DOG-LOVING MAID
By Janet McCoy


Foreword

The seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often hidden beneath a
veneer of normalcy. Indeed, such passions may be so strongly repressed and hidden
that they will emerge only after exposure to the most extreme conditions. When this
happens, the individual involved is often as startled as those around him.
Kelly Ford is one of these outwardly proper and quite normal people. But within her a
love of perversity lies coiled like a snake, awaiting only the proper stimulus to 
arouse it.
And when the lovely young country girl finds herself hired out as a maid to a lust
driven city couple, her secret desires at last come to the surface.
DOG-LOVING MAID – the story of a girl who must come to terms with her own
nature and needs. A novel of fiction for entertainment. A page of our restless 
society as food for serious thought.
-The Publisher


Chapter 1

Alone at last! Her godparents had gone into town to fetch the week's supplies.
Now was Kelly's chance to bid a proper farewell to her beloved dog, Laddie.
She had lured the animal up to her second story bedroom, where they could enjoy
themselves in peace and comfort. Most of the time, she and Laddie had had to do their
experimenting in the barn or out in the woods somewhere. The girl hadn't dared risk
being caught in her lurid debauchery with the dog. Now that her godparents were
planning to send her away to the city, though, she was feeling more reckless than ever.
She'd show them! She'd screw their dog right here under their roof! She'd make this old
house remember her, even if her godparents didn't!
Kelly Ford had been on the verge of tearful explosion ever since her godfather told her
they couldn't afford to keep her anymore... they were sending her to a rich home in the
city where she could work for her room and board.
Big favor they were doing her! Sending her away from the only place she had ever
known – her parents' farm had been right next to her godparents' before her parents
died and the land was sold. They weren't even going to let her take Laddie with her.
The big mongrel – half Labrador, half collie – was her best friend in the world. But he
was technically her godparents' dog. And they were too cheap to give anything away.
Besides, they said, her new employers would not approve of her arriving with a big
hungry mutt.
"Fuck them!" the sixteen-year-old brunette murmured as she pulled her dress up over
her shapely young thighs. She watched Laddie watching her intently. Her taut ass
ground expectantly into the mattress, moving closer to the edge. Laddie was sitting only
a couple of feet away. She wanted him to come nearer... to sit between her legs and
explore her wet, dark-thatched twat. In the tension of the moment, she forgot all about
her godparents and their plot to get rid of her.
The only reality was the long pink tongue lolling from Laddie's mouth. Saliva glistened
on his tongue, as though the animal were already drooling in anticipation of her savory
snatch.
The girl was wearing nothing under her light summer dress. The dog's view was right
up between her naked thighs into the spread pink lips of moist cunt-flesh. Her pussy
was surrounded by a generous growth of black cunt-hair. It wriggled like a restless
animal as Laddie began to squirm in his place on the floor and then to move forward.
Kelly's heart beat faster. "Ooooohhh, Laddie... come on, boy! Lick my pussy! Make me
feel good! Make me not so sad I'm leaving!"
He sat between her widespread legs and leaned forward. His cold wet nose collided with
her vulnerable clitoris. "Aaaaiiieee! Oh yessss! You're getting warm, Laddie baby! It's
soooo good!"
The big mongrel sniffed more and more eagerly, maneuvering his nose down along her
cunt-furrow. His head worked feverishly up and down the aromatic slit, prodding her
here and there with his icy weapon, forcing little bleats from between her lips. At last,
he could stand the temptation no longer. He stuck out his tongue and licked her all the
way from her puckered asshole to her clitoris.
The girl's head fell back. Her mouth drooped slackly open. "Ooooohhhh, Laddie-e-e-e!
Lick my pussy, darling!" The teenager's greedy cunt began to wriggle up off the bed in
sharp urgent motions. She was driving her pussy against his mouth... delivering her
snatch up to him as quickly as he could stick his tongue out for another taste-sample.
The animal's cock was rock-hard and protruding from his cock-sheath. The girl's sex
smell had him intensely turned on. He demanded more and more of her, licking up her
hot juices as quickly as they oozed from her cunt-hole. She strained around to stare at
his erection. The sight of it thrilled her. It made her twat flare with hot forbidden
desire.
In fierce little spasms, she drove her pussy into Laddie's face. She was relishing what he
was doing to her, secure in the knowledge that that impressive hard-on was there for
her whenever she chose to take it. "Mmmmm... oooohhh... more! You make me so
hungry, Laddie! Your tongue does such things to my pussy!"
The tip of his tongue caught for an instant at her tight nether hole, making her squeal
with delight. It slipped free and pressed against her pussy-opening. She drove her hips
upward more fitfully than ever, as though trying to trap his tongue... to drive it deep up
inside her.
The emotion-wrought teenager was losing all control and she knew it. The thought
delighted her. She was sick of thinking about things, of worrying about her future.
Right now, she wanted only to enjoy. At the mercy of the dog's passion, she was going
to gobble up whatever ecstasy his tongue and his penis could bring her.
She lay back against the bed, surrendering her open cunt totally to the dog's heated
tongue undulations. Her long dark hair flew about her pretty young face as she writhed
in ecstasy. A demented grin distorted her mouth. She was taking a ride – a long sweet
ride. And there was nothing in the world she could do to stop it, even if she had
wanted to.
"Do it, Laddie! Do it to meeeee!" Now not even the fear seemed so bad. She was going
off to live amongst strangers! Who knew what would become of her? But what did it
matter? She could take care of herself! She knew how to enjoy! Somewhere in that big
city, she would find a passion to equal that she could experience with Laddie and with
the boys from school. She was a good-looking girl, with a lively spirit to match. She
would make out just fine! "Oooooohhh!! It's sooo good! Ssoooooo good-d-d!"
The dog's efforts were becoming more and more frantic. Driven by the stimulus from
his erect penis, he tongued her pussy to throbbing wetness. He began to whimper as his
tongue maneuvered amongst her cunt-folds seeking out stray drops of her moisture. His
cold nose prodded her pussy.
Kelly recognized the signals. Laddie was feverish to fuck and he was used to getting it
one way.
The thought of taking his hard filling cock deep into her pussy wrenched her from her
mindless euphoria. She scrambled down onto the floor and turned around, bending her
torso over the bed and kneeling, ass waving high, waiting for the dog's assault. She
squirmed her ass-cheeks nervously backward, searching for him. He had her hot to trot!
She wanted that cock and she wanted it now! "Come on, Laddie! Screw me, boy! Get
up here!" She looked back over her shoulder for a last look at that fine stiff poker of his.
Then, as his forepaws reached up and found a hold in her hip-flesh, she buried her face
in the covers. Her whole being was tense, expecting the moment of perverted
penetration.
Laddie made one, two, three fierce lunges. His cock surged up between her ass-cheeks,
then flopped down to slap against her thighs. Kelly grunted in disappointment and
squealed with impatience. She thrust her buttocks back, straining to meet him halfway.
Her gesture was well-timed. Dog-cock met pussy and soared deep up inside. His rigid
penis forced her cunt-walls wide apart. His throbbing presence in her belly drove a wild
eerie wail from her lips. "Aaaaggghhhh! Oh jeez-z-z-z! Hhhhhnnnhhhhh!"
She had only an instant to relish the depraved moment of penetration. Then he began
his lusty harsh rhythm. His loins worked back and forth, forcing his cock deep into her
clenching pussy, then pulling it out just as quickly. The girl was equal to his brutal
pace. She began to lurch backward to meet his inthrusts. Her hands clutched the
bedcovers convulsively as his penis split her wide. The ecstasy was almost more than
she could bear. Her teeth were gritted, gnashing from time to time at the bedspread.
Her eyes were shut tight. Her face was tense.
In her mind's eye, she was imagining how she must look. Bent over her own bed, her
dress pulled high over her hips. She imagined that red dog-penis disappearing into her
clinging pink hole. The lewd contrast of animal cock and woman pussy! "Uuuuhhh! Do
it harder, Laddie!"
That was one command that was wasted on Laddie. He had his own instinctive
approach to screwing the girl. His technique was hard and unrelenting, just the way she
loved it... just the way she would get it from him whether she loved it or not.
The dog behaved as if he knew he was racing against time – just a few more strokes
before the masters come home... gotta make it good. Kelly could hear him panting
above her. She could feel his paws digging more urgently into her hips. Her answer was
to meet him with the same energetic bursts. Her ripe round ass-cheeks lunged out at
him as ferociously as his loins buffeted her forward. A low eager cry escaped the
animal's throat. It sent a chill down the girl's spine. It was so depraved! She was driving
a dog nuts by letting him screw her pussy!
That was what had driven her to screwing the dog in the first place – the sheer
perversion of the act. She could think of nothing that was more opposed to the homely
morality her godparents had tried to drum into her. They had been too late with their
Bible readings and their discipline. She was fourteen when her folks died and already a
favorite with the neighborhood boys.
Trying it with the dog had started out as an act of rebellion. It had turned into the most
exciting experience of her young life!
She had been playing with the mongrel in a field when she tripped in a pothole and fell.
The accident had stunned her momentarily, as well as sending her skirt flying over her
head. When she regained consciousness, she discovered her pussy was wet and
throbbing with desire. The dog was nosing her panty crotchband, struggling to stick his
tongue underneath and assault her pussy. She had ached to pull her panties down right
then and let him lick her to his heart's delight.
But she had been too shrewd to try such lewd experiments in an exposed place. She
took the dog down by the creek bed and found the grassy spot amongst the trees where
she often came with the neighbors' boy, Clive. There, the dog had licked her pussy
until she'd exploded into unforgettable orgasm. Afterward, she had felt very pleased
with herself. She had been thumbing her nose at her godparents by stooping to such
depravity!
That was not the only reason that drove her to Laddie's tongue – again and again. It
was the pleasure. It was so good to have the pleasure whenever she craved it. And at
last just the licks had not been enough for her insatiable appetite. She had to sample
that hard red cock! The ecstasy that time had been so intense, she felt for long
wonderful moments as if she had died and gone to heaven! Each time since had seemed
just a little better than the time before!
Now she was going to have to give it all up! To go to the city and become someone's
servant!
"Screw me, Laddie! Oh God... screw me! I'm getting so high!"
Her voice was unnaturally shrill. Her entire being was straining to the tempo of the
dog's forceful cock-strokes. She could feel him getting harder in her, swelling... until at
last she knew he was cumming in her pussy. Her cunt was getting filled full of hot 
dogcum! The excitement of the moment overcame her. Her pert little ass slammed
unrelentingly against the dog's loins. She, too, was cumming! "Aaahhhhh! Shit, Laddie,
you're making me cummmmmm!"
For long moments afterward, she remained kneeling before the bed, clinging to the
covers, panting heavily. She felt Laddie dismount her ass and heard his paws click
clicking down the hall as he headed for the stairs.
He had heard it before she did! The familiar roar as her godfather's pick-up pulled into
the yard!
She had cum not a moment too soon!
This would be her last time with Laddie. Tomorrow at noon, they would put her on a
train to the city. Her fists clenched in anger and fear as she prepared to go downstairs
to greet her relatives.
They'd be sorry they let her go! She'd show them! She'd show them what a pretty,
determined young woman could do in a city full of opportunity!


Chapter 2

The next morning, before they were ready to leave for the station, Kelly talked her
godparents into letting her take one more walk in the fields. The dog Laddie had run
off somewhere on his morning romp and she hoped she might run into the animal. She
wanted to hug him goodbye just one more time.
"You know you're foolish, child," her godmother told her. "It's better the dog isn't here.
You know it'll just upset you, to see him waiting by the gate for you to come home. It'll
be more painless this way."
"Please, Millie. At least let me take one more walk down to the oak grove and back."
"All right." The graying woman finally relented. "But see you're back in half an hour.
We don't want to miss that train!"
Can't wait to get rid of me, the girl thought resentfully as she trudged down the road
past the barnyard and the clamoring chickens. It was too pleasant a day for her bad
mood to last for long. The sun lit up the fields in the full splendor of their summer
rain. The corn was high. The sunflowers were stately and bright gold guardians of the
back gate.
The young brunette paused to greet the two aging horses. To fight off a strange fullness
in her throat that threatened to turn to tears, she began to run down the dirt road. She
called the dog's name several times, but he didn't appear. Instead, a young boy emerged
from the trees onto the road in front of her.
"Hi, Kelly."
"Clive! What are you doing here?"
"Thought I'd stop by and see you off."
Kelly was impressed by the unhappy look on the boy's face, dive was just her own age
and they had been occasional lovers since they were fourteen. Not once had the boy
ever shown her any real emotion. Only now did it strike her that he really cared for
her. He was going to miss her!
The impulse to cry was strong, but she fought valiantly against it. She did not want to
impose too much on the youth's sensitivity. He might turn against her if he saw her
acting like a sissy! "Hey, that was really nice of you, Clive." She put an arm around his
neck and kissed him on the cheek.
The pressure of her ripe tits against his chest had an immediate effect on Clive. He
started to display some pressure of his own. His swollen cock was pressing against her
belly. "Hell, Kelly! You're the best lay within thirty miles! The place just won't be the
same without you!"
His heavy-handed compliment excited a throb in her groin. She planted her lips on his
and began to explore his mouth greedily. Suddenly there were hands everywhere.
Passion threatened to overwhelm them right in the road.
"Let's go down to our place... by the creek!" Clive suggested in a voice that had turned
husky with desire. He grabbed the girl by the arm and started to hustle her into the
shelter of the trees and down the slope to the creek.
Kelly's first impulse was to protest. Her godparents were waiting on her! She had to get
back! Then she asked herself what she was worrying about them for. After today,
chances were she would never see them again. Theirs had been an uneasy relationship,
based on duty rather than affection. Many times, Kelly had wished her parents had
named someone else her godparents. She couldn't think of anyone around she liked less
than Millie and Jake. It was hard to imagine their actually coming to the city to see her.
"So, she reasoned, she might get a scolding when she returned, but it would be the very
last time! One more chance to feel dive's hard cock up inside her pussy would be well
worth another scolding! She quit dragging her heels and began to run after the boy.
Now she was as eager to get to their hideaway spot as he was.
As soon as they had reached their grassy glade, surrounded by a thick growth of trees
and shrubs, they began to strip. Clive gallantly spread his shirt on the ground. He
reached for Kelly's round swollen tits, whose pink nipples drew him like beacons to a
wandering ship. He bent forward and began to suck a nipple. While one hand caressed
her other breast, the other hand probed the furry thatch of her cunt.
"Mmmmm," she sighed. She spread her thighs a little wider, giving him room to work.
Her cunt was suddenly aflame with desire. With bated breath, she awaited the moment
when his stiff finger would surge into the wet confines of her snatch. She nibbled at the
back of his neck, working out her excess energy, hungry for any taste of him.
Both teenagers were driven to the peaks of arousal by the sheer reckless joy of what
they were doing. While Millie and Jake waited at the house, they were fondling each
other's. naked bodies, basking in the primitive pleasure of making love in the filtered
glow of sunshine. The warm summer air felt good on their bare skin. It seemed to
enhance their senses, increase their hunger just like a brisk walk before breakfast.
His finger tickled her clitoris for several moments, then it drove deep into her spongy
twat. He could feel her cunt-muscles spasming around the slender invasion, struggling
to keep him prisoner to her desire. He pulled quickly out, then shoved it into her again
and again.
"Ooooohhh... God-d-d-d... Clive, it's so good! My pussy's so hungry for you!" She
grabbed hold of his hard penis that was prodding incitingly against her stomach. It was
hard as steel, smooth and fleshy in her hand. Touching his stiff penis excited her as
much as the finger stroking in and out of her pussy. She began to work her own fingers
deftly over his erection. She pulled the foreskin back and forth over his mushroom-like
cock-tip. It was a tight fit and his lusty groans told her her touch was good.
They stood embracing in the shelter of the trees. Their mouths were again hotly
mating. Their hands moved fiercely along the forbidden planes of one another's gonads.
"Jee-zuz, Kelly!" the boy exclaimed at last. It was too much for him now. Her talented
hand on his cock. Her greedy mouth warring with his. Her hard little nipples poking
against his chest. "I've got to screw you, baby! I can't wait any longer!"
"Me either, Clive! I want you to do it to mee! My pussy's so hungry for this nice big
cock!"
With feverish haste, they positioned themselves on dive's shirt. She was on her back,
her slender shapely legs wrapped around his hips, pulling him into her. He grabbed his
penis at the base and guided it forward. His cock-head found her hot viscous hole. He
shoved.
It gave him pleasure to see her mouth drop open in ecstasy, her eyes glaze over.
"Ooooohhhh... God-d-d! Screw mee! Screw meeeee!"
Already her buttocks were grinding recklessly upward off the shirt. Her passion goaded
his. He began to move ruthlessly in and out of her, grunting at the heated way her
pussy-muscles grabbed hold of his penis and tried to keep him inside. "Christ, I'm
going to miss your cunt, Kelly! Shit, it's so tight! So hot!"
"Oh, screw me good, Clive! Just one last time! So I'll remember your good loving
always!"
They were lost in the scent and sound and smell of each other's sweating bodies. Time
stood still for the youthful lovers as they reveled in the slamming, brimming joys of the
union of cock and cunt. Somewhere in the back of their minds loomed the specter of
Jake and Millie, toes tapping, mouths set in a grimace, waiting for the girl's return. The
picture made their stolen pleasure all the sweeter.
Give's powerful ass-muscles rose and fell in erotic rhythm as he labored over the
mewling girl. He could feel her firm ripe tits pushing up against him. Her belly was
grinding up at his. She was total motion, this black-haired beauty. For a sixteen-year
old, Clive was experienced. He had seduced every seduce able girl at school. Not one of
them held a candle to Kelly. Not one of them exhibited the same raw earthy lust for
life. The same capacity to give and receive pleasure.
He would miss her! And how he would miss her! Every time he lay alone in his room,
cock in hand, remembering the memorable moments of his sex life! Would there ever
be another lay like Kelly?!
For the brunette, making love had never been so engrossing. Suddenly she understood
this rough-spoken boy as she never had before. He liked to be cool, be tough. To act
like nothing really touched him that didn't actually touch his cock. She had always
thought all his sentimentality was locked inside his penis. Today, for an instant, he had
betrayed a little more of himself to her. He had actually cared enough to come over for
a last goodbye!
Today, fucking was more like making love than it ever had been before. His cock
seemed that much more hot and filling in her pussy. Her wet young cunt clung more
greedily to his stiff cock. They had been lovers who cared about each other. It was a
good feeling to carry away with her. And the best part was her new discovery did not
have to stand the test of time. She would never be disappointed by dive, because she
would more than likely never see him again! "Oh! Stick that big penis in me deeper!"
As her wails slashed the sunlit stillness, her buttocks helped her cunt climb up his hard
pole till it could climb no higher.
She was full of cock! No better way to be! she decided and struggled to perform the
lusty feat again.
The boy had always thought Kelly was something special, but today she was showing
him more of her wanton sensuality than ever before. It seemed that her pussy had never
been hotter, wetter. It had never clung to his throbbing organ with such fiendish greed.
Every millimeter of her lush body was vibrating to the tune of their reckless encounter.
It set up sympathetic vibes in his own passion-tensed body.
He understood what it meant for two to become one. They were moving together,
riding the galloping steed of passion to the pinnacle of unbridled ecstasy.
If there had been anyone within half a mile of their lovers' hideaway, it would have
been a secret no longer. But their pants and groans met no human ears. They floated
unheard through the sun-misted quiet of morning, leaving their last fleeting mark on a
place they would visit no more.
"Oh, Clive! You're such a good lover, baby! I'm going to miss your hard cock!" It was
safer that way: to miss the hard cock instead of the boy himself. At any rate, at the
moment the two were inseparable in the girl's mind. For her mind was linked directly
to her throbbing cunt.
She could feel the pleasure pressure growing more intense deep inside her belly. Every
nerve-ending was standing on edge, alert and tingling. She was being filled to bursting
with hot turgid loving. Just a little higher... a little higher... Then she could take no
more!
"Aaaaiiieeeee! God, I'm cummmm-ing-g-g!"
The boy was right on her tail. "Me too, Kelly! Ah, shit! I'm blowing it in you!"
Whether it was her imagination or not, in the heat of the moment she could feel his
jism shooting deep into her pussy, coating her cervix with a thick spattered armor of
cum. She would wear it all the way to the city. What a forbidden turn-on it would be to
feel it dribbling from between her pussy-lips. "Mmmmmm..."
But the moment of ecstasy could not last. There was a train to catch. She moved
reluctantly out from under and put her clothes on. He was still lying there on his shirt,
his limp cock oozing the last drops of his juices. She kissed him full on the mouth.
"Thanks, Give," she whispered. "It's been fun."
"Good luck, Kelly. Knock 'em dead out there in the city. My cock's already jealous of
all those city boys."
She ran all the way back to the house. The exertion kept her from feeling sad, as she
passed it all for the last time.
There was only just enough time to get to the station. Jake and Millie were in such a
hurry to get her there, they didn't even scold her.
Braced for the harsh words, the girl was almost disappointed when they didn't come.
Emotionless, she watched the scenery speed by as Jake guided his truck over the bumpy
road to town. They had nothing more to say to each other. It was as if the partings
were already over.


Chapter 3

Todd and Mary Slade lived in a spacious ultra-modern house in the best part of town.
They were a very successful couple. All their friends envied them the ease with which
they managed their careers and their marriage. Both seemed a model of the American
way-upwardly mobile.
Todd was an architect who often traveled to other cities to supervise the building of
shops, homes and skyscrapers he had designed. Mary was an artist of modest capacity,
who had found her forte in the greeting card business. She worked at home and had all
the commissions her industry could handle.
What no one but their very best friends knew about Todd and Mary was that their
marriage was in a state of steady deterioration. They had been together for four years,
ever since Mary had been a twenty-one-year-old socialite whose hand had been sought
by half the young unmarried men-on-the-way-up in the city.
Eyes had been raised when Mary chose Todd. After all, he was almost fifteen years older
than she – obviously a man who was trying to recapture his youth in a younger wife.
He had already been married twice before and few gave his marriage to Mary more
than a year to dissolve in boredom.
They had fooled everyone. They had been together four years and already nobody
remembered when they had been considered anything other than the perfect couple.
What they didn't realize was that the marriage had hit the crags of boredom, only it
had taken more than two years, instead of one. Neither Todd nor Mary was ready to
put themselves back on the marriage market. It was too much work. In many ways,
they were comfortable with their relationship.
So they had made an arrangement.
They had home when they wanted it and on the side, they were free to indulge in
whatever escapades struck their fancy. They asked only discretion from one another.
Both were masters of the art.
Despite the cold-bloodedness with which they had arranged to remained together, there
were moments when the old passions for each other flared in their souls.
On a Sunday afternoon, Todd came home with good news. "Jenkins found us a girl to
replace Eva. She's a country girl. Should be perfect. Unspoiled... only sixteen. We can
mold her to our specifications. She's living with godparents who are apparently none
too thrilled about having a teenager around. They'll send her to us at the end of the
month."
Mary was sitting in a plush armchair by the window, reading a book. The afternoon
sunlight spun gold of her soft curly blonde hair. Todd was not oblivious to how
beautiful she looked. Though twenty-five, she could have passed for twenty still.
The only thing that aged her on closer examination was the peevish expression on her
face. "Well, I hope her manners are decent. And if she's a lazy slob like Eva, she goes
right back where she came from! Understood? I'm not going to waste another six
months of my life arguing with a maid!"
"Of course, darling. No one expects you to." He walked calmly over to the window and
drew the rich red velvet drapes. She looked up at him sharply, ready to scold. Mary was
in a bad mood today... somehow he always found her particularly attractive this way.
"How am I supposed to read? If you're going to watch television, please Todd, use the
set in the bedroom."
He sat in the chair on the other side of the round oak coffee table that was a twin to
hers. His hands reached for his fly. "Not interested in TV," he told her in a voice that
said more than his words. It was his playing voice.
Mary felt a quick lurch in her cunt. It had been a long time since they had played. The
idea appealed to her, banished her bad mood. She watched with fascination as he pulled
his long swelling penis from his fly.
The bright eager look on her face made his cock swell harder. She was again that young
girl that he had fallen in love with. The one with the endless appetite for loving... his
loving. He watched her tongue run nervously over her lips as he slowly stroked his
near-rigid penis. His eyes locked in to the red oval of her carefully lipsticked mouth.
His cock grew hard as a rock. He could almost feel those fleshy lips closing over his
cock-head.
"Come here and suck my cock, baby!" He spread his legs to give her a place to kneel
before him. His face dissolved into an expression of naked desire as he watched her
tongue move more boldly around the soft opening of her mouth. He knew she was
turned on. He could almost hear her pussy squishing from where he sat. His hand
stroked his penis lightly, waiting for her to obey his lewd command.
She rose to her feet, petite and lovely in her gold linen dress that covered her lush
curves from her neck to her knees. Even such a proper outfit could not hide the fact
that she had full round tits and a tiny waist... hips that were made for clutching and
loving. Her string of pearls swayed as she fell to her knees in front of him, reached for
the purple-headed length of his thumping organ.
Her eyes had not left his groin since the first moment she discovered his hands working
at his fly. Even now she did not look him in the face. It pleased him, the way his cock
had her hypnotized, as though he were the Hindu charmer and she the hungry
menacing cobra.
Her gray-green eyes grew clouded with lust as she moved her red lips closer to the
smooth cone-top of his penis. Suddenly his hands had to clutch at the chair-arms for
support as her tongue darted out and probed the slit in his glans. It swirled around the
little opening, made wider circles until his whole cock-head was coated in a sheen of
saliva.
Even with the drapes closed, the room still got a fair amount of light from adjoining
rooms. But Todd wanted to see everything. He didn't want to miss the slightest visual
nuance of tongue and swirl, suck and stab. He turned on the table lamp.
Her lusty face was bathed in an uncanny glow of illumination as her lips closed their
red oval around his cock-girth.
"Uuuuhhh, jee-zuz!" His fingernails dug into the plush upholstery. For a moment, his
ass raised up off the chair. It was as if she were sucking him right into her. As if his
penis would follow her anywhere for another stab of her talented tongue.
Mary had never sucked a cock until she married her husband. He had taught her
everything she knew about the subject and he was proud of what an adept learner she
had been. No woman since their "arrangement" had made his penis feel this same thrill
of ecstasy. For a moment, he felt intensely jealous of the men, whoever they were, that
he imagined were now reaping the benefits of her talent.
He and Mary had never discussed their affairs. There was simply the silent knowledge
that they were there, somewhere on the periphery of their model life. Todd didn't often
feel jealous of her infidelities. It was only when he chose to sample her ripe sensuality
that he recovered the old feelings of possessiveness that are considered a husband's
prerogative.
"God, woman... no one sucks a cock like you do!" he blurted out. Then he was sorry he
had spoken. Their particular arrangement demanded the vigilance of pride. It was not
good manners to let the other know they were being compared... or good strategy to let
them know they were on some level irreplaceable. His compliment would only be
appropriate if Mary offered one equal to it, like "no one has a cock like yours!" But she
said nothing. Just mewled and sucked.
Todd was worrying on two counts for no good reason. Number one, Mary had not even
heard his obscene compliment. She was too wrapped up in the taste and texture, the
filling urgency of his penis as it drove deep into the back of her throat. Undaunted by
the mouthful that reached all the way to her tonsils, she began to bob her head up and
down, taking all of him deep inside, then spewing him back out as far as his blood
engorged cock-head.
Number two, there were no men in Mary's life for Todd to be jealous of. Not that she
would ever tell him that. What she did in the quiet raptures of her secret love life was
her business and her business alone. Mary loved secrets. And she was good at keeping
them.
It was not the petite blonde's way to waste time thinking when there was pleasure at
hand. She blocked out her mind and immersed her being in the sensuality of caressing
her husband's giant erection. Of nibbling her lips over the sensitive head, the taut
underside where head met shaft that was the most vulnerable spot. Of working her lips
all the way down to the base of his penis where a few stray pubic hairs tickled her.
She wanted all of him. She wanted to experience his hardness, his arousal, to the full.
Her greedy mouth nibbled his penis as though it were some rare treat. To increase her
appetite, she abandoned his penis for a moment and took each of his balls in turn into
her mouth. "Mmmmm..." She liked their heavy round fullness... knowing they were full
of hot juices for her savoring, her ultimate reward for a job well done!
This latest attention made the older man feel light-headed. Her hot hungry mouth
sucking on his testicles seemed to drain the strength right out of him.
Now Todd too gave up all thought... surrendered to the skill of his pretty wife's oral
lovemaking. He no longer worried about the scoreboard of thoughts and deeds in their
cool marriage agreement. Right now, she had the mouth and he had the hard penis.
That was all the thinking that needed to be done. From there on in, the rest was up to
chemistry. With a little more work, the combination was going to excite an explosion
deep in his loins. The thought of blowing his wad into her prim mouth excited him
intensely. Even now, if it weren't for the cock in her mouth and the crazy gleam in her
gray-green eyes, she would look a picture of propriety – in her linen dress and her
pearls.
"What a woman you are, Mary baby! You look like a nice uptight member of the
garden club and suck cock like a whore! It's a great combination! Uuuhh, shit, yeah!
The greatest!" He clutched the chair arms and fucked her mouth with tight lurching
movements of his ass. Instead of putting up any resistance, or whimpering in agony,
she only opened her mouth wider and sucked harder. The lusty smile in her eyes grew
brighter.
So aroused was he, the action at his loins began to take on a surrealistic effect. He felt
like a spectator at a pornographic movie. His wife's laboring mouth was caught in the
action, in the spotlight. He was open-mouthed with amazement at the demonstration of
her skill. And the best part of the show was that this was "touchavision." Not only
could he see it and hear it, he could feel it too. He was riding on her frequency...
getting her signal loud and clear. Hot and horny!
"Oh God! I love sucking your balls! I love your big cock!" Those were the only lucid
words she had uttered. Busily, she went back to her cocksucking. Her tight round ass
wriggled behind her as she worked. She fanned the air with her excess energy, driving
out the fever building inside her.
Mary could feel the juices soaking her panty crotchband. She was sopping wet,
drowning in the wet flood of her excitement. The feeling thrilled her. Her clitoris was
hard, rubbing against her panties as she wiggled her ass. She kept her thighs close
together to increase the pleasure. It was a good formula. She was getting steadily higher,
driven there by the depravity of her act, sucking her husband's cock in the drawing
room on a Sunday afternoon, wearing her company best. The friction on her clitoris,
the hard filling feel of his cock in her mouth were extra incentives to passion. The
biggest thrill was the feeling of decadence. Once possessed by that mental turn-on,
everything felt good. Everything was larger than life.
Her pace was hot and steady, carrying Todd up with her into the outer reaches of
abandon. He was an active participant in their lewd mating. As soon as she opened her
mouth wide for his next inthrust, he drove it to her. Her warm mouth closed once
again over his penis. His nerve-endings were drawn just a little tighter. His energy
became just a little more intense.
"Sweet mouth, baby! Hot lips! Jeez, I love screwing you in the mouth! Open wide,
baby! Here it comes again!" Beads of sweat stood out on the man's forehead as he grew
more and more frantic.
Scarcely knowing what he was doing, he drove his cock into her willing mouth. Again,
again, again. Tight lips. Hot! Wet! Clinging to him! "Uuuuuhhh... Christ! I'm cumming-g-g!"
Her eyes smiled an exultant grin of victory while her mouth worked to swallow all his
hot thick load. Her ass wagged exultantly behind her. Unknown to him, she was
enjoying her own private orgasm. Her clitoris had finally sprung under the pressure of
her thighs grinding together. The slavish depravity of sucking her husband's cum into
her hungry belly was the final trigger that carried her into damp ecstasy.
Todd was still lying back limply in his chair when Mary rose to her feet, turned off the
light and opened the drapes. She returned to her chair and her book with cool
composure.
"Jeez, woman, I don't know how you do it!" Todd grunted, struggling to get his flaccid
cock back into his pants.
"It's going to be exasperating to have to go without a maid until the end of the month!"
she complained over the top of her book. When Mary was in the mood, she was in it.
When she was out, she was back in her usual sulky state of cool bitchiness.
Todd stared at her for several minutes. Then he rose and left the room. He had a dinner
date at seven. It was time to get ready.


Chapter 4

The Slades had a big Airedale named Puff. He was the only member of the family who
seemed genuinely glad to meet Kelly on her arrival. Todd Slade was polite but coolly
distant as he drove the girl home from the train station. He seemed preoccupied with
thoughts of his own. Kelly could tell he scarcely heard most of her nervous chit-chat.
The lady of the house, Mary Shane – Mrs. Shane, to Kelly – seemed irritable and
anxious about the girl's ability to do the job. Her first words to the young brunette were
a long list of do's and don'ts to regulate the running of her new chores.
Kelly was discouraged by a welcome even more dismal than the eager farewell she had
from her godparents. It was only when the big dog came trotting into the hallway from
the back garden that Kelly felt cheered. The animal started to lick her hands, to press
his head against her, demanding pettings. Kelly felt proud when Mr. Shane told her
Puff was usually stand-offish with strangers.
"He must know I like dogs. I've got... er... I had a dog back home. A real nice dog
called Laddie. I'm going to miss him. It'll be nice to have Puff around. Dogs are good
company."
Todd was about to lead the girl to her bedroom, situated at the back of the house,
behind the kitchen. Mary had one more admonishment before they left. "The dog is
never to come into the living room or the drawing room. The furniture in there is very
valuable. He's a good dog... but he is a dog."
"Is it all right if he comes into my room?" Kelly asked hopefully.
Mary Slade frowned. "Well... I suppose so. He can't hurt anything in there. But don't
go spoiling him. He's very well trained." At last the small blonde woman smiled.
"Welcome to our house, Kelly. I hope you'll be very happy here."
The words would have had more effect if they had come before the lecture. Kelly smiled
dutifully back and followed Mr. Slade down the hall toward her room.
She thought she saw an embarrassed twinkle in Mr. Slade's eye as he held the door
open to let Kelly and Puff enter her new room. When she had surveyed the comfortable
room with its large four-poster and its antique chest of drawers, she turned grinning
back toward her new boss. The twinkle in his eye was gone. They were strangers again.
Kelly felt let down. As if to console her, the dog nudged her hand. She knelt to pet him.
"It's a beautiful room, Mr. Slade. The nicest I've ever had."
"Old-fashioned as hell," he muttered, "But I'm glad you like it." He turned to leave,
then had second thoughts. "Mrs. Slade and I will be going out for dinner tonight. Help
yourself to whatever's in the refrigerator. We should be back before midnight." He
nodded toward the dog. "Puff can keep you company." He started to leave again and
again turned back. "I hope you can cook." He raised his eyebrows in solemn question.
"Oh, yes. My godmother always made me help make dinner. On her club nights, I used
to do the whole thing myself."
He sighed with relief. "Good. My wife sure as hell can't." He closed the door behind
him.
For some time, Kelly sat on the edge of the bed, stroking the dog's head absently. She
couldn't get over the Slades. They seemed very unhappy, yet her godparents had told
her they were a very rich, happy couple. She would be happy here, they said. She
remembered that distinctly. "If I am, I'll be the only one!" she murmured grumpily.
Only the presence of the dog kept her from sinking into total despair.
Shortly after six, the Slades dropped by her room to tell her good-bye. She was amazed
by the difference in them, now that they were dressed up and ready to go out into the
world. They smiled and chatted easily to her for several minutes.
"Well, we'll see you later, Kelly!" Mrs. Slade waved from the doorway. Kelly was
impressed by how beautiful she looked in a clinging white evening gown that showed
just the slightest hint of cleavage. One thing the woman was for sure – real class. "Be
sure to make yourself a good meal. You look a little pale."
Again Kelly was stunned by the strange older couple. Suddenly they were burying her
in warm good wishes. Their warmth was every bit as intense as their cool phase. "I
wonder if that's their public face?" Kelly asked the dog skeptically. "They must have
been just practicing on me. I bet everyone thinks they're just swell folks."
She was cheered by the prospect of a fridge full of food. She fixed hamburgers for
herself and the dog. For dessert, she had a piece each of apple pie and chocolate cake.
She enjoyed the luxury of being able to eat whatever she wanted. Her godmother had
always been on her back at home, scolding her not to eat too much or she'd get fat. Not
that Kelly was even a little-bit overweight. Millie just liked to worry about things in
advance. She was just the opposite of what Kelly's mother had been – a woman who
took one day at a time and never seemed to worry about anything.
As usual, the girl drove the thought of her dead mother from her mind. It just made
her sad and she was determined not to get sad. If she indulged in depression for an
instant, she knew she would have to wallow in it. There were so many things to be sad
about right now.
She rubbed the dog's head affectionately. "Will you cheer me up, Puff?"
Nosing about the kitchen, she discovered a generous horde of booze. She had had the
odd drink with her young friends. She knew that alcohol was supposed to calm a
person down, to drive away the blues. A nice drink seemed just what the doctor
ordered.
She was less than halfway through a vodka and orange juice that was almost half vodka
when she began to realize that she was alone in the house for the evening, in the
company of a large male dog. Shivers ran down her spine as she thought of Laddie and
the last time they had been alone together. She cast surreptitious glances down toward
Puff's cock-sheath, wondering what treasures were hidden inside. She remembered back
to the day she had first encouraged Laddie to screw her pussy.
Her lewd thoughts were driving the girl to peaks of wanton arousal. Suddenly it seemed
that a good screw would be the answer to all her problems. She felt alone, abandoned,
confused. How much nicer it would be not to have to think about all that... to just relax
and enjoy the ecstatic rhythm of a sound pussy-pounding.
The big Airedale was sitting next to the kitchen chair where Kelly sat. Slowly she
maneuvered herself around so her legs were straddling the animal's head. She wriggled
her panties down over her ass-cheeks and down her legs, letting them fall in a heap
under the table. Her heart beat fast at the thought of her depravity as she undulated her
naked, dark-thatched twat in the animal's face.
It didn't take Puff long to respond to the inciting aroma of aroused cunt. He poked his
nose inquisitively forward, nudging her hidden clitoris. The girl squirmed and
squeaked, "Oh!"
The alcohol was coursing pleasantly through the teenager's bloodstream. It freed her
from any anxieties she might have had about embarking on new depravities her first
night in her new home.
It freed her to think about pleasure and the talents that might be concealed inside Puff's
hairy cock-sheath. To think about the insistent throbbing in her damp naked pussy.
There was something about sitting with her legs spread wide that made the excitement
course through Kelly's system like a log running the rapids. She felt so vulnerable, so
wanton, so hungry for a joy that she knew was only inches or seconds away. Her cunt
ground provocatively up off the chair, up toward the dog's muzzle. "Eat me, Puff!" she
cried in a voice thick with alcohol and lust. "Make my pussy feel good, darling! I need
it so bad!"
As though to assure the girl that everything was going to be all right, the dog licked her
thigh. Then he turned his attention back to her open snatch and licked up the whole
length of her spread pink lips.
"Aaaaaiiieeee! That's the way, baby! Do me like that!" She reached for her vodka and
orange juice and took half of what was left in one greedy mouthful. She found she liked
the way the booze made her feel when she was turned on. It was as if she was riding a
little ways up off the ground. Her senses were tingling with an anticipation that was
almost as erotic as the touch itself.
Or so she thought, until the next time the dog's tongue swept up over her asshole, her
pussy, her swelling clitoris. That was better than the thought of it... that was hot stuff!
She wanted more!
With fiendish abandon, the sixteen-year-old tilted her pussy rhythmically up to meet
the dog's tongue swipes. He was greedy now in pursuit of the ripe flavors seeping from
her dilated twat. Again and again his tongue stabbed her pussy-opening, cleaning up
her juices before they even had a chance to flow down her slit.
"Oh God, I needed this! I didn't know how bad I needed it!" Listening to her drunken
declaration of need made her cunt throb, she felt so depraved, so desperate in her desire
for erotic abandon! So perverted that she would stoop to making a strange dog lick her
pussy her first night away from home!
God yes! She was a pervert! A pervert! And she didn't care... In fact she relished her
perversion. She wanted to wallow in it! To feel that long dog-tongue licking her pussy
until she couldn't stand it any more... until she had to get him to screw her!
The prospect of taking on a new dog lover, of feeling the Airedale's penis up inside her
pussy for the first time, made her whimper in uncontrollable desire.
Eyes closed, the brunette slumped down in the kitchen chair, easing her wide-open cunt
closer to the distracted dog's muzzle. He too was whimpering, licking her tangy pussy
juices with relish, prodding her thighs with his nose to push them even farther apart.
In her mind's eye, the girl was entertaining the vision of the Airedale's penis, long and
hard and ready for her. As his tongue stabbed hard against her pussy, she opened her
eyes wide. The first thing that caught her gaze was Puff's hard cock. The reality of it
was even better than her vision!
It was long and tapered... bright red in the full flush of canine arousal. He was ready for
her... just as she was for him. What was she waiting for?!
She reached for what was left of her screwdriver and drank it down. It gave her the last
bit of courage she needed. It put the finishing sparks on the flame blazing in her belly.
Wobbling unsteadily, she rose from the chair. It amused her to see the anxious look in
the dog's face. "Don't worry, Puff! Don't worry, boy! You're going to get just what you
want!... And so am I!"
The linoleum floor was uninviting, so she staggered into her bedroom. There, the floor
was covered with thick pile carpeting. She fell onto hands and knees and reached back
impatiently to pull her skirt up over her hips. She felt the cool wash of air on her
backside and sighed. "Oooohhh... feels good!"
The next thing she felt was the cold prod of the dog's nose. He had followed her
eagerly and was now reclaiming the booty she had tried to take away from him. He was
not going to let her go again. Without having to be coaxed, the dog mounted the
inviting target of her buttocks.
The lurid clasp of the animal's paws on her ass-flesh made the teenager quiver in
depraved arousal. She began to grind her buttocks back in large urgent circles. Just as
urgently, the dog began to lunge forward, trying to sink his stiff cock in her waiting
hole.
"Oooohhh!... that'a boy, Puff! Screw mee! Sink your big cock in my pussy! Oooohhh!"
Time after time, she experienced the frustration of feeling his cock-tip catch at her 
cunthole and then fall uselessly away. But there was one time that was better than all the
rest. That was the time it didn't fall away. The time the Airedale's swollen penis drove
far up into the brunette's wet pussy.
"Ooooiiiieeeeee! Jee-zuz! It's so big in meeeee!" She felt a hot stab of pain as the dog's
cock-head slammed against her cervix. Before she could really suffer, the pain melted
away into an overwhelming wash of pleasure. He was screwing her now! His penis was
working energetically back and forth in her rubbery damp pussy. His cock was filling
her to brimming and it was good! It was so good!
Lost in the orgiastic delirium of alcohol and sexual stimulation, the girl forgot all the
sad thoughts that had threatened to lay her low. It no longer mattered to her that the
only family she had known for the last couple of years had been glad to get rid of her.
That her new home was peopled with unhappy rich folk who changed their emotions
like they did their clothes. Who were more worried about whether she could cook and
polish silver than whether she was a nice person... a warm young person with a heart
that ached to filled and had been empty so long.
Deprived of the affection and support of her fellow humans, Kelly was willing to settle
for a load full of the same from her new canine companion. If her heart was not full,
her cunt certainly was. The dog's big cock was stretching her pussy like it had never
been stretched before. The pressure of his cock against the walls of her cunt made her
moan out a constant drunken refrain of urgent building passion.
She remembered that her pussy was still soaked with the remaining cum of the boy
who had screwed her so well that morning. She was rich in lovers! A faithful dog
yesterday! A boy today who would miss her! A handsome new canine friend who did
not usually take to strangers!
She would do okay without Jake and Millie. She had said she would show them and
already she was doing it! Her first night in the city and already she was getting laid!
Thrilling in the depths of her depravity, she ground her shapely asscheeks back at the
dog's rutting loins. The harder she drove back, the deeper his cock penetrated her
greedy hole... and the deeper she wanted it! She felt like a bottomless pit, striving for
filling, striving for ecstasy, striving for forgetfulness. She had a lot to forget... 
It was going to take a lot of filling to do the job!
Lost in her drunken haze, the girl had no idea how long she kneeled on hands and
knees on the rug, waving her bare ass back at the dog's passionate cock-stroking. His
unflagging rhythm hypnotized her. She was immersed in the sheer animal force of his
coupling rhythm. She was where she wanted to be... without thought, without feeling
for anything but the moment's lust.
It took her by surprise when she felt the filling shaft of his cock swell into explosive
orgasm. She felt the warm gush flooding her cunt. The jets of hot cum acted like a
trigger for her own pent-up passion. Her body was like the fireworks display on the
Fourth of July. She was gone! "Aaaaaggghhhhh! I'm cummm-ing-g-g!"
The release of all her tension, of the frightened energy building in her for the last days
and weeks, carried Kelly into the deepest sleep she had known for some time. She
didn't even notice when the dog got up and went out to the kitchen in search of food
and water – his reward for a job well done.
When the Slades got home, they peeked into Kelly's open doorway to see how she was
doing. Both Mary and Todd experienced a surge of excitement as they saw the girl,
naked from the waist down, sleeping on the floor. It excited them both to think she had
been playing with herself in their absence. But each carefully concealed the fact from
the other. They gave each other a long resigned look that said something like, "Well,
girls will be girls! I guess this is what you have to put up with to get help these days!"
Their charade fooled no one, but the jaded couple felt it necessary to keep it up, in
word at least, if not in deed. Both gave themselves away when they climbed into bed
that night.
Mary and Todd still shared the same bed, though they didn't always both spend the
night there. They usually slept facing away from each other, enjoying the ass to ass
contact of another naked body. This night, they slept face to face, with Todd's spent
cock still sheltered in the hot clutch of Mary's cum-soaked pussy.
Todd went to sleep with a secret. He had discovered the new maid's crotch-dampened
panties under the kitchen table and hidden them in his socks drawer. He planned to
use them for a little solitary pleasure, sometime when he was safely alone in the house.
Mary too had a secret. She knew Todd's secret... and she had exactly the same plans for
those flimsy white cotton panties!


Chapter 5

Within a few days, Mary Slade and her new dark-haired maid were becoming friends.
As soon as the older woman discovered how efficient Kelly was at her chores, she
relaxed. She had had a bad experience with the last maid and it was a relief to know
that things would be much more efficiently run under Kelly's care.
Mary knew that she was often an irritable bore. It was her defense against the
discomfort she felt about the failure of her marriage. Certainly, she and Todd had
worked things out on a very adult basis, but it pained Mary to know that Todd needed
to go out and find other women to be happy. She too had been getting bored with their
relationship, but what she had really needed from her husband was more attention and
not less.
When she was out with other people, she forgot about the basic loneliness in her life.
Often, when she was alone at home, her unhappiness overwhelmed her. To cover her
true feelings from her husband, she often became the classic bitch.
Soon she felt guilty about exhibiting that kind of behavior around the teenaged girl.
Kelly was a nice person, always trying to be sociable. Mary was stand-offish at first, but
gradually she began to relax. She began to look forward to their breakfasts and lunches
alone together. It was fun to have someone at home she could communicate with.
For a woman who had had so much all her life, Mary still recognized the needs of
others. She was touched by the meagerness of the teenager's personal possessions. She
began to give her little gifts: a bottle of cologne, a hairbrush with a tortoise-shell handle,
several pairs of frilly panties to make up for the cotton ones she and Todd had kept for
their own private thrills. She wondered with a little belly-tingle whether Kelly had ever
noticed the others were missing. Many times, she thought back to Kelly's first night in
the house, when they had discovered the girl, sleeping half-naked on her bedroom floor.
She wondered what Kelly was really like under the airy chit-chat and the youthful
energy for cooking and housework.
The twenty-five-year-old blonde had learned to distrust men through her experiences in
her marriage. That was why she could not bring herself to take on any male lovers. She
felt so much more comfortable in her relationships with women... and most important
of all, there she could feel sheltered and loved. With women, she could exhibit the
tenderest side of her nature... a side she guarded jealously from her philandering
husband.
She was just beginning to trust Kelly enough to show her her tender side. Though there
was nine years' difference in their ages, she began to see Kelly as a girl friend... a young
innocent girl from the country that she could take under her wing.
Mary had always been a restless sleeper, especially when she was sleeping alone. Todd
had left on a two-week business trip back east. Night after night, the blonde tossed and
turned, tried to read, grew bored. One night, she decided to see if her young maid
might still be awake. They could make some hot chocolate and talk for a while. That
would relax her.
She had no desire to waken Kelly if she was already asleep, so she crept stealthily down
the stairs and through the kitchen to Kelly's room. The door was open only a crack, but
Mary could make out a feeble glow of light. She was in luck! The girl, too, was restless
tonight!
Just as she was about to knock on the door, Mary was stopped by a strange unearthly
moan. "Uuuuuuhhhh!"
The blonde's hand froze in mid-air. Her first thought was of prowlers. Instead of
rushing to the phone, she decided to take a quick peek into the teenager's room. "Oh!"
She muffled the sound of her surprised exclamation just in time. Holding her hand to
her mouth, she moved her head closer to the crack in the door. It couldn't be real, what
she was seeing. But she just had to be sure!
Kelly was kneeling naked on her big four-poster, her tits swaying under her as she was
buffeted forward by the slamming of Puff's loins against her ass. The dog was screwing
her! His big cock appeared wet and slick from her pussy-hole. Mary got only a fleeting
glimpse of his obscenely coated hard-on before it disappeared once again up into her
twat.
Like a person in a trance, Mary watched the big dog-cock move back and forth the way
a hypnotist's subject watches the swaying pendulum. Kelly was screwing her dog! She
was screwing a brute animal! The woman had to say it over and over to herself before
she could even begin to believe it.
Her best moral instincts tried to goad her into barging into the room and pulling the
dog off the girl. The thought of the embarrassment of the situation – how Kelly would
feel and look when she knew she was discovered – held her back. That... and a perverse
desire to see more. To learn more about the sordid mechanics of sex between woman
and beast.
Mary had once been revolted by the pictures in one of Todd's magazines. They had
shown a woman being screwed by a dog, then by a donkey. The very thought had
almost turned the young wife's stomach. She had felt no excitement at all then.
That was why it was so difficult for her to understand the excitement she was feeling
now. Her pussy was flaring hotly. Her cunt throbbed with excited energy. She could
almost feel the passion in her own belly each time the teenager let out an ecstatic groan.
"Oh my God-d-d! Screw me, Puff! You're making my pussy feel so good, baby!" Kelly's
long dark hair flew about her head, making her look very wanton and appealing. Her
bit tits jiggled provocatively under her. Her lush ass-cheeks churned with feverish
rhythm as they worked back to meet the rushed onslaught of the dog's hard-on. Despite
the depravity of what she was doing, Mary was struck by how beautiful she looked.
As soon as she had learned to relax with the girl, Mary had recognized her beauty. It
was partly the physical perfection of youth, a strong body and a lovely face. Part of it
too was Kelly's eagerness to please, her openness and enthusiasm for life. Those
qualities had increased Mary's attractions to the teenager day by day.
Now that she was seeing her naked for the first time, Mary found the lustful attraction
almost overwhelming. Though her mind struggled to recoil from the brutal reality of
what Kelly was doing, her libido didn't care. She watched hypnotized as the brunette's
fine firm ass-cheeks worked with the rhythmic energy of a hula dancer. The longer she
watched Kelly's hobbling tits, the more fiercely she wanted to caress them, to feel the
pink nipples hardening between her lips. She wanted to scream out for Kelly to stop it...
no longer because she was revolted by the perversion of what she was doing... but
because she felt like she was being carried away by an infatuation that was growing
bigger than she was.
Though she had had several women lovers, the friendship had always come first and
then the loving. It was only after she became lovers with a woman that Mary learned to
desire her physically.
The process was being reversed with Kelly. She had never more than brushed the girl's
hand, but she wanted her... wanted her with an electric energy that threatened to
overwhelm her. And that despite the fact that Kelly was a girl who could get excited by
letting a dog screw her hot wet pussy!
Mary didn't even let herself think about this one past the first moment of realization –
maybe the sudden attraction was a perverse result of Kelly's depravity.
The more absorbed she became in the heated atmosphere that oozed from the room
like smoke from a chimney, the easier it was for Mary to focus on what was really
happening.
She no longer had to force herself to watch the red cock appear from and disappear into
Kelly's steaming cunt. In fact, her gaze gravitated to the lewd junction where pink
pussy absorbed hard red dog-cock. The longer she watched her pet's penis storming up
into the girl's tender portals, the hotter Mary got. She could feel the excitement juices
trickling from her pussy down her thighs. Impatiently she rubbed a hand over her cunt
through her nightie. Her knees almost buckled as she was struck by the intensity of the
passion lurking inside her. "Uuuhhh!" she grunted, just under her breath.
After that first touch, it was impossible for Mary not to go for more. In her stern moral
phase, Mary would have felt guilty as hell about stroking her pussy while she watched
her maid screw her dog. But the blonde had been subtly abandoning her barriers over
the past few days, in her husband's absence and Kelly's reassuring presence. It was easy
for her to lock into the fury of the country girl's arousal... particularly easy after she had
been goaded by the first touch of hand on pussy.
"Oh jee-zuz, Puff baby! I'm getting so high... sooooo hi-i-i-i! Do it to me! Screw meeee!"
Releasing the very last of her self-control, Kelly slammed her buttocks against Puff's
fuzzy loins. Her tongue lolled from her mouth as her eyes glazed over, her tits bounced
more wildly. She was climbing closer and closer to the inevitable orgasm. Her lips wore
a strange lusty grin. The grin provoked a hot spasm in the belly of the watching Mary.
The older woman was beginning to understand the thrill the girl got from screwing the
animal.
It was the perversion of it all! Kelly wasn't screwing Puff because there were no men
around. She liked to get it on with the dog because it was the most depraved thing she
could think of. She was getting out her ya-ya's, wrenching the lust from deep in her
soul. And there was no one to see, to be shocked by her arousal. No one, that is, that
she knew about.
Mary was beginning to revel in her own perversion. The perversion of being the
voyeur! She slipped her hand up under her nightie and reached for her frustrated
pussy-mound. "Aaahhh!" It was all she could do not to shriek with pleasure.
Her fingertip ran round and round the tip of her clitoris. The little bud was stiff and
throbbing from the obscene excitement of watching Kelly's antics on the bed with the
dog. It responded hotly to the woman's touch. It grew harder, even more sensitive.
Sweet agony tortured Mary's loins as she pressed her thighs together, rubbed her
fingers up and down either side of her clitoris. So aroused was she by the scene she was
witnessing, she was already on the very verge of climax. Her tongue lolled from her
mouth, the same way Kelly's was doing, as she reveled in her total surrender to lust.
It was easy for Mary to respond to the climactic crisis that suddenly exploded on the
bed.
"Oh yeah, Puff... cum in me, baby! Oh shit, yeah, make me cummmmm!" The girl's
face was totally distorted by her passion as she took the dog's jism deep into her belly.
Puff was clinging to her hips with a primitive fury, rocking his groin into her, emptying
his heavy load.
The sight took Mary over the top. Her clitoris quivered in lusty rage as it wrenched the
frustration from her body. The blonde grinned in relief. She had been needing that one.
But there was no time to dawdle! Any moment now, the alert dog might sense her
presence outside the door. She crept back along the hall to the stairway.
Mary was no longer worried about getting to sleep. Her body was more relaxed than it
had been in a long time. And she had gathered some fine new material for dreams. She
could hardly wait to see what her sleeping mind made of it all!


Chapter 6

Mary lay in bed late the next morning. She was a little nervous about facing Kelly,
afraid her face might give away the discovery she had made. She did not know yet how
to treat the girl, what to do about the raging passion she had developed for the young
brunette.
Apart from her pangs of embarrassment, the blonde woman was very turned on. She
enjoyed lying back in her large comfortable bed, reliving time and again the lurid scene
of the previous evening. Somewhere in the back of her mind loomed little tremors of
guilt, but it was not enough to stifle her enthusiasm for the throbbing orgasm she had
enjoyed at her own hand... or the lusty sight of the girl getting it off with the dog.
Todd kept a bottle of scotch in his bedside table. Mary stole a couple of drinks from his
cache, enjoying the way the alcohol let her relax and respond to her fantasies. She kept
seeing her Airedale Puff, imagining him with a big erection, ready to screw. The longer
she thought about it, the more she drank, the more determined she became.
She was going to have to do some experimenting of her own!
Her mind made up, Mary phoned downstairs and asked Kelly to go shopping for her.
She gave the girl a long list of food and sundries, chores that would keep Kelly
occupied at least four hours. The girl had already been given a check book for
household expenses. Mary did not have to see her before she left. She was glad. It was
hard enough trying to keep the slur from her voice over the telephone!
From her window, she watched the taxi pick Kelly up. A lurid little tremor shook her
pussy at the sight of the girl. Again, Mary's mind presented her with a vivid picture of
the teenager kneeling in front of the excited dog. The thought only hardened Mary's
resolve.
She went downstairs to fetch Puff. It was not often the animal was invited upstairs and
he followed his mistress eagerly. She coaxed him up onto the bed with a dog biscuit.
Reaching for the scotch, Mary poured herself another hefty shot. Now that the dog was
right here with her, scrambling over her and planting errant licks over her face and
hands, Mary felt almost faint with nervousness.
Another drink steadied her nerves... or rather, melted them. The excitement flowed
again. She was ready to be bold. Trembling, wide-eyed in anticipation, she pulled her
nightie up... up over her thighs, all the way up to her hips.
Her thick blonde pussy-patch was shamelessly exposed to the dog's gaze. The animal
ignored it. Mary giggled. She could understand Puff's confusion. He had certainly never
had this kind of signal from her before. She had never even undressed in front of him.
The thought had always made her just a little nervous.
She thought now she understood why. Perhaps she had always been secretly intrigued
by that hard erection that protruded from time to time from his furry sheath. Perhaps
Kelly had only proved to her the feasibility of an idea that had always lurked in the
back of her mind.
Whatever the case, Mary could feel the lust-darts soaring through her system as she
waited for the dog to pay some attention to her matted cunt. She had jacked off twice
more since last night's show and she knew her pussy was ripe. She could smell it
herself! Surely sooner or later the dog would notice!
Just to make sure he got the idea, she began to wriggle her buttocks slightly. Her 
pussymound bounced for him. Feeling wicked and intensely sexy, she parted her legs...
making the final commitment to her depraved intention. Now there was room for the
dog to explore!
Puff waited just a moment longer, licking nervously at his mistress's thighs, testing her,
waiting for a scolding. When it didn't come, he began to explore higher. At last, his
long smooth tongue swiped into the bush of her crotch-hair. It struck the peak of her
sensitized clitoris.
"Uuuuuhhh!" It took only one touch of that soft talented tongue to convince Mary that
she was on the right course. Wantonly, she spread her legs as far as they would go,
shimmied her pussy in closer to Puff's eager face.
With her tangy cunt served up to the animal like a roast on a platter, Puff went to work
in earnest, tonguing and exploring the fleshy pink gash of the woman's pussy.
From time to time, Mary reached for the scotch and took a sip. The fire burning
through her bloodstream kept her courage up. The fire soaring up from her exposed
genitals broke her remaining resistance down.
She kept thinking of Kelly... of how the girl had looked screwing her ass back at Puff's
loins. The memory inspired her own wriggles and sighs. Kelly would understand what
she was doing! She would sympathize with the raging need in the older woman's belly
that drove her to her depraved experimentation.
The loneliness, the sadness of her marriage had made of Mary a repressed, desperate
woman. It felt good to find a hard-rutting way to work out some of that tension and
frustration. To make her feel free of the nagging hurt that haunted every day of her life.
Many times, she thought of leaving Todd. Then she thought back to the good times...
and she no longer had the courage to say definitely that they could never come again.
She knew she wanted them back desperately. She wanted him back – all to herself. But
she couldn't tell him that.
So she would let the dog lick her twat. She would get drunk and throw all caution to
the winds! She would live for pleasure, the way Todd seemed to do, when he wasn't off
changing the skyline of one city or another. He had his girls! She had her dog!
She didn't want to think about any of that any longer! It was depressing her... and
Mary wanted to be through with depressions. She didn't want to think any more, to
hurt! She wanted to enjoy!
For it was only when she was enjoying, that Mary could stop herself from thinking.
And then she did it very well indeed!
"Oh God! It feels good, Puff! I never knew you could do such nice things for me!" Fired
with lusty determination, she reached for her tender pussy-lips and held them apart.
Held them so the dog's tongue could dig deeper into her craving slit. Held them to let
herself know that what was happening was no accident. She chose to make a lover of
her pet! She chose to have that tongue exploring her private parts, filling her belly with
sweet tremors of joy! She chose joy over sorrow! Happiness over rage! Pleasure over
self-denial!
And Kelly had shown her how! Shown her with her fiery youthful lust for life and
pleasure!
The blonde had enough excitement and enough booze running through her now that
she no longer had to think about what she was doing. She was able to concentrate
totally on the way the dog's tongue reached down along the crack between her buttocks
to take a hot swipe at her asshole. She could feel each tremor of passion as the tongue
slipped up along her cunt-furrow until it caught at the wet seeping hole of her pussy.
Each time he probed her there, she pushed down to meet him. She squirmed her cunt
round and round, forcing it down until his tongue was reaching her clitoris... and
making it ache with growing desire.
Mary was overwhelmed by the soft pleasure of the dog's tongue as it worked its way
into every fold of her hot snatch. The pleasure it bore was as addictive as the strongest
drug. It had her bucking her ass up off the bed, squirming at him, wailing for more of
his tireless tongue-stroking. "Uuuuuuhhhhhh! Oooooohhhhhh!"
The sound of her abandoned cries sent a special thrill up and down her spine. It was
exciting to listen to her own depravity, to hear the pitch of her voice grow more shrill
as she climbed closer to total bliss.
"Uuhh! More! Deeper!" As she lunged her hips frantically upward, trying to capture his
tongue in her belly, she realized that what she was after now was something his tongue
could not give her. She wanted to be filled by something hard and stiff and stretching.
She wanted his cock! His animal's cock!
Now was the moment of truth. Her whole being was tensed, prepared for the moment
of penetration. The only thing that could stop her was her own cowardice.
But cowardice was a characteristic that the alcohol had completely erased. Still
entertaining the picture of Kelly's wanton coupling, she scrambled over onto hands and
knees. A confused Puff watched her, waiting eagerly for whatever it was she expected of
him next. When he saw her round fleshy ass-cheeks waving at him, he at once stabbed
her ass-crack with his cold nose. She leapt forward in surprise, but Puff was right after
her. He was hot on the trail of pussy! His red pointed cock hung heavy from his cocksheath.
Anxiously, Mary looked back to see what was going on. The first thing she saw was
that lewdly dangling dog-penis. The sight made her heart flutter, her voice crack. "My
God... it's so big!" She hesitated only a moment, then she waved her ass back at his
face. "Stick it in me, boy! That's what I want! Your big hard cock!"
The dog nosed up between her ass-cheeks as far as he could get his head. Then,
convinced that what his cock was after was right in front of him, he mounted the
kneeling woman. His paws gripped her ample hips. His loins collided with her buttocks
as he struggled to sink his cock in her sweet-smelling cunt. Mary was a small woman,
much smaller than the teenager he was used to. The animal loomed awesomely over her
as he strove to bury his penis in her waiting hole.
The smack of his swollen cock against her thighs and the fury of the animal's efforts
inspired the kneeling woman with an overpowering need to be screwed, to have these
preliminaries past and the dog's stiff cock safely embedded in her clutching cunt.
"Ooooohhh... screw me, Puff!" she encouraged him wantonly. Her pussy fluttered
expectantly each time his cock caught purchase, then slipped away. The frustration in
her belly made her heave her ass like a bucking mule. "Get it in there, boy! Give me
your cock!"
She hadn't seen how Kelly managed to get the dog's cock into her pussy the first time.
But hunger forced Mary to be inventive. Too excited now to feel any shame at her
abandoned behavior, she reached back under and grabbed hold of Puff's rutting cock.
She guided his cock-tip to her waiting pussy. As expected, the Airedale thrust forward.
His penis drove deep up into her spasming twat.
"Ooooohhhh my-y-y-y God-d-d-d!" In desperation, the woman tried to wriggle free. He
was hurting her! She couldn't do it after all! But her feverish struggles only seemed to
increase the dog's energy. He scrambled close up behind her on his hind legs. His cock
worked roughly in and out of her stretched hole. Already he had established his own
canine version of a good sound fucking tempo. He was screwing the living daylights out
of the protesting woman!
The blonde was taken totally by surprise by the anguish her brutalized pussy was
suffering. She had had only Kelly's example to guide her and the teenager certainly
hadn't seemed to be feeling any pain. Her raunchy rhythm had made Mary expect the
same incredible pleasure. Instead she felt like the victim of a cruel joke. The dog's
ruthless pummeling ripped her breath away. It made her feel weak all over. She wanted
to cry... to laugh at what a fool she had been. A stupid, depraved fool! What had made
her think she could get away with such perversion?!
Just as the tears started to come to Mary's eyes, the pain began to fade. The
hopelessness of the situation had made the woman relax. What point in resisting when
she was cruel captive to the dog's lust?! It was then that her cunt learned how to
respond to the animal's feverish pace. Puff's cock-strokes came hard and fast and
filling... much more heedlessly than a man's. But there was a certain satisfaction in that
unthinking tempo. Her clinging pussy began to catch the mood of it... the delirious
excitement of being carried beyond herself, unable to do anything but kneel before the
thrusting cock and enjoy!
A woozy smile replaced the fear and panic in Mary's gray-green eyes. It was good after
all. She was getting screwed to capacity... filled as she had never been filled before... and
it was good, damned good!
"Oooooohhhhh... Puff-ff-ff! Screw meeeee!"
Once converted to the perverted rhythm of the animal's loving assault, the woman
became a raving fanatic. Nothing Puff could do was anything but wonderful. Any angle
of his stiff cock, they all felt good. She started to do some experimenting. Her ass tilted
this way, wriggled that way. A little extra pleasure here. A wanton groan of debased
abandon there. Now Mary could think back to Kelly and experience the same furious
passion that she had seen the girl going through. The brunette's example was again an
inspiration. Mary struggled to equal Kelly's energy and then to surpass it.
It was thrilling for the young wife to experiment with this new phase of her sexuality. It
was unlike anything she had done before. It was not like being with another person,
not like jacking off. She had started out firmly in control, but then it was the dog who
was calling the shots. Not someone she could reason with, tell to slow down or do it a
little more this way. Screwing Puff was like plugging into a machine that had no "off
button. She had to ride out the current, take whatever came. The sheer abandon, the
masochism of the situation made her tingle all the way down to her curling toes.
The more she immersed herself in the helplessness of her position, the stronger grew
Mary's responses to the dog's feverish rutting. She could feel his hairy loins smacking
against her ass at an increasingly frantic pace. The eagerness of his assault was
intoxicating. So was the lewd feel of his fur grazing her smooth sensitive skin. It was
the most telling part of her new depravity. His paws, his fur reminded her with glaring
force that she had slipped into the dark world of bestiality. Whereas once she would
have shuddered at the thought, now it only made her cunt throb more lustily.
Her pussy was so wet, she could hear the dog's penis sluicing in and out of her clinging
orifice. It was another obscene testimony to her abandon. The sound, like the sound of
her own cries, made her tremble in uncontrolled hunger.
The closer she got to the top, the more uncontrolled that hunger became. She didn't
know what she was doing any more. She was wriggling. She was wailing. She was
drowning in pleasure.
Then suddenly she was cumming. The dog's cock had grown awesomely huge in her
pussy, forcing her cunt to explode in hot waves of release. It was only when she was
halfway through the sweet ride that she realized the dog was cumming too! "Oh my
God! I can feel you cumming in me, Puff darling! Ooooohhh, I'm doing it too! Jee-zuzz-z-z!" 
She peaked, then she collapsed onto the mattress in a state of total bliss. She
couldn't have moved a muscle if she had wanted to.
The warm air wafted over her pussy, cooling it as it sucked up the mingled juices of her
dog's and her own excitement. She reached back to cover herself with her nightie and
discovered it was wet. Saliva! The dog had been dribbling it onto her back as he
screwed her.
She felt a last lewd shudder, a last awesome sense of her depravity. Then she dozed.
The tinkle of the telephone awoke her. "Kelly? Yes, darling. I'll be down for lunch in a
half-hour." Only after she hung up did she realize she had called the girl "darling" for
the first time. It thrilled her to think that someday the girl might learn about the
awesome secret they shared. Perhaps they might even develop some secrets of their
own. Just the two of them.


Chapter 7

Kelly was very pleased with the way things had turned out. She had expected work for
the Slades to be a grim unhappy routine. Instead she had made a new friend in Mrs.
Slade.
The pretty blonde had her meals with her almost every day now. Kelly felt that she was
gaining a family, her first since the death of her parents. Millie and Jake had never
really rated as a family. They had never let her get that close to them.
After the teenager had come back from her long shopping expedition the day before,
Mrs. Slade had come down to lunch relaxed and happy, the most relaxed and happy the
girl had seen her. Kelly was beginning to suspect that perhaps it was Mr. Slade's
presence that turned his wife into a bitch. Despite their reputation as an ideal couple,
perhaps they didn't get along at all in private.
Today, Mrs. Slade was having a woman friend in for lunch. Kelly couldn't help feeling
the slightest pang of jealousy when she saw how warm the two older woman were with
one another. Their closeness made her feel left out... reminded her that she was after all
just a servant. Someone to keep the boss company when she was bored.
She went back to the kitchen to finish preparing the seafood cocktails and salad Mrs.
Slade had ordered for lunch. She had told Kelly to take the afternoon off when she was
finished with lunch preparations. The girl still hadn't decided what to do with her free
time. So far, on her days off, she had stayed home and kept Mrs. Slade company. They
had walked the dog, or read, or played cribbage.
Kelly carried the big tray of food into the drawing room. "Oh thank you, Kelly!" Mrs.
Slade enthused. "It looks beautiful!" She took the girl's arm and led her to the drawing
room door. It was the first time she had ever touched the girl. Kelly enjoyed the warm
clasp of the slender hand. "Have a nice afternoon, dear!" The door shut in her face.
The girl felt let down. Right up to the last moment, she had been secretly hoping the
women would ask her to join them for lunch. She wanted desperately to be included in
Mrs. Slade's life, as much as possible.
She was suspicious of the eagerness with which her boss had led her out of the room.
What was so private about a couple of girl friends having lunch together that they had
to shut the door tight?!
She wandered out to the back garden and visited Puff. The dog was snoozing. Other
than a half-hearted wag of the tail, he paid her little attention. Kelly couldn't stop
thinking and wondering about what was going on in that drawing room. She wanted to
know what special secret things went on between grown women.
Suddenly she made a decision. "See you later, Puff." She tiptoed around the house to
the drawing room window. A thick hedge sheltered her from the street. No one would
know that she had spied on her mistress!
Keeping her head down, she stopped just under the window. The red velvet drapes
were drawn, but Kelly detected a crack where the light was still getting through. It was
just big enough for her to take a peek... but she would have to be very careful.
As soon as her eyes were at window level, Kelly realized she needn't have worried about
being seen. The two women were far too absorbed in each other to pay attention to
anything else.
They were kissing! Two grown women and they were kissing! Not like friends either...
like lovers!
Kelly's mouth and eyes grew wide in amazement as she watched the women squirming
together on the couch. Their mouths were working heatedly, inflating then hollowing
as they groped for one another's tongues. Their hands roved lustily. The guest, a
redhead whose name was Mrs. Roberts, had her hand inside Mrs. Slade's blouse! Mrs.
Slade was even bolder! Her hand was up under her guest's skirt! Kelly watched with
lurid fascination as Mrs. Roberts' legs slowly parted, yielding to the demanding search
of Mary Slade's hand.
The girl started in surprise as one of them began to moan. She hadn't realized the
window was open on one end. She could hear every lewd syllable: "Uuuuuhhh... God
it's good!"
The voice was slurred, heated with lust. Kelly could not tell whether it was Mrs. Slade
or Mrs. Roberts speaking. Their faces were buried against one another's necks!
"Lana darling, this time you've got to let me eat your pussy! I've been dreaming about it
for weeks! Let me make you feel good! Let me do it to you!"
The other woman's reply was a long drawn-out moan. Mrs. Slade took it for an
affirmative. She lowered herself onto her knees on the rug and scrambled between her
friend's thighs. Her trembling hands pushed up the hem of the visiting redhead's skirt.
"Ooohh, Mary!... Oooooohhh, Mary!"
Kelly watched in hypnotized amazement. She had had no idea that her boss indulged in
this kind of wanton depravity. The older woman looked so cool, so sophisticated. She
could never have imagined the blonde crawling between another woman's thighs,
struggling with the crotchband of her white lace panties.
She could not have imagined it, but she was seeing it – large as life. The teenager was
afraid to breathe for fear the fascinating image would disappear.
It seemed like a dream, watching Mrs. Slade groping with the flimsy crotchband of her
guest's panties... watching the redhead lolling her head back in excited surrender,
holding her legs open for her friend to explore. The urgent mewls and moans that
escaped their lips were more than a dream, however. They spoke straight to the
watching girl's pussy. She was becoming immersed in the erotic contagion of the
forbidden scene in front of her. Her cunt was getting wet!
Kelly had known for a long time that there were women who liked to make love to one
another. She had never thought much, though, about doing it herself. She had been too
busy exploring boys and her dog Laddie. Besides, she had not had any really close girl
friends – any close enough, that is, that she would dare try to seduce them. She didn't
want the other kids to think she was weird!
Watching Mrs. Slade tearing at her guest's panties, Kelly no longer thought the idea of
love between women was weird. Mrs. Slade was so perfect in everything she did. Surely,
if she was doing it, it was all right. Certainly, the two women seemed every bit as
excited as she herself got when she was making love with some male.
With grim determination, Mary Slade had torn the crotchband loose from her friend's
panties. Lana's pink pussy was defenseless before her now. Its glistening folds of flesh
beckoned the woman to explore its moist depths.
Kelly pressed her nose to the window, straining to catch the obscene details of what was
happening. Her boss's pale gold head clung to her visitor's crotch like a leech. The
brunette could tell that Mrs. Slade's mouth was moving. She was sucking on her girl
friend's pussy-lips!
"Oooooohhhhh!" Lana Roberts started to wail like a banshee. Her head was thrown
back. Her hands tangled in the blonde's hair, holding her close to her craving slit. She
rocked her hips up and down against the smaller woman's face, working out the
building passion that had made her eyes grow glassy and the corners of her mouth
droop wantonly. "Oh, eat my pussy, Mary darling! You're making me feel so good!"
Her friend's ecstatic cries seemed to inspire the kneeling woman. Her fingertips held
Lana's pink lips wide apart. Her head pulled back a little, so Kelly could catch the
nuances of her lovemaking as she worked her tongue over the hot gleaming flesh of the
redhead's exposed cunt.
She prodded her tongue into Lana Roberts' pussy-hair, stabbing the woman's clitoris,
making her shriek blissfully. She slipped her tongue all the way down between her
thighs... so far down that Kelly imagined she must be licking her asshole. Her head
hovered there a moment, then it worked back up. Up and down, up and down, Mary
was coating her lover's twat the way a painter does a wall. She wasn't missing anything.
Her appetite seemed boundless.
The longer she watched the depraved spectacle, the more excited Kelly grew. She could
feel her knees growing weak, threatening to buckle under her. Her pussy was flaring
eagerly. She was sure her panty-crotch must be soaked by now. Impulsively she reached
for her pussy-mound, as though to try to quell the fires burning there.
"Ooohh!" Instead of quieting her hunger, her touch fed it with a new rousing load of
fuel. She began to hump her pussy up at her hand, massaging her clitoris, letting herself
open to the feelings. Even through her skirt and her panties, it felt so good she was
afraid she would lose all control and warn the older women of her presence by her
wails. Just that first little "ooohh" had been dangerous enough!
As her attention returned to the scene inside, she realized how unlikely it was that
anything could disturb the women lovers' concentration. Mary Slade was eating pussy
with ferocious energy. Her friend's cunt was rocking up at her face just as abandonedly.
The redhead was grasping at the air, at the blonde's hair, at the couch... looking for any
support in her mounting passion. Her face looked like that of a crazy woman. Kelly had
never observed the naked face of lust before. The sight made her cunt burn more hotly
than ever.
Lana Roberts seemed to be steeling herself for some declaration. At last she blurted out:
"Me too! I want to do it too, Mary darling! Let me eat your pussy!"
The blonde needed no more coaxing than that. Without even raising her head from her
friend's pussy, she eased herself up onto the couch. She positioned her own loins in
front of the redhead's face. With wanton dexterity, she helped Mrs. Roberts push up
her dress.
The large woman struggled feverishly with her lover's panties. She managed to get them
off one leg and she didn't even bother with the other. She buried her face in the
vulnerable cunt-slit before her. Her passion erupted in lusty gurgles as she sucked on
her friend's hot seeping twat.
Kelly could never have imagined anything like it! Two voluptuous women, naked from
the hips down, squirming their greedy cunts into one another's faces. She could see
little of what Mrs. Roberts was doing, other than the fact that her head was buried
between Mrs. Slade's legs. The angle of the couch put Mrs. Slade's head closer to her.
But the woman was nibbling so hungrily, gripping her girl friend's buttocks so avidly,
Kelly could see only an enticing mixture of pale gold curls and red kinky cunt-hair.
And a pair of legs grappling with the hot afternoon air.
"Mmmmmppphhhh!"
"Uuuuuuuuhhh! It's sooooo... hhhnnnnn-hhhh!"
Boiling over with her own need, Kelly pulled up her skirt and slipped her hand into her
panties. Her clitoris was standing up, hard as a rock. She massaged it wantonly, driving
trembling pangs of arousal from her pussy all the way through her aroused young body.
Watching the women writhing on the couch, listening to them groan, she worked her
fingertips up and down over her passion-swollen clitoris. The little organ was becoming
more and more sensitive. It drew her in like an engulfing chasm of need. Its pulsing
pleasure drove her hand deeper. Forced her to plunge a finger up into her cunt.
To give herself room to work, she slipped her panties down over her ass-cheeks. They
fell all the way down to her ankles, resting lewdly there while she sawed first one
finger... and then two fingers in and out of her hot expanding twat.
Kelly could see that the women inside were climbing closer and closer to an orgasm.
They undulated their buttocks wantonly, serving their cunts up to one another's tireless
attentions. Their moans and cries never ceased. An atmosphere of total sensuality
radiated from the room and engulfed the teenaged girl crouching outside the window,
rubbing her cunt.
So intense was her growing excitement, even the lusty scene in the next room barely
held Kelly's attention. She could feel the crisis surging to the top. Weakening her.
Opening her up. Threatening to...
She heard the feverish cries inside the drawing room just as her own climax was upon
her. She clutched her pussy tight and wiggled her cunt into her palm as the waves of
pleasure flowed from her. She smiled to hear the heated declarations of the women
inside.
"I'm cumming! I'm cumming, Mary!"
"Oh, Lana! Uuuuuuhhh! Me too! I'm cumm-mm-ing-g-g!"
Her own cunt still throbbed blissfully as Kelly watched the women lovers churn
together. She took one long last look at the incredible scene. She wanted to remember it
all... every detail. She wanted to remember it forever. As if she could ever forget!
Now she had something to think about! Some new depravity to turn over in her mind,
to cherish, to turn on to... then perhaps eventually to try.
She knew she must leave, before the women regained their senses. Just one more look
inside. Mary was lying on top of Lana, her face still lost in her cunt. They were
motionless now, clinging to one another.
Kelly cast a brief wistful look at the luncheon tray on the table. It hadn't been touched!
Maybe now they'll have worked up an appetite, she thought mischievously. She pulled
up her panties and crept off. A long walk was what she needed. A long walk and lots of
thinking!


Chapter 8

The following morning, Mrs. Slade left early, telling Kelly she would be gone for the
day.
The girl was disappointed. She had been looking forward to having the older woman to
herself... to testing her out, to see if she might let something slip about her forbidden
sexual secret.
At times, the young brunette had worried about what Mrs. Slade might think if she
knew she liked to screw her dog, Puff. Kelly had never felt at all guilty about her
depravity. Rather, she had felt proud, defiant. But she wanted Mrs. Slade to approve of
her... so much so that she had begun to re-examine some of her more bizarre attitudes.
Now, though, things were different. Mrs. Slade had her unnatural secret too. Where the
girl came from, one sin was just as bad as another and Kelly quickly learning... just as
much fun. The girl didn't give guilt another thought. Mrs. Slade had her foibles, just
like her.
What she couldn't forget was the awesome sexuality her boss had demonstrated,
writhing on the couch with her girl friend. Before she had seen that, all Kelly's energy
was concentrated on becoming Mrs. Slade's friend. Now she had another thought in
mind.
She dreamed of becoming the beautiful blonde's lover.
All night she had tossed and turned, remembering how Mrs. Slade had acted, how she
had looked, what she had said. She recalled the ripe round curves of the older woman's
buttocks. A lewd little thrill raced through her as she imagined fondling them, kissing
them... then exploring down... down along her ass-cleft.
Such thoughts had never occurred to the girl before. Now they gave her a hot wet surge
in her young cunt. All morning... as she scrubbed floors, baked bread... she thought
about her petite, sexy boss. Her whole body was atingle with the lewd images dancing
in her head. She was a woman on fire!
Unable to stand her frustration, she looked for Puff. The dog would know how to
relieve the flames burning in her belly.
But Puff was nowhere to be found. Kelly decided to work off her lust in the garden. Of
all the chores she had ever done, she liked gardening best. The Slades had not assumed
that that would be part of her job, but she had asked to be allowed to do it. They were
hesitant at first, but when they saw what a fine job she did, they fired the gardener and
let Kelly have her lead. She had planted a special little flowerbed of pansies and
petunias, because she knew Mrs. Slade liked them.
In the midday heat, she knelt down to weed among the flowers. The work and the
direct rays of the sun made her sweat. The heat was sensual on the brunette's skin. She
decided to take advantage of the private yard and remove her blouse. Her ripe young
tits bounced as she attacked the weeds with renewed fervor. Her taut ass wriggled in
her short shorts.
Her ploy had almost worked. For the moment she had forgotten all about her body's
sexual frustrations. What reminded her was a cold prod up between her thighs.
"Ooooohhh!" she cried. Startled, she wriggled forward and turned around. "Puff... you
scared me!" Her fright quickly faded into lusty arousal as she spied the dog's protruding
hard-on. The smell of her excitement had turned him on!
"You devil you!" she scolded the animal, but her voice was shaking. Her whole body
was atremor with the thought of what she knew she would do next.
The delicious depravity of it aroused her intensely. She wanted to make it in the garden,
right here, with the hot sun beating down on her naked ass. That would equal anything
she had seen Mrs. Slade do yesterday! That would be just as exciting!
Again she saw Mrs. Slade's blonde head buried against her girl friend's snatch. She was
inspired with a new lewd fantasy... about how wonderful it would be to lick her boss's
pussy while the dog screwed her from behind!
Depravity was Kelly's special weakness. She had thought she had found its depths when
she started screwing dogs. She had been wrong! There were new worlds to conquer and
she could hardly wait. She wanted to taste pussy-hot, excited pussy!
Her quivering fingers unbuttoned her shorts. She pulled them down over her shapely
buttocks, paused to stick a finger deep up into her cunt. Puff was nosing her busily, but
for the moment Kelly paid him no mind.
She wanted to taste it, taste the juices of her own passion.
She ran the tip of the finger that had been up in her twat over her lips. The smell was
ripe and oddly pleasing. She pushed her finger a little way into her mouth. She began to
suck it. Her tongue licked her hand clean of her erotic perfume.
"Mmmmmm..." Thoroughly aroused now by her wanton gesture, Kelly pulled off her
shorts and knelt for the dog's inspection. His nose prodded her backside urgently. It
was just a moment before he had satisfied himself that he had found a hot warm hiding
place for his aching penis. He mounted the girl and began to rut forward. "Uuuuhhh...
God-d-d! Get it in me, lover!" the teenager moaned. She was going all out this time.
Kelly had been nursing an intense excitement since yesterday afternoon. She needed
this screw badly. She needed to drive the demons from deep in her twitching belly.
The girl was intensely aware of the smell of her passion that wafted up to her, hot and
ripe. The dog's loins buffeted her mercilessly forward, driving desperate bleats of
excitement from her throat. Kelly squirmed her ass from side to side, up and down. She
was driven to the point of madness by the harsh slap of the dog's heavy swollen cock,
flaying her thighs at each unsuccessful stroke. "Ooooohhh... Puff... I need it so bad,
lover!"
Her next rearward slam was particularly ruthless. It was a lucky stroke! The dog's penis
found its mark and surged deep into her clenching cunt! The suddenness of his entry...
the delicious promise of being so thoroughly filled... made her shake her dark hair
crazily around her head and screw back, shrieking victoriously. "Ooooohhh... jee-zuz-zz! 
It's so damned good, baby! Do it to meeee!"
The dog seemed to understand the girl's need perfectly. Or perhaps it was simply that it
so closely matched his own. Gripping her hips in a vise-like embrace, he speared his
cock into her pussy... time after time. His rhythm was quick, staccato-like, urgent. It
was a lusty tempo that defied interference. The animal had his mate and he wasn't
going to let her go until he had filled her full of heated thick cum-juices.
Kelly was ecstatic. Everything about her impromptu session was perversely thrilling.
The warm caress of the hot summer sun on her naked skin! The twittering of the birds
in the bushes nearby. They reminded her of how close she had stooped to becoming an
animal herself – kneeling in the dirt, taking a dog's cock up into her greedy twat.
Reveling in the joy of being alive, of being young, of being well and thoroughly
screwed!
Puff's cock seemed unusually hard and relentless. It drove the girl to sweet pinnacles of
abandon. She could feel every little twist and nudge as her pussy-muscles struggled to
accommodate his feverish instrokes. She could feel his penis battering her cervix deep
inside, forcing a cry of pleasured anguish from her throat. Making her wriggle back for
more of the harsh demented treatment.
As she crouched slavishly before the aroused Airedale, she thought back once again to
her pretty boss. She remembered the abandoned fervor with which Mary Slade had
investigated her girl friend's pussy. In her lustful state, the teenager could almost
imagine what it would be like, to have the older woman's blonde-thatched cunt in front
of her now. What it would feel like to stab her tongue against Mrs. Slade's clitoris, to
savor the juices of her hot pussy. The taste of her own cunt-juices was still fresh in
Kelly's mouth. It inspired her to increasingly obscene thoughts... and deeds.
Relishing the way her full tits joggled under her as she moved, Kelly bucked back
against Puff's loins like a cowboy trying to tame a wild stallion. She was tireless. Fatigue
had no place in a pleasure world where everything inspired her senses, fed her body
with tingling jolts of determination to see, feel and do more. More... always more!
"Oh Puff! Do it to me harder! I want more, baby! Ooooohhh... it feels... uuuhhhhh jeezuz-z-z!"
Though it scarcely seemed possible, the animal had increased his screwing pace. He was
stabbing his cock into her pussy with amazing energy. Kelly felt like there were red
lights blinking inside her, strobes flashing, sirens warning of the impending crisis.
"Eeeeee... I'm... oh God I'm cummm-mm-ing-g-g!"
Even in the midst of her delirium, the girl was still seeing herself eating Mrs. Slade's
pussy. Savoring the heated flavors of her sopping twat. She could almost hear the older
woman's cries of pleasure as she praised Kelly for her lovemaking... telling her she had
never felt anything like it!
Her dreams had become almost as good as reality. Kelly was filled with a new resolve.
She had to do it! She had to become Mrs. Slade's lover! She licked her lips as she was
thrust forward by the last powerful surge of the dog's energy. He was cumming too,
falling prey to the hot spasms of her taut, climaxing cunt.
Kelly lay sprawled in the flowerbed, relishing the flow of the hot cum-juices trickling
between her thighs. She was only half aware that the dog his dismounted, that the
excitement was over.
For her mind was still ablaze with lewd plans. Plans for the seduction of her boss, the
voluptuous blonde with the manner of a prim schoolmarm and the passion of a whore
who is in it for the love of the art.


Chapter 9

There were times when nothing appealed to Mary Slade as much as a quiet afternoon
alone, getting drunk and forgetting about the hard ways of the world. She didn't get
very drunk. Just enough to release her tensions, her inhibitions. Just enough to let her
fantasize for a while about what might have been, if she hadn't married Todd, if their
relationship hadn't gone stale.
It was raining. Mary was getting bored with poring over designs for Christmas cards,
with the fine intricate work it involved. She decided instead to make the afternoon time
for herself. To take a break from her work!
She felt safe from prying eyes. Kelly was busy in the kitchen. The girl never bothered
her anyway when she was working. Mary liked her attitude. It was nice to have a young
person around who respected privacy.
She served herself from a shaker of martinis, relishing the warm relaxing feeling that
flowed through her loins as she drank. She thought about Kelly.
She was still hiding a strong passion for the girl. But Mary was essentially a
conservative woman. She was careful about whom she got involved with and how.
Always discreet, she worried about the advisability of getting physically involved with a
sixteen-year-old girl. If anything should happen... if her cover should be blown... it
would mean the end of her marriage. She was sure Todd would never understand her
passion for women.
Lana was her own age. She knew what she wanted from life. Mary could trust her. But
Kelly was still a child, a fairly innocent child, despite her lewd passion for dogs. Mary
sensed her need for love. It was like her own in a way, but perhaps more desperate,
more uncontrolled. Kelly was still young enough to believe in the essential goodness of
the world. If she fell in love with Mary, if she became emotionally dependent, the
situation might become sticky. The blonde was not sure she was ready to make that
kind of commitment to a friendless girl. There was always Todd to consider. She
worried what Todd might think. Todd was a rational man and he expected Mary to be
that way too. What would he think of her taking the girl under her wing, making her
more than a servant, a member of the family?
For, she thought, she couldn't become Kelly's lover and still treat her as a servant.
Her thoughts were depressing Mary. Sometimes she regretted being such a reasonable
woman. There were times when she would have liked to forget about being rational... to
act on impulse for a change. Her one concession to impulse these days was Puff and
though she had enjoyed their mating that first time, she had been unable to repeat the
experience. It was too hard to be sure she would not be disturbed. The thought of
arousing any suspicions terrified her.
If Todd would never understand her making love to a woman, what would he think of a
dog?!
The alcohol was slowly having its desired effect. It was breaking Mary free of the bonds
of her own conscience. It was letting her feel sexy... feel relaxed... feel open to the
harmony of her own body.
And her body was horny. Over the last few days, it had been building up a new load of
frustration. It had been craving a chance to let go, to feel the passions flowing deep
inside.
The blonde was wearing a simple shapeless muu-muu. She liked to be comfortable
when she was working. Now though, the voluminous material stifled her. It was a
warm day. She wanted to enjoy the touch of the air on her body. She wanted to enjoy
the sense of her own voluptuous nakedness.
Pulling the garment over her head, she inspected herself critically in the mirror. The
first thing that struck her was the little sensual grin teasing the corners of her mouth. It
was a grin that appeared only on certain occasions: when she was tipsy, or when she
was turned on. Right now, she was both. A lewd tremor ran through her belly as she
gazed at the frank lust in her face.
Mary wore only thin nylon panties. She could see the kinky tufts of her pubic hair right
through them. She ground her hips suggestively, admiring her full swelling hips and
her large, out thrusting breasts. From the time she had sprouted them, Mary had always
been especially proud of her big round tits. They made up in some way for the fact that
she was only five-foot-one, when she had dreamed as a child of growing up tall and
elegant. She had learned quickly that, with big tits, a woman could command the
respect and attention from men that she had thought belonged only to large imposing
women.
Stretching out on the couch, Mary propped herself up with pillows. She struck a pose
that she thought would be worthy of a Playboy pin-up. Sipping hungrily on her
martini, she began to caress herself. She was ashiver with sensation. The hot flash of
alcohol flowing through her. The need throbbing in her belly. The soft touch of her
hand on her smooth flesh. And the soft yielding response of that flesh to the hand that
groped it shamelessly.
Her finger dipped into her panties, fondling the curly wisps of pussy-hair. It moved
lower. It found her hard clitoris. The little bud was already swollen to capacity by the
excitement of her self-examination. It responded eagerly to the bold finger that worked
its way round... and round...
Kelly was finished with her cooking chores. She sat on a stool sipping wine for courage.
She had been thinking about Mrs. Slade almost non-stop for the last couple of days.
The girl had determined that today was the day to stop thinking.
It was time to act!
All the time she had been working, she had been sipping at the wine, enjoying the
tingle in her pussy as she savored her lustful resolve. Today seemed the perfect day for a
seduction. It was raining outside. It made the house seem a very safe, cozy place to be.
And the beautiful Mrs. Slade was all hers... sitting up in her office, bent over her
drawing board.
The brunette knew Mrs. Slade didn't like to be disturbed when she was working. She
had always respected the woman's wishes. But today would be different. She could only
hope that when Mrs. Slade learned what was on her mind, she would welcome the
interruption.
As though she were getting ready for a date, she put on a pretty dress that Mrs. Slade
had bought her. She arranged her hair and applied lipstick carefully to her full sensual
lips. She rubbed her thighs salaciously together before she went upstairs. It thrilled her,
to feel her cunt-hair fielding her. She was wearing no panties!
As an excuse for her interruption, she carried a tray with tea and fresh made cookies
and tarts. It was a surprise for the lovely young wife. She had made the things she knew
Mrs. Slade liked best.
Standing in front of the door to her boss's workroom, Kelly took one last deep breath.
She brushed a hand over her crotch, to remind herself of the purpose she had in mind.
She knocked briefly and before waiting for a reply, she went inside.
The sight that greeted her was better than the girl's best expectations. Mary Slade was
lying on the couch, stretched out like some Venus in an obscene painting. She was
naked except for a pair of flimsy panties. Her hand was inside her panties, frozen in
place now by the shock of the girl's entry. Mrs. Slade's mouth dropped open. She
looked at the girl through hazy gray-green eyes. Kelly realized that her boss, too, had
been drinking. The evidence was the martini glass and the half-empty shaker at her
side.
The teenager hastened to reassure her beautiful boss. She wanted to let her know that
she hadn't been compromised. Far from being shocked by what Mrs. Slade was doing,
Kelly was delighted! "You look beautiful, Mrs. Slade." She set the tray down on the
table. "I brought you some tea and treats, but..." Here she hesitated, scarcely daring to
make the commitment. At last she forced herself. "... I really came to see you. I wanted
to tell you... how wonderful I think you are... You turn me on, Mrs. Slade!" The last
words came out in a rush.
They were not so rushed that Mary couldn't understand them clearly. Despite the
blonde's good intentions and her inner warnings against surrendering to the girl's
charms, her cunt began to throb. It excited her intensely to know that Kelly had been
suffering the same agony of attraction as she herself had.
Instead of worrying about what the girl would think, catching her in the act with her
fingers inside her panties, Mary was admiring how beautiful the brunette looked.
Her clitoris was pulsing. Her belly was white-hot with arousal. What she had been
daydreaming about was standing right in front of her now, ready and willing to be
taken. Even Mary Slade could not resist such temptation. Good sense be damned, she
wanted Kelly. She wanted to taste her sweet young pussy. She wanted to make love to
her!
"Take off your clothes, darling!" She had to clear her throat to get the words out. Mary
was lost in lust. There was no stopping her now! When she was aroused, then she was
the wanton free woman she would have liked to be all the time!
Kelly did not have to be told a second time. Still, she was so awestruck by hearing the
words she had dreamed about for days, it took her a moment to respond. When she
did, she was quick. She had only the dress and her shoes to contend with. She stood a
little awkwardly in front of the near-naked older woman, unsure what to do next,
waiting for an invitation. The lecherous look in Mrs. Slade's eyes as she looked her over
made her pussy flare wetly.
"Mrs. Slade?..." she began. "Am I... all right?" She knew from the look on the blonde's
face that she was all right, but she wanted to break the awkward stillness. She wanted to
hear Mary Slade tell her that she liked the way she looked!
Now that she had made up her mind that she was going to go through with it, Mary
felt in no hurry. She enjoyed the forbidden pleasure of surveying the teenager's lovely
body at her leisure. It excited her to see that the girl was tense, anxious. She wanted her
to be that way. She wanted her to be well primed for the first touch between them. She
wanted it to be wanton ecstasy from the first moment.
And already she knew it would be! She knew it from the youthful eagerness in Kelly's
face... and from the incredible hot throbbing in her own pussy. She had never been so
excited by a woman. Lana was wonderful but... Kelly was the forbidden fruit. The fresh
young fruit of early womanhood. She was new to his love between women. Mary could
tell by her hesitancy. The idea of teaching the girl the joys of lesbianism had her twat
tingling in anticipation.
Though she had dreamed of seeing Kelly naked, the reality surpassed the fantasy. She
had already seen the girl's ripe round ass-cheeks that first night when she and Todd had
found her sleeping half-naked on the rug, obviously recovering from some lewd selfexploring.
To see all of her was an intense delight. Her tits were so large and lush. Mary wanted to
squeeze them, to taste them. Her waist seemed so tiny in comparison to her womanly
breasts and hips. She was like a young love goddess. Her thick dark thatch of cunt-hair
pointed brazenly to the site of love – her hot young pussy!
Relaxed now, Mary felt very much in control of her surging excitement. She knew just
what to do, what to say. She was like a gourmet who likes to savor the smell and sight
of what he is about to devour. Saving the best for last.
Sitting up on the couch, she motioned the girl to come closer. "You're very beautiful,
Kelly. Very beautiful." When the brunette was standing right over her, her cunt level
with Mary's face, the older woman surrendered herself completely to lewdness. She
extended her tongue and stabbed through the dark forest of Kelly's pussy-hair. She
found the tip of the girl's clitoris. It was already slick with her juices. "Mmmmmm..."
With abandoned eagerness, she began to suck the little member.
Overwhelmed by the intense way their encounter was starting out, Kelly could do
nothing at first but stare open-mouthed at the lustful sight of Mary Slade eating her
pussy. It had been thrilling to watch her with her girl friend Lana. It was wanton
heaven to feel the way her tongue swirled over her own clitoris... coating its rigid
contours with saliva.
It was happening! She was being made love to by a woman! The woman she admired
most in the world! The very perversity of her situation made her vibrate in urgent
passion.
"Oooooooohhh," she cried helplessly. "I'm cummmmm-ing-g-g!"
The irony of it all! Here, she had planned to seduce Mrs. Slade. Instead her boss was
driving her to the other reaches of ecstasy, without Kelly's having to do anything but
stand here and take it.
Not that standing was all that easy! In fact, it was becoming more and more difficult.
She clutched at the pale blonde tangle of Mrs. Slade's curls, striving to keep her
balance... and to drive the probing mouth deeper into her excited cunt.
One orgasm was only going to be an appetizer on this lusty occasion! She knew that
already!
"Jee-zuz-z-z-z! Your mouth feels so wonderful, Mrs. Slade!"
"Mary, darling. Call me Mary! Mmmmm, you have such a sweet-tasting pussy." Mary
was telling no lie. No cunt she had ever eaten had had this same sweet flavor. It was a
forbidden treat to lap up her hot juices.
Mary was thrilled that she had already brought the brunette a jolting orgasm... and just
from licking her clitoris! She was impressed and astounded by the abandon of the girl.
Though she had watched her with Puff, it was something else to relish her every twitch
and moan as she ate Kelly's pussy. The fever-pitch of the girl's excitement inspired
Mary's own. She nuzzled her face in closer, smiling to herself at the way Kelly tilted her
cunt-mound upward, to let her in deeper. She was quite a girl. She knew how to get the
best for her hungry little pussy!
Mary herself was moaning lustily as she struggled to stab the girl's pussy with her
pointed tongue. The juices were flowing thick and wet from Kelly's twat. They were an
endless source of stimulation to the sensual Mary. She sniffed them, licked them,
relished the lewd coating they made on her face around her mouth.
The longer the older woman made love to her cunt, the hotter the girl got. The more
anxious to test her own conversion to lesbianism. It was one thing to let Mrs. Slade...
Mary... eat her pussy. That was as easy as yielding to pleasure. But she wanted to taste
the other woman's pussy-juices too. She wanted to be an active participant in their
lovemaking. She wanted to make a reality of the recurring fantasy in which she had
licked Mary Slade's twat!
"Ohhhhh, Mrs. Slade... I mean, Mary..." It was hard for the girl to adjust to the
familiarity of using her boss's first name. The respect she felt for the blonde still made
her "Mrs. Slade." She didn't want to abandon that formality. She didn't want to give up
the special place she had made in her heart for a woman she thought of as "Mrs. Slade."
"Let me do it too! Pleee-ze! Let me taste you... down there!"
The girl's hesitant words made the older woman's pussy flutter in lewd anticipation.
How could she turn down such a lusty request? How could she deny herself and the
girl, the right to know each other totally?
She hadn't expected things to go this fast... but once Mary Slade abandoned herself to
her sensual inner nature, she pulled out all the stops. She didn't make love in stages.
She made love totally, with all her heart, soul and body. "Oh darling, yes! Make love to
meee! Eat my pussy!"
It was hard to forsake that delicious-tasting pussy, even for a moment. But she quickly
pulled off her panties. She helped the girl position herself on top of her on the couch.
She had Kelly kneel so her young cunt was in Mary's face... and Mary's pulsing pussy
was wriggling right under Kelly's nose!
Instinctively, Mary knew what an awesome step this was for the girl. It was the same
awesome step she herself had gone through only a couple of years before. To actually
stick out her tongue and taste cunt... to abandon herself to making love to another of
the same sex... It was not something to be taken lightly. It was coming face to face with
a secret forbidden side of oneself.
Mary knew already how great the rewards of such depravity could be. She was anxious
for Kelly to sample them, too. She was anxious to feel the virgin mouth on her needing
pussy!
The alcohol made the older woman impatient. In her sober state, she would have
worried about whether this was the right thing for a young girl. In her light-headed
euphoria, she knew by guts and lust that it was exactly what Kelly should do. For she
was going to give the brunette an experience to remember!
Holding apart the delicate lips of the pink pussy poised over her, Mary stuck out her
tongue and stabbed deep up into the heated flesh. The angle was better now and she
could get deeper. She was rewarded at once for her ardent efforts by Kelly's throaty
groan and an urgent lurch of her hips, down toward the blonde's face.
"Mmmmpphhh!" Mary was trapped now, pinned down by hot squirming pussy. At the
moment, there was no finger place on earth as far as Mary was concerned. She ate with
appetite, investigating every furrow of the brunette's eager twat.
It was the wanton selflessness with which her boss was giving herself to her that made
Kelly take the plunge. Mary Slade was eating her cunt with savage energy. She was
bringing the girl a joy she had never known before. A joy of depravity. A joy of being
depraved with someone who was special... her first special person.
For all this wealth of love and sensation, Kelly had to make a repayment. She had to
taste that pussy. She had to make her lurid dreams come true.
Remembering the inciting taste of her own pussy-juices, the teenager licked the wet
flesh of Mary Slade's cunt-furrow. The flavor was zesty, more pronounced than her
own. It acted like a lurid aphrodisiac on the girl's tortured senses. One taste could never
be enough! She had to have more... and more... and she did.
For an instant, Mary Slade's mouth fell slackly open. She forgot to lick and suck the
wet twat above her. She was amazed by the savage fervor with which the teenaged girl
was eating her hot ready cunt. She was overwhelmed by the steady rain of excitement
that washed over her. She was burning up!
"Uuuuuuuhhhh... Kelly darling... you're... oh my God-d-d! Do it like that!" Not
thinking, responding to the lust running rampant in her belly, she opened her mouth
for the next assault of the girl's churning loins. While Kelly explored her own
squirming pussy, she worked to drive her to a fever-pitch of arousal. She wanted to take
the girl to lusty places she had never been!
Kelly was a natural subject for Mary to work out her pleasure on. The blonde had never
known a woman so wanton, so eager. So talented in the fevered maneuvering of her
lips and tongue. "Your pussy tastes so good, Kelly! Eat me... ooohh, eat meee!"
With the joyous cries of her boss ringing in her ears, the young maid experimented
with the trembling moist cunt beneath her. She ran her tongue around the rigid
membrane of Mary's clitoris. She drove it farther along, to the seeping hole of her
pussy. She lapped up the juices hungrily, as quickly as they appeared. She drove her
tongue up inside in search of more. The sounds of Mary's passion were music to her
ears. They told her she had conquered her worst fear... the fear that she would not
know how to return the pleasure she was receiving.
The louder Mary moaned, the more ecstatically she wriggled her hips, the more
confident the girl became. She no longer felt like an awkward learner in the situation.
Every groan of praise from Mary was like a hot coal on the bed of her passion. She
became more assertive, moving the older woman's thighs wider apart, nibbling her
clitoris until she begged for mercy.
Kelly was going back to the fantasies she had entertained about making love to her
boss. She remembered the dominant role she had imagined herself taking. There were
things she wanted to do. Things she wanted to make happen. It was time to become an
aggressive lover!
With new determination, she drove her face into the fragrant richness of the blonde's
snatch. She licked lewdly down, down between the open thighs, until she had found
Mary's puckered anus. Her tongue prodded there, driving new squeals of delight from
her lover's throat. Satisfied at this new lurid discovery of her powers, Kelly licked all the
way down from Mary's clitoris to her anus, again, again, again... until the older woman
was a moaning hulk of ecstasy.
Mary took her revenge by dealing the same blow to Kelly. She began to prod her
tongue against the girl's asshole, forcing it a little way inside, until the teenager was
squealing wildly, though still tonguing her twat with the same ardor. Perhaps even
more!
For the better the women gave one another, the better they got! They were pushing
each other to the peaks of perverted ecstasy. First one took the lead, then the other.
Mary was astounded by the girl's boldness. And pleased too. The older woman was no
longer in the mood to be a teacher. She wanted to play rough and hard.
And Kelly was a match for her every step of the way!
The brunette was going higher and higher... so high she had to have more, even more
stimulus. She shoved a finger into her new lover's anus while her tongue worried her
clitoris. At once, she received the same treatment from Mary. The effect was almost
instantaneous.
First one, then the other, was cumming!
"Oh my God, Kelly darling... I'm cummmm-ing-g-g!" The woman thought she had
never cum so hard in her life. It was so intensely satisfying to share such urgent, 
noholds-barred passion. And the girl was only sixteen! She was a marvel! Still too young
to think she ought to put any chains on her burgeoning passion!
"Mmmmm... uuuuhhh... oh yeah-h-h!... Me too! I'm cumming-g-g-g! Oooohhh, Maryy-y!"
It was easy for Kelly to call her lover by her first name now. At last they had become
equals! Kelly had never been so happy!


Chapter 10

Though they had cum intensely, both women were still very turned on.
They sat side by side, sipping martinis from the same glass, fondling one another's wet
pussies. There were no barriers between them now. They felt comfortable... as if they
had been lovers for a long time. But they were not too comfortable. Both still throbbed
with aroused passion. Both still wanted something more.
Kelly had been over whelmed by Mary's raunchy seduction. Now she wanted to take
the lead... to overwhelm the older woman... to bring her an intense forbidden thrill like
none, the girl was sure, she had ever known.
She wanted to watch Mary screw Puff!
It was a daring plan. The girl had no idea how the blonde would react. She might be
thoroughly revolted. On the other hand, Mary was pretty tipsy... just like she herself
was. She might be open to some lurid experimentation. She might trust Kelly enough...
Unknown to the teenager, Mary was already toying with the same perverted idea. She
thought Puff would make an interesting addition to their sex-play. But how to tell Kelly
that she had spied on her once... and then had tried the dog's stiff penis for herself?!
She didn't have to worry about that. Though she trembled at her own boldness, Kelly
broached the subject herself.
The brunette began to nibble the older woman's ear, blowing soft air up inside. She
stroked her moist cunt at the same time, wrenching mewls from Mary's throat. Making
the mistress of the house spread her legs for more of her maid's rude strokes.
"Mary," she whispered at last. Her tongue probed her friend's eardrum. "I bet you'd
like something delicious and hard up in your pussy. Something bigger than my finger?"
Mary quivered all over. She knew what was coming. "Oh God, yes, darling! I'm so
turned on!" She let her head loll back against the couch, her thighs spread wide. She
was leaving herself wide open for the brunette's obscene plan.
"I'm going to make you feel good," the girl promised her. "Better than you've ever felt
before." Kelly kissed her woman lover hotly before running from the room. "Don't
move a muscle," she called over her shoulder. "I'll be right back!"
True to her promise, she was gone only a couple of minutes. She found the dog
sleeping by the radiator in the kitchen and woke him up by tickling his belly. He
immediately got a hard-on. "That's a boy! Wait'll you see what I've got for you!" Puff
trotted happily up the stairs after her. It was a rare treat for him to be invited upstairs.
Mary was still sprawled lewdly on the couch. Her eyes were closed. Her face wore an
ecstatic grin. Her pink pussy peeked from between the kinky strands of her cunt-hair.
She was the very picture of depravity. So the girl saw her as she led Puff over to his
mistress.
The brunette began to rub her hands salaciously over the older woman's body. She
leaned forward to whisper hotly in her ear. "Open your eyes, Mary. I've brought you a
surprise."
Kelly was more surprised than Mary seemed to be. It astounded her that the blonde
didn't seem the least bit confused by Puff's presence. She still grinned raunchily. Her
tongue ran hungrily over her lips. Kelly began to suspect that maybe this wasn't going
to be such a total surprise after all. She wondered if Mary didn't already share her base
perversion.
The idea made the brunette's cunt tingle. She had been worried about her boss's
reaction. She was worried no longer. She knew they were going to have a wonderful
time!!
"Oooohhh!... loook... Puff's got a hard-on!" The blonde's voice was thick with naked
desire.
Kelly looked quickly toward the animal. It was true! His penis was hard once again. He
was reacting to the odor of hot cunt in the air. She called the dog over, guiding him in
between Mary's open legs. "Look, boy! Look what's here! Nice hot pussy!" She grinned
ironically at her boss. "I was hoping we could share this... but I was afraid you'd be
shocked. I'm not worried about that anymore."
Mary simply grinned wantonly and reached for her pussy-lips. She held them apart,
baring her whole snatch to the dog's greedy gaze. His nose prodded her pink flesh and
she howled ecstatically. "Ooooohhh, Puff baby... more!"
For just a moment, Mary thought with amusement of what a great friend alcohol was.
Sober, she would feel self-conscious baring her cunt to a dog's tongue in front of her
young maid. Drunk, her depravity only excited her. And so did the obvious excitement
in Kelly's attentive face.
"Eeeeee... jeez-z-z!" The dog's tongue swept over her hot twat and Mary was good for
no more thinking. Her head fell back once again against the couch. Her eyes closed.
Her mouth was wreathed in ecstasy.
To quell the passionate arousal that surged through her at the sight of Mary's surrender
to the dog, Kelly reached for her own snatch. She began to stroke her wet clitoris. Her
head moved closer to the site where long dog-tongue assaulted quivering twat. She
watched Puff lick up the gleaming juices of Mary's excitement. "God-d-d! It's exciting
to watch you! Puff's licking your pussy so nice! I can almost feel it!"
It was true! In her abandoned state, Kelly's cunt was pulsing as if it was she who was
being licked by the dog. Her fingers tortured her hard little clitoris with lewd massage.
She spread her thighs wide, got into the spirit of her boss's surrender to lust. The
women sat side by side, moaning hotly, while the younger watched the dog with the red
hard-on lick the cunt of the other!
Mary's eyes opened lazily. She looked over at Kelly. The wanton abandon on the girl's
face thrilled her. It pleased her that the teenager was able to respond so openly to her
own abandon.
Watching Kelly and her bright-eyed excitement became almost as much of a turn-on as
feeling the dog-tongue licking her snatch. Her arousal grew more and more urgent. She
bucked her ass up off the couch, feeding her open cunt to the greedy, hard-working
dog. She grunted with each fiery stroke as the dog's tongue assaulted her pussy-hole,
tried to force its way up inside!
"Ooooohhh, Kelll-y-y-y! It's getting sooo good, baby!"
The girl was wild with excitement. "Then screw him!" she blurted out. "Come on,
Mary! Get down! I'll help you! God I want to see you take his cock in your pussy! Do
it, Mary!"
Unthinking, Mary obeyed the younger woman's urgent summons. She knelt on the rug
facing the couch and leaned against it for support. She waved her round firm ass-cheeks
in the animal's face.
She was aware of Kelly kneeling beside her, coaxing the dog to mount her trembling
ass-cheeks. Her heart beat faster as she felt the animal's forepaws wrap around her hips.
She gasped as his cock drove forward for the first time... drove right up into her snatch
at the guidance of Kelly's hand!
"Oooooohhh... my-y-y God-d-d! Fuck, his cock's so good in meeee!" Her teeth rattled
as the dog immediately started his fierce unrelenting screwing pace. She was knocked
forward into the couch, forced to grope at the couch cushions like a helpless victim of a
power greater than her own. She felt totally used, totally defenseless... and totally
excited.
She looked quickly back over her shoulder to check out Kelly's reaction. The brunette's
dark eyes were about to pop out of her head! She was crouched at Mary's loins, her
head low, watching the dog's cock appear and disappear from her stretched twat. From
time to time, she groaned, overwhelmed by the depravity of what she was seeing.
"Does it excite you, baby!?" Mary asked, her voice shaking.
"God yes! The way his big red cock works in and out of your pussy! So hard, so fast!
The way your wet cunt opens up to take him inside! Oh God, it turns me on!" Right
then, the girl reached for her own cunt. Her clitoris was still stiff from her last
attentions and from the pleasure of watching Mary's behavior. She felt weak with
emotion. This was beyond her wildest dreams... It was real! At last, she was sharing her
greatest secret with the woman she cared for most! At last she was being totally
depraved with someone else... someone who could match her, someone who made her
feel that it was all right to be a slave to forbidden desires!
For a girl who had spent the last couple of years feeling lonely, it was a great moment.
A spiritual and physical turn-on that swept her up and carried her into the outer
reaches of an intense pleasure. A pleasure that threatened to drive her to extremes of
passion!
There was only one more element that could make everything perfect! And it was Mary
who said it first!
"Come sit in front of me, darling! Let me eat your pussy! Now! I want to do it!"
Just the suggestion had Kelly on the verge of orgasm. Weakly, she struggled up onto
the couch and straddled the blonde's head. She worked her buttocks to the edge of the
couch. Her swollen, dark-fringed twat gleamed before the abandoned blonde. Beckoned
her to venture closer... to taste the forbidden delights.
Mary lost no time in stabbing her tongue up into Kelly's clenched pussy-hole.
"Oooooooohhh... ooooooohhhh!" The older woman's lewd touch disconnected the girl
from her last hold on reality. She closed her eyes and sank her head back at an
awkward angle against the couch. She cared nothing for comfort. All that mattered was
that hot tongue swirling over her vulnerable flesh. It was her salvation! Her god! Her
ticket to the ports of darkest depravity!
The girl's pleading whimpers for more of the same egged Mary on. While her ass waved
encouragingly back at the dog, her mouth worked recklessly along her young lover's
pussy-furrow. She sucked on Kelly's clitoris, made it grow just a little bit harder. She
tongued her pussy-hole, fucking it with short darting strokes, driving the teenager to
wanton exercises. At times, Mary's head was rocked sharply back by the fury of the
girl's efforts to get more. Oblivious to the obstacles in her path, Mary pressed on. She
licked up every drop of the sweet juices seeping from the excited brunette's cunt.
"Mmmmmm... your pussy tastes so wonderful, honey! So yummy... mmmmppphhh!"
Again her face was attacked by a downward motion of Kelly's hips. She munched
crazily on her lover's twat... felt the spasms of her cunt-muscles as Kelly climbed closer
to orgasm.
Now that she was used to the intense pleasure, Kelly could spare some attention for the
sight before her. Mary's blonde head buried between her thighs! Her shapely little ass
grinding back against the dog's loins. The dog's tongue dripping saliva onto Mary's
back! It was an obscene picture... one that fed her lust, along with the tongue stabbing
her twat. The girl bucked feverishly, lost all contact with what was happening... she was
cumming!
"Ooohhh... aaaaggghhh! I'm cummm-ing-g-g!"
Delighted with her awesome success, Mary rutted back harder against the dog's loins. It
seemed no time at all before she could feel his cock swelling inside her, spewing her full
of his heated juices. With both her lovers climaxing on either end of her, Mary could
not resist. "Ooohh... I'm cummm-ing-g-g-g-g! Kelly, it's goo-d-d-d-d!"
They remained motionless for some time in the positions in which they had cum. Puff
deserted them to return to the kitchen. At last Mary scrambled up onto the couch and
lay her head on Kelly's tummy. "That was so good, baby!" she murmured weakly.
The teenager had never been so aroused. She you..." She reached for her martini glass
and took a fortifying sip. "Looks like we'll have to get Puff back in here!"
The women pursued their lusty games far into the night. At last they crawled into
Mary's bed and fell asleep, wrapped in the shelter of one another's arms. Puff was not
excluded from their lovers' bliss. He slept contentedly on the end of the bed.
When they awoke the next morning, both had a vague hangover. "I know what'll
straighten us up!" Kelly announced brightly. Despite a headache, the girl had never felt
better. She felt that, at last, she belonged to someone. She had found a lover – a human
lover – who could share her sexuality in all its intensity. It was a good feeling. She was
looking forward to a long and happy relationship with Mary. She confided her
enthusiasm to her friend. "And to celebrate, I'm going to go downstairs and make us
the best breakfast ever! Waffles, Mary! Your favorite!"
The older woman smiled sadly as she watched the girl leave the room. She was so
young. So full of hope. Mary only hoped she would be able to live up to her
expectations. She didn't want to see Kelly, disillusioned about love and relationships at
the age of twenty-five, like she was.
Remembering her own enthusiasm in the early days of her marriage, she wept. She
wept for the girl she had been and could be no longer.
Unless... in the midst of her tears, she saw a faint hope. And it looked just like Kelly.
Young, eager, full of love.


Chapter 11

Todd saw a marked difference in his wife when he got back from his trip.
At first he was pleased. She was so much more pleasant... softer, like the young woman
he had married. She turned him on, more than she had for some time. It was like
screwing a new woman.
This lasted for several days. Then the older man grew suspicious. Several times he
walked into a room where Kelly and his wife were alone together. The closeness
between them left something almost tangible in the air. They moved away from each
other when he was around. But he could sense the strain in their voices, the forced
gaiety. He began to wonder...
Had something happened when he was gone?
Normally Todd was a man who was too wrapped up in his own work and his many
affairs to bother much about what his wife was doing. But the mystery in his own home
baffled him, stayed with him night and day. He tried to pump Kelly for information,
but the girl was cool. She acted just as eager and talkative as ever, but Todd wasn't
fooled. He knew Kelly was talking around his questions. She knew she was being
pumped.
Todd decided he couldn't go on any longer in this state of defensiveness. He decided to
do a little sleuthing. He would learn once and for all what it was that had turned his
wife back into a pleasant young woman and what had made his maid his wife's staunch
ally. They acted more like sisters than boss and employee. Sometimes the lurid thought
even crossed his mind... that they might be lovers.
He dismissed the idea rudely, but it kept creeping back.
He set the women up by telling Mary he had a business meeting in a neighboring city.
He would not be back until the following afternoon. He gave the women several hours
to get used to his absence. Then he took a taxi and had it drop him off a block away. It
was just dusk. He had little worry about being observed as he approached the house
and let himself quietly in the front door.
The house was dark and silent. He wondered if they had fooled him and gone out.
Then he heard a giggle from upstairs. He tiptoed up, praying that the dog would not
see him and try to follow. Puff could blow his whole plan with one happy bark.
Luck was with him. There was no sign of the Airedale.
When he realized that the giggles were coming from the master bedroom, Todd's throat
went dry. A shiver ran up his spine. A low moan reached his ears, turned his throat to
sawdust. That was Mary's moan. And it was the kind of sound she only made when she
was in the throes of passion.
For an instant Todd got cold feet. If Mary was in there with a man, he would feel like
an ass. After all, he sure as hell wouldn't like it if she came spying on him and his girl
friend's. He proceeded cautiously to the door and dropped to his knees. He reached for
the doorknob and pushed the door open just a crack. His house was well-built, a model
of his own talent for design. The doors didn't even squeak!
Putting his eye to the crack, he looked in. What he saw was even worse than the
depravity he had prepared himself for!
He had half expected to discover Kelly in there with his wife. But it had not once
occurred to him that he would find the dog too!
And Puff was no innocent spectator! He was up on the bed, running back and forth
between the naked open twats of the two women. He eagerly licked one pussy, then
hurried to obey the call of the other. Puff was the prisoner of the women's raunchy
perversion!
They giggled merrily at their obscene game. They churned their pussies upward,
displaying their lust even when the dog wasn't working on them. They seemed to enjoy
the animal's excited distraction. Todd watched their eyes sparkle as they shot greedy
glances at the hard cock that protruded from Puff's cock-sheath.
The man mouthed the words "Good Christ!" but no sound escaped his lips. He was
dumbfounded by what he was seeing. From time to time, he felt a perverse stirring in
his penis. But then the horror of the situation would strike him, would make him feel
ashamed of responding to such lewdness.
He enjoyed looking at pictures of such things in girlie magazines. But not in a million
years had he expected to catch his wife wiggling her cunt in a dog's face, moaning with
lust, giggling at her perversion! The fact that she had dragged the girl into it with her
made Mary's behavior all that much more sinful. After all, Kelly was little more than a
girl. She should not be exposed to such bawdiness at such a tender age!
Despite his moral anguish, Todd made no move to interrupt the lurid scene. He
remained kneeling outside the bedroom door, holding his breath in expectation of what
would happen next. The throbbing in his cock was becoming more and more
pronounced. More and more difficult to ignore. He found it hard to chastise himself for
his reaction when the surge in his cock gave him so much pleasure. Todd was not a
man used to denying himself pleasure!
He grew obsessed with the idea of finding out where the game would lead them. Would
they...? No God... surely they wouldn't!
His cock tingled and he kept on watching!
"Oh Mary... my pussy's getting so hot! Doesn't Puff have the most delicious big
tongue!" Kelly ground her dark-furred pussy high in the air and moaned out the dog's
name. Puff came running to take another lick at her juicy smoldering pussy-slit.
"Uuuuuuuuhhh... God! His tongue's so long! It's poking right up into your cunt,
Kelly!" Mary was kneeling over the younger woman now. Her full womanly ass-cheeks
waved in her husband's direction. Todd's cock throbbed. "Ooooohh, Kelly, it turns me
on just to watch! Screw her with your tongue, boy!"
For just an instant, Todd thought about barging in and stuffing his swollen cock into
his wife's upturned cunt. He rejected the idea. His presence was bound to freak the
women out. For one thing, it would be impossible for him to hide the disgust he was
feeling for their lewd behavior. They wouldn't be natural with him there. He would
never know that they would have done next!
So he stayed crouched in his hiding place and watched. His hand fell to his groin and
pushed on his stiff penis, trying to force it down... to keep it from trying to make him
do something he didn't want to do. But the touch felt so good, he kept it there.
Stroking his hard penis through the tight silk fit of his pants.
His wife was caressing the moaning brunette. She was trying to push her over onto her
belly. Todd watched as if hypnotized. He was almost sure now that the women would
go all the way. They were too abandoned, too cocky in their passion. They knew they
had something special waiting for them!
Though he was in some ways revolted by the thought of watching a woman get screwed
by his dog right on his own bed, Todd was in for the count. Wild horses couldn't have
dragged him away at this point. He had to see it for himself!
Even though it wasn't his wife who would be the dog's victim – this time – Todd was
growing ever more sure that this sort of thing had happened before. Whatever he was
going to see the girl do, he was pretty sure his wife had already done it.
Before this day, he had never suspected Mary of anything but having normal affairs.
The thought had never bothered him, except for the times when they were making love,
when the old jealousy and possessiveness would return. He had never imagined she was
capable of real perversion. Now he was seeing the truth; women and dogs! Nothing
about her could surprise him anymore. He would have believed her capable of
anything... for what could be more perverted than what she was doing right now?!
His contempt for his wife's depravity helped Todd feel better about turning on to it. He
could pretend he was just watching a couple of whores. It was okay to turn on to the
perversion of whores!
His hand stroked his cock more urgently as his wife helped the dog mount Kelly's
squirming buttocks. Todd no longer saw the girl as an innocent victim of his wife's lust.
Kelly was obviously just as excited by the situation as Mary was. For all Todd knew, it
might have been Kelly who perverted Mary and not the other way around!
He watched Puff's long hard penis thrust forward again and again. He was looking for
the waiting hole of the brunette's wet cunt. His angle was off and the beast whimpered
in frustration each time he was forced to try again.
Todd had never paid any attention to the size of his dog's cock before. It was long and
pointed, thick as a spring zucchini. The man realized Puff could do a plenty good job
on a human pussy. He had the equipment! His balls throbbed as he relished the
depravity of a woman screwing a brute beast. There was no doubt in his mind now that
a woman who was a whore at heart would do anything to satisfy her untamed libido.
Both the women on the bed obviously qualified for that category!
Kelly's frustrated moans seemed to stimulate Mary. She crawled around in front of the
girl and kissed her. Their tongues dueled hotly. Their asses wriggled. Their tits bounced
under them. Todd had to admit to himself that they were a couple of exceptionally
good-looking women. The sight of their naked arousal thrilled him. Thrilled him, even
as it disgusted him!
He pulled down his fly and freed the throbbing shaft of his hard, blood-swollen cock.
The touch of his fingers on his naked organ made him quiver. He stroked his penis just
ever so lightly, his eyes glued to the crack that offered a picture wilder than the wildest
porn movie that Todd had ever seen.
Tearing herself away from her lover's kiss, Mary crawled back around to Kelly's rear
end. "Oooohhh... Help him get it in me, Mary! Please!" The girl's obscene plea excited
Todd. He squeezed the tip of his cock-head, then worked his hand more rapidly back
and forth.
He shivered to see his wife grab hold of the dog's stiff cock-shaft. She led it to the spot
that craved it. The dog rutted forward, more fiercely than before, apparently confident
that the woman was helping him to his goal. "Ooooooohhhh!... Aaagghhhhhhh!" The
teenager's moans filled the lamplit room with stereophonic passion. Todd was dying for
a drink of water, anything to free his tongue from the top of his mouth. But he couldn't
move.
He watched the dog and saw his cock furiously back and forth in Kelly's damp
welcoming cunt. It was incredible! That long pointed red member sluicing up into her
hole... then reappearing coated in a lewd sheen of juices. In, out, in, out... Todd felt like
he was lost in a strobe light show. He was overwhelmed by the sight and sound
sensation.
Both women were wailing. For a while Mary watched Puff's penis surging into Kelly's
twat. Her ass ground salaciously in the air. She kept up a running description of the
action. Then suddenly she crawled under Kelly's torso and began sucking on her tits.
The brunette's cries grew more feverish. The girl was going out of her head! It was
enough to have the dog screwing her brains out, but the woman's mouth suckling her
tits was the final straw!
Kelly was flying!
"Uuuuuhhhh!... Jeez, suck my tittie!... Oooohhhh, screw my pussy, Puff baby! So good!
Sooooo good!"
Todd was astounded by the girl's raw energy. Every muscle in her body was working in
an impassioned sexual workout. Her ass ground back at the dog's loins. Her action
made her tits quiver. But the disturbance didn't seem to bother Mary. She held one tit
after the other, keeping it still, making the nipple stand out like a little red berry. Todd
even spied her once or twice just holding her face close to the girl's breasts, enjoying
the percussion as the firm round mounds slapped her cheeks.
His cock was at the bursting point. It took great willpower for Todd to stop stroking it,
but he did. He didn't want to blow his wad. He wanted to save it for the whores in his
household. They were having their jollies now, but when he was ready for them, they
were going to do it his way!
"Uuuuhhh... Harder... do it harder, Puff!"
Mary's head bobbed faster. Her mouth groped upwards to capture the bouncing
nipples. Puff was caught in the same urgent effort. Faster and faster his pointed rod
swooped up into Kelly's cunt. She was sopping wet! Todd could tell! The dog's penis
looked like it was bathed in honey!
Puff's cock flashed in and out. His buttocks worked recklessly! Todd only realized he
was cumming when Kelly told him... and anybody else who would listen. "Aaaiiieeeee!
He's cumming in meee! Oh, me too! Me too... Hhhnnnhhhh!"
Todd's wife was squirming and moaning wildly underneath the girl. Todd wasn't sure
whether she was cumming too. Or whether she was just tuning in on the girl's energy.
Whatever the case, it was an intense scene. It was a picture that deserved to be coated
with spurting cock-juice.
Slowly Todd stood up and stretched his legs.
His time had come. He was going to go in there and show those wanton hussies a thing
or two! And maybe learn something new in the process!


Chapter 12

The older man did not realize how angry he was until he actually entered the bedroom
and confronted the women. They were shocked to see him. They both sprang to a
sitting position and tried to cover themselves with what was available... which happened
to be the blue satin pillows. Puff demonstrated his good sense by jumping off the bed
and streaking out the door.
"Todd... that's not fair! You're supposed to be working!" Mary realized her remark
sounded silly. But she could not help feeling a perverse anger at the man for showing
up where he was not welcome. After all, did she spy on him when he was shacked up
with some young floozy?!
Despite her anger, Mary realized she must be careful. She was on dangerous ground. If
Todd had seen all... and his face hinted that he had... then he was dealing with a lot
more than facing the fact his wife had a lover. He knew now that she was a pervert!
All hell could break loose any moment! She knew it and she feared it! But in a strange
way it was a relief, to be free of all the hiding, all the pretending. She was sick of having
a sham marriage... a polite arrangement.
Kelly said nothing. She just stared open-mouthed at the erection protruding from Todd
Slade's fly. He followed the direction of her eyes and grinned. It was a dangerous grin,
like that on the face of the tiger before he pounces on his prey. "You're right baby! It's
hard as a rock! What did you expect? I didn't know my innocent little maid was such a
whizz at dog-fucking!"
She looked down. He made her feel ashamed, though she had never felt that way
before. He was looking at her as if she were nothing better than a... a whore!
Todd noticed his wife too was hypnotized by his swaying stiff organ. It pleased him to
think his arousal probably made them feel better... made them think he couldn't be all
that upset if his penis was hard. Little did they know that what was turning him on was
the thought of giving them the lewd punishment they deserved.
He had never had two whores to himself before! The possibilities thrilled him!
Todd had read the women's thoughts well. His wife was still wet with passion. The
sight of his throbbing cock diverted her attention from his anger. She began to
entertain forbidden fantasies of sharing him with Kelly. Maybe she still had a marriage
after all! Her husband was turned on! The only way they could survive together was to
keep him that way!
The secret ingredient that had been lacking might be Kelly. Mary had read about
threesomes. The idea interested her... especially now when she was sitting her naked
with a hot twat, an excited girl friend and a husband with a cock stiff as steel.
She watched as her husband slowly approached the bed. Her brain was toying with
ideas for getting him into the spirit of their depravity. She thought about grabbing his
penis and starting to suck on it.
Before she could put her thought into action, he had grabbed her and pulled her
ruthlessly over his knee as he sat down on the edge of the bed. She struggled against
him but he held her with ease. Her attempts to escape were futile. Mary was no match
for her husband's strong physique and his sullen anger. "No-o-o-o!"
One after another, the blows rained down on her buttocks. Mary was hurting, both her
body and her pride. It was the first time in her life she had ever been spanked. She felt
ridiculous. To punish her was one thing. She might even agree with him that she might
deserve it.
But to humiliate her in front of her teenaged lover... that, she felt she could never
forgive!
Kelly crouched awestruck on the bed, just a short distance from the scene of her
woman lover's punishment. She wondered if she should help Mary fight her husband,
but she decided against it. Her position here was weak enough without her trying to
attack the head of the household. She knew she wasn't strong enough anyway to do any
real good.
The girl felt miserable, like a coward. Slowly a secret shame crept up on her. As she
watched Mary's buttocks wriggling under her husband's hand, she began to feel excited.
The juices again flowed from between her swollen cunt-lips. Mary's ass-flesh was
turning pink! Kelly leaned forward to get a closer look. The teenager's cheeks too were
pink, flushed with the dawning of a new depraved excitement.
Wrapped up in his own anger-pleasure, Todd paid no attention at first to the girl. He
felt a wonderful relief in every blow he planted upon his wife's firm round buttocks. He
was punishing her for turning away from him, for becoming a person he didn't know.
He was punishing her for every moment of frustration he had known since their
marriage had started to turn sour. For Todd too had suffered. He too had felt sad
longings when he remembered how happy they had been. How his prick had throbbed
with passion every time he looked at her eager pretty face.
At last, he realized that the teenager was slowly moving closer. He looked at her, to
judge if she had on her mind some foolhardy exploit to free her lover from her
predicament.
He was shocked by the raw excitement on Kelly's face. The girl was getting a thrill out
of watching her girl friend get spanked! "Little bitch!" Todd murmured. But he felt a
new urgent throb in his penis. The look on his face was close to one of admiration. The
girl seemed to have an endless capacity for passion! Everything turned her on! He
began to wonder about the charms of her greedy young twat!
The more excited Todd got, the harder he spanked his wife. Mary had been howling out
protests ever since he began, but there was coming a gradual change in her tone of
voice, in the way she wriggled her ass.
"No! No!" she cried, but in tone it sounded surprisingly like "yes, yes!" The woman was
learning to relish the masochistic depravity of enjoying punishment. This was the most
honest attention she had had from her husband in a long time. She liked to be the
center of his emotions, even if it was for reasons of anger rather than love. After all, she
wondered, can there be anger without love? If he really didn't care, wouldn't he simply
have turned his back on her and left... for good?!
Beyond the fact of who it was doing this thing to her, there was the sheer raw sexuality
of feeling her pussy grinding against the man's thigh. Her buttocks were writhing
fitfully, almost as they did when she was being screwed. Her clitoris was getting harder
by the minute, from the constant friction, from memories of the scene Todd had
interrupted, from visualizing the scene now.
Here she was, a full-grown woman bent over her husband's lap, getting a spanking. Her
cunt was hot! His hard cock was pressing against her belly! Her girl lover was watching
from just a few inches away! She wondered how Kelly was taking it! She strained
around to see the girl's face.
The excitement there surprised her, as it had Todd. Then it thrilled her. Kelly knew!
Kelly knew what was going on in her depraved soul! Maybe the orgy wasn't over yet!
Suddenly the spanking stopped! She looked up at her husband to see what his response
had been. His face too was a mask of naked arousal. He grinned at his wife. The grin
wasn't entirely friendly, but it was definitely excited. "I think that should do you for
now, baby! You know, you look good with a bright-red ass... Just remember, from now
on, that's what happens to you when you fuck up!"
Mary felt a new surge of excitement deep inside. Not so much sexual this time as
emotional. He had said "from now on"! That meant they still had a future. The
woman's backside was stinging. Her pride was wounded. But it had been a long time
since she had felt so excited by anything her husband said or did.
She could see it already. He was looking at her differently. The look was not entirely
intimate, not entirely approving. But he was looking at her... really looking at her! Mary
hoped he was considering the worth of the woman he called his wife... that he was
learning to appreciate her for her subtleties and her depravities. It would be good not be
taken for granted anymore!
Struggling up off Todd's lap, she cast a quick grin at her eager young girl friend. She
wanted to let Kelly know that it was all right to feel the way she did. To let her know
that she was excited too.
The pleasure on the brunette's face turned to shock as the man grabbed her arm and
pulled her toward him, "Don't think you're getting off scott-free either!" he growled. "I
think you could use some of that too!"
He began to spank the girl while she struggled and kicked. He could tell that her
exaggerated protests were signs of excitement rather than pain. He too felt raw arousal
pulsing through his veins. He didn't have the grudge against Kelly that he did against
his wife. Spanking her was an act of pure enjoyment. He was doing it because he
wanted to intensify the sexuality already thick in the room.
Watching the blows leave red welts on the girl's buttocks, Mary understood the
primitive response that had aroused Kelly. There was something intensely thrilling
about watching those tight ass-cheeks grinding and struggling that spoke straight to her
passion-moist cunt.
Mary had been extremely excited before Todd came into the room. She had experienced
a kind of vicarious orgasm by watching Kelly get it off. But she was still nursing an
intense fire deep in her belly. Watching the brunette get her spanking was reviving that
fire to the same intensity that she had felt before Todd's intrusion. Slowly she was
abandoning herself to the new conditions. She was getting into the game!
They were two naughty girls who needed to be punished! And big daddy had come
home from work just in time to give it to them!
"Oooohhh yeah! Do it to her!" she grunted and was surprised at the naked lust in her
voice. She felt like a sadist, though she knew she was only ordering up more of the
pleasure the teenager so obviously craved.
Todd cast a quick surprised glance at his wife. There was no doubt about it! Mary was
totally absorbed in her new slavish role. She was experiencing the same excitement
Kelly had displayed, watching her lover get a good sound licking! "God, you women are
far out! Is there anything that doesn't make your pussies wet?!"
His cock was getting harder. He could feel it straining against the girl's wriggling belly.
Kelly could feel it too. She loved the delicious resilience of his rubbery member,
pushing against her, demanding something from her. Demanding her obedience, her
arousal, her compliance with its every whim! "Uuuuuhhh... ooooohhhh!"
She thrilled to Mary's lurid cries that encouraged the man to spank her harder. The
game seemed to be working... pulling them all closer together. She knew now they were
all enjoying the sordid punishment. Even Todd... that hard cock couldn't lie to her. Not
from this close up! She began to imagine about what it would feel like soaring up into
her tight pussy. She was confident now that she would soon know the stretching reality.
He couldn't waste a hard-on like that! Two hungry women wouldn't let him!
By the time Todd quit spanking the aroused girl, all three of them were ready for
whatever came next. Todd had almost forgotten the genuine feelings of anger that had
shaken him when he first came in. All he remembered was the idea of punishment. And
that idea still turned him on!
Perched on the edge of the bed, he pulled off his pants and shirt. Sitting naked with his
cock in his hand, he glowered at the two women. It amused him to see the sparkling
eagerness in their eyes. The quickness with which they obeyed his command: "I want
you two to kneel here in front of me. You can take turns sucking my cock!"
Todd felt a hot surge of excitement rush along his spine as he said the words. It had
long been a perverted fantasy of his, to watch two women mouthing his penis at the
same time. This was his perfect opportunity. There was no way Kelly and Mary could
turn him down. They were far too eager to refuse to please him.
It was clear by the way their mouths opened greedily as they surveyed his cock at eye
level that they were going to please themselves as well. His wife was the first to take his
swollen cock-head into her mouth. She nibbled it, coated it with a thick sheen of saliva.
Then, grinning lewdly, she passed it over to Kelly. The blonde held the base of his
turgid cock while the brunette swirled her tongue around the bloated head. Kelly
moaned lustily, then grew bolder. She lowered her head over Todd's cock, didn't stop
until her lips had reached Mary's hand. The man's penis was embedded in the hot
warmth of the teenager's mouth!
"Uuuuuhhh... Christ! Go for it, baby! Make me throb!" Todd could scarcely contain his
excitement as he watched the two shining heads bob over his swollen cock. It was
thrilling enough to feel one wet eager mouth after the other coating his cock with damp
ecstasy. It was sheer paradise to add to that the spectacle of two beautiful women, both
slaves to his engorged organ, competing with one another to lick up the droplets of
fluid that seeped from his cock-tip.
"Mmmmm, Mary... it tastes so good! He has such a delicious cock!"
"Doesn't he?! Let me have another taste, baby! Feed it to meee!"
He watched the teenager hand over his swollen cock-shaft to the talented caresses of his
wife's adept tongue. She licked round and round the bulbous tip of his cock, nudging
hardest at the special place underneath that made him feel dizzy with excitement. Her
full lips fluttered over his cock-head as she took just that much into her mouth. Then
suddenly, she was after it all. She sucked on the whole length of his teeming throbbing
penis. It jerked lustily as it swelled to gigantic dimensions. Todd thought he would bust
wide open with pleasure.
But still he held on... long enough for the two squirming females to get their fill of his
huge cock. He lunged his penis upward, stroking into the mouth that descended onto
him. His buttocks jerked restlessly on the bed. He was getting so high, it was hard for
him to keep still. Hard to keep his feet on the ground. He wanted to fly and if ever he
could have done it, it would be, with these two devouring mouths stoking his fuel
supply!
"Ooooohhh, yeah, babies! Keep it up!" He looked down at his wife just in time to see
her grin up at him. She looked young and pretty. The bitterness was gone from her
face. She was happy!
Todd felt a moment's guilt. He realized at last how much pain their marriage
arrangement had caused her. It was clear to him that this was what she had wanted all
along. To have him here at home, where they could do their sexual experimenting
together.
It was all right with him! He had never felt so aroused, so filled with pleasure as he did
at this moment.
Kelly's mouth worked faster, more urgently up and down along his cock-shaft. She
pulled it right out of him! "Ooooohhh God-d-d! I'm cummm-ing-g-g!" He watched
fascinated as she swallowed his juices. When he was licked almost clean, she handed his
penis over to Mary. Lovingly, the older woman lapped up the last drops that sipped
from the slit in his glans.
His hands reached for their two pretty heads. He stroked them gently with what was
left of his strength. "Don't worry, babies! There's more where that came from! Just give
me a few minutes... I'm not through yet!"
"I'll say you're not!" His wife winked at him and grinned.


Chapter 13

Todd found it difficult to believe that a short while ago he had thought of the two lusty
women as nothing better than whores. He had nothing but good feelings now for the
sensational way they had brought his penis to throbbing orgasm.
If they were whores, then he was their number one John!
He lay back on the bed, reveling in the luxury of sharing happy sensuality with his wife
and their young maid. The women stroked his naked body. They planted kisses all over
his chest, neck and face. Even quick kisses on his fast-reviving cock!
After the intensity of his climax, Todd should have been out of action for a while. But
under the extreme excitement of the situation, he was good for another hard-on within
five minutes. The two women eyed his cock eagerly. It surprised him to see that Mary
was looking at him a little shyly now. He realized she wanted to be first but was afraid
to ask. His cock grew harder, longer. He knew he wanted her... wanted her more
intensely than he ever had, even on their first night together.
He realized it was the dawning of a new phase in their relationship! One even more
urgent and consuming than in the early days. After a few false starts, they were heading
onto the road of open sexuality. He didn't know where it would lead, but he did know
that he very much wanted to find out.
Todd was as tired as Mary was of discreet, underhanded affairs. He was enjoying this
wanton hedonism with two ferocious greedy women... his very own at-home women!
"Come here, baby!" He beckoned to his wife as he rose onto his knees. He helped her
position herself on hands and knees in front of him. Her tight round ass enticed him.
He worked his hard cock slowly back and forth in her crevice, coating it with her juices.
His fingers explored her two dark mysterious holes. He prodded first her pussy, then
her asshole, making her squeal with pleasure on each lewd probe. "Oooohh, you're wet,
baby! Getting your ass slapped really turned you on, didn't it?... Turned me on, too!"
The blonde was having difficulty maintaining her kneeling position. She was so excited
by her husband's words, by his hot touch, that her whole body was trembling. She
wanted to feel him overwhelming her, bearing down on her with hard unrelenting
strokes of his cock. She wanted it so bad she could taste it. She could feel it jangling her
nerve-endings, turning her to Silly Putty. "Oooooo-ooohhh... God-d-d do it to meeeeee,
Todd darling!... Screw my pussy!"
She was aware of Kelly kneeling close by, watching her husband stroking his cock along
her naked slit. Mary realized the girl was almost as excited as she was. She could sense
the vibrations of Kelly's own quivering arousal.
Todd had planned to screw Mary's pussy, just as she had asked. But the longer he
looked at her hidden little brown hole, the hotter he got. He had never screwed his wife
in the asshole. She had seemed a little too proper somehow for such treatment, even
though she was always an enthusiastic lover.
But propriety was no longer a factor for Todd and his wife. They were sampling the
outer limits of sexuality: bestiality, lesbianism and now menage a trois. Why not go a
little farther?! Why not sample the joys of the nether regions?!
Mary always loved it when he probed her anus with his finger. Something longer and
thicker and harder should be just that much better!
The longer he thought about it, the hotter he got! He had to sample her depravity for
himself. He wanted to feel her tightest passage closing in on his throbbing penis!
His cock was wet with her juices and he lost no time in slipping it into her unprepared
sphincter. With a little effort, he forced his cock in all the way to the hilt! Her asshole
was filled to brimming with stiff penis!
"Eeeeeee!" Mary was totally shocked by this new turn of events. She had been totally
relaxed, wide open, waiting for her husband to impale her on his palpitating cock. But
it was her pussy she was expecting to have filled... not her asshole! Was he trying to
hurt her? To humiliate her even more, just when she had thought they were learning to
be tender again?!
Her whole body trembling with the discomfort of the unnatural intrusion, she looked at
her husband. His face was a distorted mask of lust. He smiled at her weakly, his eyes
gleaming. "I just had to do it, baby! I've been wanting to screw you in the ass for so
long!"
His excitement, his plaintive explanation, spoke straight to the blonde's loins. She knew
now that Todd was doing this thing to her out of love and lust. He wanted it... he
wanted to experience her totally! How could she deny him that?!
Despite her discomfort, she began to squirm and moan, coaxing him to plunder her
virginal nether hole. The more aroused she became, the better his cock felt up in her
rectum. She began to thrust her buttocks back on each instroke, welcoming his
sodomizing strokes. Amazing as it seemed, she was enjoying getting it in the ass!
"Ooooohhh... screw meeeee!... It feels so good in my asshole!"
Her wails of passion caused an urgent thumping in Todd's balls. Now it was perfect!
She was turned on to it as much as he was! Now he could relax! He could relish the
tight clasp of her ass-muscles on his engorged organ. "Christ, baby! It's a sweet little
asshole! Jee-zuz, my cock's never been inside anything so tight!"
Reveling in one another's pleasure, husband and wife writhed together, sampling the
forbidden joys of anal delights. They had almost forgotten the girl, who was kneeling
close by, watching their depraved coupling in panting frustration.
In the asshole! Kelly had never thought of doing it that way! But the way Mary was
groaning and twisting... the way her tongue ran crazily over her lips... Kelly had no
doubt that it was an experience well worth trying!
Todd smiled lustily at the teenager as he drove his cock up into his wife's dark passage.
Kelly had never seen him look so relaxed, so pleased. He was handsome that way! His
look made her feel sure that whatever happened from here on in would be all right with
Todd. His look gave her the courage to run and fetch Puff.
She grinned at the surprised smiles of the older couple as they watched her coax the
dog onto the bed. Even Todd looked interested as she knelt in front of the animal to let
him smell her ass-crack. The perversion of what she was about to do made the girl
quiver all over. Having an audience – the man and woman who were now the only
family she had – filled her with confidence, with joy, with lust.
"Come on, Puff! Get up on me, boy! I want you to screw me!" Her voice was shaking
and her hand shook as she reached back for the cock that began to rut up between her
thighs, looking for her pussy. She spread her legs wide and guided the dog's penis to
her puckered asshole. She felt the pressure of his cock-head and groaned. Puff's cock
drove deep up into her rectum.
Kelly got a rude surprise. It hurt! "Oh God-d-d! Noooo-o-o-o! It's too much in
meeeee!" She tried to wriggle away, but the dog was right after her. Kelly wanted to cry.
What had she done?!
The older couple wrenched their attention from their own lewd mating to watch the
girl. Both shivered at the obscenity of the sight: a human female taking a dog's cock up
her ass! They watched awestruck as Puff established his usual staccato pace into her
rectum, while the girl wailed in protest all the while.
Mary was intensely excited, but she had compassion for the girl's suffering. "Relax,
baby! Relax and let it happen! It'll feel good! Try it!"
It was not easy for Kelly to relax, but she took courage from the reassuring words of
her woman lover. If Mary said it would work, then maybe... To her surprise, the pain
lessened almost immediately. She found the best angle, the one in which the dog's penis
encountered the least friction. She wriggled her bum to keep him on course.
And the strangest thing happened! Her responsive activity actually turned the pain into
a subtle kind of pleasure. Kelly was a girl who thrived on depravity. She realized that,
this time, she had really found herself a good one; not only sodomy, but sodomy with a
dog! The very idea excited her and the more excited she got, the better it felt!
"Ooooohhh... you're right, Mary! It does feel good! Jeepers, I love it in the asshole!
Screw me, Puff baby! Screw meee!"
Todd had slowed his own pace as he and his wife watched the girl. They were both-eyed
in astonishment at her sensual boldness. She had learned to take a dog-cock in the ass!
She was amazing! Yet, for such a depraved creature, she had such a sweet innocent grin
on her face!
Watching Kelly, both Todd and Mary felt the call to rutting abandon. He worked his
cock furiously in and out of her asshole. She wailed like a spook and he grunted with
each hard thrust of her ass back at his loins. They had never enjoyed such a primitive,
satisfying mating.
The passion went on and on. Though each was in his or her private little fantasy world,
they were all very much in tune with one another. They sensed each other's excitement
and fed off it. They were all flying high by the time they took the plunge... together.
"Oh God! Puff's cumming in me! He's making me cummmmmm!"
"Me too, Kelly darling! Ah, do it to me, Todd! Ooooohhh... I'm cummm-ing-g!"
The big man clutched his wife's ass and pumped his heavy load deep into her greedy
belly. When he was done, he collapsed on top of her, pinning her to the bed. He had
never felt so thoroughly drained by an orgasm... so totally satisfied.
When the impatient Puff made his usual trip downstairs in search of water, the three
humans were left alone. They slept cuddled together in the big bed, Mary in the middle.
Even asleep, the blonde's face didn't lose its big grin.
She had counted on the girl to be the salvation of her love life... and it looked like her
hopes were realized. She had her two favorite lovers in bed with her, both happy and
satisfied.
What woman could ask for anything more?!


THE END
