CAUGHT WITH THE DOG
By Janet McCoy


Foreword

The seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often masked by a veneer
of normalcy, exposed under extremely tempting or trying conditions.
There are those men and women, who after a few drinks at a party, will take on all
comers. Or the man who, watching a strip show at a stag party, abandons a normal
code of behavior and climbs up on stage with the girl and performs with her in front of
his friends. And the couple who, under group pressure, join the neighborhood wifeswappers.
Honey Lord, the young blue-eyed lass in this story, is one of these outwardly prim and
proper individuals who is drawn from the world of normalcy by a cold, Puritan
environment. Her response to that environment, to many, will be shocking, but
nonetheless a chronicle of what may happen when one needs only the proper stimulus
to arouse them.
CAUGHT WITH THE DOG – a fictional story about a girl who must cope with trying
circumstances.
-The Publisher


Chapter 1

Honey Lord sat in the old swing on the front porch of the farmhouse. The day was hot
and lazy, and Honey felt the same way.
She had her light summer blouse open almost to her waist, and tiny beads of sweat
moistened the lush swell of her tits. She licked her lips and thought how good a tall,
cold glass of lemonade would taste. But she didn't dare go into the kitchen and disturb
her Aunt Gertrude. The cranky old woman would undoubtedly think of some more
chores for the pretty sixteen-year-old.
And right now Honey just wanted to sit and daydream.
She hugged her knees up close to her chest, so her pert ass-cheeks were squeezed
halfway out of her shorts. Honey was feeling sexy. The hot breeze that swirled around
her ass and cunt made her think of the stream and all the fun the kids would be having
down there today.
When she had awakened this morning, the young blonde had had every intention of
heading down to the stream as early as possible. But Uncle Albert had lectured her
about her duties at home before he headed out to the fields. And Aunt Gertrude had
railroaded her into helping with a thorough cleaning of the old, but prim and neat
farmhouse.
Honey hated housework. She hated feeling all sticky with sweat from overwork. She
would much rather feel sticky with sweat from long lazy hours of fucking down by the
stream with one of the local boys. Honey had matured early, and she had learned to
appreciate the pleasures of her body right from the first time a boy took her out behind
the bar and stuck a finger under her dress. She had fucked almost every boy near her
own age in the small farm community. Already she was a little bored with the
monotony of fevered petting behind a building or under a hedge. She wished something
new and exciting would happen.
But, until then, she would settle for the lewd explorations down by the stream. It sure
beat spending the day alone with her Aunt Gertrude.
"Honey! Honey, where are you?" The shrill voice came blaring out through the front
door screen. It brought the teenager immediately to her feet. She would have liked to
ignore Aunt Gertrude and her ravings, but she was not in the mood for a beating. Her
Uncle Albert would whip her ass if she didn't obey Aunt Gertrude.
"Yes, Aunt Gertrude..." Honey replied in a bored tone of voice. The girl went into the
house in search of her aunt. She purposely let the screen door slam shut behind her.
She knew that annoyed her aunt. It was her one small way of getting back at the
woman for all the torment she caused her.
A small neat woman with graying hair pulled back in a bun stormed into the living
room. Her obvious agitation made her small, ninety-five-pound frame loom large in the
eyes of her niece. I'm in for it, Honey thought, but said nothing.
"How many times have I told you not to slam that door?" her aunt demanded. "Where
have you been, girl? Sitting outside, jollying in that darned swing, I suppose, while you
let me do all the work. I suppose you didn't hear a thing your uncle told you this
morning about obligations and duties. Albert and me didn't have to take you in, you
know, girl. We did it out of pure Christian charity, for my dear departed sister. It's time
you started showing some gratitude for all we've done for you."
The woman's piercing dark eyes locked into Honey's clear blue ones. It was clear she
expected the girl to give an accounting of herself. Honey felt cornered. She had no
intention of trying to fight a battle of wits with her aunt. It was a waste of breath. She
had tried many times in the four years she had lived in this smug household.
Arguments were always settled by the back of Uncle Albert's hand. And while her spirit
remained unbroken, Honey's common sense told her to keep her distance as often as
possible. "What do you want me to do, Aunt Gertrude?" she asked quietly. Her eyes
never left her aunt's. It was the older woman who finally looked away.
The girl's boldness infuriated her aunt. The woman had no idea how to deal with such
a pretty, willful, sensual girl. She had tried beating the sass out of Honey. But it hadn't
worked. The teenager remained as spunky, as self-confident as ever. Gertrude's blood
boiled at the thought that she could be one-upped in her own home by a mere child.
"Oh, so now you're ready to work, are you? Well, it's too late for you today, missy. You
can go back to your swing. And you can be darned sure I'll be giving your Uncle Albert
a full account of your laziness. I'm sure he'll know how to deal with you." She tucked
her arms smugly under her bosom. A grim smile dominated her expression.
"But Aunt Gertrude! That's not fair! I've been helping you all morning. I was just
sitting down for a few minutes to catch my breath!"
"You were, were you? And what about your poor hard-working aunt? Doesn't she get
to sit down, too? I've been in there scrubbing floors while you're out there displaying
yourself in that shameless costume." She reached for the girl's blouse, obviously
intending to fasten the buttons. Honey slapped her hands away and turned for the
door.
"You're just not fair! You're no fun! I hate you! I hate living here!" She slammed the
screen door behind her. Her aunt's hysterical screams faded behind her as she ran
toward the barn.
"Hit me, will you, you little devil! Wait till your uncle hears about this! You're the most
ungrateful girl that ever lived, Honey Lord!"
In the quiet of the barn, Honey found peace at last. She ran into Shep, the farm's big
mongrel dog, on the way across the yard, and he followed her into the loft. They both
stretched out in the sweet coolness. Honey ran a hand lazily over the dog's flanks. She
smiled at his grateful whimpers and his darting licks across her hand.
"You know, Shep, you're the only likeable critter on this whole fucking farm. The girl
never swore around her strict, puritanical relatives. But, when she was really angry or
really excited, the forbidden words helped her let off steam. The girl felt very grown-up
when she used them. Their sound on her tongue helped reassure her that her aunt and
uncle could not run her life forever.
"Sometimes, Shep, I think I ought to run away from home. The only hassle is, where
would I go? I don't know anybody anymore except the folks around here. And they'd
turn me in to the shrews, sure as shootin'!"
The voluptuous teenager buried her sandy blonde head in the dog's black fur. The barn
and her aunt and uncle gradually faded from her mind. She imagined herself far away...
Honey had no idea how long she slept. She decided it was probably only a few minutes,
for the daylight seemed as bright as before. For a moment, it did not register on the girl
what had awakened her. Then the tingle ran through her body once again.
"Mmmmmmmm... feels good!" Honey's body was partially wrapped around the dog's,
her face against his belly, her cunt in front of his face. Shep had detected the tantalizing
aroma of her pussy inside her short shorts. His tongue licked in between her thighs, up
toward the cloth-covered cleft. The sensation made the teenager's whole body tremble.
"Ooooooohh, Shep, baby, what are you doing to me!"
Honey knew exactly what the big animal was doing. He was turning her on. More than
once before, in her times of greatest need, she had let Shep lick her cunt. The dog was
familiar with her savory, intimate aroma. It was natural for him to seek it out when it
was hovering so close to his face.
The disgruntled schoolgirl made a quick decision. Her whole summer's day had been
ruined. She was going to be punished when her uncle got home. Why not take a few
minutes of her own pleasure? Why not let the dog make her feel good, the wonderful
way he had before?
At once nervous and excited, Honey slipped her shorts and panties down over her firm
ass-cheeks and her shapely, tanned legs. She positioned herself shamelessly on her back,
with the dog's head between her wide-open thighs. Her wet tingling cunt was easily
accessible to the animal.
"Come on, Shep darling. Make me feel good!"
The dog responded at once to the girl's lewd encouragement. His long tongue snaked
out and licked wetly all the way up from Honey's tight-puckered asshole to her swelling
clit.
"Aaaaaaaaiiiieeeee! Oh God, yesss, that's the way! Lick my pussy, Shep! Lick meeee!"
All her day's frustration disappeared as the sexy young blonde gave herself up totally to
the dog's eager tonguing. It gave the teenager a perverse sense of satisfaction to know
how depraved her present excitement was. It was like an ultimate, flagrant violation of
everything her aunt and uncle stood for. Though they must never know about her
secret lusts, she experienced a delightful satisfaction in shocking their ethics, if not the
people themselves.
While her fingers groped eagerly at the hay that was piled all around her, Honey
humped her pussy up toward the dog's face. The cold shock of his nose against her clit
made her shriek with delight. She struggled to suppress her wanton cries, for fear her
aunt might hear them. But the moans still bubbled from between her softly parted lips.
Her eyes were filmed with a dreamy haze of unseeing arousal.
"Mmmmm, Shep, I love the way your tongue feels on my pussy. Ooooooohh! What a
nice, slippery tongue!" The girl could imagine no sensation more totally sexy than that
slick swirling tongue that brought the blood pulsing to her growing clit. The tiny organ
ached for more of the tantalizing attention.
Honey opened her thighs as wide as possible and coaxed Shep's tongue deeper into her
seething cunt. As fast as the dog could lick them up, her excited pussy oozed more of
her thick tasty juices. "Oh, I need it so bad!"
The more aroused the young blonde grew, the more she wished she had a stiff prick to
plunge deep into her aching pussy. Then she noticed the gigantic red erection
protruding from the dog's loins. Shep was standing between her legs now, his cock
swelling in direct proportion to his instinctive arousal.
"Oh, Shep, you're excited too, darling!" The words were spoken with quiet wonder. The
blonde couldn't take her eyes off the animal's long, tapered cock. Her mind was
working furiously, trying to rationalize the lewd plan that was taking shape there. She
wanted cock and Shep had a cock. Of course it was a dog's cock, but it might feel good.
And she was so horny today.
The more she thought about it, the more Honey's greedy little pussy throbbed for that
pointed dog-prick. It was lewd, totally perverse to even think of letting a brute animal
plow his stiff rod deep into her tight young cunt.
Aunt and Uncle would never approve.
An expression that was a cross between a mischievous grin and a lecherous leer crossed
the young beauty's features. She had hit on the very best argument for letting this big
friendly animal mount her and fuck her. It would be even more depraved than letting
him lick her. And, so Honey hoped, it would feel at least twice as good.
Trembling with her own boldness, the girl maneuvered herself onto all-fours in front of
the confused dog. She began to wriggle her shapely ass-cheeks up at him, encouraging
him to close in on her eager bait.
"Fuck me, Shep!" she hissed through clenched teeth. Honey could not remember ever
having been this excited. "Fuck my pussy, boy!" Her tone became more pleading, more
urgent. "I need it so bad!"
The dog was aroused enough to follow his instincts and mount the girl. The smell of
pussy and the girl's posture struck a responsive note in the dog's mind. He immediately
began to lunge forward, looking for the hot, tight receptacle for his blood-hardened
cock.
The feel of the dog's hairy forelegs wrapped tight around her hips made Honey quiver
with excitement. She tilted her ass as high in the air as she could get it, trying to help
the dog find her cunt. Several times, he thrust forward and missed her wet little hole.
At last, with desperation, the girl reached back and grabbed the dog's slick, tapered
cock. She guided it to her pussy and allowed him to soar far up inside.
As soon as the dog felt her cunt clasping his cock, he shoved brutally forward and his
ramrod cock sank to the hilt in her pussy.
Honey's first sensation was pain. The dog's entry was so quick and so savage that it
seemed to rip her pussy walls apart.
"Aiiiiiiiiieeeeee! It hurts! Stop! Stop, Shep, stop!" She tried to wiggle away but the dog
held his forelegs tight around her waist and skittered forward on his hind legs to keep
up with her. He began to shove his cock fast and deep into her cunt. His tongue lolled
from his mouth as he began his awkward animal fucking.
At first, the thought that she was not going to be able to get away from her excited pet
frightened the girl. But even before the tears that had gathered in her eyes had a chance
to fall, she fell prey to a new sensation. It felt good! Wonderful, in fact! The hard, deep
lunging strokes forced her give up all thought, all consideration of what was happening
to her. She could only feel.
"Oooooohhh, God Shep! It's good! It's good! Aaaaaahhhhh!" She began to rotate her
hips shamelessly, thrusting her cunt back at the dog's tirelessly pumping cock. She
closed her eyes and envisioned the lewd scene of which she was the center. A young,
pretty, half- naked girl, kneeling in the hay while a dog fucked her pussy. It was far
wilder than anything she had been able to contrive! It felt far better than she would ever
have imagined!
All the sexy blonde's experience so far had been with young boys. She had known
nothing of this kind of hard-driving, seemingly tireless fucking that brought her pussy
to the highest peaks of pulsing arousal and then took her higher still.
"Oh, God! Mmmmm!"
In a burst of wanton passion, the young teenager was making up for all the frustration
and tension in her unloving home life. All cares seemed to disappear.
Honey's full womanly ass-cheeks thrust back again and again against the dog's loins.
Honey lost all track of time and place. She did notice for an instant, though, that the
light seemed to be fading. It was getting near suppertime. She would have to go in and
face her punishment soon.
But it was too early to think of that! She wanted more dog-cock. She wanted her pussy
to be well reamed by the time Uncle Albert gave her a beating with his long stick. She
wanted to be feeling so good that nothing could hurt her.
"Oh, fuck me! Fuck me, Shep! God, it feels good! It feels wonderful!"
While the unnatural pair writhed in heated coupling in the loft, a tall slender figure
watched horrified from the top of the stairs. Albert Wiggins was shocked by the
obscene sight. His troublesome niece had outdone herself this time! She was letting a
dog fuck her!
The man's penis was pulsing in his pants in response to the perverted vision. For a
moment, the farmer entertained thoughts of chasing the dog away and shoving his own
cock into Honey's tight young pussy. But his wife, Gertrude was waiting in the yard for
him to bring the girl out. He didn't dare risk discovery and eternal shame. Besides, his
sense of morality told him such behavior was unforgiveable.
But Honey would suffer tonight for her sins and for his own frustration. She would feel
his beating stick like she had never felt it before.
"Oh, God! I'm coming! I'm coming!" The girl thrust her hips back wantonly as she felt
the animal shooting his hot load deep into her spasming pussy. At last she had her
reward. Now she could face her aunt and uncle with renewed strength and fire.
"Get your clothes on and get down these stairs, girl, before I whip you right here and
now! You're a shameless child of the devil, Honey Lord! You can try to ask God's
forgiveness for this, but I doubt you'll ever get it!"
Honey was up and dressed and scrambling down the ladder in the wink of an eye.
Sheer terror made her act without thinking. The awesome tone of her uncle's voice and
the looming threat of punishment carried her all the way to the house and into her
room.
"And you stay there, girl, until we call you!" her uncle's voice bellowed after her. She
could hear man and wife talking together downstairs, but she could not hear what they
were saying. Slowly, her heartbeat returned to normal and Honey looked at the
shocking incident of her discovery in a whole new light.
It had been the very spur she needed. She wasn't going to let that nasty old man get his
kicks out of beating her black and blue tonight, after he'd enjoyed his dinner and his
cigar and his smug self-satisfaction. Now, she knew, they would believe that the cold
treatment they had always given her had been justified. She was bad! How they would
enjoy making her suffer for her sins!
"Well, they're not going to get their chance!" the girl grumbled. Her mind was made up
and she acted quickly and confidently. She stuffed a few belongings into a knapsack,
and her twenty dollars savings. She made a rope of her sheets and made her way down
to the ground.
While her uncle and aunt were still deciding what fate would befit a girl who would
fuck a dog, Honey Lord ran quickly off into the growing shadows of night.


Chapter 2

Jim Holton had been driving since sunup. He was progressing at a slow, irregular pace,
stopping whenever he felt like it to investigate the country he was passing through or to
chat with the locals. He held a wine-dipped cigar in his hand as he drove, and from
time to time he would take a slow deep drag that lit up his face with self-satisfied
pleasure. He tipped his white Stetson back on his head and turned to address his dog,
Blue, who was sitting next to him.
"You see what I see, boy? Looks like this, pretty young lady wants us to give her a ride?
What do you say, Blue? Should we be gentlemen?"
At the sound of his master's voice, the big Labrador, with his coat so shiny it looked
blue in the sunlight, barked three short quick barks.
"Right you are, boy! Prepare to pick up a passenger!"
Jim was having the time of his life. He had been raised on a farm and had never been
farther than a couple of hundred miles from home. This year, for his twenty-second
birthday, his father had given him a stake and a small panel truck with a built-on
camper. "Jim," he had said, "you go take a look at this here country of ours... work off
some of that steam that always builds up in young fellas... and we'll expect you back at
the end of the year."
Jim was out to learn about life and about his country. He was his own man for the first
time in his life. The experience was a heady one, and though it had been almost two
weeks since he left home, Jim was still riding that first wave of adventure. The only
companion he needed for his odyssey was his faithful dog Blue.
Jim wasn't much of a talker, so he seldom felt lonely for people. But he couldn't resist
picking up this pretty young hitchhiker. It would be fun to talk to a girl for a while.
Honey watched the camper slow and stop just ahead of her. She hurried forward and
eyed the vehicle's occupants skeptically. They looked okay. She got in with a sense of
relief. Though she figured she was probably several hundred miles from home by now,
she was not ready to stop yet. It would be good to just sit back and relax while the
truck carried her farther and farther away from her aunt and uncle.
"Thanks for stopping," she said to the young man. He was eying her appreciatively
while she wriggled in on the other side of his dog and shut the door. Honey decided
she didn't mind the way he was eying her full ripe tits inside her tight blouse that she
had unbuttoned low enough to show a good eyefull of cleavage. He was cute, and he
looked nice.
"You going far?" she asked.
He pulled out onto the road and looked over at her.
"I don't rightly know. I'm just out looking." Though common sense told him to keep
his eyes on the road, Jim couldn't resist frequent glances at the low, revealing neckline
of the girl's blouse. He thought he had never seen a girl as sexy as this curly-headed
teenager. She looked so innocent and shy, but her body practically begged to be
touched.
"You on vacation?" she asked. The dog next to her was friendly. He shoved his nose
under Honey's hand and she started to stroke his big silky head. Petting a dog
reminded her of Shep. A reminiscent error of lust brought a little surge of wetness to
her panty-crotch. She cleared her throat noisily to fight back the feeling.
"Sort of. You see, my dad's going to make me a partner on the farm next year. But first
he wanted me to have a chance to travel a little, to get some of the bad blood out of my
veins." He laughed self-consciously.
"You got bad blood?" Honey eyed the young man curiously. Despite his Stetson and
the little cigar in his hand, Honey decided he wasn't nearly as sophisticated as he was
trying to be. He reminded her of some of the boys she knew back home. This boy was
older, but he was almost as rough around the edges. The blonde's interest was growing
by leaps and bounds. A new surge of wetness flared from her pussy. And this time she
wasn't even thinking about Shep and the barn. "You don't look like you've got bad
blood."
The young man blushed and took a long puff on his cigar to cover his embarrassment.
He was flattered by the girl's interest.
"Not anything real bad, you know. Well... it's just that us young guys like to have our
kicks before we settle down, you know?" He glanced slyly once again at her cleavage.
This time, he noticed the mischievous grin on the blonde's face. He looked abruptly
back at the road, horrified at being caught in the act.
"Yeah, I know," she replied. "Us girls like to have our kicks, too. Some of us, anyway."
Before he had time to ponder what she meant, she added, "You engaged or anything
like that?"
"No, not exactly. I'll probably marry Peggy Sue, though. She lives just down the road
from our place." He looked quizzically over at the young girl who now had his dog's
head in her lap. It seemed odd to be talking to a strange girl about the most important
girl in his life. But the blonde's manner was so comfortable, so natural, that she made it
seem like the most normal thing in the world.
"Peggy Sue's real beautiful. She's got red hair... goes all the way down, er... well, to her
seat practically."
Honey was unimpressed. "My hair used to hang down to my ass too. But I cut it all off
one day with my aunt's sewing shears. I guess I did it mainly because I knew it would
bug the hell out of her." Honey was feeling good. She knew she would be able to
handle this young man however she wanted, whether he had a girl friend or not. It was
just a matter now of deciding what she wanted to do with him. She swore to let him
know she was no kid. She felt great – free, and with definite prospects for at least the
next few hours. "Jeez, it's fucking hot today! What say we stop somewhere and I'll buy
you a beer." She enjoyed making the offer, even though it would be another blow to her
meager savings. Already she had spent two of her twenty dollars to eat a can of beans
and a bag of potato chips and some apples.
"Sure, we can stop, but I'm paying. Women's lib can't rob me of the right to buy a
pretty girl a beer." Jim was impressed by his own gallant offer. While he kept his eyes
peeled for a market, he decided to press for some information. It seemed odd that a girl
so young should be traveling this way. "Where's your aunt now? Does she knew where
you're at?"
"Hell, no! I don't want that shrew to know anything about me ever again. I hate her
guts! Her old man's, too!" For a moment, Honey lost control of her temper. But she
quickly cooled off. There was no point in getting worked up about them now. They
were part of her past.
Jim eyed her suspiciously. "Don't tell me you're running away from home? All kinds of
rotten things could happen to a young thing like you with no one to protect her."
Honey's eyebrows arched and she smiled at him. "Now what could happen to me? I'm
not bothering anybody."
He was getting excited. "No, you're not, but that ain't the point. It's whether
somebody's going to bother you!"
"Well, I'm sure there'll always be someone to help me if I need it."
Jim was dumbfounded. "You're a brave girl, but you ought to be thinking about these
things. The world isn't all peaches and cream, you know. Why, I was just reading the
other day in one of those detective magazines-"
"Look! A store! Thank God! I'm just about to die of thirst!"
He hit the brakes and brought the truck to a smooth stop in front of a weathered,
crumbling general store. Honey was relieved at the change in tempo. She didn't want to
hear any horror stories. She knew life could be really tough for her till she found a way
to get by on her own. But she refused to allow herself to be frightened. One step at a
time seemed the only logical way to progress.
When they returned to the truck with the beers and some corn chips and a package of
chocolate chip cookies, Honey scrambled past the dog and sat in the middle of the front
seat next to Jim. The prospect of free food and drink made the blonde teenager feel
reckless. There were other appetites that needed tending, too. She was sure Jim would
be just as willing as she was, if she persuaded him the right way.
Jim tried to keep cool as they drove along the highway drinking beer and munching on
the chips. Honey was obviously hungry. She seemed totally ignorant that her full firm
tit was rubbing against his right arm as he drove. But Jim had to grit his teeth to resist
the urge to grab the ripe mound and squeeze it. The way it rubbed against his elbow
made his cock throb inside his tight jeans.
"Boy, that really hit the spot!" Honey declared when she had eaten her fill. Now that
one appetite was sated, she felt free to concentrate on the delicious tingles emanating
from her left tit. It felt good to have his arm brushing against her boob, rousing her
nipple to rubbery erection. She glanced slyly down at the crotch of his trousers. The
telltale bulge there made her pussy throb. He was turned on!
She ran her tongue nervously over her full pouting lips and put her arm through his.
Now the contact of tit on arm was more pressing than ever.
She lay her head on his shoulder. "Gee, I didn t realize how tired I was! Do you mind if
I just rest like this for a minute?"
"Uh, no... I don't mind." Jim's mind was working furiously to determine what would be
the best course for him to follow under the circumstances. This girl was only a child,
but with a body that would appeal to any red-blooded male. He, on the other hand, had
a girl back home that he had promised to be true to. He didn't really expect to keep
that promise for the whole trip. But it seemed awfully soon to give in to his lusts. And
how could he ever forgive himself for seducing an innocent young woman like this,
who obviously trusted the world to look after her?
Just when he thought that he had conquered his desires, she changed position slightly
so he could feel her hard nipple grazing his arm through her thin shirt. Then the
pounding in his prick started all over again.
"Where would you like me to drop you off?" he asked in desperation. He had decided
the only solution was to remove temptation from his grasp.
"Oh, the place I want to go to is about a hundred miles down the road. I'll let you
know when we get there." Honey was negotiating for time. In another hundred miles,
she hoped, he wouldn't be asking questions like that. She felt safe with this mild
mannered young man. She was not yet ready to be thrust back out into the cold, cruel
world.
Jim was relieved to hear her destination was only a couple of hours away. If he could
only hold out that long. He breathed deeply and tried to force his swollen, unruly cock
into submission. Why, there was probably even a law against fucking a girl as young as
this one. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see her ripe cleavage rising and falling
slowly with her breathing. He stepped on the accelerator and tried to wriggle free of her
grasp.
"Excuse me," he mumbled. "I got to get me another smoke." Nervously he lit a cigar
and took a long drag. At once he relaxed. Without the pressure of her tit on his arm, he
figured he could last the hundred miles.
Honey, however, had no intention of letting the young man rest in peace. The sight of
the swell in the crotch of his trousers attracted her attention like a bell. She reached out
for it. Her hand closed over his long, thick cock. "Mmmmmmm. That's nice."
Jim took another long drag on his smoke. He had never met a woman as bold as the
young beauty sitting next to him. In Jim's experience, it was always the man who
played the seducer. But he was slowly beginning to realize that the girl had definite
designs on his stiff cock. It was no accident that her tit had been rubbing against him so
enticingly! And it was certainly nothing more than brute lust that made her stroke his
rock-hard member through the faded material of his jeans.
Jim couldn't decide what to do next, but her hand sure felt good. The lusty girl
continued caressing his cock. With deft skill learned on endless afternoons down by the
stream, she unzipped his fly and pulled his thick cock into the open. It stood up, hard
and purple-veined. She ran her fingers appreciatively over its smooth, rubbery length,
moaning softly to herself. "It's beautiful! Your cock is just beautiful!"
"Hey... don't you think you should put that away?" He protested feebly. Jim was totally
unprepared for the girl's lewd fondling. It was all he could do now to keep his truck on
the road. A part of his attention had been wrested away by the tingling tender
movements of her fingertips on his swollen prick. "Hhhhnnnhhh!" She had pulled the
foreskin back and was stroking the head. The sensations were overwhelming. Jim
slowed down and kept his eyes fixed firmly on the road. He had no idea what the girl
was going to do next, but he figured he was gentleman enough to let her do her thing
without interruption. After all, he had never heard of a guy turning down a lady who so
blatantly wanted to have sex.
"Mmmmm... I want to play with it! Can I play with it a little?" She crouched forward
and took his cock-head into her mouth. Her lips fluttered enticingly over the bulbous
swelling. Her tongue darted into the little slit in the glans and drew throaty moans from
the young man's guts.
Jim had never been so amazed in his life. This lusty young beauty just couldn't wait.
She was so hungry for sex that she would pull a guy's cock out and start sucking it even
before introductions had been made. He realized he didn't even know the girl's name.
"Jee-zuz!" he grunted. "Wow! I... wow!"
Once or twice, Jim had managed to talk his girl friend, Peggy Sue, into taking his prick
in her mouth. But she had never really warmed up to the experience, and she had never
offered to do it again. He had begun to doubt there were really women who turned on
to sucking a guy's cock, but the young hitchhiker had just dispelled all doubts. She was
fast making a believer of Jim Holton.
While the truck carried them along the country highway, Honey became totally
absorbed in her obscene sucking. She opened her mouth wide and took the driver's
cock deep into the back of her throat. Again and again, his prick brushed against her
tonsils. The young man's obvious excitement, betrayed by the rock-hardness of his
prick, stimulated hers. She bobbed her head up and down with lusty abandon, sliding
her lips up and down his cock.
She looked up at the young man driving the camper and smiled. "I love sucking your
cock! I love it when some of your cum seeps out. It tastes wonderful!" The boys at the
stream always liked her to talk dirty to them like that. She could see it was having its
effect on this handsome stranger, too. His eyes looked glassy and faraway. He gripped
the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles turned white. There was no doubt he
liked what she had done to him so far.
With a fierce determination to make this blow-job the most memorable of his life,
Honey began to swirl her tongue around his cock-shaft more hungrily than ever. Her
lips caressed his rubbery erection with greedy enthusiasm, clasping it hotly one minute,
then sliding wantonly up and down the next. The more unpredictable her sucking, the
more aroused he seemed to get.
He was even thrusting his hips upward slightly, making sure she could get his cock into
her mouth all the way to the base. Low bubbling groans seemed to snag somewhere in
his throat, so they came out like half-hearted gasps. The harder Honey worked, the
louder his groans were.
"Uuuuuhh, jee-zuz, woman! Suck it! Yeah! Suck my prick! Christ, it feels good!" Jim
recognized in his own words the kind of lusty passion he had only read about in
magazines. This innocent-looking beauty was introducing him to a carnal pleasure that
he hadn't even known was possible. "Oooooohh, yeah... you really know how to do it,
baby! That's great!"
Honey worked diligently to wring the cum from the swollen cock in her mouth. While
her fingers inched their way into his fly to stroke his balls, her head worked tirelessly
up and down over his turgid prick. His glans began to seep little squirts of fluid, the
promise of an approaching climax.
That was what she wanted! She wanted to feel his big cock shoot her throat full of his
potent load. She wanted to swallow it all, to feel it hot and thick going down. She knew
that he would like it too. Men always liked the idea that a woman was willing to do that
special thing for them.
"Uuuuhh, Christ... I'm commmming!" While he struggled to maintain control of the
steering wheel, Jim let the hot jet of juices spurt into her mouth. He looked down for
quick glimpses of the pretty blonde, working his cock dry, swallowing every last drop of
his seething load. "Wow!" he exclaimed.
Honey licked his cock until it was clean. Then she tucked it gently into his pants and
pulled up the zipper. She sat up and rested her head against his shoulder once again.
"Gee, that was good," she murmured. She felt the dog change position on the seat next
to her and she reached back to pet the big animal. She had almost forgotten about the
lab. Maybe she would get a chance at him too, eventually. "You know... I'm already
getting hungry again."
Jim scarcely heard what she said. He was still recovering from the most intense orgasm
of his entire life. He looked down at the blonde head snuggled against his shoulder. My
God, what have I got myself into! he thought with a mounting sense of panic.
For the first time, the young traveler felt a twinge of homesickness. Things had never
been this intense back home.


Chapter 3

When they had traveled another ninety miles, Jim nudged the girl. "Just let me know
when you want me to drop you off," he told her.
Honey had been dozing, and she looked up groggily at Jim. She was surprised to hear
him reminding her about her destination. Her experience with young men had taught
her that they were in no hurry to get rid of a willing, talented woman.
"Something wrong? Didn't I do you good?" She reached out and stroked his bare arm.
Despite himself, Jim experienced a tremor of excitement. He tried to pinpoint just why
he was so anxious to get rid of this beautiful, sexy young chick. He grinned down at her
wide-eyed innocent face. "Yeah, you did me good, baby!"
Desirable as this girl was, good as she made him feel, the fact remained that there just
wasn't room for another woman in his life. He had been enjoying his travels with his
dog Blue. A girl could only mess things up, get him all confused about what he wanted
in life, about where he was going. It was just plain too much responsibility. This one
probably wasn't even out of high school... a green kid even if she did suck cock like
nobody else.
"What are your plans?" he asked softly.
"Well, I would like to ride a little farther with you, if that's cool," she told him brightly.
"I think you're a nice guy. I feel safer with you than I do with a lot of those truck
drivers."
They drove in silence for some time. Jim felt like a heel, trying to get this poor young
girl out of his hair. He didn't want anything bad to happen to her. But, on the other
hand, he didn't want to be responsible for her either. He chose a brightly lit diner on
the edge of a small town and suggested they stop for something to eat. The waitress
brought them salads and jumbo hamburgers and French fries, and he watched Honey
eat with abandoned pleasure. The way she attacked the food reminded him of her
voracious mouth on his stiff cock and he felt a surge of lust in his loins. He realized the
girl had the same enthusiasm for everything she did in life. She had more energy than
anyone he had ever met.
Her vitality attracted him at the same time as it repelled him and frightened him. He
didn't feel he could ever trust a woman with her kind of appetite for living. Nor could
he keep up with her.
He waited until Honey had finished her meal and gone into the restroom. Then he
pulled a twenty-dollar bill from his pocket and tucked it under her knapsack on the
edge of the table. That would be enough to pay for their meals and to give Honey an
extra ten for herself. He went out to the truck and headed back out onto the road.
"Take care of yourself, girl," he murmured as he watched the diner become a blur of
lights in his sideview mirror.
He reached over and stroked his dog's massive head. "I guess I'm a heel, Blue, but I
didn't want no woman to come between us." He imagined the look of shock and
disappointment on her face when she discovered he was gone. Poor kid, he thought.
His one consolation was that he had left her in a safe, brightly lit spot. There was no
doubt in his mind that she would be able to find somebody to take care of her.
The next few miles in the dark seemed less satisfying somehow than they had the
previous nights. He could still feel her head on his shoulder. For several rash moments,
he thought of going back to get her. But he continued driving away from the town. He
decided to find a place to park and turn in early. By tomorrow morning, the whole
thing would be clear in his head. The girl would fade into dim memory.
He parked the camper by a small river and took the dog for his nightly stroll along the
bank. Jim was feeling pleasantly groggy by the time he opened the back of the camper
and directed the beam of his flashlight into the dark interior.
At first he was mystified by the dark bulge on top of his bed. Then it moved, and the
girl struggled up to a sitting position. She looked like a befuddled child as she ground
the sleep from her eyes with the backs of her hands.
"Wha... what time is it?"
His mouth hung open stupidly for several moments as he tried to fathom how she had
gotten into the back of his camper. After all the trouble he had gone to to desert her, he
now found himself no farther ahead than before. Still he couldn't help grinning at her
childlike expression as she gazed trustingly up at him. He sighed. It looked like he was
going to have company for awhile.
"You almost forgot me," she murmured. "I just had time to grab my pack and jump in
here before you drove off. I hope you don't mind, but I didn't feel like spending the
night in that dumb restaurant. They probably would have kicked me out anyway...
eventually."
Being a practical young man, Jim asked a practical question. "What about the money?
Did you pay for our dinner?"
She pulled the twenty-dollar bill from her pocket and waved it in his face. "Here it is."
"Didn't you pay?" He was shocked.
"Didn't have time. Now we can buy ourselves breakfast, and it'll be just like getting it
for free."
He grinned and ruffled her short sandy curls.
Then his eyes darted toward her tits. In sleep, the buttons of her blouse had all popped
open. One full firm tit stood out, completely exposed to his gaze. The other was half
visible, the nipple shielded by a fold of blanket. She saw where he was looking, and she
smiled at him. He looked away.
"You don't have to be embarrassed," she said. "I know my titties are nice to look at."
He tried to change the subject. "You know, we don't even know each other's names yet.
Mine's Jim."
"I know. I found it on an envelope in the glove compartment. Mine's Honey... Honey
Lord. It used to be Edith Lord, but I hated that name. I talked my folks into calling me
Honey because my hair is kind of honey-colored! She ran a hand through her
disheveled curls.
"I thought you lived with your aunt and uncle. Where's your folks, Honey?" He liked
her name. It fitted her perfectly. She was just like a confection from a candy store. He
noticed she had made no effort to cover her tits.
The girl was very quiet for a moment. Her eyes fell, and her fingers plucked imaginary
fluff from the blanket. "My folks died in a plane crash... when I was twelve." Tears
sprang to her eyes. She fought them, but still they started to run down her nose and fall
to the blanket.
A crying woman was something Jim had never learned to handle. But then sympathy
for a young pretty creature in distress overwhelmed him. He sat next to her on the bed
and stroked her sandy hair.
The young man's expression of sympathy only made the tears fall faster. She started to
sob openly. She buried her face against his shoulder and hugged him close.
Despite the clumsy situation, Jim couldn't help thinking about those large firm breasts
pressing against his chest. He could feel their resilient softness. He began to stroke her
back, bringing his hands ever closer to her ribs and the twin mounds of her breasts.
Much to his surprise, Honey made it easier for him. She eased her tits away from his
chest a little, practically guiding them right into his hands. "Touch me," she murmured.
"I need to be touched."
Jim could not resist an invitation like that. He cupped a swollen tit in each hand and
felt the nipples grow hard against his palms.
"Mmmmm, feels nice." She began to plant little kisses over his neck and up onto his ear
lobe. The hot sensation of her breath on his ear lobe made goosebumps stand out on
Jim's flesh. He gripped her tits harder. He was struggling against a building tide of
passion that threatened to overwhelm him at any moment.
"Oooooohhh... why don't you suck my titties? That would make me feel so good."
Awkwardly, Jim lowered her back against the pillow and began to caress her nipples.
He found one rubbery little nubbin and began to suck it hungrily while his fingers
kneaded the soft surrounding flesh.
Honey held his head close to her tit and began to moan. Having her nipples sucked was
an intensely erotic experience for the young girl. Already her pussy was throbbing with
desire. Her juices were flowing into her panty crotch. "Oooooohhh, Jim... you're
making me so hot, baby! Uuuuuhhh!"
Jim began to suck the twin globes of her lush, heaving breasts. He had never had such
perfect, well-shaped tits all to himself. The feel of them against his mouth, under his
fingers made his cock grow hard.
"Beautiful... ooooohh, Honey, your tits are fantastic!" Like an unweaned baby, he
worked hungrily over her nipples, trying to draw little drops of moisture from them.
The young blonde was writhing with excitement. It felt wonderful to have his mouth on
her tits. But on the other hand, her arousal was so intense that she had an
overwhelming feeling of wanting more. She wanted to grip his cock... to feel it hard and
pulsing in her hand.
"I want to suck your cock, Jim. Please let me!" Her words were harsh and intense.
There was no doubting the heated need behind them.
In the growing abandon of passion, Jim rose to his feet and quickly removed his
clothes.
His movements were automatic, for his eyes were glued to the girl's body as she slowly
removed her own clothing. The dim light threw half shadows over her full rounded tits,
her tiny waist, her sleek tummy. Her pubic triangle was small, but inviting with its tight
little curls. She lay down flat on the bed and wriggled her hips suggestively.
"Do you like me, Jim?" she asked sultrily. There was mischief in her voice. Once again,
she was surging with her usual lust for life and for excitement. She gazed with evident
interest at his lean, but well-muscled body, his long hard cock that stood out
menacingly from his loins. "Mmmmm, I sure like the looks of you!" She humped her
pelvis up lewdly a couple of times.
That was all the invitation the youth needed. He positioned himself on all fours over
her body and buried his face in her cunt. "Oh, Honey, baby... you are fantastic! What a
beautiful little pussy!" Her cunt-slit was tight and narrow. It gleamed wetly in the light
of the battery lamp. He wriggled his tongue through the curly patch of her cunt-hair
and struck the hard little nubbin of her clit.
"Aaaaaiieeeee!" Honey sucked in her breath between her teeth. She thrust her hips
upward while she opened her mouth wide to take the awesome girth of his cock
straight down into her throat.
"Hhhhhnnnnhhh!"
At once, he began to fuck her in the mouth, in slow sensuous strokes. He groaned at
the talented swirl of her tongue on his prick. His own tongue searched the sweet
smelling furrow of her pussy, licking all the way up from her asshole over her cunt to
her clitoris. Her love button was engorged with blood and touching it was like pushing
an alarm bell. She whined with passion and thrust her pelvis up against his face every
time his tongue skimmed her clit.
Jim was impressed with the sensual arrangement he had discovered with the pretty
hitchhiker. He knew what they were doing was called a sixty-nine, but he had never
tried it before. This time, it had just seemed the natural thing to do. She wanted to suck
his cock, and he had wanted to taste her. It was a feeling, tasting her fresh young cunt
while she dealt pleasure to his throbbing cock. He could feel his member swelling
lustily in her mouth. Her tongue and lips felt twice as good now as they had this
afternoon, but this time, he didn't have to worry about driving the camper.
"Jee-zuz, Honey... I sure am glad you came after me! I didn't want to hurt you... honest!
I wanted to do what was right... but... ahhhhh, it feels good!" He felt an urgent need to
explain his actions at the diner, but the overwhelming sensations of raw pleasure kept
diverting his attention. The way Honey was licking and sucking his prick convinced
him that she forgave him. It was okay now. His conscience was clear.
Though her attention was pretty well monopolized by the big cock thrusting deep into
her mouth, Honey heard Jim's words. They gave her a warm feeling inside. She knew
that, somehow, he had had to fight a battle with his conscience about traveling with
her. And even though he had tried to shake her, she felt sure that he liked her. That
made her feel good. What made her feel even better was his tongue darting again and
again deep into her clasping pussy.
"Oooooohhh... mmmmmmmm ohhhh, Jim, you're so good to me!"
The young lovers became thoroughly immersed in the sights and sounds and smells
and tastes of each other. They licked and slurped and moaned noisily. The big dog
stretched out on the floor of the camper looked up at them inquisitively a couple of
times. He finally dropped off to sleep while Jim and Honey remained hard at it.
She could feel his cock getting still harder and bigger in her mouth. Her cunt felt as if 
it was going to have to explode. He closed his lips over her hole and sucked lustily while
he prodded his tongue up inside. The relentless lapping drove her to wild screams and
cries. She was unable to suck on his cock at the moment of impact. "Aaaaaahhh, Godd-d... I'm coming!"
Her cries of release were sweet music to the farmboy's ears. It made him proud to think
that he had brought such pleasure to the sexy girl. His pulsing cock ached for its own
satisfaction, and he knew just how he wanted to take it.
He maneuvered himself around on the bed and then guided his cock-head to her cunt,
and while she was still moaning out her orgasm, he sank his prick deep, deep in her
pussy.
"Aaaaaaaggggghhhhhh! Oh, God! Oh, God! Your cock! It's so good in me!" Honey was
ecstatic. The pleasure of her orgasm had been intense enough, but to have it coupled
with the thrill of his penetrating cock was almost more than she could bear. She ground
her hips up urgently against his loins, forcing him to fuck her long and deep and hard.
"Oh yesssssss! That's good, Jim darling, oooooooohhh!"
Jim could barely keep a hold on his surging balls for the first few moments of
penetration. He didn't want to come in her... not yet. But the tight, pulsing lure of her
pussy was unbearable. He started to fuck her in long, filling strokes. Soon he was in
control of the situation, relishing the hot clasp of her cunt, but not yielding to it.
"God, you're tight, baby!" he told her. He had been with very few women in his life.
This one undoubtedly had the most talented pussy he had ever encountered. Her
muscles seemed to grip and release him in alternating waves of pleasure.
The blonde had never been fucked by a full-grown male. She could feel his cock, long
and thick, surging deep into her cunt. It seemed to nudge every nerve ending buried
deep inside. Warm washes of pleasure moved from her cunt up through every quaking
muscle of her body.
Eager for more of him, she wrapped her legs around his hips and pulled him closer. She
loved the feel of his ass-muscles clenching, shooting his power into her. She could feel
the sweat running in little rivulets over his back and belly, smearing itself over her. The
sensation only increased her excitement. It was thrilling to know how hotly he was
responding to her. Her cunt felt wide open, totally receptive. She began to grind her ass
upward, looking for her hot reward. She wanted to feel him shoot his load deep into
her hungry cunt.
They groaned and strained against one another for what seemed eternity. Their mouths
locked hungrily in long, soul-searching kisses while their hips writhed together in deep,
pleasure-giving union. Jim could feel the urge for release growing more and more
intense. He began to accelerate his pace, driving into her in quick, deep strokes.
Each thrust was like a mini-orgasm for Honey. Until at last she could take it no longer.
She was driven right over the brink into orgasm. "Uuuuuhh, oh, God, I'm
commmminggg!" she cried.
Almost simultaneously, Jim let himself go. "Me too! Me too, Honey!" He ground his
cock deep inside her, working out the intense shudders that held his body in a
wrenching embrace. The young man could scarcely believe the climax he was
experiencing. It was like nothing he had ever known before.
As they lay snuggled in one another's arms, Jim fumbled in his shirt pocket for a cigar.
He smoked contentedly, reveling in the soft sensuous feel of her body molded to his.
"Are you glad I'm here with you?" she asked him mischievously.
"I sure am, Honey. I sure am." To his surprise, she borrowed his smoke and took a long
drag. "Hey, I didn't know girls liked cigars."
She blew lazy smoke rings into the air. "They probably don't. But that's the best reason
I know for trying 'em." Honey's confidence knew no bounds. She had found herself a
home, for the moment at least. And a very satisfying lover.


Chapter 4

Much to her own surprise, Honey awoke when it was still dark, feeling hornier than
ever. Wonderful as their fuck had been, it only seemed to have whetted her appetite.
She began to explore the naked body next to her. Jim's arms were strong and muscular,
his belly hard and flat as a board, his cock was soft and sticky. The very feel of it made
her cunt tingle. Her fingers worked skillfully over the limp shaft, trying to bring it to
renewed erection. At the same time as it started to show signs of life, Jim awoke.
"Hey, what's happening?" He sounded grumpy. The young farmer did not like being
awakened from a sound sleep, no matter what the reason.
Honey refused to be cowed. "I was just touching you. I've never been able to sleep all
night with a boy before. It turns me on." She giggled and squeezed his growing cock
encouragingly.
He looked at his watch. "How can anybody be turned on at four in the morning?"
"Sounds like a good time to me. Where you going?" To her disappointment, he was
getting up and putting on his clothes.
"I've gotta piss," he grunted. "I'll probably be gone for a while. Once I wake up, I can't
go to sleep again."
Honey brightened. Maybe they could make it outside. "Can I go with you?"
He tousled her hair. "Look, kid... why don't you give me some time to myself, okay?
I'm not used to having a woman around. I'll leave Blue here to keep you company... so
you don't get scared."
She pulled the blanket up over her head. "Thanks," she grumbled sarcastically.
When he was gone, she sat up in bed and turned on the light. Disappointment had
turned to anger. She couldn't imagine how anyone could be so unromantic as to desert
their lover right in the middle of their first night together. That sure wasn't the way it
went in her romance magazines. She looked for one of his little cigars, but he seemed to
have taken them with him. She noticed the big black lab looking at her from the other
side of the camper.
"I'm sorry, big boy. You wanted to go too, didn't you? Well, I guess we're stuck with
one another. Why don't you come over here and keep me company?"
The dog came over and nudged his head against her hand and whined softly as she
stroked him.
"Good fella. You're a real good fella. You know something? I have a dog too. His
name's Shep." As she spoke, Honey began to entertain a daring and obscene idea.
She was horny. Jim had left her to her own devices. She thought of Shep and the good
things he used to do for her to keep her from feeling frustrated. It would be dangerous
to let the animal fuck her here. Jim might come back at any minute. But maybe if he
just licked her... that would be easy to cover up if she had to. She remembered the
swipe of Shep's tongue on her trembling twat, and her mind was made up. She swung
her legs over the side of the bed and set them down, one on either side of Blue's big
head. This left her cunt wide open and vulnerable in front of his muzzle.
"Look, boy... what's that, eh? Tastes good. Why don't you try it?" She grazed a finger
lewdly over her cunt-slit and pressed it against the dog's nose. He sniffed it and licked
at it eagerly. Blue had the idea now. He rammed his nose against her sensitive pussy
furrow and extended his tongue.
"Hhhhhnnnhhhh!" She sucked in a lusty mouthful of air. "That's the way, big fella!
That's the way!"
Honey watched fascinated as the lab ran his tongue all the way up along her cunt-slit.
The texture of his tongue was slightly rough, but only enough to make his licks
intensely arousing. Honey scooted forward so her ass-cheeks rested on the very edge of
the bed. The maneuver gave the dog complete access to her vulnerable slit, all the way
down to her asshole.
The dog lost no time in licking her. His tongue slid over her puckered asshole and she
whimpered with rapt pleasure. It spread the fluted lips of her pussy and she ground her
cunt-mound up against him. The teenager felt totally wanton letting her lover's dog
play with her like this. It gave her a perverse pleasure to know that she was getting her
kicks from Jim in her own way, whether he knew about it or not. If she couldn't have
him right now, she would settle for his dog.
"Oooooohhh... you're a good dog, Blue. My pussy feels soooo good!" Her words made
her blood pulse hotly through her veins. Her clit was hard as stone, and it drove her to
earthy chortles of lust every time the tongue assaulted that swollen little nubbin.
Overcome with lust, Honey raised her feet onto the edge of the bed and skittered her
ass down against her heels. She couldn't get any more wide open than this!
She watched with wanton fascination as the big black head worked tirelessly in between
her bent legs. She could see his black nose grazing over her hard clit at the same time
as the pleasure jolts made her whole being shudder with passion. The obscene sight of
his pink wet tongue working over her fleshy slit made her heart beat faster and her eyes
glaze over with mounting lust.
While she wriggled her pussy down against the dog's tongue, the blonde kept one ear
peeled for any signs of her lover's return. As her excitement grew, however, she worried
less and less about discovery. What really mattered to her were the continuous darts of
arousal that nibbled at every nerve ending.
"Hhhnnhh... do it to me, Blue darling! My pussy's so hot and wet! Do you like the way
it tastes, Blue? Do you like eating me up?" Her raunchy encouragement helped inflame
the smoldering passion seething deep in her belly. While the dog licked hungrily, she
let her head loll back against her shoulders. She shut her eyes and imagined the lewd
picture she and the black Labrador must make... sharing their moment of forbidden
passion before Jim returned.
When the dog's tongue seemed to catch on her asshole and prodded several times at
that vulnerable little hole, Honey thought she would go out of her mind with
excitement. She ground her hips up toward the dog's face, practically raising her ass off
the bed.
The pleasure was carrying her beyond all reason, all reality, all thought. Her cunt was
the center of her universe.
"Oooooohhh! I'm commmmminggg!" Her orgam was upon her almost before she knew
it. She collapsed onto the bed and the wall of the camper on the other side. Her pussy
oozed hot juices that the dog quickly lapped up. She lay twisted on the bed for several
minutes. Then, relaxed and content, she crawled under the covers and turned off the
light.
Much to Jim's relief, the girl was sleeping like a babe when he returned from his walk.
The dog was wide awake and anxious, though. Jim had never seen Blue like this. He
decided the animal must have been worried about being left alone with a stranger. He
knelt down and ruffled the animal's thick coat of fur. "Did you think I'd walked out on
you, big boy?" The fresh air had relaxed him, and Jim was able to crawl back into bed
and go to sleep.
When he awoke, the sun was pouring in through the windows of the camper. He
stretched out lazily, and felt the titillating resistance of Honey's naked body against his.
She was still asleep, and he ran his hands freely over her belly and tits and pussy-hair,
examining her treasures.
Even though she still had not awakened, her nipples grew long and hard as he rubbed
the full mounds of her breasts. He slipped a hand down to her pussy that was still wet
with her juices and his. The slick womanly feel of her brought his cock to erection
quickly. The young farmboy was beginning to appreciate the plus features of waking up
to a beautiful naked woman right in the same bed!
He rolled her over onto her side, facing away from him, and snuggled next to her. He
slid his cock between her ass-cheeks until it probed against her cunt-slit. His eager
cock-head found her hole and he buried his prick deep in her clasping hot pussy.
"Mmmm!" She started to wriggle her buttocks back against him.
He began to saw his stiff prick back and forth in her welcoming pussy, relishing the
way her hot cunt-walls clung to his hardness. They seemed reluctant to let him go.
They clung to him as long as possible on each outstroke. The effect was a delicious
fluttering feeling along the whole length of his pulsing penis.
"Oh, baby!" he groaned, closing his eyes to concentrate on the waves of pleasure
rippling through his aroused body. He pushed her upper torso forward slightly, so her
ass was thrust out in his direction. This way, he had better access to her cunt. He could
feel his cock-tip grazing her cervix deep inside her and he groaned with the pure lusty
pleasure of taking the young beauty so deep, so totally.
"Ooooohh, Goddd!" she wailed suddenly. "Aaaaaaahhh! How good it is!" Still half lost
in sleep, Honey was awake enough to know that wonderful tantalizing things were
happening to her cunt. In her vulnerable state, the effects of his filling cock were more
overwhelming than ever. "Oh, yesssss! Yesssss! I love it like that!" she moaned.
Honey was delighted that Jim had finally responded to the stimulating intimacy of lying
naked in bed together. Though her climax with the dog had cleared out most of the
hostility she had felt earlier, it was still good to feel him responding to her this way
again. Honey was all ready to forgive and forget and fuck and fuck.
She squirmed her ass-cheeks enthusiastically back against Jim's loins. Her pussy
swallowed his hard cock again and again. She forced her cunt down hard onto his penis
each time, so he had no respite from the stimulating clasp of her twat.
"Jee-zuz. Honey, baby, your pussy feels awfully good! Wow, it really feels good!" Once
again, Jim felt like the luckiest guy in the world. He couldn't get over the intensity of
sensuality he was able to reach with this sexy, wanton hitchhiker.
With the cozy warmth of sleep still heavy upon them, Jim and his pretty new
companion writhed sensually against one another. The more wantonly she squirmed
back against him, the more firmly he held her shapely hips. The harder he drove his
penis into her wet pussy.
"Ohhhhh, Jim," she mewled, "if only you knew how bad I wanted this. Uuuuuuuhhh,
you're so good, soooooo good!" She could feel an insistent pulsing tremor building
steadily in the pit of her belly. Like a wild animal, she shoved her ass back against him,
bracing herself against the thin mattress beneath. She wanted to cum.
"Uuuuuhhh, ohhh yessss, I'm commmmming!" Once again the hot pleasure waves were
washing over her. "Mmmm, what a good way to start the day!"
While she murmured contentedly, Jim gave way to his own climax. "Oh, baby, this is
going to be good!" Despite the two jarring orgasms he had already enjoyed since he met
this girl, it seemed the hot jets of semen would never cease. At last, though, he was
done and he snuggled against her back to wait for the strength to rise and start the day.
Later, when they were on the road, Honey reached over and grasped the flaccid cock in
his jeans. "I got an idea, she said. Her pussy started to throb. Maybe they could stop by
the side of the road for a quick one. That would be new and exciting.
He moved her hand gently but firmly back to her own lap. "It's time you learned
something, girl. You can't make love all the time. You've got to find other things to
interest you."
"Like what?"
"That's for you to figure out. I'm not your baby-sitter. You've got to learn to look out
for yourself, Honey."
"Don't worry. I will." Already her mischievous young mind had ideas.


Chapter 5

Honey's plan was a daring one. As the afternoon wore on, and the flat miles swept
endlessly by, she asked Jim if he would mind if she took a nap in the back.
"Sure, go right ahead." He looked forward to the time alone. As much fun as Honey
was in bed, he missed the peace and quiet he had known before he picked her up. He
pulled over to the side of the road and waited for her to get out.
"Do you mind if I take Blue back with me? For the company?" Her wide blue eyes were
innocent and trusting. She was a young vulnerable girl, a runaway, frightened to be
alone.
Jim would have preferred to keep his dog in the front with him. But it was hard to deny
such an angelic face anything she wanted. "Sure, take Blue along. He can snooze, too."
As the teenager led the dog into the back of the camper, she smiled mischievously to
herself. This would be the perfect set-up. She'd be alone with the big Labrador. And she
would be undisturbed. Jim would have to stop the truck before he could interrupt them.
And that would be her signal to get straight.
Despite all the sexual escapades she had been involved in over the past twenty-four
hours, Honey's appetite was not sated. New possibilities stood out like a challenge
before her. Fucking Jim's dog was naughty and it was forbidden. That just made it all
the more tantalizing. It would be her project to ease the boredom of an afternoon's
drive across the plains. "Come on, Blue! You and me are going to have some good fun
this afternoon!" As the camper started to move, she arranged a soft pad of blankets in
the aisle. She encouraged the dog to sit down with her and she began to stroke him.
"Gee, you're a good-looking fella, Blue." Her hands ran all over his sleek, blue-black
coat. He lay down and rolled over onto his back to allow her to rub his belly. With
naughty glee, she began to brush roughly over his furry cock-sheath.
Within moments, she detected signs of life in there. The dog soon had an erect cock
that protruded long and red from his sheath.
Honey gasped at the size of the animal's swollen cudgel. "It's so big, Blue," she giggled.
"It's even bigger than my friend Shep's." While she stroked the dog's loins, she
removed her clothing and brushed her naked body sensuously against the dog's. Her
pink nipples grew long and hard as she rubbed her tits over his soft flanks.
"Mmmmmn, feels nice."
She could feel her clit getting hard, her pussy getting wet as she engaged more and
more wantonly in her obscene love-play with the dog. Her belly began to pulse with
longing. She was hot and excited! This big handsome dog was going to make her feel
good! The thought made her lick her lips in anticipation.
Wriggling down onto her back on the blanket, she spread her knees wide and begged
the dog to investigate her wet, wide-open snatch. "Come on, boy! Make me feel good...
like you did last night!" She watched wide-eyed as the excited animal maneuvered in
between her legs and began to prod her clitoris with his cold nose. "Uuuuuuuhhhh.
Oooohh, good!"
At once, she started to react to the lewd, unnatural probing by wriggling her cunt up
against the animal's muzzle. She parted her pussy- lips with her fingertips to let him get
at the most sensitive parts of her. Within moments, she was red-hot for something long
and hard and filling like that swollen cock that still protruded from Blue's furry sheath.
"Oh, Blue... I want you to fuck me!" Honey quivered with expectation as she positioned
herself on hands and knees and thrust her ass back in the direction of the dog's face.
The camper still sped merrily along the highway. The teenager experienced a surge of
titillation at the thought of the perverted act she was about to commit practically right
under Jim's nose.
She wanted to do this thing so badly! Now that she was free of the restraining
supervision of her aunt and uncle, Honey felt wild and excited. She wanted to indulge
all the illicit thoughts she had never been able to carry into action before. She wanted to
investigate all the pleasures of the senses. While she thrust her ass high into the air, her
tits pressed into the blanket on the floor. She felt the dog's cold nose poking in between
her ass-cheeks. He was curious, but he didn't know what to do with her yet.
"Ooooooohhh... your nose feels good, fella! See that? You know what that's for, don't
you, boy?" Her obscene words heightened her lust. She undulated her buttocks more
provocatively, grabbed them and spread them wide for the perplexed animal. She ran
her hand sensuously over her ass-cheeks, reveling in the tantalizing arousal pangs that
were darting through her lewdly positioned body. "Come on, boy! Get up here! Up,
boy!" She slapped her ass firmly.
That did the trick. The smell of hot female and the familiar posture finally coaxed the
dog into action. Though her ass didn't look much like a bitch's ass, the dog wrapped
his forelegs fiercely around Honey's smooth white hips and thrust forward. His slick
red dog-cock skimmed over the wet puffy lips of her cunt again and again, each time
missing the mark.
With desperate eagerness, Honey raised and squirmed her hips back in the dog's
direction, looking for the right combination of moves to guide his stiff cudgel up into
her wet, waiting pussy.
"Come on, Blue baby. Oooohh, yeah... you almost had it that time! Ooohh, man, I
want it so bad!"
She kneeled in the narrow aisle of the camper, naked and aroused. The dog hunched
his loins eagerly against her ass, trying to impale her cunt with his stiff prick. They
made a depraved pair... the wanton teenager and the urgently humping black Labrador.
The harder the dog tried to stick her with his cock, the worse she craved it. It had
become an obsession with her.
"Get it in me! Get it in me, Blue!"
With an urgency born of desperation, she reached back and grabbed the long tapered
member. She guided it in under her ass-cheeks and poked the tip against her yielding
cunt-hole.
She felt the dog lunge forward and that was the last she knew for several moments.
"Oooohh, my God-d! It hurts! Oh, Blue!"
Already the dog had set up a hard fucking rhythm. His ramrod-stiff organ flew in and
out of her ruthlessly splayed cunt. Honey had never been this filled. The dog was like a
machine in the rutting speed and regularity of his thrusts. His prick felt hard as steel.
"You've got to stop! You've got to stop, Blue!" She tried to crawl away from him, but
there wasn't much of anywhere to go in the small camper, and the dog was strong. His
forelegs held her in an unrelenting grip.
Crouching low on her arms, Honey experimented with wriggling her ass this way and
that to try to find the most comfortable position. Her attempts began to have a strange
effect. Instead of wailing in pain and panic, she began to moan. Now that her cunt was
getting used to the long, hard intrusion, now that she was cooperating with the dog, she
was starting to feel definite surges of pleasure that were getting better by the minute.
"Mmmmmm... ooooohh yessss... that's the way, Blue! Don't stop now!" she exclaimed.
As urgently as she had been trying to discourage the dog a few moments before, she
now began to plead with him to go on. She wiggled her ass carelessly backward, no
longer fearing pain. Now she was enthusiastically looking for more pleasure...
experimenting to find better and better angles for enjoyment. "Oooohhh... it's good
now... like I remembered it!"
Again, she reveled in the overwhelming energy of a dog lover. He never slowed, never
flagged in his hard determined stroking. His cock moved in and out of her with
predictable speed and force. The anticipation of the next wrenching impalement was
half the pleasure.
Honey's mouth fell open and her head tilted far backward as she abandoned herself to
true bestial passion. She relinquished all control over her body and mind. She
responded to the dog the way he was responding to her – with brutal urgent need.
"Fuck me! Fuck me, Blue!" she cried.
Honey experienced a moment's panic as she felt the camper slow down. She feared she
wouldn't have the willpower to stop the dog now, and Jim would discover her most
secret sin. But once again, they picked up speed and the young runaway breathed a sigh
of relief. Safe again.
The dog's rhythmic skewering was driving her to higher and higher peaks of excitation.
"It's so good! So good!" she mewled many times over. It was only a matter now of
crossing that last peak. "Ooooohhh... oh, God... I'm commmming!" Honey thrust her
ass back hard against the animal's loins, riding his cock. To heighten her excitement,
she felt the dog's thrusts become rougher and choppier. Then she felt his cock swell
and explode inside her.
As he dismounted the sated female, a trickle of cum clung to his cock and her wet twat.
It was only broken when she rolled over onto her back and reached for the dog. She
stroked his head. "Good boy," she cooed. "That was nice."
She had only a few moments to enjoy the hazy aftermath of orgasm when the camper
slowed once again. This time it came to a complete stop. Honey hurried into her
clothes and rearranged the blanket on the bed. She was just in time.
Jim opened the camper door and climbed in. The blonde smiled up at him from the
bed. Her face was flushed, her eyes looked drowsy. He thought he had never seen her
looking more beautiful. He sat next to her on the narrow bed and ran his hands over
her body. Even through her clothes, her lush curves inspired his cock to life.
Now that he had had some time to himself, Jim was feeling good about Honey again.
He had had his rest. Now he thought it might be fun to play with her for a while.
"I was going to suggest we make some sandwiches out of that grub we bought this
morning. But I'm getting a better idea... how about if I eat that sweet pussy of yours?"
He started to fumble with the buckle to her jeans.
In a panic, Honey pulled his hands quickly away. When he looked hurt, she struggled
for an explanation. "I... I'm not in the mood for that right now, Jim, honey. But I'd sure
like to play with your big cock." She smiled promisingly at him. No matter what, she
mustn't let him taste the dog cum in her cunt. He might not know what it was, but on
the other hand, he wasn't dumb either. It wouldn't take him long to put two and two
together.
Jim grinned. He sure wasn't going to turn down a chance to just sit back and enjoy her
mouth on his growing prick. That sounded even better than eating her pussy.
While he remained seated on the edge of the bed, Honey kneeled on the floor between
his knees. Eagerly she pulled his cock from his fly. Her pussy still throbbed hot and wet
inside her jeans. It pleased her perverse sense of excitement to suck off the master after
she had just fucked the dog. "Mmmmmm, I'm going to enjoy this. You have such a
beautiful cock, Jim."
Gently she closed her lips around the swollen, mushroom-shaped head and began to
suck. Her lips moved lightly as a feather, but the effect was devastating. Jim leaned his
head back against the side of the camper and began to groan with contentment. "Jeez,
you're a sexy little thing. Man alive, I don't think the boys back home would even
believe you exist!"
She sucked hungrily, as though she had been starved for sex for days or weeks.
"You're a greedy little cunt, aren't you!" His eyes were glazed with lust. He would never
have used such language normally, but right now it turned him on. Honey's mouth
made a new man out of him every time her tongue swirled over the sensitive flesh of
his cock.
She paused for a moment from her lascivious task. "I sure am!" She licked her lips.
Opening wide, her mouth swallowed his turgid length once again. If you only knew
how greedy, she thought naughtily.


Chapter 6

Honey and Jim made an agreement. She could travel with him as long as it was
comfortable for both of them. She would be free to say good-bye any time she found a
place she wanted to stay. In the meantime, Jim would feed her and watch out for her.
She would be ready and willing for sex any time he felt like it. When the time came to
part neither of them would be under any obligation.
"I want you to understand, Honey," Jim told her in all seriousness one night, "I might
want to go out with other girls. I don't want to get hooked to any one person. I've got a
girl waiting for me back home, remember that."
"Oh sure, I'll remember." Honey took this piece of advice with her usual airy self
confidence. She made a silent provision that she would be sneaking off with Jim's dog
any time she felt like it, too. Jim was a nice guy, but they didn't really have much in
common.
By the time they set up camp in a small trailer park by a lake, Honey was bored. She
hoped she might find something or someone there to revive her interest.
Jim had chosen the park because the lake was reputed to have good fishing. He
confessed to Honey that fishing was his secret passion. "I probably won't be around
much for the next few days. You'll have to look out for yourself."
Her first day alone, Honey met a young girl who was traveling with her boy friend. The
pretty, shy brunette was not much older than Honey, and they hit it off immediately.
"Boy, I'm sure glad I met you," Honey enthused as they sat by the lakeshore eating
fresh peaches.
The juice ran down her chin, and Honey wiped it carelessly away with the back of her
hand. "I get real tired of talking to guys all the time, don't you?"
"Yeah. Pete wants to talk about his motorcycle all the time. It gets us around all right,
but I don't find it that interesting to talk about." The girl, whose name was Pam, talked
in a monotonous flat voice. Outwardly, she had none of Honey's vivacious lust for life.
Her large dark eyes, however, sparkled with interest as she listened to her new friend
talk. Pam was the kind of girl who was used to listening instead of talking. She had
been doing what other people told her to most of her life.
"What do you like to talk about?" Honey asked her.
"Oh... all kinds of things. Clothes and boys and..."
"Yeah, that's what I like to talk about, too. Boys and sex." They started to walk around
the shore of the lake, stopping to sit again in a spot that was isolated. Honey had had
few girl friends in her life. She had lost a couple of them by trying to get them to have
sex with her. Ever since puberty she had experienced strange little thrills whenever she
talked to a girl that she found really attractive. She was getting those thrills with Pam.
She enjoyed talking to her about her outrageous escapades. She liked to see her new
friend's eyes grow wide when she talked about the swimming hole down by the stream.
She didn't mention her experiments with dogs, but she was generous with details of her
encounters with the boys back home.
"Gosh, didn't your folks give you what for?"
"I don't have any folks. Just my aunt and uncle. I never told them anything if I could
help it."
"My folks found out about me and Pete and we had to run away to keep them from
making us break up." Pam sighed. Talking about her home seemed to distress her.
"You miss your family?" Honey was hoping this girl was like her... that she had made a
clean break from an unhappy background.
"Not my folks. They never liked me very much. But I miss my older sister, Connie. Her
and me got along real good. She taught me everything I know, especially about boys."
Honey watched the brunette's face light up as she talked about her sister. Pam was
looking at the water in front of them, so the blonde could study her profile
uninterrupted. She thought she had never seen such beautiful big eyes or such a full
mouth. She looks like she must like to kiss, Honey decided. Her gaze wandered on
down to the girl's breasts. Big and full as Honey's were, Pam's tits were even bigger and
fuller. They were the one really developed part of Pam's slender young body.
Unable to resist the urge to touch the other girl, Honey stroked Pam's neck and
shoulder. The brunette looked at her. Her eyes registered no displeasure-only surprise.
"I was just brushing a bug off you." Honey smiled. When Pam smiled back, she decided
to leave her hand on that soft naked shoulder. It felt good.
"What about Jim?" Pam asked. "Is he your boy friend now?"
"Heck no! We're just traveling together for a while. Jim's helping me get back on my
feet. He's been real nice to me, except when the bastard tried to dump me at a diner."
She smiled to relieve the momentary flash of anger. "He's an okay guy. Fucks good
too."
"Where did you meet him?"
"He picked me up when I was hitchhiking the other day."
Pam's dark eyes shone with admiration. "Gee, Honey... you're brave... I'd never have
the nerve to hitch cross country by myself."
"I didn't have a choice. Besides, it's not so bad. Guys tend to be nice to a good-looking
girl. And you're as good-looking as I am," Honey added generously. Her hand slipped
down over Pam's swelling tit. "Your tits are bigger than mine." She couldn't hide her
fascination with the smooth round swells that bulged from the top of Pam's halter.
Pam grinned nervously at her blonde companion, but she made no attempt to push the
hand away. If anything, she thrust her chest out a little farther, as though to show off
her tits.
The isolation of the spot they had chosen to talk and the nearness of the pretty girl
made Honey brave. She dared to slip a hand down into the halter and squeeze the lush
tit that molded itself to her palm.
"Mmmmm " Pam closed her eyes and threw her head back lazily. Her mouth curved
into a sultry smile.
The brunette's response amazed Honey. She had been expecting at least token
resistance to her bold gesture. "Do you like that, Pam?" Her question betrayed her
surprise.
Pam opened her eyes and smiled encouragingly at her friend. "That's what I liked best
about my sister," she confessed. "She used to make me feel so good."
So that was it! Reassured and titillated by the brunette's confession, Honey pulled the
halter down to Pam's waist. Her head tilted forward and she closed her mouth around a
pink rubbery nipple. She began to suck hungrily. The wantonness of her behavior made
her pussy throb wetly. All her life she had wanted to suck a breast, and at last she was
doing it. And this wasn't any ordinary breast; it was the most perfect specimen of
female beauty the girl had ever seen. "Mmmmmm," Honey moaned greedily as her
mouth worked over first one tit and then the other.
At Honey's gentle insistence, Pam allowed herself to be pushed back onto the grass. She
lay in sultry surrender while the blonde girl squeezed and stroked and kissed and licked
her sensitive tits.
Honey's mouth and hands worked busily, finding the right ways to draw the most
passionate responses from her willing young lover. She snaked a hand into Pam's cutoffs 
and found the tangled thatch of her cunt-hair. While her own pussy pulsed with
excitement, Honey dipped a finger into another girl's pussy-slit for the first time in her
life.
She liked the way it felt so soft and wet, almost begging her finger to investigate farther.
She rammed it all the way up inside Pam's cunt, and still she met no resistance.
Instead, the brunette humped her loins up in search of more of the bold intrusion.
Aroused by the way Pam's pussy-juices were flowing over her hand, Honey sucked
more avidly than ever on her heaving swollen tits. She worked two fingers in and out of
Pam's cunt as though they were a penis. Within minutes she was rewarded by a low
grunt from her quiet girl friend.
"My God! You're making me come, Honey! You're making me come! Ooooohhh,
nice!"
Impressed with how easy it was to bring pleasure to this shy, sensuous girl, Honey
ached to investigate her body further. She hastily removed Pam's clothing and began to
plant kisses over her tanned, slightly rounded belly and her slender flanks. She
purposely avoided the tempting black thatch of cunt-hair. At last she looked up at her
friend, who was lying wantonly splayed on the grass, mewling in passive delight. "I'm
going to kiss your pussy now, Pam. I want to taste you down there."
Pam gazed through lust-dimmed eyes at the younger girl. "Me too, Honey. Please let
me do you too." She held out her arms and tugged at Honey's shorts. "Take them off."
Honey's pussy throbbed at the lewdness of Pam's suggestion. Pam was going to eat her
pussy while she did the same for Pam. How exciting it would be! The two of them
naked in the grass! Sucking each other to crashing orgasm!
Eager to experience this new forbidden excitement, Honey stretched out next to her
new friend and buried her face in Pam's pussy. She licked the delicate fluted lips of the
other girl's cunt and found the taste tangy and pleasing. She searched for more of the
tantalizing juices while she squirmed her own cunt down at Pam's face. Pam had
stabbed her tongue deep up into her craving hole. The effect was pure ecstasy.
"Oh my God... Pam, you're doing wonderful things to me! Ah, I love the taste of your
pussy, baby!"
"Mmm, I love yours, Honey! This is so good, darling! I've missed the sweet taste of
pussy so bad!" With the skill of experience, Pam tongue-fucked Honey's clasping cunt.
She relished the way Honey's juices flowed from her pussy in response to her mounting
excitement. With the very tip of her tongue, she worried the sensitized nubbin of the
blonde's clitoris. The response was just what she hoped for.
"Oh my God! Do it! Do it to me some more! That's wonderful!" Honey drove her hips
down against Pam's hard-working face, searching for more of the erotic tongue-prods.
She could feel the hot darts of pleasure building in her belly, gathering for the
explosion.
While her pussy grew wetter and wetter, Honey nibbled Pam's cunt with wanton greed.
She wanted to make the other girl cum this way. She wanted to feel her pussy
climaxing right in her face. She licked all the way up from the brunette's anus over her
cunt to her hard, swollen clitoris. Once, twice, three times.
"Mmm, oh, I'm commmming!" Pam was the first to climax, but the sheer heady thrill
of eating her friend's cunt to orgasm was more than Honey could resist.
"Me too! I'm coming too!" Honey cried. The girls' lush bodies writhed together in the
grass, until at last the overwhelming fury of their passion was stilled.
They dressed slowly and walked back to the trailer court arm in arm.
"I wonder what the men would say if they knew what we'd been doing?" Honey said.
"Well, I'll tell you what Pete says tomorrow."
"You mean you're going to tell him!"
"Sure... Pete and I don't have any secrets." Honey was impressed. In her own quiet way,
Pam had her life under control.
"Well, what does he think about you playing with girls?"
"He likes it. Especially when he gets to play, too."
"You mean... he fucks around on you!"
"Only when I'm there. We like to have threesomes." There was no emotion in Pam's
voice as she revealed her astounding life-style to Honey. She was vaguely amused by
Honey's reaction. She was pleased to have something to match Honey's tales from the
stream back home.
Threesomes! Honey thought. That was something she had never tried. "Hey! That
sounds neat!"
Pam recognized the gleam of lust in her friend's eye. "Interested? I know Pete would be
crazy about the idea. I can't imagine anyone better for us to be with." She squeezed
Honey's hand warmly.
Honey giggled. "I'm interested all right. First, though, I'll have to check out your old
man... to make sure he doesn't have two heads!"
They laughed and fell into a hot embrace behind Jim's camper. For the first time, their
mouths locked in a long searching kiss. "I was so hungry for the rest of you, I didn't get
to taste your mouth." Honey was breathing hard. She was ready for another round.
"Mmmm, tastes good. Well, I gotta get back to the tent and make some dinner for Pete.
He gets grouchy when he's hungry. Why don't you come over and see us as soon as
you can?"
"I will." Alone and hot, Honey crawled under the covers inside the camper and played
with her pussy. She wished Jim hadn't taken Blue fishing with him. She could use him
right now!


Chapter 7

Honey liked the looks of Pam's boy friend.
The next morning, she walked by the tent right after Blue and Jim had left for a day of
fishing. Her cunt was still throbbing from the sound fucking Jim had given her last
night. When she saw the tall handsome biker, dressed in nothing but his tight Levi's,
something in her belly went zing!
He was washing his face in a metal bowl set on top of a tree stump. As she approached
him, Honey wondered if Pam had said anything to him yet about her and the brunette.
"Hi!" she said brightly.
It took a few minutes for his handsome face to emerge from the towel he was using to
dry his face. His eyebrows arched as he openly assessed her shorts and halter-clad body
from toes to top. "Hi, yourself."
They grinned at one another for several speechless moments. It was the appearance of
Pam that spurred them into action. "Oh... hi, Honey!" the brunette greeted her
enthusiastically. "I'm glad you could come over. Have you met Pete?"
"No not exactly. How you doing, Pete?" The blonde couldn't take her eyes off his well
developed arms and chest. She had never been held by a man so strong-looking. She
wondered what it would be like.
"I'm okay. I'm glad to meet you, Honey. Pam's been doing a lot of talking about you
ever since you two met. Sounds like you're our kind of girl."
His suggestive leer didn't perturb Honey. She leered right back at him. "Well, you're
not my kind yet, but I think that could change fast." Then and there, a bond was sealed
among the three of them. "We haven't eaten yet, Honey. Want to have some hotcakes
with us?"
The three young people talked and laughed over their meal. The atmosphere was
charged with excitement. Though nothing specific had been said, they all knew why
Honey was there. And they were all anxious to get down to brass tacks.
When the girls had cleaned up the dishes, Pete suggested they go for a hike around the
lake. "The tent's not really big enough for three."
"I think I'll take a blanket this time. May as well make ourselves comfortable." Pam
said.
They found a secluded spot a couple of miles beyond the trailer park area. Pete lost no
time in readying the women for the sexual scene. Grabbing one in each arm, he held
them both close, kissing first one then the other. When it came her turn, Honey kissed
him hungrily, stabbing her tongue deep into his throat, exchanging passion for passion.
"Mmmmmmm!" His mouth was warm and hungry. His kiss made her pussy flare with
desire for him.
"Now you girls kiss!" Pete said. While he watched the two women kissing passionately,
he fondled their ass-cheeks and their tits. "Christ, you girls feel good!"
Already Honey's crotch was soaking wet. The illicit thrill of making love to a girl and
her boy friend at the same time appealed to her prurient imagination. When Pete kissed
her the second time, she could feel the bulge of his cock pressing against her belly. He
ground it against her and she responded by thrusting her own pelvis urgently forward.
"Hey, baby... you're ready for it already, aren't you?" His blue eyes were hazy with lust.
"Why don't you girls take off your clothes?"
While the women obeyed, he spread the blanket and sat down to admire their young
beauty. Honey's body was full and lush, more womanly than his girl friend's. But Pam's
tits were bigger than Honey's. They defied gravity as they pointed out toward him. He
watched the slight breeze bring both the women's nipples to erection and he felt a
throb of aching desire in his cock.
Pete pulled his cock from his fly and watched them carefully for their reactions. He saw
Honey's eyes grow wide. "Who wants it first?" he teased them.
Pam ran a hand affectionately over the blonde's back and round ass-cheeks. "Honey's
our guest. I think she should be first."
That was the signal the reckless teenager had been waiting for. She fell to her knees
between Pete's thighs and took hold of his cock-shaft. It looked so big! Bigger than any
prick she had ever seen! Slowly, sensuously, she worked her hand up and down the
fleshy staff. She felt it jerk and lurch between her fingers, and her pussy throbbed with
lust.
She looked into his eyes and saw the pleasure he was feeling. She was ready and eager
to give him more. She leaned forward and took his whole pulsing penis deep into her
throat. Without waiting, she began to bob her head up and down while her lips nibbled
and sucked him to even greater hardness.
"Uuuuuhhh! Jee-zuz! You know how to suck cock, baby!" His approval fired her zeal.
She worked feverishly swirling her tongue around the bulbous cock-head on every
upstroke.
To her delight, she felt soft searching hands on her buttocks and in along the cleft of
her ass. The hands were followed by a mouth. Pam planted tantalizing kisses over her
upthrust half-moons and worked in to find the puckered hole of her anus. Her tongue
penetrated the sphincter with obscene greed and Honey quivered with wanton arousal.
"Oh, God, that's so good!" Honey moaned. No one had ever done anything so
perverted to her.
Honey could never have imagined a tongue on her ass could feel this good.
"You like that, darling?" Pam asked her. "My specialty's giving rim-jobs. I love it. It's so
sexy. I love your cute ass, Honey darling." The shy quiet Pam was turning out to be a
sexual lioness, particularly in the presence of her handsome boy friend.
While her new girl friend worked her mouth over her asshole, Honey sucked Pete's
cock with feverish enthusiasm. It filled her mouth to brimful, but Honey enjoyed the
strain of accommodating his turgid member. It felt so slick and smooth in her mouth.
His balls were large and heavy, and she took them in her mouth, one at a time, and
sucked them eagerly. Her skilled manipulations brought lusty groans from deep in his
throat. She felt his hands grip her hair and guide her movements over him. He was
tuned in to what she was doing to him. He wanted more.
Honey was ready to give him more. She squirmed her ass up against her friend's face
and sucked Pete's cock with the same eagerness. She loved the daring wantonness of
being out in the open air like this, involved in a lurid sexual triangle.
"Mmmmmm!" Honey moaned as she worked ceaselessly, tirelessly. The juices flowed
freely from her pussy as she writhed in passionate labor between her two lovers.
"Uuuuhh, Christ, that's great!" Pete told her. "Why don't you sit on it now, baby? Let
me feel that sweet pussy of yours!"
She was reluctant to give up Pam's talented tongue on her ass, but the thought of
feeling that thick cock spreading her cunt-walls wide was more than she could resist.
She squatted down facing the handsome young man and guided his cock up into her. It
penetrated her deep. She was already so excited from Pam's licking that feeling the cock
drive up inside forced an orgasm right out of her. She threw her head back and
moaned, "God, I'm commmmming!"
"Wow, baby! That was quick! I can feel your tight little snatch grabbing onto me like it
hasn't eaten for a month!" His own features dissolved into an urgent leer. He grasped
the sexy blonde by the hips and began to guide her movements up and down over his
throbbing member. Her cunt-muscles still spasmed hotly, clutching his prick in a
tantalizing virginal embrace. "Jee-zuz! That's good!"
Pam stood next to the couple for a while. She watched her boy friend caressing her new
girl friend. The only emotion she experienced was pure carnal desire. Her pussy pulsed
wetly from the depraved thrill of reaming Honey's asshole. She wanted to get her own
satisfaction from the situation. While her fingers rubbed gently over her clit, she
planned her part in the wanton threesome.
Bracing her hands on Pete's massive shoulders, Honey helped to raise and lower her
squirming ass over the big man's stiff cock. It was delicious to feel him maneuvering
her buttocks over him, but she couldn't resist the urge to expend her own efforts. The
building stimulation was so intense that she couldn't just sit passively and let him move
her. She needed to move, too. She needed to respond to that big thick cock surging this
way and that deep in her cunt.
Pete closed his eyes and concentrated on the warm wet clutch of the blonde beauty's
greedy pussy. He pulled her down hard, trying to get even deeper into her, relishing the
resilient contact of her cervix on his cock-tip. "Christ! Unnhhh!" he yelped.
Pam had figured out her own way to get into the orgy. She wriggled in between Pete
and Honey, facing the girl's face. By squatting down, she could get her pussy poised at
the blonde's mouth. She pulled the curly head forward, urging the younger girl to
relieve the mounting frenzy in her cunt. "Come on, Honey! Suck my pussy, please!"
This new element to the obscene triangle fired lurid responses in Honey's thickly
skewered cunt. Without hesitation, she extended her tongue and stabbed the glistening
pink nub of her friend's clit. Her tongue swirled round and round the blood-engorged
little peak and was rewarded by Pam's passionate moans and gurgles. The taste of
excited pussy excited Honey to more abandoned efforts. As Pam tilted her cunt forward
and up, Honey drove her tongue in deeper and worried the sensitized hole of Pam's
seeping twat.
"Oooooohhh... mmmmmm... that's it, Honey darling! That's the way!" Pam was
delighted with the younger girl's passionate response to her lewdly proffered pussy. She
ground her cunt-mound against Honey's face, wriggling up and down to keep even
with the blonde's gyrations over her boy friend's cock.
The shameless promiscuity of the two women made Pete's cock swell to aching
hardness inside Honey's pussy. Pam's smooth white ass-cheeks were jiggling right in his
face. He had to lean back slightly to accommodate her presence between him and
Honey. He took little nips of her firm, tantalizing flesh. His lips worked eagerly over
her backside, planting kisses wherever they landed.
The threesome was quickly lost in passion. They moaned and gyrated out of control on
the blanket. Honey ate the pink pussy in front of her and slammed her own pussy
tirelessly down onto Pete's prick. Pete fucked her hard and deep while he smothered
kisses on Pam's ass. Pam was the queen of all, standing above them, straddling them,
getting her pleasure from both willing mouths. Her continued moans were like wild
animal cries.
None of them had any idea how long the obscene orgy lasted. The excitement carries
them off to a private world of timelessness. It was only their own trigger responses that
finally brought them back to earth.
"Oooohhh! My pussy's exploding!" Honey exclaimed.
"Jee-zuz Christ, woman! Move it! Move that pussy! Uuuuhhhh!" Pete cried.
They struggled and wriggled against one another for several moments. Then they lay
down on the blanket and snuggled close. Pete was still fully clothed, except for his
flaccid cock lying limp across his belly. He was flanked on either side by a sated,
exhausted woman, naked and flush with passion.
They fell into a light doze that lasted till the hot rays of the noonday sun awakened
them. Naked and laughing, they ran into the lake for a refreshing dip.
When Honey at last saw Pete naked, his long soft cock hanging between his legs, she
was hooked again. She wouldn't leave him alone in the water. By the time he emerged
from the lake, he was rock-hard once again.
This time, Pam fucked him while he ate Honey's sweet-tasting pussy. They were all
happy and tired when they headed back to the trailer park for a late snack.


Chapter 8

Honey introduced Jim to Pam and Pete. The men got along well. They made plans to
go fishing together.
Honey had her own plans for a day free of both men. She begged Jim to leave Blue
with her. "You'll have Pete to keep you company. I'd like to look after Blue for a
change. I want to take him for a hike with me."
Jim had been paying less and less attention to Honey. He had his eye on a well-built
redhead in the park whom he hadn't yet had the nerve to speak to. Harboring a vague
feeling of guilt, even though he owed Honey nothing, he agreed to let her look after his
dog. "Just make sure you don't lose sight of him. I'm mighty attached to that dog."
"I know, Jim. Don't worry. If anyone gets lost, it'll probably be me. That's why I want
to take Blue along... to look after me."
Jim grinned over his young companion's enthusiasm. He leaned forward and kissed her
tenderly on the cheek. "See you later, Honey."
The bubbly blonde had scarcely missed Jim's affection over the last few days. With the
attentions of both Pete and Pam, she was well taken care of. But she had missed Blue.
She missed the wanton depravity of feeling that big dog-cock splitting her pussy-lips
wide open.
To her disappointment, before she could get into anything with the Labrador, she heard
a knocking at the camper door. It was Pam.
"Hi, Honey! I thought, seeing the guys are going to be away all day, we could do
something together."
That's what Honey had thought, too. Only she wanted to wait until later, after she had
rid herself of her secret lust. She had been afraid to tell Pam about this perversity. She
feared it might be more than anyone could accept. But now she began to entertain
possibilities.
"I was thinking about going for a hike in the woods. What do you think? We've got
Blue to keep us company!" Honey felt a perverse pang of jealousy as the big dog
nuzzled his nose into Pam's lap. She was going to have to get over that, in her own
way.
"That's a swell idea! Why don't we take a picnic? I'll go get some food and a blanket."
"Great! I'll meet you in five minutes!" Honey stuffed some cookies into her pack, and a
pint of Scotch that Jim had hidden away in the front of the camper.
Within half an hour of leaving the trailer park, the girls and the dog were quite alone.
Though there were hundreds of acres of wilderness surrounding the lake, Honey had
marveled at the way the campers seemed to stick to their little community. She
deplored their lack of adventure.
She felt free and happy hiking through the bushes with her girl friend and the dog.
They were all three enjoying themselves immensely. They didn't stop walking for
almost three hours. Then they spread the blanket and prepared to have lunch.
Honey was quivering with her own secret excitement. She almost didn't dare hope she
could seduce Pam into cooperating. But she was going to give it a try. The Scotch
would help.
"Look what I brought!" she said, holding up the bottle.
"Great! Booze!" Pam giggled. Honey was the best friend she had ever had. She was
helping the quiet brunette to come out of her shell. Pam had laughed more in the week
she had known Honey than she could ever remember laughing before. Even Pete was
not as positive an influence on her. He was too bossy. Honey was fun. No strings
attached.
Pam pulled out buttered bread and hard-boiled eggs and a piece of ham for Blue. The
girls and the dog ate ravenously. Honey filled their plastic glasses with the Scotch. After
the strenuous exercise, the booze went right to their heads.
"Gee, Honey! I'm having a really good time!"
The blonde detected the slur in her friend's voice. Now would be a good time to test
out the mellowing effect of the alcohol.
"So am I, Pam. You know something? I feel like doing something really reckless today,
something my aunt and uncle would never approve of in a hundred years."
Pam giggled wildly. "Yeah! That sounds great! What should we do?"
"Oh, I don't know." She stroked Blue's coat thoughtfully. "Have you ever thought
about fucking a dog?"
"Wow, Honey..." She giggled to relieve the pressure. "That's a pretty wild one all right.
That's just about the wildest thing I ever heard in my whole life."
"Oh, I don't know. It might feel good. See, look at how hard Blue's cock is getting
when I stroke him there. It's a big one, isn't it? Imagine what it would feel like screwing
into your tight pussy. Haven't you ever once thought about it?"
Pam looked doubtful. "No... well, maybe, once or twice, when I was back home and I
was real horny and my folks wouldn't let me out. I'd let my dog lick me sometimes."
To her amusement, Honey watched a red glow spread over her girl friend's features.
"How did it feel? Pretty good, I bet."
The brunette wouldn't look at her now. "Yeah, it felt pretty good. But I never felt right
about it," she added quickly.
"Why not?"
"But, Honey... it's... immoral."
"So's fucking a guy when you're not married to him. But that sure feels good, doesn't
it? Would you quit fucking Pete just because it's immoral?"
"No..."
"Then what's so different about a dog?"
"People aren't supposed to fuck dogs!" Pam was getting agitated. She gulped at her
drink and waved her hands to illustrate her points.
"Who says?"
Pam thought a minute. "Oh, I don't know, but I'm sure my father would think it was
wrong!"
"So what do you care what your father would say?"
That stopped Pam dead. Her dark wide eyes surveyed her friend seriously. "You mean
to tell me you would seriously consider fucking a dog!?"
Honey looked Pam straight in the eye. To her delight, she thought she could see lust
there. The idea was turning her friend on. "Sure. Why not? I think it would feel good."
For several moments there was silence. Honey continued to stroke the dog's flanks and
loins. His red tapered cock stood out long and hard from his cock-sheath. Pam watched
it with fascination, then she looked up at Honey. "Do you think we should try it?" It
was evident now that the idea excited Pam. Her eyes shone brightly as she spoke.
Honey could scarcely contain her own excitement. "Yeah... I think we should." She
tried without success to make her voice sound casual.
"Then you do it first!" Pam looked proud of herself. She felt she had her friend
cornered.
"Okay, I'll do it first. But let's both get naked." Trembling with arousal, Honey began to
remove her shirt and jeans. Pam looked shocked, but she was dutifully unbuttoning her
blouse.
The brunette could scarcely believe the lewd turn events had taken. She and her new
girl friend were about to fuck a dog right here in the woods. The grotesque idea turned
her on, but she could still only half believe it was really going to happen.
When both girls were naked, Honey embraced Pam and kissed her wantonly. Their
tongues locked in a lewd oral duel that left them both faint with passion. They fondled
one another's tits and bellies as they kissed. The fires of lust seemed to dart back and
forth from one girl to the other, creating a tense erotic atmosphere in the little woods
clearing. Honey led Pam's hand to Blue's cock-sheath and made her touch the hard
tapered member. Pam tried to pull away at first, but Honey could feel the other girl
trembling. Within moments she was stroking the stiff protuberance with eager
excitement.
"Honey... I want to see you fuck Blue!"
The lewd words from her girl friend's mouth made the blonde quake with almost
overwhelming arousal. The younger teenager positioned herself on all fours on the
blanket and started to wiggle her ass back in the direction of the dog. "Come on, Blue.
Come on, boy. Fuck me, please!"
Already conditioned by their earlier meeting, the excited dog stood up and started to
nose the sensitive slit between Honey's ass-cheeks. She squealed with delight and
squirmed her ass more provocatively than ever.
Honey's obscene command aroused an urgent need in Pam's loins. Kneeling beside her
friend, she ran a fingertip moistly around her own stiff clit. She grunted with passion
and moved close to Honey's ass so she wouldn't miss a moment of the grotesque
coupling.
The cold contact of the dog's nose on her cunt-slit made Honey impatient for more
satisfying contact with the big animal. "Oooohh... come on, Blue! Get up on me, boy!
Screw me!"
Pam was amazed at the fearless way Honey was commiting herself to fucking a brute
animal. She patted Honey's ass, hoping to give the black Labrador a clearer indication
of what he was expected to do. That seemed to be exactly what was needed, for Blue
rose on his hind legs and wrapped his forelegs around the jiggling twin moons of
Honey Lord's ass.
"Oh, Honey..." Pam felt just as excited as the writhing blonde looked. The depraved
spectacle of a dog mounted on a kneeling naked woman made the hot juices dribble
down Pam's thigh. She tilted her head down for a closer look at the pointed red dog
cock as Blue tried to bury his hardness in Honey's eager pussy. Several times he lunged
forward and missed his goal. Rapt with lewd fascination, Pam automatically reached up
and guided the animal's cock to the yeilding hold of Honey's cunt. She watched the
rock-like shaft surge deep up inside. "Oooooohhh, Honey... you should see it! My God!
How does it feel, darling?" Alcohol and lust made the blood pound through Pam's
veins. The obscene vision before her surpassed all her most depraved expectations. The
dog was fucking Honey! And Honey was going crazy with excitement! She was
responding just as though it was no new thing to have a dog's cock buried in her tight
cunt.
"It feels good, Pam! It feels wonderful!" The very boldness of being fucked by the dog
in front of her best friend helped intensify Honey's responses. She felt like a shameless
whore, screaming wildly as an animal had his brutal way with her.
As Honey squirmed under the dog's assault, she could hardly wait to see her friend get
the same lewd battering. Blue's paws gripped her hips harshly as he drove his cock far
up inside again and again and again, with astounding force and regularity. Honey
closed her eyes and slammed her ass backward. Deep into her cunt the animal prick
soared, and Honey's inner passages vibrated with seething passion.
The more she saw, the more intensely aroused the young brunette grew. Pam smeared
the juices from her leaking cunt over her sensitive clit with increasing abandon. "Oh,
Honey! My God! You're incredible!" The dog's steel-hard penis became a blur of red as
he worked his tireless cock back and forth in the wet welcoming hole of Honey's cunt.
For the moment, Honey abandoned all thoughts, all scheming. Plans for her girl friend
faded from her mind as she felt her climax approaching with the speed of an onrushing
freight train. "Ooooohhhh, God! I'm commmming!"
The dog continued to drive his cock with the same intensity. The pleasure kept growing
instead of fading. Honey came for a second time. "Jeez-z-z!" she cried.
Through the haze of her glowing passion, Honey heard Pam's voice appealing for her
attention. "Can I do it now, Honey? Please?"
Incredible! Now the reluctant brunette was pleading for her chance to fuck the dog.
Honey had put on a convincing show, though it hadn't been anything more than her
usual response to being fucked by a hard animal cock. Now her pussy flared with
excitement at the thought of watching her girl friend get hers. She looked back over her
shoulder at Pam. Her eyes were glazed with excitement. Her fingers were working
fitfully in her dark thatch of cunt-hair. "Help me get him off me," she said. "It's your
turn now, Pam!"
It wasn't easy to deter the big animal from pursuing the hot cunt in front of him. But
the women managed to get him down. Then, quickly, Honey urged Pam down onto
hands and knees and helped the dog mount Pam's more slender, quivering hips waving
in his face. Eager for more hot wet thrills, the dog shoved his cock brutally forward. He
missed the tight hole in front of him, but the force of his thrust frightened Pam. She
tried to wriggle free. "He's going to hurt me," she mewled.
Honey steadied her shoulders and held her firmly. "Don't worry, Pam. It feels good.
Didn't you see how much I enjoyed it?"
"Yeah..." The voice was hesitant, but Pam raised her ass high and waited for that
pleasure she had just seen her girl friend receive.
Honey gripped Blue's prick and guided it to the brunette's pussy-hole. Her hands shook
with her own arousal. Her own cunt still throbbed with pleasure. The thought of seeing
Pam take the big dog-cock up inside made her weak with lust.
Pam felt the hard pressure against her yielding hole and she moaned in eager
anticipation. "Oh, Honey... I want it so bad!"
"Don't worry, baby... you'll have it in just another second." Honey let go of the stiff
cock and let the dog lunge forward. His hard shaft disappeared up inside the girl's
pussy. As soon as he was in all the way, he pulled out and shoved forward again.
"Oooooohhhh! Noooooo! It hurts! Stop him! Stop him, Honey! Please!" Pam tried to
crawl away from the eagerly fucking dog, but his paws held her firmly. His cock held
her pussy fiery prisoner. She was the captive of the rutting animal. Only her friend
could save her now.
"Just relax, Pam! Relax and let it happen! You'll be glad you did! It's going to feel great,
I promise you!" Honey's sympathy was quickly overwhelmed by her own burgeoning
lust as she crouched down and watched the red dog-cock skewering deep into Pam's
wet pussy. It was just as thrilling as she had hoped to watch another girl involved in the
same debasement she had learned to love.
Pam's cunt began responding hotly to the stiff, unrelenting cock that drove up into her
with such awesome speed and rhythm. Her ass-cheeks began to wriggle backward,
searching for more of the haunting titillation. Pleasure began to dart unchecked
through her slavishly kneeling body. Now she was learning what Honey had been
moaning about.
"Oh God, Honey! It's good now! I feel so good, darling! Aaaaaaiiieeeee!" She couldn't
believe what was happening to her. Pam had never been fucked this thoroughly in her
life. And she liked it! She liked it more than she would ever have imagined!
"Oh, Pam! I'm so glad you like it! I knew you would! Oh, Blue's fucking you so good
now! His cock is so hard and red going up into your cunt! Mmmm, baby!" Honey
rammed two fingers up into her pussy and began to saw them back and forth, in time
to the dog's cock in Pam's cunt. Her moans matched the other girl's in wanton
eagerness. They were living the experience together.
Pam looked back and saw her girl friend's excitement. Now that she was comfortable
taking the dog's cock deep in her greedy cunt, she could smile and feel excited by the
younger girl's arousal. It turned her on to know what she must look like with the dog's
red prick sawing deep into her cunt. She had just seen Honey do the same thing. They
were sharing an obscene experience that no one else must ever know about. But the
intense excitement made the danger worthwhile.
"Uuuuuhhh... Honey... my pussy feels so nice! He's going to make me come... I know
he is!"
Honey fucked herself with her fingers in eager anticipation of a rousing group climax.
Though she had already come twice with the dog, she wanted another orgasm and she
worked feverishly to get it.
Pam let herself be buffeted wildly forward by the dog's fervent lunges. Each time, she
wriggled back against him, to feel his prick grazing the far depths of her cunt. He
started to pump into her even faster than before, and before she knew it, she could take
no more. "Oh God, Honey darling! I'm coming!"
Honey was overwhelmed by the lewd picture dog and girl made. "He's coming in you
too, baby! Uuuuuuhhh, jeez!" Watching the dog shoot his load in the brunette's cunt
was just the trigger Honey needed to get her over the top. With her fingers buried deep
in her pussy, she moaned out the fiery release she had been striving so hard to obtain.
It was some time before the girls began the long trek back to the campsite. For Pam,
this had been an unforgettable day, and she chattered continuously to Honey about the
amazing turn-on of fucking a dog.
"You know something, Pam? I don't think I've ever heard you talk this much!" Honey
hugged her girl friend fondly. She liked to tease Pam.
Pam's enthusiasm was undaunted. "I never used to talk so much before I met you,
Honey. There's lots of things I never used to do before I met you."
Vowing never to reveal their lewd secret, the two girls reached the park at dusk. The
men had returned with an impressive catch of fish. They were so busy cleaning them
and preparing the campfire, they didn't even notice the glowing smiles on the faces of
the girls.


Chapter 9

At last Jim got up the nerve to ask the sexy redhead he had admired from afar for a
date. She was cool and aloof, but she said yes. Jim could scarcely contain his excitement
as he polished his shoes and put on his best shirt.
Honey sat watching him skeptically. "So you're finally going out with that silly-looking
red-headed bitch, are you?" Jim had confided his attraction to the girl called Marcia the
first day he saw her. He had regretted it ever since. Honey had teased him unmercifully.
She was somewhat jealous, and though she felt no real attachment to Jim, it insulted
her that he was more interested in another woman than he was in her. Honey liked to
be the center of attention for all the men in her life.
Jim glared at her as he struggled with his tie. "Will you lay off? She's a very nice girl...
with a hell of a lot better manners than you've got!"
"Since when can you fuck manners!" she taunted him.
"Quit acting like a spoiled kid! What's the matter with you anyway? You're not jealous,
are you?"
"Who, me? Jealous? You've got to be kidding!"
"Well, why don't you go talk to Pam or something?"
"I told you. They left last night. It's damned boring around here without Pam and
Pete."
"Why didn't they take you with them?"
"Yeah, sure. Three on a motorcycle. I can just see it."
He realized Honey was more upset than she would let on about the absence of her
friends. "Seriously, Honey, if you want to go to where they're going, I'll take you
there."
"That's real nice of you, Jim. But they're not going anywhere in particular. They're just
traveling. Pam and I made a pact to meet in Los Angeles in three months. But that's a
long time from now."
"Yeah it is. Honey, why don't you try to find a job or something? I'll take you to
whatever town you pick and I'll stake you till you find a place and something to do."
"You tired of me or something?"
"Honey, I like you. You know that. But you and me, we're different. We can't live in
the back of this camper forever. We've got different lives to lead."
"Yeah, sure... I know." She stomped out of the camper and slammed the door behind
her. Jim was too preoccupied with his upcoming date to pursue her. He decided it
would be best to let her deal with the hard truth, rather than trying to soften it for her.
Marcia Baker was a tall, shapely redhead who had been coming to Deer Park Trailer
Court for several years. Her father ran the local restaurant and bar and lived in a large
trailer at the edge of the park. Marcia had outgrown the place and the people, but she
liked to come back for a visit every summer. Sometimes she found something interest
ing to keep her busy.
Jim Holton was a hick as far as Marcia was concerned. But he seemed to have plenty of
money to spend, and he was good-looking enough. She'd give him his chance to
entertain her and decide later how much she should give him back for his troubles.
They went to a movie in a neighboring town and had dinner afterward in a small, but
expensive seafood restaurant. They used Marcia's car for transportation. Jim said his
"sister" needed someplace to stay. That was all right with Marcia. She wouldn't be
caught dead traveling in a camper when she was all dressed up.
After dinner, they drove to the shore of the lake and watched the wash of moonlight
shimmering over the tips of the waves. The car radio was playing love songs that put
Jim in a sentimental mood. He slipped an arm around the redhead's shoulders and was
surprised to feel her stiffen under his touch.
"Anything the matter, Marcia?" he asked softly. Lately he had been used to Honey's
exuberant sensuality. He had almost forgotten about the girls who played hard to get.
"No... nothing's the matter, Jim. It's just that I don't know you very well. A girl feels
nervous with a man she doesn't know. Men can be so powerful, so overwhelming.
When their passions take over a girl is powerless to resist." Marcia was no virgin, but
she had learned how to make men treat her like a precious commodity. She knew just
what approach would appeal to Jim.
Her nervous words made Jim tremble with desire for her. She was so frail, so innocent.
How exciting it would be to win her confidence and sample her secret treasures!
"Don't worry, Marcia. I'd never hurt you... honest. I think you're just wonderful," he
said as he slowly pulled her closer. "You're a nice fellow, Jim. I enjoyed spending the
evening with you. The Mare Nostrum is my favorite restaurant. It makes a girl feel
special to be taken somepleace really nice."
"It was my pleasure, Marcia. Next time, we can go there again, if you'd like. Or any
place else you want." His hand crept stealthily toward the modest neckline of her
blouse. While his heart beat like a drum, he unbuttoned the top button.
She turned to him and smiled. "Gosh, Jim, you must be rich. You don't worry about
spending a few dollars, the way the country boys around here do."
Jim enjoyed being taken into her confidence. He felt a satisfying superiority to the
country boys she so obviously scorned.
"My dad never had much schooling, but he's made a lot of money growing tobacco and
peanuts. I'm going to inherit everything he's got one day." This sophisticated redhead
was making the boy forget Peggy Sue back home the way Honey never had. He began
to entertain visions of returning home with the beautiful redhead by his side. She'd be
his wife, of course. He couldn't expect her to travel with him under any other
circumstances.
"How nice. Mmmm, isn't that moonlight wonderful?" She felt his hand reach in and
clasp her breast inside her bra. The erotic contact made her want to squeal with delight,
but she held back. She didn't want him to get too sure of himself. She rested her head
on his shoulder and pretended rapt interest in the moonlight.
Jim hoped the girl wouldn't be able to hear how hard his heart was beating. He was
pleased that she was letting him touch her tit. Gently, he explored the soft resilient
mound, relishing the feel of the nipple grazing hard and aroused against his fingertips.
"It sure is nice to be here with you, Marcia."
It took several minutes before he got up the nerve to kiss her. But at last the urge was
too strong to resist. While his hand still cupped her tit, he planted his lips firmly on
hers. To his surprise, she opened her mouth wide and let him explore her with his
tongue. He realized his hand on her tit must have been turning her on, though she had
made no indication that she was even aware of it.
Jim slipped his hand down over her skirt and up underneath. Her soft thighs parted
slightly to let his fingers move up to the panty-covered mound of her hot snatch. He
began to rub her pussy through the thin material. He could feel the cloth soaked
through with the juices of her excitement. Jim's cock began pounding inside, his pants.
She must really like him, he decided, to let him take these kinds of liberties with her.
"Oooooohhh," she whispered meekly as a fingertip snaked under her crotchband and
made contact with her aroused cunt. She kept her eyes closed tight, her face buried in
his neck as he began to tease her clit.
"Hhhhnnnhh. Oh!"
A sharp cry of excitement accompanied the surge of his finger up into her wet hole. He
began to work the finger back and forth, readying her for the greater impalement to
come. He wanted to sink his cock in this lovely's snatch so bad he could almost taste it.
Marcia could feel her cunt pulsing hotly, aching for penetration. In a few more minutes,
she feared she would pass the point of no return. She would lose all control over
herself, and let this country hick stick her with his cock. That was the last thing she
wanted to do. Then he would figure he had her pegged. She liked to remain a mystery
to men. The men who knew her were programmed to expect the unexpected.
Though her best instincts told her to make him stop, she promised herself just one little
orgasm, to make the pain of self-denial easier. Her cunt-mound began to jerk hungrily
up against his stroking finger. She could feel her pussy flowing wetter and wetter,
getting hotter and hotter. Just a few more minutes now.
As soon as the redhead started to get more excited, Jim bent all his energies toward
satisfying her with his finger.
"Uuuuuuhhh! Ooooooohhh!" Marcia moaned.
She didn't say so, but Jim was sure she was coming. He was delighted that he had been
able to win the beauty over so quickly. Now he began to prepare for the reward he had
looked forward to so eagerly. He reached down and started to unzip his fly. He was
startled by the rapidity with which her hand flew to his, and held him firmly.
"No... please..." she pleaded. "I'm not ready... yet."
Jim pulled his zipper back up and reached once again for her tits. But it was too late.
She was already fastening her blouse.
"I've got to be getting home. My daddy worries about me if I'm too late."
Jim was quiet on the drive back, but he dared allow himself no feeling of resentment
against Marcia. She let him kiss her and then he bid her a tender good-bye and walked
back to his camper. It was only when he found Honey reading a magazine by lamplight
that he realized how agitated he was.
"Do you have to burn that light the whole fucking night? Batteries cost money, you
know!" he shouted.
Honey dropped her magazine and stared at Jim in amazement. She had never seen him
this grumpy before. The only time he ever got angry was when he was awakened before
he was ready.
"What the heck happened to you? Did Marcia catch your prick in your fly? I could tell
she was the eager type." Her earlier resentment against Jim prompted her to be
flippant. But she saw at once she had chosen the wrong moment. Jim looked ready to
wrestle a bear. He opened the small refrigerator and immediately slammed the door
shut again.
"Jee-zuz! I can't keep any booze around here without you sneaking it off on me!"
"There was only one beer. I got thirsty." Honey wasn't going to let herself be bullied.
But her protests were milder than they would normally have been. She could see Jim
was suffering and she didn't want to make things any worse for him than they already
were. "What's the matter, Jim? Seriously, you can tell me."
He sat on the edge of the bed and held his head in his hands. He was ashamed of
himself for behaving so unreasonably. But his cock still ached from getting that hard
and not being satisfied. He'd been sure from the way she was acting that Marcie would
let him fuck her. He couldn't blame her for not wanting to fuck on the first date, but
she had let herself have an orgasm. He swept unworthy thoughts from his mind. She
was a good girl. It was hard for her to deal with male sexuality. He ought to be
understanding.
"Did Marcia turn out not to be what you expected?" she asked gently.
"No... heck, no... she's a great girl. She's just shy, that's all."
Shy, my ass, Honey thought skeptically. She knew a classic bitch when she saw one,
and Marcia was that kind of cunt. Despite her contempt for the snooty redhead, Honey
had had to admire her beautifully proportioned body. That was what had made her fly
off the handle at Jim earlier. Honey had never got along with Marcia's kind of girl back
home. They almost never put out. But they always had the guys panting after them.
Honey never could understand it. And she certainly didn't like it.
"Did she treat you mean, Jim?" she persisted.
"Heck no!" He shook his shoulders to drive her hand away. "I probably treated her
mean. I probably scared her right out of her mind. I think she still likes me though," he
added hopefully.
Just as Honey had suspected! She probably got Jim all worked up, then left him with
his stiff cock hanging out! Men! Why did they put up with it? It was typical that Jim
still thought she was the greatest thing since burgers and fries.
"I'm sure she does, Jim. Now, if you don't mind, I think I'll leave you to your misery
and go to sleep." With profound disinterest, she turned her back to him and closed her
eyes.
She heard him turn off the light and undress in the dark. He eased his body in
alongside hers. To her surprise, he pressed a significant bulge against the crack of her
ass. Evidently, he wanted to fuck her.
The blonde teenager was tempted to tell him to leave her alone, but her own day had
been a lonely and frustrating one. She missed Pete and especially Pam more than she
had ever missed anybody. Jim had been pressing her about leaving and, though she
didn't want to stay with him forever, he had become the only familiar landmark she
had and she was hurt by his eagerness to part company. In three months she would
meet Pam in L.A. and a whole new life might start for her. But until then she would be
lost without Jim.
Tonight, Honey had thought about seducing the dog while Jim was out, but she was too
depressed even for that. What she needed was human contact, and jim was offering her
that now. She was too lonly and desperate to refuse. She squirmed her ass back against
him and felt the hard thick shaft of his cock probing the moist furrow of her hot cunt.
"Hhhhnnnnhhhhh!" His prick drove deep into her and started to stroke back and forth.
His rhythm was quick and urgent. It was evident he was working out his frustration
against the other woman on Honey's close, willing body. She was too aroused now to
care. "Oh, yeah, fuck me! Fuck me, Jim!"
"Yeah, baby! Jee-zuz, it's wet and hot in there! Feels good! Your pussy's really gripping
my prick!" Jim stroked his hard cock again and again into the teenager's cunt. All the
while he thought about the redhead, imagining what it would be like to be fucking her
like this. To feel her eager pussy gripping his cock. "Uuuuhh... fuck, it's good!" he
moaned.
Enraged and excited by Jim's savage thrusts, Honey squirmed her ass back feverishly,
driving the man to high peaks of seething sensuality. She wanted him to come and get
it over with. She wanted him to come and make her come too. There was a perverse
exhilaration in screwing like this – each person in his or her own little world. The very
impersonality of it made it that much more depraved and therefore more titillating.
"Oh, shit," she wailed at last. "I'm commmmming!"
"Me too, baby! Me too!"
They squirmed together for a few moments, then they were silent. Soon Honey heard
the telltale sounds of Jim's regular breathing. He was sound asleep.
Honey lay awake a long time, thinking about Jim... and Marcia. What had just
happened left her with a lusty need for revenge. She was not angry with Jim. There was
no doubt in her mind that he was just as much a victim as she was... a victim of Marcia.
"Marcia... Marcia... Marcia..." Honey thought it was just her active mind, repeating the
name again and again. Eventually she realized it was Jim, talking in his sleep.


Chapter 10

Jim was already up and dressed when Honey awoke the next morning. He brought her
a hot cup of coffee as a peace offering.
"I'm sorry I was such a prick last night, Honey. I don't often get in bad moods, but
when I do, I'm rotten to be around. You tried to help me. I appreciate it," Jim
explained.
"I don't hold any grudges against you for last night, Jim. I know something happened
to make you feel bad. You didn't want to be a pain in the ass." The blond realized she
had been doing some growing up since she met Jim. She didn't expect as much from
people as she used to, and she didn't feel as let down when she didn't get it. She was
learning to be more wary with her thoughts and feelings. Today she felt much older
than Jim. She patted him on the head and thanked him for the coffee.
"I'm going to drive into town today, Honey. I think I need to get drunk. I haven't done
it for a while. Will you be okay here?"
For an instant, the teenager experienced a wave of panic. What if he didn't come back!
She shrugged her shoulders. What if he didn't? She'd get by. She had more now than
she had before she met him. She had Pam and Pete to meet in three months in L.A.
"Sure, I'll be fme. What could happen to a kid in a nice place like this?"
"I'll leave Blue with you to keep you company."
She brightened. So he would return. She realized the offer of Blue for the day was
another peace offering. She smiled gratefully. "That'd be swell, Jim. Thank you."
The farmboy thought he had never felt more tender about the brave young hitchhiker.
She looked sad today, and a little defeated. He felt sorry for her, and wanted to make
up for the way he had been last night. He gave her a big hug before he left. He was
looking forward to getting pleasantly drunk today. It would be a relief to be alone and
carefree for a change. Women had been taking their toll on young Jim.
"See you tonight, Honey. If I should get too drunk to drive back or anything, go to the
Bakers. I'm sure they'd look out for you. Talk to Marcia. She's real nice. I know you
don't like her, but you haven't even talked to her. I think you'd like her if you did." He
turned to leave, then he looked back sheepishly. "And don't forget to tell them I'm your
brother, if they ask."
Honey watched the camper drive out of the park. She had been faintly amused by Jim's
advice and his information that, to Marcia, she was his sister. That'll be the day I'll ask
that cunt for help, she thought.
Bored and thoughtful, she walked down toward the lake, looking for something to
capture her attention. She had noticed a good-looking guy in a blue trailer a couple of
days before. Maybe she could make friends.
She changed her mind when she saw a familiar figure walking alone down by the lake.
Her red hair gleamed in the sun. "Come on, Blue. I think I've got an idea."
Excited by an impulsive plan that had just taken shape in her mind, she walked directly
toward Marcia. The older girl avoided looking at her, but Honey stopped directly in her
path to get her attention. "Hi, Marcia!" she said brightly. "Do you know who I am?"
Marcia scowled at the blonde for a moment, then she forced a rigid impersonation of a
smile. "Why of course! You're Jim's little sister. How are you?" She obviously intended
to keep on walking but Honey fell into step beside her and started a run of pleasant
chatter. Blue walked quietly at Honey's heels.
A shiver of revulsion had run down her spine when Marcia called her Jim's little sister,
but Honey forced herself to be cheerful. She had decided that Marcia should not get
away with what she had done to Jim and to her last night. Her plan depended on a lot
of assumption about Marcia's nature. But Honey had a lot of faith in her assessment of
people's personalities. In particular, she knew a cunt when she saw one.
"Yeah, I'm Jim's sister all right. My name's Honey, if he didn't already tell you. Blue
and I were just going for a walk around the lake. Care to join us?"
"Oh, I don't think so. Thank you... Honey, is it? I'm expected at home shortly."
"Gee, I wish you could come, Marcia, I get so lonesome traveling with Jim. I miss my
girl friends back home." She batted her big blue eyes at the older girl and tried to look
open and innocent. It wasn't quite as easy for her as it used to be.
Marcia was softening. She had been getting unbearably bored the last few days, and this
pretty blonde really seemed to admire her. Like most vain people, Marcia couldn't help
responding to people who looked up to her.
"Where's Jim today?" Marcia asked.
"He went into town... to talk business with some local farmers. He was telling me all
about what a nice person you are, Marcia. I thought I'd like to get to know you. You
dress so nice and everything. I could learn things from you."
The redhead's mind was made up. She had no plans for the day. It might be amusing to
spend some time with the naive young beauty. Marcia suspected that Honey had real
potential. With the right clothes and makeup, she'd be dynamite around men.
"Okay, Honey. We can walk for a while. I don't like to get too much sun though. It's
bad for my skin. Makes it dry and wrinkly."
Just like your insides, Honey thought caustically. "Oh, super!" she said. "Let's go this
way!"
They walked for half an hour. Honey did her best to win the older girl's confidence by
talking about things she thought would interest Marcia. She could see that she was
succeeding. Marcia became a regular chatterbox once she decided she could trust
Honey.
"Why don't we go back to my dad's place?" she suggested. "I have some clothes that I
think would be dynamite on you. You've got the perfect coloring. Honey, you are an
extremely pretty girl. You shouldn't be wasting yourself in jeans and shirts. With the
right clothes, you can get the right male attention... and then you'll be sitting pretty.
Never waste your time on poor men."
"Do you think so, Marcia? Gee, I hope you're right. I don't know too much about
men... just the boys at school."
"Forget schoolboys. They don't know what the heck they're doing, and they still have to
rely on their old man for an allowance. Unless you want to eat hamburgers all the time,
you've got to aim higher than that."
"You know, Marcia... I think you're right. I never thought of it that way before."
Honey was surprised by the luxurious decor of the Bakers' trailer. It was just like being
in a fancy modern house. There was no one home. Marcia explained that her dad and
stepmother had gone to visit friends in the next county. "We'll be all by ourselves. Isn't
that neat? We'll fix something really good to eat for lunch."
Marcia had doubts about letting Blue in the trailer, but Honey convinced her that the
well-mannered dog would be no trouble. It was essential to her plan that Blue stay with
them. He was to be her partner in crime. Honey sat on the end of Marcia's big bed and
petted the animal while the other girl rummaged through the endless clothes in her
closet.
"Here, Honey, try this on. It should look fabulous on you," Marcia said, holding up a
black dress.
Honey stood up and began to unbutton her shirt. She watched Marcia's face closely as
she removed first her shirt, then her jeans. She stood naked a moment and smiled at the
other girl, who was obviously admiring her full, lush body.
"God, you're beautiful!" The way Marcia spoke the words made Honey's cunt begin to
throb.
Though she didn't particularly like the redhead, she was intensely attracted to her
slender, statuesque beauty. The admiration the other woman obviously had for her own
body stimulated her easily aroused lust. Aware every moment of Marcia's eyes on her,
she slipped the stylish black dress over her head. It was slightly tight on her, for her
body was more voluptuous than Marcia's. But the impact was still stunning. The dress
turned a pretty teenager into a sophisticated, desirable woman. Marcia got a brush and
arranged Honey's short hair in a style that emphasized her well-cut features. She
brought out a pair of black high heels to match the dress.
"There, Honey," she said. "You see what a beautiful girl you are? You shouldn't be
wasting yourself. You could be a model. Let's try another one." Excitement simmered in
Marcia's voice. She unzipped the dress and slipped it down over Honey's naked tits and
hips.
Honey could see the sexual arousal in Marcia's eyes. She had suspected from the
beginning that Marcia would not be indifferent to another woman's sexual beauty. Even
with the limited experience she had had, Honey was learning to identify women who
liked women. It showed in the way they looked at her.
Marcia saw the younger girl looking at her, and she knew that Honey knew. Their
longing brought their faces closer and closer together until their mouths locked in a
long searching kiss. Moans gurgled from their throats as they gave way to the full brunt
of their mutual desire.
Marcia had one of Honey's tits in each hand and she squeezed and fondled the lush
mounds with earthy abandon. Suddenly, her desire seemed to overwhelm her and she
bent forward and began to suck on one of Honey's distended nipples.
Though her plan was never forgotten, Honey allowed herself to succumb to the sweet
stirring sensations of the mouth on her breast. She knew that she had the capacity to
enjoy sexuality, even with someone she didn't feel good about. She had done it before...
last night, in fact. She hadn't liked Jim when he was making love to her because he had
been frustrated in his encounter with Marcia.
She wanted to become thoroughly aroused now. She wanted Marcia to become aroused.
When the two of them were lost in orgiastic delight, then she would be able to do with
Marcia what she wanted. That was the object of this titillating foray back into the world
of lesbianism. She had every confidence that Marcia would not be able to refuse her the
way she had Jim on their date. She knew how to handle Marcia.
"Ooooohhh, God, Marcia... you do that so nice! Just the way my sister used to do it to
me!" She wanted the other girl to feel comfortable about her easy surrender. She used
Pam's story and added one of Jim's many sisters back home.
Marcia sucked and licked one nipple to pert rubbery hardness. Then she moved on to
the other and attacked it with fiendish delight. Marcia had had lots of experience with
the girls at the exclusive school her parents had sent her to. Almost at once she had felt
an attraction to this lush lovely blonde. When she saw how thoroughly Honey looked
up to her, she had dared to hope for a chance of seducing the girl. Trying on clothes
had seemed the perfect pretext for a sexual confrontation. Her plan was turning out far
more successfully than she had hoped.
"Ooooohh, Marcia... take your clothes off, darling... please. I want to see you naked. I
want to touch you."
Obviously aroused by Honey's urgent cries, Marcia quickly stripped. Honey watched
fascinated as the redhead revealed her slender, well-proportioned beauty. Marcia was
calendar-girl perfect, with just the right haughty smile on her face.
"Gee, you're pretty, Marcia!" Honey exclaimed.
As Marcia wrapped her arms around Honey and pushed her gently down onto the bed,
the blonde cast a quick look at Blue who was watching them with interest from a
corner of the bedroom. She grinned, then she abandoned herself once again to the heat
of the moment. "Uuuhh, Marcia.. I want to eat your pretty pussy! Can I, please,
darling?"
The blonde was enjoying her role of the lusty innocent. She was enjoying the way the
other girl was responding to it. It was like directing a play and being both the actress
and the audience.
"Oh, yessss... I want you to! Do it to me, Honey! It's been such a long time since any
girl has done that for me!"
Just as Honey had suspected, Marcia had done this before. With greedy lust, she poised
herself over Marcia's cunt, spreading the fluted, red-thatched lips of the other girl's
pussy. She wriggled her own cunt down over Marcia's face. She was sure Marcia would
get the hint. Honey's tongue lapped over the already swollen nubbin of the redhead's
clitoris. The results were immediate and satisfying.
"Uuuuuuuhhh! Mmmmmm, good!" Marcia moaned. In return for the sweet titillation
being dealt her hungry pussy, Marcia buried her face in Honey's cunt and began to
suck on the delicate lips. In many ways, Marcia found being with a woman so much
more satisfying than being with a man. She didn't have to play any games with a
woman. She wasn't jockeying for position. She was free to just enjoy. "Jeez... you have a
wonderful-tasting pussy, Honey. Your name suits you, darling!"
Immersing herself in the thrill of the seduction, Honey explored all Marcia's tender slit
with wanton abandon. She sucked greedily on her clit, then she stabbed her tongue
deep into her wet throbbing cunt. Her naughty daring drove her down to Marcia's
asshole. She stabbed that defenseless portal with lewd delight. At once, Marcia began to
squirm hotly under her.
"Aaaiiieeeee! Oh, Honey! I've never felt anything so good! You're really good, darling!"
Driven on by the other girl's sensual wantonness, Marcia began to stab her tongue
again and again deep into Honey's pussy. The flavor was enticing, and the juices flowed
free.
The two women squirmed together for long feverish moments, oblivious of everything
but the beckoning wet slits in front of them and the fiery tingles in their own loins.
Honey was pleased with how thoroughly Marcia was responding to her lovemaking.
When she had prodded her asshole several times with her tongue, she turned her
attention to the redhead's cunt. She tongue-fucked it until she could tell by the passion
of Marcia's howls that Marcia was far gone with arousal. Then, unexpectedly, she
circled the hard-swollen nub of Marcia's clit with her tongue.
"Ooooohhh! God! Honey! I'm coming!" Overwhelmed as she was by the force of her
climax, Marcia kept her mouth working over Honey's cunt. The sweet taste and feel
helped intensify the pleasure of her orgasm. She jerked her pussy up at Honey's face,
encouraging the other girl to continue her lascivious efforts. That climax had only been
an appetizer for Marcia. She wanted more.
Responding to the redhead's furious need, Honey forced her thighs wider apart and ate
her cunt with greedy fury. Ate her until her pussy was rocking feverishly upward,
searching for more and more and more, Honey sensed that the time had come when
Marcia was most vulnerable. Gently, she moved aside and turned the girl over onto her
stomach. Marcia looked up at her curiously, but she made no protest. "I want to see
your beautiful ass, Marcia," she murmured. "Come on. Stick your butt up in the air,
baby."
Delighted with the other girl's unpredictable sensuality, Marcia did as Honey asked.
She waved her ass back and grunted with pleasure when she felt Honey impale her cunt
with first one finger, then two.
"Ooooohhh, that's good, darling!" Marcia squealed as she began to rock her ass back
onto the lewd impalement, establishing a regular fucking rhythm. She clutched a pillow
for support and buried her face in it to black out everything but those tantalizing
sensations. She felt sure she would be able to come a second time this way. The redhead
felt delightfully lewd waving her ass in the air, taking her pleasure from her new girl
friend's skewering fingers.
While she worked her fingers steadily in and out of Marcia's upturned cunt, Honey
signaled to the big dog to approach. It took him a few moments to respond, but at last
he jumped up onto the bed next to Honey.
Marcia felt the additional weight on the bed, but she paid no attention. At the moment,
she had more important business to work out.
As two fingers screwed Marcia's pussy, Honey's other hand worked on the dog's cocksheath, 
rubbing it until his red prick sprang forth in turgid erection. Then, grinning,
she patted Marcia's ass and gave the command.
The dog's paws were wrapped around Marcia's firm shapely ass-cheeks before the girl
knew what was happening. She looked around in confusion. Her eyes opened wide in
horror as she saw the panting animal face salivating over her backside. "My God!" she
wailed. "What's happening?" She tried to squirm away but Honey held her pinned
firmly to the mattress by her shoulders. Marcia's urgent struggled only accentuated the
blonde's lust. She was enjoying a sweet feeling of revenge already, and Blue's cock
hadn't even impaled Marcia's cunt.
"Why don't you just relax, Marcia? I'm only trying to show you a new way of enjoying
yourself. Blue's a good fuck! Honest!"
At the astounding words that left her no doubt of the lurid fate awaiting her, Marcia
panicked.
"Honey! If you don't stop this nonsense, I'll scream for help! Now get that dog down!
Right now!"
Honey was unimpressed. She watched the dog rut forward again and again, looking for
Marcia's tight wet snatch. She hoped he would impale her soon. That would divert
Marcia's attention; no doubt about it.
"I wouldn't call anybody in here if I was you, Marcia. I don't think you want the folks
in the park to know what a pervert you are. How do you think they'll explain all this? I
couldn't have dragged you in here, got you naked, without some help from you."
Marcia would die of humiliation if anyone out there ever saw her kneeling on her bed
with a naked girl holding her down and a big black dog trying to fuck her. "Aaaahhh
God, no! It hurts! Please, Honey! Please!"
Blue had found success. His stiff red prick penetrated deep into Marcia's tight-clenching
cunt-hole. Without hesitation, he began to fuck the kneeling girl in quick deep strokes.
His tongue lolled from his mouth as he worked, dripping saliva onto Marcia's back.
"No! No! No!" Marcia could scarcely believe the suddenness with which a pleasurable
situation had turned into an absolute nightmare. The soft sensuous Honey had turned
out to be a demon in disguise. What Marcia couldn't understand was why the other girl
was doing it. Could she be that jealous of someone who had dated her brother? Was
that a crime in Honey's books? She flinched with pain as the dog-cock caught at her
cunt entrance for a moment, then soared deep inside. "Please make him stop, Honey!
I'll do whatever you want! I won't see your brother anymore! Honest!"
"You can see him all you want, bitch! Just make sure you treat us Holtons with more
respect in the future!" Honey was so immersed in her fantasy of being Jim's sister that
she almost believed it. Now it no longer seemed so important to punish Marcia to make
up for her own humiliation. She was avenging the stricken honor of her dear brother!
Her eyes gleamed with lust as she leaned down to watch the dog's bright red cock
screwing in and out of the redhead's squirming, protesting pussy. "You should see it,
Marcia!" she exclaimed. "Blue's cock looks so exciting screwing in and out of you! He
likes you, Marcia! He's really fucking you good!" It was like rubbing the girl's face in it.
Forcing her to see how she must look, with the dog impaling her pussy up behind!
"Uuuuuhhh!" Realizing that her struggles were hopeless, Marcia let herself go limp. She
hoped that her attackers might lose interest and leave her alone, but the dog's steady
screwing rhythm never faltered. Again and again his prick rammed deep into her
vulnerable pussy. Slowly Marcia became aware of exactly what was happening down
there.
There was something long and hard and tireless shoving up into her long-denied cunt.
Despite herself, lust pangs were beginning to dart unchecked through her body. "My
God!" she wailed, her voice betraying her surprise. "It's good! It feels good!"
Honey beamed. Just as she had expected, Marcia was turning on to the thrill of being
conquered and thoroughly fucked by the big dog. She watched the white round asscheeks 
begin to shove back at the dog's loins, begging for more of the long plundering
strokes. "You like it, don't you, bitch! I knew you'd go for it! You see! I just wanted you
to feel good!" Honey's teeth were clenched as she spoke. Her excitement was almost
more than she could stand.
Despite the blonde's taunting words, Marcia went right on lunging back at the dog's
hard-driving cock. She was too thoroughly immersed in the relentless drubbing Blue
was giving her. She wanted cock... all the cock she could get.
Realizing that Marcia was now prisoner by her own choice, Honey let go her hold on
the other girl's shoulders. She poised her pussy right in front of Marcia and parted her
pussy-lips. Then she pulled Marcia's face into her hungry pink slit. "Suck!" she ordered
her enthusiastic victim.
Marcia extended her tongue and began to lick up and down Honey's lewdly proffered
cunt. While her own cunt relished the tough skewering of the dog's cock, her mouth
savored once again the hot-sweet flavor of pussy. It didn't matter at the moment that
this girl was her enemy. All the redhead knew was that she was enjoying the most lurid
sexual thrill of her young life. She nibbled greedily at Honey's twat, thrilling to the
moans that bubbled from her lips. She was beside herself with passion. Her belly felt
like it could explode at any moment into a hot eruption of flaming release. She sucked
and slavered while her cunt flared with the hard filling presence of dog-cock.
"That's it, Marcia baby! Feels good, doesn't it! Blue's fucking you so good! Mmmmm...
you're really doing it to my pussy, baby! Jee-zuz!"
Honey no longer had to hold Marcia's head to keep her working at her cunt. The older
girl was licking her pussy with the hungry ardor of the most devoted of lovers. Honey
had not expected quite this much cooperation from Marcia. The redhead was sealing
her own debased fate.
As the flames of lust lapped more frenziedly at her aroused cunt, Honey spent less time
thinking about Marcia and the forces that drove her. She tilted her cunt upward and
moaned with pleasure as Marcia's tongue worked hungrily along her seeping pussy-slit.
She held her pussy-lips apart to give Marcia more room. She loved the way the
redhead's tongue fucked into her greedy hole. Her belly was hot with passion. It
wouldn't be long till Honey had an orgasm. "Ooooooohhhh, you really know how to
eat pussy, Marcia!" she rasped.
Perversely imspired by the blonde's encouragement, Marcia began to eat the other girl's
cunt with even more abandon than before, matching her tongue-fucking rhythm to the
tempo of the dog's cock in her cunt. Like a woman possessed, she licked and sucked
and gyrated her hips. In just a few more minutes, she would be free of the gnawing
ache in her belly.
"Oh, Marcia! I'm coming!" Honey could hold back no longer. Her pussy was suddenly
the center of tantalizing tremors.
Within seconds, Marcia was forced to climax by the hot jetting spurts of the dog's
ejaculating cock. She groaned and collapsed forward onto the bed, as Honey moved
away to give her room.
Though her cunt was still pulsing hotly with the sweet sensations, Honey rose to her
feet and started to dress. "Feel good, Marcia?" she teased her sated victim.
"Get out of here." Marcia's command was spoken in a dull, flat monotone. Inside, she
was a seething ball of fury. But she didn't want to try to struggle with the blonde. She
just wanted her gone.
"See you around, Marcia."
Honey whistled happily as she walked along the lake with Blue at her heels. Poor
Marcia, she thought. It must be awful to have to enjoy yourself like that... and then feel
guilty about it afterward. She sat in the sun on the sand, and let the warm rays soak
into her body. Honey felt good, like a load had been lifted from her shoulders.


Chapter 11

Honey was surprised from sleep by rough hands shaking her shoulders. She looked
around her, bewildered. Jim was standing over her, looking fierce.
"Jim! I must have fallen asleep. It's so nice and warm here on the sand." To her
surprise, he pulled her to her feet with one mighty lurch. "What's the matter, Jim?" He
took her arm and guided her forcefully back toward their parking spot.
"Come on! I want to talk to you!"
When they were inside the camper, he turned on her. "What the fuck did you say to
Marcia?" he demanded.
Honey was a little frightened. Jim's mood last night had been a baby's pout compared
to this. "Nothing. What are you doing back so early anyway? You don't even look
drunk."
"I changed my mind. I walked around town and thought instead. After a while, I
decided it was dumb to get drunk over some woman. I was going to have a talk with
Marcia... let her know how I felt... find out how she felt. I didn't expect her to slam the
door in my face."
"Why... why would she do that?" Despite her apprehension, Honey could scarcely
suppress a giggle. She could just imagine what that snotty redhead must be going
through!
"All she said was `Go back to your goddamned sister! The two of you belong together!'
Now what the hell did you do to her?"
"No-nothing! I just talked to her a little is all."
"Why don't you mind your own fucking business? What right did you have to talk to
her anyway?"
Honey was getting angry. What right did he have to treat her like this, after what he'd
done to her last night? "It's a free beach, Jim. I can talk to anybody I want."
"Not if you're bad-mouthing my girl, you can't!"
"So she's your girl now, is she? Then why the hell did you have to come home last
night and screw me? Doesn't your girl put out?" She was mocking him. She was hurt
and irritated by his attack. After all, she had been trying to defend his honor as well as
her own.
A loud crack ran through the trailer as Jim's hand smacked Honey's face hard. She
looked startled for a minute. The sting made tears come to her eyes, but she fought
them back. She was too damned mad to cry!
"Don't talk about her like that. Just because she doesn't screw everything in sight, like
you do..." Honey was startled. Surely he didn't know about her and Blue! "What... what
are you talking about?"
"Pete likes to talk. I know you were screwing him, and his girl. I didn't say anything
because I figured it was your business. Besides, I was glad you were getting involved
with someone else. I wanted to get you off my back. All you ever want to do is screw.
That's why you can't understand a nice girl like Marcia!"
That did it. Honey saw red. "Nice girl! Yeah... she's a real nice girl all right! You should
have seen her a few hours ago, trying to fuck your dog to death! Then you might not
have thought she was such a nice girl!"
An ominous silence fell over the camper. Honey was sorry she had revealed her secret,
but it was too late now. She stared defiantly at Jim.
"What are you talking about, Honey? No fooling around... just tell me."
His quiet manner was even more frightening than his rage. Honey obeyed him
automatically.
"She fucked Blue, that's all. It was at her place. She really turned on to it."
"How did it happen? Did you seduce her? You must have, you little bitch!" Jim was
starting to get violent again. Lurid visions of the girl he admired taking a dog's cock up
her cunt made him want to throw up. Last night she wouldn't screw him, but today she
let a dog do it! It was almost more than he could believe. But he knew Honey too well
to think she'd lie about a thing like that at a time like this.
"I might have... persuaded her a little, but she really got into it. By the time she was
finished, she was hotter than a poker in a fire."
For a minute, Jim just sat there, feeling his anger bubbling through every pore. He had
never been this angry before. It was not a good feeling. He searched his mind for some
way to free himself of the suppressed rage building up inside.
"Take off your clothes."
Honey thought about making a run for it, but she decided against it. She didn't want to
risk a beating, and she feared that kind of physical opposition might unleash the
simmering lion in Jim. She took off her clothes. If he wanted to fuck her to get over his
anger, that was better than hurting her. He might even start to feel better once his cock
was safely buried in her cunt.
"Get on your hands and knees." Vivid in Jim's mind was a picture of the redhead,
kneeling in front of a dog, his cock skewering her pussy while she moaned with
pleasure. The vision hurt him, but it aroused him too. His cock was hard and throbbing
in his pants.
Quivering with fear and a certain excitement, Honey waved her ass salaciously in the
air. She heard the ripping sound of Jim's zipper being pulled down. When she felt the
nudge of his cock against her ass-cheeks, she trembled with anticipation. It excited her
that he had been aroused by her story. That meant that he couldn't be as angry as he
had appeared to be. "Mmmmmm," she moaned as his swollen cock slid in along her
pussy-slit. She could feel herself getting wet.
Silently, Jim watched the voluptuous blonde undulating her ass back at him, groaning
in anticipation of feeling his hard cock in her pussy. At this moment, he regretted the
day he had picked up the young hitchhiker. She had been a burden all along, but he
had felt sorry for her. He had let himself be attracted to a hot pussy.
He put a hand on each ass-cheek and spread them wide. With angry lust, he surveyed
the wet slit, with its fleshy cunt-hole and its tiny puckered asshole. It was the asshole he
wanted. That would pay her back for the anger and confusion she had brought him.
"You ready, baby?" he asked her sadistically as he slid his cock along her slit once
again, lubricating it with her free-flowing juices.
"Oh, God, yes!" Honey cried excitedly. It made her feel sexy to have him back there
looking at her and stroking her, savoring the anticipation of the moment of penetration.
"Stick it in me! Please!"
With sudden force, he pushed his cock-head against her puckered asshole. She was
totally unprepared for that assault, and his prick slid easily up inside. Only when it was
buried deep in her virginal ass did she clench up on him.
"Oh my God! Stop! You're hurting me!" Honey struggled to free herself from the man's
grip, and realized she was just as much a prisoner now as Marcia had been this
morning. Events had come full circle.
"What are you crying about, Honey? You should like this! You like screwing! What's
the matter? Isn't your asshole as hot as your cunt? It sure is nice and tight in there!" He
grunted with excitement as he slowly pulled his cock out until only the head was still
embedded in her ass. Then he shoved forward once again, relishing the way her asshole
closed snugly over his blood-engorged member. He established a rhythm, fucking her
in long deep even strokes. The young man had not been prepared for this kind of
delicious sensation. He had never fucked a girl in the ass before. He hadn't realized
how good it would feel, how tight it would be.
With fiery courage, Honey fought back the tears that threatened to flow down her
cheeks. She realized there was no way she could stop Jim now. All she could do was
relax as much as she could and let it happen. It would be over soon. Then she could get
away.
She tried to think of other things to get her mind off the pain. But her attention kept
returning to her lewdly skewered ass. Strange little pangs were seizing her belly and
sending lurid signals to her brain. As soon as she let go, the pain turned to a weird new
feeling that was unknown to Honey, but was still definitely pleasure. She was turning
on to being fucked in the ass.
While Jim watched in amazement, the girl's buttocks began to churn salaciously. She
was writhing her ass back against him, encouraging him to ream her deeper and harder.
Her moans turned from tense protest to eager cooperation.
"Aaaaaiiieeee! Uuunnhh! It's good! Fuck me! Fuck me, Jim! Jee-zuz, I didn't know it
could be like this in the ass!"
Though he hadn't anticipated Honey's enjoying her cruel punishment, Jim was not
displeased. The more she wriggled back at him, the better his cock felt. Her hot tight
asshole was massaging his hardness with delicious snug strokes. It was the most lewdly
tantalizing experience the young farmboy had ever known.
"Oh, God! Harder! Harder! Do it to me harder!" Honey was beginning to understand
the sensations Marcia had experienced this morning. Though she still felt a
subconscious anger against Jim for treating her so cruelly, her overriding sensation was
one of intense urgent passion. She wanted this screwing like she had wanted no
screwing ever before. She liked having her asshole stretched wide. She liked having him
overpowering her this way, screwing her senseless.
Jim responded exuberantly to Honey's taunting cries. Again and again, he sank his
prick deep into her pussy. He could feel his cock swelling to even greater proportions,
aching for the release that hovered just moments away.
Honey slammed her ass back at Jim's loins with fury. She was tense with need, need to
be filled to overflowing with cum, need to feel her belly exploding in climax. The harder
she lunged back, the closer her release came, until at last it was upon her.
"Uuuuuuuhhh, God, I'm coming!" she howled.
Her declaration seemed to trigger Jim's orgasm. "Shit! I'm going to fill your asshole,
baby!" He collapsed onto the bed next to Honey and held her close.
To his own surprise, he no longer felt any animosity toward the pretty blonde. She had
just shown the farmboy a kind of raunchy sexual pleasure that he hadn't known existed.
It was a good lesson... one he would never forget... one he would want to experience
again and again. He let himself slip into a lazy doze. Strangely enough, his anger was
all gone.
Honey lay reliving the pain and pleasure and masochistic abandon of the past halfhour. 
She realized what she had just learned about herself was something she would be
investigating further in the future. She wanted to feel those feelings again. But she
could not forgive the man who had used her so roughly... who had put consideration of
a cunt like Marcia ahead of loyalty to her. She had been defending him this morning,
freeing him from a woman who could well have ruined his life. She had succeeded, too.
She felt sure Jim would never see Marcia again. And he would never know whom to
thank.
When Jim awoke, he was alone. Honey was gone, and so were her meager possessions.
He went outside and found his dog Blue sitting by the door of the camper.
"What happened, Blue?" he asked. "Where did she go?"
The dog couldn't tell his master that there had been tears in the eyes of his girl lover
when she snuggled his neck for the last time.


THE END
