Animal Bride
by Janet McCoy


FOREWORD 

Life is a series of small incidents, each one linked in the continuous flow 
of existence. When one of those small incidents alters the entire course of 
the rest of a life, there is happiness sometimes, sadness more often, 
regret, always. There is ever a touch of sorrow in the loss of the 
comfortable and the familiar. 

Cindy Moore is a virgin bride, standing on the very threshhold of a dream. 
She is young, pretty, innocent, hopeful. But suddenly, all her hopes are 
shattered and she is swept into a depraved, sometimes illicit episode which 
threatens to change her life forever. 

ANIMAL BRIDE-the story of one young girl's confrontation with tragic 
experience. A chronicle of an individual who must somehow find resolve in a 
hopeless situation. 

-The Publisher 


CHAPTER ONE 

"Be gentle, darling. Remember, it's my first time!" 

Jake Moore's thick cock pounded with excitement as he helped his young bride 
out of the last of her clothes. This wasn't the first wedding night Jake had 
been through. In fact, it was number four for the wealthy speculator. But 
there was something special about this one. His beautiful blonde bride, 
Cindy, was a virgin, an honest-to-God, trembling, wide-eyed virgin! 

"You don't have to remind me of that, baby! My cock's been throbbing with 
frustration ever since the first time you held me back. Right now, it all 
seems worth it. Christ, you're beautiful!" 

The bride was trembling with an excitement tinged with fear. For months, she 
had been longing for the moment when the handsome older man would finally 
sink his cock deep into her virginal pussy. Her mother had taught her 
lessons well. Cindy had held out for marriage, and marriage was what she had 
got. She was now Mrs. Jake Moore, wife of one of the wealthiest men in town. 
More than that, now she was free to make love and it would all be nice and 
legal. 

Legal or not, there was still something very awesome about the lone thick 
cock that projected hard and ready from her husband's loins. Afraid to let 
her nervousness overwhelm her, Cindy closed her eyes for a moment. She could 
feel Jake's hands massaging her sensitive breasts. His fingertips roamed 
down over her trembling belly. They probed the thick thatch of her pubic 
hair. "Aaaahh ... aaahhhhhh." The blonde had to fight for breath. The 
shocking contact of his fingers on her clit left her panting and hungry ... 
for air and for more of his loving. 

Jake's cock ached as he gazed down at the heaving globes of his new wife's 
round lush tits. The contrast between her ample bosom and her wasp-like 
waist sent a new charge of lust through his veins. He watched her naturally 
blonde cunt squirm up against his fingers. Virgin she might be, but it was 
already clear to Jake that Cindy was a natural-born lover. 

Hell! that was the main reason why he'd married her. She wasn't going to let 
him have it any other way, and he was determined to find out exactly what 
she had. The thought of teaching her how to use it thrilled him. 

More than the personal pleasure he expected her to bring him, Cindy would 
make a fine business asset. She had been well brought up. She knew how to 
cope with social situations of all kinds. She was demure without being 
overly shy. She was in fact exactly what Jake needed to accompany him in his 
rounds of well-positioned business contacts. 

Unable to hold back any longer, he drove finger a up into her tight cunt. 
Her excitement had made her moist, though not wet. She was taut as a drum in 
there. "Christ, you've got a beautiful little pussy, baby!" 

Her husband was kneeling over her, his cock swaying from his loins. His 
finger in her pussy felt good, but already she felt as if she was filled to 
capacity. How could she ever take anything as big as his cock? 

"Mmmmmm! Oooooohhhh!" The finger working in and out of her cunt began to 
hypnotize her. Her anxiety about the greater penetration to come faded in 
the face of the moment's pleasure. 

Though her mother had taught her strictly to save herself for her husband, 
she had never said anything against enjoying sex. In fact, she had counseled 
Cindy to expect anything and everything in the cause of satisfying her mate. 
Her limited experience with necking ... with the feel of a hard cock 
pressing against her belly through two layers of clothing ... had already 
taught Cindy to expect large doses of excitement from lovemaking. She was 
eager for the ultimate impalement. Though she h ad never been naked with a 
man before, she yielded herself readily to her new reality. Already, she 
felt, she had been a virgin too long. After all, she would be twenty on her 
next birthday! "Oh, darling! I feel so wonderful! So wonderful!" 

As her firm young hips ground against his hand, Jake leaned forward to plant 
kisses over the heaving globes of her tits. He sucked greedily at a 
button-like pink nipple, tugging and biting it until it grew long and hard 
between his lips. Then he moved on to the other nipple, which was already 
swelling in sympathy to the arousal of the first. He could feel her 
pussy-walls clasping his finger greedily. His cock throbbed urgently. He 
pressed its rubbery length against her thigh. 

"Oooohhh ... oohh, Jake! Ooooohhh!" The blood pounded through Cindy's veins. 
Cindy felt sure Jake must be able to hear her heartbeat. She felt herself 
losing control. His finger in her pussy made the juices flow wet, made her 
crave him. His mouth on her tits seemed to set up a direct line of stimulus 
to her cunt. His hard fleshy cock nudging her bare thigh was the final blow. 
That intimate gesture seemed to untie her nerve endings, to turn her into a 
mass of trembling tendrils of desire. How she wanted to feel that stiff cock 
invading the hot opening of her pussy! "Jake, darling! I'm so excited! I 
want you so much!" 

The eager words from the lips of a virgin made Jake's cock swell once again, 
until it was on the verge of bursting. Her cunt, that had been damp when he 
first inserted his finger, was now soaking wet. He glanced down at the 
glistening shaft of his finger as he pulled out of her. That was a hot pussy 
if he had ever felt or seen one! "You ready for it, baby? You ready to feel 
my hard cock up in your cunt?" 

Though the question was a harsh one, Cindy had no choice but to groan, 
"Yessss, oh, yesss!" She could douse the raging fire in her own loins. "Oh, 
Jake! I'm so glad we're together! I'm going to be such a good wife, 
sweetheart!" 

"Oh yeah, beautiful! You sure are!" Jake pulled his finger from her pussy 
and positioned himself missionary-fashion over her squirming body. His 
cock-head grazed the fleshy softness of her cunt-lips. His urge was to ram 
her deep and hard. With supreme effort, he held himself in check. This was 
her first time, and he wanted to make it as good for her as possible. But he 
knew the pain was inevitable. 

He shoved firmly against the resilient barrier of her hymen. It refused to 
yield. He could see that Cindy was getting anxious. 

"Be careful, Jake darling! Don't hurt me!" 

"Don't worry, baby! It'll be okay! Uuhh!" With one forceful shove he broke 
through her virginal barrier. Still her pussy clung to him so tightly, it 
was almost painful for him. He pushed a little farther inside, then held 
still as she moaned in anguish beneath him. 

"Ooooohh, God, you've got to stop! It hurts, Jake! It hurts!" She was 
wide-eyed with the shock of the instantaneous switch from pleasure to pain. 
He could see she was on the verge of tears. 

He stroked her soft blonde hair lovingly and planted soft kisses over her 
face and neck. Still, his cock remained buried halfway up in her clutching 
twat. "Ssh, baby! Just relax. It'll be all right. Just you wait. In a couple 
of minutes you'll be flying high again!" 

She was still whimpering softly, but she let herself be comforted. It 
touched him that she had such implicit faith in him. Her trust made him want 
to treat her good. When she had calmed down a little, when the taut hold of 
her pussy on his cock had relaxed enough to let him move ... he began to 
move deeper into her. Slowly, ever so slowly, until his cock was buried all 
the way to the hilt. He let out a soft grunt of pleasure. At last this woman 
that he had desired for so long was his. 

"Uuuuuukhh!" 

He looked down into her face to see whether her cry was one of pain or 
pleasure. Her features were strained, but there was the unmistakable 
beginning of a smile. "How does it feel, baby?" he asked as he started to 
pull out of her in preparation for the next stroke. 

She didn't answer him. She wasn't ready to answer. All her attention was 
focused on the brand-new sensations surging from her pussy and charging 
through her pinioned young body. She was being screwed for the first time in 
her life! A hard thick cock was forcing her cunt wide open, was forcing its 
way deep up into her longguarded hole. 

"Oh, Jake! I like what you're doing to me, Jake!" she told him at last. 
Themental turn-on came before the physical. Soon, though, the last of the 
pain had evaporated. Body and soul were attuned on the incredible sensory 
ride the experienced older man was taking her on. Jake had been right. She 
felt like she was flying. "Oooooohhh! Ooooooooohhh Godd-d-d! It's soooo 
good!" 

Jake began to surge his cock more impatiently deep up into her clinging 
cunt-passage. He could feel the sweat standing out on his back and belly as 
he labored over her lush young body. As Cindy grew more and more abandoned, 
she began to grind her loins up toward him, meeting him halfway in an erotic 
clashing of genitals. 

"Uuuhh! Christ, it's hot up in there, baby!" he rasped. "You've got a sweet 
pussy, Cindy!" She was every bit as hungry as he had hoped she would be. She 
couldn't even wait for him to ram it into her. She was climbing right up his 
cock, begging for more of his filling presence. 

Cindy had worried about whether she would be a good lover to Jake. After 
all, he had been married three times already, each time to a very beautiful 
woman. Would she know how to act, what to do to please him? 

She wasn't worried anymore. She found it all came very naturally. Jake 
seemed delighted with the way she was responding to his cock-thrusts. She 
didn't even have to think about what to do next. She responded as though she 
had done all this before. Grinding her hips up this way, squirming her cunt 
that way ... every little movement conspired to make her feel just that much 
better. "Aaaaahhhh! Jake, darling! I'm so happy! So happy!" 

The lovely blonde felt as if a great weight had at last been lifted from her 
shoulders. Suddenly she had found herself. She didn't have to hold back any 
longer. Now that she was married, she could make love as often as she liked, 
with no one to tell her no. Her life stretched before her like a beautiful, 
sun-dappled meadow. She was indeed truly happy. "Love me, Jake! Love me! 
Aaaahhh!" 

The tight squeeze of her cunt-muscles on his cock was making it difficult 
for Jake to hold out. With every fiber of his being, he wanted to shoot his 
load of cum deep into her belly. But there was Cindy to think of, too. This 
was her first time, and he wanted to start her off right. He wanted her to 
remember the first time as a good time. He knew it would have a lot to do 
with how she would respond the next time ... and the next. He held her sex 
life in his hands. 

She squirmed pleasurably beneath her husband as he pummeled her cunt again 
and again with his hard-driving penis. To her astonishment, she could feel 
the first pleasure she had known growing more and more intense. It seemed 
there was no limit to the sensation her body could experience. Her nerve 
endings were growing more and more jangled. She screwed her pussy up onto 
his cock with greater abandon. She was desperately striving for she knew not 
what. 

Jake could see by the startled look in her eyes that she was not far from a 
crisis. Bracing himself firmly against the mattress on either side of her 
head he drove his penis up into her clasping cunt with hard heated strokes. 
He was working f or the moment when he would see her eyes light up with the 
joy of orgasm. "God, it feels good to screw you, Cindy! You're beautiful, 
baby! Beautiful!" 

Her whole body felt so strange. So alive. So eager. So hungry. A short while 
ago, she hadn't known how her pussy could ever take such a big cock. Now it 
was exactly right, just what she craved. 

The man was a little overwhelmed by the fury of his virgin bride's 
responses. She was squirming and wailing like a wild creature. He grinned 
proudly as he wondered what the people in the next hotel suite must be 
thinking about now. Probably so jealous they can't see straight, he told 
himself as he drove his cock deep into her tight clutching hole. 

It happened suddenly, taking them both by surprise. Suddenly the young bride 
was cumming! "Oooohh! Oooohhh! God-d-d!" She hadn't expected this much. She 
had made herself cum many times with her hands, but she had never expected 
to cum the very first time with a man. She had heard of so many women who 
hadn't! She grinned a broad grin of lazy satisfaction. This cohabiting 
business was easy as falling off a log. 

Now that the woman had climaxed, Jake lost little time in steering himself 
into a safe harbor. "Jee-zuz, baby! Here I cummmmm!" He had never felt so 
pleased with himself, or with a woman. The thought of his hot juices flowing 
from her violated hole made his cock start to throb again. 

Both Jake and his new bride fell asleep with the same thought that night. It 
was delightful to be married. 

Mmmm, Cindy thought, I hope every night's going to be like this. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

Jake had had his diversion during the long months when he was courting a 
virgin. Her name was Babs. She had been introduced to him at a party by a 
mutual friend ... a friend who had been screwing Babs for several months. 

The wealthy older man thought Babs made the ideal playmate for a man whose 
emotions were tied up elsewhere, but whose cock needed regular attention. 
She was a good-time girl. Not once did she evermention anything vaguely 
connected with love or romance. She seemed more interested in screwing and 
sucking. 

It was not strange that Jake did not even once suspect the depth of feeling 
the girl had for him. He hadn't bothered to tell her he was engaged to 
someone else, but he had assumed she knew that. Their engagement party had 
even made the papers. As it turned out, everyone had made the same 
assumption that Babs knew all about Jake's commitment to Cindy Lewis. They 
took it for granted that Babs was with Jake for the laughs, as she had been 
with so many men before. Babs was heartbroken when she read about the 
marriage in the paper. Then she was angry. She was a woman who did not get 
over an anger easily. 

She rang up Sid Maine the minute she grew calm enough to speak. Sid was 
Jake's chauffeur and an old flame of Babs. She had not once made love to him 
since she started seeing his boss. Other men didn't interest her much after 
Jake. 

Now, however, Sid interested her. He was a weak man, and she was pretty sure 
she could make him see things her way. She had plans for Sid. 

"Hi, beautiful!" He pinched her tit familiarly as he walked into her 
apartment. She was wearing a flowered, see-through blouse. Her ripe out 
thrusting tits seemed to beg for attention. 

"Hi, Sid!" Despite the smoldering purpose she had been nursing all 
afternoon, his rough pinch sent a dart of desire down to her sensitive cunt. 
She hadn't seen Jake for close to two weeks and she was horny. She was 
beginning to remember some of the good times she and Sid had enjoyed back in 
the old days. She remembered how Sid had said he would do anything she ever 
asked of him. She had taken his vow with a grain of salt then. Now it was 
time to put him to the test. 

Babs wound her arms sensually around the tall man's neck and thrust her tits 
against his chest. "Glad to see me, Sid?" Her eyes shone with promise. 

"You bet, baby! It hurt my feelings for a while there, when you cut me off. 
But I knew you'd be back. I knew you couldn't forget old Sid or," he patted 
his crotch proudly, "old Peter here." 

"You're right, Sid. Some nights, I used to wake up sopping wet, just from 
dreaming about you." 

"Now that big man Jake's out of action, you're ready to slum with the hired 
help again, eh?" He was halfway kidding, but his eyes narrowed suspiciously. 
She knew he was testing her. 

"You know better than that, Sid. I was afraid of him. He told me he'd bust 
my head open if I saw any other guys." The venom rose in her belly. She 
hissed her words through clenched teeth. "Then the dirty bastard turns 
around and marries some Miss Goody-Two-Shoes. Doesn't even tell me goodbye! 
Doesn't explain anything! He treated me like shit, Sid! Like shit! Who the 
fuck does he think he is! The two of them think they can just go off and 
live happily ever after! It's not right that they should, Sid ... not after 
what they did to me!" 

Her anger seemed to feed the fires of her lust. She began to unbutton his 
shirt, to plant kisses all over his hairy chest. With every fiber of her 
being, she wanted to get this man on her side. She wanted him to quell the 
aching need in her belly. She was ready to tell him any lies that might 
serve her purpose ... make Jake a vicious heel ... make Sid the most 
desirable lover since Don Juan. "God, you feel good, Sid! I've missed you so 
much!" 

She had worked her way down to his belt now. With trembling hands, she began 
to loosen the zipper of his fly. She pulled out the rigid shaft of his cock 
and closed her lips around the bulbous cock-head. 

"Jee-zuz! Yeah, baby! Suck it!" Any doubts left in Sid's mind about the 
woman's honesty or her motives were scattered far and wide by the warm clasp 
of her lips on his penis. In a hot rush there surged back memories of the 
incredible lovemaking he had enjoyed with this eccentric brunette. He had 
never known Babs to do anything by half measures. No matter what she was 
doing, she did it intensely, as if her life depended on it, as if there was 
nothing else. This trait made her one hell of a lover. After Babs, other 
women had seemed a less than compelling way to get his rocks off. If loving 
was needing, he loved this beautiful, strange woman. 

She felt his hands grasp hold of her hair and guide her head back and forth 
along his swollen cock. She felt a blaze of satisfaction. He was hooked. Any 
way she wanted to play it, he had no choice but to follow. 

With hungry abandon, she worked her lips over the smooth fleshy contours of 
his hard penis. She stuck out her tongue and stabbed the little slit in his 
glans. Her tongue worked along the underside of his cock until it found the 
point where his ridge joined cock-head to shaft. She licked and sucked this 
sensitive area mercilessly, until he was groaning above her. She was aware 
of his knees trembling as he struggled to keep himself upright. It was just 
like old times. Sid had always been her best fan. He made her feel like she 
was the only woman in the world who knew how to make love. 

"Uuuuhhh! Christ!" Overwhelmed by the intensity of feelings assailing his 
stiff cock, Sid pushed the brunette's head downward so she had to take his 
whole length in her mouth. "Yeah, baby! Suck it! Suck it! Jeez, no one gives 
head like you, Babs!" 

To prove him right, she bobbed her head up and down over his penis with a 
fury matched only by a hungry jackal attacking his prey. Her tongue swirled 
around his fleshy cock as her lips worked all along its rock-hard surface. 
She liked to stab his cock here and there with unexpected little nudges of 
her tongue-tip. Sid never failed to groan in wanton response. His cries only 
goaded her into working harder. 

Babs labored with a two-fold purpose. She was after pleasure, pure raw 
pleasure for the satisfaction of both herself and her moaning lover. And she 
was after power. Like a spider weaving its sturdy web, she was creating a 
mesh of lusty desire that would make the man crave more and more of her 
lurid attentions, that would make him do anything to hive her make love to 
him again. 

She nibbled hungrily over the thick cock-shaft. Her tongue prodded the 
saliva-slickened curves and ridges of his penis with wanton gusto. She loved 
the way his cock felt in her mouth, so firm, yet so yielding to her sensuous 
manipulations, so ready to bend to the prods and lashes of her talented 
tongue. She had never enjoyed sucking a cock so much. She had never felt so 
utterly and completely abandoned to her desperate task. 

"Mmmmmmm ... God, your cock tastes good! I could suck you all night, Sid! 
I've waited for this so long!" 

In his aroused state, Sid was perfectly willing to believe her testimonies 
of renewed affection. To the tall man, the test was in the tonguing. And her 
wild mouth contortions were pushing him to the peak of passion. Babs must 
mean business. Even she had never before reached such heights of reckless 
ecstasy. His penis felt like it was getting bigger and bigger. Her mouth was 
drawing it out of him. 

He watched her kneeling in front of him in her see-through blouse and her 
short skirt. The sight of her voluptuous body writhing and trembling with 
her eager movements excited him. He screwed his cock deep into her willing 
mouth as he imagined how hot her pussy must be getting about now. How the 
juices must be flowing down her thighs in keeping with the intensity of her 
abandoned gyrations. He imagined she would have no panties to get in the way 
of her cunt-juices. Babs had never liked to wear panties. 

The squirming brunette mewled hungrily around the thick penis overflowing 
her mouth on each outstroke. Her pussy was flaring hot and ready beneath her 
short skirt. More and more, she was imagining how this fine hard cock would 
feel up inside her craving cunt-hole. "Hhhhnnnhhh!" She looked up at the man 
who towered over her. Her eyes were glazed with lust. "My pussy's so hot, 
Sid baby! Oh, it turns me on to suck your cock!" 

The pleading look on her face went straight to Sid's groin. Her mouth was 
good, but her pussy was waiting. Gripping her head tightly, he shoved deep 
into the back of her throat two ... three ... four times. Then, abruptly, he 
pulled out of her. He maneuvered her around so her ass was wriggling up at 
him as he knelt on the rug behind her. 

With trembling hands, he pushed her skirt up over her hips. Just as he had 
suspected! No panties! The firm round cheeks of her ass waved saucily at 
him. He leaned forward to take a peek at her pink snatch and her tiny 
puckered asshole, framed in their lewd halo of dark cunt-hair. He sucked his 
breath in sharply as his belly contracted with aching desire for her. 
"Christ ... let me at it!" he roared. Gripping her ass-cheeks fiercely, he 
guided his cock-head toward her pussy. 

She squirmed urgently against his hands. "God, yes, Sid! Get it in me quick! 
I'm dying for your stiff cock, baby!" She closed her eyes tight and lunged 
back onto the prodding tip of his cock. His hot swollen penis soared deep up 
into her snatch! "Aaaaiiieeeee!" 

Sid was still trying to catch his breath when she began to rotate her 
ass-cheeks vigorously around his deep-buried cock. With her typical greedy 
haste, she was begging him to screw her in a hard-driving rhythm. She wanted 
him to match her energy with his own. Her behavior left no doubt in his mind 
that she wanted him every bit as much as he wanted her ... had been wanting 
her ever since she had ditched him and started seeing Jake Moore almost a 
half-year ago. 

"Christ, I don't believe your pussy, Babs!" His words exploded from his 
mouth in short gasps. "It's trying to eat me alive! I swear it! God, no 
woman can control her cunt the way you do!" 

Though only twenty-three, the brunette had known many, many lovers, both men 
and women. She had made it her business to learn every trick of lovemaking. 
At parties, she had entertained men by picking marbles up off the rug with 
her cunt-muscles. Those who had tried her out later had found her 
pussy-control was every bit the turn-on for their cocks that they had hoped. 
In fact, it was such a recommendation that had first brought her to the 
attention of Jake Moore. 

She thought of the wealthy older man, then cast his image from her mind. She 
didn't need him! But she'd sure as hell show him she wasn't a woman to be 
trifled with! 

Babs drove her ass back against Sid's stiff cock again and again. Her 
genitals vibrated with the force of her efforts. She exploded in one 
mini-orgasm after another. "Uuuuhh! Aaaiiieee! Sid, you're good! You're 
good, baby!" 

Her compliments made the man's pride and his cock swell. Hypnotized by the 
sexy sight of her shapely buttocks squirming back against his loins, he sank 
his cock far into her twat over and over again. His fingers clutched her 
smooth flesh so hard that they made white indentations haloed with red. She 
didn't seem to care or even to notice. The only sensations that were getting 
through to Babs were those of pure roiling pleasure. 

He held her and shoved. Gripped her and reamed her deep. "Christ, I love 
screwing you, Babs! No one does it like you do! No one!" 

Her thick dark hair flew around her head as she labored in the ecstasy of 
her abandon. Nothing existed for her now but the thick filling cock that 
split her pussy wide. She felt like her belly was overflowing with feeling. 
Her intense arousal only made her crave more and more. 

The woman fell down onto her face on the rug, managing to take the man with 
her. His cock still worked steadily in and out of her hungry hole. The 
weight of his upper torso crushed her now, drove her clitoris into the rug 
beneath. Only his buttocks rose and fell with the fury of his screwing 
rhythm. His penis seemed to be invading her deeper than ever. 

Sid could feel his cock-tip prodding deep in her cunt. There was a guts-raw 
excitement about flattening her with the weight of his body this way, 
binding her to the ground, while his cock plundered her in abandoned haste. 
Her squeals and moans told him she loved it. He loved it too. His cock was 
swelling to the verge of explosion. 

Now Babs could revel in the animal thrill of being totally overwhelmed by 
the male. About the only part of her she could move freely was her fingers. 
His arms held hers pinned to the rug beside her head. His thrusting loins 
kept her buttocks down. She was filled to the brim with excitement and with 
a hard stiff cock. Her clit was being bruised roughly by direct contact with 
the rug beneath. She could feel it hard as a little pebble, ready to release 
a harsh welcome flow of ecstasy. "Screw me! Screw me, Sid! Oh shit, no one's 
ever done me like you do!" 

At the moment, she meant it. Right now, she could not imagine being without 
Sid and his hard willing penis. 

The two lovers reached the point of no return together. Their shrill cries 
merged in an erotic bellow that split the thick heated atmosphere of the 
room. 

"UII, Sid ... I'm cummmingg-g! Oooohhh God-d-d-d!" 

"Christ woman! I'm doing it to you! I'm filling you full of it, baby! Move 
that ass! Move it!" 

She did her best to wriggle her buttocks up against him ... to pump the 
life-giving fluids from his exploding cock. Almost at once she could feel 
the warm wetness seeping from her hole, around the shrinking barrier of his 
penis. It felt so good, so satisfying to lay steeped in this hot moist 
testimony to his passion. 

"Christ, Babs!" he grunted as he rolled off her. "I don't know how I've 
stood it ... being without you all these months! You're the greatest, baby!" 

She snuggled up against him, burying her face against his sweat-soaked 
shirt. They hadn't even bothered to undress! That was the kind of urgency 
she liked! "So are you, Sid! I used to get so pissed at Jake Moore for not 
letting me see you! He was such a rotten bastard, Sid! So rotten! I've never 
been treated like that by anybody!" Tears began to overflow her smoldering 
brown eyes. 

Sid held her close, protecting her. Already he was full of anger for the man 
who had abused this treasure of female sexuality. All he could think of was 
that it was Jake Moore who had kept him from her all this time--his own box! 
"He shouldn't have treated you bad, Babs! You're special!" 

Babs almost grinned at the obvious anger in the man's voice. She knew she 
was going to win. "Will you help me get back at him, Sid? When the time is 
right?" 

What else could the man do? His honor was at stake, along with that of the 
beautiful sexy brunette. "Sure, baby! You just give me the word." 

This time, she did smile ... though she buried her face in Sid's armpit so 
he would not see. When she had regained her composure, she began to relate 
more lies about Jake's brutality and treachery. Sid was a big man. To make 
sure his cup was brimming over with anger, she laid on the venom with a 
trowel. 

Sid was not the brightest man she had ever met. She didn't even bother to 
try to be subtle. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

Babs did her work almost too well. It took some effort for her to convince 
Sid that he should not go out and punch his boss in the nose right away. 

"I want you to act just the same as ever, Sid. We'll wait for our chance for 
something special. If you punch him in the nose, the only thing that will 
happen is you'll lose your job. Okay?" 

"Okay," he conceded grudgingly. 

He had good news for Babs within a couple of days. The honeymooners' retreat 
was going to be interrupted. Jake had been called to a crucial business 
conference in New York. Sid had been given the job of driving the new bride 
to Jake's mountain hideaway, where her husband would join her in two days' 
time. 

Babs was silent for a long while after hearing the news. Then, "perfect," 
she said, and her eyes gleamed with triumph. "Sid, are you ready to do 
something? For me?" 

"I'm ready." His reward was her warm generous lips closing around his 
rapidly swelling cock-shaft. 

The same news that had so thrilled Babs had left Cindy heartbroken. "But 
it's so soon, Jake. We're just getting to know each other." The newlyweds 
had spent almost all their married life to date in bed. Cindy hadn't stopped 
quivering since the first moment her husband touched her. The thought of 
being separated from the man who was bringing her body so much joy brought 
her almost to the verge of panic. Two days without him? An eternity! 

"I know, baby." he stroked her naked body tenderly. Jake was very pleased 
with his new wife. In their lovemaking marathon, she had proved herself an 
intensely sensual and stimulating companion. He had never yet found a woman 
so willing to learn or so eager to please. And he had only begun to teach 
her all he knew about the secrets of the senses. Jake was no more thrilled 
about the forthcoming business trip than Cindy was. Taking her along was out 
of the question. He was convinced it would break the spell of romance. 
Constant sessions with tough-nosed businessmen would leave him in no mood 
for lovemaking. Better that she should be waiting with bated breath for him 
when he returned ... not sitting in New York, pouting because he wasn't 
paying enough attention to her. 

Cindy ran her tongue eagerly over her lips. Jake's skilled touch was 
bringing out goose bumps on her flesh. She could feel her heart beating 
faster. Her tirelessly hungry cunt throbbed responsively. "Ooohh, Jake. I'll 
be miserable without you!" 

"So will I without you." He began to plant little kisses over her firm 
upthrusting tits, her sleek belly. It pleased him that she was quivering 
with desire for him. His cock began to swell to new life. Just think, 
Cindy," he crooned, "how much fun it will be to get together again. It'll be 
just like starting all over. 

Her eyes sparkled as she looked down at his shock of thick graying hair. He 
was so handsome, so distinguished-looking. How she loved him. Suddenly she 
giggled. "It won't be exactly the same. Now I'll know what to expect, and 
I'll be greedier than ever." 

He grinned up at her. "That's just fine with me, baby. I think I'll be able 
to handle it, don't you?" 

Her eyes grew suddenly wide with shock. His kisses had progressed down 
farther than usual. He was kissing the sensitive peak of her clitoris! 
"Oooooohhhh! Ooooohhh!" 

Cindy felt embarrassed. She didn't know nice people did this sort of thing. 
Could he really enjoy tasting her cunt? One thing she didn't question. It 
felt good. It felt awfully good. "Jake! What are you ... uuuuhhh!" She could 
feel her clit getting harder, more aroused as he licked it with stiff 
inciting prods of his tongue. 

The experienced older man had been saving this surprise until his wife grew 
somewhat accustomed to screwing. He didn't want to; lay everything on her at 
once. One step at a time ... one new joy at a time. This would give her 
something to mull over when he was off in New York. "Mmmmm, baby! Your pussy 
tastes good!" As soon as the words were out, he drove his tongue deep up 
into her hot cunt. 

"Aaaaaiiieeee!" Cindy thought she could feel herself blushing even as her 
body writhed in exquisite torment. The feel of her husband's tongue in her 
pussy was like nothing she had experienced so far. His tongue fluttered up 
inside her sensitive channel. It set up sympathetic vibrations throughout 
her defenseless body. Though she craved more of the stimulation, she still 
felt uncomfortably vulnerable. She still was not sure that this was all 
right. 

Jake sensed her tension. He could feel her thighs rigid on either side of 
his shoulders. Her distress amused him. It made him feel all the more tender 
toward her for the innocent babe that she still was in many ways. He stroked 
her thighs and the soft, furry flesh of her outer cunt-lips as his tongue 
investigated her cunt. "It's good, Cindy," he told her in an intimate, 
reassuring voice. "I love you so much, baby! I love your pussy so much!" 

The obvious feeling in his words helped the young bride relax. How could she 
think such an act was dirty or bad, when Jake was doing it out of love for 
her? He loved her pussy! He wanted to make it feel the best things possible. 

And he was succeeding! 

His tongue probed her pink wet flesh with rising abandon. He was leaving her 
no time to think. She could only respond ... respond to the rising tide of 
excitement that had set every nerve-ending resounding with lusty approval. 
"Aaaaaggghhhh! Oh Jake ... I love you! I love you!" Her words of devotion 
helped her let go. Their love made everything all right! She would do 
anything for love! 

Her excited moans drove Jake on in his devoted labors. It thrilled him to 
think she had never before thought of what it would be like to have a mouth 
making love to her pussy ... let alone tried it. His tongue worked nimbly to 
bring her the maximum pleasure. His lips sucked hungrily on her soft 
pussy-lips. He stabbed her clitoris with the rolled peak of his tongue, then 
moved on down to tease the tiny opening to her cunt. 

Jake smiled to himself as gradually she started to grind her hips up to meet 
his tireless tongue thrusts. Her movements were timid at first. They were 
scarcely noticeable. But he had been watching for a sign of her complete 
surrender. Her efforts gave him pleasure. His aching cock throbbed as he 
grasped hold of her buttocks just hard enough to give her something to 
struggle against. Almost at once, her gyrations grew more abandoned. Jake 
could feel himself trembling. "God, it's good to eat your cunt, Cindy!" Her 
sweet juices fired the flames of h is desire for her. She was so new, so 
pure in her responses. 

He thanked the heavens that he had had the patience to wait for this prize. 
He even thought fleetingly that someday he would have to thank Babs Mulligan 
for helping him let off steam through the long vigil. Babs was the very 
opposite of his gentle pure wife, but she had been one hell of a release 
when he had needed it. 

The harder she squirmed against her husband's restraining arms, the wetter 
Cindy's pussy grew. She could feel it opening shamelessly under his 
attentions. It was so good! Nothing so good could be bad! She wanted it! She 
wanted them to be total lovers. There was nothing they were afraid to do 
together, in the privacy of their wedded bliss! "Jake! Jake! It's so good, 
darling!" 

There was no doubt in Jake's mind that he had won his wife over completely 
to the allure of this new forbidden pleasure. His fingers stroked her 
cunt-lips, on either side of his contorting mouth. One fingertip found its 
way down to the tight little pearl of her anus. He stabbed it playfully. The 
finger was just wet enough from her juices to slip inside her asshole. 

"Oooohh!" Cindy's response was abrupt and urgent. Even this depraved 
stimulation excited her. She was so thoroughly involved in the mounting 
pleasure Jake's tongue was dealing her pussy that she scarcely noted the 
perversity of this new element. She squirmed her pussy down against Jake's 
face, at the same time driving the finger deep into her anus. "Aaaiieeee! 
Oooooohh, baby! You make me feel so wonderful!" 

One sensation merged with another as the blonde's body quivered with growing 
abandon. Even in a few days of lovemaking, she was getting experienced 
enough to recognize the signs of approaching crisis. Jake's tongue and lips 
and fingers were guiding her slowly but surely to the very peak of arousal, 
from which she knew there was only one way back. They were going for the 
biggie! 

Sensing that his wife was approaching climax, Jake wriggled his tongue more 
heatedly in along the blond-fringed furrow of her twat. He stabbed and 
licked and laved with a lover's desperation. This was his last chance to 
make love to his wife for two whole days. It was going to be a good show. 
Forty-eight hours' worth of memory. 

"Jake! Oh Jake! It's getting so good, baby! I'm getting so high! Love me! 
Love me, Jake!" 

His tongue flew rapidly down one side of her pussy and up the other. He 
licked greedily at her juices that flowed in sweet profusion from her cunt. 
Suddenly a tense feeling overcame her. 

"Oh, darlingg-g! I'm cummmmmingg-g!" 

He kept on gently licking her twat until she lay in mewling contentment, 
spent and pleased. The lovers lay in each other's arms for some time, until 
Cindy suddenly tried to wriggle free. 

"Where do you think you're going?" he teased her, holding her firmly against 
him. 

"I want to do something for you now." She had become suddenly very shy. Her 
blue eyes were cast downward. He lifted her chin tenderly. "What's that, 
baby?" She hesitated. At last she spoke. "I want to ... suck your cock." 

The lewd words from her innocent lips made his cock start to throb with 
renewed life. But he was firm with her. "Not now, baby. I have to start 
getting ready to leave. And besides ... " He was moved by the disappointment 
in her eyes. "I want to save that for our homecoming. It'll be something 
special to look forward to." 

"I wanted to make it as good for you as it was for me." 

"I know, baby ... and you will. In two days, we'll have the wildest head 
session you ever saw." 

His lightness revived her own sense of humor. She had wanted so much to 
please him, it was going to be hard to wait two more days. But he was right. 
It would be something special to look forward to. 

It was an effort for her to rise and dress in preparation for their trip to 
the airport. She found it hard not to cry when the intercom finally 
announced his flight. The only thing that held her back was the presence of 
Sid, the chauffeur, who had returned to fetch her for the drive home. 

The last thing Jake said was a reminder to his chauffeur. "You take good 
care of this woman, you hear? She's special." 

"Yes, sir." Sid's face was impassive as he waved his boss on his way. He 
escorted the lady of the house back to the Lincoln and drove her home. She 
made no effort to start a conversation, and Sid remained equally quiet. 

He felt the least the pretty blonde deserved was a chance to mourn the 
departure of her new husband. Her mind would be full of other things soon 
enough. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

Babs' plan was a daring one--and vicious. She told Sid she wanted him to 
desert the woman somewhere in the woods, en route to the mountain cabin. 
Then he was to go on to the cabin himself, and make it look as though the 
young wife had been there. That was to throw the inevitable search party off 
the track. 

"But ... I thought it was Jake we were supposed to be getting back at." Sid 
had done several things in his life he was not proud of, but murder was not 
one of them. "It doesn't seem fair to hurt her for what her old man did." 

"Serves her right for not seeing through the bastard! Look, Sid! What better 
way to get at him than to make off with his precious new bride? It's not as 
if you're going to kill her or anything. She'll turn up, sooner or later. 
And by then, we'll be long gone ... off on the west coast starting a new 
life together, just the two of us." 

Her sweet vision of bliss was intensely appealing to Sid. He was willing to 
risk greatly for the chance of winning the lusty brunette for his own. But 
he was not totally blind to the possibility that Babs might change her mind 
somewhere along the way. He had his own plan brewing in the back of his 
head, a plan for protecting himself from the new Mrs. Moore's wrath. If she 
did get back to civilization, he wanted to be good and sure she wouldn't 
squeal on him. 

Several times on the long ride up to the cabin, he looked into the rear-view 
mirror at the beautiful blonde sitting quiet and alone, obviously feeling 
totally forlorn without her new husband. She was so innocent-looking, so 
radiant. The more he looked at her, the more he understood what it was that 
had made Jake Moore choose her for his fourth bride. She made a man want to 
be all man for her. Sid couldn't keep his eyes off her baby-soft, sensual 
lips. 

"Oh, Sid." At last she leaned forward to speak to the chauffeur. "I'd like 
to stop in the next town, please. I'm thirsty." 

"How about something from the bar, Mrs. Moore? A nice cold glass of 
chablis?" 

Cindy was not much of a drinker. But today she was feeling a little blue. 
She missed Jake so much, and they had only been separated half a day. 
Hearing the chauffeur call her Mrs. Moore sent a little tremor of excitement 
through her. She could hardly wait to be Jake's woman again. "Okay ... 
that'll be fine." 

Sid stopped the car and poured the blonde a generous tumbler of wine. He 
watched her drink greedily. From observing her with his boss, he knew she 
was not accustomed to alcohol. He refilled her glass, then moved the car 
back onto the narrow, two-lane road. 

Again he watched her in the rear-view mirror. Her face looked much more 
relaxed now, more cheerful. The thought of her weakened condition made his 
cock throb in his pants. 

They drove through the last town on the way to the cabin. They were making 
their way through heavy forest when Cindy again leaned forward and asked to 
stop at the next town. Sid realized she was after a rest stop this time, but 
he didn'tmention the fact there were no more towns along the way. He waited 
until her need to piss became urgent. 

"When is the next town, Jake?" 

"I think I might have made a mistake, ma'am. There may not be any more 
towns." 

"Oh, phooey. How much farther to the cabin then?" 

"About sixty miles." 

In his mirror, he saw her flush with strain and embarrassment. "Well, I'm 
going to have to stop, Sid. Wherever it's easy to pull up." 

He parked the car a little ways into the woods, so as not to draw the 
attention of any passing cars. The chances of anyone coming by were slim. 
The road lead only to a few private lodges. He watched her pick her way 
through the brush down a little hillside. When she was out of sight, he 
slipped quietly from the car and followed her. Her panties were still down 
around her ankles when he found her. A surge of lust shot through him. He 
was beginning to enjoy the prospect of his own twist in Babs' carefully laid 
plans. 

"Sid! What do you think you're doing?" Before she could pull up her panties 
he grabbed her wrists, so abruptly that she fell onto her back on the 
ground. She stared up at him horrified, unable to speak. She didn't seem 
aware of the flash she was giving him of blonde pussy-hair and pink cunt. 

"An unexpected change in plans, Mrs. Moore," he told her as he pulled her 
roughly back up onto her knees. He held her head firmly with one hand while 
he pulled out his cock with the other. She tried to wriggle free but the 
strain on her hairroots brought tears to her eyes. Horror made her blue eyes 
huge as she stared unbelieving at the thick swollen cock he was presenting 
to her. "Suck my cock, Mrs. Moore. I'm going to have to leave you here, and 
I don't want your bad-ass husband to know you'd been sucking the chauffeur's 
cock, would you now?" 

"Mmm ... mmmmppphhh!" She tried to manage some kind of verbal protest, but 
he pressed his cock-head roughly against her lips. The tension was too much 
for her. She had to part her lips and let in his long throbbing cock. 

Sid grunted excitedly and began to saw his hard cock in and out of her 
mouth. Her mouth felt incredibly hot and smooth. He closed his eyes and 
threw back his head while his hands maneuvered her head back and forth, back 
and forth. He congratulated himself on this lurid change in plans that he 
had thought up all by himself. No doubt Babs would not approve, but Babs had 
had her rounds with Mrs. Moore's old man. Now it was his turn to sample the 
best of the Moore household. 

Raw shock, horror, disbelief assailed the young bride's baffled senses. She 
had been caught completely off guard by the chauffeur's lewd assault. Only 
gradually did the true depravity of what was happening to her register. 

At first, nothing had been more important than to maneuver her head in some 
way that would ease the pain on her scalp. She had tried to fight the fat 
cock-head that pressed against her lips, but giving in had not seemed too 
great a sacrifice to stop the relentless pain. 

Only when his fleshy penis was working back and forth between her lips did 
she gain full consciousness of what was happening. She was being forced to 
suck this man's cock. After she had saved herself for nineteen years for her 
husband, this villain was taking away one of the last virginal gifts she had 
been saving for Jake. He was destroying the blooming happiness so carefully 
nurtured over the few days since her wedding. 

Tears came to her eyes as she remembered the surge of love she had felt when 
she offered to suck Jake's cock their last time together. He had told her to 
save it for something special. Now this horrible man was destroying the 
specialness. He was desecrating her and her virginal sacrifice to Jake. She 
would never be the same! Never! 

His thick cock became more and more distasteful to her as he drove his penis 
again and again far into the back of her throat. Several times she thought 
she would surely choke. But it seemed the endurance of the human body was 
greater than that of the mind. Despite her lathing for her attacker, she was 
giving him pleasure. He was moaning and grunting like an animal over her. 
And terrifying as the experience was for her, she did not faint or falter. 
Her mouth continued to grapple with the thick intrusion of his plundering 
penis. 

"mmmmmmmpphh. N-no! Mmpphh!" Though she was helpless against his strength, 
she still tried to cry out protests. The lonely sound of the wind rustling 
the oak leaves overhead seemed to mock her feeble efforts. There was no one 
to hear. 

As her protesting lips struggled with his hard cock, Sid found himself 
entertaining treacherous thoughts. He had always thought Babs gave the best 
blowjobs in the world. But there was an undeniable raw primitive excitement 
about the way the blonde's mouth was working over his penis. Maybe it was 
just the perversity of the circumstances, but he had never been more 
thrilled by the prospect of filling a woman's mouth with great hot spurts of 
his life-giving juices. 

"Suck it, bitch! Suck my cock, baby!" It wasn't often Sid gave free rein to 
the frustrated passion that lay beneath his calm, almost timid front. 
Forcing the young bride to suck his cock in the wilderness had aroused an 
incredible surge of lust from somewhere deep in his groin. He felt strong, 
powerful, invincible. Like a rutting beast, he strove victoriously for his 
own base pleasure. He gave no thought to the terrified anguish of the girl. 

His hands moved Cindy's head roughly back and forth along his stiff 
cockshaft. The blonde had faced the face now that there would be no freedom 
for her until the man had had his way with her virgin mouth. She began to 
work her mouth more ardently, to maneuver her tongue with greater abandon. 
She wanted it to end, and the sooner the better. If giving him the kind of 
headjob he was after would make him stop, then she would suck for all she 
was worth. Already she felt as if her mouth was no longer her own. She 
wanted with all her might to be free of the thick filling intrusion of his 
penis. 

A slow lusty smile drifted over the man's features. "Hot damn! That's the 
stuff! You're really getting into it now, aren't you, girl? shit ... 
ooooohh! Man, you've got potential, Mrs. Moore. Mr. Moore's one lucky dude!" 
It gave him a perverse satisfaction to remind himself that this was his 
boss' sweet young bride whose mouth he was ravishing. This was what Jake 
Moore deserved for stealing Babs away. The way Sid looked at it, he was 
turning a steal into a fair exchange ... tit for ... or mouth for mouth. He 
imagined Babs' mouth working around Jake Moore's cock, and a flash of anger 
took hold of him. Again, he pulled harshly on the woman's hair. "Come on ... 
move it, bitch! Faster!" 

Cindy's belly was an empty well of despair. How could she ever be a good 
wife to Jake again, after this? More important now, though, than the course 
of the rest of her life was the next few minutes. She had to make him leave 
her alone! 

Though she had no experience with cock-sucking, Cindy let her instincts be 
her guide. She nibbled hungrily at the stiff shaft of the tall man's cock. 
Her tongue stabbed his fleshy round cock-head with eager maddening little 
strokes. His groans became longer and louder. She felt his cock grow even 
larger between her lips. Surely he could not hold on much longer! 

He looked down at her disheveled blonde head moving frantically over his 
erect cock. Her full sensual lips molded themselves around his penis as if 
it were a tasty popsicle. The sight made his balls throb with a dull ache. 
He couldn't believe that a girl this young and innocent-looking could have 
had much experience with giving head. But the new Mrs. Moore was undeniably 
gifted at her task. His cock felt so damned good, he was reluctant to see 
her stop. But he knew that, before too long, nature would take its course. 
He would have to shoot his hot boiling load deep into her throat. His brain 
was fuzzy with excitement. He could hardly wait to see her virginal mouth 
swallow every last drop of his juices. "Oooohh! Jee-zuz! Jee-zuz! Suck it, 
cunt!" 

Though Sid knew it would not be wise of him to hang out here in the woods 
too much longer, he began to dream about what it would be like to screw the 
tender young bride. If her mouth was this stimulating, her pussy had to be 
even better! Maybe ... just maybe, he could let himself work up to another 
hard-on before driving on to the cabin ... before leaving the teenager to 
her questionable fate. 

Though an agony of humiliation shot through Cindy's heart each time he told 
her to suck, she did as she was told. Her mouth worked wildly, frantically. 
Her whole body quivered with the fury of her effort. She never let her mouth 
pull too far back off his cock. If she did, he would pull her hair cruelly. 
She labored in the confined space of the length of his cock. 

Her saliva made his penis glisten obscenely. Several drops of his cum seeped 
from his glans, a warning of the greater explosion to come. She had no 
choice but to swallow his juices. The depraved act only added to the torture 
she was already experiencing. How could she ever face the world again after 
being so abused? 

She thought back to her ideals of less than a day before. Then, she had been 
willing to make any erotic sacrifice for love. Now she was reduced to a 
slavish acceptance of the most agonizing abuse, just to save herself from 
pain. She felt weak and ugly. And lost. Most of all, she felt very lost. It 
was almost as if nothing really mattered any more. 

Her lips grasped his cock tightly. They worked back and forth along his 
turgid penis with a steady, unrelenting rhythm. Sid's cries grew louder and 
more abandoned. Suddenly, he knew that she had won. She was sucking the 
juices right out of him! 

In Sid's mind, he was filling her full of her sweet hot reward ... letting 
her swallow his jizz. "Come on, bitch! Oh shit! Yeah! Swallow it all, baby!" 

Tears streamed down her eyes as she struggled to cope with the plentiful 
rush of cum. She swallowed it all, every last drop ... then licked the 
contours of his cock clean. She could feel his hold on her hair relaxing. He 
was off-guard, overwhelmed by the fury of his release. 

She grabbed her opportunity. Pulling her panties from her ankles to give her 
freedom to run, she took off into the bushes. She didn't know where she was 
going. She had lost all sense of direction. All she knew was that she had to 
get away. 

Sid's gut reaction to was to take off after her, but the woods were thick. 
In only a few moments, he had lost all trace of her. The silent trees 
towered over him, confining him. 

He felt a sudden deep-wrenching fear. The knowledge of what he had just done 
struck home with the force of a tidal wave striking a sandy cliff. His 
instinct was to flee the scene of his crime. 

Once he had the car safely back on the road, he gradually regained his 
self-confidence. He had done what Babs wanted him to do, with a slight 
addition for his own satisfaction. His cock throbbed happily in his pants. 
That had been some blow-job. No longer would he feel annoyed when 
Babsmentioned Jake Moore's name. The score was even. 

He went to the cabin and opened the shutters, put a small fire in the 
fireplace. He packed the young wife's belongings in the bureau, made some 
coffee and drank a couple of cups. Then he drove back down the mountain. 

Mission accomplished. Except somebody owed him a good screw! 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

Too exhausted to think any more about the ordeal she had been through, Cindy 
lay down on a bed of leaves to rest. She was hopelessly lost in the midst of 
first-growth forest. Rather than panic, she experienced only a total, 
soul-shattering fatigue. 

When she awoke, it was the dawn of a new day. The blonde looked around her, 
confused. Now, panic set in. 

In her sleep Cindy's legs had splayed far apart. Between them stood a tall, 
impressive-looking beast. He looked like a big dog, but the first thought 
that passed through Cindy's mind was that here was a wolf who was going to 
attack her. 

Too afraid to move, even to pull her legs together, she looked at the animal 
and trembled. To her surprise and delight, the creature bent down and licked 
her knee, then her thigh. Almost hysterical with relief, Cindy began to 
giggle. She reached out to stroke the dog's big head. "You're tickling me 
with that big tongue of yours! Now cut that out!" 

He reached up and licked her face, then he returned his attention to her 
thighs. Cindy's dress was pulled up so her naked cunt was exposed to the 
dog. She didn't think to pull it down. After all, he was only an animal. 
What did he notice? What did she care? She was lost and alone, with who knew 
what chance of getting out alive. It was nice to have company. She continued 
to stroke the dog's head as he licked his way steadily up her milk-white 
thigh. 

"What are you doing here, boy? Are you lost too? I hope not. I want you to 
show me the way out of here!" She was trying to be brave, and she was 
painfully aware of her effort. Her strenuous stroking of the dog's neck was 
to keep herself from thinking, from bursting into tears. She clutched great 
handfuls of his thick fur as though it were a lifeline. 

Her response to the animal grew more and more feverish as his tongue licked 
the sensitive flesh high up on her thigh. Her pussy was matted with her 
juices from yesterday's frightening ordeal. The scent attracted the dog's 
attention. His long tongue attacked her quivering, blonde-fringed cunt-slit. 
It snaked all the way up over the pink hidden bud of her clit. 

"Aaaiiieeee! Oh my God!" In her weakened emotional state, Cindy collapsed 
back on her bed of leaves as though she had just been hit with a ton of 
bricks. The animal's assault had taken her breath away. Too defenseless to 
fight the feelings, she experienced an overwhelming surge of naked pleasure. 

Pleased with the tasty discovery he had made, the dog began to lick her dewy 
pink flesh with ravenous haste. First her puckered asshole, then her tight 
little cunt-hole, then her sensitive clitoris ... all fell plenty to the 
thrilling contact of the wet, flexible surface of his tongue. Cindy held her 
thighs wide apart, giving the dog easy access to her vulnerable moist 
treasures. 

Before the previous afternoon's wretched experience, Cindy could never have 
imagined herself giving in to such perverted stimulation. But right now, as 
she lay lost and abandoned in the midst of a dense forest, the animal's 
tonguing gave her just the feedback she needed. The little pleasure was 
going a long way to easing the tight anguish in her belly and the pumping 
fear in her heart. 

Despite the humiliation the chauffeur had subjected her to yesterday, the 
fear that Cindy had undergone had in a perverse way been exciting ... to her 
genitals, at least. Like the rest of her body, they had spasmed in 
resistance to the man. But that clenching had left her right on the edge of 
intense pleasure. The dog was releasing that pleasure now. Gone at last was 
the need to hold herself in. 

Pent-up emotion surged from her being, turning her into a moaning squirming 
mass of need. She flailed her blonde head from side to side on the forest 
mat of leaves. Her young pussy ground up against the dog's muzzle. She was 
actively seeking out more of the forbidden tongue-strokes. With wanton 
abandon, she pulled her dress up high over her hips. "Oh, yesssss ... yes, 
that's nice, darling!" 

Cindy did not stop to consider the depravity of her behavior. She needed 
what the dog was doing to her too much right now. She could not question 
such sweet delivery from her fear and panic. Like a child, she accepted what 
was given to her with whole-hearted gratitude. 

Again and again, the dog's long pink tongue glided up over her pink-fleshed 
cunt. Her pussy-lips sparkled with the mixture of her juices and the beast's 
saliva. Several times, his tongue-tip caught in the tiny hole of her pussy. 
It darted a short way up inside, before slipping out and proceeding on up to 
her clitoris. It was when his tongue actually penetrated her cunt that Cindy 
experienced the most intense arousal. 

"Uuuuuhhh! Ooooooohhh ... yesssssss! You're such a wonderful doggie!" She 
tried to capture his tongue up inside her craving hole, but it was quick and 
slippery. Each time she lost it, she moaned with disappointment. Then, with 
mounting enthusiasm, she tried again to capture his elusive cock in her 
awakening hole. 

Her buttocks ground fiercely up off the forest floor. Her kinky blonde 
pussy-hair framed the dog's muzzle like a lewd moustache as she tried to 
drive his tongue deeper into her cunt. His cold nose pressed abruptly 
against her clitoris and she trembled and mewled like a wild creature. It 
was so good! So unbelievably good to be licked to distraction by a brute 
animal! 

What had become of her? Had her mind snapped after only a few hours of being 
lost in the woods? Where was her self-control ... her respect for the vow 
she had made only days before to her new husband? 

Instinctively, she drove the image of Jake from her mind. It was too painful 
for her to consider how far she had strayed in the short while since they 
had parted. Though none of it was her fault, still she felt she had failed 
him somehow. She had ceased to be his mysterious virgin bride. She was a 
lost woman, used and abused. 

"Oooohhh, lick me! Lick meeeee!" To drive the thoughts away, she screwed her 
loins more urgently than ever up against the dog's face. She bent her knees 
and pulled her feet up to her ass so her fragile cunt-lips were spread wide 
for him. "Come on, boy! Ooohhh, you're so good to me! I'm so glad you're 
here! Uuuuhhh!" 

Time stood still for the lost bride as she writhed heedless beneath the 
dog's tireless tonguing. Pleasure-throbs surged from her pussy through her 
every nerve ending. They grew stronger as her excitement swelled. She could 
feel her cunt wide open, welcoming the dog with obscene eagerness. 

To add even further to her pleasure, she pulled open the front buttons of 
her dress and pushed up her bra. Her fingertips tugged skillfully at the 
rosy buds of her nipples. The full round globes of her tits heaved as she 
panted with her lusty efforts. Feverishly, she squeezed and stroked her 
breasts until her nipples were hard little gumdrops standing erect on the 
peaks of her creamy hillocks. As though there were a direct line from tits 
to pussy, shocks of raw pleasure darted back and forth like messages on a 
busy telephone wire. The girl was beside herself with lust. 

The dog never slackened his pace though the blonde's wanton writhing taxed 
him severely. His head moved dutifully from side to side and up and down as 
she squirmed her hot pussy in front of him. He appeared to be enjoying their 
lewd coupling as much as she was. He lapped up her cunt-juices eagerly. His 
tail wagged happily as he worked. 

With startling abruptness, Cindy's excitement grew to gargantuan 
proportions, forced her over the peak into a stunning intense explosion. 
"Oh, darling! You're making me cum! I'm cummmmingg-g!" Her pussy humped 
lewdly up against his muzzle as she worked out the demon fires that burst 
from her belly. 

Slowly she drifted down from the peak into a contented snooze. When she 
awoke, she was alarmed to find the dog had gone. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

Undecided what to do next, Cindy continued to sit in her protected spot, 
hoping against hope that the animal would return. At the moment, he seemed 
like her only salvation. She had no idea how far she was from the road. Only 
vague memories of running and running from the awful man remained to her. 
She didn't even remember from what direction she had come. 

The urge to break down, to give way completely to the tears that hovered 
just beneath the surface, was great. But Cindy fought bravely against her 
baser instincts. Her desire to live was strong. She did not intend to just 
lie down and give up. 

A delighted cry broke from her lips as the dog emerged from the trees. "Oh, 
you beautiful dog! You came back to me!" As she hugged the furry beast, 
memories of their unashamed contact surged back to make her cunt throb 
hungrily. She could almost feel the big soft tongue wriggling its way over 
her sensitive flesh. "What's this? Did you bring me a present?" 

From his mouth she pulled a hunk of meat. As she inspected the grubby 
offering, the big animal wagged his tail expectantly, looking up at her for 
approval. 

Cindy was deeply touched by the human-like gesture from the friendly animal. 
"Oh, it's wonderful! Thank you, handsome!" She smelled the meat, which was 
cooked, and decided it was fresh. She was hungry enough not to be picky. She 
nibbled timidly at first, then tore off large chunks of the stuff and gulped 
it down. Only when she was almost finished eating did she realize the 
significance of the meat's being cooked. The dog must have gotten it from 
someone! He must know where there were people! 

She stroked his head eagerly. "Hey, you beautiful big critter! Are you going 
to show me where you got this? Will you take me to the people?" 

She was ready to rise to her feet and follow him, but the dog had other 
ideas. He pushed her chest firmly with his head, knocking her flat onto the 
ground. Then he began to nudge her with his nose, obviously trying to get 
her to roll over. 

Trembling and curious, Cindy positioned herself on hands and knees in front 
of her canine rescuer. She looked back over her shoulder at him as he 
surveyed the contours of her upturned ass. Her dress was up around her 
waist, so her whole smooth white ass was exposed to his gaze. She could feel 
the soft wafting of the wind over her exposed asshole and pussy. She 
shivered. 

"Oh, I'm so excited, doggie! Are you going to lick me again!" The very 
perversion of the dog's eagerness to investigate her body once more sent 
throbs of anticipation down Cindy's spine. Though she was eager to find her 
way out of the forest, memories of the dog's splendid tongue made her bow to 
his obvious wishes. Also, there was something masterful about the huge 
creature's manner that made her feel somewhat timid. She didn't feel brave 
enough to resist him. He was a friendly beast, for sure, but his tongue on 
her cunt had given Cindy her own ideas about who between the two of them was 
boss. 

Kneeling in slavish submission before the dog, Cindy experienced for the 
first time in her life the depraved thrills of masochism. She was totally 
exposed to the dog, his for the taking. When his tongue shot out and up into 
her dilated pussy-hole, she thought she would faint with pure animal 
passion. 

"Oooooooohhh! Jeezz-zz!" She squirmed her ass-cheeks back into his face as 
he tongued her savagely. Already she was looking forward to her second 
tumultuous orgasm of the day. She knew now what the dog's tongue could do. 
She was ready for it! "Lick me! That's it, darling! Make my pussy feel 
good!" 

A guilty jolt in her belly reminded Cindy what a short time it had been 
since she had flushed with embarrassment under her husband's tongue. Now 
here she was encouraging a brute beast to lick her cunt ... and doing it in 
the most bold language. Deep in her guts, she blamed Sid the chauffeur for 
this new raunchy side of herself that had come to the surface. Without his 
perversion, she would be safely in the cabin, waiting for Jake. Not rutting 
like a beast in the woods with a dog lover. She seemed to be turning almost 
overnight into a totally new person. 

The ferocity of her sexual arousal frightened Cindy. She had enjoyed sex 
with Jake. She had been a responsive lover. But she had not been operating 
on this primitive level of raw belly urge. Her body craved this dog's tongue 
like it had never responded to anything before. "OOohh, yes! Ooh, it's 
good!" 

Suddenly the dog's tongue was gone from her pussy. Irritated, Cindy looked 
back over her shoulder. She felt the animal's paws clutch her hips at the 
same time as she saw his head rear up over her ass. He was mounting her! 

Horrified at this new stunning turn of events, Cindy tried to wriggle away. 
It was no good! The dog held her firmly. What's more, there was something 
hard stabbing against the tender flesh up between her thighs. Cindy looked 
down beneath her torso and spied the long red shaft of the dog's cock! There 
was no doubt about it! He was planning to ... screw her! 

"Oh, my God!" she wailed to the silent watching trees. Fiercely she 
struggled to get free. Her efforts had precisely the opposite effect of what 
she was after. They excited the dog. They made his cock thmsh more urgently 
up against her pussy-furrow. 

At last, she squirmed her cunt-hole right into the line of fire. His stiff 
cock rammed right up into her pussy! 

"Aaaaaggghhhh!" she wailed as pain assaulted her near-virginal cunt. The dog 
was merciless. Instead of giving her time to adjust to his brutal 
impalement, he started to stroke his cock fiercely in and out of her pussy. 
Despite their spasms of discomfort, her cunt-walls were forced to split wide 
to make room for the rigid canine penis. 

She was battered forward on each lusty stroke of the hard dog-cock. 
Struggles to be free became more futile than ever. It was enough of an 
effort to keep herself from being slammed right into the nearest tree trunk. 
She had to brace herself to withstand the harsh forward rhythm. Bracing 
herself only helped drive his cock deeper into her cunt. "No! Stop! Don't 
hurt meeeee!" 

Though she couldn't tell the difference at first, it was not so much pain 
that Cindy was experiencing as fear. It had all happened so suddenly. One 
minute she was looking forward to a nice hot lick-job. The next she was 
skewered on the end of an animal's penis! The fury of his sexual need made 
her feel horribly vulnerable ... as though he might rip her apart at any 
moment. "No! No! No!" 

Purely in the interests of self-preservation, she tried to relax. The blonde 
realized that was probably the only way to be sure the dog would not hurt 
her. He was not as likely to miss his aim on a relaxed, receptive pussy. 

Relaxing under the circumstances was the most difficult thing she had ever 
done. She clenched her cunt-lips tight, then concentrated on letting go ... 
letting go. She grew gradually more aware of the feel of the stiff penis 
massaging the walls of her cunt. With time, she became aware of the 
pleasure. 

Perverted as it was, she was getting pleasure from the stimulus of a 
dog-cock screwing her pussy! 

Native inhibition made her fight for a while against her own surrender. To 
let go now, to succumb to the thrill of being screwed by a dog! It was too 
much! Surely she hadn't sunk that low! "No! No!" She continued to whimper in 
protest. But as the tone of the no slowly changed, it sounded more and more 
like yes! 

The tapered hard dog-penis was like nothing Cindy had ever experienced 
before. Its relentless eagerness, its unbelievable hardness made her whole 
body tremble. As the turgid cudgel pulled out of her clenching pussy, the 
blonde was already looking forward to the next inthrust. Being screwed by 
the beast was almost like doing it with a machine. He never slowed, never 
faltered. His rhythm was swift, regular, compelling. It was inevitable that 
at last it should snap the last of Cindy's resistance. 

"Oh God, yessssss! Screw meee! Screw me like that, darling! You're so good! 
So good!" Her tight asscheeks began to squirm eagerly back to meet the 
animal's every inthrust. Her buttocks ground wantonly against his hairy 
loins. Even the contact of fur on her bare flesh increased her arousal. She 
was totally gone ... totally involved in what was happening! Even the brush 
of the fresh forest air against her naked skin acted like a goad to her base 
eroticism. 

The dog clutched her gyrating asscheeks with feverish intensity. His hips 
moved automatically. Again and again and again his bright red cockshaft 
drove deep into her soft pink pussy. His tongue lolled from his mouth, 
dripping saliva onto her disheveled dress. The surrounding oaks made the 
perfect setting for the earthy rites that had united woman and beast in 
their primal rhythm. 

"Uuuuuhhh!" Cindy's tongue too hung from her mouth. Her slavish 
self-abasement had left her more turned-on than ever before. The physical 
danger of her circumstances made her excitement that much more intense. 
There was a life-and-death element to her passion. The dog might well be the 
last lover she would ever know! Fear and horror had over the past several 
hours translated themselves into a burgeoning lust for life ... and for the 
stiff dog-cock reaming her deep. 

It seemed an eternity to the straining blonde that she knelt before the 
animal ... shoved her ass-cheeks back against his loins ... squeezed 
greedily on the cock filling her pussy. Her tits had fallen free of her 
unbuttoned dress and she managed to reach up and squeeze one, and then the 
other. Her nipples were already swollen, the tips hard as pebbles. The feel 
of her own fingers caressing her firm globes sent goose-bumps careening up 
and down her thighs and spine. She was a quivering mass of sensation. 

"Come on, darling! Screw me! Screw me!" 

Eager and willing to please, the dog ravaged her pussy with even greater 
abandon. Cindy thought she could feel his cock growing harder, more filling 
in her. His shaft seemed to squeeze more intimately against the contours of 
her pussy-channel. Larger and larger it grew, filling every part of her 
cunt. 

Suddenly his pace grew shorter, harder, deeper. She knew he was cumming in 
her. He was filling her pussy with dog-cum! 

Far from revolting her, the thought drove the excited teenager bride over 
the top. She too was experiencing the torrential flood-tide of climax. 
"Ooohh, oooooooohhh! It's soooo good to cummmmm!" 

When the dog had spilled the last of his load into her twat,, he dismounted 
and stretched out lazily on the ground next to her. Cindy put an arm around 
him and snuggled into his furry shoulder. "I've never felt like this! 
Never!" she repeated over and over. Even now, Cindy was having trouble 
believing that all that had happened was real. 

Eventually, one reality struck home. She was lost in these lonely woods. 
Already it was well into the afternoon. The thought of another night spent 
sleeping on leaves, hungry and alone, set her in motion. "Come on, doggie 
darling. Show me where you got this meat!" She smoothed her hair as best she 
could with her fingers and arranged her dress. She was already thinking 
positive. Soon she would be seeing people. She wanted to be ready. 

The dog sniffed what was left of the meat, then ate it. Then he began 
walking. He paused from time to time while the girl fought her way through 
underbrush. It was more than an hour before they stood on the edge of a 
large clearing. In the middle sat a large hunting lodge, a little run down 
but obviously inhabited. 

"It's beautiful!" she exclaimed as tears sprang to her eyes. She began to 
run toward the cabin. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

Jake was alarmed to hear the front doorbell ringing at this hour. It was 
already past eleven. He had just about resigned himself to the end of 
another tension-wrought day spent directing the search for his missing wife. 

He was finishing his third unwind-martini. He carried the glass to the front 
hall with him. The servants had already retired for the night. 

The handsome speculator was expecting to greet one of the men he had hired 
to search for Cindy. He was totally unprepared for the sexy brunette in the 
clinging evening gown and the mink wrap carried carelessly over her 
shoulder. 

"Hi, Jake." 

"Babs! What the hell are you doing here?" His first response was dismay. He 
had considered the episode with Babs closed the minute he married Cindy. He 
had refused consistently to take any of her calls, or even to read her 
letters. He had been frankly shocked that a woman with whom he had had such 
a casual relationship should presume to try to horn in on his marriage. Jake 
had not expected it of Babs. She had seemed to him always the perfect 
good-time girl ... not a sentimental bone in her body. 

Her ex-lover's cold greeting started a tremor of anger deep in her belly. 
Babs buried it carefully beneath a thick layer of self-confidence. She knew 
that, this time, she had the ace in the hole ... She had managed to make a 
profound impression on Jake Moore's life. That was evident from the hollows 
under his eyes, the trembling in the hand that held the drink. Jake was a 
worried man. 

Good! she thought. Let him keep right on worrying! 

"I know it's one hell of a time to stop by, Jake ... I mean now that you're 
a quiet-living married man and all. But I was driving cross-town and I just 
had to stop. I mean, I heard the news on the radio ... about your wife. I 
just wanted you to know how sorry I am. You don't deserve anything this 
rotten to happen to you, Jake." 

Her deep smoldering eyes looked so sincere that Jake relaxed his defenses. 
He had been very lonely in the few days that Cindy had been missing. Her 
loss had made him feel intensely guilty. If only he had asked Sid the 
chauffeur to stay up there at the cabin with her! "Would you like a drink, 
Babs?" 

"Thanks, Jake! I'd love one. I'll take whatever you've got." She threw her 
mink onto the back of a chair and made herself comfortable on the 
expensively upholstered couch. She stretched her legs out on the seat. Her 
shimmering black evening gown highlighted the rich curves and valleys of her 
taut young body. 

Jake drained the last of his martini and poured himself another with Babs'. 
He was getting just drunk enough that his tensions were disappearing. He was 
regaining his old self-confidence that Cindy would be found safe and sound. 
He began to feel responsive to the presence of a young and very beautiful 
woman ... one whose charms he knew so well. She made room for him on the 
couch when he brought her drink and he sat next to her. 

He slapped her briskly on the knee and squeezed it playfully. "Well, how the 
hell have you been, Babs?" 

The touch of his hand on her leg made tremors of lust shoot up and down the 
brunette's spine. There surged back to her lusty memories of the wanton 
pleasures she had known beneath those skilled fingers. "I've been fine, 
Jake. Really fine. I tried to get in touch with you, you know, and 
congratulate you on your marriage. I guess you thought I was trying to steal 
you back for a romp. I'll sink low, baby, but not that low. You, of all 
people, I wanted to see happy." The lies flowed easily from her tongue. She 
felt very powerful, very much in control of the situation. Jake was getting 
loaded, and he was always easiest to deal with after a few drinks. She could 
feel her pussy getting wet. Excitement made the blood pulse through her 
veins. She felt like an actress on the stage, playing her best part. 

As he mixed a fresh shaker of martinis, Jake wondered how he could have 
misjudged the shapely brunette. He should have known better than to think 
Babs was trying to put the squeeze on him. She was a regular kid, and damned 
good-looking. Memories of her performance in bed made his cock pulse. It was 
hard to believe Babs had ever been a virgin ... There was nothing she didn't 
know about how to make a penis happy! 

He freshened their drinks and reclaimed his place next to her. "I'm glad you 
stopped by, Babs! Shit, I haven't been able to talk honestly to anybody ever 
since I found out about Cindy. If I hadn't had the ranger check on her, it 
would have been a couple of extra days until I even knew she was missing. 
Business in New York got all fucked to hell! I missed a chance to make a 
good half-million! Shit, I don't know what to think! What could have 
happened to the kid?" 

Babs was treading her way carefully. "Yeah ... the papers made it sound 
really mysterious. No sign of violence. No nothing. Almost makes a person 
think she might have wanted to get lost." 

Alcohol made Jake brutally honest. "Yeah, I've thought about that 
possibility too. But, it's not possible! Why would she want to run out on 
me? She was crazy about me! I was her first man, for Chrissakes! It doesn't 
make sense! Nothing makes sense!" 

To calm him, Babs ran her hand comfortably up and down his thigh. "Sssshh 
... it'll be all right, Jake. Nothing bad could have happened to her so far 
from civilization. She'll be back ... if she wants to be back." 

The brunette had managed to strike the very chord that registered Jake's 
deepest self-doubts. He was twenty-five years older than Cindy. Now that she 
had learned what her body was all about, could she have decided to run out 
on him, to lie in greener pastures? It seemed preposterous, but so did the 
idea that any harm could have come to her in his safe mountain retreat, so 
far from passersby. No one had known she was going to be up there, except 
Sid. Sid had worked for Jake too long for the big man to doubt the honesty 
of his story. Sid had delivered his bride to the cabin, and left. It was 
after that that the mystery had begun. 

The more he thought about the disaster that had befallen him, the more 
vulnerable the big man felt. Jake had nerves of steel when it came to most 
aspects of his life. But the disappearance of Cindy had jarred his security 
blanket. Babs' hand caressing his thigh helped. It brought him back to the 
present and to his own living room. There was nothing here he could not 
handle. There was just Babs. Just Babs. 

It seemed to Jake that it was a spontaneous surge of blind passion that 
brought him and Babs suddenly into each other's arms. He turned to offer the 
brunette another drink and her lips were right there. 

His mouth bore down on hers. His tongue investigated the warm greedy cavern 
of her mouth with heated abandon. Her own tongue lunged out to stab his. Her 
hand on his thigh made its way to his fly and into his pants in record-quick 
time. His breath caught in his throat as her hand gripped his member and 
pulled it into the open air. His cock pulsed hotly, swelled steadily to a 
throbbing eager hardness. "Christ!" 

He began to fumble with her evening gown, pushing it up, up, all the way 
over her hips. His hand found her bare snatch. Two fingers surged up into 
her pussy. She parted her thighs willingly for him. Her hand pumped his cock 
in time to the rhythm of his fingers pummeling her wet cunt. 

"Oh God, Jake! You're good! The best, baby! Your fingers do more for me than 
anybody else's cock! I can't help myself! You drive me wild!" 

Their mouths groped with the same lurching abandon as their hands. They felt 
like rutting animals, overwhelmed by the feel and taste and scent of one 
another. The alcohol helped intensify their hunger. Jake found himself 
tearing at her evening gown, eager for a feel of her round full tits. 

While he finger-fucked her cunt-hole mercilessly, his free hand worried her 
nipples to rigid arousal. His hips ground up toward her hand, encouraging 
her in her stroking efforts. 

Babs was delighted with the way Jake had responded to the urgent passion she 
had provoked. She had always been a woman who couldn't bear not to have her 
way. As soon as Jake had become forbidden territory to her, she had 
concentrated all her thoughts and energies on regaining access to him. The 
power she felt just from being able to touch him again made her whole being 
quiver with lust. She was totally happy at this moment. She had proved to 
herself that no one could keep her from doing what she wanted to do. 

"God, Jake! I've got to suck your cock! Please let me! I'll die if I don't!" 

The big man could not deny such an eagerly phmsed request. He watched her 
get down on the floor between his legs and close her lips around the thick, 
swollen head of his penis. The first waves of pleasure nearly knocked him 
over. In so short time, he had already forgotten just how skilled this 
woman's mouth was! "Jeeee-zuzz-z!" 

He braced himself against the seat cushions for support. With lusty abandon, 
he churned his hips up against her face. His gyrations drove his stiff cock 
deep into her throat. It thrilled him to watch her cheeks bloat with the 
effort of accommodating his thick intrusion. "Oooohhh ... yeah, Babs, baby 
... suck it! Suck it, cunt!" 

Alcohol had given Jake an inflated sense of well-being. After all the strain 
he had undergone since the discovery of his wife's disappearance, he was 
ready to let go. His whole body and mind yearned for the sweet release that 
the brunette's lips promised him. The harder she sucked his turgid cock, the 
more avidly he rammed his penis into her mouth. The hard-breathing urgency 
of their heated coupling acted like a tonic on the lusty older man. 

Babs had never worked so hard to make a blowjob just right. All the feelings 
of revenge she had been nurturing since Jake's marriage had their chance to 
be satisfied. She needed to prove to him what a mistake he had made in 
forsaking her skilled lovemaking. More than anything, she wanted to remind 
him of what a woman who knew her way around could do. Sweet and innocent 
might offer its rewards, but for good hard raunchy sex, there was nothing 
like a mouth or a pussy that knew just what to do. 

"Mmmmmm ... your cock tastes delicious, Jake! I love to suck it all over!" 
She knew how to talk, how to make her words express the bubbling lust deep 
in her belly. For a moment, she looked up into his eyes. They were hazy, 
clouded with his swelling need. She felt like a fisherman with a prize catch 
on her line. This man was ready to be led, and she was just the girl to take 
him for a sweet ride. 

Her tongue darted from between her lips and stabbed the little slit in the 
head of his cock. From there, it made larger and larger circles, attacking 
every little ridge and plane of his cock-head. When she could feel it 
throbbing greedily under her tonguing, she began to suck on the back of his 
cock ridge. Her wet suction made Jake groan and lean back against the couch 
in abandoned surrender. 

To keep up the momentum of her mouth assault, she moved the suction back up 
to the tip of his penis. She closed her clasping lips over his cock 
millimeter by millimeter, giving a lusty mouth-squeeze again and again all 
the way down ... until his whole pulsing cock-shaft was safely buried in her 
throat. She started to bob her head up and down, slowly at first. Then 
faster. Then forsaking his cock entirely to move farther downward and gum 
his balls. When he was squirming in response to her lewd attentions, she 
started all over again on his cock. 

Babs worked with the expert attention to detail of a skilled technician. The 
proof of her method was in the man's reaction. Jake was far gone, flying 
high on the sweet euphoria of her mouth-loving. His head lay back against 
the couch. A quiet sexy grin had etched itself into his features. Once again 
he was a man without cares, free to revel in the obscene self-indulgence of 
open, raunchy sex. "Oh, yeah, baby! Do it to me!" 

He reached for her thick dark hair and clutched it roughly. He pulled her 
head forward in a quick selfish rhythm that drove his cock far into the back 
of her throat. He was making her work even harder than she had been doing so 
far. Far from protesting his rude treatment, she seemed to welcome it. Her 
tongue and lips worked that much more avidly over his penis. Her groans 
around his filling shaft grew more wanton. The harder he pulled on her hair, 
the more excited she got. The pain for Babs was quickly converted into raw 
soaring pleasure. It pleased her that, even in the midst of his distress, 
she had been able to bring out the rutting beast in Jake Moore. 

Astounded at the willing self-abasement of the woman, Jake watched her head 
bobbing luridly, her lips squirming over his saliva-slickened penis. Her 
tits bounded free of her ripped evening gown. She looked like a woman 
thoroughly used and abused. Her excited acceptance of his treatment only 
sharpened the temper of his lust. "Suck, bitch, suck! Fuck! You're the tops, 
Babs! There isn't another cunt like you in the world!" 

It thrilled him to use obscene language with her that he wouldn't think of 
using with his virginal bride. He was getting right down to primitive 
behavior that tickled his guts, made the juices rise in his balls. She was 
drawing out his demons and treating them to the sensory experience of a 
lifetime. 

His groans grew louder and even less controlled. Her moans sounded like the 
haunting wails of banshees in the night. They were together in the midst of 
an orgy of self-indulgence. 

Without any preliminaries, Jake pushed the woman down onto the floor. She 
whimpered and squirmed with excitement as he helped her up onto hands and 
knees. He shoved her tattered evening dress up over her hips and guided his 
cock-head to the first hole it could find ... the clenched opening to her 
rectum. So excited was she, so slick was his cock with her saliva, that his 
penis slid easily deep up into her asshole. 

"Aaaahhh! Oh yeah ... God! Screw me in the ass, Jake!" Delighted with her 
fickle lover's surrender to her web of lust, Babs wriggled her buttocks back 
against his cock-shaft. The brunette had been screwed in the ass many times. 
Though she experienced a jolt of pain at first, she knew how to let go and 
ride with the feelings. Perversely, it satisfied some deep-rooted yearning 
for abuse to feel her ass-hole stretched wide by a hard cock. "Oh, shit! 
Yeah! It's sooooo good, baby!" 

After the careful lovemaking with Cindy, Jake enjoyed this abandonment of 
all rules, all consideration for his partner's feelings. Her hot ass 
clutched his cock tightly, sending spasms of excitement throughout his body. 
He dug his fingers into her fleshy ass-cheeks and screwed her in a long, 
deep, lusty rhythm. All he thought about was adding to the fires billowing 
deep in his belly. He had only to satisfy himself, and he knew Babs would be 
satisfied too. "Christ, it's a sweet little asshole! Move that thing, baby!" 
Do it!" 

Feeling him so hard and urgent in her ass ... feeling his fingers digging 
into her buttocks ... hearing his grunted obscenities ... each surge of his 
lust made Babs' vengeance against the innocent wife seem more than 
worthwhile. Though it had been Jake who had wronged her, she was far too 
addicted to his good loving to really blame him for anything. She had wanted 
the innocent young bride out of the way, so she could have her way again 
with the husband. 

At this moment, she knew her experiment in evil had been the very best thing 
she could do. Her ass-muscles clutched his penis hungrily. She ground her 
hips back against his loins. Her body had the prize it had been missing. 
Nobody could love her like Jake. No cock could carry her to these sweet 
recesses of forbidden arousal. It was very possible she might one day decide 
she didn't want him anymore. But it was going to be her decision. Babs 
wasn't used to being jilted, and she wasn't going to start now ... or ever 
... not for any man. "I love your cock, Jake! You're driving me wild, you 
big bastard you!" 

Their hurried writhing coupling went on and on. The big lavish living room 
resounded with the sounds of their depraved abandon. Jake had let himself go 
completely to the compelling call of lust. Even his lost wife was forgotten 
in the fury of the moment. 

Babs slammed her ass back harder, harder and faster against his 
deep-skewering cock. Her belly felt pregnant with orgasm. Just a little bit 
longer. She worked like a madwoman to carry herself over the last barriers. 
"Screw me! Ooooohhh! Screw my ass, lover!" 

He could feel her muscles convulsing around his deep-buried cock when at 
last she screamed out her victory. Her tugs set him off. 

"Jake! Shit, I'm cumming!" 

"Me too, baby! Christ Almighty! I'm going to fill your ass full of hot wet 
cummmm!" 

Like two sated animals, they collapsed into a heap on the rug. Babs stayed 
there only long enough to catch her breath. She had to push Jake over onto 
his back to get up, but even that jolt didn't wake him. His orgasm had 
gotten rid of a lot of tension. He was sleeping like a babe. 

Babs threw her mink wrap carelessly around her torn dress. Her full round 
tits still peeked out around their shelter of satin and fur. She stared 
contemptuously down at the man who had betrayed her ... at his flaccid cock, 
streaked with the juices that he had spent in her asshole. 

Having him this last time, on her own terms, seemed to have cured the 
single-minded obsession that Jake Moore had become for her. She was leaving 
him right where she wanted him. Her pride had been satisfied. 

"So long, sucker!" She left the sleeping man to his dreams and slammed the 
front door after her. 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

As she approached the lodge with the big dog, Cindy was startled by a loud 
braying sound. She looked in the direction of the noise. A donkey was 
peeking round the building at her. Cindy giggled in relief. Her heart 
continued to beat so loud she could hear it. 

The door of the cabin opened and a man and woman in jeans and faded shirts 
came out. They were attractive and friendly-looking. Cindy guessed they were 
probably about ten years older than her. Impulsively she grabbed the woman's 
arm and leaned on her. "Boy, am I glad to see you! I was beginning to think 
I'd never see anyone again. Your dog saved my life!" 

The woman guided her gently into the cabin and fed her a cup of warm chicken 
broth. Cindy thought she had never tasted anything so good. The woman put a 
dish full of scraps for the dog on the floor at Cindy's feet. 

The blonde was too relieved to be with people again to want to talk much. 
She concentrated all her attention on savoring the warmth, the comfort, the 
rich chicken flavor of the broth. Later she lay her head on the woman's lap 
on the couch and wept as she blurted out her story. "That man wanted me to 
die. If it hadn't been for the dog ... " At that moment the dog nudged her 
hand with his head. "What's his name, anyway?" 

"Loner," the man told her. "We figure he'd been living in these woods for a 
while when he adopted us. He comes by when he feels like it to visit and 
eat. Sometimes he stays for weeks on end. Sometimes he's gone as long. He's 
the most independent dog I ever saw." 

"You know he actually brought me a piece of meat to eat? That's how I knew 
there were people around. Cause the meat was cooked." 

"Well, we sure are glad Loner found you." The woman stroked Cindy's 
shoulders reassuringly. Several times her hand slipped down over the 
blonde's lush tit. Cindy blushed at the hot surge of lust that soared 
straight down to her pussy. 

After Cindy had eaten the woman put her to bed. She sat on the edge of the 
bed for a while, letting the blonde cling to her hand. 

"I can't help being afraid to find myself all alone again. I never let 
myself be nearly as scared as I wanted to be. Now that I'm safe, I'm more 
shivery than I was out there in the woods." 

"A good sleep will make you as good as new again. Everything will be all 
right." 

Cindy trusted the low soothing voice. She drifted into a peaceful slumber. 
When she awoke, it was a new day. She yawned and stretched, discovering to 
her amazement that she was no longer alone in the bed. The man and the woman 
had positioned themselves on either side of her. And they were as naked as 
she was! 

Thinking the others were asleep, she tried to creep out of bed without 
disturbing them. Two hands reached across her and held her down. She looked 
at the man lying on her right. He was smiling at her, but Cindy was not at 
all sure it was a smile she liked. She looked to the woman for reassurance. 
In her eyes too, there was the same smoldering lust. 

"Uuuhh ... I think you've got this all wrong. I'm a married woman. I'm not 
into ... this sort of thing." 

The woman pulled her onto her side, facing her. She stroked Cindy's face. 
"Maybe that's just because you've never tried it. It's fun to play. You must 
be awfully horny by now." 

Cindy realized the soothing voice was intended to lull her away from her 
conscience. But the blonde held firm to her convictions. She may have been 
abused by her husband's chauffeur, plundered by a dog's cock ... but that 
had been when she had no control over her circumstances. Then, the 
life-and-death struggle had been a brute reality. Now, she was out of danger 
... or so she had thought. There was no excuse for betraying her husband any 
further. All she wanted was to see Jake again, to find out if they could 
still recover the happiness that had been so rudely interrupted by a cruel 
fate. 

"Aaaaaggghhh!" Cindy was totally unprepared for the hard thick cock that 
suddenly soared deep into her cunt from behind. She tried to squirm away, 
but the woman in front of her held her shoulders as firmly as the man held 
her ass-cheeks. She realized she was hopelessly pinioned between her two 
lusty lovers. "Why ... why are you doing this to me? Are you some kind of 
perverts or something?" She was on the verge of tears. 

"We're artists, darling," the woman told her. "We live way out here in the 
boonies so we can keep in touch with the eternal flow. The way Pete and I 
look at it, anything that comes our way here is sent by Fate. You were 
dropped into our laps by the gods. We want to know you, to love you. You'll 
like it ... I promise you. Pete's a very good lover." 

Cindy was overwhelmed by the woman's explanation. He looked and sounded 
perfectly rational, but Cindy was convinced she must be crazy. Sane people 
didn't just capture someone in bed with them and make them make love. 
"Ooooohhh, no ... no, please! You've got to stop it-t-t!" The man had pulled 
out of her slowly, but his next instroke rammed her deep and hard. He didn't 
pause this time when he was far inside her. At once, he repeated the rhythm 
of his thick dull intrusion. He was screwing her in a steady even pace that 
was almost hypnotic. Cindy began to find herself following his rhythm with 
her mind ... imagining his cock moving in and out of her pussy. But she 
forced herself to try to struggle once more. 

What did she think she was doing? She was a brand new wife, one who wanted 
to be faithful. She couldn't let herself respond to such depraved abuse. 
Whether she admitted it to herself or not, she must be horny. All the 
perverse stimulus of the past couple of days must have excited some deep and 
dark side of her libido. 

While her belly continued to throb in tune to the cock-strokes ramming deep 
into her pussy, Cindy fought to keep her mind clear. She writhed in futile 
attempts to get away from the depraved couple. She gave up her efforts when 
the gleam in the woman's eyes told her she thought Cindy was turning on to 
the perverted situation. Obviously there was no way she could escape this 
dual rape. Her only course was to make sure she didn't give the others the 
satisfaction of seeing her enjoying it. 

The woman, whom Pete called Sara, snaked her hands hungrily over the smooth 
hills and valleys of Cindy's naked body. "God, she's beautiful, isn't she, 
Pete? Such gorgeous tits! I think she was starting to enjoy it for a minute 
there. You'll have her soon. Don't worry!" 

"Christ, Sara! Her cunt's so tight it's practically holding my cock prisoner 
in there! Jee-zuz! It's wet too! She may not be acting like she likes it ... 
but she sure has one wet pussy!" 

Cindy blushed with shame to hear the couple discussing her in such obscene 
terms. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, fighting the hot waves 
from Pete's penis that threatened to swallow up her entire being. With her 
eyes closed, it was that much easier for her to see his thick swollen cock 
splitting her cunt-lips wide. Again, her eyes flew open. She was just in 
time to see Sara sliding down to take one of her nipples into her mouth. 

"Uuhhh!" Cindy hadn't meant to cry out, but the light moist touch of the 
other woman's tongue took her by surprise. She knew her nipple was getting 
hard with Sara's teasing attention. Now there were two strong stimuli for 
her to struggle against. The blonde could feel herself weakening. After all 
that had happened to her in the past two days, she was losing heart to 
fight. 

She had thought she was safe at last with the two artists. How wrong she had 
been! 

"God, I love screwing her tight twat! Uuuuuuhhh!" Pete's hands dug cruelly 
into her ass-cheeks as his rhythm grew more and more urgent. He could feel 
every little ripple of her pussy-muscles as they welcomed his hard invading 
cock. Though the young blonde was still resisting themmentally, Pete had no 
doubt that her body was enjoying itself thoroughly. 

Groaning slavishly, Sara planted wet greedy kisses all over Cindy's ripe 
round breasts. She took between her eager lips first one pink nipple and 
then the other. It delighted her to feel the little nubbins grow hard 
beneath her touch. "Mmmmmm ... God, your tits are beautiful!" She reached 
down for the kinky patch of Cindy's pubic hair and started to rub the tiny 
button of her clit. It excited her to feel the girl's pelvis being knocked 
forward by her husband's thrusts deep into her cunt. 

Pete's stiff cock continued to skewer the pinioned blonde's pussy with 
abandoned haste. "Shit, I sure am glad Loner found you! I haven't sampled 
anything this good in a long time! Ooohh, good pussy!" 

"Oh Pete ... her clit's getting so hard! You must be screwing her good, 
baby!" 

Her two forceful lovers were making it harder and harder for the young wife 
to resist the pangs of lust that continually teased at her nerve endings. 
The stiff cock up inside her cunt was massaging her pussy-hole to a fine 
peak of primitive arousal. Her nipples were hard and distended, throbbing 
excitedly. Her clitoris was responding wantonly to the other woman's supple 
fingers. With all this input plotting against her resolve, Cindy felt more 
and more estranged from the purpose that had first fired her resistance. 

Jake was so far away. He couldn't help her now. How did she know if he would 
even take her back after all she had been through? Gradually, the reality 
right inside that double bed became Cindy's entire universe. Confused and 
defeated, she began to squirm her buttocks back to meet the man's 
hard-driving cock-thrusts. 

"Oooohhhh ... Oh, yesssss ... do it to meeee!" Her lewd cry was feeble, 
scarcely audible. But within only a few moments, she was wailing with the 
wanton energy of a she-cat in heat. "Aaaaiiieee! Oooohhh!" 

The older couple looked at each other over Cindy's shoulder and smiled. They 
had done it! By the power of their domineering eroticism, they had enticed 
the young stranger into their web of lust. Now they could have a good 
party--Something the lusty twosome had long dreamed about in their isolated 
hideaway in the mountains! 

"Ooooohhh, that's it, Cindy ... let it all hang out, baby! Feel how good 
Pete's cock is screwing your sweet little pussy!" Watching the newcomer 
release all the stops on her libido made Sara intensely excited. No longer 
content to give without taking, she thrust her ass high in the air and 
uttered a long low whistle. 

To Cindy's surprise, there came an added weight onto the mattress. The big 
dog Loner had joined them, and Sara was obviously encouraging him to mount 
her and screw her. Mewling with excitement, she watched the animal wrap his 
forepaws around the older woman's hips and begin to search for her 
cunt-hole. The depraved look in Sara's eyes made Cindy think of how she 
herself must have looked when she let the animal screw her in woods. So she 
wasn't the only woman who had ever screwed a dog! She watched entranced for 
the moment when Loner's cock would ream Sara's pussy. 

Pete had slowed his pace up into Cindy's cunt while he too watched the long 
tapered red dog-cock searching for the woman's pussy. Again and again 
Loner's penis battered Sara's snatch, then slipped away, useless. Then, with 
one mighty lunge, the dog drove his penis far into the woman's waiting cunt. 

"Aaaaggghhh! Oh, God, yessss! Screw me, lover!" Sara's face was a slack mask 
of lust. She smiled lewdly at Pete and Cindy for a moment, then she entered 
her own little dream world. Her buttocks slammed rhythmically back against 
the dog's loins while he shoved his cock far into her pussy in stroke after 
long hard stroke. "Ohhhh, I love the way Loner does it to me! My cunt's on 
fire!" 

Watching his wife screwing the dog seemed to drive Pete wild with lust. He 
gripped Cindy's hips more eagerly than ever and slammed his cock far into 
her cunt ... again, again, again! Now the blonde was not only eagerly 
expecting his solid thrusts, she was screwing her ass back to meet them. She 
too mewled wantonly, her eyes never leaving the site where the long red 
dog-cock disappeared up into the swollen pink pussy. Lying on her side the 
way she was, Cindy was at a perfect angle to catch every lewd detail of the 
unnatural coupling. She couldn't get over the brazen enthusiasm with which 
the other woman welcomed the dog's skewering. It was obvious to Cindy that 
Sara was no newcomer to making it with a dog. No wonder Loner had known just 
how to seduce her out in the woods! He had had plenty of practice with his 
shameless mistress. 

As the atmosphere in the room grew more feverish, Cindy gradually abandoned 
all thought, all consideration of anything but her immediate pleasure. There 
was so much going on on that bed, it was hard for her to drink it all in. 
The room had a heavy odor of excitement. Cindy gripped the edge of the 
mattress and slammed her ass roughly back to meet Pete's untiring cock. A 
crazy little smile danced over her features as she felt his stiff penis 
drive deeper and deeper into her wet hole. She arched her back to give him 
the utmost penetration. Perverted as it seemed under the circumstances, she 
had to admit she felt awfully good. Her whole body was quivering with 
sensation! 

"Screw me! Screw me! Screw me!" she chanted over and over again. She heard 
her own wanton cries and she wanted to blush ... for herself, for her young 
marriage. Her mind refused to dwell for long on such morbid thoughts. The 
others had forced her into pleasure. She couldn't help it if her body was a 
writhing, seething cauldron of lust! "Harder! Oh yeah! God ... I'm 
cummingg-g!" 

As soon as she declared her orgasm, Pete rushed headlong to meet her. He 
jammed his cock deep into her hole and let go! "Christ, I'm cumming too, 
baby! Whoo-ee!" 

There remained only Sara and Longer still copulating wildly, oblivious of 
the excitement around them. Both were panting heavily, as they trod the long 
uphill climb to release. Suddenly the dog started to squirm raunchily, 
pressing his loins long and hard against the woman's buttocks. 

"God, he's cumming in meeee!" Sara's wail sounded more animal than human. 
Her tongue lolled from her mouth as she strained back against the beast. 

"Christ, me too! I'm cumming too!" 

After her long wanton ordeal, Cindy drifted back to sleep. When she awoke, 
she was alone on the bed. Obviously the others thought she was still 
sleeping. They were talking about her. 

"Jeez, I don't know, Sara! We might really hurt her!" 

"Nonsense!" the woman whined. "Pico will be gentle. I've never seen a woman 
screw a donkey! It should be wild!" 

Cindy quivered all over. She could scarcely believe what she had heard, but 
she knew she must save herself at once ... before it was too late. There was 
no way she could take a donkey dick up inside her tight young hole! 

She waited until the couple was busy out in the back shed to sneak away, 
back into the woods from which she had emerged less than twenty-four hours 
before. Again, she did not know where she was going. But even fear of the 
unknown was better than the awesome fate Sara was planning for her! 

Her heart thumped rapidly as she recognized the sounds of an approaching 
pursuer. She hid in some underbrush, but Loner had no trouble finding her. 
She hugged the dog in relief. "It's only you, Loner! Whew! Now, this time, 
you've got to help me find the road! Your friends play a little too hard for 
me!" 

The last trickles of Pete's cum were still running down her leg as she 
followed the dog through the thick forest growth. 

 CHAPTER NINE 

Hal Smith had been a forest ranger up on the mountain for a lot of years, 
but he had never seen anything like he was seeing now. 

"Oh, Loner darling! Screw me! Screw me!" 

The dog, he recognized. The big animal used to come and visit him often up 
at his lonely station. He would sometimes hang around for two or three days, 
then disappear back into the woods for a week or a month or maybe two. Hal 
had always had a soft spot for the intelligent mongrel. 

Right about now, that affection was turning into a large dose of healthy 
respect. Hal watched spellbound as the big creature's red cock-shaft slipped 
time after time into the kneeling blonde's upturned pink pussy. 

Ranger Hal could feel his cock swelling ominously in his pants as he 
crouched behind a large oak tree and watched the depraved coupling. The 
girl, who looked to Hal to be somewhere in her late teens, was wearing a 
tattered dress that was shoved high up over her ass-cheeks ... and nothing 
else. Her tits swelled impressively from her unbuttoned dress and dangled 
beneath her. Each time the dog's cock reamed her deep, her breasts jostled 
crazily. The sight made Hal want to reach out and squeeze her perfect 
milk-white orbs. "Shit!" he breathed excitedly, hoping his exclamation had 
not reached the ears of the unnatural lovers. 

He needn't have worried. Both woman and dog were far too absorbed in the 
heady charms of one another's bodies to notice anything outside them. Cindy 
had been following the dog for a couple of hours when she finally collapsed 
onto the forest floor to rest. 

It had surprised her when, after Loner had caught his breath, he urged her 
to assume doggie position. At first she was shocked by the idea of slipping 
so soon back into that awesome web of perversion. But lewd memories of the 
afternoon's orgy made her cunt throb wet and ready. She remembered how the 
dog's inflated penis had looked as it soared slick and eager up into Sara's 
pussy. She knew she had to feel it again. Just once more, she had to claim 
that ramrod dog-penis for her own! So she had knelt just where Loner placed 
her. 

His cock felt incredibly good plunging deep into her hot twat. It gave the 
young blonde a lurid thrill to think that her pussy was still moist with the 
remains of the strange artist's cum. For a moment, she was shocked by the 
impersonal excitement with which she could view her growing depravity. Her 
experiences in the woods seemed to be knocking loose the last of her moral 
qualms, the last of her modesty. She wondered if Jake would even recognize 
her when she got home. 

Loner's urgent screwing rhythm was driving the blonde to a pulsing peak of 
arousal. In her present state, she couldn't have cared less what others 
might think of her fall from innocence. She had an urge for more good hard 
cock. And she wasn't afraid to ask for it. "God, Loner, baby! Your cock's 
making my pussy so hot! Do it harder, baby! Screw me like crazyy-y!" 

Crouched behind his tree, the forest ranger stared wide-eyed at the wanton 
abandon of the kneeling, squirming girl. Her blonde hair flew around her 
head as she writhed this way and that, trying to get the dog's cock into her 
harder and deeper. By straining his eyesight to the limit, Hal could glimpse 
the parted pink petals of her pussy that the dog's red cock-shaft was 
plundering with such enthusiasm. Her cunt-lips shimmered with the juices of 
her lust. 

Hal licked his lips. His growing arousal made his mouth dry as sandpaper. 
His throbbing cock demanded attention. Hal ran his hand roughly over the 
swollen bulge. "Not just yet," he told himself. "First I've got to see the 
end of this crazy show!" 

A show was just what the proceedings seemed like to the watching older man. 
Even now, the obscene sight he was viewing scarcely seemed real. After all, 
it just wasn't possible that five miles from even the nearest cabin, a 
beautiful young girl, dressed only in a torn dress, should be screwing a 
dog. It was crazier than an Italian movie! Where could she have come from? 

Something nagged at the back of Hal's mind. Then he remembered the 
description of the young wife that he had been sent up to the Moore cabin to 
check on. Nineteen, blonde, five-foot-five, a small mole on her left cheek 
just under her eye. Hal couldn't get a good look at her left cheek, but the 
rest of the description sounded about perfect. This must be the woman that 
Jake Moore's hired search party was spending so much effort tracking down. 
This was the young wife of the successful stock speculator, the richest 
sometime resident of the mountain. 

He wanted to burst out laughing. While so many sheriff's deputies and 
private detectives were worrying if she might be dead, the little nymph was 
frolicking merrily in the forest with a dog. Hal wondered if she had flipped 
her lid. It would be a real shame. That kind of a body should never go to 
waste! 

Even in the midst of her wanton delirium, her behavior did not strike Hal as 
that of a loonie. For the fact that she was screwing a dog, she was acting 
just like a normal woman on the end of a good cock ... a little raunchier 
than most, a real screamer to be sure ... but not nuts. Once again, he 
decided against interrupting the lewd couple. For the moment anyway, it 
seemed that Cindy Moore knew just what she was doing! 

"Ooooooooh, Loner! Harder! That's a boy! Oh, I can feel my belly getting all 
tingly! God, I want you to make me cum, baby!" 

Impressed by the fury with which the woman ground her asscheeks back at the 
dog's loins, Hal had to stroke his cock-bulge more and more often to satisfy 
the growing need there. Her round taut buttocks rotated lewdly back against 
the animal. Hal wanted to reach out and clench them, stroke them, knead 
them. He had never watched a woman turn on the way this one was doing. 
During his many lonely nights up on the mountain, he had never managed to 
come up even with a fantasy as sexy as the lost young wife. 

Quietly he unzipped his pants and pulled his cock-shaft out into the open 
air. The head was swollen and inflamed with lust. Hal looked down at its 
impressive girth as he imagined what it would be like to split wide those 
eager young pussylips. He could almost feel her cunt gripping him as his 
hand closed over his pulsing penis. 

Even as she slammed her ass furiously back to meet the dog's in strokes, 
Cindy could feel the animal-cock growing steadily. She knew it would not be 
long before Loner would fill her full of his boiling cum. 

She began to labor for the sweet reward of dog jism. She was so far gone in 
her self-indulgence, she welcomed this new load of depravity. "Come on, 
Loner! Come on, boy! Cum in me! Do it! Do it!" 

Just as he was thinking he was getting used to watching a woman screw a dog, 
the lost girl would surprise Hal again with her perversity. Now she was 
begging the animal to cum in her. Hal could imagine the thick hot juices 
fresh from the dog's testicles oozing out of her abused cunt. Themental 
image made him stroke his cock a little harder. A bitch as hot as this one 
deserved some of his hot reward too! 

"Loner! Ooooohhh! Ooooohhh! You're doing it, baby! You're making me cummmm!" 
Reveling in her perverted lust, Cindy ground her ass deliciously against 
Loner's hairy loins. She could feel his juices shooting deep into her belly 
with each spasm of his cock. The action was lulling her into a sated stupor. 

Hal had been crouching downwind of the couple, so even the dog was startled 
by his sudden appearance next to them. When he recognized his old friend the 
ranger, he wagged his tail and barked in greeting. 

Cindy's first response was an overwhelming rush of shame. Someone had 
discovered her in her depravity! Her next response was fear. She spied the 
ranger's hard cock, protruding thick and menacing from his fly! 

 CHAPTER TEN 

Cindy stared up at the newcomer in his ranger's uniform. Her blue eyes were 
wide as saucers. Her lower lip trembled, but no words would come. She wanted 
to believe she would be safe from harm with a man in a uniform, but the hard 
throbbing cock told her differently. Lost and ashamed, she could only wait 
to see what the older man had in store for her. 

"You and my old friend Dawg here seem to have been having yourself one whale 
of a time!" Hal's voice was slow and methodical, even though his heart was 
beating fast and his cock was throbbing. Though the girl had crouched into a 
huddled heap on the ground before him, her breasts were still exposed to his 
gaze. His eyes flickered back and forth between her frightened eyes and her 
lush round tits. "You don't have to be so scared you know, Cindy. I'm not 
going to hurt you any ... maybe just get me some of what Dawg was getting! 

It shocked her that he knew her name. Then she realized she must be on the 
missing list by now. This man might well be one of the searchers. If only he 
hadn't arrived at such a bad time! 

The lusty look in his eyes overwhelmed her. She couldn't look at him any 
more. "His name's Loner," she mumbled at last. 

"What's that, Mrs. Moore?" 

She cleared her throat. Stunned as she was, her statement seemed the only 
thing she could be sure of. She was clutching at threads, looking for 
something to hold onto. "The dog ... his name is Loner." 

"Oh ... is that so!" He was amused by her timid insistence on such a trivial 
point. "Doesn't much matter to me. He always knows who I'm talking to when I 
call him Dawg." 

On impulse, Cindy looked over at the animal. He was lying calmly on a bed of 
leaves a few feet away. She could count on no assistance from him. Cindy was 
about to raise her head once more to look at the man. He caught her head in 
mid-movement and held it steady. The swollen rubbery tip of his cock 
battered her lips. Already it was beginning. Again she was the captive of a 
horny, careless lover. She realized in the midst of her despair that it was 
scarcely reasonable of her to expect better treatment. After all, a woman 
who screwed a dog must deserve anything she got ... mustn't she! 

Again and again his cock-head pressed against the barrier of her lips. At 
last she was forced to let go, to admit his rigid penis into the hot cavern 
of her mouth. "Mmmmpphh!" 

"Oooohh, Christ, yeah! You're a good cock-sucker, Mrs. Moore! Mr. Moore will 
sure be happy to get you back, I bet!" 

The rough pressure of his hands left her no choice but to work her mouth 
fiercely back and forth along his stiff cock. He pulled her head forward at 
the same instant as his buttocks clenched and sent his penis deep into her 
mouth. She had to struggle to keep from gagging. Her urgent mouth 
contortions only served to give him more pleasure. 

It hurt when he called her Mrs. Moore. She knew she ought to be relieved 
that he apparently intended to return her to her husband. But, for a woman 
who had only two short weeks ago been a virgin, the news was a mixed 
blessing. She feared her husband's wrath if he learned of all she had done 
in the short time since they had been apart. She was also frightened of 
hurting him. 

Hal could scarcely contain his excitement as he watched the tender young 
lips close tight around his cock-head. He realized the chances were one in a 
million of ever running into a lusty opportunity like this. He felt safe, 
forcing the young blonde to bend to his will. If she had any desire to 
remain the pampered wife of a rich man, she would not want her husband to 
know about her exploits with a dog in the woods! If she squealed on Hal, he 
would have some heavy ammunition to use against her. The lurid scene he had 
witnessed was good insurance. She had had her kicks ... now it was his turn 
to enjoy his! 

"Come on, bitch! Suck my cock!" Hal had never used such language with a 
woman before. But this wanton young woman had brought out the animal in the 
ranger. His whole body seethed with a fierce arousal that demanded extreme 
measures. He figured he had found the perfect playmate to satisfy his every 
whim. If he was lucky, she might even turn on to him the way she had to the 
big dog! "That's it, baby! Suck it good!" 

Her head had been straining against his hand, trying to break away from the 
task he had forced on her. Little by little, the man detected a change in 
her response. She was spending less energy fighting him and more sucking and 
licking his pulsing cock! He had thought her mouth felt good on his cock 
before! That had been nothing compared to the job she could do when she set 
her mind to it! 

"Holy Jee-zuz! You like it, don't you!" His mouth open in wonder, he watched 
her head bob back and forth along his stiff cock. He didn't even have to 
keep his hands in her hair any more. She was doing it all by herself! 

"Mmmmm ... " Though she had tried to fight the man's lust, Cindy had 
realized with shattering clarity that her heart was no longer in her 
struggle. She didn't want to fight any more. She just wanted to relax, to 
let the building lust seething in her belly burst out and carry her off. 
Since she was lost anyway, she may as well enjoy it! Who knew where life 
would take her from here! Maybe she didn't even have a marriage anymore! 

Crouching slavishly on the forest floor, the blonde worked her mouth nimbly 
over every inch of the man's big penis. Her tongue stabbed the slit in his 
glans. Her lips hovered enticingly over the sensitive ridge at the base of 
his cock-head. She began to caress his balls as she worked. Her reward was a 
low lusty moan from overhead. The more experienced she became in depravity, 
the more Cindy was realizing her own power as a lover. She seemed to be able 
to draw intense reactions from people without half trying. When she did try, 
they were moaning, panting jelly in her hand. 

She realized now there would be another problem in going back to her 
husband. Would one lover ever again be enough for her?! 

Hal was thunderstruck by the wanton enthusiasm with which the young bride 
was sucking his cock. Not in his wildest dreams had he ever expected to have 
his cock sucked this well. His balls felt heavy with their load. His penis 
ached with the sweet bliss being meted out to it by her greedy mouth! What a 
woman! he thought. Slyly, he pinched his arm, just to be sure that what he 
thought was happening was really happening! He wouldn't have been surprised 
to find he had died and gone to heave n! 

"Suck it! Suck my cock, bitch!" Just for the thrill of it, he wound his 
fingers once again in her blonde hair. He worked her head back and forth, 
back and forth. He half expected her to cry out in protest. But she only 
mewled and grunted in happy abandon. 

He realized he would not be able to last much longer against the stead lewd 
input of her mouth. It seemed a pity to stop so soon, when there was still 
that untried bounty down below. 

In an instant, his mind was made up! He fell to his knees and forced the 
girl down onto her back on the ground. Lying heavily upon her, he guided his 
cock-head to the hot waiting hole of her pussy! He shoved ruthlessly 
forward. With a sigh of delight, he felt his penis spread wide the tight 
clutching walls of her pussy. 

"Aaaaahhhh!" A lewd little smile spread lazily across Cindy's features. She 
had worked herself up to a fever-pitch of excitement, lapping at the hard 
rod of the man's cock. Her pussy was warm and wet, hungry for filling. His 
penis driving up into her belly was giving her exactly what she craved ... 
something to stretch her hot hole. 

With deep erotic movements he ground his cock as far into her as it would 
go. He pulled out, a short way at first, then farther and farther ... until 
at last he was plundering her cunt in long shattering waves of pleasure. She 
moaned feverishly beneath him, her cries growing more and more abandoned 
with the fury of her mounting lust. 

Hal was panting heavily. He had not had this much exercise in a long time. 
It appeared the young blonde was insatiable. She just kept getting higher 
and higher, with no apparent lulls in between to cool her down. As he 
labored, the ranger caught a glimpse of the dog lying not far away with what 
looked like a knowing grin on his face. Dawg ... or Loner, whatever his name 
was ... already knew what a marathon of erotic thrills lurked in the nubile 
body of Mrs. Jake Moore. 

"Screw me! Oooooohh! Screw me like that!" For a flash of an instant, Cindy 
remembered how she had begged her husband to love her in the first days of 
lovemaking. Now here she was rutting in the wilderness with a stranger, 
begging him to fuck her. 

"Shove it in me deeper!" Cindy rasped. 

There was no way Hal could have ignored an invitation like that. He was 
doing his best to keep up with the teenaged beauty. But his cock seemed to 
be swelling bigger and bigger. His balls throbbed with their fertile load. 
The harder he rammed into her, the closer he was getting to the ultimate 
thrust ... the big blast that would fill her full of hot welling juices! 

One last time, he drove his penis into her cunt. Then he pulled out and 
scrambled up over her, shoving his cock once again deep into her throat. He 
could not resist the urge to see his hot juices spilling from her lips. 
"Come on, baby! Suck it! Suck!" 

Though her cunt throbbed in frustration at its sudden desertion, Cindy could 
not resist the allure of a new perversion. While she sucked eagerly on the 
thick cock-shaft generously coated with her own juices, she reached down and 
began to tickle her clitoris. She ground her cunt harshly up against her 
hand. Her tongue licked the man's cock clean, relishing the taste of her hot 
pussy. Harder and faster, she licked and sucked and massaged her cunt. The 
tension in her belly grew more and more intense. Just a little bit longer! 

"Fuck! I'm cumming! Swallow it, bitch! Swallow it all!" He watched her 
working to swallow every last drop of his gigantic explosion. Hal could not 
remember ever having an orgasm that struck from so deep in his guts. His 
whole body had let go in one awesome thrust. 

The hot flavor of his cum made Cindy rub her clit with abandoned intensity. 
It thrilled her to be so thoroughly abused here in the middle of nowhere, by 
a total stranger. As she swallowed the last of his jism, she felt her clit 
spasm and tingle with the blustering onslaught of release. "Mmmmpphhh ... " 

His cock was still in her mouth, but Hal knew what the exclamation meant. 
She was getting of too. Even in the midst off final abandon, the blonde was 
incredibly sensual. Hal could only stare and shudder in the last clutches of 
pleasure. 

They lay side by side for some time, recovering their energies. Before, Hal 
had wondered how the young wife had managed to stray so far from her 
mountain home. That no longer presented much of a mystery. At the moment, he 
would have believed the hungry blonde capable of anything ... absolutely 
anything she set her mind to. She was five-foot-five-inch dynamo! 

 CHAPTER ELEVEN 

Jake was experiencing mixed feelings about his young wife's homecoming. He 
paced the floor of his living room nervously, checking his watch every 
thirty seconds or so. The head of the private detective agency had said they 
would have her down by noon. It was almost that now. 

Eager as he was to have Cindy back in his arms, Jake could not conquer the 
feelings of guilt deep in his soul. Drunk as he had been, he could still 
remember a half-naked Babs kneeling between his legs, sucking his cock. He 
could still remember screwing her wantonly in the ass. Though he had never 
intended to be completely faithful to Cindy, he could make no excuses for 
what he had done ... not with Babs ... not when his young wife was lost out 
in the wilderness. He could scarcely believe he had exercised such poor 
judgment and such bad taste. 

In the time since, he had tried to find Babs, to pay her off in exchange for 
her getting out of town. His men had been unable to find her. It seemed that 
the brunette had jumped the gun on his plans. Jake was relieved that she was 
gone. The woman seemed to cast some kind of uncanny spell on him every time 
she was near. 

Just at that moment, there came a knock at the door. It was the private 
detective, with a disheveled-looking Cindy wrapped in an Indian blanket. She 
seemed to be shivering, despite the warmth of the day. "Hi, Jake!" She tried 
to smile, but her attempt was a miserable failure. Jake could see she was 
terrified. 

He dismissed the man and led his bride directly up the stairs into bed. He 
smothered her face with kisses, told her a hundred times how glad he was to 
see her. Still her big eyes remained unnaturally bright and alert. She still 
seemed frightened. 

"Why don't you get some sleep, baby ... then later we can talk about it. My 
man said you wouldn't tell anybody what had happened." 

She took a deep breath and started to talk. "I can't sleep until I've told 
you everything, Jake. I have to be sure that you still want me here. Even I 
don't believe everything that's happened." 

"I'll always want you here," he told her soothingly, but his mind went 
through a lot of contortions as she unfolded her tale. She told everything 
... from Sid's betrayal to the dog to the artists in their lodge to the 
forest ranger and back to the dog. Jake's head was reeling when she 
finished. 

"You've got to promise me one thing. Don't do anything to Sid. I want to 
take care of him myself." 

Jake promised, over many misgivings. Sid had quit his job suddenly, but Jake 
had heard through the grapevine that he was still around town, mooning over 
some dame who had double-crossed him. In his mind, Jake could see the 
chauffeur's face ground to a gruesome pulp. The image made him smile. 

Cindy interpreted the smile as a mark of favor. Her husband was telling her 
he still loved her! Impulsively, she threw her arms around him and held him 
close. "Oh Jake! You still love me! You're not going to kick me out!" 

"Of course I won't kick you out, baby! I love you! You're my wife! You're 
not responsible for what happened to you! Now you just sleep. Everything 
will be all right!" 

His pushing her away made Cindy a little nervous, but she struggled bravely 
to smile. It wasn't at all strange that he should be profoundly affected by 
all she had told him. Anyone would be! She had made up her mind on the trip 
home, though, that she had to do it this way. She had to wipe the slate 
clean before she could hope to start again. Exhausted and satisfied by her 
unburdening, she fell into a deep sleep. 

Jake went immediately to the living room and poured himself a martini. And 
another. And another. 

What he couldn't get over was the way she said she had ended up enjoying ... 
everything but the chauffeur's mouth-rape. While he was worried sick waiting 
for word of her, she was moaning and panting and begging for more of the 
lewd attentions of a string of illicit lovers. Including a dog! She had even 
turned on to having a dog-cock plunged up inside her defenseless cunt! 
People did strange things under duress, he knew. But was there really an 
excuse for that kind of wanton depravity? by the time the afternoon was 
waning into dusk, Jake was pretty drunk. But not so drunk that his lust 
wasn't as strong and well-defined as ever. He had decided it was time he had 
a go at the woman who had been returned to him as his wife. It was time he 
knew what the others had known before him. Who was she now? 

His weight on the bed awakened her. She yawned and stretched and turned to 
greet him. "Hi, darling ... " She was hesitant. There was something odd 
about the look in his eyes. They were sparkling. She realized Jake had been 
drinking. She had never seen him noticeably under the influence of alcohol 
before. 

"Let's see you, Cindy! It's been a long time!" Roughly he pulled the covers 
off her, exposing her naked vulnerable body. He drew his breath in sharply. 
Already he had forgotten just what a voluptuous beauty she was. Her breasts 
had never looked so ripe and lush. Her waist was so trim and tiny, it only 
accentuated the smooth swell down to her hips and ass. "You're a 
good-looking woman, baby! But then I guess everyone says that!" 

The still-groggy blonde was not sure she liked what was going on. There was 
an underlying vein of hostility in her husband's words and actions. He was 
drunk. Had he worked up his temper while he was drinking? Had what she told 
him affected him more profoundly than she had thought? 

Cindy was growing steadily more frightened. Jake's hands were coursing up 
and down her naked body. They were not the gentle hands she remembered. He 
was stroking her harshly, pinching her, grabbing tight handfuls of her 
breasts and buttocks. She tried to slip out of bed, to put some distance 
between them for a while. He held her firmly, painfully. She had to cry for 
mercy. 

"Please, Jake! What's the matter? Why do you want to hurt me, baby!" 

"I don't want to hurt you!" His voice was thick and hoarse. "I just want to 
get as much as everyone else has been getting. After all, I'm not dealing 
with any virgin any more, am I?" 

His frightened wife squirmed in vain beneath his grasp. Tears sprang to her 
eyes. His words had hurt her. She didn't even care about resisting any more. 
After all, what did it matter? Jake thought she was a whore now ... and 
worst of all, she wasn't sure he wasn't right! She had worried herself about 
the wanton enthusiasm with which she had responded to situation after lewd 
situation in the woods. She seemed to have lost all sense of shame! 

Cindy realized now that one of the reasons she had told Jake everything was 
for the very reason of getting him to be her judge. It would be up to her 
husband to decide if she should be punished for her sins. 

"I didn't want to hurt you, Jake! I would give anything for none of that 
ever to have happened!" 

His words sounded obscene, suggestive. "But it did happen, didn't it, Cindy! 
It did happen, baby!" He crouched over her and took a pink nipple between 
his lips. He sucked hungrily on the little nubbin, drawing it to a taut peak 
of arousal. When he was done, he moved on to the second nipple, nibbling it 
to bring it to the same wanton state of erection. He bit her tits with sharp 
little bites that would have hurt under normal circumstances. But now ... in 
her present masochistic state ... Cindy found pleasure in the darting jolts 
of pain. She began to squirm responsively beneath her husband's naked body. 

"Oooohhh, Jake! It's you I love! Only you, baby! You're all I ever wanted!" 

"How about a nice big dog with a nice big cock?" he taunted her as his mouth 
worked down over her belly to the blonde thatch of her pussy-hair. While his 
fingertip tickled the puckered hole of her sphincter, his tongue stabbed her 
clitoris. 

"Aaaaiiieee! Oh my God-d-d!" Automatically, Cindy ground her hips up toward 
the source of that intense stab of pleasure. Her pussy-mound was poised 
invitingly right in the big man's face. 

Obligingly, Jake swirled his tongue round and round his wife's sensitized 
little love-button. He could feel it swelling beneath his touch. It stood up 
hard and eager, betraying her mounting passion. He sucked on it lustily. 

"Uuuuuhhh! Oh Jake! That's so fine! Suck my clit, baby!" For just a moment, 
Cindy was struck by the contrast between this and the last time her husband 
made love to her pussy with his mouth. Before, she had been shy and 
tentative in her responses. Now, she was wild and abandoned. In just a few 
days, she had gained an entirely new sense of her body. Beginning jolts of 
arousal triggered a series of reactions that drove her quickly and surely to 
a hot peak of raging desire. "Do it! Do it to me, darling!" 

Jake was not sure what he had been expecting, but it was not this squealing 
writhing hulk of uncontrolled passion. Cindy had known before how to receive 
pleasure, how to respond to it. But now, she was taking it! She was 
squirming her cunt down against his face with feverish hunger, forcing him 
to give her pussy what it was crying for! Her contagious lust drove him to 
do her bidding ... but still he was astounded to realize that this was his 
innocent young bride panting greedily beneath him. He wriggled his finger up 
into her asshole as his mouth paid lip-service to her cunt. 

"Christ, you're a hot bitch! Holy shit! I think your pussy's trying to eat 
me alive!" 

Though it was new to her to hear her husband talking so raunchily, Cindy 
found herself responding to his unchecked lust. They were different now, 
both of them. But that didn't mean they had no meeting grounds left. They 
were learning to adjust to each other on this new, more worldly level. It 
wasn't as romantic as before, but it was one hell of a lot sexier. It was 
raw guts emotion! "Ooooohhh, baby! Eat my pussy! Your finger feels good in 
my ass!" 

Cindy realized suddenly that this was the way it had to be between them. 
They had to investigate these new forbidden areas, to see what was left of 
their old love. 

With wanton abandon, the blonde gyrated her ass around the impaling finger. 
She could feel Jake's tongue prodding up between her pussy-lips, making her 
mewl with raunchy excitement. Hungrily, she flexed her cunt-muscles around 
his tongue, tugging on him. His lusty grunts of appreciation turned her on. 

The juices flowed wetly from his wife's pussy, smearing his nose and lips. 
Jake had never seen any woman grow as excited as Cindy was right now. He was 
beginning to suspect that the loss of one treasure had left him with 
another. She may not be a half-virgin any more. But she was one hell of an 
exciting lay. He was quivering all over, from the sheer excited exertion of 
striving to satisfy this writhing nymph! "Christ, you're incredible, Cindy! 
You're so fucking wet!" 

Already he was planning for his ultimate possession of his transformed young 
wife. He wet his fingers in her pussy, then he smeared her wetness over his 
swollen cock. His penis throbbed urgently, eager for the moment when it 
would plunder the hot depths of her belly! 

Unaware of her husband's plan for her, Cindy continued to moan beneath his 
skilled tongue. Her hands reached out to clasp first his hair, then the 
sheet beneath her ... anything to help her keep a grip on her galloping 
passion. She felt aroused enough to devour the whole world in the gaping 
chasm of her crying need! 

It only excited her more when Jake urged her up onto hands and knees. She 
wriggled her shapely white ass back at him. She was ready for his hard 
throbbing cock. Her pussy craved it! 

His penis-head bulged against the sensitive swollen lips of her pussy. 
"Ooooohhh ... God, yesss! Shove it in me! Screw me, Jake darling!" 

Her wanton words gave Jake the last jolt of courage he needed to go through 
with his plan. She would be a virgin no more when he was done with her! 

Skillfully, he slipped his cock back up to the puckered hole of her anus. 
With no warning whatsoever, he shoved his hard penis up into her untried 
rectum! 

"Aaaiiiieeee! God-d-d! ... Nooooo! You're hurting meeee!" Cindy's mouth fell 
open in shock. Tears sprang to her eyes. Pain engulfed her body so that now, 
instead of writhing responsively, she was squirming to free herself of the 
hard, unnatural impalement. "You can't do this to meeee!" 

Jake grunted lustily as he shoved his cock deeper up into her resisting 
hole. His fingers dug deep into her flesh as he held her hips steady. She 
wasn't going to get away from him! Not now, when he had her where he wanted 
her! "Uuuuhhh! I think you're wrong, baby! I'm doing it to you! Shit! I've 
never felt anything as tight as this sweet asshole of yours!" 

Cindy couldn't believe it! She couldn't believe that any of this horrible 
nightmare was happening! Now her own husband was punishing her for passions 
she had had no control over ... punishing her in a way more degrading, more 
brutalizing than she would ever have dreamed possible. He was shoving his 
cock up into her asshole! How could he be so cruel! Was this it! Was this 
the last humiliation before he cast her aside forever!? "Please, Jake! 
Please ... stop!" 

Her pleas fell on deaf ears. Jake established a long deep, penetrating 
screwing rhythm in and out of his wife's stretched anus. He gasped with 
pleasure as her ass-muscles squeezed his cock tighter than it had ever been 
squeezed before. "Christ! It feels good!" 

Still waging her battle against the hurt and humiliation, Cindy fought to 
free herself of her husband's fierce grip and his hard skewering cock. Even 
as she struggled, she knew she would never get away. Her agonized 
contortions only helped draw his cock deeper into her rectum. 

"Ooohh, baby! Don't fight the feelings!" Oblivious of the struggle of pain 
and conscience going on in his wife's head, Jake abandoned himself totally 
to the pleasure of the moment. He felt a voluptuous satisfaction in knowing 
that now there was nothing Babs could give him that his own wife could not 
do. Cindy was no longer a prize pony, lovingly sheltered from the realities 
of life. Now she was his first-string workhorse, groomed to serve his every 
need. 

He was growing more and more pleased with his wife's new sturdiness. With 
his cock throbbing the way it was, nothing could have displeased the graying 
older man. He even began to long to know that Cindy was getting the same 
kick out of the experience that he was. "Come on, Sweet-ass! Let go! Ride 
with it! You know, some people love getting screwed in the ass!" 

His suggestion revolted her at first. How dare he talk to her like that! 
When he was doing everything he could to hurt and shame her!? 

Eventually, however, for her own comfort, she had to try to drift with his 
rhythm. She had to concentrate on the way that big cock was reaming her 
asshole wide. She wanted it to stop hurting. It must stop hurting! 

Her efforts were successful. Slowly the pain abated, only to be replaced by 
a new and intense pleasure--the enjoyment of her own humiliation! 

Suddenly, knowing that Jake's cock was drubbing her asshole--and there was 
nothing she could do about it--drove her wild with excitement. 

"Screw meee! Screw my ass, baby!" Cindy yelped. Forsaking the last of his 
resentments toward his young wife, Jake let himself enjoy her squirming 
hedonism. He watched her shapely round buttocks wriggle before his impaling 
cock-shaft. He watched her tight asshole gape to admit his plundering girth. 
Her shrieks of pleasure put the finishing touches on his own arousal. He was 
at one with her unleashed eroticism. Already he looked forward to the 
tumultuous release they would enjoy together. 

"Shit, I love screwing your sweet little ass, baby! You're the sexiest 
fucking woman I ever knew!" 

It was true. Never in all his experiences had he seen a woman give way so 
totally to her physical appetites. Never had any woman aroused him the way 
his own luscious wife was doing. His cock felt like it was made of steel as 
it pulsed inside her nibbling ass. His body was alive with pleasure ... a 
gutsy raw pleasure that had invaded their lives as abruptly as a summer 
thundershower. He knew instinctively that neither of them would ever be the 
same again. 

"Oh, God-d-d! Oh, Jake! Aaaaahhhh! I'm cummmingg-g!" A lewd grin played at 
the corners of her mouth. Her climax was rising up from the very pit of her 
belly. Never before had she experienced such a wrenching jolt. It pleased 
her that it was her own husband who had brought her this unequaled 
enjoyment. 

"Look out, baby! I'm going to cum in your tight ass!" That was the crowning 
achievement for Jake. His wife was his again. He had worked hard to restake 
his claim! 

As she drifted back to sleep, Cindy realized that what had just happened had 
been inevitable. They had played rough and mean ... but it was the only way 
they could wade back through the shit to the person they had married. Once 
again, there was nothing standing between them. 

Jake's wet flaccid cock slipped slowly from his wife's sated asshole. 

 CHAPTER TWELVE 

There were some details to be taken care of before Jake and Cindy settled 
down to married life. by pulling a few strings, Jake managed to get the 
forest ranger fired, without giving the real reason. He got in touch with 
the people who owned the lodge inhabited by Pete and Sara and had them 
evicted from their mountain hideaway. He put a private detective on the 
trail of Sid his ex-chauffeur, but so far he continued to elude them. Jake 
intended to put all his resources at Cindy's disposal when it came time for 
her to wreak her revenge. 

"Too bad we couldn't find Loner for you," Jake kidded her after one of their 
heady lovemaking sessions. "We could have some interesting threesomes." Once 
he got used to the idea, Jake found the idea of watching his wife screwing a 
dog very appealing. He got a hard-on every time he thought about it. 

Cindy blushed. She still retained that much of her girlish innocence. "I 
think Loner is happy out there in the woods. I wouldn't want to cage him up 
in the city." 

Jake did the next best thing. He came home one day with a tall German 
shepherd and a beautiful redhead named Monica. "Monica and Rex here are best 
friends," Jake told his wife slyly. Cindy could tell he had been drinking. 
Either she had never noticed when he was doing it before, or Jake had just 
lately taken to drinking. To keep him company, she had gotten into drinking 
a few martinis in the afternoon. Sometimes she even drank alone. 

The three adults sat around the poolside table, drinking and exchanging 
harmless conversation. Cindy was very aware of the woman's eyes on her, 
boring into her. She watched with interest as the redhead stripped off her 
clothes and made a graceful dive into the pool. She had a gorgeous body. 
Watching her made Cindy's clit get hard. The blonde was remembering past 
forbidden pleasures. 

"Ooohhhhh!" So raptly was she watching the swimming woman, Cindy had not 
noticed the dog walk up to her. His cold nose prodding her bare arm startled 
her. "Hi, fella," she murmured and began to stroke his fine black coat. The 
dog fell onto his back and begged for more of her petting. His cock appeared 
abruptly from inside his hairy cock-sheath. It was red and tapered, hard as 
a steel bullet! "My goodness! Are you trying to tell me something, Rex?" 

The episode had not been lost on Jake. "From what I understand, Rex is used 
to getting the best of attention from ladies. He's just telling you he's 
ready when you are." 

Cindy's cunt began to throb under her dress. Obviously her husband was 
trying to push her into having sex with the dog. While the idea thrilled 
her, it also saddened her a little. Step by step, their personal life was 
becoming more and more worldly. It was clear to her that soon she would no 
longer be able to claim her husband's exclusive attention. They had only 
been married three months, and already their sex life was getting jaded. 

Monica emerged dripping and magnificent from the pool. Her water-streaked 
nakedness shimmered in the sunlight. She was very tan, except where she 
normally wore a bathing suit. The pink peaks of her tits and the red thatch 
of her pubic bush drew attention like erotic magnets. Both Jake and Cindy 
were staring hungrily at her. Monica obviously loved the attention. 

When Jake gestured to her, the redhead walked shamelessly up to him. She 
stood legs spread, while Jake shoved a finger deep up into her cunt-hole. 
"Oooohhh, feels good ... " her voice was silky, sensual. 

Cindy was shocked by her husband's bold assault. She had never seen him be 
openly sexual with another woman before. The sight made her stomach flutter 
with lust tinged with a stab of fear. Despite her misgivings, she realized 
the erotic possibilities of the situation far outweighed in her mind the 
fear of learning to share her husband. 

The redhead was looking at Cindy. She ran her tongue suggestively over her 
lips while she ground her pussy down onto the invading finger. "Your husband 
turns me on ... so do you, darling. Why don't you stand up for a minute?" 

As though hypnotized by the other woman's sensual spell, Cindy abandoned the 
dog and stood very close to Monica. When the redhead offered her lips to be 
kissed, Cindy searched her soft yielding mouth hungrily. She reached for the 
full-blown orbs of Monica's tits and caressed them with bold searching 
movements. She realized at once that she wanted to go farther with Monica. 

While one hand played with Monica's pussy, Jake used the other to pour 
himself a fresh martini. It excited him to watch the two women turning on to 
one another. He had brought Monica over on purpose to start some sex games. 
He knew the redhead had wide and varied sexual tastes. It pleased him that, 
rather than being shy or possessive, Cindy was getting right into the other 
woman. He realized it was no less than he should have expected from his 
lusty wife. They had talked about something like this for weeks now. 

Whimpering over the blonde's desertion, Rex sat up next to the lewdly 
entwined threesome and watched their brazen experimenting. His fur brushed 
against his mistress' bare thigh. Mewling excitedly, Monica ground her loins 
against Cindy's pussy through the young wife's dress. "Why don't you get 
naked, darling?" she whispered. 

It took only a moment for Cindy to step out of her muumuu and stand naked 
before the assessing eyes of her lovely visitor. "God, Cindy, you're 
beautiful ... really beautiful, you know that?" 

At once, Monica bent forward and began to suck on one of the blonde's pert 
pink nipples. Jake was forced to shove his finger up into her cunt from 
behind now, to give the women room to explore one another. He even abandoned 
his glass long enough to reach around and shove a finger up into his wife's 
cunt. 

"Oooohhh ... Jake!" Cindy gasped. She had enough alcohol pumping through her 
veins to make her shudder with growing lust and abandon. She caressed 
Monica's thick red hair as she sucked on first one nipple and then the 
other, until both were hard as tiny bullets. "Mmmmm, you're making my 
nipples feel so good, darling!" 

She had had a brief experience with another woman in the threesome with Pete 
and Sara. But that had been nowhere as erotic as the sight and the scent and 
the touch of the sultry Monica. She wanted to explore every nook and cranny 
of the sleek voluptuous body. Impatiently, she demanded that Monica abandon 
her tits to let Cindy experiment with Monica's for a while. 

With hungry glee, Cindy stared at the full mounds of Monica's tits. She 
stroked their milk-white smoothness while she ground her cunt down onto her 
husband's invading finger. Then she reached for a nipple and sucked like a 
starving babe. Monica's lusty groans, her fingers running roughly through 
Cindy's hair, drove the blonde on in her efforts. 

"Mmmmm ... Cindy ... suck my titties, darling!" Monica was luxuriating in 
the wanton sexuality of playing sex games in the open sunlight in the 
privacy of the Moores' backyard. She had the hots for both husband and wife. 
To have the wife suck her tits while the husband finger-fucked her pussy was 
an intense erotic thrill. Monica could feel her cunt getting wetter ... with 
the feel of the finger stroking up inside her pussy-cavern ... with the 
light haunting touch of the other woman's tongue licking her sensitized 
nipples. "Ooohh, yes ... do it to me, lovers!" 

Licking both nipples to stiff erection only whetted Cindy's appetite for the 
attractive redhead. Inspired with a mounting abandon, she began to plant 
kisses all the way down over the firm smooth belly, until she was entwining 
her tongue in the kinky red strands of Monica's pussy-hair. She watched 
Jake's finger, slick with Monica's juices, slip out of her cunt as Cindy's 
mouth demanded freedom of movement up between the redhead's thighs. 

Jake reclaimed both fingers he had had embedded in hot pussy. He was content 
now to watch his wife eat pussy. The prospect had his cock hard and 
throbbing inside his bathing suit. He ran a hand idly over the massive bulge 
and grinned over at the German shepherd. "Don't worry, big fella! Our turn's 
coming!" 

Encouraged by the friendly voice, the dog came over to demand strokes from 
Jake. He discovered the tantalizing flavor of cunt on Jake's petting hand 
and eagerly licked it clean. The sight gave Jake's lust a lurch. He could 
already imagine that long pink tongue delving into a ripe pussy! 

"Oh, God-d-d! Cindy ... you're won-derful!" Monica was leaning back 
slightly, doing her utmost to give the slaving blonde easy access to her 
greedy pussy. She could feel the blonde's talented tongue making its way 
through her cunt-hair, teasing her with delicious anticipation. Then 
suddenly it happened! "Aaaiiieee!" Cindy's tongue had met Monica's clit! 

Cindy had never eaten pussy before, but she found herself taking to it as 
easily as a duck takes to water. Her libido was intensely aroused by the 
erotic novelty of the situation. She was making love to another woman, while 
her husband looked on! Cindy realized this was something she had wanted to 
do ever since puberty. She had always felt a little nervous, admiring a 
beautiful woman. She realized now it was because she had wanted to make love 
to another woman ... to discover the possibilities of savoring another 
woman's cunt-slit. 

Cindy's tongue swirled round and round Monica's taut little clit while the 
redhead moaned wantonly overhead. Her cries of ecstasy fueled the fires of 
Cindy's labor. She was striving to please her woman lover. She wanted to 
draw an orgasm from the mysterious red-fringed bush before her! 

To her surprise, Cindy found the flavor of Monica's pussy delicious. She 
worked hungrily to lick up her free-flowing juices. Her tongue ran down one 
fluted pink cunt-lip and back up the other. It worked feverishly ... now 
stabbing deep up into Monica's pussy-hole ... now lapping and laving the 
trembling lips of her new friend's spasming cunt. 

Jake was astounded at the enthusiasm with which his young wife was eating 
the redhead's pussy. He had to admit he couldn't have done better himself. 
From Monica's wailing responses, it was clear that the redhead had no 
complaints either. Her eyes were closed, a dreamy smile played over her 
features. She was humping her cunt up into Cindy's face in short little 
motions that massaged her clitoris to growing erection. "Jee-zuz, Cindy! 
You're really good at that, baby! Shit!" 

He watched her round naked ass squirming delightfully as she nibbled 
Monica's pussy. Suddenly inspiration seized him. He turned to the dog and 
indicated to him the upturned slit of the kneeling blonde's cunt. "Come on, 
Rex boy! Why don't you check out that sweet pussy!" 

The dog was more than willing to oblige. He acted as if he had been waiting 
all along for just such an invitation. His nose poked its way in between 
Cindy's ass-cheeks. 

Cindy had heard her husband's command to the dog. It made her pussy flare 
with wet urgency. Even though she knew what was coming, she was unprepared 
for the cold prod of the dog's nose as it prodded the sensitive flesh of her 
buttocks. "Aaaiieee! Juueez, lick me, lover!" Almost at once, she felt the 
long dog-tongue course over her pussy from clit up to asshole. She thought 
she would faint from sheer delight. 

Monica opened her eyes and looked down with interest at the lust-inspiring 
scene before her. Her dog Rex was greedily licking the inviting slit between 
her woman lover's ass-cheeks. The blonde was gyrating her ass eagerly back 
against the dog's muzzle. In the first fit of her excitement, Cindy was 
neglecting Monica's craving pussy. 

The redhead was not shy about correcting the situation. She tugged on 
Cindy's hair and pulled the girl's face back into her snatch. Cindy complied 
willingly with her unspoken command. Once again, her lips and tongue 
fluttered sensuously over her wet open pussy-lips. This time, Cindy was more 
imaginative than ever. She had the added inspiration of the dog's tongue to 
drive her on. "Ooooohhh, Cindy lover! You lick my pussy so nice!" 

Jake had never seen anything to equal the wanton scene he was witnessing 
right now. A lewd chain of dog at woman at woman ... all three totally 
involved in the moment's building lust. He could feel his cock throbbing 
harder in his swim trunks. 

Suddenly, the big man noticed something hard and red protruding from the 
dog's loins. It was Rex's swollen cock! It was hard again! Eating his wife's 
pussy was turning the animal on. 

The depraved sight gave the man the opportunity he had been building up to. 
He slapped his wife's buttocks harshly. "Come on, Rex! Get up here, boy! I 
what to see you fuck her pussy!" 

Groaning slavishly at her husband's obscene words, Cindy writhed her ass 
back. She was encouraging the dog to mount her. The exhibitionist inside the 
young blonde was all hot and bothered at the prospect of putting on a 
perverted show for her husband and her new woman lover. "Ooohh, come on, Rex 
lover! Put your hard cock in my pussy!" Once the words were out, she buried 
her face back up in Monica's hot twat. 

Cindy's lewd abandon had both Jake's and Monica's complete attention. They 
watched as the dog's hairy paws clutched the round swells of Cindy's shapely 
ass. Again and again his stiff tapered penis rammed forward, looking for 
purchase in the wet welcoming pussy-hole. Each time, the cock caught for 
only a moment, then slipped useless back down along Cindy's thighs. His 
every failure left the girl mewling and moaning in frustration. 

Both Monica and Jake were holding their breath, waiting for the awesome 
moment of penetration. Just for the moment, Cindy's mouth was doing only a 
spotty job up between Monica's thighs. The blonde was too interested in 
getting that dog-penis up into her craving hole! She squirmed her ass lewdly 
back, trying to snare the rutting cudgel. Monica didn't even mind her 
momentary desertion. She too wanted to see the response of the woman when 
she felt that hard dog-cock soar deep up into her cunt! 

At last Cindy could stand the frustration no longer. "Get it in me! Oh, 
Jake!" She turned to her watching husband. "Please help Rex get his cock in 
my pussy!" 

It seemed a strange request for a young wife to be making of her husband. 
But Jake was game for a part in the lewd performance. He was keen on seeing 
his wife take that long pointed shaft up into her greedy snatch. It was a 
simple matter for him to guide the thrusting penis onto a true course. In 
only seconds, the dog's cock was driving deep into his wife's waiting pussy. 

"Aaaaagggglgghh! Ooooohhhh ... it's so filling in meeee!" Writhing with the 
sweet joy of fulfillment, Cindy shoved her ass heartily back against the 
dog's loins. Just as Loner had done in the woods, Rex lost no time in 
establishing a hard-fucking rhythm. That was what Cindy was after! Now she 
could go back with relish to the obscene task of eating the redhead's pussy! 

"Mmmmm ... Christ yeah!" Monica was thrilled by the wanton way the blonde 
was responding to her pet's cock. She ground her pussy more sexily against 
Cindy's mouth, looking for more friction for her throbbing clit. Watching 
the blonde take the slick red cock deep into her cunt made Monica crave the 
same kind of rough satisfying treatment. She was hungry! 

Monica wasn't the only one craving more intense stimulation. Jake's cock was 
throbbing mightily now. He was totally awestruck by the depraved vision of 
his sweet-looking young wife screwing her cunt mercilessly back to swallow 
up that tapered dog-cock. At first, he wasn't sure whether he was more 
disgusted or excited by her raunchy self-abasement. But excitement quickly 
won the upper hand. It was time he found a place for himself in the heady 
orgy! 

Cindy was disappointed when the good-tasting pussy was taken away from her. 
But Jake positioned the redhead so she was facing Cindy. It thrilled the 
younger woman to watch Monica's eyes grow large with passion as Jake sank 
his cock deep up inside her cunt. 

For just an instant Cindy wondered if she should feel jealous. After all, 
Jake had never screwed another woman in front of her before! She found there 
wasn't an ounce of jealousy in her. Her own pussy was being too well looked 
after for her to worry about what Jake was doing with his cock. It was a 
bizarre swap, but it had all the makings of a tumultuous happening. Cindy's 
belly resounded with darting pleasure-pangs. She knew already there would be 
plenty of thrills and plenty of orgasms coming out of this afternoon. 

"Oooohhh, lovers! Rex has such a nice hard cock! My pussy feels sooo good!" 

Monica was buffeted rudely forward on each long instroke of Jake's swollen 
penis. She managed to lean forward far enough to kiss Cindy. It was 
exciting, to feel the energy of her dog's thrusts transmitted through 
Cindy's eager mouth. "Oh, Cindy darling ... thank you for sharing your 
husband with me! He has such a fine filling penis!" 

The women's groans and mewls rose in unison over the sun-splattered patio, 
so it became difficult to tell one from another ... not that anyone was 
keeping count! All four orgiasts were far too immersed in their private 
pleasures to pay much attention to details. 

Except, of course, for the hot yielding, driving, stroking details of the 
genitals colliding with their own! 

When he had married his bright-eyed virginal wife three months ago, Jake had 
had no idea where their life together would lead them. Not in a million 
years had he expected to see self-controlled Cindy writhing beneath the 
insistent pummeling of a dog's cock ... or reaching hungrily for a woman's 
hot kisses! 

There was no doubt about it! Sid the chauffeur had changed their lives 
forever ... for better or for worse. 

Jake still longed sometimes for the shy innocence with which Cindy had 
greeted his lovemaking at first. He still felt cheated sometimes of the 
chance to initiate her slowly into all the rites of sex. 

But Jake was at heart a practical man, one who knew how to make an advantage 
where there seemed none to be had. It had been romance that had first drawn 
him to Cindy. Now it was pure raging lust that kept him with her. In three 
previous marriages, he had never experienced anything so raunchy as the 
obscene orgy happening right now in his own backyard! 

"Uuuuhh! Come on, girls! Move your hot little asses!" 

Neither Monica nor Cindy needed anyone to tell them that. Both were 
squirming wantonly, climbing for the dizzying heights of pleasure. It was 
Monica who came first, but Cindy was not far behind her. 

"Oh God! ... Jeez, I'm cummming!" 

"Oh Monica darling, so am I! It's so good! I can feel Rex shooting his cum 
into my pussy! Uh, fuck, what a turn-on!" 

Watching the women gyrate in frothing depravity drove Jake over the brink. 
"Shit! I'm cumming in you, baby! Whoo-ee!" 

They lay in a sated heap on the patio for a while, panting heavily. The dog 
was among them, and at the moment no more an animal than the rest. His 
passion had been their passion. They were united in a perverted bond of 
self-indulgence. 

Cindy served a light meal on the dining room rug. It was supposed to be a 
picnic, but it ended up as another marathon romp. The night seemed an 
endless web of pleasure. Only at dawn did they seek sleep, nestled in one 
another's arms. There was already talk of moving Monica into the household. 

 CHAPTER THIRTEEN 

Cindy had almost forgotten about the search for Sid the chauffeur when word 
came that he had been found living over a grocery store on the bad side of 
town. The young blonde rubbed her hands together deliciously as she plotted 
her revenge for the man who had robbed her of her innocence. 

Life was enjoyable for Cindy, Jake and Monica. Rex made an appetizing 
addition to their couplings. Sometimes they even threw parties, where Cindy 
might screw six or seven men, in addition to the dog. The men always liked 
to watch her with the big beast. 

Despite the frantic pace of her new lifestyle, Cindy never entirely forgot 
that life might have been different. If Jake had broken her in slowly to a 
pleasant enjoyment of her sexuality, the bond between them might have 
remained much closer much longer. She might even have been planning children 
by now, instead of dreaming up new and more depraved entertainments for her 
next party. Life might have been so much simpler. 

If she could just get back at the man who had thrown her into life way over 
her head ... who had forced her to sink or swim ... then Cindy felt she 
could go ahead and accept her fate with no regrets ... or not many. 

Jake was true to his promise of giving Cindy whatever leeway she might want 
in dealing with Sid. She accepted the offer of two of Jake's most reliable 
bodyguards. And she decided to let Monica go with her ... though not Jake. 
This was strictly a woman's revenge. The other men were only being admitted 
for their muscle. 

It was almost midnight one night when they went quietly up the stairs to 
Sid's apartment. He was alone in the building at night, which was perfect 
for his attackers. They wanted to maintain the element of surprise until the 
last possible moment. 

The moment Sid unlatched the door, the bodyguard called Al forced it open. 
Al, his sidekick Joe, Monica and Cindy all filed quickly in. Joe latched the 
door after them. 

"What ... what do you want?" Sid cowered in the corner behind the door. It 
took him some time before he recognized Cindy. "You!" He was shaking 
visibly. 

"Yeah, me! What's the matter? Did you think I'd died back in those stinking 
woods where you left me?" Now that she was face to face with the man, Cindy 
felt herself possessed by a seething anger ... an anger more powerful than 
she had experienced either during or since the ex-chauffeur's attack. She 
looked forward to the night ahead the way a gourmet looks forward to the 
four-star special. 

"Naw! I knew nothing bad would happen to you!" He was almost whispering. 
Cindy thought how contemptible he was. "I saw it in the papers when they 
found you ... I was glad too. I never wanted to hurt you. It was Babs. It 
was her who put me up to it." He seemed to take some courage from this 
excuse. "It was Babs who wanted to get back at your old man." 

Cindy was surprised. She had always thought it was pure lust on the man's 
part that had created that fateful incident. Now it seemed there was some 
intrigue involved. "Who's Babs?" 

"She used to be Jake Moore's girl friend, before he married up with you. 
Beautiful chick, but a real bitch. If I ever find her, I'll make mincemeat 
of that beautiful face of hers." Angry, Sid looked like a cornered rat. The 
sight of him made Cindy shudder. 

"So she used to be Jake's girl. Why did she want to get rid of me?" 

"Just to show she could do it. I don't think she even wanted Jake any more. 
She ran off with some rich bastard from New York almost right after. The 
bitch promised she'd go to California with me. So, you see, it was all for 
nothing. The only one who made out was Babs! But I'll find her some day, I 
promise you!" He was getting more confident, the more Cindy let him talk. It 
made her furious, to see him trying to push his own blame off onto somebody 
else. 

"And I suppose this Babs told you to get me to suck your cock, too!" She 
spit the words at him, oblivious to the responses of her girl friend and the 
two hired tough men. They were obviously enjoying the confrontation. 

He hesitated, unsure of himself once more. "No ... I ... I don't know what 
got into me!" His words rose to a shrill crescendo as, on a signal from 
Cindy, Joe and Al moved threateningly toward him. The room was small. There 
was nowhere for him to go. Al grabbed him and pinned his arms behind his 
back while Joe slugged him hard in the belly. Al let him crumple into a heap 
on the floor. 

Cindy smiled for the first time since she had entered the room. "Are you 
sorry you did that to me, Sid? Are you really sorry you tried to kill me?" 

"I never! I swear! I never meant any harm to come to you out there! I knew 
you'd find help sooner or later! It was just to give Jake a scare ... honest 
it was!" 

This time, Joe reached over and casually kicked him in the stomach. 

"No! Please! Don't hurt me!" 

"Don't worry, Sid. We don't mean any harm. We're nice guys, just like you!" 
Cindy was getting a charge out of her position of power. It thrilled her to 
see the man who had abused her screaming for mercy. "I understand 
everything, Sid. You probably just forgot to give me a compass." 

He stared defeated down at the floor. He was apparently resigned to a 
further beating. Cindy understood instinctively that the sadistic thing to 
do now was to get his hopes up. 

"How would you like to make up for it all, Sid? Would you like that?" 

He nodded eagerly. His simple-minded gullibility would have been appealing 
if it hadn't been for Cindy's memories of the brutal way his hands had 
forced her head down onto his cock. 

"Good! I have the perfect sentence for you. I brought my friend Monica here 
along because I couldn't stand to have you touch me! The very thought makes 
me sick!" 

"But Monica's a good sport, and she's agreed to let you eat her pussy. If 
you do a really good job, you get off without anymore sore belly. But if you 
fall down on the job or anything like that ... Joe and Al will let you know. 
Okay?" 

The trapped man looked at her dumbfounded. Even the bodyguards looked 
shocked, though excited. They took up their position behind Sid while Monica 
stood before him, legs spread, skirt raised to her waist. "Come on, Sid! Eat 
my pussy!" she taunted him. 

Once again, he looked over at Cindy, his eyes dumb with amazement. A swift 
blow struck him in the right kidney. "Jeezz-uz!" 

"See, Sid, that's how it works," Cindy explained patiently. She could feel 
her cunt getting wet. She would make this man remember her forever. He would 
break out into a cold sweat every time he thought about what he had done to 
her. 

She watched him extend his tongue and prod the pink tip of Monica's clitoris 
that peeked through her red cunt-hair. At once the voluptuous redhead thrust 
her pussy up a little, demanding more of the moist attention. 

"How is it, Monica? Is he doing all right?" 

Monica was enjoying her place in the center of attention. It excited her to 
watch the fear in the face of the man who was being forced to eat her cunt. 
"Mmmm ... I'd like it a little harder." 

The two bodyguards were getting aroused. As soon as Monica had spoken, Joe 
pulled hard on Sid's hair. That was enough of a reminder to force Sid to 
bury his mouth against the redhead's twat and begin to suck with the ardor 
of a rutting beast. 

He sucked on the swollen tip of her clitoris, sending pulsing thrills of 
excitement through her half-naked body. He stabbed his tongue fiercely 
against her little member, then worked it on down one side of her pussy-lips 
and back up the other. His tongue seemed to have inhuman reach and strength. 
It dove deep up into Monica's cunt and wriggled lewdly there. The redhead 
shuddered visibly as she reached down to hold his face against her pussy. 

"God, this guy knows how to give head when he really puts his mind to it!" 
She smiled sultrily at Cindy. She could see that her girl friend was getting 
as much of a thrill from the depraved situation as she was. 

Both Joe and Al were growing so absorbed in the obscene picture of the naked 
red-bushed twat and the kneeling man that they almost forgot their role in 
the scenario. Joe snapped himself out of it long enough to kick Sid briskly 
in the ass. He watched the chauffeur's head snap back from Monica's cunt 
then dive right back in. It excited him to have this distant though direct 
contact with that greedy furry cunt. 

"Keep eating, boy!" he growled. The fury with which Sid's head moved back 
and forth between Monica's thighs satisfied him. He didn't imagine it was 
humanly possible to work any harder than that, but he gave Sid an added kick 
for good measure. 

"It's really touching to see a man work so hard to make up for the wrong 
he's done." Cindy could almost feel the fire that must be flowing through 
her girl friend's pussy about now. Sid was slaving like a man fighting for 
his life, which as far as he was concerned, he was. 

"Oh God-d-d! Christ, I'm cumming!" Monica sounded startled. Her pretty face 
blanched as she clamped the man's head between her thighs. 

"Okay, Sid! That's enough! You got her off just fine!" Cindy snapped. 

Once again he looked hopefully up at her. "Now it's time we all took a 
little ride." 

Sid grew pale as chalk. 

"Don't worry ... We're not into exterminations." They drove him far into the 
mountains, and in a suitably deserted spot, they dropped him off. "Have a 
good walk!" Cindy called as Joe directed the car back toward town. 

* * * 

Both women were in wild good spirits as they drove back down the mountain in 
Jake Moore's Lincoln. They drank champagne from the bar, and passed glasses 
to Al and Joe. 

"Here's to your health, ladies!" Joe toasted them. 

"May I never have the bad fortune to get on your bad side!" 

"Gee, I didn't think we had a bad side!" Monica quipped. 

Their talk aroused all four of them. Cindy made no objection when Monica 
finally told Joe to pull into a deserted road and park. "Now come back here, 
you he-men!" the redhead taunted them. "I'm ready for some hard cock!" 

Cindy giggled at their daring. She and Monica sat back side by side on the 
wide back seat and raised their legs to the men, who kneeled in front of 
them. Neither of the women wore any panties. The men had an unhindered view 
of two bare hungry pussies. 

The men looked at one another and smiled. 

"Anything in the line of duty, eh Al?" 

"Yeah, anything ... if it's this good!" 

They pulled their erections out of their pants and sank their cocks deep in 
the hot clasping pussies. Joe skewered Cindy's cunt deep. Al's penis 
throbbed far up inside Monica's clutching hole. 

"Mmmmm ... God I needed this ... after all that!" Cindy giggled crazily. She 
had drunk a lot of champagne. She squirmed her cunt down onto Joe's cock and 
begged him to screw her. "Do it deep, Joe! Make me feel good, baby!" 

Not to be outdone, Monica rammed her pelvis down to collide with Al's loins. 
She had already had a teasing taste of tonguing. Her pussy still throbbed 
with the remembered ardor of Sid's mouth. 

There was a strange hypnotizing pleasure to be screwing in tandem this way 
... the two men thrusting their cocks into the hot holes of the two women. 
It was as if they were enjoying a reward after their night's vengeful task. 
They were merrymaking at the expense of the frightened man left out in the 
woods to find his own way back to civilization. The thought pleased them. 
They were all on Cindy's side. Sid deserved to suffer for what he had done 
to her. Even though they were all profiting from the wanton side of Cindy 
that had been uncovered out in the lonely woods. 

"Jee-zuz! Shove it in deeper, Joe!" Cindy wondered what Jake would say, if 
he could see them now. She wondered if he would even care. She knew he had 
been seeing a young blonde who worked as secretary for one of his business 
pals. Cindy saw less and less of Jake these days, though they were still 
good friends, as the saying went. 

"Shit, it's good, Al!" Monica's abandoned grunts next to her drew Cindy out 
of herself. She was glad Monica had moved in with them. She gave Cindy the 
company that Jake did not. Plus, the two women shared a lot of adventures, 
foremost of which was this night's raunchy escapade. 

Even in the height of her excitement, Cindy was aware that tomorrow would 
bring a big letdown. Now that her grudge against Sid had been satisfied, 
what next? Now it was time to figure out the course of the rest of her life. 

"Oh, it's wonderful! Shit, I love to screw! Your big cock turns me on like 
crazy!" She was being totally obscene, and she knew it. That was the way she 
had to be right now. She had things to work out. 

"Uh! Oooohh! Oh God, yeah! I'm cumming!" 

"Oh, me too, baby!" 

"Wait for meee!" 

"I'm blowing it in you, Mrs. Moore!" 

They continued to drink during the rest of the drive home. Now, Cindy was 
drinking more to get drunk than to get high. 

She had taken care of Sid. Now she could live with that memory. Before her, 
stretched the rest of her life living with herself. 

"Here's to more of the same!" she chortled and drank deep of the cool bubbly 
liquor. 


THE END
