SISTER'S DOG DAYS
By Paul Gable


Foreword

Normal. A frequently used word, yet a word whose exact meaning is as elusive as the
term "perverse". What those two words imply seems to vary from nation to nation,
from community to community, from person to person.
Among one African tribe it is considered obscene to expose one's back to others. In
many Eskimo communities it is the height of hospitality for a man to offer his wife to a
guest.
Claudette Harper outwardly appears to be an average American woman. A fledgling
stewardess, she enjoys a life of excitement and variety. Yet Claudette behaves in ways
that many others would consider abnormal, for her strong sex drive leads her to choose
many partners which our society considers taboo.
SISTER'S DOG DAYS – a novel of major interest to any who hope to find and define
their own standards of correct behavior. A story of one woman's personal search for
happiness.
-The Publisher


Chapter 1

Claudette Harper was in bed trying to sleep, but the memory of her brother Art's cock
sticking out from between his legs like a telephone pole made her cunt and asshole
twitch excitedly.
"Unnnngh!" she moaned, running her slender fingers over her panting belly until they
trailed over the tips of her brown, hard nipples. Her clit vibrated furiously in response.
"OHHHHHHH, JEEEEESUS!" Claudette cried out when she dipped her right hand
into her juicing slit. She closed her eyes and saw her brother naked again. He stood in
the hayloft smiling at her, brushing his fine blonde hair from his eyes with one hand
while he ran his fingers up and down his long, thick cock with the other. Claudette
remembered staring at the beautiful throbbing vein that ran from the base of his
powerful rod to his swollen purple cockhead. She begged him to stuff it in her cunt. She
wanted it sliding in and out of her aching snatch until his spasming prick fired its heavy
load of thick, hot jism.
"Jason! JASON! COME HERE TO MOMMY!!" Claudette screamed as another
pleasurable-painful spasm racked her wet pussy.
Claudette heard the rapid patter of toenails against the kitchen tile floor at the other
end of the apartment. She sighed and smiled to herself as she massaged her swollen
outer labia with her right forefinger.
"There you are!" she said as a large Irish Setter pranced into the darkened bedroom.
"Come up here between my legs and start licking, you goddamned beautiful dog!" she
whispered excitedly as she ran her fingers up and down her sensitive cunt lips. Jason
barked twice, then leaped up on the bed and started inching his way towards
Claudette's exposed pussy. "Oh, yesssss," she cooed as she felt his hot breath against
her wet twat hairs. Claudette reached up and ran her fingers through the Setter's long,
silky red hair as a series of tiny spasms tore through her snatch.
Jason was her brother's dog. She was keeping him for a week while Art and his bride
were spending their honeymoon in Hawaii.
Goddamned wimpy broad! Claudette said to herself as she thought of his wife. The
wedding was so sudden. She hardly knew this Sharon Stoller, some bitch in the next
town who was sucking on her brother's cock now.
"Oh, Art," she whimpered softly. She spread her legs farther apart to let the dog have
more room as her mind went back ten years. She was fourteen then, and experimenting
with her brother. He had a cock that seemed to stay rock-hard all the time. Claudette
loved to suck on it, then feel it slide between her firm titties down to her steaming
snatch, and then-
"OOOHHH, YESSS, JASON!" she cried as the Setter sloshed his tongue in and out of
her pussy.
Her becoming a stewardess and moving to Los Angeles from Cheyenne didn't stop
anything. Art was always flying to the Coast or she was flying back home. Claudette
lost count of how many times her brother had slipped his mammoth prick between her
blood-engorged snatchlips.
Then suddenly it was all over. He told her about Sharon and his plans to marry her
during his last trip to the Coast four weeks ago. Claudette tried to pretend she was
happy for him, then broke down into tears.
"OH, GOD, JAAASSSOOONNN!" Claudette shrieked, tossing her sweating ass-cheeks
off the stained top sheet as the dog's tongue slid over her swollen, twitching clit. 
She slammed her butt back down onto the mattress and screwed it deep into the bed as
Jason continued to stab his tongue in and out of her wet, glistening slit. She opened her
eyes and looked at the licking, panting Setter. It wasn't the first time he'd licked her off.
There were nights on the farm when Art wasn't around, and Claudette settled for the
next best thing – his dog. She never let Jason fuck her, although she knew that he
wanted to. But now that her brother was married...
"Art, Art," Claudette moaned, closing her eyes again and pretending that the Setter's
tongue was her brother's slipping in and out of her pussy again.
She was only fourteen when she sneaked into the barn that night. Art had told her that
he had something to show her. It was a big secret, and he didn't want mom and dad to
find out about it. Claudette loved her brother passionately even then. He was sixteen
years old and a god in her eyes.
"I'll meet you there at midnight," she whispered softly to him at dinner, feeling her
crotch tingle as he winked at her.
The night air was warm and wet when Claudette tiptoed across the yard in her white
cotton nightgown and slipped quietly into the barn.
"Art?" she called out softly. The air inside was hot, heavy and musty, stinking with the
smell of dirt and stale manure.
"Up here," she heard him whisper. Claudette craned her neck and saw her brother
crouching down at the edge of the hayloft just above her head.
"What are you doing?"
"Come on up and find out," he whispered mysteriously.
Something in the tone of his voice made her clit twitch again. Sweat broke out on her
forehead and palms as her heart pounded furiously. Suddenly she wanted to tear off her
nightgown and climb up the ladder as fast as she could, jumping against her brother
and feeling his muscular body heave against hers.
"I'll tear my gown if I come up."
"Well, then take it off," Art said as he laughed softly and disappeared into the shadows.
Claudette giggled, then slipped off her gown and started climbing the ladder. Her firm
full titties swayed from side to side as her bare feet stepped higher and higher on the
wooden rungs. In a few minutes her head was level with the loft floor.
"Art?"
"Behind you," her brother whispered hoarsely.
Claudette turned her head and saw Art standing in a bright stream of moonlight. There
he was, still partially a boy, but in reality a man. His hair looked white in the light.
Thick and wavy, it curled across his forehead and behind his ears. His face looked
boyishly innocent with large thick lashes. He was smiling strangely at her as she pulled
herself all the way up and stood some ten feet in front of him.
"I see you don't have to worry about tearing your nightgown," Art said as he slid his
right hand over to his crotch. Claudette shifted her eyes down to his groin and saw that
he was just wearing a pair of Jockey shorts.
"Y-You don't have any clothes on!" she cried out, feeling that she should turn around
and climb back down.
"That makes two of us," he said, massaging the growing bulge between his legs.
Claudette could see the outline of his stiffening prick, and wondered if the knob would
push its way out of the shorts.
"Suck my cock," Art said as he slid his thumbs under the tight elastic waistband and
pushed his underpants down to his knees.
"But I don't know how!" Claudette protested, feeling her cunt tingle at the prospect of
this new adventure. Art walked slowly up to her, his cock swaying from side to side
with each step.
"It's easy. Just open your mouth and I'll slip my dick in. Then just suck on it like a
lollipop. Everything else'll happen naturally, don't you worry, little sister."
Claudette dropped to her knees and opened her mouth, waiting for Art to make the
next move. Suddenly she felt something thick and hot shoot past her trembling lips and
fill her mouth, stopping as it slammed against the back of her throat.
"MMMMmmmmmmmgfgh!" she protested, rocking back on her legs as she tried to
pull away. Art reached down and clamped his fingers tightly on her head, forcing her
lips forward again.
"Just relax," he whispered gently, massaging his fingers around Claudette's ears. "Just
relax, baby, and you'll like it."
She did as her brother suggested and found out, to her amazement, that he was right.
Her pussy contracted as she slid her lips down to the root of his cock. She stopped
gagging as she wrapped her tongue around Art's prickshaft, working her way slowly to
his cockhead.
"UNNnngh!" he moaned as Claudette's tongue gently poked at the sensitive skin just
under the knob.
Her tongue inched down again slow and easy. Her lips didn't miss an inch of her
brother's cock. At the same time Art started thrusting his hips back and forth against
his sister's face.
"OHHH, JEEEEEZ, SIS!" Art cried out, digging his fingernails into her scalp as she
swirled her tongue faster and faster around his cockhead, paying particular attention to
the underside of his bobbing prick. Around and around her tongue went. It teased,
poked and stroked her brother's red-hot cock as he groaned mindlessly in the moon-lit
hayloft.
"ARRRRGH!! UNGH!! UNNGH!!!"
She drew the cockhead between her lips, sliding her tongue over its smooth, glistening
surface, drawing off the beads of pre-cum that were beginning to ooze from the piss-slit.
She replaced them with a layer of her own spit as she teased the edges of the tiny hole
and felt new fluid seep out into her mouth.
"OHHHHHH! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU NEVER SUCKED COCK BEFORE!
UNNNGH!! ARRRRGH!!!"
Claudette backed off, sensing that Art was about to skyrocket over the top. She didn't
want him to shoot yet. She wanted his load buried in the hot, wet folds of her quivering
pussy. Claudette looked up at her brother's jerking prick and felt her clit spasm. The
boy's cock jumped up and down rhythmically, screaming for her hot, sucking lips. The
thick veins around his cock throbbed and looked like they were ready to tear through
the taut, pink skin. Streaks of cum mixed with Claudette's spittle glistened on the
pulsing, purple cockhead.
"Lick my balls," Art whispered.
Claudette cupped her mouth around her brother's balls and felt his legs tremble
violently as he cried out in excitement.
"NNNNNNGH!"
Claudette increased the massaging motion of her lips, feeling the steaming cum splatter
against the walls of Art's fuck sacs. She was driving him closer to the edge again.
"N-N-Nooo!" Art moaned hoarsely as he felt her tongue slide across his wrinkled ball
skin faster and faster. "Okay, okay, no more, no more," he panted, pushing Claudette
away and staggering back as he clamped his right hand hard around his jerking prick.
"Jesus! Almost shot that one off! Don't want to come that way, honey."
Claudette was glad her brother had other plans in mind. She liked the new experience
of sucking his prick, but she really wanted to have it jammed up her snatch.
"I want to do some eating myself," he said as he walked back up to her and pushed her
gently on the floor. "Throw up those legs, honey," Art said gently as he slid forward
between her legs and lowered his head to her upturned pussy.
"ARRRRRGH!" Claudette screamed as she felt his tongue slide slowly up and down her
outer labia, moving in tiny circles over the sensitive swollen skin as his fingers slid
under her trembling ass-cheeks towards her asshole.
"Oh, Art, wh-wh-what are you do – UNNNGH!!" she cried out as she felt one finger
squirm past her tightened sphincter muscle and wiggle its way up her asshole. At the
same time she felt his tongue settle on her clit for an instant; then she could feel a pair
of lips closing around the tiny knob, sucking her erect clit just as she'd been sucking his
cock seconds earlier. The pain in her ass disappeared. Slowly she felt her crotch tingling
again, and suddenly there was a trickle of cunt juice flowing down her thigh.
"OHHHHHH, ART! OOOOOHH, JAM IT IN ME!! OH, FUCK!! JEEEEESUS!!
SHIT! FUUCCCKKK MEEEEE!!!"
"Want me to stick it in now?" he asked as he began strumming her clit in a steady,
musical rhythm.
"YESSS!!" Claudette shrieked, throwing her hips high into the air as she tried to impale
her itching, quivering snatch on her brother's jabbing tongue. She felt the tip of his
cock poke teasingly at her outer labia as he moved up a few inches and positioned
himself for the final assault. Then his cock was sliding into her hole without any
resistance, and her cunt walls were closing around the thick, long shaft. It squeezed,
crushed and twisted against his cock, trying to pump and suck the steaming cum from
his balls.
"OH, JEEESUS! FUCKIN' JEEEEESUS! SHIT!! FUCK MEEE!" Claudette cried out,
not caring if her parents heard her or not. Art raised himself and lowered his head,
clamping his lips around her right tit and sucking on her stiff, half-inch-long nipple.
"UNNNNGH!! ARRRGH!! SUCK ME!! FUCK ME!! SUCK ME!!!! OH, SHIT,
SHIHTTT!!!" Claudette screamed mindlessly like a bitch in heat as her brother rotated
his hips as he slammed them back and forth, churning his cock up, down and around
her violated pussy.
"Oh, noooOOOO!" Art screamed, jamming his fingers into her sides as he slammed his
hips harder and harder against her upturned ass-cheeks. She felt his heavy, hanging
balls against her cunt lips as his breathing became raspy and irregular.
"I'M COMING! OH, FUCKIN' SHIT IN HEAVEN!! I'M SHOOTIN', YOU
GODDAMNED BITCH! I'M BLOWIN' MY WAD IN YOUR CUNT!!"
Art's mindless screaming drove Claudette into orgasm. She felt the heat of climax
explode like a bomb deep in her gut and spread like lightning to her clit as she bucked
and heaved under her brother's pounding, muscular body. She threw her body in the
air and swallowed his cock even deeper into her cunt. Then everything went blank.
Claudette didn't know what was happening to her except that she was squishing and
bouncing and gasping and sliding to the accompaniment of screams and curses and
cunt juice and cum and sweat.
"GOD! OH, FUCKIN' GOD!!" she screamed as Jason's tongue lapped harder and
faster at her swollen clit. The memories of that night with Art made her cunt more
sensitive than usual. She locked her ankles around the Setter's back and hunched her
hips up and down, burying the dog's pointed muzzle in her snatch occasionally as she
began to feel her cunt walls contract in rhythm to the dog's jabbing tongue.
"OHHH, JASON! GNNNNUGH!! OH, GOD, DOG, YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME
COME! OH, FUCKIN' GOD, YOU'RE GONNA MAKE MEEEEE–!!"
Claudette felt the building thrill of climax fill her body as she clamped her fingers
around the licking dog's neck and dug her head into the mattress. Her swollen tits
ached and begged for relief as she felt Jason's scraping tongue play back and forth
across her twitching, erect clit.
"M-MORE! M-M-MORE!! OH, JEEEESUS, MORE!!!"
The dog seemed to understand and put on a final burst of speed and intensity.
Claudette could feel her cunt and belly muscles tightening. This was it!
"OH, GOD, JASON! LICK IT! LICK IT! OH, SHIT, FUCK ME!! OH, GOD, RIGHT
THERE!! UNNNGH!! UNNNGH!! UNNNGH!!!"
Her legs unlocked and flailed wildly in the air as she released the Setter and slammed
her hands on her tits. She squeezed them hard as an explosion tore through her cunt.
"GUNNNUGH! I CAN'T STAND IT! ARRRGH!! OH, GOD, JASON!! N-NNOOOWWW!! UNNNGH!! UNNGH!! UNNGH!!!"
Claudette bucked and thrashed as spasm after spasm ripped through her body and tore
through her tits. It seemed like hours before the last contraction stopped.
"Oh, Christ, Jason, you're almost as good as your master," Claudette cooed as she
stroked the Setter behind the ears. He whimpered and started moving forward, placing
his forepaws on her shoulders. She felt the tip of his red, knobby cock jab against her
juice-slicked twatlips.
"Oh, no you don't. I'm not ready for that yet," she said as she pushed him off the bed
and sat up.
It was selfish, she knew that. Her twat was satisfied, at least for the moment. But the
poor dog...
"Come on. boy, maybe you want something to eat."
She started for the bedroom door, but Jason ran ahead of her, dancing back and forth
across the opening and whimpering while his stiff cock jerked frenziedly up and down.
"Wow, you're really hot, aren't you?" Claudette said, feeling her cunt beginning to
tingle again. She couldn't believe it. Usually it took her at least an hour before she felt
like fucking again. But here she was with a dog, and she felt that she could screw all
night. Well, why the hell not? The more she thought of having the Setter's prick
jammed up her snatch the more she liked the idea.
"Okay, come on back up," she said as she jumped back on the bed. Claudette rolled
over on her belly, propping herself up on her hands and knees. She wriggled her firm
ass-cheeks in the Setter's face as encouragement as she felt another trickle of cunt juice
ooze down her right thigh.
"Come on, boy," Claudette said impatiently, looking between her pendulous tits. She
could see Jason's long red cock jerking in the air as he sniffed at her cunt. Claudette
was getting too excited to wait much longer. She reached back and wrapped her fingers
around the Setter's hot prick. The dog whimpered loudly and jerked back for a second.
But the girl pulled his cock forward gently until its tip touched her outer labia.
"Just relax, boy," she whispered, rubbing the Setter's oozing cockhead up and down her
cunt lips until she felt his hot, uneven breath on her back.
"Now, shove it in, Jason!" Claudette moaned, closing her eyes as she felt the animal
lunge forward, forcing his fiery prick into her juicy fuck hole. It wasn't as bad as she
once thought it might be. In fact, as the Setter started hunching his hips faster and
faster, Claudette decided that it felt almost as good as her brother's thick cock.
"GNNNUGH! OH, FUCK, JASON, SLAM THAT COCK INTO MY SNATCH! OH,
FUCK! FUCK! FUCK MEEEE!!!"
Claudette lowered her head and looked back between her swaying tits again. She could
see his prick each time he pulled it out. It was wet with her cunt juice, gleaming
brightly in the half-dark bedroom as his heavy balls swung back and forth. His warm,
hairy body tickled her sweaty skin as he speared her squishing cunt again and again
with his pointed prick.
"OH, GOD!" she screamed. "OH, FUCKIN' JEEEEESUS, I LIKE IT! I REALLY LIKE
IT! GGGGNNNUGN! OH, SHIT, DO IT, JASON! ARRRGH!! CHRIST!! OH,
FUCK, THAT FEELS FANTASTIC!! UNNNNNHHHH!!!"
Claudette began rotating her ass faster and faster as Jason's fucking became more
frenzied. She felt her clit swell more and more as his hot prick skin slid over her
sensitive cuntal membranes.
"JASON! OH, MY GOD! I CAN'T TAKE IT MUCH LONGER! AAAGGGHHH!!
AAAAGH!!! OH, FUCK, FUCK MEEEE! FUCK MEEEE!!!"
Jason seemed happy to comply. He speeded up his hunching. Claudette felt him
hammering at her cunt, cramming his prickshaft against her aching cunt lips. The dog
whimpered and whined desperately, and the woman knew he was just about to shoot.
"FUCK ME! FUCK ME!! GGGNNNUGN!! OH, JEEEESUS, JASON! FUCK THE
SHIT OUT OF ME!!!" Claudette shrieked encouragingly. She was backing against him
now, rocking in rhythm with his stabbing cock. All she could think of was the
Setter's long, thick prick jabbing in and out of her twitching cunt.
"OH, JEEESUS! I-M'M COMING!! OH, MY FUCKIN' JEEESUS!! I'M
COOOMMMIIINNN-GGG!!!"
Suddenly Claudette felt the dog's cock swell inside her hole and jerk irregularly. Then
hot doggie cum was exploding into her, splattering against her spasming cunt walls and
filling up her fuck hole, spilling out from between her twatlips. That was what she
needed. Claudette felt her pussy contract once, then twice, then break out into a
hurricane of contractions as she felt everything disappear around her. All she was
conscious of was that exploding Irish Setter's prick in her cunt and her jerking clit.
"WWWAAAHHH! WWWAAAHH!! OH, GOD! GGGNNNUUGN!! JESUS!
OHHHHHH, ARRRGH!!!"
Claudette screamed and bucked as the dog growled, firing his cum deep into her
sucking hole. She collapsed on her face when the last spasm tore through her pussy.
"Oh, Christ, Jason. That was fantastic!" Claudette said, inching forward and pulling free
from the Setter's flaccid prick. The dog jumped down and moved quickly forward,
licking her across the face, and she rolled over on her back.
"Ummm, I'll bet you'd like to fuck me again, wouldn't you?"
Jason barked loudly as if he understood her.
"Well, maybe a little later," she said, raising her arms and scratching him behind his
ears. She nearly jumped off the bed when the phone next to her rang.
"Hello?" Claudette said nervously in the receiver. It was eleven o'clock at night. She
wasn't expecting any calls that late.
"Claudette? This is Mrs. Alpizar, your supervisor."
Claudette winced. Whenever Mrs. Alpizar called up in the middle of the night, it
usually meant work the next day. This was supposed to be her vacation.
"Yes, ma'am," Claudette said mincingly, trying to hide her disappointment.
"I hate to call you. I know you've got your vacation coming and all that. But if you
don't mind, do you think you could take a flight tomorrow morning at nine? Pat is
sick, and all the other girls are booked solid. It's just a short hop to Seattle and back
again. You'll be in Los Angeles the same day."
Seattle? Christ, the woman was crazy! But then she hated to turn her down. Claudette
was new and was trying to score points with Mrs. Alpizar, something that just wasn't
easy.
"Well, I guess. I'm taking care of my brother's dog while he's on a honeymoon."
"Oh, that's no problem. Bring him down to the airport tomorrow and we'll put him up
in our kennel. It'll just be for six hours or so. And, besides, this'll give you some extra
money."
"I'll be there with my wings on," Claudette joked, hanging up and falling back onto her
pillow. "Well, boy, tomorrow you get a chance to fuck a real bitch – maybe," Claudette
said softly to the dog as her hands slipped off the Setter's head as she fell slowly to
sleep, dreaming of cock, cock and more cock.


Chapter 2

"Hurry up, Claudette! We'll miss the flight!" a tall red-headed stewardess urged as
Claudette gave Jason a final farewell pat on the head before she ran down the jetway.
"Who do we have up front today?" she said breathlessly as she hung up her jacket and
cap in the forward cabin closet.
"None other than The Octopus and Mr. Balls himself," Janice Bellows said as she
hurriedly got the snack trays ready. Janice had been flying for Trans Global for three
years and knew most of the pilots, copilots and navigators, as well as their sexual habits.
"What?"
"Cal Graham – that's the pilot and The Octopus. Watch him when you get into
cockpit. He'll slip his hand up your dress before you set down his coffee."
"And who's Mr. Balls?"
"Got your curiosity up?" Janice said, stopping her work for a minute and leaning
against the small metal counter in the forward kitchen. "Well, Mr. Balls – alias Jim
Tisborne – thinks that his balls are a perpetual source of jism. He's the quiet type. You
know, you think you're safe until he gets you alone. Then whamo!"
Claudette arched her eyebrows. She'd seen Jim Tisborne once or twice in the crew's
lounge, but never was formally introduced to him.
"And I'll tell you a secret," Janice whispered, leaning close to Claudette.
"What?"
"You love every minute of it," she said, laughing as she went back to work on her trays.
Claudette turned around when Janice poked her in the ribs and whispered, "There's
old-man balls." Claudette studied him from head to foot and was pleased with what she
saw. Jim was swarthy normally. With a tan he looked almost black. The deeply tanned
skin partially hid the thick matting of black wiry hair that curled out over the top of his
shirt lapel. Claudette guessed that his chest was a thick forest of black body hair.
She instinctively reached up and scratched her tits lightly with her right hand, thinking
that she felt his rough chest slide across hers. Thick black curls dangled playfully over
Jim's forehead like innumerable black waves in a stormy ocean. Jim flashed a smile
when he saw Claudette studying him so carefully. Those two straight rows of gleaming
white teeth against his dark skin looked like two rows of airport landing lights in the
middle of the night.
"New girl, Janice?" he asked as he put down his flight bag and walked over to the stews.
"You're not going to get to this one, Jim Tisborne," Janice said playfully as she took the
hint and walked back to the coach cabin.
"Hi, I'm–" he began.
"Yes, I know. Janice told me all about you."
He stared at her for a few seconds, then shifted his gaze down to the floor. It was hard
to tell through the tan, but Claudette guessed that he was blushing. Incredible! A
proven stud who was embarrassed about his fucking ability. Claudette had to admit that
it was a new approach – and one that was turning her on.
"Well, not everything you hear is true," he said, bending down to pick up his bag.
"What are you on this flight?" she asked as he started through the cockpit door.
"Navigator this time around. I don't think you'd want me as pilot."
"Sure as hell not. His cock'd get in the way, especially after he started thinking of you."
Claudette wheeled around and saw an older handsome man step through the cabin
door. She guessed that this must be The Octopus. From the stripes on his sleeve, she
knew it was the pilot.
"Good morning, Captain," she said cheerfully.
"Awfully formal, isn't she?" Cal Graham said to Janice as the redhead stepped back into
the forward area.
"Hi, again. Thought you might need a little help with these two. This is Claudette
Harper, a new girl with the line."
"Come on up to the cockpit a little later, and I'll give you some in-flight training," the
captain said as he leered at her protruding tits.
"Like the last flight," Janice said sarcastically. "He got some little number in there and
started sticking his ringers into her cunt. God only knows what the others were doing,
but somebody turned on the switch to the cabin PA system. You should have heard all
of it – the moaning, the groaning, the directions each one was giving to the other!"
Cal Graham laughed and shook his head, disappearing into the cockpit.
"I nearly beat my fists blue on the damned door before anybody heard me."
Claudette tried to suppress a smile, but finally broke out laughing as loudly as the
captain.
"Thank God it was a business flight!" Janice said as she folded her arms and pretended
to be disgusted. "All the passengers did was cheer when the girl walked out."
"Hey, here come the geese. Time to be Miss America," Claudette said as she saw the
first passenger walk down the jetway.
"Maybe we can get together in Seattle," Jim whispered in her ear as he slipped into the
cockpit.
The flight was half-filled, and Janice kept encouraging Claudette to go up to the cockpit
to deliver coffee. She was tempted, then thought of the story of the stew who was
broadcast through the cabin. Jim and Cal would probably purposely do something like
that as soon as she stepped in. She refused, but kept thinking about Jim's offer. She
hated to leave Jason alone overnight. But there was Jim's proposition, if it could be
called that. She was scheduled on a turn-around, but maybe she could switch with
somebody in Seattle. God, with Art married and out of town, she'd really like some
strong human cock in her. Jason was fine, but she didn't want to get hooked on dog
meat for the rest of her life.
When they landed in Seattle, Jim called her up forward after the last passenger left the
cabin.
"Here's my address and phone number. If you can stay, give me a call. I've got a home
complete with pool, fireplace and two German shepherds to guard it all."
Claudette smiled involuntarily. All this and two dogs, too! She ran to the scheduling
office and found out that she could switch flights, arriving in Los Angeles the next day.
Claudette called Mrs. Alpizar and asked her to see that Jason was being taken care of,
then phoned Jim.
"I'll turn down the sheets," he said quietly over the phone. God, there was a hot,
steamy undercurrent of something in the tone of his voice that made her cunt contract.
She was standing by the phone talking to him when something happened in Claudette's
crotch. There she was, a professional stewardess, dripping cunt juice down her thighs to
the floor! She felt hot between her legs and her panties were dripping with juice as she
hung up and walked quickly out of the scheduling room, pretending not to notice the
leers some of the pilots were flashing at her as they picked up the odor of twat juice.
Jim lived about five miles north of downtown Seattle in a rustic country house.
Claudette stepped out of the cab and put down her suitcase, admiring the thickly
wooded countryside before she started hiking up the steep gravel path to the front
porch. She was about halfway up the path when Jim walked out the front door and
leaned against the porch railing. He was naked to the chest, and the bulge behind his
fly indicated that he didn't have on much under his pants. She'd guessed correctly
about his chest – it was a forest of thick, wiry body hair. She hoped he wouldn't scrape
her nipples off in bed.
"You must've flown over here," he said as he ran down the path to help her.
"You can do anything when you've got the right inspiration in front of you," she said,
smiling coyly as she wriggled her ass walking up to the porch.
"My, oh my," Jim said, putting down her suitcase and closing the door behind her.
"Let's have a look," he said, leaning forward and clamping his lips hard against hers.
Claudette felt her cunt contract again, squeezing out another torrent of juice from
between her swollen outer labia as his hands strayed back to her firm ass-cheeks and
started kneading the flesh.
"Ummmmmm," Jim said, sliding his hands up to her tits and starting to unbutton her
jacket. "Let's get–"
"A little more comfortable?" Claudette finished, smiling and walking around the living
room slowly. "That's a little corny, but it works every time, right?"
She turned around and saw him blushing again. God, why did he have to do that? It
blew her cool every time.
"Come on, where's the bedroom?" Claudette asked, pulling off her jacket and
unbuttoning her blouse. Jim stood there watching her disrobe, squeezing and releasing
the growing bulge between his legs as she exposed inch after inch of her huge tits.
Claudette got to the last button, then reached back and unsnapped her bra. In an
instant her swollen boobs fell out of their restraints and bobbed sensuously on her
chest.
"Like what you see?" Claudette asked as she ran the palms of her hands over her hard
nipples.
"You've got to be kidding!" Jim exclaimed as he ran over to her and bent down,
cupping his lips over her left nipple, and started sucking at the hard flesh.
"UNNngh!" Claudette moaned, slipping her hands down to the zipper of her skirt and
opening it. The material fell to the floor around her feet. She felt his mouth slide off her
nipple and travel slowly down her panting belly. Jim ran his tongue along her
perspiring skin, making tiny circles with it as he approached her navel. At the same
time he was running his fingers up and down her thighs, getting closer and closer to
her juicing pussy. He'd trail his fingertips almost to the edge of her swollen outer labia,
then retreat to her knees, only to run them back up again. She wanted him to jam his
fist up her aching cunt.
"OHHhhh, don't tease! OH, SHIT, DON'T TEASE ME! JAM IT IN MY CUNT!!
UNNNN-GH!!"
"So soon? I'm not a slam-bam-thank-you-ma'am type, Claudette. If nobody's told you
by now, you're going to find out in a few minutes."
He got up and took her by the hand, leading her into the brightly lit bedroom. As they
entered the room, Claudette looked down the hall and saw the two German shepherds
stretched out on the carpet in front of the fireplace in the den. One raised his head and
looked curiously at her. She was so hot now that she could have taken on Jim and the
dogs at the same time.
"Come on, don't spend all night in the hall," Jim said as he unsnapped the top button
on his pants. Some black curly crotch hair poked its way into the air. Claudette
involuntarily licked her lips as she saw Jim reach down for his zipper. They were
drinking in each other's sweating bodies as he unzipped his pants and freed his
massive, jerking thickly veined dong.
Claudette gasped as she saw his cock jerk frenziedly in the air. His cockhead pulsated
wildly and his balls bounced as his prick spasmed.
"Oh, my God," she whispered as she jammed her fingers under the waistband of her
panties and pushed them down quickly to the floor. "I–" she started, but Jim was one
step ahead of her. He practically ran to her, wrapping his arms tightly around the
woman and pressing his lips hard against Claudette's. He drove his tongue through her
teeth and deep into her mouth. At first Claudette was startled by this kind of
aggressiveness. But then she began to like it. Slowly she responded to Jim's insistent
tonguing. Everything meshed. Their kissing became so frantic that neither Jim nor
Claudette could tell where one tongue ended and the other began.
At the same time Claudette felt the man's hot, throbbing cock slide back and forth
against her hot, wet gash. Every time his prickshaft passed her juicing slit she wanted to
throw her legs around his muscular hips and slide herself onto his jerking rod.
"UNNngh! OH, OH, SHIT, FUCK MEEE!!" Claudette cried as she pulled away from
him for air.
"Don't worry about that," he gasped, dragging her forward to the bed.
"Oh, my God!" Claudette cried out as Jim pushed her on the bed and climbed between
her legs, leaning forward and licking her neck. He slid lower, tonguing her shoulders,
probing her armpits. Claudette was going wild. The sensation of Jim's hairy body was
something like Jason's, except that Jim's was scratchier, rougher. Every body hair
seemed to find a corresponding sensitive spot on Claudette's smooth skin that made her
clit throb more wildly.
She raised her head and looked at his cock again. That cock! Art's was thicker, but Jim's
dick was several inches longer. The base of it was hidden in an incredibly thick forest of
black hair, a continuation of the mat that covered the rest of his body.
"OHHHH, MY GOD! OH, FUCKIN' JESUS, IT FEELS SO GOOOD!! OH, GOD,
JIMMY! OH, FUCK, FUCK!!"
Jim continued his tonguing until he reached Claudette's navel. He drove his tongue
hard against it, then clamped his lips around it and sucked hard. He repeated that over
and over until Claudette beat him wildly on the shoulders with her fists.
"JEEESUS! ARRRGH! UNNNGH!! UNNNGH!! WHAT ABOUT MY
GODDAMNED CUNT?? OH, JEEEESUS!!"
Claudette felt herself going wild. That tonguing and sucking action at her navel made
her pull up her legs in an attempt to shove her cunt into his face for relief.
"Easy, Claudette, I know what I'm doing," he said reassuringly and went back to her
navel, licking it, tonguing it, sucking it as he drove her out of her mind.
Jim ran his tongue back up to her neck, then down to her right nipple. He cupped his
lips over it and sucked so hard that she thought he was going to tear it free from her
swollen skin. Claudette arched her body and groaned.
"Ohhhhhh, suck my tits! OH, FUCK, SUCK MY TITS!"
Jim took his mouth off with a loud popping sound and quickly clamped on to the left
nipple. He did the same thing as he did with the right – and with identical results.
"MY CUNT! MY CUNT!!" Claudette screeched, arching her hips up again and again
for relief.
"Jesus, you're really insistent, aren't you?" Jim joked as he moved his head down to her
hot, wet crotch. He ran his fingers lightly over her matted, soaked pussy hair, watching
her belly quiver with each touch.
"OH, FUCKIN' JESUS! STOP THAT! STOP IT!!" she screamed as she bucked and
thrashed on the sweat-stained sheets.
"Enjoy it," Jim said quietly, moving his ringers closer and closer to the dark slit between
her swollen labia. Finally he stuck his right forefinger into the hole and felt her slick
cuntal membranes squeeze it tightly. At the same time Claudette screamed and threw
her head hard into the mattress. Her lips parted and a scream of ecstasy filled the room.
"AIYEEE!! ARRRGH!! ARRRGH!! UNNNGH!! M-M-MORE! NOOOOO!!!"
"Oh, baby, you're ready for a screwin' right now," Jim moaned as he lowered his head
to her pussy and started lapping at her soaking twat hair. Then he stuck another finger
in and held her cunt lips apart while he dipped his right forefinger into the hole and
brought up the juices. He spread her pussy's fluid .along the inner surfaces of her cunt
lips, then pushed the finger slowly towards her asshole so that Claudette thought he
was going to jam it into her shitter.
"Oh, God," she moaned, lifting up her ass-cheeks to give him better access to her
brownie.
"You're really wild, know that?" Jim commented as his finger came closer to her
asshole. He ran it around in tiny circles, trailing it across the puckered brown skin but
never diving into her quivering hole. Claudette shivered with rising excitement and her
asshole did an involuntary twitch as Jim rubbed the tip of his finger back and forth
across the tight opening.
"Now," he whispered hoarsely, jamming his finger in her bung and squiggling it up and
down while he slammed his tongue back into her spasming cunt.
"UNNNGH! UNNNGH!! UNNNGH!!! ' Claudette cried out each time Jim's tongue
jammed itself against her twitching, swollen clit. "OH, SHIT, FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!"
Instead Jim reached up and started strumming away at her clit. He stroked, squeezed,
tugged and rubbed the miniature organ as he jammed another finger up her ass. Each
movement on her clit was like a tiny burst of electricity that made her jerk with
excitement.
"Aw, fuck, I can't take it any more," Jim said, sliding up and positioning the tip of his
swollen cockhead at the entrance to Claudette's cunt.
"Fuck me," Claudette whispered. She whimpered happily as she felt his prick dilating
her tight, quivering cunt.
"UNNnngh!" she moaned, feeling wonderfully stretched and stuffed by his twisting,
throbbing cock. She opened her glazed eyes and screamed with pleasure as she felt his
hot, heavy breath against her cheeks.
"ARRRGH! OH, MY GOD, FUCK MEEEE!! OH, FUCKIN' GOD, JAM YOUR
COCK IN MY CUNT!! UNNNGH! UNNNGH!! UNNNNGH!!!"
Jim stuck a third finger up her asshole and rammed them up and down her shit tunnel
in time to his stabbing cock. Before Claudette knew it she was begging him to jam his
fist up her ass, to stick his cock deeper and deeper into her cunt.
Then the explosion happened. She threw her arms out and grabbed the edges of the
mattress and gripped the sheets while Jim licked her stiff nipples and bit her swollen tits
as he started firing his hot jism into her twitching cunt.
"N-NOOOO!!" he screamed, feeling his steaming jizz boil up from his swinging balls
and shoot down his throbbing prickshaft until it spattered out of his expanding piss-slit.
"ARRRGH! WWWWW A AAWWWHHH!! I'M COMING! DEAR GOD, I'M
COMING!" Claudette shrieked as she felt squirt after squirt of his cum blast into her
convulsing snatch. She threw her arms in the air, then clutched her tits with both hands
as she ground her thighs against Jim's spraying cock.
"GNNNUGH! OHHHH, JIM!!" she cried as he shot off the last of his heavy load and
flopped down on top of Claudette, making it hard for her to breathe. She wiped the
sweat from her forehead and absently scratched one of her tits. She felt remarkably
relaxed, her cunt was relaxed; even her asshole was relaxed, if a little stuffed with three
of Jim's fingers still jammed inside.
"You can take out your hand now," Claudette said as she wriggled her ass-cheeks on
the bed.
"Hate to do it. It felt so warm and wet in there – better than a pair of gloves. But if you
insist... "He pulled, his fingers out with an audible pop.
"Unnngh!" she moaned, feeling a cold shiver run down her spine as Jim slipped his
hand from between her tingling ass-cheeks.
"Oh, baby, you feel so good under me," Jim cooed in her ear as he rubbed his body
slowly over hers. Claudette had to admit to herself that the hot, wet sensation of Jim's
hairy and muscular body sliding over hers was about the best feeling she'd ever had.
There was nothing better in the world than that feeling, especially when she felt his
cock beginning to get hard again and throb against her cunt.
"Hmmmmm, getting ideas again?"
Jim laughed, then propped himself up on his elbows.
"We'll save that for later. How about a little dinner now? We could go out, or I'll drive
into town and pick something up."
"I don't feel like getting up and dressing," Claudette said dreamily as she stroked her
outer labia.
"God, this always happens. Fuck 'em silly, then watch them fall asleep on you."
"Bastard!" Claudette cried out playfully as Jim jumped out of bed and slipped on a shirt
and pair of pants.
"Be back in a half-hour," Jim called out from the front porch. Claudette watched him
drive away from the bedroom window, then walked over to the foot of the bed and
snapped on the portable television. She climbed back into bed and started watching
some game show when she heard someone walking down the hall.
"Who's there?" she called out nervously, pulling the top sheet over her tits. A sharp
snort made her smile. It had to be one of the two dogs she had seen.
"Come on, boy, come in here," Claudette coaxed, patting the bed loudly with her right
hand. In a few seconds the big gray and white shepherd poked his head around the
corner and pricked up his ears as she kept calling to him.
"Ooooohh, you are a beauty, aren't you?" Claudette said, feeling her clit tingle as her
eyes traveled down the dog's massive chest and over to his furry balls. She glanced at
the clock and knew that she had enough time to take care of him and straighten out the
bed before Jim came back with dinner.
"Mm mm mm mm mm, climb up here and give mommy a licking and fucking,"
Claudette groaned, pulling the top sheet down from her firm tits until her black, curly
pussy hair was visible. The dog cocked his head to one side as if to ask her what he
should do. Claudette smiled, then bent her knees as she exposed her quivering cunt lips
to the shepherd's view. She heard him panting as she ran her fingers lightly over her
swelling outer labia.
"Shit, boy, are you stupid? Come on up here!" Claudette called out impatiently. She
thought the aroma of her cunt juice alone would bring him leaping at her.
"UNNnngh!" Claudette moaned especially loud, sticking her fingers into her slick gash
and feeling her sensitive cunt walls clamp tightly around the invading digits. That was
enough for the shepherd. He growled loudly, then trotted up to the bed and jumped on.
Claudette wriggled her ass-cheeks invitingly in the dog's face as he moved his head
forward and took a few tentative sniffs at her juicing snatch before he started licking at
the swollen skin.
"MMMFFFGH! OH, GOD, DOG! OH, SHIT, THAT FEELS SOOO GOOD! OH,
JEESUS, RUN YOUR TONGUE ALONG THERE SOME MORE!"
Claudette threw her ass off the bed as the shepherd's tongue sloshed across her
twitching clit. Jason's tongue was longer than the shepherd's, but this dog's was
rougher. It made her cunt contract faster and faster as it scraped against her spasming
srititch Wcills
"OOOOHHH, DOGGIE! UUUMMM!! AAA-RRRRGH!! JEEEEESUS, THAT FEELS
GOOOO-OOD!!"
Claudette wondered if he'd gone down on other women Jim had brought home. He
seemed too professional in his cunt-licking for this to be his first time. The shepherd
knew what he was doing and guided his tongue up and down the most sensitive parts
of her fuck tunnel. Claudette squirmed and squealed, hunching up to his muzzle as she
squeezed her erect nipples and moaned like a bitch in heat.
"OH, GOD, DOG! GNNNNNNNUGH!! OH, FUCK, DOGGIE! GOD! YOU'RE
BEAUTIFUL! OH, SHIT, YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME COME AGAIN!
UNNNGH!!"
She wondered if she'd have enough time to get fucked by him. Claudette tried to turn
her head to see the clock, but then a violent spasm tore through her twat and she tossed
her head from side to side in ecstasy.
"OH, SHIT! OH, FUCKIN' GOD! GOD, DOG! YOU'RE MAKIN' ME COME! OH,
SHIT, YOU'RE MAKIN' ME POP OFF!!" Claudette screamed as she banged her ass up
and down on the mattress, slamming her hot, wet pussy against the shepherd's probing
muzzle. Her nipples ached; her cunt was contracting regularly now; and she could feel
her stomach muscles growing tighter and tighter as the shepherd concentrated his
licking around her erect, throbbing clit.
"LICK ME, DOG!" she shrieked. "LICK ME! LICK ME, YOU FUCKER!!
UNNNNGH!! OH, SHIT, YOU'RE MAKING MEEEE!! OH GAAA-WWWDDDD!!
WWWAAAWWHHH!! ARRRRGH!!!"
Claudette was writhing and twisting on the big bed, banging her ankles on the big
shepherd's back as orgasm broke out between her legs and shot like wildfire all over her
body. She bucked, heaved, screamed and flailed as spasm after spasm racked her pussy.
"Ooooooh, boy, that was goooood!" Claudette said between her panting as she dropped
her legs and reached up to scratch the dog behind his ears. He barked twice and
whined. She looked up and saw why he was so upset.
"Oh, poor baby. Your cock's still hot. But I don't know if I should take you up my
cunt. Jim's going to come back, and well probably fuck some more. I'd hate to have
him find out somebody else has been in my cunt – especially you."
Claudette thought for a few seconds, then turned around on the bed and slid under the
shepherd's haunches until her mouth was directly under the big dog's cock. She saw his
long red cock sticking out of its furry sheath and jerking hard against his panting belly.
It was shiny and pointed – more so than Jason's, although the Setter's cock was at least
two times larger.
"Ummmmmm," Claudette moaned as she raised her head up and slipped her parted
lips around the dog's knotty prick. He jerked and whined in surprise, but she calmed
him down by stroking his balls with her right hand while she rubbed his belly with her
left.
"MMmfff! UNNnghffff!" she groaned as she swirled her tongue up until it reached the
base of the shepherd's slick prick. She moved it forward, massaging every straining
nerve fiber in the shepherd's spasming prick until she reached the pointed, cumdripping 
head. Then her lips got into the action, sucking at the tiny tip in little gasps
while her tongue slid under the base of the dog-cock.
Just then she heard Jim's car pull up the driveway. It couldn't have been a half-hour
since he left! She couldn't leave the dog like this. If Jim took one look at him, he'd
know what was going on. Claudette redoubled her efforts, sucking harder and harder
on the dog's cock, bobbing her head back and forth, up and down faster and faster as
she rolled the shepherd's heavy balls in her right hand from side to side. She heard the
dog growl and knew that he was about to fire his jism into her sucking mouth.
"MMmfffgh!" she cried, almost gagging on the torrent of hot doggie cum that spattered
against the back of her throat and oozed down toward her stomach. Wad after wad shot
out of the dog's piss-slit as Claudette heard Jim's footsteps approach the steps to the
front porch.
"Quick, boy, get back to the den," she whispered hoarsely as she pushed him off the
bed and ran to the bathroom. Thank God for mouthwash! she thought to herself as she
heard the front door open.
"Anybody home?" Jim called out from the living room.
"Just us housewives," Claudette called back, climbing into the bed and wiping the last
drops of dog-cum off her chin and right cheek.
"I picked up some hamburgers and coleslaw in town. Nothing imagine, but we'll need
plenty of energy for what I've got planned for tonight, baby," Jim said as he slipped out
of his shirt and pants. She looked at his flaccid cock as it hung limply from between his
legs. God! He was hung like a horse! And those balls! She didn't appreciate how big
they were until now.
"Hey, you want to eat the burgers or my balls? You're going to stare a hole in them if
you look any harder."
"Why don't you bring them over for a taste trial," Claudette said, involuntarily licking
her lower lip as she watched his cock gradually stiffen and point up towards her
exposed tits. Jim looked at the food, then shrugged his shoulders.
"Well, I guess we can eat it cold later," he said, wrapping the hamburgers in the foil
and climbing onto the bed. Claudette hunched down and opened her mouth as Jim
gave his iron-hard prick a few strokes with his right hand before he guided it between
Claudette's parted lips.

* * *

That evening she and Jim lay together in bed watching the late news.
"Mmmmmmm, too bad you've got to get back to L.A. tomorrow," he said, flicking his
tongue in her ear. She'd sucked him off, then let him fuck her again before they ever
got to their food. The burgers were cold, but it was worth it.
"Well, just because I'm going back doesn't mean the world's ending. You'll be down
there again. I'll give you my phone number. Just ring me up." Claudette hoped that he
would. She liked Jim's free-and-easy style and his casual personality, not to mention his
twelve-inch cock and set of balls that seemed to manufacture more cum than his cock
could spit out.
"I'll do that. But right now, how about a little send-off?" he said, running his right hand
down her left tit and belly until it disappeared in the thick forest of her pussy hair.
Claudette moaned and pulled up her knees as she closed her eyes and thought of Jim
and Art and Jason and the German shepherd.


Chapter 3

The following day Jim drove Claudette to the airport in Seattle to catch her flight back
to Los Angeles.
"Give me a call when you get back to L.A., " Claudette said as she nervously adjusted
the shoulder strap of her flight bag. She felt her knees giving under her as she stared
into his dark-brown eyes. Her cunt fluttered as he took her by the elbow and escorted
her to the jetway. She couldn't believe it. There she was, Claudette Harper, the
swinging stewardess who had had so many cocks up her cunt, juicing her panties until
they felt cold and clammy against her thighs. And all this because some man was
walking next to her.
"Well, look who's here," Jim said as he pointed to another stew walking towards them.
"It's Janice!" Claudette said nervously, feeling her face flush hot and red as her friend
came closer and winked at her.
"Did he show you the town?" Janice asked, folding her arms and smiling a little
sarcastically at the two of them.
"W-We didn't go out much," Claudette stammered, feeling intimidated by Janice's
question.
"I'll just bet you didn't. Honestly, Jim, isn't there anyone on this line you haven't
dragged to your cabin?"
Claudette felt her face grow hotter as she glanced over at Jim. He looked a little
uncomfortable, too. Serves the son-of-a-bitch right, she thought as she nodded good-bye
to him and walked down the ramp. She knew that she shouldn't be jealous, that he'd
probably had dozens of women screaming on their backs in his bed before. But for
some reason she felt hurt when she was faced with the fact.
"Hey, kid, come on. I was just kidding. I didn't know you'd take it so seriously," Janice
said as their flight was taxiing for take-off.
"OH, I guess it shouldn't bother me. I'm no virgin, and God only knows he isn't." Still,
she wished that Janice had kept her mouth shut. She liked the girl, but there were times
when the redhead seemed to pry too much in her life.
"That's the truth, especially about him. I wouldn't get too serious about him. He's got
half the girls on the line panting over his cock and balls," Janice said a little bitterly as
the plane lifted off the runway.
"What about you?" Claudette asked. If Janice was going to pry into her affairs, she felt
it was only proper to snoop into Janice's.
"Me? Oh, God, you've got to be kidding!" Janice said, covering her mouth so she
wouldn't be heard laughing.
"What's so funny? I mean, you said he's had most of the girls up to his place. What
about you?"
"Oh, I admit he's tried to get me up there. But I've held off going."
Claudette looked at her curiously as the "fasten safety belts" sign flashed off.
"You must be made of steel," Claudette commented as she got up and started to walk to
the forward kitchen.
"Something like that, honey," Janice said as she slipped on her serving apron and
helped Claudette set up the breakfast trays. "But let's talk about that later. Right now
we've got about thirty hungry mouths to stuff this shit in."
When she arrived in Los Angeles, Claudette promised Janice that she'd call her later on
in the evening to see about going out for dinner. Right now, all she could think about
was poor Jason shivering and alone in the kennel.
She ran into the front office and saw Jason huddled in the corner of the room.
"I thought he was supposed to be in the kennel out back," Claudette said as she tried to
push the barking, licking dog off her tits.
"Right," the attendant said, smiling to see a dog and his mistress back together again.
Claudette was glad that he didn't see Jason's cock stiffen and slide out of its sheath as
he licked her face and hunched his body against hers. "But he was so damned miserable
back there. If there were other dogs back there, it might have been different. But there
were just packages. So I took him home to the wife and kids."
"Your wife and kids?" Claudette said, arching her eyebrows. She tried to imagine what
Jason might have done that night.
"Yeah. You know, my wife really liked him. Jesus, I was gone for a couple of hours –
bowling, you know? And I come back and there she is lyin' in bed and stroking this ole
dog's ears. Christ, they were just as cozy as two peas in a pod."
"I'll bet they were," Claudette agreed, trying to hide a smile as she stroked Jason's head.
"And my daughter Ginny. Why, I practically had to drag him out of her bedroom this
morning. There she was, clinging to his neck and cryin' to me not to let him go. Shit!
For a girl who's fourteen, she was carryin' on like some eight-year-old!"
Claudette stifled a laugh. She guessed why the attendant's daughter and wife weren't
anxious to let Jason go.
"Shame on you, Jason, making all that trouble for this nice man and his family."
"No trouble, ma'am. In fact, my wife and daughter told me to tell you that whenever
you go out of town, they'd be more than happy to put him up for the night or week or
whatever."
"You just tell them they've got a deal," Claudette said as she led the Irish Setter out of
the office. She practically ran to her car, holding her sides and laughing as she pictured
the attendant scoring a strike while his wife and daughter were scoring a fuck with
Jason.
"Claudette! Claudette!" she heard someone call from the far end of the parking lot. She
shaded her eyes and saw that it was Janice waving her arms and running up to her.
"What is it?"
"I just called the manager of my building. He says that the place is being shut down for
two days for fumigation. Can you believe that? Now I'm supposed to go out and live in
a motel! Oh, could you be a doll and put me up for that time? I swear I won't be any
bother. I'll sleep on the floor!"
Claudette looked at Jason and sighed. A dry spell for a few days, she said to herself as
she ran her fingers through the Setter's silky body hair.
"Sure, why not? Besides, it'll be fun to have company for a change at my place. It's
small, but it shouldn't be too bad for a couple of days."
"You're a real savior, Claudette. I've got to go to my place now to pick up some stuff to
last me for the two days. Let's say that I'll be at your place by one o'clock this
afternoon."
Claudette looked at her watch. It was ten-thirty now, enough time to run home and
screw the dog, clean up and dress for lunch with Janice.
"Great! I'll see you at one," she said as she slid into the front seat next to Jason. "Come
on, boy," Claudette said softly as she pulled out of the lot and slid her right hand down
the panting dog's belly to his cock. She felt the tip of it poke out of its furry sheath as
she wrapped her fingers around his prickshaft. "We're going to have to hurry up, but
we'll make it," she whispered hoarsely as she felt Jason's cock stiffen and throb in her
hand.
Claudette didn't even take her suitcase out of the car when she pulled into the driveway
of her apartment house. She ran into her living room with the dog trotting closely
behind her.
"Okay, let's go!" she cried out as she tore off her jacket and blouse, freeing her swelling
tits. Claudette ran into the bedroom, unzipping her skirt and nearly falling to the floor
as she stepped out of it and climbed onto the bed.
"Mmmmmm, Claudette's missed you, Jason," she moaned as she slipped her right hand
under the waistband of her sheer black panties and stroked her juicing cunt lips. "Can
you smell it? Can you smell what's coming out of my snatch?" Claudette said as she
stroked her swollen outer labia with her trembling hand.
"Come on, boy, come on over here so Claudette can see if your cock's as good as the
one I had in Seattle."
Jason jumped up on the bed and jammed his head between her raised knees, lapping
his long tongue against her cunt-juiced panties.
Even through the material Claudette could feel the hot and wet surface of his tongue. It
made her asshole and snatch contract at the same time.
"Okay, Jason, okay!" she whispered hoarsely. Claudette raised her ass-cheeks off the bed
and slid her thumbs in her panties and pushed them down to her ankles. "Okay, start
licking, boy, start licking!"
The Setter jammed his pointed snout into her aching cunt. It felt like a big pointed cock
trying to slam its way down her fuck tunnel to her uterus.
"UNNNGH! ARRRGH!! LICK MEEEE!!" Claudette screamed, tossing her hips off the
sheets and grinding her thighs together in mid air as she ran her hands back and forth
as fast as she could over her swollen labia. "UNNNGH! UNNNGH!! OH, FUCK,
JASON, JAM YOUR FUCKIN' TONGUE IN MY TWAT, YOU SON-OF-A-BITCH!!"
The dog pulled his snout out and opened his mouth, sticking out his tongue and
running it up and down her juice-slicked cuntal membranes. Claudette reached out and
clamped her fingers around the Setter's head, shoving it farther into her snatch as she
felt his tongue slosh in and out of her spasming pussy.
"WWWAAAWH! WWWWAAAWWWHHH!! UNNGH!! UNNNGH!! FUCK
MEEEEEE! FUCK MEEEEE!!"
Jason whimpered and whined, hunching his hind haunches wildly as he kept jamming
his tongue farther into her sucking snatch. Claudette raised her head and saw Jason's
unsheathed red glistening cock jerking wildly up and down.
"Ohhh, boy, you need a little relief," Claudette cooed as she locked her ankles behind
the big dog's head and hunched her cunt closer to Jason's snout. "UNNNGH!
ARRRGH!!" she screamed, feeling orgasm building up like a big knot in her belly. 
"NN-No, I don't want to come this way!" she said out loud, dropping her legs and
pushing Jason's face gently away from her snatch.
"Okay, boy, easy," Claudette said as she rolled over on her stomach and bent low. The
nipples of her hanging tits brushed the sheet as she wiggled her ass in the air. Claudette
looked between her boobs and saw that Jason's long red prick was fully extended from
its hairy sheath.
"Come on, Jason," Claudette said. "Here we go." The dog moved around behind her
and leaped up, placing his huge front paws gently on her shoulders.
"That's it, Jason! Hold it, now!" Claudette bent her head down and reached back
between her thighs, curling her ringers around the Setter's cock and rubbing it in her
gash.
"Easy, Jason, easy!" she warned as she felt the dog's cock swell in her fingers and heard
him whine uncontrollably. When Claudette felt the Setter relax a little, she let go of his
cock. Jason hunched forward, spearing his long red prick into her cunt.
"Oh, JEEEsus!" Claudette moaned, rotating her ass in the air as she felt his cock scrape
the sides of her aching snatch. "Unnngh! UNNNGH! PUMP THAT MOTHERFUCKER!!"
Jason obediently started sliding his knobby prick in and out of her sucking pussy.
Claudette looked back between her swaying tits again and watched Jason's pounding
cock pull out to the end, then slide back in her dribbling hole until his balls slapped
noisily against her sweating ass-cheeks.
"UNNFF! UNNNFFF!! ARRRRGH!! UMMMM, JASON! SLAM THAT PRICK INTO
MY TWAT! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK MEEEE!!!"
Claudette was writhing, twisting and whining on the bed as she backed harder onto
Jason's pile driving prick. Her heavy tits bobbed under her as she swayed from side to
side in rhythm to the hunching dog.
"ARRRGH! WWW A A AHHH! AAAAGHHH! OH, GOD, JASON! OH, FUCKIN'
JEEESUS, POUND ME! SLAM IT IN MEEEEE!!"
Jason whined and growled as he increased the speed of his hunching. Claudette closed
her eyes and tossed her head from side to side in ecstatic delight as she felt his spearing
prick jam deeper and deeper into her contracting twat. Claudette squeezed her cunt
muscles together, trapping the Setter's cock between her hot, wet snatch walls as she
bounced her thighs up and down and from side to side to get the maximum amount of
friction.
"Easy, easy," she panted, feeling orgasm building up in her belly and tits. "Don't come
yet. Oh, Jesus, don't come yet," she whispered hoarsely as she relaxed her cunt muscles
and let the dog pull out his long red prick, only to slam it back in her gushing box
again. The stiff hairs on the end of his sheath tickled her sensitive outer labia as
Claudette threw off all her controls and let herself shoot up to climax.
"UNNNGH, DOGGIE! ARRRGH, YOU BASTARD!! FUCK MEEEEE! UNNNGH!! WWWWAHHHH!!!"
Lights popped and cannons blew off in her ears as she felt wad after wad of dog-jizz
explode into her cunt. Her clit vibrated furiously, then throbbed uncontrollably as she
shot over the edge.
"Oh, Christ, Jason, that was fantastic," Claudette panted as she finally fell forward on
her face, pulling free of the Setter's cunt-embedded prick. "Oh, Christ, you're almost as
good a fuck as Jim, and a hell of a lot better than his shepherd."
Claudette rolled over on her back and hunched up her knees, running her fingertips
over her fluttering pussy on up to her swollen tits. She loved the feel of the mixture of
cum and cunt juice oozing out of her slit and trickling down her thighs. She glanced
over at her clock and saw that it was only eleven-thirty.
"Well, boy, we've got some more time before Janice gets here. Think you'll be ready to
go again?"
Jason barked as if to say yes. Claudette was amazed how much the dog seemed to
understand. Then she thought of her brother and how he trained him. It was as if a
little piece of Art's personality had rubbed off on the Setter, she thouglit as she kneaded
the spongy flesh of her tits and ground her thighs slowly together.

* * *

Claudette didn't know how long she'd been lying in bed sleeping. She opened her eyes
and looked at the clock. It was one in the afternoon! Then she realized that it was the
buzzing of the doorbell that had wakened her.
Shit! It's Janice, and I'm stark naked! Claudette thought to herself as she jumped 
off the bed and threw on a housecoat. She looked back and saw the bed.
"Oh, my God!" she groaned as she tried to straighten out the stained, wrinkled sheets.
"One look at this and she'll know what's been going on," Claudette said out loud as she
hurriedly threw the bedspread over the mess and chased Jason into the kitchen.
"Coming!" she called out from the living room as she ran for the door.
"God, I thought you'd left town. I must have been ringing that thing for hours!" Janice
said as she walked in with her suitcase.
"I-I must have fallen asleep," Claudette said nervously, clenching the top of her
bathrobe with her right hand. "It was – well, I didn't get much sleep – that is, I–"
Claudette stammered, trying to find the right words. Janice gave her that same piercing
look that always made her shake.
"Don't bother to tell me about it," Janice said, still smiling as she put her suitcase down
by the couch. "Just tell me where I can sack out myself. I'm so damned tired from all
this flying. Christ, and to think that I always wanted to be a stew!"
"Here, you can use the couch," Claudette said, sighing with relief as she bent over to
take off the cushions. "It's one of those hide-a-beds. Great for company," she said as she
started pulling the couch apart. Her bathrobe flew open just as she pulled the bed frame
free of the couch and her tits bobbed out into the air.
"Whew!" Janice whistled admiringly as she walked over to Claudette and studied her
jugs. "You've really got one hell of a pair there. I wish I had half of that!"
Claudette blushed and tied her robe tighter around her waist.
"Sorry about that. I didn't realize that it was coming apart."
"Sure you didn't," Janice commented, giving her a sly smile before she opened her
suitcase and started unpacking. Claudette began to regret inviting the redhead over for
two days. There was something about her smile, something about the way she looked at
her that made Claudette want to run and lock herself up in the bedroom.
"Oh, shit!" Janice cried out, reaching down to the floor and picking up something fast
and stuffing it back into the suitcase.
"Can I help?"
"No, that's okay. If I need anything, I'll let you know."
Claudette gave her the usual instructions about the kitchen and the bathroom, then told
her that she was going to lie down for a few more hours before they went out to eat.
"Do you still have that dog here?" Janice asked. For some reason Claudette felt that
Janice was suspicious about her relationship with Jason.
"He's in the kitchen. If he gives you any problems, just chase him out back. He knows
he's supposed to be in the back patio most of the time anyway."
"Right, kid. See you later."
Claudette went back to the bedroom and closed the door. She wondered if she should
lock it, then thought that Janice might hear the lock click and feel hurt.
How do I get myself into these things'? Claudette wondered as she tossed off her robe
and jumped onto the bedspread. She was going to take it off, then remembered the
sweat, cunt juice and cum stains that soaked through the sheets. She didn't feel like
changing the sheets now. Shit, I'll just lie here, she thought as she spread her legs
widely apart and ran her fingers over her belly. Claudette closed her eyes and pictured
Jason on top of her, his forepaws on her shoulders and his red pointed prick jabbing at
her itching, quivering snatch.
Fuck me, jam it in my cunt! she thought to herself as she drifted off to sleep.


Chapter 4

Claudette continued to sleep. In her mind she saw Jim standing in front of her with his
hands on his hips. She was on her knees, unbuttoning his jeans until his cock flew out
of his Levi's like a sprung bow. She examined his massive prick carefully – back, front,
sides, base. Suddenly she was on her back and her feet pressed against his muscular
shoulders. Claudette could see the veins throbbing against the taut pink skin of his
pulsating prickshaft. Then the warm, sticky white cum gushed from his piss-slit and
splattered on her belly as she felt her clit vibrate disappointedly.
Then his cock suddenly grew hard again and he lowered his hips until the tip of the
prick was opposite her quivering cunt lips.
She wanted it. Inches, miles of prickmeat jammed up her twat. It slid in her hole
without any trouble and moved back and forth. It twisted from side to side while Jim's
fingers crept down to her clit and started strumming it. Suddenly his face was buried in
her snatch and his lips were getting closer to her sensitive passion bud and then
Claudette jerked awake with a shock. She raised her head and saw Janice crouched
between her legs with her tongue buried in her juicing snatch.
"Stop that!" Claudette hissed, pushing the redhead roughly away from her twat. She felt
her clit vibrate as the girl gave her tiny organ a farewell lick.
"If you didn't like it, why didn't you get into a huff a few minutes ago!" Janice said, her
lips curled in a sly, subtle smile.
"I-I was dreaming."
"Sure you were, like you accidentally threw open your robe a little while ago. Honey,
that was advertising."
"It was an accident," Claudette protested, covering her snatch with one hand and her
tits with the other. "Besides, that didn't give you any right to come in here and start
in."
"Honey, you were so hot when I saw you this morning you were panting when you
opened the door. Old reliable Jim wasn't around, so just consider this a favor. No
reason to get so uptight."
Claudette didn't want to tell Janice about Jason. He was the reason why she was
panting – she didn't give a damn about the redhead.
"Save your favors for somebody who'll appreciate them," Claudette said, inching her
way to the other side of the bed.
"Don't knock it unless you've tried it," Janice said, leaning back down and shoving her
mouth against Claudette's cunt. Claudette hated to admit it even to herself, but she felt
her pussy respond to the girl's insistent tonguing.
"What did I tell you?" Janice said triumphantly as she pulled her face out of Claudette's
spasming box for a few seconds. "I felt those old cunt muscles contract when I jammed
my tongue in. You can't tell me you don't like what's happening to you now, honey."
Claudette closed her eyes and clenched her fists tightly as she felt the girl dive back into
her pussy. She gritted her teeth as she felt Janice's tongue snake up slowly towards her
clit. She shivered as she felt the girl's right hand slip under her ass-cheeks and squirm
toward her asshole.
"Oh, please don't, don't," Claudette weakly protested. But she admitted to herself that
she hoped Janice didn't hear her. She didn't know whether the redhead did or not.
Janice kept on tonguing, settling her lips on Claudette's clit for an instant. Then she
started sucking on the nub just like Jim and Art liked to do.
"UNNNGH! ARRRGH!! OH, NOOOOO!!" Claudette screamed, thrashing her arms
about and sliding down on the bed, splaying her legs widely apart and hunching up her
thighs to give Janice a better shot at her quivering cunt.
"Ooooooooh, baby, you're super hot," Janice crooned as she licked Claudette's swollen
outer labia like a hairy lollipop.
"OH, DON'T TEASE ME! OH, SHIT, DON'T TEASE ME! OH, LICK MY CUNT
AGAIN!! UNNNGH!! UNNGH!!!" Claudette shrieked, sliding her ass from side to side
on the bed as she felt her crotch tingle and her tits swell with sexual excitement.
"Uuuuuum, you taste good," Janice whispered as she lapped at the torrent of cunt juice
that leaked freely from between Claudette's twatlips.
Claudette didn't hear her. All she felt was a pair of lips sliding up and down her erect
clit.
"UNNNGH! OH, SHIT, I CAN'T TAKE IT ANY MORE! OH, GOD, PLEASE DDON'T SUCK ON IT!! OHHHH, NOOOO!!"
A minute or so later, when Claudette thought she couldn't stand it any more, Janice
took her mouth away from her snatch. She sighed gratefully as the Lesbian climbed off
the bed.
"Is that it?" Claudette was almost disappointed. Janice had worked her up to a fever
pitch. Was she just going to leave her hanging like this without letting her come?
Janice didn't answer but disappeared in the living room. Claudette heard her
rummaging in her suitcase, then start walking back into the bedroom. Janice was
carrying something in her hand.
"Oh, my God! What's that?"
Janice smiled as she crawled back on the bed and inched her way up to Claudette's
crotch.
"Don't be so dumb, honey. What do you think it is, a toothpick? It's a dildo. I use it
lots of times. Oh, don't worry, I washed it before I got here, so it's clean."
"That's what dropped out of your suitcase this afternoon!" Claudette said as she
remembered Janice bending down quickly to retrieve something that had fallen to the
floor.
"Right! Bravo! I wasn't too sure about you then – not as sure as I am about you now."
"Now listen, Janice, just because I'm doing this with you doesn't make me a hard-core
dyke."
Janice shrugged her shoulders as she positioned the tip of the latex cock just in front of
Claudette's swollen cunt lips.
"So, who really cares? I like men, too – occasionally," Janice corrected herself as she
twisted a knob at the bottom of the dildo and started it vibrating. "What matters now is
only the present – right, kid?"
Before Claudette had a chance to answer, Janice shoved the buzzing dildo deep into her
cunt.
"God! UNNNGHHH!!"
The thing was warm and stretched her snatch more than it had ever been pulled apart
before. It was at least an inch thicker than Art's cock and several inches longer than
Jim's. At first it was painful; then as her cunt muscles relaxed, Claudette felt that old
familiar tingling sensation grip her clit again.
"GUNNNNG! ARRRGH! MORE! SHOVE MORE IN ME! OH, FUCKIN' JEEESUS,
GIVE ME MOOOOOORRREEEEE!!!"
"Christ, honey, most broads have to take this an inch at a time. I'd lose this up your
twat if I weren't holding onto it!" Janice commented as she started sliding the dildo
back and forth.
"UNNNNNGH!!" was all that Claudette could say. She had no will power left. The
thing in her cunt was exciting her. She couldn't deny it. Slowly her legs came up and
she was resting her feet on Janice's sweating shoulders.
"OH, GOD, FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK MEEEEEE!!" Claudette screamed as the
vibrations poured through the flesh of her cunt and were carried through her body to
her clit and tits. She felt her brain vibrate in time to the buzzing dildo as Janice
continued to ram the latex cock faster and faster in and out of her gushing cunt.
"ARRRGH! OH, SHIT! OH, FUCK, JANICE! OH, JEEEEESUS, JAM THAT THING
UP MY CUNT!! SHOVE IT IN MY GUT!! OH, FUCK!!"
Claudette started writhing on the mattress. She felt a little ashamed that she was so hot,
but there was nothing she could do. The dildo had taken over her cunt and her mind.
"OH, GOD! OH, GOD! OH, SHIT, FUCKIN' JEEEEEEESUS!!" Claudette screamed,
throwing her hands around her tits and squeezing the aching spongy flesh as she felt
herself jetting toward climax.
But Janice had more on her mind than just ramming that buzzing rod in her snatch.
Suddenly Claudette was aware of a shadow coming down over her head. She opened
her eyes and saw Janice's hairy, pink-meated cunt only inches away from her mouth.
"Oh, God, no, Janice! I can't do that. Oh, shit, I've never done anything like this
before. Please, don't make me!" Claudette pleaded weakly as the dildo still made her clit
vibrate furiously.
"You don't think I'm just doing this for your goddamned benefit, do you? Now come
on and start sucking like I was sucking you," Janice said huskily.
Claudette didn't have time to think about it any longer. Janice's open snatch was
suddenly pressed hard against her mouth. She could taste the pungent, acidic flavor of
cunt juice. It was the first time she'd ever tasted any juice except her own. She didn't
know exactly what to do, but Janice soon called out a command.
"Eat me, damn it! Stick your fuckin' tongue up my twat just like I did to you!"
Claudette swallowed hard, then opened her mouth, sticking out her own tongue and
burying between Janice's cunt lips deep into the hole.
"Don't just shove it in like some kind of shovel, stupid! Move it around! Scrape it
across my clit!" Janice moaned as she rammed the dildo faster and faster in and out of
Claudette's crotch.
Claudette pulled her tongue from the cunt hole and moved it higher, letting its sharp
tip slide against Janice's erect clit. She heard the girl gasp and moan as she gave herself
completely up to the vibrating dildo. She closed her eyes and sucked gently on Janice's
clit as she felt the rubber cock slide in and out of her cunt.
"UNNnngh!" Claudette groaned, tightening her cunt muscles around the buzzing
organ, signaling Janice that she wanted her to drive it in deeper.
"Oh, God, fuck me! FUCK MEEEE! OH, SHIT, STICK YOUR TONGUE IN
DEEPER! UNNNGH! OH, LORD, I LIKE IT!! OH, JEEESUS!!" she heard Janice
screech as she pounded her cunt harder and harder against Claudette's probing mouth.
"ARRgh! Unngh!" Claudette cried into Janice's juicing twat as she felt the first of a long
series of sharp spasms grip her throbbing clit. She went wild, sticking her tongue deep
into her friend's fuck hole and grabbing the redhead's clit between two fingers while
she jammed two fingers from the other hand into Janice's shitter. She heard her scream
in ecstasy as another spasm racked her pussy.
"GODDAMN IT, CLAUDETTE, JAM IT IN ME! OH, SHIT, FUCK MEEEEE!!
UNNGH!! ARRRGH!! WAAAWWWHHHH!!!"
Claudette felt the girl slam her gushing cunt down harder and harder on her face until
she suddenly stopped. She heard a sharp howl fill the room, then felt Janice's cunt jerk
and her asshole tighten itself around her fingers as she tasted a fresh torrent of twat
juice.
"ARRRRGH!! W W AAA W WWH! WVWVAAA-VVWWH! UNGH! UNNNGH!!!"
Janice screamed as the twitching series of contractions exploding in Claudette's cunt
became so powerful that she threw her hips off the bed and ground her teeth against
Janice's trembling flaps.
"Oooohhh," the redhead moaned, falling back onto the bed while the dildo continued
to buzz on. Claudette let out a shuddering groan and felt herself losing consciousness.

* * *

Claudette had no idea how long she'd passed out. When she opened her eyes, the room
was dark. "Janice?" she called out softly. "Uummm!"
"Janice, where are you?" Claudette felt around the bed but couldn't find her. "I know
you're in the room. I can hear you moaning. Now come on – where the hell are you?"
"Ohhhhhhh, noooooo!"
Claudette stopped moving around and listened. Was Janice playing with her twat? She
heard heavy breathing, and could tell from the occasional moans that the girl was in
heat.
"Janice?" she called out more sharply.
"Over h-h-heeeeeerrreee!!"
Claudette looked over to her right and saw a large shape bobbing up and down in the
chair next to the window. She reached over to her left to flick on the bed light to see
what was going on.
"Oh my God!" she cried out involuntarily as she saw Jason licking the redhead's snatch.
"So this is what you've been hiding all along," Janice said weakly as she tried to smile.
But a contraction gripped her pussy and her smile turned into an expression of nearpain 
as her feet bounced on the floor and her head swayed from side to side.
"Mmmmmmm," Claudette moaned quietly as she lay back in the bed and started strumming her 
clit as she watched Jason lick off the excited redhead.
"You little bitch," Janice said between her heavy gasps as she reached up and squeezed
her small tits, trying to get rid of the pleasurable ache that gripped her nipples. "I-I-I've
g-got something f-f-for – Ohhh, nooOOO!!" Janice screamed, arching up her thighs
and grinding them in the air as she threw down her hands and clamped her fingers
around the Setter's bobbing head. The redhead started slamming the dog's head against
her spit-slicked snatch as she ground her teeth and screeched and moaned and bucked.
"ARRRRGH! UNNNNGH!! OH, FUCK! OH, NOOO!! OH, SHIT, I'M COMING!!
COOMMIINNGGG!!!"
Claudette felt her own clit throbbing frenziedly as she watched her friend thrash wildly
in the chair, tossing her legs in the air and throwing her head from side to side as one
violent contraction after another racked her cunt.
"Ugh!" Janice finally cried out, letting go of the dog's head and falling limply into the
chair. "That son-of-a-bitch is a better cunt-lapper than most women or men I've
known."
"Even me?" Claudette asked, feeling a little miffed that a dog was better than she was.
"Even you, honey. That's what I've been thinking of, by the way. I've got some plans,
and you might be interested."
"I don't follow," Claudette said, squeezing over to one side of the bed as Janice got up
and climbed in. Jason barked happily, dancing around the floor as he saw two wet
pussies facing him.
"Easy. You need some money, right?"
"That's no secret," she said, remembering her car repairs and bills for new clothes.
"You could have almost as much as you wanted."
"My God, how? Rob a bank?" Claudette asked jokingly. But she looked at the redhead
carefully. She wouldn't put anything past her.
"Better and safer," she said, reaching over and running the fingers of her right hand
over Claudette's mammoth tits. "What would you say to running a bordello?"
"Bordello?" Claudette asked amazed.
"Cat house, brothel, whore house, massage parlor – call it what you want to. A place
for men to fuck and suck. What do you think?"
Claudette's mouth opened. She couldn't think of anything to say for several seconds.
The idea was almost appalling even to her. God only knows she'd given it away to more
men, animals and now a woman than she could count. But she'd never made anyone
pay for it.
"Well, just don't sit there with your lips apart like you're waiting for a cock," Janice said
sarcastically.
"I think it's-it's..." Claudette wanted to say "terrible," but something made her stop and
think the idea over more carefully. Certainly she didn't agree completely with Janice.
But she did need money – and it's not as if she'd never thrown her legs up in the air
before.
"A good idea?" Janice said, finishing the sentence.
"I'm not sure. I mean, it's illegal, isn't it?"
"Like that old saying, everything that's fun's either immoral, illegal or fattening. At least
this wouldn't put any extra pounds on the old tummy."
Claudette laughed in spite of herself. Then she wondered just how long the redhead
intended to run her business.
"How would you set it up and for how long?" she asked.
"Good girl! I like somebody who's interested. Okay – well, we make a lot of contacts
on the flights, right?"
"God, I can't keep count of how many hands I've had slipping under my skirt and
crawling up to my pussy!"
"So, we either slap their hands and tell them to go back to their wives in Des Moines,
or invite them up to our pads for a free fuck, right?"
Claudette nodded, trying to pay attention to what Janice was saying as the girl's fingers
moved down her belly and started running back and forth over her outer labia.
"Yessss," she hissed as she felt her clit throb once, then twice as Janice started sticking
her fingers in and out of her fuck hole.
"Well, what if those bastards started paying for it? I mean, we'll invite them up and tell
them they can do anything they want for a price. What do you think?"
Claudette tightened her cunt muscles around Janice's stabbing digits and mulled the
idea over in her mind. She didn't exactly like the prospect of being a whore. But then
she'd be more of a call girl, and it was probably only for a little while. Then she thought
of Jim. She wanted to get to know him better.
"You know, I'd like to make it with Jim a lot more," Claudette confided as she slid
farther down the mattress and raised her knees as Janice moved between them again.
"So, you'd have time to do your own private socializing. We'd be partners in this thing.
I'd cover for you when you had to go out, and I'd expect you to cover for me when I
had a hot number."
She saw Claudette frowning, and didn't know whether it was because she'd just
squeezed and strummed her erect clit or if she was trying to decide on whether or not
to go in with her.
"Come on, honey. We'll even use your dog if that'll make you any happier."
Claudette jumped when she heard Janice mention Jason. So, she knew about the dog.
"Don't look so surprised. I guessed what you two have been doing when I woke up and
found him licking my snatch like I'd stuffed it with Purina Dog Chow. He didn't learn
all that in one day," Janice said, winking as she strummed and tugged at her friend's
clit.
"UNNNGH!! OHHHhhh, don't do that! I can't think with my cunt jerking around like
that!"
Janice shrugged her shoulders and pulled her fingers out. She leaned back on her
haunches and smiled as Claudette tried to make a decision.
"Oh, come on, Claudette! It's not as if you were the altar virgin or something like that.
We can do what we've been doing for the past few years and earn some bread to boot."
"What the hell!" Claudette finally said. "But I don't want to get trapped into this
business."
"It'll just be for a while. This stew shit doesn't pay beans. With this hustling on the
side, we'll be rolling in cash!" Janice said excitedly as she jumped forward and pressed
her mouth against Claudette's slackened lips.
"MMMmmmmmgh! Nooo!" Claudette protested, shoving Janice away. "It happened
once, but I'm not ready for you again."
"What a waste," Janice sighed disappointedly as she climbed off the bed. "But you know
we can service women as well as men."
Claudette closed her eyes and tried to picture how she'd toss and moan with a bull dyke
jabbing her fat tongue up her quivering pussy.
"Don't worry about it," Janice said, laughing as she sat back down on the chair and
spread her thighs apart. "I'll take care of the tits and cunt. You worry about the cock.
Which reminds me – you like getting fucked by the dog?"
Claudette flushed a deep red. "Well, I kind of enjoy it," she said reluctantly.
"Come on. Show old Janice how good you are at it. You know, we'll probably get calls
from frat houses or men's clubs for pictures of live performances for this sort of thing.
Dog fucking's the thing nowadays."
Claudette didn't really want to take Jason up her cunt tonight. But Janice wanted to see
it. And, besides, there was something exciting about getting fucked with somebody else
watching from the other side of the room.
"Come here, boy," Claudette finally called out, hiking up her legs and rubbing her
snatch with her right hand while she squeezed her tits with her left.
"Jesus, look at that son-of-a-bitch run!" Janice commented as Jason bounded from the
opposite end of the room to the bed and jumped on it.
"Ooooh, mount me like a man, Jason. Oh, Jesus, fuck me like a man," Claudette
moaned, wriggling her ass-cheeks as she felt her clit begin to swell.
The Setter jumped up almost immediately, placing his hairy forepaws on her upturned
legs. Both Claudette and Janice were amazed at how quickly he adapted to this new
position.
"Shit! He is gonna screw you human-style!" Janice said as she started dipping her
fingers in and out of her juicing snatch.
"AAAaaaghhh!" Claudette whimpered. "Oh, my God, Jason! Oh, God, fuck me!"
Claudette felt the hot tip of his jerking pointed cockshaft banging against her upturned
butt. She realized that Jason might need a little help this time around. Slowly she
reached up and forward, running the fingers of her right hand down his hot hairy belly
until she felt his slick prick. It jerked and swelled as soon as she wrapped her fingers
around it.
"OHHH, HE'S GONNA SHOOT!" Claudette cried out as she felt for her hole with the
pointed end of his cock.
"Oh, nooooOOO!" Janice screamed, plucking and tweaking her clit as she watched the
big Irish Setter hunching wildly at the prostrate woman.
"ARRRRGH! OH, GOD! FUCKIN'JEEEESUS! AAAGGGGGH!!!" Claudette cried out
as the animal shot forward, burying his hot prick into her juice-slicked pussy. Claudette
screamed again and threw her arms around the panting dog's neck as she hunched her
cunt as high as she could throw it. She wanted to swallow his prick with her snatch as
much as possible as the dog churned his unsheathed dick inside her aching twat.
"Fuck him!" Janice cried out from the chair, tossing her hips off the cushion as torrents
of cunt juice spewed out of her swollen snatch and oozed down her thighs and legs to
the floor. "Hump him, you little bitch, you fuckin' little bitch!"
Jason was pile driving his cock in and out of her sucking pussy now. Claudette felt his
hairy belly slam against her ass, and the short hairs on his sheath were tickling the
sensitive, swollen lips of her juicing cunt.
"GNNNUGH! OH, JASON! OH, MY GOD! FUCK ME!! FUCK ME!!! ARRRGHHH!! UNGH!! UNNNGH!!!"
Janice was at the point of orgasm now. Her cunt was contracting rhythmically and in
sympathy with Jason's fucking. Claudette felt her twat start to break into a series of
spasms as she swirled her ass furiously on the sweat-soaked bed.
"OHHH, FUCKIN' GOD! OH, HOLY SHIT, I'M COMING! OH, FUCK, I'M
COMING! I'M COOO-MING!!" Claudette screamed as she flailed her arms wildly in
the air and banged the balls of her feet hard against the dog's hunching back.
"UNNNGH!! UNNNGH!! ARRRGH!!!" Janice shrieked as she felt her cunt muscles
clamp around her plunging fingers. The two women bucked and thrashed while Jason
growled, firing wad after wad of his steaming fuck juice from his heavy-swinging, furry
balls.
"Jesus, Claudette!" Janice said as she got up a little shakily from the chair and headed
towards the bathroom. "You put out a quarter of what you just did now and we'll have
enough to retire on in a month!"
Claudette smiled at her between her legs, then reached up and stroked the Setter behind
his ears.
"Yes, boy, you're going to be in show business if things go all right."
Claudette inched back on the bed, pulling free of Jason's cock and propping herself on
the pillow. In the bathroom Janice was starting to take a shower.
God, what would my brother think if he ever found out? Claudette wondered to herself
as she ran her fingers absently through the Setter's hair. She pictured Art to herself and
closed her eyes, remembering that he was due back from Hawaii in four days. She'd
have to think of some excuse to keep the dog if she and Janice were going to use him.
"We're in the money; we're in the money..." she heard Janice sing as she showered.
Claudette smiled to herself as she thought of the fine clothes she'd be able to buy to
impress Art. And then there was Jim, of course. Claudette sighed as she wondered if she
were doing the right thing.


Chapter 5

"Are you sure you don't want to go?" Janice asked as she hiked up her jeans and
snapped the top button.
"I'm pretty tired," Claudette said, giving her a sly smile as she ran her right hand over
her snatch. After showering Janice wanted to go out for a quick snack and a movie.
"You go on and enjoy. I'll watch the tube for a few hours, then turn in."
"Okay. Be dull," Janice said as she brushed her long, silky red hair in front of the full
length closet mirror. Claudette studied the young woman and wondered why such a
pretty girl like Janice was throwing herself away on other women. She'd wanted to ask
her several times, but then decided that it was her own business. "But I'll probably
wake you up when I get in. We've got to talk about the details concerning our
business."
"Whatever you want," Claudette said, leaning forward and switching on the tube.
"And leave the dog alone," Janice said jokingly as she gave herself a last admiring
glance in the mirror and walked into the living room. Claudette sighed with relief when
she heard the front door close. Everything had happened so quickly in the past few
hours. Not only had she licked and sucked cunt for the first time, but she'd decided to
go into the whorehouse business with the dyke who'd reamed her with a dildo!
"My God," Claudette said out loud, crawling back on the bed and propping herself on a
pillow as she absently watched a television movie. She wondered how long Janice
planned to run the business. She kept mentioning "a month" or "a couple of weeks",
but she couldn't get a straight answer from her. Claudette knew that it was crazy not to
get a firm answer from the girl. But then she didn't really have time to think things out
– and the idea of running a cat house not only sounded profitable but downright
exciting.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the loud ringing of her bedroom phone.
"Hi, Claudette? This is Art."
Claudette almost dropped the receiver to the floor.
"Where are you?" she almost panted into the phone as she felt her clit quiver in
response to her brother's voice.
"In L. A."
Claudette couldn't believe what she heard. He wasn't due back from his honeymoon for
several days.
"But-but," she stammered, "you're not supposed to leave Hawaii for a few more days."
"I know. But Sharon got sick. I think it was some bad meat she had over there or
something like that."
"Hmmmmmm, I never got sick on the meat she must have been eating over there," she
said a little sarcastically into the phone as she pictured Sharon's chalk-white face and
pudgy body propped against the toilet bowl as she was heaving her guts into the water.
"Very funny. Say, she's conked out in the bed. I thought if you weren't doing anything,
maybe we could get together for a drink before tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?"
"Yeah. We're gonna fly back to Cheyenne early. Not a bad idea, either. I want to look
over some land for a spread me and Sharon want to set up for a home."
"Why go out? Come on over. I wasn't planning to do anything much tonight anyway,"
Claudette said as her heart pounded so loudly that she thought her brother could hear
it in the phone. Janice wasn't due in for at least three hours.
She thought she could hear her brother breathing more heavily at the other end of the
phone, and she pictured his thick meaty cock rising stiffer and stiffer in his pants while
he thought of his sister's throbbing snatch.
"Hello?" she said as sexily as she could.
"Yeah, I'm here," he said softly. "Okay, I'll be right on over!" Art ran the last sentence
together and hung up the phone quickly.
"Come on, Jason," Claudette said to the dog as she sprang out of the bed and dragged
the Setter to the bedroom door. "Out in the back yard with you. I don't want your
master to know he's got some competition."
Claudette closed the back door, then ran back to the bedroom and changed the sheets.
"Fuck! I look like I've been sideswiped by a beer truck," she said as she ran into the
bathroom and turned on the shower.
Claudette washed her hair and body, careful to rinse out her snatch before she stepped
out of the shower. She had an idea that Art would be licking her twat before the night
was over. He didn't sound that thrilled with Sharon over the phone.
She'd just stepped into her bathrobe when she heard the front doorbell ring.
"Art! You look fantastic!" Claudette exclaimed as she opened the door and saw her
brother standing there looking a little sheepish. His hair had been bleached almost
white by the sun while his skin was a golden bronze. She could have stood in the
doorway and stared at him all night.
"Uh... can I come in?" he asked nervously.
"Oh, sure. God, I don't know what I was thinking of. Can I fix you a drink?"
"Scotch and water, I guess," he said, looking around the apartment a little
uncomfortably. "Nice place you've got here."
"You're kidding! Just a typical stew's flat-cheap and functional," she said as she handed
him his drink. He was wearing a short-sleeved white cotton shirt. Claudette could see
through the material to his smooth hairless muscular chest. She wanted to run up to
him and tear the shirt open, running her tongue down his belly to his crotch, and
then–
"Is Jason here?" he said as he took a large gulp of his drink. Claudette felt her brother's
eyes burning as he stared at her.
"I've got him out back. The apartment's too small for a dog," she said, hoping that Art
wouldn't detect the lie.
The air between them was getting thicker and hotter. Claudette had to breathe harder
and felt her forehead break out into a sweat as she opened the top of her bathrobe a
little to let some air down in between her tits to her steaming crotch.
"Christ, Claudette," she heard her brother say. She focused her eyes on his crotch and
saw that he had slipped his right hand down between his legs and was massaging a
growing bulge under his fly.
"Art. Oh, Art! Come on, let's not fuck around. We both know why you've come over
here," she said, pulling open her bathrobe roughly. Her tits flopped out of the robe as
she tore it off her shoulders and threw it down to the floor.
"Oh, my God!" Art whispered hoarsely as he dropped his drink to the floor in surprise.
Claudette walked up to his chair and sat on the edge. She spread her legs wide apart,
exposing her puffy slit as she rubbed her right hand over and over her swollen cunt
lips.
"I've been waiting for you," she moaned, feeling her clit swell and throb as she
strummed it softly. "Christ, Art, please fuck me. Oh, shit, you won't be able to do it
like you did before. So screw me now while you've got the chance."
Art hesitated for only a second, then started tearing at his pants. He ripped them open
and brought out his cock into full view. Claudette looked down and saw that his prick's
naked head was purple with excitement as he peeled back the foreskin and got ready to
jam it into her cunt.
"No, not here!" Claudette said, backing away toward the bedroom. "Christ, standing up
in my living room?"
Art smiled as he rubbed his cock gently. "I guess not. Well, let's get going in the
bedroom."
Claudette was ahead of him. By the time he'd reached the bedroom doorway, she was
squirming on the bed, screwing her ass-cheeks into the mattress as she jabbed her
fingers in and out of her steaming cunt, moaning for him to fill her up with his steelhard cock.
"Oh, baby, I'm gonna ram you until your tits blow off!" Art said as he tore off his shirt
and pants. Claudette spread her legs widely apart to let her brother shove his blonde
head in between her trembling thighs.
"Ohhhh, Art, lick me off like you used to do. Oh, God, don't make me come right
away."
"Don't worry. We're gonna make this nice and slow," he said softly as he climbed on
the bed and inched his way between her splayed knees up to her juicing snatch.
"UNNNNNGH! WWWAAAWWWHHH!!" Claudette screamed as she felt her
brother's tongue slip past her blood-engorged outer labia and into her throbbing fuck
tunnel. "MMMGH!! ARRRGH!! OH, GOD, TOUCH MY CLIT WITH YOUR
TONGUE! OH, JEEESUS, ART, RUB MY CLIT WITH YOUR – YOURARRRRGH!!"
Claudette threw her hips wildly into the air as she stabbed her fingers into her brother's
bobbing head. Art had done as she asked, ramming his spit-slicked tongue against her
erect clit, poking at it gently, then sloshing up, down and around the miniature organ
as bolts of electric excitement racked her cunt and tits.
"STOP! S-S-STOPPP!! OH, SHIT, I'M GONNA COME IF YOU KEEP DOING
THAT! OH, FUCKIN' SHIT!!" Claudette shrieked, slamming her ass-cheeks back into
the bed and wailing like a bitch spaniel in heat.
"Okay, okay," her brother panted, pulling his head out from her crotch and rolling over
on his back next to her. "Now it's your turn to use your mouth."
Claudette smiled and got up. She propped herself up on her knees and hands, feeling
her nipples scrape along the top sheet as she crawled up between her brother's legs
towards his erect, quivering cock.
"Oh, shit, take it between your lips," Art groaned, lifting his hips slightly as she lowered
her head towards his purple knob. Claudette didn't tease her brother, but drew his
swollen cockhead slowly but steadily into her mouth. She used her tongue to form a
slippery, sliding bed for the sensitive underside of his rod.
"UNNNNGH! OHHH, SHIT, CLAUDETTE! ARRRGH!! UNGH!!! UNNNGH!!! OH,
FUCKIN' SHIT!!" Art cried mindlessly, thrashing on the bed from side to side as his
sister bobbed her head up and down his quivering shaft faster and faster.
Claudette continued to swirl her tongue around his prickshaft while she reached down
and cupped his swollen fuck sacs in her hand, running her fingers gently over the hot,
sweaty, wrinkled skin.
"UNNNGH!!" Art screamed, thrusting his cock up into the warm, wet tightly gripping
cavity. He shoved his prick even farther down into Claudette's sucking throat. Her lips
brushed against Art's thick, wiry forest of crotch hair as she felt his sweaty muscular
legs bang against her sides.
"EASY! EASY, BABE! YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME SHOOT, GODDAMN IT!! OH,
FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!!"
Claudette felt her brother's cock swell in her mouth and knew that he was about to
shoot his jizz down into her gut. She could feel his balls jerking in her hand and knew
that the cum was boiling like lava in those sacs.
"Easy, easy," Claudette murmured, releasing his prick from her mouth and clamping
her left hand around the throbbing shaft. In a few seconds the wild spasming stopped
and Claudette went back to her cocksucking.
"NO MORE! NO MORE!!" Art screamed as Claudette moved her tongue slowly
around his cockhead, moistening the bulbous twitching cap with her spit. She moved
her lips over Art's purple knob now, sliding her tongue over its surface, drawing off the
beads of pre-cum that were beginning to pop out of the piss-hole.
"OH, HELL! SHIT! JESUS, I CANT TAKE IT ANY LONGER! UNNNGH!!
UNNNGH!!!" Art kept yelling, but he managed to hold back from shooting as
Claudette kept sliding her hot mouth up and down his prick.
"MMmmmmmfff!" she moaned happily as she moved her hands down and under her
brother's butt, squeezing the taut muscular flesh as she felt her tits bang against her
brother's hairy thighs.
"Okay, okay," Art moaned, pushing her head off his cock. "Come on, I want to fuck
you."
Claudette smiled as she propped herself on her knees. Without saying a word, she
positioned herself until she was squatting astride her brother's thighs. She lowered her
hands and grabbed his cock, nosing the bulbous purple tip between the lips of her
pussy. She cried out when his hot, spongy cockhead scraped against her sensitive,
juicing slit. Then Claudette closed her eyes and stuffed it into the mouth of her snatch
with one quick movement that startled the young man.
"OHHHHHH!!" they both cried out together. Art looked up and saw her puffy,
swollen twatlips being stretched open by the fingers of her right hand and his cock
being guided into place by the other. The sight made his cock throb even harder as he
lay back down and groaned.
"OHHH, FUCKIN' JEEESUS!! OH, GOD-DAMN, YOU FEEL SOOOOO GOOD IN
MY CUNT!!" Claudette cried as she rocked back and forth, enjoying the feel of the big
prick stuffed against the rim of her cunt. Then she lowered herself, gasping as she felt
her fuck hole being stretched more and more by her brother's cock.
"Take it all now! NOW!!" Art urged, slamming his hips first down, then up in the air,
jabbing his prick all the way into Claudette's stretched twat. He kept straining up,
forcing more of the rod into her cock-hungry box.
"No, not so quick," she panted, reaching down and trying to stop Art's pumping.
"Make it last. We've got plenty of time. Let's come together."
Art didn't seem to hear her. He kept tossing his thighs up and down, ramming his
prick farther and harder against her cunt. She started contracting and releasing her twat
muscles rhythmically until Art screamed that he felt he was fucking a mouth. She
groaned deep in her throat and brought one hand up to squeeze her right nipple as she
slammed her cunt harder and harder against her brother's heaving crotch. The sound of
wet, sucking flesh filled the room along with Claudette's and Art's cries and shrieks.
"UNNNGH! UNNNGH!! OH, FUCK, CLAUDETTE, I'M GONNA BLOW MY
WAD! OH, JEEESUS, UNNNGH!!!"
She felt her brother's body stiffen, then shake violently while his cock swelled in
between her puffy cunt lips.
Claudette drew a deep breath and closed her eyes, clamping down on his jerking prick
and swaying from side to side. She churned her juice-slicked hole against Art's
embedded cock until she felt the first hot wad of cum splash against her trembling cunt
walls.
"AIYEEEEE! AIYEEEE!!" Art cried out, clamping his hands down hard on her sweaty
thighs as he felt the jizz boil in his fuck sacs, then shoot through the center of his
wildly spasming cock until it exploded out of his piss-slit.
"NOOOO!! WAAAWWWWH!! WAAAAWWWH!! UNNGH! OH, JEEESUS, I'MIIAAAAGGGGH!!!" Claudette 
shrieked as her twat broke out into contractions of
powerful orgasm. The two of them thrashed and heaved wildly on the groaning bed as
their mutual climax seemed to last for hours. Finally the last spasm rippled past her clit
and Claudette collapsed on top of her brother.
"Oh, Jesus, Claudette, if only Sharon was like you," he said quietly, running the fingers
of his right hand through her silken hair.
"What do you mean?"
"Oh, she's just a little nervous about sex."
"You mean, she's frigid?" Claudette couldn't believe it. What a terrible thing to happen
to her brother! He needed cunt like most people needed food and water. And to be
strapped to that mealy-twatted snip would be worse than getting stuck in the pen for
ten years.
"Well, not exactly, but she doesn't like to fool around like you. I mean, she just sort of
rolls over on her back and hikes up her legs. A little groaning and moaning maybe, and
then – it's all over."
"Why the hell did you marry her?" Claudette asked as she squeezed her cunt muscles
gently around Art's flaccid prick.
"I got her pregnant," he said, a little embarrassed.
"So? There's always abortion, you know. And besides, it takes two to tango. You
weren't under any obligation to marry the bitch."
"Hey, she's a nice kid. Besides, she didn't believe in abortion, and I was the one who
practically raped her. And besides, she's not all that bad."
Claudette sighed and shook her head. Art was trying to make the best out of a bad deal.
"I just wish you wouldn't be going back to Cheyenne so soon. You just don't come out
here often enough. And with that little bitch – I mean Sharon – as cold as a
refrigerator, well, I could take care of you a lot better than she could. And you wouldn't
have to worry about her finding you with another woman. She'd never suspect the two
of us."
Art smiled up at her and stroked her cheeks. "Don't you worry about that, little sister.
I'll be out here more than you think."
"What?" Claudette's heart jumped.
"Dad's made some business investments in Los Angeles, and they're doing fine. In any
case, he wants to make sure they keep on like they have been. He doesn't trust
anybody, and wants someone to be around the place all the time. You know he's too
sick sometimes to make trips like that. So, your big brother's been appointed as a kind
of watchdog over the business."
"Oh, Art!" Claudette cried out, bending down and wrapping her arms around his neck.
"I'm so happy," she said, kissing him long on the lips as she squeezed her cunt muscles
tightly around his prick again.
"And when I'm not here, you can fly out to Cheyenne," he said, smiling up at her.
Claudette remembered her bargain with Janice and frowned.
"I'm going to be busy in the next few months or so. I'm going into a sort of business."
Art arched his eyebrows. "Business? But you've got a job already."
"It doesn't pay all that much. Another stew and I are going to – well–" She hesitated.
Should she tell her brother? He might object. But then-
"Come on, what kind of big businesswoman are you going to be? Another Mildred
Pierce?"
"Not exactly. Janice – that's my friend – Janice and I are going to open up a – a, well,
a kind of massage parlor."
Art looked at her in surprise, then broke out laughing.
"Y-Y-You-a-aOh, nooo!" he screamed, tossing his head from side to side and laughing
like a hyena.
"I don't think it's all that funny," Claudette said, a little wounded. Then she saw the
humor in it and started laughing herself. "I guess it is a little ridiculous, isn't it?"
"Oh, God," he was finally able to say as he looked at her. "Do you know what you're
getting into? I mean, there are a lot of freakos out there who just go to call girls. I guess
that's what you're planning to be, right?"
"Oh, right. I mean, we're not outright whores. We'll be recruiting off the planes."
Art laughed again at his sister's sincere simplicity, then stroked his forehead
thoughtfully.
"You know, I might be able to help you out."
"Help? I thought you'd hit me when I told you."
"Hell, no. I mean, if you're careful, there's no reason why you can't make a little cash
out of your pussy. It's just that I know some cattlemen who come to Los Angeles every
so often. They're loaded, and they can really fill your pocket if you cater to them."
Claudette looked at her brother and laughed again.
"Christ! And I thought that you'd start climbing the walls when I told you what I was
up to."
"Well, babe, you've already made me climb the walls," Art said, reaching up and
running his right forefinger up and down her cunt lips. She felt her clit shiver again,
and knew she was ready for another fuck session if he was.
"You keep doing that and–" she started, then felt his prick stiffen again and throb in
her cum – and juice-slicked twat. "Ohhhhh, you son-of-a-bitch! You're ready to go
again!" she said, clamping her cunt muscles tightly around his jerking prick and raising
her hips up a few inches off the bed.
"Ohhhhhhh, baby, you make my balls ache when you do that," Art said, moving his
fingers up to his sister's bobbing tits and pinching her erect nipples.
"GODDAMN IT!" Claudette cried out, tossing her head back while she reached down
and stroked his balls. "UNNNGH! OH, SHIT, PINCH THOSE MOTHERS!! OH,
SHITTT!!"
"So, are you interested in any of my friends?" Art said in a business-like tone again.
"What?" Claudette had almost forgotten their former conversation. Her mind was on
her clit again. "Oh, those cattlemen. I guess. I'll have to talk it over with Janice. In fact,
if you're not doing anything tonight, you can hang around here and wait for her to
come back," Claudette said, winking slyly at him while she swirled her cunt lips over
his throbbing, red-hot cock.
"Hmmmmm, maybe she'd like to join us," Art said, hunching his hips up again,
slapping his crotch noisily against hers.
"That's one girl who loves a party," Claudette gasped as she started sliding up and
down her brother's jerking dong again while she milked his aching balls with her
slender fingers.


Chapter 6

Claudette and Art were in the shower when Janice came home from the movie.
"Unnnnngh! Ohhh, shit, Art! Oh, Jeeesus, stick your finger in again! UNNngh!"
Claudette moaned as the warm water cascaded down her neck to her erect nipples and
shot down to the shower floor like two waterfalls.
"Oh, Jesus, Sis, keep your hands going like that on my cock! Ohhhhh, nooooo!"
Janice heard the moaning from the bathroom and smiled, wondering if her friend
started the business ahead of her.
"Hey, who's in there?" Janice called out as she walked towards the bathroom door.
"Just us mice!" Art yelled above the rushing sound of the water, pulling his fingers out
of Claudette's cunt.
"We'll be right out," Claudette called out as she turned off the water and reached out
from the shower curtain for a towel.
"And who's the stud?" Janice asked as Art walked in with just a wet towel around his
waist.
"Art, I want you to meet my girl friend Janice. She's a stew with the same line. Janice,
this is my brother."
"Whew!" Janice whistled, shaking Art's hand while she gave him a quick once-over.
"Now I see why people like to keep a lot of things in the family."
Claudette flushed a little. "You'll have to excuse Janice. Normally she doesn't get this
hot over a man. She prefers tits and cunt to balls and cock."
"Touche, honey," Janice said as she lit a cigarette and walked over to a window. "But I
never said that I hated men. I'm not that much of a dyke."
"I can see that," Art said appreciatively, running his eyes slowly over the redhead's
body. "Maybe I can change your preference a little."
"Maybe, maybe not. Say, why are you here? I thought Claudette said that you wouldn't
be coming in for a couple of days."
Art told the same story he told to Claudette, and ended by telling her that he knew of
their proposed business and approved of it.
"It's good to know we've got family on our team," Janice said a little sarcastically.
"Art says that he can help us with the customers," Claudette said.
Janice arched her eyebrows and looked more interested. "How?"
Art told her his plans, then warned the redhead that some of the customers might be a
little kinky. "You know, living on the range alone like that gives you mighty strange
ideas. When they take on a girl, especially for money, they may want her to do a lot of
strange things."
"That's more your sister's department than mine," Janice said, smiling at the other girl.
"Oh my God!" Claudette said under her breath, motioning to Janice to shut up. Art saw
her and smiled.
"What kind of things does she do?"
"Well, you probably know most of them," Janice said dryly, "but do you know about
your little doggie and her?"
Art gave a long high whistle. "You mean she and Jason...? "
"You said it, boobie. Although I've got to admit, I've tried him and he's pretty
goddamned good. Beats a lot of the men and women I've been with."
Art looked at Claudette, then broke out laughing. "Well, I'll be a son-of-a-bitch! So you
like to fuck dogs? That's fantastic!"
"Y-You're not mad?"
"Mad? Shit, no – unless I'm a little jealous of that bastard. You do whatever you want,
little sister. Shit! With a dog act, you two ll make millions!"
Janice's ears perked up at the sound of money. "Not a bad deal, really. I take care of the
women, she takes care of the men, and we both take on the dog for a high price. What
do you think, Claudette?"
"We've already decided," she said, relieved that Art wasn't angry about her screwing
Jason.
"But you know, if I'm gonna recommend you girls to some friends of mine, I've got to
make sure I'm giving them a good deal. I mean, I've seen Claudette in action with me,
but I've never seen you do anything, and I've never seen her with a dog."
"That can be solved," Janice said, winking as she started unbuttoning her blouse.
"Janice, in the living room? Let's go to the bedroom," Claudette suggested as she
slipped off her bathrobe and started fingering her right nipple.
"Not enough room. Besides, those sheets are probably starched stiff with your cunt
juice and his cum. Hey, isn't anybody going to bring in the dog? I mean, if your
brother wants to see the whole act, he might as well get a load of the finale."
"I'll get him," Claudette said as she ran to the kitchen door and threw it open.
"Come up here, Jason. Come on, boy," she called out. In seconds the dog was prancing
excitedly in the living room, looking at all the snatches moving around him. His tongue
hung out and his cock slid out of its sheath as he pushed his pointed snout up Janice's
crotch.
"Hey, this guy's ready to go any second!" Janice said as she jumped away and covered
her slit with her hands. "I'm not ready to take him on yet. I need a little priming," she
said as she sat on the couch and threw up her legs.
"You've come to the right place," Art said as he dropped the towel to the floor and
crawled between the redhead's legs. He lowered his head and stuck out his tongue,
running it along the edge of her outer labia while he stroked the brown puckered skin
of her asshole. Janice closed her eyes and arched her back a little as she gave herself up
to the massaging lips and probing fingers.
"Ummmmmmm, now I know why Claudette's been so happy. You must have kept her
going during her stay in Cheyenne and – OHHHH!! NOOOO!! UNNGH!!" Janice
cried out as Art's tongue poked past her cunt lips and settled on her erect cut.
Claudette watched her brother jabbing his tongue into her friend's snatch for a few
seconds before she walked up to the couch and sat on the far end of it. Her face was
only a few inches from Art's muscular thighs. She lowered her lips until they were even
with his heavy, hanging balls, then cupped her mouth around them and sucked gently.
"UNNngh!" he cried out into Janice's snatch. The redhead screamed again as she felt
both his tongue and a stream of hot air pass over her aching, throbbing clit. At the
same time Claudette spread her thighs apart as widely as she could and started stroking
her puffy labia. Jason took the hint and trotted over quickly. In seconds Claudette felt
his old familiar tongue sloshing up and down her juicing snatch.
"Oh, my Godddd!" Janice moaned as she lifted her head and saw the daisy chain. "OH,
FUCKIN' SHIT! IT'S FANTASTIC! OH, MY GOD, IT'S FANTASTIC!"
"UNNngh!" Art moaned as he felt throbs of pleasure shoot from his cock up to his
torso and down his legs. Claudette felt his hips begin to slowly move up and down as
he fucked her willing, sucking mouth. His firm butt rippled to the time of her sucking
while Claudette's tongue began to work more frantically as she noticed her brother's
growing intensity. She ran her tongue all over Art's prick-prying, poking, teasing,
stroking the shaft and cockhead until she heard her brother practically screaming into
Janice's cunt.
"MMMMmmmmghfff! UNNNGH!! MMMGGGHHHFFF!!" he cried out as he buried
his nose deeper into the redhead's juicing snatch.
Claudette felt the clit vibrate furiously as she heard Janice and Art cry out while Jason's
tongue jabbed furiously against her own aching clit.
"Hey, wait! Nooooo, I don't want to come with a tongue this time!" Janice said as she
inched away from Art's stabbing tongue.
"Oh my God," Art moaned, feeling his cock throbbing frenziedly in Claudette's sucking
mouth. "Stop it, Sis, or I swear I'm gonna pop off in your mouth."
Claudette backed off, letting go of his cock while she kept on massaging his balls with
her right hand. Jason didn't care what the humans were doing. He was still slathering
his tongue up and down Claudette's crotch, poking it into her fuck hole, then slopping
it up and down her quivering, juice and spit-slicked thighs.
"Hey, look at that dog!" Art commented as he watched Jason lick away at his sister's
twat. "Jesus, he really eats it up, don't he?"
"UNNngh! Unngh!" Claudette moaned as she fell against the back of the couch and
threw her head from side to side, hunching her hips up and down in time to the
stabbing rhythm of the dog's tongue.
"Hey, Sis, stop it! We don't want you to pop off until we do," Art said as he pulled the
reluctant Jason off his sister.
"Oh, fuck! I'm sorry, but I was enjoying myself too much to-"
"That's one thing you girls are gonna have to watch out for. You're in a business now,
so don't think of it as a string of fun fucks. I mean, you've got to look turned on, even
if you aren't. But don't get so out of your head that you don't know what you're doin'.
These guys will rip you off just as easily as some hookers roll their Johns after they get
through with them."
"From the mouth of experience," Claudette said playfully as she got up from the couch.
"Well, what now?"
"The couch is too fuckin' small for all of us," Art said as he tore off the cushions and
tossed them on the floor. "We can make this place one big bed."
"Right! Come on, Claudette," Janice said excitedly as she helped Art coat the floor with
pillows and cushions. In a few minutes the living room looked like a sultan's bedroom.
"Come on," Art said, lying down and putting his hands behind his head. "Somebody
suck me off," he ordered, running his thick, muscular fingers up and down his
mammoth prick.
Claudette didn't wait for anybody else and dropped to her knees, lowering her head and
clamping her lips around Art's throbbing prick.
"UNNNGH!!" Art cried, digging his head into the cushions as he arched his hips,
trying to drive his purple, twitching cockhead deeper and deeper into his sister's mouth.
"SUCK IT! SUCK MY COCK!!" he cried out mindlessly as he humped his hips harder
and harder.
Claudette moved her tongue to the base of his cockhead. Then she undamped her
mouth and started to lick Art's throbbing shaft like a lollipop. She finally came down to
the base with her tongue. She wanted to get at those balls while she ran her fingers up
and down her brother's lava-hot prickshaft.
While her ass wriggled in the air, Jason moved up behind her and started licking her
upturned cunt again. Claudette almost bit Art's cock off in surprise, then relaxed and
let the dog slosh his tongue in and out of her aching, drooling cunt.
"OHHH, WOW! OH, SHIT, JEEEESUS, CLAUDETTE! OH, FUCK, THAT FEELS FANTASTIC!!" Art cried.
Meanwhile Janice slid under Jason's rear haunches and opened her mouth. The Setter's
red, glistening prick bobbed frenziedly in the air as she moved her head up and cupped
her lips around the dog's jerking cock.
"Unnngh! Oh, fuck, your friend's blowing the dog! Oh, shit, I can't believe this!" Art
said as he pulled his head up and looked at the line of twisting, bobbing bodies.
Claudette continued to slide her hot lips up and down Art's cock while Jason was
ramming his snout and stabbing his tongue in and out of his sister's spasming cunt.
Under it all was Janice, bobbing her head up and down as she continued to suck off the
Setter while she dipped her fingers in and out of her own throbbing, juicing cunt.
"ARRRGH! OH, SHIT! EASY, EASY, BABY! OH, JEEESUS, I'M GONNA
SHOOOTTT!!" Art screamed as his body stiffened. Claudette let go of his cock and
clamped her right hand around the base of it to prevent any of his cum from spurting
out.
"UNNNNNNGH!!" Claudette screamed, almost letting go of the cock as she felt a
series of violent contractions racking her cunt. She'd come, but not so violently where
she couldn't reach another orgasm in a few minutes.
"Let's switch," Art said, inching up away from Claudette's hungry mouth. "Janice, you
come over here and sit on my face. Shit, I think I want to eat you out."
Janice had gotten a little tired of sucking on Jason's prick. She decided that getting
sucked off wouldn't be all that bad. And besides, Art was a pretty hunky number and
was one of the few men who really turned her on.
"Why not?" she said, sliding from under Jason's panting belly and walking over. She
squatted over Art's upturned face and lowered her pussy down until she felt his tongue
shoot past her puffy cunt lips and deep into her tunnel.
Claudette went back to sucking her brother's dick and wiggled her ass in the air again.
To Jason it was like waving a red cape in front of a bull. He jumped forward and placed
his forepaws on her shoulders, stabbing his sensitive prick several times against her
sweating ass-cheeks until he jammed it into her snatch.
Claudette started sucking harder now, letting go of her brother's jerking prick and
cupping her lips around Art's fuck sacs again. She slid her tongue back and forth over
the tough, wrinkled skin, teasing and daring that boiling jism to erupt out of his balls.
"UNNNGH! OH, FUCK! OH, SHIT!!" Janice screamed, almost jumping up and down
the young man's face as she slid up and down his stabbing tongue. She reached up and
kneaded her tits desperately, pinching her nipples and tossing her head from side to
side as she felt his tongue dart to the side, over and around her swollen clit. Art slurped
hungrily and noisily as he tasted another fresh torrent of cunt juice that spewed out
from Janice's hole and splashed into his sucking mouth.
"MMMmmmmmffff!" Claudette moaned, feeling her cunt beginning to spasm again.
This time she knew it was going to be a big come. She could feel a tight knot in her
belly beginning to untie itself and send searing bolts of pleasure to every square inch of
her body. She swirled her ass in the air, clamping her cunt muscles tightly around
Jason's stabbing prick. Suddenly she felt the dog's cock swell and she knew that he was
about to shoot his load into her twat.
"OHHH, NOOO!!" Janice screamed. Art felt her cunt spasm wildly against his probing
tongue and knew that she was coming. Another torrent of juice made him feel the cum
in his balls explode and crash through the center of his throbbing cock shaft...
"MMmmmmff! Arrrgh! ARRgh!" he cried out between Janice's legs as she snapped
them together in time to her twitching, jerking clit.
"Unnngh! UNNNGH! OHHH!! ARRRGH!! WAAWWWGHHH!!!" Claudette
screamed as she felt herself soar up from the earth like a rocket. She could smell her
own cunt juice as she slammed forward, smashing her head against her brother's
heaving groin as she swayed her ass-cheeks from side to side. Her body fucked,
twitched, jerked with rising tension until she was whimpering with each spasm that tore
her body apart. She squeezed her cunt again and again as she felt the first hot wad of
Jason's cum splatter against her aching snatch.
"ARRGGHH! ARRGH!! ARRRGGHHH!!!" Art cried, tossing his hips wildly in the air
as he started to fire his hot jism into his sister's inviting mouth. Claudette felt her
brother's spunk hit her tonsils as she swirled her tongue around and around the
sensitive underside of his jerking cock.
Janice was the first to collapse on the floor. She pulled herself off Art's probing tongue
and fell forward on her knees.
"Jesus!" she gasped, falling on her ass and turning around to watch the others.
"ARRRRGH! UNNGH!! UNNNGH!!!" Art still screamed, digging his fingers into
Claudette's skull as he spurted wad after wad of hot cum out of his spasming cockhead.
Claudette wondered how much jizz he could possibly have in his balls, and guessed that
his honeymoon wasn't much of a bedroom orgy with Sharon. He must have been
storing up this for weeks.
"Mmmmmmffgh!" Claudette cried weakly as she felt the last load of doggie jism squirt
into her cunt.
"Hey, you through yet?" Janice called out from the other side of the room.
"God, God, God," Art repeated over and over as he slowly ground his sweaty hips
against Claudette's bobbing head. His sister sucked and milked the last of his spurting
cum before she pulled her head up and moved forward, pulling free of Jason's cock.
"UNNngh!" Claudette moaned, feeling the last of the spasms flit by her twitching clit.
"That was – I don't know. I don't know when I've ever had a come like that!"
"It must have been the three of us," Janice suggested, reaching over to her purse for a
cigarette.
"Hey, don't forget Jason," Claudette said as the Setter barked loudly at the group.
"Hey, he was the star of the show," Art said, laughing as he motioned the dog to come
over.
"Oh, I don't know about that," Janice said dreamily, stroking her spit-slicked pussy
with one hand while she smoked with the other. "I can see why you groove on your
brother so much."
"He's quite a guy," Claudette said as she stroked his chest gently with her hands.
"And there's more like me!"
"More!" Janice said, her eyes widening. "Goddamn, you bring more like you here and
I'll turn straight for the rest of my life. Shit, Claudette! We'll be able to enjoy ourselves
while we make a little money on the side."
The phone rang and Claudette reluctantly got up from between Art's legs to answer it.
"Jim? Jim, is that you?" Claudette said, surprised to hear from someone she'd almost
put completely out of her mind.
"Sure is, honey," he said over the phone. "Remember, you said to call you when I got
into L.A. Well, here I am."
"Ohhhhhh, well, I-I-" Claudette stammered, motioning wildly to Art and Janice to start
cleaning up.
"Is anything wrong?"
"N-No, nothing at all. It's just that you surprised me a little, that's all. Where are you?"
"I just landed at the airport. So, if you don't mind, I'll shoot on over to your place."
"That sounds great!" Claudette lied. "But my girl friend Janice is staying with me for a
Couple of days. They're fumigating her apartment or something like that and she needs
a place to hang her hat until they're through."
"Shit! Well, is she there now?"
"No. She's at the movies."
"Hell, Claudette, she'll understand," Jim urged. Claudette could tell from the raspy tone
of his voice that he was horny and wanted to climb into her panties.
"Okay. But give me some time to straighten the place up. Janice has her things all over
the place."
"See you in a half-hour," Jim said, then hung up.
"Quick. Everybody out!" Claudette cried out, hanging up the phone and running
around the living room, putting the cushions and pillows back on the couch and chairs.
"Who's that?" Art asked, turning the arm chair cushion over because of the cum stains
on the top.
"Her boy friend," Janice said sarcastically as she slipped on her jeans and blouse.
"Boy friend? Hell, Claudette, I didn't know–"
Art began.
"Oh, he's just a friend I've known for a little while."
"Boy, she makes it sound like nothing. You should have seen them in Seattle."
"Shut up, Janice," Claudette said under her breath. She was beginning to see that she
might have some problems with her new business partner.
"The two of them were staring at each other so hard at the airport that I thought they
were going to fuck right on the spot. As it was, you could smell her cunt juice all over
the waiting room. And that bulge between Jim's legs. Hell, Art, if anyone could match
you on thickness and length, it'd be him."
"Janice!" Claudette moaned, wanting to shove one of the pillows down her friend's
throat.
"It's okay, Claudette. I don't care what you do. Just don't get too involved with anybody
if you're going into this kind of business," her brother warned as he slipped on his
pants.
"Take the dog with you, will you, Art?" Claudette asked as she slipped on her bathrobe
again.
"Hotel doesn't allow pets, Claudette. Besides, as long as you keep him outside, your
stud won't suspect a thing."
"I don't know," Claudette said, sitting down and covering her eyes with her right hand.
As she sat, her robe fell open, exposing her tits and twat. Art looked down and saw a
tiny stream of white doggie cum leaking out from between her cunt lips.
"Now Janice, don't you think that super stud's gonna suspect something's been going
on when he sees that?" Art said as he pointed at his sister's leaking pussy."
"He's not that dumb," Janice said.
"Come on, let the dog clean out his own shit,"
Art said as he walked behind his sister. In one sudden movement he bent down and
held her arms while Janice completely exposed her friend's snatch.
"What are you doing?" Claudette cried as she tried to break free from her brother's
grip.
"Thought I'd give you a send-off. I knew you'd be worried about that stud coming over
too soon, so you'd need a little convincing. Here, Jason, here, boy," Art called.
The dog jumped up as soon as he saw Claudette's snatch and heard Art call him. He
ran up to the girl's snatch and sniffed at the unfamiliar smell of cum and cunt juice,
then decided he liked it, and started sloshing his tongue in and out of her pussy.
"Ohhhhhhh," Claudette moaned as he pushed his big muzzle between her thighs and
rammed it up close against her box. He started whining deep in his throat as he
burrowed deeper into her juicing crotch.
"Looks like he's digging for a bone," Janice commented as his tongue slithered up and
down Claudette's juicy, tingling gash. The woman shuddered and writhed as the dog
tongued her whole pussy, licking her clit, cunt and even her asshole. Jason shoved his
big sloppy tongue up her cunt hole farther and farther as he became more excited by
the taste and smell of her cunt juice.
Claudette's body shook with each lap. Even though she'd come only minutes earlier,
she was ready for another big orgasm. She arched her back and stuck out her tits when
Jason started concentrating his licking on her erect, throbbing clit.
"UNNNngh!" she moaned as she ground her crotch against the Setter's snout and
writhed with the crushing waves of pleasure that ripped through her body.
"ARRRGH! WWWAWWWH!! OH, SHIIITTT, I'M COMING! OH, FUCK, I'M
COMING!! WWWAWWWHH!!" Claudette screamed as Art held her bucking,
thrashing body in the chair. Again and again she was smashing her cunt against Jason's
muzzle as spasm after pleasurable spasm tore through her snatch. Finally she stopped
screaming and collapsed weakly into the chair. Her arms and legs felt like melted
butter. All she could do was let her head fall back limply while she moaned like some
prisoner on the torture rack.
"Ohhhhhhh, Jeeeesus, that was good," Claudette said as she looked up at her smiling
brother.
"She says that to all the dogs," Janice said as she started walking out the door. "I guess
you don't want us around while you two are balling in the bedroom."
"The bedroom! Oh, God, Janice, please stay for a few minutes to help me clean up,"
Claudette said nervously.
Janice shrugged her shoulders. "Why not? I swear, Claudette, you're one of the few girls
in town who need a plastic top sheet on her mattress."
"Come on. You can tell jokes later. Jim's gonna be here in a few minutes."
"You'd better go, Art," Janice said to him. "You'd be a little hard to explain right now."
"I've got to give my little sister a big kiss before I go back to my wife," he said as he
grabbed Claudette and tore open her robe, locking his lips to hers while he ran his right
hand over her mammoth tits and juicing cunt.
"UNNnngh!" Claudette moaned as Art let her go and ran out the door. She thought
her clit was going to erupt again.
"Easy, girl, we've got housework to do," Janice said as she walked quickly into the
bedroom.
Claudette followed her, feeling readier than ever to jam another cock up her horny
pussy.


Chapter 7

Claudette and Janice changed the sheets and finished straightening up the living room
before they heard a knock at the front door.
"Damn! He's punctual," Janice mumbled as she glanced at the clock and finished
tucking in a cushion.
"You don't mind leaving for a while, do you?" Claudette said as she frantically combed
out her hair in front of the living-room wall mirror.
"Do I have a choice? I don't see what's so special about Jim, but that's your business.
I'm gonna take in another movie, but I'm not going to stay out all night."
Claudette wanted to remind her that it was her apartment, and she could throw Janice
out if she wanted to. Then she decided that she didn't want to create bad feelings.
"Well, if we're not out here when you come back, just go to bed. You can guess that we
have," Claudette said as she walked to the door.
"Jesus, you're ready for action right now!" Jim said to Claudette as she opened the door.
"Hi there, kids. It's just old Janice going out to the flicks. Have a ball, y'all," the
redhead chirped as she fluffed her hair and pranced out of the apartment, giving Jim a
wink as she passed him.
"I thought you said she was at the movies," Jim said, a little embarrassed at being
caught.
"I-I was a little surprised and I guess confused by your call. I meant that she was just
going out to the movies."
"In any case, she won't be back for a while, and I'm horny as hell for your cunt," Jim
said as he closed and locked the door behind him. Claudette gave the living room a
quick once-over glance and was satisfied that he'd never guess what had been going on
in there only a few minutes before.
"Like they say in the country, come and get it," she said with a sly smile as she backed
away and opened her robe slowly. Jim's mouth dropped open as she slid it off her
shoulders and let it fall to the floor at her feet.
"Jeeeeesus!" he whispered hoarsely, dropping his hands to his crotch to relieve the
growing ache that gripped his stiffening cock.
"Ohhhhh," Claudette moaned, dropping her hands to her crotch and stroking her
swelling labia.
"Come on, let's stop this kid stuff," Jim said impatiently, walking up to her and pulling
her fingers out of her snatch and slipping his fingers in.
"MMMmmmmm!" Claudette moaned, feeling him slide his fingers back and forth in
her fuck tunnel. She threw her head back and almost shrieked when she felt him grip
her clit between his thumb and forefinger and give it a tiny pinch.
"ARRRRGH!!" she screamed, hunching her hips forward and throwing her arms
around Jim for support.
"That's what I like to hear," Jim whispered as he clamped his lips on hers. They started
kissing wildly, stabbing their tongues into one another's mouths while they ground
their bodies together like two animals in heat.
"Take it off – take off those goddamned pants," Claudette panted as she backed away
and leaned against the outside wall of the living room.
Jim smiled leeringly at her. "I want to get you steaming hot," he said as he slowly
pulled his shirt out of his trousers, unbuttoning his shirt cuffs so slowly that Claudette
groaned out to him that he should hurry.
With a shrug of his shoulders, the shirt slipped off and down his arms, revealing his
massive chest and his thick, well-molded arms. There's that thick mat of body hair
again, Claudette thought to herself as she trailed her eyes over the muscles in his arm –
they were so thick that they'd pushed the veins hard against his skin. Even when Jim
was standing still, there seemed to be some sort of movement, a kind of electricity that
rippled across his chest to his arms and then out to Claudette's tingling cunt.
"Oh, Jeeesus, what is this? Some kind of weird strip-tease?" she panted as she reached
up with her right hand and squeezed her tits to take care of the itching ache that was
gripping her stiff nipples.
"If women can do it-" Jim started as he moved his powerful hairy hands to the top
button of his pants and pushed it through the hole. Claudette wanted to run over to
him and yank down his zipper, stick in her hand and pull out his mammoth cock.
"MMMMmmmmm!" he groaned, closing his eyes and leaning his head back as he
rubbed his hands over the growing bulge between his legs. Jim's cock was obviously
fully extended. Claudette could see it throbbing through the material, and it excited her.
Jim got control of himself, spread his legs a little more and started pulling the zipper
slowly down. This time some black curly crotch hair poked its way into the air. Jim was
getting more excited as he looked at Claudette playing with her twat.
"God, stop playing, Jim!" Claudette said as she got up and practically ran over to him,
pulling down his zipper and pushing down his pants to his knees. His big, throbbing,
thickly veined cock sprang loose and bobbed crazily in the air as Claudette sank to her
knees and started her old sucking routine.
"UNNNGH!! Oh, shit! You're just as good as I remembered you were up in the cabin,"
Jim panted as he heaved his hips forward to drive his cock into her mouth.
Claudette leaned back, avoiding sucking Jim's cock for a few seconds as she studied the
man's jerking tool. Her eyes traveled over the red, taut skin; over the thick tufts of
crotch hair that surrounded the stiff, jerking rod; then moved down to Jim's heavy,
hanging balls that held the hot, sticky cum she wanted to feel up her twat. Claudette
hated to admit it to herself, but she was beginning to want Jim up her snatch more than
either Jason or her brother.
"For God's sake," Jim whispered hoarsely, "are you going to paint it or suck it?"
Claudette shrugged her shoulders, then opened her mouth to take the head of his
throbbing prick into it. Her lips squeezed tightly over his pulsating cock as her head
moved forward to take in the entire length of the shaft.
"Oh, shit! Suck that mother! Oh, Jeeeeesus! Oh, WOW!!" Jim cried out as he moved a
few feet forward and almost lost his balance. He noticed that Claudette had moved with
him, not missing a stroke. She swirled her tongue at the base of his prick, caressing
every fold of his taut cock skin. She moved it forward, massaging every straining nerve
in his swollen dick until it got to the head. Then her lips joined in the action, sucking
the cockhead while her tongue slid under its base and moved back and forth.
"UNNNNNGH!! OH, FUCK! GODDAMN, CLAUDETTE! I COULD SHOOT MY
WAD INTO YOU NOW!!" Jim cried out as he felt the throbs of pleasure shoot from
his cock up to his torso and down his legs.
"MMMmmmmfffgh!" Claudette moaned as she felt his hips begin to move in and out
as he fucked into her willing mouth. She reached up and cupped his balls in her hands,
moving them back and forth as she bobbed her head on his jerking rod.
"GOOOODD!! OH, FUUUUUCCKKK!!" he screamed as he thrashed from side to
side. Claudette thought he was going to crash to the floor or pull his cock out of her
mouth as she dipped the tip of it into his piss-slit while she squeezed his fuck sacs.
"Come on! I don't want a blow job. Not now – not after we've been away from each
other. Get on the couch. I don't think I can make it to your bedroom," Jim said as he
clamped his right hand hard around his jerking prick.
Claudette got up and nearly jumped on the surface of the couch as Jim strode up
behind her.
"Hey, come on, I've never fucked a woman doggie-style-not lately, anyway. It's kind of
a kick. What do you say?"
Claudette almost laughed out loud as she nodded her head and rolled over on her
hands and knees.
"Come on, bowser – fuck your bitch," Claudette said as she swayed from side to side,
feeling the nipples of her heavy tits brushing against the rough cushion material.
"Woof! Woof!" Jim said laughing as he stroked his cock before he climbed behind
Claudette. He ran his cock across her ass-cheeks while she moaned and growled for
satisfaction.
"Fuck me," she whispered, and the words excited her even more. "Fuck me!" she almost
shouted.
"I'll fuck you, all right," Jim growled. He leaned back and reached forward, jamming his
fingers into her cunt and searched around until he found her clit with his index finger.
He massaged the tiny organ while he rubbed her hairy pussy mound with his thumb.
Claudette thought she'd blow apart from the shocks of excitement and pleasure that
tore through her body.
"UNNNNGH!! ARRRGH!! OH, FUCKIN' GOD, JAM THOSE FINGERS UP MY
CUNT! OH, GOD, IT FEEEELS SOOO GOOOODD!!"
Jim put his hands on her shoulders and positioned his hips so that the tip of his cock
brushed the juicing slit. Claudette couldn't help but notice how Jim felt like Jason right
now. There was that same familiar grasp on her shoulders, the same tentative poking
with his cock at her swollen outer labia, and same panting until – oh, God, yes! – he
was sliding his throbbing prickshaft in between her taut pussylips until it was burying
itself in the soft, hot wet recesses of her spasming snatch.
"UNNNGH! UNNNGH!! MORE! I WANT MORE COCK! OH, SHIIIIIITT, I
WANT INCHES OF IT! FEET OF IT!! PRICKMEAT!! COCKMEAT!! UNNNGH!!!
GIVE IT TO MEEEE-EE!!!" Claudette screamed mindlessly as Jim continued to slip his
mammoth dong deep into her cunt.
"OHHHhhhh!" Jim sighed as he felt his hot groin touch her smooth ass-cheeks. He
rotated his hips, stirring his cock like a butter churn inside her snatch while he felt his
balls slide along the cool, goose-fleshed surface of her butt. At the same time Claudette
felt him reach forward and grab her tits with both hands, squeezing, milking, tugging at
them until she broke out into a series of loud whimpers.
"OHHH, JAM IT! JAM IT! UNNNGH!! UNNNGH!! OH, SHIIIITTT!! THAT
FEEEELL-SSS–!!" Claudette couldn't finish the sentence. She'd never felt something stir
in her like that. His cock seemed to act like a wild animal with its own will, jerking,
poking, biting, sliding, thrusting as her clit exploded with jolt after jolt of pleasure.
"UNNnh!" Jim moaned, letting go of her tits and digging his hands into the cushions as
he felt his balls about to explode their jism into her cunt.
"OHHhh, what did you stop for?!" Claudette whined loudly as she felt him steady
himself behind her.
"What's this?" Jim asked. Claudette couldn't believe that he was playing Show-And-Tell
at a time like this. She turned her head around as best she could and saw that Jim was
holding up that big pink dildo Janice had used on her cunt before!
"It's-it's – uh, it's a – well, you know," Claudette stammered. She thought Janice had
cleaned up the apartment. AH she'd done was hide everything under the rug and in the
couches.
"Yes, I do. You use it lately? Smells like cunt juice to me," Jim said as he took a sniff at
it.
"Why does that matter?!" Claudette cried out in frustration. "Let's talk about it later.
Right now, FUCK MEEEE!!"
"Uh-uh!" Jim said, examining the dildo carefully. "Hey, it's got something written on
the bottom." Jim looked more closely at it, then whistled. "I'll be damned! J.B. Janice
Bellows, right?" Jim asked as he took a small lick from the tip.
"All right, yes," Claudette said, backing into his prick and squeezing his cock with her
cunt muscles. She wanted to get him back to his fucking.
"And the juice tastes familiar. It wouldn't be yours, would it, Claudette?"
She flushed red, then nodded her head.
"With Janice the way she is, I'm not surprised. You and she don't have a thing going,
do you?"
"Oh, God, no. It was just an – accident, I swear it. I doubt it'll ever happen again."
Claudette didn't want to tell him about the brothel they were opening up.
"Well, make use of something when you find it, I always say," Jim said as he pulled his
stiff rigid cock out of Claudette's protesting cunt and positioned the dildo just below
her fluttering cunt lips.
"What are you doing?" Claudette asked a little nervously.
"Ever been rammed at both ends?" Jim asked hoarsely. She could feel him playing with
her asshole with his free hand, and had an idea what he was planning.
"Oh, I don't know if I can. I mean, well – oh, God!" Claudette said, hesitating. The
idea sounded fascinating, especially with Jim. But she didn't know if she could take his
cock up her ass without rupturing something.
"Don't worry. I'll be careful," he said, slipping the latex cock into her snatch with a
squish. Claudette gasped and shuddered as she felt her twitching snatch filled again.
"That'll keep your mind off things," Jim said as he lowered his head and started
rimming the puckered brown skin of her asshole with his tongue. At the same time he
turned on the dildo and Claudette's pussy was racked with clit-tingling vibrations.
"NNNNNGH!!" Claudette screamed as she wriggled her ass-cheeks back and forth.
While Jim moved the dildo back and forth in her juicing cunt, he stuck one finger
sharply up her asshole while he trailed his tongue up and down the crack between her
ass-cheeks.
"OHHH, GOOOODDD!!" Claudette cried. Searing bolts of pleasure shot from her
cunt to her asshole, and from her shitter to her pussy in a mutual shuttle train of
ecstasy. Jim continued to probe deeper and deeper into Claudette's bung. She started to
twist and grind her thighs in response both to Jim's finger and the vibrating, buzzing
dildo.
"OH, BABY, YOU'VE GOT ONE HELL OF AN ASS!" Jim cried out as he felt his cock
jerk and bang against Claudette's sweaty buns. "See if you can take this," he warned,
sticking in two more fingers and screwing them deep into Claudette's brownie.
"MY GOD!" Claudette cried out, but she enjoyed every second of it. The vibrations of
the dildo made her cunt like jelly, and her clit was twitching so violently that it took
her mind off the initial pain that came from Jim's ass-stabbing. Eventually the finger
fucking made her pussy vibrate even more furiously.
"Okay, I've had enough of this preliminary shit," Jim said, pulling his fingers out of the
woman's bung with a soft, sucking sound. He massaged the massive cock that stuck out
at a ninety-degree angle from between his legs. Claudette looked back terrified. She
wondered if she could take that cock in her ass, even with the finger-probing he'd given
her.
"I-I don't know if I can take you," she said nervously as she bit her lower lip.
Jim moved his hands from his cock and cupped her buns with them, spreading her
cheeks as far apart as he could.
"Hell, I'm going to feel this all the way," Jim whispered hoarsely as he spat on his
hands, then rubbed them over his purple, spasming cockhead.
"No jelly? No nothing? Just like that? Oh, my God, noo! You can't just fuck me dry!"
Claudette protested, trying to get up off the couch.
Jim held her down, reaching over and sliding the dildo in and out of her quivering
snatch faster and faster as he tongue-bathed her heaving back. Claudette soon forgot
about the prospect of getting ass-fucked and surrendered herself to the vibrating latex
cock.
"I'll be careful," Jim whispered as he wet his cock again with spit until it was dripping.
He grabbed Claudette's thighs and tried to position her so that he could get a good
angle on her quivering asshole.
"GET IT OVER WITH!" Claudette cried anxiously as she moved one of her hands to
the dildo and started jamming it in and out herself. Jim poised for a minute as he stared
at her smooth virgin asshole. His face twitched with passion and anticipation. Then,
unable to wait a second longer, he plunged his massive cock into her twitching bung.
"ARRRGH!! WWWAAAWWWHHH!! UNNNGH!! UNNNGH!! TAKE IT OUT!
OH, MY GOD, TAKE IT OUT!! TAKE IT OUT!!" Claudette screamed as searing bolts
of agony racked her body. Not even the buzzing dildo buried in her juicy snatch took
the pain away this time. She lurched forward, trying to pull free of his assholeembedded 
cock, but Jim held on to her hard, refusing to let go.
"Relax, relax and you'll enjoy it," he kept repeating softly in her ear while he reached
down and started pumping the dildo again.
Relax! she thought to herself, trying to get her ass sphincter muscles to let go. Claudette
had never felt anything like this before. At first she was racked by unmentionable pain.
Her stomach turned violently and even her teeth seemed to rattle when Jim pile-drove
into her tight butt. He didn't move at first, letting her get used to this new feeling. Then
slowly Claudette began to enjoy the sensation of having her asshole stuffed full to the
bursting. Her clit began to swell again and twitch violently. It was incredible, being
fucked in front and back. She thought she had two clits going at the same time when
Jim started hunching his hips slowly back and forth.
"Oh, God!" Claudette moaned low in her throat. Jim began to twist and grind his hips
slowly as he churned the dildo faster and faster in her cunt. "OH, MY GOD!" she
screamed again, moving her ass back in forth in time to Jim's humping as she felt her
clit twitching more furiously. She was going to come. She knew it. She threw her head
back and forth, tossing it spasmodically from left to right in a mindless fury as she felt
the lava-like heat from Jim's pumping dick up her burning ass.
"COME, BABY! OH, BABY, COME!!" Jim cried, slamming his hips harder and harder
against her ass-cheeks. Claudette could feel his balls slapping noisily against her butt as
she felt one violent spasm, then another break out between her legs.
"OHHHH, JEEEESUS! RAM THAT THING HARDER UP MY TWAT!! OH, FUCK
MEEEEEE! FUCK MEEEEE!!" she shrieked as her cunt broke out into a wild, violent
series of contractions.
That was all Jim needed. He could feel the juices boiling in his balls like the steam in an
underground geyser straining to get out. Claudette groaned loudly as his cock sent up
load after load of thick white cum crashing into her shitter.
"OHHHH! ARRRGH!! FUCK MEEEE!! FUCK MEEEE!!! OH, SHITTT!! ARRRGH!!
ARRRGH!!! WAAAWWWWAAAHHHH!!" Claudette screamed as a fresh torrent of
cunt juice oozed out from between her spasming twatlips. She felt Jim thrashing and
twisting behind her as wad after wad of hot jizz filled her ass.
Jim was shaking all over and his breath was uneven. Claudette relaxed a bit as cum
leaked out of her asshole and cunt juice trickled down her legs.
"Ohhhhh, my God!" Claudette was finally able to say. "You were right, I've never felt
anything so good in my life."
Jim reached down and pulled the dildo out of Claudette's wet pussy and turned it off.
"That thing was getting on my nerves," he said, throwing the glistening latex cock in
the corner of the living room.
"Maybe so, but it felt fantastic up my pussy," Claudette said, backing up into Jim's
crotch and squeezing her ass-cheeks together. It was a stange feeling having that cock
up her ass now. She felt as though she was trying to take a shit, but couldn't quite get it
all out of her ass.
"Hey! Squeeze that thing any more and you'll tear my cock off," Jim said jokingly as he
pulled free of her shitter.
"UNNnngh!" Claudette said, shuddering. She felt a hot flash bolt through her body
from her asshole as he yanked his cock free. "You're gonna have a hard time topping
that one!"
"Oh, I've got a few tricks up my sleeve," Jim said, as he winked at her and climbed off
the couch.
Claudette sat down on the couch and ran her fingers absently over her cunt lips as she
watched Jim wipe his cock off with one of the kitchen towels.
"I'm just in town for tonight," he said, tossing the towel onto the couch, then sitting
down next to her.
"Going out on a flight tomorrow?"
"Not exactly. The International Pilots Association is having a convention up in San
Francisco for the next three days. Since I'm planning to make flying my career, I
thought it might be a good idea if I went along with Cal Graham."
The Octopus, Claudette thought to herself as she snuggled up to Jim.
"But when I get back, I'll have some new games to play with you." Claudette smiled,
thinking that she might have a few new ones to play herself.
They took a shower together, smearing soapy lather over each other's bodies until they
were horny all over again. Jim paid particular attention to Claudette's violated asshole.
At first she thought that the fucking would have made it tender. Instead, to her surprise
she found out that it made it sensitive for another fucking. Jim turned off the water and
pushed Claudette out of the shower enclosure. He dried his cock and her cunt with a
large blue bath towel and told her to bend forward.
"Oh, God, not again," she complained, really looking forward to the ass-screwing. This
time he used Vaseline up her shitter while he stuck his fingers up her cunt, grabbing
her erect clit between his thumb and right forefinger and strumming away until she was
thrashing and whining and whimpering in his arms. Jim thought she was going to slip
to the floor as he fired another hot load of jism up her ass.
"Christ! I didn't know you were an ass-freak!" Claudette said as she turned on the
shower again and rinsed off. Jim washed his fingers in the sink and turned towards her
and smiled.
"You bring out the best in me, baby!"
"Hey, anybody home?" Janice called out from the living room.
"Christ, she's not supposed to be back for hours!" Claudette hissed as she drew the
shower curtains closed.
"We're in here," Jim said.
"Oh, God, why did you have to say that?" Claudette groaned from the shower stall.
"If she doesn't know what's going on now, she needs a good eye doctor as well as a
psychiatrist," Jim said as he threw a towel around his groin and strolled out into the
living room. Janice met him at the doorway with his shirt and pants in her hands.
"I think these are yours," she said, smiling.
"I thought you were supposed to be at the movies."
"Too long a line, so I stopped off for a late-night dinner before I came back." She
peered into the bathroom and saw that Claudette was still in the shower. "I see that I
timed it about right."
"I'll be going in a few minutes," Jim said, taking his shirt and pants and walking back
into the bathroom, closing the door.
Janice walked back into the living room and saw her dildo lying in one corner. She
picked it up, sniffed at it, then smiled as she stuffed it in her purse.
"See you in three days, hon," Jim said as he appeared in the doorway again.
"Parting is such sweet sorrow," Janice said as Jim passed her.
"I'm gonna miss her," Jim said as he opened the front door.
"I'll bet you will! You're going up to San Francisco with Cal Graham. I heard him on
the company phone today, lining up a stable of broads for the two of you. I hope you've
got enough time to attend the meetings at the convention."
Jim smiled at her, then flipped the finger at her before slamming the door shut. Janice
laughed loudly as Claudette entered the room toweling her hair dry.
"What's so funny?" Claudette asked as she pulled her robe tightly around her. She felt
nervous whenever Janice was around.
"Nothing. Nothing. Now, sit down and let's start talking about business. Your brother
won't be able to start helping us until he gets back to Cheyenne."
"I guess so."
"So, tomorrow, I want you on my flight. Old lady Alpizar will be thrilled that you're
giving up part of your vacation to help out. She's short-handed, especially on the Las
Vegas run. We ought to pick up a couple of hot numbers on there by tomorrow night."
"Tomorrow night?" It sounded so soon. She'd just gotten used to the idea of running a
cat house.
"What else did you have planned – the opera? Come on, kid, the sooner we get going
in this thing, the sooner we start making some money and the sooner we can get out of
it. What do you say?"
"Oh, all right. I'm not doing much anyway with Jim out of town. I guess Art'll be
spending the rest of his time with Sharon before they go back home."
"That's the spirit. Now call that old bitch and tell her you want the morning Vegas run.
That'll put you on my flight."
Claudette called Mrs. Alpizar, who was thrilled to put her on the Vegas run. As she
talked to her supervisor, Claudette had the uneasy feeling that she was getting into
something that might end up destroying them all.


Chapter 8

Janice told her to wear her old uniform, the one that was so tight that her tits almost
spilled completely out of the top. Claudette walked through the airport terminal
conscious of all the stares at her tits and well-exposed thighs. She knew that the men
were mentally undressing her, running their fingers over her firm tits and up her
creamy thighs until they buried them in her bushy pussy hair.
"Christ, all these guys would slip their cocks up your cunt or in your ass if you so much
as bent down to tie your shoes," Janice whispered in her ear as they walked down the
jetway to their flight.
"Well, to work," Claudette said, smiling weakly at the redhead. She greeted the
passengers now with a new smile – a "come on up and fuck me sometime" smile that
she hoped would get results. It did – all the wrong kind. All the way to Vegas she was
pinched and groped in every possible spot on her body. But she got no propositions
about a fucking spree.
"These farts want a free feel, but back off when I suggest something else," Claudette
said disappointedly.
"Take your time. It's a morning flight. I didn't expect anything this early. The early
evening flight today's the one I think we'll get some action on," Janice whispered back
as she sauntered down the aisle to the forward cabin. Claudette watched as Janice's ass
got the same workout hers did.
After their flight landed, Claudette and Janice wandered around the Strip talking about
their new business enterprise.
"What about S&M freaks?" Claudette said a little nervously. She'd never gotten
involved with anything heavier than a little slapping and, of course, Jim's ass-fucking.
But she didn't think that qualified her for dealing with S&M lovers.
"I'll take care of them at first," Janice said. "I've done some of that in the past. In fact,
I've got some equipment in my suitcase. Not much – the usual leather bra, panties and
whip."
"My God! Sounds like you've got the whole outfit."
"Wait until you see what some of these weirdoes like, honey. But more of that later.
Come on, we've been relaxing too long here, and we've got to get ready for the flight
back to L. A."
Claudette glanced at her wristwatch and saw that it was almost four o'clock. The time
flew by so fast, and now here she was, just about to start her career in hooking.
"Next time, wear a pair of crotchless panties," Janice said as they entered the airport.
"That way the old broads think you're wearing something underneath that short
uniform, but the men'll get a surprise when they slip their hands up."
Claudette wondered if this was Janice's first time in the business. She seemed awfully
knowledgeable about how to go hooking for men.
When Claudette walked through the waiting lounge with Janice to the plane, she
looked over the passengers. Most of them were men, and most looked like the young
executive type. She saw one or two who were particularly handsome, and hoped that
they'd try to pick her up on the flight.
She wasn't disappointed. One of them, Mike Morris, was traveling with an older man,
Joe Stein. Mike did most of the talking while Joe sat there with his tongue hanging out
like a spaniel.
"Say, you girls don't – well, you know, do things later on, do you?" Joe asked, arching
his eyebrows as he stared hard at Claudette's bulging tits while he ran his fingers lightly
over her trembling thighs.
She was standing next to his seat. She turned and faced him, throwing her twat as close
to his face as possible without trying to attract attention. It was easy for her to let the
cunt juice flow, especially when she looked at the young man's ruggedly handsome face
and the bulge growing between his legs.
"Well, that all depends. The pay a stew gets doesn't do much for her, you know, for
entertainment."
Mike whistled and drew his hand away. It was obvious that he wasn't willing to pay for
her cunt. But Joe nudged him hard in the side and whispered something in his ear. The
younger man listened, then shrugged his shoulders. Claudette guessed that the older
man wanted Mike to ask her to go to bed with him.
"My friend is, well, willing to give you a gift if you'll go home with him," Mike said
quietly.
"I don't fly solo," Claudette said, amazed that hooking was so easy. She'd never
dreamed she could barter like this.
"What do you mean?" Mike asked suspiciously.
"The other stew, Janice, goes in with the deal." Claudette looked around and saw the
redhead in the rear kitchen looking at her. She motioned with her hands that they
wanted fifty apiece for the bedroom.
"Okay, how much?" Mike said a little disgustedly.
"Fifty each – and in advance."
"Holy shit! What the fuck do you two do?" Mike almost cried out.
"Anything your heart desires, and as long as your cock lasts," Claudette said, licking her
lower lip slowly with her tongue as she ground her snatch almost in Mike's face. She
knew he could smell the cunt juice seeping out from between her twatlips. He was
reconsidering his own refusal. Joe, she knew, was in the bag. He bobbed his head back
and forth, looking at Claudette first, then at Janice, trying to decide which one he
wanted to fuck first.
"Okay, okay," Mike panted, rubbing his cock to keep it from poking through his pants.
"Where do we go?"
"We've got a place, rent-free. Just follow us out. I've got my car parked at the airport."
Claudette left the two men counting their coins between them as she walked back to
the rear kitchen.
"We've got two live ones," she said to Janice. "The young one's cute, but the older one's
kind of a creep," Janice said as she peeked at Joe and Mike again.
"Don't knock the sugar daddy. He's the one who convinced Mike to take us in the first
place."
"How much did you get?"
"Fifty apiece, just like you signaled."
Janice smiled and gave Claudette a hug.
"You'll be a pro yet, kid," she said as she started pouring drinks for the passengers.
"Now let's hurry up and get the snacks served so we can figure out our strategy at
home."
"Strategy?" Claudette asked.
"Sure. You know, the come-on, just how we approach them, and all that shit. After all,
if we're good, word'll get around and we won't have to go out looking for people –
they'll come to us."
Claudette saw the wisdom in Janice's reasoning and helped her with the drinks so they
could talk business.

* * *

"Okay, girls, we really expect some action," Mike said as they reached the front door of
Claudette's apartment. The two men were busily rubbing their crotches as Claudette
opened the door and walked in.
"I want this one first," Joe cried out, jumping on her and knocking her to the floor.
Claudette tried to fight him off, then remembered that he'd paid for the privilege of
doing whatever he wanted to.
"Oh, yeah, daddy," she moaned, pretending that she liked the feel of his thick, rubbery
lips sliding up and down her throat while his pudgy fingers grabbed at her tits.
"Looks like he's gonna shoot before he even gets his pants off," Mike said as he closed
and locked the door behind him.
"MMMmmmmmgbfh!" the fat little man moaned as he wedged his knees between
Claudette's legs and fumbled for his zipper. She prayed that he was so anxious that he'd
blow his wad before he had a chance to slip it in her snatch.
"Hey, Joe, come on! You keep doing that and you've blown fifty bucks out the
window."
"Yeah, I guess you're right. Okay, I'll take it easy," the fat man wheezed, getting up and
pulling Claudette roughly to her feet.
"Come on – the bedroom's a lot more comfortable for this," Janice said suggestively as
she unbuttoned her blouse and unsnapped her bra with one movement.
"JEEEZ!" Joe cried out, running over to the redhead and clamping his lips to her
nipple.
"UNNNGH!!" Janice cried out in pain. "Don't bite – just suck at it, baby."
"Come on," Mike said urgently to Claudette, slipping his hands under her dress and
pulling down her panties. She felt his fingers wander up and down her ass-cheeks.
"UNNngh! ARRRGH!!" she cried out as his hands traveled up to her trembling snatch
and dipped into her juicing hole.
"Shit! You're really hot, aren't you? Hey, Joe, looks like we're gonna get our money's
worth," Mike said as he took off his suit coat and shirt.
"Hurry up," Claudette moaned, half in earnest as she unzipped her uniform and let it
fall to the ground. Her tits fell free and bounced invitingly on her chest while she
stepped out of her shoes and panties and flounced to the bedroom.
"Right behind you," Mike said as he unzipped his pants and freed his jerking cock.
Claudette looked over her shoulder and saw his broad body hurtling towards her. She
turned around just in time to catch him in her arms.
"MMMMMMGH!" she cried out, grinding her puffy cunt lips against his erect cock
while she felt his hairy chest scrape deliciously over her taut nipples.
"Let's hit the sack," Mike said, pushing her backward until she fell into the bed. "That's
the girl," he said, kneeling between her spread legs and burying his face in her cunt.
"UNNNNNGH!!" Claudette cried out, lifting up her legs and placing her heels on his
shoulders to give the man more room. She looked up and saw that the fat man was
taking Janice on in the doorway. The redhead had her legs flailing wildly in the air
while she moaned as he fucked wildly.
"Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah, Joe. Oh, God, fill me up. Oh, shit, jam that prick of yours up my
twat," Janice said as she panted heavily. Claudette thought the girl deserved an Oscar
for her act. She couldn't possibly imagine anybody getting turned on by that fat little
man. Mike, on the other hand, was doing his best with his tongue to push her over the
edge – and succeeding. She felt her clit swell and quiver wildly as his tongue darted in
and out of her juicing cunt.
"UNNNGH! UNNNGH!! WWWAWWHHH!! OH, FUCKIN' GOD, OH JEEEESUS,
I'M COMING!! OH, GOD, I'M COMING!!!" Claudette screamed, hunching her hips
up and impaling her thighs on the man's stabbing tongue as she felt a wild series of
contractions rack her cunt.
"You little bitch," Mike whispered hoarsely as he pulled away from her crotch and
threw her roughly on the bed. Her cunt continued to spasm as he dove between her
legs and buried his stiff prick between her swollen pussy lips.
"UNNNngh!" Claudette moaned as she felt another series of contractions tear through
her snatch as Mike pile drove his cock in and out of her hot, wet gash.
"UNNGH! UNNGH!!" Mike groaned, pumping away at her like a wild piston.
Claudette tossed her head from side to side as she felt him begin to fire his load up her
snatch. "ARRRGH!! OH, FUCKIN' SHIT, I'M SHOOTIN'!!!"
"OH, JEEEsus!" Claudette moaned as the feel of his steaming jism against her sensitive,
fluttering cunt walls set off another series of orgasmic contractions that racked her
snatch. The two of them bucked and heaved to the sounds of groans and squishes of
sliding, sweaty skin.
"Christ! You're a fantastic fuck!" Mike said approvingly. Claudette knew she should
have felt flattered, but there was something about his tone of voice that made her feel
like a piece of meat. Well, that was what he had bought.
"OHHH, YEAH! OH, YEAAAHH!!" she heard Joe scream in the corner of the room.
She looked up and saw that somehow he and Janice had scooted across the floor and
were banging away in the far corner of the bedroom. Janice was digging her head into
the floor and her nails into the fat man's back while he slammed his flabby groin harder
and harder against her pussy.
"GIVE IT TO ME, DADDY! SHOVE IT IN ME DEEPER, YOU BASTARD!! MAKE
ME POP OFF!! OH, GOOOOOD!! OH, THAT FEELS SO GOOD! FUCK ME!!
FUCK MEEEE!!!" Janice wailed wildly as she thrashed and writhed under Joe's body.
Christ, what an actress, Claudette thought to herself as she heard Joe's pre-orgasmic
wheezing. He groaned, tossed his head up and down and sounded like a braying jackass
as he fired his pitiful load of jism into the redhead's twat.
"Wow! That was fantastic for starters!" Joe said as he pulled his puny cock out of
Janice's pussy. Claudette felt sorry for Janice. But the girl didn't look disgusted at all. In
fact, she kept smiling at the fat man while she rubbed her puffy cunt lips with the cum
that leaked out of her snatch.
"Mmmmmmm, you're good – you know, you're really good," Janice crooned as she
continued to massage her twat. Claudette saw how the redhead's lies were working on
Joe. He walked around the room like some kind of puffed-up Tarzan. She expected him
to jump on the bed and beat his chest like some kind of Great White Father. Well, her
screams and groans weren't fake. Mike really turned her on, and she hoped that if they
were going to go another round with these two, she'd have the young one.
"You girls do anything else?" Joe asked, sitting next to Claudette on the bed.
"Like what?" she asked nervously. She knew her mother was right about fat little old
men.
"Well, I mean some kinky things, you know," Joe said leeringly, running his fingers up
and down her sweaty and juice-stained thighs.
Claudette looked around at Janice for guidance.
"Well, that just depends on what your pleasure is. Claudette here does a number with
dogs if you like."
Claudette wanted to land a fist right in Janice's mouth, but instead smiled at her. She
saw Mike flash her a look of surprise, and then a smile.
"You know, I don't think I've ever seen a broad make it with a dog before – except in
the movies."
"Shit, it's fantastic," Joe said. Claudette might have known. If anybody would have seen
something like that, it would have been him. "In fact, in Tiajuana I once saw a girl take
on a donkey! Jeeeeeesus, you wouldn't have believed it!"
"Okay, let's see her do the dog bit. But first let's change partners. I'll take the redhead
this time, and you can make it with this one."
Claudette ground her teeth together, then turned around and smiled at Joe.
Christ, I hope he doesn't want to fuck me, she thought as she looked at his fat,
wrinkled body.
"Come on," Joe said as he came up to the foot of the bed and scratched his balls. This
was the first time she really took a good look at him. His crotch was covered with gray
hairs and was sweating heavily. He appeared to be in his earlier fifties, though he could
have been much older.
"What do you want?" Claudette said, trying to be as sexy and pleasant as possible.
"Jeeeeeez, I don't think I can go through another fuck again. Why don't you suck me
off while I watch Mike screw the redhead."
Claudette sighed in relief. At least her cunt would be spared his cock.
"Oh, baby," she heard Mike moan. As she sank to her knees in front of Joe's sagging
cock, Claudette turned around and saw Mike's head buried between Janice's legs. She
could hear the slurping sounds as his tongue darted in and out of the redhead's slick
gash. Janice was thrashing around again. This time Claudette was pretty sure that the
girl wasn't putting on an act.
"AAAARGHHH!! OHHH, BITE MY TITS!! SUCK MY CLIT!!" the redhead cried as
Mike slid his mouth up to her nipples, then back down to her snatch.
Claudette sighed and took the fat man's cock between two fingers of her right hand.
"Ohhh, that feels gooooood!" Joe said, closing his eyes and rolling his balding head
from side to side. "I want to sit down for this one," he said as he landed on the bed and
spread apart his legs.
Janice and Mike were thrashing around on the other end of the bed, but didn't seem to
mind Joe's presence.
"Fine with me," she said as she pushed the foreskin back with her thumb. His cockhead
was ruddy and glistening with sweat as Claudette bent her head down to take it in her
mouth. She didn't particularly like the idea of shoving it between her lips, but after all,
he'd paid her fifty dollars and she was supposed to give him a "good" time.
She opened her lips and poised her tongue for action. Her head moved forward, her
mouth sliding over his cockhead, then closing around the cap. She tightened her lips
and started applying suction, digging her lower teeth gently into his prick sensitive
underside.
"UNNNGH!! ARRRRRGH!! OH, JEEEEEESUS, Y-Y-YOU'RE FANTASTIC! AAAAAAAH!! OH, KEEP IT UP!!" 
Joe cried, heaving his fat ass off the mattress and
jabbing his cock deeper into Claudette's sucking mouth.
She applied more suction. A droplet of cum spilled from his piss-slit and landed on her
tongue. She opened her mouth wider now and moved her right hand farther back on
his cock. She pushed forward with her mouth and swallowed his entire prick. It wasn't
that difficult. The only thing particularly big about Joe was his ass and belly. In seconds
Claudette was rubbing her lips against his hairy groin.
"WOOOW!! UNNGH!! AAAAH, THAT'S GREAT!!" Joe shrieked as he reached over
to squeeze one of Janice's tiny tits. The redhead had just thrown up her legs and taken
Mike into her snatch. She was squeezing her left tit to relieve the ache in her nipple –
Joe was helping her with her left.
"Wow, look at her!" Joe said. Claudette lifted her head a little and watched Janice
writhe and twist on her back, hunching her hips up to the plunging cock. Claudette
could hear the wet, sucking sounds of Mike's prick in Janice's violated snatch.
"Mike!" the redhead shrieked. "Oh, GOD, BABY! POUND THAT CUNT!!
GNNNNNNUGH! OH, SHIT, I'VE NEVER ENJOYED FUCKING AS MUCH AS
THIS! OH, GOD!! CRAM IT IN!! AAAGGGHHH!!!"
Mike grunted as he speared his long shaft in and out of the woman's juicing fuck hole.
His groin slammed against Janice's juice-matted pussy as he stabbed his cock in her
hole again and again.
"Don't stop," Joe pleaded, turning to her again. Claudette went back to work and
noticed that his prick was becoming rigid now, pressing against the roof of her mouth.
As she swirled her tongue around the cockhead, she swore that it was growing even
larger. She slid her tongue back and forth along his prick's underside, stroking the skin
and searching for the rope-like veins.
"UNNNNngh!" Joe moaned. Claudette was getting a little tired of sucking the old man.
She decided to hurry him up a little by reaching up and gently grabbing his balls. She
felt her fingers close around the heavy fuck sacs, then she squeezed them.
"WOOOOOOEEEEE!!"
Claudette smiled to herself as she continued to squeeze his balls. She slid one hand
back to his asshole and started playing with the hairs around his brown puckered
shitter to get him going.
"UNNGH! UNNNNGH!! UNNNGH!!!"
Joe was getting louder now. He liked her all right. She sucked harder, pushing the
foreskin back and forth with her tongue as she felt him digging his fingernails into her
scalp and slamming his cock against the back of her throat.
"WAAAWWWWH!! ARRRGH!!!" Joe screamed as he started firing his cum into
Claudette's mouth. She felt it slam against the back of her throat and slide down to her
belly.
"UNNNNGH! UNNNGH!! UNNNNGH!!!" Claudette heard Janice cry out. "OH,
SHIT, YOUR DICK!! I LOVE IT!!" she shrieked, locking her ankles and slamming her
groin against his crotch.
"Oh, God!" Mike gasped as he reached down and covered her tits with his hands. He
started squeezing them as he pumped his twitching cock faster and faster in and out of
her cunt until Claudette thought he was going to pound the girl right into the bed.
"FUCK ME!" Janice screamed. "FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!! OH, GOD, I
CAN DO IT FOREVER!! OH, JEEEEESUS, ARRRGH!!!"
Claudette arched her eyebrows as she swallowed the last bit of cum from Joe's cock and
tried to keep from gagging as she rose to her feet and watched Mike fuck her friend.
She felt her pussy grow hot as she watched the muscular man's prick jam into Janice's
snatch.
"OHHHHHH, GOD!! I'M COMING! FUCK MEEEEE!! AAAGGGHHH!!" Janice
screamed as she threw out her hands and clenched the sheet tightly with her fingers.
"UNNngh!" Mike groaned in response as he fired his jism into her squishing pussy.
The two of them thrashed and bucked for what seemed like hours before the last squirt
of cum shot through Mike's pulsating cockhead.
"Whew! It's hard to tell who's the better fuck – you or your friend," Mike said as he
pulled out of Janice and went to the bathroom to wipe off.
"What about the dogs?" Joe asked, looking around excitedly. Claudette looked at Janice,
and Janice looked back, shrugging.
"You want dogs, we'll give you dogs," the redhead said as she walked to the kitchen and
opened the back door.


Chapter 9

"Hey, Claudette, look what I've found!" Janice called from the kitchen. Claudette
turned around and saw Jason prance in with another dog.
"Two of them!" Joe cried happily as he rubbed his cock and balls excitedly.
"That's old Mrs. Grayson's Labrador," Claudette said, reaching up and scratching the
animal's hair with her right hand. "You know, I've been wanting to get this dog up my
snatch, but could never get him alone. Looks like he's pals with Jason."
"Come on, come on," Mike said impatiently. "If we're going to get a show, let's not
take all night."
"Janice, you take Jason. I'll take care of Sparky here," Claudette said as she spread her
feet wide apart and thrust her exposed pussy at the dog.
Sparky was unsure what he was supposed to do. His ears jerked back and vibrated with
interest when he caught the scent of her pungent-smelling cunt juice.
"Come on, boy, come on and have a hot meal," Claudette urged in a low, tense voice.
The others in the room kept quiet, not wanting to distract the dog until he started in on
Claudette.
Sparky answered her command and inched closer, then sat back on his haunches and
looked up expectantly. Claudette edged closer to the Labrador. She positioned her
overheated snatch just in front of Sparky's nose and waited for him to put two and two
together.
"Not such a smart dog," Joe whispered to Janice while he jerked his flaccid cock wildy
back and forth.
"Shhhhhh! Just watch a few more minutes," Janice urged.
"Ohhhhh, hurry up, boy," Claudette moaned. It didn't take him long to get hold of the
odor of her hot, juicing cunt. He shoved his big snout against her box. Claudette
quivered and shrank back slightly when she felt his cold nose against her puffy, hot
cunt lips. Then she pushed back against his muzzle. The Labrador whined deep in his
throat as he burrowed deeper and deeper into her hot, soaking crotch.
"AGGGH!! OOOH, JEEEEESUS!!" she groaned, thrusting and grinding her thighs
against him as he started licking her snatch with his hot, wet tongue. "Unnngh, eat me
out, you son-of-a-bitch! Oh, God! OHHH, ARRRGH!!"
Claudette shuddered as the dog tongued her entire cunt, licking her clit, labia and
asshole almost at the same time.
"Come on, it's your turn now," Mike said to Janice.
"I won't have any trouble with this one," she said as she walked over to the bed and sat
down on the edge. She spread her legs and rubbed her swollen pussylips with her right
hand. "Come on, Jason, you've got another cunt to lick."
"No, I want to see a fuck!" Joe insisted. Janice sighed and climbed on the bed, twisting
about until she was in a kneeling position. She brought her ass high in the air and
waited for Jason to get the message. There wasn't much hesitation. He climbed up on to
her body and slammed his unsheathed rod easily into her cunt. Janice reached back and
began fingering her clit and her pussylips as Jason began humping his cock into her
slick cunt.
"Hey, get on the bed next to her," Joe said to Claudette. She opened her eyes, having
forgotten that she was in a room with people watching her getting licked off by a dog.
She was beginning to feel a big, rising come in her belly and was relaxing to enjoy it
when she heard Joe's whining order.
"Okay," she said as she pulled away from the licking Labrador and jumped on the bed.
"Easy, girl, you'll knock Jason out of my snatch," Janice panted as she finger-fucked
herself steadily. She wanted to bring herself off again as quickly as possible. Her fingers
were slippery with cunt juice and slid easily over her clit.
"You, too. I want to see both of you getting fucked by the dogs," Joe insisted.
"The customer's always right," Janice hissed between her teeth as she motioned to
Claudette to climb up on her knees and face her.
"Up, Sparky, up," Claudette commanded, wriggling her ass in the air like a flag. The
Labrador hopped up on her shoulders and jabbed his jerking cock against her asscheeks 
excitedly. Claudette reached back and gripped the dog's prick gently with her
fingers, bringing its red hot tip against her puffy cunt lips and guiding it into her fuck
hole.
"Jesus, if we only had a camera!" Joe whined as he stroked his stiff cock faster and
faster. Even Mike was getting excited watching Janice and Claudette getting humped by
these two animals.
"OHHHHHhhh!" Claudette groaned as she felt Sparky's large, knotty prick slide
between her quivering cunt lips and down deep into her fuck tunnel. She felt his hairy
balls slap against her ass-cheeks and his hot, furry belly tremble against her back. She
knew that he was too excited and was just about to shoot his cum into her snatch.
"OHHHHH, EAT MEEEE!!" Joe screamed, running up to Janice and flaunting his
stubby, hard cock in her face. She opened her mouth automatically and swallowed the
fat man's prick while she swirled her ass on the Setter's plunging pecker.
"WHOOOOOEEEEYYY!! UNNNNNGH!! OH, SHIT! OH, FUCK!! OH, JEEESUS!!!"
Joe kept on crying out as he hunched his flabby thighs back and forth. His eyes glazed
over as he watched the woman who was sucking him off get screwed by the panting
Setter.
"Oh, God," Mike said as he walked up to Claudette and rubbed his prick against her
face. When she turned her head to see what was brushing against her, she found herself
face to face with a pulsating, purple, cum-dripping cockhead.
"Take it," he moaned hoarsely, jamming the hot, spasming knob against her lips.
"MMMMmmmmmghhhfff!" Claudette moaned as she opened her mouth and took in
his long, jerking cock. Her head bobbed back and forth as she felt Sparky's knotty prick
inside her cunt.
"Look at those dogs!" Joe panted as he dug his fingers into Janice's scalp. "I think
they're gonna pop off."
"I don't know about them, but I'm mighty close," Mike said as he slammed his hips
faster and faster against Claudette's face.
Janice moaned eagerly as she felt Jason's body quivering against hers. She moved her
fingers more rapidly against her clit, and her short, rasping breathing indicated that she
was as close to climax as the dog.
"She's popping off! OH, MY GOD!!" Joe screamed, closing his eyes and grinding his
crotch against the redhead's face.
"MMMMmghffff!" Janice moaned, feeling the fat man's cum splatter on her teeth. At
the same time she held her ass high in the air, letting the dog piston his spasming cock
in and out of her cunt. Jason growled loudly as he fired his first wad of cum into her
cunt. That was all Janice needed. She felt her cunt tremble, then explode violently in
orgasm.
"ARRRGGGHHH!!" she screamed, spitting out Joe's cock and tossing her head from
side to side in excitement as her pussy spasmed uncontrollably. She felt a mixture of
doggie cum and cunt juice leak out from her snatch and ooze down her leg to the
sweaty sheets underneath her widely splayed knees.
Mike crashed his thighs against Claudette's cheeks and blew his load hard into her
throat. She sucked as hard as she could, milking his cock with her lips as she felt her
clit swell, tremble, then vibrate furiously as her twat broke out into one magnificent
come. At the same time Sparky's body shook violently and the Labrador growled as he
hunched his spurting prick deep into Claudette's juicing cunt.
"UNNNNNnngh!" the woman groaned, swallowing the heavy load of jism that didn't
seem to stop coming from Mike's spasming cock while she contracted her cunt muscles,
milking as much of the dog's cum from his balls as she could.
Claudette slumped over onto her side when the Labrador jumped off the bed. Mike
continued to stand by the bed, milking his flaccid cock slowly as he looked at her.
"Jesus, you girls are really something! You'll do just about anything for a buck."
Claudette thought she detected something like disgust in his voice. For the first time
she was a little ashamed of taking money for something she enjoyed doing.
"Don't complain," Janice said, getting up and wiping Joe's cum from her lips. "You
think your girl friend or wife'll do any of this shit? Come on, most of them don't even
like to roll over on their backs and toss their legs in the air."
"She's right," Joe admitted. "Florence won't even let me fuck her more than once a
week. Then she sort of lays there like a wet piece of meat or something."
"See? So we provide a service just as important as a hospital or mental clinic. We make
life a little better and more interesting for people like you," Janice said, smiling as she
walked over to the bathroom and rinsed out her mouth.
"That's one way of looking at it," Mike said as he started dressing in the corner of the
bedroom.
"Now, about the money," Janice said, walking out of the bathroom.
"Fifty each," Joe said, diving into his wallet and pulling out five twenties and handing
them to Janice.
"Great! Now, anytime you boys want to come back, here's our phone number. And if
you've got any friends, just tell them about our service," Janice said, running her fingers
up and down the fat man's cock.
"Christ, I'll be back here in a few days," he said as he fumbled with his pants.
"Anything you want to do anytime we can make it. Just call to make sure we're in.
We're working girls, too," Janice said, winking at the two men as they walked out the
front door.
"Well, how do you think we did?" Claudette asked as she toweled off her cunt.
"Fantastic! For a couple of girls just starting off hooking we made a pretty good kill. But
I think we let them away cheap. Something like we did ought to have cost them at least
a hundred apiece, if not a little more. I've got to hit the streets and check what the
going price is for all these little acts."
"What I like is that I can have fun and make a little cash out of it," Claudette said,
picking up Janice's bra and blouse. "Just as long as we don't get too many customers
like Joe, I'll be fine."
"We can't be all that choosy. After all, they're the ones usually with the cash."
Claudette sighed and wondered how often the fat little man would be buzzing around
the apartment.

* * *

The day Jim came home, both Janice and Claudette had just finished two customers
that afternoon. Both of them were friends of Joe's, and each one looked like a carbon
copy of the fat little man. One enjoyed being tied up while one of the girls sat on his
face, nearly smothering him with her cunt.
The other was a shit freak. He wanted Claudette to shit on a dinner plate, then feed it
to him. She nearly threw up on his face when he told her what he wanted her to do.
Even Janice raised her eyebrows when she heard him.
"You're kidding!" Claudette said, backing away from the little man.
"I thought you said you'd do anything for a price," he said, looking disappointed.
"Y-Yessss, I guess so, but – but this?" Claudette stammered.
"Look, I'll pay you anything. I'll pay you a hundred dollars more to shit and feed it to
me!" he said desperately. Claudette looked at his pudgy white face and wanted to bury
her fist in it.
"Look. I'm all stopped up!" Claudette said, hoping that that would discourage him.
"You've got some mineral oil?"
"Well, I guess so. In the bathroom cabinet."
That's all the man needed. He trotted off to the bathroom, then came back with the
bottle in one hand and a spoon in the other.
"I found this next to the bottle," he said, winking slyly at her. "Here, try some of this,"
he told her, handing her the spoon and the bottle. "A couple of spoonfuls should do it."
Claudette swallowed four teaspoons of the oil.
"My God!" he cried excitedly. Even Janice looked at her friend in disbelief.
"Well, I want it to work as fast as it can." She wanted to get it over with, although she
knew that he thought she wanted to shit on him as soon as possible.
"Wow!" he said, almost jumping up and down and licking his lips in excitement. "I
want to lick your ass while you start shitting. Come on, bend over."
Claudette put her hands on her knees and bent over as she felt the fat man's tongue
slide up and down her crotch, poking insistently into her shithole.
"Hurry up," he cried excitedly as he dug his tongue farther and farther into her asshole.
"Oh, God, it's coming!" she cried, feeling her shit sliding down her bowels towards her
hole.
The little man smacked his lips hard and positioned his mouth just under her shitchute.
"Don't you want a plate?" Claudette asked, still trying to believe that this was
happening to her.
"I'll take it raw," he said, grabbing her ass and sticking his tongue up her bung again.
Claudette closed her eyes and stopped up her ears as the fat man had his dinner.
Joe came back the same day his shit-eating friend left. Claudette didn't want to spend
too much time with him. Jim was coming back in the late afternoon, and she didn't
want any more fucking or sucking with anyone else. She told him she had her period,
but Janice would take care of him. As she was dressing, she heard him say that he
wanted to see her suck off Jason.
"Suck off the dog? Wouldn't you rather have me take care of you, daddy?"
"You will. I'm gonna fuck you while you blow the Setter – all right, honey?"
Claudette had to see this one. She opened the bedroom door a crack and watched as
Janice got down on her back on the living-room floor and slid under the Setter's
muscular haunches. Claudette thanked God that Art let her keep the dog after he left
for Cheyenne. Jason was a little money-maker.
"Okay, start blowing him!" Joe ordered, stroking his cock hard and sticking his ringer
into her snatch.
Janice pretended to get excited by his clumsy finger-fucking while she raised her head
up and slipped her lips around the dog's long, glistening red prick.
"MMMmmmm!" Janice groaned, bobbing her head up and down, sliding her mouth on
the Setter's jerking prick while she reached up and cupped his furry balls in her hands.
She rolled his fuck sacs from side to side as the dog jerked and whined desperately.
"Okay, let me fuck you!" Joe asked almost politely as he knelt down on the floor and
slipped his hands under the redhead's ass-cheeks. He aimed his stubby hard cock at the
exposed hairy hole and dove in while Janice groaned loudly.
She's probably having more fun with the dog than with him, Claudette thought as she
slipped her right hand under her skirt and started rubbing her swollen clit.
"Wow, suck that mother-fucker! Suck him good!" Joe moaned as Janice swirled her
tongue up over the panting Setter's cock. It glistened with her spit as she moved her
tongue around to the dog's pointed cockhead. Around and around her tongue went,
teasing and poking at Jason's prick as the fat man continued to drive his stubby cock
into her juicing cunt. He thought that his fucking was exciting her – but it was Jason's
jerking cock buried in her mouth that was turning the redhead on. Joe was just
something bothering her at the other end.
"UNNNNGH!! ARRRRGHHHH!!!" Joe screamed, stiffening his back and slamming
his flabby thighs against Janice's ass as he started shooting his load into her cunt.
"MMMMmmmmmfffgh!" Janice moaned with her full mouth. Rivulets of doggie cum
oozed out from between her lips. Claudette felt her clit quiver as she guessed that the
dog had just shot his load into her friend's sucking throat.
"Wow! Wow!" Joe kept repeating. Claudette wondered if he knew any other words.
"Well, kids. I'm off," Claudette said as she walked out to the living room.
"Are you sure you can't–" Joe started.
"Positive. I'll just leave you two to do whatever you want. I'll be back later this
evening," she said to Janice. Just as she was walking out of the apartment, she heard Joe
whisper something to the redhead. Claudette turned around and saw her friend smile
strangely as she listened to the fat man.
Claudette assumed it was another perverted little trick he had planned for her. Well,
she was glad she was out of it for the day. She hopped in her car and drove out to the
airport.
Jim's plane was on time. She saw him run up the jetway to her, and couldn't help
marveling at what had happened to her since the time she saw him off at the same gate
only a few days ago.
"Hi, hon, miss me?" he asked, hugging her tightly and sliding his hands down to her
firm ass. Claudette was glad she didn't wear any panties to the airport. He was getting a
handful of the real thing.
"You bet. Enough to want to sack out with you right here in the lounge."
"How about your place?" Jim said, smiling. "Thank God I've got this jacket in front of
me. These boxer shorts don't do a fuckin' thing for a hard-on."
"No, not my place," Claudette said quickly. "Janice is still there, and she's got
somebody with her."
"I thought they were fumigating her place, not rebuilding it. And who's with her –
another stew?"
"Uh, not exactly. This time she's got a man with her." At least she wasn't lying about
that.
"Well, she's changing. There may be hope for her yet. We can go to the place I use for
my crash pad here in L.A. Nobody's there right now."
"I never knew you had a place here," Claudette said, climbing into her car. "You're
sharing it?"
"Yeah. The guy isn't there too often, thank God. Oh, he's okay, but I like to be by
myself. Unfortunately, it's too fucking expensive to keep the place in Seattle and this
one, too, so I need a roommate."
"What's his name?" Claudette said disinterestedly, trying to make small talk as she tried
to take her mind off her aching cunt.
"Mike Morris."
Claudette almost swerved the car off the road.
"Hey, watch it! You'll kill us! What's wrong?"
"I-I thought I saw a dog run in the middle of the road," Claudette stammered. Mike
Morris! My God, and his roommate. She prayed that he wouldn't be there. One of her
customers and one of Jim's friends! She had to tell Janice when she got home.
"Hey, calm down. I know you're anxious to get to bed, but we'll wind up in an
emergency room if you keep driving like that."
"I'm sorry. Just hate to hit animals, that's all," she said as she felt Jim's fingers creep
under her skirt. Her cunt started to heat up and juice as she felt his hand move up to
her pussy hair.
"UNNngh! I thought you said you didn't want to get into an accident. How the hell
can I drive with your fingers sliding into my pussy?"
"Just keep your eyes on the road," Jim whispered as he hiked her skirt up to her waist.
"Ummmmm, I see you don't have on any panties – great!" he said as he buried his lips
in her bushy cunt hair.
"OH, NOOOOooo!" Claudette moaned, throwing her head forward onto the steering
wheel. Her legs trembled as she felt his tongue settle on her erect clit. Claudette
snapped them shut, grinding her sensitive thighs against Jim's head as she accidentally
slammed her foot down on the accelerator.
"Easy, baby, you'll kill us," Jim warned as he pulled his face out from her snatch.
"Kill us? I'm supposed to worry about that while you're sucking on my CLHIITTT!!"
she screamed as he cupped his lips around her miniature organ and started pulling on
it.
"GNNNUGH!! GUNNNNGH!!!" she cried out, trying desperately to focus her eyes on
the road and clamp her hands on the steering wheel. Somewhere up ahead there was a
red light and she slammed on the brakes, stopping the car just in time. She thanked
God she didn't have to drive for a few minutes, and gave herself up completely to Jim's
massaging lips.
"OHHHHH, I'M COMING! UNNNNNGH!! UNNNNNGH!!!" she screamed,
hunching her thighs high off the driver's seat as one spasm after another tore through
her cunt.
"Oh, nooooo," she groaned, slamming her ass-cheeks into the seat as the contractions
grew weaker and weaker. She turned her head to one side and noticed that a bus was
next to her car. "Get up! Get up, damn you!" Claudette screamed, pushing Jim's head
from between her legs.
"What's wrong?" he asked, then heard cheering and clapping. He craned his neck and
looked out the passenger window and saw the people on the bus peering through the
windows and looking down at them.
"Oh, my God!" Claudette said, flushing red as she floored the accelerator when the
light turned green. Jim stared at her for a few seconds, then broke out laughing.
"F-F-Fan-Fantastic!" he stammered, jerking back and forth on the seat as Claudette tried
to suppress a smile. Finally she started laughing, too.
"Well, maybe we'll help the energy crisis out by having more people ride the bus," she
said as she pulled into the drive of his apartment.


Chapter 10

"OH, MY FUCKIN' GOD!! JAM THAT COCK INTO MEEEEEE!!" Claudette
screamed as she tossed her thighs in the air, grinding them against Jim's sweaty crotch
as she tried to impale her quivering snatch on the man's stiff, throbbing cock.
"UNNGH! UNNNNNGH!! UNNNNNNGH!!!" Jim cried as he dug his raging prick
deeper and deeper into her hot, wet pussy.
"OH, FUUUCCKK!!" she cried out, slamming her sweaty ass-cheeks into the mattress
and screwing them deep into the material as she felt the first of a series of orgasmic
spasms rack and tear at her aching, juicing snatch.
"ARRRGH! ARRRRRGH!! OH, FUCKIN' JEEEEESUS!! OH, SHIT! I'M BLOWIN'
MY WAD!! UNNNGH!!!" Jim shrieked as he rolled his head from side to side, nibbled
at her stiff nipples and pounded his shooting cock harder and harder at her slash.
Claudette felt the first hot, wet wad spatter against her sensitive, contracting snatch
walls as she dug her fingernails into Jim's hunching back and let herself be
overwhelmed by her exploding climax. Finally she felt the knot of sexual excitement
evaporate in her cunt and belly and lay back in the bed, limp and exhausted.
"Jesus, Jim, you're even better than I remembered you in Seattle," Claudette said,
rubbing her hands over her flushed tits and stiffened nipples.
"And your cunt's better than anything I remember," Jim said, smiling broadly and
running his tongue along her half-parted lips.
Just then Claudette heard the front door open out and someone call out.
"Hey, Jim? You home?"
Jesus! It was Mike! She recognized his voice. She instinctively shrank her head under
Jim's broad shoulders.
"Hey, why so modest? You've never been too worried about somebody catching you
before."
"This is – different. P-Please humor me, Jim. I don't want him seeing me here. Please!"
Claudette whispered desperately. Jim looked at her curiously, then shrugged his
shoulders.
"Okay, I'll tell him to go. You hide in that bathroom over there, Miss Chastity," Jim
said as he got up and threw his bathrobe around his muscular body and walked out to
the living room. Claudette shot up from the bed and ran into the bathroom, closing and
locking the door behind her as she prayed Mike would go away. No such luck.
"Hey, come on, I want to see her," she heard him say as he walked into the living
room.
"No, come on, Mike. She's pretty bashful and shy. I think it's her first time. Really,
don't. Besides, she's locked herself in the bathroom."
"Oh, wow! Just like some kind of blushing bride," Claudette heard Mike say loudly as
he approached the door. She reached behind her and grabbed a towel and tried to cover
part of her face with it as she heard him rattle the doorknob.
"You were right. But this door hasn't locked all that good since I've lived here. Just
needs a little jimmying," he said softly as she heard him fiddling with the knob. "And
here we go!"
Claudette screamed involuntarily as Mike threw the door open and stared at her. He
didn't seem to recognize her at first. Then the towel slipped from her face, and he
started laughing.
"Th-this is y-y-your virgin?" he shrieked, leaning against the doorway and pounding his
fist against the moulding.
"You know her?" Jim asked, looking first at Claudette who looked like a ghost, and
then at his friend.
"Know her? I've had her!" Mike said as he smiled leeringly at her. "And God only
knows, I'd have her again if you weren't here. In fact, if you've got enough cash on you,
maybe we can both fuck her together. Sound like a trip?"
Jim looked confused. "What do you mean, cash?"
"Well, this one doesn't come cheap, you know that. How much did you have to pay?"
Jim started frowning and stared hard at Claudette. She wanted to crawl into a hole as
she felt his eyes burn into her.
"Did you charge him?" Jim asked in an unsteady voice. Claudette looked at Mike and
saw his surprise.
"You didn't have to. You mean she's some kind of girl friend, or something? Oh, my
God! I'm sorry, Jim. I-I didn't know–" Mike stammered apologetically as he backed
away from the bathroom doorway.
"It's okay. It's better I find out than have half the city bending over laughing every time
I take her out."
"Jim, I can explain. I swear, Janice and I–"
"That whore! I knew she was up to something, and she'd dragged you into it."
"We were just doing it for kicks – I swear! We were going to quit when we had enough
money."
"I'll bet! Besides it doesn't matter. You've been passing it out for a price. That's all I
care about, now get out of here, you goddamned bitch, before I throw you out."
"Jim, maybe she's right. I mean, listen to her side of it," Mike said as he backed into the
living room. Claudette saw that he was obviously nervous about Jim's temper. She
decided that the best thing would be to get dressed and talk to him about this later.
"All right, all right, Jim. I'm going. Just leave me alone for a few seconds to get
dressed."
Jim's face quivered angrily, then he slammed the door hard and stalked out of the
bedroom.
Oh, Jesus! Claudette thought as she brushed away the tears and popped her big tits into
the bra. I don't want to lose this one. Oh God, I don 'r want to lose him, she kept
thinking over and over again as she zipped herself up and walked out of the bathroom.
She met Mike as she started to open the front door.
"I don't think you'd better come around here for a while. He really fell for you pretty
hard, and he's not enjoying this news."
"Oh, shit! You think I am?" she cried out as she ran out the door to her car. All the
way home Claudette couldn't stop thinking of Jim's steel-hard, muscular body and his
mammoth, jerking prick as it quivered expectantly inches away from her juice-slicked
pussy. She remembered how her cunt lips felt wonderfully stretched as his purple, cum
dripping cockhead slid past them and drove deeper and deeper into her sucking fuck
hole.
When she got home, she saw that Joe's car was gone.
"So, how's true love?" Janice asked sarcastically as Claudette walked into the living
room. She was half reclined on the couch wearing her red satin bathrobe.
"Jim-Jim found out! He knows about you and me. I mean, that guy, Mike, he's his rroommate 
and – and..." Claudette couldn't go on explaining and collapsed on the chair sobbing.
"Hey, hey, baby, it's all right. Janice knows a little about this. Take it easy, kid."
"But I think I love him. I really do, Janice. And now he doesn't even want to look at
me."
"So Mike's his roommate? Boy, that must have been some confrontation scene!" Janice
said, chuckling.
"IT'S NOT FUNNY!!" Claudette almost screamed as she pounded the arm rests with
her clenched fists.
"Hey, I'm sorry, Claudette. It's just that, well, like your brother said, honey, you
shouldn't get emotionally involved when you're in this kind of racket."
Claudette jerked her head up and looked angrily at Janice. Then she remembered what
Art said and closed her eyes, nodding her head up and down.
"I know, I know, but I couldn't help it. It started before I even heard about this idea.
Oh, God, I'm so miserable!" Claudette moaned as she covered her face with her hands.
Janice let her sob for a while until she seemed calmer.
"Okay, get yourself together, honey. Your brother called and said that he's sending
some people over."
"N-Now? Oh, Janice, I don't think I could go through with anything right now."
"Easy, girl. They don't want to do anything with you. I guess they're too old or
something like that. But they want to see a dog show. You know, you, me, Jason and
Sparky."
Claudette thought of the beautiful Irish Setter and the big Labrador. She needed some
kind of consolation, and no human seemed willing to offer it.
"Why not?" she sobbed as she got up and walked slowly to the bedroom.
"Don't forget to wear those crotchless panties you bought a little while ago. It really
turns these freakos on to see that lace around your pussy getting soaked with dog spit
and cunt juice."

* * *

Two hours went by before anyone came to the door. Janice opened it while Claudette
knelt on the floor between Sparky and Jason. She was wearing only her crotchless
panties and a smile as two older men and Joe Stein walked in.
"What are you doing here?" Claudette asked almost hostilely as she saw the fat, balding
man smile greasily at her. He was too much of a painful memory to greet pleasantly.
"Well, I-I know Bob over here and Greg. They called me up and wanted to know if I
wanted to come along. When I heard where they were going, well I thought I'd come
back and watch, even though I was here just a couple of hours ago."
"It'll cost you again," Janice said pleasantly but with business clearly on her mind.
"Okay, okay," he mumbled excitedly as he fished in his pocket for the cash. "Hey, I
brought along a camera. I want to take pictures, too."
"Fine. Except I'll take the shots – house rules. And each shot'll cost you – fifty a piece!"
Joe whistled, then reached inside his suit jacket and took out his checkbook.
"Will you take a check?" he asked nervously as he examined his account.
Janice peered around his shoulder and caught a glimpse of his balance. She was sorry
she'd asked so little for each shot. But then, a deal was a deal.
"Sure, honey. Just give me the camera and we can get started," Janice said as she
slipped off her red satin robe and loaded the camera.
"That one's fantastic!" Claudette heard Joe whisper to one of the men as she started
running her hand up and down Jason's belly. She moved it back farther and farther
until her fingers brushed against the base of the animal's cock. Suddenly all the pain of
losing Jim disappeared for a while. The touch of the Setter's unsheathed, glistening
knobby cock made her mind focus on her cunt and his cock. All she could think of was
the growing, tightening itch that was gripping her swelling cunt lips.
"Look at that!" Bob said, unzipping his black pants and pulling his stubby prick out
and yanking on it. Claudette saw him jerking off out of the comer of one eye and
wondered if all men's cocks shrink when they get up to fifty or better.
"Hey, her twat juice is getting those panties soaked!" Greg said as he unzipped his
pants and started jacking himself off, too.
"MMMMMMmmmm!" Claudette moaned as she moved her free hand between her legs
and dipped her fingers into her juicing snatch. She gasped as her index finger slipped
across her throbbing clit and set off a series of tiny spasms in her cunt. Claudette
opened her eyes and saw Joe's eyes watering as he joined his friends in that three-way
masturbation scene. She pulled her fingers out and flushed red.
"It's too embarrassing," she said, looking appealingly at Janice. Her friend, however,
was too engrossed taking several shots of her snatch and the dog's lengthening prick in
her other hand.
"Go ahead," Joe said, looking at her. "Jerk off!"
Claudette shook her head.
"Come on, I'm not paying to watch you sit there like some kind of fitted Buddha."
Claudette dropped her head and even, stopped frigging the dog.
"For God's sake," Joe said, bending forward and taking her right hand in his own and
guiding her fingers back to her cunt. Claudette tried to draw back, but the old man's
grip was surprisingly too strong for her to fight back. He pressed two of her fingers to
her clit and smiled when her hips jerked.
"She puts on some kind of show that she doesn't want it, but look at the way she blows
up as soon as she touches her own clit."
"Yeah," his two friends chorused hoarsely as they rubbed their flaccid cocks faster than
before.
"There. That's not so bad, right?" he asked as he watched her rub her fingers up and
down on her swollen clit.
Claudette closed her eyes and started jerking Jason off again.
"Hey, come on, we didn't pay to watch her jerk off either," Bob complained.
"Yeah, we want a little dog action!" Greg said.
"Come on, Claudette," Janice urged, not realizing that her friend didn't need any
coaxing. Her clit-rubbing plus the feel of Jason's spasming cock between her fingers was
enough to make her forget the three old men in front of her. All she could think of was
Jason. And then there was Sparky, whining and whimpering next to her, hunching his
hind haunches against her left side while his cock jerked wildly and unrelieved in the
air.
"Ohhh, yesssss," she moaned, closing her eyes and getting up on her hands and knees.
The three men moved in unison to the rear, gazing at her upturned ass and lacy
crotchless panties stained with cunt juice.
"Ohhhhh, now, Jason, now!" she groaned mindlessly, moving her ass back and forth
slowly in front of the panting Setter's snout. The dog started licking frenziedly at her
swollen slit. He curled his fat tongue between her pussylips, digging deep for the juice
he seemed to love. Claudette let out a loud groan when she felt his rough tongue scrape
over the mouth of her cunt. She spread her knees farther apart as he started burrowing
deeper and deeper into her fuck tunnel.
"ARRRRGH! UNNNNGH!! OH, FUCKIN' GOD, JASON!! JAM THAT THING IN
MY SNATCH!!!" Claudette cried out. Her moans and screams excited the men even
more.
"God, I want to do the same thing that I did this afternoon," Joe panted hoarsely in
Janice's ear. The redhead smiled slyly and nodded as she threw on her robe and ran to
the kitchen.
"Come on up, girl, come on," Janice said. In seconds, a beautiful female collie pranced
into the living room.
"What's she for?" Claudette panted as she felt Jason's muzzle jam in tighter against her
aching box.
"Seems our friend here – likes to fuck dogs as well as watch women get screwed by
them."
"Oh, Jesus," Joe moaned as he unbuckled his belt and slid his pants to the floor. She
kicked them off in the corner and fell to his knees as he grabbed the collie by her rear
haunches and spread her legs. Claudette saw that his hanging cock suddenly grew
stiffer and stiffer as he fingered the bitch's ass. Claudette saw that the dog was in heat.
Every time Joe touched her near the cunt the collie's body shook and she let out a
growl of excitement and impatience.
"See? Even after this afternoon, she's ready for another fucking. I told you she's great!"
Janice said as she positioned Joe and the collie near Claudette.
Claudette closed her eyes, not caring what the old man was doing. She felt Jason's wet
nose slip over her clit. It brought her almost to orgasm. She sobbed as she thrust her
hips back against the probing snout.
"UNNNGH!! OH, FUCKIN' JEEEEESUS, JAM THAT THING UP MY CUNT!! OH,
GOD, FUCK MEEEEEEE!!" Claudette cried.
"Oh, wow!" Joe whispered as he put both his hands on the collie's rear haunches and
positioned his cock against her upturned snatch. With one heavy lunge he buried his
twitching red cock deep into the growling bitch's cunt.
"MMMMMMM!! EAT ME, YOU CUNT-LAPPING SON OF-A-BITCH!!!" Claudette
screamed as she tossed her head from side to side.
"UNNngggh! She's fantastic!" Joe moaned as he slammed his hips harder and harder
against the growling bitch's cunt. His friends looked at him in amazement for the first
few minutes, then went back to Claudette as their cocks started getting stiffer. In the
background was the constant clicking of the camera.
Claudette kept backing into Jason, keeping his muzzle clamped close to her snatch until
she'd worked out a pair of climaxes from her aching, twitching pussy. Jason cooperated
and lapped her cunt constantly. She wondered if he never got tired of it and guessed
that he was just as excited licking her cunt as she was having him rim her hole with his
rough tongue.
"OHHHHH, JEEEEESUS!" she cried out as she ground her crotch into the dog's
mouth over and over until she wanted to be fucked so badly that her knees were giving
way under her.
"FUCK MEEEEE!!" Claudette cried out as she drew her knees up under her belly and
sank forward until her stiffened, aching nipples brushed against the carpet. She looked
up and saw Joe's hairy balls swinging in the air as he jammed his stubby prick faster
and faster into the growling collie's quivering cunt.
"Look at her," Bob said quietly as he bent over and peered into her juicing hole.
"God, she's so damned hot it's like putting your face against a furnace vent," Greg said
as he joined his friend.
"Come on, gentlemen, how can I get pictures with your faces jammed up her snatch?"
Claudette's ass rose high in the air and Jason recognized this as a signal for action. He
leaped up on her back and started stabbing his cock at her upturned cunt.
"Hey, let's have a little fun," Bob said as he reached down and gently wrapped his
fingers around the Setter's cock.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Janice asked as she put down the camera.
"Just wanting to see her reaction to something different," Bob said as he rubbed the tip
of Jason's cock up and down her puffy cunt lips. Then suddenly he moved the dog until
his cock speared Claudette into her asshole instead of her cunt.
"OH, MY GOD!!" Claudette cried out in agony as she lunged forward, trying to get
away from Jason's cock. She banged into the female collie's face and was greeted with a
lick across her right cheek.
"OHHHHHH!!" she cried out when she felt his knotty prick slide hard down her
tender shitter. Jason didn't seem to mind the mistake. As far as he was concerned, her
asshole was convenient and much tighter than her cunt. Claudette writhed on the floor,
pushing back against the hunching Setter. But he held onto her as tightly as he could,
jamming his cock hard into her burning asshole.
"OHHHHH, P-PLLLEEEAAASSSEEE, SOMEBODY, ANYBODY!! PLEASE, TAKE
HIS COCK OUT!!" But no one paid any attention. Claudette cried out again as she felt
the dog's prick slide farther down her shit tunnel, feeling as though someone had
driven a red-hot spike down deep into her bowels. Then the dog started pulling it out a
little, only to jab it back in even farther. Jason repeated this several times until it was
obvious that he was fucking her in the ass and enjoying every second of it.
"Jesus, I think she's beginning to enjoy it!" Bob said as he moved around her and got
the other dog. "Hey, let's get this one in her mouth," he said excitedly as he pushed
Sparky around to Claudette's head. He stroked the Labrador's prick until it was fully
extended and jerking in the air.
"OH! OHHHHHHH!! MMMmmmmgfffff!"
Claudette groaned as she felt the Labrador's cock slide between her parted lips and jab
against the back .of her throat.
"Suck him! Suck that mother!" Bob and Greg alternately encouraged her as she twisted
her head and bobbed it up and down, sliding her tongue over and around Sparky's
twitching prick. Gradually the pain in her shit-chute turned to an unusual kind of
pleasure. Hot, delicious jolts of ecstasy burned through her butt to her clit as she
moaned and gave herself up to the feeling.
"ARRRGH!! UNNNNNNGH!!!" Joe cried. Bob, Greg and Janice turned around and
watched as a thin trickle of hot jism leaked from between the collie's puffy cunt lips. He
was blowing his wad in the bitch, and Janice took a battery of shots as he tossed his
head from side to side.
"MMMMMmmmmmgggfffff!" Claudette cried out, and the three ran back to her and
watched closely as her body shook with ecstatic jolts of pleasure. Jason fucked her in
the ass like he fucked her in the cunt. Claudette felt his prick begin to swell, and knew
that the dog was about to shoot his cum up her asshole.
"Unnnnnngh!" she cried out as wad after wad of hot salty dog-cum spattered in her
throat. She had been concentrating so much on her asshole that she'd forgotten about
Sparky. The big Labrador growled angrily as his cock jerked and twitched inside her
sucking mouth.
"NOOOOOO!" she cried out, spitting out the wads of jism as she felt her cunt knotting
up into that familiar quivering ball of sexual tension. Then it exploded with shattering
force. At the same time she felt squirt after squirt of cum blow into her ass as Jason
started firing his cum into her shitter.
"ARRRRRRGH!! WWWAA AWWWAAA-HHHH!!!" she screamed as she came again
and again until she thought her cunt would never stop spasming and jerking. Finally
Jason slid off her and jumped down to the floor, trotting over to the corner and curling
up in a tiny ball. But even though she'd felt her clit vibrate in orgasm, she needed a
heavy come from something jammed up her snatch. Without asking Janice or either of
the men, Claudette reached back and closed her fingers on her pussylips. She started
masturbating slowly as she fell over on her side and hunched her knees up to her chest.
She caressed her swollen twatlips tenderly and worked her fingers up and down her hot,
wet snatch.
"OHHHHHH, JEEEESUS, IT FEELS SO GOOOOOD!!" she cried out as she felt a
thin trickle of doggie cum leak out of her puckered shitter and ooze down her asscheeks.
"Wow, oh, wow, look at her go!" Joe said as he ground his sweaty groin slowly up and
down against the collie's hairy twatlips.
"I think she's gonna come again," Bob whispered, feeling his cock throb wildly in his
fingers. He looked down and saw his prickhead spasming and turning purple while
drops of pre-cum oozed freely from the tiny opening at the tip.
"Yeah, yeah!" his friend moaned. Greg was a few seconds ahead of Bob, just about
ready to blow his wad in the air. Both of them had their cocks pointed at Claudette's
head.
She drove two fingers of her right hand into the mouth of her cunt and hooked them
into the rim of her hole. She hunched up against her palm so that she could rub her clit
into her hand. Claudette felt electric shocks of pleasure shoot through her body as she
started fucking herself harder.
"OHHHHHH, FUCKIN' GOD!!" she cried out as she felt that knot explode in her
snatch.
"ARRRRGH! UNNNGH!! UNNNGH!!!" she screamed wildly as she plunged back and
forth wildry as wave after wave of climactic pleasure tore through her body.
"UNNNNNNGH!!!" the two men cried out simultaneously as their pricks jerked wildly
in their hands, sending wads of thick, sticky cum arching into the air and spattering
down on Claudette's tossing head.
"Wow! That was fantastic," Joe said, pulling his flaccid cock out of the bitch's cunt.
"You've done this before?" Bob asked, jerking his prick back into his pants.
"This afternoon. Janice here guessed I wanted something different, so she arranged it
all. Guess you didn't have time to take the collie back, did you?"
"No, thank God I didn't. It's all right. The old lady who owns her down the street
thinks I just love dogs and want .one around occasionally for protection."
"Unnngh, ohhhhhh," Claudette moaned incoherently as she slid her hand slowly in and
out of her gently spasming cunt. Wads of jism slid down her cheeks to her neck, then
down to the carpet as the men paid Janice for their session.
"Wow! I took the full twenty shots!"
Joe almost hit the floor. That was a thousand bucks!
"Don't worry. Half of them are on me. I get carried away myself sometimes."
Joe sighed in relief and gave her the five hundred plus the money for her services.
After they left, Janice knelt down to Claudette.
"Ohh, baby, we've got them now!" she said.
"I don't understand," Claudette weakly.
"You will, honey, you will," Janice said gently, wiping off the sticky strands of cum
from her face.


Chapter 11

"Who is this?" Claudette asked nervously as she twisted the phone cord in her left
hand.
"Never mind. Just tell Janice that she's had it. She can't do what she's been doing and
get away with it."
"Please, I don't know what you're talking about. If you'll only tell me–"
"I said all I'm going to. You just give her that message, and she'd better stop. If not,
she's through, and you'll be next, honey."
"Me? But I don't even know what you're talking about!" Claudette cried out.
"You heard me. Now tell her!"
"Wait, please–" Claudette said, but whoever called hung up before she had a chance to
find out more. She hung up the receiver and looked at her wristwatch. Janice was due
home any minute. It had been three weeks since her split with Jim. Business had been
brisk, but gradually Claudette began losing interest in it. The only thing she was
thankful for was that Joe Stein stopped hanging around. She didn't know why he didn't
come any more, and didn't really care. Still, it seemed strange. He was so hot to watch
her get humped by Sparky or Jason, and then there was that collie he couldn't keep his
dick out of. He told her that he couldn't fuck his wife any more unless she got down in
a bitch-dog position.
"Hi, kid," Janice said cheerily as she almost ran in the living room and slammed the
door behind her.
"Janice, there's something that just happened. I got a phone call, and I think
somebody's threatening us."
A queer expression came over the redhead's face.
"What did they say?"
"Just that you'd had it. He said that you couldn't keep on doing what you've been
doing and get away with it."
Janice made a clicking sound with her tongue and walked slowly back and forth across
the living room.
"Anything else?"
"He said that unless you stopped, he'd get to you. And then I'd be next."
"Interesting. Did you recognize the voice?"
"If I'd recognized him, I'd be on the phone now calling the police. He didn't sound
familiar, but he was disguising his voice."
"Probably just a quack call," Janice said, but Claudette suspected that her friend knew
more about what was going on.
"Have you been doing anything I don't know about?" Claudette asked suspiciously.
"Just making money, honey," Janice said as she sat down on the couch and fished in
her purse for a cigarette. Claudette saw that Janice was trying to act cool, but that she
was obviously upset by the news of the phone call.
"Well, if there's anything going on, I think you'd better stop it. This guy "sounds like
he means business," Claudette said as she walked out of the room.
Three days later she got another call from the same man. He made the same threats,
but this time sounded more desperate than before.
"I told you to tell her, now this is the last chance. If she doesn't stop, she's dead, then
you."
"What is it she's doing?" Claudette pleaded, really frightened by now, but the man
hung up. She wanted to wait for Janice to come home, but the girl was late, and she
had a flight to catch. Claudette wrote a note to Janice, telling her what flight she was
working on and where she could call her in San Francisco after she'd checked into the
hotel.
Claudette drove to the airport early and walked into the crew's lounge an hour before
flight time. She nearly hit the floor when she saw Jim standing by the window, looking
out at the runway.
"Oh, I–" she said, embarrassed that she'd found him.
"That's okay," he said gruffly as he started out the door. "I won't interrupt your
business."
Claudette could have collapsed and died right there. The sight of his body was enough
to make her tits and cunt ache for his cock again. Just in those few seconds she felt her
nipples press through the thin fabric of her blouse as he stared at her. She even thought
that she could see the knob of his stiff prick press against the front of his pants as he
walked past her.
Oh, Jim, fuck me! she moaned to herself as she closed her eyes and thought of that
bulging hard-on in his trousers. So he did want her, even after he'd learned about her
working! In those few seconds he'd gotten a boner and her own crotch became moist
and swollen. She could smell cunt juice in her nostrils.
"Hey, Claudette, a penny for your thoughts," she heard behind her. She turned around
and saw Betty Granger, one of the stews from the line.
"I don't think you'd want these," she said sadly.
"Oh, I saw Jim leave the room. You two still on the outs?" she asked. Gossip about the
two of them had spread all over the place, but the reason for their breakup remained a
secret. It was a tacit understanding between Jim and Claudette that neither one would
mention a word about her... business.
"Yeah! I-I miss him so," she sobbed out, turning around and leaning against the young
girl.
"Easy, Claudette. Better get ahold of yourself. Jim's going to be on this flight."
"Oh no! I can't – I can't go through with it! My God, knowing that he's up front –
what if I have to take him coffee!" Claudette stammered as she covered her mouth with
her hands.
"It's too late to get you a substitute. Besides, you'll never see him if you stay back in
coach."
Claudette tried to calm down as she walked out of the lounge to the flight.
"Jesus! I didn't know they were flying 747's up to Frisco!" Claudette said as she saw the
big jet in front of her.
"They usually don't, but this one's going on to Honolulu. Besides, there's some kind of
dog show going on in the Islands. They wanted to put them in a place where the crew
could go in and take care of them. In these babies, we can walk into the cargo hold. So
besides the fun of a big jet, we've got a pack of bowsers aboard."
In spite of her sadness, Claudette felt her clit swell and quiver when Betty told her
about the dogs.
Get ahold of yourself, girl, she kept repeating to herself as she walked aboard and
started getting ready for the passengers.
"Here comes Jim," Betty whispered in her ear as they were getting the snack trays ready
in the coach kitchen.
"He's not supposed to be back here," Claudette hissed as she tried to turn her head
away from him. But she found herself staring at the large bulge of his cock that stuck
out between his legs like a granite boulder. Claudette felt hot and cold electric flashes
sweep over her body that made her cunt and asshole twitch excitedly.
"Passengers will be coming aboard soon," Jim said brusquely as he tried not to look at
Claudette. But she felt his eyes travel along her mammoth tits and down her thighs.
"We'll be ready for them, sir," Betty said in a business-like manner as she started to
leave.
"No, that's all right. I'm going anyway. You two'd better get to the door. The gate
should be opening in the terminal any second."
Claudette wanted to cry out his name as he turned and walked up the right aisle.
"I was going to leave you two alone. Guess it didn't work."
Claudette sighed and shrugged her shoulders as she walked with Betty and the other
girls to the forward door. Mechanically she smiled and pretended to be cheerful and
excited about the flight while she was actually bored and about ready to break into sobs.
"Hello," she heard a familiar voice say. Claudette focused her eyes and saw that it was
Joe Stein.
"Hello," she said nervously, feeling her face flush red.
"You've got every reason to be nervous," he said strangely, fiddling with the coat he was
carrying over his left arm. Claudette felt that he was going to expose himself. He was
moving it around as though he had something behind it he wanted her to see.
"Hey, buddy, come on! There's a line of us out here," one man behind him called out.
"Just a minute," he said under his breath. He seemed to be trying to get up enough
nerve for something. He just stood in the doorway and stared at her.
"Come on!" the same man urged.
"You'd better move on," Claudette said calmly.
"Then come up to the first-class lounge after take-off. I've got something I think will
interest you."
Claudette nodded and let him pass as she took care of the rest of the passengers. The
plane was about two-thirds full when she got the signal to close and lock the door.
"Thank God it's not a full-flight!" Betty said as she sat down and buckled herself in.
"Did you see the way that fat little man was fidgeting with his coat in the doorway?"
Claudette asked as she looked out the window and watched the runway shoot by faster
and faster.
"Yeah, he did look a little strange. He a friend of yours? I heard him talk to you as if he
knew you."
"In a way. We've met more than once, but there's something about him now that's
giving me the creeps," she said as the engines whined and the jumbo jet strained up
and away from Los Angeles.
Claudette was busy serving drinks and snacks for the first thirty minutes before she had
enough time to remember Joe's invitation.
"I'll be up in the first-class lounge for a few minutes with el creepo," Claudette said to
Betty as she unsnapped her apron and walked up to the spiral stairs in the forward
cabin.
"Good. I'm glad you came," Joe said pleasantly. There was something strained about
the way he talked that made her want to run down the stairs and get help.
"Listen, I don't have much time. I've got to get back to–"
"Will this convince you?" Joe said, pulling out a .38 from under his coat and aiming it
at her right tit. Claudette almost screamed out, then checked herself. She looked
around. There were four other people in the lounge. If she started raising a commotion,
they might get shot as well.
"What do you want?"
"Sit down here," he hissed angrily, indicating the chair next to him with his gun.
"You won't get away with this," she said nervously.
"I already have with your roommate," Joe said, smiling cruelly.
"What have you done to Janice?" Claudette stared at him and felt her spine tingle in
horror.
"Let's just say that she won't be blackmailing me any more," Joe said, looking over his
shoulder nervously.
"Blackmail! Then – then you were the one who called. That's what all that business was
about!"
"Don't act so surprised. You can't tell me you weren't in on this all the time."
"I swear I didn't know a thing about it!" Claudette whispered desperately as her eyes
were riveted on the gun.
Joe seemed to think this possibility over. She hoped she could reason her way out of
this one.
"No, I don't see it. No, you're going to pay just like Janice did," he said, motioning for
her to get up.
"What did she do to you?" Claudette asked as both of them got up and started for the
stairs.
"As if you didn't know! Those pictures she took. She gave me them, all right, but she
kept the negatives. She threatened to send them to my boss and wife unless I paid her
ten thousand dollars."
"Ten thousand–!" Claudette was stunned.
"Then after I gave her that money, she called me up a week later and wanted another
ten thousand. When I told her I couldn't get it right away, she just laughed and said
that my wife might be interested in seeing why she had to pose as a bitch dog every
time I wanted to fuck her."
So that was Janice's game! She was using their little business as a cover for an extortion
racket.
"Did you – k-kill her?" Claudette stammered as she reached the bottom of the stairway.
"I don't know. She wasn't moving when I left. Now, I want you to get into that elevator
nice and easy. We're going down to the cargo hold for a few minutes. Don't try
anything, or there's gonna be plenty of innocent people hurt."
Claudette clenched her fists nervously and walked in the elevator with Joe behind her.
When they reached the hold, Joe looked around to make sure they were alone.
"Get in there," Joe ordered, pushing her through the small doorway. It was dark inside,
but
Claudette could smell the dogs which were caged up inside the small compartment.
"Make you feel at home?" he asked sarcastically as he looked around until he spotted a
large gray and white German shepherd. "How'd you like to perform for the passengers
upstairs?"
"What?"
"You heard me. I want you to get fucked by one of these dogs while everybody's
watching. That should be good enough for starters."
"You're crazy. You'll never get away with this! Even if you make me go through with it,
somebody'll get you on the plane or at the airport."
"I'll take my chances. Besides, they wouldn't try anything when one of their stews has a
gun up her nose. Now let's get going back upstairs. You've got a performance," Joe said
as he unlocked the cage and let the dog free. Claudette was hoping that the shepherd
would attack Joe; she'd heard that these dogs attacked anybody carrying a gun. But this
one must have missed that course in obedience school. He licked Joe's hand gratefully
for having freed him from the cage.
"Hey, boy, I've got a real treat for you. You're gonna get your cock into her cunt over
there, boy," Joe said quietly as he scratched the dog's ears and led him out to the
elevator.
Claudette tried to think of some way to get out of this. All she could hope to do was
distract him sometime during the fuck or after. She might be able to work him up so
that he'd forget about the gun. Then, it would be up to one of the passengers or the
crew to do something.
They reached the passenger area and were met by Betty.
"Claudette! What are you doing with the dog? And-" She stopped when she saw Joe
pointing the gun at her belly.
"Okay, honey, follow us into the cabin," Joe said as he shoved them forward.
"May I have your attention, please," Joe announced as he, Betty and Claudette reached
the middle of the compartment. The other stews and passengers turned around and
started yelling and screaming when they saw the gun.
"Now, nobody get excited, and nobody will get hurt. You people in first-class are going
to get a treat the coach people won't see. Okay, Claudette, get those clothes off."
Claudette closed her eyes, then started unbuttoning her blouse.
"You folks are gonna get a real treat today. This bitch's specialty is dogs. That's right,
she can't keep a dog's cock out of her cunt for more than a few hours."
"Hey, mister, watch that language!" one man yelled out angrily. Joe wheeled around
and fired the gun into the empty seat next to him.
"God, don't make him shoot! If a bullet blows a window out at this altitude, we'll all
die!" Betty screamed out.
"That's right, lady, tell them," Joe said, turning around and pointing the gun back at
Claudette. She'd stripped down to her bra and panties.
"Please let me go," Claudette begged as a last resort. Joe laughed, then reached out and
ripped her bra from her tits. Automatically she raised her arms to protect her nipples.
"Get out of those panties and kneel on the floor," Joe ordered. Reluctantly Claudette
slid her thumbs under the waistband and pushed her panties down to her ankles and
stepped out of them.
"On the floor," Joe said gruffly as he stepped back and reached under the shepherd's
furry belly.
He ran his hand slowly back and forth until he saw the animal's cock slowly stiffen and
lengthen, poking its pointed red cockhead out of its sheath. At the same time Claudette
sank to her hands and knees and spread her thighs wide apart. She hated to admit it to
herself, but the idea of being raped in front of all these horrified people was an
incredible turn-on. She knew that her life as well as the lives of everyone on the plane
were at stake. But when she felt the dog's tongue probing her cunt lips, teasingly
poking between them but not yet forcing its way into her fuck tunnel, Claudette felt a
growing, almost unbearable itch gripping her clit.
"UNNnngh!" she groaned as she tried to hide the rising tide of lust that was gripping
her pussy and tits.
"Oh, my God, Claudette," Betty gasped as she watched her friend sway back and forth
in sympathy to the dog's cunt-licking rhythm. "Oh, God, she's enjoying it!"
"You're damned right, honey," Joe said, unzipping his pants and pulling his cock out.
The women in the cabin screamed again, and Joe pointed his gun at one of them.
"One more peep and the old bitch over there's got another hole in her head!"
"OOHHhh!" Claudette groaned as she thrust her snatch back, hoping to impale her
twat on the shepherd's stiff, rough tongue. "MMMMmmmmm! AW, SHIT!
ARRRGHHHHH!!" she cried out as she felt his cold, pointed snout jam itself up her
cunt, rubbing against her swollen, erect clit as he pulled it out and rammed it in again.
She couldn't believe that he was a strange dog. He seemed to know every sensitive inch
of her juicing cuntal membranes.
"Blow me, bitch!" Joe said to Betty, grabbing her by the hair and towing her back and
forth before he threw her down to the floor.
"Unnngh!" Betty cried out as Joe pulled her head back and forced her mouth open.
"And try anything funny like biting or something and you'll wind up with a hole right
in the middle of your forehead," he said as he jammed his stubby prick into her mouth.
The girl gagged for the first few seconds, then resigned herself to the sucking and
started bobbing her head back and forth on the man's dick while Joe reached down and
shoved one hand down her blouse and started squeezing her right tit.
"ARRRRGH!! UNNNNGH!! FUCK MEEEE!!" Claudette screamed shamelessly as she
wriggled her ass heatedly in the shepherd's panting face. She wanted his stabbing prick
jammed up her aching snatch. She backed against the dog now, rocking in rhythm to
his tonguing more frenziedly now.
"Ohhhhh, fuck her, fuck her," Joe moaned as he reached down and pushed the dog
forward. The shepherd didn't need any further encouragement. With one lunge the
animal jumped forward, stabbing his red-hot cock into her juicy pussy.
"GNNNNNUGH!! OH, FUCK, DOGGIE! UNNNNGH!! UNNNNNNNGH!!"
Claudette screamed as she lowered her head and looked between her bobbing tits. She
could see his long, glistening red prick sliding in and out of her oozing cunt hole.
Somewhere in the background she could hear people gasping in disbelief and horror,
but she didn't care. All she could think of was that wonderful pointed prick scratching
the unbearable itch in her cunt. The shepherd's hot, furry belly tickled her skin as he
speared her squishing pussy again and again with his prick.
"GOD! OH, FUCKIN' JEEEESUS! OH, FUCK MEEEEE!! UNNNGH! ARRRRRRGH!! WWW-A A A WWWHHH!!" 
Claudette shrieked as she swirled her ass in the air, rotating it on the dog's jerking 
cock as his hunching became more frenzied with every passing second. She felt her clit 
swell more and more as the dog's, hot prick skin banged and slid over her sensitive 
cuntal membranes.
"N-NOW!!" Joe screamed, jamming his sweaty groin against Betty's face. Rivulets of
cum leaked from between the stew's lips as he fired wads of thick jism into her sucking
throat. Claudette opened her eyes just in time to see the old man come. It was enough
to make her clit explode. She felt her pussy contract once, then twice. Then it broke out
into an earthquake of spasms as she felt everything around her disappear. All she was
conscious of was her cunt and the shepherd's swelling, spasming cock.
"WWWAAAWWWHHH!! OHHH, I'M COMING! OH, SSSHHHIIITTT!!
FFFUUUCCCKKK MEEE!!" she screamed as her body writhed, bucked and heaved in
time to the dog's shooting cock.
Gradually she felt her eyes focusing again and saw the passengers holding their mouths
in horror, their eyes wide with terror as they looked at her, then Betty, then finally at
Joe and his gun.
"Whew! Not bad!" Joe said, pulling his flaccid cock out of Betty's flooded mouth.
"Ugh!" the girl groaned, spitting out the mouthful of jizz she'd refused to swallow.
"Too bad you don't like it," he said. "Good protein. Just ask your friend over there."
"You're so filthy you're disgusting!" Claudette said, pulling free of the shepherd's cock
and standing up.
"Get back down!" Joe ordered as he zipped up his pants.
"Go to hell! I'm not going to take any more of this. You're going to kill me anyway, so
you might as well make it now!"
Joe smiled curiously at her, then pointed the muzzle of the .38 at her head.
"Oh, God, don't! DON'T!!" Betty pleaded, turning her head away. Somebody screamed.
Suddenly there was a scuffle and a shot rang out in the cabin. Claudette had closed her
eyes as she waited for the shot. Then she opened them when she heard the sound of a
fight. It was Jim struggling with the older man.
"Let me go! Let me go! I've got to kill her, don't you understand? I've got to kill her!"
he kept repeating over and over as Jim tried to take the gun away from him. Although
Jim was younger and stronger than Joe, the old man had the strength of a crazy man.
Claudette saw that Jim was going to lose. She took a chance and grabbed the dog by the
neck.
"Kill!" she whispered in the shepherd's ear as she pointed to the old man. The dog
growled, then lunged forward, sinking his teeth in Joe's neck.
"AIYEEEE!!" he screamed as blood spurted from his slashed jugular vein.
"Oh, my God!" Jim cried out as he sprang to his feet covered with blood. "Call him
off!" he said to Claudette.
"Okay, boy, back! Back, boy!"
The dog reluctantly released the fainting old man and trotted back to her.
"All he needed was the right command," Claudette said as Jim tried to stop the
bleeding. "Why I didn't think of it before, I'll never know," she groaned as she sank to
the floor and tried to cover herself up with her skirt.
"We're going to have one hell of a report to fill out when we land in San Francisco,"
Jim said as he reached out with his left hand and squeezed her right hand before he
went back to Joe.

* * *

It was a miracle, but somehow Joe Stein survived. When he regained consciousness, he
confessed to everything, including his shooting of Janice. Fortunately they found the
girl still alive in her apartment. The police were scratching their heads on this one.
Everyone seemed guilty in this case – it was a matter of degree. They finally decided
not to prosecute Janice fully if she agreed to a five-year probation period.
Unfortunately Joe wasn't as lucky. He was considered insane and locked up for
treatment in a state sanitarium. Claudette and Jim were in bed talking about the affair.
"I feel sorry for him in a way," Claudette said, running her right hand gently down the
full length of Jim's flaccid cock.
"Why? He asked for it, really. Granted, you and Janice led him to the brink. But he
wanted to do all those kinky things. He had to pay the price for it," Jim said as he
played with her puffy cunt lips. Both Jim and Claudette had decided to bury the past
when they landed in San Francisco. She told him everything – everything except her
fucking dogs. As far as he knew, she'd only been with an animal once – and that was a
rape. Maybe someday in the future she'd tell him. But right now, he wouldn't learn a
thing.
"I guess," she sighed, opening her legs farther to let him stick his hand in deeper. "I'm
glad Janice got off so easily. She lost her job, but she'll be able to get another one 
soon enough. God only knows she's got a head for business."
"Speaking of head..." Jim said as Claudette felt his prick jerk between her fingers.
"Mmmmmm, whatever do you mean?" Claudette crooned in his ear as she rolled
between his hairy legs and started trailing her tongue down his massive chest.
"UNNngh!" he moaned as she slid her lips over his purple, spasming cockhead.
Claudette felt her clit tingle, and reached down to stroke it as her tongue ran in tiny
circles over Jim's cockhead. It dipped into his piss-slit and drew out tiny drops of
precum while he jerked his hips up in the air.
"MMMMmmmmgfffff!" Claudette moaned as she moved her tongue back and forth
over the sensitive underside of his throbbing cock. While she clamped her tongue down
on his prick, Jim reached up with both hands and dug his hips wildly as he plowed his
fingers down the crack between her buns until he felt the oily, puckered skin of her
asshole.
"Oh, please, DON'T!" Claudette screamed, spitting out Jim's cock and suddenly
straightening herself up. "Don't fuck me in the ass!"
"You're saying no, but you seem to mean something else," Jim said, taking advantage of
her position and pulling her closer to his groin while stabbing two fingers of his right
hand deep into her shitter.
"ARRRRRRGH!!" she cried out, arching her back and thrusting her tits forward while
she tossed her head from side to side. Jim dug his fingers in farther, wriggling them
back and forth in her slippery asshole while he watched a fresh torrent of cunt juice
leak out from between her puffy twatlips.
"OH, NOOOO!!" Claudette screamed as she threw up her hands and clamped them
around her tits, trying to relieve the ache that racked her erect, stiffening nipples.
"Okay, baby, we'll try it this way," Jim said quietly as he pulled his fingers out of her
bung and pulled her to the mattress. Rolling her on her back, he slid between her legs
and bent his head down, touching his lips lightly to her heaving belly.
UNNngh!" she moaned hoarsely as she felt his tongue circle her navel gently. Then Jim
started moving his mouth around her entire belly, going from the base of her tits down
to the top of her wiry, sweat-matted pussy hair. By the time his lips had moved down
one side of the hairy mound and had started a slow trip over the inside of her left thigh,
Claudette's cunt had grown so inflamed that she hunched her hips up off the mattress
as she tried to bury his nose in her aching pussy.
"OH, GOD, DON'T DO THIS TO ME! ARRRRGH!! UNNNGH!! OHHHHH, FUCK MEEEEEEEE!!!"
Jim ignored her and started licking her pussy. Claudette was surprised to think how
close his licking was to Jason's. It was as if the Setter had given him lessons. Claudette
closed her eyes, and images of Jim's hulking body merged together with pictures of
Jason's muscular, hairy one poised over hers.
"MY GGGAAAWWWDDD!!" Claudette shrieked as he dug harder into her juicing
slash. He shoved his tongue deep into her tingling fuck hole while he reached up and
started stroking and strumming at her swollen, twitching clit.
"I'M COMING!! UNNNNNGHHHHHHHH!! I'M CCCOOOMMMIIINNNGGG!!!"
"Oh, no you're not, Jim said, pulling his head out from her crotch and throwing her
legs up in the air. Claudette clenched her teeth and tried to hold back the explosion she
felt building up in her gut. She knew Jim wanted to jam his iron-hard prick in her cunt.
Claudette relaxed her twat muscles as much as she could while she reached between her
legs and grabbed his cock.
"OHHHhhh!" Jim groaned, closing his eyes and hunching his hips back and forth as he
fucked her fist with his cock.
"Careful, or you'll shoot off in my hands," Claudette warned as she positioned the
spasming, purple cockhead between her blood-engorged cunt lips. "N-N-Noooowwww!"
she groaned, throwing her head back into the pillows and hunching up her hips. She
screamed loudly and locked her heels behind his back as she felt his hot prick squish
past her outer labia and burrow deep into her pussy.
"Oh, God! Oh, God!" Jim kept groaning as he ground his cock against the sides of her
sensitive snatch. Claudette moaned and whimpered as she felt his heavy, hairy balls slap
against her puffy twatlips. She reached up with one hand and pulled down his head so
that he could start biting at her swollen tits.
Jim took the hint and quickly began tonguing her nipples as frenziedly as he was
fucking her snatch. He cupped his lips around the brown, sensitive skin and started
sucking hard while he slapped his groin hard against her upturned ass-cheeks.
Claudette threw her arms in the air and crashed them down into the mattress. She
grabbed the sheet and held on tightly as she felt her climax tear through her body and
explode in her snatch.
"ARRRRRGH!! T-TOOOO LATE!! I'M COMING!! OH, FUCKIN'JEEEEESUS, I'M COMING!! 
WWWWWAAWWWWH!! WAWHHH!! ARRRGH!! UNGH!!!"
Jim slammed at her like a wild man now, biting her tits, smashing and grinding his
quivering, sweating body against hers as his steaming jism began boiling out of his
wrinkled fuck sacs and shooting through the center of his spasming prick.
"AIYEEEEE!! ARRRGGGHHH!!!" Jim screamed like a wounded animal as the first wad
of cum spewed out of his cunt-embedded cockhead and spattered against Claudette's
contracting pussy walls.
"N-N-NOOOOooo!" Claudette moaned as she grunted, sobbed, cried and heaved until
she collapsed in total exhaustion. Jim gave one final thrust, then fell on top of her body
while his prick continued to fire load after load of thick, hot white cum.

* * *

"Jim? Jim?" Claudette called out when she woke up and found him gone. "Is that you?"
she said as she heard some noise in the hall. She focused her eyes and saw that it wasn't
him at all but the two German shepherds she'd seen at his home in Seattle.
Damn, he must bring them down with him when he stays at this place, Claudette
thought to herself as the two dogs looked at each other, then stared at her exposed
snatch. She knew what they had in mind, and called out for Jim once more to make
sure he wasn't around.
"Come on, boys, come on and hurry up. Your master's due back any second," she said
in an excited whisper as she fell on her back and threw her legs in the air.
The dogs didn't need any more encouragement. The largest one was first, jumping on
the bed and poking his long snout deep into Claudette's quivering pussy. She gasped as
she felt the cold nose rub against her hot snatchlips. Then she got used to it and
reached forward, gently clamping her fingers around the shepherd's furry head and
forcing it into her cunt.
"Easy, boy," she moaned as the dog whimpered, pulling his head back suddenly
Claudette thought he was going to lick her twat. Instead he jumped up and placed his
large forepaws on her upturned legs while he positioned his hind haunches on the soft
mattress for the coming fuck. Claudette could feel his pointed prick bang against her
stutter, then her ass-cheeks, and finally against her cunt lips.
"OHHHHH, NOWWW!!" she screeched. The shepherd seemed to understand her and
buried his red, knotty prick in her snatch with one lunge. Claudette screamed and
thrashed from side to side as the dog began hunching furiously. He seemed hotter than
she was, and determined to blow his load up her cunt as quickly as he could.
"UGH! UGH! UGH!!" Claudette screamed as she felt the shepherd's body stiffen, then
jerk as he fired his load of doggie jism up her snatch. She felt a thick stream of cum
leak from her puffy labia and down her ass-cheeks as the dog pulled free and barked to
his friend. Before Claudette could pull her legs down, the other shepherd was on the
bed, licking the mixture of dog-cum and cunt juice off her pussy hair and butt.
"OHHHhhh!" Claudette moaned, feeling the rising sexual itch grab her swollen, erect
clit again. At the same time she heard a car pull up outside. It was almost a replay of
the Seattle incident again.
Damn him! Claudette cried out to herself as she wriggled her ass and encouraged the
dog to mount her quickly. He took the hint and leaped up, burying his cock in her cunt
even faster than his companion did.
"OH, MY GOD! FUCK MEEE!!" she cried out as she felt his prick slide in and out of
her snatch. This shepherd's prick was thicker than the other, and made her cunt
contract violently with each thrust. In seconds she was shooting over the edge as she
felt the dog's jism spatter against her pussy membranes.
"I'm home!" Jim called out from the living room as Claudette felt her cunt contract less
violently. She pushed the dog down off the bed and covered herself with the bedspread
just as Jim walked in the bedroom. The two shepherds had curled up in the far corner
of the bedroom and were apparently dropping off to sleep.
"Where were you?" Claudette asked, pretending to be angry so that she could hide her
heavy panting.
"Just went out to clear my head. You're something else to come home to, you know
that?" Jim said smiling as he walked up to the bed and sat down on the edge.
Claudette looked at the dogs and felt guilty. Should she tell him? Apparently in spite of
all the scandal about her brief call-girl operation, nothing came up about the bestiality.
Fortunately, Joe Stein had destroyed all his photos before he came gunning for her and
Janice. The redhead had managed to get home and take care of her negatives before
anyone started poking around the apartment. Mike apparently decided that no one
could profit from the knowledge that Claudette was fucking dogs, so he just kept quiet
and moved out of Jim's Los Angeles apartment during the preliminary hearing for Joe.
"I'm always something else to come home to," she said sexily, deciding not to tell him
until she snagged him a little better. Then, well, maybe he'd approve and maybe get like
Joe Stein – at least, liking bitch dogs as much as she enjoyed the studs.
"Come on. Let's take care of my cock before we go out for dinner," Jim said as he
stripped off his shirt and pants and started climbing in the bed. Claudette remembered
the double dog fucking she'd just gotten, and could still feel the jism in her cunt.
"This time, let me blow you good," she said, jumping to her knees and lowering her
head to his cock before he had a chance to reach down and grab her snatch.
"UNNNNGH!!" Jim cried out unprotestingly as he tossed his head back and fell like a
tree on the mattress. Claudette kept her mouth clamped around his cock as he slid
down the bed and started hunching up his hips.
"Oh, yesssss, baby," he groaned while she clamped her lips over his cockhead and felt
the dog-cum run down her trembling thighs.
Maybe I'll tell him in a few weeks, she thought as she closed her eyes and felt his cock
jerk in her mouth while she heard the heavy, regular breathing of the sleeping dogs
behind her. Somehow, Claudette knew that from now on her cunt and asshole would
never be lonely again.


THE END
