Three Hungry Girls
by Jean Sifton
(LLP-591)


CHAPTER ONE 

It had never occurred to the three friends that anyone would spend that much 
money just to relax! After all, one could find a beach to sun on at home! 
There were plenty of fancy restaurants at home and plenty more Books to 
read! So far, the three girls, who had saved quite literally for years for 
their summer in the Caribbean, had found very little excitement to justify 
the amount of money that it had cost! Not wanting any girl among them who 
could not hold her own, they had chosen each other's friendship with care, 
and all three were curvaceous and beautiful enough to attract immediate 
attention at work and around home, but they seemed able to attract nothing 
on Barbados. How disappointing! For though none would admit it to each 
other, they each had harbored a secret expectation that it would be this 
summer on this island that would land Mr. Right! 

Oh, it wasn't all that important to actually snare a husband, of course. 
What was important, however, was not to snare anything at all. There had 
been one nibble on the cruise to the island. The blonde, blue-eyed Jenny 
Schofield had attracted the attention of the Captain himself, and although 
he was rather portly, gray, and definitely unromantic, he was, at least, the 
Captain! Had the affair been more interesting than it had turned out, Jenny 
would have deluged her two girl friends with the gory details. As it was, 
she told them that the dinner in his cabin had been charming and that he had 
been too respectful of her lady-like qualities to get fresh or anything like 
that! 

Actually, he was a screwball of some kind: She had worn a very low cut, ice 
blue dinner dress, and the minute she walked into the cabin, his hands were 
all over her back and chest, not quite down far enough yet to grab her tits. 
She had pulled away and thrown a startled, round-eyed look in his direction, 
not meaning to discourage him completely, just slow him down. She understood 
the problem men had when they saw her voluptuous figure with its full round 
upthrust tits and the tiny waist above a very sensual pair of flaring hips. 
She was a very understanding woman and no cock-tease. What she incited a man 
to, she gave ... after she caught her breath! 

"Oh," he gasped, more startled, it seemed, than embarrassed. In fact there 
had been a very definite wry smile he couldn't quite suppress. "Yes, the 
dinner." He went immediately to a buzzer and pressed it. 

She had dropped her shawl from her shoulders into the crooks of her elbows 
the minute she had come in, but he never made a move to take it from her, 
which was disappointment number one. Number two was the rough and immediate 
fondling. Dinner was very nice just as all of the dinners had been on the 
ship ... nothing special. So she didn't call dinner disappointment number 
three, even though she had expected something like a French classic pheasant 
under glass. But she had been rather happy to see plain, ordinary chicken 
instead. Her experience so far had proved to her that the fancy dishes 
looked elegant but were not particularly satisfying to eat. 

The dinner wine, even though it was white and not as sweet as she usually 
liked, was very good just the same, and that was why she suffered 
disappointment number three, she supposed. It is very hard to keep an 
elegant distance from a man with several glasses of wine under your belt. 
Not that his overtures were disappointing. They were expected. What was 
disappointing was that although he made her undress, he would not remove as 
much as a stitch of his clothing, but lay back on his bed, let her unzip his 
fly so that his fully erect, lust-filled cock popped out suddenly the way a 
puppet often pops onto the stage in a children's theatre, and then invited 
her to have a sip of cordial, gesturing at his swollen prick as though it 
were a prize bottle of expensive liqueur! 

Unfortunately, the sight of him in his dressy uniform stretched out like 
that with his bulbous-headed cock sticking up like a stone turret of an old 
castle, filled her with uncontrollable excitement, though God knows why! The 
taut white flesh was marbled with tiny blue veins and the swollen head, 
almost purple with engorged blood as it forced its way up out of the 
foreskin, bore a single bead of pearly moisture at its quivering tip. 

Her mouth had dropped open and her breath had quickened even though she felt 
that somehow all this was far beneath what she had a right to expect. Yet, 
she was so taken by surprise and, yes, lust, that she had nodded and gone 
along with his metaphor of the cordial. 

"Yes ... I ... like liqueurs," she said politely. "Perhaps ... perhaps I'll 
have one!" 

"Yes, fine. You see, I will not touch you at all," he assured her then. 

"Oh, well, that's all right," she started to laugh. 

"No, no!" He put up his hand. "Once my touch is refused, I never impose 
myself," he told her. "Just get undressed if you want to ... or not. It's up 
to you." 

Well, that was certainly a cold beginning. Still, she could not believe that 
he really wouldn't touch her. This was just a little punishment or even a 
little joke, Jenny thought. Willing to play along with his unknown game, 
Jenny prepared to give him a sedate, yet lascivious, strip tease. 

Meanwhile, he seized the thickness of his upstanding prick and began to 
massage it, stroking the loose foreskin up and down the full length of the 
burgeoning shaft as she attempted to catch his eye as she slowly unzipped 
the back of her low-cut, ice-blue dress. Carefully she let it drop down to 
her arms and then, stooping, she lowered it to her knees. He had a marvelous 
view of her tits, if he were look ... ah, yes, he was looking now! 

The captain was indeed looking and enjoying. In fact, he marveled at her 
voluptuous nakedness as it was slowly revealed. His eyes played over the 
well rounded curves of her alabaster shoulders ... for Jenny simply did not 
tan ... and dwelled on the fine glistening down of tiny blonde hairs 
outlining the course of her spine and ending in a dazzling pale brown 
triangle just above the cleft of her ass. A thin band of blue lace panties 
had become lodged in the crevice as she bent over to pick the dress up from 
the floor and was still clenched between the smoothly rounded asscheeks when 
she paused to fold the garment and place it over the back of a chair. 

Glancing seductively over her shoulder with those great blue eyes, Jenny 
slipped the backs of her hands under the shiny lace material and slid the 
briefs down the only faintly pink expanse of her thighs. A moment later, 
entirely naked, she turned voluptuously around to face him. 

Aaaahhh, the Captain thought to himself as he felt the desire to touch her 
snake through his arms and into his fingers. But he would not. Masochism was 
the greater part of his lust! Yet, unconsciously, his fingers increased 
their speed as he massaged his desire-inflamed cock, the flickers of lust 
running swiftly over the sensitive nerve-ends of his body to center in the 
swollen, distended skin of his lusty prick. 

For a while he feasted his eyes on the wetly shining lips of Jenny's open 
mouth then roamed his gaze down past the slender column of her neck to the 
swelling slopes of the naked contours displayed voluptuously before him. He 
lingered for a moment on the high-set tits, placed so closely together with 
only the narrowest of valleys separating their magnificent areolas, as ready 
to be sucked, he tortured himself, as a baby's thumb! He groaned softly and 
increased the speed of his fingers again. It was a marvel to him how some 
women's tits kept their shape in spite of being so sizable and heavy, but 
this broad, for example, had only the slightest shadow beneath their bulging 
fullness. 

Then his eyes flicked lower to the enticingly rounded, alabaster-sheened 
hips and the delicious curve of her soft belly with its faint arrow of brown 
hairs pointing to her navel. Between her slightly spread legs he could see 
clearly through the tangle of pubic hair the fleshy pinkness of her cuntal 
slit glistening wetly in the reflected light in his cabin. She walked across 
to him, her tits rising and falling as she tasted the power she was exerting 
over a male by the lewd exhibition of her body, watching with secret 
satisfaction the changing expressions flickering across his eager face. The 
lust that she could arouse in a human male never failed to excite her. 

As she sat on the edge of the bed and leaned across his loins, the mattress 
groaned. She trailed the soft moistness of her lips down the rather flabby 
sweep of his over-middle-aged stomach and wondered when he was going to 
reach up and grab her and sweep her away...! He didn't. He only sucked in 
his breath and took his hand away from his thickly swollen prick, allowing 
his arms to fall limply to the white muslin sheets at his sides. His 
self-refusal tortured his nerves deliciously! 

Seeing that he was slow about his ministrations, Jenny abruptly sprang onto 
the bed, straddling the Captain on her hands and knees so that her knees 
ground into his shoulders and her hands were planted on either side of his 
hips. Her face was poised just above his upthrusting blood-engorged cock 
that now gleamed with moisture along the whole of its length. He could feel 
the hot air from her breath blowing closely against the distended tip. 

Staring straight up at the hairy furrow between the swelling mounds of her 
ass, he studied the tightly puckered ring of her gray asshole nestling in 
the deepest part of the cleft. Beneath that, a damp scythe of hairs outlined 
the trembling lips of her cunt and the swollen pink edges of her cuntal slit 
between them. He raised his head and looked past the mysterious light brown 
pubic triangle at the fleshy curve of her belly and the hanging mounds of 
her generous tits that swung enticingly just above his hips. Her mouth was 
only a teasing inch away from his rigidly aching cock. A thread of saliva 
swayed down to mingle with the moisture seeping from the slit in its bulbous 
head as she took one hand from the mattress and cradled his testicles, 
squeezing them softly as he groaned and gritted his teeth. 

"Jenny wants a drink," she babbled softly, moving the hand up onto his 
gleaming rod. "Jenny's soooo thirsty! Please give Jenny a drink...!" 

The Captain was panting with desire. He felt he was a prisoner bound to a 
mast while his gorgeous captor tortured him with her lascivious teasing that 
drove him wild. He wanted to reach out and ravish her beautiful body but 
there was nothing he could do against the heavy chains that kept him 
immobile against the unmoving mast! His chest heaved up and down between her 
thighs. He could feel the wet hairs over her cunt tickling the curly gray 
hair on his chest each time he drew air into his bursting lungs. He gasped 
and let his head fall back on the bed (against the tree!), able only to 
thrust his loins toward her involuntarily as the warm moistness of her open 
lips closed suddenly over the sensitively throbbing head of his granite-hard 
cock. 

Ahhhhh! he thought deliriously. How he would give anything to seize her hips 
and sink his wet tongue into the damp pink crack slitting her hovering 
pussy, but he could not loosen the chains enough! What a tempestuous fuck he 
would give her then! He lifted his head as best he could and stared down the 
length of his hair-covered body. She had pulled his foreskin back as far as 
it would go, tightening the flesh of his prick until it felt as though the 
head would burst, as her lips sucked at the inflated glans and her wet, red 
tongue flickered wickedly around the glistening shaft. 

Still keeping the skin pulled agonizingly back, she began bobbing her head 
up and down, at the same time increasing the twirling of her tongue around 
the moist stickiness of the blood-engorged head. The Captain had his mirror 
strategically placed, of course, so that he could look beyond her thigh to 
see a profile view of her contorted face with the thickness of his cock 
buried lewdly between her sucking lips. Excitement rose wildly within him as 
he watched his bloated shaft begin to fuck like a piston rhythmically in and 
out of her tightly ovaled mouth. The sight caused his loins to tense and 
jerk up into her face until it looked as though the reflected prick was 
sinking its entire length all the way down her throat. Almost all of it 
disappeared with each hard thrust he made until only a small section of it 
showed white and gleaming protruding from between her softly distended lips. 

Still with that nerve-tingling lick on the upstroke, her wet tongue was 
making the bulging cock-head throb and jerk as though a second heart beat 
wildly within it. He stared, hypnotized, at the mirror, watching the flesh 
of her lips pulled out grotesquely, clinging to the hardened shaft of his 
cock as she sucked hungrily, her mind and all her concentration excluding 
everything but the lewd task at hand ... Her great white tits jerked and 
swung below her pumping torso, adding still another dimension to the lewd 
and lust-provoking image in the glass. 

"Go on, you bloody female pirate!" he cried suddenly as he dropped his head 
heavily back on to his mattress and surrendered himself to the sensations 
boiling through his loins. "Drink! Drink!" he shouted. God, if he ever got 
free, he thought, dangerously, he'd give it to her like she'd never had it 
before! He'd ram his fucking prick so far into her cunt that it would reach 
her throat from the other end! He'd pump his hot white sperm so far up into 
her thirsty belly that her heart would burst! 

"Faster! Faster!" he hissed as Jenny slaved above him, her beautiful white 
body glistening with the tiny droplets of sweat forming over her alabaster 
skin. He could feel the pressure mounting in his testicles. He knew it 
wouldn't be long now. His cock felt like a balloon blown up to its tightest 
stretch and then inflated still further, ready to explode at any moment and 
spew its sticky contents to the four corners of the earth like a giant fish 
net. He hurled his aching loins hard against her face, ignoring her 
protesting mumble as he strove for the final release of this unbearable 
tension that was building, building, building ... and then suddenly he felt 
every nerve in his shackled body drained away to his loins, and he felt the 
white-hot current surge deep in his sperm-bloated balls and race steam-like 
the length of his fucking shaft. He gave a strangled cry and his lips 
writhed back to bare his teeth. As his hefty body arched upwards off the 
bed, his lust-driven cock began a wild, staccato jerking that flooded the 
woman's avidly sucking mouth with gust after gust of scalding sperm, 
bloating her cheeks outward with each cannonball spurt off the prow until 
she swallowed to keep from choking, mewling and crooning through gagged lips 
at his insanely fucking loins. 

"Don't stop! Suck, you bloody female pirate! Suck it away! Heave ho!" he 
gasped, fucking his frantic cock deeper and deeper into her velvet throat as 
his hands clenched and unclenched convulsively on the mattress. She 
continued sucking frantically as he went on shooting his creamy steaming cum 
far back into her mouth, and then, with a last final shattering groan, he 
emptied the last of his roiling sperm between her lips and subsided back 
onto the bed. 

For a moment, Jenny continued to nibble gently, drawing out the last drop 
from the spurting glans. Then, as the spent prick, began-to deflate slowly 
in her mouth, she withdrew her lips and, taking the limp member in her 
fingers, laid it gently back within his curly gray pubic hair. Now it was 
her turn, she thought, and kissing him softly over the navel, she sat on the 
edge of the bed waiting. 

The Captain had thrown his arms wide in exhaustion. Now he sat up, 
supporting himself on his elbows and stared at her. 

"Get dressed now," he ordered her the way he ordered the stewards around. 

Completely baffled by his strange sexual needs and techniques, she 
innocently complied, climbing off the bed and walking across the room to 
pick up her dress from the chair. She suspected that once she had her 
underwear on, that he would introduce the next step so when she got to the 
dress and he still had said nothing, she slowed her movements, throwing as 
much sensual suggestiveness into her movements as she knew how. Yet he was 
watching her with a very bland eye, it seemed to her. Finally, she realized 
with a sinking feeling that it was all over, that she had been used without 
any hope of satisfaction. 

"I ... uh ... I have my needs as well," she stuttered a little timorously. 

"You shared a Captain's dinner!" he told her bluntly. 

"Oh," she commented dumbly. Afterwards she thought how she should have told 
him that she had paid for that dinner in the price of her passage, but you 
never think of those things in time! 

Dressed once more in her ice blue gown, she combed her hair without more 
comment and grabbing her shawl, left the cabin without his ever rising from 
the prone position on his bed in which she had left him, fully dressed with 
his uniform open just enough to reveal the hairy hill of his flabby belly 
and the limp prick folded like a robin's egg in a gray nest of dry twigs. 

It was only about nine o'clock in the evening, and Jenny was extremely 
grateful for the fact that her friends, Phyllis and Leisa, would be out at 
least two more hours playing bingo. She would go crazy by herself, but she 
would rather be alone than let them know the humility she had just suffered. 
Her skin was alive with frustration and she yearned to strip off her clothes 
just as though she were burning with fever. She felt powerful urges to 
exhibit herself lewdly around the cabin, hoping and, of course, not really 
wanting someone to barge in on her ... anyone! Oh God, she couldn't stand 
the pressure! Maybe a hot bath would straighten her out, a bath hot as she 
could stand it! It might calm her edgy nerves and make the frustration 
boiling in her tits and loins go away! God, he hadn't even kissed her! He 
could have stuck his goddamned prick through his napkin ring and got as much 
out of that as he had from fucking her, she thought indignantly now. She was 
helplessly turned on, but she wouldn't admit to herself, not yet, that she 
was going to find something, some way to satisfy herself. 

She didn't dare even think of doing it in bed in case one of the girls 
returned, but the bathtub would be safe, and she remembered an especially 
nice way ... As she stepped into the luxuriantly hot bath water, the memory 
of something she had done once before, many years ago, sifted through her 
mind. She squirted in some rose scented bubble bath and made little waves 
with her hands, letting the foamy water slosh back and forth like miniature 
surf around her naked body. Each time she rubbed the washcloth over her 
firmly jutting tits, she felt more excited, the tingly hot itch in her cunt 
growing more and more impatient and insistent than it had been earlier after 
the Captain's mysterious and cruel rejection of her. 

Jenny reached over for the hand mirror and studied herself. She already knew 
that there was nothing about her to put a man off. The Captain was just some 
sort of queer duck, that was all. Her reflection showed an extremely 
sensuous face with heavy lidded eyes and full, sensual, and moist lips. Her 
tits peeked like strawberry topped sundaes, their pert nipples hardening 
just above the water. She knew her tits were perfectly formed, round and 
uplifting, and as she let her back slide into the bath water, she felt 
another tingle of excitement rush through her body as the water sloshed 
gently over them like a pair of hands! 

She touched her own hand to her right titty, feeling the erected nipple 
harden even more beneath her fingers. Now why wouldn't a man want to touch 
that? A ripple of pleasure churned through the lushly curving mound as her 
thoughts darted back again to the strange Captain. So she was a pirate! He 
was thinking of himself as being raped by a pirate, apparently! What a nut 
he was! 

She eyed her spray attachment, which she used to rinse her hair. She had 
used it once years ago and had never had to use it since. No man had ever 
passed her by the way the crazy Captain had! She had used the spray then on 
her sensitive clitoris so that the maximum amount of heated sensual pressure 
had been exerted on her cuntal area. She had been desperate at the time, 
almost as desperate as now, and desperation had been the mother of 
invention! 

Now as the alluring blonde remembered that time in the tub, she forgot the 
stupid Captain, her hands beginning to roam of their own accord over her 
generously curving white body. The idle memories, even though only of 
herself, made her even more excited that she had realized they could, and 
the temptation to caress herself up between her legs was becoming more 
important than any man until finally she doubted if she would leave the tub 
on the invitation of Clint Eastwood himself! 

With a sense of flirtatiousness with herself, she began massaging the 
straining whiteness of her tits, trapping the trembling strawberry nipples 
between her long fingers, kneading and pulling them until it felt as though 
she would rip them loose from the quivering mounds. God, she couldn't 
imagine what had taken hold on her. It hadn't been that exciting before! In 
fact, playing with herself had paled utterly as compared with playing with 
the opposite sex! 

Well, whatever it was, it certainly didn't matter, she thought. She would 
probably play with herself more often if it weren't for the fact that before 
this trip, she had always had all she wanted of male companionship. She was 
afraid of being caught playing with herself on the trip even though her 
frustration had been building. But she had kept thinking that some man would 
surely come along! If she were caught with her extended middle finger 
fucking up into her clasping cuntal depths by one of the girls, she would 
absolutely die! She knew her friends would burst out laughing or even worse, 
hide their smiles behind their hands in such a way as to be sure she knew 
she was the object of ridicule! Oh well, she had her privacy now. It was a 
wonder she hadn't thought of the tub before! 

Suddenly she wanted to watch her trembling body as it responded under her 
own soft knowing touch. She picked up the mirror again and balanced it on 
the faucets so she could see her hands touching gently at the softly curling 
brownish blonde pubic hair ... more brown when wet, she noted ... up between 
her firm young thighs. Slowly she spread her legs and watched as the silken 
brown hair covering her cuntal crack became apparent through the foamy 
water. Her aroused little pussy lips were pulsating now against her 
fingertips that drew the narrow pink slit open, exposing her cuntal flesh to 
the gently swirling water. 

She lifted her hips until her cuntal mound was above the water then. 
Groaning with anticipation, she seized the spray nozzle from the faucet-hole 
at the edge of the tub and flicked the spray to "on," then adjusted the 
volume of water until it was a soft pressurizing spray. Suddenly, though, 
the spray hold slipped from her fingers and squirted hotly against her 
tits.... 

"Damn it all!" she cried, fumbling for the hose nozzle that went snaking 
down into the bath water beside her squirming ass. When she had a hold on it 
again, she began to apply a jet of water to her throbbing, thirstily craving 
cunt, just below her clitoris. She thrust an extended middle finger up into 
her heatedly quivering pussy mouth with her free hand, feeling the slippery 
hole dilate to permit her freer entry. Slowly, with tantalizing gentleness, 
she probed around her tight little cuntal hole, sensing the elastic opening 
clasp hungrily at her upthrusting finger as it made little teasing, fucking 
jabs. God, it felt so good! 

She used the spray nozzle with her other hand, holding it inches away from 
her emblazoning erect little clitoris. The water eddied and swirled 
magically across her tingling nerve bud, a warm sensation there mingling 
with the sensual fires that burned up inside her cuntal hole. She wormed in 
another finger, widening her legs farther apart. Then with a slow 
self-surrendering groan, Jenny sank down into the water slowly, letting the 
hose slip from her fingers and lie like a ceaselessly ejaculating prick at 
the edge of the tub, streaming its warm spurting make-believe semen against 
her trembling tits. She stared into the mirror to see her nakedly aroused 
form reclining in the tub, one hand down in the frothy tub water 
finger-fucking herself rhythmically, in and out, in and out of her 
pulsating, hungrily yearning cunt, while the other began working at the 
stiffening nipple of her left titty. 

Her tits quivered with each passionate, squeeze of her fingers, her pose 
reflecting back in the mirror licentiously, sending renewed and even lewder 
flames through her insatiably sucking cunt. She thought what a fool the 
Captain had been for he would have no more of her now. Let him climb the 
walls or use some other poor innocent passenger for his queer antics. 

"Yuuuummmm," she moaned, squeezing harder at a spiked-out little strawberry 
nipple and then roaming her hand freely from one pure white ripe mound to 
the other. They were each sweeter than marshmallow covered ice cream! Her 
mind was going rampant as she gave in completely to herself. Reveling, she 
felt the spray attachment spewing water warmly against her firm full tits, 
sending electric tingles of excitement through her nerve-ends. She began 
finger-fucking herself with quicker, harder thrusts, rummaging her fingers 
up and down inside her heatedly clinging pussy. Suddenly she grabbed for the 
rubber spray hose, and holding it like a long slim cock in her hand, she 
guided it up and down her tautly squirming belly. She lifted up in the water 
on her straining ass, directing the nozzle at her abdomen, feeling delicious 
inhuman fingers massaging just above her pussy mound. 

"Ooooo-hhhh, God!" she groaned, not recalling that it had ever given her 
such wild feelings. Then a painful surge of lust-filled sensation swept 
through her loins. She pointed the spurting nozzle directly at her 
ultra-sensitive clitoris and saw her face crimson in the mirror. Her orgasm 
was finally coming! 

Her whole body began shuddering as tiny fiery fingers leapt up through her 
heatedly clasping cunt in the first delectable throes of orgasm. She managed 
to adjust the pressure on the spray nozzle with her free hand and swished 
its increased volume of water over her entire cuntal area. The lewd 
vibrating sensation became more intense. Her moistly quivering pussy grew 
warmer and wetter around her fucking two fingers, the hot white lust juices 
seething around her rummaging hand and mingling with the cooling bath water. 

"Oooooohhhhh! Aaaaaggghhhh!" she groaned into the groaning red-faced 
reflection in the little mirror. Jenny held the nozzle hose above her 
trembling young pussy for a while, enjoying its wetly soothing caresses and 
the last dying pleasure that banked through her erotically rippling belly. 
As the last throbs subsided, she slowly withdrew her fingers from her 
satiated cunt and dropped the hose down into the tub. 

"Jenny!" she heard Phyllis's voice coming from the cabin. 

They were both there. They were giggling. The startled blonde sat upright in 
the tub and grabbed for a plush white towel from the towel rack. "Just a 
minute," she called out. "I'm taking a bath!" She wrapped the towel quickly 
around her, stepped out of the tub on legs that were still weak and 
trembling, and crept close enough to the door to hear whatever they were 
saying to each other. Like a child with a guilty conscience listening to 
hear whether or not her parents knew what she had done, she put her ear to 
the door, but they weren't talking to each other. Leisa spoke to her through 
the door in her low, sexy voice. 

"We won an electric blanket at bingo!" She and Phyllis both giggled again. 
"The Captain wandered up and suggested we bring it in to you because you had 
returned to your cabin with a chill!" 

Jenny's jaw dropped and her eyes blazed angrily. Of all the nerve! "That's 
why I took a hot bath!" she shouted, forgetting that she was right on top of 
the door. "I'm fine now!" 

"Guess you didn't like him, huh?" That was Phyllis asking. 

"Right!" she said loudly from inside the bathroom. Jenny was toweling 
herself fiercely. Her alabaster skin was turning a blotchy, raw-looking 
pink. "I'd rather play bingo!" she shouted, deliberately suggesting with her 
tone that she had chosen not to play with the Captain of their cruise. 
"Ready to go back?" 

 CHAPTER TWO 

The hotel in Barbados was far more expensive than the three working girls 
could afford. It had taken them years to save in advance and would take 
years for their strained credit to recuperate. It had all seemed very much 
worth it before they started out, but Leisa Talbot was beginning to have her 
doubts. She had gotten nowhere on board ship. Leisa Talbot, known as the 
sexiest broad in the entire plant where she worked, the sexiest broad in any 
plant in which she had ever worked, had a score so far of exactly zero, and 
as far as she knew, so did her friends! The only one of the three that had 
been out of sight at all was Jenny. Jenny's experience had been so unsavory 
that she had refused it, according to her, and she was lady enough not to 
talk about it, either. 

About now, Leisa thought to herself, running a comb through her rich auburn 
hair while she admired the tan that, although it had a first multiplied and 
deepened those damn freckles, was finally beginning to overcome and even 
hide them somewhat. Leisa considered herself fortunate for a person with her 
coloring. Somehow she had escaped being an outright redhead with the fair 
skin and its problems that most redheads had to suffer with. Both of her 
sisters were carrot-tops, as she called them, and they had to stay out of 
the sun completely. But she, once she had passed through a slight burn stage 
that made her freckles darken into an embarrassing mess, finally began to 
tan beautifully. She had been careful to go through the burn stage before 
ever boarding ship for the vacation, wanting to eliminate anything that 
might interfere with the pleasure of her long-awaited vacation. Well, here 
was the long awaited vacation, but so far, she had not met the pleasure! 

She sighed deeply. They had taken single rooms because although it was more 
expensive that way, they had all tacitly assumed that it would be wise to be 
able to entertain privately, if necessary. However, it didn't look as though 
it was going to be necessary after all, Leisa thought wryly. Well, at least 
they had each other to go to the beach with, and outside of certain 
two-handed sports that took place on a bed, preferably, Leisa's favorite 
pastime was certainly the beach ... where she might find a partner for the 
bed games she preferred! 

Already now for another blazing day on the Caribbean, the curvaceous 
auburn-haired beauty went up to the door that joined Phyllis's room to her 
own and raised her hand to knock. Suddenly she stopped in her tracks, her 
first upraised in the beginning of a knock, her jaw dropping in surprise. 

"Come on over here, sweetykins. Phyllis wants you to lick her pussy!" 

Leisa was dumbfounded, letting the words run through her head again and 
again. Come over here, sweetykins! Who was sweetykins? As far as she knew, 
Leisa's friends had had no more luck than she herself! And knowing her own 
attributes, it was incredible to think that Phyllis might have found someone 
before herself! But she was sure that what Phyllis had said was: Phyllis 
wants you to lick her pussy! 

Perhaps she had heard incorrectly, or more likely, Phyllis was having a 
dream born of her frustrations. For frustrations they all had, even if they 
wouldn't admit it to each other. In fact, their pride being what it was, 
Leisa seriously doubted that Jenny had refused the Captain at all! It was 
probably the Captain who was too gentlemanly to take advantage of the 
flirtatious Jenny! Involuntarily, Leisa began wondering if Phyllis was 
dreaming or could she possibly have found ... a lover! Good God, Leisa 
thought to herself, there had to be a way to find out for sure! 

Suddenly Phyllis cried out again. "Ooooohhhh, yessss! That's it! Oh, damn, 
you're goooodddd," she called out. A knowing smile crossed Leisa's 
beautifully tanned face. What woman said those things to a real lover? 
Phyllis was finger-fucking herself and pretending it was a man! 
"Uuuuuggghhh," the voice came again, strangely husky and followed by soft 
moans of obvious excitement. Her voice was very pretty in that low register, 
thought Leisa. Usually she spoke in very child-like tones that some women 
considered feminine and attractive. 

Leisa paused, her hand on the doorknob, wondering if she should or should 
not peek. 

"Oooooohhh, do it again! It's beautiful! Don't stop! Don't stoooopppp!" 

Leisa listened carefully and more seriously. It certainly didn't sound like 
a dream! It certainly sounded as though there were someone in there! Perhaps 
one of the waiters ... Curiosity got the best of her, and Leisa turned the 
doorknob slowly, not sure that the door would open, especially if her friend 
had company. The doors between their rooms could be locked from either side. 
Jenny had a room across the hall from Leisa. The door swung silently open a 
crack. 

Phyllis had drawn her shades so that the daylight was dimmed as much as it 
could be with white shades trying to keep it out. But through a tiny crack 
it was rather difficult just the same to make out exactly what was going on 
in Phyllis's room. Slowly, Leisa was able to distinguish the 
honey-brown-haired girl's nakedly curving body outstretched on the plush rug 
at the foot of the bed, but she couldn't make out who was kneeling between 
her widespread legs. It hardly looked like a person, she thought, and then 
she realized with a sudden dryness in her mouth that it wasn't! Oh, God! 
Where did she find the huge, powerful-looking, jet-black German shepherd? 

Leisa heard Phyllis murmuring words, words broken and swallowed and spat out 
in lust, and she found herself listening, unable to stop out of a burning 
curiosity. Her heart was pounding wildly. 

She had never seen two people making love before, much less a young woman 
being licked by a dog! 

"Oh, yessss, darling! Lick it! Lick it! Eat my pussy! Chew my cunt! Oooohhh! 
It's soooo beautiful!" 

God, it didn't even sound like Phyllis Carter at all! It was almost as 
though Phyllis were mouthing silently while some sultry recording supplied 
the words! A tightening sensation caught at the pit of Leisa's sex-starved 
belly, and she blinked her brown eyes, trying to bring them into proper 
focus to assure herself that she was actually seeing correctly. 

Yes, the brown-haired beauty was lying on her back with her knees raised 
high in the air while the black dog crouched in between them. The obscenely 
aroused young woman had clutched the dog's massive head with both her 
fragile hands and was desperately grinding her nakedly exposed cunt up 
against the German shepherd's mouth. Momentarily, Leisa thought she saw the 
animal's long wet tongue lash out snake-like and disappear into the soft 
hair-lined slit of Phyllis's upthrusting cunt, then low mewling sounds began 
to emit from her friend's contorted mouth. The depraved scene was beyond 
belief, and the shapely auburn-haired woman took a step backwards as if she 
had been struck by a blow. 

She tried to clear her head, to think straight. They had all joked about 
various ways a woman could satisfy herself without having to rely on a man. 
They had done this as they laughed, albeit with secret bitterness, about 
their own manlessness on this trip. But this had never been mentioned by any 
of them. It had not occurred to Leisa! It had never been necessary in her 
bag of resources! 

"Harder, darling! Lick me harder!" Leisa heard her girl friend exclaim in an 
almost unrecognizable voice. "Yes! Oh, yeeeesss! like that! Like thaaaaat! 
Ooooohhhh!" 

Well, it was none of her business, Leisa reminded herself. Her good sense 
advised her to turn away and try to back out without their hearing her, but 
the salacious sights and sounds had temporarily hypnotized her. The big dog 
began whimpering tremulously as his tongue lashed along Phyllis's wetly 
glistening pussy slit, and instead of feeling absolute revulsion, Leisa 
experienced a strange light-fingered throbbing deep up between her own 
quaking thighs. Then the exciting sensations increased as the dog began 
wagging his long tail and bobbing his head furiously, making bestial, 
moistly licking noises over Phyllis's splayed-open cunt. 

"Aaaaaagggghhhh," the sensually aroused brownette groaned, raising 
responsive goosebumps that rippled across Leisa's tanned arms and up to her 
heaving tits, now beginning to rise and fall heavily, making her nipples 
distend against her lacy swimsuit. 

As her brown eyes adjusted to the dimly lighted bedroom behind the door, she 
could see the shepherd's lashing pink tongue more clearly now, licking 
fervidly at Phyllis's tight little cuntal hole. Leisa could see the 
beautiful girl's face contorting above her nakedly swaying tits, and her 
peeking friend gave a sympathetic shudder as Phyllis jerked her legs high 
until her kneecaps were touching her jiggling tits, exposing the whole 
moist-pink plane of her wetly glistening cunt to the dog. The huge German 
shepherd adjusted his position between Phyllis's widely parted thighs and 
gave a deep growl. He flicked his long slippery red tongue into the tight 
little puckered asshole beneath, and Leisa's eyes practically popped out of 
her head at the strange sight and at the other girl's wild response. 

"Ooooohhh, sweetykins, you are perrrrrfect!" A long low moan escaped from 
the honey-brown colored head, and the naked girl clenched her eyes tightly 
shut, her lips baring back over her teeth at the obvious lewd sensation it 
sent uncontrollably through her nakedly squirming body. She whined again, 
writhing her hips up furiously at the hot, flicking animal tongue licking so 
obscenely at her small asshole, urging the dog on with delicate caresses of 
her fingers over his bent head. 

Leisa hardly dared to breathe now, the exciting rasping escaping her own 
throat and lungs had become so loud. Her mouth was hot and dry and the 
churning sensation up between her thighs caused her to clamp them tightly 
together, making her aware of her own flowing wetness. Unconsciously, she 
reached down and sensually stroked her tingling pussy mound. Never before in 
her life had she felt so pruriently fascinated, so weak-kneed, so ... so 
excited! The strange sight of a dog licking a young woman's cunt held her so 
irresistibly spellbound! Her tits began to throb painfully in her escalating 
lewd desire. She found herself thinking about all the times men had tried to 
make love to her that way and then discovered herself wishing with all her 
heart that she had permitted them to lick her hungry cunt the way that black 
German shepherd was doing to Phyllis Carter! She knew that if any man were 
here right now ... any man at all could throw her down and ... and lick 
away! 

The dog arched his back, his head pointing down as though he had stopped at 
a sparkling stream to drink and began swiping his tongue around Phyllis's 
little pussy lips almost angrily now. Phyllis's green eyes, narrow as they 
usually were, bugged open wide, wider still, and her hands clenched 
frenziedly at the dog's thick-furred neck. Both woman and dog were bound 
together by an inexplicable lust that threatened to tear the watching Leisa 
Talbot's senses into tiny confused shreds. 

Then all of a sudden, Phyllis jerked up wildly on the elegant rug, her long 
hair spilling in a raw-honey-colored puddle on the white fibers as well as 
over her whitely-straining young tits. 

"I'm cumming! Cummmmiiiinnnngggg! Oh, God! I'm cuuuummmm-miiiiinnnnggg!" 
Phyllis half-screamed, finally crooning off into a weird little wail as she 
choked and sputtered and writhed out her lewd satisfaction. 

Leisa didn't dare stay longer and she backed out of the connecting doorway 
just as the big black German shepherd was moving away from his satiated 
human mistress. Leisa turned and stumbled blindly, closing the door quickly 
and quietly as she turned. She was totally stunned and so aroused, that she 
was almost breathless with a confused shock. Her frustrated mind was unable 
to keep itself off that marvelous beast! What was she thinking! How 
desperate could a woman get? And yet.... 

Without even thinking of what she was doing, Leisa went to her own doorway 
to the hall and opened it. With heaving chest, she sat on the striped satin 
chair just inside the door and waited. She hoped and prayed that Jenny would 
not make an appearance in the hallway to interrupt her plans or even just to 
find her in this horribly aroused condition. It would be most embarrassing. 
She had played it all cool, with success so far, very carefully hiding her 
disappointment with the sexless and frustrating vacation they were having. 
Her heart went out to her friend, Phyllis, who had had to stoop so low as to 
be satisfied with a dog! And now, she herself had been put into such a 
wildly excited condition, that the forbidden idea of copulating with a beast 
was enticing her. Maybe he could make her cum, too. Maybe he could put out 
this heat that was raging like a forest fire through her love-starved cunt. 
God, she hoped that Phyllis didn't have some other way to let him in and 
out.... 

But just then she heard the door to her right open. 

"Bye, bye, sweetykins," Phyllis was cooing in her old feminine and so 
childish tone of voice. 

Close the damn door, Leisa said to herself through gritted teeth. Close your 
door, Phyllis, she prayed. Becoming daring, she peeked out into the hall. 
The dog had started away! But the door closed just as she looked out. 
Quickly Leisa pursed her lips and called with the little kissing sound that 
all animals seemed to respond to. Sure enough, he turned his head and looked 
back. 

"Come on, pup," she whispered. "Here, doggie, doggie!" The dog only stood 
and stared at her. What could she do? Glancing quickly around, she lifted 
her beach coat and slipping her thumbs under the top of her bikini bottoms, 
she swiftly pushed them down over the auburn hairs of her pussy mound. The 
dog immediately understood and came running. Keisa pulled up her bikini with 
a sigh of relief, stood aside while the dog entered her room panting, and 
then followed him in, bolting the door behind her and then proceeding to 
bolt her connecting door. 

The sleek black German shepherd had taken an expectant position at the foot 
of her bed, where he was stretching out his long sinewy body in a 
comfortable stretch for the moment while watching her every movement with 
unmistakable interest. Leisa so wished that dogs could talk! If this one 
could tell her anything, she would use her body as a bribe to find out just 
how many times her friend, Phyllis, had used his services! 

Finally, as she approached the bed, the dog sat bolt upright and then rose 
to his feet, whimpering. The sensually inflamed woman couldn't help 
wondering if he animalistically sensed the erotic heat up between her 
trembling thighs? She shivered lustfully as she moved in front of him. God, 
he was powerful. If a big dog like this took it into his head to rape a 
woman, there wouldn't be a thing she could do about it! A chill ran down 
Leisa's spine to mingle excitedly with the conflicting heat of her loins! 
She paused, beside the bed, obscene ideas that she had never even thought 
about before whirling through her sensually aggravated brain! 

"Come here, darling," she pleaded, a note of desperation quivering in her 
voice. She began cooing, "Come on, darling." Yet she didn't want him quite 
right away. "No, sit!" she ordered, and the animal seemed to understand the 
command. He sat obediently. 

Yes, she wanted to undress first. Just thinking of undressing lewdly before 
the dumb beast caused frantic jolts of raging excitement to charge through 
her. She watched eagerly as the dog leaned closer, even while sitting as he 
had been told. His obvious anticipation caused a trembling weakness in her 
knees. Then unimaginable sensations of frenetic lust stabbed within her 
waiting pussy as she pulled up and off her beach coat, then the top of her 
little bikini, letting her firm tits wiggle lasciviously in front of him. 
Now, with her legs slightly parted, the fingers of one hand pulled to one 
side the thin narrow crotchband of her bikini bottoms. She was exposing her 
auburn-haired, moistly scented cunt to him! 

"Are you going to lick it for Leisa?" she asked in a whisper. At the thought 
of his licking her up there between her shivering thighs, her knees turned 
jelly-like and she was sure she was going to faint with the crazy 
excitement. God, it had been so long since anyone had touched her at all 
that she no longer had any control at all. She could take on a dinosaur by 
now, she decided! 

Ooooohhhh, this was beyond anything she had ever imagined before. She 
trembled thrillingly, pulling the tight little bikini bottom down slowly 
over her tingling ass. The sheer crotch strip was lust-soaked! It was odd, 
but she could never recall having felt so deliciously naughty stripping like 
this before any man, exposing her fire-filled cunt to any lust-intoxicated 
male human! Here he comes, she thought with beating heart. 

The black dog moved forward slowly, his head level with her thighs. As he 
approached, Leisa reached out and tousled his thick cropped hair, fondling 
his head softly. God, he was big! His onyx eyes glimmered in the light 
slanting through the bedroom curtains. She had not bothered pulling her 
shades since the balcony beyond the windows was a private one belonging to 
the room and inaccessible from the grounds. Suddenly the dog looked up at 
her, his eyes glaring with fierce animality. Then, lowering his head and 
perking up his big ears, he bent closer until his cool wet nose touched the 
delicate strands of her auburn pubic hair. 

"Oh, God, darling yes! Like that, darling. Exactly like that!" she gasped as 
the mighty animal's wet tongue began licking her with fervency over her 
quivering pussy lips up between her sensuously spread thighs. Suddenly, she 
shook all over as she more fully realized that she was actually going to cum 
like this, having a mere dog lick her passion-slick pussy just as though she 
were a bitch in heat, while she held her long slender legs around his 
stately neck. Oh, wow! But it was wonderful! It was way beyond anything she 
had ever thought she could do! But it was certainly exciting and she 
understood now what had driven her friend, Phyllis Carter, to let the dog do 
the same thing to her a few moments earlier. It wasn't only her own 
frustration. It was the forbiddenness of the relationship ... the depravity 
of it ... that was so terribly exciting! 

"Oh, lover!" she groaned throatily. "Oh, you sweet darling! Come and lick my 
cunt! Lick it good! I think I'll cum any second! Ooooohhhh," she crooned as 
the dog licked. "Keep it up, darling! Lick it! Yesssss! Lick Leisa's poor, 
hungry cunt!" 

Again and again she felt the curling, fiery tongue, and she lifted her head 
to watch him licking upward over her upraised pussy mound. Higher and higher 
he came until at last ... God help me! she thought ... he was licking her 
sensitively throbbing clitoral bud! The black animal was so huge that she 
had to spread her legs wider to accommodate his broad form. "Oooooohhhh," 
she heard her own urgent whine mingle with the bestial pants of excitement 
from the dog. Leisa could feel his hot breath taunting her sparse pubic 
curls down there, could hear him whimper as his magical tongue touched her 
lustfully erect little clitoris! 

That same irresistible tongue splurted wetly down between her widely spread 
asscheeks to lick up over her snug asshole, the tip suddenly curling in to 
tease her with its wet warmth. Then it coursed back up to her searingly 
impassioned cunt, and she shivered as he drew its burning wetness upward 
over the full length of her pussy. He licked again and again, this time 
cleaning through her softly yielding flesh like a hot knife through butter. 

The blissfully caressing tongue didn't stop but splayed wide her swelling 
pussy lips in rapid strokes, swiping up and down her quaking cuntal flesh 
with increasing speed, bringing a lewd pleasure so ecstatic that she wanted 
to scream. At last, he lunged in an exciting, invading thrust far up into 
the responding heat of her deliriously craving cuntal mouth. She moaned, 
spasming in rapture beneath his tongue-fucking, her eyes lustfully feeding 
on the spectacle she and the dog were making. 

"That's it, darling, lick my sweet little pussy, baby! Lick it goooood!" she 
cried as again and again the German shepherd's scorching wet tongue eagerly 
grazed over her quivering loins, from the snug tightly puckered hole of her 
ass in back to her shamelessly aroused pussy in front. At its peak, it 
hesitated, penetrating the liquid flesh to flick skillfully at the 
palpitating clitoral erection, fanning the growing flames inside her like a 
bellows. The indecent spell worked on her by the big dog had brought her to 
the point of squirming surrender, and the young auburn-haired vacationer 
moaned gutturally as each lust-teasing lick sent her body into further 
erotic spasms. 

Recalling how Phyllis had brought her knees up to her tits earlier, now 
Leisa obscenely split her quivering legs to give the dog greater access to 
her widely spread cunt. Suddenly she was there. After all this time, it 
didn't take long at all. She heard her whines blending with his while he 
continued devotedly lashing his tongue wetly across the fluid pink 
pussy-flesh up between her thighs and asscheeks. 

"Aaaaaahhhh! I'm cuuuuummmmiiiinnnnggg!" she moaned, writhing above the 
delectable presence of the canine tongue as though she were having a fit. 

The experienced dog kept up the delicious tonguing over her wildly 
convulsing cunt for a few moments more and then whined, wagging his tail, 
apparently happy that he had made her happy! 

Deliciously she collapsed across the bed, thinking ecstatically in her 
wonderful relief and satiation, how magnificent a dog he was. "You're 
wonderful," she murmured. "Woman's best friend!" 

Lazily, when the last pulsings of her orgasm had diminished to nothing, 
Leisa pushed herself up from the bed and stood in front of the full-length 
bedroom mirror, naked, admiring her curvaceous body that had just been 
licked to orgasm by a dog! Her tan was getting darker and darker in contrast 
to the thin white bands of flesh that were always covered by her little 
bikini. Well, she sighed, she ought to put the dog outside so he could go to 
wherever he belonged. Just then she heard a noise from behind her, and the 
big dog's profile appeared behind her reflection in the mirror. 

"I'll let you out, boy," she said. "Come on." 

But instead of following her to the door, the big beast sat down where she 
had been standing in front of the mirror, his eyes darting up lustfully at 
her nakedly displayed body. She saw in the mirror how his eyes were darkly 
glistening coals flaming from a massive fur-glistening head. Her own skin, 
colored like dabs of whipped cream floating in creamed coffee, contrasted 
with the gleaming black of his thick fur. The startling beauty of the two of 
them took her by surprise. Then he was swinging up onto his feet and coming 
to her, his tail wagging expectantly. 

"Oh, no, darling, please," she said, glancing down at him suspiciously. 

Then suddenly, the strange thought crept into Leisa's mind that perhaps he 
expected to satisfy himself! On her! But how did he expect to do that? Yet 
he was cocking his head and whining for something. He was pressing his soft 
furry body up to her side just the way her cat pressed against her legs when 
hungry. Strangely, Leisa felt her legs grow suddenly weak and the constant 
lewd hunger that she had been suffering for weeks and had thought satiated a 
minute ago ... returning! The dog touched his cold nose against her naked 
inner thighs, sending an unwanted thrill through her, and she involuntarily 
moved backwards toward the bed. 

No, surely she couldn't cum again! He didn't want to make her cum again so 
soon! She tried to turn again toward the door to the hall to let him out, 
and the big animal actually growled at her! 

Oh God! She was stunned. She sat down on the edge of the bed, her slender 
legs parting automatically, and her jutting young tits heaving gently as she 
took a deep breath. A minute or so ago, it seemed, the dog had just finished 
licking her heatedly aroused pussy. Surely he had had enough! He hadn't 
plagued Phyllis to keep doing it! Why did he expect so much of Leisa? The 
big dog stood squarely in front of her, his head slightly lowered so that it 
was level with her auburn-curled pussy mound. 

"No! Go away! Go away!" she said as sternly as she could manage to speak 
while fear shivered through her body. Noticing that she had parted them, she 
abruptly closed her legs, leaning back with her hands supporting her on the 
mattress. This was too much, she thought. Now the dog wanted to lick her 
frustratedly denied cunt again as he had before, but she wasn't going to let 
him this time! She had better not let him ever again! She could see that 
now! From now on, if it were necessary, she would have absolutely nothing to 
do with sex, from either man or beast! she decided irrationally because of 
her fear. 

But the big German shepherd was not going to be put off. He was making his 
intentions more than clear, and an evil shudder went rippling through her 
loins. She had never been much of a prude. In fact, she had always been 
rather easy to reach ... by human males. But after all, this was a dog! And 
not with the edge gone from her terrible frustration, she did not feel the 
terrible urgency to stoop so low! She stared at him. He was standing 
patiently on the rug before her closed legs. 

God, he was certainly a handsome dog. If he stood on his two hind legs, he 
would be as tall as she was! There was no way to describe the beast but 
massive. Her glance trailed away from the devilish glimmer in his dark eyes 
slowly down his muscular, black-furred back to his powerful flanks. His 
belly was drawn up tight and there the fur lightened to a gray. Leisa's 
brown eyes widened unexpectedly at the inciting spectacle of the German 
shepherd's hair-covered sheath. It was long and thick. She had never paid 
much attention to it on a dog before, but now that she studied it, she 
marveled at how long and thick it was, the tapered end inside barely visible 
beneath its fleshy, hairy concealment. God! What was she thinking of? 

She sprang from the bed on which she had just sat and moved out of her 
bedroom into the connecting "bath, but the dog still followed her. He swung 
easily and gracefully through the door, just as she faced the sink, 
dampening a face cloth to cool her feverish face. Maybe if he saw that she 
was no longer interested, he would go away! She reached for her robe and put 
it on. The dog only whined. 

"Come on, boy," she said. "It's time to go home, where you belong!" She went 
for the door. As she walked, he was beside her, quickening his pace, 
reaching the door before her and taking up a guarding position in front of 
it, sitting and facing her. Incredulous, she turned away and suddenly his 
nose was under her robe. She could feel his hot animal breath grazing the 
backs of her thighs. Abruptly another licentious impulse raged through her 
keyed up body, this time an unbridled urge which fascinated the cock-starved 
young vacationer in its forbidden lewdness. Oh, God! What was happening to 
her? 

The big black German shepherd was absolutely beautiful. He was huge, 
frightening, but gorgeous! And never in her life had anything looked more 
tempting to her! Could he ... did he ... was he able to get an erection ... 
like a human male ... for a human female? He had come out from under her 
robe when she pulled it away and now circled near the window where, when the 
curtain blew open, flashes of sunlight grazed his back and his dazzlingly 
thick black coat glowed with electric blue sparks. She grew weak and rested 
tremblingly against the back of a chair, her brown eyes again falling across 
his belly to his still hidden prick! 

Oh God! she thought. She bent down a little, staring at it. It seemed like a 
crazy idea, but was it possible that he could make love to a woman with it? 
For a long excitement-heavy moment, Leisa stared at the big dog's 
sheath-covered prick dangling beneath his powerful animal loins. At first 
her mouth and throat went dry, and then she began salivating erotically at 
the very sight of it. Once again the mind-bending question flared in her 
mind ... Was it possible that this dog could actually fuck her with his 
cock? 

She moved from the chair to the bed to the bureau as though moving around 
could dispel the strange obscene urge billowing like magic flames through 
her taut young belly. The dog stalked after her, and the only time he didn't 
follow was when she neared the door into the hall. Then he sprang in front 
of her to bar her way out the door. God, he seemed to know that the door was 
escape for his poor victim. She laughed at herself. God, she was imprisoned 
by a dog! Perhaps she was going to be raped ...! 

Then it was no longer funny. She could feel her seething loins begin a wet, 
hungry quivering as she gazed confusedly at him. And then, strangely, 
escaping from him no longer mattered. After all, if she were going to be 
kidnapped, she thought, it was undoubtedly safer to be kidnapped by a dog 
than by a man! And besides ... the very sordidness of the situation was 
driving her thoughts rapidly on. Would he? Could he? God! How dumb she felt! 
She didn't even know whether it was possible for a girl and a dog to have 
sex like a man and a woman did, at least in a normal fashion! 

The dog stood curiously in front of where she had dropped now, her robe 
flying open, half-naked on the edge of the bed. Leisa's rapidly lubricating 
cuntal lips flamed beneath the auburn curls of her pubic hair that was 
beginning to mat with her flowing arousal, the entire forbidden scene and 
thoughts wildly bellowing the flames leaping inside her cock-hungry pussy. 
Her nakedly thrusting tits, where the robe had flown open and off one 
shoulder, throbbed painfully in her dizzy excitement as she reached out to 
stroke his furry head. 

Suddenly an idea came to her. "Come here, darling," she called gently. "Come 
closer to Leisa. Leisa wants to make you feel real good! That's right, 
closer yet!" She pleaded in a soft voice raspy with desire. "Come on. Do it, 
darling. Come closer so Leisa can make you happy. I'll put my hand 
underneath your belly right where you'll like it! Move up here where Leisa 
can touch you!" 

The aroused young vacationer's heart jumped with a never-before-experienced 
sexual thrill as the dog slowly turned and eased forward, standing in front 
of the gaping woman as innocent-looking as a virgin even though he knew well 
that he had won her! Still, he offered his back to be scratched as though he 
didn't understand! 

"You silly dog," she giggled. "You beautiful silly animal!" But then she 
gulped at what had to be her own madness. Well, if she was going to have 
what she needed, there was no stopping now. She began brushing her hand 
lovingly over his strong back, all the while whispering to him in reassuring 
tones, her brown eyes locked on the solid length of his scarlet thick cock 
just barely visible beneath its black protective sleeve. 

The animal glanced up with what had to be amusement in his eyes as the 
half-naked woman stroked his back. A satisfied expression flickered through 
his big soulful eyes as she continued making low crooning sounds at him. 
This broad was sure sexy. He liked the color of her doggy-brown eyes. That 
appealed to him more than the strange colored eyes some humans had, like the 
broad he just left! 

Finally Leisa inched her ass up until she was balanced just on the edge of 
the bed. She perched there, stretching out her hand and caressing down 
toward his belly as she continued to whisper, "Just hold still, lover and 
you'll understand in a minute. You won't be disappointed either ... I don't 
think!" 

Would she do it? Could she do it? Yes! The thought alone was just about 
driving her crazy with salacious desire! Quickly she lowered her hand toward 
his hidden cock. 

"Grrrrr," the dog growled softly as he felt her delicate fingers clasping 
over his prick, the gentle touch causing him to tremble violently. The growl 
almost made Leisa take her hand away, but the sensitive animal reached out 
almost immediately and lapped her arm in a wet, affectionate kiss. 

"God!" Leisa gasped aloud, clasping hold of his sheltered dog-cock and 
beginning to manipulate the outer flesh back and forth with her fingertips, 
feeling its passion-stirring hardness within! It had to come out to her! It 
had to! She wanted it so much! She actually wanted the feel of his long 
thick animal-prick slithering in a wet fuck into her yearning, starving 
cunt! The unreal wildness of the whole idea was driving her crazy! 

While she clasped her fingertips over the dog's rapidly responding cock, she 
pressed her naked young thighs together. Ooohhh, the beautiful darling, she 
thought, clinging to his prick and beginning to stroke it avidly. Gently, 
Leisa worked the heavy protective skin back and forth, the big beast's head 
turning toward her opened white thighs, his hotly searing tongue starting to 
lick searchingly upward toward her steaming cunt. 

And then, suddenly, Leisa thought her eyes were going to bug right out of 
her head as she watched the German shepherd's thick, scarlet cock emerging 
from its long, hair-covered sheath. It was wet and hard, the pinkly tapered 
end slipping and dancing salaciously as it continued to emerge like an 
eastern snake out of its basket! 

Leisa strained forward anxiously, gaping at it. Pure, wanton joy streamed 
through her explosively excited body! She felt her nipples harden into hot, 
passionately throbbing magnets that sought to draw her closer and closer to 
the beast just as though his hairy body were the hairy chest of a human 
male! She even tried to look away from the strange sight of the dog's 
emerging cock, but she couldn't! She had never in her life seen a dog's 
organ in erection, and it was far longer and thicker than she had ever 
dreamed possible. It was almost as huge as a few of the men she had known, 
but different in shape with its lewdly beveled tip. And the cone-shaped 
animal-cock was obviously swelling, thickening with lust, growing ever 
larger and larger under her fond stroking. It was working! 

"Oh, you beautiful, darling dog," she heard her own voice gasp throatily. 
"You have a lovely cock, such a nice, long, lusty cock!" 

Then all of a sudden, the dog's licking tongue began to work downward over 
the softly giving flesh of her belly, dipping into her navel and downward, 
until finally he was sniffing up between her legs where he could smell the 
impatient heat of her lust-moistened pussy! Oh, man, did he want to fuck 
her! And by now, he knew he had conquered her! She wanted him, too! 

"Oh, darling," the woman gasped, unable to take her eyes from his now lewdly 
glinting eyes, brown as her own. "I love you, too, you gorgeous beast!" When 
the dog continued to look at her with burning eyes, Leisa's glance fell on 
the still-lengthening, thick rod of his glistening animal-cock. But how 
could they manage it? As little as she knew, she knew enough about dogs to 
know he would want to crawl up on her from behind, but how could she allow 
herself to be taken like an animal! That seemed to her like going just a bit 
too far.... 

Yet the beautiful auburn-haired girl thought she would faint from the 
delirious sensations racing violently through her as she stood up from the 
bed, slowly peeling her robe off her shoulders, letting it drop in a pile on 
the floor at her feet. The black beast glanced up at her as her sparse 
auburn-haired pussy fleece and firmly rounded white ass came into view. 
Kicking the robe almost under the bed, she took a pillow from the top of the 
bed. Brazenly she lay down naked on the bed, settling her hips and untanned 
ass on the pillow stacked beneath her so that her nakedly exposed white 
moons of ass-flesh were raised high in the air. She was resting on the back 
of her head and shoulders. 

The curvaceous vacationer's brain was spinning with the utter depravity of 
her action, as well as her obscene intention to actually let the strange 
animal fuck her! There was no point in even trying to think rationally about 
it. She needed cock ... any cock, at this point! And so she cast all her 
reserve and common sense aside before her screaming physical desire for this 
hot lewdly appealing animal prick! 

Raising her shapely legs, she drew them all the way back once again until 
her knees touched her excitedly swollen tits. Her lasciviously upraised cunt 
was ready to overflow with molten fire like a brimful volcano as she raised 
her dark head to look down between her throbbing tits and anxiously spread 
legs to see the animal panting beside the bed. His long scarlet cock emerged 
from its hair-covered sheath was too much for her to deny herself! 

"It's all right, darling! Come on up between my legs," she purred. "Come on 
up and eat Leisa's pussy! Up here!" she gasped, spreading her legs wider and 
reaching down between her thighs to stroke her inflamed pussy in a luridly 
goading gesture. "Come on, lover, up here! Fuck me, please! Make me cum 
before I go crazy!" 

The word "fuck" was the correct signal. The big dog jumped onto the 
mattress, easily settling himself between her widely spread legs. The 
excited tip of his canine hardness brushed against her heated cuntal hole, 
raising tiny whimpers from both of them. 

"Uuuuggghhh! Uuuuhhhh," the beautiful girl murmured. The shamelessly aroused 
Leisa Talbot felt the muscles weight of the big dog press heatedly against 
her own tightening stomach. She looked up at him with feverish eyes. Then 
she was reaching down beneath him until her gentle fingers lovingly grasped 
his huge pulsing, lust-swollen dog-cock. She shuddered at the heated animal 
feel of him and the awareness that it was a sensation unknown to most women, 
something only the most wanton women could have experienced. He was going to 
fuck her with that beautiful eagerly bloated cock! 

"Oh, God, darling! Do it! Fuck me right now! I can't wait any longer!" 

The beast's long slender, blood-engorged cock throbbed hotly between Leisa's 
tenderly gripping fingers in response, and it enlarged still further as she 
pressed its beveled head against the warm throbbing entrance to her steaming 
cunt. She lifted her trembling asscheeks higher until her belly was against 
his and her moistly nibbling cuntal lips pressed against his animal 
hardness! 

The very second that her moistly clutching young pussy nibbled at his 
lust-engorged cock, the dog did nothing less than what his instincts, long 
honed by experience that Leisa had no way of knowing about demanded of him. 
The powerful animal sank his long heated thickness into the voluptuous 
woman's feverishly upraised cuntal hold. He squatted on his hind legs to do 
it well, to fuck it deep up inside her crazily tormented belly. His 
sperm-bloated balls brushed, then slapped hard up into the widely split 
crack between her asscheeks as he immediately established a rapid-fire pace 
of fucking. 

"Uuuuggghhh!" Leisa gasped out at the first penetration of the big black 
animal's massively swollen cock. Her beautiful head felt as though it were 
going to spin right off. She could swear there were firecrackers going off 
somewhere, and the whole room seemed to be alight with sparkles of 
glimmering color. She would liked to have linger on those seconds when he 
made the first delicious entry, the first fucking strokes into her excitedly 
dilating cunt, but she was to discover that with a dog, there was no time 
for such human reflections. His long searing cock fucked deep up inside the 
farthest recesses of her grasping, clutching, love-starved cunt, and she 
gasped and cringed beneath him, her nerves ready to explode with white-hot 
lust! 

How she lifted her pretty head and strained to watch as his incredible 
scarlet prick slithered in and out of her voraciously clasping pink cunt 
with moist lengthening strokes, fucking all the way to the hilt in her 
widely stretched auburn-fringed cunt hole. God, it was so unbelievably huge! 
She gaped at the glistening cone-shaped rod fucking like a piston in and out 
between her hair-lined pussy lips, and she kicked her legs out to wrap them 
tightly around his frighteningly muscular back, using her calves to raise 
her pelvis up even closer to his furry belly. Oh, God! It was so goooood! 
Why had no man in the world ever given her a thorough fucking like this? She 
certainly couldn't recall that one ever had! 

Furiously, the great massive hairy animal belly and loins battered down 
against her upturned asscheeks, the dog's thick, joy-producing cock sinking 
its full hardened length in to her hungrily nibbling cuntal hole. She 
groaned and widened her legs. The frustrated young woman rotated her hips up 
at him, spiraling her eagerly sucking cuntal walls around his skewering pole 
while a low uncontrolled moan rasped from her lips. 

"Oooohhh, darling lover! Do it! Fuck me! Oh, for God's sake, you black 
devil, fuuuucccckkkk meeeee!" Leisa gasped, pulling the massive black head 
down so he could cover her tingling strawberry topped tits with moist warm 
wet kisses. Her legs were wound vigorously up over his back as were her arms 
around his neck. He whined in a low crying voice while she impaled her wetly 
clasping cunt up onto his pulsating prick. With machine gun-like strokes, he 
fucked into her greedy little cunt. Her stretched, cock-filled cuntal walls 
clung like quicksand to his pounding swollen prick, urging him toward her 
release that was mere seconds away. Leisa started to cry out, but her voice 
died in strangling sobs and sighs. 

Then finally she shrieked in a mindless rapture as the first inexorable 
spasms struck her. She ground her insanely convulsing cunt up hard onto his 
rigidly fucking dog-cock in a desperate lunge. The dog responded with a 
harsh, forward stab, his painfully inflated prick jerking deep up inside her 
thirsty belly. She felt his back tense. He writhed for an incredibly 
delicious moment and then rutted deep, his flat hairy belly wriggling 
against her nakedly squirming abdomen! Then he came! 

His animal cum, a scalding white, spurted up like an exploding volcano deep 
into her tight constricting belly in long, creamy liquid gushes, flooding 
her womb almost to the bursting point. It was absolutely impossible and yet 
... it had happened! It was still happening! A dog was cumming in her! It 
was almost too good to be true! 

"Gooooodddd!! Fuck meeee! Oooohhhh! Fuck! Fuuuuccckkk!" Her sobs blended 
with the dog's guttural yips as his cock explosively erupted again and again 
into her wantonly writhing belly. 

Flailing her head from side to side in disbelief that she had actually gone 
through with this thing, Leisa suddenly felt the strange combination of 
their bestial-human cum warmly trickling out from her grasping pussy lips. 
It rivuleted down her trembling inner thighs as she milked the last 
sperm-droplets from her animal-lover's deflating cock. Then he growled and 
jumped to the floor beside the bed. 

"Uuuuuummmm," Leisa moaned and fell onto her side, her lust-depleted body 
finally rid of a gnawing hunger that had been with her ever since they 
started this dumb vacation. The big dog's heated cum oozed from her 
sperm-filled cunt. Thin trails of the pearl-like sperm ran down her thighs, 
but for the moment she just didn't care. She was half asleep and unaware 
that the huge dog stood beside the bed, looking at her nakedly sprawled out 
body and wagging his tail with obscene appreciation. She didn't notice him 
at all until with a final act of animal instinct, the big black dog dropped 
his head to her widely splayed pussy and licked at the. white liquid 
spilling from her still-quivering cunt. He tried to gulp at it hungrily but 
she jumped up, aghast, and successfully, this time, urged him out the door! 

 CHAPTER THREE 

Meanwhile, Phyllis Carter was trying to get some sleep because she was just 
as sure as she could be that tomorrow morning she was going to be utterly 
exhausted after staying up all night with that exciting night manager. Last 
night she had brought the first step in her conquest of him to a successful 
conclusion. She wouldn't try the same maneuver tonight. She wouldn't get 
away with it, of course. But tonight she would just sit with him. That was 
all that was going to be necessary to lure him into her room after he 
finished his shift, sometime in the early hours of the morning. He already 
knew what she could do. This time she wanted to see what he could do and 
dispense with the dog! 

She sighed melodically, aware of her own enticing beauty as framed by a 
pillow, her pretty face nestled in a pool of honey brown hair, her green 
eyes with their almost Oriental slant. That's the way a man should see her. 
Last night, as she made love to the handsome black man with the terribly 
English name of Jeffrey, he couldn't even see her! 

She had seen him at the desk before but was always in the company of her two 
friends. It was only last evening that they had wised up and decided that 
walking around in threes might well be the cause of their problem, which was 
the inability to attract any male companionship. It suddenly seemed 
sensible, especially after several of those delicious coquis with all the 
rum, to split up. Before that, Phyllis had been rather afraid of walking 
around alone, and despite what the others claimed, she was sure they had 
their fears also. But those wonderful coquis would make anyone brave, 
especially if being brave might mean finding someone to pay for them! 

As soon as the three girls went their separate ways, Phyllis had headed for 
the registration desk where that flirtatious night manager seemed to have 
little to do every night. Phyllis had supposed that if he were a manager, he 
was not tied to the desk the way a clerk would be. However, when he could 
see that she was responding positively to his flattery, he explained that he 
was very much tied to his desk, as unfortunate as that was. 

"Would you like some company?" she asked archly. 

"Weeeellll, that would be very nice," he assured her, and before he could 
stop her, she had found her way behind the desk and perched herself up on 
his stool so that he had to go and get a chair to sit on, which so lowered 
him, that only the top of his head could be seen over the high counter. The 
books he worked on were now chest-high on the desk that protruded out from 
the counter. It was rather uncomfortable, but since he didn't have that much 
to do, he said nothing. Besides, she was a gorgeous girl with one of those 
Jacky Kennedy little girl voices that he associated with wealth. He didn't 
dare antagonize her. Possibly she had other friends planning to vacation on 
Barbados. 

It soon became apparent to the young and handsome native that the beautiful 
honey-haired American girl was fishing for a man. She was certainly a 
tempting morsel. Now if she had come last year instead of this, he would not 
have been a newly married man, but her timing was terrible. Even next year, 
or at least by the year after, he would be ready to cheat a little. But one 
didn't cheat so soon! Still, he enjoyed those firm-looking rounded asscheeks 
waggling in a ball bearing motion under her short green cocktail dress. And 
those legs, crossed high up on the stool there, they were sure worth looking 
at, too. He was quite happy working down on the low chair and being able to 
glance up once in a while at all that poised and exciting flesh. 

"What do they ever make those delicious coquis with?" she was asking him. He 
sat back importantly. The drinks he knew. He had been a bartender for a 
couple of years before moving into his present position. 

"Well, let's see. Here we use coconut cream, two kinds of excellent rum, one 
dark, canned milk, fresh egg yolks, vanilla, Cointreau, and nutmeg." 

"Do you actually know how?" she was asking him now, her slanted eyes so wide 
they glowed like emeralds. 

"Well, uh, yes. I think I remember. I'd have to make it, though. I couldn't 
explain it. Once I could have but no more," he smiled. 

Finally, after drawing out of him what information she could about mixing 
the exotic drink, she was quiet to let him finish up his work, which he 
promised to do very quickly if he could do it uninterrupted. It gave her an 
opportunity to wonder about whether or not he was married although she 
didn't suppose that should matter. She wouldn't be here long enough for it 
to matter. Besides, he was black. It was really odd, she thought to herself. 
Back home, she wouldn't dream of crossing the color line, but here it didn't 
seem to matter to her at all. Perhaps it was because she thought of him as 
belonging here and herself as the outsider. At home, she belonged and 
thought of the blacks as outsiders, and all the reasoning that some of her 
friends used against that idea couldn't seem to wipe away that feeling on 
which she was raised. 

Jeffrey, now, was a very handsome man, no matter what color he was, she 
thought to herself. His muscular arms looked terribly strong for desk work. 
It was seeing him on the beach in his bathing trunks that had inspired her 
with the possibility that just maybe she could interest him. And speaking of 
interesting him, an idea had begun to filter into her lust-oriented mind. If 
she couldn't get him to come to her room after work tonight, tomorrow she 
would buy the ingredients for coquis and beg him to come to show her how to 
mix them! 

But right now was a problem. He wasn't getting much done very fast because 
so many people were coming up with inane questions and requests. Then 
suddenly Phyllis realized something and that was that the people coming were 
mostly fat old men with drinks in their hands, and they weren't coming 
because they needed Jeffrey's help at all! They were coming to ogle her! 
When she realized that, the first thing she did was get down from the high 
stool, which was obviously too attractive a spot for a curvaceous woman like 
herself not to attract attention. She sidled over to Jeffrey and explained 
to him that she was going to stay out of sight so the old men would stay 
away and he could get his work done. Then she looked around the lobby very 
quickly, everywhere that she supposed someone might be standing who could 
see her and then abruptly stooped down out of sight! The first thing Jeffrey 
knew about her plans, she was pushing his legs aside to crawl under the 
protruding desk into the leg hole. Then she reached out and pulled his legs 
in after her, settling herself comfortably against them. 

"Now, hurry up and finish!" she hissed. 

"Heyyyyy," he started to tell her to get back out of there, but he couldn't 
help laughing instead. It was, after all, very warm and nice indeed to have 
her snuggled against his shins while he worked. He peeked under and she 
turned, her tits wobbling enticingly in the process. He could look down into 
her dress from above when she did that. Her smile was all invitation. Good 
God! I'm married, he thought. He turned back to his work, talking himself 
into disinterest, or trying to, though his wildly throbbing cock was ready 
to rip right through his pants. 

He felt her leaning up to him. He could smell her summer's fragrance, and 
drawn hypnotically, he leaned down as long as no one was coming. He leaned 
over as though to pick something up, and her lips were brushing his, her 
tongue was splurging softly into his mouth. She suddenly laughed and pulled 
away. Her laugh was like a little silver tinkling bell. 

Phyllis felt his dark, mysterious eyes studying her generously curving 
profile as he held back now, keeping up where he could see the people, if 
there were any. But she had been right. There was no longer any attraction 
and no one came. It was late. He was noticing how her little cocktail dress 
tugged at her flat abdomen and slender waist. She felt his eyes caressing 
the close fitting, low cut bodice that clung to her lushly ripened tits. Her 
honey-brown hair spilled in gentle waves around her shoulders, and she 
rested her chin on his knee so he could see how perfectly proportioned her 
facial features were from the side. Then she moved her head in between his 
legs, closer to his already swelling prick. 

"Damn it," he said between his teeth. 

"Don't worry," she purred from below. 

Slowly he put his hand down on her slim uncovered arm curving nakedly out of 
her tight dress and over his hot leg. He felt the goosebumps rise 
responsively on her skin. He looked down just as she looked up and her green 
eyes reflected the overhead light and gleamed like partially hidden 
emeralds. They narrowed as she smiled at his strange uneasiness. She 
certainly liked his tentative approach. It made him all the more thrilling. 
She could hear his breath deepening rapidly as he tried to work, his strong 
hand still on her skin, though, and sending little tingles of excitement 
down the sensitive nerve ends. 

She shimmied up his leg. "Don't you want to touch my ... tits?" she 
whispered just in case someone were near. 

Jeffrey gulped, tried to stop his heart from beating so rapidly by holding 
his breath. He tried hard to think of something else, of his work, the books 
he was bent over tonight, his wife at home ... anything to still his mind 
and prevent his wandering into forbidden territory. God, any one of his 
wife's numerous brothers would kill him if they heard of this so soon after 
the wedding! Yet, in spite of himself, he worked his hand up the outside of 
her dress to her full mounded tits, excitedly massaging the sensitive flesh 
through the soft fabric. Christ, there they were on his knee! What could he 
do? 

From under the desk, Phyllis moaned low in her throat when his fingers began 
tweaking at her responsively budding nipple, and the obscene pleasure 
abruptly escalated to a salacious level she could hardly stand. 

"Ooooohhhh, yeeessss! Oh, squeeze my tits like that! Make them feel 
gooooodddd," she gasped from underneath. Trembling helplessly, she turned 
her head up and what could he do but meet her lips on a crushing kiss? No 
one was around. Her tongue slipped between his teeth into his warm welcoming 
mouth, probing uncontrollably as the desire she had been harboring for him 
for days began to flicker like heat lightning up inside her belly. 

"Oh, God, Jeffrey, you're so nice!" she groaned, letting his other hand, 
which had dropped its pen, slip down to her tapering waist and then up under 
her neckline. He wormed his hand into the cup of her nylon brassiere, 
squeezing her other resilient mound, kneading the soft warm flesh in his 
fingers. 

Suddenly they broke the kiss, and Jeffrey's head popped up to look quickly 
around, then Phyllis felt his hands pulling her zipper down in back and then 
loosening her brassiere. She leaned forward so that hecould undo it more 
easily, a banking pleasure flaming fiercely through her wetly tingling 
loins. 

Jeffrey's big brown eyes widened as the young honey-haired woman's large 
tits leaped and jellied before his face. He half-gasped as he stared avidly 
at the nakedly exposed mounds. Contrasting with the creamy white of her 
tits, which in turn contrasted with the golden tan of her throat and 
shoulders, were the small round nipples, like red strawberries, ripe for the 
eating! 

"Christ, Phyllis," he hissed down at her. "You're really beautiful!" He 
continued staring at the twin white peaks of flesh. 

"Thank you," she breathed coyly. "Ooooohhhh!" Suddenly he was down there 
with her, and her breath felt cut off momentarily as he began to suck and 
knead her nakedly quivering tits. She turned to him, her voluptuous body 
shivering with excitement beside him as he continued sucking and moving his 
tongue up and down in a slow tantalizing motion over her stiffening nipples. 

"Oh, Jeffrey, I've got to!" she gasped. 

"Got to what?" he asked between nibbles. 

"I ... I've got to look at your cock. I want to suck it," she said trembling 
at her own audacity. It wasn't so much that she wanted to do specifically 
that so much as she knew what effect it had on a man and on his willingness 
to return for more ... at least usually. Well, she liked to do it anyway! 

"Not now!" he exclaimed in horror! "Not here!" He was pushing her away 
fearfully then. It was as though he had finally come to his senses. What in 
hell was he doing here in the first place? He sat up quickly, bringing his 
hands with him and just in time, too! People were coming in the door. He 
reached over to his right and unhooked their key, knowing them and their 
room number without asking. 

Phyllis was disappointed, but she was also goaded by his rejection into 
firmer action. Very carefully she undid his belt, and while he talked to his 
customers, she unzipped his pants. 

Unfortunately, the poor night manager had to reach again for another key for 
another customer. From his stool, he could reach the keys while he sat, but 
from the lower chair, he had to raise his body from the seat just enough to 
enable the wily seductress below to slip his pants down over his ass! And 
not just his pants, either, but his shorts with them! Thank God for the 
height of the counter! 

He felt his swollen black cock shoot out with sudden pulsating strength. 
Then the lascivious white woman had her white hand on his long thick prick, 
instinctively clasping her hand around its throbbing heat! She began jerking 
Jeffrey's fully erect cock in one hand and closed her eyes to listen to his 
breathing. And of course he had to smile at the customers over the counter 
and make notes about the time they wanted to be awakened in the morning. He 
was only grateful that they had all picked up their mail earlier because to 
get that for them, he would have had to get up! 

Phyllis pushed his legs apart so that she could get in closer and stroke his 
eagerly throbbing prick, which responded to her and not at all to Jeffrey's 
confused tangle of emotions! She slid the smooth flesh up and down in a slow 
tantalizing rhythm that caused him to move his pelvis back and forth whether 
he wanted to or not. The crystal of the chandelier overhead reflected its 
light on the honey-brown hair puddled on his lap and glimmered on what he 
could see of the supple brown back and shoulders. Oh, Christ, someone else 
was coming in! It was that time of night when the older customers retired! 
He glanced down. She had pulled her head aside and for a moment, he saw the 
light glint off the shiny, lubricant-secreting head of his well-enlarged 
black cock! 

Then while he waited on more people, she was shifting her weight and bending 
over his legs. He sat tensed with his rigidly throbbing prick pointed up at 
a forty-five degree angle from his body. Another glance downward showed him 
her nakedly curving tits as she pushed her hair back once more. 

"Jesus!" he groaned and his customer wanted to know if he was all right! 
Bravely he smiled as though nothing at all were happening while Phyllis 
positioned her body close between his legs, jockeying herself a bit to 
accommodate all this to the small space where his legs were supposed to fit 
by themselves! He couldn't even see his customers' faces anymore as in his 
mind's eye, he saw the beautiful girl's tits dangling erotically and her 
delicately rounded ass, barely covered now by the lowered dress. She was 
holding his thick rod of male flesh tightly between both her little hands, 
stroking it between her palms in a teasing up and down motion that was 
causing Jeffrey's ass to undulate mildly in time to her maddening rhythm. He 
hoped it wasn't noticeable! He wanted to stop her somehow, and he didn't! 

Her beautiful head lowered toward his long thick prick and her tongue 
flicked wetly out, the tip boring teasingly into the slight moistness of the 
small opening at the end. 

"Christ!" he swore as for a moment the counter was clear. He sucked in his 
breath from the excruciatingly pleasurable contact. 

Chills rippled along the back of his spine, forcing a groan from his lips. 
He'd never expected the luscious young woman to do anything like this! It 
was almost too good to be true! On the other hand ... what if they were 
caught? He could not help putting off the time when he would make her stop! 
He watched as she brought her ovaled wet mouth down all the way and enclosed 
the whole of his hard thick cock in a soft warm pressure that was so 
incredibly exciting he almost came right then and there. She was obviously 
experienced at this sort of thing, and the heat of her mouth and the way she 
used her buttery lips were absolutely fantastic, he thought. Her lips 
tightened in a pink elastic band just below the pulsating cock-head, 
trapping his straining black shaft inside the warm wet caverns of her pink 
mouth. 

"Ooooohhhh," he stared down at the young woman's beautiful and now 
lust-contorted face. He had to stop all this, but how? 

The sight of his lust-swollen cock sunk half-way between her greedily 
sucking lips increased the erotic sensation ten-fold and made him absolutely 
helpless. His stiffened prick glistened like an ebony tree trunk as it began 
to move in and out between her moistly encompassing lips. Tentatively at 
first, then with more assurance, she massaged the velvety resilient skin of 
his testicles with her satin fingers. She stroked his cock's stone-hard 
rigidity between the thumb and forefinger of her other hand as she began to 
suck rhythmically up and down on his saliva-coated prick. 

The young, almost paralyzed, night manager could feel her wet tongue 
twirling with an obscene moist pressure around his blood-pinkened cock-head 
at the apex of withdrawal, the tongue-tip dancing across the tiny opening 
end. He flexed his ass, watching her head bobbing salaciously up and down 
below. Her long honey-brown hair swirled over his tensed abdomen. The 
inciting vision of her lipsticked mouth encasing his wildly hammering prick 
was almost painful in its lewdness. 

Sensitive to the throbbing reaction in his loins, Phyllis began to suck a 
little harder, digging her teeth gently into the hard resisting pole of 
flesh, leaving small pale trails in the black skin where they had scraped 
the blood from beneath the skin's surface. Then, against his will, Jeffrey's 
hand dropped to her hair and pulled her even closer to him. She loved this 
position. It gave her a masochistic pleasure to know that she was almost 
incapable of moving her head in any direction now except up and down on his 
hot wonderful black prick. 

For her part, she reached under his tightly fleshed ass, cupping one 
rock-hard globe of flesh, pulling his jerking groin up tighter to her face. 
Her tongue swirled around the warm bulbous head furiously until Jeff thought 
he would scream, feeling near the bursting point as she took almost all of 
his rigid shaft deep into her velvet throat. As she licked on the glistening 
wet flesh like a cat cleaning its new-born kitten, he felt all of himself, 
every nerve he possessed concentrated down there in his ecstatically jerking 
cock. 

"Christ," he started to ask her. "Where did you...?" But here came the 
Browns. Mrs. Brown moved like a snail on her old cane! 

"I'll tell you sometime," Phyllis gurgled, having understood what he meant 
to ask, her mouth still around his long thick prick fucking between her 
ovaled lips. 

Jeffrey was sure the young girl had to choke. God, he hoped not because 
there was nothing he could do right now! She continued the maddening sucking 
on and on. Her mouth pulled up the full length of the impatiently beating 
prick, drawing on him like a vacuum cleaner. The pressure building in his 
sperm-bloated balls was excruciating and unbearable, and his long hard 
blood-bloated cock seemed to inflate and lengthen beyond anything it had 
done ever before. Never in his life had he had to fight so hard to keep from 
cumming. 

"How are you this evening, young man?" Mrs. Brown wanted to know, her sweet 
smile bobbing along under her cane. 

"Very well if very busy, Mrs. Brown," Jeffrey responded, hugging Phyllis 
with his knees with all his strength, hoping she would have the mercy to 
leave off a minute. He was just about ready to cum in her mouth! In her 
mouth! Jesus Christ! She was going to let him, too! He could tell she was, 
and he couldn't believe it! 

"And how are you?" he had to ask even though his voice seemed to croak over 
the question. 

"I'm very sleepy tonight, Jeffrey. It takes me so long to get anywhere, 
dear, that by the time I get there, I'm ready to turn around to start home 
so I'll have the energy to get there. It happens at my age, you know. I'm 
ninety-two years young, dear, you know!" 

Jeffrey had heard the line so often that he could have spoken it for her and 
saved her that much energy, at least. But Phyllis, too, could hear what the 
old woman said and nearly choked on the fucking rod in her mouth. Jeffrey 
pretended to be clearing his throat to hide the sound that she made. 

"Young, is the word, Mrs. Brown," he forced himself to say then. "Good 
night!" he said a little firmly, smiled, and bent over his work with high 
seriousness in the hopes that she would be impressed by the pressures he was 
suffering and not want to go into her spiel about her children and 
grandchildren and great-grandchildren. Mr. 

Brown never said a word and never stopped her. Jeffrey had guessed a long 
time ago that the old man was still much younger than his wife. He was 
probably waiting to get rid of her and go have himself a fling if he could 
still walk faster than a thirty-second of a mile an hour! 

The Browns left, and he couldn't believe his luck! Great swirls of heat were 
building deep, deep in Jeffrey's churning balls as he again watched 
Phyllis's face working thirstily above his black body like a contented calf 
sucking on its mother's teat. He could see tiny rivulets of sweat rolling 
from her naked tits as she bucked over him, trying to make him spurt his 
white hot cum down her gluttonously sucking throat. 

"Oh, Christ! Jesus Christ!" he groaned into the 'large foyer, praying with 
all his might that no one came now! 

The muscles on his stomach tightened until he thought they would snap from 
the pressure as he [arched his back up off the chair, pushing even farther 
between the hot clasping moistness of the sex-crazy young white woman's 
lips. He groaned over and over again, his mouth working and incoherent 
mutterings spitting from between his tightly clenched, teeth. Suddenly, he 
gasped! Had anyone come at that moment, it would have been disaster! 

The time was here and a low, guttural sound started from somewhere deep in 
his chest as he felt the building gush of impatient sperm begin its mad dash 
from the reservoir of his exploding balls and begin spewing in hot thin 
streams into her hungrily sucking mouth. 

"Succcccck! Suck meeeee!" he groaned as quietly as he could and still 
release the tension, the tendons on his thighs stretching like a prisoner's 
drawn tight on a rack. 

The frustrated honey-haired girl's cheeks expanded and hollowed fish-like as 
she greedily swallowed the warm flooding torrents to keep from choking. She 
went on sucking avidly as he emptied his heated sperm into the wetness of 
her mouth. His feverish hands tangled in her long hair, holding her head to 
the hot eruption of his loins as he fucked the madly jerking prick all the 
way down to her tonsils. 

"Aaaaaagggghhh," the young vacationer coughed, swallowing to regain her 
breath. 

Jeffrey moaned his last and then fell back grunting in complete fulfillment. 
Gradually, his still halferect cock deflated in her mouth, but Phyllis 
continued the hungry, devouring sucking, drawing every last drop of the 
warm-tasting semen from his depleted cock. Suddenly he came to. God, look 
where he was? Quickly he wiped off his limp tingling cock with a 
handkerchief and then pulled up his shorts and pants. He was just in time as 
another pair of tottering old customers came for their key. 

While Phyllis pulled herself together in spite of the awkward way she had to 
stoop while trying to dress, she tried to forget the frustrated heat that 
still remained in her own loins. Finally, when she was ready and Jeffrey 
told her that it was all clear, she once again reappeared above the counter, 
taking a deep breath of the fresher air. 

"What time are you off?" she asked then, since he had turned, rather rudely 
she thought, back to his work. 

He looked up. "I have to go right home," he told her with an air of finality 
that told her very plainly there would be no change in his plans. 

"And ... and leave me like ... like this," she said, revealing her suffering 
in her little girl voice. 

"I'm sorry," he said, hoping that she would understand and not make a fuss. 
He didn't think she was the type who would. Very dignified now he admitted, 
"I'm married, you know ... and very recently, too!" 

Phyllis felt the pressure quivering in her nose as she sought hard to stifle 
the combined anger and tears that threatened to explode on her pretty 
features. But then she realized that he had just been satiated. She had 
better play it cool. She would just have to wait another night, that was 
all! 

She smiled sweetly. "Oh, of course you do!" she cooed. "Why didn't you tell 
me so I wouldn't get myself so worked up?" she asked nicely, not angrily. 
Shame him but forgive him, she told herself. Leave him with a guilty 
conscience to bite into his sleep and make him vulnerable to doing her a 
small favor tomorrow night! "You just hurry on right home!" she ordered him 
with a smile. 

He looked relieved. "Not yet a while," he told her. "It isn't even 
midnight!" 

"Don't you go home at twelve?" she asked with high incredulity. 

He thought to himself that maybe knowing his hours would be just the thing 
to dampen her ardor. "No!" he said. "I'm afraid I don't get out of here 
until four in the morning when the switchboard operator comes on to start 
ringing people up!" 

"Four? And your wife waits for you until then? 

How sweet!" she exclaimed, able to tell from the shadow on his face that his 
wife did no such thing. "Well, then, I hope I didn't use you all up!" She 
sighed deeply and rather loudly. "And I hope I can sleep!" With that she 
smiled, rolled her eyes in a gesture of frustration, and turned to leave the 
counter area for the elevator, being certain to leave him a good look at a 
saucy roll of her ass. 

Well, that was last night. She found the handsome black dog coming out of 
another room. "Go on home where you belong," someone was telling him and 
closed the door, leaving him in the hall. He had stared fixedly at Phyllis 
as she dug for her keys in her big purse. And while she dug, she turned an 
idea over in her frustrated brain. She had heard many, many stories about a 
shepherd's willingness to lick a woman to orgasm. She had even heard they 
would fuck if you wanted them to. Well, she didn't want that. All she needed 
was the edge taken off so she could sleep. She could wait for the big fuck 
tomorrow at four in the morning! 

Needless to say, the dog had been a jewel, playing his part with ease and 
probably experience. Phyllis was convinced that he had done the very same 
thing in the room she had seen him leave. He had no arousal while he licked 
her. He was undoubtedly spent! God, maybe this was his job, sort of! Now 
lying contentedly in bed in the morning sunlight, Phyllis smiled to herself. 
A regular Dog Juan he had been. She giggled. God, she had to try to get some 
sleep! There was no way she was going to be knocked out when three-thirty in 
the morning rolled around tomorrow! 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

It was Jenny though who got absolutely stewed on too many Blue Mountain 
Cocktails and cried out their problems on the understanding elevator boy's 
shoulder. There wasn't really too much he could do but be understanding, 
wiggle her key out of her grasp, and almost carry her to her room. On the 
way, he heard the whole sob story of years spent saving money for what had 
turned out to be an absolutely dull vacation for the three gorgeous women 
who had come together but had split up in the hopes they could attract some 
kind of excitement on an individual basis. By the time he had laid her out 
on her bed, he had almost become intoxicated himself, not only from the Blue 
Mountain fumes on her breath but from the perfume of her frustration and the 
misery of her story. There's no one like a hotel employee to understand the 
tragedy of wasting money! He really felt sorry for her and would have fucked 
her then and there in spite of the fact that he was supposed to be working, 
but she promptly fell asleep, and he could see that not even a good fuck was 
going to wake her up! 

He mused on the problem she had told him about for several hours. They were 
looking for excitement, were they? Christ, three beautiful broads like that 
were having trouble finding excitement? He couldn't believe his ears! Of 
course, they had picked the wrong place to find it, he had to agree there 
because he himself had trouble in that regard on Barbados and was seriously 
thinking of moving on to one of the larger, more lively islands as soon as 
he had enough experience to get a job in a more competitive place. They 
probably would have had a better time, he thought, if they had less money to 
spend and had to find cheaper accommodations. 

Well, he sure wouldn't mind sticking his cock into that one, he decided, 
keeping a very clear picture of Jenny's lusciously curved body in his mind. 
The rest of the night, he could feel her tits against his chest as he held 
her up to steer her to her room. It was as though they had pressed their 
large shapes into his chest and molded two large concavities there, leaving 
the impressions for the convenience of the future. Excitement, he repeated 
to himself. Well, he would talk the matter over with his brother, Lee. Maybe 
they could rig up some fun, especially for the blonde, Nate thought, licking 
his lips as he waited for the Browns to make their slow, plodding way to his 
elevator. 

So at 3:15, the time that Nate had to call Lee to wake him up in time to get 
here to open the switchboard at 4:00, he also told him the problem that the 
beautiful vacationers had just in case Lee might think of something 
interesting to do on the way over. And Lee sure did. The most interesting 
thing he could think of doing was getting to work almost immediately after 
he received the call from his brother. Nate's mouth fell open when he saw 
his usually late brother arrive, not on time, but more than a half hour 
early! 

"What room is she in?" Lee wanted to know right away, his black face 
gleaming with expectation, his mouth broadly stretched over a toothy smile. 

"Hell, she was drunk, Lee!" Nate said, not wanting Lee to get first shot at 
her. He knew he couldn't keep his older brother from having her at all, but, 
hell, he would like to be first for a change! When the two of them were 
kids, Lee had discovered that he had been named for an American general, and 
Nate had found out that he was named after an American slave! Their mother 
had just thought of them as American names, popular with the American 
tourists, and had been oblivious to the status distinctions. But the two 
boys knew the difference. They learned all about that difference in school 
and later from various tourists. They seemed to lose control over the 
development of their own personalities from the time they learned. Lee was a 
general and Nate was, not just a slave but, Lee's slave! 

"Oh, come on, Nate!" his brother insisted, wheedling. "What room is she in?" 
He grinned. "There'll be plenty left for you! I've seen the blonde one. 
She's got plenty! I'll bet she could take on the whole damn night crew!" 

Sulking, Nate pulled the key from his pocket. He hadn't even hung it up 
because he hadn't decided whether or not to go back at four. Of course, he 
was supposed to leave it on the mantel in the room.... 

Lee accepted the little key with an even broader grin. "I knew you had 
something private up your sleeve, little brother!" he laughed. "I just knew 
you wouldn't be so dumb as to leave the key to a treasure chest like that on 
the mantel where you should have! See you later, friend!" With an especially 
glittering smile, he bounded for the stairway. It was not that he didn't 
trust his younger brother to let him off on the right floor, but both of the 
boys were runners and much faster than elevators when it came to climbing 
stairs. Lee felt he had no time to waste. He had to have the board open by 
four! 

"Come on, honey," he whispered to the beautiful sleeping blonde on the bed. 
"You can sleep later," he suggested into her delicate white ear. 

"Wh ... what?" she murmured, still not opening her eyes. 

He retorted with mock seriousness, "This is a stick-up, baby! You're being 
kidnapped! Taken hostage! We going to fly away, honey! Soon's we're done 
right here!" 

Jenny's blue eyes flew open and for a while she couldn't focus them at all 
until finally she started to get up and felt fingers clamped like a vise on 
her arm. Finally she realized there were more fingers on the back of her 
neck! God help her! She found herself looking into the blackest face she had 
ever seen. His leering grin showed big white teeth that were positively 
frightening! 

Now there was an enormous black hand inserted up between her legs. She was 
so addled that Jenny could still feel the fingers on her neck and those on 
her arm so that her first impression was that he was some kind of monster 
with three arms! God, she nearly fainted! Desperately she clutched at his 
fingers, trying to pry them loose from her quivering inner white thighs. 

"Let me go!" she gasped weakly. But the stranger continued to move his hand 
upward until his outstretched middle finger was pressing her little nylon 
panties up against her responsively trembling pussy. 

"Hey, quit fighting," he whispered. "Don't you want some fun?" He was 
rubbing his fingers all the while up against her fearfully cringing cunt 
through her panties, for Nate had left her fully dressed in her plum-colored 
cocktail dress, and she had not budged! "To tell the truth," he continued, 
touching her there as he talked, "I think we're both going to have some 
fun!" 

"Pleeeeaaaase!" Jenny tried to scream out but the sound was a mere rasp that 
even Lee found difficult to hear. Poor thing, she was terrified! But he was 
giving her some excitement! 

Jenny dropped back against her pillow when she felt the strange black man's 
fingers firmly pinching into the soft naked flesh just below her panty's 
tight elastic legband and found that her voice would not function. Maybe if 
she relaxed a minute, her voice would work and she could scream! The man 
squeezed tighter until she finally opened her legs and felt him loosen his 
grip. 

"Wider!" he hissed. 

She tried to get up from the bed then, but the stranger's huge form bending 
in front of her made that impossible. Her blue eyes widened and she looked 
like a cornered cat. The burly man pressed closer. Grabbing her shoulder 
with one big black hand, he dragged her sideways with him so they slipped 
back down on the mattress together. Something about him began to be familiar 
to her. She had seen him somewhere before. Of course, if he had been 
stalking her, she would have probably! 

She blinked. He had left the lights blazing in her bedroom. If he were 
really a kidnapper, surely he would have put them out and worn a mask or 
something so she wouldn't recognize him later and identify him to the 
police, she reasoned. Yet she wasn't sure just how such criminals behaved. 
She saw that he was looking her over, his brown eyes roaming over the 
heaving spheres of her tits and her thighs, exposed in their barely tanned 
whiteness where he had pulled up her dress. He inched closer on his side, 
planting his hand gently on the little nylon triangle covering her pussy 
mound. Jenny could not help jerking up from his touch on her sensitive cunt, 
but it was the hand on the back of her neck that was still there, she felt, 
as he gripped her neck harder to hold her in place. 

"Oh, let me go! Let me go!" she cried in the funny whisper her voice had 
become. 

"I been watching you too long," he told her then. "Watching and wanting. I 
ain't giving up the chance of a lifetime, and you won't want me to once we 
get started properly here." 

Jenny fell back, only to twist up once more when his obscenely groping 
fingers began to squeeze at the firmly yielding flesh of her round little 
ass. Without warning, he grinned triumphantly and yanked at the tight 
elastic waistband of her flimsy bikini panties. In one smooth tug, they were 
pulled down her legs and dangled now from one ankle. 

"Oh, God, no!" Jenny gasped. 

Gaping down at her nakedly exposed blonde-fringed cunt, she tried to cover 
the sparse pussy hair with her hands, but it was useless. When her panties 
fell to the thick carpet below the bed, she tried to sit up to retrieve 
them, but the stranger used the opportunity to slide his other hand under 
her uplifted asscheeks, and then he began obscenely squeezing the fleshy 
full moons together. 

"Tell me, Jenny," he gloated when she fell back down. "Tell me you don't 
like sex!" 

Jenny was left speechless. She didn't know how to answer him. She turned her 
head so she wouldn't have to look at his face. She had just never been the 
kind of person who could lie, even in these ridiculous circumstances! As 
unbelievable as it seemed, she knew that she was going to submit to him, 
that she could not help it. Shivering at the pressure of his thickly erect, 
pants-enclosed cock pressing against her naked thigh, she had the awful 
feeling that she was going to enjoy it, too! After all, she had been 
desperate for some time! 

The vaguely familiar black man's hands moved back up her obediently spread 
thighs and rested just below her nakedly exposed cunt for an instant before 
he began eagerly stroking her moistly trembling pussy crack. Jenny shuddered 
and tensed as he continued circling his fingers over her sensitive cuntal 
flesh. After a moment, he used his thumb and extended middle finger to 
spread her hair-lined, hotly pulsating slit and exposed her clitoris, 
teasing it out to throbbing erection. The terrified young blonde vacationer 
was motionless with shame! 

"Look," he whispered hoarsely. "You don't have anything to gain by not 
cooperating, baby. I ain't as bad as you think! And I'm strong enough to 
have my way, so why not join in the fun?" 

His massaging fingers continued probing her warmly opening cuntal lips. 
Jenny suppressed a groan as her tingling pussy mound rose hungrily up 
despite her unwillingness toward his caressing fingers. She tried to stifle 
the lewd exotic sensation spreading out through her entire trembling cuntal 
area, but she couldn't! During this damned vacation, her body was betraying 
her in a way that it never had with the men in her life before. It was 
wanting the craziest things! 

"No!" she cried out a little louder. "Please leave me alone!" she moaned, 
and even to her own ears, the plea sounded phony! 

Her threatening kidnapper didn't answer. He just nudged closer, his black 
hands continuing to work over the warm white moistening flesh of her 
involuntarily responding pussy. 

"Now, reach in and take out my cock!" he demanded. 

Another excited shudder passed through Jenny's belly at his demand. Oh God! 
What was happening to her? What was going on? She used all her willpower to 
fight the unwanted sensuality, but her resistance crumbled as his exciting 
black hands coursed over her rapidly lubricating cuntal flesh. Soft ecstatic 
ripples of lewd pleasure spread through her trembling body, building to a 
hunger so irresistible that she willingly relaxed her thighs farther. Like 
some mindless love-slave, she finally turned toward her abductor, stretched 
out one trembling, white, delicate hand, and obediently began stroking the 
long thick bulge beneath his pants. 

"Looooorrrddddyyyy!" he groaned, pivoting his blood-bloating hardness closer 
to her fingers that pulled timidly at his belt. 

Pressing his strong, agile body hard against the beautiful white woman, he 
rubbed his stomach against her rippling little belly so that his zipper was 
easily within her grasp. She gripped the metal clasp and then closing her 
eyes, slowly slid it down. Lee's jockey shorts sprang out instantly, bulging 
with the obscene thrust of his thick throbbing, veined black cock. 

"You just look at that, honey child! Go on and squeeze it! Touch it! There 
ain't nothing else a man's prick is for!" 

Poor Jenny, despite her timidity, moved her shaking hands inside his shorts 
until she felt his hotly pulsating male cock leap up eagerly into her hand. 
She squeezed tentatively, then pulling with her other hand at the waistband 
of his underwear, she tugged both his shorts and pants half-way down his 
legs. Lee kicked them both off with his sandals, then reached down to remove 
his socks and lay down again. His thick, pinkly-hued prick stood out only 
inches from her abdomen, the cock-head swollen angrily and its skin 
stretched so tight it seemed to shine. 

"Come on, baby, let's get you naked. Then we can really fuck!" Lee hissed, 
staring down excitedly at her fingers clasping around his throbbing, 
rock-hard stiffness. 

Not bothering to wait for her to respond, his warmly pulsing cock thrust 
into her cupping hand, he reached under to unzip the plum-colored dress, 
then tugged it completely down. Unclasping her lacy black half-brassiere, he 
exposed her proudly thrusting, pink-nippled tits and stared at them. 

"Oh, my!" he muttered in awe and let the brassiere fall carelessly over the 
side of the bed to the carpet, still gaping hungrily at her goose-bumped 
little nipples. 

After removing his own shirt, the switchboard operator began grinding his 
swollen prick against her nakedly defenseless cunt, rubbing the lust-swollen 
cock-tip against the delectable pink lips of her quivering little cunt. He 
used the knob of his prick to trace a tantalizing path up and down her 
hair-lined pussy slit, teasing at it until the moist cuntal layers parted 
and his thick pulsing cock-head fit snugly within the heated pinkened crack. 

"Jenny baby, you suuuuurrrre feel good!" Lee sighed, grinding his 
lust-bloated cock slowly and steadily between her quivering pussy lips. He 
slid his black throbbing cock over her wet cuntal crack, fomenting a warm 
glowing sensation that spread from her sensitive clitoris through her 
fevered cuntal lips and up into her wetly dilating cuntal hole. As the 
strangely exciting pleasure tingled through her throbbing belly, Jenny began 
rationalizing away the need to struggle against him. It feels tooooo 
gooooodddd, she thought dimly, too delicious. Anyway, I couldn't stop him if 
I wanted to.... 

Yet, her body had to fight against the torment of his rigid hot cock rubbing 
lewdly against her cuntal flesh, fought against surrender to it. But she 
knew he was only seconds away from complete victory, just moments away from 
thrusting his long hard shaft of mysterious black male flesh up into her 
ravenous belly! 

"Oooohhh noooo, for God's sake! Please don't!" she groaned as a matter of 
face-saving form. 

Her hips moved, nonetheless, in eager little circles, rotating around his 
thickened lusty prick that rubbed so deliciously against her pussy. Slowly, 
involuntarily, she raised her knees until they were locked in place on 
either side of his naked ass. His muscular black legs teased against the 
white backs of her thighs, expanding the lewd sensation in her hotly 
pulsating pussy down through the tingling nerve endings along her legs. 

"Ooooohhh," Jenny moaned her defeat, sliding her heels up behind his knees 
and snaking her arm around his powerful neck. "Mmmmmm-nnnnn, yes, oh God! 
Yesssss!" she mewled into his open mouth. Lee jammed his fucking tongue deep 
into her mouth, and she immediately began sucking voraciously on it. Soft 
contented sounds escaping from between their lips. She gyrated her hungry 
blonde cunt in a few impatient grinding thrusts up against his lengthening 
hardness, trying to draw it immediately into her quivering cunt. "Aaaaahhh! 
Oooohhh, that's it! Put it into me!" she cooed below him, sucking wetly now 
on his lips as his red tongue fucked wormingly deeper into her velvet mouth. 

Suddenly the stranger pulled away and stared hungrily down at her firmly 
ripened white tits swaying out gently toward her ribs and whimpering with 
each panting gasp she made. 

"Okay, honey child," he said. "You ready for it?" 

"Oh, yes! Yessss! Do it to meeeee!" she was almost screaming, literally out 
of control now and dying for him to fuck her with his long hard black cock! 

The victorious switchboard operator reached down between their 
sweat-streaked bodies and grasped his eagerly jerking prick. He positioned 
it right above the eager little hole to her heated, yearning cuntal flesh. 

"What do you want me to do to you, baby," he teased. 

"I want ... I want you to please fuck me!" Jenny was more than ready! She 
could hardly wait an instant longer. 

He placed the large rubbery cock-head against her impatiently dilating pussy 
hole just as though he were personally moving an American Civil War cannon 
into firing position because none of his soldiers could do it right without 
being shown! Then, pausing for a moment, Lee nuzzled the throbbing tip-end 
around in an impatient semi-circle till the tight elastic cuntal mouth 
suddenly gave way! As if he could wait no longer, he thrust his hips 
forward, and his long, burgeoning rod of lust sluiced warmly up into her 
tightly clasping, clutching cunt. Jenny groaned, her mouth contorting 
spasmodically, her pink tongue running over her moist, panting lips. God, 
she thought, at last! 

His sperm-bloated balls slapped flatly against her upturned asscheeks, and 
both black and white, male and female, native and vacationer groaned in lewd 
delight. Her resilient young cunt flowered open wetly for him as his hard 
fuck forced her splayed thighs ever wider apart. The length and thickness of 
Lee's cock was even greater than Jenny had imagined when she had first 
released it from his fly. Now it filled her cuntal hole completely, brimming 
out at its base from her clinging cuntal lips and forcing her snugly fitting 
little cunt wider than she had ever dreamed possible. 

Suddenly wanting to be fucked to the point of pain, she gasped up at him. 
She wanted to feel her own depravity thrown back into her face, and she 
wanted to actually wallow in her shame and humiliation. 

"Oooohhh, yesss! Fucccckkk meeeee! Screw meeeee!" Jenny cried shamelessly, 
digging her long fingernails into his black, nakedly pumping ass. 

In order to permit her tightly grasping, devouring cunt to suck up and down 
his rigidly fucking cock at will, Lee raised up on all fours above her 
wantonly thrashing body. 

"Oooooohhhh!" Her voice strained with erotic tension. "That's so wild! So 
great! Fuck me like that! Screw me with your beautiful stone-hard cock!" 

The agile switchboard operator slipped his hands under her frantically 
churning asscheeks, grasping them painfully, one in each big black hand. The 
gorgeous blonde vacationer had gotten down to it a lot quicker than he had 
expected, and Lee smiled at her uninhibitedly aroused moans. He sensed that 
no man had ever brought her to this level of crazy excitement! He was sure 
of it, and he mentally kicked himself for not getting at her when she first 
arrived! He wondered how long this beautiful little pussy had been 
frustratedly available just for the asking! 

Meanwhile the shamelessly turned-on woman flexed her naked ass beneath his 
strong fingers and then jerked her impaled cunt harder up on his hotly 
fucking prick. 

Lee squeezed and fondled his fingerprints pinkly into her smooth white 
asscheeks at the same time, letting the resilient flesh ooze like warm 
bread-dough around his fingers. Then slowly and methodically he slid one 
hand toward her tight little asshole, resting his outstretched middle finger 
in the damp crack just above the tiny puckered opening. He felt her nakedly 
quivering asscheeks tense up beneath his hands when his fingertip nudged the 
small anal ring and then felt her unexpectedly push back with her ass, 
impaling herself on his fingers! 

With a sudden fucking stab, he pushed into her tight rectal hole, feeling 
the soft rubbery flesh yielding before his lewd attack. 

"Aaaarrrrgggggh!" she squealed up at him, thrashing her eagerly pumping 
asscheeks around in his cupping hands. Then, with a groan, she stiffened, 
waiting. . 

"Fuck!" he ordered her and then grunted in satisfaction as she came down 
hard with her asscheeks assisting in the outrageous attack against her 
defenseless asshole! 

The black man had lodged his finger all the way up to the second knuckle 
within Jenny's tight rubbery little hole! 

Now he wormed it around in the warm buttery flesh, curling the fingertip so 
he could feel the ridge of his own heatedly fucking cock through the thin 
membrane that separated those two holes. The exquisite blonde rotated her 
naked ass back onto his finger. Startled gasps bubbled from her 
lust-contorted lips as she jerked her tightly clasping cunt up and down on 
his long thick cock. The coinciding rhythms of obscene dual invasion 
pinioned her tightly so each heavy fuck sent her naked white torso into wild 
new spasms. 

"Ooooohhh, Godddd! It's sooooo fucking goooodddd!" she groaned. Her fiery 
cuntal hole was moistening rapidly as her rectum was now filled with his two 
fingers that fucked in and out in lewd rhythmic accompaniment. 

Lee pulled back his head again so that he could watch the beautiful white 
woman's crimsoning face. It was something he couldn't miss, the sudden and 
humiliating surrender of her whole being to him! And now she was writhing 
and twisting madly beneath him, unable to control her rampant desire to be 
fucked by his hard fucking cock and sodomized by his fingers. Yes, it was 
depraved! But that was all the more reason for Lee to enjoy the powerful 
feeling sweeping over him. 

"Go deeper! Please! Harder! Fuck my cunt! Fuck meeee!" she begged, gasping 
as though she were close to death itself! 

Echoing back into Jenny's consciousness were the wet smacking sounds 
reverberating through the too-expansive room. Dimly she was aware of her 
complete, abject surrender, but knowing that only made things worse because 
it just increased her obscene excitement! 

Every inch of her tossing young body was slick with perspiration now. Even 
the area above her nakedly jiggling white tits was wet. Jenny's rippling 
belly and the sloping area above her pussy were hot with the liquid passion 
that seemed to spill out in an unending flow from her moistly dilating cunt. 
And as his sperm-heavy black balls slapped down hard on the moistened, 
pinkly raw crack between her rotating asscheeks, she could feel even more 
excited secretions pulsing out. In her mind she could visualize every lewd 
detail of what he was doing to her, his two outstretched fingers fucking far 
up into her tightly stretched rectum merged with his thickly rigid cock 
until the two skewering, fucking shafts became one impaling sword ... one 
long, lust-connected, rock-hard cock! 

"Screw me! Fuck me! Fuck! Fuck! Screw!" she chanted into his short, kinky 
black hair. She was nearing the most salacious orgasm she could ever recall 
having! She swung her gripping thighs up around his back, waving her 
hollowing asscheeks in freakish abandon from side to side as she spiraled 
her near-convulsing cunt hungrily up and down again on his fucking ramrod of 
a cock! 

She gasped and then stiffened, her eyes growing wide and then she screamed! 
"Oh, no! Don't cum yet! No! Don't! Ooohhh!" 

But Lee hardly heard a word that she was crying out. He could feel the hot 
thick creamy sperm amassed in the reservoir of his balls churning as they 
beat a tattoo against her nakedly upturned asscheeks. He fucked his tongue 
almost to the bottom of her wet, velvet throat. With desperately kneading 
hands he clutched the fleshy white cheeks of her flexing ass hard up against 
his battering pelvis, fucking his semen-spewing prick into her gluttonously 
receiving cunt. 

"Aaaaahhh, nooooo!" Jenny moaned in despair at the first feel of his 
scalding jets of cum. She could feel the turgid, pulsating head of his hard 
cock suddenly flare into a hugeness that threatened to mangle her inner 
organs, to burst right up into her thirsty throat! 

Hot as a flood of newly exploding lava, his impatient sperm continued to 
squirt and flood up inside her gulping belly. She could feel his seething 
cum shooting into her with the consuming force of a gushing volcano, 
sloshing around in her quivering belly like in a completely flooded valley. 

Oh, God, why hadn't she been able to cum with him? But he had been too quick 
for her. He continued to shoot the last of his hot semen, then, trembling in 
exhaustion, he relaxed on top of her naked white body, panting deeply for 
several moments, before he finally lifted himself off. 

Rolling onto her side, Jenny's face froze in a horrified expression. God, 
there was another black man standing in the doorway of her bedroom! How long 
he had been watching all this, she had no idea, but he looked very much like 
the elevator operator. His brown eyes were glinting with insane excitement, 
and he was undoing his belt buckle. 

"Nathan!" she breathed as she came to full consciousness and recognized the 
elevator operator, remembering his name, and then she looked over to the 
vaguely familiar man with whom she had just fucked. Yes, it was the 
switchboard operator. Lee was his name! She had thought she had recognized 
him from somewhere, but in the beginning she had still been too groggy from 
the Blue Mountain cocktails! The elevator boy was staring fixedly at her. 

Lee was getting up from the bed, then jumping hurriedly into his clothes. 
"Is it time already?" he asked the other man. 

"Past time," Nate told him, "but I didn't have the heart to interrupt the 
balling, Lee." Nate was already unzipping his pants. 

In her stunned condition, Jenny thought at first that she must be dreaming 
or going crazy or something! God, it never rained but it poured, she thought 
in a daze. What kind of men were these? What kind of woman was she? For like 
a fool, she realized her own condition hardly warranted her considering 
other people's morality! The elevator boy was completely naked now, his long 
fully erect black cock menacingly waving at her as he approached the bed. 

"Ooooohhh, for God's sake!" she cried as her blue eyes took in the throbbing 
size of this new rapidly thickening prick. Lee was still shuffling around 
the room, looking for and finding his sandals. Damn him, she thought, using 
her just finished lover as a scapegoat for her own lack of desire to move or 
protect herself from this fresh assault. Why wasn't the switchboard operator 
protecting her against the elevator boy? Why wasn't he helping her? Didn't 
he feel any sense of ownership or anything? 

"Spread your legs wide, Jenny. I'm coming full blast," Nate grinned in 
triumph above her. "From the looks of that pink little, swollen pussy of 
yours, you are just as ready as me, baby!" 

God, how many more would there be? she wondered. Were they lined up outside? 
Thinking of that possibility, Jenny thought for a moment that she was going 
to faint from the terror of it as Nate jerked her thighs wider apart. He 
levered up over her, his arms stiff, his black hands pushing her delicate 
white shoulders to the mattress. He dropped one hand down between their 
bodies, taking his viriley throbbing cock between his fingers and guided it 
forward, using the thick rubbery head to part the fleshy wet lips of her 
cunt. She could no longer see Lee anywhere. He must have slipped out to open 
the switchboard, she thought desperately, feeling more alone than ever. 

Unable to watch what was happening to her any longer, she closed her eyes 
with a shudder just as she felt the soft electric contact of Nate's bloated 
cock against the sensitive edges of her moistened pussy. 

"Oh, help me!" she called into the room just in case her former lover was 
still there. "Please!" But there was no answer. 

"Nooooo!" she pleaded as she felt the first harsh pressure against the tight 
elastic hole of her cunt. For Nate had begun to push. She coughed as the 
huge lust-engorged tip slipped through, stretching her sperm-filled pussy 
hole farther than Lee's prick had done earlier. 

"Aaaaagggghhh!" It felt as though her thighs were splitting apart from the 
relentless outward pressure. Maybe it was just that she had been away from 
men for so long, that she couldn't remember how big they were, but it seemed 
to her that the two black cocks of the present were monstrous! 

"Oh, God, Nathan! Not again! It hurts! You're just tooooo biiiiigggg!" she 
was suddenly screaming so loud that he had to put his hand over her mouth 
while grinning lewdly above her. 

Now the black man fell forward, his weight smashing her full firm tits 
tightly back against her chest. He thrust his hips forward at the same time, 
and his long thick cock slid fuckingly into her like a big black snake slips 
into his dark hole, pushing the soft moist flesh of her thirsty cuntal walls 
in rippling waves before it. She groaned and involuntarily raised her ass 
up. Jenny did want it! And there was no stopping it until with a loud groan 
his balls smacked heavily into the upturned crack of her tightly clenched 
ass. 

Nate wasted no time with the preliminaries and began immediately to fuck up 
inside her clasping cunt with long, deeply penetrating strokes. He fucked 
hungrily from the very tip of his toes and jammed the last inch of his 
lust-thickened, insatiable cock up into her tightly clasping little cunt 
hole, bringing a bewitched moan from her lips that resounded around the room 
like an echo bouncing from alp to alp. Jenny's blue eyes opened wide and 
gazed glassily at the high white ceiling that seemed to waver like a cloud 
bank. She just could not believe this was happening to her! God in heaven! 
Two men in a row, one right after the other! Two black men! Two ... two 
marvelous black men, she sighed to herself, and she was responding as 
eagerly as a sex-starved whore. Well, she was sex-starved! 

Then, yes, it was happening! She was going to explode into orgasm. There it 
was, just around the corner, still teasing ... tantalizing! "Oh, God, just a 
little more! Keep fucking me, Nate! Keep fucking! Don't stop! Don't ever 
stop!" she shrieked. 

She began to fuck in unison with the elevator boy in crazier gyrations as 
immeasurable ecstasy began to flood through her tautly churning belly and 
thighs, her shamelessly aroused body and mind all centering in now on the 
hot rippling sensations deep up inside her marvelously cock-filled loins. 
God, she felt as though she were flying over the mountains like a great 
eagle! 

And on top of that, Nate's suddenly burgeoning cock fucking inside her 
bloated belly was about to explode, too, adding his cum juices to her own. 
The thought excited her to a fever pitch of desire, and her motions became 
even more frantic. His slashing fucks into her wildly quivering pussy became 
almost brutal. Wilder and more ferocious he became, tossing her nakedly 
writhing body beneath him without consideration in his own obscene race 
toward orgasm. 

"Oh, it's here! I'm cuuuummmm-mmiiiinnnggg!" Jenny suddenly screamed, and 
she began to cum and cum and cum some more, adding even more of her hot, 
boiling cum to that which she had secreted before. It seemed almost 
unending. "I'm ccccuuuummmiiinnnggg! Aaaauuuggghhh! Fuck meeee! Fuccccckkkk 
meeeee!" She vaguely realized that she was rasping, fortunately, instead of 
screaming, thank God!" She didn't want her friends pounding on her door, not 
now. 

Nate buried his madly jerking, heavily bloated cock as deep into the wet 
velvety heat of her tight little cunt as he could, and he felt the granite 
hard rod expanding unbelievably to even greater dimensions. He had been 
ready the minute he had walked in to relieve his brother. Lee had to start 
work at the same time Nathan was free. It had worked out great except that 
he had wanted to be first, but what the hell! He was getting his bang into 
her and that's what counted most, he supposed. He gave one last, pounding 
fuck that sank right up to his kinky-haired pelvis, wet and matted with 
Lee's as well as Jenny's juices that gushed from her madly convulsing pussy. 
It occurred to him then that at least he had been the one to give her the 
orgasm. That was something! Now the flood of his creamy sperm exploded in a 
white, steaming burst that filled her belly with a warm load of boiling cum. 
Over and over, a dozen times or more at least, his rapidly deflating cock 
fired its white hot cum into her greedily sucking womb before collapsing 
into a ¦ useless, rubbery rope of black flesh. 

After a while Nate pulled his satiated black body from her pure white one. 
"God, you sure don't tan much," he remarked, noticing that he could just 
barely see any difference in those areas on her curvaceous body that were 
exposed to the sun and those that weren't. 

"Well, you don't tan at all," she said. 

"I sure tan more than you do," he told her. "Look here." He pulled up his 
watchband and showed her the incredible difference. 

"My God!" she said with surprise. 

Nate's lust-loving cock was beginning to feel not so satisfied again. "That 
I am," he told her with a mischievous grin as he tilted her chin in 
preparation to fucking his ever-hungry tongue deep into her velvet throat. 
He was going to make damn sure that this was one morning she wouldn't 
forget! And she never did, which was how she slept through her friends' 
lusty adventures with the big black dog shortly after Nathan left her late 
in the morning. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

Jeffrey hated to refuse to teach Phyllis how to make a coquis, especially 
since she had been so nice about apologizing for ... well ... raping him, 
you might say. There was hardly anything he could have done about her 
attack, considering the public place she had chosen. She had been very 
contrite, however, and friendly in a cooler way. There was nothing about her 
manner to suggest that her desire to have him come to her room at four 
o'clock in the morning to teach her how to make a coquis was anything but 
sincere and innocent. Just the same, he didn't trust himself to go there 
with her alone. Maybe he ought to ask Lee to go with him. It was Lee's 
morning off, and it was impossible to imagine Lee's passing up an 
opportunity to fuck a beautiful woman. However innocent Phyllis's invitation 
to Jeffrey might be, she was certainly fuckable, as he had discovered, and 
maybe she would like to meet a man more willing than himself. So getting Lee 
to go with him was a precaution that Jeffrey convinced himself was 
necessary. He gave Lee a call at home. 

"Christ, Jeff," Lee complained first thing, before he had given the matter 
proper thought. "It's my day off! What in hell do I want to look at you 
for?" 

"Me, Man! Me! Who's offering you me? I'm offering you the best looking broad 
in the place. You mean you don't want that gorgeous doll with the light 
brown hair and the slanted green eyes? What's wrong with you, Man!" Jeffrey 
was sure Lee would go for a deal like that if he thought it over. 

"What's wrong with you getting into her pants, Jeff? How come you need me 
along?" Lee asked sleepily. He had been asleep when the telephone rang. 

"I don't want to get into her little old pants. You forget ... I'm just 
married, Lee. You think I'm crazy or something?" 

"Yeah, I think you're crazy not to, that's what I think!" 

"Well, maybe last year I would have and maybe next year I will, but not yet. 
My wife's brothers would string me up off the pier and feed me to the fish!" 
Jeffrey explained. 

"Oh, hell, Jeff! How are they going to know?" Lee said with exasperation. 
"Christ, you're a year younger than me and twice as old ... and old 
fashioned!" the telephone operator yawned. "If you got to have a chaperone, 
take Nate up with you. He gets through at four with you!" 

"Hell, he wouldn't go. He's had that blonde, Jenny, riding up and down the 
elevator with him all night, practically." 

Lee then came to attention. He had forgotten about Jenny. It was very easy 
for him to forget one girl and go on to the next one ... unless Nate was 
involved. A guy couldn't let his kid brother beat him out, now could he? 
"What do you mean the blonde's been riding up and down?" he asked the night 
manager, fully awake now. 

"One of the girls that came with Phyllis," Jeff explained. "And she ... " 

"I know who she is," Lee said a little curtly. "She ain't no good for my kid 
brother, either. You get him away from her and take him with you!" 

Lee ordered his supervisor. "He won't ... " 

"Well, he will if I come and take care of the blonde!" Lee threatened. Now 
that he thought about it, he rather liked the idea. After all, he could 
catch up on his sleep after the three young and beautiful women had left the 
hotel, he reasoned. There was a proper time for everything, and usually the 
clientele were too old for his taste. "I'll be down in time to help out," he 
promised the night manager. 

Jeff hung up the receiver with mixed feelings. He didn't want to risk being 
alone with the beautiful woman. But that was strictly an idea in his head. 
The entire rest of his body, his nerves, his emotions, and the tireless, 
hardening rod that was already giving him some discomfort in his loins, was 
in total rebellion against his cowardice! Nevertheless, he had every 
intention of sticking by his resolution of fidelity, and when he took the 
elevator up on Nate's last run of the morning, Nate was surprised to see his 
brother, Lee, with the manager. 

Now Lee had every intention of getting Jeff into Phyllis's clutches so that 
he himself could quickly desert to the room across the hall. He had not 
counted, though, on the possibility that Jenny might actually choose Nate 
over himself! Ridiculous idea! But it happened. Right on the floor where he 
and Jeff stopped to go to Phyllis's room, the elevator door opened on the 
curvaceous blonde herself, and in spite of Lee's friendly grin and attempt 
to catch her in conversation, she only nodded at him and smiled, then walked 
right by to take Nate by the arm for the ride back down to meet the relief 
operator. 

"Hey wait!" Lee called, inserting his hand quickly over the electric eye and 
opening the elevator door again. Yet he could tell from the adoring 
expression on the lovely blonde's face as she looked at his brother that the 
cause was lost. It was too obvious to miss. 

"Yeah?" Nate asked him, and he had to say something. 

"Hey, ain't you coming to the party tonight?" he asked. 

"What party?" his brother wanted to know. 

"Across the hall ... Phyllis's room," he said, looking briefly at Jeff, who 
had been startled at first but then thankful. It would be much easier for 
him to get away with four of them having a good time together and leaving 
him kind of free and extra that way. 

Jenny and Nate looked at each other all smiles. "Be right up," his brother 
told Lee. "Soon as Chuck takes over." 

He was as good as his word. As soon as Jeff and Lee had surprised Phyllis 
with Lee's presence and therefore upset her plan to get Jeffrey alone, Jenny 
and Nate were already at the door. Two more! But that made five, the 
frustrated honey-haired woman thought. Still maybe Jeff had counted on 
Leisa's being included. He knew that the three women had come together and 
were friends. The green-eyed woman was exultant. She would have preferred to 
have had Jeff come alone, but it would be fun to make a party of it, and it 
pleased her that he had wanted to be sure it was more than just a lesson in 
mixing drinks! She only hoped she had bought enough to make it a good party! 

"Coquis lessons over here!" she said gaily, taking Jeff's reluctant arm and 
leading him to the bureau where she had laid out the ingredients. He had no 
sooner started and turned to explain something to her, when she was gone, 
rapping on the connecting door between her own and Leisa's room. 

"Good God," her friend finally answered. "Do you know what time it is!" 

"Coquis time!" Phyllis answered gaily. "Come join the party!" she told 
Leisa. "Right now!" She rattled the door, discovering that after all, it was 
not locked on either side. It swung open and there stood the sleepy Leisa, 
her beautiful auburn hair falling down to her waist, her brown eyes blinking 
against the light that streamed in upon her from Phyllis's room. 

"It's a come-as-you-are party, Phyllis laughed, seeing that Leisa was in her 
nightgown. "So come on in. I've got to go learn how to make these things 
before he's all finished!" 

Jeff's heart sank when he saw the third woman enter the "party" that he had 
hoped to slip away from as soon as possible. Now he was going to look like 
an ass if he left. Well, maybe things wouldn't get out of hand ... he hoped. 

"Hey, anybody want a joint?" Lee suddenly asked in the background, and Leisa 
sailed into the room all smiles. 

"Ooooohhh!". she exclaimed throatily. "You can't mean it! It's illegal here, 
too, isn't it!" She obviously hoped that it was! At last the vacation was 
beginning to get spicy! 

"Nothing I do can be illegal," Lee told her with a serious face. 

"Really?" Leisa flashed her big brown eyes at him in her most flirtatious 
manner. 

"Yeah, he's a general. He figures that means he is the law," his younger 
brother offered, and then, with his arm around the curvaceous Jenny, he 
added in a self-pleased tone, "but he ain't!" 

Lee was busy working at the bureau beside the nervous Jeff, and while Jeff 
measured out his rum, the imperturbably Lee laid out the little dull-colored 
cigarette papers. Very carefully he positioned two of them together, then 
took out a regular cigarette and began rolling it between his fingers until 
little strings of tobacco shredded out onto his two cigarette papers. 
Finally he pulled out a pouch, his potter's clay he called it. 

Jenny would like to have watched more closely, but she was well aware of the 
keen competition between the two brothers and decided to be careful and 
stick by her choice. It wouldn't do for the men to get into a brawl of any 
kind, not with that stuff around. So she watched the whole process curiously 
from a distance. God, it was good to have something interesting happening 
finally! 

"Here we go!" Lee said at last, twisting the end of the marijuana cigarette 
and passing it to his brother. He lit it and immediately began making 
another one. "Now don't be a hoarder, Nate," Lee chuckled while he worked. 
"You got to pass it around, you know. At a party, you pass things around," 
he said with a smile and a wink at Jenny. She was just then trying the 
marijuana from Nate's fingers. She coughed slightly and Nate passed it on to 
Leisa. The tiny pinpoint of flame went the rounds until everybody had tried 
it. 

Leisa's turn had come frequently as she kept changing her place so that she 
was constantly next. Finally she swung into the little circle in which they 
all stood. "I'm going to dance!" she announced. 

"Wait a minute," Lee grabbed her arm. "Jenny hasn't learned yet." 

The lovely blonde was reaching eagerly for the depleted weed and now sucked 
on it as hard as she could, just like she had seen the others do, then 
passed it quickly to Phyllis. The small cigarette came around again and 
again. Nothing happened to Jenny at first, nothing like what she had heard, 
but then finally a crazy light-fingered sensation raced through the top of 
her head and delightful little pin-pricks played through her arms and upper 
thighs. It was certainly strange, she thought, trying hard to be analytical. 
Things looked strange, as though a veil had dropped down between herself and 
the others. She wondered if they felt the same way. 

"Ooooohhhh! Let me go," Leisa said, pulling her arm away from Lee. "I want 
to dance!" 

Leisa raised her arms and waved them from side to side, her sheer white 
nighty appearing to Jenny like an undulating light as Leisa's darkly tanned 
body moved slowly around the room, her body turning. Then she moved over to 
Phyllis's nightstand and flicked on her radio. Jeff nervously moved after 
her and lowered the tone. But Leisa didn't need the music, only the beat, 
and she slipped into the rock rhythm that was playing from the small 
speaker. By now, Jenny was hanging on to Nate, afraid she might not be able 
to keep her own balance, and was taking her drag from a fourth marijuana 
cigarette that Lee was passing around now. In spite of herself, and perhaps 
due to the heady warmth of the pot that flushed her cheeks and relaxed her 
entire body, Jenny could not help admiring Leisa's well tanned beauty. Her 
voluptuous young body began gyrating against Nate, though slowly, in time to 
the grinding beat of the rock music. Leisa was dancing more wildly, and as 
she moved, her short white nightgown at times swung high up on her smooth, 
tanned thighs to the white line above her bathing suit leg, giving three 
wide-eyed men teasing glimpses of her ivory skin Leisa did not miss a beat 
as the record on the radio seemed to spin faster and faster. She bent way 
over from her waist as she flailed her arms around the room, her full 
sensuous tits shifting and swaying, ready to escape from the gown at any 
moment. Lee was becoming hypnotized. 

As a matter-of-fact, they were all becoming mesmerized with her wild 
swirling and shimmying. Her long auburn hair tossed from side to side with 
glimmering embers of fire flickering in the light as she ground her 
sensually alluring body in time to the music. She seemed transported to 
another world, another time, by the music, her brown eyes closed while her 
body moved to the uninhibited beat with the effortlessness of a born dancer. 
Her two friends had not seen this side of Leisa's nature before. 

"Ooooohhh," she suddenly moaned. "I want to dance naked!" 

"Yaaaaay," Lee cried, clapping. 

"I ... I don't think you better," Jeff cautioned her, knowing that one naked 
woman could lead to a naked party, and then he'd never be able to slip out 
and home! 

Leisa's eyes flashed. With open palms she ran her hands suggestively all 
around her body, bucking her lithe form back and forth with the kind of 
obscene polished motion one expects to find in a go-go dancer. Slowly, she 
let her hands near the bottom of her gown until finally she pulled it up 
over her head. 

"Don't be foolish now," Jeffrey gulped. God, he shouldn't have come! He 
couldn't make any real move to stop her because the marijuana had put him 
into such a dreamy state that he wasn't even sure he had made the coquis 
correctly. Nevertheless, he began to pass them around. He had had to make 
them in water glasses, too, not the best way to have them but ... His hands 
shaking, he gave one to each person in Leisa's spellbound audience. Christ, 
this would be some party if he only wasn't just married! 

"Wowsie wow!" Nate was chuckling as Leisa's large quivering titties thrust 
nakedly forward as her nightgown flew wildly to some spot on the floor. They 
stood out resilient and free in all their splendor, a dazzling milky white 
in contrast to her tanned skin, like double images of the full moon above in 
a stormy sky and with little pink "men-in-the-moons" playing on their small 
nipple-buds in the center. 

"Take it off! Take it off!" Jeffrey suddenly began to chant, putting Leisa's 
coquis back on the bureau for later. He was not about to interrupt her now. 

The tension was building in the room and Leisa sensed it, waiting for it to 
be so high you could slice it before she began wriggling her ripely rounded 
asscheeks more lewdly. She hadn't done this for a couple of years now, but 
you never forget, she decided, pleased with the obviously captive reaction 
she was getting. Her mouth opened slightly and the tip of her little red 
tongue protruded obscenely. All eyes flew to the dark pussy mound that was 
grinding its way to the center of attention. Her fingers occasionally 
brushed through the little curling auburn hairs, deliberately tantalizing 
the three native men who were gaping incredibly. They had never had a guest 
at the hotel quite like this before. Now she turned her back on them all so 
everyone could see the lewd rotations of her rounded white asscheeks on each 
side of the shadowy crack. 

Jeff sighed uncomfortably, trying hard at moments to pull his eyes away from 
the lascivious dancer. He noticed that Lee had been able to do so in favor 
of rolling another cigarette, but Jeff was caught like a butterfly on a pin. 
Leisa seemed to be grinding her pelvis specifically for him now, perhaps 
sensing his conflict and his desire to pull away. 

Jenny watched in growing envy as her girl friend danced wantonly back and 
forth around the room stark naked. She didn't have that kind of courage 
herself, she admitted. She wished she did in a way for the three men, now 
that Lee had finished rolling the weed, were all eyes for Leisa! 

The dancing Leisa, taking a deep breath that made her lush tits leap up and 
hold their pose, Leisa flaunted her hips with her pelvis rolling and 
undulating as though it were floating in warm and bobbing like a buoy on the 
rolling waves of the ocean. There was indeed something shameful, bold, 
sensual, primitive, and terribly exciting about her dancing, Jenny thought. 
Leisa stalked brazenly back and forth and around in front of these men, 
occasionally glancing at Jenny and Phyllis to revel in their looks of 
amazement and envy. Her beautiful body was quivering with a wild passion, 
her brown eyes glazed with lust and shining, her smooth auburn hair flowing 
around her like a veil! No one seemed able to speak until finally the music 
stopped and Leisa herself broke the silence. 

"Oh, wow, did that feel good!" she breathed, coming to a reluctant halt and 
walking brazenly naked over to the bureau for her drink that she could see 
sitting there, waiting. Tossing her now damp hair back from her shoulders, 
she sidled up close to Lee who was still watching her with a silly grin and 
an amazed expression. 

"Yeah, it sure felt good," he muttered appreciatively. 

"Aren't you going to put your clothes back on now?" asked the miserable 
Jeff, his spell broken by the conclusion of the lascivious little scene. 

"Oh, but who wants to took for it?" she asked. Jeff couldn't bring himself 
to fetch the nightgown even though he could see it quite plainly, there in a 
white puddle against the wall. 

"Not me," Lee laughed, his mood loosening from the hypnosis and his glance 
settling on her large naked tit for a long moment and then pulling slowly 
back up again. 

But she pulled away as soon as another record started to play. 

"It's so great!" she laughed. "Come on, Phyllis, don't you want to dance, 
too!" 

"Oh, yes!" the honey-haired girl squealed. Jeff's reaction to Leisa's 
original dance had not been lost on her. She was going to have that man want 
her before this night was over! 

Jenny, the most conservative of the trio, thought she would fall right out 
of Nate's arm when Phyllis began unzipping the little pink dress she had 
worn, letting it fall to her waist, her firm high-set tits still held 
tightly by her lacy brassiere. Jenny flinched and looked desperately away. 
By the time she had turned back, Phyllis had dropped the dress into a pink 
puddle on the rug and dotted it with her brassiere and panties and was 
dancing as nakedly as Leisa, her tits bouncing free with their jutting 
strawberry nipples like the delicious tops of a banana split, poking into 
hardness as all the men's eyes shifted now to her. Around and around the 
room the dancers flowed, and Jenny felt like an eternity had passed before 
she heard the disc jockey's even British voice again. 

"Come on, Jenny, you've just got to do it, too," Phyllis giggled and fell 
down onto the rug panting. 

Jenny jumped. She could swear she heard a distinct scratching from 
somewhere. Glad of the interruption, she turned around and realized that 
there was a dog scratching at the door. Glad for a diversion and before 
anyone could stop her, she had opened the door into the hallway and a huge, 
black German shepherd walked in. First he growled and then he darted 
directly to Phyllis, leapt on her seated form and swiped his big wet tongue 
against her bud-like nipples, his huge black back arched, his tail wagging, 
and his long scarlet animal cock dropping into sight! 

"Oooooohhhh,God!" Phyllis gurgled. The beast's huge forepaws thrust her 
backward onto the rug, and now he was mounting the poor naked girl, his 
thickly erect canine prick trying to find the tiny pink hole up between her 
legs. 

That decided Jeff! "Damned dog!" he cried with furious jealousy as he bolted 
up from the side of the bed where he had sat while Phyllis giggled and 
attempted weakly to push the big black beast away. 

Jenny knew next to nothing about dogs and had no idea what the animal was 
trying to do. Her attention switched over to Leisa, who was now mistily 
dancing as though she were far away on the heaths of Scotland, quite 
oblivious to the struggle beside her. But the dog remembered her and if one 
of his former lovers was not going to cooperate, perhaps the other would. He 
now scooted in front of the erotically swaying, auburn-haired beauty and 
raised his powerful head up between her tanned thighs. 

"Aaaaaauuuukkkk!" Leisa gasped, aware for the first time in a half hour of 
what was going on right here on Barbados ... to her! She reached down, 
attempting to shield her pussy mound from the dog's long, lapping red 
tongue. Then she giggled and freely opened her hands, her expression 
changing from shock to lewd recognition of the pleasure this weird assault 
on her nakedly exposed genitals offered. It wouldn't be the first time, but 
no one had to know! 

"Hey, get out of here, Jet!" Nate yelled, finally coming to life as he 
realized that Jenny might be next on the dog's list. Defensively, he stepped 
in front of the beautiful blonde, and finally Jenny, too, realized that the 
dog was making the rounds. Frightened, she opened the door to the hallway 
and slipped out. 

"What do we do to turn him off?" Jeff asked uneasily. He was familiar with 
Jet's escapades in the hotel, but he had been led to believe by the owner, 
that the dog never imposed himself where he wasn't wanted. The hotel owner 
felt that the big brute was good for business, and judging from the number 
of middle aged crones who came back year after year, Jet possibly was a star 
attraction. 

"Why turn him off?" Lee wanted to know with a malicious laugh. "He's having 
a great time and so is brown-eyes there." 

"Yeah, but he ain't going to be content with brown-eyes," Jeff said flatly. 
"And you know that as well as I do. He ain't a dog that pays any attention 
to bitches, only to naked women!" 

Jeff's obvious jealousy, his possessive glances at her, sent thrills of 
delightful lewdness up Phyllis's spine. No, she didn't want to be fucked by 
any goddamn dog ... not tonight, she didn't! 

"I know what to do," she said suddenly. "Maybe we can trick him!" She looked 
at Leisa and the girl's ecstatic face. If they waited any longer, the 
auburn-haired woman would be down on all fours inviting Jet to continue. 
Phyllis would have to work fast! 

She opened the connecting door to Leisa's room. Then she gave Jeff his 
instructions. "You hang onto this door, Jeff, and the minute that dog goes 
through, close it, okay?" 

"You're not going in there alone with that animal!" Jeff said sternly, and 
Phyllis smiled her excitement at his jealous words. 

"I won't be in there with him," she promised. "Not if you don't want me to 
be," she smiled with practiced coquetry. Her girlish, feminine voice sent 
shivers of excitement tingling throughout his muscular body. If only his 
wife didn't sound like a fog horn in comparison. 

She disappeared into Leisa's room and shortly he heard her call the dog. But 
the dog was busy with Leisa. Bravely, Jeff went up to the big black beast 
and tugged at his hefty shoulders. Jet growled in warning. 

"Listen, Jet," Jeff told him, continuing to pull. Both he and the dog heard 
the breathy, feminine voice at the same time. 

"Oh, Jeeeeetttt!" Phyllis called. At the same moment, Lee moved in on the 
aroused Leisa. He just couldn't help himself. He moved in between her and 
the dog. It was just enough to break Jet's concentration on the 
auburn-haired girl and wean him to the beautiful suggestive voice coming 
from the other room. 

The big dog turned and bounded through the connecting door into Leisa's 
room, and Jeff, almost forgetting, finally remembered to jump for the door 
and close it after him. Already he heard the other door slam, the door out 
to the hall, and the big dog scratching the wood to follow. 

"Surprise!" Phyllis called gaily as she made a grand and naked entrance from 
the hallway directly into her own room, stopping to pose against the door 
frame. 

Jeff was so relieved that he forgot to be nervous about her running around 
in the hotel halls stark naked. He forgot to be nervous about the dog's 
scratching at the paint and wood of the door in the next room. He forgot to 
be nervous about being married. In fact, he forgot that he was married! 

"Let's have another coquis," he suggested, wanting to stretch out the 
delightful party just as long as it would stretch. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

"Hey, where the hell is Jenny?" Nate suddenly asked when the excitement over 
the dog was ended, and Lee was offering him a fresh toke. 

"She slipped out on you, old brother," Lee teased, but Phyllis had seen her 
friend slip out. 

"She's afraid of dogs ... I guess," Phyllis sighed and pointed toward the 
hall door before speaking again. "She ran that-a-way," the honey-brownette 
almost lisped before falling into Jeffrey's outstretched arm. He had 
certainly lost his fears. 

Leisa was taking a draught from the marijuana cigarette offered her by Lee. 
"Did you see what that dog tried to do to my poor little pussy?" she 
giggled, trying to act as though she were completely surprised by it all. 
She didn't think it would be wise to let Lee suspect that she had been 
fucked by the dog before. 

Lee grinned enigmatically. "Jet has good taste," was all he said and tried 
to catch her before she danced away again. 

Meanwhile, Jenny, just inside her own room, heard the laughter as well as 
the music very faintly through her open door and the closed door to where 
the others were. She had no idea what the dog was doing in there and didn't 
really want to know. She heard someone cough and supposed another stick of 
marijuana was being passed around. Well, she didn't really want any more of 
that either. Her coquis was still in her hand, almost gone. She would like 
another of the exotic rum drinks, but most of all, she would like Nate to 
come. Surely whatever the dog was doing was not more interesting than she 
was! 

Well, the evening was certainly changing the tone of their vacation, and it 
was about time. She was beginning to feel that she would like to stay 
forever. It was strange to be so attracted to a black man. She had never in 
the world dreamed that such a possibility existed as far as she was 
concerned. Maybe it was part of the devilish infantilism that seemed to be 
pervading all of them as a result of so much disappointment on this vacation 
that they had all looked forward to for so long. But Nate sure was nice! She 
found herself afraid to become too outlandish like the others had because 
she sensed his more conservative nature, and it was becoming tremendously 
important to please him. She had had her moments of wishing that she, too, 
could join in the strangely lewd erotic dancing that Leisa and Phyllis had 
indulged in. But she didn't want Nate to think that she would! God, no! She 
had just found him! She planned to hold on with both hands! 

Well, dog or no dog, she didn't want to stay alone any longer. Nate might 
think she didn't enjoy parties. So finally, she summed up enough nerve to 
cross the hall again to see what was going on. Down at the far end of the 
hall, she saw the big black dog just disappearing down the stairway. She 
opened the door into Phyllis's room, but no one was there. Stunned, she 
wandered in and soon heard a peal of laughter coming from Leisa's room, so 
she moved in that direction. Curiously, she opened the door where the 
morning light was still too dim for her to see until her eyes could adjust 
to the dimness. Finally her eyes caught abruptly on Lee lying on Leisa's 
bed. 

The switchboard operator had taken off all his clothes. She recognized the 
lithe runner's body with a shocking sense of familiarity. He was now 
stroking his hands over Leisa's nakedly rounded white asscheeks as the 
curvaceous auburn-haired beauty lay on her side. Lee's strong black body was 
behind the beautiful girl, but Jenny had no trouble seeing him since he was 
so much larger than her small white girl friend and so much darker than 
Leisa could tan. As they lay facing the door, the first red rays of dawn 
were streaking Leisa's white ass. They looked as though they were posing for 
colored film. Jenny thought maybe she should look away, but she couldn't. 
She was too hypnotized by the salacious spectacle and too curious about just 
what another woman did when she made love. 

Leisa was giggling and trying to cover her budding tits with her hands, 
pretending to protect them from Lee's fingers moving over her nakedly 
curving hips and steadily upward over her sensitive, tingling skin. Her 
giggling belied her true intentions, but Lee didn't seem to mind playing the 
game with her. His fingers dug under her covering palms to grasp her round, 
highly set titties and simultaneously the rest of his muscular and lithe 
body pressed up closer from behind the little white form, against Leisa's 
slender body. 

Now Nathan's older brother was rolling the slightly built, voluptuous 
auburn-haired woman over face down on the soft bed and was crawling like a 
preying and lewdly scheming animal up between her trembling legs from behind 
as she lay on her taut belly. His large black hands were spreading her 
white, resilient asscheeks apart, and suddenly he lowered his head to lick 
his wet pink tongue into the shadowy crack of her ass! 

Jenny had never seen anything like that, and she gasped as she watched her 
new boyfriend's brother obscenely use his hot probing tongue between her 
friend's nakedly exposed and quivering asscheeks, his throbbingly bloated 
cock poling downward as he bent forward, rubbing the pinkened member against 
the rough blanket that lay beneath them. Laughing and struggling at the same 
time, Leisa seemed to be trying to squirm away, but her efforts were too 
unreal to be anything but pointless. 

Lee released her quivering ass momentarily and moved his black hands under 
her tiny waist to jerk her up to her knees, positioning the soft jellied 
moons of her ass directly in front of his visibly throbbing, blood-bloated 
veined cock. Jenny watched in open-eyed amazement as he leaned down to her 
upraised ass again, using his pink tongue to wetten the split between the 
two shimmering white globes that rose like little snow-capped hills out of 
her golden tan. 

What in the world is he doing to her? Jenny wondered in her drug-induced 
haze. What's going on? For a girl who had been around plenty, the 
twenty-four year old girl decided, she certainly had a lot to learn! 

What was most fun to watch, though, was Lee's long thick, hard cock. She 
couldn't tell whether or not it was the effect of the marijuana on her or 
just the experience of watching others make love, but it seemed to her that 
his cock had grown since he had used it on herself! It looked enormous, far 
bigger than she remembered it from ... from ... goodness, it was only 
yesterday morning that they had made love! 

Jenny was hypnotized by the strange thing he was doing to Leisa. He was 
licking at and wettening the frustratedly-trembling young woman's tiny, 
responsively quivering asshole. He was massaging his impatiently jerking 
cock in his free hand to even more monstrous proportions than it had 
already. Jenny was again visited with the sensation that it was all unreal. 
Leisa was still aimlessly struggling but still giggling. Perhaps that sort 
of thing tickled, Jenny reasoned dazedly, and she continued to watch totally 
engrossed as Lee released his throbbing black pole of inflated, aching flesh 
from his hand and began to rub it squarely between the nakedly writhing 
girl's wildly shaking asscheeks. 

What is he going to do, wondered Jenny, her blue eyes opening even wider. 
Why is he in back of her like that? She moved like a mechanical puppet into 
the room another step, able then to see more of the bedroom and got the 
shock of her life? 

Right in the middle of the floor, Jeffrey, the night manager, was lying with 
Phyllis if you could call it that! Actually he had raised himself up above 
her nakedly sprawling, golden toned body to kneel over the 
honey-brown-haired woman's face with his knees straddling her hot young body 
on either side. How black he looked against the white carpet! How black and 
exciting, Jenny found herself thinking lewdly. His long, rigidly pulsing 
black cock stood out against the carpet background like a massively 
throbbing telephone pole. He had his hand around it and was rubbing the 
glistening pinkish head against Phyllis's wetly parted red lips. Jenny saw 
that Phyllis's face came eagerly forward as Jeff thrust his hips at her 
lovely slant-eyed features, sliding the huge bulbous head deep within the 
confines of her anxiously receiving mouth. He tangled his fingers in the 
beautiful vacationer's long honey-colored hair as she began a gentle sucking 
motion. 

Jenny could see the tiny ridges of soft pink flesh pulling from Phyllis's 
lips as the night manager drew his wetly glistening cock-head painfully out 
and then fucked his throbbingly rock-hard organ back again into her 
voraciously sucking mouth. She watched transfixed as he began a rhythmic 
fucking back and forth like a saw between two lumbermen, never withdrawing 
his wetly distorted prick all the way out of her receptive mouth but just 
leaving its huge bulbous, blood-engorged tip inside the warm velvet 
moistness of the lascivious woman's voraciously gripping mouth. Then, the 
young honey-haired girl was reaching up above her own trembling thighs, 
cradling the softness of his dangling testicles in her small palms. As she 
sucked voraciously at his lust-bloated stony cock with her widely stretched 
buttery lips, Phyllis also stroked his black testicles. In the growing 
early-morning sunlight, it appeared to Jenny that his glimmering hard black 
cock was a position that fucked methodically in and out between the nibbling 
lips because that was exactly what it was made to fit! 

"Uuuummmmm. Mmmmmm," Jenny heard little mewls and groans of shameless 
pleasure erupting from Phyllis's mouth around the night manager's slippery 
fucking cock. 

But where was Nathan? Jenny's heart and head were doing a tailspin. Where 
was the elevator boy, whom she had decided was her own! Then she spotted 
him, sitting on a chair by the door to the hallway, bent in a fixed stare, 
rolling his hands together as he watched Phyllis and Jeff excitedly. There 
was a gleeful expression on his handsome black face. He seemed to be 
enjoying everything that was happening, but at least ... at least, he wasn't 
participating! 

Jenny entertained her relief too soon! 

"Hey, Nate! What are you doing sitting there all alone?" Phyllis called in 
that damned childish voice of hers. "Come on over here, honey! You can fuck 
me while I'm sucking Jeff off!" 

Jenny watched her young lover with a dazed kind of horror that immobilized 
her as Nathan pulled himself eagerly up off the chair. In no time at all he 
was out of his shirt and jacket and finally his pants. The hotel uniform lay 
in patches on the white carpet, forming a line from the chair to the couple 
writhing lasciviously in the middle of the floor. 

Phyllis was giggling even louder! "Ooooohhhh! I never fucked with two men at 
the same time before!" she cried as he stopped to pull off his shoes. "Come 
on and hurry up, Nate," she laughed, watching him hungrily. 

"Yeah, hurry up!" Jeffrey called, too. He had removed his saliva-wettened 
prick from her mouth and sounded irritated with the interruption. 

Jenny was stunned and simply stared open-mouthed at the unbelievable scene 
unfolding among her friends and her own boyfriend! Phyllis was really a very 
beautiful and apparently sexy girl. Of course, she was probably very dazed 
from the combination of marijuana and coquis. There was no other way Jenny 
could understand the girl's willingness to have two men making love to her 
at the same time. The honey-brown-haired girl was sweating and her long wavy 
hair was strung out damply across the rug, giving her an even more 
licentious appearance. There were flushed spots of excitement on the 
untanned, translucent patches of white skin, particularly around her thighs 
near her brown curling pussy triangle. She lay with her arms outstretched in 
wanton invitation at her sides, her glowing green eyes dancing up at Jeffrey 
and then at Nathan, who had moved beside her and now massaged her ripened 
young nakedly throbbing tits. 

Then Nate walked around to stand nakedly over her. "Time to spread your 
legs. Here I come," he smiled handsomely to Jenny's pain, "ready or not!" 

"Well, it certainly took you a long time! I was almost asleep!" Phyllis 
joked, but she obediently lifted her knees. From beside her, Jeffrey put a 
hand on her passionately quivering shoulder, pushing it deeper into the lush 
carpet and reinserted his bloated cock into her eagerly parting lips. 

"Aaaaaahhhh!" Phyllis gurgled. Her lovely face, neck and shoulders half 
disappeared below his kinky-haired pelvis while her rounded young ass waved 
high up in the air, inviting the young elevator boy to sink his long 
pulsating, lust-veined cock deep up inside her voraciously yearning cunt. 

Jenny was broken-hearted in one sense and yet avidly curious, too. She 
suddenly found herself leaning against the door frame, her breath coming 
fast as though she had just run a mile. She could almost not believe that 
she was actually watching Phyllis's nakedly exposed ass uplifting so that 
the handsome black elevator boy whom Jenny had marked off as her own could 
fuck the honey-haired girl. As Phyllis spread her tanned knees, her 
pink-fleshed cuntal flesh revealed itself more nakedly open, wetly 
glistening with excitement in the fast-approaching morning light. It was 
somewhat confusing in her drugged state of mind, but Jenny found herself 
growing even more confused §s a tantalizing sexual hunger all of her own 
began churning deep up inside her taut belly. She could feel her heated 
cuntal flesh beginning to moisten involuntarily as she watched her rival 
spread her long golden legs as wide as possible. 

"Come on, lift up your little old ass there," Nate commanded and the 
honey-haired woman obeyed instantly, rotating and squirming her uplifting 
girlish asscheeks with all of her might. Instead of being ashamed or 
inhibited in what she was doing, Jenny saw that she was totally enjoying it. 
Nathan's hips began to bob, too, as he proceeded to fuck his long, 
blood-engorged cock in and out of her rapaciously grasping cuntal mouth just 
as Jeffrey was doing into her equally hungry velvet throat. Jenny caught 
periodic glimpses of her friend's blissfully closed eyes and the way her 
hand was gently trailing over Nathan's dancing testicles. 

Oh God, Jenny felt the marijuana or the coquis that she had either smoked or 
drunk earlier rush to her head! The room seemed to be tilting to one side, 
as though it was too much to maintain its balance with both Nate and Jeff 
working over Phyllis. It seemed as though everybody's breathing was coming 
through on loudspeakers all of a sudden. She. felt herself getting 
light-headed, and she blinked steadily for a moment and then stared down at 
her feet on the white carpet until she regained her sense of balance. 

Whatever she expected, when she looked again, Phyllis was still furiously 
undulating and grinding her fleshily quivering ass up high in the air, the 
gentle curves of her body casting weird shadows on the wall in the 
constantly rising sunlight. Her straining belly glistened with sweat, her 
arms were slightly clenched. Her thighs were spread and quivering with 
sexual anticipation. It was raw, naked lust. There was no other name for it! 

"Hold on a second," Nate murmured. He dropped to his knees and seized her 
waving asscheeks with eager, outstretched black hands. He steadied them, 
gazed at her honey-colored pussy and its succulent pink flesh for a long 
moment and once again brought his stiffened, wetly expanded cock into 
position against her invitingly splayed-opened young cunt. The beautiful 
tourist seemed to be holding her breath as the lust-knotted cock pressed up 
harder this time between her sensitively flowering pussy lips. Then with a 
single savage thrust of his hips, the elevator boy fucked his long thickened 
cock deep up into her wetly clutching cuntal hole, bringing wild ecstatic 
mewls from the woman's lips. 

"Aaaaauuuugggghhh!" the brown-haired girl cried out, her voice strangling as 
it was muffled by Jeff's pulsating thickness in her buttery mouth. 

Jenny's blue eyes widened as Nate's hard glistening prick pulled out of 
sight between the moistly clinging tight walls as he fucked his aching cock 
up into Phyllis's little pussy hole again and again, jolting her nakedly 
writhing body with each brutal stroke. 

"Oooooohhhh! Oooooo-hhhhhh!" Phyllis gasped and moaned around Jeff's 
lust-bloated cock fucking like a pump in and out of her mouth, her voice 
trailing off into an unintelligible gurgle. 

A hot, lewd flame leapt from Jenny's belly and up into her tingling tits. 
She thought she should still be shocked and hurt by Nathan's abandonment of 
her, but she realized suddenly that she was thoroughly enjoying it! She had 
never in her life seen anything so wildly exciting! Phyllis's naked, sunlit 
body began to buck and quiver, anxiously thrusting itself back up to meet 
the elevator boy's black lusting cock as it fucked deeply into her tightly 
thirsty little pussy! Nathan's brown eyes glowed with a lewd dire as he 
fucked unmercifully into her sucking young cunt, not holding back a single 
bit, fucking like a well-oiled piston into her with all his weight and 
strength. Her entire tossing, hot little body vibrated like a living 
jellyfish on the prowl under his fucking strokes, her ample tits jiggling 
and dancing obscenely, finally flattening out as they brushed up against his 
black, muscular chest. 

Oh God, I thought it was depraved to take on one man after the other, Jenny 
thought. But somehow, fucking two men at the same time looked impossible and 
yet was even more obscene, more thrilling than what Lee and Nathan had made 
her do! Unlike Jenny the morning before, Phyllis was totally subjugated. She 
was nothing more than an abject slave to the depraved and unrestrained 
desires of Jeffrey and Nathan, who fucked with ever greater force and 
strength into her defensively clenching cuntal walls and sucking mouth. Her 
naked form had almost disappeared between their two masculine black bodies. 
At this point she had no purpose in life but to satisfy the two lust-driven 
men! 

Jenny gave a little moan along with Phyllis. "Oooooh, God!" A wild thought 
bolted through her own mind and she quickly dismissed it. For a split 
second, though, she wished that she was Phyllis. The whole idea of getting 
fucked so savagely, so wantonly by Jeff and Nate at the same time was 
difficult to put out of her mind, but she did it. Yet as she moved in a 
little farther toward the depraved spectacle, she had to squeeze her warm, 
moistening thighs tightly together. The wet heat of her rapidly responding 
cunt was becoming almost unbearable. God, it was too much! 

"Aaaaaauuuuggghhhh!" a man's loud grunt echoed around the bedroom. With a 
roar, the night manager of the plush hotel had stiffened and cum like a 
ravaging lion into the beautiful tourist's obscenely stretched mouth. His 
black face contorted with desire. Jenny could see his rock-hard ass flex and 
untighten as he arched his hips a final time. Then his entire body 
torturously convulsed as he came again and again, shooting his hot creamy 
male sperm deep into Phyllis's gurgling, hungrily sucking, velvet throat. 

Pulling away from her, Jeffrey collapsed onto his-back on the carpet, 
gasping out the euphoria of his orgasm. His melting eyes flickered over at 
Phyllis, who was grinding her lust-drenched little honey-brown pussy lips 
hard up against Nathan's pile-fucking cock, ecstatically delirious moans 
coming from deep in her throat. Then finally, he staggered to his feet and 
moved out of the morning sunlight coming through the window to sit on the 
chair where Nathan had originally been sitting. 

"Aaaaaahhhhh!" Leisa suddenly screamed a shrill note of pleasure that 
reverberated through the room. 

Quickly turning her head back to the other side of the large bedroom, Jenny 
saw that Leisa had changed position, that she was kneeling in front of Lee's 
black form now, and her reluctant moans had changed into wails of rapturous 
surrender. The switchboard operator was sodomizing the bent over young 
vacationer. His thick, lewdly glistening cock could be seen fucked half-way 
up into her unbelievably straining little asshole. 

Leisa's hips moved eagerly backward to meet the thrust of Lee's fucking his 
lust-hardened cock hotly up into her stretching, defensively resisting 
asshole. Her hotly naked young body undulated beneath him, and her girlishly 
small asscheeks rotated in tight abandoned circles that signified intense 
enjoyment. 

"Oooooohhhhh! Aaaaaahhhhh! Oooooohhhhh!" she chanted beneath his long 
powerful fucking into her tightly puckering asshole. Lee became wilder and 
wilder in response, and he moaned himself as he fucked into her so hard that 
the auburn-haired vacationer suddenly collapsed to the bed under the weight 
of him. 

And yet Leisa screamed again ... screamed out a cry of near exaltation! 

"Oh, God! Don't stop! Keep it up! Aaaaauuuugggghhhh!" The cruelly ravaged 
girl was going out of her head with wanton desire. Her delicately curving 
young body began convulsing and jerking out a mind-blowing orgasm that Jenny 
Schofield thought would never stop. At the same time, Lee, the switchboard 
operator, was reaching his own wild peak, and he fucked forward in a deep 
plunge to embed his spasmodically jerking rock-hard cock deep into her 
thirstily milking little asshole. He tottered onto her back then, dragging 
the nakedly trembling girl with him. Then they both collapsed in an 
exhausted heap, draping one very black and one very nut brown arm over the 
side of the bed. 

Jenny was just about going out of her mind! She had seen things in the last 
few minutes that she had never expected to witness in her entire life, and 
now she wanted in on some of this action that was going on so lewdly around 
her. Leisa and Phyllis were more turned on than she had ever been or thought 
possible to be. Whatever they had done to bring it on, she wanted to do 
also! 

"Jennnnnyyyyy!" Jeff had noticed her and now was rising to his feet, nakedly 
holding out his arms to her. 

Still, Jenny was modest and held back. Her fingers clutched more tightly to 
the door frame, and she could feel a deep blush spreading up from her neck 
to her face and into the roots of her blonde hair, whether from her own 
inner excitement or embarrassment at having been caught watching, she didn't 
know. The night manager strode across the floor, catching her by her slim 
wrist. 

"Oh, no, please!" she begged, trying to wrench away. 

"Oh, yes, pretty please," he said, holding tightly to her pulling arm. 
"Nooooo!" 

But suddenly Jenny was pulled forward and up over the bed so that she almost 
fell onto it but caught her balance just in time. Then she just stood there, 
feeling befuddled while Jeff unzipped her dress and pulled it up over her 
head. She glanced away momentarily at Nate, who was furiously pounding his 
fucking cock up between Phyllis's swaying legs. He looked like he was going 
to cum at any second, and the next thing Jenny knew, she was in her little 
bikini panties and Jeff was pulling her down onto the bed where Lee and 
Leisa had been. 

Wondering what had become of them, Jenny looked around the room for Lee and 
Leisa, but she couldn't see them anywhere. And then she turned back as she 
felt Jeff hurriedly pulling her flimsy nylon panties down her legs. She 
reached out but he was already tossing them aside. In fact, she saw them fly 
over her head toward the other side of the bed, where they disappeared onto 
the floor. 

"Oooooohhhhh!" she gasped as Jeff's hand fell onto her nakedly throbbing 
pussy mound. His long black fingers massaged the already well lubricated 
folds of her love-starved, pinkly flushed cuntal flesh fingering her hard 
clitoral bud and rubbing it gently as her whole body shivered with an 
ungovernable spasm of delight. She was almost certain that she was ready to 
cum right then! But simultaneously, Jeff's other hand began to rub the full 
straining mounds of her alabaster white tits, squeezing their firm 
resilience between his fingers, then drumming his fingertips over the 
spiked-out strawberry nipples. 

"Aaaahhhh," Jenny could not help sighing in undeniable pleasure. Frustration 
had been eating her up, and she could feel her hotly throbbing cunt already 
aching, already wildly hungry for something more substantial than his 
probing black finger. She could not resist as he pushed her down on her back 
and kneeled up over her before shoving her long slender white legs nearly 
double back up against her heaving chest. 

"Aaaaahhhh," she gasped delightedly from his sudden impatient roughness. She 
glanced down at the rigid column of pulsating, blood-bloated flesh that was 
his cock, the stiff wonderful hard rod that she had felt enlarging against 
her naked white thigh stood out long and black and gleaming like a witch's 
sword from his kinky-haired loins. She shivered in a wild excitement as he 
climbed to his knees over her, poising the desire-lengthened, lust-engorged 
cock less than an inch from her hungrily pulsating cunt. In the background 
somewhere, she swore she could hear Leisa and Lee moving. Oh God! Suddenly 
an overpowering desire came to her! She had to have it! Oh, God! She had to! 

"Jeff," she gasped, already rolling quickly over onto her stomach. "Let's do 
it the way Lee and Leisa did it, okay? Do it that way to me, please!" 

Jeffrey stared at the young barely tanned blonde who was pulling up now onto 
her knees, raising her nakedly exposed white asscheeks in lewd invitation to 
him. 

"I'm not sure...." the night manager tried to say, but the sight of her 
lewdly waving ass was hard to resist. In fact, it was impossible to resist, 
he decided suddenly. The sight of those beautiful white moons dancing for 
him was all the encouragement hereally needed to forget any qualms. He took 
one good long look at Jenny's eagerly quivering asscheeks and placed his 
lust-thickened cock-head against her tightly clenching asshole, which was 
puckered in lewd anticipation. He thrust into her with all his strength. 

"Waaaaiiiittt!" Jenny yelled. "Not so fast!" she groaned. It was different 
than she had expected. The pain was unbelievable. Her desire for it had 
grown from the tickling, tingling excitement, entirely pleasurable, that had 
centered there when she was watching Leisa. But the actual experience was 
something entirely different! It felt like her small rubbery tight virginal 
brown hole was splitting before the thick staff of hard, swollen flesh that 
was trying to fuck into it from behind. 

"Gooooooddddd! You're killing me!" she screamed, but her protest was futile 
for Jeffrey, having started, couldn't have stopped now if he had wanted to, 
and he had no real reason to want to! Why should he be concerned about these 
women? They had tricked him into this lewd orgy in spite of his desire to be 
faithful, at least a little longer, to his wife! He therefore continued to 
push his long thick cock inch by painful inch up into her defensively 
clenching brown asshole. 

"Stop! Please stop!" she called back to him thickly. 

But the torturing pressure continued. Jeffrey did lean over her back to 
reach around her waist and down between her wildly trembling legs to fondle 
her sensitively nibbling, passion-drenched pussy lips and the little 
hardened pink bud of a clitoris, whereupon the change from pain to pleasure 
was almost immediate for the beautiful blonde. A growing excitement surged 
through the subserviently kneeling young woman as she felt his pulsing cock 
buried far up inside the warm rubbery clinging walls of her rectum, bringing 
her a strange masochistic pleasure, the like of which she had never 
experienced before in her entire life or even her experience with all the 
men she had been to bed with at one time or other. 

"Oh, God, yes! That's exactly what I needed," she called out as the young 
night manager began fucking in and out of her tightly stretched asshole, 
reaming her rectum with manifold pleasures that tingled throughout her body 
from there. 

Jeffrey rucked his madly throbbing cock deep up inside the hot spongy flesh 
of her rectal walls, excited sweat pouring off his muscular chest onto her 
passionately shuddering, almost pure white back in small streams that 
glittered at times like diamonds in the early morning sunlight. Jenny's face 
was twisted now with the delirium of her approaching orgasm as every 
backward lunge she made sent the heavily swelling tip of his thick cock 
deeper and deeper up into her belly. 

"Aaaarrrggghhh!" she moaned. "Fuck me, Jeff! Fuck my asshole good! 
Oooohhhh!" 

All of a sudden Jenny became conscious of moving hands that roamed at will 
under her nakedly quivering upper body, returning always to her dangling 
tits where they fondled and massaged and caressed their soft, warm 
resiliency. It seemed like an awfully lot of hands. She tried to see. 

Now she could feel her aroused nipples digging hard into grasping palms and 
opened her tightly clenched eyes again. This time a man's body had moved 
into focus. It was Nathan, the elevator boy. 

"Come on, Jenny, and suck my cock for me! Put my cock in your mouth," he 
wheezed hoarsely. Then he said to Jeff, who was still fucking his 
blood-engorged prick furiously up into Jenny's clinging rectum from behind. 
"Hey, hold on a minute, pal. Jenny can suck my cock while you're fucking her 
ass." 

Nate moved again from beside the sodomized head of the beautiful blonde he 
had wanted all to himself, and she watched as he sat down on the bed, 
inserting his lust-stiffened loins beneath her white face. Then she felt his 
hotly pulsating cock pressing eagerly up against her buttery lips. Jenny 
kept her blue eyes open in delight as the satiny cock-head, a beautiful 
shade of pink-tinted black, brushed against her willingly ovaled lips. She 
had never sucked a man's cock before, either, and ... and she wanted to do 
it ... do it now ... especially Nathan's! The fact that behind her, between 
her widely held legs, the night manager of the plush hotel was fucking her 
in the ass as deeply as he could with his long, rock-hard black cock made it 
all just the more wicked and exciting! 

She opened her soft little mouth and her lips rounded gently around Nate's 
long hard cum-filled cock. She was pleasantly surprised by its warm rubbery 
texture and slight pungent male flavor, and she was especially ecstatic over 
the way it was throbbing in her mouth like a little heart such as a 
hummingbird might have. Then Nathan began to revolve his hips slowly back 
and forth in front of her face, flexing the muscles of his ass to drive his 
wildly throbbing cock deeper into her soft, warm, velvet mouth. 

She accepted it lovingly and enthusiastically, even though convulsively. She 
hollowed the warmly clasping insides of her mouth around the thickly 
throbbing shaft until all of it was absorbed and the spongy, desire-enlarged 
head brushed the back of her throat deeply. Only a tiny stretch of the thick 
fleshy base showed between her nose and his dark black kinky pubic hair as 
she tightened her lips like an elastic band around its exciting thickness. 

Behind her Jeffrey arched his hips back as far as he could, and then he 
fucked his long thick cock right up to his pelvis with a body-jolting 
thrust. Jenny groaned in a wild sexual delirium as she felt its hardness 
pushing even deeper inside her hungrily gripping hole. He began to fuck into 
her with a deliberately low rhythm that whipped the ever-growing flames of 
insatiable desire into a raging inferno. Every plunging fuck, rippling like 
steel through her rapturously clinging rectal walls, brought her closer and 
closer to a new and higher peak of ecstatic pleasure than she had ever 
experienced before. 

All of a sudden, Jenny reached behind them both, her sharp nails biting like 
barbed hooks into Jeffrey's black asscheeks, holding him pressed firmly 
against her wantonly undulating white ass. With each downward thrust of his 
hips, she pulled with all her strength, driving his long ass-fucking cock as 
far as it would go up into her no longer virginal, squirming rectum! 

"Oh, my God! Nothing in this world has ever felt so wonderful!" she mumbled 
almost incoherently around Nate's lust-swollen cock, bobbing her head in 
lewd circles around the burgeoning prick in a lewd imitation of intercourse. 

Jenny knew that she was nearing her climax. She could tell by the now 
familiar unbelievable rippling sensation that intensified to the point of 
explosion within her desire-tightened belly. 

Suddenly, the very heavens seemed to explode and she was right up there with 
the bursting stars! 

"Oh, God! Fuck me! Fuck me! Both of you fuckkkkkk!" she moaned, caught up in 
its sudden joy, her arms flailing helplessly at her sides. "Fuck my mouth!" 
she screamed. "Fuck my ass!" 

Jeffrey stepped up his wildly pounding rhythm, fucking as hard as he could 
up into her tight anal hole, tunneling faster and faster through the warm 
velvety walls that milked and sucked at his exploding cock. Sweat was 
pouring off his back as he shoved his long throbbing, lustily swollen cock 
into her again and again and again! Then a grin flashed over his 
lust-contorted face as he felt the first tremors within her belly like the 
coming of an earthquake! 

"Aaaaauuuuggghhh!" With her little remaining strength, Jenny lifted Jeff's 
weight on her back and opened her mouth to gurgle. "Oh, God, I'm 
cuuummmiiinnnggg! I'mmmm cuuuuummmmiiiinnnnggg!" 

Jeff's strong arms reached under her tapering waist and held her white 
little ass completely off the bed as he fucked up into her convulsing rectal 
hole with every ounce of energy he could summon, rocking his loins back and 
forth with a savage motion as he buried his wildly ejaculating prick into 
her rectum. One more deeply plunging, warmly exciting fuck ... then another 
... and finally his white hot eruption splattered deep up inside her belly, 
to be joined there by Nathan's powerfully jetting spurts of cream now 
shooting down her choking throat. Through a mindless haze of pleasure, Jenny 
could feel everything, the two hot floods of male cum that filled her 
insides to bursting and the joy, a rapture which was so sweet and so 
powerful that it shorted out her senses and she felt herself falling, 
falling, into oblivious exhaustion on the big, soft, plush hotel bed! 

When the party finally broke up, the men went home while Jenny helped 
Phyllis clean up her room. There were maids to do that sort of thing in a 
hotel like this, but the working girl vacationers were not accustomed to 
such service and never thought of leaving the mess. Both Phyllis and Leisa 
collapsed afterwards, and only Jenny was still wide awake. So much that was 
new and exciting had happened to her that she was in an adventurous mood, 
not a sleepy one now. 

There was no doubt that she was going to be rather sore in both her ass and 
her cunt for a while, but she would go through it again if she would be sore 
for three months! Never had she felt such complete elation and satisfaction 
in her young body. She had always supposed that she was an experienced 
woman, but now she wondered what else there might be for her to learn. 

She had put her little pink cocktail dress back on and was starting across 
the hall, her head in the clouds of remembering the crazy, wonderful morning 
with those marvelous native men whom she sure wished she could take back 
with her when she could have sworn that she was being watched. Gingerly she 
looked around her but saw no one. It was probably another effect of such 
complete satisfaction, she decided. She felt so complete and so cared for 
that she felt admired ... even by the pictures on the wall, she giggled. A 
bearded Spanish-looking man with a red ribbon across his chest was indeed 
staring at her from the wall! Laughing at herself and her imagination, Jenny 
unlocked her door. She was headed for the beach because today was obviously 
going to be her day! 

Then suddenly, as she was going through the door into her own room, though 
she heard not a sound behind her, she was almost thrown off balance by the 
racing body of the big black dog, who bounded in ahead of her and then had 
the nerve to sit, watching her enter and wagging his big heavy tail. 

Jenny should have been angry or frightened or something! She was not a great 
dog lover. In fact, she knew little about them except the crazy kind of 
useless facts that one picks up casually from a newspaper story or an 
overheard conversation. Two ideas about dogs struck her simultaneously. This 
Jet, as she had heard him called at the party, was a male German shepherd, 
but it was the female shepherd who was used for seeing-eye dogs because they 
were so dependable, unless they were in heat, of course. Well Jenny could 
understand that. She suspected that there were going to be times from now on 
when she would not be so dependable herself and for much the same reason! 
She giggled! 

What a crazy mood she was in! 

She also remembered, though, that when males were used for seeing-eye 
purposes, that they often ran away from their masters whenever they scented 
a bitch. She had read somewhere that their mating instinct was far stronger 
than any training, however long. Well, humans were not so different, she 
decided. A human who really knew what sex was all about ... and it was more 
than Jenny had ever realized before ... was probably as untrainable as any 
dog! 

But there was something else that crossed Jenny's adventurous mind this 
morning as she stared at the big black dog who had barged into her room. 
Maybe he was someone's seeing-eye dog, but maybe he was just kind of a Don 
Juan! She was remembering a scene from a sexy book that she had once seen. 
It had a series of pictures in it of a beautiful woman playing with herself 
until she got very hot. Then this enormous dog bounded up on the couch and 
started licking her cunt. Then her face became contorted in what was 
supposed to be moans and groans in the next pictures until the dog had 
enough of licking her. Then it showed how he nuzzled her over onto all fours 
and fucked into her from behind and actually came inside of the woman! It 
looked as though the woman had cum, too! 

She couldn't shake the image of these pictures as she stared uneasily at the 
enormous Jet sitting expectantly in front of her. Suddenly Jenny shivered 
with the lurid thrill of what she was thinking. It was her day, wasn't it? 
Of course, the book could have been a put-on, a batch of trick photography 
of some sort. But she couldn't seem to help the urge to find out! She closed 
the door to her room with the dog inside. Then she made the big decision, 
lying down on her bed on her back, spreading her white legs and methodically 
massaging her shrunken clitoris. It was possible that her cuntal area was 
played out for a while, she thought, but she would try. 

Sure enough. She felt slight stirrings there very shortly. Slight as they 
were, they were indication that it would not be long before the soft fleshy 
, expanse was lubricated with sweet cunt juices once more. The idea of what 
she was going to try filled her mind with lewd salacious images. She 
recalled the description in the book of the dog's cock and how much fun it 
had been to read it. It was long and scarlet and his furry balls had slapped 
the girl smartly. Ooooohhhh! She could feel it already! 

Wisps of pleasure stirred in her loins, and soon she was moist enough to try 
her experiment with the dog. She slid one finger as far up inside her cunt 
as it would go, drew it out glistening with richly pungent juices and held 
it down in front of the dog's nose. He raised his enormous head, sniffed at 
the finger, and stared at her as though watching for some sign of what she 
wanted him to do. Then he began to lick and lap at the proffered finger, 
Obviously savoring the taste. 

Jenny reached down to her cunt again and inserted two fingers up her 
feverishly responding, pulsing hole. This time the big black beast was on 
his feet waiting for her when she extended her hand, and his long pink 
tongue curled avidly around her fingers, sucking and licking them clean of 
her lust-juices. When there was no more, he gave a little whine and looked 
up at her with a beseeching expression in his fierce brown eyes, and Jenny 
knew at that moment that the dog knew what it was all about. But he was 
patient, more so than a man. He was willing to do it her way, whatever that 
way was? 

She looked down and saw that under his lean flanks the pointed tip of his 
prick was already protruding obscenely from its hairy sheath, gleaming 
scarlet red in the daylight streaming in her windows just like the book had 
described it! She couldn't help but wonder just how patient he was! 

"Take it easy, Jet," Jenny whispered. She started padding around the room to 
see what would happen. The big dog ambled after her, sniffing at her ass. 
She brushed her hair and put on some lip gloss and all the while, the dog 
kept on sniffing. Then she started for the door, but there was Jet, barring 
her way. He did not growl. He wagged his tail, but it was very clear that he 
was not going to let her out. Surely she could get him to follow her down 
the hall, she thought. She stuck her hand between her legs again, drew it up 
her still moist cuntal crack and let him lick off the aromatic juices, but 
he wouldn't move toward her hand. She had to take it to him! When she 
reached over him and tried to pull open the door, a deep growl rumbled in 
his mighty chest. 

Jenny had been too satisfied this morning to be able to plunge right into a 
relationship with the big dog. She felt like teasing him, like seeing what 
she could induce him to do. She went back to her bed and sat down on the 
edge facing him with her skirt hiked up and her slim shapely legs spread far 
apart. 

Hesitantly she reached down and pulled the sparsely haired outer lips of her 
cuntal area apart, exposing as much of the moistly pink succulent flesh of 
her cunt as she could. Another shiver racked her slender girlish body. 

"Come on, Jet," she called softly, watching with a mixture of dread and 
spine-tingling fascination as the great black animal trotted eagerly toward 
her with his long pink tongue lolling sideways from his powerful jaws. 

As the big dog's agile tongue slobbered lustfully at her lewdly exposed 
genitals, Jenny found herself sinking into a weirdly passive, trance-like 
state where the distinction between man and animal seemed to gradually 
disappear in the waves of sudden obscene pleasure that started to buffet her 
yielding body this way and that. The sight of the huge brute's head buried 
under her pink dress between her slender shapely thighs didn't frighten her 
hardly any now but sharpened the arrows of delight that were lancing out 
along her quivering nerve ends. 

His tongue was far longer and stronger than any human's could ever be. When 
he speared it deep up into her widely dilated cunt hole, it felt like a soft 
supple cock fucking its way along the slick elastic walls of her cunt. It 
hadn't taken him long to find out where the tasty juices he liked so much 
were coming from, thought Jenny, and she was more convinced than ever that 
this dog was a professional rape-artist. What a laugh, she thought. I was 
trying to teach him! He nuzzled and licked the fearfully throbbing little 
nub of her swollen clitoris a couple of times, then licked her cuntal crack 
all the way down to her still-tender asshole. 

Then suddenly he had started concentrating on driving his sinewy tongue as 
far up her cunt as it would go and curling it up so that it slid maddeningly 
over her deliciously aching clitoris. God, it was almost like being fucked 
and sucked at the same time. Jenny slumped back flat on the bed, and her 
blonde head began to flail from side to side as the irresistible surge of 
pleasure in her loins mounted and mounted. It was only when his two great 
paws suddenly plopped down on the sheet on either side of her and she felt 
his slimy pointed cock rubbing wetly along the inside of her thighs that she 
began to have tremors of fear. 

Quickly she twisted out from under the over-excited animal, catching a 
glimpse of five or six inches of glistening scarlet cock jerking spastically 
under his dark belly, and she jumped from the bed, running toward the door, 
almost falling so that for one unfortunate moment she was bent forward with 
her ass stuck up in the air. Immediately, the impatient dog was behind her, 
his heavy paws pounding down on her shoulders as he leaped on top of her, 
jabbing blindly between her splayed asscheeks with the moist rubbery tip of 
his fully distended prick. It poked into the tightly clenched little ring of 
her asshole and she flinched away. Not twice in the same morning, she 
thought. 

Jenny had lost her desire to tease the dog sexually. Now she was afraid and 
also cognizant that she was going to have to finish what she had started 
whether she liked it or not. Overcoming a new sense of deep repugnance, she 
reached behind her, caught the thickly hot glutinous tube of his unsheathed 
cock in her hand and guided it into her cuntal orifice. 

The great black beast gave an almost human little moan as he skewered deep 
up into her and began a frantic humping movement that drove the pulsating 
shaft all the way to the hilt on each surging fuck, and she felt the hair of 
his coat prickling her sensitive cunt lips while his heavy balls slammed 
against her reawakening clitoris. She was helplessly pinioned under his 
brute weight with her cheek pressed painfully into the floor by the door, 
and every bone in her body ached from the cramped unnatural position he had 
forced her into. She was sure that the entire experience was going to be 
nothing but horror, but gradually the frenzied pounding of the huge animal's 
lust-bloated cock against her own evoked a response deep in her loins and 
involuntarily she began to squirm her ass back at him, feeling a heightening 
glow of pleasure with each furious fuck! 

God! She hoped neither of her girl friends came through the door at this 
moment. You can't sink any lower than this, she told herself numbly, yet 
despite her opinion, she found herself abandoning her body completely to the 
bestial fucking of the slavering brute on top of her, rhythmically 
contracting the slickly elastic walls of her cunt to squeeze every ounce of 
erotic sensation from the staccato hammering of his fucking cock. All sense 
of shame at this obscenely depraved coupling with the giant dog was blotted 
from her mind by the dark storm of urgent need gathering in the core of her 
being. Her growing excitement was signaled to her frayed nerve-ends by 
jagged lightning streaks of excruciatingly intense enjoyment. She wasn't 
going to be able to sit down for a month! 

And God! The animal was going to cum, she realized, just about the time she 
was catapulted out into the starlit night of her own soul-wrenching orgasm. 
And there he was! She felt the first boiling spurts of his animal sperm 
racing deep into her thirsty cunt from his spastically jerking brute-cock. 
After a long moment, the exhausted dog pushed himself off her back with his 
paws, but still Jenny didn't move. For some reason she had thought of the 
Captain. No, a dog was not the lowest, she realized suddenly ... but a man 
who didn't satisfy ... that was the only hell in sex!!! 


THE END
