AUNT SADIE'S DOG
By J.S. Bradley


Foreword

In today's society, the agonies of rape go beyond the act of a woman's violent
ravagement. In many cases, there is as much mental anguish for the victim who seeks
justice as there is for the woman who chooses to remain silent about her past.
AUNT SADIE'S DOG is the story of a woman who has chosen to remain silent, who
has chosen to remain fearful of all men in general, and of sex in particular. Yet, she's a
woman who needs love and companionship – which she finds happily in the company
of her pet collie, and later, in the arms of her brother-in-law and his family.
Many members of society would condemn Sadie's actions, just as they would condemn
the men who had violated her and planted the seed of sexual anguish within her – yet,
she has overcome a traumatic event and all her anxieties. For Sadie, her way of life
helped her to forget a past tragedy and gave her hope for a future happiness. In today's
troublesome world, how many others could conquer their fears and find a happier life?
-The Publisher


Chapter 1

They were fucking well coming after her again...
Sadie glanced over her shoulder and saw them, three of them. They were vague in
outline, nebulous and dream-like, but there was no mistake about them or what they
wanted to do to her.
They swaggered and rolled their shoulders and bumped their pricks toward her. They
stared at the way her cute young ass wriggled inside the tight pants as she hurried along
the dark street.
They passed in front of a store window, and the sputtering sign cast a greenish hue over
them, giving a ghastly, nightmarish quality to their lustful grins.
A block behind them, the movie house was dark already, locked up after the last feature
she'd just seen. Ahead of her, three blocks away, lay home and safety.
But she wasn't going to make it. Sadie knew it by the hollow ache in her cuntal walls.
She knew it by the way her breath caught in her throat and the way her knees locked
and gave and made her lurch along through the darkness.
She sucked in air. Her pert buttocks clenched tightly and released. Her budding,
fourteen-year-old tits pushed fitfully against the thin material of her blouse.
They jiggled and swayed firmly on her chest, unrestrained by a bra, and the rubbing of
her nipples made the sensitive nubs spike and stretch from the ends of her pointed tits,
as if they yearned for her to slow down and let warm mouths suckle them.
Her young cunt lips, puffy and just newly adorned with corn silk strands of pubic hair
this past year, betrayed her too. She could feel them flaring apart in her tight panties in
readiness. It was as if they were yearning too, as if they wanted to purse around and
suckle mancream from the stiff pricks behind her, when they should have been drawing
together tightly in an attempt to guard her virginal pussy.
It was as if her whole body knew that she wasn't going to make it to safety and was
preparing for the inevitable fate of receiving three fucking, spewing pricks into its
depths.
She gasped and turned ahead. The world spun dreamily. She began to run. She heard
them laugh crudely, the sound hollow and echoing, as if through a long tunnel.
She knew they could run faster than she could, but it didn't matter. She had to try to
escape them. Panic set in and began to overwhelm her. Breath rasped in and out of her
lungs and made her young tits heave.
But even if she made it to the house, it was empty. Did they know her parents were
gone for two days? Is that why they picked this night to chase her?
Her sandals slapped against the sidewalk and threatened to come off her feet. Her flared
pants legs tangled about her ankles and nearly tripped her.
The weight of her tits was alien to her. They had ripened and filled in the past year
with an alarming surge of growth, and they were now getting in the way of her
swinging arms.
She panted and gasped. Her feet struggled through thick molasses, slowing her terribly,
yet they loped along behind her in a taunting pace, toying with her, laughing at her
terror and breathlessness.
Just when she clambered onto the wooden porch and flung the door open, they were
behind her, bursting into the empty house with her. She ran up the stairs to her room,
screaming, gasping for breath, dizzy... everything spinning...
She fell across her bed and bounced. She got up. They circled the bed, cornering her
against the wall. She got up. The dark one pushed her down, grinning.
She got up again. The fat one pushed her down. His freckles swam before her vision.
She screamed and stood again, and the wiry strength of the third one spun her onto her
back.
They all grinned. They toyed with her. She got up, and they pushed her down. They
didn't grab her and strip her and rape her. They frustrated her first. They turned her
into a gasping, whimpering, helpless, frustrated animal first.
They did it until she couldn't fight any more. Her strength left her totally and suddenly.
She couldn't even lift her hands to her face to sob into them.
She fell back limply and watched their spinning faces grin down on her. The dark one
sat on the edge of the bed. He put his hand on her tit and massaged it gently. He
massaged her shoulder and the back of her neck.
She didn't want him to touch her. But she had no strength left, no will, no fight –
nothing. Besides, his touch was strangely comforting and tender.
The others stood and watched as he unbuttoned her blouse and spread the halves wide
and gazed at the pointed, firm, pink-nippled perfection of her tits.
He put his mouth to them and sucked the ends between his lips, spiking them, making
sensation surge through her helpless, limp body. He undid the fastenings of her pants
and pulled them down her body.
She watched her pink panties appear. She watched them stare at her cunt and lick their
lips. She watched the yellow strands of silk gleam under the light.
"No-o-o..." she moaned weakly.
He grinned. The others grinned. The tip of his finger slid between the puffy partings of
her pussy lips. It traced up and down her silky gap. She felt her cunt squirm
shamelessly with virgin heat, and she moaned again.
She tried to close her thighs. It seemed that all he had to do was breathe upon them,
and they would open again. She had never felt so frustrated, so helpless in all her life.
She was totally overpowered by them. It was a feeling she knew she would never forget
– the helplessness before their superior strength.
His fingertip circled her clit. She had just learned what joys her clit could bring her. For
the past month, she had lain in her bed at night and discovered the surges of orgasm
again and again as her own fingers swirled and slopped through her sodden, virginal
pussy flesh.
Now that he was touching it, her clit jumped and stretched for more of the wonderful
stimulation. It was a shameless betrayal. She had no control over it, just as she had
none over her muscles any more.
The other two had slipped their pants off. They stood beside the bed with their stiff
cocks in their hands, jacking them slowly, looking down at her.
Sadie stared at their pricks, the first she had really seen, this close, this stiff, this 
red and pulsing. She had dreamed about pricks. She had fantasized about them fucking into 
her pussy when she masturbated, and now she was staring at them.
She moaned softly. She felt the finger at her pussy, going around and around, titillating
her clit, pushing just into the mouth of her virginal cunt and making wet sounds there.
The wiry boy climbed onto the bed and knelt beside her. As if on signal, the two of
them dipped their heads and sucked her spiked nipples into their mouths and jacked
their pricks.
"Ohhhhhh..." she moaned, feeling her senses spin.
It was unreal. It was a careening, swimming experience. The dark one stood and
stripped from his pants and held his cock in his hand and climbed onto the bed
between her legs.
She wanted to fight, but she couldn't. She was helpless before them. He put his hands
on her inner thighs, and the silken limbs seemed to spread on oiled joints.
Her pussy sucked open. He stared into it. The head of his prick swelled and throbbed
and became red. The two stopped sucking her tits. They put the heads of their cocks
against her pointed ends and moved them back and forth over her nipples.
The touch was velvety and hot. Their silky flesh slid through the saliva-slick flesh. The
eyes opened wide and leaked clear, slippery fluid over her nipples that made the
rubbery nubs burn with sensation.
The one at her thighs leaned forward. The pulsing cockhead touched her pussy lips. He
slid it up and down her satiny gap and circled the straining tip of her clit with it.
Then he placed the pulsing glans at the mouth of her cunt. He positioned himself. He
looked into her eyes. Then he pushed.
"Ahhhhhhhgh!" she cried sharply.
The pain.
But then the pain became vague and fuzzy. The world spun dreamily, and the pain
became something else. It blended and merged with another sensation.
Her thighs quivered. She felt her cuntal walls squeeze against the flesh of his wedging
hips. She felt the length of his prick shove into her virginal tunnel – in and in...
It was into her very depths. It throbbed at the base of her belly, deep inside it. He
pressed his cock up against her clit at the same time. His whole cock stretched her cunt
open and made the silky walls pulse and throb and flood with satiny oils.
He fucked her slowly, back and forth, making her feel every inch of his prick as it slid
in and out. She felt his balls press warmly into the crack of her ass and make her anus
throb.
Sensation overwhelmed her. She stared at the two full pricks nosing into her firm tits
and leaking all over them. She felt the dark one's weight pressing her buttocks into the
bed.
And then his hands were scooping under her ass-cheeks. He lifted, and her pussy
opened widely and sucked at his prick and drew it shamelessly into her body.
She moaned repeatedly, not wanting it, yet having no control over any of it, not even
the spasming twitches and surges of her own body.
She didn't know how it happened. Her arms lifted. Her hands opened. They fitted
around the pricks bearing against her tits. They squeezed the rigid shafts into her flesh,
burying them in firm tit succulence so that her nipples rubbed and rubbed against the
throbbing cocks and made them leak silky oil on her flesh.
Her pussy lifted up. It opened wide. It sucked and drew at the stiff prick inside it. Her
hips shook. Her buttocks clenched and spasmed in his hands.
The world spun away dreamily. A sound of animal pleasure tore from her throat, and
she began to come.
She stiffened and shuddered violently. She felt her cuntal walls suck and pulse around
his throbbing cock. She felt the sudden rush of his cum into her pussy's depths, and she
heard the choked cry.
Mancream gushed hotly over one of her tits, spurting and hosing through her
squeezing fingers, spraying from the soft firmness of her tit mound. It bathed her hot
nipple and washed down into a puddle in the center of her chest and jiggled there as
she came and came again.
Sucking, sloshing sounds oozed from her pussy. Fluid spurted out around her suckling,
grasping cunt lips and trickled over her asshole and made it pulse heatedly, like a
rubbery mouth wanting to suck it up.
The prick slid wetly from her pussy. The dark one moved from between her thighs, and
the wiry one took his place. She looked up at him and gasped. She looked down at his
long, thin prick and saw the head shine from the oil that had leaked over her tit.
She whimpered. Her hips shuddered in protest and then became rigidly poised,
uptilted, pussy open, flesh sucking and kissing the air with tremors of excitement.
His cock ran into her body. It slid in deep, deep. He fucked her fast and hard. The pain
came back and went away again. Her arms lifted and cupped skinny buttocks and
pulled his gut against hers.
She twisted and writhed, screwing her pussy up and down and around on the shaft of
his skewering prick. He blasted into her body, adding to the sloshy soup of fluids
already there.
She stretched and moaned and shook. The puddle on her chest rolled up to her neck
and dribbled down either side of it, and she smelled the musty, shameful scent of
mancream as it filled her senses and repulsed her.
Yet her body shook and vibrated and surged to another orgasm – helplessly, out of
control.
She lay back and closed her eyes. Darkness spun in her mind. She felt doubly limp, but
it didn't stop.
The heavy one was there. His cock was wide. It stretched her bloodied cunt and made
the pain sharp. He fucked into her cunt. He screwed his hips around and around. He
bore down on her, driving her ass into the bed.
He pulled out. He twisted her legs until she had to roll over onto her stomach. Her
neck pressed into the wet puddle on the bed. His hands massaged her ass-cheeks,
making shameful sensation flow through the firm mounds.
He palmed them apart. She felt her bared asshole quiver and shake, like a little soft
animal whose hiding place had been yanked abruptly away to expose it.
He laid heavily against her ass. His wet prick fucked into her pussy again and again. 
He scooped his hand under her stomach and rolled her clit and pinched her cunt lips
around his plunging cock.
He withdrew. She thought he was finished. He'd only begun.
He placed his slippery cockhead against her quivering anal mouth. She bleated into the
bedspread. She tried to lift up and shake him off, but they all held her down helplessly.
"No-o-o..." she wailed.
A prick slipped into her open mouth, startling her. It was wet and slippery. It tasted of
cunt juice and cum. She swallowed and sucked reflexively and moaned around the rigid
shaft as her asshole began to stretch and burn.
Her butt cheeks quivered wildly, clenching and releasing. Her anus sucked and pushed
and drew again. Fat prick stretched it wide and slid, popping past the rubbery ring of
her anal mouth, pushing deeper and deeper into her clinging darkness.
She yelled and pleaded. The prick between her lips stopped her cries from being
articulated. It fucked to the back of her throat and throbbed heatedly there.
Her asscheeks were flattened under the fat one's weight. His balls slapped against her
open cunt and spattered her inner thighs with her flowing juices. His fingertip swirled
over her clit and made her groan and buck and shiver deliciously all at the same time.
Sensations overwhelmed her. It was nearly as frustrating an experience as being pushed
down again and again. She went limp and stopped reacting, because there was just too
much happening to absorb.
Sensations pulsed through her and caught her up in wild eddies and tumbled her about.
She keened in the back of her throat and knew she was coming again.
Her asshole squeezed and pulsed around the prick shaft fucked deeply into it. She felt
the charge of slippery fluid spurt into her like a warm, oily enema.
The cock in her throat bucked and spewed, and there was nothing to do but gulp and
swallow and drink and gulp as it came and came from the distended eye and filled her
young, virginal being.
She swam. She spun in a seething maelstrom of slippery fluid and silky sensations and
gritty shame.
She went onto her back again. There was no resistance when her thighs were pried
apart. She pursed her lips and moaned toward the ceiling when a tongue began washing
over her sodden pussy, licking and lapping, sucking, slurping, drilling into her virginal
hole – past the ragged edge where her virginity had once stood and would never be
again...
"God, God – ohhhhhh, God!" Sadie cried, tossing her head back and forth, feeling her
pussy lift and open and shake, feeling the juices flow from her depths, feeling the long,
long tongue and the pointed snout sink up her spasming pussy hole and fuck it and
fuck it.
They were doing it again... again and again... There was no way to stop them.
Helpless... helpless... Even after twenty years, she was still helpless before their
onslaught of strength... sucking, licking, shuddering strength...
"Ahhhhhh, stop it – stop it!" she screamed...
... The sound awoke her. She sat bolt upright in bed, pushing at the furry head between
her thighs. Sadie gasped and panted. Her pussy was aflame, running with juice.
By the stray light coming in through her window from the street outside, she saw Pard
lift his head and toss his pointed muzzle and run his long tongue down the sides of his
chops.
He let out a yowp and scooted back on his belly and looked at her with a puzzled
expression. He pawed forward again, took a tentative slurp at her drooling cunt, then
back away once more, his golden flanks quivering in anticipation.
"Ohhhhhh, Pard," Sadie moaned softly, fully awake now. The Collie licked his chops
again, let out another yowp, and thumped his tail against her naked foot.
Sadie glanced around the room. She made out the familiar setting in the dimness and
knew there was no mistake.
That dream... that same dream... When would it ever end?
She sighed and lay back. Her heart pounded in her chest. She put her hand there and
felt the firm mound of her tit. She squeezed it and felt the spiked nipple, and sensation
shot through her heated body.
She tipped her cunt up and moaned. The damned dog had snuck up on her and licked
her pussy and made the dream come again. She put her hand to her cunt and swirled
her fingers through the wetness. She was aflame – just on the verge of exploding.
"Oh, Pard, I'm sorry, honey," she said to the dog. "I didn't mean to hit you like that.
Ohhhhh, come lick my pussy, baby – come lick it and make me cum! I thought it was
those boys again, honey, I'm sorry!"
She reached between her legs. She lifted her knees up and back and spread them wide.
The Collie whined happily and bobbed his head and shuffled up on his belly to her
crotch again.
He licked out with his tongue, spearing her flowing pussy hole. He slobbered all over
her flesh, massaging her entire vulva, stinging her stretched, throbbing clit with the
warm rasp of his long tongue.
She cupped his head. She lifted her pussy high for him, and he licked through her
asscrack and drilled at her anus. Her head snapped back, and the cords stood out in her
neck.
Her upper arms cupped the sides of her pointed tits and made them reach toward the
ceiling. She directed his head and his long tongue and the pointed snout, and the dog
licked and licked and drilled into one hole and then the other for her juices.
Sadie clamped her thighs around the sleek head and felt his fur all over her legs. She
switched her ass under his relentless, non-stop tongue. She moaned again and again
and pulled the dog's head to her pussy until she felt him snuffling in the drenched folds
of her cunt.
Then she opened her mouth and cried out sharply into the darkness and came
violently, leaking and draining, giving her dog a charge of hot, perfumed juice to lick
from her spasming flesh.
When she couldn't stand the sensation any more, she pushed at his persistent head and
squeezed with her thighs and told him it was enough, enough, enough.
The Collie obeyed. He was reluctant to, but he obeyed. He sat by her legs toward the
foot of the bed and licked his chops again and again, his bushy tail swishing back and
forth.
Sadie gasped into her pillow and felt the final tingles of her strong orgasm sweep
through her deliciously. After a moment, she rolled back and looked at her dog. His
ears went flat, and he tipped his head from one side to the other in a show of animal
joy and subservience to his mistress.
"Sweet Pard," Sadie said gently. She reached out with her hand. Pard licked it several
times and scooted closer on his belly. He licked the outside of her thigh, near the
smooth, flawless hip.
"Mmmmmm, you have a nice tongue, darling," Sadie moaned gently. "Eight years,
now, and that long, drilling tongue just gets better and better."
The dog whimpered and whined and tossed his head as if carrying on half the
conversation. He lifted his paw and placed it on her hip and whimpered again, winking
one eye and then the other.
"No, Pard," Sadie said. The dog took his paw away. "Go back to sleep now, darling,"
she said. The dog whined softly and backed up toward the foot of the bed and made
pretense of sleeping.
But she knew he wasn't sleeping worth a damn. She knew his red, pointed cock was
throbbing under his belly, stabbing into the bedding with a need to vent his own
passions.
She watched him and smiled. It was so much better this way. Pard did everything she
told him to. He was totally obedient, and that was the way she wanted it.
She put her head back on the pillow and remembered things. She started with that
summer night, when she was fourteen, the night she had just dreamed about, that
horrible, frustrating, frightening night.
There was a pattern to her life that night had begun. She couldn't recall when she had
really noticed the pattern. It might have been with Ted, back when she was eighteen.
He'd forced her too. Not the way the three boys had, not with brute physical force. But
somehow, whenever he'd wanted to fuck, she'd never been able to keep her cunt closed
to his cock. She'd tried, just for the principle of it. But his cock had always entered her,
and he'd gotten his way.
That might have been when she'd stopped going out with boys – not in fact, maybe,
but in her mind. And the realization had come slowly that she could not control them.
Even during the times she was hot and wanted to be fucked, the thought would creep
into her mind during the middle of it, when his prick was plunging in and out of her
pussy – what if I asked him to stop?
The idea of having control had begun to dominate her. She didn't want to go through
an experience like that night twenty years ago ever again.
She was thirty-four now. Her hair was a little darker, not quite as silky. Her tits were
still pointed and firm, and they'd grown even more. Her ass was still tight and round
and pouting, and men still stared at it when she walked in front of them.
But that was all they did any more. They didn't get to fuck it. They didn't get to try to
dominate her or overpower her, and they never would again.
"Ohhhh, Pard," she said softly, pushing the sheet from her naked body. The dog lifted
his head and thumped his tail on the bed. "Do you want to lick my cunt again, Pard?
Oh, honey, come lick my pussy and make me cum again."
She snapped her fingers and patted the bed beside her. The Collie yowped and scooted
forward immediately, licking her hip, running his long tongue over her satiny flesh and
around to the underside of her pert ass.
"Stop, Pard," she said firmly.
The dog stopped. She patted his head and smiled softly. The nasty dream would go
away one day. It would have to, because it wasn't real any more. It was twenty years old
and outdated, because she controlled it all now. She said when to fuck and when to
stop fucking, and Pard obeyed, and that was the way it was going to be forever.
"Sweet baby," she cooed, smoothing her hand over the dog's head, under his chin,
scratching behind his ear.
She sat up partway and roughed him up playfully, taking hold of his long muzzle and
shaking it, scratching under his chin, running her fingers through his thick, golden
coat. The dog made playful sounds and did everything he was supposed to do, offering
no resistance when she rolled him onto his side.
She ran her hand down his chest and over his stomach, her fingers pinching and
kneading. Then she stopped moving her hand and sat up and made a sound of alarm.
"Oh, Pard!" she cried softly, grinning at the same time. "What is this hot slippery thing
you have down here? Oh, you naughty doggy! Is that what you think of your
mommy?"
She cupped his dog prick in her warm hand. She massaged the fleshy sheath and felt
the stiff, pointed, bright-red cock tremble. Pard lifted his leg and nearly went over 
onto his back. He twisted with glee and made whimpering sounds and pushed his prick
deeper into her hand.
Sadie ran her fingers all around his sheath. She fingered the slippery, hot rod of his
pointed prick jutting firmly from it. She massaged lower and cupped his big black balls
and rolled them in her fingers.
Pard's tail thumped constantly on the bed. His leg kicked and kicked with a rotary
motion, swinging through the air softly. His prick trembled and pulsed regularly.
Sadie switched around on the bed. She knelt over the prone dog and opened her thighs.
She lifted one knee over his head. His pointed muzzle came up under her spread
crotch, and his long tongue licked out with incredible accuracy, separating her puffy
cunt lips and drilling right into the silky flesh of her wet cunt walls.
"Ohhhhh, my God, you really know how to suck my cunt, you pretty brute," she
moaned.
She dropped her cunt down over his nose. She shook her ass. He snorted and snuffed
and licked and licked. She held his throbbing prick in her hand and jacked it.
The dog's belly heaved and pushed, but he didn't miss a lick. His prick stretched in her
hand. She stared down at the fiery shaft and moaned again and then did what she'd
never done before.
She opened her soft lips and dropped her head and sucked the slippery, hot tip of his
prick into her mouth. Her tongue circled and circled, and a kind of dizziness came over
her.
Pard half groaned, half growled into her pussy. The big knot in his prick swelled
alarmingly. Then the red shaft bucked and jerked, and hot cum spewed into her mouth.
Sadie jerked her head back. She licked her lips rapidly, swallowing the hot, pungent
fluid. Her eyes watered, and she blinked with surprise. What the hell had made her do
that?
It was that dream. That damn dream again. The memory of swallowing and gulping
down the boy's cum when he had fucked his slippery prick into her mouth.
Her pulse throbbed. Pard's red prick continued to jerk and spew, sending drops of cum
over his furry belly. His balls pulsed and moved in her hands as he came, and he licked
and licked at her draining, flowing pussy hole.
"God – oh, God..." she cried softly.
She twisted around. She got on her elbows and knees. She braced her legs wide apart
and shoved her round ass up into the air and couldn't help swaying and wriggling it.
"Pard – get up!" she commanded. "Pard, fuck me! Ohhhhh, fuck me hard and make
me cum!"
The dog groaned and twisted and got to his feet. He padded around behind her. He
shoved his pointed snout into the crack of her ass and licked and licked and then
growled softly in the back of his throat.
"Up, up!" she cried impatiently, moaning and opening her ass wide and pushing back
against his snout.
Pard mounted her ass, his forepaws wrapping around her waist. She felt his fur cover
her ass like a hairy blanket. His hips pumped inward and made his spearing prick stab
the air. He licked his chops and growled softly and hunched closer and closer to her
swaying, round, white ass.
"Ohhhhhh, hurry and fuck me!" Sadie cried, shaking and writhing under the Collie's
lunges.
Her tits swelled and shot downward from her chest, pointed and full. Her nipples
stretched and went rubbery with heat. Her belly heaved in and out with fast breathing.
She reached suddenly between her thighs and swirled her fingers through her wet pussy
meat, moaning again, making sucking sounds in the dampness there.
She reached back farther and ran her hand down Pard's belly and captured his straining
red prick in her fingers. She pulled on it and tipped her ass and guided the trembling
cock into her pussy.
"Ahhhhh, yes!" she cried sharply. "Fuck me, Pard! Fuck me, you darling dog!"
Pard growled and tossed his head. His paws gripped the flare of her hips and pulled
back. His hips churned forward, and his hot cock speared into her pussy to its depths.
Sadie cried out and shook her ass. She felt the big knot swell and make his cock
become stuck in her pussy. She clamped her tight muscles around the red shaft and
held it firmly inside her body and pushed her ass as far up and back as she could,
opening her cunt wide to the humping dog and his swollen prick.
"Yaaaagh!" she cried throatily, shaking and writhing from head to toe.
She felt it happening. She felt the big waves of orgasm coming again, and she
whimpered with a strange sound, shaking her ass, feeling the knot in Pard's prick push
and pull at her silky pussy deep inside, giving it the kind of stimulation no human
prick ever could.
"Ohhhhh, now – now!" she cried throatily.
The sound became a squeal in the back of her throat. Her cuntal walls sucked and
pulled and squeezed, and hot, slippery juice flowed from her vaginal fountain.
Her cunt sucked and shook as she came. Her tits punched into the bed beneath her
chest. She strained rigidly backward, and she felt Pard's hips cover her ass with his
furry blanket as he shuddered forward and drove his cock all the way into her cunt and
spewed hot dog sperm into her body.
When they were finished, Pard climbed down from her ass and staggered on the rocky
bed a moment. He lay down beside her and lifted his leg and licked tenderly at his
deflated cock a moment. Then he stretched out beside her and sighed.
Sadie curled up against his back, feeling his warm fur all up and down her body. Her
sensitive tits became buried in it. She wrapped her arm around his neck and hugged
him.
He lifted his head and licked the side of her face, giving her an unmistakable kiss, the
way any lover would. She nuzzled against him and moaned happily, luxuriating in the
tingles rippling through her body still.
"What a sweet doggie," she whispered to him, running her hand along the sleek length
of the Collie's sharp muzzle, scratching him behind the ears.
Outside, the night started turning gray with the first hint of dawn. Her eyes closed. A
smile came to her lips, and she made a sound that was nearly a purr.
It was a good compromise, a fine solution. She got all the fucking she wanted, because
Pard was always ready. But best of all, she got it when she wanted it, because Pard
obeyed her commands like the well-trained dog he was.
There were no fights, none of the emotionalism her married friends were always subject
to. When she came home from work at night, Pard was always there with a happy grin
and a wet kiss and a wagging tail, ready to do her every bidding. She had even trained
him to jump up and press a specially constructed switch on the stove when the alarm
clock went off, so that her dinner was gently simmering and ready when she got home.
He was a perfect mate. Some would think the arrangement kinky, but she didn't care. It
was a good solution.
"Who needs men when there are sweet dogs like you, darling?" she murmured
drowsily, hugging him one final time before sleep came over her again.


Chapter 2

Sadie came in out of the sunny yard and felt the pleasant coolness of the breeze drifting
through the shaded house. She put down her gardening trowel and wiped a line of
sweat from her forehead and from under her neck.
She went to the kitchen and made a tall glass of iced water. Pard came in beside her
and panted, and she filled his bowl and watched his long tongue slurp and slop
gratefully. She moved toward the screened porch and sat down with a sigh.
She looked out on her yard and felt good and proud of it. She loved working in it, and
the solid, impenetrable wall of growth ringing her property gave lush testimony to the
fact that she was very good at it.
Pard came onto the porch and put his head in her lap and licked at the sweat on her
inner thigh, his wet tongue dampening the already sweat-darkened crotch of her green
shorts.
"Oh, honey, go lie down," she said fondly, patting his head. "It's too hot right now, and
I'm just bushed."
Pard looked at her, panted, then turned away and flopped onto the cool tile and
stretched full length. Sadie looked at him and smiled and sipped her cold water. She
wondered if maybe she should really have him shaved during the hot summer months.
All that fur had to be terribly hot.
She fidgeted in the chair a moment and then set her drink down and leaned forward.
She reached behind her back and unsnapped the hooks to her halter and let it fall from
her tits and arms.
The pointed cones jutted damply from her chest and seemed to sigh with relief in the
cool air. She cupped them, feeling the wetness on them. She dipped her fingers into the
glass of water and sprinkled her tits with the icy droplets. She watched her nipples
move and stretch under the stimulation.
She laid her head back and closed her eyes and smiled softly, glad that it was Saturday,
glad for two days' rest from the office grind and from the darting hands of her boss, a
ludicrous old man who thought he was irresistible to women, as if he had the only
penis in the world.
Sadie glanced at Pard again, running her eyes over his furry sheath, imagining what her
boss would say if he found out she preferred a dog's penis to his all year long.
She moved her thighs. Her cuntal lips slid together moistly, damp inside her panties
with sweat. She wondered if she should give them a breather, too, then opened her eyes
and looked around at the high wall of thick bushes.
Hell, why not? Nobody could see through them.
She stood and unbuttoned her shorts and slid them and her panties over her hips and
round buttocks. The material wadded and rolled down her thighs in a damp mass. Her
asscrack tingled as the cooling air dried it.
She fanned her blonde pubes with her hand and felt her pussy lips swell and part
slightly. She massaged her cunt lingeringly, enjoying the tactile sensation and the
coolness.
"Mmmmmm," she said, sitting down again, totally nude. Pard lifted his head and
looked at her. Then he sat up and panted, his long tongue lolling redly, ready as always
to come do her bidding.
"Hi," she said to him. "You've got that look in your pretty eye again, Pard. Are you still
thirsty, honey? You want another drink? I think Mommy's silky well is filling up with
water again, baby."
She moved her fingers up and down her satiny gap and circled her clit slowly. She
parted her thighs and moved her buttocks to the edge of the seat and let her cunt gape
open. She closed her eyes and was pleasantly surprised with the depth of feeling she
was arousing in herself.
Pard stood up and walked over to her chair. He sat between her legs and watched her
fingers play with her pussy. When her hips lifted and circled, he stopped panting and
licked his chops. His tail thumped on the tile floor.
"Ohhhh, Jesus – I wasn't expecting this," Sadie moaned happily. "Mmmmmm, do it,
Pard – lick my cunt and make me cum. Oh, God – yes!" she cried suddenly.
She put both hands to her pussy. She spread the lips wide open with the tips of her
fingers. Her pink, silky flesh gleamed from between the lips. It swelled and grew puffy
and soft with her mounting heat, and the muscular ring at the mouth of her pussy
sucked inward and spasmed softly.
"Lick, Pard – lick!" she commanded, moaning at the same time.
The pointed muzzle came forward. The long tongue shot out and flattened over her
cunt hole and lapped upward, flicking the stretched nub of her clit at the same time.
"Ohhhhhh, God!" Sadie moaned, her hips bucking upward.
She kept her cunt open and the bloated lips spread. Pard's long tongue worked over her
pussy from top to bottom, sucking up the heady juices that were now flowing freely
from it.
His tongue drilled into the fluttering pinkness of her cunt hole and slid deep, fucking
her pussy with the right amount of rasp from its roughness – just the sensation she had
come to enjoy so much.
She circled her ass and made her pussy rotate about his spearing tongue. She felt her
big tits heaving on her chest. She cupped one of them and felt Pard's tongue massage
the puffy pussy lip she had released.
She felt herself climbing high. She began to settle back for the orgasm that was to come,
knowing it would be a long sweet one, not hard and fast.
She knew Pard's prick would be sprouting redly from his sheath. She wondered how
she would satisfy him this time. It was too hot to have him fuck her. His long fur
would make her ass drenched with sweat.
She decided to masturbate him. He liked that. He licked her hand and the head of his
pointed cock when she masturbated him. He even lapped up the sperm when it shot
from the arrow-sharp prick. She thought about teaching him to suck himself off, to lick
his prick not just hard but to orgasm.
She knew she could ignore his stiff cock when she'd come and just tell him to go lie
down. He'd do it. He did everything she told him to. That was why she loved living
with him so much.
"Ohhhhh, Pard – you're going to make me cum, darling!" she moaned tightly, lifting
up, getting ready, feeling herself just ready to plunge over the peak into a long, sweet
glide through bliss. A car door slammed.
The sound was carried softly through the house by the breeze. Another door slammed,
and then she heard the squeal of a girl, the shout of a boy, the laughter of a man.
"Ohhhh, damn!" she moaned angrily. She gasped heatedly. She pushed Pard's head
from between her thighs. He licked his lips and cocked his ears at the sounds from the
front yard, then moved toward the front of the house.
The doorbell rang. "Sadie? You in there?" the man called.
There hadn't been any doubt in her mind, really. She'd known who it was. She
snatched up her balled panties and shorts and the damp halter and flew from the porch
to her bedroom.
She heard the door open and bang shut. Pard romped into the yard and barked greeting
to the kids, and they yelled down from the tree limb she knew they were on, taunting
Pard to climb up after them.
"Sadie?" he called again, inside the house now.
"Don't come in, Logan!" she called. "I'm undressed! I'll be right out!"
She heard his soft chuckle and knew that she'd just given him an invitation to walk
right in and start pawing her and kissing her and trying to feel her up and fuck her.
She searched frantically for something to cover her naked body with and snatched up a
thin blue robe. She'd just gotten it around her when he opened her bedroom door and
stuck his grinning head through it.
"Hi, beautiful – it's me, your loving brother."
"In-law," she finished tartly, giving the belt of her robe a snug yank about her thin
waist.
He moved dark hair from his forehead and smiled at her in the annoyingly pleasant
way he had. His eyes went up and down her body, taking in the flare of her hips, the
narrowness of her waist, the jut of her tits against the thin material.
He stared at the nipples poking against the blueness, and she was aware how spiked
they were still. She felt her cunt hum with impatience and frustration, and there was a
trickle of moisture creeping slowly down her inner thigh.
"What do you want, Logan?" she asked, unable to keep a civil tone.
He slumped against the door frame and passed his hand over his forehead again. "I
don't comprehend it, Sadie, I swear I don't. Every time I come over with the kids, you
greet me with a snarl, and yet you say you like to see them. I don't know what to
believe."
He moved into the room and sat on the edge of her bed, putting her between himself
and the window. He saw right through the thin robe and eyed her revealed outline with
a look of hunger.
"You know how restless the kids get in that apartment," he went on. "When I suggest
we go see Aunt Sadie, they can't wait to roll in the grass and smell the flowers and
climb that old hackberry and romp around with Pard. But I get snarled at. Why is that,
Sadie?"
"Why is it when I tell you not to come into my bedroom because I'm undressed you
take it as an invitation to burst in and sit on my bed and eye-fuck me?"
He smiled handsomely again. "Because you're a hell of an eyeful, Sadie," he said softly.
"Because I'm lonely as hell without Jenny."
"There are other girls, Logan."
He sighed. "Yeah. There are other girls. But the kids don't like the other girls. They like
Aunt Sadie best." He looked up at her. "So do I, Sadie. We all want to marry you. We
have for over a year, now, since Jenny died. They keep asking me why you won't marry
us. I tell them I don't know. Why won't you, Sadie? Because I was married to your
older sister?"
She cracked a small smile. She wasn't sure what she felt just then. He looked like a
small boy, sitting there on the edge of her bed, and yet he was three years older than
she was.
Jenny had been five years older. She'd been away at college that night twenty years ago.
She'd married Logan there and had lived away for all but two years. Then they'd moved
to town, and she and Jenny had become more like distant friends than sisters, which
was more or less the way it had always been between them.
When Jenny had become the state's twenty-seventh highway statistic two years ago,
Sadie hadn't felt much loss. The knowledge had upset her. It made her wonder if she
had withdrawn from the world much more than she'd realized. She had a dog for a
lover and could read about her sister's death in the paper with less emotion than she
felt for the latest environmental crisis.
That might have been why she'd taken to inviting Jenny's children out on weekends –
a kind of recompense. She hadn't counted on Logan's falling for her. Or on his being
one of the nicest guys she'd ever met – for a man.
"Hey," he said softly, still smiling at her, bringing her thoughts back. "Don't I get an
answer?"
"I've already given it, Logan. A hundred times by now. Your trouble is you don't
listen."
He nodded and sighed. "You don't want to get married. You like living alone." He
sighed again. "I thought maybe you'd come up with a better reason by now."
"It's true enough," she said.
He looked at her outline through the robe, staring straight at the juncture of her thighs.
"Yeah, but it's such a waste, Sadie," he said softly.
She snapped her legs together. "Logan, cut it out."
He stood up and went toward the door. "I didn't do anything. You go ahead and take
your shower or whatever you were doing, and I'll get myself a beer. Any limes? I'll
squeeze 'em up for the kids. I brought a little something to put in yours," he winked.
"Plus a big rib roast I'll even help cook."
"For tonight?" she cried. "Logan..."
He looked at her. His face fell. "Well, I... I'm sorry, Sadie. I just thought... oh, hell, I
should have called first, shouldn't I."
"Yes," she said coolly. "You should have. You've no right to take me for granted that
way." Just like a goddamn man, she thought.
"Yeah," he said. "Well, I'll leave it anyway. You can fix it whenever you want." He
turned back. "I guess I should have asked something else earlier, too. I've got to go out
of town for a couple of days. Think you could take Jeff and Linda? I'll pay twice what
they're worth, you know."
She looked at him for a long moment, her face stony. Then she said, "You don't have
that much money, Logan. And you don't have to pay me anything, you know that. I'd
love to have them."
He beamed at her. "Thanks, beautiful. I'll give you a big kiss for that." He went toward
her, and she backed up. He stopped and looked into her blue eyes. "I'm not still
married to her, Sadie," he said softly.
"Nor to me. Go get your beer. I'll be out in a few minutes."
He turned and left the room. She watched the door close and sighed heavily, feeling
strangely excited inside. It was too bad Logan was a man. Her sister's husband at that.
She shook her head and slipped off the robe and cupped her damp pussy, feeling the
tingling in it. She was being silly. It tingled because Pard had been licking deep in her
cunt and was just going to make her come, not because of anything she imagined she
felt for Logan.
She stepped into the shower and turned on a cool spray, luxuriating in the feel of it
over her hot, sweaty body. She soaped her tits lingeringly, feeling the sensitiveness in
them.
She cupped the slippery cones and rubbed her palms over the ends again and again,
and her nipples spiked quickly, reminding her that her body had been primed to come
and hadn't.
She sucked in her breath. She ran her slippery, soapy hand down her belly, over the
sides of her hips, onto her buttocks. She cupped the sensitive spheres again and again.
She ran her slick finger into her deep asscrack and felt it slide over her asshole.
"Ohhhhhh, God," she moaned softly. Her asshole pulsed. She pushed at it with the tip
of her finger, fucking partway inside. Her anal ring spasmed heatedly.
Real quickly, she thought. Just to take the edge off until he goes. Just to finish what he
interrupted.
She leaned against the wall of the shower stall. She tipped her head back and closed her
eyes. She cupped a tit with one hand and made narrowing circles over her belly with
the other, feeling the slippery sensation of her soapy hand against her flaming skin.
Her fingers worked lower and lower. She braced her feet on the tile floor. The wall was
cool against her heated ass. Her cunt tipped forward, and water streamed over her clit
and down her silky gap, eddying in her cunt hole before draining in two streams from
her bloated pussy lips.
She cupped her cunt fully and separated the puffy lips. She slid a finger into her cunt
hole, sinking it deeply, bending her knees and going into a half squat as she leaned
back against the wall.
Her thumb rolled over her clit again and again, and she knew it was all there, just
waiting for her to tickle it out. Ohhhh, it was right there at the surface, and it wouldn't
take long at all.
She rocked her pelvis up even more. Her middle finger extended and slid under her
crotch. She searched for the rubbery anal mouth with it. She made her asshole go loose
and slowly pushed with her finger and sucked with her butt, until it was deep inside her
body.
She pinched her fingers together, rolling them, feeling them between the silky wall of
her pussy. She moved her hips. She fucked her hand back and forth, and both fingers
slid in the holes of her hot body. Her thumb rolled and rolled over her clit, and her
other hand squeezed and massaged her tits.
"Ohhhhhhhh, God..." she moaned heatedly.
It was coming back. God, was it coming back! The heat, the tingling, the big spasms
that made her feel good all over.
She shouldn't have teased and played with the edge of orgasm, but she did. It felt too
good to have it sweep over her and be gone in just an instant. Her body was too hot
now.
"Ohhhhhh, God, it feels good," she moaned very softly.
She sucked in her breath. She made her fingers stop fucking and squirming up her
asshole and pussy. She took her thumb from the throbbing button of her clit just in
time, letting it hover over the top of her spread cleft.
She gasped. Her body tingled and trembled, and she nearly went over the edge in spite
of stopping. Her hips moved back and forth, and her buttocks flattened and rounded
with muscular spasms against the tile wall.
She fucked her fingers back into her body tentatively. Her pussy and asshole sucked on
them, wanting more, needing hard fucking to bring her off.
Her hips circled slowly, and she rocked her pelvis up and down. Water trickled from
the ends of her tits and washed down her flat stomach in silvery streams, parting
around the fingers protruding from her body.
"Ohhhh, God, it's good!" she moaned. "I can't hold it back! Oh, damn – I want to play
with it... make it last..."
She gasped heatedly and moaned softly. The shower ran steadily. She closed her eyes
and moved her body back and forth and fucked herself with her fingers and didn't hear
him at all, until he was in the shower stall with her.
"Oh, Sadie – don't waste it!" he cried softly.
Her eyes popped open. Her cunt muscle grabbed at her finger with shock and held it
tightly, so that she remained in a lewd squat with her fingers up her body and her cunt
spread wide open.
"Logan – you bastard!" she hissed with shock.
He was naked. Water sprayed from his back as he faced her. His prick jutted stiffly
from his lap, pointing toward her cunt. His eyes were wide and wet with lust – and
something more than just lust.
"God, Sadie – Sadie! Let me – oh, honey, let me..."
His words choked off. He flung his arms around her and pulled her body against his.
Her big, pointed tits stabbed into his chest, the hard nipples nearly drilling holes in
him.
His cock thumped up against the bottom of her cunt, spearing between her thighs and
sticking out between her ass-cheeks. He wrapped his hands around the firm globes and
squeezed them tightly, pulling her flaming clit against his pubic bone until it fairly
screamed for orgasm.
"Logan!" she cried breathlessly. "Get out of here! Let me alone! Logan – goddamn
you!"
"Oh, Sadie, honey – I love you! I want to hold you and fuck you and make you happy!
God, you don't have to do it by yourself, Sadie – not any more! Oh, God, let's get out
of this damn shower!"
He pulled her against him again. She tried to push away, her tits slipping and sliding
against his chest. His hips angled, and his stiff cock shaft slid between the bloated,
parted lips of her pussy and made the head pluck her tight pussy mouth.
"Oh, Logan!" she gasped. "Don't fuck me!"
His prickhead throbbed at her cuntal mouth, nosing into the warm, silky tissues that
were now so slippery with her juices. The water beat against his back and sprayed over
his shoulder into her face in a fine mist.
He gasped heatedly and kept her ass cupped in his hands so that she couldn't move
away, and it was just like the first time, like all the other times.
She was helpless. His cock was right at the entrance to her cunt. She told him again
and again not to fuck her. She pleaded, begged, scolded, threatened, half screamed.
But he didn't obey. like all the other men who had taken her when they'd wanted her,
he plunged ahead, violating her body, fucking his stiff cock up into her pussy and
skewering her with his piercing lance.
"Ohhhhhh, Sadie!" he cried, pulling her ass inward, impaling her on his throbbing
prick.
"God... damn... Logan – you're fucking me!" she cried throatily.
She gasped harshly. Her eyes popped open with shock, with realization. It was in her!
His cock was plunged to its magnificent length up her cunt!
He lifted her from the floor, holding her by her ass but seeming to raise her on the
shaft of his cock. He turned them around and staggered from the shower stall toward
the bed, his back arched backward slightly.
Her legs dangled against his. She flung her arms around his neck to keep from falling.
She held onto him tightly, and her full tits mashed against his chest.
"Ohhhhhhh, Logan – oh, you bastard . .she cried shakily.
She couldn't believe the depths to which she was being fucked. She hadn't had a man's
prick inside her pussy for years and years – only Pard's dog inches.
Logan's prick stretched unused muscles deep in the back of her cunt. He made juices
flow from glands that hadn't been tapped for eons, and they flooded from her depths
and oiled his pulsing shaft with shameless invitation.
She moaned loudly. It was meant to be a moan of protest. It didn't come out that way.
She felt the way her body weight pushed her pussy down over his thick root, the way
her bloated, trembling cunt lips wrapped around his stalk and drooled lustfully.
She moaned again and felt her tits spike against his chest, her butt cheeks tighten in his
hands, her clit push against his pubic bone as he tipped his pelvis up to give them
balance.
He carried her impaled body toward her bed. He left a track of dripping water across
the rug. She felt the prickles of evaporation on her skin as the beads dried from it.
She became a moaning, trembling, wet-pussied ball of sensation in his arms, and her
body would be denied no longer.
"Logan!" she gasped suddenly, clinging to him even more tightly. "Logan – I'm going
to cum!" she cried.
She gasped again. She lifted her legs suddenly, sliding her inner thighs up over his hips.
She flung her legs around his waist and locked her ankles over his buttocks and
couldn't help the way her body quivered and made her legs push and pull at his ass.
His prick slid in and out of her cunt as she forced him to fuck her. Then she tipped her
head back and dangled from him, and her body shuddered violently.
Her pussy throbbed around his impaling cock. It sucked and drew and milked all along
the wonderful length. It thrilled at the same time to the thickness of his prick.
"Yaaaaagh!" she cried throatily.
Her tight ass heaved and shook in his hands. Her cunt sucked up and down the base of
his cock. It flowed and drooled and made wet sounds that didn't come from the water
droplets still clinging to their bodies but from her own unbridled passion.
Her thighs squeezed tightly around his hips. Her pussy rocked up and down and
squeezed around his thrusting, full cock. She couldn't remember the last time her cunt
had been as wide open as it was now, her thighs as widely spread. It was as if she were
trying to suck his whole middle into her red-meated, sweltering hole.
But even as she came and shuddered and rocked, she wished her body hadn't betrayed
her again. Coming for him would only spur him on, would only make him believe she
enjoyed being fucked by his big man's cock so that he would try it again and again, and
that wasn't true at all.
"Ohhhhhh, damn you, Logan, damn you..." she groaned raggedly, sucking and panting
at her elusive breath.
"Sadie – oh, Sadie, I love you!" he choked.
He tipped his pelvis up and forward, balancing her weight on his hips. He sucked in his
breath, and his eyes hooded. She looked at his face and knew it was too late to stop
him.
"Logan!" she cried.
"Ahhhhhhhgh!" he growled.
His hips pumped and shook. His prick trembled violently inside her swollen, silky cunt.
She felt it. Hot, jetting mancream, shooting up her pussy, hosing into her body,
flooding the slippery walls of her cunt.
He rocked and shuddered. His hands were like vises around the firm meat of her
buttocks. He pulled her pussy down even farther over the throbbing root of his prick,
and her clit mashed against his furry pubic bone.
The sensation made her gasp unwillingly and cling to him. She'd wanted to unlock her
legs from around his butt and somehow jump off his spearing prick, but her body
betrayed her again.
She clung to him instead and let him thrust all the way to the depths of her cunt and
spew his fluid load there. Her cuntal muscles even sucked and pulled and helped his
cream come by milking his dancing, pulsing prick.
"Yaaaaagh!" he shouted again.
He got unsteady and began to rock on his feet. He staggered toward the bed again,
even while his prick hosed and spurted. His knees hit the edge, and he fell forward.
Sadie let out a sharp cry as she felt herself going over backward. Her ankles unlocked,
and her legs flew straight up into the air. Her crotch split wide open as his weight slid
even deeper into it when they hit the bed.
He lay on top of her and shook his hips and ass and fucked out the last of his hard
cum, filling her cunt full, mashing her tits with his chest, rolling her clit with his
throbbing root.
He gasped and let out a final shudder and lay against her and began kissing her neck
and cheek and nuzzling his lips into her wet hair. When his lips sought hers, she
turned her head back and forth, trying to evade him.
"Sadie – Sadie, I love you!" he whispered passionately. "Oh, God, let's get married,
Sadie. I need you. Jeff and Linda need a new mommy, and we all love you, Sadie."
"Get off, Logan!" she whispered back vehemently, beating at his shoulder with a small,
balled fist. "The kids are out there! I can hear them! Damn you, get off! How dare you
come into my house and rape me and talk about loving me! You're my sister's husband,
and those are her kids, not mine! Get off, damn you! Get your goddamn fucking prick
out of my cunt!"
He didn't, of course. No man ever did do what she told him to. He kept on trying to
kiss her. And he started fucking her again, moving his ass up and down, making it go
around in small circles, making his prick slide through the silky wetness of her
drenched pussy.
His bone rolled against her clit. His rotary motions made her buttocks roll under him
on the bed. She could feel the way her asshole pulled open and closed as he fucked her,
and it was shamefully stimulating to her.
"I'm not Jenny's husband any more, Sadie. Jenny's dead. I'm lonely without her, honey,
but if I'd known twenty years ago when I met her at school that you were back there at
home, I would have waited for you to grow up and then... oh, Sadie..."
"Logan!" she cried, twisting her head to the side again.
She felt shocked. She'd known he was attracted to her. A woman can always tell that.
But he'd never let on before that he'd felt anything like this about her. It made her feel
strange. There was something almost unreal about it. Her sister's husband – her sister's
kids...
"Logan, get your cock out of me," she said warningly. "Stop fucking me. Ohhhh, Logan
– stop fucking me... don't try to make me cum again, Logan. I won't cum. I swear I
won't."
"You feel for me too, Sadie, I know you do. I can tell. Oh, why are you being so
stubborn? Feel my cock, honey. Oh, God, it's in your cunt so far, so deep!"
"God!" she gasped, all too conscious of how deep it was inside her squeezing, trembling
pussy.
"Isn't that better than a finger? Sadie, you know it is! Fucking's so much better than
beating off!
"Oh, Jesus – it's so silly, honey. You alone over here beating off in the shower, and me
alone in that damn apartment beating off in bed. Sadie, for God's sake!"
He pumped and screwed against her with several quick motions. He began panting
again. It was as if he hadn't had a piece of ass in two years.
She knew that wasn't true. She didn't know how often he fucked or who, and she didn't
care. All she cared about was that he didn't fuck her any more, because his big, swollen
cock felt dangerously good to her.
He didn't know, of course. There was no way he could know about Pard. She was
tempted to tell him. She had to bite her lower lip to keep from blurting it out and then
laughing in his face. If he weren't such a decent guy, she would have corrected his ideas
on what she did for sex.
"Oh, Sadie..." he gasped suddenly. "Your pussy's so tight, so wonderfully slippery and
tight. Honey, cum with me. Oh, let yourself go and cum with me and let's do it
together!"
"Logan, stop fucking me!" she cried.
Her head was turned toward the door. She saw that it inched open in the breeze. She
wondered if the children were outside in the hall, listening, watching them through the
crack.
"I-I can't!" he choked, pumping and screwing his hips. "Ohhhhhh, it's so slippery, so
juicy, so tight! Can't you feel it, Sadie? Isn't it good the way we fuck?"
It was. She couldn't deny it. No matter how much she wanted to deny it, she couldn't.
Her pussy was singing. She gasped and held her breath and tried to think of other
things, but she wasn't succeeding too well. The male bastard was going to make her
cum again.
Her mind spun back in time for a dizzying moment. It was just like that night – just
like her dreams of that night. She was helpless beneath his superior strength. And her
body just didn't want to quit. It wanted to come again and again.
Suddenly, the door swung wide. Her eyes popped open. She was sure the children had
pushed it open and would be standing there instantly, looking in on them while they
fucked.
She put her hands under Logan's chest and pushed up, making her torso writhe and
twist forcefully. She grunted with the effort to get him off.
"Logan, stop!" she cried, her voice rising.
"Don't fight, don't fight! I love you! Sadie, fuck me, don't fight!"
There was a low, rattling growl, chilling in its threat. Sadie and Logan both turned
startled faces toward the sound.
Pard stood in the doorway. His jaws quivered as they drew up and bared the flashing
fangs imbedded in his long muzzle. His ears were flat against his sleek head, and his
eyes were pits of amber fire. His golden fur stood in a stiff ridge along his back.
"What the hell!" Logan gasped.
"Pard, stop him!" Sadie cried.
Pard advanced quickly and stood at the edge of the bed, growling up at Logan.
"What the hell's the matter with him!" he grunted, clutching onto Sadie all the more.
"He thinks you're hurting me, Logan. And he's right. I want you off. I want your cock
out of me. I don't want you to fuck me any more – not now or ever again, do you
understand that? Because if you don't, one word from me, and Pard will-"
"He'll get his fucking head cut off!" Logan snarled with sudden anger. "That dog bites
me, Sadie, and the vet's going to have his goddamn head for a rabies test! What the
hell's the matter with you! I'm not hurting you, and you know it! I'm loving you, and
your cunt's loving me right back! What is it with you and this dog!"
He'd lifted onto one arm, balancing his weight on it so that his other one would be free
to deal with the Collie. He looked from dog to woman and back and forth again,
bewildered and angered and uncomprehending all at the same time.
"Call him off, Sadie," he threatened again. "I'm damn serious about it! An angry
husband is one thing, but this is ridiculous!"
"Get off, Logan!"
"Hell no!"
She chewed on her lower lip again. She knew Logan well enough to know he didn't
make idle threats. It was apparent, too, that he was just like all other men when it came
to being threatened by the subservient sex – he wouldn't stand for it.
But there was another way to get even with him for raping her and making her come
shamelessly against her will and then having the gall to keep his big stretching cock
inside her pussy. Oh, yes – there was another way.
"Pard," she said. "Stop that, Pard!"
The dog looked at her. He licked his chops and growled again.
"Pard!"
He quit growling. He licked around his muzzle and let the standing hackles fall back
sleekly in place. His eyes shifted with a sheepish look. He sat on his haunches and
looked from her to Logan and back again.
Logan relaxed and let out his breath slowly. "Well, that's better," he said. He smiled at
her. His lips were a little shaky. So was his cock.
"You can get off now, Logan," Sadie said calmly, making one more try. "And take your
limp rope with you."
He grinned down with more determination. "It'll get stiff again. It's in your pussy, and
that'll make it stiffen up real fast. Feel it?"
She felt it. He did things with his prick. She felt it swell and stretch into her body. She
felt it throb and pulse and grow fat again.
He came against her once more, ignoring the dog by the side of the bed watching them.
He began fucking her slowly, and she wished once more that his cock didn't feel so
damn good in her cunt.
She was dimly aware of the sounds of the children outside. She hoped that they stayed
there. She twined her arms around Logan's neck. She even let him kiss her lips and
thrust his tongue into her mouth, and she couldn't help the gasp of pleasure he brought
from her fiery body.
She began to rock her pussy up and down, sliding the silky meat along his stiff shaft.
She heard his breathing quicken as she fucked back.
"Ohhhhh, that's much more like it, darling," he said softly, kissing her, feeling her full
tits with his hands.
He screwed his hips. He made his ass-cheeks clench and release as he pumped up and
down on her. She slid her hands down his back slowly and caressingly.
"Ohhhh, God, Sadie," he moaned happily. "This is the way it should be. Oh, I knew
you'd come to like it. You little nut," he grinned. "See what you would have missed?
Ohhhhh, I love what you're doing with your cunt!"
"It-it feels good, Logan," she gasped, putting her chin in the hollow of his shoulder. It
wasn't all lie. Her body was responding far too freely.
She moved her hands to his ass. She played with his buttocks, digging her fingers into
the flesh of them, pulling them apart and releasing them again and again.
She kept her eye on Pard. He watched intently. She could have sworn she saw an
expression of jealousy on his face. His prick came out and slid back, red-tipped and
shiny, as if his dog's mind could imagine what the two humans were feeling just then as
they fucked.
She heard Logan's breath catch. She wrapped her legs around his thighs and pulled him
against her. She locked her arms about the small of his back and squeezed hard, and
her tits mashed against him as his prick slid and fucked into her sodden pussy.
"Up, Pard – up!" she cried suddenly. "Fuck, Pard! Ohhhh, come fuck! Ass! Fuck the
ass, Pard!"
"What the hell..." Logan moaned.
He tried to lift up to see what was going on this time, but Sadie held him against her
with all the strength in her. Pard leapt onto the bed with a yowp of joy, and she saw
that his scarlet prick was fully extended and rigid and ready.


Chapter 3

"Jesus Christ!" Logan shouted.
"Fuck, Pard! Fuck his asshole, darling!"
Pard growled with lust and wrapped his forepaws around Logan's waist. He had to
stretch out his body some to lower his hips and pointed, throbbing cock toward the
butt cheeks his mistress was holding open for him.
He pumped his furry hips. The sharp tip of his prick poked and stabbed. It wasn't as
easy to fuck this way as when his mistress's ass was thrust up and back toward him.
Then he could mount it and fuck right between the ass-cheeks without any trouble.
His furry chest and belly covered Logan's butt. He drooled onto Logan's back and let
out another growl when the tip of his slippery cock caught in the tight, rubbery mouth
of Logan's asshole.
"Sadie, for Christ's sake!" he cried sharply.
He struggled again. She had him in an astonishingly strong grip that he couldn't break
without bashing her head with his fist, which he didn't want to have to do. Besides, the
growling dog on his back could nip the back of his neck in an instant, and the thought
of those long fangs made him not fight too hard.
"Ohhh, fuck him, darling – fuck him good and hard!" Sadie cried, clinging to Logan.
"Teach him what it feels like to be raped! Teach him what it's like to get a cock thrust
into your body when you don't want it there! Oh, fuck him, you beautiful baby!"
Pard whimpered under the encouragement of her words and thrust forward. The
pointed tip parted the tight muscular ring and spread it open and made it throb. The
big knot in his prick bumped past the quivering mouth and followed the spearing tip
into the dark channel.
"Ahhhhhgh!" Logan bellowed. "My asshole! He's fucking my asshole!"
His butt quivered and pulsed. His prick stretched astonishingly inside Sadie's wet,
sucking pussy under the stimulation. The head of it danced and bumped at the very
back of her pussy and made her yip.
"Oh! Logan! All the way! You've hit bottom! God! God! Your prick's all the way inside
me! Ohhhhhh, what a fucker!"
Her cunt channel jerked and jumped spastically. Her hips flew up and down, and her
tight vaginal mouth stripped Logan's bloated shaft again and again, milking it strongly.
As Logan tried to get away from Pard, he bore down against her. Her pussy lips
mashed wetly around the very root of his prick. Her clit was under constant stimulation
and was pulsing wildly.
She hadn't counted on that. She'd only wanted to get even with him. But now her cunt
was filled to the brim with throbbing, thick cock flesh, and the sensation was
unbelievable.
"Ahhhhh!" she moaned throatily. "Ohhhhhh, Logan – your cock! God, I'm going to
cum again! Logan! Oh, Logan!"
She couldn't stop herself. She had to lift up against him. She had to mash her tits
against his chest and stab him with the pointed, stiff nipples.
Her ass switched and churned under him, and her milking cunt sucked and drew at his
prick wantonly. Her legs tightened around his and made her pussy open wider, as if it
were trying to suck his whole middle into her body.
Logan gasped and shook. The double stimulation was too much to fight. Pard's prick
was like a drilling finger in his asshole. It pumped back and forth tightly, and the big
knot in it made his tissues push and pull erotically, causing sensations he'd never felt
before.
At the same time, Sadie's slippery, drenched cunt milked and milked at his whole shaft.
The head of his cock was pummeled by soft, silky, squeezing muscles, and he felt the
bottom of her cunt bump against the tip with every thrust he made.
"Sadie! Sadie!" he croaked. "I can't get any deeper! I'm fucking you as hard as I can!
Ohhhh, here it comes, darling – here it comes! Get ready! Get... ohhhhh, cum with me,
honey! Now! Now!"
There was no way she could stop herself. She heard his command and Pard's throaty
growl at the same time. She felt his cock thrust into her body to the very back of her
cunt. She felt it dance there. She felt the way his ass shook around Pard's pulsing prick,
and she imagined the pointed, scarlet tip spewing cum into it, making it slippery and
wet.
Her whole cunt opened wide and became flooded with slippery pussy juice. It spasmed
down and became the trigger to set off the pulsing, bucking, hosing throbs of his prick.
"Yaaaaagh!" she cried tightly, her cunt going wild.
"Sadie-e-e!"
His balls pumped and rattled. His cum hosed against the back of her pussy and
mingled with the flood of juices already there. His prick swelled and bucked, and cum
spurted backwards past her quaking cunt mouth and ran down his balls.
At the same time, Pard's furry belly pressed tightly against Logan's butt. His scarlet
prick bucked and spurted and shot hot, slippery cum up Logan's ass again and again.
"He's coming in my ass!" Logan cried.
"You're coming in my cunt! Ohhhhhhh, God, I'm full – I'm full to the brim with cock
and cum!"
It seemed to last forever. Her pussy just wouldn't stop shaking and squeezing and
pulsing. She didn't remember it ever being like this with a man's prick.
The thought frightened her a little. It was good. God, it was a good fuck! It wouldn't
take much at all to come to prefer a man's prick to Pard's, and that was what frightened
her.
There was more than the prick. There was the man, too...
"God, stop!" she cried. She strained and tossed her head. "Logan, stop fucking me! You
bastard, my cunt's a seething, sloppy mess now! Get your goddamn cock out of me this
instant!"
"Ohhhh, shit," he groaned, panting harshly, lying heavily against her and mashing her
tits. "Oh, Sadie – Sadie... Ahg!"
Pard licked his lips and pulled his prick quickly from Logan's butt, making him grunt
with surprise and a trace of pain. Pard walked around in circles at the foot of the bed
and flopped down and lifted his leg and licked at his shiny, red prick.
"Get off!" Sadie cried again, pushing at Logan.
He rolled to the side. The moment his prick slid free of her clinging pussy, cum oozed
out in a thick gush and began soaking into the bed.
She cupped her hand over her pussy and held it tightly, half to keep the fluid in there,
half to keep him from fucking her again. Her tits jutted pointedly into the air and
heaved on her chest with her heavy breathing.
Pard lifted his head. He saw his mistress holding her pussy and moving her thighs in
writhing fashion, and he got to his feet and came between her thighs.
He dropped his pointed muzzle to her pussy and sniffed and began licking. His tongue
went over her fingers and washed through her bloated, soaked tissues.
He lifted his head and licked his lips, as if savoring the new flavor of male sperm there,
then went back for more.
"Ohhhhhh, darling, don't – don't..." Sadie moaned. "Not now, Pard, not now. Let me
rest... "
Logan panted toward the ceiling. He nearly missed what was happening. But then he
realized what Pard was doing and, more shockingly, what Sadie was saying to him.
He lifted up on one elbow. His mouth fell open slightly. He stared at the dog's pointed
muzzle and long, lapping tongue. He watched the way it washed over her fingers and
pushed them aside to get at her bloated, puffy pussy lips.
He watched the way the flat of Pard's tongue massaged the puffy tissues and separated
them and then drilled inside the sodden cunt mouth, going deep, drinking the flow
from inside.
He watched the way Sadie's hand cupped the muzzle lovingly and tried to gently push
Pard aside. He listened to the words of endearment crooning from her full lips, and
then he felt the slight burning of his asshole, remembered her orders to Pard, and felt
his mind reel slightly with realization.
"My God!" he cried softly, looking down at her.
Sadie turned her head. She moaned and let her hips circle around Pard's inserted
tongue, then pushed Pard away quickly as she realized Logan now knew.
"You don't lie around masturbating for your sex!" Logan cried. "What a sap I am!
You've trained that goddamn dog to fuck you! That's how he knew what to do to my
ass! My God!"
"Yes, I've trained him to fuck me!" Sadie shot at him, her eyes now blazing. She raised
up on her elbows. Her tits jutted forward from her chest. Her thighs were still open, her
pussy still draining, and Pard sat on his haunches between her legs, panting happily,
awaiting the next command.
"My God!" Logan squeaked again.
"That horrifies you, Logan? Is it so unbelievable a woman could prefer a dog for her
lover to some goddamn prick-wielding man?"
"It's unreal!"
"Not when you've been raped again and again!" she cried. "Not when there are bastards
like you who won't stop when they're told to, who keep fucking and jabbing into your
body when you don't want them!"
"You wanted me," he said angrily. "You liked it, and you know it. You came like crazy
– more than once. Oh. Sadie," he said more softly, reaching toward her.
She slapped his hand away. He had been reaching for her tit, of course. Not her
shoulder or her toe or some other part of her body that wasn't sexual.
"Don't squeeze my tit!" she cried.
"All right – all right, Sadie," he said calmingly, unable to keep from glancing at Pard's
fangs at the same time.
"Let's get it straight, Logan," she said levelly. "I did not want you to fuck me. I told you
over and over I didn't, but you went right ahead, shoving your cock into me."
"Making you come, too."
"So what! I came – big deal. I was ready to cum anyway. I was ready when you drove
up unannounced and interrupted what Pard's long, lovely tongue was doing to my
cunt. Then you barged into my bedroom and caught me in the shower and interrupted
it again."
She changed positions, drawing away from him as if she hated him. "Goddamn egotist!
You thought I was masturbating my hot pussy because you were here, didn't you? like a
filly in heat around the stallion?"
"Well – yeah, I thought..."
"You thought wrong, Logan. I was only trying to finish up what my lovely Pard had
started, and I was right on the verge of cumming a second time, when you interrupted
and shoved your big goddamn cock into my pussy."
"You liked it, Sadie," he said again, unable or unwilling to really accept what she was
saying.
"Listen, Logan. Anything you got out of me, you can thank Pard for. He heated me up,
not you. You just kept on and on, no matter what I said, and that's the way it is with all
you male bastards. Watch this, you fucker!" she cried suddenly. "Watch and learn!"
She flopped back onto her back. She let her knees fall to the sides so that her pussy
opened wide. She put her hands to her cunt and spread the lips apart with her fingers.
"Suck my cunt, Pard! Come on, darling – lick my pussy and make me cum!"
"Sadie..."
"Shut up!"
She bumped her hips and made her cunt mouth suck open and closed. Pard's ears
perked forward, and he stared at the red, wet hole. He nearly dove for it, his long
tongue licking and slurping while Logan watched with wide eyes and open mouth.
"Ohhhhh, you beautiful baby," Sadie moaned, unable to keep from lifting her hips and
squirming them slightly.
"Jesus, Sadie – let me do that! Honey, let me suck..."
"Enough, Pard!" she commanded. "Pard, stop!"
The dog quit. He sat on his haunches again. His crimson prick slid in and out of his
sheath uncertainly.
"All right, Pard – fuck my pussy! Slide your big prick into my cunt and make me cum,
darling!"
The dog lifted his legs and straddled her body. He stood over her and panted down.
She lifted her arms and put them around his furry neck and eased him onto her body.
Her tits pushed into his fur, nuzzling softly there.
Logan couldn't really see the red prick go into her pussy. But he saw the way her head
tipped back and her lips went slack. And he heard the sharp intake of breath and knew
that it was happening.
"Ohhhhhh, beautiful..." she moaned.
Her hips lifted and fell. Wet sounds came from her pussy. Logan put his hand
reflexively to his ass when he felt the slight throb of remembered pain.
Pard growled softly and tossed his muzzle. His loins quivered and shook, and there was
an intent expression on his face, as if he were getting ready to come in her pussy.
"Ohhhhhh, stop, darling – stop fucking my pussy. That's enough, Pard – stop!" she
ordered.
The dog lifted up. Logan did see it this time. He saw the red, red prick slide from
Sadie's pussy and pop free, shining and full and large with the knot in it.
"See?" Sadie gasped, her eyes slightly hooded with lust. "Do you see how he obeys? He
doesn't keep on and on. And it doesn't matter how close to cumming he is. He does
what I tell him to do, and that's why I love him."
Logan reached out again. This time, she let him. He fondled her tit softly, afraid that if
he did it too hard she would slap his hand away again.
"Sadie, I'll... I can..."
"No, you won't, Logan. No man stops fucking when he's ready to cum. He doesn't
even have to be ready to cum. He just has to have his prick in a girl's pussy – or think
he's got a chance to get it there. And he keeps on going and going, no matter what she
says."
Sadie flipped over suddenly onto her hands and knees. She spread her legs and shoved
her ass up and back toward Pard. Her tits swung pointedly from her chest, and she
moaned with sudden heat.
"Ohhhhh, fuck my ass now, Pard! Fuck my ass and make me cum hard!"
The dog hopped up over her butt and mounted her. His red prick stabbed forward. It
shot between her cheeks and slid into her pussy by mistake.
"Ohhhhh, not my cunt, darling – my asshole!"
Pard danced on his hind legs and growled softly and withdrew from her pussy. He
found the tight, rubbery target and plunged his prick all the way into her body.
"Eeeee, yes! Yes!" Sadie gasped.
Logan gasped with her. He was half panting. His prick was a solid shaft again,
thumping with each beat of his heart.
"Sadie, Jesus!" he cried. "Don't come! Ohhhh, don't come with a damn dog fucking
you!"
Pard's cock punched in and out of her asshole. The big knot was so swollen it felt like a
baseball banging back and forth through her anal ring. Her whole body vibrated with
each expansion and contraction of the fiery muscle.
Pard was outdoing himself this time. The incredible thought crossed her mind that he
was trying to show up Logan for a better, more exciting fucker than a man.
Sadie gasped and shuddered. Her tits jutted downward from her chest. She felt her
spiked nipples graze the bedding and grow even stiffen
She looked at Logan's swollen, thudding cock, at the way he stared with disbelief at
what she was doing, the way she was shaking her round, tight ass back against her dog
lover's spearing prick.
She groaned harshly and thrust her hand to her pussy and began masturbating. Her
fingers slopped around in her wet meat. They fucked into her cunt hole, and she could
feel Pard's cock sliding in and out of her ass just on the other side of it.
She rolled her clit again and again, making the fiery nub stretch to unbelievable lengths
for more stimulation. Right then, she wouldn't have cared if Logan had somehow
shoved his throbbing cock into her pussy and fucked her hard.
The idea of the double stimulation swept through her body and made her suck in her
breath with a harsh sound. She felt her cunt swell open and then collapse and crush
down on her imbedded finger, and she knew it was all over.
"Yaaaaagh!" she cried heatedly. "Ohhhhhh, Pard! I'm cumming, darling! God, fill my
ass with your beautiful cum!"
"Sadie, no..." Logan grated, now jacking off his prick as he watched. He couldn't keep
his fist from his shaft. It flew up and down. He didn't give a damn. If she could let a
dog fuck her and lick her cunt in front of him, then he could, by God, jack off in front
of her, and he did.
"Ahhhhgh!" he cried tightly.
Sadie looked with hooded eyes. She saw the tip of his velvet-headed cock expand and
throb. Then it seemed to burst into a shower of white fluid.
His cream hosed from the big eye and arced toward her body. It spattered against the
side of her chest and ran down, curving onto the side of her tit, following the firm
contour of it until her nipple was coated, and then it drooled from her rubbery tit end
like thick cream she had spurted from the nipple herself.
Her body shuddered and shook. She groaned harshly and came and came, thrilling to
the sight of his spewing prick and to the feel of Pard's streaming lance and covering fur.
When they were finished, Sadie lay on her stomach, her hand still under her belly and
the fingers of it cupped around her wet, loose cunt.
Pard had hopped from the bed and was on the floor, licking his cock. He moaned and
lay over on his side, ready for a rest. He would come back up and do whatever she
ordered him to, but he wasn't actively looking for any more fucking just now.
Logan lay on his back and stared at the ceiling.
His prick was limp in his fist. It drooled over the backs of his knuckles. He wiped them
on the bed and sighed heavily.
After a moment, he sat up, shoulders slumped, legs over the edge of the bed. His back
was to Sadie. He reached to the floor and picked up his shirt, took a cigarette from the
pack in the pocket, lit it with the lighter on her nightstand, and blew smoke through
his nostrils with a strong rush of air.
"I still love you, Sadie," he said quietly, not looking at her. "I still want to marry you. I
still want Jeff and Linda to have a new mother. But right now I don't know which one
of us is crazier, you or me!"
"It's you, Logan," she said, her voice muffled by the bedding her face was pressed
against.
He looked around, taking in the round swell of her naked ass. The thought of falling
atop it and fucking it hard flitted through his mind and vanished. It was male ego – a
striking back at the thought he'd been out fucked by a dog.
"What?" he said.
She lifted her head and looked at him. "It's you. You're the crazy one. You still won't
give up. Men never know when the hell to quit. You've just seen what Pard does, what
he means to me, how he thrills me and makes me come, and yet you won't believe what
you just witnessed."
"It isn't natural. It isn't right. People ought to like fucking people, and dogs ought to
like fucking dogs."
"And men ought to know when a woman doesn't want to be raped."
"I didn't rape you, Sadie. I couldn't rape anybody."
She laughed sharply. "What the hell do you call it then?"
He shrugged. "I was just being – persistent," he said lamely.
"Because you thought you knew what I wanted more than I knew what I wanted, right?
Typical. Goddamn typical."
"All right! You've made your point. It won't happen again."
"It sure as hell won't, Logan," she said levelly.
"Listen, Sadie, I–"
There was a feminine howl from outside, tears and pain. The front door slammed. The
noises got louder as Linda limped through the house on a twisted ankle.
Logan jumped up from the bed and thrust his legs into his pants. He zipped them and
buckled them quickly and looked down at Sadie, who was slipping into her robe.
"We're going to talk about this some more, Sadie," he said.
She looked at him. She sighed heavily and made a face of utter disgust. "We'll talk or
else, I suppose?" she said crisply. "God!"
He gave her a dark look and snorted smoke through his nose again. Jenny hadn't been
so touchy about being told what to do now and then. What the hell was the matter with
Sadie?
He turned from her and had to step over Pard on the way out. He thought about things
as he went looking for his daughter. He thought hard.


Chapter 4

"Aunt Sadie, is it all right if Jeff and I go under the sprinkler out in the back yard?"
Linda asked excitedly.
Sadie finished cleaning up the lunch dishes. She shut off the water and wiped her hand
on the round swell of her right buttock and looked at her niece.
Linda was twelve, now. She had Jenny's dainty stature and button nose and hair so light
yellow it was nearly white. She was already in a little bikini suit, and her hair was
pulled back in a pony tail.
Sadie ran her eyes over the girl and saw that the suit was a size too small already and
was going to have to be discarded by the end of the summer.
The round, tight little ass that was a family trait stretched the panties to the bursting
point and left part of her smooth-skinned cheeks naked.
The halter wasn't baggy any more, either. It was filled with the firm flesh of fresh, new
tits budding from Linda's chest. The girlish fat on her body was slimming to smooth
thighs and narrow waist and curving hips, and Sadie knew it wouldn't be long at all
before the boys started getting stiff pricks when they looked at Linda.
The blue eyes were girlish and innocent right at the moment, but Sadie remembered all
too well the thoughts and desires that had been in her mind when she was twelve. She
knew that Linda was developing a growing sexual awareness.
A strangely protective feeling came over her – the unfulfilled maternal instinct,
perhaps. One corner of her mind wondered if Linda had been fucked yet. It was pretty
certain she'd seen a stiff prick, at least. Jeff was fourteen and going into high school
next fall, and Sadie remembered damn well what boys were like at that age.
"Can we, Aunt Sadie?" Linda persisted, all girlish innocence at the moment.
"Sure," Sadie smiled. "Does Jeff have his suit too?"
"Just his underpants, he says. But that's all right, isn't it? Nobody can see through all
your thick bushes, can they?"
Sadie felt her heart skip a beat. For some reason she couldn't define, her pussy
throbbed, deep inside. "I guess that's all right, Linda," she said.
She wiped her hand on her buttock again. It lingered there, feeling suddenly sensitive
and thrilling. "You haven't heard from your father, have you? Did he call while I was
out this morning?"
"Huh-uh."
"He said he'd be gone a couple of days. This is three already. You don't suppose he
forgot about you two, do you?"
"I don't care if he did, Aunt Sadie," she cried, hugging Sadie quickly for a spontaneous
moment. "I like being here. I don't like that old apartment. There's no yard to play in
or any fireflies to catch at night or anything. And worst of all, Pard isn't there. He's fun
to play with."
Sadie looked closely at her. She wondered for a fleeting moment if Linda had a real idea
just how fun Pard was. She nearly felt jealous, imagining the long tongue and pointed
muzzle buried in the soft, virginal, hairless pussy lips.
Jeff came into the kitchen, then, tossing dark hair from his eyes, grinning daringly, if
not strutting just a little. He was in white knit briefs and nothing else.
He had his father's good build and dark eyes and damn near the same kind of
challenging smirk on his lips. He looked Sadie right in the eye, and there was an
excited expression on his face.
"Why don't you come out with us, Aunt Sadie? It's going to be a hot day," he said. "As
long as you've got the week off, you may as well enjoy it, huh?"
Sadie couldn't help glancing down below his waist. She saw the compact bulge of his
prick and balls inside the pouch of the briefs. She wondered if he'd inherited his
father's big prick, too.
"I'm sorry I don't have any trunks for you, Jeff," she said.
"Aw, that's all right. What's it matter, anyway? I wear my underpants in the apartment
all the time in front of Linda, and Mom never said anything about it bothering her any.
If it bothers you, Aunt Sadie, then I won't do it."
Sadie laughed with a tight sound. "Heavens no, Jeff! I'm too old to care anyway."
"Not too old," he said quietly. He swept his eyes over the full cups of her halter and
then looked intently at the crotch of her shorts, right where her pussy lips puffed them
out and made a soft little mound between her thighs.
Cheeky little shit! Sadie thought. Only fourteen, and thinking just like a goddamn
fucking man already.
She turned away from the twinkle of daring in his eye and rinsed off another dish. "Go
on out and play in the sprinkler," she said, talking to him as if he were five. "Just 
don't trample my flowers."
"We won't, Aunt Sadie," Linda cried happily, turning around and running out, her
tight little ass-cheeks jiggling up and down.
Sadie felt Jeff standing behind her. She didn't acknowledge him but splashed water in
the sink noisily. She refused to give him the thrill of having his genital bulge looked at
again. After a moment of silence, he turned and went out, and a rush of breath escaped
her lungs.
She reached down with her wet hand and grabbed her pussy and squeezed hard, feeling
the tingles in it. She glanced out the window and saw them bending over to adjust the
sprinkler. Pard barked and romped with them, all dog now and not a bit her lover.
She shook her cupping hand up and down over her pussy and moaned softly, and her
mind went to the bedroom and the bed and the way it would feel hot and wild to
masturbate right now.
The phone rang, and the thought fled from her mind. It wasn't Logan. It was a very
persistent woman trying to sell her something. By the time she hung up, she was
irritated.
She went to the window and looked through it again. The kids were making gleeful
sounds under the silvery spray from the sprinkler. Pard stood his ground and bit at the
water, then jumped back and did it again.
Sadie stared at her nephew. Jeff's briefs were soaked. As she'd known they would,
they'd become transparent. They clung to his youthful ass-cheeks and showed the deep
line between them clearly. They were plastered around his balls and prick and outlined
his young cock clearly.
While she watched, he picked up the hose and started chasing Linda around the yard
with it, making her squeal all the more. Pard barked and romped along with them.
Sadie turned from the window and got her gardening tools and went out the side door.
There was a part of her garden that doubled back on itself and made pockets of dense
foliage. By the time she'd moved furtively to one of them, Jeff and Linda and Pard were
in another, just as she'd known they would be. She knelt in the grass and peered
through the bushes and watched and listened.
"Jeff – what are you doing!" Linda cried softly.
She stood on her knees in the grass and looked at him with wide eyes, silvery drops of
water gleaming on her fine skin. Jeff had shoved the end of the hose into his baggy,
soaked briefs. Water poured from his crotch between his feet.
He grinned at her. "Look, Linda – I'm taking a piss." He made a face of exaggerated
relief.
"Oh, you are not, Jeff."
"The hell! Here, I'll prove it."
He removed the hose and pushed the front of his soaked briefs down. His young prick
and balls flashed in the sun, and a stream spouted from the end of his cock.
"Jeff!" Linda cried with shock. "Oh, you're nasty! You'd better stop doing that, or Aunt
Sadie'll see you."
"Naw, she won't. She can't see anything through these bushes from the house." He
finished with a spurt and left his prick bowing out. He offered her the hose. "Here, you
do it."
"I don't have to."
"Put the hose in your panties and let the water run over your pussy. That'll make you."
She giggled. He squirted her crotch with the running water, and silvery streams ran
down her belly and between her firm young thighs.
"That tickles, Jeff – don't," she said. "Oh, put your thing back in your pants before she
sees you, Jeff!"
"That's not a thing, dummy. That's a dick. And anyway, what if she does see it. I'll bet
she'd get her pussy dripping like yours right now if she caught sight of this big dick."
"Huh?"
"Christ, don't you know anything yet, Linda? Here – take a piss," he said, lifting the
waist of her bikinis from her flat tummy. He looked down while he shoved the hose in,
and his prick jerked stiffly.
"Ooooo, that tickles!" Linda cried. Water flooded from her crotch. "It's making me!"
she cried.
"Let me see."
"No."
"I don't believe you're pissing. Anyway, you got to watch me do it. That's only fair,
Linda."
"No," she said.
"Well, shit – let me see your tits, anyway." He held his prick and balls and shook them
at her. "Look, you get to see mine, even with a hard on.
That ought to be worth seeing what your tits look like."
"You saw them last week. Oh, mmmmm – that felt good. I really had to go."
Jeff went around behind her. He leaned over her and unhooked her bra and whipped it
away and leered at the fresh cones on her chest.
"Jeff, you stop that!" she cried softly, glancing fearfully toward the house. Pard barked.
He came between her slim thighs and bit at the stream of water, licking and snorting.
Then he pushed forward and shoved his muzzle right into her crotch and knocked her
over onto her tight little butt with a squeak.
"Oh, he's licking my pussy! Pard, you naughty doggie! Oh, it tickles! No, Pard – no!"
she cried, pushing him away.
Obedient as ever, Pard sat on his haunches and watched. Jeff wasn't that well trained.
He stood over her and let the hose run on her pantied cunt and then reached down and
began rolling the bottoms from her hips.
"Jeff, stop!" she cried. "You're not supposed to do that! And you're not supposed to
stand around with your hard dick sticking in my face! Jeff! I'm gonna tell Aunt Sadie
on you, if you don't stop it!"
"Go ahead and tell her, baby. She's a woman. Women have grown up and aren't babies
like you. They like to look at stiff dicks, dummy. And I'll bet old big-tits would get a
pussy wetter than this hose just from looking at mine, since she doesn't have any guy
around to fuck her."
"Jeff – stop it!" Linda wailed, rolling onto her tummy, trying to get away from him.
He was on his knees now. His raging cock speared over her middle. He was making
headway in getting her bottoms rolled over her pert, round ass. The white cheeks
gleamed in the sun, spangled with water droplets.
When he had the material halfway down her thighs, he angled his prick down with his
hand and laid the rigid shaft in her deep asscrack and moaned softly.
"Jeff, what are you doing! Stop it!" she wailed again, close to tears now.
To complicate matters, Pard had come over. He was pawing at her firm ass. His scarlet
prick shot back and forth from his sheath hesitantly.
"Ow-w-w, he's scratching my butt! Jeff, cut it out! I'm telling!"
Jeff laughed and rolled her over onto her back. He stared down at her hairless, puffy
gap and sucked in his breath. His prick jerked several times, and a flush came to his
face.
"Oh, Linda," he gasped softly.
"Stop looking at my pussy! Put that stiff thing back in your underpants! Jeff – he's
licking me! Stop him, Jeff! Oh, let me up, darn you!"
She writhed and twisted on her back. Her fresh, cone-shaped tits jutted and shook, the
pink nipples reaching for the sky. Her hips circled wildly and made her puffy, hairless
pussy lips open and close and show the pink, fresh, virginal tissues inside them.
Jeff sat on the tops of her thighs and held her down. His prick jerked and speared and
throbbed as he watched his sister's pussy mouth suck open and closed.
Pard found the dainty little slit with his tongue and began licking and lapping at it,
twisting his neck down to get a better shot. His tongue flashed. It rippled up her gap
and flipped her virginal clit and made her gasp.
"Ohhhhh, Jeff – make him stop, Jeff!" she cried with a moan.
"Linda, Linda – shit what a sweet pussy! Man, I want to fuck it! Ohhhh, Linda, let me
fuck it!"
He grabbed his cock and jacked it quickly. He angled it toward her silky pussy and ran
the head up between her succulent lips. Pard's tongue washed over the pulsing
cockhead and around the puffy lips at the same time, adding moisture and slipperiness
and sensation to both their bodies.
"Ohhhh, Jeff, stop it, stop it!" Linda cried. "This isn't nice, Jeff! We're not supposed to
do this!"
"Shut up, dummy!" he whispered harshly. "You want her to come out and give us
hell?"
"Yes! I want you to stop this instant! Let me up, Jeff!"
"Not until I've slipped my prick into that sweet pussy and fucked it off!" he gasped.
He began to lower himself. Pard stopped licking and watched. He eyed Jeff's butt
speculatively, perhaps remembering the way it had gone with his mistress and Logan
the other day. He lifted a paw to Jeff's butt, and Jeff slapped it away.
Linda watched the big, throbbing prick jutting from her brother's loins come toward
her helpless pussy. The velvety head swept up her gap again and made her hips buck.
"Jeff, stop!" she cried.
Her face had been filled with anger and indignation and fright. The facade crumpled
suddenly, and she burst into tears of frustration as it became clear that her brother
wasn't going to stop.
Sadie watched it all happen with mounting anger. The moment Linda began crying,
she'd had enough. It was too much like that night of helplessness and frustration
twenty years ago.
There was only Jeff this time, with an occasional lick from Pard, but the situation was
just the same, and she was damned if she'd watch Jeff pop his sister's cherry amidst the
cries of protest and then go away thinking he could rape any young girl into liking it.
He needed to be taught that wasn't how it was done. Just the way his father needed
teaching.
She stood up abruptly, parted the bushes, and stepped through them. "All right, Jeff –
she said to stop! Now I'm telling you to stop!"
His head whipped around. His jaw dropped. His prick jerked in his fist. "Aunt Sadie!"
he gasped.
Sadie went over to him and grabbed his shoulder and gave him a hard shove, spinning
him around onto his butt. Constant gardening gave her slim arms more strength than
would be expected from them. Jeff sat with his knees up and his cock jutting toward her
and was plenty startled.
"I wasn't going to do anything, Aunt Sadie! I was only playing around! I wasn't really
going to fuck her!"
She gave him a look of disgust. She went to Linda and comforted her a moment. She
was unable to keep from looking at the fresh, virginal pussy lips, smooth and hairless,
and at the sweet cones of her budding tits.
"You go on in the house, honey," she said softly. "Take Pard with you and dry him off.
You're okay now. I'll come in and talk to you in a little while, all right?"
"Y-Yes, Aunt Sadie," Linda sobbed.
She hitched up her bikini bottoms and picked up her halter and let it dangle from her
fingers as she walked toward the house, Pard following, his shaggy coat plastered
against him in wet spots.
Sadie turned toward her nephew. "You come with me, buster," she said threateningly.
He got up. He pulled his underpants up over his prick, which was now pretty limp.
"What're you going to do, Aunt Sadie? You going to tell Dad? Oh, Jesus, don't tell Dad
– please!"
She took him by the shoulder and pushed him toward the house. He nearly rebelled.
She would have had a real fight on her hands if he had, but he was too frightened to
push his luck.
They reached the house. He glanced around at her. She pointed toward her bedroom.
She could hear Linda in the laundry room at the other end of the house, talking and
laughing to Pard as she dried him.
Jeff went into her bedroom and stood nervously. Sadie closed the door behind her and
locked it. He watched her. He glanced at her full-titted halter and then at her face. He
licked dry lips when he saw her expression.
"What're you going to do to me, Aunt Sadie?" he asked weakly. "You better not try
whipping me, or I'll hit you. I swear I will."
"Take those off," she ordered, pointing at his baggy, soaked underpants. "Now, you
little shit!"
"Aw, jeez, Aunt Sadie!" he wailed.
"Obey me, Jeff!" she said sharply. "Every single thing I tell you to do, you do!" She
reached behind her back with both hands and unhooked her halter and whipped it
from her tits. The pointed mounds shook and jiggled on her chest as she threw the
halter on the floor. "Now, take them off, and I'll teach you the right way to fuck a
woman!" she said.


Chapter 5

Jeff's eyes bulged from his head. He sucked in his breath and licked his lips and stared
at his aunt's thrusting, jutting, chestful of tits.
He let out a nervous sound, grinned shakily and thought better of it, then stooped over
to push his briefs down his legs. His cock dangled between his thighs. Then he stared
as Sadie undid the clasps to her shorts and pushed them and her panties off her hips
and pert ass, and his cock swept up in a swift arc.
"Still think your Aunt Sadie's too old for you, Jeff?"
"No!" he gasped.
"Well, Linda's too young, I'll tell you that." She looked at his hard cock. "Grab your
prick. You know what I mean – take it in your hand and jack it off while I watch."
"Aw, jeez–" he gasped. He looked at her full, bloated pussy, fringed with curls the color
of honey, and he gripped his straining prick and started fisting it.
"You can sit on the edge of the bed while you do it," she said. "Go on, sit. Lie down, if
you want to. But keep beating that meat."
"Until I cum?" he gasped.
"If I say so, yes. If I tell you to stop and do something else, then you do that,
understand?"
"But..."
"Do you understand that, Jeff?" she said distinctly.
"Y-Yes," he gulped.
"You're not working at it very hard, Jeff. Your big strong cock is getting a little flimsy
there. Stiffen it up! Jack off, you little shit!"
Jeff gulped and lay on his back and whipped his hand up and down his prick until his
balls bounced under his crotch. He looked at the wall, the ceiling, his prick, and her.
Nothing seemed to help much.
"I can't do it with you there," he gasped. "Not when you're so mad at me, Aunt Sadie!"
"You just need some help," she said. She walked to the edge of the bed. He stared at
her body, watching her pussy lips slide back and forth softly against each other as she
walked.
She lifted one foot onto the bed. Her pussy gaped open in front of his eyes. She tipped
her pelvis forward and let him look into her pink-meated depths.
She cupped one of her tits with her hand and played with the nipple, rolling it in her
fingers until it was spiked and rubbery and red. She looked directly into his eyes while
she did it and then at his prick.
"Come on, Jeff," she said more gently. "Make it stiff again. Jack it off."
"I-I don't understand why you're doing this, Aunt Sadie," he stammered, working on
his prick again.
"You don't have to understand, Jeff. Would you rather I tell Logan you were trying to
rape your sister?"
"Jesus, no!"
"Then get busy. Then do every damn thing I tell you to do." She watched him a
moment. He was still having trouble. "Look at my pussy a minute, Jeff," she said.
She put her hand to it. She separated the succulent lips with the tips of her fingers.
They made a sucking sound of dampness. She placed the length of her finger into the
silky gap and moved it up and down slowly.
The tip of her finger dipped into her pussy mouth. She twirled it around. He stared and
sucked in his breath and saw the muscular orifice stretch and suck at her fingertip. He
saw his first pussy quiver and grow wet, and he caught a faint whiff of her cuntal
aroma.
"Ohhhhh, Jesus," he moaned softly. His fist whipped up and down his cock again, and
the rod was suddenly stiff as iron. "The guys would never believe this in a million
years."
"Of course they won't, Jeff, because you're not going to tell them or anyone, is that
perfectly clear?"
"Ohhhh, yes, Aunt Sadie," he moaned.
His hips started to buck up and down. It was plain that he was getting into the mood
now. He jacked at his prick with great feeling. He stared at her open, spread pussy.
Sadie circled her clit with the tip of her finger. It jumped and stretched from its tented
folds and pulsed pinkly. "Ohhhh," she moaned softly, tipping her pelvis up again,
making her hips rock back and forth with growing heat.
"That's my clit, Jeff. That's what turns a woman on. All you men think about is stuffing
a finger or a prick or something up a woman's cunt. You think you've got it made, then
– that she's in ecstasy. And you're all wrong. It's the clit, Jeff! But you've got to know
how to touch it to make it feel right. Mmmmm, reach up and touch my clit for me,
Jeff."
She reached down and took his hand from his prick. The turgid shaft throbbed and
jerked. She moved his fingertip to her clit and pushed her cunt forward at the same
time.
"Gently, you coarse little shit! There. Yes, there. That's it. Mmmmm, around in circles.
Love it, don't jab at it. Ohhhh, yes, now you're catching on!"
He held his breath. He felt the little nub roll under the tip of his finger. Her flesh was
unbelievably silky and slippery with her juices. He watched her pussy mouth suck and
pulse underneath his finger as he worked on her clit, and he knew she was liking it. His
prick throbbed and jerked. He put his other hand on it and jacked himself awkwardly.
Sadie moved her pelvis gently up and down, enjoying the touch of his finger. She lifted
her pussy up on purpose, and his fingertip slipped quickly into her pussy mouth. She
squeezed down with her muscles and made them suck and milk it.
"I didn't tell you to put your finger in my pussy, did I, Jeff?"
"No," he said. He grinned slightly when she didn't slide it out or hit him or yell at him.
He fucked it into her cunt farther and grinned again, going wild over the slippery, silky
feel of her cuntal walls. He imagined all that wet warmth wrapped around his straining
prick and sucking at it, and he nearly shot his wad.
"Then take it out," she said quietly. "I told you what made me feel good. You're not
doing what I told you, Jeff."
He looked at the expression on her face, and his grin faded. He slipped his finger from
the wet, warm haven. He moved it back to her clit. The clinging juices made her satiny
gap slipperier than ever.
"Mmmmmm, that's much better," she moaned. "You might even make me come this
way, did you know that? Would you like to make me cum, Jeff?"
"Uh-huh," he croaked, circling his finger with more enthusiasm.
Sadie tipped her head back and cupped her tits with her hands and rolled both of them,
making her nipples spike. She pushed her pussy back and forth against his finger and
let him masturbate her to the point where her whole body was screaming for release.
"Stop!" she said abruptly. She gasped and breathed hard. Her hips would barely stay
still. She was right on the verge.
Jeff looked at her and couldn't stop. He was aching to make her cum right there in
front of his eyes. He was dying to see that silky, slippery pussy mouth suck and pulse.
Besides, his prick was trembling with the need to explode and send his cum flying
through the air.
"I said to stop!" Sadie ordered, slapping at his hand.
His eyes jerked in his head. "You said to make you cum!" he wailed.
"I said for you to stop. Didn't you hear me say that? Aren't you going to learn to do
what I tell you to?"
"I'm sorry!" he cried.
"I didn't tell you to quit jacking off! Fist that prick!"
He whipped it until his hips lifted and his balls drew up tightly under his crotch and
threatened to erupt.
Sadie watched him. She felt her pussy squirming and shaking, and it was all she could
do to keep her hands from it and let them both go spiraling over the top in
masturbatory glee. But she had better things in mind for her nephew.
"That's enough, Jeff!" she ordered abruptly. "Don't cum! Stop right now!"
"Uh, uh, uhhhhh," he groaned, yanking his hand from his prick just at the final
moment. His prick throbbed and jerked and whipped around, the tip pulsing wildly.
His hips shuddered, but he didn't cum. Just didn't.
"That was better, darling," she said softly, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Much better."
"Ohhhhhh, I've gotta cum, Aunt Sadie! My nuts'll be killing me in a little while if I
don't cum!"
"You'll cum, Jeff. I'll see that you cum very hard, I promise. All you have to do is follow
my directions, and everything will work out just beautifully."
"A-All right," he puffed. "Ohhhhh, what do you want me to do now, Aunt Sadie?"
She pushed him flat on his back. He looked up with wide eyes when she got on her
knees over him, lifted one, and straddled his torso, facing him.
Her pointed tits jutted from her chest and weaved firmly. She cupped them in her
hands and moaned softly. She stood on her knees over his chest, and her pussy was
wide open to his eyes.
She walked forward, up his body, bringing her drooling cunt closer and closer to his
face. He stared up at the curly pubes and the soft, red meat. He saw the sheen of her
juices lining her gap and flowing from her cunt lips. He saw the thrusting nub of her
throbbing clit jutting from the top of her cleft.
She bumped her pelvis back and forth in fucking motions, her soft, inner thighs turning
outward. Jeff's prick strained and throbbed heatedly, begging for the final touch that
would send it into spurting pulses.
"Ohhhhh, Aunt Sadie – I can see up into your pussy," he moaned. "I mean, up into it!
God! Ohhhhh, my God!"
"Do you like the way my pussy looks, Jeff?"
"Oh, yes!"
"Here, darling-look closer. I'll let you look real close. Just as close as you want to."
She walked up his body until her knees were astride his neck. He looked nearly straight
up. He saw the wet pocket of flesh at the bottom of her pussy, the under softness of her
crotch, and the tight, rubbery ring of her asshole.
"God – I can see everything!" he gasped. "Ohhhhh, shit!"
"Kiss it," she said.
"What?"
"Kiss my cunt, Jeff."
He licked his lips. "You mean – suck it."
"To start with."
"Jeez, Aunt Sadie, I..." he stammered, obviously reluctant.
"Grown men like to suck cunts, Jeff," she taunted, mimicking a remark he'd made to
Linda. "Open your mouth, darling. Purse your lips. That's the way. Now, put your
hands on my ass and pull my pussy to your face and kiss my wet, soft, hot lips with
yours."
"Ohhhhh, God," Jeff moaned.
He reached up and held her butt cheeks. He squeezed them again and again, as if he
couldn't get enough of the resilient feel of them. But Sadie knew he was stalling. She
knew the idea of pushing his face into her wet pussy meat was thrilling and repulsive to
him at the same time.
"Pull my pussy down, darling. Lift your head. That's it. Mmmmmm, smell my hot
pussy. Isn't that a thrilling smell? Doesn't it make you want to dive into my cunt and
lap up all my juice and make me cum?"
"Uh-uh..." he croaked.
"Jeff, listen. If playing with my clit with your finger made me nearly cum, just think
what sucking on it with your soft lips and warm tongue will do to me. I know what it
will do to me, darling, and that's why I want you to do it."
"Aw, Aunt Sadie..."
"Stop stalling, Jeff. You'd like me to suck your hot, throbbing prick with my warm
mouth, wouldn't you?"
"You mean it?" he gasped. "You really mean it? You'd give me a blow job? Ohhhhh,
shit!"
"Only if you continue to do what I tell you, Jeff. Come on, now – suck my cunt.
French it, darling. Use your lips and tongue at the same time. Fuck your tongue into
my wet cunt and twirl it around and lick my clit and make me cum!"
"Are you going to make me stop again and give me hell?"
"That depends on whether you follow my exact instructions, Jeff."
He licked his lips nervously. He sucked in his breath. He wrinkled his nose and sniffed
at her honeyed scent and went slightly rigid as he braced himself.
Sadie flexed her knees, dropping her drenched pussy toward his face. She watched him
closely. His lips parted. His tongue licked out once and went back in. He lifted his head
a little toward her pussy. He held his breath and didn't know whether to close his eyes
or stare at her clit with them crossed and unfocused. He did both.
His pursed lips touched hers then drew back quickly. She felt warm breath rush from
his nostrils and bathe her open pussy. She moaned and cupped the back of his head
and pulled his face toward her pussy, impatient for him to suck it now.
He gasped and sputtered. His open mouth mashed against her sodden cunt lips and
flattened them. Juice smeared over his mouth and nose.
"Ah! Ah!" he gasped, snorting into her wet flesh.
She let him back away, even though her cunt cried for more. He licked his lips
furiously, like a kitten tasting milk for the first time. He gulped and grinned.
"It-it's not bad," he said.
"Now, you're growing up, darling. Mmmmm, suck my wet, sweet pussy some more. If
you do it right, Jeff, I might let myself cum for you. Wouldn't you like to feel my silky
cunt spasming all around your tongue and lips? Wouldn't you like to know that you
made your Aunt Sadie groan and cum?"
"Yes, yes!" he cried. "Can I jack off my prick too? Ohhhh, God, I'm so hot!"
"Not just now, Jeff," she said shakily, cupping the back of his head again.
She was enjoying it. She was actually enjoying sexual contact with this young male. She
never thought it would happen. She knew why it was happening, of course. She had
control. She was guiding the fucking this time, instead of being raped.
She spread her wet, quaking cunt and mashed it fully down over his open mouth again.
She tipped her head back and moaned. She felt his lips nibble at her cunt flaps.
His tongue slurped over the insides of her lips and then the outsides. It circled her cunt
hole and tasted the satiny texture and the oiled slipperiness of her tissues, and then he
fucked his tongue deeply into her pussy.
"Ohhhhh, yes!" she cried. She sucked in air sibilantly. "Fuck it, Jeff – fuck my pussy
with your tongue! But don't forget my clit!"
Her tits wobbled on her chest as she leaned slightly over and cradled his head in her
hands. She rolled his head back and forth, directing his mouth and lips and tongue all
over her slit.
She nearly tipped her pelvis up and forward and made him spear her quaking asshole
with his tongue, but she knew that would come later. She didn't want to teach him too
much at once.
He sucked and slurped avidly at her draining cunt, and wet sounds filled the room.
Sadie's nipples spiked far out from the ends of her tits, and she knew she wasn't going
to be able to hold it.
"Jeff – oh, you darling!" she gasped. "I'm going to cum! Jeff, get ready! It's going to
flood out of my pussy and run all over your mouth and tongue. Swallow, darlingswallow 
my honey! Oh! Ohhhhh, God, yes! Ahhhhhhghr"
She pulled up. She mashed his face against her spasming pussy. Her cunt pulsed and
drained, and the silky muscles inside made her juices flow.
He licked and licked. He squirmed under her, not in protest any more but in an effort
to get his tongue deeper and deeper into her flooded cunt.
Her ass shook in his hands and pumped up and down as she came and came. Her
asshole sucked and pulsed at air, and she wished she had a cock in it to give it
something to squeeze around.
She gasped out the last of her orgasm and slumped forward. Her tits brushed against
his eyes and forehead, and the little darling lifted his mouth and sucked the ends
between his lips.
"Ohhhhh, Jeff – you made your Aunt Sadie cum very hard. Mmmmmm, your lips are
so slippery from my pussy juices. Ohhhh, I like the way you're sucking my tits, Jeff. I
don't have to teach you anything about sucking tits, do I?"
"Ohhhhh, Aunt Sadie," he groaned waveringly. "Let me jack off! Let me do something!
I'm so hot I can't stand it any more!"
She lifted up. She looked down at him. She watched him squirm and writhe. His hand
was aching to grab his cock and jack it, but she didn't tell him to, and he didn't.
"That was very good, Jeff. You deserve a reward for the lovely way you sucked my
pussy. But you're going to have to learn something new while you're getting it."
"Yes!" he croaked. "Teach me more, Aunt Sadie! Anything! God, I'll learn anything!"
She lifted her leg from astride his neck. She twisted around and straddled him again,
backwards, this time. She bent forward, her hair falling around his hips, her face
hovering over the fresh, white, trembling stalk of his cock.
Her ass flared backwards. Her pussy and deep asscrack spread wide right over his face,
and she heard him gasp with the sight of her naked crotch.
She squeezed her asshole and made it pucker and pulse. Her pussy mouth sucked and
drooled. His tongue whipped up and lapped a bead of cunt juice from her lip.
"You know what I want you to learn next, don't you, Jeff?" she asked, glancing back
under her body.
He looked into her eyes. Their line of sight ran underneath her flared pussy lips and
flat tummy and between the dangling cones of her firm tits.
He glanced up at her asshole, the round globes of her firm ass, the spread, wet, pink
meat of her pussy and crotch, then back into her eyes again. His cock jerked and
throbbed wildly right under her face, and his thighs scissored under the silky
stimulation of her dangling hair.
"Yes!" he whispered hoarsely.
"I don't even have to tell you what to do with all that exposed meat right over your
face, do I?"
"You don't have to tell me, Aunt Sadie."
"Then do it, Jeff – God, do it!"
He swept his hands over her ass. He felt the lines of her thighs and hips and butt flesh.
He groaned in the back of his throat and lifted his head and pulled her wide open
crotch toward his face at the same time.
"Ohhhhh, God..." he moaned.
He buried his face into her wet crotch. His tongue licked and lapped at her pussy. It
washed over her clit and swept along her blazing gap and lay flat against the silky area
between her cunt mouth and her asshole.
Then he sucked in his breath and did it. Oh, he did it!
His tongue didn't even circle her asshole first. He just made a point of it and shot it
into her tight anal mouth. His chin became buried in her wet pussy at the same time.
He fucked and pumped with his tongue, and Sadie jerked her head up and gasped
loudly.
"Ahhhhhgh! That's it! Jeff! Fuck my asshole! Ahhhhhgh, play with my pussy at the
same time, darling! Yes! God, yes!"
He did it all. He obeyed every order she gave him. He not only followed instructions,
he improved on the instructions and made her ass toss and weave over his face.
He tried to hold her butt still so that he could fuck his tongue even deeper into her
clenching asshole, but she couldn't stop her whole torso from gyrating.
"Ohhhhh, my God!" she cried, gasping again and again for breath. Her tits swelled
from her chest and pushed into his belly with pointed, rubbery nipples.
She felt pleased inside. More than pleased. Ecstatic. She had performed a marvelous
service. She had taught a rape-minded male how to follow orders and fuck a woman
right.
How many young girls had she saved from the fate that had befallen her twenty years
ago? Many – it had to be many.
She grabbed his prick by the root. His hips jerked. She looked at the white young stalk,
throbbing so mightily, pulsing at the tip, leaking drop after drop of clear oil.
She parted her lips. Her tongue tip darted out and flicked off one of the slippery drops.
She drew it into her mouth and savored it, then swallowed.
She shivered, remembering the rushing flow of the first prick the dark-haired boy had
fucked into her mouth. She had never sucked another prick since – except Pard's the
other night.
"Jeff..." she gasped. "Honey, I'm going to give you a special treat for being so good to
my ass. But you've got to follow orders, Jeff. Promise?"
"Yes, Aunt Sadie!" he cried shakily, his prick bobbing and jerking. "Anything! I'll do
anything you tell me to!"
"Don't cum in my mouth. I won't like that, Jeff. It'll ruin everything if you cum in my
mouth, Jo you understand?"
"Y-Yes, Aunt Sadie," he groaned, disappointment clear in his voice.
He buried his face in her deep asscleft again, pulling on her hips, sucking and slurping,
his tongue busier than ever. She held his prick erect. She parted her lips. She closed her
eyes.
Then she felt the swollen head throb past her lips and reach into her mouth. She
clamped her lips around the stalk. She ran her tongue up and down the shaft, pulling
on the upstroke as if to milk his prick like a big teat.
"Yaaaaagh!" he bellowed.
His tongue shot into her asshole. His hips jerked up under her face and made his
trembling prick fuck to the back of her mouth and bump against her throat.
Sadie started to gag and draw away in horror, knowing that she'd sucked him over the
top and would be flooded with mancream at any second.
But something happened. Her throat opened, and his cock slid into it. Down her
throat!
His prick pulsed against her squeezing lips. The pounding throbs rippled over her
tongue. She felt her virginal throat muscles stretched by the pulsing waves, and then
she felt the hosing cream bathe her throat and flood toward her stomach.
"Ahhhhgh!" he bellowed again. "Aunt Sadie! I'm cumming! God, I can't stop it! It just
keeps coming and coming! Oh, ahhhhhhhgh!"
His whole torso writhed and shuddered and lifted and arched. His prick pulsed and
hosed into her throat, and his pubes mashed against her soft, pursed, startled lips.
Her emotions swam. She didn't know what to think. The little bastard had fucked his
cock into her mouth after all and shot his wad there, distinctly against her orders.
And yet, it wasn't in her mouth. She didn't taste a thing. It was all spewing past her
taste buds into her belly and wasn't causing her any real discomfort.
But look at what was happening to him!
She'd never experienced anything like it before. The difference was subtle in a way, but
very real nevertheless. Jeff had tried not to cum in her mouth, and he really hadn't. Her
throat wasn't her mouth, after all.
He'd tried to follow orders, but she'd driven him too far, made him too hot to contain
his explosion.
That was different from the others, even from his father. The others had all used her
body and cunt and lips to heat themselves with so that they could cum when they felt
like cumming.
Even though Jeff had been unable to restrain himself, she had still controlled it all – all
but his final impulsive, uncontrollable thrust into her throat.
Intent... that was the key word. That was the subtle difference. That was what made her
know she couldn't be angry with him.
She felt his tongue stab back into her asshole and fuck furiously there in an effort to
bring her off with him and to make recompense for his spontaneous explosion.
Her ass circled over his face. She puffed through her nostrils. She moaned somewhere
in the back of her throat and continued to squeeze and draw on his prick to make his
orgasm the best he would ever get in his life, the one to remember until he was ninety,
the one to compare all other sucks and fucks and orgasms against.
"Aaiieeeee!" he squealed finally.
His body went as rigid as a steel girder. It shuddered and spasmed, and his prick
seemed ready to burst into flames. "I'm gonna – God, I'm gonna cum again!" he cried,
his voice no longer normal.
Sadie lifted her head. The long, throbbing length of his cock ran out of her throat and
over her tongue and between her lips. A drop of cum milked from his fluttering eye and
spread over her tongue, flavoring her senses.
She switched around over him quickly. His tongue popped as it sucked out of her
clenching asshole. She looked down at his face and saw the twist of blissful agony on it.
She held his prick erect and dropped her pussy down over it, leaning over him. Her tits
flattened against his chest. Her lips mashed open-mouthed against his, and his tongue
thrust into her mouth and found hers.
She tasted herself on him. He tasted his sperm in her mouth and licked and washed
with his tongue, panting harshly.
"I didn't mean to come in your mouth, Aunt Sadie!" he cried. "I couldn't help it!
Ohhhhh, let me lick it out! Ohhhhh, what's happening to my cock! It's burning up!
Everything's so hot around it!"
"Ohhhhh, darling – that's your Aunt Sadie's wet pussy all around your wonderful
prick! You're fucking me, Jeff! Your big dick's all the way up my cunt!"
"Ohhhhh, Jesus," he moaned, unable to believe it was really, finally happening to him.
"I'm fucking a cunt!" he cried.
"Cum, Jeff – you can cum in my pussy. Cum hard! Fill your aunt's pussy with cream,
it's all right! Let it all go! Oh, God, yes, let it all-go!"
She gasped suddenly. Her ass switched and churned over his hips. His prick speared
and stretched into her pussy, youthful and vigorous and thrilling.
Her cunt muscles squeezed and pinched. Her pussy juice flowed copiously around his
thrusting prick, and she couldn't contain herself any longer.
She took his hand and placed it over her ass and whimpered, unable to speak her
desires to him.
He didn't need orders any more. He knew what to do.
He palmed her fiery cheeks apart and slid his fingers down her deep cleft and fucked
his middle finger all the way up her asshole, clear to the palm of his hand.
He wriggled it. He shoved and fucked upward with his hips. He felt her tits pillowing
out over his chest, firm and full, and he heard her long, blissful squeal of orgasm in his
ear.
"Eeeeeee, you young fucker!" she cried. "I'm cumming all around your stiff, fucking
cock and your deep, fucking finger! Ohhhh, shoot my pussy full of your young cream!"
He obeyed in spurts.
"Yaaaaagh!" he growled, lifting his ass off the bed, trying to fuck even his balls into her
grasping, sucking, fluid body.
His cum hosed and boiled through his young prick and flooded her cunt. Her asshole
squeezed and sucked at his finger, and her pussy pulled his prick as deeply into her
body as it could.
They quaked and shuddered and heard the juices from their bodies make obscene
sounds, and then they collapsed and lay together for a long, long time.
"Aunt Sadie?" The doorknob rattled, and she heard Linda's quiet, tremulous voice
again. "Aunt Sadie? I've got to tell you something, Aunt Sadie."
Sadie rolled to a sitting position on the bed. She gestured silently to Jeff to get into his
underpants and get out.
"I've taught you some things, Jeff," she said seriously to him. "You go to your room
now and think about them. Think of how wrong you were to try to force yourself on
Linda. And how much better it is when the woman wants to fuck you. You think about
that, Jeff."
"I-I will, Aunt Sadie," he said.
He looked at her nakedness. His prick began to lift and stretch out his underpants.
"Cut that out, Jeff."
"Are you – will you teach me some more about fucking, Aunt Sadie?" he asked.
She looked at him. "Maybe," she said. "Right now, I've got to teach Linda about boys
like you. Things I've learned over the years."
"Ohhhh, Jesus," Jeff whispered softly, sucking in his breath.
"Aunt Sadie!" Linda cried again. "Pard, no! Stop that, you naughty dog! Aunt Sadie, let
me in! Pard's trying to hurt me!"


Chapter 6

Linda didn't give Jeff a second look, even though his cock was stretching out the front
of his briefs. All she wanted to do was to get under the protective wing of her aunt and
away from Pard's snuffling muzzle and constant pawing at her buttocks.
"Pard, sit!" Sadie ordered firmly.
Pard tossed his muzzle and licked his chops and sat reluctantly, dancing on his front
legs a moment.
He looked at the two of them, and his scarlet prick lunged in and out of its sheath.
Linda sat on the bed and hugged her aunt protectively, casting a wary eye at Pard. It
took her several moments to notice that Aunt Sadie was naked and that her little hand
was cupping a firm, resilient cone of tit flesh.
"Aunt Sadie – you're undressed," she said in a small voice, looking at the big nipple
next to her fingers. She removed her hand and looked at the dark blonde fuzz over her
aunt's mound. Her eyes roamed with curiosity and a trace of envy over the full swell of
her aunt's hips and narrow waist and pert buttocks.
"Well, that's all right, isn't it, Linda?" Sadie asked innocently. "We're both girls. There's
nothing to be ashamed of, is there? Besides, it's so terribly warm today. Here, let's get
you as comfortable as I am, and then you can tell me what my sweet dog was trying to
do to you that made you think he was trying to hurt you."
Sadie sucked in her breath and reached behind her niece's back and unhooked the clasp
of her bikini halter. Linda made a small movement of objection and then calmed under
Sadie's gentle touch and allowed Sadie to remove her halter.
"There, isn't that cooler? My, you certainly are growing into a woman, Linda.
Mmmmmm, your tits are nice and firm – a sweet little handful."
Linda watched her aunt's hand cup her tit and her thumb rub over the nipple. The little
pink bud stretched and throbbed, and the sensation made her giggle.
"That tickles when you do that, Aunt Sadie," she said. She looked at her little cone and
then at her aunt's big, jutting tits. "Yours are so big, Aunt Sadie," she said with awe.
"Will mine get that big?"
"They might, honey," Sadie smiled. "Maybe you'll take after me instead of your mother
when it comes to tits. Mmmmmm, let me see your pussy, too. I'm curious to know if
you've got Jenny's big twat or my little puffy one. Come on, slip out of those bottoms,
and let's have a look."
She didn't wait for any kind of response. She started pushing the bikini panties down
Linda's slim hips and filling thighs. She drew in her breath with the sight of the
hairless, smooth mound that came into view.
She put her fingertips against it. Linda shivered and sucked in her breath and squirmed
slightly, helping the panties to roll down her legs and off her feet. Pard's tail swished on
the floor in anticipation, as if aware of what was coming.
"Ohhhh, what a pretty little pussy, honey," Sadie whispered softly. She pinched the
puffy, bald lips gently with her fingers and made Linda shiver again, filling her with
pleasure.
Linda looked down at her cunt. She looked at her aunt's pussy for comparison. "I don't

have any hair yet, Aunt Sadie," she said.
"You will, sweetie. In a little while."
"Your pussy lips are fatter than mine, too."
"Well, you'll plump up some more. But you don't have your mother's big gash, I can
see that right now."
"Did you see Mommy's?"
"Well, of course, honey. We were sisters." Sadie smiled sweetly.
"And my pussy's going to be like yours?" She looked over between Sadie's thighs again,
studying the puffy lips, the pinkness of her tissues, the bud of her clit stretching from
the top of her cleft.
Sadie opened her thighs wide to show her niece. She tipped her pelvis up and let her
cunt hole fall part way open. A little bubble of Jeff's white cum slid from inside and
coated the pink, wet flesh.
"Oh, Aunt Sadie – what's that?" Linda asked, pointing her finger.
Sadie looked at her niece and cupped a small tit gently. "That's from your brother,
honey. I was teaching him some things so that he wouldn't try to rape you again – or
any other girl, either. And now I want to teach you a few things, too."
"You let Jeff fuck you in the pussy!" Linda cried with astonishment. She stared with
shock at her aunt and then gaped at the draining, white-dappled meat of her cunt
again.
"Uh-huh," Sadie smiled. "What did you think I was doing with him in here, stark
naked like this."
"Ooooooo, Aunt Sadie!" she cried again.
She clapped her hand over the suddenly bloated meat of her hairless twat and squeezed
hard. She gave a little shiver of excitement at the same time and moaned again.
"Would you rather I hadn't done anything, honey? Just let him go ahead and rape you
out in the yard – or maybe later on in another week or two? Sweetie, Jeff won't rape
you now. He's learned better than to do that. Now I think it's time to take care of your
virginal little pussy so that no boy will ever hurt you."
"W-What do you mean, Aunt Sadie?" she gasped.
Sadie smiled mysteriously and put her hands to Linda's tits. She pushed back gently,
making her lie on her back on the bed.
"You came crying to my door because of Pard," she said. "I think I know just what Pard
was trying to do, honey, and I can promise you that he wasn't trying to hurt you at all.
He was trying to do you a favor – just the way I did you a favor when I let Jeff's hot
prick fuck into my pussy."
"A favor, Aunt Sadie? What kind of favor?"
"You'll see, honey. Now, you just lie there and watch, and I'll show you what a sweet,
wonderful doggie Pard can be – any dog can be, if you just train him right.
Mmmmmm, watch closely, Linda. Watch your Aunt Sadie and learn now that you
don't have to put up with a demanding, raping, overpowering man ever – not ever."
She dangled her legs over the edge of the bed. Her knees were wide apart. She rested
her buttocks right on the edge and tipped her pussy mouth up.
The red meat sucked open with a wet sound. Pard's ears perked up, and his tail swished
back and forth on the floor. Sadie made sure Linda could look right between her thighs
and see everything.
She put her fingers to her cunt lips and drew them apart. Sperm trickled from her pink,
fluid-looking hole and gathered in the little pocket of flesh at the bottom of her cunt.
Linda's hand began jiggling up and down over her pussy, and she moaned again,
staring with rapt, intent attention at her aunt.
"That's right honey," Sadie said permissively. "Go ahead and masturbate all you want
to. Make your little pussy feel good, it's all right. Have you ever done it before?"
Linda flushed with embarrassment. She crossed her thighs over her hand as if to hide
her shame, but she couldn't stop her fingers from moving over her clit and up and
down her satiny, virginal gap.
"You can tell your Aunt Sadie, sweetie. I do it all the time, do you?"
"S-Sometimes, Aunt Sadie. A girl at school said it was bad to play with your pussy."
"Nonsense! You play with it all you want to. Come as much as you want, honey!
Mmmmmm, you masturbate, and I'll show you what Pard can do, and you and I will
have a wonderful time! Ready?"
"Ohhhhh, yes!" she cried heatedly.
"Me too, sweetie. Pard – up, Pard! Come lick Aunt Sadie's pussy and make her cum,
darling!"
Pard leapt to his feet, tongue lolling, tail going. He came between Sadie's wide-spread
legs and jammed his muzzle into her wet, draining cunt flesh. He sniffed and snorted at
the sperm scent mixed with the familiar juices there and then began licking and
lapping, using his broad, long tongue on her pussy flesh.
"Ohhhhhhh, God, that's good, darling!" Sadie gasped, sucking in air, leaning back on
one elbow and cupping Pard's sleek head with the other.
"Aunt Sadie – he's licking your pussy!" Linda cried, staring at the sight with popping
eyes.
"Ohhhhhh, he sure is, honey!" Sadie gasped. "And he sure knows how. Is that what he
was trying to do to you that made you think he was trying to hurt you?"
"Uh-huh. And he was pawing at my butt, too. Ohhhhh, look at the way his big tongue
flattens over your pussy mouth and jiggles it up and down!"
"I don't have to look, sweetie. I can feel it. Ohhhh, what a darling, sweet dog. Don't
you wish you had a nice dog like this to lick your pussy for you whenever you feel all
tingly inside?"
"Y-Yes, Aunt Sadie," Linda gasped, looking and looking. "He's licked off all that white
stuff. Oh, he's putting his tongue into your pussy, Aunt Sadie! He's fucking your cunt
with his tongue! Oh! Ohhhhhh!"
She drew in her breath with one gasp after another. Her thighs flew wide apart, and she
didn't try to hide anything any more. Her fingers slid up and down her hairless gap,
drawing virginal juice from the tight mouth of her pussy.
Her little clit thrust from the top of her cleft, stretching out from under the tent of flesh
that housed it. Her virginal nipples turned bright pink and became rubbery spikes on
the ends of her fresh tits.
Sadie watched her niece masturbate. She could hear the juicy sounds of fingers against
pussy flesh as her sweet, virginal honey formed deep inside her new cunt and flowed
forth.
"Linda..." she gasped softly. "Honey – let Pard lick your pussy for you. He'd just love
to drill his tongue into your fresh, sweet cunt and lick up all that juice."
"Ahhhh! Ohhhh! Aunt Sadie, I feel all dizzy! I feel all funny inside! What's happening
to me, Aunt Sadie?"
Sadie looked at the girl. Her clit strained and throbbed and reached from her bald cleft.
Linda's tits heaved and pulsed on her chest. The girl's face was a mask of surprise and
bewilderment, and it was clear to Sadie that she'd never had an orgasm before.
"Honey, you're going to cum! Ohhhh, that's wonderful, Linda – beautiful! Let it
happen, darling! Let yourself go all tickly and dizzy! That's what's supposed to
happen!"
"Ohhhh! Ohhhhh!" Linda moaned.
"Pard – lick Linda's pussy for her, Pard! Make her come!"
She pushed at Pard's muzzle. The long tongue lapped at her cunt, reluctant to leave it.
His scarlet prick throbbed from its sheath and speared down from his furry, golden
belly.
Sadie patted the bed beside Linda. Pard jumped onto it and caught a whiff of her young
cunt and licked over the tops of her thighs and soft underbelly. His tongue nuzzled
between her fingers and flicked at her puffy young cunt lips.
"Oh, don't let him hurt me, Aunt Sadie!" Linda cried.
She looked up at the dog looming over her and snuffling and snorting at her twat. She
tried to back away from him. Her knee lifted, and the slippery, hot spear of Pard's wet
prick left a streak of moisture on her leg.
"Ohhhh, he's got his dick out, Aunt Sadie!"
"Of course, he does, honey," Sadie said calmly. "He wants to fuck you very much.
That's why he was pawing at your butt. He wants to slide his hot prick into your pussy
and fill it with his cum. But we won't let him do that just yet. I'll let him fuck me first
so that you can see how good it feels."
"You let Pard fuck you too?" Linda asked, writhing with images of it, moaning
constantly as Pard's tongue washed over her fingers and pussy lips and sought the
source of all that sweet flavor.
"All the time, honey. Pard's my lover. He does everything I tell him to, and that's why I
like him better than men. You saw how Jeff was this afternoon. You told him to stop
over and over, and he wouldn't. Well, Pard isn't that way at all. Watch."
She positioned herself on the bed. "Pard, stop licking Linda's pussy. Stop, darling."
Pard lifted his head and licked his lips and wagged his tail. He sat on his haunches, and
his red prick throbbed obviously under his belly.
"See?" Sadie said. "You try it now. Pard, lick Linda's asshole for her now. Come on, boy
– give it a good cleaning!"
Sadie lifted one of Linda's legs high so that her naked little butt hole was exposed. Her
pussy opened wide at the same time, and Sadie could look right down into the pinkness
and see the ragged fringe of her cherry in there.
Pard nuzzled forward and understood. His muzzle went low and came up into Linda's
deep asscrack. His tongue slurped over her asshole and made the puckered mouth
tremble and pulse.
"Ohhhhhh, he's doing it!" Linda cried. "Stop, Pard – stop licking my asshole!"
The dog obeyed. He lifted his head and looked at his mistress for confirmation of the
order, sniffed between Linda's spread thighs again, but didn't lick.
"See, honey? See how obedient he is? Not at all like a man. Maybe Jeff, now – now that
I've taught him a few things. We'll see about that in a little while. Right now, I want
you to lie back and open your cunny wide and let Pard lick you until you come. Come
on, do what Aunt Sadie tells you to do. I'll be right here beside you, watching. He
won't hurt you, honey. He'll make you feel very, very good."
Linda gasped and nodded, her eyes big, her pussy quivering and quaking with
excitement and wonder. She moved her hands away from it, hesitantly at first, and then
clear away. She lifted her knees and let them fall wide apart. Pard watched her with an
eager expression, but he didn't move.
"A-All right, Aunt Sadie," she whispered shakily. "Ohhhhh, I'm so tingly inside!"
"You tell him, sweetie. He'll obey you."
"Pard?" she said, her small voice shaky. "Lick my pussy, Pard."
Pard glanced at Sadie again, then moved forward. His muzzle went down. It swept up
the virginal gap. His tongue followed, broad and flat and massaging.
"Eeeeee!" Linda cried, her small hips jerking and thrashing. Her pussy mouth quivered
and sucked, and fresh juice charged from her virginal hole and coated her tissues again
and again, just as fast as Pard could lick it off.
Sadie watched her niece squirm and writhe and knew just what the girl was feeling. She
put her hand between her thighs and swirled her fingers over her wet, wet pussy,
unable to contain herself as she watched.
Linda's face acquired a startled expression after a moment, and her breath rushed in
and out of her mouth.
"Aunt Sadie! I'm all dizzy again! Something's happening! Ohhhh, I've never felt this
way before! All of me tingles and tingles – even my toes, Aunt Sadie!"
"Oh, you're cumming, darling!" Sadie cried. "Do it! Lick her, Pard! Her clit, Pard! Lick
her clit! Make her cum!"
Sadie dropped forward, grasping one small tit in her hand, opening her mouth wide to
suck the other one between her full, wet lips. Her tongue flicked over the budding, taut
nipple.
Linda tossed under the incredible stimulation, moaning constantly, her breathing
ragged and sharp. Her little ass tossed and switched, and her pussy flew all around. But
Pard didn't miss a lick.
"I'm cumming, Aunt Sadie! It's got me! Ohhhhh, I'm so dizzy! So... Eeeeeeee!"
Her small body churned wildly. Her eyes rolled in her head. Her virginal pussy
squeezed and clamped and pulsed and shook. Slippery, sweet honey flowed from her
pussy and coated Pard's furiously licking tongue.
Sadie moaned and shoved a finger up her cunt and another up her asshole and drew
the sweet tit deeply into her mouth and came too. She couldn't stop it. She'd wanted to
hold off, but everything was so sensitive and erotic it was impossible to.
"Mmmmmm-aaaagh!" she moaned, gasping against Linda's jutting tit. "I'm cumming
too, honey! We're both cumming! Ohhhhh, isn't it good to cum? Isn't it wonderful?"
"Stop!" Linda cried. "Ohhhh, make him stop licking my pussy, Aunt Sadie!"
"Pard – that's enough!"
Pard quit. He sat between Linda's thighs and licked his chops again and again. His
furry tail swished over one of her feet and then the other. His big red prick throbbed
and pulsed and leaked from the pointed tip.
Linda gasped and gasped. Her eyes were wide open with shock and awe. "Ohhhhh,
Aunt Sadie – is it always like that when you cum?"
"Didn't it feel wonderful, honey?"
"Oh, yes! I want to do it again! Can I do it again? Will it hurt to do it again?"
"No, of course not."
"Are you going to do it again?"
"Sure, sweetie. Let's do it together, shall we?"
"Ohhhhh, yes! How, Aunt Sadie? Do we get Jeff?"
"Not yet, honey," Sadie said, a trace of disappointment clouding her tone. What the
hell was the matter with the girl? Why did she want to go and ruin a lovely time with
Pard by trying to get a boy in here to fuck her?
"Then how, Aunt Sadie? Can Pard fuck both of us?"
She clapped her hand over her mouth and gasped, realizing what she'd suggested. Sadie
laughed warmly and hugged her, giving her young, sweet mouth a loving kiss.
"So, you do want to be fucked, don't you, honey! Ohhh, you can't keep secrets from
your Aunt Sadie. I was twelve once myself, you know, and I sure remember wanting to
know what it was like to be fucked. Well, let's find out, shall we?"
Linda blushed furiously a moment, then hugged her back and buried her face in Sadie's
soft tits and giggled. Her pussy quaked open and closed, and she couldn't keep her
dainty hand from it.
"Is it going to hurt, Aunt Sadie? That's what the girls say – that it hurts the first time."
"Maybe just a little, sweetie. But Pard's very gentle. You watch, now, and I'll show you
how it's done."
She got onto her hands and knees. Her tits dangled down from her chest and brushed
Linda's arm. Her butt flared backward, round and full and tight. She spread her legs
and lifted one over Linda's prone body, switching around so that she looked down right
at the bald, wet, puffy young cunt.
Linda lay on her back and stared up at the spread meat of her aunt's pussy right over
her face.
"Ohhhh, I can see up your pussy, Aunt Sadie!" she cried softly. "Golly, I can see
everything! It's all wet and soft looking in there! Can I touch it, Aunt Sadie? Can I?"
"Of course, darling!" Sadie gasped softly.
The dainty fingers reached up. The eyes were wide. Sadie looked under her body,
between the jutting cones of her hanging tits, and she could see the play of emotions on
Linda's young face.
The fingers touched her pussy gently, softly, almost imperceptibly. They pushed at one
bloated, puffed cunt lip and then the other. They tested the springiness of her blonde
pubes. One pushed right on the button of her clit.
"Aaaaaah!" Sadie cried sharply.
"Oh, I hurt you!" Linda bleated, jerking her hand away.
"Ohhhhh, no, darling, no! You didn't hurt me. You touched my clit, and that felt very
good."
"Clit?" Linda said.
Sadie lifted her head slightly. She gazed down at the spread pussy under her face. She
rested on her elbows and moved her hands to Linda's pussy. She spread the lips with
the tips of her fingers, and Linda's young hips squirmed.
The stretching clit speared upward. "This is your clit, honey, Sadie said. "This little
button. This is what it feels like when I put my soft lips around it and suck on it
gently."
She opened her mouth. Her tongue flicked out and licked it, and then her warm, wet
lips captured the tiny bud and drew softly on it.
"Eeeeee! Ohhhhh, Aunt Sadie! Ohhhhh, it's wonderful! Ahhhhh, it tickles big!"
Her hips churned under Sadie's face. Her tight butt cheeks beat up and down on the
bed. Her heels drummed, and she couldn't help kicking Pard's tail once or twice.
Sadie stopped sucking the girl's clit. Her tits mashed against the soft belly. She felt her
own cunt begin squirming and leaking, and she knew Linda was going to get a spatter
of pussy juice on her mouth in a moment.
She licked her lips. The honey was sweet and slippery against them. She had never
before sucked another girl's pussy. It was something Sadie had never thought she would
ever do, either. But it was good. It tasted good, and it felt good, and it had made
Linda's young body react sharply with much pleasure, and that made doing it even
better.
"Oh, Linda..." she gasped. "Do you. want Aunt Sadie to suck your pussy some more?"
"Ohhhhh, yes – yes!"
"All right. But let's not forget Pard. Honey, can you see my pussy all right? Can you see
everything? My asshole, too?"
"Everything, Aunt Sadie!"
"I'm going to have Pard fuck his big prick into my asshole first, honey. You watch. You
think about it. You imagine what it feels like while he's doing it, and then we'll have
him fuck yours, too."
"Ohhhhh, Aunt Sadie!" she gasped, her hips already churning for more, her little butt
hole spasming in and out as if she were already imagining it.
"Pard," Sadie whispered harshly. "Ohhhhhh, Pard, honey – go back and fuck my
asshole, darling! Fuck it big!"


Chapter 7

Pard jumped to his feet eagerly and pranced around on the bed and got behind his
mistress. He glanced down at the wide-eyed girl, whose head was right under where he
was going to fuck his ready cock, and then he shoved his pointed muzzle into Sadie's
deep crack.
"Ohhhhh, God!" Sadie moaned, her head jerking up.
Pard's tongue licked and licked. Linda's hips squirmed under Sadie's face as she
watched. Sadie scooped her hands under the tight, round balls of Linda's buttocks and
forced the girl's thighs wider apart.
She didn't have to force much. They nearly flew open. The bald pussy sucked open
readily. The trembling clit reached up for more of her lips and tongue, and the flat
planes of her young stomach seemed to cup around the ends of Sadie's throbbing tits.
Sadie weaved her ass and moaned again. "Fuck it, Pard," she gasped finally. "Oh, Pard
– fuck my asshole, you sweet lover!"
Pard whimpered and pawed her butt and then mounted her ass. His red cock shot
forward. Linda watched the slippery, wet-looking prick stab and jerk in the air, and she
gasped loudly.
"Ohhhh, Aunt Sadie! I see his prick! It's wet and red and so pointed! Ohhhhh, he's
pointing it right toward your asshole. I can see the brown ring, Aunt Sadie! It's sucking
in and out like a hungry mouth!"
Sadie felt the hot tip of Pard's prick stab against her butt cheek. His dew claws
scratched at the narrow pinch of her waist as his strangely human paws gripped her
hips and held her tightly.
She heard him pant. She felt a drop of saliva spatter against her back from his lolling
tongue. She couldn't help shaking her ass, even though she knew that was making it
difficult for Pard.
"Ohhhhh, Aunt Sadie! He's right there! The tip of his prick is just... oh! Oh, he's
touching your asshole! You're pulsing and sucking at his cock! Ohhhhh, it's going in.
Aunt Sadie!!"
The young cunt sucked and shook under her face. Juice poured from it and coated her
hairless pussy lips and ran into the crack of her ass.
Sadie moaned loudly and felt Pard's pointed prick running up her slippery asshole, all
the way to the furry sheath. She knew what Linda was watching, and she envied the
girl. But it would be her turn to watch soon – very soon.
"Ohhhhhhh, it's wonderful, Linda!" Sadie moaned. "His prick is so hard and big and
full! Ohhhh, it feels so good up my ass!"
"Do me, Aunt Sadie!" Linda gasped, trying to reach around Sadie's arms to fondle her
quaking pussy. "Oh, suck my cunt – please!"
Sadie moaned in the back of her throat and looked down at the pink, virginal meat,
watching it quiver and flutter and shake. Then she couldn't stand it any more.
Perverted or not, she had to suck her niece's beautiful, sweet cunt.
She dropped her face against the hairless mound. She felt the satiny skin, the warmth
and heat and slipperiness of her virginal juices.
She opened her mouth wide and sucked the whole succulent crotch into her mouth.
The lips were puffy and firm as ripe fruits. The gash ran warm and silky against her
tongue. The clit throbbed and pulsed against her lip. The whole sweet mouth pulsed in
and out against her tongue.
It was a dizzying experience for Sadie, erotic and sensual as anything she'd ever felt. It
was like
Frenching a slack-lipped mouth of incredible silkiness, but there was no tongue inside
the warm pussy hole to French her back.
"Eeeeee, Aunt Sadie!" Linda squealed with terrible passion. "You're eating my whole
pussy alive, and Pard's got his prick fucked all the way into your asshole! Ohhhhhh, I
want to suck your cunt, Aunt Sadie! I want... ohhhhhh!"
The young arms wrapped around her hips and butt. The young face plunged upward
against her open, draining twat, and Linda was sucking and kissing and lapping for all
she was worth.
Sadie's emotions spun away. She couldn't stop them. Pard's cock fucked hotly in and
out of her asshole at the same time the dear little tongue fucked in and out of her
drooling pussy.
She came. Oh, she came gloriously. She bleated into the wet, satiny folds of Linda's
pussy and half filled the virginal cunt with a balloon of air from the yell she gave.
She felt Linda's pussy squirm and spasm and shake at the same time, and sweet juice
flowed into her mouth and over her tongue, and she swallowed and swallowed,
drinking it down.
"Eeeeee, I'm coming, Aunt Sadie!" Linda cried. "And Pard's prick is jerking and
throbbing and – oh! Ohhhhh! He's shooting cum into your asshole! It's running out
around his prick! Ohhhh, it's drooling right over my... mmmm-nnnn!"
There was a quick slurping, smacking sound as Linda licked her lips furiously, cleaning
Sadie's pussy juice and the spatter of Pard's cum from them with her darting tongue.
She moaned and thrashed, and her tongue licked through Sadie's draining gap again.
Pard continued fucking his prick into her asshole, and he made sloshing sounds
through the juice there.
"Stop, Pard!" Sadie cried with a choking sound. "Ohhhhhh, stop, stop, stop..."
Dutifully, Pard moved backward. His pointed cock slid from her asshole with a
plopping sound. A string of cum came with it. Sadie's butt shook and shook.
She lifted her head from the small pussy and licked her lips again and again. She
switched around quickly and fell against Linda and hugged the young body tightly.
Her lips smeared over Linda's in a wet, passionate kiss. She could taste a hint of Pard's
cum on the young lips, a hint of her own pussy juice. She licked inside Linda's mouth
and mashed her tits against the small cones on the girl's chest.
"Ohhhhh, Linda, Linda, Linda!" she cried. "I can't believe how wonderful a cum that
was! Where did you learn to suck my pussy like that, darling? Have you been sucking
pussies at school? Your friends?"
"No, Aunt Sadie."
"You can tell me. I want you to tell me! I want to hear all about it!"
"Honest, Aunt Sadie! I was just doing to your pussy what you were doing to mine. And
things I thought would feel good to you."
"Ohhhhh, they felt wonderful!"
"Can Pard do it to me now? Can he fuck my ass while you watch? Ohhhhhh, it looked
so exciting!"
"It was, darling – it was! Especially with you sucking my pussy at the same time!
Ohhhh, it was a double thrill to have you doing that!"
"Did I do it better than Jeff, Aunt Sadie? Did I?"
Jeff again! A goddamn man again!
"Five times better, Linda!" she cried sharply. "No man can suck or fuck worth a shit!
Can't you see that's what I'm trying to teach you, Linda?"
The girl's expression changed sharply, as if Sadie had just slapped her. Sadie tried to
recover and smooth over her sharp remark.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Linda. I didn't mean to bark at you like that. I'm trying to help you.
I'm trying to show you that there's an alternative to demanding, raping men. Come on,
honey, up on your hands and knees now. Pard wants to fuck your ass – your sweet,
young, pretty ass, so tight and smooth. And Aunt Sadie wants to suck your pussy again
while he's doing it. Come on – up."
"I... I..."
"Now, Linda – do as I say. Let's not spoil a fun time together. Because it's going to 
get more fun still."
"It-it is?"
Sadie grinned reassuringly. "Oh, you haven't seen or felt anything yet, honey. We've
just started. You're going to come and come until your young pussy's a woman's cunt
for sure!"
Linda smiled back finally. "All right, Aunt
Sadie," she said heatedly.
She got off her back. She stretched her slim, young body. Her sharp little tits jutted
from her chest, hard and tight with innocence. Her bald pussy puffed between her
thighs, the smooth lines curving under her crotch in a way that made Sadie's heart
ache.
"Get on your hands and knees now, just the way I did," Sadie said, lying on her back,
positioning herself under Linda's body. She looked up at the innocent young cunt and
felt her own pussy squirm with the change in plans she had just decided on.
She held Linda's hips in her hands. She felt the girl's silky hair fall against her thighs,
and she opened her pussy and tipped it up, hoping that Linda would suck her clit for
her without having to be told.
Linda's ass weaved in her hands. "Ohhhhh, Aunt Sadie, I feel funny," she moaned.
"Don't feel afraid, sweetie. You saw Pard fuck me. I didn't get hurt, did I? Not a bit! I
came and came, remember!"
"Is Pard going to squirt that stuff up my ass too?" she asked.
"Mmmmmmm, it feels real good, honey. It feels warm and slippery and makes his prick
slide and slide. You'll like it, honey, I promise you will."
"And he won't hurt me?"
"Of course not, darling! I wouldn't let him hurt you, you know that."
"A-All right, Aunt Sadie."
She shivered once and moaned, then shuddered again, her little butt weaving and
shaking. Sadie reached up with her fingers and pried the tight cheeks apart with them
and looked at the hairless, red-brown puckered mouth. It was pulsing in and out with
anticipation, and her pussy was puffing open with heat again.
"I'm going to kiss your asshole a minute, honey – to get it all nice and wet and slick."
"Ohhhhh, Aunt Sadie," she moaned.
Sadie lifted her head. Her tongue came out. She made it wash through the honeyed gap
of Linda's pussy. Then she swept it under the girl's crotch and over the puckered anus.
"Ohhhh, that feels good!" Linda cried.
Sadie lapped again. Her tongue tip came to a point. She pressed it against Linda's clean
little asshole and pushed in, pumping and twisting, screwing it around and leaving a
thick coat of saliva on the sweet, tender tissues.
"Ohhhhhh, your tongue's fucking me!" Linda cried, unable to keep from shaking her
ass in Sadie's face. "It's up my butt! Ohhhh, it feels so good up there!"
"Think what Pard's prick is going to feel like, honey!"
"I'm ready, Aunt Sadie! Ohhhhh, I'm ready! Fuck my ass Pard!" she called heatedly.
Sadie looked at Pard. "Up, boy – up! Fuck her, Pard!"
Pard shoved his muzzle into the young crack. He licked too. Linda cried out with the
sensation and weaved her small butt in tight circles and giggled with the pleasure she
was getting.
Her pussy drained and coated her cunt lips. Sadie didn't lick the tender pussy yet. Not
yet.
She watched Pard mount Linda's rump. She saw the pointed prick slide from its sheath
and pump through the air toward the puckered target.
Just when his cock was going to penetrate Linda's asshole, Sadie reached up and held it
with her fingers. Pard whimpered and fucked back and forth rapidly, dancing on his
hind legs to get closer.
Sadie moved the cock downward. She pried the puffy cunt lips apart with her fingertips.
She placed the pointed, scarlet tip right at Linda's cunt mouth. Then she pulled back on
Linda's hips and pushed at Pard's prick.
"Eeeeeeee!" Linda cried. "Ahhhhhhgh, he's hurting me! Ohhhhh, he's fucking my
pussy, Aunt Sadie! Ohhhhhh, he's all the way in my cunt!"
Sadie saw the sharp contraction of Linda's virginal pussy around the slippery red cock.
She saw the pulse of juice and watched the moment of hesitation as Pard's prick
speared into the ragged hole of Linda's cherry and then rip on through with the
tapering girth of the solid, fucking shaft.
A thin spurt of red-tainted juice trickled from Linda's pussy hole. The girl squealed and
shook her ass wildly, tipping her pelvis up and down as if to shake the thrusting prick
out of her pussy.
Sadie held her hips tightly. She tipped her head up and opened her mouth wide and
placed her lips over Linda's dog-fucked cunt. She lapped at the juices there and drew on
the sprouting, straining clit, so stiff with shock and sensation.
She felt Pard's prick slide back and forth over the tip of her nose. His fur and balls
rolled over her forehead. She felt her lips pressured by the flexible cunt meat as the
hard prick ran in and out of it and fucked the virginal pussy free of its cherry.
"Ohhhhhh! Owwwww! Ahhhhhhgh!" Linda cried. "Ohhhh, it hurts and feels good at
the same time! Aunt Sadie, he fucked out my cherry! Ohhhhh, my God, my God! Suck
my clit! Ohhhhh, Pard – fuck me, you wonderful doggie – fuck me and fuck me! I love
it!"Aunt Sadie, I love getting fucked!"
Sadie nearly cried with joy. It was what she'd wanted to hear. Now there was another
woman like her – another who would come to love a dog for a lover as much as she.
Another who could tell men to go to hell and rape no more.
She drew and sucked on Linda's clit. She licked all around the plunging shaft of Pard's
prick, licking the bloodied juices from it as it came out of Linda's fucked pussy hole,
then sliding her tongue into the wetness and silkiness alongside Pard's prick.
Her own hips shook up and down, and her own pussy lips sucked and flapped with
excitement. She wished Linda would suck her off again, but she didn't want to move
her mouth from the sweet, virginal pussy long enough to request it.
Linda squealed and moaned and shook her head. Her sharp little tits swelled on her
chest and pointed downward. Her ass quivered in Sadie's hands, and her tight pussy
sucked and spasmed around the hard shaft of the Collie's prick fucking it.
Sadie licked and licked, drinking up the juices. Suddenly, there was a shuddering
sensation against her lips and tongue, and the flavor of the juices became pungent and
sharp.
"Ahhhhhhhgh! He's coming in me, Aunt Sadie! Pard's shooting his wad of cum into
my pussy! Oooooo, it's hot! Slippery! I can feel it hosing into me, filling my little cunt
full! Aunt Sadie, he's making me come! I'm coming! Ahhhhh, I'm coming har-r-rd!"
Her tight pussy seemed to open up around Pard's prick and Sadie's tongue and then
collapse tightly around them, squeezing and pulsing and spasming wildly.
Breath rushed from her swollen lips and bathed Sadie's warm cunt. The small body
shook and twisted above her, and more juice flooded from her pussy and ran down
Sadie's tongue into her mouth and throat.
Linda seemed to collapse after that. Her middle fairly dropped onto Sadie's face. Pard's
prick sucked from her tight pussy hole with popping sound, and he hopped off and
circled and lay down to lick at his prick and wag his tail contentedly.
The firm thighs were around Sadie's head. The hairless, puffed-up pussy lips were
widely parted around her mouth and chin. She licked lazily at them, massaging the
silky flesh, urging the small hole to drain cum and juice that she licked clean.
Her tits bore into Linda's belly, and she could feel the sharp nipples punching into her
own. Sadie's pussy was aflame with the need to come, but she suffered through it,
unwilling to disturb the young girl in her moment of supreme bliss.
She didn't have to. Jeff managed to do that. He opened the door and looked in, his face
flushed, his prick standing out stiff and straight in his underpants, which were nearly
dry now, except for the spot of wetness at the tip of his prick.
"Oh, God – I've gotta fuck one of you!" he cried.


Chapter 8

Linda lifted her head and squeaked at being discovered. Sadie looked at him and
scowled heavily, thinking dark thoughts.
"I didn't say you could come in here, Jeff!" she yelled at him.
"I can't help it, Aunt Sadie! I've been out there in the hall listening and watching, and
I've just got to fuck again!"
That was when Sadie saw the little pocket mirror from her purse. It was lying on the
floor just on the other side of the doorway. He'd been looking under the door crack
with it, watching everything.
"You sneaky little shit," she swore.
He stopped and licked his lips, eyeing her warily. His prick throbbed mightily. Linda
curled up on the bed and stared at her brother's cock, the stiff, thrusting pole of it
inside his briefs.
Jeff looked at her succulent little body, and his cock pounded again. He sucked in his
breath and ignored Sadie and hooked his thumbs into the waist of his briefs.
He pushed them down quickly, lifting the fronts out over the standing pole of his cock.
The shaft swung free, curving into the air in front of him like a scimitar.
"Jeff! What are you doing!" Linda cried. "Put those back on this instant!"
"Oh, shut up, Linda," he cried, nearly in sudden tears. He looked at Sadie, and his eyes
rimmed with redness. "It isn't fair!" he cried. "You shouldn't have let her get cherried
by a damn dog, Aunt Sadie! I wanted to bust it!"
"You and seventeen other raping young bastards!" Sadie snarled. "Jeff, you turn around
and get out of my room right now, do you hear me?"
"No! I want to fuck her now! It's my turn! You and your dog have both fucked her, and
now it's my turn!"
"Get out of here, Jeff," she said warningly, her voice suddenly low and deadly.
He looked at her for a long moment. "Or what?" he asked finally. "You gonna tell
Dad?"
"After I give you a good licking, yes."
"No, you're not," he said. "You're not gonna tell Dad anything, and neither is Linda.
Because I'll tell him you made her get fucked open by a dog, and then he'll beat the shit
out of you."
Sadie sucked in her breath. She shouldn't have. He saw her moment of hesitation and
knew he had a hold on her now. His look of fright and teariness changed quickly to
something she didn't like at all.
"Yeah," he said. "I'll tell him on you, Aunt Sadie. So, quit ordering me around. Me
fucking my sister isn't any worse than what you've done – fucking your nephew and
your niece both. And with a goddamn dog at that."
He approached the bed, his prick jutting forward. He kept a wary eye on her and
looked at his sister's naked, sweet body at the same time.
"Come on, Linda – spread out. Let's fuck. I heard you in here, asking about me. Well,
here I am, and here's my stiff, hot prick that's just dying to get into your wet pussy."
"Jeff, cut it out," Linda said, drawing back from him.
"You know you want it, Linda. Shit, I've known that for a long time. Well, you don't
have any reason not to, now. You don't even have a cherry any more."
"Jeff – no!" Linda said firmly.
She looked at Sadie. She licked her lips. She crawled closer to her aunt for protection,
huddling behind her.
"She said no, Jeff," Sadie said. "Remember what that means? Have you forgotten your
lessons so quickly?"
His eyes wavered, and he licked his lips again. His prick jerked stiffly, and he grabbed it
with his hand. He sat on the edge of the bed, and his shoulders slumped.
"I'm horny!" he cried, the sound nearly a wail of agony.
"Then jack off, Jeff. Linda doesn't want you to fuck her. You heard her say it."
He looked up, into his aunt's pussy, at her tits, into her eyes. He licked his lips. "Can I
fuck you again, Aunt Sadie?" he asked in a small voice. "I really need it. I'll do
everything you tell me to do."
Sadie permitted herself a small grin of triumph finally. It had been a close one. She was
proud of the way her lessons had sunk in after all. It made her think there was hope for
Jeff in spite of the fact that he was a horny male.
"Why should I want to let you fuck me, Jeff? You came barging in here without my
permission. You stood there in the middle of my floor and took off your underpants.
You brandished your stiff prick at us as though it were a club of dominance. And then
you threatened me. Is that any way to make a woman want to fuck?"
He hung his head. "No," he said, his voice small. "I'm sorry, Aunt Sadie."
"You should be, Jeff."
He stayed silent a moment longer – silent and still and dejected. Then he started
moving his fist up and down his prick, keeping the rod good and stiff and throbbing.
He lifted his head and looked at his aunt's pussy and big tits. He looked at his sister's
little cones and the trim lines of her thighs.
He lay on his back with a moan and began jacking off with clear purpose and intent.
"Aunt Sadie..." Linda whispered weakly. Her legs moved apart on the bed. She stared at
her brother's sliding hand. She put her own to her bald pussy and moaned softly.
Sadie watched the two of them. She didn't like what was happening. "Jeff, what are you
doing?" she asked with a querulous tone.
"Jacking off," he groaned.
"Well, stop it."
"I'm horny, Aunt Sadie!" he cried.
"You shouldn't have been watching us under the door with my mirror, then. And who
told you, you had a right to get into my purse?"
"Aw, jeez..." he moaned, his face clouding up. But she noticed with satisfaction that
he'd stopped sliding his hand up and down his prick and was just holding it while it
throbbed.
"Aunt Sadie..." Linda whispered in a plaintive voice. "Don't scold him all the time,
Aunt Sadie." She looked at his stiff cock again and moved her hand over her cunt with
increasing fervor.
Sadie looked at the girl and then at her brother. This wasn't going right at all. If she
weren't careful, she'd have both them against her.
"Yes," she said. "I guess you're right, Linda. I have been a little hard on him. He's
deserved it, of course, after what he tried to do to you out behind the bushes. But he
seems to have learned his lesson pretty well. All right, Jeff, you can go ahead and jack
off if it's really that bad."
His fist flew. His hips pumped up and down and fucked his cock into his hand with no
further urging or hesitation. Linda watched him and gasped, and Sadie knew that
hadn't been quite right either.
"Jeff, stop. I've changed my mind, honey. You've learned your lessons so well, I think
you deserve a reward." She lay back on the bed and opened her legs, pointing her wet
pussy at him. "Come fuck Aunt Sadie, darling. Her pussy's hot again. Linda didn't take
care of it when Pard and I were fucking her cherry out of her."
"Oh, I'm sorry, Aunt Sadie," Linda apologized.
She looked at Linda, and she knew she'd screwed up again. Now she'd chewed them
both out and was inexorably and subtly driving them together, which was just what she
didn't want.
"It's all right, honey," she said soothingly, smiling warmly. She moved her hips and
pulled her pussy lips apart with the tips of her fingers, opening her hole to him.
"Mmmmmm, come on, Jeff – fuck me now. Oh, hurry and let that big prick spurt up
inside me and fill my starving cunt."
Jeff looked at her open pussy. He licked his lips. His cock throbbed mightily. He
changed positions and got over her, holding his prick in his hand, aiming it down
toward her pussy.
Linda stared at her brother and her aunt and gasped. Her thighs shot wide apart, and
her hand swirled over her pussy as she masturbated furiously and moaned.
Jeff looked at her bald, puffy cunt. His prick throbbed again. He looked into her eyes.
"Ohhhhhh, Linda," he breathed.
"Hurry, Jeff!" Sadie moaned, bucking her hips up and down, twisting them from side to
side. "Ohhhhh, my pussy's on fire for your big cock! It's squirming up inside, just
waiting for that stiff meat to slide in and make it squeeze and suck and milk all the
white cum out of it!"
Jeff's cock throbbed and jerked. He still held it in his hand. He looked from one open,
squirming cunt to the other. He looked at his aunt's jiggling, jutting, big tits and then
at his sister's tight little pink-tipped cones.
"Ohhhhhh," he moaned.
"Jeff – fuck Aunt Sadie," Sadie commanded, her tone just a little too sharp.
"Oooooo, Aunt Sadie," Linda moaned suddenly, thrashing her hips beside the older
woman. "I want him to fuck me now! Oh, please – let him fuck me now! I want that
big prick up inside my pussy! It won't hurt me now, Aunt Sadie! Ohhhhh, yes – yes!"
"No, Linda – Jeff, no! Damn it, no!" Sadie cried, watching her nephew hop from
between her thighs to get between Linda's trim, firm smooth legs.
She watched in mounting disbelief and horror and curiously tingling excitement as Jeff
lowered the tip of his prick to the bald, tight little pussy.
"Damn it, no!" she cried.
Neither one of them listened. Linda squealed and lifted her hips. She held her puffy
cunt lips apart with the tips of her fingers. Her pussy mouth sucked and pulsed.
Wet cream bathed her pink, fresh tissues, flowing from inside her channel. Her meat
sucked and gobbled and captured the tip of her brother's velvety, throbbing cock.
"Oooooo, Jeff – fuck it into me!" she cried, switching her ass tightly, shaking her head
with mounting bliss.
Jeff sank down. His prickhead spread her cunt meat open. The tip throbbed and jerked
and slipped into her vaginal mouth. He sank lower. Sadie watched with staring eyes,
feeling her cunt squirm and her pulse pound.
She felt betrayed. She felt cheated. She'd worked so hard with both of them, teaching
Jeff the meaning of a negative command, teaching Linda the beauty of an obedient dog
and the horror of a raping male. She'd worked so hard, and it had all come to nothing.
"Ohhhhhhh, don't, Linda – don't let him fuck you!" she moaned. "Fuck Pard instead!"
It wasn't a command this time. It was a plea. It fell on deaf ears. The little body
squirmed and shuddered and drove upward. Her cute, sweet little pussy pushed up
around the big male prick and drew it into her tight body.
"Ohhhhhh, Jeff!" Linda cried. "Ohhhhh, your prick's so big! Oh, not so fast! Jeff!"
She moaned again, and her face twisted up with a trace of pain. Jeff slowed his advance
into her. He held his cock still until her tight little pussy could adjust to it, even though
it throbbed violently and it was clear that he wanted to ram it into her young body and
fuck the piss out of her, with no thought of anything but his own satisfaction from
emptying his aching balls into her slick, satiny cunt.
Sadie watched that action with mixed emotions. She wasn't sure she was really seeing
him pause with concern for his sister's comfort and joy.
She couldn't believe it. It must be a trick. But then she watched Linda's hips twist
around the stiff, filling prick. She heard the moan of pleasure that came from the tender
lips, so slack now with passion.
"Ohhhhhh, that's good, Jeff – good! I love your big prick! Give me more of it now –
easy! Ohhhhh, yes, that's it! Slow! Ah! Oooooo, more, more!"
Jeff inched his big cock into her little twat. It was over halfway in. It seemed to go in
and in forever. Sadie couldn't understand where all of it was fitting into the small body.
The little pussy gobbled and sucked. The prick went in and in and in. And then his
dark pubes crushed up against her bald pussy lips. The root of his prick pushed the
bloated petals to the sides, and he threatened to stuff his balls and half his ass in after
the rigid shaft.
"Ahhhhhh, Jeff! Ohhhhhh, you're in me all the way! Oh, fuck me, fuck me hard now!"
"Iinda!" he gasped. "Ohhhhh, Linda! I can't believe I'm finally fucking you, honey!"
"You are – you are! God, are you fucking me! I'm full of your big prick!"
"I've wanted to fuck you for over a year now, did you know that? Every time Dad left
the apartment, I thought about it."
"I know, Jeff – and so did I. But... oh, we're doing it now! We're fucking, Jeff! Ohhhhh,
and I'm going to come real fast! Quick, slide your prick in and out of my pussy before I
come! Let me know what it feels like, honey!"
"Linda..." he gasped. "You called me honey! Ohhhhh, Linda, am I hurting you? I don't
want to hurt you!"
"Nnnnnnn! Oh, there, it's all right now! Fuck me! Now – yes – fuck me, fuck me!"
Jeff's butt drew back. It plunged forward again, slowly and relentlessly. There was a
loud sucking noise as her virginal, tight tissues clung to his shaft and slid loose.
Sadie watched and felt her own pussy burn and squirm. She felt her emotions spin
around and around. It couldn't be happening. Not after the beautiful fucking Pard had
given her. She couldn't be liking it from Jeff.
"Pard – oh, Pard," she moaned, swirling her hand over her pussy. "Do something,
Pard! Make them stop! I can't stand to see her like a man's cock better than yours! Up,
Pard – up!" she cried, snapping her fingers in command.
Pard lifted from the bed. He came up behind Jeff. He stuck his muzzle into Jeff's
asscrack and licked.
"Ohhhhhh, God!" Jeff cried. "Aunt Sadie, don't let him!" He lost his slow, relentless
rhythm in his sister's pussy and glanced back over his shoulder.
Pard's tongue was lolling out. He lifted a forepaw and scratched at Jeff's butt. Then he
tried to mount Jeff's ass, his scarlet prick sliding back and forth wetly in its sheath.
"Ohhhhhh, Jeff – fuck me!" Linda moaned. "Don't stop! I want to come! I want your
load spurting into my wet pussy and making it slipperier so that we can really fuck!
Don't stop, Jeff – don't stop fucking me when you come!"
Jeff moaned and pushed his prick into her body to the root again. Then he did a quick
roll, just as Pard was mounting his ass.
Pard sidestepped with them and kept his paws in front of him, moving them up and
down on the turning couple as if he were rolling them over himself.
Linda's butt flared back against his chest then, and Jeff drove into her pussy from
underneath, lifting her hips up and down with his movements.
"Jeff! Aunt Sadie! Ohhhhh, Pard! He's going to – ah! Oh, aaaaagh! He's fucking my
asshole!"
Sadie watched. The pointed prick shot into the tiny, tight asshole. The big knot in the
shaft bumped past the anal ring and went inside the pert, tight butt.
"Wonderful! Heaven!" Linda cried, tossing her head, twisting her body around under
the stimulation of the two impaling pricks inside her. "Aunt Sadie, they're both fucking
me!"
She squealed thinly in the back of her throat, and her little body spasmed mightily,
shuddering and pulsing. She came violently, her pussy and her asshole both sucking
and drawing hard, milking the two pricks in them.
Jeff groaned and heaved under her, and his cock bucked inside her tight cunt and
spewed the terrible load his young balls had been storing up all this time.
Pard tossed his muzzle and licked his chops and growled softly. His red prick
shuddered and spurted hot cum through the pointed tip, flooding the girl's asshole
until it drained backward and mingled with the flood of sperm squirting out around
Jeff's thick root.
"Damn you!" Sadie cried. "Damn all of you!"
She lifted her hand and balled her fist and was going to pound on all of them for
betraying her and mocking her.
But a powerful grip restrained her hand, and a bass voice rumbled in her ear with a
powerful sound.
"Sadie! What the hell's going on here!" She whipped her head around. "Logan!" she
cried.
She looked at him. She looked at the Collie next to him. She thought her mind was
playing tricks.
She looked back and knew there was no trick. Pard was still fucking Linda's ass. But his
head was turned toward the Collie next to Logan. A sinking feeling filled her, and her
arm fell limply to her side.
"Logan..." she sobbed.


Chapter 9

"Daddy!" Linda cried. "Daddy, Jeff's fucking me!" She looked guilty as hell.
Her father stared at them all. "I can see that," he said, his voice oddly hollow.
"Dad, I..." Jeff started. He held his sister tightly over him, using her for a shield, maybe.
Pard backed off Linda's ass. His red cock was shiny and big. When he took it out, her
tight little anus fairly squirted cum from it.
"Jesus Christ..." Logan swore softly, clearly stunned by all that he'd walked in on. He
glared at his son, then at Sadie. "What the fuck is this, Sadie? What have you done to
my little girl? Jeff, how dare you fuck her! How dare you pop your little sister's cherry!
And how dare you, Sadie, let that goddamn dog fuck her ass! Jesus Christ!"
"I didn't do it, Dad!" Jeff cried. "Ask her! Ask Aunt Sadie! I didn't pop her cherry! Pard
fucked her open, Dad, I swear it!"
Logan turned several colors. "Pard!" he thundered. He looked at Sadie. "By God, honey,
that does it with that fucking dog of yours!"
He reached down to the Collie by his side. He lifted the dog's tail and spun her around.
It was obviously a her. Her pussy was wet and shiny with heat.
"Pard, meet Queenie! God damn it, go fuck her!"
Pard caught a whiff of Queenie's perfume, and his ears pricked up. He jumped down
from the bed and shoved his pointed muzzle into her butt. He sniffed and licked, and
Queenie's tail shot far to the side. She hunkered down slightly and offered her hot
pussy to Pard.
Instinct took over. Sadie watched it grab her lover and shake him hard. The two dogs
nuzzled and yowped happily and pranced through the house, going out the door and
coming back in.
Sadie watched Queenie stop and lift her tail aside. She watched Pard mount Queenie's
ass and fuck his prick deep into her hot pussy. The dogs became locked together,
fucking and fucking.
"Pard – no!" Sadie cried. "Pard, stop! Down, Pard – down!"
Pard looked at her. That was all. He licked his chops and bit the back of Queenie's
neck and shot load after hot load into her yearning pussy, his balls pumping and
pumping. They staggered out the door again, still locked together.
"Ohhhhhhh, God!" Sadie cried. "You bastard, Logan! You did that on purpose! You
dirty bastard!"
Logan grinned down at her. He looked at his kids, who were still as locked together as
the two dogs.
"Well, it seems I'm overdressed," he said.
He began working at his clothing. He pushed his pants down. Sadie backed away from
him.
"Logan... don't you dare, Logan. I won't have it. Put your pants back on, Logan. 
You're not going to fuck me, Logan, I swear you're not."
He kicked them from his feet. His prick bowed outward. It began to lift healthily. He
looked at Sadie's naked body. He looked at his daughter's, too, and his prick lifted
quickly.
"Move over, kids," he said, his voice husky. "Make room for your new mom and me. I
think we're going to get something settled here real fast."
"Logan! Are you out of your mind! How dare you! You can't fuck me in front of them!"
"Why not? Don't try to tell me you're suddenly modest."
"I... Logan, get back!" she cried, watching him put a knee on the bed. "Goddamn it,
can't any of you men understand the meaning of the word no?"
"Sometimes, honey," he said. "But not all the time. You overdo it. Just the way you
overdo that dog bit. Once in a while is okay, but there's plain old nature, too. Pard's
found that out. Each to his kind, Sadie, except maybe for variation. Now you're going
to learn it. Come here, honey."
He reached for her. She backed away as far as she could go. He put his hands on her
thighs and spread them. He looked down into her pussy meat and saw how wet it was.
"Four days," he groaned. "Boy, am I ready, honey."
"Don't honey me, damn it! Logan, let go! I'll kick your nuts, I swear I will!"
"Kids, don't just lie there fucking – give your dad a hand with your new mom."
Jeff and Linda both squealed happily. They reached out and held Sadie's arms while
Logan held her legs apart. Linda looked into her eyes.
"Ohhh, Aunt Sadie – please be our mom! We really want you to – don't we, Jeff?"
"And how – Mom," Jeff grinned. "You're the best mom a couple of kids could have.
You taught us how to fuck and do it right, and we love you for it. And we'll do
whatever you ask, we promise."
Sadie looked at them. She watched Logan position himself between her spread thighs.
She looked at his stiff, standing prick.
"Then let me go, Jeff," she said.
"Except that, Mom," he grinned. "Come on, Dad – fuck her a big one. Her pussy's
burning up already. It'll eat you alive."
"Thanks, kids – you can let her go now. I'll take over from here."
He fitted the head of his prick to her wet, sucking pussy. Sadie couldn't stop her cunt
from betraying her again, just as it had always done to her.
She kicked and bucked and squealed and hit him on the shoulders with her small fists,
but it didn't do any good. His prick slid into her and into her, reaching for the back of
her cunt again.
Her hips and belly bucked up and down. His chest flattened her big tits, and his hands
scooped under her buttocks and pulled her pussy all the way up around his rigid prick.
"Oh!" she cried. "Ohhhhh, you bastard! Damn you, Logan – no! Down – get down!"
"I'm not a dog, Sadie. I'm a man. I love you. And I'm fucking you. Ohhh, keep on
bucking like that, honey, it's terrific. Man, what a wild ride. An automatic fucking
machine. Ohhhhh!"
"Logan!" she cried. "Logan... Logan. Ohhhhh, Logan..."
Her fists stopped beating his shoulders. Her head stopped tossing and churning. Her
ass began to roll in his hands in time with his movements, and her pussy started
sucking up and down his prick with wet sounds.
Her arms curled around his neck finally, and she moaned blissfully in the back of her
throat. She let his lips find hers, and then she was kissing him with open mouth and
thrusting tongue.
"Ohhhhh, you big, dirty bastard," she moaned softly.
She giggled.
His prick slid in and out of her pussy, gently and slowly, building in sensitivity. She
grinned at him and giggled again.
"God damn you."
He grinned back. "Why are you swearing at me?"
"Because your big cock feels so good, and it isn't supposed to."
"The hell you say." He looked at his daughter. "You think she's full of beans, Linda?"
"Oh, yes, Daddy!" Linda cried, wriggling her butt, making her pussy suck and pull at
her brother's prick. "I just love fucking a big cock! Daddy? Ohhhhh, Daddy – can I
fuck yours after Aunt... I mean after Mom's through fucking it?"
Logan's scalp tingled. He looked at Sadie. "Well, now," he said softly. "What do you
think about that, honey? How should a father respond to a request like that?"
"Why are you asking me, Logan? You men do what you want anyway."
"I'm asking you because I want to please you. Can't you understand that, Sadie? It's all
I've wanted for a year now. You say. Should I fuck my daughter's naked little pussy or
not?"
"No."
He smiled at her. "All right."
She looked at him. She broke into a grin again.
"You're too goddamn smart for me," she laughed. "You can fuck her, darling. I let Jeff
fuck me. It's only fair."
"Hey," he said. "You called me darling. Oh, I like that. Do it again."
She twined her arms about his neck. "Oh, shut up and fuck me, you goddamn man. I
never got so much conversation from a fucker in my life. All you do is talk, talk, talk.
Pard never talks. Pard's prick isn't this big. Ohhhhh, god, it was never this big and
stuffing in my pussy. Logan, shut up, you're talking too much. Ohhhhh, fuck me,
darling and make me cum. Fuck me, fuck me. Yes – ohhhhhh, yes, fuck me..."
"Chatterbox," he laughed softly.
"Hot box," she gasped.
"Hot prick in a hot box."
"Big prick... full prick... fucking prick! Ohhh, Logan, I'm going to cum! God, am I
going to cum! Now, darling – now!"
"Yes! Yes! Ohhhhh, Sadie – your pussy's milking it out of my prick! I can't hold it!
Here it comes! Yaaaaagh!"
"Eeeeeee! God! God, it's good!"
His prick bucked and hosed into her wet, sucking pussy, sending jet after flowing jet
into her body.
Sadie's hips lifted high. She twisted and writhed against his hard chest, his taut
stomach, his tit-crushing body. Her clit ground against his root and pubic bone, and
she thought the top of her head would come off.
Her butt cheeks went rock hard in his palming hands, and she could feel his finger
searching for her asshole, finding it, pushing inside, making her scream with utter bliss.
It was so different. After all the years with Pard, she just learned what she'd been
missing – the weight against her when she came. The strength of his arms around her.
The sound of his voice in her ear, the feel of his lips kissing hers.
And the stuffing breadth of his cock filling her pussy.
When she wanted it...
"Logan... darling, would you stop fucking me if I asked you to?"
"Sure," he said. He pulled back and looked at her. "Do you want me to?"
"Even if I'd come and you hadn't yet?"
"Fair's fair, honey. That doesn't sound very fair to me. But I might."
"Even if you wanted to fuck and I said I didn't?"
"Unless you try to make a habit of it," he grinned. "Hey, what is this."
"Then all I have to do is – ask."
"That's all."
She flung her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. "Oh, why didn't you
happen to me years ago, damn you!"
"I think she just said yes, Dad," Jeff grinned. He leaned over and kissed Sadie on the
lips and made his prick throb in Linda's pussy.
"Hey, son, you stick to your own business over there," Logan grinned.
"I think – Dad, I think I'd like to welcome our new mom into the family. I think I'd
like to give her a big stiff welcome. Is that all right with you?"
"Well, I..." Logan stammered.
Sadie smiled at him and kissed him lightly. "It's all right with me, buster," she said.
He grinned and pulled his prick from her pussy. It was still stiff and horny. He watched
his cum ooze from her cunt. He watched his son take his place and sink his prick into
her body. His prick throbbed as he watched them fuck.
"Daddy?" Linda said hesitantly. She touched his arm. He looked into her sweet face,
then down at her bald, draining pussy.
"Ohhhhh, honey," he moaned, his scalp tingling again.
Linda flowed into his arms. She squirmed her small body against his. She opened her
thighs and held his prick in her small hand and fitted him against her cunt.
"Oh! Ohhhhh, Daddy! It's so big!" she moaned softly.
His prick rippled up and down its length. He couldn't believe how sweet and tight and
slippery her young pussy was. He felt like a dirty old man. And then he looked at Sadie
and his son fucking.
She looked over Jeff's shoulder at him. She winked at him and lifted her hips and
moaned, a broad, beautiful smile on her pretty face.
Linda's small body shook and squirmed on top of his. He placed his hands over her
round, tight ass-cheeks. He pulled in slowly, and her tight cunt swallowed his prick.
She rested her cheek against his and sighed.
"Ohhhhh, I'm so happy, Daddy," she said softly.
"Me too, darling – me too."
"Daddy, I'm going to cum! Ohhhhhh, your prick's so good and big. Daddy... Daddy,
cum with me! Please!"
He gasped harshly. Her little pussy squeezed his cock in a silk vise. He turned his head
and looked at Sadie, who was on her back right next to him.
"Go ahead, Logan," she whispered. "It's all right. I want you to. Oh, I'm going to cum
too. Jeff's prick – ah, kiss me, Logan – kiss me and cum! We'll all cum! Yes, yes – yes!"
He reached forward with his lips and found hers. Her tongue thrust into his mouth.
His daughter's tight, spasming pussy milked him and made him come violently,
spurting into her young body while he kissed Sadie.
He felt Sadie's tongue thrust deep into his mouth and heard her moan of completion as
she sucked Jeff's spurting prick deep into her orgasming pussy.
Outside, Pard and Queenie romped together over the yard, running in and out of the
bushes. Sadie heard them barking and yapping playfully.
When Jeff had withdrawn his still-eager, young prick from her pussy, she stood on her
knees on the bed and leaned against the windowsill and watched the dogs.
Their golden fur gleamed under the sun with a rich hue. Pard paused in his play a
moment when he saw her. He trotted toward the house and jumped up against it,
putting his front paws just under the window.
He gazed at Sadie, and his tail wagged slowly. It was an odd moment she knew she
would never forget. He whimpered softly and then dropped to all fours when Queenie
came up to him and pawed at his rump and then positioned herself for another fuck.
Pard sniffed her pussy and looked back at Sadie another lingering moment. Then he
mounted Queenie's ass. His scarlet prick shot forward, thick and swollen. It pierced
into Queenie's pussy at the same moment Logan's hands wrapped around Sadie's upthrust 
ass and his palms spread her tight cheeks wide.
Sadie gasped and braced her knees wide on the bed and bowed her spine. Logan's big
prick slid effortlessly into her sodden, squirming cunt and made her moan at the same
time Queenie howled with joy.
"Ohhhhh, Logan!" Sadie cried, turning her head back to him. "Yes, yes – fuck me! Oh,
darling, you were right – this is the way it should be! Look how happy Pard is with
Queenie."
"And how happy are you with me inside you, Sadie?" he asked softly, kissing the back
of her neck, running his hands gently up and down her sides as he fucked slowly in and
out of her shaking pussy.
"Happy, Logan – happy!" she cried.
She twisted around quickly, lying on her back, pulling his cock into her body and
arching up to meet his thrust. Jeff and Linda came up to either side of them, gazing
down softly, the children each caressing and kissing a tit.
"Ohhhhh, yes! This is the way it should be, Logan!" she cried again. She kissed Jeff
passionately, then Linda, then curled her arms about Logan's neck and gazed heatedly
up at him, her hips fucking up and down, her pussy sliding wetly along his rigid prick.
She whispered to him with a delicious little smile on her face. "I'm going to cum,
darling. Ohhh, I can feel it, Logan. May I? Is it all right if I cum? Honey, I want to
cum! Logan – Logan! I'm... yes! I'm cumming! Logan, fuck me hard, I'm cumming!"
She opened her mouth and screamed tightly and shuddered all over. She was only
dimly aware of the howl Pard emitted under the window as his knotted prick squirted
another load into Queenie's cunt. Of much more meaning to her now was the sound of
Logan's harsh cough and the feel of his human's prick bucking and throbbing deep in
her writhing body.
She clung to him tightly and drew him into her and was at peace at last... The family
was finally at peace too. Silent and contented. For a little while. Just a little while.


THE END
