Pet Wife
by Janet McCoy


FOREWORD 

It often comes as a shocking blow to learn that a person one has held in 
high esteem is not what he or she appears to be. 

The model husband next door who is exposed as a wife-beater. The high 
government official under investigation for corruption. The respected banker 
caught with his hands in the till. 

For Greg Wilson, the revelation that his wife had begun to pursue a perverse 
passion with a neighbor's dog not only proved to be a traumatic event, but 
one which acted as a catalyst for unleashing latent passions. At first 
shocked, but later involved, he discovers how far those perverse passions 
can spread when several women are introduced into a world of bestiality. 

PET WIFE-a startling story of those who come to grips with their own carnal 
emotions. 

-The Publisher 


CHAPTER ONE 

The sun was up, and so was Kay Peterson. She had no choice. She had five 
hungry purebred dogs to feed. A kennel to set in order. And a plane to catch 
at noon. 

Kay was going to take a well-deserved vacation in the Bahamas. She was 
looking forward to a long rest in the sun and the sand. But she would miss 
her canine charges--and a little ache inside told her that when the five big 
dogs barked eagerly as she entered their compound. 

Except for the big German shepherd, Daemon, and the smaller shepherd called 
Jonas, the dogs belonged to owners who were away on business or pleasure. 
But Kay loved them all as dearly as if they were her own. It was always hard 
for her to sell a dog. Though she had been offered an outstanding price for 
Daemon, she had put off parting with him. He was her favorite. And Kay had 
trained him well. 

"Good morning, my beauties. Who wants to take a run first?" She walked along 
the row of cages, greeting each animal in turn. First Daemon; then a black 
Labrador called Regal; then Stud, an energetic Doberman pinscher; Koko, a 
dainty female Doberman; and Jonas. She released Daemon and Regal and led 
them to the run. When they were safely inside, she turned her attention to 
hosing down their cages. The sun was climbing slowly in the sky. She began 
to feel anxious; there wasn't much time left. 

Then she put a leash on Daemon. "Come on, handsome. You're coming with me." 
The coal-black shepherd trotted happily at her side as she walked back to 
her sprawling ranch-style home. Her office quarters were at the back of the 
house. Her office was like a large comfortable den with a stuffed leather 
couch and chairs, a bar, and walls covered with pictures of prize dogs. Kay 
knew every one of those dogs. An interested visitor could sit for hours 
while Kay drew on her volumes of believe-it-or-not dog stories. 

Kay had been an animal lover long before she discovered the market for large 
and well-trained dogs for women. Her divorced husband had left Kay very well 
off. She didn't need to work. Her kennel business was a labor of love. 

The dog watched with interest as Kay went behind the bar and mixed herself a 
drink. The tall shapely blonde liked to keep herself healthy, but she liked 
her booze, too. Especially before a session with Daemon. She liked to be in 
just the right mood. She raised the glass in a toast. "Here's to you, my 
handsome beauty! I'm sure going to miss you for the next month!" She drained 
the glass in one long swig. Immediately, the alcohol went to work, making 
her body tingle with greedy anticipation. "Mmmmm, feels nice inside." She 
ran her fingers sensually over her body through her terry-cloth jumpsuit. 
Then, with one graceful movement, she removed the suit. 

She was naked underneath. Her full round breasts jiggled as she raised 
herself onto a bar stool. Her cunt-slit gleamed pink and moist between her 
thighs as she spread her legs wide and began to tickle her clitoris. She 
watched the dog watching her, his ears perking with interest as his eyes 
followed the lewd manipulations of her fingers along her aching cunt-furrow. 

"You see how wet and hungry my pussy is, darling? It's for you ... all for 
you. I need it so bad, Daemon! Just one last time before I go away!" 

She wriggled her lush ass-cheeks down against the smooth leather of the 
barstool. She could feel the surface getting wet and sticky with her juices. 
Her cunt was so ready. "Come on up here for a minute, Daemon. Lick my twat 
for me!" 

She groaned in abandoned surrender as the dog raised his forepaws onto the 
front edge of the barstool and began to nose her pussy. His nose was cool 
and tantalizing. She spread her legs even wider and held the dog's head 
between her thighs. "Mmmm, feels soooo good!" Her big green eyes closed 
lazily. She was letting go completely. The familiar feelings were darting 
through her. She wanted to debase herself. She wanted to get fucked, hard 
and long, by the big dog. She wanted to kneel before him, like a bitch in 
heat, and get screwed. 

First, though, she enjoyed the titillating glow of expectation. The longer 
she could put off her impalement, the better it would feel when it actually 
happened. In the meantime, there was Daemon's tongue. His long, serpentine, 
wet tongue. 

She thrust her cunt upward, searching for that soft rubbery probe. The dog 
cooperated well, as he had been trained to do. His tongue licked eagerly up 
from her exposed, puckered little asshole to her wet pussy to her hard 
clitoris. The effect was devastating. "Uuuuhhh, jeez, yes! Ooohhh, Daemon 
darling! Do it to meeee! Lick my pussy for me! Yeah!" Her tongue licked 
nervously over her upper lip. Sweat stood out on her brow. She was totally 
absorbed in the depraved sensual experience she had initiated in her office, 
the site of so many past encounters with her animals. 

The big blonde could not resist the thrill of opening her eyes and looking 
down at her hairy snatch. The dog's long pink tongue licked right up through 
her pussy-hair on every upward swipe. His tongue goaded her clitoris to 
blood-swollen hardness. It looked so wonderfully obscene to her, the picture 
of his massive head and long, snake-like tongue spreading wide the cavern of 
her seething pussy. 

"Mmmm, so nice! It feels wonderful, Daemon! God, do it to me! Eat my cunt, 
lover!" Her lips bared her teeth as her passion grew in intensity. Her cunt 
gyrated more energetically, beating the animal's face with quivering, eager 
pussy-flesh. Her clitoris throbbed with swollen need. Her pussy craved a 
hard filling probe. She couldn't hold back any longer. She needed the dog's 
cock deep inside her cunt! 

The dog jumped eagerly to the floor as Kay walked over to the couch. She 
took a strange-looking stool and set it in the middle of the rug. She 
kneeled down in front of it and rested her thighs against the cool leather. 
Her tits and stomach rested against the downward slope. Her buttocks were 
held high in the air, naked and round and white, beckoning to the excited 
dog. 

Daemon's tongue was hanging from his mouth. He was dancing lightly on his 
feet, waiting for the coveted command. And, most important of all to Kay, 
his hard red cock was poking obscenely from his sheath. The dog wanted to 
screw as much as she did! 

"Daemon, darling, you're such an exciting lover!" she groaned wantonly. 
"Fuck me, Daemon! Come on! Up, boy, up!" She wriggled her ass lasciviously, 
right in the dog's face. He poked his nose into her ass-crevice, forcing her 
buttocks even higher in the air. Then he mounted her ... wrapped his black 
hairy paws around her full, wriggling white ass-cheeks. She moaned 
excitedly. A low growl escaped the dog's throat. 

It didn't take long for Daemon to find his goal. He had been fucking Kay for 
a long time, and his mating habits were fine-tuned so his cock could find 
the hole of a human female's cunt. His stiff prick found Kay's pussy and 
soared right on up inside the hot clinging depths. The force of his entry 
knocked the blonde harshly forward. She took firm hold of the sides of her 
stool and shoved her ass back. She wanted him deep inside her. 

"Aaarrgggghhh! Oh Jee-zuz! Yessss! That's what I want, darling! Screw meeee! 
Screw my pussy!" Like a woman possessed, Kay ground her ass-cheeks back 
against the dog's hairy pelvis. Her pussy-hole clasped greedily around the 
tapered shaft of Daemon's cock and sucked it right on up inside. Again and 
again and again, his loins smacked against her upturned ass. Each time, she 
moaned in wanton delight and screwed her buttocks greedily back to meet him. 
Kay needed it hard. This dog-fuck was going to have to last her through a 
whole month's vacation. She was going to make it something to remember. 

The German shepherd mounted her from behind. He was fighting against the 
fury of her abandoned writhing that threatened to throw him backward each 
time he lunged into her, but he was able to defy the power of her gyrations 
and keep his cock imbedded in her pussy. His gleaming red shaft glided in 
and out of her cunt relentlessly. His tongue dangled from his mouth. His 
spittle dribbled onto her back. 

Kay could feel the dog's cock seeming to grow larger and more filling inside 
her with each deep hard thrust. Her pussy-walls clung greedily to his 
pummeling rod, caressing it on each in-stroke. The fitful grinding of her 
ass helped increase the stimulation for both Kay and the dog. She could feel 
his cock pushing hard against first one part of her pussy and then another. 
Her sensitive flesh sent darting pleasure signals throughout her body. 

Kay was thoroughly lost in a pleasure world she had first discovered years 
before when she was on the verge of breaking up with her husband. She had 
had a pet Irish setter then. One night, in a fit of desperate horniness, she 
had let the dog lick her pussy and then fuck her. That had been the 
beginning of a bizarre world of depravity she had indulged to the hilt ever 
since. She no longer kept pets of her own. But her whole life revolved 
around the special animals she trained and kept for other people. Each dog 
was a special lover for her. 

Kay could feel her cunt wet and swollen, responding wildly to the vigorous 
skewering the big animal was giving her taut little pussy. Every movement 
Daemon made seemed to hurl her onto a higher threshold of pleasure. 
"Uuuuuhhh! Ohhhh, God! Fuck me, Daemon! Fuck meeee!" 

Like a human lover, the big dog strove gamely to keep up with the woman's 
mounting abandon. The harder her ass squirmed back at him, the harsher was 
his next lunge far up into her wet cunt. His fucking strokes were deep and 
regular and relent less. 

Kay could feel the passion mounting steadily inside her quaking, kneeling 
body. She knew it would not be long now before the hot head of excitement 
she had built up exploded into an orgasm that would leave her panting. That 
vision became her goal. She skewered her ass brutally backward again and 
again. "Oooohh, baby! Do it to meee! Fuck my pussy, lover! Aaahhhh! 
Jee-zuzz-z!" 

It was happening. Her body was letting loose all the excitement that had 
been building up inside throughout the long heated fucking session. She was 
like a ragdoll now, letting the dog batter her as he would. A lusty smile 
spread over her face. Kay Peterson had reached her own special version of 
heaven. "Uuuuhhh ... good," she murmured. She collapsed across the stool, 
hardly aware of the dog's increased efforts as he blew his load deep into 
her pussy. 

She smiled as Daemon pulled out of her and his cum dribbled down her thighs. 
She lay across the stool, a lascivious picture of a well-fucked woman. Her 
ass still squirmed in the air slightly. Her big tits, squashed against their 
leather support, throbbed with pleasure. 

Kay could have lain there for a long time, reveling in her body's glow of 
satisfaction. But it was almost ten o'clock, and she was expecting company. 
She put her jumpsuit back on and took Daemon out to the kennel. She put him 
and Jonas and Regal back inside their cages and let Stud out for his run. 
Koko, the lone female, would have to wait till last for her exercise. by the 
time Kay was dressed and had set her suitcases by the front door, her 
visitor had arrived. Mattie Wilson was a pretty, quiet-spoken brunette who 
lived down the road. Kay did not know Mattie very well. The other woman 
seemed shy and Kay was not the type to try to push her friendship on anyone. 
She did know Mattie well enough to feel she was totally reliable. Kay would 
be leaving the kennel in good hands. Mattie was a woman who would not shirk 
her duties. 

Kay had even entertained a few private fantasies about Mattie discovering 
her dogs' special talents. Nothing would please the blonde more than to come 
back to a turned-on neighbor. Kay's other sexual preference was women, and 
she found Mattie very attractive. 

"I think I've covered everything you need to know, Mattie. Don't forget 
there's that list I made up for you, in the top drawer of my desk. If any of 
the dogs, God forbid, should get sick, my vet's number is on the list." She 
smiled reassuringly at the woman. Mattie looked nervous. Kay was not sure 
why the brunette had decided to take the job. Her husband made plenty of 
money as an architect. Kay suspected that Mattie was a little bored with her 
secure role as a pampered middle-class housewife. 

"I should be okay, Kay. Growing up on the farm the way I did, I couldn't 
help learning about taking care of animals. I love them all." She giggled. 
Mattie always giggled when she was nervous. She liked Kay, but she was a 
little in awe of the older woman. Kay was so mature, so self-confident ... 
and so beautiful. 

"Well, that's just the kind of person my dogs need, Mattie. I'm so glad you 
decided to take the job. I would have hated to trust my precious darlings to 
a total stranger." 

"Well, I'm glad you took me on, Kay. I've been dying for something to do 
lately to occupy my time. I never used to get bored, but lately ... " She 
looked dubiously at the other woman. She did not want to say too much, but 
she needed someone to talk to. In a few minutes, Kay would be going away for 
a whole month. That made her a perfect confident. A lot could change in a 
month. " ... I guess I'm just going through a phase. Greg says it's because 
I'll be twenty-five next month. He says women start getting insecure when 
they realize they're getting older." 

"You're a beautiful woman, Mattie. You have nothing to feel insecure about. 
Your old man is probably afraid you're getting bored with him," Kay 
reassured her. 

Mattie hurried to her husband's defense. "Oh no, it's nothing like that. 
Greg knows I love him. I do. It's just that I need some life of my own, if 
you know what I mean." 

"Perfectly. Listen, honey, I've got to be going. I've left Stud in the run. 
Koko's the only one who hasn't had her turn this morning. Take care of my 
babies. I'll see you in a month." 

"Have a wonderful time, Kay." 

Mattie watched Kay steer her big black Cadillac out of the driveway. She 
couldn't help admiring the blonde. She did everything with such calm 
efficiency. 

When the car had disappeared along the tree-lined road, Mattie headed toward 
the back of the house and the kennels. She took Koko out for her run after 
she had closed Stud securely in his cage. She couldn't help blushing as she 
read the temporary nameplate over Stud's cage. 

Who would ever give a dog a name like Stud? It was ... indecent. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

Mattie was just as much a farm girl as her name implied. Her mother had 
named her Mathilde Louise, but that had become Mattie as soon as the 
boisterous little girl had established her place among her brothers and 
their friends. With her freckles and her energy and her strong fight arm, 
she had been indistinguishable from the guys with her baseball cap on. Until 
she had started growing tits. 

Mattie had tried to keep up with the boys for a while after that, but they 
never treated her the same. They started whispering among themselves and 
looking at her and giggling. She often caught one or another of them staring 
at her chest as her pink-tipped buds grew to firm swelling mounds of 
tantalizing breasts. 

Her mother had convinced the girl that it was time she started realizing she 
was not a boy. So Mattie had started wearing dresses and letting boys hold 
doors open for her and buy her ice cream sodas. But she had refused to let 
them call her Mathilde. So Mattie she was and remained. 

She had met Greg Wilson when she was a senior on high school and he was a 
senior in college. They had dated steadily until Greg was making enough 
money to support them both. Then they had married, halfway through Mattie's 
junior year at college. She had quit school and devoted herself to being 
just Mrs. Greg Wilson. 

That had been an engrossing job when they were still struggling with a small 
income. There had been lots of cleaning and cooking and sewing to do. But in 
the last couple of years, Greg had been bringing in enough money for a 
modern house, a washer and dryer, a microwave oven, and a housekeeper twice 
a week. That left Mattie twiddling her thumbs, wondering what to do with the 
rest of her life. 

She found herself becoming depressed with the same old routine. Even their 
lovemaking seemed lackluster. It was just part of the routine ... good, but 
unspectacular. There was something inside Mattie that was crying for 
release, and she didn't even know what it was yet. 

It was at this point that she heard about the temporary job at Kay's. She 
had practically begged the blonde to hire her. Looking after dogs was right 
up Mattie's alley. She had a knack for taking care of animals. They seemed 
to respond gratefully to her loving attention. 

The brunette invested all her frustrated energy in Kay's dogs. Though the 
job only required her presence at the kennel for four or five hours a day, 
she found herself spending most of her time there. She liked the dogs. She 
often stayed out in the back talking and playing with them for hours. When 
that palled, she would relax in Kay's massive living room with a good book 
from Kay's library. 

After five days on the job, the dogs were responding to Mattie as though 
they had never known anyone else. They barked and yelped when she made her 
appearance at the kennel and demanded her attention for the better part of 
the morning. 

It was Daemon who was most persistent in his affection for the quiet-spoken 
brunette. When she tried to put him back in his cage, he whined and nuzzled 
his nose under her hand, demanding sympathy. 

"I'm sorry, big boy, but I can't play with you all the time. You have to 
rest, and so do I." 

The dog growled and crouched low on the ground, squirming playfully. 
"Daemon, you're funny. What in the world do you want, big fella? I've been 
playing with you for an hour already." Mattie crouched down and massaged the 
German shepherd's ears. He rolled over on his back and whined 
appreciatively. His tongue wagged rapidly. Mattie was surprised and 
embarrassed by the big red erection that protruded from his cock-sheath. 

"Sorry, fella. That's not something I can help you with. You'll have to wait 
until you meet a nice girl dog. Until then, why don't you go inside and have 
some chow? Okay?" 

Mattie was growing impatient with the animal's games. More than that, she 
felt distinctly uncomfortable being alone with a horny dog. It had never 
bothered her on the farm. Sex among animals was just a fact of life. But 
there was something unnatural about the dog's erection in response to her 
presence and caresses. The situation was just too intimate, too unnerving 
for Mattie to take it coolly. 

Besides, it had been almost a week since she and her husband had made love. 
Somehow that fact made the dog's hard cock all the more threatening. 
"Ooohhh! Stop that, Daemon!" She giggled as the dog rose to his feet and 
began to lick her face. His gesture threw her off balance and she rolled 
over onto her back, her legs splayed helplessly in the air. In just the time 
it took her to recover her balance, the dog prodded his nose in between her 
thighs and rubbed against her pussy-mound. Mattie was wearing short-shorts. 
Part of her crotch-slit protruded from her shorts in her helpless position. 
The dog licked her there eagerly. 

"Ooooohhh! Nooo! Stop!" The sensation acted like an electric shock, forcing 
Mattie back onto her feet. She pushed the dog quickly into his cage and shut 
the door behind him. Even as she entered the house, the mixed feelings she 
had experienced when the dog's nose touched her pussy kept her anxious and 
confused. 

It had felt good! Incredibly good! For one split second, Mattie had been 
tempted to pull her shorts off and let the dog lick her to a peaked frenzy 
of orgasm. The urge had faded almost as quickly as it had arisen. She had 
made it go away. But a vague feeling of guilt remained. And of longing. 

The young housewife felt sure she would never have reacted so disgracefully 
if it hadn't been for her frustration. She knew she needed sex every day to 
feel her best, but somehow she just couldn't be bothered putting out the 
initiative to get Greg interested in fucking her. So she let her frustration 
build--build until she was experiencing amorous feelings at the touch of a 
dog's nose on her pussy! She decided that she should do something about her 
condition. Her mind settled on nothing specific. But she headed for Kay's 
office and the bar. 

With a stiff Scotch and soda in her hand, she perused the shelves of books 
that -lined one wall. Most of them were on the care and breeding of dogs, 
some were works of fiction about animals. On the bottom shelf were several 
obscure titles that at first held no appeal for Mattie. Then curiosity got 
the better of her. 

She pulled out one of the books and settled down on the couch with it. She 
sipped slowly at her drink as she read. The liquid felt good going down. It 
took a couple of pages reading before Mattie realized what kind of book she 
had in her hands. It was a story about a woman who was being kept prisoner 
on an island by a group of men who seemed to be fishermen. They went out on 
their boats every day and left her free to do as she wished. But when they 
came back, they tied her legs and hands and made her sit naked at the head 
of the table while they ate their evening meal. 

The story began to go into explicit detail about how she looked as she sat 
tied helplessly to her chair. Mattie could envision the rough-looking men 
stuffing their faces with food while their eyes raped her nakedness. She 
could imagine how the woman must have felt with her naked cunt rubbing 
tantalizingly against the chair. 

The more she read, the more Mattie fell prey to the tingles down in her 
pussy. Her most sensitive region had already been shocked into arousal once 
today by the dog's cold wet nose. Now it was responding eagerly to the 
sexual fantasy in the book. Her clitoris felt hard. She was intensely aware 
of its hot pulsating inside her shorts. Nervously, she drained her glass. 
She rose to go to the bar and pour herself a refill. Her mind stayed with 
the girl tied to the chair. 

Back on the couch with a fresh drink and the book, Mattie continued reading. 
She let her legs fall open as she became more and more excited. She was 
intensely aware of the cool leather of the couch under her thighs. She 
wanted to see what it would feel like against her ass and pussy. 
One-handedly she slipped her shorts and panties down to her knees. Her naked 
crotch grazed against the leather. The effect was immediate. Her juices 
flowed wetly from her cunt-hole. Her clit ached for attention. 

Mattie took a deep breath and a long swig of her Scotch. Her hand snaked 
down to her wiry pubic mound as her thighs once again parted obscenely. The 
delicious expectation in her pussy made her begin to wriggle her ass 
wantonly. Her fingertip advanced through her pussy curls and made shocking 
contact with the blood-filled little nubbin of her clit. "Ooooohhh, feels 
good-d-d!" she moaned aloud. Her own voice startled her at first. Then it 
aroused her. She was enjoying the wanton perversity of playing with herself 
in her friend's office like this. While all the time she pretended to read 
the book she still held in one hand. 

She tried to concentrate on her reading. It was no use. Her mind was 
centered on the throbbing passion-pangs emanating from her cunt. Her finger 
circled her clitoris enticingly. The fleshy little member grew to greater 
rigidity under her touch. She held the tips of her fingers flat against her 
pubic mound and began to vibrate them crazily. The energy that radiated 
throughout her body seemed to rob her of the strength to see or hear or 
reason clearly. All she could do was feel. 

She felt the intense excitement roving unchecked throughout her lush young 
body, and she knew she had to cum. Had to cum, no matter what. The book fell 
at her feet as she turned her whole attention to serving her crying need. 
While one hand vibrated at her clitoris, the other worked its way up under 
her blouse and began to squeeze and fondle her ripe full tits. Her nipples 
leaped out rock-hard against her fingers. The feel of them so hard and eager 
against her lewd self-probe made Mattie tremble. Her hand roved down over 
her soft belly and over her pussy, where her other hand still quivered 
naughtily, making her clit swell with blood. 

When she had found the wet seeping hole of her pussy, she inserted a finger 
deep inside. Somehow, it was not enough. She wanted more. Two fingers made 
her catch her breath with arousal. She worked them in and out of her 
throbbing pussy, slowly at first, then harder and faster. She closed her 
eyes and let all her attention concentrate on those wonderful tingling darts 
down in her belly. She spread her legs wider and shoved deeper. The pleasure 
only became more excruciating. 

While the liquor coursed hotly through her system, her mind toyed with the 
image of the girl tied to the chair in front of the fishermen. She began to 
make up her own fantasies about what they would make her do when they untied 
her. From out of nowhere, her mind conjured up a big white dog. The 
fishermen made the girl kneel on the floor, and they made her fuck the dog! 

Her fingers worked wildly at her pussy as Mattie responded to her own lewd 
fantasy. Without really thinking what she was doing she got down on hands 
and knees and pretended she was the poor girl pinioned and abused by the 
sailors. While her fingers played with her clitoris, she imagined the men 
standing over her, laughing at her. She imagined them leading the dog to 
her, coaxing him to fuck her. 

Unable to go so far as to imagine herself fucking the dog, she changed her 
own position to that of observer. She was watching and playing with herself 
while the men made that poor fantasy-girl kneel in front of that dog and 
take his cock deep inside her pussy. 

"Uuuuhhhh!" Mattie moaned abandonedly in a kind of sympathetic excitement 
for the girl being screwed by the dog. She found a strange-looking stool by 
the couch and rested her upper torso on it. Now she was free to manipulate 
both hands at her pussy. She titillated her clitoris with vibrating fingers 
while other fingers soared deep up into her wet clasping pussy. She fucked 
herself vigorously, her ass waving in the air, her brown hair falling 
recklessly over the stool. She uttered moan after low hungry moan as her 
passion grew more and more intense. 

At last she could take no more. "Oooohhhh! I'm cumming! I'm cummmmingg-g!" 
Fantasy ... reality ... everything was forgotten but the delicious 
sensations flowing unchecked through her kneeling, squirming body. A crazy 
lewd grin played over her features as she relished the knowledge that she 
had her reward at last. 

She was no longer frustrated. She felt good. 

Gradually she let herself slip down onto the pile carpet. She didn't bother 
to adjust her clothing. Her shorts and panties were still bunched around her 
ankles. Her naked pussy brushed against the pile of the carpet. Her bare ass 
gleamed white and round in the light from the overhead chandelier. 

She slept a deep sleep of total relaxation. 

When she awoke, she was anxious to go home. She needed to get away from the 
kennel for a while. Something strange was happening to her there. She was 
dreaming about dogs ... no, she mustn't think about it. 

She replaced the paperback carefully on the bookshelf and went home. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

The next day, Mattie went about her job at the kennel in a very businesslike 
manner. She gave the dogs no more attention than was absolutely necessary. 
It hurt her to hear their whines as she left their compound without giving 
them any of the affection they craved. 

She was home by noon, feeling guilty about being such an uptight bitch. 
what's the matter with you, Mattie? Can't you trust yourself with a dog, for 
Pete's sake? she asked herself. by three o'clock, she was perfectly ashamed 
of herself. She went back to the kennel and played with the dogs until it 
was time for Greg to come home. When she got home, she was feeling good 
about the dogs and herself again. 

She had decided that anybody could have a weird fantasy. It was only when a 
person started acting out their fantasies for real that they had to worry. 

Mattie felt sure she had nothing to worry about except her own horny 
uptightness. She had a remedy for that too. She would get Greg to fuck her 
tonight. 

As soon as her husband had walked in the front door, she threw herself into 
his arms and kissed him long and deep. She sighed and snuggled her head into 
his shoulder. "Hi, baby. I sure am glad to see you." 

Greg pinched her playfully on the ass and pushed her gently aside as he 
headed for the stairs. "It's good to see you, too, beautiful. But I've been 
out on a construction site all afternoon. The first thing I need is a long 
hot soak." 

"I'll bring you something good to drink." 

"Thanks, honey. I'd appreciate it." She sat on the toilet and talked to Greg 
while he took his bath. "You should come and see the dogs sometime, Greg. 
They're beautiful animals. There are only five there right now, but 
sometimes Kay has as many as fifteen. They're all so well-trained, even a 
dog-hater like you would like them." 

Greg laughed and flicked at Mattie with his wet fingers. "I'm not a 
dog-hater, you little bitch you! Take that and that!" 

Mattie giggled and ran to the bathroom door for safe distance from the 
shower of bath water. "I'm glad we have a housekeeper. Otherwise I might get 
mad at your disrespectful attitude toward our spotless bathroom." 

"Hell, a house is for living in. Come back in here and sit down. And let me 
see those beautiful tits of yours." 

Mattie tossed her blouse into the laundry hamper and resumed her seat, naked 
from the waist up. Her full round tits pointed proudly ahead. She enjoyed 
her husband's admiring stare. 

"Baby, you sure have got a set of knockers." 

"Thank you, darling. I was just wondering where you got that funny little 
thing between your legs." The water had shriveled Greg's cock to the size of 
an eraser. It seemed unbelievable that that little prod of flaccid flesh 
could grow to an impressive seven inches. 

Greg gave Mattie a mock indignant look and stuck his tongue out at her. 

She giggled and knelt on the bathmat to give him a hug. The thing she liked 
best about her handsome husband was the way they could play together, and 
feel totally uninhibited. They didn't play as much as they used to, now that 
Greg was so successful at his career. But it was moments like these that 
made Mattie love him so much. 

With Greg she was not shy and quiet. She was the raunchy, noisy, uninhibited 
lover who had kept them faithful to one another for seven years of dating 
and marriage. It was her fun times with Greg that made Mattie truly glad to 
be Mrs. Greg Wilson. She only wished they happened more often. 

Her lips found Greg's and they kissed long and deep. Then Greg lifted her 
chin and looked her deep in the eyes. There was love in that look. "I'm glad 
you've found something that interests you, Mattie. You've been in such a 
good mood all week, it makes me happy just to look at you." 

Mattie grinned fondly at her handsome husband. 

"They're only a bunch of dogs. But they're really fun to be around. They 
make me feel needed, sort of." 

"I need you, too. You know that." 

Mattie felt a totally unwelcome urge to cry. She fought back the tears by 
looking up at the tiles over Greg's head and counting the daisies on each 
one. "I know you do, darling ... sometimes." 

"No, that's wrong, Mattie. I need you all the time. Life just wouldn't be 
any fun without you." 

"Thank you darling." Now she wanted to cry out of happiness. But she fought 
back that urge, too. "I love you so much. And I want you to come see the 
dogs one day. Will you?" Her eagerness made her forget her tears. 

"Sure, I will. But you know I like my dogs molded in clay and sitting on the 
coffee table." 

"Oh! You city boys are all alike! You're not comfortable unless you're 
surrounded by concrete and plastic flowers." She ducked his head under the 
water. He surfaced quickly and grabbed her by the shoulders. 

"All right! That does it! You've been asking for this all evening, and now 
you're going to get it!" He pulled her into the bathtub, shorts and panties 
and all. 

It took Mattie some moments to catch her breath and wipe the water from her 
face and her eyes. She was laughing so hard, it was difficult to speak at 
first. She sat astride her husband's loins, recovering from the shock of the 
unexpected dunking. 

Another shock awaited her. There was a definite hard throbbing under her 
ass. Greg's cock was stiff as a wrench. "Oooohhhh ... what's this?" She 
raised her ass mischievously and reached down for the weighty cudgel of his 
cock. It had grown enormously from the last time she had seen it, mere 
minutes before. 

Greg grinned at his wife. "See what you do to me, baby? Even soaking wet, 
you turn me on like nobody else. Here. Let's get you out of those wet 
clothes." His hands fumbled with her shorts and panties while she raised up 
to let him slip them off. He threw the sopping clothes onto the floor and 
reached for her bare twat. His fingers coaxed at the swelling bud of her 
clit. "Mmmmm, feels sooo nice." Mattie closed her eyes. She braced herself 
against her husband's chest and began to rock her ass back and forth against 
his loins. The titillation of his finger on her clit combined with that of 
his stiff prick pushing against her ass to produce wet juices in her pussy. 

Greg felt his prick grow to greater proportions as he watched his wife's 
full, shapely breasts sway with her rocking motions. Her beauty awed him 
every time he really looked at her, which he had to admit was not as often 
as he used to. Her breasts were large and round and high-set. Her waist was 
trim, her belly flat and well-defined by the muscles beneath. Her hips 
flared in womanly richness, accentuating the hair-mounded prize below. 

The more he looked, the more Greg knew what he had to have ... right now. 
"Sit on my cock, baby. Make yourself feel good." He held his prick by the 
shaft, pointing it upward to make it an easy target for her wet pussy. 

It was easy for Mattie to raise and lower her buttocks in the water, despite 
her awkward sitting position. The urgency of her husband's voice fired her 
own lust. She looked into his clear green eyes, saw the naked desire there 
... and hurried to do his bidding. 

She raised her pussy over his upthrusting cock-shaft and lowered her hairy 
snatch steadily. His bulbous cock-head slipped first inside her clutching 
pussy. It was followed at once by the long rubbery shaft. She sat all the 
way down on him and squirmed her ass against his thighs. She was filled ... 
totally, deliciously filled. "Uuuuhhh, God! You feel so good in me, 
darling." 

"Uh, yeah, baby! Your pussy's so nice and tight. Move that sweet little twat 
for me ... come on ... that's a girl!" Greg guided his wife's hips up and 
down over his achingly rigid prick. He moaned with pleasure as her 
cunt-walls gripped his penis tight ... welcomed his impaling hardness with 
rippling caresses that drove him wild. He gritted his teeth to get control 
of himself and fucked on. His eyes never left the titillating sight of his 
cock appearing and disappearing under the rippled surface of the water. 

The naked brunette smiled and closed her eyes and let her imagination guide 
her cunt contortions over her husband's stiff prick. Mattie was very pleased 
with herself. She and Greg had not had an abandoned sexual encounter like 
this in weeks. It made her feel so happy, so intensely alive to grip her 
pussy-muscles around his filling cock-shaft, to fuck her husband wantonly 
right in their own bathtub. 

"Mmmm, I love it, Greg darling! I love fucking you!" 

Mattie's ecstatic moans and mewls combined with the urgent lapping of the 
water as her rhythm over Greg's cock grew in speed and abandon. She leaned 
forward and closed her mouth over his. Her tongue searched the inner 
recesses of his throat hungrily. Her pussy continued to work eagerly as her 
tongue fucked Greg's mouth. 

It was hard for the excited young husband to just lie back and take the 
exquisite pleasure his wife was dealing his iron-hard penis. He wanted to 
pin her down and ram it to her, to drive out the maddening lust that was 
racking every inch of his body. He gripped her hips tighter, so tight he 
imprinted red welts in her smooth white flesh, and pulled her forcefully 
down onto his prick ... harder and faster. 

At last he could stand it no longer. Mattie's delirious moans were provoking 
him as surely as a waving flag excites a bull. He loved the sounds she made. 
They made him feel so masculine, so powerful. Greg rose from the tub and 
pulled Mattie after him. She looked at him questioningly, her frustration 
apparent in her eyes. 

"Come on, baby. I want to fuck you good," he rasped. 

He bent her over the vanity shelf, her dripping ass shoving out behind, 
inviting him. He lost no time in burying his pounding member deep in her 
clenching pussy. His hips worked energetically back and forth, spreading her 
cunt-walls wide. He liked it this way. He could see the lustful contortions 
of her face in the mirror over the vanity. "How does it feel, baby? Like 
that?" 

Mattie looked back and forth from her own wet image in the mirror to her 
husband's strong body fucking rhythmically up into her. 

"Feels wonderful, Greg darling. Oh, God, yes ... do it harder like that! I 
love it! You're so good to me, baby!" 

Greg watched his wife's face wilt with renewed abandon. He looked down at 
her squirming ass ... at the place where his cock was sliding wetly in and 
out of her clutching pussy. He liked the look of his slick cock spreading 
her quivering flesh wide. Her buttocks ground back at him, goading him on to 
harder and deeper efforts. It was good to be wanted as much as she was 
wanting him right now. 

"Jee-zuz, Mattie honey, it sure is a sweet tight little pussy! I love 
fucking you, baby!" 

At moments like these, Greg couldn't figure out why he didn't fuck his sexy 
wife every single day. Somehow these days, with the pressure of work and 
outside contacts, his mind became preoccupied for days at a time. He forgot 
all about being a sexual animal. It was always such a delight to rediscover 
the abandoned pleasure of sex with his wife. It was so damned good to bury 
his stiff prick again and again deep in the smoldering confines of her eager 
pussy. 

The mounting pleasure in Mattie's belly was driving her to ecstasy. She 
loved the carefree wonder of writhing and jerking on the end of Greg's 
penis, oblivious to everything but what he was doing to her. She was a truly 
happy woman when she was fucking ... totally fulfilled. She only wished she 
could fuck every single day of her life. 

"Oh, God, Greg! Do it! Do it! Do it!" 

As her crisis approached, she thrust her ass back lewdly at her striving 
husband. She could feel her whole being opening up, looking for the grand 
explosion of release. By the time it arrived, she was past thinking about 
it. She just hunched forward against the vanity and let it happen. 

"Ooooohhh ... Oh, God, Greg darling! It's happening to me! I'm cummmingg-g!" 
The zesty wriggling of her buttocks illustrated her pleasure as her words 
could not. She moved like a go-go dancer, working it out, loving it all. 

Her wanton gyrations were more than Greg could resist. He shoved his prick 
deep into her clasping pussy and let his hot thick juices stream out. He 
moaned softly as her cunt-walls milked him dry and caressed his cock. 

"Ooohh, that was good, baby!" he told her as he finally straightened up and 
helped her do the same. 

They looked at each other's sweat and water-soaked bodies and they began to 
laugh. They hugged and kissed and stroked one another's loins. 

"Maybe we ought to take a shower to clean up after your bath," Mattie 
suggested. Her hand squeezed Greg's flaccid prick gently, suggestively. 

Greg suddenly bent down and swept Mattie up into his arms. He carried her 
into the bedroom and threw her onto the king-size bed. "No point showering 
until I'm done with you!" 

To Mattie's surprise and delight, his cock was growing and throbbing again. 
She was ready for more of him. 

It was three a.m. before they got to sleep. Mattie slept later than usual. 
She reached over to touch Greg as she gradually awoke. To her 
disappointment, he wasn't there. 

"Damn you," she muttered to herself. "Don't you ever get enough?" She looked 
over at the clock. Already ten-fifteen. "Jesus! The animals!" Deciding she 
had better put off her shower until later, she slipped into a light cotton 
dress and sandals. It felt sexy to be naked underneath. Her body still 
tingled from last night's experience. She wanted to relive her titillation 
for a while longer. 

Her swollen pussy-lips grazed against one another as she walked the short 
distance to Kay's home. She still felt tired, though intensely excited, glad 
to be alive. She released Jonas and Daemon to put them in the run, then she 
thought better of it. She was still guilty about the way she had treated the 
animals the previous morning. She wanted to make it up to them. 

Mattie put Regal in the run with Jonas. She kept Daemon with her. Kneeling 
down in front of him, she rubbed the animal's head and shoulders briskly. He 
whined with delight and licked her face. "I'm sorry I was such an uptight 
old bitch yesterday," she told the animal whimsically. "I'll never be that 
way again. I promise. I'm a very happy woman today. My husband loves me." 
She coaxed the animal into accompanying her to the house. "Come on, Daemon. 
You can spend some time with me this morning." 

In Kay's office, Mattie headed for the bar and poured herself a generous 
Chivas Regal. She was not a heavy drinker, but this morning she felt the 
need to celebrate. She was feeling so good, she could hardly contain 
herself. If only Greg had been home when she woke up. Her cunt tingled at 
the thought. 

Lots of good hard sex only seemed to make her desire more of the same. She 
really was a voracious cunt--just like Greg said when he wanted to tease 
her. 

For several minutes she stood behind the bar, drinking and watching the 
German shepherd looking back at her from his seated position in the middle 
of the rug. The alcohol on her empty stomach was having a disconcerting 
effect. She was becoming progressively aware of the swollen tingling in her 
pussy. Her mind recalled the feel of Daemon's nose on her cunt-slit and, 
despite herself, she felt a heated surge of desire. 

Ignoring the dog's attentive gaze, she walked over to the bookshelves and 
crouched down to survey the bottom shelf. Automatically, she reached for the 
book she read earlier. She grasped it clumsily and it fell down behind the 
shelf. 

"Damn it!" She bent forward and reached in behind for the book. Before her 
fingers located it, they found something else. She pulled out two 
photographs. "Kay must have lost them!" was her first observation. Then she 
looked at the pictures. Then she realized Kay must have hidden them there, 
on purpose. 

Both pictures showed Kay kneeling naked with a dog mounted up behind her. In 
one picture the dog's cock was not visible. But in the other it formed a 
lurid red bridge between Kay's twat and the dog's furry loins. 

"My God!" Despite her shock, Mattie could not take her eyes off the 
pictures. She held one in each hand and looked back and forth between them. 
Her mind raced with all kinds of lewd realizations. 

No wonder Kay never had men around! She liked to fuck dogs! And she got a 
kick out of keeping pictures of herself getting screwed by a dog! The 
Polaroids were raunchy and explicit. Mattie's pussy fluttered with 
excitement even as her mind struggled with her shock. The look on Kay's face 
was what titillated her most. She looked so ... depraved! 

Mattie thought she was getting the first inkling of why the big Doberman was 
called Stud. But no, it couldn't be.... 

So preoccupied was she with the photographs that the brunette temporarily 
forgot all about Daemon. His cold wet nose prodding her ass underneath her 
dress reminded her. She pulled away abruptly and turned over, sitting on the 
carpet, spread-eagled in front of the bookcase. 

"Daemon! You're very naughty!" She shook her finger at the big black German 
shepherd. It was only then she realized that the dog in the pictures was 
Daemon. She looked furtively at the photos once again, as though she did not 
want the dog to know that she knew. "Daemon!" 

Now she understood why the dog seemed so friendly. He was used to female 
companionship of a much wilder order than she had been giving him. 

Mattie reached for the Scotch that she had set down nearby and drained the 
glass. She was automatically looking for support, for moral courage against 
the realization she had just made. 

Kay liked to fuck dogs! Incredible! 

As the alcohol released her inhibitions, the brunette gradually became aware 
once again of the hot tingling down in her pussy. She leaned back against 
the bookcase and thought dreamily about Kay and dogs. She forgot to protest 
when Daemon prodded his nose against her crotch through her dress. 

"Ooooohhhh!" Her moan was involuntary. It let her know just how hot she was 
... how primed for release. The pressure of the dog's muzzle, even through 
her dress, felt awfully good. Her lust-distorted mind was beginning to 
convince her that maybe it would be all right just to let the dog lick her. 

She spread her thighs a little wider and closed her eyes. She promised 
herself that she would do nothing more to encourage the dog. But if he 
persisted in nosing out her palpitating pussy, well then.... 

She held her breath as she felt the dog's nose pushing her dress up over her 
thighs. It seemed Daemon had more determination than she had given him 
credit for. Or perhaps just as much as she had hoped he had. Her dress moved 
all the way up to her belly. Mattie was slouched back against the bookcase, 
and she could feel warm air on her pussy. The dog's breath! 

"Aaaaggghhhh!" Something long and soft and wet lapped at her clit, urging 
the tender bud into immediate erection. She looked down at her crotch, at 
the big black head buried between her thighs, at the long pink tongue poking 
at her pussy. The picture was obscene, she knew. But it made her cunt throb 
with desperate longing. It turned her on! She wanted more perverted 
dog-tonguing! 

With a low salacious moan, she spread her thighs obscenely wide. The dog had 
all the room he needed to work, had full access to her pink slit. He licked 
hungrily at her juices. His tongue slurped over her willingly proffered 
cunt, worried her clitoris to rock hardness. In her excitement, Mattie 
slouched down farther on the rug. Now Daemon could even reach her asshole. 
The first contact of wet tongue on her asshole awakened Mattie's passions. 

"Uuuuuhh ... jee-zuz ... yeah! Do it to me, boy! Lick my asshole!" Mattie 
could not remember ever having uttered the word asshole before in her life. 
She was acting like a totally uncontrolled whore, and she was digging it. 
Her whole body shuddered with the whiplash waves of pleasure. 

Totally without restraint, she sat back spread-eagled on the rug and opened 
her pulsing slit to the dog. Her pussy-mound jerked upward slightly, 
encouraging the animal's efforts. She moaned constantly. Her tongue lapped 
nervously at her lips. Her eyes were closed. Her smile was one of pure and 
utter lust. "Mmmmmmmmmm make me feel good, my beauty!" 

So far gone was she in her new abandon, Mattie was even able to reach down 
and stroke the dog's head without feeling any guilt or disgust. She looked 
upon Daemon now as a precious and devoted lover. She loved what he was doing 
to her. She wanted more of it. 

The gyrations of her pussy-mound became more and more frantic. Her clit 
throbbed so hard, it was almost an ache. Her whole body was straining for 
pleasure. Her hands began to clutch demonically at the dog's head. She 
wanted him to lick her harder. She wanted to cum. 

Somewhere in her lust-fogged mind was a picture of herself sitting 
sluttishly with the dog stretched out between her legs. The image titillated 
her. She bent her knees up to her chest, so the dog could get at her better. 
The contact of his tongue on asshole, cunt and clitoris was total now. She 
could feel a delicious explosion creeping up on her. 

"Uuuhh, God! Oooohhh! My pussy feels so good! Lick my pussy for me, Daemon! 
Do it! Ah jeez! Here I cummmmm!" Her eyes were clenched tight as she was 
carried off on the tide of orgasm. Even after all the fucking she and her 
husband had done last night, this last orgasm from the dog's tongue seemed 
more intense than any of them. 

She rolled over onto her face on the rug and lay there a while. The dog 
whimpered and licked her face. Finally she sat up and stroked the big 
animal. "It's okay, boy! I'm okay! You just made me feel so good, that's 
all!" She noticed that the dog's red prick was extending. He was turned on 
by her taste and her excitement. 

Mattie licked her lips nervously and stood up. She took one last look at the 
two photos. Surely she would never get to the point where she would actually 
fuck a dog! 

She put the pictures carefully back in their hiding place and replaced the 
paperback in its niche. Then she led Daemon back out to the kennel. She fed 
the dogs and cleaned their cages. The work helped take her mind off the 
morning's events. She was not ready to think about them yet. 

It was almost one-thirty when she decided it was time for a break. She went 
into the kitchen and prepared herself a tray of cheese and crackers and 
fruit. She took it to the office and ate at the bar. She opened a small 
bottle of white wine to accompany the meal. 

Mattie felt slightly guilty about drinking so much. But she realized it was 
necessary to her right now. She had some things to work through. 

When she had finished eating, she went over to the bookcase and pulled out 
the two pictures. She studied them for perhaps fifteen minutes while her 
mind wandered and her pussy throbbed. 

She had always admired Kay Peterson. If Kay thought it was okay to fuck a 
dog, maybe there was nothing wrong with it after all. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

For the next two days, Mattie masturbated while looking at the pictures of 
Kay fucking Daemon. 

The idea of screwing a dog became more and more attractive to her. But she 
didn't dare do anything about it except dream and jack herself off. 

Things at home had returned to normal. Greg had been working late and paying 
little attention to her. It seemed their one night's passion was going to 
hold him for some time to come. 

Mattie seemed to have lost the power to hold herself in check. She needed 
sex. She needed to play with herself. And Kay's office provided the perfect 
place to do it. 

The young housewife had begun to look into some of the other books on Kay's 
bottom shelf. Eventually she found one that was about a girl who liked to 
fuck her pet husky in the woods. The descriptions of the girl with the dog 
turned Mattie on. They gave her ample fuel for her increasingly vivid 
imagination. 

Just as she was about to sit down to a lunch of wine and salad one early 
afternoon, Mattie was interrupted by a ring at the front doorbell. She found 
two women standing on the steps. One was a striking raven-haired lovely with 
a swath of furs around her neck and a conservative suit that looked to 
Mattie like it must have come straight from the salons of Paris. Her 
companion was a curvaceous redhead with a shock of short bubbly curls and a 
smile to match. She wore a simple sundress that showed a tantalizing swell 
of cleavage. 

"Hi!" The redhead look surprised, as though she had not expected to see 
anyone answer the door. "We thought there wasn't anybody home." 

"There was no car in the driveway," the older woman said with quiet 
authority. Mattie looked past her at the cream-colored Mercedes parked in 
the drive. 

"Oh ... I just live down the street. I walked over." Mattie felt intimidated 
by the obvious wealth and self-confidence of the tall slender brunette. She 
didn't pay much attention to the redhead, who made the same impression on 
Mattie as a friendly puppy. 

"Is Mrs. Peterson home? Please tell her Regina Whittier is calling." 

Mattie was shocked out of her reverent attitude by the note of quiet disdain 
in the older woman's voice. Obviously she thought Mattie was a servant. 
"Mrs. Peterson is not home. Mrs. Peterson is on vacation. She should be back 
in about three weeks." Mattie was fully prepared to shut the door. 

The newcomer held out her hand to stop the door. Her face relaxed into a 
smile that was very pretty, very winning. "I'm sorry if I offended you. I've 
been traveling all morning and I'm very tired. I have another plane to catch 
at ten tonight. But I wanted to stop by and see my precious." 

Mattie's attitude relaxed as the other woman gradually let her see her human 
side. "Oh! You must belong to one of the dogs!" She giggled. It helped. Some 
of her nervousness was out. "I think of those animals as humans, I guess. 
I've got you belonging to the dog instead of the other way around." 

"I'll accept that. I'd do anything for my sweet baby. I hate leaving him 
alone for so long, but I really don't have much choice. I have so many 
commitments to keep." Her eyes moved appraisingly up over Mattie's 
shorts-and-halter-clad form. She smiled warmly at the younger woman. It was 
a smile Mattie recognized as a signal--though, what of, she couldn't tell. 
"I design clothing for the rich and conventional. I spend as much time in 
Paris as I do in New York." 

"That's wonderful. Oh ... excuse me ... I'm forgetting my manners. Please 
come in." Mattie led the two women through the house to the office. They 
made themselves comfortable on the couch. Mattie was slightly embarrassed by 
the open bottle of wine. She didn't want the women to think she was a 
drinker. 

Regina showed no sign of being perturbed. "Oh, wine!" she exclaimed. "Do you 
mind if I invite myself to a glassful? I'm parched." 

"Yes, of course." Mattie turned to the redhead. "Would you like some, too, 
Miss ... ah ... I'm sorry, I don't know your name. 

The younger woman piped up brightly. "I'm Lulu Simmons. I'd love some. I 
hope it's the bubbly kind. It always makes me giggle." 

Mattie forced a smile. She was not yet sure whether this charming simple 
mind was for real or not. "It's not bubbly, but it's very good. I'm sure 
you'll like it." She turned to Regina. "My name's Mattie Wilson. I'm Kay's 
neighbor, holding the fort while she's gone." 

"I'm very pleased to meet you, Mattie." Regina's long appraising stare over 
the top of her wine glass made Mattie very nervous. 

"Why don't we go look at the dogs? Which one is yours?" 

"Stud is my baby." 

Mattie did not betray her surprise as she led the woman back to the kennel. 
So this was the woman who had named her dog Stud! Mattie began to speculate 
about what the lovely brunette's relationship with her "baby" really was. 

But no. Surely Regina did not fuck her dog! She was so beautiful! So 
sophisticated! She must have men flocking at her feet! 

The one sure hole in that argument was Kay. Kay had all those same 
advantages, but there was no doubt where her preferences lay. It seemed 
appearances didn't mean anything. 

"My! You must know a lot about animals," Lulu exclaimed. "They all look so 
happy, even if they are in cages! They obviously like you a lot!" 

Mattie giggled. "Animals usually like people who treat them decently and 
feed them regular. They're not as picky as us people." 

Lulu looked at Mattie wide-eyed. "Why, I suppose you're right! Animals 
aren't very picky, are they?" 

Eventually, Regina seemed to grow impatient of the conversation. "I have to 
be getting Lulu back into town. She was kind enough to meet me at the 
airport, but I can't hold her up any longer." She gave her Doberman pinscher 
a good-bye hug and helped Mattie put him back in his cage. 

"Oh, you're not holding me up, Regina!" Lulu whined. 

"Oh, nonsense, Lulu. You're too soft. You'd let me walk all over you if I 
wanted to." 

Mattie felt a quick pang of sympathy for the redhead. She looked at the 
ground, thoroughly deflated. If Mattie had had any doubt about who was the 
dominant personality in this relationship, there was no doubt now. 

For an instant her initial dislike of Regina flared anew. The feeling died 
as Regina reached out and clasped her hand warmly. "I'd like to drop by 
again later before I go to the airport. Will you be here?" 

The younger woman had had no intention of staying at Kay's this evening. But 
for some reason she wanted to accommodate the attractive older woman. 
Something in Regina's strength cast a spell on those about her. Mattie was 
no exception. "Yes, I'll be here." 

"Oh, good. It'll be at least another month before I get back this way. I 
would like to spend a little more time with Stud. Why don't I bring some 
chicken and wine and we can have dinner together?" 

The idea sent tingles up and down Mattie's spine. She was excited by the 
prospect of spending time alone with such a worldly woman. She was flattered 
by the trouble Regina was taking. It was seldom the housewife met 
interesting people on her own. Tonight would be an adventure. She enjoyed 
feeling independent of her husband and his world of architects. 

Mattie spent the rest of the afternoon reading a book about dog breeding. No 
more titillating games for her today. She didn't want to have anything on 
her conscience when Regina showed up. She called home at five and told Greg 
to eat without her. 

"You know, most husbands would be very suspicious of a wife who calls and 
says she won't be home for dinner. Me, I trust you." 

Mattie could tell by his tone that he was teasing her. She realized with a 
flash of insight that it would never occur to Greg that she might actually 
go out and try something daring without him. "This woman wanted someone to 
be here tonight so she could visit her dog." she explained. 

"Uhhuh ... another one of those little old ladies and their neurotic 
poodles, eh?" 

Mattie grinned. If only Greg could see the lovely Regina and her Doberman! 
"I shouldn't be too terribly late, sweetheart. If anything comes up, just 
call me here." 

"I'm sure I'll get by. I have a lot of work to do tonight anyway. You have a 
nice time, honey." 

After she had hung up, Mattie felt a perverse letdown. She realized she had 
wanted Greg to be more concerned about her absence. Many were the nights 
when she had fretted and worried because he said he wouldn't be home till 
late. Why couldn't he fret and worry about her, just once? It was nice to be 
trusted ... but something else to be taken for granted. 

She didn't have time to start brooding. Regina arrived with the take-out 
chicken and a liter of wine. They went into the office where Mattie felt 
most comfortable. She opened up the leaves of a small gateleg table and set 
out the chicken and salad and rolls Regina had brought. 

Regina poured them each a glass of wine. Then, much to Mattie's surprise, 
she began to remove her chic suit. "I hope you don't mind, Mattie. But I 
feel so damned uncomfortable eating when I'm all dressed up. Am I shocking 
you?" 

She was, a little. Mattie had seen lots of naked women in her high school 
basketball days. But she was not used to being alone with a naked woman. And 
Regina was naked. She wore nothing under her expensive suit but a flimsy 
garter and dark-tinted stockings. She left them on. 

"Too much trouble to bother with these things." Regina gestured casually at 
her stockings. Then she took her glass of wine and made herself comfortable 
on the couch. 

"I'm ... I'm glad you feel comfortable enough here to be yourself." Mattie 
cursed herself silently for stammering. But she was trying not to stare at 
the older woman's heavy, wide-set tits. Regina had a wonderful all-over tan 
that flattered her slender figure. Mattie thought she was the most 
attractive woman she had ever seen naked. She looked like a model. The 
housewife looked down ruefully at her own somewhat fuller figure. Mattie had 
no excess fat, and she was in very solid shape. But she didn't have the 
natural slender figure that Regina had. 

Regina could have been a lean youth, were it not for her large breasts and 
her neat little black patch of pussy-hair. 

After the first effect had worn off, Mattie almost forgot that Regina was 
naked. They became absorbed in conversation. The food sat neglected on the 
table while they drank their fill of wine. Mattie began to feel 
light-headed. She was enjoying herself. 

As she drank the wine Mattie became more reckless. She stood up and removed 
her own clothes. "I feel silly sitting here with clothes on," she giggled 
and sipped greedily at her drink. "Mmmm, it feels nicer naked." She secretly 
relished the cool brush of the leather couch on her cunt. She shifted 
position a couple of times to test the contact of her pussy on the couch. It 
was all she could do to keep from groaning aloud. 

When she looked around to see if Regina had noticed anything, the other 
woman was nowhere to be seen. She reappeared in a couple of minutes with 
Stud following close at her heels. 

"I thought it would be more comfortable to visit with my baby if I brought 
him in here." She seemed to understand Mattie's hesitation. "Kay would 
understand. She always lets the dogs in here when they've got company." 

At Regina's command, Stud lay quietly beside her end of the couch. Mattie 
relaxed once more. Everything was under control. 

Regina looked around at the dog pictures on the wall. "You know, I don't 
think I've ever known anyone as fond of dogs as I am. But Kay takes the 
cake. She's devoted to animals." 

Immediately, a picture of Kay kneeling naked in front of Daemon's hard cock 
flashed through Mattie's mind. It renewed her suspicion of Regina and Stud. 
She had forgotten to worry about the other woman's relationship with her 
dog. Now her idle speculations titillated her. "Yes, she's very good with 
them. A woman with her feeling should have become a veterinarian." 

"Oh, I don't know. I think Kay has found her proper place," Regina 
interjected. 

Mattie stared at her companion. Had she detected a cattiness in Regina's 
tone? What did Regina know about Kay? In her somewhat intoxicated condition, 
Mattie was not prepared to pursue these questions. But their combined effect 
was to put her on her guard. Regina's next words threw her right off 
balance. "Did you know Kay likes to fuck her dogs?" 

Mattie's mouth opened, but no words emerged. She was shocked by the brutal 
frankness of the question. 

Regina smiled reassuringly at the other woman and patted her bare knee. "I'm 
sorry, darling. Did I say something shocking? I mean ... well, I know many 
people would find it shocking, but I thought seeing you're a friend of Kay's 
... " 

"We're not really friends. We like each other. But we've never discussed our 
sex lives or anything like that." Mattie stared blindly at the wall in front 
of her. She knew where she was heading and she wasn't sure if that was where 
she really wanted to go. She held out her glass obediently when Regina 
offered to pour her more wine. The brunette emptied the bottle into her 
glass. 

"Oh, I see. So you didn't know." 

"I knew." 

Regina's voice perked with interest. "Oh?" 

There was a decision forming in Mattie's mind. She had decided to tread the 
dangerous path. She was curious about where it would take her. She was tired 
of her boring, predictable existence. "I found some pictures the other day," 
she finally explained. 

"That sounds interesting. May I see them?" 

Regina followed Mattie to the bookcase. The two naked women squatted while 
Mattie delved in the back for the pictures. "Here they are." The younger 
woman's voice sounded dull, mechanical. But it disguised a fast-beating 
heart. It did not disguise the hand that shook as she handed the pictures to 
Regina. 

"Hhmmmm ... these are interesting. Kay is very photogenic, isn't she?" 
Despite the sarcasm, there was definite excitement in Regina's words. She 
stared at the pictures long and hard, making sure Mattie could see them, 
too. She lay a hand on Mattie's shoulders and patted the younger woman. 
There was nothing overtly sexual in the gesture, but still it made Mattie 
tremble with excitement. 

It was the thrill of being with a woman who was experienced in things she 
herself knew nothing about that excited Mattie most. She sensed in Regina's 
jaded personality a woman who knew about the shadier side of life ... a 
woman who indulged in the kinds of pleasures considered forbidden by most 
people. "Have ... have you ever seen Kay with the dog?" 

Regina's response was totally unexpected. She burst out laughing. The older 
woman cupped Mattie's chin in her hand and looked deep into her eyes. She 
was suddenly serious. "My pretty darling ... the women who bring their dogs 
to Kay, or who buy from her, are intimately acquainted with her particular 
fetish." 

"You mean you do it, too?" Mattie's most lurid suspicions were confirmed. To 
her own surprise, she felt no real shock. Only a deep-rooted excitement that 
made her naked twat pulse with desire. She knew that, somewhere deep inside, 
she too wanted to experience the depraved thrill of abandoning herself to 
wanton bestiality. 

A pair of hot groping lips closed over Mattie's mouth. She returned her 
visitor's kiss with lusty enthusiasm. Never in her life had the young wife 
kissed a woman, but she was taking to it like babies to the tit. She sucked 
hungrily on Regina's tongue. Then she extended her own tongue deep into the 
other woman's throat. 

Mattie could feel her juices flowing from her pussy down the insides of her 
thighs as the two of them kneeled face to face on the rug and kissed 
passionately. The vigor with which Regina's hands began to investigate her 
lush young body made Mattie feel weak. Her clitoris was pulsing hungrily. 

She was in the midst of her second perversion of the week and she was loving 
it. She liked kissing a woman, having a woman's hands investigate every inch 
of her eager, trembling body. 

When Regina's fingers soared up into her cunt, Mattie lost all control. Her 
hoarse moans welled up from deep in her throat. Her mouth ground desperately 
against Regina's while her cunt squirmed against the invading hand. 

Regina broke free of the kiss and looked through heavy-lidded eyes at the 
younger woman. "Your pussy's so wet, darling," she whispered. "I've got 
three fingers inside you, and your cunt's trying to eat me up. You're 
beautiful, Mattie ... beautiful!" 

With a low groan, Regina tilted her head to one of Mattie's nipples and 
sucked hungrily. Her working mouth sent lusty tingles darting throughout 
Mattie's lust-possessed being. 

The force of her need was stronger than any other factor right now. Mattie 
wanted this raunchy, perverse sexuality more than she had ever wanted 
anything in her life. She wanted to let go of all the barriers. She wanted 
to be free. To let her juices flow and her belly explode in wild flashes of 
orgasm. 

"Oooohhh, God, Regina! It's good! I feel so wonderful! Jee-zuz!" Her own 
voice sounded unfamiliar to the dazed young woman. But she recognized the 
animal sexuality there. That was her. That was a woman who needed to get it 
off--hard. 

The slender older woman could scarcely believe the good fortune that had 
brought her to a sensual woman like Mattie. The younger woman's lush rounded 
body tantalized Regina, aroused the lust that had been simmering inside 
since she had first laid eyes on Kay's young friend. She sucked greedily on 
the firm swollen tits that bobbed so lusciously in front of her. As her 
tongue excited Mattie's nipples to rock hardness and her fingers worked 
wetly in Mattie's pussy, Regina's own cunt throbbed lustfully. 

It had been a long time since Regina had been fucked by a man. What really 
turned her on nowadays was a soft tit and a wet pussy. Mattie had both. 
Regina wanted to teach the inexperienced younger woman a few things about 
what a woman could do for her. "Come on, darling. Lie down." 

Mattie made no objection when Regina pushed her gently but firmly down onto 
the rug. She lay on her back spread-eagled, totally wanton, totally 
receptive to Regina's advances. Her body tingled with anticipation as Regina 
crawled in between her thighs. Still she was not ready for the assault of 
pleasure that came mere seconds later. 

"Aiiieeeee! Ooohhh, God!" Regina's tongue had invaded the pink offering of 
Mattie's moist pussy-slit. It ran round and round Mattie's stiff clit 
wrenching lustful responses from deep in her belly. Mattie could scarcely 
believe the skill of that tongue as Regina explored every fold and furrow of 
her pussy, then slipped on down to prod at her asshole. "Aaagghhh, good ... 
feels good, lover!" 

The very thought that it was a woman who was bringing her this ecstatic 
pleasure fired the furnaces of Mattie's excitement. Though she had never 
really contemplated making love to a woman, Mattie had felt an immediate 
response to Regina this afternoon. Something had drawn her to Regina, had 
made her Regina's willing subject. The slender brunette had tapped a well of 
lust that had lain deep in her being ... that even Mattie had not 
recognized. All the younger woman could do was moan with pleasure, with 
satisfaction that Regina had found her and was doing these wonderful things 
to her. 

She thrust her cunt eagerly up to the older woman's face, searching for more 
of the tantalizing tonguing. Regina's tongue was darting deep into her 
pussy. Mattie writhed wantonly on the rug, moaning. She could feel a great 
wave of pleasure hovering over her, ready to wash down upon her and release 
her. "Uuuuhh ... oooohhh ... God, I'm so close!" 

It was just at that moment that Regina pulled back from Mattie's pussy. She 
had no intention of giving the other woman her climax before she had gotten 
what she wanted out of her. She wanted to see Mattie get fucked by her dog. 
That was what really turned her on ... watching another woman become slave 
to the hard penetrating reaming of a dog's prick! 

Impatiently, she turned Mattie over onto hands and knees. The other woman's 
need was so great that she obeyed unquestioningly. That was the way Regina 
liked them--like putty in her hands. "Come on, darling! That's it! Don't 
worry about a thing, sweetheart. You're going to feel better than you've 
ever felt in your life!" 

The frustration Mattie had felt when Regina pulled away from her was 
intense. She had no idea why the older woman wanted her to kneel like this. 
But she was willing to do whatever Regina asked, in return for the sweet 
orgasm that had just eluded her. "Oooohh, Regina! Help meee! I need it so 
bad! I need you to make me feel good!" 

Mattie hardly recognized in herself the loving wife who had left her 
husband's bed this morning. But she realized the potential had been lurking 
in her all along. Her wanton fantasies proved that. She had been a sitting 
duck for Regina and her perverted style of lovemaking. 

She waved her ass in the air, expecting to feel either Regina's fingers or 
her mouth invade her wet needing crevice. Regina's hands massaging her 
ass-cheeks made her feel intensely sexy. She was so hot! "Oh, God, Regina! 
Do it to me now!" Mattie cried. 

The tanned brunette could scarcely contain the excitement that coursed 
through her as she felt and watched Mattie's white full buttocks waving up 
at her. The kind of wanton titillation the younger woman was experiencing 
was contagious. Regina imagined the depraved pleasure she had in store for 
Mattie, and her cunt throbbed. 

She would make this an evening the housewife would never forget. 

She prodded Mattie's tight-puckered asshole with a fingertip and watched her 
shudder with arousal. "You're going to feel good, Mattie! So good!" She 
beckoned to her dog that had been watching the proceedings from the couch. 
She motioned to him to mount the kneeling blonde. "Stud's going to fuck you 
now, darling! You'll love it! I promise you!" Regina's own voice trembled 
with excitement. 

Shock and lust collided in Mattie's fevered brain. It was going to happen! 
The depraved fantasy that she had been toying with ever since she found 
Kay's book was about to become reality. A part of her was revolted by her 
fate and her arousal. 

Mattie was about to experience the ultimate in perversity. And she wanted 
it. She wanted it! The young housewife turned into a seething mass of 
horniness. Her ass-cheeks squirmed lewdly as she felt the Doberman's paws 
gripping her tight. She felt the weighty cudgel of his cock dangling against 
her thigh! All resistance snapped! "Oh, shit, Regina! I'm so excited! Make 
him do it to me! Make him fuck me!" 

Regina was overwhelmed by the intensity of the other woman's abandon. 
Despite the care she had taken to get Mattie well turned on, she had half 
expected her to fight this ultimate depravity. Instead, the innocent 
housewife was hunching her ass back against the dog's loins, trying to get 
him to sink his long tapered cock-shaft deep in her pussy! "Ssshhh, darling! 
He's going to fuck you! You have to let Stud do his own courting, in his own 
time!" 

The lean brunette crouched down on hands and knees, her heavy breasts 
dangling pendulously. Her eyes were glued to Stud's long red cock that 
danced and shoved up between Mattie's ass-cheeks, seeking the warm welcoming 
hole of her pussy. Again and again the big Doberman lunged forward, his 
shaft eager for shelter. Each time, his prick missed the mark. Regina looked 
up at the dog's face. His tongue wagged in his eagerness. 

"Won't you help him, Regina? I want it now! My pussy's so hot!" 

Lust and compassion demanded that Regina lend a hand. She grasped Stud's 
cock firmly and pointed the tip dead-on at Mattie's pink swollen hole. He 
took over from there. One harsh shove, and his cock-shaft disappeared up 
inside the woman's gripping flesh. 

Mattie was almost knocked forward onto her face by the force of the animal's 
entry. "Aaaggghhh! Oooohhh! It's tooo hard! Make him stop, Regina! 
Jee-zuzz-z!" 

As the dog established a rapid in-and-out fucking pace, Mattie's hips 
started to move back to meet the crude animal thrusts. The very hardness, 
the very regularity of the dog's screwing was capturing her. This was what 
she wanted--exactly what she wanted! 

Kneeling next to the animal-woman coupling, Regina watched Mattie's response 
change from withdrawing fear to tentative response to raging lust. The 
younger woman's ass-cheeks squirmed back to meet the dog's every rhythmic 
penetration. Her moans were low and haunting. Mattie was obviously totally 
captivated by her Doberman's raunchy style of lovemaking. 

Totally lost now to the world of reality, Mattie was flying high, relishing 
the filling excitement of her newfound depravity. She imagined how she must 
look, kneeling in front of the rutting animal while her instructor in lust 
looked on. She braced her arms against the floor and thrust herself back to 
meet each dog thrust. It titillated her to feel her ass waving high like 
this, inviting the dog's attentions with shameless eagerness. 

Regina could feel her own juices running wetly down her thighs as she became 
thoroughly turned on by the perverted spectacle in front of her. Her first 
thought was to ram her fingers up inside her pussy and finger-fuck herself. 
But then she thought of something more tantalizing. She had worked for 
Mattie. Now it was Mattie's turn to do something for her. 

Regina crawled over in front of Mattie and poised her cunt mere inches from 
the younger woman's face. She grasped Mattie by the hair and pulled her face 
closer. "Please, baby ... make me feel good! I'm so excited too! I need your 
help!" She watched fascinated as Mattie groped with this new presence before 
her. 

Though she had writhed with pleasure under Regina's tongue a short while 
before, it had never occurred to Mattie to taste Regina's pussy. For a 
moment she was shocked and a little frightened by the demand Regina was 
making of her. She wanted her to eat her pussy! 

The stimulating pounding of the dog's cock in her cunt helped make up 
Mattie's mind for her. 

Yes! She wanted to make her beautiful friend feel as good as she herself was 
feeling. She wanted to share the intensity of her newfound pleasure with 
Regina. 

She stuck out her tongue and lightly stabbed the tip of Regina's stiff clit. 
While the dog pummeled her body from behind, she began to explore the fleshy 
folds of another woman's cunt for the first time in her life. She found she 
liked the tantalizing flavor of Regina's pussy. Her mouth worked greedily, 
seeking out more of her woman lover's juices. 

Regina was astounded by the enthusiasm with which Mattie took to her task. 
For a beginner at the game, Mattie was demonstrating a lot of imagination. 
Her lips and tongue were driving the older woman to unknown peaks of eager 
arousal. 

Sure now that Mattie would not desert her pussy, Regina released her hold on 
her hair and spread her cunt-lips with her fingers. She wanted to make it 
easy for Mattie. And she didn't want her to miss a millimeter of her hot 
throbbing pussy! "Oooohh, Mattie darling, you're a wonderful lover! Shit, my 
pussy's so hot, baby! Hhhhnnnhh!" 

While her cunt clasped at the stiff cock impaling her from behind, Mattie's 
mouth worked fishlike in Regina's pussy. Her tongue stabbed deep into the 
wet depths of Regina's cuntal chamber. The thought of taking on two 
unnatural lovers at once drove Mattie wild with passion. "Jee-zuz, it's 
soooo good!" she mewled, then her mouth fastened back on the older woman's 
cunt-lips. 

The atmosphere in the room was heated and close as the three lewd orgiasts 
worked out their fantasies on one another's willing bodies. The dog fucked 
slavishly into the young woman's cunt. His ardor never wavered, never 
changed pace. He was like a fail-proof fucking machine. The two women were 
absorbed in the discovery of one another, and in the obscene partner in lust 
that the dog made. Regina loved watching Mattie's white buttocks squirming 
back to meet Stud's thrusts. Mattie relished the feel of Stud's cock and the 
taste and texture of the other woman's pussy. 

The excitement grew more and more abandoned as the women's moans became 
louder. All of them were heading for an orgasm and Regina was the first to 
reach it. 

"Uuuuhhhh ... God-d-d, I'm cumming! You're making me cummm, Mattie darling! 
Aaahhh!" Regina bent over her friend's slaving head and let the delicious 
assault of her orgasm envelop her. 

Knowing that she had brought the older woman to climax excited Mattie's 
release. While she continued to nibble Regina's pussy, she thrust her ass 
hard back against Stud's loins. "Uuuuhhh ... ooohhh ... cumming!" were the 
muffled sounds that reached Regina's ears. She smiled with pleasure as she 
caressed her new lover gently. 

The dog too had reached the point of no return. He jerked hard several times 
into Mattie's hot pussy. Then he dismounted and staggered off to lie down. 

Mattie could feel the dog's cum dribbling over her thighs after he had 
pulled out. The sensation was lewd and delicious. She felt thoroughly 
fucked. 

When she gradually struggled to a sitting position she found Regina looking 
at her lustfully. Mattie smiled weakly. "Thank you, Regina. That was very, 
very good." 

"Mmmm, yes, darling! You're beautiful!" The older woman put her arms around 
Mattie and kissed her gently. "I'm so glad I met you, darling. You really 
made my trip worthwhile. And you know what?" 

Mattie was fondling the upturned nipples on Regina's lush tits. "What?" 

"I'm going to stay over a few more days. So we can get to know each other 
better." 

Once again their mouths meshed in a kiss. Mattie's cunt throbbed with 
anticipation. There was so much more she wanted to learn from Regina. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

Mattie and Regina spent two days investigating every aspect of one another's 
sexuality. They played with Daemon and Jonas, fucking them one at a time or 
both together. They licked and sucked and caressed one another until their 
bodies glowed with satisfaction. 

The experience was an overwhelming one for Mattie. She was immersed in her 
sexuality for the first time in her life. Home scarcely existed for her for 
those two days. She and Regina spent little time talking. Their thing 
together was fucking, and they did it all. 

On the third day, Regina suggested by phone that she bring Lulu over with 
her. At first Mattie was disappointed. She liked having Regina all to 
herself. But when the older woman told her what an uninhibited lover Lulu 
was, Mattie agreed. Regina suggested there would be lots of games they could 
play with the redhead. 

Mattie became excited. New thrills! 

The two women arrived at the kennel a little before noon. Mattie opened a 
bottle of wine and Regina passed around a little cigarette she had brought 
with her. Lulu became very giggly and her frivolity was contagious. The 
other women encouraged her. They wanted to get Lulu in a good mood, so she 
would be ready for any games that might come to mind. 

Mattie felt a genuine liking for the bubbly redhead. She still thought 
Regina was a little cruel with her. She baited her a lot. Mattie did her 
best to make up for Regina's thoughtlessness by being extra nice to Lulu. 
"You know, Lulu, I think you're the most cheerful person I've ever met. 
You're like a tonic!" 

"Oh, I don't like Tonic. Too bitter. My favorite's Seven-Up." 

"Okay then. You're like a Seven-Up." 

Lulu looked puzzled. She decided to let that one pass, but she smiled warmly 
at Mattie and reached over to pat her knee. "You're one of the prettiest 
women I've ever met, Mattie. You should have been a movie star." 

"Oh, thank you, Lulu. But I've always been too shy to think about going on 
the stage or anything like that." 

"Gee, I've never been able to understand people who are shy. All you have to 
do is think that everybody's your friend, and it's easy to talk to people." 

Mattie smiled. "I should try that." 

"Sure, Mattie. You've got lots of friends out there. Just remember that." 

"I will." The wine was going to Mattie's head. She was having trouble 
keeping her eyes off Lulu's cleavage. Her tight-fitting bodice pushed her 
tits tantalizingly in and up. They looked good enough to eat! She watched 
Regina put an arm around Lulu and kiss her on the cheek. Lulu blushed and 
smiled. Quivering with excitement, Mattie reached out and caressed the 
redhead's thigh. Lulu moved her leg closer to her, welcoming the caress. 

The women were all sitting on the rug and the two dogs, Stud and Daemon, 
were beside them. It was easy for them to get close. Regina and Mattie began 
to get bolder with their caresses. Regina coaxed Lulu down onto the rug and 
covered her face and neck with kisses. Mattie was left with the lower half 
of Lulu. She slipped her hands in under Lulu's skirt and caressed her 
thighs, higher and higher. She could feel the woman's flesh trembling. Her 
excitement aroused Mattie. She wanted to feel Lulu's pussy! 

With bated breath, she looked for the band of the redhead's panties. To her 
surprise, her fingertips made direct contact with the tight curls of the 
younger woman's twat. She grazed her hand lightly back and forth, her own 
cunt throbbing with her daring. As Regina began to work Lulu's dress up over 
her head, the redhead looked down at Mattie and smiled. "Feels good, 
Mattie." 

Mattie drank in the tantalizing spectacle of Lulu's naked body. It was 
perfect! Her breasts were big and firm, standing straight up on her chest as 
she lay back next to Regina. Her waist was small. It flared into smooth 
graceful hips. Mattie could easily imagine Lulu as a magazine centerfold. 

Lustfully she drove a finger deep into Lulu's cunt. It was already wet. 
Obviously the two women's attentions were turning the young redhead on. She 
began to churn her hips slightly under Mattie's probe. That was all the 
encouragement Mattie needed. 

She made a place for herself between Lulu's legs and began to investigate 
her cunt with her mouth while her fingers worked inside. 

"Uuuuhhh ... oooohhh!" Luiu was in seventh heaven. She found her most 
satisfying relationships with people were sexual. She felt totally accepted 
when she was giving up her body to other people's pleasure. And she got a 
lot of her own pleasure out of it, too. 

The redhead felt Regina's lips work over her lush breasts. Mattie's mouth 
was dealing titillating tongue-blows to her widespread pussy. She started to 
writhe wantonly, moaning and mewling, offering her body to the other women's 
caresses. "Oooo hhh, God, I feel soooo ... uuuuhhh, yessss! Make me feel 
nice, lovers!" 

The sheer depravity of the situation was making Mattie's own pussy pulse 
wetly. She loved the tangy flavor of Lulu's cunt-juices. She loved the hot 
clasp of her cunt-walls on her embedded fingers. It surprised her when 
Regina got up and went over to her purse. The older woman returned at once 
with a bottle of dark gold liquid. 

"We've got a surprise for you, Lulu. Here Mattie, help me rub some of this 
stuff on her." 

Lulu wiggled and groaned as her two friends rubbed the oil on her cunt and 
her breasts. It felt so wonderful to have two pairs of hands stroking her 
body to a fine peak of ecstasy. "Mmmmm ... oooohhhh!" she moaned. 

Again Regina got up. Only this time she left the room. Mattie paid no 
attention. She continued to caress Lulu's ample curves, marveling at the way 
the redhead's nipples grew so long and hard with her excitement. "You sure 
are beautiful, Lulu." Her fingers worked faster inside the younger woman's 
pussy. She could feel Lulu's cunt-walls clutching greedily at the intrusion. 
Her hips humped harder and faster up toward her. 

"Ooooohh ... ooohh, Mattie, I'm cummming!" Despite the obvious force of the 
pleasure jolt that was washing over her, Lulu never let up the wanton 
writhing of her hips. Her breasts continued to jiggle lewdly atop her chest. 

Mattie was so absorbed in what was happening to her lover that she didn't 
notice Regina's entrance. The first thing she was aware of was two big dogs 
clambering over Lulu's naked body. They licked greedily over her breasts and 
belly, apparently savoring the oil that the women had spread there. Lulu 
began to giggle and moan, struggling between a new wanton excitement and an 
urge to laugh at the tickling feeling of the tongues on her ribs. Lust took 
over and she was soon groaning deliriously. 

Regina pulled Mattie gently away from the pinioned redhead and the two dogs. 
"Let's see what the dogs decide to do to her," Regina whispered excitedly 
into her ear. "Lulu can handle anything that's dished out to her." 

At first, Mattie was taken aback by Regina's callousness. Then she fell prey 
to the growing excitement in the pit of her belly. Lulu was writhing under 
the dogs like a madwoman. She offered her body wantonly to their licks and 
nuzzling. Daemon nosed his way in between her thighs and began to prod the 
hairy slit of her pussy. Mattie thought Lulu would go right out of her mind 
with excitement. "Oooohhh ... jeez ... lick my pussy, doggie! Uuuuuhhh, 
feels good-d-d! Oh Regina, my pussy feels so good!" the girl cried. 

Mattie watched Regina's face curl in a lustful grin. It was obvious to 
Mattie that even in the midst of her arousal it was Lulu's first concern to 
please Regina. The control the older woman seemed to have over the redhead 
was uncanny. 

That was the last clear thought Mattie was to have for some time. She became 
totally engrossed by the depraved happenings on the rug as the two dogs 
approached Lulu after she had rolled onto her stomach. Stud prodded her 
buttocks with his cold wet nose, forcing her up onto hands and knees. His 
tongue licked greedily over her puckered asshole. The groans that escaped 
Lulu's lips seemed less than human. 

In another moment, Stud had mounted the kneeling redhead and was striving 
mightily to plunge his stiff red cock deep in her cunt. Lulu was cooperating 
eagerly, thrusting her ass back, trying to seize hold of his cock with her 
cunt-muscles. "Oooohhh!" she whined deliriously. "Stick it in me! Stick it 
in meeee! Please, doggie!" 

After many fruitless efforts, Stud plunged in Lulu's tight asshole. She 
shrieked and wriggled forward, dislodging the unnatural penetration. The 
next time he thrust forward, she tilted her ass as high in the air as she 
could get it. His hard tapered cock drove far into her cunt, driving a lusty 
groan from her throat. The dog growled and started to work his cock 
anxiously in and out of her receptive pussy. 

"Aaaarrrggghhh! Oooohhh, God it's good! It's good!" Those were the last 
coherent words from Lulu. Her voice faded into a constant moan of wanton 
satisfaction. 

So intent was Mattie on the dog-rape that she paid no attention to anything 
else for some time. She had inserted two fingers deep in her own cunt and 
was working them deliciously in and out. She had never seen anything so 
vulgar in her life. The dog rutting furiously into the redhead's pussy. The 
other dog circling the pair anxiously, waiting his turn with a stiff cock 
protruding from his hairy sheath. 

After a couple of mysterious clicking noises, she looked over at Regina. The 
older woman was naked now and she had a Polaroid camera in her hand. She was 
taking pictures of Lulu and the dogs and admiring her results. She noticed 
Mattie watching her. She held out a picture for Mattie to examine. "These'll 
give me something to remember Lulu by," she said in a voice thick with lust. 

Mattie had never heard of anything so depraved. What a keepsake of a lover 
that would make! She wondered suddenly if Kay gave out pictures of herself 
to her close friends. She wondered if Regina had taken those pictures of 
Kay. 

All speculation ceased as Lulu's moans grew louder and wilder. "Uuuuuhhh!" 
she moaned. From the contorted look on the redhead's face, it was apparent 
she was cumming. What's more, so was Stud. He rammed his cock hard into her 
pussy and let loose. Dribbles of cum followed him as he dismounted the 
woman. 

No sooner had one dog let her go than the German shepherd mounted Lulu and 
started humping forward. It took him less time than it had taken Stud to 
find her pussy-hole. Mattie realized it must have been very wet and open by 
now. She watched mesmerized as Lulu received the dog's staccato fucking with 
the same enthusiasm she had put into the other dog's skewering. 

"Uuuuuhhh, jeez!" Mattie murmured as she began to finger-fuck herself with 
renewed abandon. She was surprised and delighted when Regina crouched in 
front of her and began to stab her tongue into her pussy. The older woman 
looked up at her. "Feel good, baby?" she asked. "I like to keep all my girl 
friends happy." 

Mattie realized with sudden clarity that all along she had been only a sex 
game for Regina. But she didn't care. After all, she had used Regina as much 
as Regina had used her. 

She relaxed back against the couch and let waves of pleasure wash over her 
as the tanned brunette's mouth worked feverishly in her cunt-slit. She 
spread her legs obscenely and rocked her hips gently up. Regina's tongue 
penetrated the wet hole of her cunt. "Uuuuuhhh!" Mattie still wore her 
dress, pulled up to her waist. She felt delightfully wanton, sitting back 
letting a woman eat her pussy. While another woman fucked a dog in front of 
her. 

"Oooohhhh, I'm cummmming!" It was Lulu again. It seemed the redhead was 
falling prey to one rousing orgasm after another. Her bright red curls 
bobbed wildly around her face as she shoved her ass back to meet the dog's 
cock. 

Daemon skittered forward each time the woman got away from him a little. 
Mattie could tell he was not far from his climax. His pace was becoming 
frantic. 

The young housewife held Regina's face close to her palpitating pussy. She 
felt a sudden sadistic urge to make the older woman work for her, to put her 
on the serving end for a change. Regina was obviously a woman who got things 
pretty much her own way in life. Mattie felt freer of her now than she had 
since their meeting. She knew now she was ready to pursue her new sexuality 
without Regina's guidance. 

"Aaaaggghh!" Lulu's screams of ecstasy signaled both her own orgasm and the 
dog's. The picture they formed made Mattie's cunt flower to readiness. 

"Uuuuhhh, jee-zuz! I'm cumming!" Mattie's mouth hung open as Regina's tongue 
drove her over the peak to climax. She sat back exhausted, releasing her 
hold on the older woman's head. She didn't care about anything anymore. She 
was sated. 

Mattie realized she must have fallen into a light doze. When she awoke, Lulu 
and Regina were getting dressed. The dogs were no longer present. 

"Are you two leaving?" 

"I'm afraid so, darling," Regina said. "I have a lot of things to do before 
tomorrow morning. I leave for Paris at ten a.m." 

Mattie was surprised. Regina had notmentioned her trip. She was amused to 
find the news did not disturb her. The two of them had run their course 
together. "Well, I hope you have a good trip." 

"I will." Regina was dressed and waiting impatiently for Lulu to straighten 
herself up. The redhead still looked dazed, and depressed. 

"I wish you had told me you were going tomorrow, Regina," she said. 

"What's the difference, darling? You know you just get sad about it." 

"Yes, but I like to know." 

Regina reached out and rumpled Lulu's hair. "Come on now. Don't be a silly 
girl. You know I can't stand scenes." 

"I know." Lulu's words were so soft, they were scarcely audible. 

Mattie accompanied the two of them to the front door. Politely, she accepted 
Regina's farewell kiss. She took the initiative in wrapping her arms around 
Lulu and hugging her good-bye. On impulse, she extended an invitation. 
"Lulu, why don't you come over and have dinner with my husband and me on 
Friday night?" 

The younger woman's face brightened at once. She smiled gratefully at 
Mattie. "Gee, that's really nice of you, Mattie. What time should I be 
there?" 

"Come early. We can talk. Mine's the big green house two doors down from 
this one." 

"Okay. I won't forget." The trusting wide-eyed look on Lulu's face reminded 
Mattie of a child. 

Regina led the way down the sidewalk toward her Mercedes. She turned 
suddenly and gave Mattie a knowing smile. She blew a kiss off her kid 
leather glove. "Have fun, baby!" she called. 

Mattie waved and turned back into the house. She did not watch them drive 
away. She relaxed on the couch with a Tom Collins. Relief flowed through 
her. 

Farewell to Regina. None too soon. She didn't even think she liked Regina 
anymore. If she ever had. 

Mattie was beginning to understand some of the many faces of lust. Sometimes 
it made no sense, even to the people involved in it. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

Mattie was surprised at how glad she was to see Lulu when she arrived early 
Friday afternoon. 

She was also surprised at how hot she was. She missed the enjoyment of being 
with a sexy woman. The dogs were fun, but they couldn't give the same 
feedback to her lust that a responsive woman could. 

Several times lately, Greg had remarked on the changes in Mattie. She was so 
cheerful and self-assured, he said, he hardly recognized her. It amused her 
that he seemed somewhat shaken by her new calmness. She was no longer his 
old clinging vine. She realized she would never be able to get up the nerve 
to explain the reason for her blossoming. That just might ruin her marriage. 
But she was pleased to find she no longer spent so much time worrying about 
what Greg was doing. She had a secret life all her own. 

"Come on in, Lulu. I'm really glad to see you." The redhead's smiling beauty 
aroused Mattie's passion. She wrapped her arms around Lulu and kissed her 
warmly. 

"Oh Mattie, you have such a beautiful house. It's gorgeous!" Lulu was all 
bubbles as Mattie led her on a guided tour through her home. 

"It is nice, isn't it? My husband designed it. Isn't he clever?" 

Lulu's eyes grew wide. "Oh, yes ... he is. My! It must be nice to be able to 
do things like build houses. I can't do anything. My mother always told me 
my only real talent was making people laugh." 

The brunette hugged the younger woman warmly. "That's the most wonderful 
talent there is, Lulu. You're very cheerful. People like having someone 
cheerful around. There's so much doom and gloom in the world." 

"There is, isn't there? I can't figure out why people are always fighting 
one another. All I want to do is make love!" 

"Me too, Lulu! Me too!" When they reached the master bedroom, Mattie coaxed 
Lulu down onto the big king-size bed. Within minutes they were both naked. 
Their faces were buried in one another's cunts. Both moaned wantonly as 
their tonguing efforts grew more and more intense. 

The time seemed to fly by. Mattie lost all sense of where she was or what 
was happening. She just lay and enjoyed and sucked and licked. The bang of 
the back door and a loud "Hi, honey" brought her back to reality with a 
jolt. 

She jumped to her feet and hurriedly struggled into her dress. She threw her 
underwear into the bottom of the nightstand. "God, it's my husband!" She 
slapped Lulu's bare ass. "Hurry, honey. If he catches us, I'm in big 
trouble." 

Lulu's eyes grew wide with terror. Mattie had to help her into her dress. 
"Come on, let's get out of here." 

They ran into Greg in the living room. As soon as she saw him and knew 
everything was under control, Mattie relaxed. She gave her husband a warm 
welcoming kiss. "Hello, darling," she hissed. 

Greg was shocked by the oddly familiar flavor of Mattie's mouth. For a 
moment he couldn't figure out what it was. Then he realized his wife's mouth 
tasted like pussy. He looked quizzically at the voluptuous redhead who 
waited timidly a few feet away. Ideas began to dance in his head, but he 
decided not to jump to any conclusions. He extended his hand and walked over 
to Lulu. "You must be Lulu. I'm Greg. Pleased to meet you." 

The big man's warm handshake seemed to relax the stunned redhead. "Oh, I'm 
so glad to make your acquaintance, I'm sure. I knew you had to be a very 
handsome man to have such a beautiful wife ... and you are." 

Greg smiled to himself. Lulu was obviously not the kind of friend Mattie 
would choose for common intellectual interests. But she had the most 
impressive set of jugs he had ever seen in his life. The absurd idea 
occurred to him that maybe Mattie was attracted by her tits, too. Was it 
possible? Much to his surprise, Greg found the idea exciting. 

He put an arm around each woman and led them to the bar. "Now ladies, what 
would you like to drink?" 

"Oh, I'll drink anything. I never can remember all the names of those fancy 
drinks." 

"Okay, how about if I fix us a house specialty?" Greg prepared a shaker of 
cocktails. The three of them sat in the living room and talked until dinner 
time. They all laughed a lot. Greg was beginning to fall victim to Lulu's 
waiflike charm the way Mattie had. Only his symptoms were different. He had 
a raging hard-on. 

"Are you a career girl, Lulu?" he asked as Mattie began to clear the dishes 
away. 

"Well, no. I'm a photographic model ... sometimes. I have a very generous 
girlfriend who helps me with my expenses. Mattie knows her. She's a very 
nice woman. So beautiful." The wistful look in her eyes confirmed something 
for Greg. Lulu had more than a friendly interest in women. The question now 
was: had Mattie developed some tastes she hadn't told him about? 

"Oh? I don't know if Mattie evermentioned her. What's her name?" 

"Regina. Regina Whittier." 

The name didn't register. He rose from the table and excused himself. "I 
forgot about something I had to ask Mattie. I'll be right back, Lulu." 

Mattie was standing at the sink rinsing dishes. She didn't hear Greg come 
in. She jumped when he shoved his hand up under her dress and grasped her 
bare cunt. 

"Greg! What are you doing?" She tried to push his hand away, but he had her 
by the short hairs. She didn't dare move. 

"Ahhuh! No panties and a wet pussy! How do you explain that, Mrs. Wilson? 
Hhmm?" Greg was enjoying the fright in his wife's eyes. His cock was 
throbbing inside his pants at the thought of what he must have interrupted 
when he got home. 

Mattie's mind worked furiously to get her out of a tight corner. She smiled 
suggestively at her husband and rubbed her chest against his arm. "You know 
you turn me on, baby. I was hoping I could talk you into some fun after Lulu 
left." 

Greg laughed, all the more when he saw the look of confusion on Mattie's 
face. "That's a good answer, baby. But I'm not buying it." He pushed her 
around and bent her over the sink. He raised her skirt over her hips and 
pulled his stiff cock from his fly. His hands guided the fleshy shaft in 
along her cunt-furrow. 

Mattie didn't dare try to break away from Greg now. She didn't want an ugly 
scene in front of Lulu. The only thing to do was to try to get this over 
with quickly. The minute his hard cock soared up into her pussy, though, all 
thoughts of getting it over with quickly vanished. "Oooohh, feels good, 
honey ... " Her eyelids drooped and her tongue tip emerged between her lips. 
She hadn't had a chance to get it off with Lulu. She was still hot! Greg's 
cock in her was just what she needed. 

With eager pleasure, Greg watched his swollen cock glide in and out of his 
wife's cunt. He watched the shaft glisten as it became coated with her 
juices. She sure as hell was wet! 

"Does that feel good, baby? Do you like my stiff prick in that hungry twat 
of yours?" 

"Oh, yes, baby. I love it." Mattie was distressed that her husband made no 
attempt to keep his voice down. She herself tried to keep her responses down 
to a whisper. It was not easy. Her pussy clutched spasmodically at his 
impaling rod. "I love you, Greg darling!" And she did--when it came right 
down to it, Greg was the best lover she could ever ask for. It was just that 
Greg was not always available. Not nearly often enough. 

"I'm glad to hear that, sweetheart. Then maybe you can tell me why you were 
eating that little beauty's pussy this afternoon." Greg watched his wife's 
body grow rigid. He grasped hold of her hips and forced her to keep screwing 
back against his cock. "Well?" His goading question was accompanied by a 
long hard lunge of his penis deep into her clasping pussy-hole. 

Her initial horror and disbelief gradually faded into shock and confusion. 
"How did you know, Greg? Uuuhhh!" It was hard to keep her mind on the 
issues. His cock felt incredibly filling in her cunt, especially now that it 
had contracted in fear. She was gripping his cock like a drowning man 
clinging to a log. 

"You should be more careful who you kiss after you've been eating cunt. It 
leaves a very definite flavor. When I found out we weren't having octopus 
for dinner, I knew there could be only one answer. How does it feel to eat 
another girl's pussy, baby?" Again he lunged with sadistic relish deep into 
her hole. The very idea of what he was doing ... bending his wife over the 
sink for a punishing fuck while her female lover sat in the dining room made 
his balls throb with excitement. He couldn't remember when he had ever 
enjoyed a fuck more. 

"Oooohh, Greg! Sweetheart!" Though still anxious about her husband's 
response to her forbidden secret, Mattie could not ignore the delicious 
pleasure that was darting unchecked through her body. She squirmed her ass 
eagerly back to meet his e very harsh stroke. She had almost totally 
forgotten about Lulu in the dining room. No time for thoughts now. Just 
screwing. 

Greg gritted his teeth and devoted his energy to spreading wide his wife's 
moist clinging pussywalls. "Ooohhh, feels good, baby! That's a sweet little 
pussy you've got!" He was getting a perverse thrill out of fucking Mattie 
after she had been sucking on a woman's twat. Sex had never been more 
intense than this for Greg! 

Bored with sitting alone at the dinner table, Lulu headed for the kitchen to 
see if she could help with chores. She stopped short just inside the door. 
Her own frustrated cunt tingled as she watched the handsome architect thrust 
his cock again and again deep into his wife's welcoming pussy. "Oooohh ... 
excuse me!" She turned to leave the room. 

Greg turned around and saw the excited look in the buxom redhead's face. 
"You don't have to leave, Lulu. We're not shy. Besides ... uhhh ... you and 
Mattie don't have anything to hide from one another, do you?" He slapped his 
loins hard against Mattie's squirming ass. 

Lulu stood quietly by the door, watching intently. She realized that 
Mattie's husband must know about their lesbian affair. She thought perhaps 
he was punishing his wife for her infidelity. But Lulu had never seen anyone 
enjoy punishment the way Mattie was enjoying hers. 

Her shapely white ass was welcoming Greg's stiff cock with vigorous 
squirming movements. Her mouth hung open lustfully while low moans escaped 
her lips. Lulu felt a quick pang of jealousy that faded as her cunt throbbed 
wetly. Lulu liked men, and she could see Mattie's husband was a good fuck. 

Leaning back against the wall, Lulu raised her dress and began to run her 
fingertips lightly over her clit. "Uuuuhh," she moaned, her eyes glazing 
with lust. 

Both Mattie and Greg looked back over their shoulders to discover the reason 
for Lulu's moan. Both of them experienced a new surge of excitement at the 
lewd vision of the shapely redhead, her dress held up to her waist, playing 
with her twat. They saw her grinning wantonly at them. 

"Feels good," she murmured thickly. 

Greg thrust harder and deeper up into his wife's greedy pussy. She shoved 
her hips energetically back at him. She was obviously delirious with 
excitement. Greg could feel the heat building in her pussy. It wouldn't be 
long.... 

"Oooohh, God, I'm cummingg-g!" Mattie's voice was a whining shriek of 
pleasure. It found an immediate answer on the other side of the room. 

Lulu's finger on her clit was driving her over the top. "Me too, Mattie. I'm 
cumming too. Aaaiiieee!" 

Being surrounded by two beautiful climaxing women was more provocation than 
Greg could resist. He felt his load well up from deep in his balls and spurt 
hotly into Mattie's cunt. "Shit, here it comes, baby!" He lunged forward, 
pulling her hips back to meet him, until he was dry and his cock started to 
shrink. 

"Mmmm, that was good, darling!" Mattie straightened up and turned around. 
With a secret thrill, she felt Greg's wet penis slide from her slippery 
pussy. She kissed her husband hotly. Then she looked over at Lulu. "Come 
here, Lulu!" she commanded her friend. 

Timidly, the redhead walked over to the sated couple. She was still excited 
by the lustful scene she had just witnessed. She wound her arms around 
Mattie and kissed her hotly. Then she fell to her knees, pushed Mattie's 
dress up, and spread the older woman's cum-soaked pussy-lips. Her tongue 
probed the slick flesh, relishing the cunt and semen flavor. "Mmmmmm ... " 

Mattie gripped Lulu's curls excitedly and looked nervously at her husband. 
She needed to know whether Greg could take this. One look at his lust-filled 
face made her rest easy. She could enjoy Lulu and turn her husband on at the 
same time. "Oooohh ... that's so nice, Lulu darling!" Mattie moaned. 

Greg had never seen anything like it in his life. He watched Mattie hold her 
skirt up at her waist while her voluptuous girl friend worked frantically in 
her cunt-slit. He had never seen anyone eat pussy with the relish Lulu was 
demonstrating. No wonder Lulu turned Mattie on! She sure turned him on! 

He looked slyly into the quivering cleavage of Lulu's dress as her mouth 
worked eagerly in Mattie's pussy. She was every man's dream of what tits 
should be. The thought of fondling them made his flaccid penis lurch with 
new interest. 

Oblivious of Greg, Lulu pressed her face to Mattie's drenched twat and 
nibbled greedily. She'd had no intention of eating the brunette's pussy. It 
had just happened. She didn't know whether Greg would be angry or excited. 
The consequences of her act meant nothing to her right now. All she knew was 
she wanted to bury her face in pussy and lap and suck. 

While Mattie watched awestruck, Greg massaged his cock into throbbing 
erection. He kneeled down behind Lulu and lifted her dress. He was going to 
screw a beautiful woman from behind for the second time this evening! He 
guided his cock in along Lulu's slit, found the right hole and shoved. 

"Aaaiiieee! Ooooohhh!" The excited redhead squirmed wildly to receive the 
brutal plunder of Greg's long, invading cock. Her arousal intensified. She 
nibbled Mattie's pussy with more gusto than ever. She was enjoying the best 
of both worlds--male and female. Her natural instinct was to give as well as 
she got. So she wriggled her ass and she ate pussy with abandon. 

The intense pleasure Lulu was dealing her pussy was making Mattie feel weak 
in the knees. For just an instant, she had felt jealousy as Greg's cock 
probed another woman's pussy right before her very eyes. She looked into his 
face and saw the excitement there, and soon she was feeling it herself. They 
were sharing a lover for the first time in their marriage. It was a wild, 
daring thing to do. 

Greg's own excitement was almost more than he could withstand. The redhead's 
tight wet pussy was clinging to his cock with avid hunger, sucking it 
relentlessly. He shoved hard and fast into her eager hole, all the time 
watching the wanton lust in his wife's face. He had never dreamed of sharing 
this kind of wanton depravity within his marriage. But it was undoubtedly 
the most exciting thing that had ever happened either to him or to Mattie. 

For the first time, he realized he had been getting bored with his marriage. 
Even though he realized Mattie was a beautiful, sexy, desirable woman. Even 
though he knew he would probably never find anyone so well suited to his 
needs. He was beginning to think they had just uncovered the answer to their 
dull sex life--new blood. 

And Lulu was certainly the most attractively wrapped package of new blood he 
had seen in a long time. She was making his cock throb with an urgent 
passion that he hadn't felt since the first months of his relationship with 
Mattie. Familiar cunt was good, but it was sure nice to try out some fresh 
talent. 

"Jeez, Lulu! You sure feel good in there!" he growled. He could feel his 
cock grazing against her cervix far inside. The intimacy spurred him on, 
made him spread her pussy-walls harder and harder. 

Gripping Lulu's hair for support, Mattie rocked her pussy rhythmically into 
the younger woman's face. She could feel the lust-pangs racing through her 
near-naked body, driving her higher and higher until there was nothing but 
pleasure. Until that tongue on her pussy was all that existed in the whole 
wide world. "Uuuuu! Ooooohhh! Do it to meee!" 

Suddenly Lulu's orgasm swept over her like a hurricane. She squirmed and 
rocked and sucked and trembled. Low primitive groans escaped her lips and 
became muffled in the wet flesh of Mattie's pussy. She sucked for dear life, 
wanting to bring her girlfriend to the same ecstasy she was feeling. 

Both Mattie and Greg realized at the same time that Lulu was cumming. They 
looked at her writhing, half-naked form ... then at each other. A surge of 
animal release overwhelmed them both. 

"Oooohh, I'm cumming!" Lulu cried. 

"Shit, baby! Me, toooo!" Greg exclaimed. He unloaded a heavy gush into a hot 
welcoming hole. Lulu's pussy-walls caressed his cock deliciously as he 
gradually slipped down from his high. "That was great!" He lifted Lulu onto 
her feet and hugged her. He pulled his wife into the embrace. The three of 
them stood there, half-dressed, bodies bathed in sweat, and pulled each 
other close. 

"I think Lulu should spend the night!" Greg could not let the lovely redhead 
escape now. He hadn't even felt up her tits yet. 

Mattie agreed. She hadn't expected this development from a simple dinner 
party. But she wasn't going to quibble with success! 

"Oh, I'd love to stay with you guys! I hate sleeping alone!" Lulu was 
bubbling all over. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

Greg still figured he had a score to settle with the women. 

He had a memorable night, screwing first one then the other of them, 
caressing Lulu's tits, getting her to suck his prick. But he had not 
forgotten that the women had been enjoying their own fun and games behind 
his back. He needed to prove, to both of them, that he was not a man to be 
toyed with. 

When he discovered that Lulu had reached their home by taxi, he offered to 
drive her back to her apartment on the way to work the next morning. He 
often worked on Saturdays. That was his alibi. He had, in fact, no intention 
of going to work. 

He found a parking space in front of Lulu's apartment building and waited 
for an invitation. 

"Well ... er, thank you very much, Greg. It was awfully nice of you to bring 
me home." 

"It was, wasn't it? You don't mind if I come up for a cup of coffee, do 
you?" 

"Oh! Well, don't you have to be getting to work?" 

"Why don't you let me worry about that? What's the matter, Lulu?" He reached 
over and squeezed her tit. "Are you still nervous around me, even after all 
we've been through together?" 

She seemed to wilt at the touch of his hand. She clutched it and held it 
close to her tit for a moment. "Of course not, Greg. I just wasn't sure if 
Mattie would like it. After all, you're another woman's husband. My best 
friend's husband." Her latest lover was always Lulu's best friend. 

"I'm sure Mattie wouldn't mind. After all, it's only fair. She's been alone 
with you, hasn't she? Why can't I?" 

Lulu could find no answer to that logic. She breathed a deep sigh of relief. 
Greg had just freed her conscience to do what her instincts told her. 

"Greg?" 

"Hhmm?" He could feel her nipple hardening under his palm. 

"Why don't you come up for a cup of coffee?" 

Lulu's apartment was large and well furnished. Greg realized that the 
redhead's benefactress must be a very wealthy woman. She hadn't paid for 
this place with peanuts. He grabbed for Lulu's arm as she headed for the 
kitchen. "The coffee can wait until later. Come with me." He led her by the 
hand to the bedroom where he stretched out on the bed. "Take off your 
clothes," he told her. 

Trembling with anticipation, Lulu slipped her dress down over her firm, 
upthrusting tits, her narrow waist, her flaring hips. She could feel new 
moisture trickling down the insides of her thighs. Lulu hadn't found a man 
or a woman yet who could outfuck her. She was always ready for more. 

Greg lay back lazily, surveying the luscious woman he was about to subdue. 
He could feel his cock pulsing in his pants as he thought of what he 
intended to do to her. "Get on the bed on your hands and knees, girl!" 

When she was positioned lewdly atop the bedspread, he rose and removed his 
clothing. His cock throbbed as he admired the round trembling moons of her 
buttocks. "You've sure got a sweet ass, baby!" 

"Oh, thank you, Greg. I'm glad you like me." 

"You bet I like you." Already the big man's voice was distorted with lust. 
He could hardly wait to get his cock inside her! 

Lulu quivered excitedly as she felt him lower his weight onto the bed behind 
her. "Oooohhh, Greg! I'm so excited! Aaaiieeee!" She shrieked as she felt 
his fingers delve into her wet pussy-slit. 

"God! You sure are a greedy little cunt, aren't you? Look at how wet this 
pussy is!" He slid his hard prick in along her hairy crack and worked it 
back and forth, coating it with her juices. He prodded the puckered upturned 
hole of her anus with his fingertip. 

"Hhhhhnnnhhh! Ooohh! I love having my asshole played with!" Her obscene 
words seemed to inspire Greg. He shoved his finger right on up inside her 
nether hole and sawed it back and forth. When she was good and open back 
there, he slipped in another finger alongside the first. "Uuuuhhh! Ah, shit, 
baby! That's good!" A light trail of spittle fell from the corner of her 
mouth as she worked her buttocks greedily back onto his fingers. 

"You like that, don't you, baby!" Greg's excitement knew no bounds. He was 
ready to shove it to her. 

"Oh, yes! Aaaaarrrggghhh!" Lulu was not prepared for the sudden swift 
impalement of his cock as he shoved it deep into her asshole in place of his 
fingers. Her whole body seemed to go rigid for a moment, then she let go 
again. She began to moan with pleasure and wiggle back at him. She was 
enjoying the stretching presence of his stiff prick in her asshole! "Oh, 
God, Greg! It's sooo good! I love it like this!" 

The young husband could not believe what he was seeing. His wife's beautiful 
girlfriend was taking his swollen prick in her ass as though it were a 
second cunt. He had never fucked a woman there before. He had expected it to 
hurt Lulu just a little. That would have paid her back for seducing his wife 
without his knowing about it. 

This anal rape, though, was obviously no punishment. Lulu was the groaning, 
writhing sex-fiend she had been last night. All sexuality was apparently a 
turn-on for Lulu. She recognized no barriers to a good time. 

Greg's disappointment at the redhead's reaction was fleeting. He began to 
concentrate on the clinging grip of her anal muscles, tighter than any hole 
he had ever felt before. Her ass was massaging his prick and he gritted his 
teeth to fight off the waves of pleasure and began to fuck her asshole in 
earnest. "Jee-zuz! That's damned good, Lulu baby! I love fucking your sweet 
little asshole!" 

"Oh, ye ... do it to me like that, Greg darling! Fuck my asshole! Uuuhhh! I 
love it! I love it!" 

The redhead lowered her shoulders toward the bedspread and thrust her 
wriggling ass as high in the air as she could get it. She practiced 
tightening her asshole and releasing it, to give the man an extra jolt of 
pleasure. Her tits bobbed enticingly under her torso as she squirmed her 
buttocks to left and right, up and down, getting every iota of sensation 
from that stiff cock. 

Greg lost all account of time as he shoved his achingly rigid penis again 
and again far up into Lulu's clutching asshole. The architect had never 
enjoyed the raunchy tingling of this kind of perverted pleasure before. He 
found it very inspiring. His balls were throbbing with lust as he had never 
felt them throb before. The thought of filling the redhead's asshole with 
his hot roiling cum made him groan in lascivious haste. He wanted to do it 
to her! 

A crazy lewd grin played over Lulu's features as Greg fucked her asshole 
faster and deeper and harder. She realized Greg was deep in the throes of 
abandoned ecstasy. She strove to make her own contortions a pleasure 
incentive that would add to his excitement. Her buttocks slapped back 
harshly against his loins. She was going to make him cum in her! She wanted 
to feel her asshole flow with thick rich semen! 

"Oh, Greg! Do it to me! Cum in meeee!" Lulu shrieked. 

Greg could not resist her pleas. He took one last long lunge deep into her 
belly and filled her squirming asshole with his potent load. He panted 
heavily and licked his lips as she writhed back harder than ever against 
him. She was going to cum, too! 

"Oooohhhh! Ooooohhh! I'm cummmminggg!" Lulu was screaming like a banshee, 
tossing her red curls from side to side as she worked out her release. It 
felt so good to have his wetness inside her asshole. She felt thoroughly 
used. And satisfied. 

They lay motionless on the bed for a while, Greg half-straddling Lulu's 
back. It amazed the young husband to think he had known this woman only 
about three-quarters of one day. And already they had enjoyed almost every 
intimacy possible between man and woman. He rolled over onto his back and 
stroked her gently. Forgotten was his earlier desire for revenge. Lulu's 
lesbian tendencies no longer mattered. She was every bit as much a man's 
woman as a woman's woman. 

"Lulu, you're the sexiest woman I've ever met in my life!" 

She giggled and snuggled her face against his arm. "Oh, thank you, Greg." 

"I've never seen a woman take it in the asshole like that! Doesn't it hurt?" 

"Heck no! I like it!" 

"Is there anything you wouldn't do to get your rocks off, Lulu?" He started 
to laugh. "How about fucking dogs?" That was about the most preposterous 
thing Greg could think of. He was totally unprepared for Lulu's answer. 

"Sure ... I like to fuck dogs just as much as Mattie does." It took only a 
few minutes for her mistake to register. "Oh--oh! I think I just made a 
boo-boo!" 

She tried to sit up to check Greg's face for reaction. His strong arm held 
her close to him. He did not want her to see the emotions working across his 
features. His whole body went rigid for several moments. Then he relaxed. 

So Mattie had still more secrets from him! He would have to settle the score 
with his errant wife! 

Though he had Mattie on his mind, he still had Lulu in his arms. And he 
wasn't about to short-change himself on this adventure. He fucked her twice 
more before he was tired. Then he had her make them both some lunch ... 
while she told him all about dogs and Mattie and Regina and the Peterson 
Kennels. 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

Greg said nothing to Mattie about her secret fetish. He let it remain a 
secret until he was ready to do something about it. He observed his wife 
closely when she was not looking though, trying to figure out how such a 
beautiful woman could want to fuck dogs! 

The thought revolted him at the same time as it excited him. He had even got 
Lulu to jack him off on Saturday when she was telling him about what it was 
like to screw a dog. His excitement had been intense and uncontrollable. 

He had never realized that such things existed in the world. It surprised 
him to find that, not only did they exist, but they somehow thrilled him. 

Tuesday, he decided to take the day off from work. 

"Listen, Mattie, why don't you show me the kennel today? Youmentioned once 
that you'd like me to see it." 

Mattie was a little disappointed at first. Greg's presence at Kay's today 
would mean she could not fuck any of the dogs. She quickly realized she was 
being truly perverse. She should be happy that Greg was finally taking an 
interest in her work. It would be fun, too, to spend a day alone with 
him--in her world instead of his. 

"I'd love to, darling. I want you to meet those wonderful animals. I'm sure 
you'll like them." 

"I'm sure I will." Greg was unusually quiet on the walk over to the kennel. 
He had things on his mind. And he was experiencing a secret surge of 
excitement at the thought of springing Mattie's perversion on her all at 
once. She would undoubtedly be very ashamed of herself. And he would be very 
pleased to help her atone for her sins. 

"See ... here they are." She introduced him to each of the dogs in turn. 

"Big brutes, aren't they? Don't any of Kay's customers like 'em small?" He 
cast a sly, sidelong glance at Mattie. She avoided his gaze. 

"Oh, I don't know. I guess Kay likes to deal with big dogs." 

"Yes, I guess she does. I'll have to meet this Kay Peterson when she gets 
back from her vacation." 

Mattie could not put her finger on it, but there was something slightly 
ominous in her husband's tone. She had the feeling he was making fun of her. 
Since she could think of no reason for his doing that, she decided it must 
be her imagination. She persevered in being cheerful. "Why don't I let 
Daemon out for a while? He's the nicest dog of all. He can come into the 
house with us." 

"Hey! That's a good idea. We'll have a party!" 

She eyed her husband critically. "Greg? Is there something wrong?" 

"No. Why?" 

"I don't know. You're acting strange, that's all." 

"I'm acting strange?" He put heavy emphasis on the I. "I don't think I'm the 
least bit strange. In fact, I'm beginning to think I'm the only one who 
isn't strange." 

Mattie felt a quick rush of chills down her spine. She dismissed from her 
mind the horrible suspicion that Greg might know about her and the dogs. 
That would be just too much! She had been relieved that he had been able to 
accept her affair with Lulu. But that may have been because there was 
something in it for him. There was no way he could accept a dog into their 
marriage! 

"Now that's what I mean, Greg! You're acting really odd." 

"Maybe I need a drink. Why don't I pour one for both of us?" 

"Sure." 

While the couple sat quietly on the couch and sipped their bourbon, the dog 
sat nervously by Mattie's knee. He was giving Greg the once-over. 

Greg stared right back at the big German shepherd. "What's the matter with 
that big brute? Hasn't he ever seen a man before?" 

Mattie started and took a deep slug of her drink. "What in the world makes 
you say that? Of course he has." 

"Well, he's looking at me as if I just got off a spaceship with two heads 
and cat's whiskers." 

"Don't be silly, Greg." 

"Oh, I get it!" Greg snapped his fingers. "He thinks of me as the 
competition! He doesn't like the idea of a man screwing one of his broads!" 
His voice suddenly rose to a roar. "Well, I'm not crazy about the idea of 
sharing my wife with a goddamned dog either!" 

Her husband's outburst frightened Mattie. She tried to get up from the 
couch, but he grabbed her hand and pulled her toward him. "Greg ... don't 
... " she whimpered as she struggled against his hand. 

"What's the matter? You don't like me touching you now? You'd rather make it 
with a fucking animal? Is that it--?" For his wife to be playing around with 
another woman was one thing! But to be taking other cocks up into her cunt 
was something else! Something he wasn't going to stand for! 

"Take off your fucking clothes!" he growled. 

"No ... please ... I don't want to." Mattie was terrified of what Greg might 
do to her in his condition. She began to fear for the dog, too. She couldn't 
stand to see him hurting the animals! "Please, Greg ... don't hurt us!" 

He jerked hard on her arm. Then he started tearing her shirt off. "Don't 
worry, cunt!" he spat. "I'm not going to hurt you! Now get those clothes 
off!" 

Daemon tried growling at him once, but when the big man shook his fist at 
him, he crept quietly behind the couch. 

Feeling more ashamed than she ever had in her life, Mattie removed what was 
left of her shirt and pulled down her jeans. She left her panties on. 

"Get those fucking panties off! Do you think I'm going to let you go around 
bare-twatted for your girl friends when you won't do it for me?" 

She removed her flimsy panties and stood before her husband, shivering, her 
arms wrapped around her torso. It was not cold in the room. But Greg's anger 
was chilling her to the marrow. 

"Now get down onto hands and knees, you bitch!" 

She obeyed at once. But she did not feel good about it. She had never felt 
more depraved than right now. Her husband's anger made her feel the full 
brunt of the sordid antics she had been involved in over the past days and 
weeks. She knew she could not blame him for being mad, for wanting to debase 
her. She deserved it. She was a wanton whore. A little ripple of emotion 
darted through Mattie's loins as she kneeled naked on the rug. She could 
feel a slight brush of air over her bare twat and, despite herself, she 
shivered with pleasure. She moaned softly. 

"Enjoying yourself, are you, twat?" Greg was enjoying his wife's 
humiliation. He sat and watched her for several minutes as she kneeled, head 
hanging with shame. 

She squirmed at the cruel truth of his words. "No, I'm not enjoying myself. 
I just want you to let me be! I'm scared!" 

"Maybe you deserve to be scared, cunt. Maybe it'll remind you next time not 
to go around acting like a whore behind my back." 

Mattie could say nothing. 

"My, my, what would your friend Regina say if she could see you now? It 
would probably turn her on! Sounds like anything turns that cunt on!" 

Her agony forgotten, Mattie looked quickly up at him. "How did you know 
about--" 

"Never mind, cunt. I'm asking the questions this morning. And I'm telling 
you what to do. I want you to get that big-assed dog to fuck you." 

The young wife was horrified. "No ... no ... I couldn't ... please!" 

"Of course you can, Mattie. You've done it plenty of times before. And you 
better get cracking or I'm going to beat that round little ass of yours 
until it turns black and blue." Greg was enjoying his mastery. He was 
uncovering an unknown part of himself ... the sadist. He wanted to make his 
wife suffer long and hard for deceiving him, for being a shameless cunt. His 
cock throbbed and swelled in his pants as he sat calmly watching Mattie's 
humiliation. 

Mattie searched her mind feverishly for a way out of her predicament. It 
seemed there was none. Lulu, faithful Lulu, must have snitched on her, and 
now she was going to have to take her punishment. Weakly, she called the dog 
to come to her. He emerged sheepishly from his hiding place behind the 
couch. His reluctance seemed to disappear as he nosed the wet aromatic slit 
of her pussy. His cock soon emerged hard and red from his furry cock-sheath. 

"He likes the smell of you, baby! He's got a hard-on!" Greg shivered with 
the lustful effect of the picture before him. The dog was obviously ready to 
fuck! "Is your pussy good and wet?" 

Shamefully, Mattie had to admit that it was. Despite the shame and 
humiliation of her position, she was deriving a peculiar masochistic thrill 
from being dominated like this by her husband. She could feel her juices 
seeping from between her fleshy pussy-lips and dribbling down her thighs. 
She experienced an added twinge of arousal as the dog's nose poked along her 
snatch. "Uuuuuhhh!" 

"Jeez!" It was more exciting than a porn movie to watch his own wife turning 
on to the wanton perversion of kneeling before a horny German shepherd. 
Greg's cock ached in his pants. He pulled it out and stroked it lightly, his 
eyes shifting back and forth between his wife's ass and the dog's red cock. 
"Okay, baby ... get him to hump you. Now!" 

Mattie recognized the lust in Greg's voice. She felt a new surge of wetness 
between her pussy-lips as she patted her ass and coaxed the dog to mount 
her. As his heavy cudgel rammed searchingly in along her cunt-furrow, she 
squirmed backward. There was no point in her opposing this ultimate 
degradation. She might even get hurt if she did. Her husband wanted to see 
her fuck a dog, and she might as well cooperate with him. The sooner it 
happened, the sooner it would be over! 

Reaching back, she grasped Daemon's stiff prick and guided it to the slick 
hole of her cunt. At once, the dog drove his rigid cock-shaft right on up 
inside, spreading the clinging walls of her pussy. "Aaaaaggghhh! Uuuhhh!" 
His prick was in her! Automatically, Mattie began to respond to the hard 
shaft. She wriggled her ass encouragingly. The dog began to ram deep and 
hard into her wet opening. 

Greg's hand gripped more tightly around his own turgid cock-shaft as he 
watched the dog's cock impale his wife's cunt. The look of distorted lust on 
Mattie's face as soon as she had that bestial rod inside her made his prick 
throb urgently. "Jee-zuz, woman! You're incredible! That sweet ass of yours 
is moving like there's no tomorrow!" 

Only half aware of her husband's incredulous encouragement, Mattie closed 
her eyes and savored the dog's filling hard cock. It was the unopposable 
force and regularity of Daemon's fucking that she loved so much. It carried 
her right beyond herself. She was no longer responsible for what was 
happening to her. The dog could not be stopped now even if she wanted to. 
And she didn't want to! 

Let her husband call her a whore! Let him shame her! She couldn't help it! 
This was the way she was. That was all. 

"Fuck him, baby! Fuck him! That's a girl!" Greg's cruelty faded as lust took 
full control of his senses. All that was important now was the pulsing cock 
in his hand. And he realized suddenly there was something Mattie could do 
about that too. 

Quickly he removed his clothes and knelt down on the rug in front of his 
kneeling wife. He thrust the hard shaft of his cock toward her lips. She 
began to nibble on him almost at once. The soft fluttering sensations of her 
mouth made him groan in ecstasy. "Jeez, baby, that's good!" 

Mattie was unprepared for the stiff prick her husband offered her to suck. 
But she accepted his shaft gladly, as though it were a pat on the back. It 
somehow made her feel that Greg still loved her, if he would let her suck 
his cock. 

Greg watched dumbfounded as Mattie squirmed her shapely ass back at the 
dog's hard-driving cock. Her intense excitement was transmitted to Greg 
through his cock. She was licking and lapping and loving his organ as though 
it were the crown jewels and her mouth the royal duster. It was all he could 
do to hold on, to keep himself hard for her just a little longer. He wasn't 
going to let any dog outlast him! 

He looked over Mattie's back at the lax, concentrated expression on the dog. 
The big animal looked totally engrossed in the pleasurable sensations coming 
to him from Mattie's cunt. 

"Uuuhh, baby! Do it! Do it! Suck my cock!" Greg rasped. 

"Mmmmmm," Mattie moaned, not raising her head from his cock long enough to 
speak, but her greedy moans told Greg how thoroughly she was enjoying what 
was happening. Her whole body was a writhing mass of response, working with 
devilish energy. 

"Aaaaahhhhh! Mmmmmm!" She let her mouth slip off his cock for just an 
instant, then it was back there again. But the ecstatic look on her face 
told her husband what he needed to know. She was cumming! 

Greg shoved his cock deep into her mouth again and again, letting the 
excitement overwhelm him. He watched amazed as the dog rutted hard into 
Mattie's pussy, obviously cumming. And Greg was not going to be far behind 
him. "Uuuuuhh, shit ... yeah! I'm cumming, baby! I'm cumming!" He held 
Mattie's head close to his cock until he had filled her full of his jetting 
sperm. Then he collapsed down onto the rug, exhausted. He knew right then 
that this would be a day he would never forget. 

He felt his wife crawl up to him and curl into his arms. "Do you still love 
me, honey?" she asked anxiously. 

He reached down and kissed her. "Sure, I do. You think I couldn't love a 
woman who just gave me the most incredible orgasm of my life?!" 

She smiled languidly. "I'm glad you love me." Her eyes closed. She was 
drowsy. 

"I love you so much, I might even buy you a dog." 

"That would be nice." 

"Yeah, maybe I'll buy Lulu one too." 

"You're a very generous man, Greg." She slept a short, deep sleep of 
contentment. 

 CHAPTER NINE 

Mattie was a totally satisfied woman. 

Her sex life had never been so good. 

Now that Greg knew and accepted all the new aspects to her sexuality, there 
were so many wonderful ways they could play. He helped her fuck all the male 
dogs. He watched the bitch, Koko, lick Mattie's twat. And it all seemed to 
turn him on as much as it did Mattie. 

He fucked her at the kitchen table one morning before he headed for work. It 
was a good, raunchy session. "Don't want you forgetting about your 
ever-loving husband while you're over there with all those big-pricked 
dogs," he said. 

"How could I ever forget about you, baby? My pussy will be twitching for the 
rest of the day." 

The brunette had just finished cleaning out the kennels when there came a 
loud ring at the front doorbell. She found a pretty, shy-looking blonde 
standing on the landing. Surely this woman was not the owner of one of the 
dogs! "Are you looking for someone?" Mattie asked politely. She was 
convinced the woman had the wrong house. The blonde looked like she was 
about eighteen or nineteen. And her modest grin looked like that of a 
sheltered virgin. 

"Yes. I'm looking for Kay Peterson. My name is Sue Wicker." 

Mattie was afraid her surprise showed. "Oh ... well, Mrs. Peterson is out of 
the country at the moment. I'm her friend. Maybe I can help you." 

The younger woman looked down at the ground and picked nervously at the 
straps of her handbag. Clearly, she was embarrassed. 

Feeling like a mother hen, Mattie reached for the girl's arm and led her 
firmly into the house. "Come on back to my office," she said. "I'll fix you 
a nice cup of tea, and we can talk. I'm Mattie." 

Some of the girl's nervousness seemed to disappear. She smiled gratefully. 
"Thank you, Mattie." She sat on the couch in the office and looked up at 
Mattie. "I don't want to be any bother." 

"Nonsense. I get lonely here sometimes looking after the dogs. I can use 
some company. Now, would you like tea or coffee?" 

The blonde looked wistfully at the bar. "Could I have something stronger ... 
please?" 

Mattie could never have imagined booze passing those virginal, pouting lips. 
"Why, of course. How about a nice pink lady?" 

"My favorite's Scotch. Do you have that?" 

"Sure." Mattie poured them each a Scotch and sat next to the girl on the 
couch. "Now, tell me, what brings you here?" 

The young blonde took a long swig of her Scotch before replying. "Well ... I 
guess I should tell you first that my husband is in the merchant marine. 
Sometimes I don't see him for months at a time." 

Married, too! "I didn't realize you were married. Your hands ... " 

"I didn't wear my wedding rings today. I ... I didn't want Doug involved in 
what I ... want to do." 

Mattie surveyed the lush young body concealed in the demure, long-sleeved 
dress. She felt a warning twinge in her pussy. The amount of embarrassment 
the younger woman was showing told Mattie she had something heavy on her 
mind. And at the Peterson Kennels, that heaviness was bound to have 
something to do with sex. "And what do you want to do?" Her heart stood 
still as she awaited the girl's answer. 

The blonde's eyes looked into Mattie's, then shifted quickly away. She 
opened her mouth to speak, but no words emerged. 

Sliding a little closer to her visitor on the couch, Mattie reached over and 
covered the girl's hand with her own. "Look, honey ... I don't want to make 
things hard for you. You don't have to be frightened with me. I'm very 
trustworthy. Anything you tell me stays right here, between you and me." 

A weak smile brightened the girl's lovely, pallid face. "I trust you. It's 
just that ... it's hard ... " 

"Does it have something to do with the dogs? Do you want to buy a dog?" 

The answer tumbled from the girl's lips. "Yes ... but not just any dog ... a 
special kind of dog." 

"Honey ... here, all our dogs are special. And wanting one is nothing to be 
ashamed of. Dogs have been man's best friend for a long time. What they 
don't talk about is ... they're woman's best friend too." 

The young blonde's big blue eyes searched Mattie's wonderingly. "You 
understand? You know?" 

Mattie squeezed her hand. The feel of the soft thigh beneath the hand 
titillated her. She was such a lovely young girl! "Of course. I've made love 
to every dog in this kennel. I love them all." 

Mattie watched Sue struggle to come to terms with this new information. She 
decided she should give her a few minutes to digest the idea. In the 
meantime, she had someone she would like the girl to meet. "I'll be right 
back, honey. You just relax." 

When Mattie returned with the young German shepherd called Jonas, she found 
Sue standing by the desk. She had a look on her face that was something less 
than human. She was staring at a piece of paper in her hand. 

"What's the matter, honey?" Mattie left Jonas lying on the rug and rushed to 
the girl's side. She found her looking at a Polaroid snap of Lulu fucking 
the Doberman, Stud. It was one of the photos Regina had taken! Mattie 
thought she had taken all of them with her when she left. "Oh, Sue, honey. I 
... " Thinking the picture had been too much for the young housewife, she 
tried to lead her gently to the couch. 

Sue stopped dead in her tracks and stared at Mattie. Her face wore a 
strange, glazed expression. "You know, Mattie? This is the dream I've been 
having for weeks and months." She held the photo up to Mattie's face. "This 
is what I've been wanting. And you have it ... right here." 

Mattie was beginning to understand that what she had mistaken for horror in 
Sue's behavior was really overwhelming excitement. The younger woman had 
just come face to face with her fantasy as a reality. She was trying to 
digest her new awareness. Everything she had dreamed about could be hers. 
"Come on over here; Sue. This is Jonas. See ... isn't he a nice dog?" 

"Oh yes, he's beautiful!" Sue fell onto her knees and caressed the dog's 
neck and head. She looked up at Mattie, her eyes hazy with arousal. "Can I 
play with him, Mattie? Can I?" 

Mattie kneeled down next to the woman and caressed her shoulders. "Of course 
you can, darling." This was beyond the brunette's boldest hopes. Her cunt 
had been throbbing with excitement ever since she opened the front door to 
Sue. Now that she realized Sue was after the same kind of thrills she was, 
she let her lust run rampant. She pulled the blonde close to her and kissed 
her deeply. After an initial stiffness, the other woman melted into the 
embrace. Her tongue searched Mattie's throat hungrily. 

Sue looked stunned when at last their lips parted. "I didn't know it could 
be so wonderful to kiss a woman," she murmured. 

"Well, men have been doing it since the garden of Eden. There had to be 
something to it." Mattie's humor helped the blonde relax. She cooperated as 
Mattie began to remove her dress and shoes, then her pantyhose and her bra. 
She knelt naked on the rug, obviously enjoying Mattie's admiring stare. 

"Do you like me, Mattie?" Sue cupped her tits in her hands, as though 
holding them out for Mattie's inspection. 

The older woman drank in the lush, white beauty of Sue's nakedness. Then, 
with a low groan, she accepted the proffered tit and began to suck greedily. 
Her hand searched for and found the sweet slender slit of Sue's pussy. It 
was already moist with excitement. Mattie's fingers penetrated deep up 
inside, relishing the way her new lover's juices flowed down over her hand. 

"Oooohhhh, Mattie!" The innocent wife began to squirm her pussy down onto 
the invading fingers, squealing with pleasure. Her hands caressed Mattie's 
hair as the older woman slaved over her tits. Sue could feel pleasure pangs 
darting back and forth between her breasts and her cunt, driving her wild 
with hunger for rutting, raw sex. 

Mattie was delighted with the way Sue was responding to her abandoned 
lovemaking. This was the first time the brunette had seduced a woman before 
... a woman who was innocent of the more forbidden pleasures of the senses. 
It gave her a rushing tantalizing surge of power to feel the beautiful 
teenager quivering under her touch. 

From the corner of her eyes, Mattie caught sight of Jonas pacing 
impatiently, trying to get up the courage to force his attentions upon the 
women. Mattie's pussy spasmed at the thought of initiating the shy beauty to 
the thrills of dog-fucking. That was what she wanted to do! Now that Sue was 
thoroughly aroused, she wanted to see her fuck the dog! 

Gently, she pulled away from her moaning, trembling lover. She pulled out 
the little saddle-style stool from beside the couch. It was easy for her to 
persuade Sue to lay herself over it, her shapely ass extending high in the 
air. The blonde was so hot and bothered, she was up for anything Mattie 
might suggest. 

When Sue was in position, Mattie beckoned to Jonas. She helped the dog mount 
Sue's firm, wriggling white ass. Then she watched, mesmerized as Jonas's 
stiff red prick began to saw eagerly back and forth between the younger 
woman's trembling ass-cheeks. His actions became more feverish as his first 
few thrusts failed to find their mark. 

"Oooohhh ... ohhhh, noooOO ... what are you doing to me?" Sue's voice said 
no, but her wanton writhing motions were indicating a very firm yes. She 
thrust her ass back, trying to capture the dog's stiff prick, but with no 
success. Finally, she looked piteously back at Mattie. "Help him!" she 
mewled. "Please help him do it to me!" 

Unable to resist the lurid plea, Mattie grasped hold of Jonas's hard, 
tapered rod and guided it toward the pink fleshy hole. Her own cunt flared 
with vicarious pleasure, as she remembered what ecstasy the blonde was about 
to experience. She kneeled down low and watched Jonas sink his long turgid 
shaft deep into Sue's wet clinging hole. 

"Ooooohhh! Oh God-d-d! He's in meee!" Despite the initial pain Mattie felt 
sure Sue must feel her first time with a dog, the young blonde went wild 
with frantic lust. She clutched the supporting stool and thrust her ass back 
at his impaling loins with all her might. She whined and wailed and bleated 
out her mounting ecstasy. "Oooohhh! Uuuhh! God, I'm cummmingg-g!" 

Mattie was awed by the power of her young lover's need. Obviously it had 
been a long time since Sue had had the fucking she needed. Her greedy little 
pussy was sucking on that tireless dog cock like it was starving to death! 
And Jonas was trying to keep up with her. She smiled fondly at the dog. She 
imagined Jonas had never experienced a wild pussy like this wild pussy. Nor 
had he ever had to work so hard! 

"Oooohh, that's a baby!" Mattie encouraged the wriggling girl. "Make your 
pussy feel good, honey! Fuck that sweet dog-cock!" 

In the midst of her absorbed passion, Sue looked back at Mattie and grinned 
contentedly. "Mmmmm ... Mattie, darling ... It feels so good! I never 
thought it would feel this good! God, I love it!" Again she faded back into 
her own lusty world. Her ass churned more furiously than ever. Within 
moments, she was cumming again! "Aaaarrrggghhh!" she wailed. 

The other woman's abandon was definitely contagious. Mattie could hold 
herself in check no longer. She removed her own clothes and began to tickle 
her clitoris with her fingertip. She began to toy with the idea of 
presenting her pussy for Sue to eat. The blonde had had no experience that 
way, but maybe in her present lustful condition she would take to it without 
questioning. 

Throwing caution to the winds, Mattie crawled around in front of Sue and 
poised her cunt mere inches from Sue's head. The enraptured teenager stared 
at her pubic mound dully for a moment. Then she seemed to get the idea. She 
looked up at her new friend. "Oooohh, yessss ... I want to make you feel 
good too, Mattie darling!" 

As Mattie thrust her cunt closer, Sue extended her tongue. The effect was 
instantaneous. "Aaaaggghhh! Oh Sue! Do it to meee!" The younger woman seemed 
to have an uncanny talent for all things sexual. She was giving Mattie head 
like she h ad never had it before! The brunette parted her own pussy-lips 
wide, giving Sue better access to her craving slit. Sue's tongue worked 
tirelessly around her clitoris, up and down her moist throbbing 
pussy-furrow. Mattie moaned a long low moan of ecstasy. She had found 
herself a new lover! And what a lover! "Uuuuhhh!" 

From her position, Mattie was staring right into the German shepherd's 
muzzle. The dog and she were sharing a new raunchy sexuality. Once they had 
been lovers. Now they were sharing another woman, taking simultaneous 
pleasure from the teenager's lovely pinioned body. The very depravity of the 
situation made Mattie's cunt throb wetly. 

While the dog's cock skewered rhythmically in and out of Sue's inviting 
pussy, Mattie held the blonde's head close to her own cunt. She could feel a 
crisis building deep inside. And she wanted to make sure that Sue kept 
working until she had an orgasm. "Mmmmm ... yeah, baby ... suck me ... suck 
me!" 

"Mmmmpphhh!" Sue made no effort to break free of Mattie's grip. She was 
devoting herself slavishly to the older woman's every whim and desire. She 
had what she wanted ... that hard cock reaming her pussy wide. It only added 
to the perverse pleasure to be able to eat pussy at the same time. Gurgling 
moans escaped from deep in her throat as she worked. For the third time in 
this incredible bestial trilogy, she was about to cum! 

The stabbing tongue worrying her pussy-hole was having its effect. Mattie's 
body began to tremble convulsively. An explosion swept through her guts, 
wrenching her clit to pleasurable satiety. "Uuuuhhh! Oh, Sue darling ... 
you're making me cummmm!" 

Her woman lover's crisis was the trigger for Sue. She too began to wriggle 
her hips wantonly, in her third and most intense orgasm of the day. She 
slammed her ass hard back at the dog. To her amazement, she could feel a new 
hot wetness in her cunt, a charging pace hanging into her hole. Jonas too 
was cumming! 

When Sue finally crawled off the strange fucking stool, she was a changed 
woman. She was no longer shy and confused about her sexual needs. She knew 
what she wanted. She wiped the hair and sweat from her forehead and grinned 
at Mattie. 

"How much for that dog?" she asked. 

"I don't know, Sue darling. I'm not authorized to do any selling. You'll 
have to wait until Kay gets back." 

"I can wait. If you'll let me come back and visit ... often." 

"Oh yes, baby. You can visit me any time you want." With a low moan, Mattie 
crawled in between the young blonde's thighs. She wanted to lick the dog cum 
from her lover's pussy. As turned on as she was, she wasn't ready to stop 
yet. Sue didn't know it, but she had a long day in front of her. 

 CHAPTER TEN 

Greg and Mattie were waiting for Lulu to arrive. She was a frequent visitor 
nowadays. Their threesomes had become a family ritual. 

Mattie poured a drink for herself and her husband. She sat next to him on 
the sofa. "You know, Greg? There's something that's been on my mind for a 
long time." 

"What's that, sweetheart?" He ran his hand playfully up in between Mattie's 
thighs. The young husband had never found his wife sexier than he did these 
days, with the dogs and Lulu to keep variety in their life. 

"I still can't believe that Lulu snitched on me. What in the world made her 
tell you about me and the dogs?" 

Greg grinned. "She wasn't in her right mind at the time. As I recall, I had 
just fucked her in the ass." 

Mattie's eyes narrowed with suspicion. She pushed his hand away from her 
cunt. "I don't remember you fucking Lulu in the ass." 

"You weren't there." At last Greg was getting his sweet revenge. 

"Why you ... you liar!" 

"What do you mean liar? I never told you I didn't go over to Lulu's by 
myself." 

"That's a bloody sneaky way to get around the truth." Lewd visions began to 
dance in the brunette's head. She wasn't really angry with her husband. How 
could she be? She had kept enough secrets from him in her time. "You've 
never fucked me in the ass!" she whined as she placed his hand back over her 
cunt. 

"That's right. I haven't, have I? That's an oversight I'll have to correct." 

Lulu arrived just then, and the subject was dropped. But Mattie's pussy 
still tingled with lewd speculation. So there was something new under the 
sun! 

The three of them decided to go over to the kennels and help Mattie look 
after the dogs. Greg put his arm around the bubbly redhead and squeezed her 
tit as they watched Mattie release the black Lab, Regal, from his quarters. 

"You know what, beautiful?" he told the squirming young lovely. "I'm going 
to buy you a dog of your very own one of these days. Would you like that?" 

"Oh, Greg!" Lulu clapped her hands together like an excited child. "That 
would be wonderful. I've always wanted a puppy of my very own!" 

"And you could train him to do all your favorite tricks," he suggested 
lewdly. 

They followed Mattie and Regal into the office. 

"What's your pleasure, beautiful?" Greg asked his wife as she pulled the 
fucking stool from its place by the couch. "Is Regal for you?" 

"No. I thought Lulu might like to try Regal out. He's a wonderful lover, 
Lulu," she told the redhead as she walked up to her and enveloped her in her 
arms. "I'd like to see you fuck him. Would you do that for me?" 

Lulu began to tremble with excitement. She was eager to please Mattie and 
herself. "Sure, Mattie. Whatever you say." 

"Good. Then why don't we take off all these bothersome clothes?" 

Greg and Mattie joined forces to strip her scanty clothing from Lulu's lush 
body. Mattie helped her position herself on hands and knees on the rug. Lulu 
had tried to place herself over the stool, but Mattie turned her away. 
"That's for me, darling." When the naked redhead was trembling expectantly 
on the rug, Mattie began to rub the black labrador's cock. It didn't take 
long before Regal was sporting an awesome erection. Mattie's cunt tingled at 
the thought of where the throbbing dog-penis in her hand would be heading in 
the next few minutes. Right up into Lulu's hot clasping pussy! 

"Oooohh, Lulu!" she moaned wantonly. "Regal has such a nice hard prick, 
baby! He's all ready for you!" 

Thoroughly aroused now, Lulu looked around at her lovely tormentor. "Oh, 
Mattie, make him fuck me! Please!" 

That was what Mattie wanted to hear. She enjoyed listening to women begging 
for cock. She enjoyed giving it to them. She urged the animal to mount 
Lulu's squirming ass. Then she guided his stiff prick toward the warm 
welcoming hole. 

"Uuuuhhh! Yesss! Oh jee-zuz, I'm cummmingg-g!" Lulu thrust her ass back 
again and again onto the animal's rock-hard member. Her orgasm seemed to 
stay with her. Each turgid thrust seemed to drive her farther and farther 
from reality. She moaned endlessly and worked like a madwoman to keep that 
dog-prick soaring into her as far and as fast as possible. 

While Mattie watched Lulu's excited contortions, she began to remove her own 
clothing. She knelt over the fucking stool, facing Lulu, and waved her ass 
salaciously in the air. She looked up at her husband and saw the lust in his 
eyes. "I want you to fuck me in the ass!" she told him hoarsely. 

Greg's already stiff cock jerked eagerly at his wife's obscene words. He 
tore off his clothes and knelt behind her, eager to obey her lurid whim. The 
thought of burying his prick in snug ass-flesh turned him on! 

He guided his bulbous cock-tip toward Mattie's tight asshole and prodded 
gently. Mattie groaned in submissive arousal. Eager as he was to spread her 
ass-walls wide, he decided he had better prepare her first. He shoved two 
fingers deep into her cunt, to wet them generously. Then he prodded one 
against her puckered asshole. 

The barriers gave way and his finger glided deep into her ass. Her tissues 
hugged him snugly, then gradually relaxed, titillated by the inciting 
friction. He sent the second finger up to join the first and wriggled them 
around. 

The unnatural pressure in her rectum aroused Mattie and she began to screw 
her ass eagerly back onto Greg's impaling fingers. "Uuuuhh, Greg darling! 
Feels good! Fuck me there, baby! Fuck my ass!" 

Satisfied that she was ready, Greg coated his prick with the copious juices 
from her cunt and pressed his cock-tip against her nether hole. The 
resistance was short-lived. His fingers had already prepared her for 
pleasure. 

But not for the sudden pain that washed over her lewdly positioned body. 
"Aaaagggghhh! Nooo! It hurts, Greg! Please stop!" 

It was too late now for the lusty young husband to think about stopping. He 
pushed his swollen prick slowly but steadily deep into her grasping 
ass-flesh. The tantalizing grip of her anal muscles on his invading member 
made him grunt with passion. "Uhmmm! This is too good!" 

Even in her lust-dimmed state, Lulu was aware that Mattie was learning to 
take a cock in the ass. At first her friend's protests of pain worried her. 
But then they became part of her own building pleasure. It always had to 
hurt a little at first, anything worth having. And Lulu knew there was 
nothing better than a good solid ass-fucking. She grinned wantonly over at 
her girl friend and her toiling husband. "Oooohh, yeah! It's good! Screw her 
ass, Greg! She's going to learn to love it!" 

Greg's increasing tempo as he fucked into Mattie's upturned ass indicated he 
was taking Lulu's advice. The thrill of Mattie's tight ass-clench and the 
thought that he was fucking a virgin ass combined to make his cock pound 
into her savagely. 

There had never been a greater pleasure for Greg than what he was 
experiencing now. As he sank his penis deep into Mattie's asshole, he 
watched Lulu kneeling in front of the dog, reveling in his bestial 
skewering. He was surrounded by the sights and sounds and smells of orgy. It 
was so damned good! 

Even Mattie's cries of pain were turning to low mewls of pleasure. 

Much to her surprise, Mattie found that her first pain was fast becoming a 
dim memory. Gradually she was learning to respond to the strange masochistic 
pleasure that Greg's deep-delving cock was dealing her virgin asshole. She 
began to push back tentatively, forcing her ass walls to give way into her 
husband's swollen cock. The more she cooperated, the better she felt. His 
cock was going deep. Her whole body trembled with the new perverse thrill. 

"Uuuuummm ... oh, ye ... do it to me, Greg darling! Fuck my ass!" 

Meanwhile, Lulu slammed her ass hard back against the dog's tirelessly 
ploughing penis. She had had orgasm after orgasm, but each, she knew, was 
only a prelude to the awesome tide growing deep in her belly. The harder the 
dog fucked, the louder she moaned, the more wantonly she wiggled. She could 
feel it. It wouldn't be long now! 

Greg was intensely excited by the lewd picture of his wife bent over the 
stool, taking his prick far into her ass. His penis throbbed with the 
caressing clasps of her ass muscles on his growing hardness. It had grown to 
the point now where it ached with a throbbing pleasure. Ached to blow, to 
fill the lovely ass before him with thick warm cum. 

The very thought worked its miracle on Greg. "Uuuuhh! Oh baby, I'm doing it! 
I'm filling that sweet asshole of yours!" 

Taking her husband's cum in her stretched anus pushed Mattie over. Her body 
shuddered and relaxed in a tumultuous wave of pleasure-dealing release. 
"God, it's good! Uuuuuhhh!" She collapsed across the stool, her face 
wreathed in a dreamy smile. 

"Oooohh, darlings! Darlings, I'm cumming too!" Greg and Mattie had 
temporarily forgotten all about Lulu. But she was cumming too, along with 
the dog. They rutted out their passion in a quick surge of heated energy. 

The office turned suddenly quiet. 

Greg was the first to recover. He began to saw his fingers in and out of 
Mattie's cunt. He had only begun to tap his sexual energy. 

 CHAPTER ELEVEN 

Lulu watched jealously as Greg returned from the bathroom and headed 
straight for his wife. He knelt between Mattie's thighs and began to lick 
her pussy. Mattie writhed wantonly under him, her eyes smiling, unseeing. 
Both of them had obviously forgotten all about her. 

If there was one thing Lulu hated, it was being ignored. She had learned to 
tolerate having her mind ignored. But, when she was in a sexual situation, 
she expected to be loved and pampered. She was a beautiful woman, with 
feelings that were easily hurt. And she felt hurt now. She had thought Greg 
and Mattie really loved her. But now she realized they were only using her 
for a sexual diversion. This was not the first time she had been so used, 
but that didn't make it hurt any the less. 

In many ways, Lulu was still a child. When she wanted attention, she got it. 
No matter what lengths she had to go to. 

She ran out the back to the kennels and unlocked all the cages. She herded 
the remaining four dogs into the office. Her lips curved in a wicked smile 
as she watched Mattie and Greg jump to their feet, shock and indignation on 
their faces. 

Mattie was outraged. "Lulu! What are you doing?!" 

Lulu suddenly became a repentant schoolgirl. She hung her head and prodded 
her toe into the carpet. "Well, you guys were playing with each other ... so 
... I thought I'd bring the doggies in to play with me." Her self-pity 
roused tears to her eyes, that began to dribble down her flushed cheeks. 

Simultaneously, Greg and Mattie realized what they had done to the young 
beauty. They felt guilty about shutting her out, though they certainly had 
not intended to do so. In their new intimacy, they had become completely and 
blindly absorbed in each other. Making their way through yelping and lapping 
dogs, they walked over to Lulu and put their arms around her. She buried her 
face in Greg's chest. He began to caress her full tits. In no time his 
erection was back. And it was Lulu who was the center of his attention. 

Mattie realized at once what was happening. It was not to her liking. She 
was not going to be edged out by the beautiful redhead, no matter how badly 
her feelings were hurt. "Greg!" Her voice held a warning. 

Engrossed as he was in Lulu's ripe tits and sweet-tasting mouth, Greg heard 
what Mattie was saying to him. His mind searched feverishly for a solution 
to his dilemma. Suddenly, he had it. There was no reason why he couldn't 
keep both women satisfied. With a little help from a couple of the dogs. 

He kneeled on the rug and had the women kneel, one on either side of him, 
facing him. He inserted two fingers into each of their pussies and began to 
work them back and forth. It was a lewd thrill to feel a damp cunt on each 
hand begin to spew forth its juices. He looked from one lust-contorted face 
to the other. They were hot ... both of them. 

Like a sheik in a harem, Greg reveled in the lusty power of having two 
wanton lovelies right on the tips of his fingers. He looked around him at 
the five dogs, who were now sitting quietly, watching them. Mattie had given 
them their commands, but Greg could see they were hot to trot. 

His fingers squirmed lasciviously in the girls' pussies. "Does it feel good, 
girls?" he asked. He was teasing them. There was no doubt that it was 
feeling very good indeed. 

"Oh yes, Greg. Ooooh, my pussy's so wet and excited." 

"Greg darling, you're teasing us. Now what are you going to do to get us 
off?" Greg observed that his wife was becoming very down-to-earth in matters 
of her own pleasure. She no longer beat around the bush. He smiled at her. 

"Don't worry, baby. You're going to be well taken care of." He coaxed them 
both down onto hands and knees. "How would you like to both take on the dogs 
at once? Mmmm? That should satisfy those hot little twats of yours, 
shouldn't it?" 

He could tell by the expression on the women's faces that the idea turned 
them on. They began to squirm their asses lewdly in the air. Greg chose 
Daemon and Jonas, the two German shepherds, to do the honors. While the 
other dogs fretted skittishly in their places, Daemon and Jonas mounted the 
women. They began the frantic hump to sink their cocks in hot wet pussy. The 
search was not long. Greg guided both to their marks simultaneously. As the 
cocks drove home, the women howled like a couple of banshees. 

"Ooooohhhh, it's ni-i-i-ce! Greg, it's so good!" Lulu cried, churning her 
buttocks back at Daemon's cock with the fury of an unleashed whirlwind. She 
chanted low as her body slammed against the dog's prick. She was in her own 
world of total, absorbing passion. 

"Mmmm ... aaaahhhh!" After the perverted thrill of being fucked in the ass 
by her husband, Mattie was ready for a good long session of gut-hard 
cunt-fucking. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the hard filling 
cudgel working its way again and again deep into her lust-swollen hole. She 
cooed and grunted like a bitch in heat, enjoying her depravity, enjoying the 
wanton scene. Her husband was overseeing her and Lulu's encounters with the 
dogs like an orchestra maestro. She and Lulu and Jonas and Daemon were 
Greg's slaves. The idea was a turn-on. Like a good slave, Mattie did what 
her master wanted. He wanted her to feel good. And she did. 

Kneeling between the two women, Greg turned his head from one girl to the 
other, enjoying their eager abandon. He fondled their tits lewdly, pinched 
their nipples, and watched them squeal with delight. His own cock was hard 
and throbbing in his lap. But he let it lay unattended, enjoying the strong 
pangs of desire rushing through his being. He would get his, eventually. He 
could wait. The longer he waited, the better it would feel. 

So absorbed was he in the scene with the women, Greg did not notice the male 
and female Doberman get into a scene of their own. They had found a corner, 
and were rutting enthusiastically, following the example of the two women 
and their canine lovers. The only dog who did not have a partner now was 
Regal. He paced anxiously from one couple to the other, nosing genitals, 
looking for his turn. 

Lulu began to howl excitedly. "Oooohh, he's cumming in me! He's cumming in 
me!" As soon as the big German shepherd had pumped her full of his roiling 
load, he dismounted the kneeling redhead's buttocks. At once, Regal took his 
place. The Labrador humped forward, sinking his tapered red prick deep in 
her wet pussy in one smooth stroke. "Uuuuuhhh! Mmmmm!" Even now Lulu was not 
tired. She devoted the same enthusiastic vigor to this lover as she had to 
the previous one. Her churning hips never slowed their pace. 

The orgy was going full tilt now. The room was alive with panting and 
moaning, growling and humping. No one noticed when a tall shapely blonde 
walked into the room and stood watching the incredible scene for several 
minutes. 

"Well, I'm glad to see no one missed me while I was gone!" she said at last, 
in a loud ringing voice. Everybody froze, though the dogs kept fucking their 
two women lovers. 

"Kay!" Mattie groaned feebly. "You said in your telegram you wouldn't be 
back till Saturday!" 

"I got bored with that sun and sand routine. Got homesick for 
home-sweet-home. Only home was never quite as wild as this." She looked 
inquisitively at the kneeling, naked man. "Where did you come from?" 

"I'm Greg, Mattie's husband." Greg was not the least bit disturbed by the 
woman's intrusion. He liked Kay the first minute he set eyes on her. She 
looked like the kind of woman who could take care of herself. And who could 
take a scene like this. 

"Well, Greg, why don't you help me get these two Dobermans unhitched and 
back in their cages. My client will be very displeased if Koko here gets 
knocked up." She walked over to the women and patted their heads. "Don't let 
me disturb you, girls. Just keep on trucking." 

Lulu and Mattie had no choice. The dogs were humping furiously into their 
upturned asses. Their hard strokes were relentless. The women sensed they 
would not take it kindly if they decided to excuse themselves now. Besides, 
both Mattie and Lulu had some unfinished business. Hot ominous burnings in 
the pit of their bellies. 

Greg helped Kay lock up the female Doberman. As they worked, their arms 
brushed. Greg felt an immediate electric attraction, and he was sure Kay 
felt it too. He had been told Kay was a strict lesbian, but he was beginning 
to doubt that very seriously. 

"When I was in Bermuda," she drawled in a low, husky voice, "I discovered 
men. But I sure did miss my darling doggies." With a perverse zeal that Greg 
could see shining in her eyes, she knelt on the sand walk outside the cages. 
She coaxed Stud over onto his back and she began to pump his cock to 
erection. Her own ass thrust lewdly in the air as she worked, waving like a 
flag at Greg. 

Greg had no hesitation. He knew an invitation when he saw one. He pushed her 
skirt up to her knees. She was bare underneath. Her full rounded buttocks 
made his cock swell to its former hardness. Kay was a big woman, but very 
enticingly proportioned. Her upturned pussy was just begging for his rigid 
prick. 

The big man kneeled close in behind the shapely blonde. He already had an 
erection the size of a fist and he prodded his swollen cock-tip at her 
inviting cunt-slit. 

"Uuuuhhh!" The excited woman moaned wantonly. Then, much to Greg's surprise, 
she leaned forward and started to suck on the dog's long tapered prick. That 
was too much for Greg. He had seen some wild things lately, but this lewd 
act definitely took first prize. He found the fleshy opening to her pussy 
and shoved forward. His cock soared far up inside the tight clinging 
dampness of her cunt. 

Kay was thrust forward slightly by the force of Greg's entry. She nibbled 
eagerly at the dog's stiff prick as she felt the Greg's cock invade her 
moist inner passage. "Ooooohhh! Uuuuuhhh! Goodd-d!" It was true that she had 
had some men lovers when she was in Bermuda. But none of them had had the 
vigor and technique of Greg Wilson. 

She began to wriggle her buttocks wantonly, reaching back to close her 
pussy-lips hungrily around his hard-driving penis. The depravity of sucking 
the dog's cock while the man fucked her forced the juices from her pussy in 
great gushes. She could hear the lewd sluicing sounds as Greg's cock surged 
in and out, in and out. 

"Oh, baby! You have got a beautiful tight little pussy! I'm sorry I took so 
long to meet you. But I'm sure we can make up for lost time! Uuuuhh!" The 
young husband gritted his teeth and fucked hard into Kay's wet cunt-hole. He 
could feel her pussy muscles gripping his cock with deft, controlled 
squeezing motions. This woman was too much! For someone who supposedly 
didn't like men, she sure knew how to please one. He could feel his cock 
swelling in her spasming depths. The tight grip was sheer agonizing 
pleasure. 

Kneeling slavishly in the sand walk, Kay could feel rabid lust-pangs darting 
through her half-naked body. She sucked hungrily on the dog's cock. It was 
growing in size and hardness. The idea that she was doing this to the big 
Doberman with her tongue and lips drove her to a frenzy. "Ohhhh, fuck me! 
Fuck meee!" she wailed. 

Greg clung to her lush wiggling ass-cheeks and plunged his big cock deep and 
hard into her receptive cunt. He could feel her getting hotter and wetter 
inside. It would not be long now before she was exploding in a fiery surge 
of orgasm. The frantic writhing of her hips, too, betrayed her mounting 
abandon. "Ooooohh, yeah, baby ... let it happen! Go, baby, go!" 

Sucking like a depraved animal, Kay felt the dog's cock on the verge of 
bursting with gushing liquid energy. She worked her lips frenziedly over the 
smooth slick surface. Her own orgasm snuck up on her. "Oooohh! Oh, I'm 
cummmmingg-g!" She returned her mouth to the dog's cock just in time to 
receive his hot copious jets of sperm. 

Aware that both the dog and the women had reached their zenith, Greg slammed 
his loins against her upturned ass again and again, until at last he too was 
sailing on an ecstatic crest of release. "Jee-zuz, baby!" he moaned. "Here 
it comes!" 

It took several minutes for them to recover from their tantalizing ordeal. 
At last, they stood up. Kay locked Stud safely in his cage, then she 
accompanied Greg back to the house. 

They found Lulu and Mattie sprawled on the rug, cum dribbling between their 
thighs. Two very tired dogs were relaxing on the floor behind the couch. It 
seemed that everyone had got their just desserts. The women looked pleased 
and satisfied. 

At last Mattie struggled to her feet and went over to Kay, who was preparing 
coffee behind the bar. "I hope you're not mad at me, Kay. I'm afraid I got 
carried away with my work!" 

Kay grinned. "Mad at you! God no! Why do you suppose I gave you the job? I 
was hoping you would turn into my kind of woman! I've always loved your 
tits!" 

Mattie's mouth fell open. Then she started to laugh. "Kay, you're the tops!" 
she said. "And believe me, I'm your kind of woman!" 

* * * 

Several days later, Kay and Mattie and Greg were sipping Scotch in the 
office and considering an afternoon orgy. Their conversation was interrupted 
by the doorbell. It was Sue Wicker. 

Mattie led the blushing blonde back to the office and introduced her to Kay 
and Greg. "This is the young protege I was telling you about." 

Sue surveyed the others shyly, but intently. She was on new ground. Mattie 
was the only woman she had ever met who shared her perversion. Though she 
realized Kay was into dogs, too, she looked so sophisticated and beautiful, 
Sue could hardly imagine her fucking a brute animal. But she did know how to 
relate to Greg. He was a good-looking guy, and he obviously held a high 
opinion of her. His eyes shone with interest. 

"Scotch, Sue?" Kay asked. Her sultry eyes surveyed the newcomer's demurely 
clad body. 

"Oh ... yes, please." 

"Remember, I told you Sue was interested in buying Jonas, Kay? I told her 
she'd have to talk to you about it." 

"Yes ... well, I'm afraid I've set a very high price on Jonas. All my dogs 
are so precious to me, I hate to part with them." 

Sue looked disappointed. She took a long sip of her Scotch, aware of the 
three pairs of eyes watching her hotly. "Oh ... I'm sorry to hear that." 

Kay put an arm around the young blonde's shoulder. "There are alternatives, 
Sue. I suppose you get pretty bored with your hubby away so much." 

"Yes, I do." 

"I thought maybe you'd like to work for me, part-time of course. Mattie 
doesn't have as much time to come over, now that she's raising her own 
dogs." 

Sue's eyes glowed. "Hey ... I'd like that!" 

"There's only one qualification," Kay told her lustfully. 

Mattie grinned at Kay, then at Sue. "Don't worry, darling. It's nothing you 
can't handle." 

Greg stood up and walked toward the sexy young housewife. He took her drink 
gently from her hand. "Do you think you can please all of us?" 

She smiled demurely. "I can try." 


THE END
