MOM'S ANIMAL LOVE
By Paul Gable


Chapter 1

Marilyn von Benken stretched her firm, slender body in bed as she felt her hot cuntlips
puff up and moisten with excitement. Her husband Jack would be home tomorrow
from his sales trip to San Francisco. Marilyn closed her eyes and ran her fingertips over
her panting belly, rubbing the tips of her long, taut nipples. She let out an excited cry
response.
Marilyn groaned as she as she felt her stiffening clit quiver furiously in lowered her
hand to her crotch and started milking the swollen slippery edges of her cuntlips
together.
It was the beginning of a ritual Marilyn practiced every time Jack was on the road.
"Fuck me, fuck me," she moaned as she closed her eyes and saw her husband naked
again. He was standing in the bathroom doorway dripping from a hot shower. His
powerful fingers moved up and down his twelve-inch, thickly veined cock. Marilyn
remembered how she'd spread her legs and arched her back, tossing her steaming,
itching pussy in the air while she begged him to stuff his prick in her cunt. Her mind
exploded in images of how Jack slid his dick in and out of her aching snatch until his
throbbing cock fired its hot, sticky load of thick jism into her welcoming, sucking cunt.
"UNNNNGH!" Marilyn cried out hoarsely as she moved her fingers up until they
bumped against her vibrating cit. She carefully gripped her miniature, throbbing organ
between her thumb and right forefinger. Slowly, Marilyn started tugging and
strumming it while she continued to dip the rest of her hand in and out of her
quivering, hot hole.
"NNNNGH! NNGH! NNNGH!" she groaned as she felt her sweating body rocketing
toward climax. Thick, foamy torrents of hot cunt juice oozed out from between her
swollen cuntlips and coated her probing fingers as Marilyn felt the first of what
promised to be a long, hard series of climactic contractions rip through her pussy.
"WAWWWWWWH! WAWWWWWH! ARRRGHH!" the woman shrieked as her
cuntal walls clamped tightly around her fucking digits. "OHHH, Noooooooo!" Marilyn
cried out again as she threw up her legs and ground her trembling thighs together.
Wave after wave of delicious spasms swept over her wildly beating clit as Marilyn
bucked, heaved" and thrashed on the squeaking bed.
"OHHHHHHHH," she sighed in relief as the last contraction tore through her twat.
Slowly she slid her hands down her body until she cupped her thunderous tits.
"MMMMMMmmmmmmmm,"
Marilyn groaned as she squeezed the spongy flesh gently and ground her juice slickened
thighs sensuously together.
She knew that Billy and Paul were out of the house tonight.
She felt her pussy rumble with a series of orgasmic aftershocks. Her two teenaged sons
had been home nearly every night since Jack left for San Francisco. Marilyn had wanted
to jack herself off for days, but was afraid that the boys would hear her screaming and
groaning. It was the same story when she and Jack wanted to fuck. They had to make
sure the boys were gone for the evening before they hit the sack to play cock and cunt.
As much as she was grateful for their protection while their father was away, Marilyn
was willing to take her chances with burglars, murderers and rapists for one night –
anything to get them out of the house so that she could finger herself off as many times
as she wanted. Besides, there was their pet German shepherd Rex. God only knows he'd
tear apart anyone who'd even dare to look at the house sidewise.
"Oh my God!" Marilyn cried out loud. She felt her clit vibrate wildly as she thought of
the powerful dog's panting belly. Her mind flashed to an image of his bouncing balls
and sheathed, furry cock. "No!" she protested feebly as her nipples started itching again
and her furry cunt began to generate heat once more.
That's sick! Sick! she thought as she shook her head violently from side to side in an
attempt to throw out the pictures of Rex that ran through her mind. Gradually Marilyn
became aware of scratching sounds against her closed bedroom door.
"Rex?" she called out softly. A friendly bark followed by a series of short whines made
her smile, then realize she'd forgotten to feed him that evening. Marilyn rolled out of
bed and threw on her short pink cotton nightie. "Hungry boy?" she asked as she bent
down and ran her fingers through – the shepherd's short, stiff hairs. Marilyn gasped
with pleasure as she felt Rex's snout poking against her trembling legs.
Marilyn straightened up and strided toward the kitchen. Rex followed close behind,
pricking up his ears and sniffing the air curiously. Marilyn turned around and smiled
broadly at him, wondering if he was picking up the scent of her vaporized snatch juice.
When she reached the kitchen, Marilyn tried to remember where she'd put the food.
"Okay, boy, 'where do you think mommy- OHHHHHHHHH!" Marilyn cried out at
the powerful shepherd leaped up and placed his large paws on her shoulders. She nearly
crashed to the floor as Rex started lapping her face and hunching his hind legs against
her spread thighs. "Don't, don't!" Marilyn protested. But the animal's sudden "attack"
excited her. Something deep in her was responding to Rex's sudden show of sexual
interest. Her pussy fired up like an overheated blast furnace when she felt the
shepherd's lengthening, pointed prick strike her left leg.
"I don't know how to do this," she said, pushing Rex down to the floor, "but let's 
find out in the bedroom."
Marilyn practically ran to the bedroom. Her heart pounded wildly against her ribs as
she heard the rapid patter of toenails against the hard wood floor behind her. She
sighed and smiled to herself as she ripped off her nightie and jumped on the bed.
"Up Rex, up!" Marilyn cried excitedly as she got on her hands and knees and wriggled
her wet, gaping snatch in the shepherd's face. She closed her eyes, waiting for the
animal to do something. But nothing happened. Marilyn lowered her head and looked
between her mammoth, hanging tits. Rex was standing in the doorway with his head
cocked to one side. He seemed to be confused.
Marilyn reached back with her right hand and ran her fingertips lightly over her puffy
outer lips. Slowly, gently, she spread them apart, exposing her slick hot luck tunnel to
the dog. Rex took the hint.
"Come on, boy, don't you smell it? Can't you smell my cunt juice?" Marilyn asked the
shepherd. Suddenly Rex barked twice, then jumped on the bed behind her. He rammed
his pointed snout between her thighs and jammed it close against her pussy.
"OHHHHHHHHHH!" Marilyn cried out in fear and surprise. She was beginning to
feel a growing tingle in her nipples and cut. "Ohhhh, yessssss," Marilyn moaned as she
felt the dog's hot breath against her soaked twat hairs. "Lick me, you beautiful 
son-of-abitch!" she cooed softly. Rex seemed to understand her. Suddenly he started 
sloshing his tongue in and out of her steaming pussy.
"OH GOD, REX!" Marilyn shrieked, slamming her asscheeks against the shepherd's
probing tongue. Rex's probing was growing faster and faster as his tongue lashed in and
out of her pussy, lathered her stiffened cut shaft with spittle, then slid up to her
quivering shithole before moving back down to her twat.
"GOD! FUCKIN' JEEEEEESUS!" Marilyn screamed as she began to feel her cunt w
spasm in rhythm to the dog's jabbing tongue. "OHHHHHH, REX!! NNNNNGH! OH
GOD, YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME COME THAT WAY! YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME... MEEEEE...!"
Marilyn couldn't finish the sentence. She felt the building thrill of climax fill her body
and mind as she clenched the wrinkled top sheet and swayed wildly from side to side.
Her taut, brown nipples scraped the fabric as her cunt ached and screeched for relief.
Contractions ripped through her pussy as she felt Rex's hot tongue play back and forth
across her twitching, erect clit.
"M-MORE! HARDER! M-M-MORE! OH FUCK, REX!!! JEEEESUS, I WANT MORE! MORE!"
Marilyn cried out mindlessly. She closed her eyes and tossed her head from side to side.
Her mouth opened and emitted guttural, animal growls that matched the shepherd's.
Suddenly Marilyn felt her cunt and belly muscles tightening. This was it!
"JEEESUS, REX! LICK IT! LICK IT! OH, SHIT, FUCK, LICK IT, YOU BASTARD!
OHHHH! UNNNGH! UNNGH! UNNNGH!"
Her legs trembled and jerked wildly as an explosion ripped through her pussy.
"I CAN'T STAND IT! OH, FUCK! UNNNGH! WAWWWWH! I CAN'T STAND IT,
REX!" Marilyn wailed as spasms roared through her spit-slicked, twitching pussy.
It seemed like hours before the last contraction swept over her beating clit. Marilyn
collapsed on her elbows and started laughing softly to herself as she continued to feel
Rex's frantic licking at her slackening cunt.
"Jesus, Rex, you're almost as good as my husband," Marilyn said as she sat down on the
bed and turned around, stroking the shepherd behind the ears. He whimpered and
started moving forward, placing his right forepaw on her shoulder.
Marilyn looked down and saw his red, pointed prick jerking crazily in the air. "Oh,
Rex, I don't know if I'm quite ready for that," she said. Getting licked off by a dog was
one thing, but getting fucked by one...?
Marilyn licked her lower lip in excitement as she slid her right hand down the animal's
thick, powerful neck. Her slender fingers plowed Rex's silky coat of grey fur until they
inched up against his throbbing cock.
"Easy, boy," she cooed in the shepherd's ears as she slowly wrapped her fingers around
his long, jerking cock. It felt slippery, wet and hot in her hand. "Mmmmm, you're hot,
aren't you?" Marilyn asked the whimpering dog, feeling her cunt beginning to tingle
again. At first she couldn't believe it. Here she was, a perfectly respectable housewife
jacking off a dog! Still, there was her aching twat to think about. Should she let him
fuck her? Marilyn bit her lower lip and pondered the idea for a few seconds as drops of
pre-cum oozed out of Rex's trembling prick and moistened her massaging fingers.
Well, why the hell not? The more she thought of having the shepherd's cock jammed
up her snatch, the more she liked it.
"Here we go again, boy," Marilyn said as she stroked the animal gently behind the ears
one more time. Marilyn went back to her bitch position on the bed and wriggled her
firm asscheeks in the shepherd's face as encouragement. She heard him bark excitedly
as she felt another trickle of hot cunt juice ooze down her right thigh.
"Hurry UP!" Marilyn cried out impatiently. She turned her head around and saw Rex's
long, red cock jerking in the air as he sniffed her cunt excitedly. Marilyn was getting
too excited to wait much longer. She reached back and wrapped her ringers around the
shepherd's twitching, slick rod and pulled gently forward. "Just relax, Rex. Easy boy,"
she cooed as she felt the shepherd move forward slowly. Suddenly he scrambled onto
her and wrapped his massive, hairy forelegs around her waist. He started humping
immediately, pulling his prick out of Marilyn's hand as he tried to stuff his click into
her snatch. "You'll need a little help, boy," Marilyn said softly as she fished blindly
behind her with her right hand until she found the clog's prick again. "Take it easy,
boy," she whispered, rubbing the shepherd's oozing cockhead up and down her puffy
cuntlips. Marilyn felt the animal's hot, uneven breath against the back of her neck and
knew that Rex was close to shooting his doggie load.
"OHHH, SHOVE IT IN!" Marilyn cried, closing her eyes tightly as she felt the
shepherd lunge forward, forcing his stiff prick into her juicy fuck tunnel. It felt more
beautiful than she'd ever imagined it could. As the shepherd started hunching his hips
rhythmically back and forth, Marilyn decided that his prick felt almost as good as her
husband's thick cock.
"OHHH, FUCK MEEEEEEEE!" Marilyn wailed as she shuddered and bucked with
pleasure. "OH GOD HELP ME, I LIKE IT! OH FUCKIN' JEEEEESSSSSUUUSSS, I
LIKE IT!" Marilyn screamed. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feel of the shepherd's
hot, hairy body grinding against her sweaty skin. Marilyn loved the feel of Rex's paws
wrapped around her panting belly. She loved the sensation of the animal's knotty,
pointed prick sliding in and out of her sucking hole.
"OH REX! OH MY GOD! AGGGGGGGH! FUCK MEEE! FUCK MEEE! FUCK MEEE!"
Marilyn screamed as she started swirling her ass on the shepherd's churning, stabbing
cock. "OHHH, GOD! THAT FEELS FANTASTIC! UNNNGH! OH SHIT, THAT F-FFEELS G-G-GOOD! ARRRGH!"
Marilyn began rotating her ass faster and faster as Rex's fucking became more frenzied.
She felt her cit swell more and more as hit hot cockskin slid over her sensitive cuntal
membranes.
"I CAN'T TAKE IT! OH SHIT, I CAN'T TAKE IT ANY MORE! I-I-UNNNGH!
ARRRGH! WAWWWWWH!" Marilyn cried out mindlessly as Rex growled and
whimpered with increasing excitement. Everything in the room faded away as the
animal began his final round of frenzied fucking before blowing his load into her twat.
Buzzing explosions filled her head as blinding lights flashed in front of her eyes. Her
tits swayed back and forth as Rex's furry balls slapped noisily against her upturned
buttocks.
"N-N-NOW! NOW! OH SHIT! FUCKIN' SHIT! NOW, YOU BASTARD! SHOOT,
YOU-Y-Y-YOU-UNNNGH!"
Rex seemed happy to comply. The dog speeded up his fucking. Marilyn was nearly
knocked against the wall as she felt him hammering desperately at her cunt. He
crammed and churned his cockshaft against her swollen, quivering cuntlips. The
shepherd whimpered and whined uncontrollably now. Marilyn knew what he was about
to do.
"FUCK! FUCK! FFFFFUUUUUUCCCCCCKK MMMMEEEEEEEE!" Marilyn wailed
again. She was backing against him now, rocking in rhythm with his stabbing cock. She
lowered her head and watched Rex's long, knobby prick slide in and out of her
squishing hole, glistening under the lamp light with layers of her hot, bubbling twat
juice.
"I'M C-C-COMING! OH MY FUCKIN' JEEEESUS! I'M COOMMMMIIIINNNNGGGG! WAWWWWWWWH! ARRRGH!"
Suddenly Marilyn felt the shepherd's cock swell inside her spasming pussy and jerk
crazily. Then hot, thick doggie cum shot out of the animal's piss-slit and splattered
against her trembling, rumbling cuntal walls. His jizz filled up her steaming hole and
started to leak out from between her puffy cuntlips and trail down her trembling,
sweating thighs.
"ARRRGH!" Marilyn shrieked as spasm after spasm broke loose in her body again.
Grunting, screaming, sobbing, she thrashed from side to side as she felt Rex's incredibly
massive load of dog cum still spew into her sucking hole.
"WAWWWWH! ARRRGH! OHHHHH, NOOOOOOOO!" Marilyn shrieked
mindlessly as Rex whined and growled. Finally, the last of his load dumped into her
cunt. Rex licked the back of Marilyn's neck gratefully several times before he jumped
off and pulled his softening prick out of her violated snatch.
"UNNNGH!" she cried out as the animal's cock slipped out of her pussy. Marilyn
collapsed on the bed, sliding her body slowly over the sheets as she felt a warm glow of
sexual satisfaction cover her exhausted body. She smiled to herself as she felt Rex's
cooling load of jizz leak out of her twat and ooze down her thighs to the top sheet
below. Marilyn had never dreamed the family pet could be used for something other
than fetch-the-newspaper and protection.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the ringing phone.
"Hi babe," Marilyn heard as she put the receiver up to her ear. "Who is this?" she
asked, unable to recognize the voice at the other end of the line.
"It doesn't matter who this is, honey. I've seen you before, and I think we can get it on
together," the man panted.
Marilyn slammed the receiver down. Suddenly she felt helpless and vulnerable without
Jack and the boys there. Marilyn knew that most callers like that were harmless creeps
who wouldn't take their cocks out of their pants let alone try to slip it up their phone
victim's cunt. But still, there was that small percentage who followed up on their
threats.
"Oh!" Marilyn cried out audibly as the phone rang again. She started to walk away
from the end table. But it might be Jack or one of the boys. She couldn't ignore a
ringing phone.
"Oh, babe, I want to take my hot cock and slip it in your cunt," the voice breathed
huskily. "I want to take those big tits and mash them between my fingers. I want to
suck those tough, brown nipples until they blow off in my mouth."
"Who is this?" Marilyn demanded as the voice panted over the phone.
"It doesn't matter, babe. Just remember, you don't need a pooch to bring you off."
Marilyn almost dropped the phone in horror. How did he know? She wheeled around
and saw that the side window of the bedroom was opened few inches at the bottom.
Whoever was calling her had watched the whole scene through that narrow peep hole!
"Now you listen," she began angrily "Now YOU listen," the man countered. "I'm gonna
have a little fun with you before I finally slip my cock up your twat. Maybe up your
shitter, who knows? Just remember, you won't know if the creaking sound in your
kitchen is me or something else, babe. And when I come after your pussy, look out!"
"Please, listen to me," she wailed. But the man had hung up. Marilyn stood in the
middle of her bedroom, holding the phone tightly with her right hand as her ear was
filled with the harsh buzzing dial tone. The shock began to wear off slowly, and she
gently put the phone down.
"My God!" she cried out as she ran to the side window and slammed it d pulling the
shade until it covered the sill. Shivers ran up and down her goosepimpled skin as she
pictured an unknown man standing outside her window watching Rex jam his prick in
and out of her pussy while he slid his fingers over his red, throbbing cock. The idea
made her sick.
Then she heard a car pull up the drive. Could this be the man? Was he crazy enough to
pull right up to the house even though it was night?
Marilyn instinctively reached up and covered her tits protectively with her arms as she
heard heavy footsteps climb up the front steps and shuffle slowly across the porch
toward the front door. Cautiously, she tip-toed to the living room. Through the
curtained front window, Marilyn saw a bulky, large figure swaying back and forth. She
shifted her eyes down slightly and saw the doorknob turning slowly. Marilyn's mouth
went as dry as ashes when she heard the door shake and rattle. She wanted to cry out
for help, but her voice was gone. She wanted to run to the kitchen and out the back
door for safety, but her legs seemed cemented to the living room floor.
"OHHHHHH!" Marilyn finally cried as she heard a key slip into the lock. How did he
get a key to the house? Her eyes widened in horror and her heart pounded like a trip
hammer as she watched the door slowly open. A large, hairy hand slipped around the
edge of the door.
"AIYEEEEEE!" Marilyn screamed as she pressed her firm asscheeks against the far wall,
looking around wildly for something to protect herself with.
"Hey, mom, it's only me!" Paul said a little drunkenly as he stepped into the living
room and stared at his mother.
"Ohhhhh, thank God!" Marilyn sighed in relief. Then she became aware she was
standing naked in front of her oldest son. "I-I, j-just stay th-there," she stammered as
she ran down the hail to her bedroom. Marilyn quickly threw on a red flannel bathrobe
and returned to the living room. Paul had closed and locked the door behind him and
was standing in the middle of the room looking very puzzled.
"What was that all about?" Paul asked as he put his arms on his muscular hips and
swayed slightly back and forth.
"You've been hitting the beer again, haven't you?" Marilyn said dryly as she looked
admiringly at her eighteen-year-old son. For a teenager, Paul was overgrown by any
standard. He was larger than any other boy on the block. His big, square-jawed face
was identical to his father's. As he stood in the middle of the room wearing only a pair
of jean cut-offs and sandals Marilyn stared at his massive chest. It looked like it
belonged to a weightlifter. He was covered with black, curly hair that matted his chest
and forearms, trailing down across his washboard stomach. It flared out into a thick
bush just above the waistband of his cut-offs. Marilyn didn't need much imagination to
guess it probably completely crowned a horse-sized dick. The same curly black hair
swept down his enormous thighs and legs.
Yet in despite of his almost prehistoric build, Paul's eyes gleamed with electricity and
intelligence. He had graduated at the top of his high school class that summer and was
preparing to go to Berkeley that fall on an athletic and academic scholarship. He was
the only boy in the school to take both awards easily. Both Jack and Marilyn were
proud of the boy. But now Marilyn realized that she was looking at her oldest son with
eyes other than those of a proud mom.
"We were just celebrating, mom," Paul said in a guilty tone as he shifted his feet
uneasily on the carpeting. "You know. Getting together before I fly up north to school."
"That doesn't start for another month. Besides, I thought you said you and Billy were
going to stay at Aunt Jane's for the evening."
Jane Vimmerstadt was Marilyn's younger unmarried sister who lived on the other side
of the city. For the past year she'd been living with an airline pilot. On the nights when
he wasn't home she was afraid someone might break into her house. So, when she
called Marilyn to ask if the boys could spend a few nights with her until her lover came
back, the older woman was more than happy to oblige.
"Billy's still there," Paul said as he shifted his gaze back up to his mother's face.
God! Marilyn thought as she felt her clitstart to stiffen again. Paul's eyes seemed to
burn their way into her skull as he reeled slightly from side to side.
"But-" Marilyn started.
"It just got boring, sitting there listening to Aunt Jane talk about Ned, that guy she's
been screwin'," Paul said as he started walking toward the kitchen. "I don't want you to
talk about your aunt that way!" Marilyn said defensively. She was shocked that Paul
could refer to his aunt's affair in that way "Okay, the man she's been sleeping with.
Anyway, I called up Jerry Stewart and Allan Moore. We went out and bought a couple
of six-packs. It was sure better than listening to her all evening," Paul said as he
staggered past his mother and turned down the hail.
"Well, get to bed and sleep it off," Marilyn said, sighing deeply as she chained the door
and turned off the lights. She wanted to tell her son about the call, but knew that he
wasn't in any condition to listen to her.
"See you in the morning, mom," Paul called out from behind his closed door. Marilyn
tip-toed up to his room and heard the bed groan as the boy rolled onto the mattress. In
a few minutes his room was filled with the sound of heavy, even breathing.
Why am I acting this way? Marilyn wondered as she sneaked back into her bedroom
and unfastened her robe.
Rex's spirited fucking seemed to have unleashed a torrent of forbidden lust that had
been locked inside Marilyn for years. Her tits screamed for Paul's powerful hands. Her
pussy ached for his mammoth prick. Some powerful force suddenly gripped her body
and mind as she threw back the covers and slid quietly out of her bed.
Slowly she slipped out of her bedroom and crept down the darkened hallway toward
her son's bedroom. Marilyn stopped at the door and pressed her ear against it. The
sound of her son's breathing made her cut tremble excitedly. Images of his erect cock
floated through her mind as she reached up and pushed the door open. Marilyn poked
her head into the room and saw her son's naked body gleaming in the bright moonlight
that streamed in through the opened window.
"Oh God!" she whispered hoarsely as she crept into the room and walked up to his bed.
Paul was obviously having a wet dream. His gigantic cock was fully extended, poking
up into the air and twitching angrily as his breathing became irregular. Marilyn was
afraid he was going to pop off in the air. She wanted her son's cum in her.
Slowly she bent her head down, lowering it between Paul's widely spread, hairy legs
until her lips came in contact with her son's big balls. She took one fuck sac into her
mouth and gently massaged it with her tongue, then replaced it with the other. Paul
groaned, but remained asleep.
Releasing the balls, her lips pressed firmly against the base of her son's throbbing prick.
Slowly she moved up to the head, stretched shining by the tremendous erection. She
took it into her mouth, sliding it easily down over his hot cockmeat. Her tongue
pressed firmly against the underside, as she slid back up to the top. Her mouth then
took one sudden lunge and engulfed the whole throbbing cock until her nose pressed
deeply into the thick matting of cockhairs at the base.
"UNNNGH!" Paul cried out as he awoke. Marilyn pulled her mouth away quickly and
wanted to run out of the room before her son realized what had happened. She looked
up and saw him staring at her in disbelief. It was too late.
"What are you doing?" the boy asked dazedly as he stared at his trembling mother.
"I-I couldn't help it, Paul," Marilyn stammered, feeling her face flush with shame and
guilt. "I saw you lying there with that erection, and I just couldn't help myself."


Chapter 2

She didn't know how long Paul laid there staring at her while he lowered his right hand
and rubbed it gently over his spit-slicked cock. "Wow, I thought I was having one hell
of a dream! But now I see-" the boy began. Then he reached toward his mother.
Marilyn's heart throbbed violently. He was coaxing her forward. He wanted her to get
back to her sucking.
"Paul, I-" she began nervously.
"Never mind, just start sucking again!" the boy groaned huskily as he lay i down and
rubbed his cock and balls gently with his hands.
"Oh God," Marilyn whispered as she climbed onto her son's bed and slid on her knees
between his legs. In seconds her lips were wrapped around Paul's rigid, hot prick. Her
pussy contracted as she slid her mouth down to the root of his prick. She wrapped her
tongue around Paul's cockshaft, swirling it around, over and under his dick, working
her way slowly up to his prickhead. At the same time Marilyn reached forward and
cupped her son's hairy balls with her fingers, rolling them from side to side. Torrents of
hot twat juice spewed freely out from between her hot, fat lips as the sound of slurping
filled the moonlit bedroom.
"UNNNNGH!" Paul moaned as Marilyn's tongue gently poked at the sensitive skin just
under his thick, meaty knob.
Her tongue inched down again. Marilyn's lips smothered her son's dong. She could feel
the large vein that ran down the underside of his thick prick throb in time to her lip
massaging as she continued to stuff her mouth with his cock.
"OHHH, FUCK MOM!" Paul cried out, digging his fingernails into Marilyn's scalp as
she swirled her tongue faster and faster around his cockhead. She teased, poked and
stroked her son's red-hot prick with her mouth as she tugged and rolled his heavy,
hairy fuck sacs.
"UNNNNGH! ARRRGH! ARRRGH!" the boy groaned as he tossed his powerful
thighs into the air, ramming his cum-oozing cockhead hard against the back of
Marilyn's sucking throat.
As Paul dug his hairy buttocks into the groaning mattress, Marilyn drew his cockhead
between her lips, sliding her tongue over its smooth, spit-glistening surface. She loved
the warm, salty taste of the drops of jism that leaked freely out of his tiny hole.
"NO! NO! NOOOOOOO!" Paul begged. Marilyn sensed that the boy was just about
to blow into her mouth. Suddenly she realized that she didn't want to take him that
way. She wanted his hot jism buried in the hot, wet folds of her trembling cunt. His
prick jumped up and down in her mouth, screaming for more of her hot, sucking lips.
"I-I-ARRRGH!" Paul cried out mindlessly as Marilyn slid her lips off his dick. Opening
her mouth as wide as she could, she cupped her lips around her son's balls. She felt his
legs tremble violently as he cried out in excitement.
"NNNNGH! OHHHH, Nooooooo!"
Marilyn increased the massaging motion of her lips. She could feel this hot jism
bubbling and boiling against the wrinkled skin of his nuts. She was driving him closer
and closer to the edge again as she reached up and slowly began to jack him off with
her right hand.
"Nooooooo! I'M GONNA COME IF YOU KEEP DOIN' THAT!" Paul exclaimed as
Marilyn took her mouth away from his crotch.
"Okay, okay," she panted, reaching up with both hands and squeezing her aching
nipples.
"If I'm gonna come, I want to come inside you," Paul panted heavily as he reached up
and pushed his mother down on the bed.
Marilyn threw up her legs, grinding her hot, sweaty thighs together, as Paul crawled
between them. She looked up and saw his heavy, blood-engorged cock twitch and bob
mightily in the dark. Marilyn felt a surge of passionate love rip through her heaving
body as she saw Paul's thick, curly black hair matted against his broad forehead.
"Fuck me!" she pleaded as she threw her head back down against the bed and dug her
asscheeks deep into the mattress.
"Not yet," Paul said as he lowered his head down to Marilyn's hot snatch and nuzzled
her wiry wet cunthairs with his nose.
"AIYEEEEEEE!" Marilyn cried out as she felt her son's tongue slide slowly up and
down her cuntlips. It moved in tiny circles over the sensitive swollen membranes as his
fingers slid slowly under her trembling buttocks toward her shithole.
"NO! NO! NO!" she screamed, really begging for more as she tossed her thighs high
into the air and against her son's sucking face. Marilyn nearly went out of her mind as
she felt his thick, hot wet tongue slide across the top of her erect tiny knob.' It slid back
and forth, then swirled around the sides while his fingers strayed through cunthairs
until they inched up to the brown, wrinkled skin of her shitter.
"OHHHHHHHH!" Marilyn cried out when Paul stuck his long, thick forefinger up
her shit chute and wriggled it down as deep as he could.
"FUCK MEEEEEEEE!" she cried out as she felt her asshole and cunt contract at the
same time. Paul was jamming his finger in and out of her shitter like a tiny cock in time
to his cit-tonguing. She writhed and thrashed with unspeakable pleasure as her son's
mouth action grew more frenzied.
"Oooooooh! Eat me! SUCK MY CLIT, GOD DAMN YOU! OHHHH, FUCK! PUCK!
FUCKIN' JEEEEESUS! JAM THAT FUCKIN' TONGUE DEEPER INTO M-M-MYUNNNGH! ARRRGH!" Marilyn 
screamed, thrashing on the bed as her words coaxed Paul on.
Her son pulled away from her crotch, trailing his fingers lightly through her spit-soaked
cunthairs. Marilyn felt him blowing softly at her hot snatch as he rubbed her puffy, sore
cuntlips with his powerful thumbs. Then he dived between her parted thighs as she
spread her legs wider apart. She opened her mouth and cried out in delight as she felt
his tongue slide up toward her clit again.
"DAMN IT! DO SOMETHING! OHHHH, NOOOOOO!" Marilyn shrieked, heaving
her ass high off the bed, then jamming it back down on the mattress as Paul continued
to tease her. He poked at her throbbing clit, then backed off and lapped hungrily at her
trembling cuntlips, fingering her pussy hair with his right hand. He could smell the
rivers of cunt-juice that flowed freely out from her quivering snatch and seeped down
her bucking thighs.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" she cried out again and again. "JAM THAT COCK INTO MY CUNT!"
Paul raised his head and moved upward, banging his heavy dong against her hot groin
as he slid his tongue up her heaving belly. Slowly her son lathered her panting stomach
with layers of spittle, digging the tip of his tongue hard into her navel while he
continued to finger her trembling cuntlips. Marilyn felt herself going wild, losing
control of herself as Paul's mouth slid closer and closer to her mammoth, swollen titties.
"SUCK MY TITS!" she commanded.
He was eager to obey. Paul ran his tongue up to her neck, putting down l of spittle that
made her hot, sweaty flesh glisten. Then he moved his mouth back down to her right
nipple. Slowly, he trailed his tongue over the hard brown flesh. Suddenly he cupped his
lips over it and sucked so hard that Marilyn thought he was going to bite it off from her
swollen skin She arched her body and groaned loudly.
"OH GOD, NOOOOOOOO!" she protested, reaching down and digging her
fingernails into her son's head. She jammed it hard down on her tit as Paul swirled his
tongue rapidly over her hard nipple.
"FUCK MEEEEEEE!" Marilyn cried out desperately as she hunched up against his
probing fingers.
"I CAN'T TAKE IT! I CAN'T TAKE IT! OH GOD, FUCK MEEEEEEEE!"
Paul ignored his mother, running his fingers lightly over her matted, juice-soaked pussy
hair as he let goof her tit and licked her quivering belly.
"FUCKIN' GOD, STOP THAT! STOP IT!" she screamed as she bucked and thrashed
on the juice and sweat-stained sheets.
"Wow, you're really hot," Paul said hoarsely as he stopped toying with her pubic hairs
and stuck two fingers into her hot hole. At the same time Marilyn screamed and dug
her head hard into the mattress. Her cuntlips parted and a scream of ecstasy filled the
room as he churned his invading digits around and around her fuck tunnel.
"NOW, PAUL! GODDAMN IT! NOW!" Marilyn begged. If her son kept up his
teasing, she was going to come without a cock stuffed up her aching pussy.
Paul seemed to sense his mother's desperation.
Marilyn felt him bracing himself, positioning his cock until it was directly in front of
her wide-open snatch.
"Now!" he grunted, shoving his powerful thighs forward.
Marilyn clenched her teeth tightly together as she felt the hot knob of his large cock
batter against her puffy cuntlips. Gradually they parted, slipping around the invading
purple prickhead as the boy continued to drive his rod deeper and deeper into his
mother's welcoming cunt.
"OHHHHHHHH!" she groaned as she felt inch after inch of the boy's stiff, hot meat
slip down her fuck tunnel. His hot dong seemed to scorch her trembling cuntal walls.
Paul's heavy hot breath blew against her sweaty skin as more and more of his dick
drove into her cunt.
Finally she felt her son's hairy groin brush against her upturned, stretched cuntlips.
"FUCK ME! FUCK MEEEEEE!" Marilyn cried, locking her ankles behind Paul's neck
and hunching up against him. Her big tits were flattened against his muscular chest,
and his thick body hair tickled her taut nipples as he started sliding his thick, long prick
in and out of her squishy hole.
"FASTER! FASTER! GOD! OHHHHH, YESSSSSSSS!" Marilyn hissed excitedly as she
felt her son's balls slap wildly against her upturned asscheeks. "IN! IN! IN!" Marilyn
cried out every time Paul's dick plowed through the hot folds of her cunt.
"OH, MOM! MOM!" the boy cried out in desperation as he rotated his ass slowly,
stirring his cock inside her cunt like a butter chum.
Marilyn wailed and grunted, squirming and screwing her sweating ass on the groaning
bed while Paul's cock pounded against her reddened cuntlips more feverishly. She slid
up and down her son's pile-driving cock as best she could as she felt herself shooting up
to a mammoth, brain-searing climax.
"Paul! Oh, shit! OH, FUCK ME HARDER! I-I-I'M COMING! OHHH, FUCKIN'
JEEEEESSSSSSUS! I'M C-C-COM-!"
Marilyn couldn't finish the sentence. She screamed like a wounded animal, arching her
back and digging her nails into Paul's back as she felt the familiar knot of orgasm blow
apart somewhere deep in her gut. Explosions ripped through her body.
"AIYEE! AIYEEEE! ARRRGHV' Marilyn grunted incoherently as Paul's hands slipped
down and gripped his mother's ass tightly. She felt his back stiffen and his powerful
thighs tremble. Suddenly he screamed and thrashed from side to side as the woman felt
her son's prick swell up inside her contracting cunt.
"UNNNGH! NOOOOO!" the boy wailed as wads of white-hot jism spewed out of his
balls and into his wildly throbbing cock. They shot through the long tunnel to his
pulsating prickhead and sprayed out of the expanding piss-slit, spattering against the
rumbling walls of Marilyn's spasming pussy.
"AIYEEEEE!" Marilyn screeched as her clit beat against her slick cuntal walls. Spasm
after spasm tore through her body as Marilyn felt rivers of Paul's jism ooze out of her
stuffed cunt and trickle down her thighs.
"Oh God, oh God," Marilyn moaned over and over as Paul lowered his head and softly
kissed her aching tits. "What have we done, Paul? Oh God, what have we done?"
Marilyn asked.
"I guess I could say it was the beer," Paul finally said. "But that wouldn't be the truth. I
guess I've been wanting to do this for a long time," he admitted as he ground his groin
against Marilyn's slackening pussy.
"Oh, Paul. We can't do this again," Marilyn said, hoping her son would think of a way
out. She hated to think that she'd never be able to stuff Paul's prick up her snatch
again.
"We'll figure out something," Paul said as he hunched back and slid his softening dick
out of his mother's cunt.
Suddenly Marilyn remembered the obscene phone call and nervously looked around at
the opened window. She didn't see anyone peering in. She should have thought of that
earlier! That man might do anything.
"I-I think I'd better go to my room now," Marilyn said, struggling to climb out of her
son's bed. He'd wrapped his powerful, hairy arms around her waist and was obviously
planning on falling to sleep cradling her.
"What for?" Paul asked disappointedly as he reached down and gently stroked
Marilyn's well-rounded, firm ass.
"It's – I don't think I should tell you," Marilyn said as she finally freed herself and slid
off the bed.
"Mom?" Paul said, then jumped out of bed and stood directly in front of her.
Marilyn felt his strength pass through her. Maybe he could help. At least he could
reassure her there was nothing to that call.
"I got an obscene phone call a little while ago. I know lots of women get them, but this
guy sounded like he meant business," Marilyn said, feeling her cunt contract in fear as
she remembered the husky, panting sound of the caller's voice.
"What do you mean?" Paul asked, his face reflecting the anger and outrage that was
building up in him.
"He's been watching me, Paul. I mean, he's practically been in my bedroom, watching
everything I do. He might have even been watching us tonight," Marilyn said
nervously, pointing at the window.
Paul raised his hand and scratched his chin thoughtfully.
"Maybe we should call the police," he suggested. "No!" Marilyn almost shouted. "I
mean, usually they won't do anything until someone gets a bunch of these calls."
"Then we'll have to wait," Paul said, shrugging his shoulders, then kissing his mother
on the forehead. "The next time he calls, listen for background noises – you know, like
airplanes, trains, busses, something like that. It might give us a clue to where this
weirdo is calling from," Paul said.
"Right now, I'm gonna take a shower. Want to join me in the tub, mom?" Paul asked,
smiling slyly while he scratched his hairy balls.
"In a second," Marilyn said, licking her lips in excitement as she saw her son's prick
jerk again into stiffness.
While Paul started the water running, Marilyn heard the phone ring over the shower.
Her heart started to pound wildly and cold sweat broke out on her forehead and palms.
"Paul?" she called out. He didn't hear her, and the phone kept ringing.
It's probably Jack, she decided as she ran to the living room her titties flopping noisily
as she flounced down the hail.
"Hello?" she said nervously into the receiver.
There was no answer. "Hello? Please, who is this?" Marilyn asked in a high, nervous
voice.
"Ohhhh, baby. I like you answering the phone like that, your cunt wide open under the
phone, your titties bouncing around. Ummmmmm, I'd love to run my tongue up your
pussy lips and suck on that big, juicy cunt of yours," the voice groaned huskily.
"Who is this?" Marilyn asked again. Her mind reeled in horror as she heard the heavy,
uneven breathing at the other end of the line.
"You know what I've got in my hand, babe? A big nine thick inches all ready to plow
through your crotch and up your cunt. Got a hot load for that snatch of yours.
Ummmmminm, my balls just ache thinking about that."
"Get off this phone!" Marilyn ordered, her face flushed with outrage and anger. "Stop
calling me, or I'll get the police on you."
The man laughed long and loudly at her last threat.
"Ohhhh, babe, you're too much. You're gonna call the cops? And what are you gonna
tell them? That you've been fuckin' dogs and your own son while somebody's been
watchin' through the window?"
Marilyn felt cold chills run up her back. So, he did watch her and Paul fuck! How?
How could he have known when she was going to get screwed by him? She didn't even
know what was going to happen until the last second. Was he watching the house all
the time? Her breathing became heavy and irregular when she thought of the possibility
of some neighbor who was constantly peering through the windows, waiting for a hot
sex scene.
"They'd never believe you!" she said defensively.
"It doesn't matter. Besides, how are they gonna find me, babe? Come on, relax and let
me get my kicks. When I'm ready for your cunt, I'll be by and get it on. Then, it'll all
be over. All over," the voice said.
Marilyn didn't like the way the man was emphasizing the word "over".
"What do you mean?" she asked, terrified.
"You figure it out, babe," he said, hanging up the phone.
Marilyn slammed down the receiver and wrapped her arms around her tits tightly.
Visions of a mad rapist kicking down the door filled her mind. She imagined some
madman beating her viciously while fucking her, then mutilating her body slowly
before letting her die. She'd read of similar things happening to other women. Now it
was happening to her.
"Paul!" she cried out, running quickly through the hail to the bathroom.
"Jesus, mom! You look like somebody's painted your face white!" the boy said as he
stuck his wet head out between the shower curtains.
"He called! He called!" she panted, reaching out and supporting herself on the sink as
she looked pleadingly at her son.
"That man?"
"Oh God, if he is a man. Yes! He saw us," she said, catching her breath.
"What does he want, blackmail?" Paul said frowning at the idea of having been
observed fucking his mother.
"I don't know. I don't think so. I don't know what the hell he wants. No, that isn't
true," Marilyn said, correcting herself. "He wants my pussy. I know that. But I think
he's one of those freaks who wants something more," she said, slowly putting her hands
around Paul's ruggedly handsome face. The water had matted down his thick black,
curly hair. Marilyn stared at him and felt her snatch fire up. He'd never looked so
powerful and good-looking to her as he did now.
"More?" Paul asked, pulling the shower curtains apart and leading his mother into the
stall.
"You know, one of those sex freaks who enjoys cutting up women," Marilyn said as
Paul started soaping down her mammoth, spongy tits.
"Don't worry, mom. I'll help you find this freak," the boy murmured, sliding his face
down her wet belly as he continued to soap down her body.
"Ummmmmmm," Marilyn groaned as she felt her son slide his slick, soapy fingers
around her puffy cuntlips, then inch them over her firm thighs to her quivering
shithole.
"Ohhh, Jeez, I think I can take you on right here," Paul moaned in Marilyn's ear as he
stood. back up and pulled her tightly against his steely body. His mother gasped in
delight as she felt the full hot length of his extended cockshaft sliding up and down her
fat, hot cuntlips. At the same time Paul was kneading her taut ass, spreading the spongy
flesh apart from the tiny crevice that ran between her asscheeks and running his fingers
slowly across the slick flesh of her shitter.
"Unnnnnh! You know, Paul, there was some thing familiar about that voice," Marilyn
said thoughtfully as she felt her stiff nipples being sanded by the thick, wet body hairs
of her son's massive chest.
"What?" Paul asked, concentrating on Marilyn's steaming pussy.
"Familiar. I mean, I've heard that voice somewhere before. Whoever called tried to
disguise his voice with a handkerchief or something, but I know that voice from
somewhere."
"Are you sure?" Paul asked in surprise.
"Positive! If I could only remember!" Marilyn said in frustration as she ground her
swollen pussy against her son's iron-hard rod.
"Well, there'll be plenty of time for that later," Paul said huskily, returning to his cunt
and ass rubbing.
"OHHHHHHHHH, DDON'T!" Marilyn screeched above the sound of the roaring
water as her son drove two fingers into her shit chute. She noticed Paul had an unusual
interest in her asshole, almost as powerful as the one he had in her cut. She smiled
slightly as she felt the boy's powerful hands slide up her wet thighs to her tits,
squeezing the hot flesh and mashing in her nipples while he hunched down slightly.
Paul was positioning himself for a quick entry.
"ARRRGH!" Marilyn screamed as Paul jammed his throbbing reddened pole up her
cunt until his balls slammed against her pussy. The shower water sprayed across her
upturned face as the boy drove and churned his prick frantically in her pussy. She dug
her fingernails into Paul's neck and pumped with the boy, forgetting about the caller.


Chapter 3

"Here, Rex! Here, boy," Marilyn called out the back door as she watched the shepherd
sunning himself at the other end of the yard. She watched him perk up his ears and
bark twice.
She felt her cunt swell and throb at the sound of the animal. Marilyn had tried to hold
down her desire for the shepherd. Jack was supposed to come home today, and she and
Paul had fucked twice the night before. How much did her cunt want? Marilyn had
never felt like this before. It was as if her pussy was a giant vacuum cleaner, sucking in
every kind of prick within range.
"Come inside, boy," she said nervously, remembering how the caller had watched her
fuck both the dog and her son the day before. She was going to have to be more careful
this time. "That's it boy, oh yessss, come in," Marilyn cooed as the shepherd trotted
across the yard and into the kitchen.
"In the bedroom," Marilyn ordered.
Rex barked excitedly and ran ahead of her through the kitchen and down the hail. She
felt her pussy rumble in anticipation of the animal's knotty prick and her nipples poked
angrily against her bra as she followed Rex to the bedroom.
"Good boy," she cooed as she closed the door behind her and stared at the waiting
shepherd. Marilyn unbuttoned her blouse and unzipped her skirt quickly, then stood
spread-legged in front of the panting dog. She unsnapped her bra and tossed it across
the floor. Her tits flopped down to her chest as she felt Rex's hot glance burn through
her taut nipples. She reached up and ran her fingertips across her nipples, enjoying the
feeling of them stretching more and more above the rest of her goose-fleshed tit skin.
"Easy, boy," Marilyn purred as Rex walked over to her, rubbing his hot, furry side
against the inside of her right leg. She felt hot and cold shivers shoot up to her cut,
making it beat wildly as she slipped her thumbs under the waistband of her panties.
"UNNNNGH!" Marilyn groaned as she pushed them down to the floor and walked
over to the bed. Rex knew what to expect. His big bushy tail wagged with excitement.
Marilyn guessed that he already knew he was going to mount he ass, jam his pointed
slick prick up her cunt, and blow his doggie cum into her pussy. Marilyn sat on the bed
and spread her legs as widely apart as she could. Almost instantly, his snout went to her
crotch to sniff at and toy with her pussy hairs ."OHHHH, YESSSSSSS!" Marilyn
moaned as she felt her hot cuntlips contract with the first touch of the animal's cold,
wet nose.
She grabbed the dog's head, jamming his pointed snout into her steaming pussy.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" she screeched, stabbing her cunt with his snout as if it. were a
warm, furry dildo. "IN! IN! IN!" Marilyn groaned as the dog whined in protest.
"MMMMMMMM, OH GODDDDDDD!" she cried out as she felt her throbbing stiff
cit rub against Rex's cold nose. Shivers of delight tore through her cunt. Her body
quivered as Rex backed away slightly and started licking her slash. His tongue wasn't as
well trained as Paul's or Jack's, but it was still doing the trick.
"Ohhh, yesssss, there boy," Marilyn cooed softly. "There you go. Lick Marilyn! Lick her
off! UNNNGH!"
Marilyn looked down at her thick black bush of spit-covered pussy hair. Rex's snout
seemed buried in the wiry hair. She wanted to drive the dog's head up her cunt until it
slid down to her womb.
"OHHHHH, REX! OH GOD, THAT FEELS SOOOO GOOD! UMMMMMMMM... ARRRRGH! JEEEEESUS!"
Marilyn closed her eyes and marveled at the shepherd's growing expertise. Rex was
zeroing in on her cut. He guided his tongue up and down the moist sensitive parts of
her fuck tunnel. Marilyn squirmed and squealed, hunching up to his muzzle as she let
go of his head to squeeze her erect nipples.
"OH, GOD, DOG! GNNNNNNNNGH! OH FUCK, SHIT! DOGGIE, YOUR
GOOD! UNNNGHM, REX, YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME COME!"
Marilyn felt herself rocketing toward a powerful climax. She felt a series of violent,
brain-searing Spasms rip through her cunt.
"UNNGH! ARRRGHHH! OHHHHH, NOO OOOO! OH SHIT, YOU'RE MAKIN'
ME POP OFF!" Marilyn screamed as she banged her hot ass up and down on the
mattress, slamming her hot, wet snatch against the shepherd's probing muzzle. Her
nipples ached; her cunt was spasming regularly now; and she could feel her belly
muscles tightening as the dog concentrated his licking now on her throbbing cit.
"LICK ME, FUCKER!" she shrieked. "LICK ME! LICK ME, YOU GODDAMN
FUCKER! UNNNGH! OH, SHIT! YOU'RE MAKIN' MEEEE-ARRRGHHH! WAWWWWWWH! AIYEEEEE!"
Marilyn shouted as her cunt, womb and shithole contracted at the same time. She was
writhing and twisting on the big bed, banging her ankles on the big shepherd's back as
orgasms exploded out between her legs and shot like wildfire over her body. "Ooooooo,
boy, that was goooood!" Marilyn said as she tried to catch her breath. She dropped her
legs and reached forward to scratch the dog behind his ears. He barked twice and
whined.
"Sorry, boy. I always seem to do that," Marilyn said as she saw Rex's red, pointed dick
twitching angrily and unsatisfied in the air. "I'll take care of that now," Marilyn said,
sliding back on the bed and tossing her legs high in the air.
She stroked her sore, swollen pussy lips gently with both hands. She'd just come, but
was ready for a dog luck right now.
Then the phone rang.
My God, how could he have seen me? Marilyn wondered as she dropped her legs and
reached for the phone. All the shades were drawn and the door was locked. Her hand
trembled as she picked up the receiver.
"Marilyn?" a familiar voice asked.
"Ohhhh, Jack. Thank God it's you," Marilyn sighed in relief as she recognized her
husband's voice.
"Something wrong?"
"Sort of," Marilyn said, trying to hide the nervousness in her voice. She hadn't decided
exactly how she was going to break the news to her husband. If she told him she was
receiving obscene phone calls, he'd want to know what they were about. Marilyn
couldn't tell him that; not right now, anyway.
"Are you okay?" Jack asked.
"Oh, it's nothing," she said, calming herself down and trying to keep Rex away from
her pussy as she talked with her husband. The dog kept whining and barking anxiously.
Marilyn prayed that Jack didn't hear him.
"I thought I'd call you and tell you I'll be tied up in San Francisco for the rest of the
week."
"The rest of the week?" Marilyn cried. If she ever needed her husband, it was now. But
she couldn't tell him why. Marilyn bit her lip in disappointment while she shoved Rex
away.
"Yeah. I know, I want to get back to that hot cunt of yours," her husband said huskily.
"Ummmmmmmm," Marilyn groaned, half in response to Jack's tone of voice, and half
to Rex's insistent cuntlip licking.
"But when I get back, I'll nail that ass of yours to the mattress," he said jokingly.
"It'll be waiting for you," Marilyn said, unable to help smiling at her husband's obvious
anxiousness to hop into her pussy.
"Take care, babe. I'll call you tomorrow to see how you're getting along."
Marilyn wanted to keep him on the phone. She felt safe and secure while talking to
Jack. Still, he had business to take care of and Rex was getting impatient and whining
louder and louder. Her husband would start asking questions pretty soon if she didn't
hang up.
"I love you, Jack. Hurry home," she said as her husband hung up. Marilyn looked at
the anxious dog, feeling guilty about what she was going to do. But as usual, her cunt
seeped to have a mind of its own, and was demanding to be stuffed with the dog's
prick.
"Oh shit, why not?" Marilyn exclaimed as she tossed her legs in the air again and
wriggled her furry crotch like a battle flag in front of Rex's snout.
In an instant he was on top of her, his big hairy forepaws pressing down hard on her
shoulders. Rex was breathing heavily as he drove his pointed dick against her upturned
asscheeks.
"You're missing the target, boy," Marilyn said as she reached under the shepherd's
heaving belly and wrapped her slender fingers around his hot slender cock. She moved
it down slightly, then felt his cockhead touch the edge of her cuntlips. Marilyn let go of
his prong and braced herself for the penetration. Her moans combined with Rex's
growls as she felt his dick slide easily up her cunt.
"OHHHH, GOD!!" Marilyn screamed. Rex growled and whined excitedly, hunching
his hindlegs wildly as his hot knotty cock drove between her fat cuntlips.
"FUCK ME, YOU GODDAMNED BIG BASTARD! JAM THAT FUCKIN' COCK IN
MY SNATCH! ARRRGH!! WAWWWWW! OH, GOD DAMN IT! FUCK ME! FUCK
ME! UNNNGH! FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!" Marilyn moaned loudly as the dog's prick slid
easily in and out of her cunt with an audible squishing sound. Marilyn closed her eyes
and smiled. It was the most beautiful sound in the world to her.
"WAWWWWWWWWWWWWWW HHHHHHHHH!" Marilyn screamed as Rex
humped her wildly, jamming his pointed prick harder and harder until she could feel
the last big knot bang against her cunt. She sucked in her breath sharply as she felt it
crash past her puffy lips and bury itself in her hot, wet luck hole.
"AIYEEEEE! AIYEEEE! AIYEEEE!" Marilyn cried out in ecstatic agony as she felt the
big knot shoot into her cunt. She squirmed and thrashed more and more as her sucking
hole fired up hotter and hotter with each thrust of the shepherd's jerking cock. Marilyn
reached up with her hands and squeezed her tits, mashing in her aching, itching nipples
as she felt Rex's furry bally swing forward and slap her asscheeks noisily.
"OH, NOOOOOO!" Marilyn cried out as he drove his big prick deeper into her
spasming cunt. As the big knot in the dog's twitching prick worked deeper into her
pussy, it stretched the quivering, sensitive cuntal walls more and more, making Marilyn
think her body was going to blow apart with sexual pleasure.
"OHHHHH, NOOOOOO! NOW! NOW, YOU GOD DAMNED SON-OF-ABITCH! SHOOT YOUR LOAD, FUCK YOU!" 
Marilyn cried out desperately. She felt her cunt begin to explode with orgasmic fury. 
She squirmed on the stained sheets, grunting and screaming as her climax grew to a 
mind-breaking peak.
Her cries seemed to reach the dog. Marilyn felt Rex stiffen and his cock swell inside her
trembling pussy. She reached up and grabbed the whining dog, screwing her pussy hard
against his groin as she tightened her cunt muscles around the animal's spasming dick.
Rex's cock began to vibrate furiously inside her.
"UNNNNGH! WAWWWWWWH! ARRRR RRGH! FUCK! NOW! NOW! NOW!"
Marilyn shrieked as she felt the dog's hot cum spurt into her, splattering against her
trembling cuntal walls. Rex growled again, working his long, thick knotty cock back
and forth in her contracting pussy as squirt after squirt of thick animal jism spurted
into her snatch.
"NNNNNNNNNGH! NOOOOOOOOO! ! !" Marilyn cried out, feeling another series
of contractions rip through her aching cunt. She was having a double climax! It had
happened only a few times with her husband, and now it was happening again – with a
dog's dick stuffed inside her! Marilyn heaved and moaned, clenching her cuntal muscles
tightly around Rex's exploding cock as she milked the last few drops of hot white cum
from his contracting balls.
"OHHHHH, THAT WAS GOOD BOY, GOOD!" Marilyn cooed as she felt the last
contraction ripple through her slackening cunt. The dog lowered his head and licked
her neck affectionately as she ran her fingers through his soft fur.
Suddenly Marilyn sensed someone was watching her. She opened her eyes and focused
on a figure standing in the bedroom doorway.
"Paul!" Marilyn cried out in horror, shoving Rex out of her pussy and down to the
floor.
"Jesus!" was all the boy could say. Marilyn studied him and saw shock and surprise in
his face.
"I can explain," Marilyn began, but then realized that she couldn't. "I guess you'll just
have to accept this," Marilyn said softly, while Rex trotted over to the far corner of the
bedroom and curled up to sleep.
"How long have you been doing this?" Paul asked as he stared at the sleeping shepherd.
"I just started. It happened – last night. Before you and I – well, you know," Marilyn
said nervously. She sighed in relief.
"Well, it isn't too often I play second fiddle to a dog," Paul said, closing the door
behind him.
Marilyn looked at him curiously. What was he planning to do? Why was he taking off
his T-shirt? She looked down at his crotch and saw the long outline of his prick
pressing against the tight blue material of his jeans.
"What-?" Marilyn began as she watched him toss his shirt to the floor and unbutton his
Levi's.
"By the way," Paul said, as he stopped undressing. "That phone call you got at first. Did
it have anything to do with Rex?"
Marilyn blushed, then nodded her head.
"Jesus! I think we've got a real problem on our hands. This guy seems to be
everywhere!" Paul said as he opened his fly completely and slid his jeans down to the
floor. Marilyn stared at the throbbing, bulging cock outline against Paul's white cotton
jockey shorts. She couldn't believe it, but her pussy was steaming up again.
"I'm surprised he didn't call you today," her son said as he drove his thumbs under the
elastic waistband of his briefs and slid them down to his knees. Marilyn licked her
lower lip excitedly, remembering the hot, salty taste of her son's pre-cum. A drop of it
dangled now at the tip of his purple, spasming prickhead.
"Let's talk about that later," Marilyn said as she raised her knees and spread her thighs
apart.
Paul stared at her for a moment, then looked at Rex curled up in the corner.
"You know what'd be a real turn-on, for me, anyway?" Paul said as he smiled slyly at
his mother.
"Oh God, Paul, nothing kinky!" Marilyn said, half hoping it would be.
"Hey, boy. Come here," Paul said to the dog. Almost instantly the shepherd raised his
head and looked at the boy. One glance at Paul's erect cock and Marilyn's upturned
pussy told the animal what was about to happen.
"Paul, what are you planning?" Marilyn asked as the shepherd ran to the bed and
jumped up next to her.
"Ever blow a dog before?" Paul said as he stepped up to the bed until he was even with
her thighs. He reached over and gathered some of the top sheet with his fingers, wiping
his mother's cum-dripping pussy clean with the material.
"OHHHHHH!" she cried. Even the touch of the sheet against her swelling pussylips
was enough to make her clit throb. "No, I never sucked off a dog, and I really don't
know if I want to."
"Try," he said simply, sliding on the bed and inching between her legs as he positioned
the dog above Marilyn's upturned face. "I'll take care of your snatch, while old Rex
here'll make sure you don't scream all over the neighborhood."
"OHHHHHHH!" she cried out as the boy was on top of her, fingering her cit. At the
same time she looked up and saw Rex's cock slowly stiffening. Soon, the red pointed tip
slid past his dark grey furry sheath while his balls twitched excitedly. She was going to
protest, then felt Paul touch the sensitive tip of her clit, grabbing it now between two
fingers and rolling it around like a pea. Marilyn almost pissed on the sheets with
excitement.
"Suck that dog! GODDAMN IT, SUCK THE DOG!" Paul ordered gruffly as he tugged
hard at her cut until Marilyn thought he was going to rip it off her pussy.
"OHHHHHHHH!" Marilyn cried out again as she reached up and grabbed Rex's
knobby prick with her right hand. The dog whimpered excitedly as she pulled his dick
down toward her opened mouth. Paul was still squeezing her clit with his fingers when
she slid her lips around the shepherd's wildly jerking cock. Marilyn sucked hard until
she felt the base of Rex's prick brush against her upper lip. Her body shook violently as
Paul's cockhead started banging against her puffy cuntlips.
"MMMMGGGFFFFFFF!" Marilyn moaned as her mouth was stuffed with the dog's
hunching cock. She moved her tongue in tiny circles around Rex's slick, knotty cock.
"FUCK! FUCK!" Paul cried as he hunched his powerful hairy thighs forward. The tip
of his cockhead disappeared between Marilyn's fat stretched lips. Marilyn sucked harder
at Rex's slippery pole as she felt her son's cock jam deeper and deeper into her pussy.
Suddenly he was pulling it out, churning it around and around slowly as he did.
"OH, NOOOO! DON'T TEASE!" Marilyn pleaded as she spat out Rex's dick.
"Suck that fuckin' dog," Paul said hoarsely as he lowered his face until it was opposite
her juicy snatch. "I know what the fuck I'm doing.
Marilyn sighed, then reached up and guided the animal's jerking dick back into her
mouth. Soon Paul was on his belly, his face between his mother's trembling thighs. He
reached forward and pulled her cuntlips apart with his thumbs. Marilyn felt the cool air
of the room blow into her hot snatch. Then Paul was pushing forward, burying his
tongue in her crack, slurping up her cuntjuices as Marilyn continued to massage Rex's
throat-banging dick with her tongue.
"UNNNNNGH! UNNNNGH! WAWWWWWG MMMMFFF!" she groaned as she
threw her hips up, impaling her pussy on her son's probing tongue.
"UNNNNGH! ARRRGHHH!" Marilyn cried out, wriggling her thighs desperately as
Paul rubbed his nose in her pussy. He was pushing the tight membranes with his big
nose as he inched forward, trailing his finger through the wet slit. His nose moved back
toward her asshole, poking teasingly against the brown puckered skin. Then it moved
back toward her cunt, sliding into the junction of her pussylips and then sliding over
the slick membranes to her hole. He pushed back into her snatch, scraping along the
pussy wall as his teeth nibbled softly on her clit.
Marilyn prayed that Paul would luck her right away. Rex couldn't hold out much
longer. She wanted to feel her son's luck smashing into her cunt at the same time the
shepherd blew his wad into her mouth.
"Okay, okay, NOWWWW!" Paul almost screamed as he pulled his face away from his
mother's crotch and jerked forward, spearing his cock hard into her pussy.
"UNNNGHHHHFFFFFF!" Marilyn cried out, reaching up and wrapping her hands
around Rex's hot, furry sides and pulling his cock deep into her throat until she could
feel its pointed end bang against the back of her sucking mouth.
Paul closed his eyes and jammed his prick hard into his mother's cunt as his heavy,
hanging balls slapped audibly against her buttocks. Marilyn clamped her cuntal muscles
tightly around her son's stabbing prick while she gave one final, hard suck at Rex's
twitching cock. That did it. The dog howled, then shot the first of his heavy load into
her mouth.
"ARRRRGHHH!" Paul cried out at the same time as the first big spurt blew out of his
hairy balls and into his spasming cock. In seconds it was spattering against Marilyn's
spasming cuntal walls.
"AIYEEEEEEEEE!" Marilyn shrieked as she spat out Rex's shooting prick again. The
dog howled again, blowing his wad all over the woman's contorted face.
"UNNNNNNGH!" Paul groaned as he watched the shepherd spatter his jism on his
mother's face. Marilyn felt the thrill of climax build suddenly in her pussy. She felt her
nipples tingle and her belly muscles tighten again. Her legs quivered and bounced off
the back of her son in excitement as she ground and twisted her asscheeks on the bed.
"AIYEE! WAWWWWWWGHHHH! AIYEEE!" Marilyn cried out desperately as Rex
finished shooting on her.
"Terrific!" Paul said as he threw back his head and rubbed the sweat out of his eyes.
"But you look a little covered with cum."
Marilyn laughed and reached over to grab the pillow next to her. She wiped off Rex's
sticky, cooling jism from her lace and looked up at Paul's smirking face.
"I'll bet you think I'm some kind of pervert or something," she said.
Paul smiled tenderly at her, then kissed her passionately on the lips. His tongue drove
past her front teeth and slid easily into the hot recesses of her mouth. Marilyn thought
she could feel her son's softened prick beginning to harden again.
"OHHHHH! Well, I guess you don't," she said lightly, pushing Paul gently back as she
slid off his prick and lowered her legs to the mattress.
"Maybe just a little strange," Paul said, laughing I at her as she trotted toward the
bathroom, mincing lightly to keep his cum from leaking down her thighs. "When you
get through in there, we'll talk about those calls."

Chapter 4

They decided to tape the next call. Paul had a friend who worked part-time in an
electronics store a few blocks away. The two boys could hook a recording device to the
telephone and play back the calls to listen for some sort of clue.
While Paul was showering, Marilyn began to wonder where Billy was. It was after one
p.m. and he still wasn't home. She wondered how long her sister was going to keep him
around for protection. When the phone rang, she prayed it wasn't the anonymous
caller.
"Hi, Marilyn. I hope you don't mind my keeping Billy this long, but there's been some
reports about peeping Toms around the neighborhood. I just felt safer with him around.
I hope Paul got back safely," Jane said.
"Oh, don't worry about him. He managed to stagger in last night, a little high on beer,
but that's okay," Marilyn said, happy to learn the caller was her sister.
"I'm sorry about that. You know, I really think I should get a dog or something. With
that slob of mine on all those flights, I need some kind of security, don't you think?"
Jane asked.
Marilyn felt her pussy contract at the sound "dog." She wondered if this thing with Rex
was going to turn into a regular thing.
"I'll tell you what, honey. Why don't you get ready, and I'll stop by to pick you up in
two hours. We'll go to a few pet stores and pick out something for you," Marilyn said
"Great! I'll feel a lot better with a mutt around. Oh, Billy should be getting home about
now. I'll ring off now. See you in a little bit," Jane said enthusiastically.
As Marilyn was hanging up the phone, she saw Billy running up the front sidewalk.
She dashed to the bedroom to dress.
"Hey mom, I'm home," the young boy shouted as ran into the living room.
"I'm in the bedroom. Be out in a second," Marilyn shouted as she picked up her bra
and flopped her tits into the big cups. She slid her silk panties up and threw on her
blouse and skirt in seconds. While Paul was still showering, she stepped into the hall.
God, he's going to wash his skin away! Either that or he's jacking off in the water,
Marilyn thought as she walked by the bathroom door. The idea of her oldest son
masturbating in the shower stall made her clit suddenly pop out of its tiny sheath and
tingle.
"Hey, mom, you okay?" Billy asked as Marilyn walked dreamily into the living room.
"Uh? Oh, fine, son. I was just day-dreaming, I guess," she said.
Where Paul was built like a hairy Titan, Billy had the features of a slender young man.
He was a little under six feet and slender. Billy worked hard at keeping his body
smoothly muscular, trying to avoid looking too thin. His shoulders were well molded,
in perfect proportion to his slender waist. Unlike Paul, he had a thick head of white
blond hair that constantly dangled in his blue, restless eyes.
Also unlike his brother, Billy's body was smooth and practically hairless except for the
crotch. Marilyn knew there was a forest of thickly matted blond cock hair bushing
above his long, slender cock. She'd seen him once in the shower and nearly dropped to
her knees, wanting to slip his prick into her mouth. Where her oldest son's cock was
thickly veined and massive in width, Billy's excelled in being smooth, finely tapered,
and excessively long. As she walked to the center of the room, Marilyn wondered why
she never made advances to him. Perhaps that would all change soon.
"God, Aunt Jane's a real drag," Billy said disgustedly as he brushed by his mother and
walked toward the kitchen.
"Billy! Is eating all you think of?" Marilyn asked.
"Not all," he said, opening the refrigerator door. Marilyn sighed and sat down on one
of the kitchen chairs as Billy searched the refrigerator for some food.
"Why is your aunt a drag?" she asked, making conversation as she stared at Billy's
body.
"Oh, you know. All she can talk about is how she and that stud of hers fuck and suck
all the time," Billy said nonchalantly as he slammed the door shut.
"I don't want to hear you talk about your aunt that way!" Marilyn said, surprised by her
youngest son's language.
"Aw, mom. Everybody knows what Aunt Jane's doing. And to tell you the truth, I
wonder if she's been making up a few stories. I've never seen that guy of hers," Billy
said as he bit into an apple.
"Come to think of it, neither have I," Marilyn said thoughtfully. Jane had told her he
was an airline pilot and was gone a good deal of the time. Still, it was odd that she'd
never met him. He must be in town some of the time.
"See? I bet she's just making up all that business and she's still a virgin," Billy said
offhandedly.
Marilyn laughed out loud, then tried to stop herself. If there was one thing she was
certain of, it was that her sister wasn't a virgin. She remembered the night Jane was
caught in her dorm room with three men. One was fucking her in the cunt, the other
was slamming his cock in her mouth, while the third was trying to jam his prick up her
shithole. It was a miracle that Jane wasn't thrown out of the college that evening.
Rumor had it that she fucked the brains out of all the administrators the following day.
"No, I don't think your aunt's a virgin. But it does seem strange that I've never met her
boyfriend," Marilyn said as she felt her pussy grow hotter and hotter. She wished Paul
were dried and out of the house so she could make a play for Billy.
"Well, whatever her problem is, I'm glad I'm home," Billy said, stopping his eating long
enough to smile broadly at his mother.
Marilyn felt her cunt throb again. "Say, where's Paul?" the younger boy asked as he
started for the living room.
"In the shower – OHHHHHHH!" Marilyn cried as she slipped from her chair, striking
Billy's crotch. Marilyn's face quickly encountered her son's groin.
"Wow!" Billy cried out in surprise as she kept her face pressed against his fly, moving
her lips slowly up and down the growing bulge between the boy's legs. "Don't – don't
move, p-please," he stammered as Marilyn noticed his cock's instant reaction to her
mouthing.
"Ohhhhhh, let me take care of you," Marilyn moaned, reaching up with her right hand
and unbuckling the boy's belt. Billy struggled slightly in her arms, but Marilyn held his
thighs tightly.
"Ohhhh, let me show you what I've shown your brother," she cooed.
"You've done this with Paul?" Billy exclaimed in surprise as Marilyn unfastened the
snaps and tore open the top of his pants. She gave his jeans one yank and slid them
down to his knees. She saw the tip of his cockhead barely poking above the white
elastic waistband of his cotton briefs. Marilyn stuck out her tongue and leaned forward,
sanding the boy's expanding piss slit with its tip as she ran her fingers lightly up and
down the throbbing outline of Billy's long prick.
"UNNNNNGH!" the boy moaned, leaning so far forward that he nearly lost his
balance.
Suddenly Marilyn remembered Paul. She pulled her face away from Billy's hot groin
and strained her ears. He was still taking his shower! But what if he came into the
kitchen or living room and saw the two of them fucking? How could Paul criticize her?
He didn't seem too upset about finding out about her and Rex. Why should he start
shouting about her fooling around. with her youngest son? Maybe he'd like to join
them in a three-way?
"Ohhhh," Billy moaned, as he wrapped his fingers around his mother's head. He
pushed her face back against his groin and ground his throbbing dick against her
sucking mouth.
"MMMMGFFFFF! Let's go somewhere else besides the kitchen," Marilyn suggested.
She couldn't imagine bucking and writhing on a tile floor while her ankles banging
against a Formica sink top.
"How about here?" Billy suggested as they entered the living room.
Marilyn stopped and turned around, smiling coyly at Billy.
"Why not?" she said excitedly, secretly hoping that Paul would come in and find them.
Billy stood a few feet away from her and watched her open-mouthed as she disrobed.
He squeezed and released the massive bulge between his legs periodically as Marilyn
unbuttoned her blouse and unzipped her skirt. In a few seconds she wore only her bra
and panties.
"Your tits!" Billy said huskily as he gave his cloth-imprisoned cock a hard squeeze.
Marilyn shifted her eyes down and saw a growing dark stain at the top of his shorts.
The drops of pre-cum were oozing freely out of his piss.slit.
Marilyn felt her own juices seeping out of her cuntal membranes and pouring freely
from between her fat, hot pussy lips and down her I thighs. She shifted her legs slightly
and felt her silken panties sticking to her soaked, frizzy cunt hairs.
"Ohhh, yessssss," she hissed as she reached back and unsnapped her bra. In an instant
her swollen boobs fell out of their harness and bobbed sensuously on her chest.
"Ohhh, do you like what you see, Billy?" Marilyn asked her son softly as she reached
up and clamped her fingers around the spongy flesh of her thunderous tits. The woman
inhaled sharply as she ran her palms over her hard nipples, smelling the heavy acrid
aroma of cunt juice suspended around her like a purple cloud.
"Fuck!" the boy cried out, nervously stepping out of his jeans, then running forward.
He bent down and cupped his lips over Marilyn's right nipple and started sucking at
the taut brown flesh.
"OHHHHHH!" Marilyn cried out, slipping her hands down to her panties and pushing
them down past her trembling pussylips. She felt her son's mouth slide off her nipple
and travel slowly down her panting, sweating belly. Billy was running his tongue along
her perspiring skin, making tiny circles with it as he inched closer and closer to her
crotch. At the same time he was running his fingers up and down her thighs, inching
closer and closer to her snatch.
"NNNNNGH!" she cried out again, clenching her teeth tightly together and swaying
back and forth in the room as she felt Billy trail his fingertips almost to the edge of her
swollen cuntlips. She felt every nerve in her crotch standing on end now, sparking with
sexual electricity as her son toyed with the outer tufts of her black cunt hairs.
"OHHHHH, DON'T TEASE ME! SUIT, BILLY, DON'T TEASE ME!! OH FUCKIN'
JEEEEESUS, I CAN'T TAKE IT!" Marilyn screamed as she felt tiny ripples sweep
across her steaming cunt.
"YOU can't take it?" Billy gasped as he pulled away from her and slipped off his Tshirt. 
Quickly the boy pulled his cotton Jockey shorts down and kicked them free of his
ankles. Marilyn gasped as she saw her youngest son's long, slender cock jerk frenziedly
in the air. His well-tapered cockhead pulsated wildly and his balls bounced as his prick
spasmed regularly.
"Oh my God!" Marilyn said under her breath as Billy ran to her, wrapping his arms
tightly around his mother and pressing his lips hard against hers. Billy drove his tongue
through her teeth and deep into her mouth, lapping the smooth insides of her cheeks
and shoving her tongue nearly back into her throat.
Marilyn liked this kind of aggressiveness. It was making her already boiling, bubbling
snatch turn into a hotter vat of pussy juice. Almost immediately she responded to Billy's
insistent tonguing. Everything meshed. Their bodies seemed to melt together as
Marilyn slowly slid her body back and forth against Billy's. She groaned deep in. her
throat as she felt the boy's hot, smooth, sweaty skin mash against her itching hard
nipples.
She pulled her lips away and threw back her head, growling like an animal as the boy's
prickshaft rubbed against her dark red gash. Every time Billy's cock slid past her juicing
dark slit she wanted to throw her legs around his powerful hips and jam herself onto
his twitching pole.
"UNNNGH! OH, BILLY! FUCK MEEEE! OH FUCKIN' SHIT, FUCK MEEEEE!"
Marilyn groaned as she gasped for air.
"On the floor!" Billy commanded as he pulled his mother down by the couch.
"Here? Oh, God!" Marilyn said as she rolled over on her back.
"OHHHH, MY GOD! FUCK MEEEEE!" she cried again.
Billy bent down and continued his tonguing until he reached Marilyn's navel. The two
boys had the same technique. He drove his tongue hard against it, then clamped his lips
around it and sucked hard. Billy repeated it over and over until Marilyn beat him wildly
on the shoulders with her fists.
"NO! NOOOOOO! ARRRRGHHH! WHAT ABOUT MY GODDAMNED CUNT!
MY CUNT! MY CUNT!" she cried out frantically as the boy went on sucking and
tonguing her quivering belly. Marilyn felt herself going wild. That tonguing and
sucking action at her navel made her pull up her legs in an attempt to shove her pussy
into his face for relief.
"Easy, mom, I know what I'm doing," Billy said as he slid his tongue up her belly to
her hot, spongy tit flesh.
Oh God, no! No more sucking! Marilyn prayed silently as she felt her clit beating
desperately against her pussy membranes. Her fuck hole steamed hotter and hotter,
spewing out what seemed like gallons of pussy juice that seared down her thighs.
Marilyn felt empty. Her cunt needed a cock now!
"CUNT! CUNT! CUNT!" Marilyn cried hoarsely, as her son sucked first on her right
nipple, then on her left.
"Jesus, you really want it, don't you?" the boy joked as he moved his head down to her
hot, wet crotch. He ran his fingers lightly over her matted, drenched pussy hair. Billy
watched as her belly Shook and quivered with excitement. Carefully the boy tugged at
some of the hairs with one hand while he moistened the fingers of his other with
Marilyn's free-flowing cunt juice, then running them along the hot inner edges of her
pussy lips.
"Oh! OHHHHHHHHH! ARGGGGHHHHH!" Marilyn screeched, raising her
asscheeks high in the air and moving them from side to side as waves of unutterable
pleasure swept over her entire body.
"Like it, mom?" Billy asked, driving two fingers of one hand deep into her cunt
suddenly while he slid his other hand around to her ass and spreadapart the mounds of
taut flesh with his thumb and forefinger. As the boy churned one set of lingers inside
Marilyn's steaming pussy, he snaked one digit from his other hand past the brown
puckered skin of the woman's shithole and into her ass tunnel.
"AIYEEEEEE!" Marilyn yelled as bolts of hot sexual delight shot up from her asshole
and cunt, meeting somewhere deep in her gut. Her nipples twitched and felt as if they
were going to blow off her boobs as Billy started stabbing his lingers in and out of both
holes. "Stop!" the woman cried weakly, praying he would keep on doing it forever.
"Ohhhh, you love it!" Billy said huskily as he leaned forward and sucked in his
mother's right tit again.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Marilyn cried as she felt her son slip another finger into her
shit chute. Soon the boy had three fingers up her cunt, and three up her asshole.
Marilyn bucked her thighs up and down, impaling her pussy onto Billy's right hand,
then slamming backward and driving her shitter onto his left.
"OHHHH, I'M GONNA COME!" Marilyn screamed as she felt her cit beginning to
beat wildly and regularly.
"Oh no you don't!" Billy said as he pulled both hands out of her holes with loud pops.
"UNNNNGH!" Marilyn cried at the sudden release.
"You're not getting away that easily," the boy said as he backed away from his bucking
mother. In a few minutes Billy saw she was ready for him to resume his sex play.
"Now!" he whispered hoarsely, reaching down and jamming his finger once more in her
ass and squiggling it up and down while he leaned forward and slammed his tongue
into her contracting cunt.
"UNNNGH! UNNNNNGH! UNNNNNGH!" Marilyn cried out each time Billy's
tongue jammed itself against her twitching, swollen clit. "OHHH, SHIT! HOLY FUCK!
FUCK ME! FUCK ME!"
But Billy didn't pay attention. He reached up and started strumming away at her clit.
He stroked and tugged her miniature organ as he jammed another finger up her ass.
Each movement on her cut was like a small shock that made her body jerk with
excitement and pleasure.
"Jesus, I can't take this any more!" the boy moaned, sliding up and positioning the tip
of his stretched cockhead at the entrance to Marilyn's cunt.
"OHHHHHH!" Marilyn moaned softly as she felt the tip of his prickhead bang against
her swollen pussylips.
"Spread 'em!" Billy groaned as he hunched his hips forward and licked her stiffened
nipples like a dog licking his paws.
Marilyn pushed her thighs as far apart as she could, then moaned loudly as she felt the
first hot inches of her youngest son's dick penetrate her tight, quivering cunt.
"OHHHHHHH!" she moaned, as she enjoyed the stretching and stuffing by the boy's
twisting, jerking cock. Her eyes rolled up into her head as she felt Billy's hot, 
heavy and uneven breath blow against her cheeks.
"ARRRRGH! OH, NOOOOOOOOO! FUCK MEEEEE! FUCK MEEEEEE! FUCKIN' JEEEEEESUS, YOU – AARRRRGH! 
JAM THAT MOTHER FUCKER INTO MEEEE!! UNNNGH! NOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Billy jammed a third finger up her asshole and rammed them up and down her shit
chute in time to his spearing prick. Before Marilyn knew it she was begging him to jam
his fist up her ass – to stick his cock deeper and deeper into her cunt. She wanted to
swallow his balls into her gut while he drove his fist down her shithole.
Then it all happened at once. Marilyn felt Billy rotating his sweaty hips faster and
faster, stirring his dick against her rumbling cuntal walls as his humping became more
frenzied and irregular. Then the boy's back stiffened and his lips parted slightly as the
veins stood out on his neck and forehead. She felt her pussy muscles contract sharply,
grabbing the boy's prick tightly as it trembled and swelled inside her.
"I'M COMING! I-I'M C-C-COMMMMM – NNNNNGHHHHHHH!" Billy cried out
as he dug his fingers deep into Marilyn's chest and slammed his thighs hard against her
upturned cuntlips.
"AIYEE! AIYEE! AIYEEE!" Marilyn cried as the sexual explosion gripped her clit. She
threw her arms out and dug her fingers into the rug while Billy licked her stiff nipples
and bit her swollen tits as he started firing his hot jizz into her sucking, twitching cunt.
"N-NOOOOOOO!" he screamed, feeling his steaming cum boil up from his swinging
balls and shoot down his throbbing prickshaft until it spewed out of his expanded pissslit.
"GOD! G-GODDDDD! SHOOT IT IN MEEEEE! OHHHHH, NOOOO! I'M CCOMING! COMING! COMMMMNNNNNGHHHFF!" 
Marilyn shrieked.
She felt the hot wads slam against her trembling pussy walls. She threw her arms in the
air, then slammed them back down and clutched her tits with both hands as she ground
her thighs against Billy's spraying cock.
"GNNNNUNG! OHHH, BILLY!" she cried as the boy shot off the last of his heavy,
teenage load and collapsed on top of her, making it hard for her to breathe. She wiped
the sweat from her forehead as the boy buried his face in her left shoulder and tried to
catch his breath.
"What the-?" Marilyn cried as she felt something warm and wet slide across her left
cheek. She rolled her eyes over and saw Rex.
"Ohhhh, boy, you saw it all?" Marilyn asked the shepherd and she reached up with her
right hand and ran her fingers through the warm fur around the animal's neck. She
wondered if Billy would be too shocked to take her on again while she fucked the dog.
"Hey, what are you doing here?" Billy said a little irritated as he shoved Rex out of the
way.
"Oh, don't," Marilyn said, feeling sorry for the shepherd. "He's only trying to be
friendly."
"Friendly? Mom, look between his legs!" Billy said, pointing at the dog's trembling,
unsheathed cock. "He looks like he's ready to take you on."
Marilyn stared at Rex's lengthening prick, then felt her cunt contract around Billy's
still-embedded cock.
"What the-?" Billy said as he felt his mother's cuntal walls grip his softened dick. "That
really turns you on, doesn't it?" he asked, looking first at Marilyn, then at the dog, then
back at his mother again.
"You bet it does," a male voice boomed from the living room doorway behind them.
"Ohhh, Paul!" Marilyn said, turning to look at her oldest son.
"I can explain," Billy said nervously, hunching up and pulling his cock out of his
mother's cunt.
Paul put his hands on his hips and laughed loudly. Marilyn watched the dark-haired
boy standing spread-legged in the doorway, a white bath towel wrapped tightly around
his thighs. The thick hairs on his chest and legs were still matted together with pools of
water from the shower.
"No need to," Paul said, walking over to his prostrate mother. "I'll bet she told you that
we've fucked one another," he said, standing next to her. She shifted her head until it
was between her oldest son's legs. She looked up the towel and saw his hairy, hanging
balls and his thick, flaccid prick. Marilyn had the sudden urge to spring up and open
her mouth, swallowing his balls while she stroked Paul's prick into full hardness and
width.
"Well, sort of," Billy stammered.
"It's all true. It's also true that she likes to get it on with doggies. Ones like 
Rex, there," Paul said, pointing to the whimpering shepherd.
"But, that's sick," Billy protested, shaking his head slowly back and forth.
"Oh, come on, brother," Paul said, slapping his younger brother good-naturedly on the
back. "Don't you remember Emily Shrafter?" Paul said, winking at Billy.
The younger boy flushed red and turned away. "I-I don't know what you're talking
about," he mumbled as he flashed his brother a pleading look.
"What about Emily Shrafter?" Marilyn asked curiously. She wondered what could make
her youngest son act so embarrassed.
"Oh, she was a girl Billy was interested in last summer. She kept making advances at
him then would back away at the last minute. You know, a regular cock-tease," Paul
began, rubbing his younger brother's neck comfortingly.
"Jesus! I didn't know how to handle it!" Billy said muttering under his breath.
"Well, one night he decided to hang around her house after he brought her home from
a dance. He thought she was seeing somebody else at school. Her folks were gone that
night," Paul continued.
"I peeked through the bedroom window," Billy recalled.
"Well, she was getting it on with somebody all right – the family Doberman pinscher!"
Paul said, chuckling softly to himself.
"I saw red!" Billy said angrily. "There she was, crouched on all fours on her bed with
that fuckin' dog plugging away at her pussy."
"It didn't take him too long to get into action. The window was partly opened. He
climbed in-" Paul began.
"And took care of that bitch!" Billy said angrily, clenching his fists.
"You beat her? With a Doberman in the same room?" Marilyn asked.
"No, he didn't take care of her in that way," Paul said, still laughing softly.
"She tried to explain to me what was going on – as if I didn't know," Billy said, smiling
wryly. "Well, I didn't care. I told her if she wanted to make it with dogs instead of
humans most of the time, that was her business. But she'd worked me up so much that
year that I told her she'd have to fuck me then and there. She'd have to, unless she
wanted me to start spreading what I knew around the school."
"That's one way to make a girl give in," Marilyn admitted.
"Emily tried to squirm her way out of it, but she couldn't. Finally, she had to give in.
But I had to settle for a blow-job. She refused to pry that fuckin' Doberman out of her
pussy!" Billy said disgustedly as he looked hard at his mother.
"Well, you don't have to worry about mom," Paul said as he unfastened his towel and
let it drop to the floor. "She'll take anybody and anything in her pussy."
"Hey, wait a minute!" Marilyn interrupted. "I'm not some sort of hooker who
MMMMMMMMMMMGGGFFFF!" Paul clamped her mouth over hers.
"Jesus, I think she's ready to fuck again!" Billy said as he watched his mother's cuntlips
begin to swell.
"Hey, little brother. What say we take her on with the dog? That ought to be kicky,"
Paul said, reaching down to stroke his fully extended prick.
Billy looked at his brother and smiled.
"Why not?" he asked, reaching over and running his palms over his mother's stiffening
nipples.
"Ohhhh, three cocks!" Marilyn felt her cut grow hot and hard.


Chapter 5

"Hey, who gets her pussy?" Billy asked as he reached down and stuck his right
forefinger up her trembling cunt.
"We could flip for it – but what about the dog?" Paul joked as he watched his mother
grind her white, smooth thighs together. A tiny stream of his brother's jizz leaked out
from between Marilyn's swelling pussylips.
"Hey, why bother fucking her – I mean the two of us. I've never seen her take on a
dog. I think I'd like to watch," Billy suggested.
Paul shrugged his shoulders.
"I don't care. But why just one dog when we can get two?" he asked...
Two dogs! Marilyn felt her nipples quiver excitedly and her cunt clamp shut like a
powerful fleshy vise.
"Sure," Billy agreed. "But where can we get another trained one?"
"Emily's place. That Doberman should be just right for her cunt," Paul said, rubbing
his cock gently with his right hand.
"I'll be damned if I have to ask that bitch-" Billy began heatedly.
"Cool it, Billy. I saw Emily and her folks pull out of their drive a few minutes ago. The
dog's outside. Why don't you get dressed and bring him over?" Paul suggested.
Billy looked at his mother and smiled broadly.
"Well, at least he won't bite me," the boy said as he got up and pulled on his jeans.
"After that night, he'll probably lick my cock."
"Hurry up, Billy!" Marilyn moaned. She felt her pussy glowing white-hot at the thought
of two dogs.
"Jesus, run, Billy. It looks like mom's gonna come right on the rug," Paul said as he
crawled between Marilyn's widely spread legs and lowered his head, licking her
quivering belly. "I'll take care of thin at this end for a while."
Billy flashed them a final jealous look before he ran down the block to the Shafter
house. While he was sneaking into Emily's backyard to look for the Doberman, Paul
sunk his head quickly into Marilyn's crotch. She opened her mouth as she felt his
tongue crawl up toward her cunt; she shivered in ecstasy as Paul's tongue settled on her
clit for an instant.
She could feel his lips closing around the tiny knob, sucking her clit just like she sucked
his stiff cock earlier. Marilyn felt her crotch spasming and tingling as Paul nearly tore
her tiny organ off her cuntal membranes. "ARRRGHHH! WHAT ARE YOU TRYING
TO DOOOOO?" Marilyn groaned as she heard Paul slurping and sucking at her clit.
She raised her thighs, burying his nose in her furry hole as Billy threw open the front
door with the Doberman running quickly behind him.
"Jeeesus, .you don't waste any time, do you," Billy panted as he slammed and locked
the door behind him.
"Ohhh, off, Paul," Marilyn insisted as she pushed her oldest son off her crotch and
looked at the new arrival. He was big and black, sleek like a furry torpedo as he stared
at her.
"What's his name?" Marilyn asked Billy as she lowered her eyes and looked at the
animal's stubby, sheathed cock.
"Max," the boy replied as he unbuttoned his fly and whipped out his flaccid prick.
"Come here, Max," she said softly to the Doberman. "You too, Rex," she said, looking
over into the far corner at the panting German shepherd. "Max and Rex. Good names.
Oh yessssss, good names," Marilyn cooed as the two dogs edged closer to her...
She leaned forward and started running her fingers through their stiff fur. Both dogs
whined appreciatively as she rubbed their heads lovingly. Her body was exploding into
heat as she ran her hands down the panting animals' bellies until they reached the tips
of their still fur-encased cocks.
"Hey, little brother. Don't shoot off now," Paul said as he watched Billy massaging his
reddened, twitching cock frantically with his right hand. "We're gonna have a real
show."
"Easy, Max. Easy, Rex. Marilyn's gonna take good care of you now, and we're gonna
give these two a show of their lives," she said softly as she steadied the whining dogs.
The dogs stopped whimpering in surprise and started breathing more heavily as she ran
her fingers lightly over their lengthening cocks.
"She's a real pro," Paul observed.
"Ohhhhh, I've got to have dog cock in me now," she panted, letting go of Max's prick
and moving her hand over to her steaming cunt. She pinched her throbbing cut
between her right thumb and forefinger as the Doberman moved against her, rubbing
his sides against her thigh.
"UMMMMGH!" Marilyn groaned, watching the two dogs perk up their ears and sniff
the air hungrily as they picked up the scent of her vaporizing cunt juice. Her snatch
was boiling with the fluid now, and her cut was already throbbing toward climax. The
dogs shook with excitement and started licking her face.
"YESSSSSSSS!" Marilyn cried as she stopped her teasing and crouched on all fours. She
grabbed Rex, pushing his behind her.
"Beautiful dog! Beautiful dog!" Marilyn murmured over and over again as she felt the
shepherd's hot, panting breath blow through her saturated pussy hairs. Her swollen
pussylips quivered and fluttered excitedly with each hot, uneven breath. Then came that
first contact – that first lick of the animal's wide, rough tongue that made her womb,
tits and cunt tickle with sexual pleasure.
"Looks like Rex is gonna get the cunt," Paul said as he moistened his fingers with the
pre-cum that oozed out of his piss-slit, lubricating his throbbing cockshaft.
"Experience pays off," Billy said as he inched closer to his mother.
"UNNNNGH!" Marilyn cried, almost falling flat on the floor from the explosive spasm
that racked her cunt. Rex was used to her screams and didn't back off at Marilyn's
violent reaction. But Max started to run away. Marilyn had to coax the whimpering
Doberman back.
"Come on, boy! Come on, Max Come on back here and Marilyn'll give you a good
time," she moaned as Rex continued to lick the juices that flowed out from her pulsing
snatch. His tongue lathered her cut, her shithole and her asscheeks as Marilyn groaned
and gasped, bobbing her ass up and down excitedly as she squeezed his tits, trying to
relieve the aching that gripped her stiffening nipples.
"LICK MY FUCKIN' CLIT, YOU BASTARD!" Marilyn demanded as she felt herself
shooting toward orgasm.
"Christ, she heats up faster with dogs than she does with me!" Billy said as he clamped
his fingers tightly around his throbbing dick. The boy nearly blew his load into his
mother's hair when Rex started tonguing her swollen pussylips.
"Watch. Maybe you can pick up some techniques," Paul said as he tried to hold himself
back from coming, too.
Max meanwhile sat on the floor and whined in apparent frustration as he watched the
shepherd selfishly enjoying himself. He barked, then got up and trotted over to Rex,
shoving the dog aside and jamming his long, pointed black snout forward. Suddenly
Marilyn was aware of two dogs' tongues lashing in and out of her snatch.
"Ohhh, noooooo!" Marilyn cried, hunching back as she tried to spread her cuntlips
further apart to let in both snouts. The animals growled and whined as their tongues
slurped in and out of her dark, hot hole. Marilyn screeched and moaned as she felt
their mouths and tongues sand over her wildly beating clit. It was driving her to a
climax that was knotting up deep in her heaving, sweating belly.
"I'M GONNA COME!" she cried desperately.
"Thank God we're here," Paul commented as he let go of his jerking prick and pulled
the Doberman's snout out of his mother's violated pussy and moved him around until
his hind haunches were directly in front of Marilyn's half-opened mouth. "Come on,
mom. Give doggie a nice blow-job!"
Marilyn looked up and smiled at her son, then lowered her head and turned it to one
side until her lips were directly under the Doberman's pointed, twitching prick. His
furry balls rolled in their pouch as she stuck out her tongue and slid the tip of it 
lightly along the sensitive underside of the animal's dick.
"Wow, come on, suck it!" Paul urged as he stepped back and started rubbing his prick
again.
Marilyn felt her pussy firing up to an incredibly high fever pitch. She opened her
mouth fully, slipping her thick, wet lips around Max's long dick.
"MMMMMGFFFFFFF!" she cried, taking in the dog's jerking dick with one upward
movement of her head. At the same time, she felt Rex back away from her exposed
crotch. Suddenly he growled, then ran forward. He leaped on her back, wrapped his
forepaws around her quivering belly and drove his jerking cock into her pussy.
"MMMMMGFFFFF!" Marilyn uttered in surprise and unspeakable delight.
"Christ!" Paul and Bill exclaimed as they watched their mother quiver and sway from
side to side under Rex's sudden attack. The shepherd jammed his prick rapidly in and
out of Marilyn's squishing cunt as she bobbed her head furiously' up and down Max's
cock. Both dogs were howling and whimpering uncontrollably now.
"UNNNGH! UNNNGH!" Marilyn cried as she felt the first hob wad of jizz spurt out of
the Doberman's prick and spatter against the back of her sucking throat. She felt Rex's
cock swell inside her, then jerk frenziedly as his balls contracted and ejected a load of
cum.
"I'M GONNA COME!" Billy cried as he lurched forward and jammed his cock into his
mother's hair.
"FUCK! MEEE TOO!" Paul followed, closing his eyes tightly and holding his thick
cock with both hands as a wad of jizz blew out of his piss-slit and arced in the air,
falling on his mother's heaving back.
The three of them moaned and bucked as the dogs finished dumping their loads into
Marilyn. As the last contraction died away in her cunt, the woman collapsed in
exhaustion.
"Ohhhh, good dogs, good dogs," Marilyn gasped as she let Max's prick slip out from
between her lips.
"Well, what do you think?" Paul asked his panting brother.
"Christ, she's hotter with dogs than Emily was," Billy replied as he wiped his dribbling
cock on Marilyn's soft black hair.
"We ought to start some kind of show," Paul said jokingly as he scratched Rex behind
the ears.
"Well, we'd better take Max back to his yard before Emily and her folks get back," Billy
said, walking over to the couch and picking up his Levi's.
"I'll come with you," Paul added, slipping on his jeans. "We'll let mom clean up."
Marilyn began swiping Billy's cum out of her hair and smiled at her two departing
sons. "Maybe later we can see if two studs can turn you on as much as two dogs," Billy
said, flashing a broad smile at his mother before closing the door.
Marilyn shook her head and broke into loud laughter. She'd actually been afraid her
sons wouldn't understand her craving for animals! She'd never have guessed they'd turn
on to watching her get it on with a couple of dogs.
As she started to get up and head for the shower, the phone rang. Must be Jane, she
thought as she lifted the receiver.
"Hi, babe," the voice panted heavily.
"Oh, God!" Marilyn cried.
"He won't help you," the man said. "Maybe the city dog catcher would be somebody to
pray to."
"Listen, I'm getting pretty sick and tired of all this," Marilyn said angrily, wishing Paul
had the tape recorder already set up.
"That's tough, honey. I'm gonna string you along for a while. Then maybe I'll string
you up," the man said with an air of cruelty in his voice.
"Are you threatening me?" Marilyn asked nervously.
"You bet your ass. Sick people like you don't deserve to go on living. I'm gonna come
over there and cut out your cut, babe. One of these nights-"
"STOP IT! STOP IT!" Marilyn screamed into the phone, then slammed down the
receiver. In a few seconds it rang again.
I won't answer it! I WON'T! she screamed aloud as she cupped her hands over her ears
and ran out of the living room. The phone seemed to ring on for an eternity before it
finally stopped.
"Oh God, God," Marilyn cried as she staggered into the bathroom and turned on the
shower. Who was doing this to her and why? Was it some kind of moral nut? And how
did he know what was going on? She couldn't understand it. She'd taken every
precaution to protect her privacy. The windows and doors were closed and locked. The
drapes and shades were pulled. How did the caller know what was going on?
After showering, Marilyn dressed quickly and hurried out to the car. She didn't want to
be around for the next call from her "admirer." It was a short drive to Jane's house.
When she pulled up in front, she saw Jane standing on the front stoop of her apartment
house.
"Jane, are you ready?" she called.
The younger woman waved at her sister. Jane looked about 25, but was actually five
years younger than Marilyn-32. Both women had kept their looks and figures
remarkably well when other women of their age had gone down the tubes with stretch
marks on their thighs and hanging tits. Jane had the same long, shiny black hair. She
was wearing a pair of tight yellow slacks that practically showed the outline of h large,
fat cuntlips. Her tits almost flopped out of her halter. Family traits, Marilyn thought as
she stared at Jane's protruding boobs.
"You're a little early," Jane chirped as she ran down to meet her sister.
"I j-just had to get out of the house," Marilyn said, trying to hide her nervousness. She
didn't want to upset her sister and tell her about the maniac who was calling. Jane was
jumpy enough. That was all she had to hear and she'd be nailing her doors and
windows shut.
"Well, I'm ready. Come on, I'm anxious to get a mutt for the house," Jane said as she
ran around the front of the car and climbed into the front seat.
"What breed do you want," Marilyn said, already forgetting about the weirdo who was
phoning her. The thought of going into pet shops to look at dogs – maybe even a quick
feel of some animal cocks – excited her so much that she could think of nothing else.
"Oh, something big!" Jane said.
"Ohhhhh!" Marilyn said involuntarily as she nearly drove off the road.
"Something wrong?" Jane asked, looking at her older sister curiously.
"Nothing. I was just thinking of the price of a big dog," Marilyn said, biting her lower
lip and trying to get control of herself. She felt her cunt spasm wildly and a fresh
torrent of hot juice ooze between her puffy pussylips as she thought of big, knobby
cocks at the bottom of dogs' bellies.
"Well, like I said, I need protection, and I'm willing to pay any price for it,' Jane said as
she opened her purse and fished around for her wallet.
"How about a German shepherd?" Marilyn asked, spreading her legs to cool off her
steaming cunt. The fresh air blowing into her hot hole made her sigh with relief.
"That sounds good. I'll let you be the judge," Jane replied as she checked to make sure
she had enough money with her.
"There's a pet shop!" Marilyn said, her voice trembling with excitement.
"God! You're more anxious about this than I am," Jane said as they pulled in front of
the store.
"Anything for my little sister," Marilyn said, smiling at Jane as she warned herself to be
more careful. The sounds of howling puppies and fully grown dogs greeted the two
women.
"Yes, ladies?" a little fat, balding man called from behind the counter.
Marilyn looked at him and took an immediate dislike to him. His eyes were watery as
he peered at them. She could feel his eyes tearing apart the soft cotton cloth of her
dress, ripping off her lace bra and panties and snaking through her black wiry cunt
hairs. He was just the kind of man who wore rubber boots and a raincoat to porno
movies.
"I'm looking for a dog," Jane said as she wandered aimlessly through the store.
"Ohhhhhh?" the little man said ironically.
Marilyn watched him drop his hands below the counter and move them to where she
guessed his crotch was. This was going to be a real ordeal.
"Yes, I'm alone a lot and want to have some protection," Jane said as she peered into a
cage filled with Irish setter puppies.
"Those little fellas won't do you much good," the little man said as he stepped from
behind the counter. Marilyn arched her eyebrows as she noticed a bulge between his
legs. While Jane was bending down to look at a cage under that one, the man moved
quickly behind her and brushed his groin against her firm asscheeks.
My God! Marilyn thought as she saw Jane turn around and smirk at her as if to say,
"I'd like to take this creep's nuts and feed them to the puppies."
"Do you have anything bigger?" Jane asked as she wheeled around.
"Bigger?" he said in surprise, not realizing what the younger woman was referring to.
Marilyn covered her mouth, trying to keep from laughing at the man's confusion.
"I'm talking about dogs," Jane said dryly as she moved away from the owner.
"Oh, sure. Right over here," he said a little flustered as he walked to the other end of
the shop.
"What do you have in back?" Marilyn asked as she heard barking sounds coming from
behind a curtained doorway.
"Oh, some new arrivals," the man said as he continued to eye Jane's tits and ass hotly.
"Why don't you take a look at them," Jane suggested as she studied some of the larger
dogs in the main room. "Let me know if there's anything worth looking at back there."
Marilyn was reluctant to leave Jane alone with the shop keeper. The old man's eyes
were glazed with passion every time the younger woman bent down or walked by him,
flouncing her bulging titties nearly in his face. But, her sister was certainly old enough
to take care of herself. Besides, there were all those dogs behind the curtained doorway
Flashing a quick smile at Jane who was discussing the price of a male Irish setter with
the manager, Marilyn walked quickly into the back room.
"Ohhhhhhhh," Marilyn cried as her eyes swept across rows of barking, whining dogs.
She looked at the shepherds, setters, Dobermans, Danes and spaniels and felt her tits
itch around her stiffening nipples. Her furry, fat cunt fired up once more as she started
walking along the rows of dogs.
Marilyn wiped the fresh beads of sweat from her forehead. She was blushing furiously
from excitement – she could feel the heat flake up in her cheeks as the dogs pranced
about wildly in their rattling cages. Her nipples pushed stiffly against her confining bra.
She suddenly felt an overwhelming desire to undress in front of all these dogs.
Marilyn ran back to the curtain and checked to see what was going on in the main
room. Jane was still arguing with the manager who, by now, had given up the idea of
having an easy lay and was trying to make a good business deal.
Marilyn smiled and closed the curtain over the doorway. The chance that either the
little man or Jane might come into the back room and discover her made her heart beat
wildly.
Marilyn stood directly in front of a large, dark-red Irish setter and felt her cuntal
membranes begin to swell. She felt something hot and thick trickle down her trembling
legs. Marilyn moved forward slightly and felt the panty material stick to her swollen
cuntlips. She felt more hot juice spew out from between her quivering pussy and ooze
down her thighs. Her panties were literally dripping with pussy juice.
"Ohhhhhh!" Marilyn cried as her face burned with desire and perspiration ran freely
down her forehead. Quickly she reached up and unbuttoned her blouse, letting it float
softly to the floor. The setter pricked up his ears and nose, smelling the thick acrid odor
of Marilyn's vaporized cuntjuice.
"Good, boy-good," she crooned as she ran her fingers under her sheer .bra, moving
them slowly up over her spongy tits until they trailed across her stiff brown nipples. She
felt her cut beat crazily as she pinched her twitching nipples between her fingers. The
setter whimpered excitedly, poking his head as far as he could through the iron bars as
Marilyn slowly stroked the dog's hot, hairy belly.
"Ohhhhh, yesssss boy, y'ssss. You're gonna fuck me, right?" she moaned breathlessly as
she moved her hand lower and lower, sliding her fingers closer to the setter's
unsheathed prick. The other dogs were howling wildly now, having picked up the scent
of Marilyn's hot pussy juice. She looked up for a second and saw what seemed to be a
sea of furry faces sticking out from their cages and staring at her and the whimpering
setter.
"See, boy? All your friends want you to fuck me," Marilyn cooed softly.
The setter seemed to understand and barked happily as she slid her fingers up to his
knobby, pointed cock.
"Easy, easy," she coaxed, running her: right forefinger sensually down the full length of
the dog's stiffening prick until it touched the pointed tip of his prickhead. Marilyn
gasped as she felt a small droplet of pre-cum spill out of the setter's quivering piss-slit
and fall on her fingertip.
"UMMMMMMMMMM!" she cried as she moved her left hand from her mammoth tits
down her sweating, panting belly. She shoved her fingers under the elastic waistband of
her panties and drove them down until her fingertips started to snake through her
saturated cunt hairs. Marilyn felt her probing digits sliding over her puffy, trembling
pussylips as another fresh river of steaming, bubbling juice spewed out of her fuckhole
and coated her hand.
"OH JEEEEESUS!" Marilyn screamed as she pinched her throbbing clit. She wrapped
the fingers of her right hand around the setter's jerking prick and started pumping the
huge dog's red prick.
"SHHHHHHHH!" Marilyn warned the other dogs as she realized the room sounded
like a wild animal farm gone mad. She pulled her hand out of the setter's cage and
reached jack, unsnapping her bra and letting her titties flop to her chest as she shoved
her thumbs under the top band 'of her panties and drove them down to the floor. The
setter opened his mouth and his tongue flopped out to one side as Marilyn unlocked
the door to his cage. "Come on, boy," she said softly to the animal as she bent down
and scratched him gently behind the ears. The setter whined in appreciation as he drove
his cold nose against her swinging titties.
"UMMMMMMMMM!" she moaned as the other dogs began barking violently. Marilyn
saw two German shepherds almost standing up in their cages, their cocks fully
extended and twitching nervously in the air. She turned her head and saw three
medium-sized Great Danes pacing nervously back and forth in their large cages, trying
to find something to rub their stiff, long cocks against to relieve the tension that
gripped them.
Marilyn felt her heart pounding wildly and her pulse racing through her arteries as she
realized she was alone in a room with sexually excited animals – animals she'd turned
on!
She dreamily scratched the setter behind his ears while she continued to look around at
all the baying dogs. If only she could take on each animal in that room this afternoon!
She'd even double or triple-up on a few of them.
Marilyn shook her head violently and brought herself back to reality. If she didn't hurry
up, she wouldn't have time to strap on this Irish setter.
"Come on, boy," Marilyn said impatiently as she spun around and sat down on the
floor and raised her legs. "Come on," she urged as she moved her right hand over to
her upturned cuntlips and rubbed her fingertips gently across the fluttering flaps. At
first the setter didn't know quite what to do. It was obvious he was excited and wanted
to fuck something. But a woman was something odd and curious to him.
Marilyn sighed and moved her other hand over to her crotch. With both sets of fingers
she slowly pulled apart her puffy, juice-slicked pussylips and while the dog growled
with satisfaction at his accomplishment.
Marilyn lowered her legs and reached for the setter. She wanted to cradle his big
beautiful head in her arms.
"Ummmmm, but you want to fuck old Marilyn, don't you?" she cooed in the animal's
ear as she reached under his heaving belly and felt his scalding-hot pole. "Wait here,
boy," Marilyn whispered hoarsely as she staggered to her feet and tip-toed to the
curtained doorway.
Marilyn peered into the empty shop. The place seemed deserted. Jane couldn't have
gone without telling her. And where was that little old fart?
Suddenly Marilyn felt something cold poking up at her asscheeks.
"Ohhhhh!" she cried in fear and surprise as she wheeled around to find the setter trying
to jam his pointed snout up her shitter.
"Sorry boy," Marilyn said, closing the curtain again and walking back to the center of
the back room. "I've got to find Jane when I get through with you," she said to the dog
as she dropped to the floor and leaned back, raising her legs once more. The setter
backed away and barked noisily at her.
"You don't like to fuck that way?" she asked. Marilyn sighed and shrugged her
shoulders, rolling over and getting into the traditional crouching bitch position.
"Okay, now baby," Marilyn said softly as she wriggled her ass in the setter's face. The
dog walked cautiously forward and took one sniff of her cunt. The other dogs barked
encouragingly at him.
Then he mounted her, wrapping his muscular forepaws around her heaving belly.
Marilyn grunted under the sudden weight on her back as her nipples scraped across the
cold tile floor. The animal began jabbing his stiffened cock against Marilyn's thighs,
whining as she backed into the panting dog. She looked between her hanging tithes and
saw his cock. It was knotty, long and red, streaked with large blue veins. She watched
excitedly as she saw the big prick jab in the air as he adjusted his hind feet. His cock
inched closer and closer to Marilyn's waiting cunt.
Suddenly Marilyn felt the setter freeze behind her. He seemed to be catching his breath.
Then he lunged forward. The tip of his twitching cock touched the edge of her cuntlips.
Marilyn braced herself for the initial penetration. Her moans joined with the animal's
growls and the back ground barking as she felt his prick jam forward again, slicing into
her pussy.
"UNNNGH, YESSS! YESSSSS! YESSS! OH, FUCK MEEEE! FUCK MEEEEE!"
Marilyn screamed as his cock slid easily in and out of her cunt. She felt her twitching
clit fire up red hot like a piece of molten iron as her cunt spasmed harder and harder.
Marilyn looked between her hanging tits again and saw the dog's veined prickshaft each
time he pulled it out of her sucking, tight hole. Under the overhead lights it glistened
with her cuntjuice. His furry, hanging balls swung back and forth each time he heaved
his muscular thighs against her smooth asscheeks. Marilyn squeezed her cunt muscles
together, trapping the setter's cock inside her fuckhole. She heard the setter whine in
protest, then try hard to pull out his prick. Marilyn released the pressure for a few
seconds, then squeezed again, sucking and tugging at the dog's hot pole with her cunt.
"OHHHH, FUCK! FUCK!" she cried suddenly, feeling the familiar pre-orgasmic
explosions racking her belly. She was going to come any second now. She wanted the
dog to blow his wad into her while she came.
"NOW! NOW! NOWWWWWWW!" Marilyn screeched desperately. "GODDAMM IT, SHOOT! UNNNGH! 
WAWWWWWWHHHHH!" Marilyn screamed as her pussy began to contract.
But the setter showed no sign of finishing as he kept panting while his big prick
pistoned into her hot, wet cunt. Marilyn tried to hold herself back, but she felt her cut
twitching and beating uncontrollably. She couldn't stop herself. She wriggled her ass
desperately under the dog's hammering belly, hoping he'd take the hint that she was
reaching her peak.
He did. The setter's fucking increased in speed. In a second he was hammering wildly
at her cunt, jamming his prickshaft in and out of her squishing pussy as he whimpered
and whined and growled more loudly than before.
"NOOOO! NOWWWWW!" Marilyn screamed. She backed against him harder,
squeezing her pussy muscles, then releasing them. She squeezed the setter's cock
against her trembling cuntal walls, then let it slide out, only squeezing the rod more
tightly when it shot back in.
She felt the animal's cock vibrate furiously inside her sucking cunt. His hot doggie jizz
was spattering against her rumbling pussy walls as a wave of contractions swept over
her aching pussy. Marilyn's body racked with spasm after spasm of tit-swelling
contractions. She squealed and grunted with delight as she felt a hot, sticky stream of
cum flow from between her stretched cuntlips and ooze down her leg to the cold floor.
"Ohhh, good dog, good," Marilyn whispered gently as she squeezed her cuntal muscles
together again, milking the last drops of his jizz out of his jouncing balls.
Slowly, Marilyn pulled the setter's cock out of her cum-drenched pussy.
"Unnnnngh!" she groaned as cold and hot shivers raced over her trembling body.
Marilyn staggered to her feet and started dressing, sliding up her juice-saturated panties
and popping her tits back into her bra.
"Jane?" she called out from the back room.
There was no answer. Marilyn hurriedly slipped on her skirt and blouse then returned
to the main room.
"Jane? Come on. We should pick out something and get going," she said, looking
around the room for her sister.
Marilyn leaned against the counter. Both the manager and her sister had vanished from
the shop. As Marilyn was about to walk out the door and start searching for Jane on the
street, she heard a noise coming from the other side of the room.
"UMMMMMMMMM!" the voice groaned.
What the-? Marilyn wondered as she shifted her eyes back and forth, trying to locate
the source of the groans.
"UNNNNGH! OHHHHHH!" The moans were increasing in intensity. Marilyn felt her
face flush red as she recognized the sounds of fucking.
"Jane?"
"UNNNGH! OH, NOOOOOOO!"
My God! It's the manager! she thought as she moved quietly toward a stack of
cardboard boxes standing toward the rear of the main room.
"NOW! NOWWWWWWWWW!" the hoarse, male voice commanded as the stack of
boxes shook as if they were in an earthquake.
"My God!" Marilyn cried, jumping back as the boxes tumbled down revealing the
manager and Jane fucking on the floor.


Chapter 6

"My God, Jane!" Marilyn cried, covering her mouth with her right hand as she stared in
disbelief at her sister. The younger woman was squatting astride of the supine store
manager. Her slacks had been thrown to one corner of the room with her halter. Jane's
cuntlips were wrapped around the fat man's cock.
"Hi, Marilyn," the younger woman chirped as she continued to slide up and down tlhe
little man's cock. "This is Marvin, the owner of the store."
Marilyn looked down at the owner who was obviously trying to come. His face was red
and contorted with strain as he continued to hunch his thighs hard up against Jane's
exposed pussylips.
"I-I-" Marilyn stammered. How the hell should she act? Just minutes ago, Jane wasn't
turned on to the scene. Marilyn wondered why in the world she was doing it now.
"Just a minute, hon. I think old Marv's just about through," Jane said as she rotated her
ass slightly and squeezed her thighs together. That brought him off. Marilyn covered
her ears as the man's howls filled the room. A tiny white river of cum leaked out from
between her younger sister's pussy lips and oozed down to his hairy groin.
"OHHHH," baby, that was fantastic," Marv crooned as he reached forward with both
hands and stroked Jane's flaps with his fingers.
"Glad you liked it," she replied as she pulledherself up.
"Jane, why on earth-" Marilyn began.
"Why did I do it?" Jane said, reaching for her slacks.
"I told her I'd give her any dog in the store if she'd fuck me," Marv explained, folding
his hands behind his head and staring at Marilyn's tits. "Tell you what," he whispered.
"I'll give you any two dogs in the store if you make it with me too."
Marilyn didn't want to be rude, but she felt that there'd be romance with armadillos
before there'd be romance with Marvin.
"I don 't really think-" she said, backing slowly away from the repulsive-looking man.
"Three dogs!" he countered, reaching down and 'grabbing his soft, little prick with his
right hand and fingering it desperately as he panted at Marilyn.
"Really, Oh" she said, wondering if she could get through a sex session with him.
"Okay, okay. I know when I'm licked, so to speak," he said, sneering at her. "Four
dogs, but that's my limit!"
Marilyn looked to Jane, who silently encouraged her to accept the offer.
"Okay, Marvin, you've got yourself a deal," she said in a disgusted tone and started
unbuttoning her blouse.
"Hey, honey," he said to Jane, "why don't you get dressed and lock the front door and
put out the closed sign. We'll all just head into the back room then and have a fun
time."
Marvin staggered to his feet and brushed up against Marilyn.
"UNNNNGH!" she cried out, feeling the fat little man's breath blow over her neck and
shoulders. Marilyn closed her eyes and held her breath. She wished that Marvin hadn't
had garlic something-or-other for lunch that day.
"Ohhh, baby, I'm gonna have some fun with you," he said as he took her hand and led
her toward the back room.
"It's all locked," Jane said as she followed the two of them past the curtained doorway.
"The floor's a little cold, but what the hell. And besides, we'll have a bunch of
spectators," Marvin said, pointing to all the barking dogs. "Any – hey, what's this?" the
man said, walking up to a big puddle of cum that was glistening on the tile floor,
directly in front of the Irish setter's cage.
Jane stared at the puddle while Marilyn reddened with shame and guilt. She'd been so
anxious to find her sister that she'd forgotten to clean up after herself.
"And look. The door to the setter's cage is unlocked," Marvin said, examining the door.
Jane turned to her sister, then shook her head slowly back and forth as she smiled
gently.
It took Marvin a little longer to put two and two together.
"Hey, you mean'" he said, looking open mouthed at the blushing Marilyn. "Wow!
You're really hot stuff," he said, locking the setter's cage, then turning around to her
and reaching down under her skirt.
"Hey, wait!" Marilyn protested, backing several steps away from the panting man.
"You're playing virgin with me? Especially after I've found out that you like fucking my
dogs? Come on, babe. You've made one hell of a deal. Play around with me and you get
four mutts. They'll keep you screamin' for years," Marvin said hiking up her skirt while
he drove the fingers of his right hand down her panties and into her pussy.
"UNNNNGH!" Marilyn cried out in surprise. She'd never have guessed the little man
could move so quickly.
"Like it, babe? I knew you would!" he said breathlessly as he spread his fingers apart
and moved them upward, searching for her clitshaft.
"Wait! Wait until I get undressed," Marilyn responded as she backed away.
"Hurry up," he panted, unzipping his pants and pulling out his stubby hardprick.
Marilyn unbuttoned her blouse again and unzipped her skirt.
"Ohhhh, babe!" Marvin cried out, running his fingers rapidly up and down his
throbbing prick.
"Hey, I'll take care of that," Jane said as she dropped to her knees and wrapped her lips
around Marv's twitching stub.
"WOOOOOOOOOO!"the little man wailed like an out-of-tune train whistle as the
younger woman started sucking him off.
Marilyn appeared disgusted. How could her sister stand to even touch him again, let
alone suck him off?
"I'm ready," Marilyn announced dryly as she shoved her panties down to the floor and
kicked them in the corner with her bra.
"Jesus!" Marv exclaimed as he pulled away from Jane and approached Marilyn.
"UNNNGHFFFF!" Marilyn cried as she felt Marv's fat, greasy lips slide over her
mouth. His hands were crawling like spiders over her body, jamming into her pussy
and shithole as he hunched his throbbing prick against her slackened pussy.
"UMMMMM! You're hot for me, baby, aren't you? OHHHHHHH, yeah! You're really
hot for me," Marv cried as he clumsily fondled her.
Marilyn felt like an old prostitute as she tried to breathe unevenly in the man's ear and
groan as if she were really turned on.
"Ohhh, fuck me, Marv! OHHH, YEAH! DO THAT AGAIN!"
Marilyn didn't even know what she was saying. She just wanted the man to shoot his
load and get this scene over with as quickly as possible: Maybe Jane would help her out.
Two women might bring him off a lot quicker.
"Hey, you know what'd be groovy?" Marv panted as he broke away from Marilyn. "I'd
like to see her fuck with the setter while I fuck you, Jane," Marv said.
"How dare you!" Marilyn said indignantly. She happened to like fucking and sucking
dogs. But it wasn't a family trait. Marilyn felt injured. Family pride crept over her as she
looked at her sister for consoling.
"Just because I-" Marilyn began.
"It'll cost you," Jane said to Marvin.
"Jane!" Marilyn cried in shock. She couldn't believe her ears!
"It's okay, Marilyn. You're not the only one into this scene, believe me," Jane said as
she reached back and unsnapped her halter. Marvin gasped as her tits emerged and
flopped down to her chest. He was like a little boy in a candy shop with just enough
money to buy only one piece.
"Okay, okay!" the little man panted desperately. "You can take any fuckin' thing out of
this shop."
"And as many of them as we please?" Jane asked in a little girl's voice as she slid her
slacks slowly down her creamy, taut thighs.
"My God!" Marvin exclaimed bug-eyed as the first tufts of Jane's tightly curled cunt
hairs poked over the tops of her slacks. Even though he'd just gotten through fucking
her, the man acted as if he'd never seen her pussy before. "Yes! Yes!"
"Good!" Jane crooned, shoving her slacks all the way down to her ankles. "Is that setter
pretty good, Marilyn?" Jane asked as she kicked her slacks free of her feet and walked
up to the large dog's cage.
"Uhhh, y-yes," Marilyn stammered. She was still surprised and shocked at her sister's
attitude.
"Ummmmm, not bad," Jane commented, sticking her hand into the cage and running
her fingers down his belly to his stiffening cock. "But I think I'd like to try on one of
the bigger fellas."
"What do you mean?" both Marvin and Marilyn asked as Jane peered into another
cage.
"These babies," Jane said breathlessly as she pointed to one of the Great Danes.
"My God!" Marilyn exclaimed as Jane turned the latch on the cage door and let the
Dane out. The dog pranced around nervously and barked several times. He was
Marilyn standing naked in the middle of the room, and Jane beside him. He knew what
to expect.
"Come on, boy," Jane said encouragingly to the dog as she sank to the floor and leaned
back, pulling her hands up to her stiffening, brown nipples.
Meanwhile Marvin had torn off all his clothes and was on his knees, lapping hungrily
at Marilyn's cunt. She squeezed her asscheeks together, hunching forward and burying
the fat man's nose in her furry, warm, wet pussy as she watched her sister squirming on
the floor. She knew Marvin thought he was turning her on. Marilyn decided to let him
live his fantasy. It was really watching her sister getting it on with the Great Dane that
was making her pussylips swell and her fuck tunnel secrete rivulets of juice.
"OHHHH, LICK MY TITS, BOY! Come on, lover, scrape your tongue over my
nipples," Jane moaned, raising her hands to the Dane's head and pushing it down to
her chest. The dog responded by slobbering his big, sandy tongue over the brown, stiff
skin of her tit tips.
"UNNNGH!" Marilyn cried out, closing her eyes and jamming her fuck tunnel hard
against Marvin's sucking mouth.
"OHHHH, YEAH BABE! YEAH!" Marv moaned, his mouth half-buried in the
woman's hunching pussy as he continued to run his thick tongue up and down the
inner surfaces of her puffy cuntlips.
"OHHH, FUCK! OHHHH, FUCKIN' JEEESUS, THAT FEELS SOOOOOO GOOD!
AGGGH! FUCK! SHIT! YOU'RE BETTER 'N A MAN! UNNNGH!"
Jane bucked and screwed her sweaty asscheeks on the tiled floor, leaving a glistening
trail of perspiration and body oil as the dog's tonguing became more frenzied. Marilyn
licked her lower lip excitedly as she watched the Dane's cock grow bigger and bigger
with each passing second. It was almost twice as big as the setter's, and she wished
she'd been more choosey before.
"NNNNNGH!" Jane groaned wildly as the Dane's tongue swirled and lapped roughly
over her half-inch long nipples. Then it swept between her mammoth tits almost up to
her chin, and then returned to lathering her twitching nipples.
"AIYEE! AIYEE! Jane cried, tossing her asscheeks high into the air.
"NNNGH! OHHHH, YEAH BABE!" Marv cried between Marilyn's drenched cunt
hairs.
"UNNNGH! ARRRGH!" Marilyn screeched, feeling her snatch beginning to ripple
with pre-orgasmic spasms.
Jane felt her clit swell more and more. She spread her legs as, far apart as she could,
raising them in the air and locking them behind the Dane's hunching back.
"FUCK ME, BOY! FUCK ME!" she begged. Marilyn's lips moved in time to her sister's
pleas. "Fuck me! FUCK MEEEE!" she begged, gluing her eyes on the dog's giant prick.
"OHHH, YEAH BABE! YEAH!" Marv repeated, clamping his fat little fingers around
her creamy thighs. He was trying to drag her down to the floor. Marilyn resisted. She
wouldn't be able to see her sister and the dog with Marvin humping on top of her...
"Noooo, nooooo," she protested, backing away from the panting man.
"Come on, babe. We made a bargain," he said angrily.
"Shit!" Marilyn said under her breath as she sank to the floor and lay down. She lifted
her head slightly as Marvin crawled between her widely spread legs. If he didn't start
thrashing around too much she would still have a good view of Jane and the dog.
"FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" Jane repeated mindlessly. The Dane's back bobbed up and
down. His cock was bobbing in the air, twitching wildly for relief. "Come on, boy.
Jane'll help you," she said softly, pushing the dog's big head away from her spit-slicked
tits. Jane shoved him away just as Marvin was trying to dig his prick into Marilyn's
upturned, hot pussy.
Marilyn stared at her sister. She saw that Jane's swollen tits screamed for a fucking. Her
pussylips were filled with blood and oozed cunt juice. Everything about her body and
face showed she was ready for the screwing of her life. "Touch yourself," Marilyn
mouthed to her sister.
Jane nodded, then stuck two fingers of her right hand slightly inside her pussy. Marilyn
gasped when she watched her younger sister's cuntlips visibly tighten around the
probing digits.
"Come on, boy," Jane groaned.
"UNNNNGH!" Marvin cried at the same time as he buried the full length of his stub
into Marilyn's cunt. She was so intent on watching Jane screw the dog that she didn't
realize the shopkeeper was inside her. Only when he reached down and grabbed her
throbbing clit between his fingers did she howl.
"AIYEEE! NOOOOOO!" she cried out, collapsing to the floor and thrashing wildly.
"I KNEW I'D MAKE YOU BEG FOR IT!" Marvin said as he slid his fat, sweaty belly
over Marilyn's panting chest.
"OHHH, FUCK MEEEEE!" Marilyn cried, feeling she could win an acting award for
"UNNNGH!" Jane moaned as she wrapped the fingers of her hand around the base of
the Dane's throbbing cock. The dog whimpered and jerked forward, but she held him
tightly.
"That's it, boy, don't move. Just stand here and enjoy it," she said as she leaned forward
and slid under the dog until her mouth was directly under the animal's belly. She
moved her head up and opened her mouth, running her tongue slowly between his
balls down to the base of his prick.
Marilyn gasped as she watched her sister lick the dog. Jane was wild – she'd known
that in college. But she would never have guessed Jane liked dogs as much as she did.
Marilyn watched as Jane trailed her tongue along the leathery undersides of the Great
Dane's balls, swirling it around and bringing it back to the base of his cock.
She ran her finger lightly down the full length of the Dane's jerking prick, stopping at
the pointed cockhead to pick up a drop of leaking jizz on the tip of her finger before
running .her finger back along his prickshaft.
"FUCK! FUCK!" Marvin cried, digging his stubby cock deeper and deeper into
Marilyn's pussy as he tugged, strummed and yanked at her throbbing clit.
"OH, YESSS! FUCK ME! IN! IN! IN!" Marilyn cried, hunching her thighs and
grinding them against the fat man's sweaty groin while she craned her neck to one side
to watch Jane's acrobatic sex act.
"OHHH, JEEEESUS!" Jane moaned as her clit vibrated furiously. She wrapped her lips
around the dog's balls and sucked them deep into her mouth. She wiggled wildly on the
floor as Marilyn watched the skin being drawn deeper and deeper into her sister's
mouth. The Dane whimpered loudly, then whined.
"Ohhh'em not trying to hurt you, boy," Jane said as she released the animal's fuck sacs
from her mouth. She released the dog's prick and stroked his panting sides to reassure
him. When he was calmer, Jane moved her hand back .to the animal's cock and started
jerking him off. "OH FUCKIN' JEEESUS! SHIT!" Jane shrieked, lowering her other
hand to her cunt and sticking her first two fingers into the hot, juicy slit. As soon as her
fingers touched her swollen clit, the woman started howling.
"I'm gonna shoot soon," Marvin panted in Marilyn's ear, his tongue licking up and
over her lobes as he pounded his fat, hairy groin against herupturned cuntlips.
Thank God! she thought.
"Oh, baby, hurry," Marilyn said as she ground her thighs together and met his
downward thrusts. She could tell her sister was going to come soon and didn't give a
damn about Marvin's orgasm. Marilyn wanted to make sure that she shot off when Jane
did. The shopkeeper could pound salt for all she cared.
"NOOO, DON'T COME YET! DON'T! DON'T WANT TO COME YET!" Jane cried
as she watched the Dane shaking excitedly. She knew he was about to shoot.
"Oh, God, don't! Don't come yet! OH, NooOOOOOO!" Jane begged him, sliding out
from the animal's trembling legs and raising up her .legs one more time. The animal
howled and was joined by the other dogs in the room as he bounded forward and
jammed his huge, furry forepaws on her shoulders.
"Slow, boy, slow... OH, JEEESUS!"
Jane felt the hot tip of his quivering prick poke insistently at her puffy cuntlips before it
slipped into her hot hole.
"OHHHHHHH!" Jane cried as she felt the Dane drive the full length of his long, thick,
knotty cock into her wet pussy. When it was fully buried, the dog froze. He moved only
his long, red tongue. It hung out the left side of his mouth, quivering and dripping
saliva onto Jane's belly and tits as she felt his cock pulsating and swelling inside her
horny pussy. "N-N-NOWWWW! NOW, BITCH! YOU FUCKIN' WHORE! BITCH!
BITCH! WHORE! YOU MOTHERFUCKER!" Marvin wailed, closing his eyes and
reaching up. He clamped his fingers tightly around Marilyn's tits, squeezing and pulling
as he shot his puny wads of jizz into her cunt. Marilyn thought he was going to rip the
boobs off her chest.
"OH FUCK, BOY! YOU'RE MAKING ME COME! OH, JJJJEEEESUS! I'M
COMING! FUCK MEE! FUCK MEEE! FUCK MEEEEEE!" Jane wailed over and over.
"ARRRGH! WAWWWWWWH! WAWWWWH!" Marilyn cried as she felt her pussy
begin to tremble in climax.
Jane squeezed her cuntal muscles hard. Then she felt the dog's hot cum gush into her
gut, spraying itself against her quivering pussy walls, filling her hot hole.
That was all she needed. The dog's growls, her sister's wails and Marvin's screams all
combined to bring her off powerfully and violently. One spasm swept over her pussy;
then another; and then her cunt erupted into a series of violent contractions as she
exploded in orgasm. She shook and twitched as the air around her grew thick with the
smell of cuntjuice.
"ARRRGH! WAWWWWHHH! OH GOD! GGGGAAAAWWWWDDDD!
COOOMMMMIIIIINNNNGGG!" Marilyn wailed as she felt her pussy muscles, clamp
tightly around Marvin's spurting dick. She bucked and heaved on the floor, tossing her
head from side to side wildly as she heard Jane screaming and groaning under the
hunching Dane's belly.
"OHHHHH, NOOOOO!" Jane groaned inexhaustion, then dropped her legs to the
floor as Dane removed his prick and trotted back to his cage apparently satisfied.
"Jesus, you're one hell of a fuck!" Marvin said breathlessly as he pulled himself off
Marilyn's sweaty body.
Marilyn suddenly felt she needed a bath. Her hair smelled of garlic, and the thought of
the fat shopkeeper's perspiration covering her body made her want to throw up in his
fat, ugly face.
"Thank you," she said courteously, not wanting to ruin the bargain she and her sister
had made, "Now, we'll get dressed, pick the dogs and be on our way," Jane said
mechanically as she got up and walked unsteadily to her pile of clothes.
"I guess so," Marvin replied.
Marilyn was amused. She saw the little man was sorry now he'd made that kind of
bargain. Once the old cock was down, what seemed like a good idea before, now looked
like a disaster. She and her sister could clean him out. But she really didn't want to
push it. The four dogs would set the poor man back enough.
"Come on, hon," Jane said to her sister as she slipped on her slacks. "We've got to pick
out the dogs now. God, I hope your car's big enough."
Marilyn giggled as she watched Marvin wince at the thought he was losing four
valuable animals.
"You want the Dane?" Marilyn asked her sister as she flipped her tits back in the bra.
"I think so," Jane said. "I think he performed pretty damned well today."
"And the setter?" Marilyn asked, slipping her panties up over her thighs. "That's your
baby, isn't it?" Jane answered as she stroked the big Dane's head. "Well, why not? Jesus,
I'm going to have a regular zoo at my place."
"You don't have to take all the animals," Marvin suggested, hoping one or two would
be enough.
"A deal's a deal," Jane said in a businesslike tone as she selected two German shepherds
from a corner set of cages. "Besides, I can always sell them if I can't keep them."
Marilyn shrugged her shoulders at the owner as she slipped on her blouse and skirt and
left the back room. Jane followed her with the animals.
"Oh, by the way, would you help us load up a few bags of dog food in the car? I'll bet
these dogs just eat like horses," Jane said as she unlocked the front door.
Marilyn arched her eyebrows and stared at her sister. She'd never seen this side of Jane.
She'd always pictured her younger sister as somewhat silly and flighty – certainly not
much of a businesswoman, and far from being practical. Now Jane was milking the
poor shopkeeper for all she could.
"Now wait a minute," the little man protested. "I said four dogs, not the whole fuckin'
shop."
"You said we could take as much as we wanted. Now, you either live up to that deal, or
I'm gonna scream down the walls and tell people you tried to rape me and my sister,"
Jane retorted.
"Who'd believe you?" Marvin said defiantly.
"I'll wager you've got one hell of a reputation in this neighborhood. With both of us
swearing that you tried to molest us, who do you think people'd believe?" Jane asked,
folding her arms across her chest and staring coldly at him.
"Why you-" Marvin began.
"Tch! Tch! Now be a good boy and help us load the car," Jane said, opening the door.
Marilyn was amazed at the way her younger sister ordered Marvin around like a slave.
After 3O minutes went by, the tires were nearly flattened by the weight of dog food,
toys, cages, and the animals themselves.
"Thank you very much, Marvin," Jane chirped innocently as she climbed into the front
seat. "We'll be back .when we need more goodies," she yelled out the window as
Marilyn started the car and pulled away from the curb.


Chapter 7

"My God, we've got a regular traveling dog show," Jane giggled as they drove down the
street. People stopped and pointed at the car as it passed.
"UNNNGH!" Marilyn grunted as she brushed away the Great Dane's head. "You and
your deals! I never knew you were such a wheeler-dealer, Jane. "
"Oh, there's a lot of things you don't know about me," Jane replied...
Marilyn looked curiously at her sister, wondering just what she meant. "I hope you
don't mind, but I want to stop by my house for a few seconds to check on the mail,"
Marilyn said, turning the car down her street. Marilyn pulled up in front of her house
and was met by both her sons.
"Hi, Aunt Jane!" they chorused as they leaned against the side of the car. "Mom, we've
got to talk to you for a second," Paul said, staring amazedly at all the barking animals
in the car. .
"I'll be! right back, Jane," Marilyn said as she climbed out of the car and walked up the
front sidewalk.
"Well, what's so important?" she asked as they entered the living room.
"Look what Billy found while he was cleaning up," Paul said, pulling a tiny microphone
out of his pocket.
"What is it?" she asked.
"We've been bugged!" Paul said disgustedly.
"What?" Marilyn almost screamed.
"Somebody's been in here and planted this. God knows how many others are around
here," Billy explained.
Marilyn felt her skin crawl with terror as she fingered the microphone. So that's how
the caller knew what was going on. He'd been listening to everything!
"But who? Why?" Marilyn asked.
"We don't know. But whoever it is means business. He's after something more than
jollies," Paul answered.
"My God!" Marilyn cried. "I've got to take your aunt home, but I'll be back in a few
minutes and we can figure out what we're going to do."
"Hurry back," Paul said as Marilyn scurried back to her car.
"Problems?" Jane asked, noticing Marilyn's worried look as she climbed back into the
car.
Marilyn was going to tell her what her sons had found, then decided against it. Why
worry her when there was no reason to? If she needed help, then she'd tell Jane.
Besides, Marilyn began to wonder about her younger sister. It was as if she didn't know
her any more. For some reason, Marilyn felt she couldn't trust her.
"Not really. Just a big bill I hadn't counted on," Marilyn offered.
"That's always a problem," Jane commented, satisfied with her sister's explanation.
They sped down the street to Jane's house, ignoring several stop signs on the way.
Marilyn wanted to get home as quickly as possible.
"Wow, you're a regular racer," Jane said as they arrived.
"I'll help you," Marilyn said absently as she opened the door and let the pack of dogs
out.
"You can come over any time and enjoy yourself," Jane said, winking at her sister.
Marilyn grunted as she picked up a twenty pound bag of dog food and staggered to the
front door. At any other time, she would have accepted her sister's offer now. But with
the discovery of the hidden mike, Marilyn wasn't too keen on fooling around with Jane
and her pack of hounds just now.
"Maybe later. But I should get back home. Besides, Jack's probably going to call
tonight. He should be getting back home any time now," Marilyn said. , "Oh, probably
not," Jane commented over her shoulder as she went outside to bring in more dog food
from the car.
"What? How do you-?" Marilyn began. But, Jane had already run out the front door.
Marilyn felt cold shivers run up and down her back. Why did her sister's comment
upset her like that? It was just probably an offhand remark. Yet there seemed to be a
note of fact in her voice.
"Hey, help me, Marilyn. Open this damned door," Jane grunted from the porch as she
struggled with two bags of dog food.
"Sorry," Marilyn said, holding the screen door open as Jane and the dogs entered the
living room.
"Jesus, I don't know what I'm going to do with all these animals!" Jane shouted above
all the barking and growling. "The neighbors are probably going to fire-bomb the house
with all this racket going on." "Jane, have you talked to Jack since he left for San
Francisco?" Marilyn demanded. Suddenly she felt her face grow hot and red with
embarrassment. Why had she asked suck a stupid question? What would her sister
think of her?
"No, why?" Jane answered simply, folding her arms across her chest. Marilyn shifted
her feet uneasily. She felt as though her younger sister were daring her to call her bluff.
But what was the bluff for? Was there one in the first place? Thoughts raced through
her mind – her husband's absence; the phone calls; and now the hidden microphone.
"It's just that – oh God, I might as well tell you,"
Marilyn said as she covered her face with both hands and sat down on the couch.
"Hey, come on and spill it out to me," Jane said consolingly as she sat down and put an
arm on Marilyn's shoulder.
Marilyn inhaled sharply, then related everything that had happened to her in the past
two days. Tactfully, she left out the part about her sons and implied the only sex act
she'd been performing in the house was with Rex.
When she finished, Marilyn looked desperately into Jane's eyes, hoping for some signs
of compassion and hope.
"Whew, girl. Have you thought about calling the police?" Jane asked.
"No. No! I don't want them in on this – at least not until they have to. Do you know
what this would do to my marriage? Jack and I have a good relationship. Do you think
he'd understand my fucking dogs? I don't understand it myself, Jane. But my God-!"
Marilyn began, then broke down crying.
"Come on, kid. You can't cry now – not with all this happening around you," Jane
said, patting Marilyn gently on the thighs with one hand while she rubbed the woman's
neck with the other. Jane was smiling softly as her hand inched upward along Marilyn's
full thighs. Gradually Marilyn became aware that Jane was inching her hand over to her
lap, then sliding it under her dress and up toward her pussy.
"Jane, don't!" Marilyn cried weakly as she wrestled with the hand under her skirt. But
she began to feel her pussy warm up at the thought of Jane's hand stroking her puffy
cuntlips. Marilyn hated to admit it, but she was really excited by the sight of her sister
fucking with the dogs in the pet shop. But did that mean that she wanted to screw
around with her own sister? Her mind said no, but her cunt was telling her something
else.
"Come on, Marilyn," Jane panted as she forced her hand higher and higher. "I saw you
watching me back at the shop. Your eyes practically fell out of your head when I was
fucking that dog!"
"Don't!" Marilyn protested, trying to get up. "Sit down!" Jane commanded as she gave
her probing hand one final shove.
"OHHHHHHH!" Marilyn cried, closing her eyes and hunching her thighs up and
forward as she felt Jane's fingers rub against her fat, moist cuntlips. Marilyn wanted' to
pull away – to jump up and run out of the house back to her sons. She wanted to yell
that she wasn't some kind of cunt-sucking dyke. But at the same time... "Come on let's
get undressed," Jane said as she pulled her hand out from between her older sister's
legs. Marilyn looked down and saw that Jane's hand glistened with a layer of hot Pussy
juice that oozed between her reddened, swollen pussylips.
"I-I" Marilyn said, hesitating to do anything. Jane stood directly in front of her with her
legs spread widely apart.
"This ought to change your mind," Jane said, reaching back and unfastening her halter.
Marilyn gasped as she watched Jane's tits pop out.
"Suck them, Marilyn. Ohhh, ever since I've been a little girl I've always wanted you to
suck my titties and finger my cunny," Jane said in a little girl's voice as she squeezed
her tits hard.
Marilyn stood up to nibble on Jane's brown, taut right nipple.
"UNNNGH! OHHHHHHH!" Jane moaned as Marilyn held one breast and cupped her
lips around her stiff, twitching nipple. She bit into the tender flesh gently, then swirled
her tongue around and over the hard tip.
"YESSS! YESSSSS!" Jane hissed as she reached up and started unbuttoning Marilyn's
blouse.
While the older woman lathered her sister's tits with saliva Jane tore open Marilyn's
blouse. She reached back and unsnapped her bra, freeing the woman's firm, full titties.
"Come here" Jane said huskily as she pushed her sister's head back and pulled her
against her hot, sweating body.
"MMMGFFF!" Marilyn protested as Jane clamped her lips hard against hers. Marilyn
felt her clit rumble while her titties were mashed and flattened against Jane's spit-slicked
boobs.
"Oh my God, I've never done anything like this before. Never," Marilyn said guiltily as
she broke away from Jane's embrace and grabbed the back of the couch for support.
"Come on, Marilyn. I can tell you want to try it. Look at your nipples. They're so
fuckin' hard they're like steel. And shit! You can smell your own cuntjuice burning up!
Don't tell me you're not hot to try to make it with me," Jane said as she unzipped her
tight fitting slacks.
Marilyn inhaled sharply as she watched her sister slip out of the material until her
puffy, reddened cuntlips shot into view. They glistened with layers of hot, bubbling
pussy juice that was leaking down the insides of Jane's trembling thighs. Her pussylips
seemed to quiver in sympathetic rhythm with the "Ohhhh, touch me!" Jane murmured
as she raised her hands to her tits and started squeezing the masses of spongy, hot flesh.
She made her long nipples pop out even more.
As Jane became more and more excited, Marilyn felt her pussy aching and twitching
and trembling with waves and spasms of forbidden lust. She wanted to drop to her
knees and stab her tongue into the red gash of Jane's cuntlips. She wanted to snake her
tongue through the thick matting of tangled, juice-saturated pussy hairs.
"TOUCH MEEEE!" Jane groaned grinding her thighs together as she closed her eyes
and threw back her head. Marilyn couldn't take this show any more. The torrents of
boiling pussy juice that poured freely now from Jane's trembling cunt turned her into a
frothing bitch. She tore off her clothing while her sister moaned and stroked her body.
Marilyn wanted to feel her aching cunt sliding over Jane's swollen, hot pussylips. She
wanted to feel her sister's hot, slick body sliding over her own.
"UNNNGH!" Jane cried as she watched her sister undress. It excited her. She groaned
loudly, rolled her eyes, then slid her hands down to her swollen cuntlips and started
milking their slippery, sensitive edges together.
"QUICK! HURRY!" Jane urged as she stretched her hands out invitingly toward
Marilyn.
"Okay, okay," Marilyn gasped as she finished undressing. She knelt down in front of
her sister. Marilyn put her lips on the juice-oozing cuntlips of Jane's pussy.
"My God, don't fool around!" Jane said desperately as she dug her fingers into
Marilyn's scalp.
"MMMGGGFFFF!" Marilyn cried as Jane jammed her head hard into her crotch.
Marilyn inhaled sharply. She was relieved that Jane's pussy was clean. Her hairs were
soft and curly, even though they were damp and sticky from the cunt juice that seeped
through them.
Almost instantly Marilyn threw her hands around Jane's trembling butt. She kneaded
the soft flesh, digging her fingernails into the younger woman's creamy asscheeks as she
licked more furiously at Jane's cuntlips. Gradually she guided her fingers closer and
closer to the crevice between Jane's rippling buttocks.
"OHHH! OHHHHHH! ARRRGHHHH!" the younger woman cried as she felt
Marilyn's fingers slip into the valley between her cheeks and slide up to her shitter.
"OHHHHHH! MMGGFFFFF!" Marilyn moaned in response as she felt the soft,
puckered skin of Jane's shit chute with her right forefinger. She ran it lightly around the
tight hole, poking its tip gently into the tiny tunnel, then pulling it out again. With
each insertion Marilyn felt a fresh torrent of cunt juice ooze out from between Jane's
hot, fat pussylips and into her mouth.
"UNNNGH! FUCK! FUCK!" Jane groaned as she relaxed her grip on Marilyn's head
and ground her thighs gently against the older woman's sucking, probing mouth.
"Ohhh, you're wonderful, Marilyn. You're just like I imagined you'd be when we were
kids," Jane cooed as she hunched her cunt forward again. "Oh, fuck! Lick my cunt! Oh
God, I want to eat your pussy too."
Marilyn was carried away by Jane's moaning and her hot, steaming pussy.
"Ohhh, suck me! Suck me!" Marilyn groaned as she reached down with one hand and
stroked her trembling cuntlips with her fingers.
"Do you want me?" Jane panted.
"Yessss! Oh God, yessssss," Marilyn hissed as she felt her clit vibrate like a tightly
strung harp string.
"Suck my cunt!" Marilyn commanded as she pulled her head away from Jane's spitslicked 
cunt and lay down on the floor. Jane smiled and sank to her knees, moving her
aching pussy next to Jane's face. Soon the older woman felt her spasming cunt being
massaged by her sister's slender fingers. She looked up and saw Jane's inviting, lava-hot
pussy hanging teasingly over her.
"Suck me. I'll suck you," Jane said, gasping as she lowered her snatch to within licking
distance.
"UNNNGH!" Marilyn groaned as she felt Jane's hand slip inside her jerking pussy. The
younger woman was running her fingers lightly over the insides of Marilyn's puffy
cuntlips, using the flood of pussy juice as a lubricant.
"GODDAMN IT! SUCK ME!" Jane cried impatiently as she drove her pussy toward
Marilyn's upturned face. Just as the red gash opened, Marilyn felt Jane stick her own
tongue into her pussy. It slid easily in between her juice-slicked lips, moving past them
as it snaked down deep into her fuck tunnel. Simultaneously, Marilyn stuck out her
tongue and flicked its tip against the bud of Jane's clit. Gently, Marilyn fitted her mouth
onto Jane's cunt and started to suck hard.
"OHHH,NOOOO!GIVEITTOME! JEEEESUS, FUCKIN' JEEESUS! OH GOD, LICK
ME OFFFF! OH CHRIST, YOU FEEL SOOOOO GOOD! ARRRRGHHH!
WAWWWWWWHHHHH!" Jane cried as she hammered her violated cunt onto her
sister's face.
"No! OHHHHHH!" Marilyn repeated as her sister returned to her expert tonguing. At
the same time Jane was using her fingers to pull the tender cuntlips gently apart. The
girl was running her tongue inside Marilyn's white-hot pussy, flicking it rapidly in and
out as she teased the soft, sensitive flesh with her probing fingers.
Marilyn continued to jab her tongue in and out of Jane's dripping cunt. She flicked her
tongue in and out of Jane's pussy as quickly as she could.
"OHHHH, SUCK ME! SUCK MEEE!" Jane shrieked.
"MMMGGFFFFFF!" Marilyn cried, her cries muffled by Jane's hot cunt.
"ARRRRRGHHHH! OH-OH-OHHHHHH, NOOOOOO! UNNNNNGH!
UNNNGH! UNNNNNNGH!" Jane screamed, screwing her lips down tightly onto
Marilyn's quivering pussylips.
Marilyn shrieked again and raised her arms. She wrapped her hands tightly around
Jane's bobbing asscheeks. She realized she enjoyed squeezing her sister's full cheeks,
rubbing them gently, slipping her fingers in and out of the sweaty, hot crevice between
the girl's white ass. Marilyn raised her head slightly, stabbing her tongue in and out of
Jane's pussy more furiously than before. Slowly, she moved her mouth upward until her
tongue began battering against the younger woman's clit.
"ARRRRGGHHHHHH!" Jane groaned. Almost at once the girl slammed her juicy cunt
down hard on Marilyn's mouth. Marilyn jammed her tongue between the puffy lips as
hard as she could, licking it around and around while she dug her fingernails furiously
into Jane's trembling asscheeks.
"UNNNNGH! UNNNNNNGH! WAWWWWWH! AIYEEEEEE!" Jane screamed into
Marilyn's cunt. The sound vibrations made her pussy contract wildly, and she reacted
by blasting her tongue into Jane's cunt.
Marilyn was pleased with herself, in a way. She'd never made it with a woman, and
here she was, licking and sucking off her sister like a pro bull-dyke. Jane hunched her
thighs wildly up and down, trying to get more tongue up her snatch while she
continued to scream and moan. Yes, Marilyn was proud of the way she was bringing
her sister off.
Jane buried her face frantically in the black forest of Marilyn's pussy. Her lips sucked
out a long, wet kiss against the swollen cuntlips. They pressed into Marilyn's clit while
she kept her tongue busy lashing at the inside of her snatch slit. "ARRRRGHHH!
UNNNNGH! SUCK ME OFF, YOU BITCH! UNNNGH! JAM THAT TONGUE IN
ME! WWWWWWHHRH!" Marilyn shrieked wildly, thrashing and bucking on the
floor. "OHHH, NOOOOOO! SUCK, YOU BITCH! FUCKIN' WHORE! BITCH!" Jane cried out.
Marilyn responded by working her fingers deep into the crevice between Jane's
trembling asscheeks. As her index finger found the smooth, puckered brown hole in the
center, she worked it around the slick, wrinkled flesh in circles. The finger drew closer
and closer to the edge of her sister's tight shithole until it was positioned directly over
the tiny, quivering opening.
"UNNNGH! OH, NOOOO, DON'T!" Jane protested weakly. Marilyn knew the girl
wanted anything. Her body was a giant sex machine, ready for all kinds of experimental
sex. Jane spread her legs, stretching her asscheeks apart so Marilyn could get her finger
deeper inside. Then she shoved down with her hips, grinding her cunt furiously into
Marilyn's face.
"UNNNNGH! MORE! MORE!" Jane cried. She felt the fingertip push slowly into the
tight, gripping brown hole. Marilyn started to wiggle it around and around. She teased
her sister, sending thrills racing from her ass to her cunt. Jane's clit throbbed wildly
from the hot bolts of pleasure that shot down from her violated asshole. She twisted her
hips up and down, getting fingered in the shithole and tongued in the cunt.
"MORE! MORE! OR, FUCKIN' SHIT, MORE! JAM THAT FINGER ALL THE WAY
UP MY ASS! FUCK MEEEEE!" Jane screamed wildly as Marilyn stuck another finger
up her sister's shit chute.
Marilyn felt her own pussy exploding with pleasure. She wriggled her fingers in the
tight hole of Jane's ass as she felt her spread pussylips being kissed and sucked again
and again. She felt her sister's hot, sucking mouth open wide and her lips press down
hard into her cuntlips. Jane's head slammed down, shoving tighter and tighter against
her cunt. Marilyn felt Jane's sucking mouth work on her cunt like a leech, pulling at
the slick membranes in gentle tugs. It was like having a giant, blood-engorged cock
slamming in and out of her cunt.
"UNNNGH! JANE! JANE!" Marilyn' cried desperately. "Oh, shit, it feels soooooo
good, sooo good! SUCK! SUCK! OH FUCKIN' GOD, FUCK MEEEE!
Marilyn felt Jane's mouth go wild on her cunt. It ground like a mill stone against her. It
spread her lips widely apart and pushed into her tight fuck-hole. It sucked wildly on her
clit until Marilyn was afraid her sister was going to tear it out of her pussy.
"UNNNNGH!" Jane cried out as she felt the finger in her ass push deeper inside. She'
groaned louder, rolling her ass around and around as she felt Marilyn's finger drive
harder and deeper into her hot, tight ass. Her sensitive pussy walls vibrated like an
uncontrolled engine. Marilyn's tongue and finger worked together, tickling and licking
the sensitive flesh.
"OH, NOOOO! NOOOOO!" Marilyn screamed as she suddenly felt a wild spasm tear
through her cunt. It was the first in what she knew was going to be a long, painful
series of contractions.
"OHHH, COME ON, BABY! SHOOT IT! OH FUCKIN' GOD, SHOOT IT OFF IN
MY MOUTH!" Jane screamed as she felt Marilyn shaking and bucking wildly under
her. Her tongue shoved down deep into the hot pussy as she felt it starting to spasm.
Marilyn hunched desperately and crazily when Jane went out of control with her
orgasm. At the same time Marilyn drove in a third finger, tearing at her younger sister's
sensitive shithole as she writhed on the carpeting and tossed her head wildly from side
to side.
Jane seemed to love it. Her ass contracted with the additional new finger, and the spasm
pushed her cunt into climax.
"NOW! NOW! I'M COMING!" the girl cried as her clit popped into Marilyn's sucking
mouth and vibrated against her licking tongue. Marilyn's arms tore at the girl above her
as she hunched her shooting, juicing pussy again and again onto Jane's stiff tongue.
"UNNNGH! UNNNNGH! UGHHHHH!" Jane groaned, slamming and grinding her
contracting cunt against Marilyn's face before she went limp and fell exhausted onto
her sister's sweaty body.
"UGH!" Marilyn protested, gently pushing Jane off her belly. "You're heavier than I
thought," she joked as she propped herself with her arms.
"Look who's talking," Jane laughed as she rolled over on her side and looked behind
Marilyn. "Hey, looks like we had an audience this time."
Marilyn turned and saw the four dogs all sitting on their haunches, looking curiously at
the two women.
"What's the matter, boys? Haven't you ever seen two women screw before?" Jane
giggled, staggering to her feet and walking toward the furry group.
"How are you going to keep all four?" Marilyn wondered.
"Would you like these two?" Jane answered pointing to the two German shepherds.
"You've got Rex. Maybe he'd like two playmates.
Jane bit her lower lip and considered her sister's proposition. The additional protection
would be nice. Besides, she wouldn't have to go looking all over the neighborhood for
additional dogs if she wanted to get it on with more than Rex. And, it was unfair
working poor Rex so hard. He needed a rest.
"Why not?" Marilyn concluded, shrugging her shoulders and opening her arms to the
two dogs.
"Go to your new mistress," Jane whispered in their ears as she pointed to Marilyn.
While Marilyn was hugging the dogs' furry bodies to her tits, she noticed Jane was
staring strangely at her. There was a look of evil triumph in her eyes for a second.
Suddenly, her earlier uneasiness returned.
"Jane, are you sure-" she began, about to ask her sister about Jack again. God only
knows why she suspected Jane knew something more about her husband than she did
– but that nagging suspicion was still there.
"Now, come on. You've got to get home," Jane said, as if she purposely was trying to
keep her from asking any more questions. "Take a quick shower. There's plenty of
towels in the cabinet."
Marilyn sighed. She knew she wasn't going to learn anything more from her sister that
afternoon. As she walked through Jane's bedroom to get to the bathroom, Marilyn
spotted a tie draped over a chair next to her sister's bed. There was something familiar
about it. As she drew closer to the chair, Marilyn's heart skipped a beat. It was the tie
she'd given Jack for his birthday!
"Marilyn, honey, are you getting ready?" Jane shouted from the living room.
"Y-yes. I'll be out in a second," Marilyn stammered. What was her husband's tie doing
in her sister's bedroom? Why was Jane trying to change the subject every time she
brought up her husband's name? All these questions and more buzzed in her head as
she stepped into the stall and turned on the water.
As she soaped down, Marilyn heard Jane fumbling around in the bedroom.
"Jane?" she called.
"Just doing some straightening up," Jane shouted back.
Marilyn washed herself off. When she opened the bathroom door and looked around in
Jane's bedroom, she noticed Jack's tie was gone. Her heart throbbed wildly again. Why?
Was her sister having an affair with Jack? Was he really in San Francisco?
"Ohhh, God!" Marilyn said aloud, then realized she couldn't let her sister know she
suspected something was going on – at least, not now.
"Come on, Marilyn! I hate to rush you, but I've got somebody coming over here
tonight," Jane called from the living room.
Marilyn's face flushed red-hot. Who was it, Jack? That would be a pretty picture. How
would Jane explain to him what happened a few minutes ago?
Marilyn shook her head and tried to clear her mind before she went back into the living
room to dress. Of course there could be a logical explanation for that tie and for Jane's
strange attitude. But somehow...
"Okay, kid. I'll be out of here in a flash," she said, flipping her tits back into her bra.
She noticed Jane seemed edgy, although obviously relieved by the fact that she was
leaving shortly.
"Don't forget the pooches," Jane said brightly as Marilyn finished buttoning her blouse
and started for the door.
"Ohhhh, yesss," Marilyn said. The dogs were the best thing that happened to her all
afternoon.
As she closed the front door behind her, Marilyn glanced down the street and thought
she saw Jack's car shoot down a side street.
God, am I going crazy? Marilyn asked as she grabbed both shepherds by the neck and
ran down to her car. She had to get home to think.


Chapter 8

When Marilyn drove into the garage with the two barking dogs, she was met by Paul
and Billy.
"Hey, mom, we found three more mikes hidden around the house," Billy started.
"Yeah. One was in your bedroom, one in the kitchen, and the other in the bathroom,"
Paul added disgustedly.
"The bathroom?" Marilyn exclaimed. She couldn't believe it. Whoever had planted the
mikes had done a thorough job.
"Looks like whoever's involved wanted to make sure that he heard everything that was
going on," Billy said, dangling the tiny microphones from his hand.
"Boys, let's go into the house," Marilyn said, becoming more upset. She'd just learned
her husband was probably having an affair with her sister. And now this!
"One was right under the end table," Paul said as he opened the front door.
"My God! Some body's anxious to record everything that goes on here – but why?"
Marilyn asked as she walked to the couch and sat down, covering her face with her
hands.
"I hooked up that tape recording device," Paul said, putting his hand comfortingly on
his mother's right shoulder.
"Well, that's one point in our favor," Marilyn managed as she looked up at her oldest
son. With both sons near her, Marilyn felt strong enough to fight whoever was calling
and threatening her. She might even he ready to face the fact her husband might be
running away with her sister.
"Now, all we have to do is wait for the next call," Billy said, leaving for the kitchen.
"That's what I like about Bill. No matter how serious the situation, he always has time
for his stomach," Paul said, laughing as he sat next to his mother.
Marilyn smiled absently , then turned and stared at the phone. A thousand thoughts
ran through her head, one of which was that Jack, Jane and this caller were somehow
connected. She folded her hands tightly and tried to relax as she waited for the phone
to ring.

* * *

Marilyn didn't know how much time had passed since she returned to the house. She
opened her eyes and realized Paul was shaking her and pointing at the phone. It was
ringing!
Paul motioned her not to pick up the receiver until he turned on the recorder.
"Okay!" he whispered. "Hello?" Marilyn said nervously. Heavy breathing.
"Hello? Who is this?" she asked, her heart throbbing wildly at the sounds of the man's
breath.
"Hi, Marilyn. You know damned well who this is. It's your old cunt-sucking friend,"
the voice panted hoarsely.
"Now you listen here," she said angrily. "My sons and I found all those fuckin' mikes
you planted in the house. I don't know how you got in here, or why you're doing this,
but we're wise to you, and it's our turn to get on your back."
Marilyn didn't know what she was saying. Everything seemed to snap inside her head.
She was screaming into the receiver.
"You've fucked around with us long enough. I don't know if I'll call the police or not,
but I swear we'll find you, and when we do – when we do, we'll-"
"You'll what?" the voice interrupted. Marilyn was playing right into the man's hands.
He was purposely trying to upset her – to catch her off balance.
"Never mind," Marilyn said sullenly, realizing the only hope in learning the man's
identity was to listen to his voice and not hers.
"I thought so. Well, nothing's really changed, has it? You're still dickin' around with
your dogs and sons, and I'm still beating off here. But all that's gonna be different soon.
I'm coming over soon, babe. I'll get you alone, and we'll meet – face to face, or cock to
cunt, whatever you like better. Then when I'm through with you babe, I'm gonna cut
off your clit, carve up your fuck hole, slice up-"
"STOP IT!" Marilyn shrieked. "Stop saying those terrible things!"
"Ohhh, babe, when I jam that blade up your shitter and start slicing up your buns"
"OH GOD! STOP IT! STOP IT!" Marilyn screamed hysterically into the receiver.
All she heard was laughing that sounded like it was coming from a maniac. Then he
hung up.
"Oh my God, MY GOD!" Marilyn moaned, dropping the phone to the floor as she
sank half-conscious to the couch.
"Hey, Billy. Better get mom something to bring her to," Paul said as he turned off the
recorder and rubbed her hands quickly with his.
"Ohhhh," Marilyn groaned, trying to drive the memory of that sickening voice out of
her mind.
"What did he say?" Paul said as Billy ran into the living room with a glass of water.
"Turn on the tape recorder," Marilyn said, gulping the liquid. You'll hear for yourself."
Both Paul and Billy were noticeably sickened by what they heard the man say to their
mother.
"Jesus!" Paul commented as he turned off the recorder and stared wildly at his mother.
"Christ! That guy means business. He could be waiting to break into here any second,"
Billy said, looking warily at the front door.
Marilyn sat quietly on the couch, tilting her head to one side and raising her eyebrows.
"Did you hear something funny in the background?" she asked Paul.
"Funny? No, I don't think so," he said, pushing the "rewind" button on the recorder.
"I didn't catch it while I was talking with him, but I'm sure I heard something behind
his voice. Let's play it back and see," Marilyn said anxiously.
"I'll get you alone-" the voice droned as the three of them strained their ears for
background noises. "I'm gonna cut off your clit, carve up your fuck hole, slice-"
"There!" Marilyn interjected, reaching to push the "stop" button.
"Did you hear something, Paul?" Billy asked as the tape reel spun backward.
"I'm not sure," he replied, watching his mother.
"Now, just listen carefully," Marilyn said as she started the machine again.
"I'm gonna cut off your clit-"
"Right there!" Marilyn almost shouted.
"It sounded like a couple of dogs barking!" Paul guessed.
Yes, Marilyn thought. And those dogs sounded like the two Jane has at home!
"But so what?" Billy wondered. "Does it mean he'd be calling from the city pound?"
Marilyn tried to force a smile, but felt the sick feeling growing stronger and stronger in
the pit of her belly. Now she was almost certain her sister was involved in making these
calls. The man? Probably her husband Jack. The reason? That was something that
Marilyn hadn't figured out yet.
"Hey, mom. Where you goin'?" Paul asked as Marilyn sprang to her feet.
"I've got to see your aunt about something," she said in a bitter tone as she ran out the
door.
"What about the phone call?" Billy shouted from the front door as she started the car.
"If he calls again, tape it. But I don't think we'll be getting too many more of those,"
she said as she backed the car out the driveway.
Why? Why? Why? Marilyn thought as she sped down the street toward her sister's
house. She could understand and even forgive an affair. But this? And to what purpose?
Why did she and Jack want to scare the shit out of her?
Her mind on the affair, Marilyn failed to see a large van pulling out of a side street
directly in front of her car.
"Oh my God!" she cried as she finally spotted the van. The van driver saw her and
jerked the vehicle to the right as Marilyn slammed down on the brakes.
No brakes! Her car sped toward the van as its driver desperately tried to steer out of
Marilyn's way. Marilyn glanced at the speedometer. Sixty! She'd been so upset that she
didn't realize how fast she was going! and now, she was wheeling down the street out of
control.
"NOOOOOOOOOO!" Marilyn wailed as she pulled the wheel to the left and barely
missed the swerving van.
"Hey, lady – what the-" the driver yelled out of his window as she zipped by.
"I'M OUT OF CONTROL!" she screamed as she flew by the van.
What happened just after that wasn't too clear to her. She remembered leaning on the
horn as she tried to avoid cross-traffic and pedestrians. The car seemed to be speeding
up when the van she nearly hit passed her and swerved in front of the speeding car.
The van slowed, catching her front bumper on its rear.
Marilyn inhaled sharply. She was slowing down gradually, but her accelerator was still
down to the floor. Somehow the thing was stuck. Marilyn bent down wrapped both
hands around the peddle and yanked up sharply. The accelerator finally pulled free and
her racing engine eased to a quiet idle.
"OHHHHHHHH GGGGGOOOOODDDDD!" Marilyn said in relief as her car finally
rolled to a halt.
"Hey, lady, you okay?" someone was yelling through the side window as she felt
everything growing fuzzy and blurred. The last thing she remembered was the door
opening and her about to tumble out.

* * *

Marilyn had no idea how long she'd been unconscious. When she batted her eyes open,
she saw four male figures standing directly over her.
"NOOOOO!" she wailed, covering her face with both hands.
"Thank God!" Paul whispered as he bent down and kissed his mother lightly on the
forehead.
"Oh, Paul. And Billy," Marilyn said, finally recognizing her sons.
"What happened?" the police officer beside the doctor asked.
"Ohhh, I wish I knew," Marilyn said, trying to focus her eyes. "I was driving down the
street and guess somehow I didn't realize how fast I was going." "My mother's been
getting these weird calls lately – you know, dirty kinds. She'd just gotten one before she
ran out of the house," Paul volunteered.
Marilyn cringed. She wished he hadn't said that. Now the police would want to know
about the calls, and why they were being made. Paul had a nice big cock, but she began
to wonder about his common sense. "Calls?" the officer asked, raising his eyebrows and
opening a notepad.
"Nothing, really, officer. Just the usual heavy breathing type." Marilyn said, flashing a
warning look at Paul. "Anyway, suddenly there was this van and I couldn't stop. I'm
sure you know the rest. "
"Mrs. von Benken, your brake lines were cut. Looks like somebody's been fooling
around with your car," the officer said.
"Cut? You mean somebody's trying to kill me?" Marilyn almost screamed. Cold shivers
of terror gripped her nipples and cunt as Paul and Billy flashed looks of anger at one
another.
"From what you tell me, maybe that caller's got something to do with it," the officer
concluded.
Marilyn raised her hand to her throat. Should she tell the officer her suspicions about
Jane and Jack? But all the evidence she had was circumstantial – and flimsy stuff at
that.
"Well, whoever he is, he isn't going to get away with this," Paul said with
determination.
"Take it easy, son. We'll handle this," the officer said as he continued the questioning.
Marilyn purposely avoided any mention of her husband or Jane. She didn't want to
implicate them – at least not just yet. She had to learn for herself if there was anything
to her suspicions. She just needed more proof. Then she'd turn them over to the police,
or run to the police herself for protection if some unknown nut was trying to kill her.
On the way home from the hospital Marilyn told Paul and Billy her suspicions about
Jane and their father. At first Paul and his younger brother sat quietly in the car, staring
at the road ahead. Finally Billy spoke.
"Are you sure about all this, mom?"
"Oh, Billy, I don't know. It's just that I'm so confused. Your father's never done
anything like this before. It's just that I've got this funny feeling about the two of them.
Then there's the tie in your aunt Jane's bedroom, and her acting strangely whenever I
brought up Jack's name. And that barking in the background of the recording. I can't
be absolutely sure, but I'd swear that they're the two dogs your aunt's got in her home."
"I never thought he could do something like this," Paul said angrily as he reached over
and patted his mother gently on the knee.
"Thanks, Paul," Marilyn said, feeling her clit tremble at her son's touch. She needed all
the comfort she could get, especially after what happened to her today. "I think what
you need right now is something to forget all this," Billy said, leaning forward and
winking at his older brother as they pulled into the drive.
"I think I know what you're talking about, and I agree," Paul said as he stopped the car.
"I don't know if I'm up to something like that," Marilyn said.
"Come on, mom. We'll see if we can get the other dogs in the act too," Paul said as he
jumped out of the car and followed his younger brother to the house.
Marilyn walked slowly behind them, wondering how she could trap her husband and
Jane.
"Come on," Paul said from one comer of the living room as Marilyn opened the door.
"My God!" she cried as she saw Paul standing in the kitchen doorway wearing only a
smile. His clothes had been thrown on the couch. "Do you want the whole
neighborhood to see you?" she said as she slammed and locked the door behind her.
Marilyn scurried around the living room, pulling down the shades as she felt her pussy
firing up red-hot again. "Billy's feeding the dogs in the kitchen right now. We've got a
little time to ourselves," Paul said as he approached Marilyn. She felt her tits swelling
and her nipples popping out of their surrounding stiff brown skin as the boy's blood
laden prick swayed slowly from side to side.
"Are you sure he won't be jealous?" Marilyn asked.
Paul was right. Her troubles seemed to be flying out the window as she stared at the
boy's jerking cock.
"Fuck him!" Paul said as he reached out and grabbed his mother tightly around the
waist.
"MMMMGFFFFF!" Marilyn cried as he pulled her roughly against his hot, hairy body
and clamped his lips tightly to hers. As he slammed his tongue deep into her hot, wet
mouth, he reached down and clamped his powerful fingers around her asscheeks.
Marilyn was nearly fainting from pleasure as he squeezed the spongy ass-flesh, grinding
his sweaty groin against her thighs.
"Suck MY cock!" Billy said from the kitchen doorway.
Marilyn turned to see Billy standing at the entrance of the living room as naked as his
brother. It was the first time she could compare them with a relatively calm mind. How
beautiful each of them looked. She wanted to have both of them jamming their pricks
inside her at the same time. But then there were the dogs! She looked at Rex and his
two new friends standing next to Billy. They were watching her, their tongues hanging
out and dripping saliva in anticipation of having some human cunt for dinner. "Sort of
hard to decide what you want to do, isn't it?" Paul asked as he started unbuttoning his
mother's blouse.
"Do we flip for cunt and ass?" Billy asked as he commanded the dogs to stay and
walked over to the swaying Marilyn.
"No, we'll do it democratically," Paul said, pulling off his mother's blouse while he
slipped the fingers of his right hand under her lace bra until they bumped up against
her stiff nipples. "Since I'm the oldest, I get to choose. Cunt!"
Marilyn gasped as she felt Billy reach down and unzip her skirt, pulling it down to the
floor as he stepped behind her and jammed his prick hard against her panties.
"That's fine by me. Maybe I won't even use any Vaseline," Billy said as he hunched
forward.
"OHHHHHHH!" Marilyn cried, staggering a few steps and bumping into Paul.
"God, she doesn't know which way to go, does she?" Paul joked as he curled his fingers
around the elastic waistband of Marilyn's panties and yanked down.
"NNNNNNGH!" Marilyn cried as he pushed her panties down to the floor and slipped
his right forefinger in between her fluttering cuntlips. The rough skin of his finger
scraped the sensitive, quivering wet membranes of her pussylips as Billy continued to
rub the full length of his throbbing prickshaft up and down the hot crevice of her buns.
"Hey boy, want some snatch?" Paul said, looking at Rex.
Marilyn opened her eyes and saw the three German shepherds sitting tensely in the
doorway. All of them had hard-ons. They whined and whimpered as they watched her
cuntlips redden and swell under her sons' attack.
"Ohhhh, what are you doing?" Marilyn asked as Paul and Billy attempted to pin her
arms behind her.
"Just getting that old pump primed, so to speak," Paul replied as he motioned the dogs
to come forward.
Rex was the first in line, running quickly across the living room toward Marilyn's
exposed crotch. He ran up to her trembling pussy and sniffed at the familiar smell of
the woman's bubbling hot cuntjuice. Soon Rex had begun his usual sloshing operation,
sliding his thick, sandy tongue in and out of Marilyn's hot pussy.
"OHHHH! YESSS! UNNNGH! YESSSSSS!" she cried as Billy stepped back slightly and
lowered his thighs, aiming his purple, spasming prickhead directly over his mother's
tight shithole. "DON'T NOO, YOU'LL BUST ME OPEN!" she screamed as he
hunched forward, slamming his prick against the brown wrinkled skin of her shit chute.
"UGH! She's too tight to shove it in without some grease," Billy complained.
"Maybe the dogs'll loosen her up," Paul said, motioning for the other two.
"Three dogs, OH, NOOOOOO!" she cried half in fear and half in delight. She couldn't
imagine what she was going to do with her two sons and their three pets.
"Hey, look at old Rex. Looks like he's digging for a bone," Billy said as he pushed the
dog's big, pointed muzzle between Marilyn's thighs and rammed it up close against her
cunt. Rex started whining deep in his throat as he burrowed deeper and deeper into her
hot, juicing crotch.
While Rex slithered his tongue up and down Marilyn's sloshing pussy, one of the other
shepherds moved behind and started licking the backs of her thighs. "Hey, maybe I
can't get into her shitter, but maybe old bowser here could," Billy said as he pushed his
mother to the floor.
"Hey, that'd be something to see. And something to feel, right mom?" Paul said as he
positioned his mother for a dog ass-fuck. "AHRRRRGH! DON'T! DON'T!" Marilyn
cried. But her sons were so used to hearing her meaningless protests that they had no
idea she didn't want to get rammed in the ass. The idea both sickened and frightened
her. The dog might somehow ruin her for life.
"Let her give Rex the usual blow-job. I want to see how the new bowser performs," Paul
said as he pushed his wailing mother into a crouching position.
"I DON'T WANT TO – MGGFFFFFFF!" Marilyn said, gagging as Billy moved Rex in
front of her face and slammed the shepherd's haunches over her mouth. "Maybe she
needs a little stimulation," Billy said as he reached down and shoved two fingers up his
mother's trembling pussy. He felt her cuntal muscles contract violently, trapping his
fingers inside the hot hole. "Shit, she doesn't need any priming!" he said, rubbing her
clit.
"The usual story of 'the lady doth protest too much," Paul joked as he spat on his
fingers, then rubbed the spittle around and in Marilyn's shitter. One of the new
shepherds watched with curiosity.
"UGH!" Paul groaned as he lifted the puzzled dog on top of his mother. "Sorry, boy.
I'm not going to let you slobber up my piece of the meat."
"Thanks a lot. That fucker's gonna get jizz all over mom's shitter," Billy said as he
jammed Rex's cock between Marilyn's parted lips.
"That'll make it easier for you to fuck her in the ass when your turn comes up," Paul
said, grabbing the whining dog's cock in his hand while Marilyn waited for the initial
thrust up her shitter.
It came when she least expected it. Rex was beginning to growl and whimper loudly.
Ignoring the dog on her back, Marilyn started massaging the faithful shepherd's prick
with her thick lips, running her tongue up and down the blue-veined cock.
"MMMMMGFFFFF!" she cried in delight as she started fingering the dog's jouncing,
furry balls. Rex howled as Marilyn slid her lips up to the base of his prick, sucking in
his slick, pointed cock until she felt its pointed tip bump against the back of her throat.
"JEEESUS, SHIT!" she cried out as the animal's cock slipped from her ,lips.
"NOW!" Paul warned.
Before she could brace herself she felt a searing jolt of pain rip through her ass and race
through her cunt and tits.
"WUNNNNNNGH! AIYEEE! TAKE IT OUT! TAKE IT OUT! ARRRGHH!" Marilyn
shrieked as she felt something big and long slide deeper and deeper down her shitter.
"Hey, Billy, get that dog's prick back in her mouth," Paul said as he dug his fingers into
his mother's quivering asscheeks and steadied her trembling, swaying body.
"UNNNGH, NOOOOO!" Marilyn cried as her youngest son rubbed Rex's pointed
prickhead against her lips. She would have tried to pull free of the shithole-fucking
shepherd if Billy hadn't continued to strum her clit into high heat.
"Hey, I think she's okay now," Billy said as he backed away from Rex, his fingers
massaging, Marilyn's trembling clit.
"MGGGGFFF! NNNNNGHHHHF!" Marilyn cried. For a moment it was as if a redhot spear had 
been driven into her ass. The animal's prick was large enough to create a
lot of sudden pain. But Marilyn had discovered that the pain was getting less and less
intense. Soon she felt a strange pleasure that gripped her shitter. Her ass began to throb
deliciously in time with her rumbling cunt. In seconds she felt every nerve ending being
rubbed raw by the dog's fucking. "Jesus, looks like she's gonna come," Billy said as he
gripped his mother's clit and tugged hard at it.
"UNNNNNGH! ARRRRGHHHH! MMGGFFFFF!" Marilyn cried in protest as a series
of contractions seared her pussy.
"Hey, take it easy on her. You want her to blow her load without us in there?" Paul
said, running his fingers slowly up and down his red, thickly-veined rod.
"Are you kidding? Mom could pop off eight times a day and still be anxious for a
ninth," Billy replied as he watched Marilyn engulf Rex's entire prick with her mouth.
Marilyn was becoming desperate. Her cunt burned with sexual fire. Her shitter
throbbed and trembled with sexual excitement as the shepherd pumped his cock in and
out of her ass.
Marilyn wriggled her ass in rhythm to the animal's plunging as she prayed that he'd
blow his load soon. She felt his furry belly against her sweating ass, and the hair on his
sheath was tickling the lips of her cunt. As he hunched and pumped, Marilyn began
skyrocketing toward climax.
"UNNNGH! NNNNGH!" she cried, closing her eyes tightly her body shook violently.
She felt her tits swaying and swinging as Rex began howling like a wolf.
"Hey, she's really got the dog turned on," Billy said as he gave his mother's miniature
hot organ a final tug. Then he started rolling it like a ball between his thumb and
forefinger.
That did it.
"UNNNGH! UNNNNGH! UNNNNNGH!" Marilyn grunted as her pussy contracted
wildly. Torrents of steaming hot cuntjuice spilled from between her enlarged, hot
pussylips as Marilyn felt her body gripped by orgasm.
"Jesus!" Paul said, watching the skin on his mother's back ripple visibly with each
cuntal contraction. He saw Billy watching his mother's cunt in fascination as it shook
and puckered in with each spasm.
"NNNGHHHFFF!" Marilyn cried again, feeling Rex's cock expand suddenly in her
mouth.
"Jesus, look at the dog.!" Billy said. Paul shifted his glance from Marilyn's juice slicked
cunt to her mouth and saw streams of hot a doggie jizz seeping from her tightly
compressed lips.
"NNNNGHHHFFF!" she cried again as she sucked hard at Rex's shooting prick. The
hot white sticky wads seemed to come forever. Marilyn tried to swallow as much of the
animal's cum as she could. After all, what did it hurt to do it, Marilyn thought as a
thick clump oozed down her throat.
"Hey, looks like the new dog's coming too," Billy said excitedly pointing to the
trembling, shepherd.
Marilyn spat out Rex's cock and howled like a wounded soldier when the new
shepherd's cock swelled up inside her impaled shitter, then jerked crazily from side to
side.
"AIYEE! AIYEEE!" Marilyn cried as her cunt was gripped by a new series of orgasmic
contractions. She was coming twice! Her pussy had blown apart with Rex's climax.
Now it was rumbling again, blasting away as the dog shot spurt after spurt of jizz deep
into her cunt.
"NNNGH! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Marilyn exclaimed, swaying from side to side as
the hot sticky liquid poured into her gut. The shepherd growled and whimpered as she
clenched her asscheeks tightly and milked the last drops of cum from his furry, jangling
balls.
"Ohhhhh," Marilyn groaned as the shepherd pulled away from her violated asshole.
"Now, I think it's our turn," Paul said, licking his lower lip in excitement as he stared at
his mother's red ass.


Chapter 9

"Come on, boys, give me a rest," Marilyn pleaded Oas she rubbed her sore shithole.
"UGH!" she cried in disgust as the dog's cooling dog jizz oozed onto her probing
fingers. "Come on, mom. You've never needed any kind of rest," Paul said as he knelt
down and pushed her gently over on her side. "You'll have to be like this so Billy and I
can both fuck you."
"Ohhhhhh," Marilyn moaned, thinking about her sore shit chute. If this kept up, she
wouldn't be able to take a crap for days afterward.
"Come on, mom, warm me up," Paul said as he slid up to Marilyn's face and dangled
his jerking, fully-extended thick prick in front of her mouth.
"OHHH, GOD!" Marilyn said passionately as she slid her lips over the purple,
spasming cockhead. Marilyn felt her clit tingle, and she stroked it as her tongue ran
around and around Paul's cockhead. She forced its tip deep into his piss-slit and drew
out tiny drops of pre-cum while he hunched his powerful, hairy thighs against her face.
"MMMMMGffffff!" Marilyn moaned, sliding her tongue up and down the area just
under the boy's prickhead. While she clamped her tongue and lips down on Paul's
prick, the boy ran his fingers gently through Marilyn's long, black smooth hair.
At the same time Billy rolled over and moved up until he was directly behind his
mother. Suddenly he was plowing his hands down the crack between her buns until he
felt the cum-slicked puckered skin of her asshole.
"DON'T!" Marilyn cried defensively, spitting out Paul's cock. "Oh, I don't think I can
take it in the ass again."
"You're saying no, mom, but you really mean something else," Billy said, taking
advantage of her position and pulling her closer to his groin while stabbing two fingers
deep into her hot, juicy shitter.
"ARRRRRRGHHHH!" Marilyn cried, arching her back and thrusting her tits out while
she rolled her head from side to side. Billy dug his fingers in farther, wriggling them
back and forth in her slippery asshole while Paul tried to slip his cock back into
Marilyn's opened mouth. "That's it, shut her up," Billy groaned as he stuck in a third
finger and reamed out Marilyn's ass.
"MMMMGFFFFFF!" Marilyn cried as Paul slammed his thick cock back into her
mouth, hunching his thighs forward until his prickhead banged against the back of her
throat.
Suddenly the phone rang.
"Shit! Somebody'd have to call now!" Billy said disgustedly as he pulled out his three
fingers with a loud, juicy pop.
"Come on, mom. You're gonna have to answer it," Paul said, slipping his throbbing
prick quickly out of his mother's sucking mouth. "It might be that weirdo."
Marilyn clutched her swollen tits in panic. She'd forgotten about the caller, her husband
and her sister. Now the entire horror story came back to her. She gazed at the ringing
phone and felt paralyzed.
"Mom!" Paul urged, sitting on the couch and turning on the tape recorder. "Hurry up
and answer it before he hangs up."
Marilyn took a deep breath, then struggled to her feet and reached for the phone.
"Yes?" she said nervously.
"Too bad you made it through today," the voice said dryly at the other end of the line.
"What?" Marilyn began.
"Don't interrupt. That was just a test, baby. Next time I'm gonna be a lot more careful."
Marilyn fought the sheer terror that gripped her heart and mind and listened carefully
to the stranger's speech pattern. She strained her ears to hear background noise. This
time, she was positive it was Jack. Although his voice was different, it was the way Jack
always spoke.
"Dogs," Marilyn mouthed to Paul as she heard the familiar whimpering and barking in
the background.
"Maybe it's YOUR game that's up," Marilyncountered.
There was a pause. "Don't get smart with me, angel-tits. I don't think you're gonna live
to see another rising sun," the man said, slamming down the phone.
"We're going to have to do something now,"
Marilyn said decidedly as she Put down the receiver. "I'm positive that's your father,
and I'm sure he's planning to kill me tonight, somehow."
"We'll stay up all night to protect you," Billy said.
"Thanks, Billy, but it won't work. I don't know how badly Jack wants me dead. But he
might try to kill both of you if you're here, too. Or he might just bide his time and wait
until I'm alone. You can't stay with me all the time," Marilyn said, wishing they could.
"So, what do we do?" Billy asked.
"We've got a couple of choices right now," Paul said, getting up and pacing back and
forth.
"Like what?" Billy asked.
"Well, we can pretend to leave the house and wait for dad and Aunt Jane to make the
first more. But, of course, we couldn't make the first move," Paul said. "Or, we can all
go over there and watch what's going on at their place. You know, listen in and see just
why they're causing all this trouble."
Marilyn thought over both possibilities. She didn't particularly like the idea of being
used as bait – to sit around the house, waiting for her husband to make the first move.
She'd been the target of his attacks too often. It was his turn.
"I think I like your second idea better, Paul," Marilyn concluded.
"Me too," Billy agreed.
"Then it's settled," Paul said, leaving the room.
"Let's get dressed and head on over to Aunt Jane's. We know they're over there
together now."
Together! Marilyn inhaled sharply and fought off the pain and jealousy that racked her
mind. It was all happening so quickly. Just a few days ago she thought of herself as a
happily married woman with two boys. Now she was fighting for her life. Her own
husband and sister were trying to take it from her. And for what? It tortured Marilyn.
She couldn't find an answer.
"Hurry up, mom. Stop daydreaming!" Billy said as he left the living room.
Marilyn headed for the bedroom. The outfit laying on the living room carpet had had it
for the day. If she was going to trap her husband and sister, she might as well dress for
the occasion.

* * *

"The lights are still on," Paul whispered as he stared out of the driver's window.
"Thank God you've got your own car. With mine still impounded by the police, we'd
have had to take the bus," Marilyn mused.
"It would've looked pretty funny – us and all this taping equipment," Billy said as he
moved the heavy tape recorder to his other knee.
"Shhh!" Paul cautioned.
Marilyn peered into the darkness at her sister's house. While showering and dressing,
the trio had decided to take along the recorder. Marilyn knew that it couldn't be used as
evidence in court. But, whatever they got on tape might be enough to encourage the
police to investigate further and find more concrete evidence.
"Do you see anything?" Marilyn asked tensely.
"We'd be lucky to see an elephant from here," Paul said disgustedly as he opened the
door.
"Going in now?" Billy whispered as he opened his door.
"We don't have much of a choice. Can't spot what's going on from here," Paul said.
"Mom, you don't have to go with us, you know."
Marilyn smiled. She knew the boys were still trying to protect her.
"Don't worry. No matter what your father's doing in there, I'm ready to watch it," she
said, getting out of the car.
"The place's lit up like a palace," Paul said as he walked in front of Marilyn.
"I hope none of the neighbors see us," Marilyn said as she noticed a female shape flit
across the front window curtains of her sister's home.
"Come around here," Paul said, disappearing into a clump of waist – high bushes on
the side of the house.
Billy, carrying the recorder, and Marilyn joined him, crouching down on the ground
under a side window that looked into Jane's brightly lit living room.
"Fuck! The window's shut!" Paul said as he looked up.
"See if we can open it," Billy said hoarsely as he reached over and started to push the
window up.
"Wait! Let's see if somebody's in there first. All we have to do is throw the window up
with someone looking out!" Marilyn cautioned as she peeked over the sill and looked
into the living room. She saw Jane standing with her back to the window.
The bitch! She's naked! Marilyn thought as she helped Billy open the window slightly.
"I found an outlet!" Paul whispered as he plugged the tape recorder in and slid the
microphone under the opened window.
"Don't turn it on until they start talking," Marilyn said. She looked around the living
room for some clue that Jane and Jack were really involved in this.
It didn't take long. Marilyn's eyes widened when her husband walked into the room.
Jane said something to him that she couldn't make out.
"I already called," Jack said. "Nobody's home. Maybe I scared her too much."
"She's tough as nails. I told you this wouldn't work. We're going to have to kill her my
way," Jane said cold-bloodedly as Jack picked up the phone.
"Hey, did you hear something?" Jack asked, looking out the window.
Marilyn held her breath.
"It's your nerves, baby... Come on, maybe Jane's gotta calm down those old frazzled
nerves," she said as she took the phone away and put it down. Marilyn peeked over the
sill and watched as her sister ground her cunt against Jack's stiffening cock.
"I told you that" brake trick wouldn't work," Jane said, reaching down and cupping the
man's balls, rolling them from side to side as he reached up and squeezed the spongy
flesh of her mammoth tits.
"It was a chance. It would have saved us the trouble we're gonna have to go through
now," Jack said, sighing deeply.
"We couldn't even be sure that she was gonna drive that car," Jane said, pressing her
body tightly against Jack's. Marilyn watched as her younger sister spread her tapered
long legs, trapping Jack s thick cock between her upper thighs. She then clamped them
shut, milking his aching prick with the silky skin of her legs.
"UNNNNGH! UNNNGH!" Jack moaned, burying his face in Jane's shoulders as he
hunched his powerful hips forward around Jane's writhing body.
"Are you sure you want to see this, mom?" Paul asked as he watched his father's hands
roam freely concluded.
Marilyn stroked her oldest son's neck. He was taking it the hardest. She fought back
her desire to scream and pull her hair so that she could be strong for her sons.
"I said I'm ready for anything, and I meant it," Marilyn whispered, fighting back a tear
as she watched Jane clamp her mouth on Jack's while she mashed her stiffened nipples
against his muscular, hairy chest.
"FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" Jane groaned, slipping down Jack's powerful body to the
floor. As she knelt, Jane opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, running its
smooth surface along the man's hairy, hot, sweaty skin.
"UNNNGH!" Jack moaned loudly as her mouth brushed through the thick forest of his
cockhairs. His prick bounced crazily against her chin while she wrapped her fingers
once more around his jangling balls.
"OH!" Marilyn cried in indignation. Jane was using the same technique she used when
Jack started fucking her. He must have taught her everything.
"Ohhhh, yeah," Jack groaned as Jane drew his swollen cockhead slowly and steadily
into her mouth. "SHHHHIIIIIIITT! UNNNNGH!" he cried as he swayed crazily back
and forth in the middle of the living room.
Jane continued to swirl her tongue around his pumping prickshaft, pulling and
massaging the wrinkled, leathery skin of his fuck sacs with her hands. Marilyn watched
with increasing hatred as Jane's lips brushed against Jack's thick, wiry forest of crotch
hair.
"EASY! EASY!" Jack warned.
"Jesus!" Paul said, reaching down and squeezing a growing bulge between his legs.
Marilyn glanced at Billy and saw that he was doing the same thing. She hated to admit
it, but the scene was heating up her snatch. She wondered if they were all becoming
voyeurs.
"I'M GONNA SHOOT! I'M GONNA SHOOT!" Jack screamed as he wrapped his
fingers around Jane's whipping hair.
Marilyn stared at her husband's mouth embedded cock. Even at this distance she could
see it twitching wildly every time he hunched his hips back and drew out his prick.
"Easy," Jane cooed as she took her mouth off Jack's throbbing dick and clamped her left
hand around the twitching shaft. In a few seconds the spasming stopped and Jane went
back to her cocksucking and ball-massaging.
"This isn't going to tell the cops anything," Paul hissed as he turned off the machine.
"Nothing more than your father's a bastard!" Marilyn said angrily, her eyes glued on
his sexual acrobatics.
"ARRRRRGHHHH! YESSSSSS!" Jack cried as Jane moved her tongue slowly around
his cockhead, moistening the bulbous twitching cap with her spit. She moved her lips
over Jack's purple knob, sliding her tongue over its silky, stretched surface.
"Ohhhhh!" Marilyn groaned, feeling her cuntlips swelling while their edges became
moistened with trickles of juice that started bubbling out of her fuck hole. Marilyn
knew that she should be doing that to Jack. It should be her tongue – it should be her
mouth on his cock and balls.
"MMMMGFFFF!" Jane moaned happily as she moved her hands up and around Jack's
thighs, squeezing the taut muscular flesh as her tits flopped back and forth on her
chest.
"NOOOOOO!" the man shrieked.
"Okay, that's enough for you right now," Jane said abruptly as she pulled away from
him.
"Wh-what?" Jack stammered as he lurched forward.
"You heard me, Jack. I'm tired of playing this cat-and-mouse game with my sister. Are
you gonna move now or not? If not, I'll find somebody else to help me," she said in a
disgusted tone.
"Turn it on now," Marilyn whispered to Paul as she strained her ears to listed.
"Christ, you're different!" Jack managed after several minutes of silence.
"How so?" she asked, pulling a cigarette out of a container on the coffee table and
lighting it.
"I mean, before you put on this big emotional show and-" Jack started. "Ohhh, baby, I
meant it," Jane said affectionately as she put down the cigarette and trotted over to Jack
and embraced him.
Sure you did, Marilyn thought.
"And now, you sound like you're a hit-man for the syndicate," Jack said dryly.
"Oh, come on, Jack. You know you've always wanted me from the day you married
Marilyn. So, now you've got me – and with her out of the way, about fifty thousand
dollars more."
"Fifty thousand dollars!" Marilyn whispered loudly as she turned and looked at Paul
and Billy. Her sons were just as surprised as she.
"I don't know if it's all worth it," Jack said as he walked away from Jane and shook his
head.
"Look at who's got a conscience now. If I remember right, you were the one who
couldn't wait to plant wifey six feet under!"
"That was before we actually started doing something about it. Now, it-it's different
somehow," Jack said.
"Come on. Just a little push off a building or pier – maybe an auto accident, and poof,
no more Marilyn. Besides, after you found out she was screwin' your own sons and
dog, you didn't seem all too upset about killing her," Jane said.
God, that would have to get on the tape! Marilyn thought, wondering where the hell
fifty thousand dollars fit into whatever happened to her.
"God, when I heard that-" Jack said angrily.
"Now, come on, baby. We've got to devise a little plan to do – in wifey-poo," Jane said
in a sugary voice.
"I wish I never heard of that insurance policy," Jack said.
"Nobody would have if I didn't accidentally find out about it. That's what happens
when your parents try to surprise you," Jane said as she returned to the couch to finish
her cigarette.
"That's what started it all," Jack recalled, sitting next to Jane and running his hand up
her thighs until it bumped against her pussylips.
"That was only part of it, darling. You've always wanted to creep into my panties. My
plans just gave you an ideal opportunity. You probably thought I was talking through
my hat. Well, now you're in it as deeply as I am. Game time's over," Jane said.
"What insurance, mom?" Paul and Billy whispered as the recorder whirled on.
Marilyn shrugged her shoulders in ignorance. "Christ! Your parents-" Jack started.
"My parents and their insurance policy, right? It was supposed to be a surprise to either
me or Marilyn, whoever survived the other. When one died, the other got the policy. If
I didn't snoop around so much, I'd never have found out about it.
Luckily that lawyer was in on the original plan and spilled the beans to me," Jane said
dreamily, thinking about the lawyer's cock as well.
"Oh babe, I'd do anything for you," Jack said as he lurched forward and buried his face
in Jane's crotch.
"UNNNGH! OHHH, THAT'S – UNNGH!" Jane groaned as she closed her eyes and
impaled her cunt on Jack's nose.
"Did you know about that policy, mom?" Paul asked.
"No, it's a surprise to me," Marilyn said, still trying to digest what Jane told Jack. Fifty
thousand dollars! A lot of money sure, but for a murder?
"Should we spring this on them now?" Billy asked as he peeked into the living room
and saw what Marilyn was watching.
"Wait a few seconds. The more we get on tape, the better it'll be," she said.
"So, when do we move?" Jack panted as Jane ran her fingertips lightly over her clit.
"Why don't you go home tomorrow. You'll be operating in familiar territory. Since we
couldn't shock her into doing something stupid, then blaming some unknown phone
caller, we'll have to take care of her in her own house."
"And the boys?" Jack asked.
"What do they have to know? Besides, they're practically grown-up anyway. If they
don't like me living with you, tough!" Jane said.
"Like hell we will!" Paul blurted out, standing up and throwing the window all the way
open.
"My God!" Jack cried, spinning around and seeing his oldest son.
"The game's up, dad," Billy said, standing next to his brother and looking into the
window.
"Get them!" Jane cried out angrily as she glared at the two boys.
"Over my body!" Marilyn yelled back as she poked her head into the window.
"That-" Jane started.
"Could be arranged. Yes, I know. But not anymore. I'm wise to your plans now,"
Marilyn said defiantly.
"Prove it!" Jane retorted as she laughed loudly and wrapped both arms around Jack's
waist.
"That might be a little hard to do," Marilyn admitted. "But with this little gem, I've
picked up enough on tape to make the police suspicious. They'll find out what you two
have been up to,"
Marilyn said, looking at her cringing husband. Jack appeared weak and vulnerable, and
Marilyn knew that, although Jane might not crack, her husband would tell the truth.
He looked sick and tired over the whole affair.
"Let's call the police," Paul said, backing away from the window.
"Jack, we had so much together. Why?" Marilyn asked as her husband sank to the
couch and covered his face with both hands.


Chapter 1O

Marilyn was right. Jack cracked almost as soon as the police started asking questions.
He confessed to the affair, to his, plans to murder his wife and help collect the
insurance policy, and to having cut the brake line of Marilyn's car.
Jane was a harder nut to crack. She claimed Jack had forced her to go along with him.
It was only after several days of constant questioning that she finally confessed.
"What about that airline-pilot stud she always talked about?" Billy asked his mother
several' weeks after Jack's and Jane's arrest and jailing.
"It was all a front," Marilyn said. "That guy Ned was all made-up. She was fucking your
father all the time."
"Pretty neat. And in the end, they'd have done you in and collected cash for the deal,"
Paul said.
"What are they gonna do to them?" Billy finally asked. "I don't know. I guess
attempted-murder charges have been filed against them. I don't think I can go back to
your father," Marilyn admitted.
"Who needs him?" Paul said bitterly as he reached over and took his mother's hand in
his.
"Yeah, who needs him?" Billy said defiantly, sliding his hands over his mother's knees.
Marilyn began responding immediately. She hadn't had any cock since the night of
Jacks arrest. There were too many questions to answer and things to do to have time for
fucking. When she and her sons got home, they were too exhausted mentally and
physically to do anything but sleep. Now conditions had changed.
"You know, boys, I never did get a chance to get at that third dog," Marilyn said.
"Jesus! Will you listen to her? We're alone in the house for the first time in God knows
how long, and all she can think about is that fuckin' mutt," Paul joked as he left for the
kitchen.
"Hey, and we never finished up that two-way fuck we started that night," Billy said,
pulling off his white cotton T-shirt.
"Ummmmmm," Marilyn moaned, cupping her lips over the young boy's brown nipples.
She wondered if men had the same reaction to tit-sucking as women.
"UNGH!" Billy cried as he cupped his hands around his bulging groin.
"Hey, mom. Wait for me," Paul said as he walked back into the living room with the
dog trotting next to him.
"Ohhh, what a beautiful dog " Marilyn crooned as the shepherd ran up to her and
rubbed his furry hot haunches against her trembling legs.
"They're all beautiful to her", Paul said, winking slyly to his brother.
"Good boy Sam. Good boy," Marilyn said as she ran her slender fingers through the
shepherd 's short silky, grey hairs.
"What about Rex and Trotter," Billy asked. The boys had named the two new dogs last
week.
"They're cutting wood in the backyard. No sense in waking them up," Paul said,
undressing quickly. "Besides, one dog in here's enough for right now."
"Let's go, mom," Billy said, pulling his mother up from the couch as he unzipped his
Levi's.
Marilyn didn't need any more encouragement. In several seconds she was crouching
naked on the floor, waiting for someone to plug her steaming snatch.
"Wow! Should we let the dog have her first?" Paul asked as he rubbed his stiffening
cock.
"Sure. He can start licking her off while we decide how we're gonna take her," Billy said
as he clapped his hands together behind his mother's firm asscheeks and pointed at her
swelling, reddening pussylips.
"UNNGH!" Marilyn cried out as she reached back with her right hand and ran her
fingers lightly across her fluttering cuntlips. The dog took the hint quickly. He perked
up his ears as he smelled the aroma of her snatch. He barked, then broke free of Paul's
loose grip and trotted quickly toward Marilyn's upturned cunt. He jammed his pointed
snout between her thighs and rammed it up close against her pussy.
"W A WWWWHHH! " she cried as she felt her womb contract. The shepherd started
lapping at her leaking pussy. Marilyn hadn't had anything in her fuck hole for two
weeks. It was firing up like a blast furnace now, demanding cock, cock and more cock
jammed up its sensitive, quivering tunnel.
"YESSS! YESSSSSS!" Marilyn groaned as she began to feel that growing familiar tingle
in her nipples and clit as he started licking her pussy with his hot, wide tongue.
"Look at her," Billy said as he kicked his jeans aside.
"Yeah! She's more steamed up than I can remember her ever being," Paul observed.
"Let me suck you," Marilyn cried as she thrusted and writhed against the dog. His
tongue slithered up and down her spasming cunt, centering around her swollen,
miniature organ. Marilyn shuddered 'and bucked" with pleasure as the big shepherd
tongued her pussy faster and faster. He licked her clit, cunt and asshole more furiously
now. She felt her cunt begin to spasm wildly and tried to hold herself back. It had been
so long having something rubbing and licking her pussy that she felt orgasm creeping
up on her quickly.
"She's gonna come," Billy warned as he pulled the shepherd away from his mother's
cunt.
"Let's get her now," Paul said as he crept behind his mother and bent down, running
his fingers lightly over her hairy pussylips.
"UNNNNGH! OH, NOOOOOO!" Marilyn cried.
"Jesus! I'm ready to shoot all over just watching her," Billy said as he spat on his hands,
then took the spittle and lubricated his pulsating cockhead.
"On your side, mom," Paul said hoarsely as he pushed Marilyn gently to the floor.
"Fuck! Fuck!" she panted. Marilyn didn't know what she was saying or doing. Her body
demanded cockmeat – inch after inch of hot prickmeat jammed up her ass, stuffed
down her cunt, rammed in her mouth. "FUCK MEEEEEE!" she wailed desperately.
"Yeah, mom, yeah!" Paul whispered as he sat in front of her and squeezed her tits
tightly with his powerful hands, mashing in her twitching long nipples as he hunched
down and positioned his prick for the initial thrust.
"FUCK!" Marilyn cried, jamming her fingernails into her oldest son's shoulders. She
wanted him to blast open her cunt, tear apart her throbbing membranes with his prick.
Suddenly Marilyn felt Paul's dick deep inside her clutching, jerking tunnel. His tight
skinned hot meat slid in on a film of her pussy juice as his own cum leaked freely out
of his expanding piss-slit.
"UNNNNGH! UNNNNGH! ARRRRGHHH!" Marilyn cried, feeling his thick cock
jam deeper and deeper into her cunt. Then there was a new sensation – something just
as hot and thick sliding or trying to slide into her ass.
"OHH, FUCK ME THERE TOOOOOO!" Marilyn cried heatedly as she felt Billy's
prick press hard against the brown, puckered skin of her quivering shithole.
Billy poised his cock just above Marilyn's tight asshole as he stared at her taut
asscheeks. His face was contorted and tight with passion and anticipation. He couldn't
wait any longer. Taking a deep breath, the boy wrapped his hands around his mother's
thighs and plunged his long, slender cock into her shithole.
"AHHHHHHHHHH!" Marilyn groaned as she felt his dick push deeper and deeper
into her gut. It was better than Rex's cock. It stuffed her so fully that she thought her
thighs were going to break apart. Billy kept hunching forward until Marilyn could feel
his balls scrape her buttocks.
Both boys moved easily, rotating their asscheeks slightly to stir their cocks deep in their
mother. Marilyn sighed and closed her eyes. Both their dicks were embedded in her
body now. She could feel their hot, thick, long rods throbbing and jerking somewhere
deep in her gut, just about ready to blow what seemed to be gallons of white hot
teenage jizz into her.
"Oh, God, fuck me!" Marilyn whimpered. "Hey, we forgot about good old Sam," Paul
said, opening his eyes and searching for the dog.
"Hey, he's in the comer whimpering. He feels left out," Billy replied.
"Come here, boy," Marilyn called as she looked up and saw the panting German
shepherd.
The animal barked and wagged his big, bushy tail as he trotted over to Marilyn's
upturned face.
"Suck him off, mom," Paul said.
"Ohhh, baby," Marilyn crooned to the dog as she rolled her head back and forth and
opened her mouth widely. The animal took the hint and turned around, backing up
until his twitching, unsheathed glistening prick was bouncing directly over Marilyn's
face. She took Sam's dick in her fingers, pulling it down until she was able to clamp her
lips around it.
"Getting kind of crowded down here," Paul joked as he started ramming his dick in and
out of Marilyn's squishing pussy...
"UNNGH! UNNGH! UNNGH!" Marilyn cried with every forward thrust Paul and
Billy made. She dug her head into Sam's heaving furry belly, trying to keep herself from
tossing spasmodically from left to right in a mindless frenzy as she felt the lava-like heat
from Paul's and Billy's pumping cocks.
"JEEESUS, LOOK AT HER!" Billy yelled. "Yeah!" Paul gasped as he gripped his
mother's extended clit between his thumb and forefinger.
Marilyn almost shit when her oldest son squeezed her miniature organ between his
fingers. She felt her body and mind explode with pleasure as he tugged and rolled her
clit from side to side. Marilyn sucked in Sam's prick as hard as she could, nearly'
pulling the animal's furry balls into her mouth as the dog howled, barked and
whimpered.
Suddenly Marilyn was aware of someone else in the room.
"Hey, look who woke up," Paul said.
"UNNNNGH!" Marilyn cried in happy surprise as she saw Rex and Trotter prancing
nervously around the four of them.
"I think he wants a piece of the action," Billy said, driving his prick hard into his
mother's shitter.
"Fuck! All her holes are filled up, and I'll be damned if I'm giving up my spot," Paul
said.
"UNNNGHFFFF!" Marilyn said, spreading out her arms.
"Hey, I think she wants to jack 'em off," Paul said, looking into his mother's eyes and
seeing that he guessed correctly.
"Hey! That's wild! Maybe we'll all shoot together!" Billy. said excitedly as his mother
wrapped her fingers around Rex's and Trotter's unsheathed cocks. Her fingers started
milking them slowly as the shepherds jerked and growled loudly.
"OHHH, easy, boy, easy," Paul groaned, churning his prick deep in Marilyn's spasming
cunt.
"MMMMGFFFFF!" she cried, feeling her stomach churning violently and her' teeth
rattling as she felt both cocks sliding in and out of her shithole and pussy together. The
boys were in rhythm now.
"Fuck me!" she shrieked as Paul continued to strum her 'twitching clit. She knew the
boys were close to coming. The growing heat she felt coming from their cocks told her
that jizz would soon be spraying out of their piss-slits. Sam was hammering his hind
haunches down on her face, slapping his jangling balls onto her face. Meanwhile, Rex
and Trotter were ready to shoot into her pumping hands.
"NOOOOO! I'M COMING ! OH FUCKIN' SWEET JEESUS, I'M COMING!" Paul
cried. He felt the juices boiling and bubbling in his balls, and Marilyn's legs jerked
frenziedly as she felt her clit begin to throb wildly in orgasm. "UNNNGH!
NOOOOOOOO!" Billy screeched from behind. She felt the intense heat from Billy's
churning cock burn through her contracting asshole membranes. The young boy was
slamming his groin against Marilyn's shaking buttocks hard now.
The dam broke. The first to shoot was Sam, blowing his doggie cum deep into
Marilyn's sucking mouth. She nearly gagged on the first load. "MMMMMGHFFFF!"
she cried, sucking in her cheeks as she gulped down squirt after squirt of the animal's
hot jizz.
"FUCK! THE DOG'S BLOWING!" Paul screamed as he rubbed his fingers quickly
over Marilyn's throbbing clit.'
"AIYEEEEE! AIYEEEE!" Marilyn screamed like a renegade as she spat out Sam's cum
and felt the first crashing wave of orgasm rip through her exploding pussy. "FUCKIN'
SHIT! ARRRGHHHH! NOOO! NOOOO! WAWWWWHHHI:IH! NNNGHHHH!"
she screamed over and over, thrashing and writhing on the rug as she felt something
hot and sticky suddenly shoot into her hand.
"Fuck! Rex and Trotter are blowing their loads too. And so's mom!" Billy cried.
"SHIIIIITTTT! I'M COMING! C-COMCNNNNGHHHH! ARRRRGHHHH!" Paul
cried as he slammed his hairy thighs hard against Marilyn's spasming swollen cuntlips
and started shooting in his hot, heavy load.
"OHHHHHH! SHIIIIIIIITTTTTT!" Billy echoed from behind as his cock swelled deep
inside Marilyn's shit chute.
"NOW! OH MY GOD, NOW!" Marilyn cried as she milked more and more cum out
of the dogs' spewing pricks.
"AIYEEE! AIYEEEE!" Billy cried, digging his fingers into his mother's thighs as he fired
load after thick, creamy load into her asshole.
"UNNNGH!" Marilyn cried out, squeezing her asscheeks together and milking her
youngest son's cock with her shitter muscles while she clamped her cuntal walls tightly
around Paul's spewing prick.
"MOM! MOMMMMMM!" Paul and Billy yelled as Marilyn began to feel battered
between both her sons' hard, muscular bodies. Somewhere in the background she heard
the dogs barking in delight as she fell slowly asleep, exhausted on the floor.

* * *

"Ummm, want to go at it again?" Marilyn heard Paul asking her as she opened her
eyes.
"God, how long .have we been asleep?" she asked, stretching lazily on the rug.
"Couple of hours," Billy said, sitting spread eagled next to her.
"Where are the dogs?" Marilyn asked, feeling something still wet and sticky in her
hands. She looked down and saw that somebody had come in her hands recently. "That
was Billy's joke," Paul admitted, laughing at his mother. "He thought you'd think the
dogs' cum was still wet after all this time."
"Yeah, real funny. But I can't get it up now that I've shot my load," Billy said
disappointedly.
Marilyn smiled at her youngest son, then sighed deeply.
"Well, if I can't get satisfaction from either of you, looks like I'll have to turn to pooch,"
she said as she raised her legs and patted her upturned asscheeks lightly with both
hands. All three dogs came running quickly.
"UMMMMMMM!" Marilyn groaned as she felt Rex, Sam and Trotter fighting for a
place on her ass.
"You don't have to hurry with them, mom. We'll be right behind," Paul said.
"UH-HUH!" Marilyn answered, closing her eyes and hunching up her asscheeks.
"Hey, what about those other two dogs," Paul said, remembering the Irish setter and
Great Dane at Jane's house.
"Ohhh, I don't know," Marilyn said, trying to get her mind off the licking dogs'
tongues. "The police said they found them nearly starving in the basement that night.
Seems that your father and aunt were more concerned about killing me and grabbing
the money than taking care of living things," she said, gasping loudly as Sam sanded his
tongue across her stiff, throbbing clit.
"Why don't we adopt them?" Billy asked, rubbing his prick desperately with his right
hand, trying to get it hard while he stared hotly at his thrashing mother.
"Not a bad idea," Paul said, folding his arms across his chest and letting his cock rise
easily to its full height... "Whenever we're not around, the animals would be good
'protection' for mom."
"OHHHHH!" Marilyn cried as both Sam and Trotter dug their rough tongues into her
hot hole. She was wondering if three dogs could stick their snouts up her cunt.
"Let's go tomorrow," Billy said, watching his prick finally begin to stiffen and throb
again.
"Good idea. Right now we've got a few things to take care of again," Paul said as he
started toward his mother.
Marilyn saw him aim the tip of his purple, spasming prickhead at her mouth. She
spread her thighs more' widely apart to give the dogs more room as she opened her
mouth.
"Both cocks. Stick them both in me!" she said to Billy and Paul as her cuntal walls
began to rumble with pre-climatic contractions. As their cocks slipped past her
stretched lips and down her throat, Marilyn felt she really wouldn't need a husband to
keep her company. And with those dogs? She smiled as she gave herself up to cocks
and tongues.


THE END
