The Incestuous Circle
by Karen Ziegler
(LLP-547)


Chapter 1 

"Now don't fret, Thornton. We'll git 'em as soon's I'm ready and not a 
minute before. Hear me? You lay down there." 

Melvin had a big job on his fourteen year old hands now that his father had 
suddenly disappeared. He and his mother had to run the entire farm by 
themselves, with Thornton's help, of course. Melvin had to lose some school 
just getting the garden laid in. Thornton, the big silver German Shepherd, 
knew the routine as well as Melvin did and had the unnerving habit of pacing 
the front porch, whining, if Melvin didn't get to a chore just when Thornton 
thought he should. 

It was about time to fetch the cows for milking and the big dog knew it. He 
threw his huge bulk onto the creaking floor boards with a heavy sigh to let 
his young master know that his obedience was reluctant. Melvin chuckled, 
stopping just long enough to scratch the animal's ear. He was a smart dog 
and a real beauty, too, all silver-haired except for one black spot around 
his left eye. 

"We got company, Thornton. I'll be right out, though, soon's I say hello, 
okay?" 

The dog looked at him a moment and then lowered his big jaw to a comfortable 
spot on one paw and blinked in resignation. Melvin went in. 

The porch bordered both the north and west sides of the big farm house, and 
ordinarily, Melvin wouldn't be using the north door that opened directly 
into the little New England parlor, which was still the room, after a 
hundred years, that was kept clean and fit for company. But he had finally 
gotten the west door, the kitchen entrance, painted. He noticed as he 
stepped through the screen door into the parlor that his mother had laid 
newspapers on the carpet. He'd have to drag the milk cans through here later 
and again in the morning. Then there would be the egg baskets. Christ, there 
was so much work to do he didn't have time to stop and think of the leisure 
he was missing. Now his cousin had come out from the city to help his ma and 
do little things like fetch the cows at night, leaving him time to mend the 
fences, a chore that was long overdue. There were voices coming from the 
kitchen. He stopped a moment when he heard the young voice of his teenage 
cousin. The girlish sound made his young heart ache. It reminded him of his 
own girlfriend, Patty, whom he hadn't seen now since the end of school. He 
sure had his fingers crossed that no one moved in on her while he was so 
tied up! Uncle Gerald was coming to spend his vacation in another week, but 
how much help a city man could offer was yet to be seen. Uncle Gerald was 
his ma's brother, and Uncle Gerald's daughter, Kathleen, was in the kitchen 
now, a lanky, stuck-up, self-centered brat, if he remembered correctly! 

He eased himself into the kitchen, expecting to find Kathy and his ma at the 
kitchen table peeling potatoes or something, but they weren't. He could see 
them out on the sunporch through the kitchen window over the sink. Hell, was 
that used mascara on the heavy lashes around her blue eyes. She was then 
blinking her long black lashes and raising a slender, golden tanned arm to 
shield her lovely face from the sunlight still streaming from the south. Her 
hair, that fell in cascading waves over her shoulders, seemed full of little 
red sparks that threatened to ignite and burst into flame. The little blue 
sundress that covered her incredibly ripe young body rippled a little in 
front of her from the breeze. 

That was Kathy? 

Melvin could hardly believe his eyes as he stared at the tall, slender body 
outlined against the porch windows that faced the garden. Her strawberry 
blonde hair was sure beautiful out of those pigtails she used to wear and 
even from here he could see that she now drifting in through an open window 
on the east. 

Kathleen Brown's lush young body was far more highly developed than her 
tender age of fifteen would warrant, she knew. The polyester dress barely 
concealed the fully molded contours of the high-set, round hillocks of her 
firm young breasts, whose cherry-tipped nipples showed so clearly through 
the fabric. The dress then tapered down over her tiny waist to her gently 
swelling hips, a satiny smooth flat belly, and to the top of her long, 
shapely thighs. 

Below the dress and the thighs, her breathtaking curved calves tapered down 
into slender, well-formed ankles. Kathy had become accustomed to attracting 
attention from everywhere, from everyone, both men and women. She was not 
the kind of girl to be ignored, and she could see that in spite of her Aunt 
May's attempted warmth and politeness, the older woman, too, had noticed her 
niece's primary attributes. Kathy had washed and brushed her long blonde 
hair so that it would flare out, gleaming with red highlights, to frame her 
oval face, which she had tanned so carefully with a sunlamp so that her nose 
wouldn't keep burning and peeling the way it used to when she was a kid and 
dumb about those things. 

Aunt May was just asking her if she wouldn't like to put on a pair of jeans 
and help Melvin bring in the cows when Melvin himself came slowly to the 
sunporch door. His mother noticed his soft approach and beamed at him 
proudly. He had been so magnificent since his father had run off with that 
waitress! So far she had kept the truth from her son, not because she 
thought he ought not be told but because she had not been able to cope with 
the fact yet herself. Every time she had tried to tell Melvin the truth, she 
felt that she would only be adding another problem to the heap of other 
problems that had been so suddenly thrust upon his young shoulders. Whether 
any of their friends and neighbors knew the truth, she didn't really know. 
Her own answer to their questions was always that as far as she knew, 

"You remember Kathy, Melvin," she said now, noticing as she always did, the 
new marks of labor on her son's deeply tanned skin, the scratches on his 
forearms, the streaks of red paint from painting the door. 

He had his father's brown wavy hair and hazel eyes and was beginning, she 
could see, to develop his muscular, virile body as well. She sighed, 
wondering if he would also have his father's voracious appetite for sex. 
Well, thank God, there were still a few years to wait for that. However, she 
thought uneasily, looking back at her niece, who was obviously flaunting her 
charms, the process could be hurried along, if she didn't take care! What 
she hoped was that with Kathy to help and soon Gerald, Melvin would be freer 
and be able to see Patty occasionally. Patty was a sweet girl, and if Melvin 
had one outstanding characteristic, it was loyalty. 

"Yeah sure, Hi, Kathy," Melvin was saying. Kathy was displaying her dimples. 
"Hello, Melvin," she flirted. Melvin did not seem to be affected by it. He 
turned almost immediately to his mother. 

"Ma, I've got to get the cows. Thornton's waiting on the porch," as though 
his mother didn't know. 

"Thornton keeps our schedule for us," she explained to Kathy. "If the 
electricity goes out for a couple of hours and all the clocks stop, we can 
always count on Thornton to tell us what must be done and when." 

She tried so hard to smile warmly at her brother's daughter, but the warmth 
that she felt emanating from the young teenager was so sensual that it was 
actually beginning to tickle her own loins with the frightening fingers of 
lust. She turned to her son, who was fidgeting on the door stoop, not 
knowing quite how to leave gracefully. 

"I've just suggested to Kathy that she put on a pair of jeans and start 
learning how to fetch the cows so that she can do it for you." 

"Ma, there ain't time!" he protested. 

"Oh, I can change real fast, Melvin!" Kathy suddenly bubbled to life. 

Goodness, she was thinking. Where had this handsome cousin come from? The 
Melvin she remembered was such a skinny, whiney kid. She couldn't believe 
her eyes! 

"I'll be right back!" she promised enthusiastically, not giving him time for 
another objection before she had flitted by him and up the old closed-in 
stairway to the second floor and the bedroom that was to be hers for the 
summer. She was not too happy with having the little north room that 
overlooked the dirt road that wove through the hills up from the center of 
town. It was not that the view was bad. Wherever you looked out there were 
the Green Mountains all around, loaded with fir and maple and pine as well 
as acres of cow pasture. It was just that the room was the dullest bedroom 
in the house, but, of course, her cousin and aunt had the best rooms and the 
larger east room was being saved for her father, when he came. Come to think 
of it, the east room faced the barn and the rising mountainside, and even if 
it was bigger, maybe she'd rather look at the road. The smell of cows 
wouldn't be quite as strong when she opened her window. 

While she thought these things, Kathy was changing. In no time at all she 
was out of the skimpy blue dress and into the jeans that were so fashionable 
in school now. As she pulled them on and zipped the zipper, she enjoyed 
watching the bobbing of her firmly developing young breasts, already grown 
to a very exciting fullness! She chose a white half top that she knew would 
reveal her nipples since she never wore a bra. She hid that fact under a 
loose plaid shirt which could be easily removed once they were out of sight 
of the house. She had started down the stairs again before she remembered 
that she was going into the cow pastures and sandals would be a disaster. 

This was not the first time she had visited her aunt's farm. She had been 
here three summers ago for a couple of weeks just before school had started 
again in the fall. Her Aunt May had taken her into the pastures to pick 
mushrooms! It had taken her a year to bring herself to eat another mushroom 
even though she had always loved them before that! She had been such a 
child, the more mushrooms grew best under and around the cow flaps, her aunt 
showed her. Well, now she knew that cow manure was used as a fertilizer to 
grow everything in! So what! 

Kathy finished tying the lace of her second tennis shoe and took off again 
for the downstairs. 

"This door!" she heard Melvin call from the parlor. "The kitchen door is 
just painted!" he shouted importantly. She found him standing at the front 
screen door, ready to go out as soon as she came. "You have to be careful at 
a farm," he said, opening the screen and closing it promptly as soon as they 
were on the porch, "to keep the flies out." 

She giggled. "I saw all the flypaper on the porch." There were strings of it 
hanging down at regular intervals. 

"They need changing if I can ever get to it," he admitted. She giggled again 
as if to draw his attention to her giggling. "What's so funny?" he asked at 
last, leading the way down the few front steps and turning right toward the 
pastures. 

"Oh, it's a silly joke we have at our school," she said. "Sometimes we call 
the dudes 'flies', you know, when they keep buzzing around." 

"What does that make the girls?" Melvin asked, wondering if they had thought 
of the flypaper. 

"Flypaper," she said, laughing. "Your flypaper made me think of the joke," 
she explained. 

"Oh," he commented. "I was thinking of all the Venus's flytraps my mother 
has in the kitchen." 

Kathy sucked her tongue against her top teeth. "Oh, you!" she exclaimed, 
pulling her dimples in extra deep. "Those are all those funny looking plants 
with the toothy leaves! I remember!" 

They had reached a big wooden gate, and now Kathy studied the path ahead 
apprehensively. Surely she was going to sink into the soft mud right over 
her tennis shoes. It was now obvious that she ought to have brought more 
than one pair. In fact, boots would have been best, she thought with a sigh 
of resignation. Melvin had hesitated before opening the gate as though he, 
too, realized that the mud was going to be a problem for her. 

The big dog had followed them unnoticed around the side of the house and up 
to the gate. He had finally gotten his master moving after the cows and now 
here he was at a standstill again! He had been surprised earlier to see a 
newcomer accompany his master out of the house and to the gate to the 
pastures. Curious, he had followed behind them, looking her over. But now it 
was the cows that were important and suddenly he barked sharply at his 
master's apparent lack of concern. Kathy all but jumped over the fence! She 
had been so busily impressing her cousin that she had not even noticed the 
presence of the big silver animal with the black eye. She heard the bark of 
a dog, but she saw what looked like a ferocious wolf. With a loud, 
"Ooooohhh!" she leapt right into the mud. 

"It's only Thornton!" Melvin laughed. He was almost doubled over with 
laughter while she fought to regain her composure with mud oozing up over 
her ankles! 

"I ... uh ... I ... what is he?" she asked, trying to smile. Melvin was not 
the kind to rush to a girl's rescue. She understood that he was simply not 
old enough to do those things. He was, if she remembered correctly, almost a 
whole year younger than herself. 

"What do you mean, what is he? He's a dog! What do you think he is?" Melvin 
scoffed at her. He had decided that in spite of her looks, his cousin was, 
after all, his cousin, and he had no right thinking any kind of lascivious 
thoughts about her. He was determined to treat her exactly the way a guy 
treated any girl in whom he had no interest! Patty was his girl and would 
someday, hopefully, be his wife. That was that! 

"Well I don't know what you would be apt to do, Melvin Turner. I half 
expected you would have a tamed wolf. Some people do, you know!" She was 
struggling to find some spot where she could put down her foot and it would 
not submerge in the mud. 

"Watch out," Melvin said then. He was unlatching the big gate and swinging 
it toward them. The dog bounded through first and then stood impatiently 
inside, his long pink tongue hanging down, panting in expectation of the 
brief run he usually had with Melvin to where the pasture started to climb 
the mountain too steeply. 

"He's a beautiful dog," Kathy commented. "Really gorgeous." She had a moment 
to study the black-eyed, silver beast while Melvin closed the gate behind 
them. Although never before particularly interested in dogs, Kathy could not 
help but sense the intelligent interest Thornton was showing in her just as 
she had in him. She was sure his big brown eyes were appraising her with 
warm approval. "Hi, Thornton," she went up to him suddenly and put out her 
hand to scratch his head. "You're certainly a friendly dog," she told him as 
he pushed his big head up against her marvelous fingernails. Both May and 
Melvin kept their fingernails far too short to be exciting. Long nails were 
a real treat. He walked beside the newcomer very carefully, keeping his 
soft, furred head well within reach of her fingers. Kathy was delighted and 
stroked his head, his snout, and once made his eyelids flicker by running 
her fingers across his eyes. 

Thornton could feel a fluttering in his loins that he almost never felt with 
his other two masters, who rarely fondled him in quite this affectionate 
manner. There was a stirring in his testicles as his glands began to respond 
involuntarily by producing a small amount of sperm. The furry scabbard 
containing his penis bobbed slightly and there was a tremor of excitement 
throughout his genitals. His large brown eyes glanced excitedly up at the 
young girl's pretty face with its long, shining blonde hair. His nostrils 
dilated and he panted slightly, his mouth narrowly parted. 

Kathy found the big fur head strangely comforting, and she knew that she and 
this dog were going to be the best of friends! Already the mud on her tennis 
shoes and ankles and in which she kept unavoidably stepping from time to 
time had become unimportant. Her gaze wandered languidly over the stones and 
ruts and cow flaps of the pasture through which they climbed. Now Melvin 
began calling out occasionally. 

"Here, bossy!" he called. "Heeeerrre, bossy, bossy, bossy! Now you listen," 
he said to her. "You might hear the bells." 

"Where are they?" she asked. 

"Who knows? That's why we have to look," he explained what seemed to him 
self-evident. He called out again, "Heeeerrrre, 

She let her gaze wander then over the back of her cousin's head. He was 
beginning to look more and more like his handsome father, she thought, the 
same brown, wavy hair and the same hazel eyes that seemed to reflect the 
sunlight when he laughed. A real fox, she admitted to herself, smiling 
softly as she thought of her handsome uncle who had suddenly gone somewhere, 
no one knew where. As she walked and dreamed, she absently stroked 
Thornton's soft fur, which was always conveniently under her fingers. She 
didn't notice at all how worked up the beast was getting under her feminine 
caresses. It was impossible to see underneath him, of course, so she did not 
see his penis gradually emerging, pink beneath its furry silver sheath. 
Melvin, she daydreamed, Uncle Ray! And she wondered about the strange, 
enjoyable ache that tingled between her legs. 

After the magazines and the books and the stories told by giggling friends 
over lunch, Kathleen Brown knew full well what she was doing when she teased 
a dude. She even teased her own father sometimes, walking around the house 
in her sheerest nightie, hugging him innocently at odd moments, and rubbing 
her swollen young breasts into his shoulder. She had developed a special way 
of walking that revealed her firmly molded young hips for him whenever she 
knew he was watching. 

What girl wouldn't be proud of her premature development, Kathy thought. It 
had been a natural inclination to tease and taunt and flaunt herself just a 
little too much, she now knew, without ever consciously realizing she might 
be causing her father any pain! Kathy's mother had died when Kathy was very 
small. She hardly remembered her mother except that her hair seemed like a 
halo of soft, golden brown as she bent over her somewhere under some 
circumstance that Kathy could not place. 

Her father had been heartbroken, as he explained before sending her to help 
Aunt May at the farm. She was beginning to remind him of her mother, he had 
said softly, and he wanted her to stop ... well ... touching him in certain 
ways. Poor Daddy! He told her that one night after she had been parading 
more tauntingly than ever, going so far as to let the towel slip as she 
returned to her bedroom from the shower. She had seen him looking at her 
sensuously joggling young breasts with unconcealed desire. Kathy had 
giggled, pretended to be embarrassed, and run into her room! 

She sighed and just stopped her daydreaming in time to catch herself from 
stepping into another large mud hole. Melvin was still calling the cows from 
time to time, but she noticed that he had slowed down to keep pace beside 
her. Out of the corner of her thickly lashed blue eye, she saw him glancing 
at her sensuously jiggling breasts under the plaid shirt. Thornton left her, 
abruptly bounding ahead, and she heard the distinct tinkle of cow bells 
coming from above and over to the right where she saw a great formation of 
rocks like a big wall. The dog disappeared somewhere between them, and 
Melvin stopped, a disgruntled expression shadowing his handsome young face. 

"Aw, Christ! You can't get them out of there except by single file," he said 
disgustedly. "Aw shit!" 

"Well," Kathy chirped, pulling off her plaid shirt and tying it around her 
tiny waist. "I guess it must be time to get to work. What do we do now?" 

She did indeed divert Melvin from his dejected mood, as she had hoped. He 
took one look at the firm and darkened outline of her nipples under the 
little white half top and attended immediately, with Thornton's invaluable 
help, to herding the cows through the narrow opening, his mind almost 
completely absorbed with the problem of how to pull his excitedly throbbing 
young cock back in under control! 

 Chapter 2 

By the time night fell and dinner was over, all of the chores were done and 
Melvin should have been looking forward to bed wearily, Kathy knew that she 
had planted too many seeds for him to sleep easily. That evening the 
teenager had taken every opportunity to taunt and touch and impress Melvin 
with her nipples as well as her provocative shape whenever Aunt May's back 
was turned. By the time the children climbed the stairs to bed, she had seen 
her cousin many times staring at her sensuously joggling young breasts with 
unconcealed desire. She left her door open because she was sure that 
something was going to happen, and part of her knew just what that something 
was and wanted it desperately. She had no trouble keeping awake, listening 
for her aunt's footsteps on the stairway, just in case, and her young mind 
was in a trance-like state, bordering on unconsciousness, when finally she 
heard the door opening wider through her thick lashes recognized the 
fourteen year old form of her cousin moving slowly across the wide rough 
boards of the bedroom floor. 

She watched him in the moonlit darkness, her face hidden in the shadows so 
that he couldn't tell whether she were asleep or awake. She felt Melvin's 
eyes peering at her developing young body, totally naked, stretched 
voluptuously across the bed. Had it been the coldest of nights, she still 
would have thrown the sheet and blankets to the floor, pretending she was 
hot. For the same reason, she had decided not to wear a nightie. She saw him 
pause and approach the bed again. His tongue ran over his lips and he seemed 
to be breathing very fast. Kathy sensed a certain overheated sweatiness in 
him, even in the cool, darkened room. Her heart seemed to be pounding in her 
chest, so loudly it seemed that surely he could hear it. And for some reason 
which she could not understand, she felt a desperate fear battling her will 
to keep still and pretend sleep. 

Waiting for her cousin to make an overt gesture seemed to take hours instead 
of seconds. Finally he moved stealthily around to the foot of the bed, never 
taking his eyes off the generously contoured figure sprawled so limply and 
enticingly before him. Her thighs had fallen open so that in the moonlight 
he could dimly make out the wisps of soft blonde pussy hair that covered the 
erotic mound of her lower belly. She had drawn one knee up flat on the bed 
as though she might be doing a pirouette in her dreams, and the smooth white 
flesh of her inner thigh gleamed enticingly in the pearly darkness, luring 
him on. She heard her handsome, dark-haired cousin sigh into the stillness 
of the room, and although from the angle from which she was watching it was 
difficult to see, she was quite certain he had taken the bulge of his jeans 
in his hand and was gently stroking it into hardness. 

The young boy seemed to draw in his breath continually as he marveled at the 
lush beauty of his cousin. She was the purest and most beautiful thing he'd 
ever seen. He had intended to do no more than this, sneak into her room 
while she was sleeping under cover of darkness and at last make some attempt 
to relieve himself of the insane desire for her that had so suddenly gripped 
his being when they went after the cows. He could think of nothing else, not 
even Patty. Oh God, how he wanted to fuck Kathy, his own cousin! 

Lying in the darkness, Kathy sensed that by now her cousin's virile young 
cock had been goaded into rock-hardness. She could imagine the blood 
throbbing painfully into its large, rapidly expanding head, tiny droplets of 
warm seminal fluid already beginning to seep from the sensitively 
contracting little slit at its tip, smearing wetly against the interior of 
his clothing. Oh, she knew all about those things. One day she and some of 
her friends had enjoyed a movie of grown-ups fucking while the parents were 
out! Now she lost all feelings of fear whatever in the exciting knowledge 
that her cousin really wanted to crawl up between her thighs and fuck her. 
She was doing that much to him! She felt entirely satisfied and inordinately 
proud of herself! 

Then to her amazement, she spied his doing something which set her inflamed 
young heart racing madly. Suddenly Melvin was zipping down his jeans, 
silently opening them to reach inside his shorts and grip an object which, 
to Kathy, seemed incredibly huge! Oh, my God! she thought, knowing that it 
was supposed to go inside a girl. What if he tries to put that inside me? It 
would never fit me! But she continued to watch without panicking while 
Melvin merely massaged the heavy thick foreskin slowly back and forth over 
his jerking cock-head as he advanced around the bed toward her proud young 
virginal body. She was trying desperately to feign sleep, but she couldn't 
repress a tremor of excitement which struck like lightening through her 
innocent, as yet, unfucked young body. This was it! This was it at last! 

Instinctively she sensed that her cousin would crawl on top of her and ram 
deeply up between her open thighs with his heavily hardened young cock, 
although the boy himself was still not certain of what he would do next. He 
knew he wanted more than anything else to bury his blood-swollen cock-head 
far up inside her and make her belly heave with delight. But she was only 
fifteen, he reminded himself and although he was a year younger, he was very 
big for his age, he knew with boyish pride. The only woman he had ever 
fucked was exactly that, a woman! He was not sure that a mere teenage girl 
could take him up inside her unstretched little cunt. She was his cousin, 
too, his own cousin. He did not know whether that made it right or wrong. He 
had a girl, Patty, but she was his age and so much too young for this sort 
of thing. He had heard that girls from the city were different, and it 
seemed to him that Kathy bore this out. She was much more beautiful, more 
sexy, and more open about it than any of the girls he knew around here! 
Sometimes the girls at school got pregnant when guys came up in their 
pussies, but even those girls never behaved quite like his cousin. All of 
these thoughts raced through the young boy's head in myriad confusion 
because in spite of his original intent, in spite of how wrong he knew it 
was, in spite of the fact that his mother could come upstairs at any moment, 
in spite of everything, he knew what he was going to do. He was going to 
fuck the tits off his fifteen year old little cousin! 

He fully exposed his thickly gleaming hardness as his pants dropped heavily 
to the floor. It was much bigger than she had ever expected, and it quite 
took her breath away. It stood out in proud erection over her lewdly spread 
legs and trembling white body. His hand fondly caressed it and would at 
times swoop down to stroke his testicles as well. He quickly pulled his 
T-shirt over his head and threw it to the side, standing a moment longer 
over her nervously shuddering body. Another thought occurred to the youth. 
All day while tending his chores he had dreamed of having his cousin's sweet 
little pink lips wrapped snugly and affectionately around his pulsating hard 
cock, sucking madly, and finally he could take it no longer. If his mother 
would only stay downstairs, and she probably would finish her ironing, he 
knew what he would have to do. It would be a beautiful sight of see his 
desire-hard young cock throbbing out its creamy white cum into her lovely 
face, her hungry young mouth clinging to his wildly spewing hardness. If he 
could fuck her while she was asleep, he would be safe from detection. She'd 
ascribe it to a dream, he thought. But if he shot into her mouth, some would 
inevitably dribble down and leave telltale traces on the rest of her 
luscious body. No, he would have to fuck her tight, fresh little cunt first, 
then make her suck his cock some other night. 

Still, before climbing between her nakedly outstretched legs, he couldn't 
resist trying one small touch of her mouth. He knew the risk of losing his 
cum all over her beautiful young face was great, but he had to see and feel 
that sweet mouth around his penis for only a second. He just had to see his 
dream come true, to remember forever after, for the rest of his life. So now 
he kneeled on the edge of the bed by her head and turned it gently toward 
his erectly throbbing cock. Lights flashed on in Kathy's head and she didn't 
know what to do. She had come so far already that she would have to go 
through with it or do something that would embarrass them both for the rest 
of their lives. 

She could feel his fingers in her long strawberry blonde hair. What was he 
going to do? Why was he holding her head like that? 

Then suddenly, when her lips were only inches away from the shiny bulbous 
tip of his penis, her cousin pushed his young hips toward her upturned face, 
laying the wet sticky underside of the throbbing head in the small valley 
formed by her slackly closed lips. Then he placed one thumb under her tiny 
nose and the other on her chin, pulling slowly outward until the bottom of 
his cockhead was pressed softly through her stretched full lips and came to 
rest against her bared teeth, her lips forming a puckered furrow along its 
length. Then he flexed his pelvis slightly back and forth until small 
droplets of cum seeped from his throbbing hard cock-shaft warmly lubricating 
her pouty lips surrounding it. 

Kathy was astounded by the strange taste of her cousin's cum. She didn't 
quite know what to make of it, but she did know she liked it. She liked the 
delicate piquancy of it, the musky masculineness of it. It was exotic and 
rare and wonderful! She eventually found herself pretending she was dreaming 
and licking off each new droplet, then swallowing hungrily. Cum was the most 
delicious thing she had ever tasted in her young life! Melvin groaned as the 
tiny darting spear of her tongue flicked out, licking off his pre-seminal 
fluid as if in a dream. The warm breath from her nostrils blew on the 
muscular bridge of his cock and made him quiver all over with desire. Her 
lovely young body made him fantastically restless. He had never in his life 
seen such gorgeous, widely spaced breasts as those on the heaving chest of 
his cousin. 

He could see small rivulets of his cum fluids running slowly out of the 
corners of her mouth on either side, dropping like tears on her rosy cheeks 
when Melvin looked down into her apparently sleeping face. She was probably 
imagining she was dreaming, and instinct had taken over from there, he 
decided. He wanted to shoot right up into that slender white throat and 
watch as she gulped it down into her hot little belly, the little Adam's 
apple bobbing up and down with each new gush of the hotly flooding liquid. 
Gently, he reached one hand down and stroked upward over her rounded 
snow-white belly that shone so pristinely in the blue light of the moon. He 
smoothed over the magnificence of her voluptuous young breasts, then 
underneath her firmly molded throat. She was the most beautiful girl in the 
world, far lovelier than anything Melvin had ever seen or ever hoped to see. 
She seemed to be made to be fucked. Her whole being was sexually enticing. 
He wanted to touch and fondle his cousin to his heart's content. At the 
moment, she seemed far richer in womanhood than his girlfriend, Patty, did. 

He reached over and with the thumb and forefinger of his left hand pushed 
her lips more tightly against his lewdly throbbing shaft between them, 
gently continuing his slow little fucking motion. The other hand moved over 
her lovely upthrust breast mounds, tweaking the taut little nipples between 
his fingers until he could feel them hardening mechanically under his ardent 
caress. 

Unable to repress the soft happy moan that exuded from her softly suctioning 
young lips, Kathy shifted slightly under him. Her cousin's hard young cock 
was more wonderful than anything she had ever tasted and the resilient feel 
of its smooth rubbery head between her lips was teasing her tight little 
cunt-hole into a white-hot turmoil. All logic had fled. All she wanted was 
to know more ... more! Suddenly, as though aware that the naked young nymph 
lying before him was behaving a bit more awake than could be reasonably 
expected, Melvin pulled back slightly. His lurching young rod fell from 
between her gently nibbling lips and down over her chin, leaving thin 
threads of whitely shimmering stickiness trailing behind it. Kathy felt 
startled as the delectable male organ was removed from her hungrily. 
searching young lips. Her thighs rustled uncomfortably, rubbing in thwarted 
desire against each other as she pressed them back together. It was 
maddeningly difficult to keep up this pose of being asleep. She was 
beginning to feel a real excitement and as insidious warming in her own 
loins. She could barely control her urge to cry out with her hot, hungry 
newly awakened desire. 

Melvin stroked his fervently throbbing penis thoughtfully, finally reaching 
down and running his other hand softly over the increasingly heaving mounds 
of his cousin's cream-white young titties. Then, his heart pounding savagely 
in his chest, he found his dream goal, the moist velvety folds of her 
virginal young cunt lips below. 

As her younger cousin's fingers contracted her insistently tingling pussy 
mouth, Kathy writhed tumultuously and groaned with well aroused lust. Her 
body had become squirming alive under the magic attention of his strong 
hands, which were now stroking her flesh into a hot sheet of single-minded 
desire as tiny goosebumps spread over her sensitive teenage nakedness. She 
knew she would never be able to resist him. She wanted him to climb up on 
top of her and fuck her quickly to assuage this terrible new thirst! 
Quickly! Her body ached for his cock inside her, filling her up, ached to be 
touched gently and teasingly as he was doing now! 

So this was what it was like to be titillated until one went out of one's 
mind with desire! She understood now how he must have felt as she paraded 
her charms blatantly in front of him, her vulnerable virginity tantalizing 
but just out of reach. Because now it was Kathy wanting desperately for her 
cousin to send his virile young cock fucking far up inside her feverishly 
yearning pussy walls. Yes, she wanted him to fuck her as she knew men fucked 
women and to quiet that frightening thunder that was building up deep, deep 
inside her churning loins from that maddening play of his young, but 
knowledgeable, fingertips on her vulnerably spread nakedness. 

Her tongue ran absently around her moist, tremulous lips, savoring the 
sticky, pungent taste of the strange moisture from his cock that had painted 
them so glossily. The fresh young masculine odor of his cum wafted through 
her flared nostrils and she breathed it deep inside her quivering body. It 
did strange things to her, that odor and taste coursing through her 
bloodstream like an aphrodisiacal balm, lighting titillating fires in her 
tiny tautening nipples and causing a throbbing in the nerve endings of her 
hot tight vagina. She could feel dewdrops of moisture forming between her 
open legs as the nakedly spread lips of her cunt began to contract slowly 
and spasmodically, palpitating wetly against each other. 

Suddenly she could no longer keep her moans in check. "Ooooooohh, Melvin, 
oh, yes! Rub my titties like that! Rub them like that! Ooooooohhhhhh!" Her 
teenaged cousin was at first startled, then he looked at her closely, to be 
sure she wasn't dreaming. 

"I'm sorry, Kathy," he said huskily, "but I want to fuck your beautiful 
little pussy. I've wanted to fuck it all day and it seems like forever. You 
knew that, didn't you?" he asked. "Do you want me to fuck it?" 

"Oh, yes, Melvin. I want to do everything with you. I want you to show me 
everything you know. I don't ... I never ..." the young girl couldn't 
finish. There was a strange conflict in her. She wanted him to know that she 
was his to fuck anyway he wanted to, the first time she had ever been fucked 
by anybody. Yet she also feared that he would hesitate to be the first! "I 
want you to fuck me!" she finally breathed softly. 

"Oh, Kathy, my own Kathy," he said, getting up on the bed beside her. His 
beautiful cousin had said she wanted him. He knew she had not been asleep 
and was not dreaming, and he knew that no matter what, he would have her. He 
would fuck her hot little cunt before any other guy, he suspected. It may 
never happen again after this, but tonight they would not forget for the 
rest of their lives. Kathy squirmed in passion-driven agony, her strawberry 
blonde hair flailing on the pillow. She felt helplessly caught in the deep 
sharp pricks of lust that were dancing through her young earnest flesh. 

Crouched on all fours above her tender young body, Melvin was moving between 
her legs, gently pushing her lithely unresisting thighs apart. He moved 
between them, his knees pressed between her ankles and his warm breath 
coming just a few tantalizing inches above the curl-rimmed mouth of her 
openly spread pussy. His mouth watered as he looked down at the 
cock-hardening little slit rotating sensuously, expectantly, just below his 
lips. He stared in lustful fascination at the thinly glistening furrow that 
started at the bottom of her smooth white belly and trailed along through 
the sensuously curved cheeks of her buttocks pressed tightly down into the 
mattress. 

Kathy, through half closed eyes, could see her cousin's shadowy form 
crouching between her opened legs. She could feel the strength of his hands 
pushing flat against the softness of her inner thighs, holding them wide 
apart. Her warmly secreting little cunt was open to him to do as he willed 
with it. She watched with bated breath as his head lowered slowly, slowly, 
and then ... 

"Ooooooooohhhhhh," she breathed huskily, her pelvis jerking into his face, 
"Melvin, Mel, oh, my precious cousin!" 

His soft, excitedly, groping lips closed over the silky mound at the base of 
her belly, his face indistinct in the semi-darkness, vanishing entirely from 
her view in the soft golden fleece as he wetly kissed her virginal pussy, 
his tongue flicking lizard-like out at her hotly quivering cuntal opening. 
It seemed as if she was no longer able to control herself, to still the 
raging desire in any way. Her hands began to move sensuously down her 
undulating stomach, coming to rest on either side of his urgently embedded 
face. Her tentatively trembling fingers stroked for a moment at the flexing 
hollows of her inner thighs, then slowly spread the soft, curl-fringed lips 
of her pussy apart, allowing her cousin's thirstily lapping tongue still 
greater access to the warm, wetly pulsing pinkness of her cunt flesh. 

As her elbows pressed tightly against her ribs, she cried out involuntarily 
and her head lolled uncontrollably from side to side on the pillow. Her 
cousin's hotly searing tongue shot out, its madly flicking tip encircling 
her quiveringly erect clitoris and then his lips were sucking ravenously, 
drawing the soft warm folds deep into the heated cavern of his mouth, his 
tongue continuing its obsessed licking against the straining pink nipple of 
her clitoral bud. Kathy groaned from deep in her throat as Melvin's fiery 
probing tongue-tip worked its way down, down over the elastic rimmed opening 
of her hotly clasping vagina and into the crevice of her snugly flexing 
buttocks where it paused momentarily to do wetly licking homage to her 
tightly puckered little anus. 

From between her passion-clenched teeth, soft mewling animal sounds escaped 
lewdly, and her cousin worked all the more hungrily from hearing them. He 
could feel her silky young pubic hair brushing tantalizingly against his 
cheeks and a feeling of deja vu swept over him. He had dreamed all day of 
having his beautiful young cousin spread naked under the hot, teasing flicks 
of his tongue. It was as if it had all happened before, as indeed it had, a 
hundred times during the day ... in his dreams. Ever since she had arrived, 
he had realized that she had developed into the most beautiful girl he had 
ever seen. And now, now at last it was really happening and his little, if 
one year older, cousin was loving it as much as he. Every sound that broke 
from her throat served to urge him on, and his tongue drove all the faster 
as it worked its way up and down her hotly steaming vaginal crevice. Now his 
mind was going just a little wild, and he wanted to hear her begging for it 
when he fucked it to her, and she was undoubtedly almost at that point. He 
had never realized that a girl could get as hot as his lovely young cousin, 
contorting her voluptuous body so agonizingly above him. She wanted him, 
much more than he had realized it was possible. Melvin felt her hands 
clawing at his dark hair, pulling his face deeper up into the wetness 
between her open thighs. He wormed his tongue mercilessly up into the 
soft-rimmed flesh, flicking at it titillatingly, then quickly withdrew it 
again to tease around the edges of her expectantly flaring little cunt hole. 

By now her hands were firmly clamped against the back of his head, pressing 
his face in deeper. Kathy's head had thrust backward as her loins rose off 
the bed and up against his urgently licking and sucking mouth. As his lips 
rounded and covered the hungrily clasping opening, he thrust his tongue deep 
up into it, bringing a low guttural groan from his gorgeous cousin whose 
thighs were now closing convulsively around either side of his moving head. 
He could feel the velvety flesh slip moistly around his extended tongue as 
the walls of her eagerly working vagina opened and closed in a depraved 
little sucking motion, attempting to pull his whole face, it seemed, deeper 
and deeper up into her cunt. It was as though her thirsty bearded little 
cunt mouth wanted to pull his tongue out by the roots and devour it alive. 
Her heels pushed down against his back, pressing him tightly into her 
hungrily engulfing vaginal passage until he couldn't breathe, with her hot 
wet cunt like a clinging mask of desire over his face. His nose was pressed 
tight against the tiny tingling nub of her clitoris above, breathing in her 
lust-juiced essence, which was flowing in passion-flowering abundance. This 
excited his penis to a hardness he could-no longer control, he had to fuck 
her now or he would cream out all over the mattress. 

Kathy's young loins were in such a combined state of turmoil and ecstasy 
that every muscle in her burning young body seemed to be straining up toward 
the maddeningly lingual probe that was working so excitedly between her 
quivering kicking legs. She had never expected that anything in the world 
could feel like this, it was as if she were dying, being consumed by flames 
of beautiful ecstasy. Her updrawn legs opened and shut around the wildly 
tormenting head between them that was licking so lovingly at her fire-seared 
vagina. The cords of her neck stood out, straining ferociously as she pulled 
with all her strength at her cousin's dark hair mingling with her own 
strawberry blonde pussy hair. 

"Melvin, oh, Melvin! Yes, suck my pussy! Lick it! It's wonderful!" she 
moaned, splaying her legs wider and wider over his back to give him greater 
access to her cunt mouth. Her cousin moaned and held her legs behind his 
knees moving them gently up over his shoulders that were sliding smoothly up 
her soft tender body at the same time. 

With her ankles now locked tightly around his neck, his rigidly throbbing 
young cock brushed tantalizingly against her wetly tangled pubic hair as he 
planted his hands on either side of her creamy white shoulders. He could see 
down between their bodies her upturned asscheeks exposed with the thin 
vertical mouth of her curl-rimmed little pussy, so tender and virginal and 
untouched. Her narrow oval cunt-slit was visibly clenching and unclenching 
with desire-heated anticipation, the warm moist furrow held apart by the 
pressure of his thighs jammed so tightly up against hers. 

Kathy felt delirious with desire. She saw her cousin, wild now with 
sexuality, hovering above her and she could feel the stiffness of his sleek, 
fleshy hardness lying the full length of her hotly quaking little pussy 
slit. God, why doesn't he fuck it up in me? she screamed in her head. Her 
passion dimmed eyes blinked with emotion in her head. Her passion dimmed 
eyes blinked with emotion in the darkness. She had to have it inside her. 
She was aching for it. She would die if she didn't have it fucking her up 
inside! But the jerking head of his cock merely rested throbbingly between 
her widespread buttocks, gently insinuating itself up and down, up and down 
in a maddening tease that caused her to grind her naked young pelvis 
salaciously upward against it, her hungry young cunt yearning for its hard, 
blood-filled tip. 

His calloused strong hands reached down underneath the grinding cheeks of 
her buttocks to grasp the full length of his stone hard organ and Melvin 
groaned softly above her as she stroked it softly in mute reverence. She 
could feel the spasmodic throbbing between her palms and the wetly heated 
liquid that trickled down in warm thin droplets from the blood-engorged 
head. She guided it ardently up the nakedly spread crevice of her buttocks, 
not allowing it to lose contact with her hotly tingling flesh until it was 
poised like a cannon barrel between her pulsating vagina's saliva-slicked 
flanges. Then the passion-crazed fifteen year old held it there with one 
hand, the other on her cousin's buttocks, drawing with all her strength to 
pull his turgid cock into her and let it drown the gnawing heat that was 
flaming out of control within the boiling confines of her uninitiated little 
belly. 

It was all Melvin could do to keep from fucking forward and impaling his 
cousin on his heavily aching cock with one long, cunt-splitting thrust. But 
he had to wait. It had to be absolutely perfect for her. It had to be worthy 
of the prize. Would she suffer afterwards, or would he in some way be 
instrumental in making sex better for her for the rest of her life? He knew 
it would hurt at first, splitting her cherry, and initiating her into 
womanhood, for he was certain that she must be a virgin. He had never fucked 
a virgin before. How should he do it, fast and hard, slow and easy? His 
hesitation, each moment of delay, was adding more delightful agony to his 
sperm-churning balls. He decided to fuck her fast and hard and spew out his 
white hot sperm deep up within her begging young cunt as fast as he could. 

They both gulped, and then Kathy felt the lips of her blood-pounding vagina 
being pressured open. The tight rimmed snugness resisted for a moment and 
then gave way under his steady, insistent probing. She wanted to cry out for 
she had not expected the pain. Melvin pushed and grunted, a tone of regret 
in his voice for the pain he was about to cause her. But suddenly the hard 
rubbery tip met her hymen and she thought she was going to die from the 
exquisite electricity which coursed through her burning young flesh. She 
resisted mechanically, emitting a long low groan of desire from deep in her 
throat. Melvin moved hungrily and brutally against her. His cock was being 
squeezed almost beyond endurance by her tightly resisting little pussy, and 
in his ears her long, almost suppressed groan echoed as if from a great 
distance. Shoving his hands under the tautly clenched curves of her 
buttocks, he gripped her strongly and shoved forward with everything he had. 
Her moaning became a fluttering gurgle of pure joy as the walls of her 
vagina split wide, then closed in again to milk caressingly around his 
solidly plunging young hardness. 

"Ooooooohhhh, Melllvinnnn, ahhhhhh!" Suddenly his lust inflamed cock was all 
the way in to the hilt, his sperm-filled testicles spanking with a lewd, 
wet, smacking sound into the split of her buttocks. He groaned, the cords of 
his neck muscles straining with super-human tension. Her legs jerked out 
wide to the sides of his young body, splaying over either side of the bed 
and kicking high into the air. Her shapely young body was pinned to the bed, 
impaled on her cousin's cock like a helpless little butterfly in an insect 
collection. With each jerk the blood-bloated head seemed to shove deeper 
into her, even though each time before she felt she had been filled to the 
very limit. His out-stretched arms pinned her shoulders snugly to the 
mattress. His solidly planted knees held her thighs split wide apart. She 
felt as if her body were being ripped down the middle and that this giant 
impaling instrument embedded in her belly would destroy her, but she didn't 
care, it was marvelous! His fiery plunging rod felt as though it might come 
out her throat as its blood-filled head bumped her cervix with a 
mind-jarring thump, causing her head to buffet hard back against the 
headboard of her bed. 

Melvin looked down at his cousin's face, so beautifully contorted with the 
intense pain and pleasure of virginal intercourse, she was barely 
recognizable. Her lips curled back from her teeth, pleading in incoherent 
whimpers from deep in her throat. Her arms were outstretched, palms against 
his moving hips. Looking between their incestuously coupled bodies, Melvin 
could see their pubic hair tangled together, the base of his young cock flat 
against the hotly throbbing little pussy furrow that his tongue had licked 
to moist receptiveness just a few short moments ago. The snug lips of her 
desire-seared cunt were stretched almost to the bursting point, the rubbery 
outer rim clasped tightly around the deeply sunk base of his penis like a 
rubber band. He held her there for a moment, savoring the illicit, erotic 
moonlit sight of his own sensationally beautiful cousin impaled on his 
heavily throbbing cock, lost deep within her tender, never-before fucked 
little cunt, her curvaceous white belly heaving with emotion and lustful 
desire. 

Feeling the hot searing presence of his hardness deep up inside her, Kathy 
squirmed beneath him, flexing her cuntal muscles against the hardness which 
seemed to cause it to throb into even greater rigidity in her no longer 
virginal pussy-hole. She could feel its every fleshy ridge and pulsing vein 
and her nerve endings transmitted its description to her ecstatic brain in 
minute detail, She felt as if her loins were going to sing out loud from 
sheer pleasure, and yet, at the same time there was the wracking pain, a 
pain that was gradually subsiding. And then it seemed as if it were a live 
thing moving around up inside her! The hard rubbery tip pressing against her 
cervix, the thin ridges along its length, the feel of his heavy, 
sperm-filled balls against the crevice of her buttocks, everything seemed to 
be a part of her! She was one with it, and in spite of the pain, her tongue 
began a hungry licking at her lips. They were still covered with his cum and 
her nostrils flared again, drawing the pungent odor deep into her lungs, 
mingling with the feeling of his cock throbbingly planted in her belly. It 
seemed to roll together in one great fiery ball of aching desire and her 
cunt contracted involuntarily as her body and mind began racing out of 
complete control. 

"Please, Melvin, please! Fuck it to my hot pussy! Fuck it to it now!" 

The sturdy, handsome farm boy didn't move his hips, but flexed his 
burgeoning cock slightly, causing her to moan with delight. He flexed again, 
watching with lustful fascination her desire-contorted face within its frame 
of moonlit blonde hair. She whimpered futilely, her mouth hanging slackly 
open, her eyes shut tight. Then there was a sharp intake of breath as he 
expanded his cock again, intoxicatingly stretching the tight, virginal 
little cuntal channel. He watched as her nostrils began a hesitant flaring 
in time to the slow teasing throbbing of his deeply embedded hardness, soft 
mewling sounds of pleasure slipping from her lovely full lips. 

"Urrrrgggghhhhhh!" she groaned happily, her eyes rolling with primitive 
desire. Then the urgent answering throbs of her cunt walls began to clutch 
spasmodically around the head of his penis as her wetly clasping pussy flesh 
undulated rhythmically around his heavily pulsating hardness. 

Kathy could scarcely contain herself as her groans and mewls of pleasure 
resounded throughout the room. Her head was lolling from side to side on the 
pillow as her hips began a desire-inciting roll beneath his deeply impaling 
cock-shaft. He clenched his teeth together to regain control as he felt her 
hungrily nibbling cunt screwing itself up tighter against his hard-grinding 
pelvis. 

All remaining pain within Kathy's wide-stretched cunt was giving way to a 
maddening electric tingle that began deep in her womb and seeped 
relentlessly through every raw nerve ending right down to her toes. It 
rippled through her freshly awakened cunt like fire across her thighs and 
along the full length of her wide-splayed legs and out the tips of her 
little curling toes. It worked its way up from her contracting belly through 
the rib cage and out the tips of her palpitating nipples peaked into tiny 
hard buds. Rivulets of perspiration ran down the sides of the full, 
pulsating mounds, soaking the mattress beneath her squirming back. She 
rotated her hips abandonedly around her cousin's young hotly throbbing cock, 
groaning with pleasure as she did so. The hotly contracting muscles nibbled 
hungrily at the lust-inflamed head. Then the dilated lips of her 
hair-covered slit pulled tantalizingly away, sliding moistly down his rod 
for several inches and then nibbling their way slowly back up, buffeting her 
soft cunt curls snugly up against his sparse pubic hair. Her handsome cousin 
was wide-eyed and delighted as her quivering young body pumped up and down 
on his rigidly throbbing cock flesh. 

Melvin looked down with his hazel eyes filled with lust as her cunt pulled 
down off his cunt-moistened shaft, and then he responded by fucking the 
velvety folds back up into her so the moist shiny length of his cock was 
swallowed whole back up into her so the moist shiny length of his cock was 
swallowed whole back up into her salaciously devouring pussy. He let her 
strain against him momentarily, watching with delight the utter abandon of 
her features as they contorted wildly with lust. Then her reactions began to 
come faster as the tempo of her cuntal grinding became more furious. Her 
teeth bit hard into her lower lips and he knew that she was straining to 
cum. The hungrily milking walls of her pussy were flowing warmly around his 
cock shaft and there was a wet sucking sound in the darkened room as he 
quietly fucked his nakedly spread young cousin from the city as though there 
were no tomorrow. Her back arched off the squeaking bed. Her feet planted 
flat on either side of his knees, and her hips began to hump faster and 
faster until finally she threatened to fuck him right up off the bed! 

"Oh, Melvin! I ... I think it's happening! I think my pussy's cumming!" she 
moaned out and bit down hard on her tongue as her toes curled tightly and 
waves of lewdly rising sensation began spilling up through her loins and 
outward like an invading army through the open and vulnerable field of her 
heaving belly. Then, suddenly, with a deep-throated, suppressed groan, her 
burning body began shuddering. Seeping warm cum spewed out from the 
throbbing, tightly locked passage around her cousin's deeply impaling penis, 
drowning him in its sticky warmth and trickling down the crevice of her 
globular white buttocks over his testicles which were slapping wildly now 
down against the tiny puckered circle of her anus. 

With this the boy seemed to go insane. With her body still jerking in the 
throes of savage virginal orgasm, he reached back and grabbed her ankles and 
pushed them back over her shoulders until she was wound up like a ball with 
his cock working in and out of her like a drill. Her knees were forced back 
over her shoulders to touch the mattress on either side of her head, and her 
widespread little pussy slit opened up completely to his voracious penis. 
Something had snapped inside the teenage boy's head. He had no idea any 
longer who she was. He didn't even care. All he knew was that this was an 
even better fuck than Mrs. Simmons and the boy thudded his belly against 
hers with a hard wet smacking noise that sounded like thunder through the 
silence of the room. His lean body pressed hard against the full ripe 
smoothness of her firm young breasts as he locked his mouth tightly over 
hers. He sucked on her tongue furiously and then thrust his own probing 
tongue deep into her throat, stifling her passionate cries of ecstasy. His 
shoulders pushed against the backs of her calves and kept her locked in the 
helpless balled-up position as he fucked her with demented energy, cupping 
the firm spasming cheeks of her buttocks in his strong hands and kneading 
their wriggling fullness, pulling her ass-cheeks wide apart. By now he was 
groaning through a series of long hard strokes up into her steaming little 
girl cunt which had become wet and slippery from her cumming. He was 
thrusting in and out with an urgency that signaled her that his own orgasm 
was fast approaching. 

As her exposed young pussy was plundered again and again, almost beyond 
endurance, Kathy groaned softly. She could feel her cousin's burgeoning cock 
fucking up and down inside her warm viscous passage like a fleshy piston and 
the hot spanking of his balls against her buttocks was wildly exciting. Her 
womb flared and the unresisting lips of her hair-lined cuntal orifice 
flowered open under his welcome rape of her youthful genitals. Her 
fingernails clawed a path of red streaks across his rapidly flexing buttocks 
as she pulled him as deep up into her as she could, thrusting her fleece 
covered pussy up over the driving hot hardness of his cock like a madwoman. 
She sucked voraciously on his tongue still shoved far back into her throat, 
greedily swallowed his saliva, groaning out to herself how wonderful it was. 
The pungent odor of their lovemaking filled the small dark room, serving to 
excite her more, and her body struggled to compliment his rhythm with her 
own energetic thrashing and humping. 

The bedsprings seemed to squeak loudly in time to their wild fucking, and 
their grunts, groans, and moans reverberated off the walls, mingling with 
the sound of sweat-soaked flesh smacking sharply against sweat-soaked flesh 
and the viscous slamming of his pile-driving organ sliding in and out of her 
receptively welcoming cunt. 

"Ohhhh," he groaned. "Why did you come here! You're so beautiful, Kathy, so 
hot! Oh, my God, why did you come here?" He could feel the white-hot cum 
building up inside his over-heated balls as they slapped hard against his 
cousin's upturned buttocks. He was ready ... ready ... He shoved his tongue 
wildly up into her throat and pulled her widespread ass-cheeks still further 
apart, grinding his pelvis mindlessly and ramming his spewing cock all the 
way to the hilt up inside her hungrily devouring young belly. 

Suddenly, Kathy could feel the heat of his fiercely expanding hardness begin 
to sputter and jerk inside her, the deliciously boiling liquid shooting into 
her like liquid fire, ricocheting around in her passion-flared belly like 
streams of molten lava from a hotly erupting volcano. Her cunt clasped his 
cock ecstatically, reaching a new plateau of orgasm from the wonderful 
feeling of his hot sperm shooting up inside her, and then she answered him 
by spilling out her own climactic secretions for a second time up into the 
already cum-flooded cavern of her openly spread vaginal walls. Kathy thought 
it was the most beautiful experience of her life. She wanted it to go on 
forever! Reaching frantically beneath her own squirming buttocks, she began 
to milk her cousin's balls instinctively to extract all the wonderful, hot 
male liquid from him she could. Her legs kicked out, muscles knotted with 
tension, to either side of the bed. His heavily emptying cock continued to 
jerk out its climax, filling her to the bursting and foaming out between the 
hungrily contracting lips that were so hungrily hugging his hard driving 
cock up between them. 

"Oh, Melvin, you're filling my pussy up with your beautiful, hot cum! Oh, my 
wonderful, beautiful cousin!" she moaned in pleasure, the hot, wet flesh of 
her cunt walls sucking hungrily at his throbbing penis until it finally gave 
one last spasmodic jerk, shooting out its final drop and began to slowly 
deflate up inside her belly. The insides of her smooth thighs were smeared 
wetly with his thick sticky juice. It trickled in thin white rivulets down 
into the crevice of her buttocks, forming a dark wet circle on the mattress 
beneath where the sheet was also stained with her virginal blood. The 
thought of her cousin's hot cum inside her was thrilling her beyond measure 
in a new feeling of completeness she had never known before. Totally full 
and content, the satisfied young girl smiled affectionately at her cousin, 
caressed him and wrapped her hand around his softened penis, forever 
grateful for the new world he had opened up to her. 

Melvin lay beside his cousin, almost, but not quite, ashamed now of what he 
had done, and wondering how he could keep himself from wanting to fuck her 
more and more. Patty's young, innocent face flashed through his mind, and 
her trusting expression filled him with guilt. Mrs. Simmons had been a good 
learning experience and a woman so much older, well, she could take care of 
herself. His intention was to fuck Kathy once and be rid of the insane, 
sinful desire, but the distraught young boy knew that it was not going to 
work the way he had planned. If he paid any attention to her at all, she 
would become more of an obsession with him. He'd be after her every night 
and they would eventually be caught. It was lucky beyond words that they had 
not been caught this time! She could even get pregnant from his cum in her 
cunt! Then what in hell would they do? He was going to have to grit his 
teeth and avoid her as much as possible until his Uncle Gerald arrived, then 
he knew that he would be too frightened to approach her. Without another 
word or glance at his beautiful cousin, Melvin Turner slipped off her bed 
and went on tiptoe to his own room. 

Kathy sensed the change in his mood, the resolution he had taken, and she 
wanted to beg him to stay, cry out to him not to turn his back on her now at 
the very beginning of their wonderful relationship, but at that moment, she 
heard the click of a light downstairs and the throwing of the bolt on the 
front door. Her aunt would soon be on the stairway. There was no time to 
talk about it now ... 

 Chapter 3 

In the morning, the sun sparkling in from the east onto the long sun porch 
made Kathy ask Aunt May why they couldn't eat breakfast out there instead of 
in the kitchen. As it was, the door onto the sun porch was tightly closed 
and bolted. 

"Oh, Aunt May, it's so lovely!" the child exclaimed, looking through the 
kitchen window and thence through the sun porch windows to the garden beyond 
where all kind of green things that she did not recognize were pushing their 
stalks into the air and waving tender new leaves in the morning breeze. 
"Please, let's have breakfast there!" 

Aunt May only laughed, but Melvin spoke up, and the sound of his boyish 
sarcasm relieved May. She erroneously thought it proof that her son had not 
succumbed to the charms of his sexy cousin from the city. All it really 
meant was that he was suffering with a guilty conscience and was steeling 
himself against further sin! "You'd boil out there," he told Kathy. "It's 
easily over one hundred degrees out there now." 

"Can't we open a window?" 

"Don't do no good this time of day!" he retorted. 

May felt so relieved that she felt chatty. "It helps heat the house in the 
winter," she explained. "We eat breakfast there then and leave the door 
open. Cuts down on the fuel bill considerably. It's very beautiful," she 
continued, talking to herself now more than Kathy. "We swelter inside while 
gazing out over fields of untouched snow that's sometimes deeper than the 
window sills. Great long, thick icicles hang solidly from the eaves and it 
seems as though they should be dripping from the heat, but the heat is only 
inside the porch. Outside it's below zero, very likely." She was thinking to 
herself how much Ray had loved to sit there mornings, having his eggs and 
bacon and home-made strawberry preserve on toast. She could not understand 
how he could leave such beautiful mornings for the cheap and lewd adventures 
of a whore's bed! 

"Oh," was all the girl could say. She had lost the thread of her aunt's 
story in contemplation of her cousin's strong hands, magic hands, with which 
he was now wiping egg from his plate with a piece of toast. He was carefully 
avoiding her eyes, which was not the reaction for which he had hoped. 
Suddenly he spoke up. "Ma, Kathy kin let the cows into pasture. She knows 
how to handle them now. Besides, there ain't no problem gettin' 'em through 
that gate in the morning. Thornton could do it himself if he could open the 
gate." 

"You going to mend fences?" 

"I got to, Ma, or we ain't going to have no cows! " 

"All right, if you think she can. Then I'll set her to weeding," his mother 
agreed. And so Kathy's day was set up without a word to her! 

Melvin pushed away his breakfast plate and went into the little hallway 
where the big refrigerators were for storing the big silver cans of milk and 
the fresh eggs, which Aunt May would box soon and deliver to the stores and 
neighbors. "You go let out the cows, Kathy," Aunt May was saying, "while I 
box the eggs and pour out the milk. I've got the bottles labeled so's if 
anyone comes for their milk while I'm gone, you can give it to them easily 
enough." 

"How much is it?" Kathy asked, assuming that she was supposed to charge. 

"Well we use their own bottles that they leave here and there's all 
different sizes. They know what they pay. Just take what they say." 

Kathy could hardly believe her ears. She thought of the stories her salesman 
father told about what people tried to pull and wondered how the Turners 
could ever make a success of their farm. Perhaps her Uncle Ray had been the 
business head of the family! But what did she care? She shrugged and nodded 
her head, smiling. 

"Soon as you get the cows out, I'll show you how to weed," her busy aunt 
continued. She was already piling the dishes into steaming hot water that 
would burn anyone else's hands! For heaven's sake, thought Kathy. They don't 
even have a dishwasher! 

Just then Melvin reappeared from the hallway, wearing a large, loose pair of 
coveralls, with giant pockets already filled with tools that made them sag 
as well as loops of rope and what looked like other pieces of junk to the 
young city girl. She had to giggle. Still he did not look at her. 

"Think the door's dry yet, Ma?" 

"It should be," his mother said. "I used the front bringing in the eggs but 
... " 

"I brought the milk in the front, too," he admitted. 

"Why don't we just leave it for the day to be sure," his mother spoke 
gently. It was then that Kathy noticed for the first time the gleam of love 
and pride in the older woman's eyes when she spoke to her son. She felt 
suddenly very left out. She felt that last night had been some kind of hoax 
on her, that she had been used and not appreciated. The bond between mother 
and son was all that was real in this house. Could that be why Aunt May was 
sometimes so cold and distant with Kathy? Could it possibly be that Aunt May 
and Melvin were ... were ... oh, Kathy almost didn't dare think it ... 
lovers? Noooooo! Kathy decided almost immediately. Not Aunt May. Hadn't 
Daddy told her that his sister May was a strait-laced woman if there ever 
was one? Kathy couldn't understand how a woman who had had sex could 
possibly go without it. Ever since Kathy had started to masturbate, she felt 
very nervous and restless if she was under such supervision that she 
couldn't satisfy her hungers for some reason. And now! Now that she knew 
what it was like to have a boy! What did Aunt May do?? 

"I'm afraid," Aunt May broke into her thoughts, "that there's not much time 
for dreaming on a farm, at least not in the morning. I'm sorry, dear. The 
cows should have been let out as soon as they were milked, but that poor boy 
cannot do everything, and his breakfast was ready ... " 

"Sure, Aunt May," the young girl suddenly bounced out of her chair. "Melvin 
explained it yesterday." She actually kissed her aunt on the cheek before 
running through the parlor out of the house. She had heard Thornton barking 
outside. Goodness! She had forgotten all about her handsome new friend! 

And Thornton seemed overjoyed to see her, especially when he discovered that 
she was going to let the cows out. His master had gone off in a completely 
different direction, nor would the boy listen to Thornton try to warn him 
that the cows were still locked in the barn! Thornton was finding that 
running a farm without an experienced hand like Ray around was an incredibly 
difficult job! Human beings were so easily diverted. For example, although 
he had to admit that it had its pleasures, this newcomer, instead of going 
directly to the barn, had to stop first and tickle Thornton's soft furry 
throat until he had to growl his impatience. Even that didn't work right 
away. 

Kathy was delighted to see Thornton and she was determined to make the big 
dog stay beside her for the day if she possibly could. She was amazed to 
hear him purr contentedly when she tickled his throat. She had never heard a 
dog make such cat-like noises before, and there was a strange sensual 
quality to it that sent waves of excitement shooting up into her tremulous 
belly. She gulped and shook her long strawberry blonde hair out of her eyes. 
After a sensuous night and after watching her handsome cousin closely this 
morning, it didn't take much for her pussy lips to begin to tingle 
frantically, but she was aware that from the kitchen through the sun porch 
so there was no immediate chance to rub there without being noticed. She 
tried to casually force Thornton's head toward her cunt as she petted him in 
order to embed his nose there just enough to relieve the sensual itch, but 
it didn't help. There was too much clothing between them. 

As she neared the barn, the teenager tried not to think of Melvin's fucking 
her last night, but it was impossible. She couldn't help wondering if he had 
ever fucked anyone else. She found herself wondering also about her father 
and whether he had a woman she didn't know about. After all, he had been a 
widower for some time now. Her father was a dreamy dude, too, she thought. 
She had his dimples though his hair was a much deeper red than hers. She 
wondered then, a little shamefacedly, how her father was in bed and whether 
he could measure up to her cousin! Oh, wow! She wondered if she would ever 
be able to recapture the magnificent orgasm she had undergone with her 
cousin. How does a girl find the dudes who can do that without becoming 
promiscuous? 

If dog's get ulcers, Thornton must have gotten one before his new young 
mistress finally got the cows turned out to pasture. He enjoyed the way she 
kept reaching out and stroking his ears and chin, but he enjoyed it more 
once the job was done. Then he relaxed as she continued to stroke and fondle 
his increasingly nervous head. His penis had come out a half a foot by the 
time they reached the porch again, and the mature male dog was beside 
himself, not knowing what to do. 

Aunt May called from the kitchen when she heard her niece enter the parlor. 
"You had better get into your jeans again for the weeding, Kathy. A sundress 
will never do, believe me." 

"Okay," Kathy answered. She held the screen door open for her friend, 
Thornton, and then started for the closed-in stairs. Thornton had become a 
devotee by this time and continued to pad around after her upstairs, but she 
had no objection to this. He was a sleek, handsome animal, and she was 
looking forward to his company for the rest of the summer. Intermittently, 
as she changed clothes, she thought she spied his big brown eyes watching 
her with the intentness of a human male although the young girl quickly 
attributed this to her imagination. Being in such a sexual turmoil this 
morning, Kathy was sure she would see male interest even in a fly. Then 
thinking along those lines she giggled ... even in a Venus's-flytrap, if 
they come in males! It was still difficult for her to believe that the 
little green fly-eaters could be plants even though, she had to admit, they 
had roots and stems and leaves and chlorophyll! Imagine a plant that ate 
bugs! It blew her mind! 

Again she looked quizzically down at Thornton, noting that he was indeed 
very handsome with his sleek silver coat and his rakish eye patch. She felt 
flattered by his interest and wondered why. Why did her breasts seem to warm 
under his gaze? She even found herself thrusting her chest out slightly 
whenever she walked past him, and instinctively, just because someone was, 
after all, watching her, she did sort of undress and dress again in a slow, 
teasing, rather provocative manner. 

But could a dog really get worked up over a girl, a girl person? Kathy had 
never thought about it before and didn't really know. Could a girl get 
excited about a dog? She cast her blue eyes furtively toward the dog's 
genitals from time to time and slowly, subtly, found a certain curiosity 
arising within her. She had never given any thought to the obvious fact that 
dogs had sex lives as well as people, but there was something in Thornton's 
steady, masculine demeanor which made her just a shade piqued by curiosity. 
Before long she even found herself trying to glance under his belly in order 
to find out just what he was made of. She discovered nothing which satisfied 
her very much. There was just the usual angular jut of fur-covered sex-pouch 
and the soft sway of medium sized balls beneath. After a while she found 
herself giggling as she considered how obscene and silly she was being. 

Aunt May finally called her downstairs to learn the weeding. She could see 
right now that this young niece was not going to be very much help. If she 
was going to have to be pushed and pulled into every chore then having her 
was going to be far more work than it was worth. Gerald has asked May to let 
Kathy stay for the summer, in return for which, Kathy would lend a hand with 
the chores and he, himself, would come up for three weeks' vacation and 
help, too. Considering the work to do around the farm, it seemed at the time 
like a good deal to May, but now she was not so sure. The child seemed to 
have her mind on herself alone and the impression she made on her male 
cousin. May was beginning to become suspicious that boy problems might be 
the reason Gerald wanted his daughter on a farm for the summer! 

Downstairs she came now with Thornton looking sheepish close behind her. 
"Just look at him," Aunt May said. "He knows he's not supposed to come in 
that front door!" 

"I'm sorry, Aunt May," Kathy spoke up in spite of the fact that the rule 
didn't make much sense to her. "I let him in." 

"That's all right. I didn't tell you not to," her aunt said. "He can come in 
the back way." She looked at her niece and with some amusement saw that 
unconcerned expression which said better than any words that it was a stupid 
rule. "I don't want him to get in the habit of dragging the mud in on the 
carpet." 

Kathy flushed in embarrassment. She hadn't thought of all the mud that must 
be constantly outside. "I won't let him in that way again," she stammered. 

"The back door's dry. We should switch back to that anyway," the older woman 
smiled. She supposed there must have been a touch of arrogance in herself 
when she was that age although she couldn't remember. Maybe no one ever 
remembered bad things about themselves. Now she took the girl out into the 
large garden and showed her how to walk the rows and what to pull. She 
explained how different rows of the same vegetable were planted at different 
times so the crops would be staggered. For example, there were three sowings 
of corn and the last one was so young that she must be careful not to pull 
the corn instead of the weeds. "If you have doubts, don't pull it," Aunt May 
said. "Melvin can check it out later real fast so don't worry." 

Then Aunt May left to deliver her eggs and some of the milk. She had left 
Kathy a pair of cloth gloves to wear, and the teenager dutifully began to 
weed. Thornton followed her like a nosey supervisor, but each time she would 
look back at him, he would sit, his long red tongue lolling from his doggie 
grin and his big brown eyes on hers expectantly. A few times she returned 
the massive animal's stare, a wicked little smile curling across her lips as 
she remembered the thoughts that had crossed her mind earlier. Then, with 
one ear to the road and after a fast look all around her, she suddenly 
unzipped her jeans and pulled them down, not quite daring yet to remove her 
panties. She sat right in the dirt, spreading her feet apart and her knees 
so that she was lewdly spread apart as far as possible, with the lips of her 
tender young pussy peeking out from either side of the crotchband of her 
diaphanous little panties. She hissed, "Here Thornton! Come here, boy!" 
Thornton got to his feet and bounded over to her as though he had been 
waiting for just that command. 

"Wow!" the young girl breathed, smiling broadly. "Wow!" Maybe the farm life 
was going to be pretty special after all! 

Now Thornton whined happily and lay down between her legs, planting one 
forepaw on her knee and resting his cold wet nose on her inner thigh. 
Suddenly there was a raw throbbing feeling in Kathy's pussy. She had enjoyed 
having her hot young cunt licked last night and she now knew that she loved 
that sort of thing. With Thornton's nose separated from her cuntal lips by 
only the thin material of her nylon panties, there was almost an 
electromagnetic field joining the two of them in that warm central little 
hole up between her smooth young thighs. She gazed down into the German 
Shepherd's fond brown eyes and wondered how much he could understand. Could 
he possibly sense what she wanted? But no, that was impossible. A dog 
couldn't know those things about people! 

Still, Thornton was so handsome with his pirate patch over one eye, and he 
was so intelligent looking as well. He had a sturdy, masculine bearing about 
him. She found herself musing about the girl dogs around the area and what 
they thought of him. Did he set their pussies to throbbing when he came 
strutting around? She was sure that he had to be a first rate heartbreaker! 
Thornton was undoubtedly lord of half the bitches around! 

Suddenly she laughed at her own foolishness and was about to put on the 
cotton gloves without stopping to think that she had better pull up her 
pants first. Oh, wow! She shook her head and then grabbed his handsome head 
to shake it between her cool, slender hands. "Are you one of them dudes, 
Thornton?" she asked with pouting bottom lip. "Do you go all over the place 
letting the girls fight over you? You aren't like that, are you?" Then, 
without knowing what prompted her, she reached underneath his body to feel 
around for his genitals. 

Thornton began to whimper and moan hotly into her lap as she found his 
rather unusually heavy testicles in the narrow furry scabbard containing his 
penis. She stroked there gently and was delighted to discover that this 
actually excited her. She found her nostrils flaring and wondered how much 
stroking would be required for his dog-cock to begin showing itself from its 
furry sheath. She hadn't long to wait, for suddenly she could feel something 
warm and slippery sliding softly out into her fingers. Her heart gave a 
terrific jump and she could hear a rushing in her ears like that of a tidal 
wave washing over everything in its path. So this was a dog's penis, very 
slick and moist and with not a great deal of resemblance to that of a man's. 
Yet at the same time it was fiercely exciting. Perhaps the very illicitness 
of what she was doing was serving to excite her so savagely. She could feel 
a warmth spreading in her loins as her finger found the liquid droplet of 
cum that was seeping forth from the small opening in the tip of his penis. 

"Thornton!" she gasped. "What in the world are you doing?" 

The handsome silver German Shepherd barked twice in reply to her exclamation 
and began to happily lap at her face. Kathy giggled and tried to evade his 
surging tongue, but he was too fast for her. It lapped hot and wet over her 
eyelids, nose and lips. 

"Thornton, no!" she laughed gaily, as if it were a game, but as his tongue 
tip darted out to stroke across her open mouth, she felt a forbidden wave of 
desire shooting through her loins like a small electric vibration. 
"Thornton, oh, please!" She tried to back off from him in the dirt, but 
suddenly that lengthy red tongue of his was lapping up across the front of 
her dress and making her swelling young breasts bobble from side to side 
under its heated naughty manipulation. "Oh, Thornton, please. This is wrong, 
really wrong!" 

Her heart aching heavily within her pounding chest, she finally squirmed 
away and leaped awkwardly to her feet, pulling up and zipping her jeans. 
Without a backward glance, she ran for the house and up the closed stairway 
to the upstairs bath. What haunted her was the sight of his excitedly 
whimpering face as she had turned to close the screen door to the parlor. 
God almighty! Breathing hotly, Kathy grasped her throat and wondered what on 
earth had come over the two of them. At first it had been just a naughty 
game, to see what kind of sexual equipment Thornton had, but suddenly the 
game had changed and Thornton had become almost like a lover in his approach 
to her, lapping at her heaving breasts and across her face ... 

Now she stood shaking in the bathroom and looked at her beautiful form 
closely in the mirror to ascertain if any of their depraved behavior had 
left its mark on her. No, she was the same beautiful and angelic looking 
girl, with the billowing strawberry blonde hair and the vivid blue eyes 
under the thick, mascara-coated lashes. Standing back from the mirror the 
gravity-defying uplift of her firm young breasts rose into view beneath the 
thin cotton material of her plaid shirt. Giving herself a sweet smile of 
appreciation, she pulled the shirt down off her shoulders so that the full 
white mounds of her fresh young tits came bursting into view, their nipples 
already large and hard from the excitement of the sudden stimulation of 
Thornton's tongue. 

She put a thumb and index finger around each nipple and began twiddling with 
them. They were like hard little buttons surrounded by the smooth pink 
areolas which men and boys were supposed to be so fond of sucking. Then it 
struck her. What if Thornton had actually lapped at her bare breasts? Would 
she have been able to resist? Would she have been able to make herself flee 
into the house? Or would she have found herself enraptured by that moistly 
darting tongue? Thornton had an exceptionally large tongue, much larger than 
a man's, of course, and it was not difficult to imagine such a tongue 
licking her into a fit of ecstatic rapture. She had certainly been 
titillated by a lot less, using her own fingers! And if a tongue like that 
ever licked a girl's cunt, oh, wow! It would almost make Melvin seem 
unexciting in comparison. 

She pulled her shirt back on and sat on the edge of the bathtub, thinking. 
Should she dare to misbehave with a dog? It was true that she was now 
unhesitatingly anticipating the experience of all sorts of human males, but 
wouldn't it be terribly bad to do it with an animal, even such a fine 
handsome, intelligent one such as Thornton? Yes, she felt she had to draw 
the line somewhere. She would have to learn to control herself in all this, 
to pick and choose. From now on there would be no more teasing, no more sexy 
little games with Thornton. He was, after all, just an animal. How would he 
be expected to know that she was just teasing him when she fondled his 
balls? He must be very hurt and angry with her! Why she was actually being 
what the boys at school referred to as a "cock teaser" with the poor dog, a 
quality she had always thought must be loathsome, even before she knew what 
it was really all about. 

She would have to apologize to Thornton immediately. Maybe somehow he would 
understand. She would just have to continue to satisfy herself in the usual 
way, through masturbation, since she instinctively knew that Melvin would 
not take the risk again. He would very likely avoid her as much as possible. 
God, how could a dude his age be content to do nothing but work? Strangely 
disgruntled, the frustrated teenager stood up and went downstairs to the 
front door. He was not looking in through the screen. She hesitated 
momentarily, then sighed and opened it up. He was nowhere on this end of the 
house. She stepped outside and investigated to the left, the west porch, but 
he was nowhere in sight. Well, there was the weeding to do and she had 
better get started. 

Thornton wasn't in the garden either. He had apparently left the area of the 
house. Perhaps he had gone to sulk in the pasture with the cows. Kathy 
wondered if animals understood each other's problems, like would the cows 
know and think she was a meany? She shivered involuntarily, as if briefly 
chilled. She could not help but recall how Thornton had excited her by 
drawing his thick, wet tongue across the front of her blouse and teasing her 
firm young breasts. It was too much to consider how she might have succumbed 
had she been naked before his lewdly exciting touch. 

While she weeded she continued to consider the episode. The brief encounter 
with the handsome beast had worked her up to the point where she could enjoy 
a heavenly masturbation session right now, but there was the possibility of 
a milk customer coming or even Aunt May or Melvin while her fingers were 
sluicing wetly up between legs. That would be terribly embarrassing, 
especially outdoors in the garden! Well, she thought with a certain 
resignation, looking at the rows and rows of new plants that had to be saved 
from the encroaching army of weeds, she would just have to wait! 

Meanwhile, May Turner was on the last leg of her rounds with the eggs and 
that milk which she dropped off. It was so inexpensive that most people were 
quite willing to come to the farm themselves for what they needed. She would 
only deliver what was on her route to the stores. There was too much to do 
to spend her day making home deliveries! In fact, she had just dropped her 
last dozen eggs at Mrs. Parkinson's and was leaving the yard when she 
thought she saw a familiar silver shape next to the red barn. 

She slowed down the car and squinted into the bright southeast sunlight. 
That was certainly Thornton and with Mrs. Parkinson's doberman! What was he 
doing away from the farm at this hour of the day? He always stayed with 
Melvin. Was Melvin here for some reason? No, he would have had to run to be 
here so soon! Why should he? Mrs. Parkinson would have no need to call him 
for anything. It would be safe to take the dog home, she reasoned. Thornton 
had obviously come visiting by himself. 

While she got out of the car to call him, it occurred to her that the big 
dog had certainly taken a liking to Kathy. Well, he's a male, isn't he? she 
thought and then was immediately surprised by the nature of her crude and 
just a little jealous idea! What in the world was the matter with her? She 
had had her chance for all kinds of sex and had maintained her dignity 
instead. She would do so until the end, she resolved. What was making her 
think crazy thoughts like this? Was she going out of her mind? Surely her 
physical frustration would go away as long as she worked to keep her mind 
off them! 

"Thornton! Thornton! Come here, boy!" she called toward the barn, but not 
even an ear seemed to twitch in response. She grimaced and shaded her eyes 
with her hand to take a closer look. 

"Thornton! Here, Thornton!" she called again, a trace of desperation in her 
voice. What in the world was he doing? She could see him all right, next to 
the barn, partly in the shade so that he looked almost as if he were working 
on a shadow instead of Mrs. Parkinson's big black doberman. Oh, God, May 
moaned. He was copulating with the black bitch like crazy! She gasped and 
put a hand to her chest before she determinedly crossed the barn drive in 
pursuit of her own dog. As she approached within a few feet of the busily 
engaged pair, she stopped short. Her eyes were blazing and she felt a 
furious thumping in her heart together with a curious warmth in the vicinity 
of the juncture of her thighs. 

She had always tacitly assumed that Thornton had a sex life, but somehow she 
had never expected to see him so that the reality of it seemed more unreal 
than the assumption. She at first found herself disbelieving that it could 
be! "Oh, Thornton," she murmured weakly, her fist falling slightly clenched 
at her side. The big silver haired shepherd was looking at her with fiercely 
gleaming eyes, and his stiff red animal-cock could be seen slipping in and 
out of the confines of the doberman's cunt, the walls of her pussy clinging 
hungrily along it with every outstroke. 

May studied the female animal's dark face. The wanton hussy was obviously 
enraptured over being so beautifully fucked by such a fine animal as 
Thornton. Her black eyes glowed like coals beneath the slight ridges of her 
lids, which quivered with emotion as she stood there, complacently and 
happily presenting herself for Thornton's rampaging use. He had mounted her 
from behind, of course, with his forepaws holding tight to her back. 
Beneath, his haunches were struggling for support on the uneven ground as 
his pelvis worked in and out of the doberman's cuntal channel with a fury 
that held May spellbound. She wondered if it didn't hurt terribly to be 
taken in this way, without any tenderness whatever, no more than that 
impaling animal penis sliding helplessly in and out, in and out? 

For a moment, closing her eyes, she felt as though she were going to faint. 
This was assuredly the most obscene thing she had ever witnessed, and her 
legs were rooted to the ground like tree stumps, unable to move. She was an 
audience of one, petrified into a human statue as she stood dumbly in Mrs. 
Parkinson's yard while Thornton fucked in and out of the lovely sleek-haired 
doberman's tender cunt beneath the light of the mid-morning sun. The animals 
were surrounded by the familiar sights that May had grown to look at without 
seeing, the barn, the trees, the rolling earth and the little pond that 
bordered the road so that everyone driving through always stopped to admire 
the ducks. Now these things were all no more than props for the fantastic 
sight of her dog and the slick black female who was so intimately enjoying 
his favors. 

Finding her lithe legs shaking and her loins churning in a weird kind of 
unaccustomed excitation, May Turner shuddered. She had occasionally felt a 
normal sort of sexual arousal down through the years of marriage, but she 
could remember nothing as wildly thrilling and stimulating as watching the 
obscene animal coupling beside the red barn. It was quite obvious that the 
doberman was enjoying it to the fullest. Thornton was really a Don Juan of 
sorts, May expected, that was among the local bitches. He was handsome in a 
sexual way, the woman further conceded, not in the usual doggy way. Thornton 
had a certain magnetism which must drive the girls wild! 

 Chapter 4 

The atmosphere in the farmhouse was very mellow for the next couple of days 
as each of its occupants struggled with his or her own confusion and had 
little time to notice anything amiss in the behavior of the others. Thornton 
very easily took over the farm, rousing each of his human workers when 
something was supposed to be done, goading them as they absent-mindedly 
performed each task. The eggs were gathered, the chickens were fed, the 
garden was weeded, and the cows were tended to all because of Thornton's 
persistent nagging. He understood his role, or seemed to and was proud of 
it. He was everywhere at once, his silver fur shining in the sun, his black 
lips pulled back into a perpetual toothy grin, his long pink tongue panting 
strongly in and out as he supervised each task. Melvin's mind seemed to be 
so committed to avoiding Kathy and working hard that he often forgot what it 
was he was supposed to work hard at! May was restless and getting 
progressively more preoccupied. Thornton caught her glancing slyly and 
perplexedly at his genitals once in awhile or staring into space out a 
window with a half-peeled potato in her motionless hand. Kathy's eyes were 
unobtrusively for Melvin and her dejection was painful, but Thornton 
expected that with patience, he could change all that! 

The spoiled young city girl was used to having her way about things and was 
sure that in time, she would be able to change the relationships in the 
house more to suit her own needs. In the meantime, she discovered that there 
was some fun in doing the chores around the farm, especially with Thornton 
around yapping and even helping more than she realized a dog could. 
Nevertheless, the routine, without any sex to even briefly assuage the 
burning needs within her loins, was quickly becoming very frustrating for 
the healthy, well-developed fifteen year old. She finger-fucked herself 
continually at night, but this was a far cry from what she now understood as 
the real thing and it scarcely left her any more relaxed in the morning. 
There was obviously no way to meet anyone way out here and no time to visit 
at any distance even if she knew where there was anyone she wanted to meet. 
The milk customers never brought any young teenagers with them although they 
often brought dogs. 

Thornton was well entertained. He had never bothered the bitches quite so 
much before. but now he seemed to make a point of leading them to wherever 
Kathy was working and furiously fucking them as close to her as he could 
maneuver, his haunches working madly as his big red cock slid in and out of 
the dog's shamelessly presented pussy-slit. 

Always he seemed to be looking at her as he did this, almost as if he were a 
human male showing off. When she caught the two dogs together like this, 
Kathy would find her breath coming in sharp excited gusts. Of course, she 
should have assumed that the bitches would find Thornton devilishly 
attractive with his gorgeous coat and his rakish black eye, she told 
herself, but why did the sight of two dogs fucking excite her so? Perhaps it 
was because her own sex life had become suddenly so barren after the 
enticing awakening of a few nights ago. It could have been, also, because 
Thornton was one of the dogs! She could feel her belly surging with youthful 
emotion when she watched them, and in no time at all her sparse young 
pussy-hair seemed to be moistening with her vicarious arousal. Then she 
would return to her room and rub herself furiously between the legs, trying 
hard not to think of the handsome German Shepherd. But in no time at all her 
feeling with respect to Thornton was becoming a mixture of natural female 
jealousy and lust at seeing someone else engaging inactive sex. Because she 
had rejected, him and he had quickly found someone else, she was as jealous 
as any girl would be of a fickle beau, and she found herself desiring him to 
come at least once more to visit her. This was the eternal female reaction 
since time immemorial, for nothing makes a man as attractive to a woman as 
another woman's interest in him. Therefore, even though Kathy had no 
intention whatever of pursuing any conscious bestial behavior, she still 
would have liked to have Thornton come around to pay obeisance to her again. 
That he wasn't doing so but was apparently purposely tormenting her with the 
other dogs only vexed her frustration and sense of being wronged. 

So in spite of all the new activities and the fresh air and smells of the 
farm, the lovely Kathy was going to bed terribly unhappy and dissatisfied 
with the agony of a frustrated existence. Thornton had withdrawn his 
attention and affection, and she was smarting like a woman betrayed. There 
seemed to be no possibility of solving the problem! The situation certainly 
looked depressing until one night when she couldn't seem to get to sleep and 
she was to learn just how much the attractive powerful German Shepherd could 
come to mean to her. It was very late when the voluptuous young girl stirred 
restlessly in her rumpled bed, her thighs sticking together slightly due to 
the cumming she had experienced from her finger fucking of her own 
salaciously demanding pussy much earlier. 

Her powder blue nightie was bunched up almost around her neck and, looking 
down, she could see the high twin peaks of her firm young breasts poking up 
beyond the barrier of her rumpled nightdress. Her legs were spread wide 
apart as though in open invitation to some phantom lover standing at the 
foot of the bed. She was remembering a dream she had just had in the few 
moments of light sleep she had fallen into after her orgasm. It was a dream 
of herself and Thornton in an incredibly lurid pose! Her breath caught and 
she bit down hard on her lower lip. And now, because she was acquiring the 
habit of playing with herself to forget things and fall asleep, she 
automatically moved her fingers into the rapidly moistening juncture of her 
smooth, cum-smeared thighs while thinking of the big silver dog. She pushed 
her middle finger up through her soft pussy hair and on through her 
sensitive clinging cuntal lips, where she established a slow, teasing 
circling rhythm around the clenched little opening to her overheated vagina. 
As the vividness of her dream-adventure with Thornton flickered through her 
impressionable, lust-saturated brain as though she were watching a slightly 
out-of-focus television screen, her flesh seemed to ache all over with 
perverted anticipation. 

Breathing a little sigh of surrender mixed with despair, she withdrew her 
finger and smoothed her hands carefully up to her breasts, touching them 
slightly in guarded exploration. "Ooooh," she moaned aloud into the 
stillness of the late night. They seemed so tender and full of desire. 
Wouldn't it be nice to have a hot lapping mouth working over them? Her hands 
explored farther, coursing their way down again over her succulently rounded 
belly and finally up once more between her still open thighs. Again she 
groaned as her fingers made tender contact with the lewdly moistening edges 
of her vaginal slit. Her fingers probed the sensitive opening, her 
fingertips becoming wetly slick from the sticky pre-coital liquid that was 
seeping so viscously from it, anointing the split of her buttocks and the 
bed beneath. 

Then very suddenly the door opened and there was her aunt, a horrified look 
spreading across her tired face. "Why, Kathy! What are you doing?" 

Thoroughly mortified, Kathy quickly withdrew her fingers from her burning 
little pussy and jerked the covers up over her heaving nakedness. 

"Nothing, Aunt May, I mean ... nothing ... that is I was ... trying to 
sleep!" 

Aunt May entered the room with her arms crossed, a stern expression masking 
her flushing pink features. Thornton padded in softly after her and sat down 
unobtrusively, looking bored and uninterested, in one barely visible corner 
of the room. 

"Well, Kathy," Aunt May remonstrated sharply, " as you must have been 
taught, a good girl keeps her hands away from her own body!" She paused, 
seemed to think of something, and then softened. "Now, see if you can't get 
to sleep. It's very late." With that the offended aunt went out of the 
bedroom, slamming the door behind her. 

Tears welled up in Kathy's eyes as the door closed. Heavy wet tears finally 
flooded out and trickled down her cheeks. His eyes all sorrow and sympathy, 
Thornton padded over to the bed and nestled his snout in between the weeping 
youngster's thighs, whimpering lightly. She pushed her fingers into his soft 
fur and began fondling his ears, still weeping copiously. 

"Is it my fault, Thornton? I can't help it! I'm a flesh and blood girl with 
the same wretched desires of everyone else! Can I help it if I like fucking? 
Can I help a thing like that?" Thornton yelped sympathetically and let out 
an understanding bark. Not noticing that the coverlet was slipping away from 
her torso to reveal the majestic beauty of her heaving, pink-tipped breasts, 
Kathy took the dog's noble masculine face in her hands and looked down at 
him affectionately. 

"You understand, don't you, Thornton? You're the only person in this house 
that does! I'll bet you understand all about females, don't you? I've seen 
the way you fuck the little girl dogs who come here, you devil!" 

Thornton seemed to grin wickedly, and then suddenly his long pink tongue 
lashed out across the width of her breasts, lapping electrically over her 
already throbbing nipples. "Thornton!" she exclaimed, drawing back. "Why, 
you naughty ... you ... good dogs keep their tongues in their mouths!" 

With this Thornton appeared to smile in his knowing way, and the next thing 
she knew, he had suddenly leaped up onto the bed and was buffeting around on 
her legs, stepping gingerly. All at once his ears perked up and he seemed to 
look at her significantly. 

"Ooooohhhh, Thornton, don't look at me like that!" she whispered, backing 
off across the bed, deeply moved and drawing the sheet up after her. Her 
loins felt as if they were full of butterflies. There was a deep fluttering 
in her belly that resembled no other feeling of sexual anticipation that she 
had ever felt before. Was this it? Was this the adventure her restless mind 
had been searching for all week? Did she want this handsome animal? 

"You know I love you, you devil. You made me love you, you good-for-nothing, 
evil, good-looking thing you," she confessed. "But what about Aunt May? 
We're certain to get caught. After all, lover, she burst in here once, 
didn't she?" 

The giant German Shepherd stepped carefully across the bed toward her, 
leaving no pawprint on the sheet. His jaw hung slack, and that enormous long 
red tongue which had so titillated her nipple was hanging out of his head 
wet with saliva. Kathy winced and withdrew into herself. What could she do? 
The masterful beast was so damned sure of himself ... and of her! 

Then abruptly Thornton took the decision out of her hands. His knowing eyes 
devoured her long strawberry blonde hair, only a pale off-white on the 
moonlit pillow, her high-set widely spaced breasts with their throbbing hard 
nipples, the soft curve of her pretty white stomach. Then, incredibly, he 
bent his head and took the coverlet and sheet both in his teeth, stepping 
backward quickly and drawing them off in order to fully expose her 
breathless nakedness. 

"Thornton! Oh, please, no!" she protested. "This is wrong, darling! You're a 
... a ... ooooohhh, darling!" 

Then it was too late, for even as she tried to grip one of his pointy furred 
ears, his cold nose nudged first one thigh wide open and then the other. Her 
legs fell obediently to either side of the disheveled bed. The entire 
situation was so mind-blowing, so totally unlike anything she had ever 
encountered before in her young life, that she didn't know how to cope with 
it effectively. All she could do was lie there, squirming her buttocks back 
into the mattress, her legs still spread wide as Thornton backed off her, 
his big brown eyes eating her up voraciously. 

This new mistress was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen in his life, 
and that long hair that glinted with glowing embers of fire in the sun was 
not a small part of the attraction he felt. He seemed to be gazing in 
intoxicated rapture at her enchanting figure spread open in sacrifice on the 
bed before him. Then abruptly his head inclined and he made one long swiping 
lick up through the sticky wet crevice which reached from her anus right up 
to the quivering lips of her burning young pussy. 

"Oooohhh," she moaned softly, gripping the big dog's ears. "Oooooh, 
darling!" she whispered. 

Her mouth hung open in bewilderment in the wake of the enervating shock of 
feeling his hot tongue dart along her erogenous slit. Her eyes became glazed 
over and deeply smoked with lust. Moving awkwardly Thornton positioned 
himself, as best he could on the spongy mattress, in between her legs and 
over her rapidly rising and falling belly, beneath which dwelt the focal 
point of all animal desire, human or otherwise. She pushed her fingers into 
the soft fur, and then his snout inclined until it was scarcely inches away 
from her throbbing pubic mound. Surrendering at last, the desire-weakened 
girl shuddered ecstatically as she dug her fingers even deeper into the 
silky fur on the back of his head. 

"You mustn't, darling," she whimpered softly, believing just the opposite. 
Her hotly seething cunt felt as if it were aflame from the fire-branding 
lick of his wetly prodding tongue. In her secret heart she wanted only for 
him to continue and continue and continue. This was it ... the big one! 

Suddenly his tongue was there again, lashing through her molten, lava-heated 
pussy like a hot knife through butter. Kathy groaned with pleasure that 
seemed to wrack her loins and force a shivering thrill outward throughout 
her burning nerve endings. That was beyond consideration. Nothing mattered 
except the fierceness of Thornton's majestic animal's love. She wanted to 
dissolve into a pool of unfettered lust where she would know nothing but the 
unmitigated savagery of that wonderful sensation he was generating deep up 
within the shivering whiteness of her needing belly. Kathy sucked in her 
stomach and choked on her own agonized gasp for air as the tip of his tongue 
caressed maddeningly and with infinite knowledge along the moist red slit of 
her vagina, which opened like a flower in spring sunshine before his knowing 
canine manipulations. The dainty bud of her clitoris was clearly visible, 
throbbing violently into hardness just above the stretched elastic opening 
of her curl-fringed little cuntal entrance. 

His long wet tongue snaked out to flick teasingly at the quivering little 
nub of raw nerves at the top of her pussy-slit once again. Kathy's body 
jerked at the searing electric contact and her legs clamped snugly together 
over the smooth fur of his head, her soft inner thighs imprisoning his 
pointed ears in a viselike grip. Then her hips began a slow up and down 
movement in lewd rhythm to the probings of his slavering tongue. Soft mewls 
of animal pleasure seeped from between her tightly clenched teeth. The 
fifteen year old was trapped in a mindless fit of uncontrolled lust and 
depravity, her upper torso writhing like a belly dancer's, her firm white 
breasts dancing and heaving with emotion. 

As her pelvis twisted lustfully forward into Thornton's ardently licking 
face, Kathy's mouth opened with a depraved gasp. Her mind felt as if it were 
exploding in all directions. She wasn't certain now just who or what or 
where she was. There was only this marvelous feeling in her loins that was 
totally unlike anything she had ever felt before in her life, even with 
Melvin, a combination of Thornton's whiskers against the smooth flesh of her 
thighs, the occasional touch of his cold wet nose, and above all the 
out-of-this-world tongue of his that was like fever in the blood, an 
electric cattle prod working over the budding sensitive folds of her hot 
young pussy till she thought she would go stark-raving mad with desire. Her 
young body squirmed involuntarily in lewd surrender to the nerve shattering 
licking of the bestial tongue and mouth so ardently branding her burning, 
seething cunt. Her hands cupped her own full tingling breasts and squeezed 
them hard until she moaned from the combination of delights she was feeling 
throughout her sensuously squirming breasts, belly and thighs. 

"Oh, God," she groaned as loudly as she dared, as the tantalizing lapping of 
the immense pink tongue continued, its hot wet movement threatening to 
consume her in paroxysms of obscene delight. Her pussy and loins felt as if 
they had melted into hot honeyed butter, and her legs shivered with erotic 
spasms. She ground her buttocks lasciviously back against the mattress, 
screwing her quivering little ass-cheeks around and around in small circles 
beneath his fiercely debauching tongue. It was so delicious to feel this 
exquisitely depraved rape of her fire-filled young cunt that she wanted to 
sob from pure joy. There was nothing in the world, could be nothing in the 
world like this fantastic tremulous feeling that was turning her stomach, 
bones and nerve endings upside down and inside out. She wanted to wallow in 
this powerful enslaving sensation of his warm slippery tongue slicing 
through the soft wet flesh of her aroused pussy and pushing it up inside 
before it. His great slobbering tongue slithered over the naked cuntal 
crevice of the writhing teenage girl, driving her wild with desire. She 
reveled like a heathen in hell its lewd tingling joy until she thought her 
entire body was going to explode into a thousand fragments. 

"Oh, God," she breathed, hoarse with desire. "I like it. Go on, darling, go 
on!" 

She spread her thighs wider in order to give the slaving German Shepherd's 
tongue greater access, her eyes glazed dumbly with mindless passion. Her 
fingers clutched his soft furry coat, dragging it up in bunches and enjoying 
the wonderful rich feel of it. 

Thornton's tail wagged with pure happiness as he lapped hungrily at his new 
mistress' moist vaginal slit. He had adored her from the first moment he had 
seen her long, exciting hair, and he was delighted to find that she 
appreciated his devotion as much as he had expected she would. He lapped 
greedily at the soft narrow folds between her legs from which trickled the 
most delicious liquid-honey he had ever tasted in his life. His tongue 
licked wetly up and down from tender anus to quivering erect clitoris, the 
tip of it burrowing slightly into both her cuntal and her anal apertures. 
The fluted pink edges of her pussy were an open wound alive with shivering 
sensation, quivering maddeningly with every lap. The tiny sensation-bud 
concealed in her pussy-slit felt electrically tingly and all ready to burst. 
His great tongue spread relentlessly through the soft, hair-covered swelling 
of her pubic mound until Kathy began spewing out low gargling sounds of 
ecstatic delirium from deep in her chest. She jerked spasmodically at his 
fantastic technique and felt as if she were dying when his tongue doubled up 
lengthwise and attempted to insert itself like a penis into her shattered 
little vagina. 

"Yes, yes! Oooohhhhh, darling, yesssssss. Fuck me! Oh, like that, 
yesssssss!" 

She shuddered and chilled from the intense sexual stimulation that only 
indulging in something forbidden can provide. Her brain could scarcely 
imagine anything more illicit than having her cuntal regions lapped by a 
German Shepherd, and her body responded accordingly, jerking and writhing 
under that depraved electric prod. Her lustful moans alternated with feeble 
mewls of unnatural pleasure, pleasure that the slithering dog tongue, 
dripping with saliva and the secretions of her cunt, was literally forcing 
her to enjoy. She grasped his bristly furred ears and tried to draw his long 
nose right up into her cunt. With a deep animal sound she kicked her legs 
back up over her head and pulled his nose forward into her well-lubricated 
vagina so that his giant tongue thrust out and up into her moist passageway 
like an attacking lizard, ravishing her upturned young cunt without mercy. 

Now suppressed incoherent whispers began streaming from her bubbling moist 
lips, red with desire, as she could feel her cum hurtling toward her like a 
great wave from an unimaginable distance. She pleaded with and encouraged 
the dumb animal salivating between her squirming upthrust buttocks, inciting 
Thornton to lick her all the more furiously until it felt as if his tongue 
was not soft flesh at all but more like a red-hot poker illuminating her 
too-long-denied pussy in the night room. 

"That's it, ooooohhhh, darling!" she moaned. "Oh God! I'm cumming! Oh, my 
God, it's wonderful." 

It certainly was. As her orgasm came hurtling toward her, it was like a ball 
of fire lighting up the universe. Her beautiful face contorted with lust. 
Her eyes rolled back into her head as though she were dying and her head 
flailed from side to side on the pillow. A mighty, fire-spitting dragon had 
come to life inside her loins, causing her whole being to shatter in 
mindless passion. As she lay frantically gasping, Thornton lapped at her 
fevered pussy, licking and swallowing her viscous cum as fast as he could. 
Then, with a low growl, he withdrew his hot, wetly coated tongue from her 
vagina and began to tenderly caress her heaving white breasts. 

May sat alone in her room absently staring at the cracks in one corner of 
her ceiling. Kathy was too much for her to contend with, she felt, although 
outside of the latest incident, she could not think of any specific problem 
that the child had caused. She found herself almost wishing Kathy would do 
something tangible, something she could cope with. Of course, her brother, 
Gerald, was very likely oblivious to the problem. What problem, he would 
ask, no doubt, and what could she say? Men never felt the subtle under 
currents, the vague forebodings, that women were subjected to by their 
infernal intuitions. But May could see full well that her niece was a 
sensual and lusty lady. With her full upthrust breasts, the waspish waist 
and flaring hips over those long, lightly tanned legs, the girl fairly 
glowed with sexuality. She noticed that even Melvin sensed it as she 
supposed that this was the reason her young son was avoiding the girl. 

The worst effect seemed to be upon herself and her own long starved body. 
She was beginning to feel the erotic stimulation that the child was imposing 
by her very presence. Kathy is such a sex nymph, she thought, that she's 
even turning me on! It's too horrible to believe, too perverse and 
licentious! The poor woman was near panic, but still she felt a strange 
sense of relief in at least having the internal fortitude to admit the 
truth. Recalling her shocked surprise at finding Kathy masturbating so 
furiously a while ago, her fingers buried deep up within the glistening 
folds of her vagina, May felt her throat clench. Although she had no 
inclinations whatever toward lesbianism, the scene had certainly been 
stimulating to the strait-laced Yankee mother. She had felt her heart 
thumping wildly in her chest without a pause, and it had taken forever to 
collect herself. 

Besides that, there were the depraved responses aroused several times this 
week when she had come upon Thornton fucking the life out of one dog or 
another. She had realized finally with terror that she had envied some of 
the bitches! Oh, God, the sexual energy being generated around here was very 
real, she insisted to herself. She was not imagining it. The confused woman 
felt a surge in her loins as she recalled how passionately her husband had 
tried to make love to her. What does one do about a situation like this? 

Kathy lay back on her bed enraptured by the experience of the most 
shattering orgiastic explosion of her life. Totally spent and exhausted, the 
voluptuous teenager was breathing heavily, her ripely upthrust breasts 
falling in shapely unrest on either side of her heaving chest. They quivered 
and shook as she breathed, still hard and pointed at the nipples and 
tingling deliciously as Thornton ran his tongue over them again and again, 
lapping at their erect pinkness and prodding them soothingly. Her luscious 
young body was gleaming with perspiration under the onslaught of deep 
emotion and near frantic lust. Thornton, with his well-practiced technique 
in the art of love-making, had left the not totally inexperienced teenager 
weak and shivering with sexual anticipation. 

Shutting her eyes and running her fingers steadily over and through his 
silver furry coat, Kathy moaned softly. Lurid images of herself and Thornton 
in a variety of immoral poses flashed in review through her passion-blazed 
mind. There was a warm wetness still between her thighs that made the tops 
gleam, and it seemed with each fresh flick of Thornton's masterful tongue 
she felt more out of her head than before, and a copious flood of clear 
viscous fluid would seep from her vaginal walls, race achingly down her 
cuntal channel and out onto her hair-fringed pussy, dribbling softly into 
the surrounding mat of blonde pubic hair. 

Thornton bared his teeth in a simulated smile and then began stuffing his 
nose under her body in order to shove her over onto her belly. A warning 
signal activated itself from somewhere inside Kathy's subconscious mind. She 
knew that something really lewd was about to happen, but she had lost all 
strength of will and had not the faintest desire to resist. How could it 
matter now after he had made such exquisite love to her with his tongue? 
What could be more depraved and obscene than that? 

Under the magic of that fervidly lapping tongue which had sent her to such 
incredible heights of ecstasy that all thought of her cousin had vanished, 
Kathy's resistance was completely demolished. She had just experienced the 
orgasm of her dreams! Now she had found the one who could make her happy. 
Thornton, her precious Thornton, had given her what absolutely no one had 
ever been able to give her, complete satisfaction. 

"Mmmmmm," she mewled softly, caressing her new found lover. "What is it my 
love? What are you going to do to me now?" the wanton teenager asked 
anxiously. 

But the massive silver dog merely growled thrillingly and shoved more 
exactly into position. Her quivering young body was now spread-eagled face 
down on the bed. Then his huge head lowered again, his thick tongue 
slithering out into the exposed crevice between the moaning 
fifteen-year-old's white smoothly undulating buttocks. 

"Oh, darling Thornton," she whispered. "Oh, wow!" She twisted back toward 
him lasciviously, reaching behind her to spread the swelling mounds of her 
ass-cheeks and provide full access to her tiny secretly placed little anus. 
His tongue lashed her for another long avid moment as Kathy felt the aching 
hunger within spread from her abdomen up into her passion-swollen breasts. 
She was enslaved by the powerful beast panting behind her, but she didn't 
care. She labored, gasping for breath and squirmed achingly against the damp 
sheet, pushing the wet, lust-sensitized lips of her pussy down against the 
mattress as if to rub out the fire burning there. Her high generous breasts 
were brushing titillatingly against the bed as he nosed her up onto all 
fours, her long hair hanging lankly down over her back and shoulder. She was 
both thrilled and frightened over what she was expecting to happen. The huge 
German Shepherd was nuzzling into the lust-paralyzed girl's pussy from 
behind, setting her wild with desire. If only he'd hurry! But he only pushed 
his furry elongated face slowly between her pelvis and the mattress, raising 
her buttocks to a convenient height. It was maddening to her the way he was 
taking his time and she wanted to scream at him to hurry, but the dog was 
not to be rushed. 

Because by now what he wanted was thrillingly plain, Kathy knelt obediently 
on all fours, waiting with her heart beating like a sledgehammer, elevating 
her spread buttocks and wriggling them enticingly at him in abject surrender 
to his animal lust. His relentless tongue had lashed her into servile defeat 
and now she was ready for anything. Then he came and made ready. For as 
Kathy posed there in suspense, up on all fours, Thornton slowly mounted the 
spread mounds of her smooth alabaster buttocks, his forepaws landing on her 
back and sending a bestial thrill shooting through her loins like boiling 
lava from a volcanic fissure. Now his glistening scarlet penis slid from its 
furry sheath, dripping pre-coital fluid across her legs and the already 
dampened sheet as he struggled to position himself. The tapered point 
slipped and danced in the moist hot crevice of her ass-cheeks as Thornton 
trembled and jerked, trying to bury the thick lengthening shaft of his 
gleaming dog-cock within the swollen confines of her waiting cunt. 

The passion-enslaved girl, sobbing with illicit desire, looked behind her, 
shifting her wriggling rounded buttocks in order to try to capture the dog's 
lengthening penis, which was already becoming far more monstrous than she 
expected. Her cunt was aquiver with the expectation of what it might feel 
like and, like a bitch in agonized heat, she strove to sheath the long red 
organ within her voracious grasping teenage pussy. The sharp tip missed 
initially, slipping upward to bump thrillingly against her momentarily 
relaxed anus and almost attempted to enter her there. Oh my God, she 
thought, he's going to fuck me in my rectum with that! Uttering a stifled 
little cry, she tensed, instinctively trying to evade any rectal 
penetration. I'm too small there, my God, he'll kill me! She managed to 
avoid the slick, up-slipping animal cock, but Thornton returned immediately 
to the attack, thrusting blindly with slavering mindlessness, the thin point 
of his hardened penis slipping unsuccessfully underneath her buttocks 
crevice into the soft, hair-nested folds of her cuntal lips and bumping 
excitingly against her hotly throbbing clitoris. 

"Oh, my darling Thornton! That's it! You've found me! Oh, my darling, fuck 
forward!" she moaned, writhing ecstatically at the prospect of her impending 
impalement. 

The rod of his jerking, jabbing penis contrasted startlingly with the 
fevered pink of Kathy's passion-inflamed pussy as it spread her cuntal lips 
wider in his continued frantic search for the warm wet walls of her 
expectant vagina. The smooth rubbery head slowly and teasingly parted the 
softly curling strands of her sparse young pubic hair, and then suddenly, 
miraculously, it was working its way around up within the entrance of her 
aching little vaginal passage. The sensuously pulsating walls of her fifteen 
year old cunt gave their instinctive resistance almost immediately and then 
were nibbling out to grasp at his hard slick cock attempting to pull it 
deeper inside her. 

"Oh! Oh!" she croaked hoarsely. "That's it, darling! Oh my God! You're 
fucking me now!" 

As his wetly rigid penis slid forward through her tightly clutching 
pussy-lips, Thornton drooled and growled under his breath and then yelped 
softly as his pelvis bucked forward very hard, his furry haunches struggling 
for possession as his slender pulsating rod moved deeper up into the moaning 
helpless love-slave beneath him. He rested his cheek and jowls against the 
smooth white of her silky back and let her long hair waft over his slavering 
face. Then he began humping energetically in and out with mindless animal 
desire. 

Kathy was skewered joyously now on the still expanding taper of his stiffly 
thrusting penis. Growling happily, he fucked forward, then back again, his 
penis slipping out momentarily until the desperate, frustrated girl reached 
in back of her and, grasping the slippery organ, guided the point of it back 
up into her hot pink cuntal slit. She could feel herself opening like a 
flower under a hot summer sun as his heavily driving cock spread her vaginal 
walls before it like a destroyer's bow cutting through ocean waves. Her 
nostrils flared from the savage heat of her lusty desire. There was no 
denying or imploring this magnificent wonderful feeling that was creating 
such turmoil in her young loins now. She could only go with it, go with the 
tide, let herself be carried away, his wondrously pounding hardness buried 
deep up within the pinkly grasping hole of her upraised pussy. 

The teenager began to move rhythmically backward to meet the inward fucks of 
the panting dog as a lengthy, drawn-out sob of agonized relief broke from 
her tortured lips. As his forelegs trapped her waist, she began to undulate 
her body and move her trembling buttocks in lewd concentric circles, 
abandoning herself completely to the debauchery of the delicious animal 
fucking she was receiving from behind. Her full taut breasts danced tightly 
beneath her swaying torso, moving almost in time to the ravishing cock 
embedded deep up within her warmly engulfing vaginal walls. It seemed like a 
relentless hot poker of slick ecstasy-giving rigidity burying itself up in 
her openly flaring belly. Her breath was coming in tight little gasps and 
the burning sensations bubbling in the cauldron of her curvaceous young 
belly grew in maddening intensity with each passing moment. Thin trickles of 
sweat seemed to be running down everywhere along her hopelessly depraved 
flesh, running down finally into her navel and her churning pubic hair to 
mingle with the slick juices that were lubricating his continuing entrance 
and exit from her violently demanding cunt. The moist, hair-lined fringes of 
her warm throbbing pussy caressed his fast-moving penis like a starving 
mouth devouring a candy stick and she bit down hard on her lower lip in 
order to stifle her agonized but delighted groans that seemed to erupt 
afresh with each new inward and outward fuck of his heavily spearing cock. 

Moaning obscene encouragement to the hunching beast in back of her through 
her fiercely clenched teeth, the kneeling fifteen year old was completely 
out of her mind by now. She was begging him to fuck her harder and faster 
and to spew his semen up into her vagina. She wanted to be filled to 
overflowing with his lewd animal cum. In her sex-drugged state, that was all 
that mattered in the world. She was no longer human but rather a shivering 
mass of perspiring, passion-deranged animal flesh dying to be subjugated. 
She revelled in this most taboo of all human behavior and ground her 
buttocks back against his hairy jerking body as if she were just another 
female dog lusting for all the cock she could get. Rivulets of moisture were 
building up in the crevice of her snugly rotating ass-cheeks, glistening in 
the moonlight of the bedroom as they ran slowly down the backs of her 
thighs. Thornton buffeted her into the squeaking mattress ruthlessly, until 
she was ready to climb the wall in order to quench the raging fire in her 
convulsively contracting cunt. She had to cum soon. She had to! 

As she felt the first electric burst of approaching orgasm, she cried out 
before she remembered to muffle her voice in the mattress. She twisted her 
head from side to side wildly, her face contorting with lust, her mouth 
opened in one long continuous drawn-out moan. She screwed her buttocks 
greedily back onto the big German Shepherd's glistening penis and moaned and 
thrashed with delight. The giant animal's tongue hung panting out of his 
mouth, dripping saliva all over her back as he fucked furiously up into her. 
Then Thornton's face started contorting, too, as he could feel his scalding 
hot sperm beginning to explode outward through his pendulously bouncing 
balls. 

Bursting out over the bridge of flesh that was sunk so deep up into the 
quivering girl's body, it spurted upward into her belly with a fierce rush 
that left her filled to the brim with his bestial cum. She could feel his 
cum splashing hotly around up inside her in every direction in thick hot 
squirts, provoking her own orgiastic upheaval, which came rushing at her 
like a forest fire in a high wind. The hot, copiously flowing liquid 
exploded back out from the tightly locked lips of her cunt in an obscene 
mixture of their dual cum and thin trails of the white-hot juices ran down 
the back of the long ivory columns of her thighs. Her body shuddered on the 
wrack of lust just as the dog was jerking out the final dregs from his 
cum-drained cock in back of her. Then, her ass-cheeks glistening with the 
juices of their depraved act, she pitched forward on her face, exhausted. 
Her lust-filled eyes glanced toward the door for no special reason. Noticing 
something, it took her a moment to focus, but she soon recognized with 
horror the waxen-like form of her Aunt May standing in gaping, stunned shock 
at dog and niece! 

 Chapter 5 

The almost hundred miles to Gerald Brown's house seemed to have turned into 
a thousand to the distraught Ray Turner, who found suddenly that he was 
going through another stop sign. He had already driven the wrong way on a 
one way street without being caught. If he didn't take it easy, his luck was 
going to run out! He had discovered, too, that the day had turned cold. He 
was shivering almost uncontrollably behind the wheel of his car, although he 
noticed that the people on the streets were walking about in their shirt 
sleeves. He knew what was the matter, of course. How does a man approach his 
wife again after running off with another woman. It would look to May, he 
supposed, as though he had learned a lesson about Angie, about "cheap" women 
like her. That was exactly why he couldn't go directly home. 

His brother-in-law, Gerald, was an okay guy. He wanted to explain to Gerald 
what he had done and why. He thought Gerald would understand the problems a 
man has sticking by a frigid woman. But running away had taught him that 
there was also a problem in running from his responsibilities as well. 
Christ, all he could think of was the amount of work that must have devolved 
upon his son. May worked hard anyway. There didn't seem to be anything else 
she enjoyed but work! But, Christ, a kid was a kid and Melvin was too 
serious as it was! He had never thought to turn to Gerald for help. Maybe he 
knew something about his sister that would unlock the human fires that 
surely must be in one woman as well as another. God, he hoped so! Right now 
he felt there was a volcano bubbling inside his belly that had no 
counterpart in his memory! He was aflame, explosive! The lustful itch in his 
groin was driving him wild! Yet every time he placed his hand on his 
tormented cock, it only caused him more anguish. He had left Angie days ago 
in order to think through exactly what he wanted to do. He had waited a 
trifle too long perhaps. His needs were monstrously out of control. 

The aroused run-away husband shuddered and shut his eyes, almost swerving 
into another car. He was so frustrated that he thought it wise to try to get 
a grip on himself before he ended up smashing the car or being arrested for 
running a red light or some other fool thing. As he approached a small park, 
the quiet green Mecca beckoned the overwrought penitent and he parked his 
car to sit for a minute under the trees and desperately try to think of 
pigeons and swans and butterflies. Looking around, he couldn't help noticing 
the number of women who were walking their dogs in the park. It would not 
solve anything to look at women, he decided and started up the car again. 

But now dogs and women were inerasibly on his mind. He thought of Thornton, 
wondering if the big dog missed him. Probably not. The guy from whom he had 
bought the silver dog had claimed that he was trained to be a ladies' dog, 
with a lewd leer. It seemed at the time like a magnificent idea to bring a 
dog like that into the house with May. Once Melvin fell in love with the 
dog, May would never dare get rid of him even if he tried to rape her! The 
dog had been in the house almost two years though and was as respectful of 
May as the minister. He was a hell of a disappointment! That scheme hadn't 
worked! As far as Ray could see, all the dog learned to care about was the 
damn cows! What he had dreamed would happen was that some morning, before 
May was dressed and her breasts were still jumping loosely beneath her 
nightie and robe or maybe sometime when her long shapely legs were exposed 
to their full advantage from the crisply ironed shorts she occasionally wore 
to sunbathe ... and she were bending over to fix her mat or pick up the 
dog's bowl that the animal would suddenly bound up to her and stick his wet 
nose right in the center of her crotch! Ray gasped just thinking with lewd 
fascination at the imaginary lascivious scene in his mind. He wondered if he 
were out of sight if the woman would actually allow the dog to work his nose 
upward between her legs a while before pulling away. Oh, Christ, he doubted 
it! He was a sleek, handsome animal though, Ray thought. If he could make 
time with his wife himself, Ray realized he would be jealous. Well, the dog 
had proved to be a dud and that was that! 

May had heard the cry and then the muffled cadence of a female's straining 
moans from the north bedroom. She scarcely dared breathe as she moved 
stealthily forward down the corridor. But then she had heard it again, a 
lengthy series of deep mewling moans from Kathy's slightly open bedroom 
door. Impelled by fury, obscene curiosity, jealousy, and 
heaven-knew-what-else, the woman made her way quickly down the hall to the 
fifteen-year-old's door. She half expected to find Melvin ... but no! 
Clutching her throat in abject fear and apprehension of what horror she 
expected to find, she touched the door slightly and it swung open to reveal 
the most cunt-wrenching display of lasciviousness she had ever encountered 
in her entire life! 

Unbelievably, on the soaked, rumpled, squeaking bed were Kathy on all fours 
and Thornton, his enormously hardened cock fucking in and out of Kathy's 
hair-fringed pussy, his hairy pelvis slapping her ass-cheeks rhythmically 
with every stroke, his forelegs dug firmly into the higher muscles of her 
back and his haunches moving at a furious pace. Above all that, his eyes 
gleamed in May's direction, his long red tongue, heavy with saliva, hanging 
lecherously out of his mouth and dripping all over the teenager's glistening 
white back. 

May knew that she should put an end to this shameful behavior, but instead, 
she felt a wave of forbidden passion bursting through the walls of her 
vagina and flooding downward to her pussy-lips in a great rush of hot 
viscous liquid. She felt as if she might swoon away as she staggered against 
the door. Meanwhile, Thornton's cock continued to slither in and out of the 
tightly grasping cuntal aperture of the kneeling teenager girl, the big 
German Shepherd panting as if he were running a race. Beneath him, Kathy's 
long light hair was flying around her head and her bouncing breasts were 
dancing in depraved rhythm to her hoarse punctuated little gasps of pure 
abandoned lust. 

"Yes, yesssss! Ohhhhhh, darling Thornton, yesssss! Fuck me, oh, like that, 
yesssss!" 

Then the groans became wild and incoherent that streamed from the young 
girl's moistly contorting lips, ragged with passion as she babbled and 
heaved like a bitch in heat, and May sensed breathlessly that her niece's 
climax could not be far off. In between, when she could get her voice, Kathy 
pleaded with Thornton to fuck her faster. 

"Oh God! I'm cumming! Oh, my God, it's wonderful!" 

As Kathy became convulsed with her animalistic orgasm, there was a swift 
whooshing intake of breath and then Thornton's pelvis began jerking 
violently as the dog yelped and barked, his hairy balls slapping lewdly up 
between her thighs, pulling high up into his churning scrotum as they 
delivered their fiery hot load across the full length of his penis and on up 
into the hot wellspring of the human female's vagina. 

May leaned against the door frame. She felt as though she were strangling. 
The feeling in her loins had surged wildly out of control and before she 
could even begin to think straight about doing something about this terrible 
mess, she had to find a way of calming that flaming forest fire that was 
raging out of control within her over-excited belly. Tearing herself 
forcefully away from the terrifying debauched scene, she raced down the hall 
and into the bathroom. There she would have been safe, if Kathy hadn't spied 
her briefly as the girl came spinning crazily downward out of the most 
mind-bending orgasm she'd ever had in her life. 

The satiated fifteen-year-old was not sure at first what she should do about 
the fact that her aunt had caught her and Thornton in their illicit 
coupling. Horrid visions of herself being separated from Thornton flooded 
her passion-drugged brain. In back of her she felt the German Shepherd's 
rapidly deflating penis becoming flaccid and slipping slickly from her 
grasping cuntal passage. She ground backward onto it to preserve some of its 
tingle, but it was no use. Thornton was drawing out of her, huffing and 
puffing for breath. It seemed like an age before she could get her head 
together and figure out what to do, because she was so totally exhausted. 
She raised her buttocks up high into the air and wriggled them in the last 
rapture of her forbidden self-debasement. The soft pink folds of her cunt 
seemed to squeeze together, comforting each other. When she could finally 
get her face up from the soiled sheet, she had somewhat sorted things out. 

Kathy's girlish intuition told her that very likely the reason Aunt May 
hadn't stopped them was that she had been just as stimulated by the scene as 
Kathy had been by watching Thornton with others. It was natural. It occurred 
to Kathy, too, that Uncle Ray had been gone a couple of months now. Kathy 
had only to remember how crazy she had gone in less than one week! What else 
could it be? The older woman certainly had no trouble interfering when she 
caught Kathy fingering herself! Ohhhh! Now the child was recalling how 
sometimes she had seen Aunt May watching Thornton fuck his girl dogs and the 
expression that she had seen now became clear. Suppose Thornton had been 
Aunt May's lover! No. That wasn't likely, but it was likely that Aunt May 
would like him to be! She had a guilty conscience! Poor Aunt May! Then Kathy 
had a brilliant brainstorm! Maybe it would be a good idea to strike while 
the iron is hot as her grandmother used to say. 

She jumped out of bed with Thornton close on her heels, wagging his tail and 
seeming to smile with expectancy. "You have mental telepathy, too, you 
devil!" Kathy said, laughing at the huge animal. "You also have a harem. 
Wow! And I'll bet you've been dying to lick Aunt May's pussy! Well, this is 
going to be your night to prowl, Mister Thornton!" 

In the bathroom, May, blind with desire, her brain reeling and her body 
possessed by a need so primeval and intense it had taken complete hold over 
her, turned on the tub and threw off her clothes, her full ripe breasts 
heaving rapidly with every breath, coming now in short, frantic gasps. She 
had a confused thought of Melvin but had noticed that his door was closed 
and knew that he could sleep through just about anything. Thank God for 
that, at least! 

The unexpected sight of Thornton lewdly fucking her niece from behind had 
been the spark that ignited the roaring, raging fire inside her body that 
had been smoldering in her belly for so long. She was absolutely outside 
herself, the self she knew, and all consideration of right and wrong, good 
or bad, was totally irrelevant. 

Nothing existed outside the all consuming need for relief that the 
previously unknown sensations had triggered in her belly, in her loins, in 
her cunt, in her very soul. The picture of Kathy and Thornton was 
permanently etched on her brain, branded by the searing iron of her own base 
lust. 

As she stripped away her nightgown in one swift movement, the slender blonde 
felt her full ripe body quaking violently as she noticed her voluptuous, 
firmly molded body and her finely chiseled face in the mirror. She saw the 
blue eyes flashing back at her, the pupils dilated, the irises almost 
disappeared. It was almost as if she had another self that had been in 
hiding and was now ready to take over. Maybe she was schizophrenic! 
Certainly her mind was on the edge of some disaster. Even the bestial 
couple's depraved moanings and groanings seemed to be haunting her 
passion-crazed mind. She heard the sound of the bed squeaking, saw the 
tangled animal-human limbs, a sleek silver mixture of satin and fur in the 
moonlit room. The vision caused her thighs to burn and her cuntal lips to 
twitch in their rising need. 

At this point after so much suppression, she was far beyond fighting and 
tingling sensation within her tortured vagina. As if in a dream her own 
hands began to involuntarily massage the. straining tautness of her full, 
melon-shaped breasts, trapping the trembling nipples between her fingers, 
kneading and pulling at them until it felt as if she would rip them loose 
from the quivering white mounds. She groaned and let her head fall backward, 
her long hair flailed out behind her, trailing silkenly over her 
responsively twitching buttocks. First she made herself sweep the hair into 
a corded bun and pin it, but then, involuntarily, her hands darted down her 
body on their own accord and groped at the hotly throbbing little split of 
her pubic mound, to somehow placate the angrily raging desire. She knew she 
would not be able to continue her own teasing much longer. Her legs had 
turned to jelly. Her knees were shaking. She was weak with passion. The bath 
was steaming as she stepped into the water, allowing her overwrought body to 
be soothed by the delightful intoxication of its warmth. She slid down into 
the hot water and lay still for a brief moment. Then, almost without 
thinking, she gave up completely to the desires of her body, which had 
separated somehow from her body, or so it seemed! 

Lifting one foot to dangle over the edge of the tub, her legs scissored 
open. She could feel her moist pussy-slit now palpitating against the tips 
of her fingers as they drew the narrow furrow open, exposing the lips of her 
eagerly pulsating cunt to the heat of the bath. Then with a groan she sank a 
middle finger deep up into the viscous mouth of her passion-tortured vagina. 
The aunt held her breath, relieved momentarily, but not for long. For now 
the fire burned more intensely, demanding more fuel to feed its lascivious 
hunger. She inserted another finger, and then another, so that finally there 
were three fingers sluicing lewdly in and out of her wildly clasping cuntal 
recess. 

She was driven on by the vision in her mind of Kathy being fucked by her own 
German Shepherd, and she rocked back and forth in the bathwater, surging up 
a churning whirlpool of activity, screwing her fingers deeper and deeper up 
into her hotly enveloping cunt. She could see in her mind's eye, Thornton's 
glistening red cock slipping into the wanton teenager's hungrily clutching 
vagina, sinking through the soft pubic hair like a well-greased rod. The 
woman's gasps began to match the ones she had heard between the girl and the 
dog. Her finger became Thornton's hotly searing cock, and suddenly she found 
that her cunt wanted everything done to it that Kathy was getting. 

Yes! She wanted to be mounted like a bitch in heat, too, wanted to be 
fucked! If only Ray were back now, pumping his rock-hard cock into the 
searing hot little channel up between her obscenely spread thighs. 

By now the lust-demented aunt had to have more. Her fingers were no longer 
enough. But what? In instinctive desperation, the fingers on her other hand 
reached around behind her, parting the soft crevice of her smoothly 
undulating buttocks, searching for the tightly puckered anus within as she 
leaned her back against the tub and raised her ass-cheeks from the bottom. 
She gasped as one finger slid as if magnetized up into the hungrily 
engulfing little hole, and in her haste a fingernail dug into the soft 
fleshy walls, sending a sharp jolt coursing throughout her quivering body. 
Her anal orifice was not as tight as she might have expected, having been so 
warmly loosened by the action of the bathwater, so that her finger actually 
slid into her rectum with very little resistance. She had no idea why she 
had penetrated herself in such a depraved manner. It had been more instinct 
than anything else. But now she found that it felt so good rubbing up 
against the ones sunk deep in her cunt that she would have died had anyone 
made her remove it. 

She wormed her ardently raping finger deeper and deeper up into her nether 
passage as though possessed by a lusting demon. With each advancing 
millimeter, the combined feeling of the fingers lodged in both rectum and 
vagina became even more overwhelming than before. She was bathing in a 
solution of pure sensuality, her whitely glistening tits dancing against the 
surface of the water as she held herself suspended between the tension of 
back and feet against the tub to enable herself to continue at will her lewd 
double fucking of her cunt and asshole. Jolts of electricity seemed to be 
swarming unceasingly through her fiercely energized loins. She hung for one 
unimaginable long moment teetering on the edge of release, her entire body 
vibrating with lust, unable to see or feel the hot love juices gushing into 
the water from around her ravaging fingers. She could feel her orgasm taking 
hold of her with a great roar, like a volcano exploding on a mountain top 
above a quiet village or an enormous tidal wave flashing across the sea and 
swamping and destroying everything in its path. 

Then suddenly her imaginings were replaced by those she was imagining! Kathy 
and Thornton were standing wide-eyed in the open bathroom doorway. She 
hadn't even thought to lock the door! She always did! Was it some 
subconscious hope that had made her forget? "Kathy!" the older woman sat 
abruptly up in the bath, causing a great commotion in the water. "Have you 
no sense of privacy at all?" Kathy reached behind her and closed the 
bathroom door with herself and Thornton inside. How dare they! May just 
wanted to be left alone to finish the most beautiful finger-fucking of her 
life, to finish her orgasm, to achieve her much needed cum. Instead she had 
to draw her fingers out of her belly immediately, embarrassed, bristling 
with rage. 

Kathy had not bothered to even throw on a robe and with Melvin in the house! 
She was as bare as the day she was born, stark naked from toenails to 
luscious strawberry blonde tresses. Her firm round breasts jiggled as she 
moved. Her body was supple and firm, like any fifteen-year-old's in good 
health. It was only her unusual voluptuous development which made her so 
breath-taking to watch. As she moved gracefully across the bathroom floor, 
the soft white curves of her hip bones glinted in the fluorescent lighting. 
Her flesh was glossy, exquisitely smooth and perfect everywhere. At the 
juncture of her smoothly tapered legs lay the little sparsely curled 
triangle of her cunt with its scarcely visible gleam of pink in between. 
Little wonder Thornton had wanted to fuck her like he had his bitches, the 
aunt found herself thinking somewhat irrationally to herself. 

"Hi, Aunt May," Kathy smiled wickedly, moving purposefully toward the 
bathtub and falling quickly to her knees beside it. May tried at the last 
moment to draw the shower curtain shut, but they were too fast for her. 
Thornton growled a warning and Kathy's hand prevented the curtain from going 
all the way. "Now, Aunt May," she grinned impishly at the startled older 
woman, flashing her dimples at their very deepest. "Relax, Aunt May. After 
all, Thornton and I have just come to help you get bathed, that's all. Isn't 
that right, Thornton?" 

Thornton's red tongue hung between his pointed incisors and his eyes gleamed 
confidently. May felt her breath catch, and her hands struggled to conceal 
herself because now, after all she had seen and heard, she felt sure 
Thornton was no ordinary dog. He had the potential for being almost like a 
human lover. It was amazing to consider how many times he had seen her naked 
and she had never felt at all self-conscious until now. But everywhere she 
placed her hands they were far less than adequate covering. If she put them 
on her breasts then her soft, still sensuously throbbing pussy was 
unconcealed beneath the water, and if she covered her cuntal vee, her full 
heaving breasts remained in full sight of the incited animal. 

"You ... you must get out of here at once," the confused woman attempted to 
protest, tossing her wet hair, which had tumbled out of her knot into the 
water. 

Kathy heard the creeping weakness in her aunt's voice and the naked young 
teenager was already letting the water out of the tub. "We're going to help 
you wash, Aunt May," Kathy said innocently. 

"With ... without water?" May breathed huskily as Kathy was flinging the 
bathplug into the sink and the water was bubbling down and out of the tub. 
May stared at the formidable pair horrified, completely at a loss as to what 
to do. What in the world were they going to do? 

However ridiculous it was to feel such prey to a dog and a mere little girl, 
in her lust-aroused state, the tortured woman felt totally incapable of 
handling the situation. Her breasts quivered and her legs felt robbed of all 
strength as both time and the water were running out. Then before the 
trapped woman had a chance to say anything more. Kathy was suddenly soaping 
her hands and then soaping her aunt's breasts in turn. She felt the young 
girl's slender hands squeezing and fondling her proud upthrust mounds, 
making her nipples tingle with a new forbidden excitement. Gasping for 
breath, May let her beautiful head fall backward and her eyes shut to better 
enjoy the sensual glory of the talented child's massage. Her voice came 
weakly as if from far away, "Oh, Kathy, what are you doing? What are you 
trying to do to me?" 

"Isn't that nice, Aunt May?" Kathy asked, winking at Thornton, who seemed to 
grin back at his amazing new young mistress. Then her head bent forward and 
the darting spear of her tongue snaked out to lick electrically at her 
aunt's erotically hardening nipples. The older woman quivered and moaned 
under her niece's lascivious oral caress, her nostrils flaring, her closed 
eyelids palpitating with emotion. It seemed as if a million butterflies were 
fluttering in her belly now. 

With her hands passing all over her aunt's glistening, partly tanned flesh, 
Kathy smiled, fondling the - woman's breasts, squeezing her small waist, 
caressing lingeringly her shivering neck and shoulders, especially the back 
of her neck under her long blonde hair, tickling her ears, and then finally, 
snaking downward into the blonde pubic vee that was left naked and 
defenseless by the outwardly flowing water. May winded, gasped, and writhed 
as the emboldened girl's finger slowly inserted itself up into her 
salaciously clutching vagina, working around up inside the warm, wet walls 
in tantalizing little circles. 

"You like that, don't you, Aunt May?" Kathy breathed huskily into the 
woman's ear as she fingered the hopelessly seduced aunt. 

Her eyes still shut, May nodded eagerly. Her flesh enjoyed to the ninth 
degree this wonderful depraved toying. "Mmmmmm, " she murmured, helplessly 
enslaved by this intoxicating rhythmic delight bestowed by her niece's 
lasciviously rotating fingers. "Mmmmmmm. " 

Kathy smiled and winked at the big shepherd. He was a bright dog and smartly 
took his cue. Just as all the water gurgled out of the bathtub, he circled 
swiftly around Kathy's kneeling figure, inserted his head between herself 
and his first mistress and lapped lingeringly at May's full trembling 
breasts. 

"Ooooooooh! Oooooohhhh, you!" she moaned, trying weakly to push his head 
away, but as her fingers ran up his attractive masculine snout, moving 
delicately through the soft sleek hair there, she suddenly felt the most 
ecstatic thrill flooding her breasts from softly curved underside to taut 
nippled peaks. His wet ministering tongue, seemingly coated with 
electrically stimulating ridges, ran the gamut of her heaving breasts and 
then back again, dragging her nipples along with it, buffeting them about 
and then letting them fall back resiliently into place. May sighed and the 
sound turned into an endless, high-pitched moan. The maddening tongue 
lapping hotly at her nakedly throbbing tits made every part of her body feel 
abandoned to the lust-inciting effects of the lewd double titillation. Her 
nipples tingled and her pussy moistened rapidly in an endless flood over 
Kathy's licentiously raping finger. The obscenely besieged older woman could 
no longer think of anything else. They had her, and she was glad at last. 

"Isn't that nice, Aunt May?" Kathy asked worming in another finger to join 
the first up in her aunt's cunt, pushing her seeping cuntal lips apart and 
working her fingers experimentally around inside. The big German Shepherd 
continued licking his mistress's firm, cream-white breasts, nudging them 
around provokingly and occasionally lapping at her ears, eyes, face and 
throat as well. 

As she lay back in total lewd rapture in the bathtub, May sighed 
ecstatically. She had never been worked over like this in her entire life, 
and it seemed as if she had died and gone to heaven. She couldn't remember 
anything of her past life. There was only this wonderful honeyed feeling in 
her loins and the powerful affection she now felt for the two adorable 
creatures who were providing it. She laid her head back luxuriantly against 
the end of the tub and ran her fingers lovingly in and around Thornton's 
furry ears. Yes, he was a beautiful animal ... with a beautiful, beautiful 
tongue. 

"Come on, Aunt May. Let's sneak into your bedroom and the nice soft bed. You 
don't want Thornton having to fuck you in the tub, do you?" 

"Fuck? Oh, I don't ... oooohhhh! Well, that's nice. Oh, fuck." 

Kathy had to keep herself from laughing but she did grin deliciously as the 
passion-drugged older woman could not help but repeat the lewd word in an 
almost hypnotized manner. Now they had her. Everything was going to be okay. 

"Okay, Aunt May, get out of the bathtub," she commanded, her fingers still 
playing in and out of her aunt's cunt, not giving up her hold on her for a 
second. She whispered in May's ear, "You do want Thornton to fuck you like 
you watched him fucking me, don't you, Aunt May?" 

"Fuck me like that," May mumbled in a dazed voice. Then there were Kathy's 
hands in her armpits, lifting her, helping her out of the bath and 
Thornton's warm tongue and shaggy coat caressing her shivering long legs, 
and she thought she would swoon from the magnetic, mind-bending caress as he 
lapped the water off her legs. 

The young nymph had a wonderfully obscene idea as she and Thornton guided 
her aunt through the connecting door into her own bedroom. Still holding May 
to give the lust-deranged woman support, she felt underneath Thornton, 
inside his hairy crotch to ascertain whether or not he was getting a hard-on 
again. His hair-covered scabbard revealed nothing, and she wondered 
momentarily if he might need some help. She instructed her stumbling, 
automaton-like aunt to wait a minute and then she ordered Thornton to roll 
over and play dead just as Melvin had showed her in the cow pasture. 
Thornton looked at her quizzically but did as he was told almost 
immediately, his legs waving in the air as if he were a turtle turned over 
accidentally. Then Kathy dropped to her knees and began teasingly stroking 
his fur concealed cock and soft hairy balls with her now experienced young 
hand. It seemed no time at all before his pinkly gleaming cock began to show 
itself. Then, before he could lose the mood, Kathy's head dropped, her long 
hair wafting teasingly over Thornton's tremoring body, and she guided his 
rapidly stiffening penis up toward her smoothly ovalled mouth and sucked it 
hungrily up inside her lips. 

"Mmmmmm, " she murmured thinking how scrumptious it was. It was even more 
delicious than she thought it would be. She knew it had to be nice, and her 
head bobbed wantonly over the moistly slickened animal hardness. Aunt May 
felt dizzy and giddy with sensation. She didn't see how she could possibly 
stay on her feet a moment longer. Her loins were a cauldron of boiling 
rampaging need. She spread her legs wide in order to insert two of her own 
fingers up into her cunt to fill the aching gap left by her niece's 
withdrawal. Her mouth hung slackly open as mind-jolting sensations assailed 
her, her long blonde hair hanging down, swaying softly against her shivering 
flesh. 

She found herself moaning, "Oooooohh, somebody fuck me," in time to her 
finger's lewd little rhythm, unable to stop herself. "Fuck me..." 

A trifle surprised at this positive reaction, Kathy took her mouth off the 
rapidly expanding animal cock she had been sucking, swallowing the small 
amount of animal cum she had managed to glean from its tip. It was time for 
the big event though, and as much as she loved sucking Thornton's 
deliciously hardened cock and loved the taste of his semen in her mouth, it 
was time to think of her aunt for a change. 

"Here we go," she announced abruptly, getting to her feet. "Thornton's ready 
and so are you. Get down on all fours, auntie, quickly!" The tone of 
competent self-assurance in her voice surprised even Kathy herself. 

May made a soft moan of protest that was all too feeble, then began slowly, 
gratefully dropping to her knees and lowering her shoulders until her full 
heavy breasts were brushing sensuously down against the braided rug on the 
floor and her buttocks were waving high up in the air behind her like a 
lewdly provocative flag. Her fingers were still sunk deep up inside her 
soft, hair-lined cunt. 

Thornton was unable to control his canine lust. He was absolutely beside 
himself with excitement. When May presented her gorgeous double-mooned 
ass-cheeks up to him to fuck as he wished, it was as though he'd been 
waiting for this moment for years, ever since he'd first come to live with 
his tall buxom mistress. Never before had she given him the slightest 
encouragement. In fact, he had never dared even poke his nose anywhere on 
her body never mind into those places where he had almost dared not dream! 
Now at last he was to get his chance at the woman he loved and his tongue 
hung hungrily out from his mouth as he waited for the go-ahead from his new 
young companion. Then Kathy released him and he was at her aunt's side with 
a single bound, his long red penis totally out of its sheath, thick and 
menacing. There was a smooth wet suctioning sound as the kneeling woman 
removed her fingers from her cunt and then a sort of mewling as she begged 
to be fucked. 

This is getting better than I expected, Kathy thought. She's really hot to 
go. I'd better help Thornton. So thinking, the erotically excited young girl 
grabbed May's two wriggling ass-cheeks and began slowly pressing them apart 
and gasping as the tiny puckered circle of her anus came hotly into view. A 
lewdly exciting idea crossed her mind as she watched it pulsating hotly 
above her aunt's soft curl-fringed cunt. 

Thornton, furious with desire to at long last mount and fuck his voluptuous 
mistress, raised awkwardly up in back of her, struggling for his footing on 
the rug on his hind legs as he locked his forelegs around her sensuously 
curved hips. The passion-drugged woman moaned abandonedly with sensual 
anticipation at the feeling of the shepherd's animal paws on her human skin, 
a feeling at once maddeningly illicit and beyond compare. Her hungrily 
flaring pussy-lips flowed copiously with her depraved unnatural desire. Why 
didn't he fuck it up into her? She wanted to scream out loud. 

Kathy couldn't control her eager nervousness. She was sorely torn between 
the desire to take Thornton's huge swinging penis into her mouth or to guide 
it into her aunt's rhythmically flexing little anal mouth. But at long last 
she had her aunt's buttock's spread completely wide, revealing in full 
splendor the sinking little brown mole nestling so forbiddenly within. Then, 
she was guiding Thornton's cock with a little grin on her face up toward the 
tightly puckered ring of May's anus. The teenager had heard of women being 
fucked in the ass and loving it, and she wanted to see for herself if it 
worked. 

As she felt the warm, wet cock flesh pressing up into the widespread crevice 
separating her ass-cheeks and she realized what was about to happen, she 
thought momentarily, oh my God, he'll kill me, but she had lost all will to 
resist. She just wanted to be fucked now, on and on forever until she 
finally released the cataclysmic orgasm she knew was stored up somewhere 
deep within. She had to feel it wash over her. If she didn't she felt like 
she'd die of her agonizing sexual need. Finally she felt again the first 
teasing tickle of the end of Thornton's smoothly tapered penis pressing 
harder now up against the nakedly exposed mouth of her rectum. Instinctively 
her thighs spread wider and she tried to work back onto it. Rectum or 
vagina, what was the difference. So long as she fucked! Oh God! She had to 
have something fucking up into her somewhere! 

"Right there! That's it!" Kathy cried, urging Thornton on. "Fuck her in the 
ass, Thornton. Fuck your straight-laced mistress! Show her what it's all 
about!" 

May was oblivious to all of this. The dog's cock had begun to sink slowly up 
into her obscenely presented little asshole, and it wasn't nearly as painful 
as she expected. The hot bath and the finger-fucking of her own self had 
somewhat loosened her sphincter muscles, making her very relaxed inside. 

"Ooooooohhh, Thornton," she breathed suddenly back toward her animal lover, 
"I like it! Go on, darling Thornton! I like it! Go on! Go on! Fuck it into 
me deeper!" 

Even so, this was merely her initial reaction to the smooth tapered tip 
slipping through the outer circle of her anal ring. In another moment 
Thornton had jerked convulsively deeper, and as the wider part of his cock 
began to penetrate, she found a heavy pressure spreading upward through her 
salaciously trembling belly, making her gasp at the unexpected discomfort. 
She had never been fucked in her rectum before, and if she hadn't been so 
worked up, she would have never even considered it. Certainly if her own 
husband had suggested such a thing she would have been mortified. But the 
first part of Thornton's penis entering her virginal anus from the back had 
driven such beautiful, ecstatic thrills all the way up into her hotly 
pulsating breasts that she only wanted more, more until that more changed to 
the sudden pressure that was like being impaled on a long fleshy stake. 

She clenched her legs and buttocks tightly together, but Kathy saw what she 
was doing and reached back beneath her thighs to coat her fingers in her 
aunt's desire-drenched pussy and then shift some of the hot, slippery 
lubricant to Thornton's tightly imbedded cock. May tried to hold her 
ass-cheeks close together, but the pressure being exerted within her anal 
canal had become too great to resist. Thornton's penis was moving up inside 
her like a hot entranceway between her legs as he opened her up. 

"No! Oh, it's too small! I'm too tight! Oh, no, don't, Thornton, darling! Go 
easy. It hurts!" 

Nevertheless, his animal cock continued to press forward through her naked 
and vulnerable rectum, and even as her sphincter muscles clenched their 
trap-like lips in vain resistance around his heavily-skewering rod, it only 
served to excite him all the more. Then suddenly he probed hotly through the 
tight elastic circle and shoved forward with a savage jerk of his standing 
haunches. May moaned in lost depravity as tears of joyous pain and ecstasy 
fell from her eyes and flooded her cheeks before dropping onto the carpet. 
Giving up all resistance as futile, she relaxed her anal muscles and allowed 
Thornton's cock to fuck deep into her rectum in the most sensuously 
unnatural act of love anyone could imagine. How would she ever be able to 
face herself in the mirror again after indulging in and screaming for this 
ultimate in bestial perversity? Or did it really matter who or what she let 
fuck her as long as it felt good? 

May had never paid any particular attention to the size of dogs. In fact, if 
she had the chance to see, she looked the other way. Thornton was certainly 
bigger than she would have expected of any dog. Although she couldn't see 
his obscenely penetrating hardness, it seemed to her flesh-full anus as 
though it must be even bigger than Ray's, and this really set her heart to 
racing. But why couldn't he have fucked her in the cunt instead of back 
there? This was so dreadfully different. She wanted to have her hungrily 
tingling pussy fucked until she couldn't even walk, to have that wonderful 
blazing orgiastic climax she knew was hiding deep up inside her flame-heated 
belly sweep over her, but this! This was going to tear her to pieces! She 
gasped an involuntary protest, then groaned again as Thornton's cock wormed 
up into her wide-stretched asshole yet another inch, but the sounds echoing 
throughout her bedroom went unheeded. 

There seemed no escape from the anal attack on her helpless kneeling body. 
The gradually expanding intrusion of his swelling penis vibrated through 
every fiber of her being, pushing the soft rubbery interior of her 
widely-stretched rectal channel in great waves of soft resilient flesh 
before it. The German Shepherd's cock filled her ceaselessly with its 
pounding animal rigidity until she could only groan out and sob aloud in 
submission, wide-eyed with half ecstasy, half torment, until suddenly she 
felt the briskly coarse hair on his loins smacking heavily up between the 
upthrust cheeks of her licentiously quivering buttocks. The dog's long, 
desire-hard cock was now buried in her belly right up to his cum-swollen 
balls. And now Thornton began to display some of the exquisite technique for 
which he had become so well known that every bitch in the country was hot to 
join master or mistress for the ride out to the Turner farm for milk or eggs 
or whatever. For instead of merely fucking up into his slavishly kneeling 
mistress madly, as if he had run amok, he began undulating his pelvis 
teasingly around and working his lust-bloated hard-on all around up inside 
of her, pushing her rectal walls outward, coaxing them, loosening them, 
making them more accommodating to his intruding hardness. 

Hung up on the end of his stone-hard cock like a pig on a giant roasting 
spit, May groaned in anguish. The pressure was dredging helpless tears from 
her eyes until she felt as if his ass-filling cock would explode all the way 
up out through her throat. The deeply sunk animal-hardness in her rectum was 
stuffing and expanding her widely stretched little anal hole beyond anything 
the sexually naive older woman would have thought possible. 

Panting slavishly, Thornton began to fuck rhythmically in and out of her 
cock-stretched asshole, forcing it open until he went in farther with each 
in-stroke and wrenched further sobs of pain and pleasure from her agonized 
lips. She had never felt so cock-filled and so lewd in her entire life. Her 
whole nether region felt flooded and moist with secretion, and now Thornton 
was beginning to fuck more swiftly and smoothly, slithering the full length 
of his lust-hardened organ up between her long, salaciously grinding 
asscheeks in effortless strokes. It pulled tiny ridges of her pinkly rectal 
clasping flesh out with the base of his cock as it withdrew for yet another 
buttock-flattening plunge up inside while May bent and moaned before him 
like an errant slave before a fiercely dominating master. All the while, the 
younger organizer of this obscene orgy was watching the perverse coupling, 
moving around the room in order to see it from every imaginable angle. Her 
aunt's body jerked and quivered and her thighs convulsed periodically as an 
extra hard thrust seared deep up into her cock-stretched back passage. She 
could hear Thornton's animal grunts of pleasure floating around them and 
thought, I'm giving him that. Oh, my darling, you made me love you. If only 
it didn't hurt soooo much! 

Then a subtle change took place which astonished the sodomized woman. For 
gradually in place of that fierce discomforting pressure, her rectum and 
loins were beginning to flower outward with obscene little twinges of 
darting tingling pleasure. This was not an alteration which took place very 
swiftly, rather it began as a fleeting, threadlike sensation and then slowly 
blossomed out into greater force from there. Thornton was now uttering 
little guttural mewls of pleasure and yelping occasionally as he fucked in 
and out of his older mistress' tightly clinging anal walls. His neck was 
thrown back in ecstasy and the watching Kathy could see his muscles knot as 
he strained to unload his churning cum up into her slavishly working aunt's 
hotly clutching rectum. 

The pressure had lessened considerably within May's deeply impaled womb, and 
at the top of his stroke Thornton's testicles had finally begun slapping 
down against her erected little clitoris at the top of her pussy-slit, 
sending jolts of pure pleasure wafting through her entire abandoned body. 
Crooning with ecstasy, she began wriggling the hotly clinging passage of her 
asshole backward over his cock to meet its forward thrust, undulating her 
ass-cheeks and swinging her buttocks around in tiny, lewd little rotating 
circles. Clasping his cock tightly with the slight throb of her rectum on 
the outstroke, the reddish pink skin of her rectum followed it out and drew 
back with his penis, caressing it avidly each time. 

"Oooooohhhhh!" she moaned, feeling her orgasm well within her grasp once 
more. "Oooohhhhhhh!" 

"That's it, boy! Fuck her tight little asshole good!" Kathy yelled, suddenly 
mounting the dog from the rear as if he were a horse and grinding her hotly 
aroused young cunt down into his shaggy silver coat, so that now as he 
fucked ceaselessly up into her aunt's cunt he was back-rubbing the 
teenager's pussy as well. Thornton whimpered. and wagged his tail, 
delightedly ecstatic. His eyes fixed maniacally on the movement of his 
mistress's whitely grinding buttocks and the arching hollows of her back as 
she worked back against him, her long hair falling over her face and around 
her neck and back as she squirmed lewdly around on his savagely penetrating 
penis. 

What would her husband, Ray, say if he could see her now being royally 
ass-fucked by their German shepherd? 

As she groaned with ecstasy, her face rolled from side to side on the rough 
rug, flushing red with the intensity of her effort, her eyes wide with lust. 
She bucked and churned her body back against the pummeling dog, sensing that 
he was about to cum, encouraging and pleading with the motions of her pelvis 
for him to end it and fill her hungrily clutching anus with the burning hot 
semen of his lewdly growing climax. 

The beautiful Thornton seemed to sense his mistress' frenzied need and began 
smacking her quivering ass-cheeks smartly on each down-stroke and sending a 
shiver of pure delight up her spine. "That's it! That's it!" she gasped in a 
high pitched gurgle. "That's it, darling. Don't stop!" 

He gripped her back and the smooth curvaceous slopes of her nudely grinding 
hips tightly with his forepaws and fucked her with all the strength left in 
him, feeling Kathy's naked young cunt writhing wetly against his back. His 
eyes bulged wide as he fucked into her voraciously gripping rectal depths 
again and again, his huge tongue hanging wetly over her glistening white 
buttocks, as he jogged forward with a mighty thrust that seared up into her 
cock-stretched anus like burning, ecstatic, wildfire. She groaned piteously, 
and he fucked it in all the deeper until she was afraid the hotly throbbing 
head of it might burst out through her navel. This was the experience that 
would make all of existence worthwhile. Forgotten was the strict moral code 
she'd lived with all her life. This was it. This powerful, heavenly fucking 
by this sleek, furry beast was IT! 

Surely the giant tormenting cock-shaft was continually growing and 
threatening to explode far up inside her feverishly devouring bowels. If 
only he would cum! "Oh, cum! Hurry! I can't take it any longer!" she cried 
out with masochistic pleasure mixed with agony as she fucked back against 
him wildly. Each slap of his balls against her clitoris sent her one plateau 
higher on her lofty quest. She was suddenly reminded of how her father used 
to spank her long ago with his strong hands and of the fierce sensations 
they had sent burning downward into her pubescent loins. Over the years she 
had almost forgotten that feeling, and now it was returning with a 
vengeance. 

The big dog barked and shoved forward with a mighty asshole-reaming thrust 
that almost ripped through the walls of her fluttering belly, and then 
suddenly his pelvis was shuddering and hurting hot thick cum high up into 
her desperately absorbing rectum in wave after obscene wave of liquid fire. 
May groaned with happiness as she felt warm animal sperm spraying out in 
every direction up inside her hungrily milking belly. She pressed tightly 
back against her pet's hairy loins as he poured his cum far into her 
feverishly clutching anal passage, filling her elasticized rectum to the 
bursting point with the hotly squirting wetness. Then May could feel her own 
climax come shooting toward her, like a blinding flash of light carrying the 
force and brightness of a thousand suns. She groaned and gurgled, and her 
lips began to froth as her loins churned through the most magnificent orgasm 
she had ever had in her life. Her vagina began gushing outward with hot, 
quick squirts of his white cum that trickled onto the rug beneath her cunt. 
Then she shuddered madly and collapsed forward in a single long sigh that 
had neither beginning or end. 

Kathy reached her own climax riding bare-backed on Thornton's spinal column 
at the same time. She rode him furiously and gurgled happily as her pussy 
spewed forth its moist gushing waves of heated liquid cum all over his sleek 
furry back, and then she too slumped forward, exhausted, as both she and the 
dog tumbled off her aunt's well-fucked body onto the floor at her side. It 
seemed like an endless moment before any of them could fathom what had 
happened. The dog got up after awhile and walked around, then went 
downstairs to the kitchen to lap up some water from his bowl and eat 
something. The two females watched him lumber off while they still huffed 
and panted for breath. Then Kathy squeezed her legs together deliciously to 
press out the small remaining droplets of her cum from her cunt lips and 
looked over at the older woman, blushing in a becoming glow of shock and 
pleasure at her own bold behavior in leading this depraved orgy. But she had 
known her aunt needed it, and that had helped to spur her on. 

It was only now that May thought to check the doorway, make sure that Melvin 
had not awakened and stumbled into all this. No, he had not. Then she looked 
wonderingly at her niece. How long had Kathy been sexually knowledgeable? 
Melvin was only one year younger. 

She had always been grateful for his sexual naivet but that was before she 
herself realized what it was all about. Perhaps, the startled woman realized 
for the first time, she ought to be concerned about her young son's 
inhibitions! 

 Chapter 6 



This was one hell of a time of night to barge in on someone, Gerald thought 
to himself, but he couldn't help chuckling at the thought, either. Christ, 
Ray had been gone months, but now that he had decided to return, he couldn't 
even wait until morning. Well, Gerald certainly wasn't going to discourage 
him. It was his bet that Ray's leaving was exactly what his inhibited sister 
had needed to find out just how much she needed a man and not for farm work, 
either! Gerald didn't like driving into the mountains this time of night 
since there weren't any streetlights on these roads and sometimes all he 
could see was the white line which, when the car was climbing, loomed like a 
telephone pole in the headlights. Ray was supposed to be close behind in his 
own car. It was up to Gerald to pave the way for Ray's return. Ray hadn't 
wanted an intermediary, but Gerald had pointed out that with two children in 
the house, they had better be sure that May wasn't taken by surprise. He was 
deep in the mountains now and he'd be damned if he could see any headlights 
behind him. Well, Ray knew the way. 

He had really been looking forward to this vacation even if it had meant a 
lot of hard work to help out his sister. Now that Ray was back, he expected 
to enjoy it even more. He'd like to have made the trip up in the morning as 
he had planned. It was such a beautiful drive. Climbing up and around the 
mountains, he would come upon the little towns unexpectedly, over a rise or 
around a bend. So many of the little houses didn't look as though they could 
withstand another winter. There were a few of them that he watched every 
trip to see if they were still standing. They always were and probably would 
be fifty-years from now! There was a covered bridge that he would like to 
approach in the daylight, too, although it was going to be an interesting 
experience to rumble through it with only the light of his headlamps on the 
wide rough boards. Many dreams of the farm swam in his head as he drove, 
rhubarb pie, cranberry muffins, blueberry pancakes and homemade maple syrup. 

Then suddenly, from the deep recesses of his mind, floated the memory of 
that developing bundle of lush femininity, his daughter Kathy. In fact, 
there was something about the fact that she was his daughter that gave her 
the forbidden aura he found so intriguing. That must be, he reasoned, a 
natural, fatherly reaction. Yet he had been afraid of it and had been very 
happy to pack her off to her aunt's for the summer. For example, he had 
found himself fantasizing about Kathy's hot little tits and cunt naked 
beneath him as he fucked other women. He sighed and shook his head. What on 
earth was he thinking? He knew exactly what he was thinking. He was thinking 
about really fucking his delectable young minx of a daughter. It was 
mortifying, but he couldn't help but wonder if her young cunt was as tight 
and sweet as her mother's had been. And now he sighed painfully. He just 
couldn't forget Kathy's mother. Every time he thought of marriage, he 
remembered what he had had and changed his mind. Maybe that's why he had 
such obscene thoughts about his daughter. Gerald found himself involuntarily 
pushing his fingers down onto the lengthening bulge in his pants. His cock 
was tingling and he was becoming aroused again for what seemed like the 
hundredth time that day. He had lined up a date for the night to take care 
of his problem but then Ray had come. And what in hell would he do at the 
farm? At least there his daughter wouldn't be flitting around the house 
half-naked in her shorty nightgown while he had to control his raging cock 
until he could find a woman or take a shower or whatever else was necessary. 

The covered bridge rumbled like an old barn as he drove through. Now he knew 
that the farm would be soon and sure enough, in another fifteen or twenty 
minutes he was driving up to the house. Parking the car, he got out and went 
up onto the porch. How he hated to ring the bell at this time of night! It 
was just past midnight! One of the things you really needed on a farm was 
your sleep. Gerald had never lived in one, but May had told him how she had 
to get up at dawn and in the winter, before dawn. Hesitating at the bell, he 
tried the doorknob of the front door instead. The door opened! God, he hoped 
May was all right. She had never been the type of person to leave the doors 
unlocked at night. But she had very likely been working terribly hard! 
Suddenly from, inside there was the rush of a dog's approach. 

"Thornton!" Kathy called, and despite his best intentions, Gerald could feel 
his pulse quicken and his penis jerk just from the sound of her voice. 

Before he could say anything, the massive silver shepherd was in front of 
him growling deeply and readying himself to leap if this 
stranger-in-the-night should make one more move forward. 

"All right, boy," Gerald assured him, and the sound of his voice alerted 
Kathy as she entered the parlor. 

He saw her in the doorway, clutching nothing but a white towel around her 
voluptuously molded young fifteen year old form. His eyes fell upon her 
legs, involuntarily devouring them. They were long and smooth and 
well-muscled, getting a good tan this past week. His cock was definitely 
becoming bloated with blood, pushing his pants right out as tightly as they 
would stretch. His nostrils flared. She is my daughter, he kept telling 
himself over and over. Still his cock continued to try to rise. She had such 
soft flesh, flesh a man instinctively wanted to touch, any man, father or 
not! The towel seemed only to just barely cover her pubic region, so that 
her naked thighs appeared more lengthy and provocative than he had ever seen 
them before. Above that the towel was wrapped tightly around her wasp-like 
waist, so that her hips flared very fully. Then still higher up she was 
holding her firmly swelling breasts in check with her forearm. They seemed 
to well up considerably, thrusting upward and out over her imprisoning arm, 
out to the sides, ballooning everywhere. Her shoulders were glossy and 
smooth. Her beautiful face with the sultry thick-lashed blue eyes and the 
pouting full pink mouth was framed by her strawberry blonde hair that seemed 
to trail in fine rivulets all the way down to her ass-cheeks in back. 

"Hi, Daddy! I'm so glad you've come!" she cried, her eyes shouting 
sensuality. She then tiptoed along on her small dainty feet to plant a warm 
kiss on his open mouth, her tiny pink spear of a tongue darting inside for 
an instant and then quickly darting back out again. 

Gerald was afraid that in another moment he might lose his voice so he spoke 
to her while he felt he still could. "Where's your nightgown and robe? Uncle 
Ray will be here any minute." 

"Uncle Ray?" the child opened her eyes wide. Now her plans came tumbling 
down around her. What would Uncle Ray say if he saw his wife naked on the 
bedroom floor. In her surprise, she dropped the towel to the floor. "Ooops, 
it slipped!" she explained, bending over while her well-shaped breasts hung 
down as she retrieved the towel. He stared in amazement, his breath coming 
very hotly as he watched her taut protuberant nipples pointing forward from 
the tips of her cream-white tits. Something seemed to have gripped his 
throat that wouldn't let go. That strawberry blonde hair had fallen back 
over her shoulders and seemed to be every where. Her long legs stretched 
deliciously up to the titillating patch of her sparsely growing pubic curls 
within which he could clearly see the glistening pink ribbon of her tight 
young pussy slit in the dim night light by the door. 

Kathy stood up, still smiling, her breasts pointing up again as she drew the 
towel lingeringly over her luscious young body. She was remembering Uncle 
Ray now ... as an older Melvin. She found herself becoming very excited with 
anticipation, wondering how large his cock was, too, as well as her 
father's. She could see an eager glint in her father's eyes that she now 
recognized as a need to surrender to sex. She wondered about these adult 
cocks, if they were heavily veined like Melvin's, and if they would look the 
same, burgeoning straight out from their patches of pubic hair. She was 
happy with what Thornton had done for her, and yet she could not help being 
curious. 

She barely had the towel secured around her waist and walked up to him with 
her upthrust breasts pointing at his chest to put her hand affectionately on 
his shoulder. The sex-starved man felt his mouth water as he watched his 
daughter's full ripe breasts jiggle as she walked. Her pink, ovalled mouth 
opened in a teasing manner, he thought, her tongue flickering out wetly to 
moisten the fullness of her rich pouting lips. Her eyelashes fluttered and 
her voice became very low and intimate. "How would you like to suck on my 
titties, Daddy?" the bold teenager said, leaning forward slowly into the 
crotch of his pants, gripping the enormously hard rigidity that he could no 
longer conceal. 

"Kathy!" was all the man could manage. His cock felt as though it would 
burst through the material of his pants at any moment. His daughter's 
breasts were the most beautiful things he'd ever seen in his life! He could 
smell the youthful scent of her body, feel its warmth, almost touch one rose 
nipple with his face. It was more tantalizing than he had ever imagined. It 
was more than he could bear. 

"I'll bet you would like to suck on my titties, I'll bet anything you would! 
Admit it, Daddy. You have such a nice hard cock. Mmmmm, do you think I could 
see it, Daddy?" Gerald closed his eyes. He felt as though he were being 
consumed inside by a well of sensuality. And as the deep pool covered his 
head, swallowing him up entirely until he was blind to any light, in spite 
of where he was, he heard himself plead, "Oh, Christ, yes! Yes, baby, pull 
it out!" 

Kathy gave him a pleased smile and went to work quickly, zipping down his 
trousers and reaching in through his fly into his belly hair and onto the 
soft sacs of his testicles until, most grandly of all, her hand touched his 
gigantic hard cock, which took her breath away with its overwhelming length 
and breadth. Bending at the waist and lowering her head down so that her 
soft, tongue-moistened lips rested tantalizingly on the rubbery bloated 
cock-head, she crooned, "Ooooooh, Daddy, you have the most beautiful cock 
I've ever seen! I never knew my own dad had the most handsome cock in the 
world!" 

Gerald made a sharp gasp for breath before his fingers snaked out 
automatically to clutch her blonde hair as she opened her mouth greedily and 
ran her pinkly ovalled lips agonizingly up over his pulsating male hardness 
until the tip of it tapped the back of her throat. Then she began a low 
rhythmic sucking that made him strain forward with pure ecstasy. In all the 
years of their marriage, her mother had never done this, perhaps because he 
had been afraid to ask her! Now his sensuous young daughter was sucking his 
cock! 

He heard his own animal-like panting, interrupted only by an occasional low 
moan as her beautiful little tongue achingly stroked and licked at the 
underside of his burgeoning penis where the long sperm-filled vein was 
waiting urgently to spew forth its scalding hot load of stored-up cum. Her 
fingers traveled like little snakes underneath his balls, weighing them, 
cupping them, caressing them, fondling them. Gerald no longer cared who was 
doing this to him, only that she continue. There was no other thought, only 
that it go on and on and on until he came like a belching bull. 

Kathy knew that her father had lost all resistance. She smiled inwardly to 
herself, proud of the fact that once again she would have her way as she had 
with her aunt. She pulled her mouth away from her father's feverishly 
throbbing cock with a softly sucking little lip-pop and licked it once again 
as he tried to keep her mouth on it. But it was just then that another pair 
of headlights flashed obliquely into the parlor from outside. Her father 
quickly zipped himself back into his pants and Kathy thought again of her 
aunt upstairs on the floor, wondering what Uncle Ray would say. Both Melvin 
and Aunt May were very conservative. Could it be that Ray was also? 

"Daddy, I think you had better help me with Aunt May," she started to say, 
but already Uncle Ray was inside the room. 

Amazingly he didn't even seem to see Kathy though he nodded with a half-grin 
at Gerald. But the girl could see that he was on fire with desire and that 
his flaming hot cock was pressing the front of his pants out just like her 
father's was. Maybe he was so worked up that he wouldn't notice anything 
strange about his wife's sleeping naked on the braided rug on the floor! 
Thornton noted his arrival with interest. The dog's tail wagged, but Ray 
absently patted the big head and headed for the stairs. As though in a dream 
Kathy hurried after him and Gerald followed her, but as they reached the top 
of the stairs, Kathy reached out and took her father's hand to lead him into 
her bedroom, rubbing her magnificent full-fleshed body insinuatingly against 
him until he thought he would burst. Her slender forceful hand came up 
against the back of his neck and she drew his head down into a molten, 
open-mouthed kiss wherein she sucked on his tongue and her own tongue 
explored his mouth until he thought he would stop breathing from the 
perverse excitement of it all. All the time her lower body was grinding away 
against his exposed loins, rubbing the soft, silken little hairs of her 
pubic triangle against his arching, jerking cock. 

"Come on, Daddy!" she murmured. "I want you to fuck me with your beautiful 
big cock!" She began to strip his clothes away, sucking his cock back up 
into the hot, buttery softness of her mouth again for a moment as she 
kneeled to remove his shoes, then to pull his pants down over his burning 
loins until he stood naked before her. She pulled him gently to the bed, 
urging him to hurry. She lay back and spread her legs as wide as she could 
until her hot young cunt stretched wide up between her thighs and became a 
softly bearded oval mouth waiting to be fed by his pounding rod of flesh. 
Gerald's eyes were fixed on the glistening pink folds of his daughter's 
pussy framed by the sparsely curling strands of her blonde-colored pubic 
hair. His cock was pounding and throbbing painfully as he lowered himself, 
panting with desire, into the opened vee of her wide-stretched, taut young 
thighs. He moved his penis forward until it found the wet, curl-fringed 
little opening of her pussy, and sighing with ecstasy, he fucked up into her 
and felt the warm wet walls and lips of her curl-rimmed little cunt closing 
tighter than her mouth had. 

As he began slowly, agonizingly, to pump up into her eagerly welcoming young 
cuntal passage, she locked her arms tightly around his back. Her legs came 
up of their own volition and locked around his calves as though he were 
hooked onto her against his will. She squirmed and wiggled her naked little 
cunt deliciously around on his rod which was sunk up inside her almost to 
her cervix. She felt wonderfully filled as she worked her hungrily engulfing 
cunt up and down over his belly-filling hardness. 

Then suddenly they heard Ray laugh. It sounded like a laugh at first, but 
then there were grunts and something that sounded like sobs. Finally it was 
just uproarious laughter. Gerald might have kept right on with what he was 
doing if Thornton hadn't chosen that moment to come bounding into the room, 
not only leaving them exposed to the hallway, which was suffused with light 
from Ray and May's bedroom, but jumping up onto the bed, woofing with 
excitement. 

"Hey! What's going on here?" Gerald shouted almost knocked from the bed by 
the big dog's bulk. 

"It's all right, Daddy," Kathy cried, trying to hold him to her but 
unsuccessful as the dog intervened. 

Then Uncle Ray was in the doorway, too, sputtering through laughter. It was 
obvious now that he had stopped on the way for a couple of belts of whiskey. 
He was holding the doorframe and was not quite his steady self. "Hahaha!" he 
laughed. "Come on, boy. Come on, Thornton! he bellowed and then nearly 
doubled over with renewed laughter. 

"Hush, Ray!" May was right behind him. "You'll wake up Melvin!" They were 
both naked as jaybirds. But May, too, started to giggle. 

"Christ Almighty! I try to fuck my wife and she's crooning, "Oh, Thornton! 
Do it again, Thornton!" he imitated in what he considered a 
feminine-sounding chant. 

Gerald was mortified and confused. He had notice his daughter's robe at the 
foot of the bed, picked it up and threw it to her with such authority in the 
action that she automatically put it on. He pulled up a section of the sheet 
to cover himself as best he could. 

"That's all right, old man," Ray said, noticing what Gerald was up to. He 
reached behind him and dragged the naked May over to the bed. "I figure it's 
going to take two of us to beat old Thornton!" Ray was wildly winking with 
one eye. "I figure if Thornton's started to loosen the old gal up, we'd 
better complete the cure, eh?" He pulled his wife onto the bed and Kathy 
slipped out the other side. She edged along the bed and to a chair near the 
door where she sat down. Thornton, too, jumped off the bed and came to 
Kathy, his mouth in a broad, black-gummed, toothy grin, his long pink tongue 
panting in and out with all the excitement. 

Ray grasped his wife by the shoulder and turned her to her back, his mouth 
capturing her lips. Snake-like, his tongue darted into her mouth to taste 
and tantalize. She lay on her back between two virile men, their naked cocks 
on either side, pressing in against the smooth, tapering flesh of her 
trembling thighs. Oh, God, it was so good to have Ray back and she was 
always happy to see Gerald. She loved them both so much. Ray's hands were 
now roaming at will over her body, seeking and enjoying again, finally, all 
the marvels of her luscious nakedness. How easily she responded to him now! 
Momentarily, as she thrilled and tingled to her husband's kiss, his warm, 
caressing hands sending little, anticipatory sensations surging to her ready 
loins, she had forgotten that Gerald was lying there on her other side until 
suddenly she felt the heated moistness of his lips on her sensitive breasts. 

She lurched with. surprise, automatically trying to withdraw her breasts. 
She loved him, but he was her own brother! Ray pulled back, "Damn it! I told 
you we're both going to fuck you, woman! Just make up your mind to it! No 
Gerald, no Ray. Do you understand me?" 

Ray had never spoken to her with such finality in his voice. She started to 
say something but thought better of it. He had left once. If this was the 
way to keep him, then she could do it. She would do anything ... 

Again Ray's mouth captured hers, his tongue probing her mouth and throat 
voraciously while below, she felt the warm moistness of Gerald's mouth on 
her sensuously quivering breasts. Her nipples were hard and spiky, and the 
areolas puckered up erotically at their bases as he sucked each in turn. The 
spark of passion ignited by her husband's hands on her body and his 
searching tongue in her mouth was being fanned into the tinderbox of her 
loins, nurtured to glowing life by the seeking mouth of her brother on the 
voluptuous mounds of her satin-smooth breasts. There was no resisting the 
heightening flames that began to flame through her loins. She had no desire 
to do so anymore. She had learned her lesson! Hmph, she thought. From 
Thornton at that! 

Then Ray's mouth left her lips, and he squirmed his body down until his 
mouth had leapfrogged Gerald's, who still kissed and caressed her tingling 
breasts. Her husband was now kissing her belly, his tongue dipping into the 
shallow dimple of her navel, teasingly. His hands reached down to part her 
legs, gently but firmly. There was no doubt in her mind what his intentions 
are. He was going to lick and such at her down there. At last her husband 
was going to do that very thing she had denied him so long, and she welcomed 
it as he remembered guiltily who, or rather what, had done it first. 

By the door, Kathy suddenly felt hands on her shoulders. It was Melvin, 
grinning impudently, as he reached down and took hold of both her breasts, 
squeezing them and pinching the nipples through the light material of her 
summer robe. She felt a flicker of desire rekindle in her body. Almost 
gleefully she thrust one of her knees forward as he leaned over her, jamming 
it between his thighs and was elated to feel the sudden tightness against 
her skin as his cock jerked and began to harden. A moment later, her 
cousin's lips closed wetly over hers and their tongues were pushing against 
each other in the hot moist cavern of their mouths. 

On the bed, Gerald's mouth left his sister's breasts to weld itself to hers 
while his hands continued to knead and massage her gently throbbing breast, 
rolling the hard-coned nipples between his thumb and forefinger. Then, after 
a few moments, he broke the deep French kiss to use his mouth, again, on her 
breasts as he took them alternately between his lips, forcing the coral 
nipples to move back and forth rapidly, while simultaneously maintaining 
strong suction on them. It was a breathtakingly sensual feeling, and she 
moaned aloud with the pleasure of it. Then she reached down to cup her 
breasts up to him, offering them almost as a sacrifice, and wanting more of 
the same. Suddenly she realized that she was responding to both men and that 
she did want them both, husband and brother! The only problem was that she 
was so inexperienced sexually that she could not imagine how she could make 
love to both at the same time. How are they both going to fuck me? she 
wondered, until she remembered what Thornton had done, but of course, that 
was different! 

Meanwhile, Kathy could feel the pit of her belly and her thighs hot and 
moist from the lewd spectacle before her. She hardly noticed the hands that 
abruptly drew down the robe from her shoulders. Unconsciously she allowed 
Melvin to maneuver her off the chair and place her on hands and knees on the 
floor so that she knelt on all fours with her face level with the mattress, 
watching with glazed eyes the obscene movements of the trio in front of her. 
As he ran his hands over her fleshy hips and down her buttocks, sending 
ripples of anticipation along her spine, it caused her to draw in her breath 
deliciously at the sudden rush of air across her nakedly exposed loins. 

Ray spread his wife's quivering, unresisting legs apart, his head following, 
delving into the angle of them, his mouth and teeth taunting the soft, 
smooth flesh of her inner thighs. He nipped gently with his teeth, his mouth 
warm and alive on her as his lips followed, kissing her sensate flesh 
hungrily. Finally his searching lips found the pulsing furrow of her pussy, 
moist from the dews of her vaginal walls, and his tongue moved here with 
avidity, up and down the narrow, female slit, stabbing experimentally into 
her trembling cuntal opening. Unbidden, her hips began to gyrate, undulating 
in tiny circles under her and telling, plainly, of her mounting desire. 

Shifting his lank body, her husband moved to kneel between her legs. With a 
thumb on either side of her sparsely golden-hair ringed cunt, he parted the 
fleshy, outer lips of her pussy to expose the channel he had been working to 
even see for years! Secretions of clear, viscous fluids were forming there 
in tiny droplets. A trickle of it began to run down the inner side of her 
thigh. His mouth came down now, his long, agile tongue blazing a passage 
that soon, she hoped, the rest of him would follow. Deep inside her cuntal 
lips, his lingual member rotated in circles, teasing and tantalizing her 
already over-loaded nerve-endings with lewdly prurient sensations. A mewling 
moan of pleasure emitted from her lips as she thrust her loins up toward his 
face and her head began to flail from side to side with the intensity of her 
building passion. 

Ray pushed his face down tight into the undulant angle of her loins, his 
tongue lashing excitedly into his wife's open, pulsing cunt, the strength of 
her upward-thrusting hips telling him that she was fully aroused, almost 
ready to fuck! He inhaled deeply of the heady perfume of her loins and lost 
himself in savoring her sex juices, the pungent flavor inciting his waiting 
cock to bone-hard readiness. Deeper yet he thrust his tongue into her 
pulsating vagina as moans of pure pleasure came from deep in her chest, 
almost unceasingly, her hips moving now in rhythmic counterpoint to his 
probing tongue that lashed deep into the coraline depths of her cuntal 
passage. Without let-up, showing her no mercy, he plunged his long, agile 
tongue into her, pausing to nip now and then at the tender flanges of her 
cuntal orifice with his teeth. But it was his thrusting tongue, a make-shift 
cock, that brought her to even higher levels of ecstatic desire, for now, 
she was a blazing inferno of passion. The raging fire in her belly could be 
extinguished in only one way. She had to have a cock in her cunt now! 

"Oh, Ray," she whined, "Fuck me, darling! Please f ... fuck me!" She even 
surprised herself with her language. She felt unreal. "I ... I want both of 
you to fuck me! I want your big hard cocks in me, fucking me, hard and 
long!" 

Oh wow, Ray thought, never dreaming he'd hear it from her! He said, "Okay, 
May, Baby! You're going to get it, just like you want it, sweetheart!" A 
lewd light shone in his eyes. Then his face dropped again to her pulsating, 
ready cunt, his tongue this time going directly to the tiny, erect bud of 
her clitoris to lick at it, maddeningly. She felt herself slipping into 
insane, agonizing pleasure as the crashing surf of the sensations buffeting 
her body began to build into a tidal wave of ecstatic desire. Uncontrollably 
her hips moved in tempo to her husband's licking tongue, and she thrust her 
breasts upward into her brother's face, wanting more and more of everything. 
She was becoming a glutton for sex! She knew that it was only a matter of a 
few moments until she would explode in a frenzy of orgasm, yet neither of 
the two men had touched her with their massively solid cocks. They were both 
ready, their virile, potent pricks stood out, rock-hard and rampant, and she 
wanted them! Why? she wondered, are they making me wait? 

Surprisingly and disappointingly, Ray and Gerald were trading places, their 
bodies sliding along the length of her body, one on either side. God! She 
had wanted Ray, her husband to start it. His mouth on her aroused genitals 
had gotten her so moist and ready for him! It was a frustrating feeling, as 
though they were teasing her, keeping her guessing, and she was in no mood 
for games. Why didn't they get started on the real fucking part? 

She couldn't help the delicious sigh that escaped her as she felt her 
brother's hand move, light as a feather over her cunt, his fingers tracing 
and teasing at her, erotically. Then he inserted two and finally three 
fingers into the moistly warm passage, moving them in and out, gently, her 
cuntal orifice stretching to receive the breadth of his fingers with ease. 
Oh, that feels so nice, she thought, but I've got to have his big, hard cock 
in me! Meanwhile, her husband was kissing her. Instinctively she knew that 
the tangy pungency of his mouth was the essence of herself remaining on his 
tongue as he probed deep into her throat. She liked it and she took Ray's 
tongue fully into her mouth and sucked on it gently and slowly at first, 
then ever more violently, while his hands caressed and kneaded the soft, 
melon-like mounds of her throbbing breasts. In a few minutes he forced a 
trade as he sucked and nibbled on her tongue. It was all maddeningly 
tantalizing. Her ecstasy was building almost to the breaking point, and she 
was poised on the brink of her orgasm, full of agonizing, erotic tension. In 
her imagination, she felt almost like a space explorer, sitting high atop a 
rocket, waiting to be blasted to the moon! 

Gerald's strong hands parted her helpless and unresisting legs, and he 
wedged himself solidly between her thighs, his hands now running, 
caressingly, over the satin smoothness of the perfectly sculpted columns. 
Then he reached down to fondle his massive, rock-hard cock. His encircling 
hand on its shaft worked the foreskin back and forth several times over the 
pulsing, blood-swollen head. A few drops of the viscous, preparatory fluids 
spread over the fiery, silk-like sheen of his cock's head. When he took his 
hand away, his prick stood out, bulkily, rampant, and ready, its rigid 
length and breadth pulsing, wildly, with his excited heartbeat. He was ready 
now to fuck his sister. Fascinated, he watched May's hungrily grinding loins 
as he held himself poised over her. Her cunt was flowered open, moist and 
gently throbbing. It seemed to beckon to him, bidding him enter, and he knew 
that she was more than ready to receive him. Sliding both hands under her 
gyrating buttocks, he felt the warm, softness of them, the lithe muscles 
working in his palms, as his hips spread her trembling, expectant thighs 
wide apart. Then he was in position over her, his lust-inflated cock-head 
brushing, teasingly, at the pink slit of her cuntal opening. She moaned out 
her need to him. 

"Oooooohhhhh! Fuck me now!" 

Her obscene expression spurred him. He lifted her hips, pulling them up 
toward him easily, the bulbous head of his hardened cock going into the 
moist warmth of her vaginal opening, the elastic flesh of the vertical 
little mouth stretching to take it. He allowed only the vast head to go into 
her for the time being as he stopped short, holding himself immobile over 
her straining loins. He felt the undulations of her hips as she tried to 
absorb more of his lustfully throbbing shaft into her hotly seething, cuntal 
sheath. He squeezed and massaged at his sister's hips and wide-spread 
thighs, while at the same time, he shoved his fully erectile cock into her 
with slow, even pressure, ranging ever deeper and deeper, and he felt the 
contracting ring of muscles in the walls of her vaginal passage sucking at 
him tantalizingly. It generated sparks of sensation in the length of his 
prick that drove him almost to distraction. 

With a final flick of his hips, he drove his cock the final few inches deep, 
deep into her writhing belly, the head of it nudging her cervix to lodge 
right up against the back wall of her cunt. He flexed it, then, expanding 
inside her and was pleased to feel her countering contractions. The walls of 
her pussy clasped him, caressingly, and he could feel it the full length of 
his pulsingly sensate cock. It seemed to him her cuntal sheath fit him like 
a pair of good gloves. Incessantly his hand caressed and massaged at her 
quivering white thighs, her smooth, flat belly, his thumbs tracing down into 
the flexing hollows of her groin. Finally he slipped a hand down over the 
rounded smoothness of her moon-like buttocks to search in the crevice 
between for the secret, puckered hole that nestled there, defenselessly. 

Moistening a finger in the viscid liquid that trickled down copiously from 
her vaginal orifice, he sought the tiny, brownish ring of her back passage. 
He found it and pressed into its warm sponginess slowly and tenderly. There 
was none of the haste with which Thornton had done it. Her body jerked 
convulsively once, then her trembling loins screwed back on his finger, 
absorbing it fully until his palm was pressed flat and hard against the 
working muscles of her softly quivering buttock cheeks. He heard her groan, 
both of pain and satisfaction, coming to him muffled as she did it up into 
her husband's mouth. 

May didn't understand it. It hurt, but it felt so sexy and so wonderfully 
wicked and forbidden! Her mouth worked up against Ray's with the ecstasy of 
her passion. She felt everything her brother was doing to her below, while 
above, her husband's mouth and hands were driving her insane, his tongue in 
her mouth almost imitating Gerald's cock in her seething cunt. Her breasts, 
under the manipulations of his hands, seemed to be a mass of exposed, 
sexually aroused nerve-endings. They were inter-connected to all parts of 
her body, transmitting sex sensations along super-charged synapses. Their 
intensity was building to the point where she was sure she would faint if it 
spiraled any higher. Uncontrollably she moved her breasts up against the 
hard, lean muscles of his chest, and her arms went around him to pull him 
close to her, her fingers scratching at his back in wanton fury of 
unreasonable sex-need. Every fiber of her being was responding to the two 
men. The fires that had been ignited in her loins were now roaring out of 
control, threatening to consume her, goading her to complete submission. 

Suddenly she couldn't stand it any longer. She had to have more! She had to 
have Gerald's cock in her cunt, surging in and out of her recklessly, the 
hard length and breadth of him fucking into her relentlessly. She could have 
died then of the pure joy of it when she felt her brother's ponderous cock 
entering her, spreading and stretching her cunt-lips. Then it had paused 
momentarily before worming deep up into her waiting belly. Now the 
sensations of his expanding and contracting hardness elicited involuntary 
movements of her own, her vaginal walls acting on their own, it seemed to 
suck up his full, hardened length into her now greedily quivering belly. 
Then as his warm hands had swarmed over her, they had brought her body to 
vibrantly full arousal, his finger slipping into her anus, bringing her both 
welcome pain and pleasure at the same time. The pain of the unnatural 
entrance made her jerk, involuntarily, and she bit Ray's lips, her tongue 
pushing deep into his throat. She had hung on for dear life, trembling from 
head to foot with salacious anticipation. Her greed for them, for the 
pleasure their big cocks would bring her, rose up in her like monster snake 
coils, taking over her body and mind to control her completely. 

Then, beginning with long, smooth strokes, Gerald began to fuck smoothly in 
and out of her moist, clasping vaginal passage. He didn't ram or grind into 
her. It was just a steady stroking movement that didn't hit all the way to 
the bottom of her cunt yet. He didn't want to rush her or hurry himself too 
much. As he pumped his cock in and out of her, he was waiting, waiting for 
her response that he knew would come pretty soon, then he would give her 
everything he had. He watched. Her eyes were becoming glazed, and her breath 
came in shallow pantings as the sensations in her loins became a raging, 
unquenchable fire. The only thing that would put out that fire was a 
soaringly ecstatic orgasm. Her hips began to thrust upward to him, her cunt 
slithering up the shaft of his cock, attempting to take the whole of it deep 
up into her trembling belly. Then she ground her hips back into the mattress 
on his up-stroke, until his penis came out of her cuntal sheath almost all 
the way, just the head of it remaining just inside her vaginal portal. 

Kathy was spellbound, watching the four hands that were working over her 
aunt's quivering thighs and finally felt the hardness of Melvin's huge young 
cock nudging against the moistened lips of her own cunt. She was ready, and 
she reached back under the taut bridge of her belly, grasping the rigid 
shaft and pulling it forward until she felt the hot, throbbing head 
insinuate itself between the little ridges of tender flesh on either side of 
her pussy. He pressured forward slowly and with one long, easy stroke slid 
it all the way up into her heaving crotch. She moaned as she felt the 
rubbery glans batter softly up against the tip of her cervix, buried as far 
up in her cunt as it would go. Her mouth dropped loosely open and she began 
squirming back against him dog-fashion as he rotated it deep inside her. The 
head rubbed tantalizingly against the hidden walls of her womb in a sweet 
magical rhythm that brought low moans of pleasure from deep within her 
throat as she stared at Aunt May's body still tightly held between her 
husband and her brother. 

It was about then that Ray said, "Let's get her up on her knees so you can 
fuck her from the rear while she sucks me off!" 

Concentrating only on the pleasure sensations of her body, May was not aware 
of what her husband had said or what he planned to do. Gerald understood, 
immediately. He was disappointed at having to withdraw right then, but he 
did it. This was Ray's show. The two men hauled her into the new position. 
She rested on her knees and elbows, the luscious moons of her buttocks 
waving nakedly in the air behind her. She felt frustration and annoyance at 
the interruption, but she smiled her satisfaction as her brother knelt 
behind her, grasped her hips hard and drove his massive cock powerfully into 
her gratefully accepting cunt, ramming with all his might, until his 
ball-laden scrotum smacked up tight against her loins and his pubic bone 
crashed painfully into the bones at the base of her spine. He poised there 
for a moment as he savored the delightful sensations in his loins and heard 
her mumbled protest. 

"Wh ... what ... are you doing ... to me now?" 

Her husband, Ray, was lying down again athwart the bed. He could see her 
breasts hanging pendulum-like, dancing prettily beneath her kneeling body as 
Gerald began plunging deep into her belly, the shock of it making her jerk 
and sway. Then she was grinding her hips back at him, countering him in his 
animal-like lunges deep into her clasping cuntal passage. Ray was stretched 
out in front of her now, and he reached out to her head, his hand going 
behind it as he forced her head down toward his rampant, hardened prick. May 
opened her passion-glazed eyes to look directly at her husband's long, 
thick, lust-inflated cock. Shoving his hips up at her face, the shiny, 
smooth-as-silk head of his bloated cock brushed against her firmly pursed 
lips. May opened them reluctantly, not really knowing what she was supposed 
to do but guessing. 

Ray flexed his hips to enter the soft, spongy head into the moistly waiting 
cavern of her mouth, and she ovalled her lips to receive it. She folded her 
lips over her teeth as it slithered wetly up between them. It was a huge 
presence, that made her feel like gagging, and the revulsion at what she was 
doing suddenly slashed through her, but she would have to do it. The price 
could well be her marriage! With an effort, she controlled her feelings and 
licked at the desire-hardened shaft of flesh, then she swirled her tongue 
around the smooth head of it. The pungent masculine flavor was different, 
but there was nothing horrible about it as she had always supposed. Behind 
her, Gerald was still grinding his cock in and out of her passion inflamed 
cuntal passage. That was all that mattered. The delicious sensations drowned 
out all else, and she decided she could do it after all. Then she even tried 
a few experimental sucking motions. 

Suddenly Melvin and Kathy were nosed to a stop by Thornton. The big dog had 
been watching everything and at this point, his enormous pink cudgel was 
sticking straight out from its hairy sheath. Reluctantly Kathy gave up her 
view of the bed and rolled onto her back, accepting Melvin on top of her 
now. Right on cue, the dog stepped over Kathy's face so the swinging 
hardness of his penile shaft was swaying directly down toward her nose and 
mouth. "Oh, Thornton. Let Kathy have it, lover. Let Kathy suck your cock!" 
The young girl took one hand off her cousin's now swiftly jerking buttocks 
and guided the fleshy tapered animal member right up into her mouth, sucking 
on the dog's lewdly distended penis like a woman possessed. She felt she was 
in heaven, being fucked in the mouth by the handsome German Shepherd while 
her own sweet cousin fucked her in her nakedly yearning cunt. Melvin grunted 
with amazement when he saw Thornton step over his cousin's face and her 
mouth open up to take his rigid red penis into its hot cavernous depths. But 
he could hardly oppose it for any reason. The total depravity of the entire 
situation was an indescribable ecstasy he had never dreamed possible. 

Behind May, Kathy's father rammed into her aunt extra hard. Her body was 
driven forward, and without warning, her whole mouth and throat was filled 
with her husband's pulsing cock. She closed her eyes and sucked desperately 
while her brother gored her with furious strokes. The wonderfully huge, hard 
cock he drove into her seething cunt almost overwhelmed her with fiery 
pleasure. Faster and ever deeper he plunged in and out of her, his massive, 
hardened shaft moving in and out of her cuntal sheath with the ease and 
power of a well-oiled piston. It was pure pleasure for her as she felt 
herself filled up almost beyond reason by his rhythmically fucking cock. 

As he thrust wildly into his beloved sister, Gerald used his hands on her 
hips to pull her in tight to him with each insane plunging stroke. The fiery 
dam in his balls would have to break soon. He could feel his nearing 
ejaculation. The ache in his balls was becoming almost unbearable. Looking 
down, he watched her slaving buttocks, fascinated, as she pushed back at 
him, the hardened shaft of his big cock cleaving the furrow of her cunt, 
coming out ivory-white and glistening with moisture. It was vibrant, pulsing 
with life, as it slid in and out of the coral moistness of her cunt, then it 
was buried to the root in her until none of the shaft could be seen. 
Glancing up, he saw that she had her husband's big cock in her mouth, and 
that she was actually sucking on it. 

Ray pressed his cock deeper and deeper up between her roundly ovalled lips. 
The delicious, tingling sensations in his balls incited him, and he thrust 
his lust-filled prick into her mouth until it had disappeared completely. He 
looked up to watch as the massive shaft of it slipped far back into her 
throat to the very root, her lips creeping over his length eating him, 
devouring him, and his hairy loins were pressing against her chin. It was 
all in her mouth! But she finally gagged. There was too much of him. She 
tried to twist her head aside to force him to withdraw it, but he held her 
head tight and straight to keep his aching cock deep in her throat. He could 
feel the swallowing motions of her throat, and the sensations it generated 
were wild, out of this world! Then Ray knew that he would be spewing cum in 
there and soon! The burning sensation at the root of his cock demanded it. 
He had to do something else, something more! 

Holding his wife's head in position over him, he began to plunge in and out 
of her mouth, fucking her there, as though it were another cunt, tight and 
hairless, and waiting to be cum up into. Unconsciously he matched the tempo 
that Gerald established as his brother-in-law knelt behind her and savagely 
rammed his cock in and out of her overheated cunt. 

Suddenly May gave in to the lewd sensations of the wild double-fuck she was 
receiving. She tried, consciously, to relax her throat muscles, so that she 
could accept all of her husband's hard driving length into her mouth with 
ease. Her feeling of shock at first, when Ray's cock-head had fucked into 
her mouth, almost made her feel faint. It had been hard for her to breathe. 
She couldn't think straight. The fear that they really might stop had goaded 
her to try. Then with the growing excitement in her loins as Gerald had 
plundered her voraciously moist cunt from behind, she had begun to take more 
of Ray's huge cock into her mouth. Finally, she had been able to accept all 
of it deep into her throat. Dazedly she began to wonder whether or not the 
two men would tear her apart as they thrust with ever more powerful strokes 
into to of her body's orifices. Her brother behind her, ramming with all his 
strength into her demandingly hungry cunt, and her husband thrusting his 
massive length up into her mouth. Then the mounting rapture at the very core 
of her being began to explode inside her. Her orgasm was beginning. It would 
be soon! 

The cords on Melvin's boyish neck were standing out and the excruciating 
feel of Kathy's voraciously clutching little pussy was going to cause him to 
shoot out up inside her any minute, when with lust-drenched eyes, he looked 
down and could see his cock, click with her pussy juices, sliding 
effortlessly in and out through her softly curling pubic hair, which was 
teasing against his cock maddeningly on each outstroke. The lips of her cunt 
were clasping convulsively around his impaling thickness and all he could 
think of or want was to feel his painfully expanded balls explode their 
searing load of cum deep up into her hotly churning teenage cunt. 

Kathy seemed to be smiling and her eyes sparkled with delight without 
stopping for a moment her voracious sucking on Thornton's pinkly glistening 
animal rod. The desire-driven cousin continued to fuck into his nakedly 
spread visiting relative with long, agonizingly drawn out strokes while the 
beautiful teenager blissfully sucked on the German Shepherd's cock. He 
thought how strangely those on the bed and those on the floor, even the dog, 
were somehow all connected, each with the other, each enthralled in his own 
world of delight as they writhed and moaned and whined in their collective, 
lust-driven passion. 

At last those on the floor felt their separate exploding orgasms all 
blending into one shattering unleashed fury of unprecedented carnal 
debauchery. Kathy felt the white hot jets of cum filling her from both ends 
as her cousin and her dog-lover flooded her cunt and her mouth with the 
liquid-hot juices of their release. Melvin let loose a soul-rendering 
climax, uttering loud grunts and groans as he shot his sperm far up into his 
fifteen year old cousin's hungrily milking little belly. 

Dimly, May was aware that her brother was ready to cum spewingly into her 
hungrily clasping cunt. He gripped the smooth rounded nakedness of her hips 
tight to him and was pounding up between her widespread buttocks with 
jackhammer force. He was out of control, his long thick hard cock was 
buffeting into her open pussy with a power she had never yet known. She 
hadn't even thought about it in advance, but had she considered the 
possibility, she would have been instantly hesitant. As it was, she didn't 
have the chance to think about it until it happened. Her husband's cock 
erupted suddenly in her mouth, jetting scalding cascades of viscous, white 
sperm far back against her unexpecting tonsils, which forced her to swallow 
again and again, to clear it from her throat and be able to breathe. 

Almost at the same time, May was helpless to do anything, out of control 
herself, as she came to her own release, her orgasmic rapture dimmed her 
eyes and muffled her ears. At that instant, in space and time there were no 
other realities for her except the cocks of two virile men, one fucking her 
cunt, the other fucking her mouth as though it were another vagina. She, 
too, was cumming! 

"Aaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuugggggghhhhh!" Heaving her hips back against her 
brother, squirming and jerking, expectantly against him, her body quivering, 
she waited for the moment when he, too, would shoot his hot, boiling sperm 
inside her. Faster and faster, harder and longer, Gerald slaved away behind 
her, his cock pistoning in and out, smoothly, until, suddenly, he was there. 
With a loud groan of satisfaction, he slammed into her as his cock hosed his 
hot, viscid cum deep into the depths of her cuntal passage, to splash 
forcefully into the depth of her hotly contracting belly. He held himself 
rigid, his back arched, as his cock pumped it out, wildly. All of his 
ecstasy was there in the insane jetting of his wildly jerking cock. 

Within mere seconds of each other, all three on the bed came to their 
orgasms. The two men greedily clutched her to them, caressing, massaging and 
smoothing her with their hands as their cocks bored into her, until finally, 
they released her sperm-filled body. The euphoric, relaxing waves of orgasm 
washed over them, leaving them satiated, their virile cocks pulsing less and 
less and slowly becoming softer and softer. The whole bedroom had seemed to 
shake with multiple orgasms as the hotly gushing secretions blended and 
puddled together in almost insane ecstasy until at last every one lay spent, 
momentarily overwhelmed, entwined on bed and floor like nakedly encircling 
vines. 

Finally, because nobody moved and went to bed as they ought to, in their own 
rooms, Thornton patiently made the rounds, lapping a cunt here, a cock 
there, here a breast and there an ass-cheek, whatever looked as though it 
needed cleaning to his efficient eye. When that wasn't enough, he went to 
the lighted hallway where the black patch over his left eye looked its most 
menacing and barked. No matter how many humans were around, he still had to 
run the farm. If they didn't get to bed and get their sleep, who, he wanted 
to ask, was going to get up and milk and pasture the cows in the morning? 


The End
