunt while at the 
same time she could lick the warmly flowing love-juices from Marge's hotly 
quivering vagina! The eager youth clung to her tremulously quavering 
breasts, kneading and pinching their tiny ruby crests, while at the same 
time, the wetly flaming flesh of her greedily nibbling pussy sucked in all 
of his cock deep up inside. And, at the same time, his own brother's thick 
shaft of cock flesh fucked demonically in and out of his nakedly kneeling 
wife's widely stretched anal opening while her cunt was being voraciously 
sucked by Annie Miller from below! 

Suddenly, Marge's widespread salaciously grinding loins began to shudder and 
spasm and they all knew it was coming. Hungrily, the airline stewardess 
glued her wetly sucking lips to the other's frantically spasming cuntal 
mouth, licking wildly while Marge's orgasm gushed out its hotly tingling 
juices all over Annie's rapaciously licking tongue! 

And then Annie heard her boy-lover's groaning cry, "I'm cuuuuuummmmmming!" 
And Tony's body too began to spasm and jerk and convulse wildly around, his 
madly jerking cock buried deep up inside Marge's tightly clinging rectal 
walls. They both heard Marge cry out, "Yeeeees! Cuuummming! Oh, fuck harder! 
Fuck it! Aaaaaarrrrrruuuuuugh!" 

It was that lust-abandoned cry that set off Annie's own precariously pending 
orgasm, the shivers of spasming desire sweeping through her entire naked 
body like wildfire. Between the love-sweet juices of Marge Pierson's 
fife-filled cunt and the lust-propelled fucking -- of the teenager's 
beautifully hardened shaft, the young woman had been teetering on the edge 
of this dynamic explosion for quite some time. 

Then it was Larry's turn. "Oooooohhhh! Gooooodddddd! I'm... cuuummmmmming! 
Cummmmmmming! Aaaaauuuugh!" he cried out as he fucked with all the fury of 
his youthful fierceness up between the hotly gushing lips of Annie's wildly 
cumming cunt, feeling his hardened pole of cock flesh grow impossibly bigger 
up inside of her wide stretched vaginal walls as his orgasm spewed wave 
after wave of scalding hot cum deep up inside her exploding belly. Suddenly, 
they were all four squealing and crying out in cracked, choking voices as 
their multiple orgasms devastated their hotly striving loins and madly 
spasming bellies! The rampage of sexual fulfillment delivered them to 
heights of hitherto unknown rapture as the fire of burning lust swept 
through their nakedly thrashing bodies in a lewd dance of sensual abandon! 

How long this tumult of sexual excitement went on, none of them ever really 
knew. 

Chapter Ten 

Sergeant lay calmly at the end of the bed, watching the four naked bodies as 
they slept there together. The heavy burning desire of lust still swept 
through his animal loins after having watched the madly loving quartet 
perform their sexual acrobatics for what seemed like an endless ,eternity, 
but which was, in reality, only one mere night-long. The long sighs and 
stretched-out naked human forms on the bed told him, though, that now was a 
resting time and so the massive German shepherd tried likewise to sleep. But 
his dreams were haunted by images of those pinkly glistening, fragrantly 
aromatic human cunts and he awoke panting wildly each time. 

Of course, he knew that human females were very different from females of 
his own kind. The humans, luckily, enjoyed a deliciously never-ending love 
season - and he could wait for the glorious rewards he knew were to come! 

It was unusual, the dog realized almost from the start, to find four humans 
loving each other at one time. But these four had seemed to enjoy it 
immensely, always trying new positions and new techniques and extraordinary 
new ways of approaching the age-old phenomena of sexual delights. He didn't 
understand what their words were meant to convey, but he understood very 
well the meaning of their lust-filled cries, their passionate moans and 
groans, their shrieking, squealing, throat-wracking sobs! And he understood 
that their new-found joy would not end when this night ended! 

It was a long time later, when the first stems of morning sun were sneaking 
through the partially open drapes when Sarge felt a movement on the 
mattress. Picking up his head and opening his eyes, he saw the long lovely 
arms of Marge Pierson stretching voluptuously outward as she sat up in bed, 
her beautifully rounded breasts dancing delightedly upon her chest. Her 
hands wiped the sleepiness out of her eyes and then she stretched out her 
arms in his direction! At once the enormous German shepherd crawled up 
between the other sleeping humans to this fragrantly attractive one with the 
red hair and flaming blue eyes. 

"Oh, you sweet animal lover," she crooned warmly into his erect ear. "You 
wonderful fellow - don't think we forget about you!" She laughed as she 
heard the dog whimper plaintively in response to her encouraging remarks and 
took his long face lovingly between her hands. Immediately, his long pink 
tongue snaked out to moistly lick her lust-parted young lips. "Oh! You're 
ready right now, aren't you, big boy? Ummmmm! Ready for some fantastic 
loving, right?" Again, Sarge whimpered, lashing out with his rough-skinned 
tongue to fondly lick at her lips and passion-flushed cheeks. "Well, so am 
I, you big beautiful beast! So am I!" "Say, wait for me!" Annie Miller's 
awakening voice exclaimed. "His loving last night was too good to be true! I 
don't want to miss out on what he can do in the morning! What do you say, 
Margie? "Willing to share the big brute for a while?" 

"Listen, my friend," Marge answered warmly. "If we can share Tony - and I 
think you may be right, yes, I think we can - then we can share this lovely 
lover, too. Why not?" 

"That's what I like to hear!" "Me, too!" Tony echoed. 

"Never mind!" Annie scolded. "You've had your fun while poor old Sarge had 
to sit by and watch. So - now it's your turn to watch and his turn to have 
some fun!" 

But, by the end of that morning several hours later, all four humans and one 
dog had been amply sexually satiated - at least for the time being! It was 
while Annie and Marge were enjoying a shower together that Tony invited his 
brother Larry to stay with them for as long as he liked. The boy thanked his 
older brother, and confessed that he had just begun thinking of applying to 
college in California. . . hopefully to a school nearby! Tony seemed 
extraordinarily pleased by the' idea and even Sarge wagged his tail 
delightedly! 

And while they were drying each other's lushly naked bodies, decorated with 
droplets of moisture from their mutual shower, the two women exchanged 
knowing, happy glances. Over much laughing and some joyful tears, it was 
discovered that Marge didn't want Annie to leave . . . not for a while, 
anyway... and Annie didn't want to leave! In fact, she said, she had a 
month's vacation coming and she thought that now would be a good time to 
take it. After that? "Who knows?" she shrugged. "Maybe I'll- be tired of you 
and Tony and Larry and Sarge by then." And then the young blonde airline 
stewardess smiled slyly. "But then again, maybe I won't! Maybe I'll just 
become a more-or-less permanent guest around here!" 

"Oh Annie!" Marge exclaimed at last. "I know this might be considered by 
some people as a terrible thing to say. But I'm glad! I'm glad things have 
worked out like this because a whole new world has opened up to me! And I 
know that from now on, no matter what, I'll be a good and loving wife to 
Tony. And he'll be a damned fine husband for me!" 

"Yes," Annie agreed, "I think you're right. And I think that the world 
you've discovered is a very beautiful one. I remember when I first 
discovered it myself. Nothing has been the same since, believe me!" 

"Oh, I do! I do!" Marge cried, embracing her husband's -mistress warmly. 
"And I know we're all going to have such a marvelous exciting life 
together!" 

WOOF! WOOF! Sarge's bark confirmed their happy revelations as they laughed 
together behind the bathroom door. WOOF! WOOF! 

"I think he's trying to tell us something," Marge laughed. 

 "Yeah, let's go! What are we waiting for?" 


End
