BEAST-RAPED MOM AND DAUGHTER
By Paul Gable


Foreword

For every person there comes a time when he must confront new ideas and lifestyles.
Each person must adapt to the changes that life presents to him. The young man who
enlists in the Army and meets people of varied economic and ethnic backgrounds; the
young girl going off to college for the first time; a teenager breaking away from his
circle of school friends to meet people on his own – all must face different and
sometimes shocking ideas and situations and deal with them as best they can. This is
what makes a person a responsible adult.
BEAST-RAPED MOM AND DAUGHTER is a story about two women and their
reaction to a totally different and unusual situation. Both Cindy Saffron and her mother
Sharon must learn to deal with the new and shocking acts to which they are
unexpectedly exposed. Both learn to deal with the new experiences successfully and
even enjoy them.
BEAST-RAPED MOM AND DAUGHTER – the story of two women who take
responsibility for the direction in their own lives. It holds a lesson we would all do well
to learn.
-The Publisher


Chapter 1

"Unnghhh... ohhhh, I'm a good girl," Cindy Saffron moaned as she tightened her but
muscles and slid her ass back on the car seat. She knew she shouldn't have gone out on
this date with Rico. Her mother had told her not to have anything to do with those
"lower-class working Italians." But Cindy hated her mother's prejudice for money. At
school Rico had been so kind and considerate. And when he shyly asked if she'd like to
go out with him to a movie, Cindy could see no wrong in it. Of course, she had to lie
to her mother and had to meet him down the street at her best friend Janice Brothers'
house.
But Rico didn't seem to mind. He smiled that broad open smile, one that warmed
Cindy from her toes up to her throat. How strange the other boys her mother had
approved of didn't do the same thing to her. Of course she was only a kid, hardly away
from dolls. Her family had been protective of her, screening all her dates, making sure
she was home on time. And when her father died last year, her mother clamped down
even harder.
"You're wild, baby, real wild," Rico breathed, his mouth in the nape of her neck.
Cindy felt hot/cold chills creep over her flesh. She was sliding her bare legs back and
forth over the seat. Her pussy was swelling, growing so hot and wet and tight it was
driving her crazy! Rico's hands were everywhere – under the elastic band of her halter,
playing with the front butons of her shorts, smoothing over her long, lightly tanned
legs. Cindy tried at times to brush him away.
But her own feelings were betraying her. How could she tell him to back off when every
move she made, every groan she let out told another story?
"Please, I... I've never done this sort of thing before," she admited, pulling away and
biting her lower lip.
"Yeah? Then I'm gonna teach you. I'm a good teacher at some things."
Cindy stared heavy-lidded at the young man crawling all over her in the front seat of
his car. The Tolbos had moved here to San Mateo some four months ago. Rico's father
worked in a small steel mill on the east side of the city away from the bay, his mother
occupied with raising a family of eleven. Rico created a sensation at school when he
first arrived – tall, olive-skinned, black hair and matching trimmed bushy moustache,
and a body that showed considerable work and care. It was a combination that should
have had most of the girls panting for his recognition.
And secretly it did. But everyone knew Rico's family was dirty poor. That, and the fact
he was surly in class, refusing to join any of the student activities, and was rumored to
head up a biker gang with his brothers, made him something of an out cast. The girls
still eyed him, but dropped their gazes when he stared back. Cindy had been the only
one to defy traditional prejudices at her predominantly white middle-class high school
and start talking to him. One thing lead to another and friendship soon struck up
between the two.
The young blonde wanted him to touch her all over at once. She shifted her ass back
and forth, loving the sensation created by her pussylips rubbing against one another.
She moaned softly again, resting her head against his shoulder while spreading her legs
apart. It was an appeal, a silent appeal for him to touch her... there!
Rico chuckled, knowing full well what the girl wanted. She was green, nervous, but hot
and curious. He knew she'd go all the way if he played his cards right. And with his
balls aching, his cock straining against his Levi's, his chest tightening so hard he could
hardly breathe, Rico had every intention of fucking her!
"Sure you do, sure you know what to do, honey. All women know what to do when the
time's right. And the time for you's right now," Rico breathed, kissing her on the throat
while smoothing his hands up and down her bare upper thighs.
Ohhhh, that light touch on her flesh sent electric shocks down to her cunt! More hot
juice bubbled up from her pussy, weting the narrow band of nylon until it made
squeaky noises against her flesh. She could already smell her evaporating cunt juice. It
hung like a pungent perfume in the air.
"Someone'll come and see," she panted, breaking away again.
"Here? Ain't nobody here," Rico said, smiling at her nervousness. He was geting just a
litle bit impatient with her. His cock was throbbing. Already the hot, tight sensation
had taken over his dickhead. Twice he'd nearly shot off in his pants, something he
wanted to avoid with this hot litle chick struggling under him. He wanted her, wanted
her bad. Rico wanted to stick his cock into that hot litle middle-class cunt, showing her
that she and all her stuck-up girl friends weren't so high and mighty. Anger and lust
boiled up in the young man, creating a potent mixture about to explode there in the
hills high above San Mateo.
He was moving on top of her, pressing her into the seat while sliding his hands down
over her thighs. He was cupping both her butocks now, working his long thick fingers
into her soft cushions of flesh.
"Hard to believe you ain't never done nothin' like this before," Rico said, sticking his
tongue into her ear and flicking it.
Ohhh, how that made the flesh on her neck and back crawl and tingle! She shivered,
hunching up to him while leting her knees sag farther apart. Taking advantage of her
temporary weakness, Rico squeezed her close. Her tits nestled tightly against him.
Cindy couldn't speak. She felt his thick-muscled arms go around her. Her heart was
beating like crazy while she felt her head whirling around dizzyingly. She started having
feelings she never felt before! Her mother had vaguely explained sex to her. That, and
the few things she'd managed to learn from her friends was all Cindy knew about
fucking. What to do, what to say to stop a boy from going too far, all these things and
more the girl had no. idea about. How could she stop this handsome young man from
going too far? And did she really want to stop him?
"Ohhhhhh," Cindy sighed. She could feel her nipples pushing against the cups of her
halter. She wished she could slide out of it. Ohhh, how those tit-tips were itching,
tingling, even hurting! Cindy felt Rico's chest rising and falling with his deep, regular
breathing. When it rose his grip tightened around her. Cindy rolled .her head from side
to side. A tingling sensation began geting achier between her legs with each passing
second.
"Gonna fuck, honey, gonna fuck you," he whispered in her ear, kissing the side of her
face while drawing his hand closer and closer to her fuzzy cuntal mound.
Cindy wanted him to touch her cunt! Ohhh, how tight it was. The sensation was
maddening! It was like having a single drop of sweat trickle its way down through her
hairy mound.
Rico slid his hands down her body and onto her ass again. As he pulled her tighter a
second time he dropped his head and gave her a passionate kiss.
Cindy felt his tongue piercing her lips, wiggling back into her mouth while his fingers
gripped her thighs. She struggled against the hot slippery thing. But Rico held her
firmly, pinning her shoulders against the back of the seat while rolling around on top of
her. She felt her legs banging against the steering column. He was on top of her now,
wiggling his tongue in her mouth, hunching down against her.
Soon Cindy found herself fighting back. She drove her tongue into his mouth. Soon
they were frenching together, spitle trickling down the sides of her chin. Ohhh, no one
had told her kissing could be this exciting! The young woman circled her arms around
his neck and drew him tightly against her. And this time Cindy didn't try to pull away
when he hunched against her. No, she wanted to feel everything, experience everything.
"Oh, don't, don't... stop," she cried brokenly as Rico pulled away.
"Can't do everything here in the front seat," he said, backing away and opening the
door. Cindy lay quietly on the seat trying to catch her breath as Rico rummaged around
in the rear seat. "This'll be beter," he mutered, pulling two school jackets from the car
floor and draping them over one arm. "Come on. Let's get the fuck outa here."
Cindy could barely walk. Her knees threatened to give way as the two of them moved
from the car and struggled through the high field grass. A full moon lit their way
through the mountain field.
"This looks good," Rico said, motioning toward a nearby elm and a clearing.
Fucked in the fields, Cindy thought, turning red when she realized what was going on
in her mind. Never before would she have entertained doing something like this.
Fucking was for married people, something rather unpleasant, from what her mother
had told her.
But this was different. Cindy felt she was about to jump for joy as she watched Rico
carefully lay out the two jackets as a kind of makeshift bed, then criss-cross his arms
and pull his white T-shirt from his chest. She moved as if in a dream, her hands limp at
her sides. Somewhere in the distance an airplane droned over the mountains, dropping
toward the airfield some ten miles away, "I... I'm afraid," she whispered as she felt the
hot flesh of his chest touch hers.
"Nothin' to be afraid of. I ain't gonna hurt cha," Rico whispered, kissing her damp, hot
forehead.
She felt him hunching harder into her. This time Cindy could feel something big and
hard between his legs brushing against her thighs. It was shaped like a big fat sausage.
He was aiming it for that hot, itchy spot between her legs, that spot that was draining
all her strength from her! Ohhhh, how she wanted him to keep that up!
"No, Rico... no, please..."
She was begging him to stop. But nothing in the world could have done that. The
young man was too far gone in his own lust to stop. And from the way her voice was
coming in low pants Rico knew Cindy was in the same condition as he.
His grip on her loosened. He looked down hard at her, then slowly massaged his
fingers over her plump, tight ass. Keeping his eyes riveted to hers Rico backed up
toward the jackets, taking the girl with him.
Cindy followed, feeling like a robot.
"Oh, oh God, help me," she whispered in a tiny voice. Her body was alive to his touch.
She quivered when she felt his iron-hard cock brushing against her virgin cunt. Bending
his head forward Rico caught her lips with his again and started tonguing her mouth.
"Ohhhhh fuck, fuck," she cried, surprised she could pronounce that terrible, filthy
word. Once she'd said it in anger to her mother and regreted it for several days after.
Now she was saying it to a near-stranger... and this time not in anger but as a kind of
command. "Ohhh, I feel so funny."
Rico had his hands under her ass, working his fingers across the naked skin at the edge
of her shorts. Every time he squeezed between her legs the girl squirmed. Every
movement she made excited her further. Hot juice seeped out from between her puffy
cuntlips as the girl moaned low and deep. Her panties were wet with the fuck oil.
As their hot spit-filled mouths sucked and gurled together Cindy could feel ten inches
of hot dickmeat pressing up against her slippery lips. She wondered for a moment how
it would feel to have that big thing shoving in and out of her tight litle hole. Could
something that long and fat enter her without doing any damage? Some of the girls at
school said a woman could take almost anything if she was hot enough for it. Cindy
wondered. "Mmmmmm, nice hot pussy," Rico whispered in her ear.
"Pussy," she whispered back.
"Gonna fuck that nice hot pussy with my dick," he said, hunching hard against her
groin.
"Dick, fuck, pussy," Cindy whispered in broken repetition. Her mind whirled around
furiously.
"Come on," Rico said, pulling her down to the ground.
In a moment the blonde teen found herself sprawled on the silken jackets, Rico lying
on top of her kissing her passionately. Field grass tickled the sides of her face as she
rolled her head from side to side.
Cindy felt his tongue sliding back down her throat as if it were heading down to her
belly. At the same time she felt his weight pushing her down into the ground. She
couldn't move. Cindy gasped for breath, unable to stop herself from opening her mouth
and sucking his tongue inside. Her legs moved apart as Rico setled more comfortably
between them.
"Still wanna fuck?" Rico panted.
"Yes, oh yes," she cried excitedly.
"Man, I wanna feel that hot tight cunt," he groaned.
Sliding his hand down, he reached between her legs and cupped her tender young
pussy, working his palm against the hot mound.
Cindy gasped, arching her back and wallowing her shoulders against the ground. Her
lower jaw slackened as she sucked in another ragged breath to feed oxygen to her
writhing body. His knees shoved hard against hers. He was geting ready to fuck her.
Crying out again, the girl squeezed her butocks together and hunched her crotch up
against the massaging hand. She could feel his fingers working greedily under the
elastic band of her panties, then touching her plump, sensitive cuntlips. Cindy thought
she was going to piss from excitement! He squeezed down hard, relaxing his grip only
to squeeze her cuntal mound harder again. He was milking the lips, working their
slippery edges together. Creamy foam started dripping from between them, making his
fingers so slick they clicked against one another.
"Can't take much more of this," Rico breathed. "Fuck, fuck," Cindy moaned again. She
felt his hand move out from under her panties and shorts, sliding up to the zipper. He
made several deft movements. And in a second she was naked, her shorts yanked from
her legs.
"Oh, OH!" Cindy cried, jerking her hands up to protect her pussy.
But Rico knocked them away, gently puting his right hand between her legs and
cupping her snatch again.
"Hot fuckin'... hot fuckin'," he whispered hotly.
Cindy felt her ass push up to the wonderful squeezing sensation between her legs. She
was spread wide open, moaning under her breath.
"Nice, nice tight litle pussy. I'm gonna fuck the shit outa that nice cunt," Rico said
thickly.
Cindy loved the sensation of him rubbing her pussylips together. At times late at night
when she knew her mother was deep sleep the girl would do the same thing. Then
she'd fantasize about all sorts of guys crawling on top of her, their hands touching her
ass, her pussy, her tits while their cocks were edging toward her cunt.
But of course Cindy never imagined she'd go out and do something like this before she
married. It was all fantasy, all a game. But now she was doing the real thing. Now she
realized how silly all her fears had been. Fucking was beautiful, fucking was wonderful!
"Jesus, big, hard-tipped tits," Rico said, sliding one hand up to her halter. He was
rubbing the material against her nipples, digging his fingertips into the soft spongy
flesh.
"Oh, tight, tight," she gasped.
"I'll take care of that for you," Rico chuckled obligingly.
"Yes, yes, tight, ohhhhhh, tight," she gasped again.
Cindy worked her ass from side to side, feeling his fingers scraping over her smooth,
juice-slicked pubes. He was tickling her pussy hairs lightly, at times dipping only the
first inch of his forefinger into her fuck slit, taking it out quickly when she started
hunching back.
Then there was a sliding sensation up around her shoulders. He was taking her halter
off, having unsnapped the elastic strap. She raised her back a litle, leting him strip her
completely.
"Gonna suck it... suck it 'til you go nuts!"
At first Rico moved both hands up to her tits, kneading them, cupping them, squeezing
both mounds of tit flesh until he saw her dark red nipples extend up hard to their full
half-inch length. Then dropping his head the young stud opened his mouth, engulfing
one nipple between his lips.
"OHHHHH!" Cindy cried, arching her back once again and shoving her tits up to him.
She could feel his soft wet lips working against her hardened nipple. His tongue slid
over and over the tender flesh, laying her nipple with spit. He used his mouth and
hands, working over her flesh until Cindy cried out for him to stop so she could catch
her breath!
"Forget it, baby, we're both too far gone," he cried.
Cindy felt one of the jackets gathering under her ass as she squirmed and twisted under
his expert fingering and sucking. How good, how delicious all this was! No, nothing
she was doing tonight could be bad at all! Oh, how her mother had lied to her!


Chapter 2

In a second his pants were open and the long cock between his legs slipped out thick
and hard. Cindy could feel the fleshy slick head as it jerked between her legs. Rico was
hunching up, crawling up her body, pinching her nipples while geting ready to stick
that throbbing hot thing up her cunt. No, no, it would split her in two!
"Stop it Rico, stop it!" she cried between her teeth. The blonde teen curled her fingers
into two small fists and pushed hard against his big chest.
Cindy felt drops of sweat sprinkle down onto her race. Rico's heavy breathing excited
her. Even crying out no, even as she tried shoving him away, the girl hoped he'd
overpower her, keep her in control.
"Lie still, damn it, bitch," he growled.
He pulled back, kneeling in front of her. Raising her head a litle Cindy could see his
fat cunt-spliter bobbing up and down, straight out from his crotch like a barber pole.
"Oh God!" she groaned, her eyes widening as Rico slipped his fingers around the fat
head and squeezed greedily. More opaque droplets of cum oozed from the piss-slit. The
young man greased down his thickly veined rod, closing his eyes and shuddering as he
jerked his dick closer and closer to climax.
"Baby, this is gonna feel real good for both of is," he groaned.
He lay back on top of her, spreading her thighs apart with his knees while tucking his
legs under hers. Cindy felt the weight shift to her shoulder blades as her ass rolled back
under Rico's insistence. He slipped his mouth back onto hers, tonguing her wildly.
Cindy's cuntlips unstuck and peeled back, unmasking the slick folds and hollows of her
pussy.
"Please, don't hurt me, don't..." she leaded in a tiny voice.
"Oh man, just relax, relax," he breathed, burying his face in her long blonde hair.
Cindy waited for the pain, waited for the terror her mother told her would overcome
her the first time a man did this to her. With a shove the young man worked his
cockhead into her hot hole. The girl let out a groan, jerking her head back while
rocking her body from side to side. The sensation of something entering her hot
fuckhole was mind blowing! Cindy cried out again and again, her eyes shut tightly, her
mouth a scar, her nostrils flared and making whistling sounds as she breathed hard and
unevenly. Sweat streaked her forehead and cheeks while her tits jiggled from the force
of her first fuck. The young woman curled her fingers again, this time to rake the stud's
back. She heard him cry out, his body jerking from the pain of her nails.
"Easy, baby, easy," he breathed.
"I'm sorry... sorry... I... unnnnghhhh, OHHHHHHH!" Cindy cried.
"Yeah, yeah, I know, outa control. Thought you'd be a hot fuck," Rico said, wiping spit
from his lips with the back of one hand. He was going out of his mind. A hundred
times he'd sat spread eagled over the toilet bowl at home and jerked off, thinking about
that tight-assed blonde siting in front of him in Civics I class. And now he had her
trapped between his legs. She was going crazy on his cock, pumping her but up and
down, impaling herself on his dick while he practically did nothing.
"Oh, OHHHHHH!" "Fuck, you're tight," he admited.
Cindy shoved her head into the soft ground, her eyelids flutering while she groaned
happily. Oh, how good it was not being able to move like this. She was being really
fucked, impaled on Rico's fat dick. The stud twisted his body first one way, then the
other, making sure she could feel his cock reaming out her tight fuck slit. The spongy
head wormed around and shoving in deeper, drawing out more slick fuck juice when he
started pulling out.
"Unnghh, OOHHHHH! Oh, when you pull out like that, oh God, I think I'm... I... I'm
gonna die!"
Cindy felt her pussy walls collapsing behind the retreating cockhead, touching each
other, sending her cunt into spasms of delight. Her ass pranced high in the air for more
dickmeat. She begged for it, cried for it, moaned for it.
Rico thought his dick was frying in the hot oil of her swampy cunt. He pulled back,
fucking her in short, jerky movements. When Cindy started humping back, Rico
stopped and waited for her to slow down. When the girl relaxed he tensed, shoved
down, and let out a grunt. At the same time Cindy shouted for him to stop. He'd hit
her cherry, the one thing that kept her clinging to innocence. No, she couldn't let him
tear that away! What man would want to marry her if she weren't a virgin? Her mother
had told, women without their cherries were considered sluts by most men and usually
wound up standing on street corners at night earning their rent and food with their
cunts.
"No, stop, STOP!" the girl cried, really afraid now.
"It's okay, Shit, I didn't think too many virgins were around," he mutered to her "It's
gonna hurt at first. But I promise you won't be sorry."
"NO!" Cindy cried. She meant it now as the pain grew.
"Hold still!" Rico ordered. He grabbed her hard by the shoulders and held her down
against the ground. His dickhead pressed harder against that resisting wall of virgin
tissue.
"NOOOOOOOOO!" Cindy shrieked, her face becoming pinched and red.
Rico slapped her hard across the face, temporarily stunning her. His dick bent at the
center as he shoved down harder.
"Damn it, bitch, DAMN FUCKIN' PUSSY!" the young man shouted.
"NOOO! AIYEEE! WAHHHHH!" Cindy shrieked. The cords stood out on her throat
while her eyes glazed over and rolled up into her head. She arched her back like a
tightly drawn bow, both legs kicking out straight into the air. Rico panted on top of
her, drawing his dick back a few inches, then thrusting down as hard as he could.
Cindy let out gurgling, strangling sounds. His fat cock ripped through the wall with
one swift stab.
He panted heavily, his body resting fully on top of the girl now.
"Ohhhh man, man," Rico sighed, moving his hands up to her tits and squeezing them
gently. Cindy stirred under him, moaning softly, fighting back the tears as she felt the
throbbing pain lessen in her pussy.
Rico lay on top of her for several minutes, grinding his hips against hers at times to stir
his cock inside her clutching pussy. He could feel her cunt spasming at times, a sign
Cindy hadn't lost interest in fucking. At times that happened with girls when they lost
their cherries. He'd been stuck in that position, a former virgin wailing about her lost
cherry. He'd have to pull out and jack off somewhere in the field. But this one was too
hot to let a litle pain hold her off.
"Hurt much now, babe?" Rico asked. He started massaging her pussy gently with one
hand while fucking her with short, regular strokes.
Cindy had tensed when his dick started moving against the spot where her cherry had
clung. But slowly she could feel the heat building inside. The pain eased under that
rising lust. Streams of cunt juice started oozing out of her fuck hole, weting down the
big stud's jiggling balls.
"No, no," she gasped, sucking in a deep breath. Where did she go from here? For an
instant Cindy thought about all the stories Rico would be circulating around school.
Everyone would know about her.
"Wanna fuck now?"
"I... I'm afraid to... I... you're not gonna tell anyone about this, are you?" she asked in a
small voice.
"Hey, come on, I ain't gonna share you with no one," he said with conviction. "Now
come on, let's get goin'."
Rico started stroking her again with his cock. Her legs inched apart, pushing the two
jackets together. Cindy could feel the grass tickling the insides of her thighs and her
butocks. Oh, everything felt and sounded good now!
The blonde teen could feel his thick, hot pole gurgling into her pussy, soothing the raw
sides of her cuntal walls. At times the tense muscles around her cunt cramped, grabbing
at the fucking rod, making Rico catch his breath and shiver atop her.
"Man, don't do that 'less you want me to blow my wad now," he warned. His face
turned white, drained of blood when it happened. "Hey, man, I told you – STOP IT!"
Cindy lowered her eyes modestly, blushing with shame and satisfaction.
"I... I can't help it," she confessed, feeling hot and confused. Oh, how good it felt when
she felt his full weigh crushing her clit. His hairy chest rubbed over her nipples until
every nerve ending seemed to be tingling with electricity. She wanted all his cock inside
her. She wanted it shoved up to the fat root until she could taste that white stuff in her
mouth.
"Feel beter, baby? Feel beter?"
"Yes, oh yesssssss," the girl hissed.
Cindy felt the rushing of his cock as it pistoned rapidly through her cunt. Before she
knew it Rico was hammering it against her clit, making that tiny sex spindle jerk and
twitch. His muscular weight banged against her body, making the young woman shake
with the force of his wild fucking. Cindy grunted like a bitch dog being reamed. She
loved the sensation of being stretched wide open by the frantic, brutal working of his
dick. His prong seemed to actually expand in her pussy, stretching her farther apart
until she thought she was going to come right now.
"Ohhhhhh!" Cindy, moaned as a flash of lust shot through, her snatch. Her arms fell
from his back and stretched out from her body in crucifixion style. After a while the
young woman realized she was grabbing at the field grass, pulling it out in handfuls
while her ass moved in a counter rhythm and motion to Rico's fucking.
"Gonna cum, gonna shoot!" Rico groaned, burying his face in the nape of her neck
again.
"OHHHHHH!" she sighed, throwing her arms around his neck, trying to pull him
harder against her body. Her ass ground up to meet his fucking. Her body clutched
him as he fucked like a wild animal.
"Man, now, NOW!"
Cindy wasn't all that sure what he was talking about. But something instinctive in her
told her the session was just about over. She remembered her mother talking about the
"messy white stuff" that shot out of man's dick and made women pregnant of their time
was right.
"Uh! UNGH! UNGH!" she cried with each downward thrust. Her body tightened in
pre orgasmic tenseness. Her pussy muscles clutched frantically around his hammering
dick..
"NOW!" he shouted.
Rico's thick-muscled hips flew against her like piledrivers. He increased his fucking
blows until his cock burned with the friction. His balls rose and tightened up in their
sac. The thick tube running through the center of his cock was ready to take the jizz
boiling up in his nuts.
"MORE! MORE!" Cindy cried greedily, smacking her lips as she felt his dick throbbing
and jerking around inside her. Her pussy grabbed that prong instinctively, holding it as
Rico went crazy on top of her.
"FFUUUUUCKK!"
Then Cindy felt scalding jets of something sticky shooting out of his cock into her cunt.
It burned into her like hot acid. Cindy felt herself finally pushed over the brink. Letting
out several harsh, grunting sounds the girl stiffened, ha legs kicking out, her fingers
fanned along Rico's shoulders while her head dug hard into the ground. She looked as
if someone had atached a thousand-volt wire to her body as the first orgasmic spasm
hit her pussy like an atomic bomb!
"ARRGHHHH!"
She shrieked again and again, feeling Rico's balls lose their load inside her. He pushed
his body down hard and held it there.
"Take it, baby, take all my fuckin' cum," he whispered in her ear.
"Yes, fuck, fuck, FUCK!" Cindy moaned back. The blonde teenager tossed and
twitched, raking Rico's back with her sharp fingernails.
"OHHH! CUMMMM!" the young woman cried out, the world seeming to crash into
her spasming pussy.
When she finally came back to her senses Rico was stroking her tits, smiling down at
her while moving his hips gently from side to side. She could feel his softening cock
stirring her insides around. What a strange, delicious feeling that was!
"I... I think I'd beter go home," she stammered, feeling a rush of shame and guilt.
She'd done the worst thing of her life... that is, if she went by her mother's standards.
Her mother! How could she say things like that about sex, about fucking, when all she
did was stay at home and do nothing?
"I could go for you again... and again and again," Rico whispered, laughing as he kissed
her teasingly on the side of the neck.
Cindy shivered, feeling hot rushes of sensation warm her pussy. Yes, oh yes, she could
have lain there and let him fuck her blind. But she had to get home. Her mother would
be worrying about her. And her best friend could cover her tracks for only a few hours.
"Okay, I'll drive you back. We gonna see one another?" Rico asked, pulling his flaccid
cock from her slackening pussy.
Cindy shivered as the head popped free. She rub bed her palms briskly over her upper
arms, staring at that long limp thing dangling from Rico's hairy crotch. Only a few
minutes ago it had been so long and thick and had driven her half crazy. No doubt,
Cindy thought, it could do that again if she wanted.
But no, she had to get home, home to her overbearing, undersexed mother.
"If you want," she said softly, bating her eyes and peering up at him through her long
lashes. Both of them dressed slowly, each looking at the other. Cindy buckled her halter
back up and slid her shorts up her long legs as she watched Rico's cock disappear into
his faded Levi's. Grass stubble citing to her flesh. She'd have to make sure all of it was
brushed off before coming home. Her mother was no fool. It wouldn't take her long to
figure out what really happened this evening!
"Come on," Rico said, stretching out one hand to help her up.
After gathering up the two jackets Rico slid into the car and started the engine.
"Nice, real nice," Rico said, kissing her before setling down behind the wheel and
pulling back onto the main highway.
Cindy wiggled her ass beck and forth in the seat, feeling her cunt still throbbing with
excitement and sexual heat. Wow! Wait until she told Janice about what had happened.

***

Back at her home Cindy's mother was in the main hallway, holding tightly onto the
front door while a young dark-haired youth stood cockily on the front steps.
"Name's Franko... Franko Tolbo," he said, wiping his lips with the back of one hand
while rocking his body from side to side. He seemed to be in constant motion. Drugs?
Sharon wondered, wrinkling up her forehead in distaste. No, he didn't seem to be
incoherent. It was just his atitude, defiant to the point of being surly. And he couldn't
have been over nineteen! She had to talk with the temporary job placement service
tomorrow. Even though all she wanted was temporary help, she hadn't expected this.
"Franko Sharon began, straightening her back and trying to sound efficient. "I've got
plenty of cleaning that has to be done. The yard, basement, and especially the rear
area."
Why was she having trouble breathing? Was it because of the hot humid night, the way
he stared at her as she talked, his tight-fiting Levi's that showed every outline of his
thick-muscled lower body? That T-shirt was soaked with perspiration, revealing his dark
flesh and nipples underneath. Sharon had to look away, dropping her hand from the
door and stepping back. She suddenly felt so odd, as if. she were a prisoner in her own
home!
"You let things really go down, eh?" he asked, stepping forward. Sharon felt threatened
by this man looming now in her front doorway.
"I'm... I'm selling. The house is just too big for me," Sharon stammered. What was
going wrong? This was silly. Only a few moments ago she'd been calmly reading the
evening paper, wondering when she could finally put the house up on the market.
Cindy, she knew, was against selling. But this two-story four-bedroom place was just
too much for her.
"Too bad. Nice, real nice," Franko commented in a low voice, his eyes rolling around as
he took in the living room.
That damned tense tingle was building again in her cunt. Her thighs felt so warm,
while her nipples were geting stiff. Sharon turned, not wanting Franko to notice what
was happening to her.
"The salary's minimum wage – three dollars an hour," she panted, holding onto the
edge of the sofa.
"You got a deal, lady," he said, his eyes narrowing as she turned to face him. Sharon
blushed, wondering if he knew. "I'll start right now."


Chapter 3

"Easy boy, easy," Sharon said, holding onto the collar of Cindy's pet German Shepherd.
Franko was backed up against the garage wall, his eyes wide while the animal growled
angrily up at him. Sharon was trying to soothe the aroused animal, peting him with
her free hand while struggling with him with the other. "He didn't mean anything. He
just doesn't know you yet. I thought I'd locked him up in the basement."
"Man, lady, that thing nearly took my fuckin' arm off!" Franko growled, wiping his
forehead with the back of one hand. The dog's fur bristled around his powerful neck
while his black rubbery lips peeled back, revealing a set of powerful criss crossed fangs.
Sharon tugged back again, grunting as the animal dug his paws in the ground and
strained forward. Franko edged back, sweat rolling down his bare massive chest. There
was litle he was afraid of. But a growling German shepherd, he knew, was something
few people cared to brave unarmed.
"Come on, Rex, come on," Sharon commanded, puffing back so hard on the collar that
the leather started choking the big animal. Why did Cindy get him to follow her
around so easily? They'd brought him for protection. But it seemed to Sharon she
needed protection from the hulking animal at times.
"I don't know if I can work with that thing, around," Franko said, his muscles relaxing
as Sharon tugged the still-growing German shepherd away from him.
"He won't bother you, I promise," she called over her shoulder. It had been hard
geting temporary help at minimum wage. With a recession on the older woman
thought there'd be a line up at her front door. But Franko was the first who bad
appeared after she'd contacted the placement service three days ago. He seemed like a
diligent worker in spite of his atitude. This unfortunate incident with Rex, she hoped,
wouldn't deter him. There was so much to do, so much to clean up before puting the
house on the market. And Sharon was glad the boy was willing to work this evening. In
three days at the most, she guessed, everything would be stacked up, ready to be
disposed of or sold. Then the property would look decent enough to go up on the
market.
"Inside!" she said, shoving the whimpering Rex into the kitchen, then slamming the
door behind him. The dog jumped up onto the door, his bushy tail wagging back and
forth while his long pink tongue hung out one side of his mouth. Sharon wiped the
sweat from her forehead, sighing deeply. They'd have to get rid of that animal once
they left here. He was just too big and unmanageable for her. It was Cindy's dog and,
of course, her daughter was nowhere around to manage him!
"Okay, lady, I'll finish this up then come back tomorrow," he said, turning around and
ducking back into the garage. Sharon watched helplessly as he rummaged through a
mountain of trash, the bright lights burning overhead, making his sweaty flesh glisten
seductively. Oh, how she wanted him!
Want? Want this boy hardly older than her daughter? She was shocked at herself! She
drew her hands over her mouth to stifle a groan. After all her talks to Cindy about
good and bad, about sex and how terrible it was before marriage, Sharon found herself
desiring someone nearly half her age.
She turned around and ran back into the house, nearly tripping over Rex who followed
her into the living room. Sharon nervously clutched the back of the sofa, trying to
steady herself as her breath came in irregular pants and gasps. What could she have
been thinking of? What kind of woman was she turned into? Her fingernails were
tearing the soft material of the couch.
Fight it, fight it, Sharon, the woman thought, her teeth grited together while her knees
shook. Those erotic feelings were geting worse, coming in less than the usual two-week
cycles. There would be these days of build-up in her pussy, a pressure and tension that
made her short-tempered and snappish with everyone. Then it would happen, tonight
or the next. Oh, how she hoped it would be tonight, though the anticipation terrified
her too! Her moral training had been far more strict than Cindy's. The thought of sex
in any form frightened the woman. Her mother had severely beaten her once for
catching Sharon touching herself in the bathtub. Since that day the thought of
repeating that act or of actually enjoying sex to the fullest seemed repulsive.
But those dreams, those terribly exciting dreams were another story. They were always
so vivid, so vulgar. She'd never even considered such acts, had hardly heard about them
except occasionally in whispers in her early high-school days. But that had been years
ago. And now.
"Ohhhhh!"
Sharon closed her eyes, tightening her grip on the sofa back until some of the tickling,
burning pulsing itch had faded. Her cunt felt hot, moist, swollen. When she moved her
thighs slightly, the velvety surfaces rubbed against each other and more hot juice seeped
out. This was the worst it had been so far. Could she go outside again and face that
handsome young tough cleaning out her garage? She had to pay him. But to see his
muscular body, his ruggedly handsome face, those searching, defiant eyes would
weaken her. Sharon let her head fall back, giggling shamelessly there in the living room.
Would she fall down at his feet and beg him to... to do what to her, fuck her?
There was that word again. She stiffened as it crossed her mind. Fuck. FUCK! How it
screamed out at her. It was something she told her daughter she'd never permit hearing
in her home. But there it was, blazing in big white lights in her mind.
FUCKING!
"Hey, that all?"
Franco's voice shot through the house like a fired pistol. Sharon let out a litle cry and
managed to muster the strength and will to face him.
"Yes. Tomorrow... in the afternoon," she said, moving to the desk for her purse. Franko
was outside, calling through the rear screen door. He had no intention of entering the
house as long as Rex sat in the corner of the kitchen, his dark brown eyes rolled up
while a steady growl came from his throat.
Sharon moved into the kitchen, holding the money in one hand.
"Back, Rex," she ordered, kicking at the animal while cracking the screen door open
and handing Franko his pay.
"See you tomorrow," he said, mock-saluting her with one hand. "And take care of the
mut, will ya lady? Makes me nervous."
She watched as he slipped the soaked T-shirt over his chest, pulled it down to his waist
and sauntered off into the night.
"Oh God!" Sharon whispered, locking the rear door and staggering back into the living
room. The pressure in her cunt was almost unbearable! How would she be able to make
it through the night? Would those erotic dreams come, relieving the tension, making
her climax just as she fought through unconsciousness and woke up with her pussy
spasming and throbbing as if... ohhhh, as if her husband had just finished fucking her?
Fucking. There was that word again, that wonderful, terrible word making her fingers
shake and her flesh pucker up into goosepimples!
"NO!" She cried.
Sharon felt silly. All she had to do was step into a cold shower and that would be the
end of it. As she moved toward the hail leading to the bathroom the older woman
stopped. Her breathing was so shallow and uneven. She felt shakier than usual. From
the far end of the hail Rex padded toward her, his tail erect, ears pricked forward.
Sharon cringed. Something was wrong this evening with the animal. He'd been
unusually hard to control lately, and tonight it was even worse. She'd heard he was part
wild animal, and this evening she'd seen that ugly side come out. There was something
wolf-like in his manner, something that both terrified and excited her.
But that was silly. Sharon laughed at herself. Why should she concern herself about a
dog? He'd done nothing to merit such consideration. She'd tell Cindy about it tonight
when her daughter got home. Maybe that incident would shake some responsibility into
the girl, something she couldn't seem to do.
"Down, Rex down!"
The dog was suddenly swarming around her legs. She felt a damp nose on her right
calf, then again halfway up her thigh.
Sharon jumped back, slapping downward at the dog. What was he doing? What was he
thinking? She shivered with revulsion, wondering if he could smell her aroused pussy.
And if he could, what he was thinking of doing? The answers made her sick.
"NO!" she cried, slapping down again. But the dog ducked back. She was halfway down
the hail going to the bathroom when she felt his nose slide between her moving thighs
and bump the underside of her hot cuntal mound. The touch sickened her more.
Pitching to one side, Sharon grabbed onto the wail, trying to kick out at him. What had
goten into the animal? Was he atacking her? Should she scream out for the neighbors?
But wouldn't they only say she was imagining things, the illusions of a lonely widow?
They'd all laugh at her, possibly even tell dirty stories about the incident. If nothing
else, Sharon was concerned about her pride and reputation. She couldn't tell anyone the
real reason why Rex was frightening her now.
"Back, Rex, to the kitchen, back!"
Oh how did Cindy get him to mind her? Sharon felt strangely giddy and weakened.
Was it because of that dog's touch? Could he be exciting her sexually? Yes, yes, that
had to be it. But he was only a dog, just an animal! Just?
"Oh, get out of here, GET OUT!" Sharon shrieked.
The hail swam around her as she stumbled down the wall, bumping into a corner. Rex
pressed close behind. He was licking her now, licking the soft ness behind each knee.
She felt his spit washing over her legs, felt that wonderful hot, lapping tongue.
"No, no, noooooo..."
This was awful! She had to get to the bathroom, to the living room, anywhere except
here with the pursuing animal.
"Away, get away."
Sharon felt his nose shoving hotly against her cuntal mound again. She felt the nylon of
her panties being pressed up between her puffy cuntlips. The woman groaned, her
knees snapping together, then, falling apart buterfly fashion. Why were her shoulders
shaking? And what about that awful swelling ball of heat in her belly? She was panting,
panting as heavily as the German shepherd above her. The girl grasped frantically at the
light fixture mounted on the wall. Rex barked, buting her thighs farther apart with his
head. Then he began licking his tongue over her butocks. Sharon felt the silky material
of her panties quickly soak through. Now she could feel the roughness of the dog's
tongue through it.
"This... can't be... happening!" she panted, her face red and pinched as she breathed
heavily through her mouth.
Her words seemed lost in the house. Suddenly it seemed so big, so overpowering.
Sharon felt tiny in that big empty hail. She could smell herself now, smell the pungent
cunt juice oozing from her slot and weting down her panties. The dog liked it, fought
for it. She could feel his paws scraping her flesh painfully as he drove his snout up
against her pussy, shoving his tongue against her snatch, wanting to lap up more. How
she hated that animal, hated him for making her feel those wonderful feelings taking
her over now.
"Away, no, get away," Sharon panted.
But the dog could tell her resistance had come to nothing. She felt the dampened nylon
being stretched away from her body. Ohh, how delicious it was to feel the surface of
Rex's hot tongue graze one exposed cuntlip. Gasping from the unbelievable tickle
Sharon shoved her hands down to cover the exposed cunt. Rex lapped at her fingers,
nuzzling at them with lust.
"OH NOOOOOOO!" she wailed, turning suddenly to face him. She raised one hand,
wanting to hit him hard against the side of his head. But the animal jumped back easily
from her weakened blow. And when he went through her defenses the next time
Sharon thought she'd pass out from the wild touch of his tongue against her snatch.
The sudden, scalding pressure of his tongue as it peeled her pussylips apart almost
brought the woman to her knees.
Rex growled deep in his throat. Sharon knew this couldn't go on. She had to get away
from the German shepherd or something would happen... something more awful than
this.
"Get away... get away from here," she mutered to herself.
And yet she was trapped. The dog pressed up harder. Sharon felt her butocks pressed
tight against the corner of the hail. She couldn't pull away from him, couldn't seem to
make the dog stop. Sharon raised her hand a third time. And when Rex ducked back,
she pushed forward and staggered awkwardly away from the bathroom toward the
living room. The front yard! If she could get some air, get out the front door and
breathe, then she'd be all right. She could leave the dog inside, rest on the porch, fight
down those terrible thoughts assailing her until her daughter came home. Somehow
with Cindy there it would be all right. Rex wouldn't dare try anything when Cindy was
around.
"Get away, bad dog!"
Sharon ran across the huge living room. She was panicked now, pursued by that
animal. Yes, he looked part wolf especially now as he ran after her. As she neared the
front door the animal lunged around the sofa, catching her by the door.
"OH GOD!"
Rex hadn't really bit her. But the sharp brush of his teeth against her ankle was enough
to make her choke with terror. She stumbled and fell, sliding across the carpeting The
shepherd pounced, his paw braced on her thighs as he nuzzled at her ass. Sharon
turned onto her back, snapping her thighs together as she curled her fingers into two
tight fists and beat at him. She couldn't believe this was happening. He was trying to
rape her, rape her with his pointed maw in her own living room! If this scene weren't
so grotesque, she would have laughed.
"Oh stop, stop it," she cried, tears oozing from under her closed eyelids. Wouldn't
anything take this terrible dog away from her? She'd fought it with all her strength and
still he came back, atacking her, knocking down what few defenses she had.
Rex growled out a warning. Sharon stopped, edging back on the carpeting until she felt
her back touching the front edge of the sofa cushions. She trilled, looking away from
the dog's eyes. They lanced with mischief and lust as he started licking her again. Her
dress was hiked up now around her belly. He licked her there, weting her navel and
the botom of her protruding rib cage. She was on her elbows watching him with fear
and confusion. Her pussy ached so with frustration, the tension of desire brought to a
fever pitch from watching the half-nude Franko working in the garage. And now this!
"Oh, oh Rex, Rex," she mutered, her head rolling from side to side. It was only
friction, one wet surface rubbing another. She couldn't be expected to lie there while
the dog did this to her.
"I can't let... let this happen," she said, suddenly resolving to get away from Rex and
move back into the hail in another atempt to get to the bathroom. She had to wash,
wash away that animal's awful spit from her thighs and pussy.
The animal followed her as she pushed shakily to her feet and started for the hall. She
was too weak. Rex nuzzled lightly between her thighs and whined. Sharon gripped the
arm of the sofa and twisted around, siting down heavily. Rex positioned himself
between her knees and started lapping them tenderly. It was that gentle wet brush of
his touch that made her close her eyes tightly and dig her nails into her palms.
"Don't... please... don't... ohhhh!"
The dog's tongue slid up higher along the insides of her thighs. Why did it feel so
wonderful? It was almost like those days when she wanted to touch herself, to finger
her cunt. She remembered again her mother being ready for that, having caught her
doing it and punishing her severely. In her entire life she'd never brought herself to
climax. She'd left that litle job to her husband. And after the first few years it had
become that... a laborious job, one that brought embarrassment more often than not to
both of them.
Rex was trying to reach her panties again. His tongue stretched out, brushing the wet
narrow band of nylon covering her wet slot. She couldn't believe it! Sharon was moving
down on the sofa cushion, pushing her hips forward. The dog whimpered and moved
the long tip of his snout from side to side.
Sharon groaned, tearing the sofa cushions with her nails as the nylon band pressed hard
against her pussy. Sharon heard another dog barking in the distance. No, she couldn't
really be doing this! It had to be a dream.
"No, NO!"
Sharon caught the dog's head in her hands and started pushing him away from her
spit-soaked cunt. He started the low growl in his throat again. His eyes slited while his
ears pinned back.
"You can't, you just can't!" she insisted.
But Rex had other ideas. He opened his mouth wide and pressed his fangs into her
fleshy left thigh. He didn't bite, just showed her that he could. The keen sensation of
those teeth sinking in made the woman shudder and suck in a ragged breath. The
burning sensation of her nerves being stimulated at so sensitive a spot made her heart
pound wildly. Yes, she was leting this happen. And oh, how insanely wonderful it was!


Chapter 4

Sharon stuck one leg out, fanning her toes, wriggling them to get rid of the tingling
sensation between them. The wild ticklish ache between her thighs was geting worse.
She could feel herself building steadily toward an orgasm. Coming!
How awful it had seemed when her mother described what men and women did in bed.
Sharon giggled, covering her mouth with one hand, picturing that terrible night before
her marriage when her mother talked to her about "duty" and "sacrifice" when it came
to satisfying a man's "darker side." If only her mother could see her now, spread eagled
in front of this licking, sniffing German shepherd, hunching her pussy up to him
voluntarily. Ohhh, how her body responded with chills when she rubbed her thighs
against his furry head! Her mind was becoming overloaded with the lusty rub of the
dog's mouth. Her senses exploded with the hungry need to increase the stimulation, If
only she could have something inside her!
"Oh no, NOOO!"
What on earth could she be thinking of? She had to remember she was a mother. She
had a teenaged daughter under her care. What would happen if the girl were suddenly
to walk in and catch her mother like this, sprawled out on the floor, her belly and tits
wet with the dog's spit while her dark red pussymeat was peeled open for the dog's
pleasure? She shuddered, picturing the shock and horror of her daughter at such a
discovery.
"No, awful, awful'..."
Somehow she managed to crawl on all fours across the living room, Rex in hot pursuit.
He licked her legs, lapped her calves, tried once or twice to mount her. All the time
Sharon was screaming, kicking out at the animal when she could, hiting him with her
firsts when he con fronted her and tried to block her way.
"Have to get to the bathroom... have to," she panted, shaking her head vigorously. Her
long blonde hair splashed across her knuckles as the woman steadied herself. Get
control of yourself, damn it, control! Sharon warned herself, biting her lower lip until
she tasted blood. She couldn't let her senses get the beter of her. No, no, she'd have to
fight off that delicious throbbing ache between her legs and crawl to the bathroom.
There she could get away from the animal, could climb into the tub and train a cold
spray of water on her pussy. That would curb any wild, perverted thoughts she had.
"Get away, AWAY!" Sharon screamed, jerking her head around and shouting through
the strands curtaining her face.
The German shepherd growled again, knocking her off balance and to the floor twice.
He lunged over her back, diving his legs between her thighs again. Her panties were
pulled into a tangled, twisted rope between her asscheeks. Rex moved around and wet
her there too, nipping her shivering but flesh with his fangs.
Sharon felt as if she were crawling for her life. When she got to the hail she saw the
light through the door.
Have to get inside... have to... Rex confronted her, lapping her face. Sharon screamed,
wiping the warm spit off her cheeks, digging her nails into the carpeting and pulling
herself along the hail runner.
"NO!"
Sharon was halfway inside now. She could feel the cold, smooth tiles that promised
relief from her ordeal. Rex yipped and danced at her feet as she dragged herself forward
on her belly. Her pussy was almost completely exposed now. The animal made one last
move, shoving part of his black mouth into her cunt slit.
"Uuuuuhhhh!"
Sharon's eyelids flutered open as she kicked his head out of the bathroom. Somehow
she managed to wedge the door shut. Standing up fast she clung to the edge of the tub,
stretching out one hand for the spigot. Water splashed against her wrist. Oh, it was so
cold, so painful! But she had to get in, had to get away from the dog now throwing
himself against the door and barking in a wild frenzy.
"No, NO!" Sharon cried, clapping her hands over her ears and slipping head first into
the tub. She remembered only the cold water touching her pussy, making it contract
painfully, soothing the burning ache that threatened to erupt into a mind-blasting
climax. She lay in the tub for several minutes, the cold water drenching her blouse, her
panties, her skirt.
Thank God, Sharon thought to herself, peeling her clothes finally off and tossing them
splashing onto the tiled floor. She'd saved herself once more from experiencing orgasm.
With all her sexual needs Sharon still refused to admit them. Siting in the tub, now
turning on the warm water to make her bath more comfortable, the blonde woman
sighed with relief.
Have to wash this off, wash it off, Sharon said to herself, wondering if she could ever
wash away the memory of what she'd almost done with the animal.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the front door closing.
"Cindy, that you?" she called out, feeling a flash of guilt redden her face. She hoped her
daughter wouldn't come in just now.
"Hi, Mom! Janice says hello," Cindy called through the door. "I'm kinda tired. I'll do
some quick studying and go to bed." Her chirping voice trailed down the hail.
Sharon called out good night, happy her daughter wouldn't see her in this confused
state. Tomorrow she'd have a beter grip on herself. As she stepped from the tub and
toweled herself off, Sharon wondered about those dreams she'd been having lately and
wondered what would happen this evening, especially after the incident with Franko
and Rex.


Chapter 5

Later that night Cindy was undressed, wearing only her panties as she curled up on her
single bed and thumbed through her Victorian English literature book. She hated
school. All those dry, boring historical facts she'd have to know in a few days for exams,
and all she could think about tonight was Rico and how hard and wonderful his body
had felt! "Mmmmmm," she moaned, snapping her book closed and shoving it off the
bed in disgust. Cindy uncurled her legs and stretched them down the bed, siting up
against the headboard. Her hands stroked up and down her thighs, smoothing over her
hot flesh while she closed her eyes and pictured Rico's naked body. Oh, how she
wished he were here with her now.
The slamming of her mother's bedroom door jerked Cindy back to reality. She dropped
her hands for a moment, siting without daring to make a move. Her mother had
warned her about touching herself, warned her what kind of punishment she'd face if
she were ever caught.
But nothing had ever happened, and Cindy had touched herself in bed many, many
times before this evening. After waiting several minutes the young blonde teen began
all over, moving her hands over her large firm tits and sighing when she felt her nipples
stiffening, responding to her light teasing touch. Tiny beads of sweat began appearing
on her forehead, running down her sides from under her arms.
She was breathing harder, her eyes glimmering while her mouth slackened. She
massaged her flat belly more frantically, her fingers working lower and lower until she
could feel her wiry blonde cuntal hair tickling the sensitive flesh just under her nails.
Cindy tensed her thigh muscles, rocking her ass back and forth so hard the bed started
to squeak and groan.
"Oh yessssss!" she hissed, wallowing her shoulders against the pillow. The sheets
gathered under her undulating legs. Giggling hysterically in response to the power
rising in her cunt, the blonde slid her fingers still lower until she was curling them
against her moist, tight cuntal mound.
The girl shuddered as she spread back her puffy cuntlips. How strange it felt touching
herself now, thinking that only a few hours ago Rico was doing the same thing. Just a
short time before he was trenching out that hole with his cock, pounding it so hard her
body shook. How did her pussy feel to him? Hot? Wet? Nice and slick as it did now?
Her fingertips were wet with pussy oil. The in sane lust was growing stronger. Cindy
pulled her cuntlips farther back, exposing the tiny cut Rico had paid so much atention
to earlier. She was jerking her body on the bed now as if she were a speared fish. Her
tits jiggled, rolled together, then separated while her legs snapped apart. Cindy was
groaning steadily now while her heart pounded. She wanted to touch herself all over.
Behind her the headboard pounded against the wall. Cindy froze, fearing her mother
would hear the regular pounding and demand to know what was going on.
"Oh fuck, fuck," Cindy mutered, closing her eyes as a series of spasms rippled through
her swollen moist litle cunt. She could feel her pussy muscles cramping, making the
furry mound under her fingers actually move! The power between her kegs was
frightening. The young girl had no idea this could happen just from touching herself! It
hadn't happened like this before. Oh, what a difference fucking with a man a few hours
before made!
Moving her fingers back slightly the young blonde started toying wit her clit. At first
Cindy rubbed it gently with the side of her right fore finger, smoothing her thumb over
the surrounding wet slick flesh. The she pinched it teasingly, tugging at it, pushing it
down and leting it spring up while smoothing the rest of her fingers around her tense
inner cuntlips. Ohhh, the effect was maddening! Her knees jerked up to her belly while
she slid down the bed, moaning and thrashing around like a whore in heat. Her
butocks tightened and separated as she thrust her, hips from side to side, sawing her
cunt while she twisted her swollen clit harder.
Crying out, then twisting her head around and biting the pillow hard to keep quiet,
Cindy stuck her fingers deeper in her cuntal sheath. She jerked her thumb and
forefinger with faster movements, making her clit ache.
At that point something sounded in her ear, a sound that at first made the girl freeze
with fear. Was it her mother at the door, scratching, demanding to be let in? Cindy
sucked in a ragged breath and realized the smell of pussy juice hung heavily in the
room. Oh, what could she do now? Her mother would surely ground her for the rest of
the year.
On more careful inspection, however, Cindy realized the sound was only Rex
whimpering and scratching at the door. At first she thought she'd only ignore the
animal. He'd go' away after a while. But then he started growling loudly. Her mother
woul4 be waking up, walking down the hail, wondering why the German shepherd was
geting so carried away. No, Cindy couldn't take the chance. She'd have to find out
what was bothering the animal, take him downstairs, then come back and resume her
finger-fucking.
Sighing with frustration, Cindy straightened her juice-soaked panties, wondering for a
moment whether she should put something on over her naked torso. Then she laughed
at herself for feeling so modest in front of an animal, even if he was a male.
"What's the mater... OHHHHHH!"
Rex bounded into the room, springing past the girl and swirling around her legs. Cindy
staggered forward, failing against the door as it slammed shut. She stared down at the
growling animal in confusion. What on earth was going on?
"Rex, bad dog! Now come on, you've gota leave," Cindy said in a firm voice., But the
animal remained, standing in front of her, his fur standing up around his thick neck.
For the first time the girl felt nervous in front of her own pet. Had he gone mad? Was
he sick? Was he going to atack her? Cindy considered calling out for her mother when
the German shepherd troted around and started buting her back toward the bed.
"Stop it, STOP!"
But she pitched back, falling onto the bed with a loud crash. Before she knew what was
happening the animal was on top of her. A sudden hot wash of a tongue drove between
her butocks. Cindy almost cried out, sticking her fingers in her mouth and biting down
just in time. No, she couldn't call out for her mother, not with the room smelling like
this, not with the animal acting so strangely!
"Rex! What's goten into you... ohhhhhh!"
Now she remembered him nosing her earlier. Lots of dogs nosed around. It was just a
fact of life she didn't consider too much. But this! This was awful. Rex was doing the
same thing to her Rico had wanted to. A dog was eating her cunt. And what was
making it worse was that with each passing second his sloppy mouth was bringing back
the exciting heat she'd felt earlier. It was so hot, so smooth against her hairy cuntlips.
"Nooooo!"
Cindy somehow pushed the dog back. She was lying on the bed, staring in disbelief at
the big dog while whimpering through her nose.
"Got to get away," she said, rolling over and trying to crawl from the bed.
But Rex was fast, having serviced her mother only hours earlier. In a second he was on
her back, pumping his body against her ass. Something hot and slick and pointed
gouged at her cunt. The horror of what had almost happened brought her back to
reality. Reaching out, Cindy once again shoved the animal back. He was trying to fuck
her, trying to stab his knobby boner up her pussy!
"No, bad dog!" she cried, terror tightening her chest and making her mouth dry as
coton. How was this going to end? How could she get the animal out of her bedroom
without arousing her mother's suspicion?
Rex dropped his head after studying her for a second and started licking gently at her
ankles. Cindy shut her eyes and shivered at that light, ex citing touch. He'd changed
tactics, giving up the rough stuff and going for the gentle caresses. It was working.
Against her beter judgment Cindy was leting him do this to her. She moved her ass
back and forth on the bed. Then suddenly he slipped his muzzle up and pressed hard
against the soaked crotch panel of her nylon panties. The sensation of the wet material
rubbing against her pussy flesh combined with the feel of his stubby fur against her
cuntlips, making the girl nearly piss from excitement. Oh, she'd go crazy if Rex kept
this up!
"Stop it, boy, stop it!"
The animal didn't pay atention to her. She choked, trying to get air back into her
lungs. Rex was making funny noises as he plowed her cuntlips open, rubbing the nylon
band back and forth against her clit. It felt so crazy, so damned good to have this
happening to her! Never in a million years would Cindy have thought of doing this on
her own! She'd heard stories about women who went down on dogs, who let animals
fuck them. But they were bar-room whores in Mexican border towns who did it for
Yankee bucks! This was different.
''No..."
But her voice was only a hoarse whisper. Rex didn't make the slightest move that might
show he'd obey her. She closed her thighs, clamping his paws between them. The dog
growled, scraping his sharp-claws against her legs while twisting his head around and
sinking his teeth into one bulging thigh tendon.
Rex rolled his eyes up, watching her reaction. This show of intelligence and will made
Cindy go dizzy. He was actually forcing her to do what he wanted. It wasn't just an
accident. Rex knew somehow what he wanted to do and was using his weapons to
make her give in.
When the pain became sharp she opened her body to him again. He let out a small yip
of triumph and wiggled his nose against her pussy cleft. He was lapping hard, trying to
get the narrow sloppy band of nylon away from her warm, furry cunt.
"Oh, OHHHHH!"
Impatiently the dog lapped at the nylon, then let out a loud growl. Cindy cried Out as
she felt his sharp front teeth nip at her panties. He was tearing them, wrenching his
head as if he'd captured some small rabbit. The damp nylon tore. Rex was growling
excitedly. Panicked, Cindy struggled backward on the bed, her heels digging into the
matress as she squirmed away from the panting dog.
"No, no, NO!"
But in an instant her pussy was stripped. The white panty silk hung in shreds at her ass
and over her belly. The teen could feel the wetness of her pussy fully exposed to the
animal now. For an instant she considered running for the door again.
But then Rex was back at her snatch, wiggling his snout against her clit. The rough
wetness of his nose excited that sex organ. Rex couldn't know what that tiny lump of
flesh was. He just couldn't. But he went after it just the same, watching her closely as
he concentrated his licking and nuzzling on that nubbin.
"Unnnhhh!"
Cindy thought she was going to pass out from delight. His sloppy licking-rape was so
uncontrolled, so wild, and yet. so directed the girl felt herself soaring toward orgasm.
His tongue drove around her clit. She lay on the bed, tossing like a madwoman, her
arms out as if she were being readied for the cross. Her legs spread so widely apart they
dangled over the sides of the bed, Cindy let the big animal rest on his belly between her
knees and eat.
After some time she raised her knees slightly, almost feeling like a dog herself. She
could only moan now, speech having left her minutes ago. The wet, slurping sounds of
Rex's mouth stroking her cunt was maddening. Cindy realized she was tearing at the
sheets, shredding the soft coton material in places. Rex was growing wilder by the
second. Without any warning he started licking her belly too, moving onto her tits and
armpits. What made her stay on her back and let him do this to her? Why couldn't she
bring herself to jump up and race for the door?
Cindy couldn't answer those questions. Instead she peered down at the animal and
sighed as he lapped at the large dark pink nipples. Cindy felt her hips moving back and
forth, up to the animal's gnawing mouth. Rex was at her feet now, licking her toes and
ankles. It was the musky smell of her pussy that was driving him crazy.
What else could explain it? She sat propped up on her elbows, looking heavy-lidded at
the lapping animal. He was licking her knees again, moving up to her thighs and at last
sucking her naked litle cunt. Cindy pressed her cunt up to him, opening her legs until
she felt the muscles in her ass cramp with the tension. She was giving him every inch of
her cunt. Ohhh, how deliciously wicked this was!
"Yes, yes, fuck fuck," Cindy mumbled, rolling her head from side to side. Strands of her
blonde hair clung to her damp cheeks and forehead. Her rib cage rose and fell mightily
as she sucked in air with a whistling sound through her nose. Her knees snapped
together, then slowly fell apart as the dog's tongue fucked in and out of her sloppy litle
hole.
"Mmmmmmm, no, no," Cindy cried, this time trying to delay the climax she felt
building in her cunt. Rolling onto her belly, she giggled as the big dog bobbed his head
around, trying to find that hot litle spot that drove her crazy. He nosed around her
ears, then moved back down. Standing over her, Rex started licking down her back,
touching all the hollows and bumps of her spine. Cindy let out a shivery moan,
widening her knees. Slowly she raised her ass, wagging it back and forth for the animal.
It was so vile, so depraved, so thrilling! Raising herself a litle higher off the bed the
blonde teen gasped, the weight of her big tits pulling at her chest adding to the rising
heat in her cunt.
Rex grunted, weting each butock with his sloppy tongue. She was covered with dog
spit, drenched with it now! Cindy wondered if she smelled like a dog and guessed she
did.
The German shepherd smoothed his tongue down until more of his hot spit dribbled
down over the thick curls of h pussy. It was maddening to feel that. She arched her
back, rising on her knees, trying to give the dog more room. She was breathing with
irregular, shallow wheezes. Her head jerked from side to side while strings of drool
oozed out of both corners of her mouth. Cindy wobbled there on her elbows, gasping
in lungfuls of air when she could, holding her breath when Rex brushed an especially
sensitive spot. She spread her thighs apart until her inner cuntlips peeled stickily back.
Rex pushed forward hungrily, raking his tongue under her cuntal mound and upward.
"Ohhhhhh... ughhhhhh!"
Cindy couldn't hold back any more. Rolling around on her back she embraced the dog
with her thighs, leting him finish her off. Strange pictures drifted in front of her eyes as
she came. There were images of Rico fucking her, of Rex lapping her off. Then they
became confused. Gasping, babbling, going half mad on the bed, Cindy cried out as the
sharp edge of climax cut through her like a rusty saw. She spasmed, convulsing inward.
She rolled in a wild fever of lust that hurt as much as pleased. Rex didn't give up. He
kept gouging his hot nose into her cramping cuntal mouth, drawing out more and
more juice. She cried out again and held onto his furry back, knowing there was no
escape now. She was trapped, trapped by her own sensuality. She scratched him hard,
digging her fingernails into his thick coat of fur. The animal wiggled his ass, his paws
clawing at the wrinkled sheet.
Cindy bucked upward, rolling and squirming on the squeaking bed as the throes
tortured her with a pleasure too intense to stand. She didn't know at the moment what
the hot flecks were that splashed against her thighs and legs stringy lines up one side of
her body. Then she realized Rex was rubbing his furry cock sheath against her calf and
knee. He was humping forward with rapid movements. Each time he did, the red
doggie dick sprayed doggie jizz.
Cindy babbled out something, feeling a shock of revulsion make her stomach turn over.
This was too much. In spite of the intense pulsing pleasure in her cunt, this was too
much!
Gathering what strength she could, the blonde teen managed to slide off the bed and
stagger to the dresser. She held onto the top drawer for dear life, her knees slowly
strengthening as the seconds passed. Behind her she could hear Rex whimpering, trying
to lick himself where his hot jizz had shot out. He wheeled in circles on her bed,
bobbing his head up and down, then fell to licking his furry litle balls.
"My God, what've I done?" Cindy whispered. It was too wild, too awful for her to think
of right now. If anyone ever found out, if her mother ever found out...
Somehow she made it to the door, cracking it open and peering down the darkened
hail. No, there was no light from under her mother's door. She smiled to herself,
padding down the corridor to the bathroom. Behind her she heard Rex troting. Thank
God. He was through with her for the time being. He shot her a quick glance, then
nonchalantly moved down the stairway toward his bed in the kitchen.
In the bathroom Cindy skinned what was left of her shredded panties off her body,
crumpling them up into a small ball and wondering how she could destroy them. It
would have to wait until tomorrow.
He's just a dog, just a horny dog, Cindy told herself as she stepped into the shower and
turned her body slowly under the hot spray. Yes, wasn't that simple enough? There was
no mystery in what happened. It was an unfortunate accident, one that she'd never
have happen to her again! And yet how had he known just what to do? Certainly Rex
couldn't have been servicing women in the neighborhood. Or could he? Who?
These questions tired Cindy. She wanted only to forget what happened. She was tired,
feeling as if she could sleep for days. In the morning things would be different.
Toweling herself off and taking the tell-tale panties with her out of the bathroom Cindy
tiptoed into her bedroom, closing and locking the door.
She stared at the torn and wrinkled topsheet, signs of what had happened a few
minutes ago. The room still smelled with the odor of heavy fucking. Rushing to the
window Cindy jerked the pane open, feeling a rush of cool humid air against her arms.
"Oh, what have I done?" she moaned, pressing the back of one hand against her
burning forehead. Saliva and cum stains on the sheets made her shiver with revulsion.
Quickly she changed sheets, her mind still whirling around dizzyingly.
Sliding back under the covers the young teen turned off the light and drew the coverlet
up to her chin. My name is Cindy Saffron, she repeated over and over again as she sank
into unconsciousness.
The next day Sharon made breakfast as usual, checking the clock and calling up to her
daughter for the third time. It was almost eight o'clock. If Cindy didn't hurry she'd be
late for school.
"You didn't have to shout," the girl said petulantly, rushing into the kitchen and
grabbing a glass of orange juice from the table.
"You sit down and eat properly young lady," Sharon ordered, trying to keep her voice
firm. It was becoming more and more difficult to keep her daughter in line. She could
feel Cindy tugging at the restraints of her discipline. How many times had she told her
not to wear those revealing shorts and halter? Teachers at school complained about it,
the provocative way her daughter dressed, sat and walked, distracting the entire class
and upseting the instructors. Sharon burned with indignation that the teachers should
call her up and complain about her daughter. But she knew they were right. How could
she tell Cindy, though, without weathering yet another storm of angry words?
"I'll be late," Cindy complained, glancing at the wall clock. If she rushed she could
catch sight of Rico before her math class. She smiled, thinking about how they'd be
lying together soon, fucking while her mother thought she was visiting another friend.
Cindy almost giggled at her deceit.
"Then be late. If you didn't spend all morning sleeping in you wouldn't have to gobble
down breakfast," Sharon said, sliding a plate of bacon and fried eggs under her
daughter's nose. Just then Rex troted in, sniffing first at Cindy's legs, then at Sharon's.
The two women shot glances at one another, then looked away quickly.
"I'm through," the blonde teen said, shoving her chair back and dabbing her lips clean
with the paper napkin.
"Don't forget tonight. You said you'd help me clean out the sewing room," Sharon said.
It was an unpleasant reminder for Cindy that they were go ing to move.
"I won't," she said, pecking her mother on the cheek, grabbing her books and dashing
from the kitchen. Sharon bit her lower lip, cleaning off the table and sliding the dirty
dishes into the washer.
She'd meant to tell her daughter about her dressing. Would she take any more flack
from the teachers today?
Oh, it was all so confusing, so frustrating! For the past month Sharon had felt a tension
growing; between her and her daughter. Cindy had avoided her eyes, especially this
morning. But ever since she'd announced the potential sale of the house her daughter
had become reticent, steering conversations away from anything except the most
superficial small talk. Did Cindy suspect that she and Rex... The thought leveled her. If
she ever did find out, Sharon knew she'd die with shame and embarrassment.
Halfway through her morning chores, Sharon heard the doorbell ring and knew it was
Franko there to finish up his cleaning of the garage. He was quiet this morning, saying
litle as she had to cuff the dog repeatedly to keep him from eating her cunt right there
in the living room. Thankfully the boy hadn't seemed to notice anything strange. He
was more polite this time around, smiling openly. There wasn't the undertone of harsh
sexuality Sharon had picked up earlier. She sighed with relief. She wasn't ready to deal
with something like that right now.
Pushing both Franko and Rex out the kitchen door Sharon went back to her chores,
peering through the curtains now and then to check up on them both. Rummaging
sounds from within the garage told her Franko was busy with his cleaning, while she
could see Rex in the back yard. He romped with his shadow, weting himself in the
sprinkler then rolled playfully on his back.
"To hell with it... to hell with everything," she murmured, wiping the sweat off her
forehead with the back of one hand. How could she keep her daughter in control when
she couldn't control her own emotions?
It was midafternoon when Sharon finished washing down the kitchen cabinets. The
temperature outside had soared into the high eighties, although the humidity made it
feel like one-hundred-plus degrees. The big house was quiet except for Rex snoring in
the corner of the front room. Sharon had let him in when he whined at the back door,
the sticky heat finally becoming too much for him.
Sharon showered and threw a dressing gown around her shoulders. Suddenly she felt
excited, her nakedness and the sensation of that see-through material making her chest
heavy with lust. Would she have the nerve to glide into the still living room and waken
the sleeping animal? Could she even think of something like that? She'd crawled away
from him earlier, falling into the bathtub and cooling her passion with icy water.
But now how different things looked. Alone, alone in this big empty house, the
temperature and humidity so high the slightest movement made her flesh damp.
Arousal, sharp and powerful, rose in her.
Sharon shivered. The silken gown clung to the curves of her thighs and tits. It was silly
to fight off what she really wanted. Her escape from the animal last night was a lie. She
wanted him, wanted his tongue washing down her pussy. Oh, how her pussy swelled
when she thought of that beautiful German shepherd! No, sue could never trust a man
1 the secret of her overpowering lust. But a dog... how could he tell anyone?
Sharon shook her head, shedding away any conflicts she might have in her mind. All
that was left was the hungry warm throb of her cunt. She could reel the delicate tissues
flooding with juice and blood. She clutched the gown to her belly, hurrying sown the
stairs to the big living room.
Rex stirred lightly, opening his eyes when he felt her gown brushing over his head.
Sharon bit her lips again, stroking his short fur, feeling her pussy move as the hairs
tickled her fingers. She could steady feel her cuntal muscles cramping into a tight knot.
Reaching over, she scratched him behind the ears, tickled his side with one hand. The
animal raised his head, grunted, then laid it on his paws again.
What could be wrong? She sat on the floor and let her gown fall open. The heat in the
room seemed to increase as if someone had set fire to the walls. Sharon couldn't believe
she was actually doing this, trying to encourage a dog to get interested in her pussy.
There was something degrading about this. It was bad enough to have the animal force
himself on you. But here she was actually dressed sexily for him and he refused to even
stiff at her hot litle box!
"Ohhhhh!" she moaned, hoping the moan would arouse him. The hot dampness of her
cunt opened to Rex's mouth if he wanted it. All her pride and moral reservations were
in taters.
But the dog appeared not to want it at all. Sharon flushed red. She was being refused by
a... a dog! She was flaunting herself shamelessly like this and being refused! Frantic,
almost en raged, Sharon stuck one finger into her soppy pussy and held it in front of
the dog. She had never touched herself, but now the woman was well past the point of
no return.
"Look, Rex, look," she said.
The German shepherd, sniffed her finger and pricked his ears forward. Still nothing
happened. Sharon bit her lip. Could the shower she'd just taken be a reason? Sucking
in a deep breath, Sharon rubbed her finger along her cuntlips a second time and
smelled again. It was almost like smelling a newly washed bathroom towel. There was
just a hint of her hot musky odor she usually had.
Sharon rose shakily to her feet and hurried back to the kitchen. Maybe Rex was a litle
gluted from having her last night. But he really didn't get all he wanted. Of course the
woman had had no idea that Cindy had taken the animal on shortly after she rejected
him.
But what could she do now? What did dogs like to smell, to eat best? Sharon glanced
excited through the kitchen window curtains and saw the pile outside the garage still
growing. Good, the boy was still occupied. That would still give her some time with the
animal. Rummaging through the cabinets Sharon grabbed a botle of steak sauce.
It was degrading to have to do this. She was feeling shame and guilt as she clutched the
tail brown botle and rushed back into the living room. But mixed with the shame was
a thrill of what she was about to do. Her cunt was flooding hard enough to wet her
pussy curls. And when she walked the naked cuntlips pressed together, working back
and forth and forcing more slick juice to seep out. Walking into the large front room
Sharon called to Rex, turned and moved to the basement steps. She could hear the
animal troting behind and felt a flush of victory as she walked down into the cool
dampness of the cellar.
Sharon threw back one of the sheets covering mountains of trash and old furniture.
Then she fell back on the dusty sofa, slipping out of her gown. How wicked she felt
sprawled there naked in the dusky light, the botle of steak sauce trembling in her right
hand. Unscrewing the cap she sprinkled it on her belly and tits, smoothing the greasy
cold sauce around with her shaking fingers. Rex watched interested, then moved up,
sniffing at the brown substance. Sharon waited breathlessly, holding onto the botle
with one hand while still creating circles on her hot flesh with the sauce with the other.
"Ohhhh!"
Rex pricked up his ears and bounced up next to her. Slowly he began licking at her side
where the brown liquid had dribbled down. Sharon sucked in a deep breath at that first
wonderful touch of his tongue. She was shaking with anticipation, eager to have him
stick his muzzle in her cunt. But no, no, she didn't want to rush him. Now the woman
didn't want to frighten the animal away. This would be a nice long tongue fuck,
something that would turn her into the true bitch in heat she really was.
And Sharon knew she was a bitch. She didn't care any more. She breathed Rex's name,
peted his haunches as he lapped at the pool of gravy sauce. Sharon whimpered,
shaking more of the sauced onto her palm and rubbing it into the tangled cuntal
thatch. Knowing that the smell of the sauce excited the dog made it all that more
exciting to her. She felt thrilled to be greasing herself down like this, and more excited
that the dog was licking her clean. His tongue moved around wherever she smeared the
sauce. "Uhhhhh," Sharon cried, kicking out one leg as Rex's tongue touched an
especially hot spot. The tickling rub was excruciatingly pleasing. But Sharon knew it
would be! She started moving her hips against the cushions of that old sofa. Litle puffs
of dust rose in the air as Rex towered above her.
"Good dog, good dog!" he gasped.
Sharon spread her thighs and shook the botle directly over her steamy cunt. Gobs of
the steak sauce plopped down onto her furry mound. She could feel it dripping her
already soaked cuntlips. Yes, yes, this was beautiful, just what she wanted in life!


Chapter 6

How the sauce and the animal's spit dripped down her ass! Rex lurched forward and
started eating at her pussy wildly. His nose moved up and down through her slit,
forcing her cuntlips apart. He was stretching the woman's cuntal mouth open farther.
Sharon let her head fall back, rolling it from side to side, over the back of the old
couch. Now that she was geting licked off so beautifully the woman couldn't let
anything so dismal as guilt stop' her pleasure. How strange how quickly her moral
qualms about sex had dissolved! She wanted it all now. Moaning loudly the blonde
writhed her shoulders against the sofa cushions. She peted the dog with her hands, her
feet, not caring about what her daughter or anyone might think. She was being wet all
over with spit, doggie spit. She didn't care what kind of spit. Anything that felt so
damned good couldn't be all that bad.
Rex growled loudly, leting his fangs nip along the puffed outer cuntlips. The feeling
almost made her faint! No one had ever done that to her. It hurt her in a way that
made Sharon grind her ass up for more. The tug of fear she felt wasn't enough to make
her shove the animal away. Instead she humped her back and pressed her cuntal
mound up harder for him to eat. His fangs dug along the hot flesh, the hairs around his
thick neck bristling with the wildness both of them felt. Again he tossed his head
around, barking so loudly Sharon feared he might atract atention.
"Oh damn... damn!"
The sauce botle had slipped from her fingers. It rolled along the floor, the thick gravy
gurgling out onto the concrete. But now Rex didn't need any encouragement. He was
well into the act. Sharon clawed at the dog's furry back, urging him on then restraining
him when the biting made her wince and cry out in pain. She felt so vulnerable in this
pain. But leting the dog almost hurt her was exciting. Flames of excitement licked
along her inner thighs. Every square inch of her body was alive. The woman dug her
feet against the animal's furred sides and felt the hairs tickle the sensitive spots between
her toes. Ohhh, how good life was!
Her body twisted on the sofa, responding fast to the sloppy friction against her cunt
slit. Thank God Rex seemed to know instinctively when the biting became too intense.
He seemed to enjoy holding her cuntal mound between his jaws and shaking it gently.
Sharon held her breath, watching heavy lidded as he did that. She held her ass off the
sofa when he did this. The sensation brought new flashes of sexual electricity to her
body. Yes, yes, having the animal biting her, sinking his powerful fangs into the
quivering mound of pussy flesh shoved her up to the brink of a mind-shatering cum!
"Uh uh, ohhh, uhhhhh!"
Her hair splashed across her face. Sharon tossed under the dog's sucking mouth. Rex
pawed at her thighs as if he were frustrated. It was as if he wanted more of the sauce,
more of her cunt juice. Sharon didn't know, really didn't want to know.
"MY GOD!"
The dog leaped higher, licking her everywhere. She felt his tongue on her belly,
washing over her – nipples, sucking down her throat, then moving back down her
chest to her swampy pussy. Rex whined through his nose as he plowed his head back
between her soft thighs and stuck his long red tongue in her hole.
"God... yesssss!"
Rex's tongue forced, her swollen cuntmeat wide apart. Oh, how good it was feeling that
rough tongue scraping against the sides of her convulsing cunt! Her feet pounded the
floor while she curled her fingers and dug them into the soft material of the old sofa.
Nothing could be this good in life! Sharon felt him licking around the sensitive ring of
cuntal muscles. She felt them cramping and tightening around the dog's muzzle and
hot tongue each time he stuck it in deep. It was close to the feeling of being fucked. Or
was it? It had been a long time, oh too long, since a man had touched her!
"No, no, NOOOO! UGHHH!"
Sharon closed her eyes and arched her back, prancing her but around in tight circles.
She shoved it up and down, increasing the friction the dog was bringing to her puffy
cuntal folds. When he raked up across her cut again Sharon shrieked and threw her
arms around his head, hugging it against her pussy. She wanted him to lick her
everywhere at once. Sharon tilted her ass one way, then the other. She raised her right
leg back as far as she could to open up new hollows to his mouth. Rex growled with
approval, burrowing his black nose into the seething soppy mess of her pussy.
"HURRY, HURRY!"
Sharon was feeling the first of the many spasms she'd experience in this orgasm. It was
so dreamlike in its wild intensity! She was coming, coming achingly slow. Oh, how
delicious it all was. Her body was so hot, so wet with perspiration and doggie spit!
"OH GOD, GOD!"
The room swam around as she felt her willpower breaking against the hot spity friction
of the lap ping animal. She writhed and grunted like a stuck pig. The overwhelming
climax was choking off her breathing while stunning spasms tore through her body.
Even when she snapped her thighs closed, Rex whined and nosed around her. His
humping haunches made his cock shake down from his belly. Sharon suspected that
he'd try something with that knobby boner she'd seen earlier. He was learning fast.
Then she felt something hot, something very slick rubbing against her legs.
No, no, I won't! she told herself, peting his neck and leting the animal do as he
would. She didn't care now. What a terrible thing for her to think, but it was true.
Sharon just didn't care!
"WAWWWWHHHH!"
The room exploded into millions of brightly colored pieces as the blonde jerked and
thrashed on the old sofa. Nothing had prepared her for this wild, shatering experience.
Against her legs she could feel long hot streaks of something weting down her flesh.
He was coming, shooting out his doggie spunk against her body. Sharon thought of
dogs fucking – fucking in twos, threes, packs. She pictured herself crouched down in
the guter, her hot ass wiggling back and forth while a pack of drooling animals circled
her slowly, their maws wet with saliva, their long bony knobbers stretching out of furry
sheaths!
The result was another powerful series of orgasms shooting through her pussy! How
the sound of that German shepherd still growling drove her insane!
Finally the dog backed off, barking several times, then sliding off the sofa to sit in the
corner and lick himself. Sharon sat sprawled on the couch for several minutes, one
hand pressed against her burning forehead while the throbbing in her cunt died down.
She'd done it, actually done it. Last night she'd run away from him, pulled herself into
the bathroom and tumbled into the tub of cold water. And now she'd gone through
with something most women wouldn't have even considered!
Shaking off these thoughts Sharon got up and wiped herself off. Throwing her gown
over her body, she tied it tightly around her waist and glanced down at the licking
animal. No, it wasn't all that bad. How could it be, especially when now all the ugly
tensions that had made her bark at her daughter were gone? She was relaxed, friendly,
feeling oh so good! How could that be evil, perverted? No, the world's thinking was
perverted!
As she climbed the stairs Sharon wondered if she were losing her mind. The woman
wasn't sure. Was she losing her feelings of guilt? Not completely. Well, at least she
wouldn't be having those sexy dreams any more... not with Rex around to take care of
her pussy.
With those thoughts the woman entered her bathroom, slipping off her gown and
stepping into the shower. This time she wasn't going to turn on the cold water to drive
away "impure" thoughts. Instead Sharon luxuriated under a steady stream of warm
liquid, sudsing up her swollen cunt while thinking of Rex and his magic tongue.
* * *
At school Cindy sat nervously outside the metal shop. Most of the guys had gone
home. Mr. Cohen, the instructor, was finishing up some work. Rico was inside, lathing
a series of metal rings for his car. Mr. Cohen sometimes let his prize pupils work on
private projects when they finished their regular work. And Rico, in spite of his poor
performance in more academic endeavors, was gifted with his hands in metal work.
"Lock up when you're gone, will you, Rico? I'm late for a faculty meeting. I'll be back
to check the door in about an hour," the teacher said, tucking several folders under his
arm and rushing up the stairs. He didn't even notice Cindy siting there!
Feeling a flush of excitement that made her heart pound like a trip hammer, Cindy rose
and tiptoed across the empty corridor, pushing the door open. The shop was deserted
except for Rico hunched over a lathe. His dark protective goggles covered most of his
handsome face. Sparks flew up around his body as he turned the set of rings carefully.
A constant whirring sound filled the room. Cindy closed the door carefully behind her,
walking up to Rico with her hands clasped coyly behind her back.
"HI!" she shouted.
Rico started, snapping his head around. He stared at Cindy then smiled.
"Yeah, hi. I'll be through in a sec," he said, pleased the girl was there.
Cindy stepped back, covering her ears as the metal shrieked against the smoothing
lathe. There was something terribly masculine about this place, something that made
her body respond sexually. The bareness of it, the bleakness of the room, the smell of
electricity and burning insulation invaded her nostrils and made her pant. She heard
the machine winding down and sucked in a nervous breath. But what could they
possibly do here in the metal workshop?
"I knew you had shop today and thought I'd come in and say hello," Cindy said,
rocking back and forth while still keeping her hands clasped behind her back. Oh, why
couldn't she just come right out and say it? She wanted a fuck, needed one badly. All
she could think about all day in class was Rico and his fat cunt-spliter. She felt his balls
touching her rounded butocks, felt his dick spreading apart her cuntmeat! It was too
much. And the heat only seemed to add to her fantasies.
"If I had any brains, I wouldn't've let you come in today," Rico said, taking off his
goggles then untying the blue apron covering his body.
"I... I don't understand," Cindy stammered, knowing full well what was going to
happen. A hot flash made her cuntal muscles cramp and her face flush beet red. Was
she turning into a nympho?
Rico crossed the room. Cindy closed her eyes, feeling dizzy and a litle sick from the
excitement and heat. She couldn't bear to see his face so close. A hand circled her small
neck.
"Man, you're a hot litle chick, know that?" You wanna do some wild things, baby?"
Rico whispered in her ear, tickling it with his tongue while running his fingers up and
down her bare midriff.
Cindy panted like a dog in heat. She felt his fingers moving down to the legband of her
shorts, felt his fingers working under, up, up toward her puffy cuntlips. Shamelessly the
young teenager hunched forward, groaning and leting her head fall back when his
fingers started smoothing over her furry pubes. Cindy thought her knees were going to
give way.
"Yes, yes," she whispered back. She would have done anything for Rico at this point.
"Good. Come on," he said, leading her away.
"Here?" she asked, flutering her eyelids open and staring around at the empty shop.
"In the back. Mr. Cohen ain't gonna come back for a while. An' if he does he ain't
gonna come in the back work room. He just checks to make sure I'm gone and the
cabinets are locked," Rico said reassuringly.
Cindy shrugged her shoulders. It didn't mater to her now. She was so hot she could
barely walk. The girl wasn't in a mood to argue. Rico wanted her, wanted her badly.
That was all that counted. She followed him blindly.
"In here," Rico whispered, opening the rear door.
Cindy followed him into a small dark room. The odor of dust and freshly cut wood and
metal hung in the air as he fumbled in the dark for the light switch.
"OH!"
Cindy clapped both hands to her mouth, her eyes widening in surprise. Another man
was in there – a litle taller than Rico with the same color skin. His mouth, chin and
dark brown eyes were similar to Rico's. Cindy stared blankly, then turned to Rico for
an explanation.
"My brother Alfonso... Al for short," the boy said with a wide grin. "He don't go here,
he's over at L.A. Trade Tech," Rico explained, slamming the door shut behind her.
Cindy jumped as if someone had shot off a gun. What was going on? She wanted to
turn and bolt from the room. There was something in the way both the Tolbo brothers
looked at her that frightened the girl.
"We don't keep no secrets from one another," Rico said, dropping one hand and
scratching his bulging groin. "We stick together. That's the way we've survived before,
and the way we keep survivin'."
"I... I don't understand," Cindy said, press ing one hand protectively to her throat. Al
stood up and grinned sheepishly, scratching his balls like his brother. In an instant
Cindy saw a long, sausage shape pushing out the front of his faded Levi's. She knew
what they had in mind in a flash. Both of them were going to fuck her together! The
thought made her throat go tight and dry. Her knees weakened as she stretched back
one hand and fumbled for the doorknob.
"Ain't no use in that," Rico said, flashing a small key in front of her face. "You ain't
gonna get out 'til we get through with you."
"Think she's good for two?" Al asked. He was thinner than Rico... almost gaunt. But
there was the same sexy smile, the same ruggedness that must go through the entire
family.
"She's ready, all right. See the way she's lookin' at your dick? She's hot for that
cockmeat, ain't you chick?" Rico said, his eyes narrowing as his fingers worked the
faded material of his jeans over his dick.
Cindy was shocked at his language and tone of voice. He'd been so gentle last time.
And now...
"You didn't talk like that last night," she sobbed in fear. Should she scream? Should she
call out for help?
"Didn't know you were so fuckin' cock hungry, baby. Man, I could probably bounce
you off the wall and you'd still come crawlin' back here, beggin' for dick. You suck
cock? You wanna get my dick in your mouth and suck hard?" Rico said, his eyes
glazing over with excitement.
Al started taking off his clothes while his brother kept insulting the young woman,
scratching his balls and cock, tugging his shirt Out of 'his Levi's. She darted a quick
glance at Al and saw him with his jeans around his ankles. His cock was as long as
Rico's, only a bit narrower. He stepped from his Levi's, then started slowly jerking off.
Cindy stared at his hairy groin. She stared at his dangling hairy balls and that long,
hard throbbing dick. Oh, it was a terrible thing to admit to herself, but she was hot for
him... hot for both Al and Rico! And the men could sense it. She saw them growing
more and more excited as her sexual heat increased. The ceiling could have crashed
down on them and they couldn't have stopped.
"Hey, maybe you get sucked off, but I get a chance to fuck her cunt. You told me she
was fuckin' hot and tight... cherry last night," Al said, wiping saliva off his lips.
"Yeah, but man, she's hot to trot now. Whew, you can smell it from here!" he said,
tilting his head up and sniffing the air.
Cindy sucked in a ragged breath through her flared nostrils and silently agreed with the
Tolbo brothers. She could smell herself now, juicing hard, weting down her panties
with g of fuck oil oozing from her cuntal slit.
"Hear that, Cindy? Man, we're gonna get you fuckin' full of dick!" Rico growled,
peeling down his zipper and leting his, hard dick jump out. Cindy's eyes widened. Two
cocks, two fat long dicks jerking only inches from her.
Cindy wasn't so frightened any more. She was ready for fucking or whatever the Tolbo
brothers wanted to do to her. Her cunt was red and puffy. Her pussy was so hot and
juicy and swollen, ready for the cocks of the two studs who now walked toward her.
"Let me hear you beg, Cindy, beg for my brother's cock the way you begged for mine,"
Rico taunted.
"No, no, no..."
She whispered her protests as she backed away. Something told her it would be more
fun if they thought they were forcing her to fuck. "Please don't... I didn't mean it
yesterday. I... I don't wanna..." She wrinkled her forehead up, shaking her head from
side to side.
"Yeah, sure, that's why you came in here with me," Rico said, sneering at her.
"Yeah, now she's got more than she bargained for," Al added.
Suddenly Rico darted in front of her, his arms spread wide apart. His cock swung out
toward her, its thick head bobbing up and down. Cindy stared at it, jerking her hand
away as it brushed against her wrist. This promised to be more fun than she bargained
for.


Chapter 7

"Stop it, stop it or I'll scream!" she threatened, her eyes wide as she felt Al catch her in
his strong arms and pull her tight against his chest. She could feel his cock pressing
into her ass. As the big stud held her Cindy felt him hunching slowly into her, sliding
his dick into her plump asscheeks as if he were trying to stick that thing in her
buthole.
"Let's see how hot you are," Rico said thickly.
Cindy snapped her legs together, pressing her knees against one another as the young
man started smoothing his fingers up and down her thighs. Oh, she was hot, hot and
anxious to get on with fucking. She couldn't believe she'd turned into this kind of sex
machine. She'd just lost her cherry. And here she was, groaning like a whore in heat! If
Mr. Cohen were to come in and find the three of them they'd all be expelled. But
suddenly, the thought of a public scandal didn't affect Cindy. All the blonde teen could
think of were those two hard dicks rubbing against her and Rico's hand edging under
her shorts.
"Yeah," Rico whispered, rubbing his hands over her pussy mound. "She's hot, all right,
just as hot as the night I tucked her."
"Ohhhhhh!"
"Hear that, man? I can't tell if she's scared or hot," Rico said.
"Sure sounds like – she's hot to me," Al answered. "Stick your finger up her pussy tq
see her temp," the older brother said, pinning her wrists hard against her lower back.
Rico did as he was told while Cindy begged him not to. She clenched her knees
together even more tightly than before, feeling her body shivering with lust. She'd
trapped Rico's right hand between her knees and her juicing cunt.
"She's got one hell of a grip!" he mutered. "You held on like that the other night when
I stuck my dick in you," he laughed, sliding his hand up and down, teasing her by
pushing one finger under the leg band of her shorts.
"Ohhhh!" Cindy moaned again, her head falling forward, her hair curtaining her
flushed face.' Her body was burning with their touch and the feel of Rico's hand
brushing the outer edges of her furry, puffy cuntlips. The sensation of a cock pressing
into her ass and a hand massaging her pussy drove her wild!
"Hey, easy, Rico. She's hunchin' away from you and pushin' into my ass. She's gonna
make me come you keep makin' her do that," Al warned with a laugh.
In a second Cindy reversed directions so she was hunching onto Rico's hand as he slid
it over her pussy mound.
Cindy pumped her ass back and forth as if she were trying to get away. But with each
movement – she knew she was helping Rico slide his hand closer to her hot, drooling
fuckhole. The juice was running so thick from her slit it was coating her hair and
starting to seep down her legs.
"Christ, she's hot and wet!" Rico said, his eyes widening with delighted surprise.
"Chick, I knew you were hot, but man, you're ready to fry up a couple 'a dicks!"
"Hey, you're gonna make me shoot with that kinda talk," Al said, his dick.bead
throbbing with hot spasms.
"Oh no, no, NO!" Cindy suddenly moaned as she felt Rico slip two fingers into her hot
pussy.
She was so steamed she could have cried when he did that. Her cuntal muscles cramped
and shut down hard on his probing fingers. Oh, how good it was to feel his callused
fingertips scraping over her sensitive pussy walls. Cindy cried out, her body snapping
from side to side.
"Hot and wet enough to barbecue cock," Rico repeated in a tense whisper. "Smell
yourself, Cindy."
With that he pulled his fingers from her pussy and held it up to her nose. The girl
inhaled and struggled more frenziedly than before. She was so hot now she wanted to
get down on her back and fuck the first cock to come her way. "Get a smell of my
dick," Al growled, moving one hand down and working his fingers over the thick meaty
head. Bringing his hand back up the young man clamped it over her nose. The rich,
bleachy odor of hot dick shot up her nostrils, triggering a series of wild spasms in her
snatch. The girl could feel her cuntal walls buckling from the heat.
"No, oh please, noooo!" she moaned.
"Come on. I'm getin' tired of this. Let's strip 'er and fuck."
Cindy felt them propel her to the back of the rear room where a large old sofa stood
next to Mr. Cohen's desk. It was there Al threw her down while Rico pulled off her
clothes. As he tore open her shorts and pulled them down her legs Cindy could barely
keep her ass still. The prickly sensation of the material covering the couch cushions
excited her. Everything excited her. Her chest was so heavy, her throat so tight, her
mouth so dry! Watching these two brothers moving around her, knowing they were
both going to fuck her, nearly made her faint with excitement.
"Come on, let's both get 'er," Al said, moving around and hauling her up from the sofa
after his brother had completely stripped her. He was hugging her, pressing her tits
against his broad chest while rubbing his cock up and down the narrow groove
separating her legs from her torso. Dry fucking her! Cindy was going out of her mind.
Every nerve ending in her pussy was demanding stimulation. She needed a dick in her
cunt, needed that fat long thickly veined thing pushing her cuntal walls apart,
unsticking her pussylips and peeling them back with a wide grin. The girl moved her
thighs in a counter rhythm, begging him with her incoherent moans to fuck her.
Suddenly she felt his cock work its way through and shove up toward her slippery
cuntlips.
"NOOOOO!" she moaned, her head failing back. Cindy felt her long blonde hair
washing over her shoulders as the thick head suddenly got to her hole and pushed in.
The result was devastating!
"Unnghh!" Al moaned, grinding his hips convulsively. He reached up with one hand
and cupped one tit, squeezing the mound hard, watching as the thick red nipple pushed
up and stiffened from the surrounding flesh.
"Hey, man, take it easy. You're gonna pop if you flick her this soon," Rico warned,
coming up from behind and circling her waist with both hands. Cindy thought she was
going to come unglued. She could feel his dick rubbing up and down her narrow
asscrack. She felt the slick fuck oil weting down the sensitive flesh, felt his balls
rubbing against the rounded botoms of her asscheeks.
"Oh no, NO!"
Al's fat rod shoved between her cuntlips in short, rapid strokes. He was calling her all
sorts of foul names, telling her she was the hotest thing he'd ever fucked in the world.
Then suddenly his speech became strangled. Cindy heard him stop breathing, felt his
body stiffening against hers.
"UGHHHH FUCK!" Al cried, his face draining white as he gripped her harder and
gave her a few more rapid strokes. "Can't stop. Gonna come!" he whispered hoarsely.
Cindy heard his pants and let him have at her. She felt his dick slip deeper into her
cunt as he knocked her feet off the floor several times with his brutal rapid fucking
strokes. Behind her Rico was bending his knees, pressing the fronts of his legs against
the backs of hers while trying to work his dickhead into her shiter. Cindy wasn't sure
she wanted to have him fucking her in the asshole right now. It was so good just doing
this – just having Al fucking her in the cunt while his brother was fooling around with
her but.
"No don't, don't!"
But the pleas were directed to his not coming so soon. Cindy didn't want him to reach
climax too fast. But from the way he was hunching she knew it would only be one or
two more strokes before he shot his cum up her cunt.
"Go for it, man, go for it," Rico encouraged him. "Get that fuckin' pussy hot. I'll slide
in on your cum and fuck 'er 'til she shoots."
"NOW!" Al cried.
The big man moaned as he shoved his rod up as far as he could get it. His nuts cut
loose, pumping thick creamy ropes of jizz into the folds of Cindy's cunt. The girl felt
his dick jerking, felt the spurts of spunk blasting against her pussy walls. It was too
early for her. All she could do was hunch back against his shooting cock and take his
load deep in side her body. She felt Al shuddering violently, heard him strangling on
his own climax, then felt his body slowly relax against hers. She held on to him for a
few minutes until she felt his hands slipping away from her waist.
"Too fuckin' much, man. I ain't fucked like this for a long time," Al said, wiping the
sweat from his forehead.
"Get 'er down. I wanna suck on her tits," Rico said.
"Leave me alone!" Cindy panted as she felt Al loosen his grip.
Her tits were ready for sucking and her cunt was hot for more cock. This afternoon was
going to be a medley of fucking. Already one of the Tolbo brothers had fucked her,
stirred her pussy up to medium heat. She was ready for more, ready to take on all the
dickmeat they could throw at her. She wanted to draw this out. By the end of this
session Cindy wanted to wobble home, her legs weak, her knees almost incapable of
holding her body weight because of all the fucking she had to endure!
The sweet odor of fucking was heavy in the small room. Rico took her and flung her
back on the couch. She felt the hardness of his body pressing into her as he pinned her
shoulders against one of the sofa cushions. How familiar the curves of his body were to
her. She pretended to struggle. But this time all of them knew she was only playing a
game.
"She's over the shy stage," Rico commented wryly, smiling up at his brother, then
shoving his mouth down onto hers.
Cindy shoved back, opening her mouth wide under his atack and shoving her tongue
against his. His head pressed down, crushing her lips, working back and forth, sucking
her into him greedily. She felt his knees shoving her legs apart. Cindy felt his cockhead
jabbing for her cunt. When it found the curly pussy hairs he shoved forward harder and
worked right into her cunt. Oh, it was mind-blowing. The girl felt his rod hit the load
of jizz from Al's dick and slide quickly into her hot box. His cock flesh shoving against
her cuntal walls. It was unbelievable! The way he was fucking her, trenching out her
hole, reaming her Out made her hot enough to hunch back onto him. There couldn't
be enough dickmeat in the world to satisfy her!
"Want me to stop now, Cindy?" he teased, drawing his cock slowly from her hole. The
girl thought she was going to shriek when she felt her cuntal walls collapsing behind
his retreating prickhead.
"Noooo!" she begged, unashamed now to let them know just how hot she was. Oh no,
she didn't want him to take out his dick. No, she needed it, needed that hard, long
thick thing pushing in and out of her body, making her grunt like a stuck pig every
time he ground his hips against hers. She moaned again in his ear as her hands flew
around his back and pulled him against her body.
"Take it, baby, take my cock. Fuck it, Cindy, fuck it, take my cum," Rico grunted as he
shoved his rod deep inside the clutching fuck tunnel. His tight-skinned meat slid in on
a film of his brother's cum that had since mixed with her flowing juices. His own fuck
oil was running out thick, coating his shaft and greasing down the head of his dick. His
hairy ass shoved down fast, sending his meat steaming in and out of her cunt as fast as
he could make it. The room echoed with the gurgling sound of his dick reaming out
her snatch.
"Hey, slow down, brother. Don't blow it too fast like I did," Al advised, lying down on t
couch and watching them.
Cindy could smell his pussy-soaked dick near her face. He'd stretched out so his cock
was even with her mouth. As she felt Rico shoving his cock up her snatch she turned
her head to take a deep breath.
"Oh please, yes, please!" she moaned, closed her eyes and inhaling the sharp smell of
Al's dick as t dangled inches from her half-opened mouth.
"Take it, baby, swing on it!" Rico growled shoving his dick in her with one long stroke,
held it there, moving his hips from side to reeling his cock stirring her insides around
like hard steel spoon.
"More, more, give it to me," she screamed frantically as she felt her cunt filling up with
juice.
"Want it in your mouth too?" Al asked, sliding down closer and shoving his dick
between her lips. Cindy wanted to spit out the foul thing. She should have bit down,
forcing him to take it out. But she I was so hot nothing matered any more. All s could
think about was the raging fire burning out her hole.
"Christ, Christ!" Rico groaned.
Cindy tasted Al's cum as it washed over her flutering tongue. The salty, bleachy jizz
melted down her throat, making her hunch frantically up against Rico's pounding
thrusts. Her cunt was burning hot, cooking in cum and pussy juice. She tightened her
lips on Al's dick, feeling it grow stiff and long in her mouth. As she sucked on him she
felt herself on the brink of orgasm.
"Man, I can't believe it. She's goin' nuts on you while she's blowin' me."
Rico turned his head and watched fascinated as he saw his brother's cock slide back and
forth between the girl's lips. Looking more closely, he saw the outline of Al's dickhead
appear in her throat.
Then it shoved down farther as Al hold her head and pushed his dick hard into her
mouth.
"Christ, she's outa this world. No wonder you wanted to fuck her tonight," Al panted.
His bails dangled over her nostrils.
"Yeah, I thought she'd show up at metal class. I know her type. That's why I asked you
to come around," Rico admited, smiling weakly while shaking off some of the sweat
from his forehead.
"And I thought you just needed a ride home," Al said, sniggering.
"Good thing Mr. Cohen said you could wait for me in the back office," Rico replied,
holding just his dickhead in the mouth of her. Cindy was going wild, breathing with
rapid pants, working her hips round in tiny circles, hunching up. She didn't like to
have his cock out of her hole more. The girl caught bits and pieces of their
conversation. Apparently this whole thing was a setup. Rico knew her well, even
thought they'd fucked only once before. He knew she'd be sniffing around the corners
for him, begging for his dick He got his brother down to school on the chance she'd be
there tonight at metal class. And right he'd been!
But that kind of thought would come late in privacy of her bedroom. Now the thought
of having two studs working on her hot body at the s time was something she wanted
to last all after noon. Her cunt worked and squeezed on Rico' dick as she felt it slow
down. His strokes longer, deeper and slower while she felt Al trying cram all his meat
down her throat. She took all his dick. But when she had to breathe she signaled Al
with a strangled cry. The young man sucked in deep breath and pulled out reluctantly.
"Man, you oughta feel her cunt. It's so slippery I could get my fist up there."
Cindy tightened her pussy still more for Rico's dick as it shoved down on another
stroke She could feel the fat head as it worked its way her begging body.
"Ohhhh!" Cindy cried, gripping Rico tighter and shoving her head down fast onto Al's
dick.
"Give it to her, man. I think I'm gonna shoot in her mouth!"
Cindy felt Rico start his action too. He was breathing irregularly. Now, she wanted it
now. The young woman was ready for this double climax in side her. She worked her
thighs back and forth while Rico pistoned his cock hard and fast. As the spasms of her
cuntal muscles became stronger and her clit vibrated the girl sucked as hard as she
could, flicking her tongue around the sensitive underside of Al's prick.
Suddenly she felt Al's cock starting to throb in her throat. Shoving her head down tight
she got it trapped in her mouth just when his cum started spurting out. It was so odd...
a strong, bleachy flavor as it trickled down her throat toward her belly. Up to this point,
the thought of sucking a man had never occurred to her. But now, with her pussy so
hot it threatened to set her cunt hairs on fire, the act seemed. perfectly natural.
"Gonna shoot. Take it!" Rico cried. His nuts exploded and hot jizz shot into her hot
pussy, joining the cum from his brother's dick.
Cindy felt her hot, stretched, sore pussy explode deliciously. Her orgasm came on so
strong she nearly passed out. Her clit throbbed and beat until she thought it was going
to fly off. As Rico's cum filled her snatch she swallowed all of Al's hot load greedily.
Finally the spasms passed and all three lay still.
"Unbelievable!" Al panted.
"And Mr. Cohen ain't gonna be around 'til tomorrow," Rico said, smiling down at
Cindy. The girl smiled back, wondering what she was going to tell her mother when
she came wobbling home late from school.


Chapter 8

Sharon glanced at the living room clock. She'd fallen asleep upstairs with the door
locked. Thank God Rex hadn't made another scene, barking and scratching at the door,
waking up half the dozing neighborhood on this lazy, hot afternoon. She stretched,
yawning, noticing that it was four o'clock. Surely Cindy should be coming home. She
had to get out of this gown. Her daughter would put two and two together and... well,
how could she? Cindy was certain her mother was dried up, old, unable to have even
the faintest inkling of what sex was about. Sharon smiled, covering her mouth and
sauntering over to the sofa. If only she knew. For an instant the woman wished she
could have taken pictures. What would Cindy have to say to that?
Sharon rubbed her palms on her arms, feeling her flesh crawl. Didn't that damned
animal do enough for her already?
"Oh God, God, what's happening to me?" she groaned, sinking onto the couch and
holding her head in her hands. She felt guilt and shame wash over her again. No,
Sharon hadn't managed to throw off her sense o perversion. She'd had sex with a dog, a
DOG! No mater how she looked at it, there was still the terrible condemnation of
society should it ever find out what she'd done.
And yet the pounding, the throbbing, the clutching of her pussy couldn't be denied,
couldn't be ignore any more. Sharon couldn't satisfy herself with those vague dreams
and resulting orgasms she'd had when waking up from them. As bad as the animal was,
it was perhaps less terrible than going out at night and looking for men to satisfy her
craving.
A padding in the hall told Sharon who was there Without even looking the woman
stared at the blank wall in front of her, curled her fingers into the soft couch cushion
and called out his name.
"Rex, please, come... come to Sharon!"
She lay back on the sofa, leting the gown part, revealing her curly cuntal thicket. Rex
sat by the doorway, looking as if he would rather be somewhere else. She felt ashamed
for pleading, begging for a dog to jump up between her thighs and do to her what
needed to be done. When he yawned, smacking his big black rubbery lips the woman
felt a shame flush over her. Rejected by a dog? How could she ever face that?
But the German shepherd was only playing. He troted obediently into the living room,
nosing around her but, sniffing at the now all-too-familiar bared pussy. He still enjoyed
her. Sharon could see that. His ears were pricked up while his hair stood up around his
neck.
"Come on, be a good dog, get up here," she said, pating the cushions and feeling her
face turn red.
She was so embarrassed at what had happened to her. Her whole life had changed so
radically in the so few days. Where once she'd been resigned to waiting for sex to rear
its ugly head, now she was going out for it. Once every month or so wasn't enough.
And it wasn't enough just to dream about it. Sharon had to have it now. Her body
begged for it, her nostrils flared for it. Fucking, sucking.
Oh, how she wished she had the courage to go out and find a man. But her luck would
have it that someone she knew would spot her going in one of those pick-up places.
Soon word would be all over the neighborhood. And there was Cindy to think of. What
would her daughter say when others accused her mother of being a whore? And how
would she morally discipline the girl when she was out fucking half the night? No, as
bad as this was, Rex was the only outlet for fucking she could have for the time being.
Maybe later when Cindy went o camp she'd go on vacation, up to San Francisco,
looking for dickmeat. But now...
"Rex! Up here... Rex!"
The animal lazily bounded up, siting on his haunches with his tongue hanging out,
staring at tier with slightly tilted head.
Sharon curled up, kneeling next to him. She peted his sides, burning up with passion
now. She knew that part of the reason for her lust was Franko in the garage. She'd
peeked out the window, staring at his sweaty, muscular body as he piled more and
more junk. He was supposed to work there until six o'clock. But oh, she wished she
could think of some way to make him stay, to let him have at her body instead of this
damned animal!
"Ohhhh!" Sharon moaned, thinking of the, young man. To see him in the back yard
without a shirt sent shocks through her. He was so good looking, so tough, so sexy and
masculine. It had been so long since a man had mounted her, held her, pushed her
down into a matress while shoving his dick into her. Sharon shivered, remembering
how good it had been, remembering all the wonderful sensations of sex she tried to
forget.
"Nice doggie."
Her hand had slipped under Rex's powerful chest. Unconsciously, gently, she felt back
along the thin fur until she found the bulge of his cock sheath. Rex stiffened, his tongue
drawing into his maw while a litle of his red bony knobber slid out.
Sharon pulled back, feeling her face turn a deeper red. No, that was too much. She
wondered what she was leting herself sink to.
But even her grazing touch had suddenly brought on a change in the German
shepherd's behavior. He whimpered, dropped his head and started licking her arm.
Glancing down, Sharon could see that more of his reddened dickmeat had slipped out.
She reached out and started massaging him. It was late in the afternoon. She'd be able
to hear Cindy coming up the walk. And the back door was locked. Franko would be
busy anyway, not thinking about her and her needs. That thought almost made Sharon
sob with frustration. But why should she blame him? He was a man. He could go out
and pick and choose cunt while she had to stay at home and content herself with an
animal!
Fighting back the tears the woman trembled, pulling at his furry sheath in a way she
thought would excite him. Rex lapped at her wrist, then bent down farther and licked
himself. She let go, shivering, drawing her hands to her waist and rubbing them against
her flesh. Rex nosed her thigh, then dragged his hot tongue up along her throbbing wet
cuntal mound. The outer cuntlips peeled back as blood filled them. It was lovely... but
then again it had always felt wonderful with him Sharon was already forgeting it was
an animal nosing her, licking her. She always forgot quickly, it seemed. It' the hunger
gnawing at her cunt that always made her forget.
"Yessss."
She pulled her cunt even farther open with her fingers so the hot, slick tongue could
touch every soppy inch of it. She'd finally managed to excite him. And yet, even though
he was lapping her cunt, she felt something was missing. Oh, why couldn't it be
harder?
Sharon took the dog's head and pulled him against her. Her juicy cuntlips clicked
around his black nose. But now she found she was doing more than just opening
herself to the animal. Sharon's own fingers were straying into her cuntal slit. She
plowed the slippery folds apart and let her nails cut the tender softness of her snatch.
Oh, how good that felt! Was she masturbating, breaking that old taboo instilled deeply
in her by her mother? She didn't care. What would her mother say to this? Sharon
giggled, drunk with sex and frustration.
"Oh, what does it mater any more?" Sharon gasped.
Her head was spinning. She knew she'd entered a new world the last few days. But it
had happened so quickly. When she compared this to her puberty the comparison
made her laugh. How nervously, how slowly she'd opened herself up to sex. And yet
now how she'd embraced this animal and the kind of perversion he offered.
Rex was starting to rub his teeth against the hollows of her thighs. Then he licked
against her pussy again. Sharon shivered, arching her back up from the sofa. She
pushed her right forefinger into her cunt and searched around. She loved feeling the
velvety walls for the first time in a long time. It seemed like such a daring thing for her
to do.
But then again everything she'd done the last few days was daring. It felt so soft inside!
Rex's tongue lapped at her knuckles as she explored her fuck slit. How it must feel to a
man... a man's cock! The thought almost brought tears to her eyes again. It would be a
long, long time before that happened!
The thought brought a whimpery gasp from her throat. She grabbed the fur around
Rex's neck and pulled the dog against her seeping cuntal pit. She wanted something to
fill herself with. Fingers weren't any good. Tongues weren't any good any more. It was
a burning need that went beyond the desire for climax. That she could get by herself or
with Rex's lovely tongue. Now she wanted dick, that long, hard, thick, hot thing
spreading her apart, tickling her clit, making her pussy bloat out.
"Oh Rex... harder!"
The German shepherd had become interested in her seeping cunt at last. He was
concentrating his licking around there. Each time he pushed his tongue down into the
folds of her steamy cunt Sharon tried hard to imagine a cock. How would it feel sinking
into her, shoving down in her snatch like that?
When she tried to move so tongue would go deeper the fantasy dissolved. No, no, there
was no man atached to that probing organ. There was only Rex, the wonderful pet
who could only do so much, no mater how aroused he was. And now he was growling
and gouging roughly around the edges of her pussy. His small back humped as his
instincts guided him again. Sharon sucked a litle breath.
"Rex... here," she said, turning around and crouching down on her knees. It was going
to happen. Forces were at work in her body and mind she couldn't control. He was
going to fuck her. Sharon knew that and wasn't about to stop it. That dick was beter
than none at all. She couldn't deny what her pussy needed, and couldn't get on the
open market.
And yet the woman wondered in one part of her mind if she could really go through
with it. Could she really go this far? The animal was licking her ass, weting down each
cheek. The tickle between her legs was so excruciating and now she had her knees
apart, giving the dog room to mount her.
The weight of her tits pulling at her upper chest was exciting her.
Oh God, yes, to have something, anything inside. She wanted it fucking in and out of
her. Sharon tried to keep the image of what was really happening well out of her mind.
It was just the touch, just the sensation of being filled that she needed. The idea for a
dog to do this... no, she wouldn't be after it if there were a man around to do the job.
He was on top of her! He'd actually mounted her! Sharon's lower jaw slackened while
her eyes bugged out. Her hair splashed across her whitened knuckles while she felt the
animal's hindquarters pressing against the backs of her legs. Was this happening for
real? Yes, yes, it was all too real. She felt the furry warmth on her skin, making her
perspire.
"OhhhMMMM!"
What on earth was she doing? Claws were scraping her skin painfully. She bit her lip
and tried to think only of her body's needs. She had her back bowed down, her ass
thrust out to make the angle of her cunt right. What was she doing? Again the thought
and question occurred to the confused woman as the dog drove his ass under, tucking it
in the instinctive movements of fucking. A thrilling tightness filled Sharon's chest. Her
shapely ass moved and dipped. Something very hot brushed her crack.
"Fuck... fuck."
She was babbling, throwing her ass around to urge the dog on. But could she go
through with it? Oh, Sharon could feel the red tip of Rex's knobby boner gouging along
the seepy heat of her fuck cleft. It was sliding lower and lower. Fear and shame flashed
through her reeling mind. Her excitement was at a fever pitch.
But no, there were limits! Even for her needs there was a point where Sharon couldn't
go. No, no, she couldn't go this far! It was as if leting the animal fuck her would be her
one-way ticket from the human race. And as she tried to make her body obey, as she
sobbed in' confusion, Rex's cock slipped into her cuntal mouth. Howling with triumph
the dog tightened his grip around her belly, hunching down hard.
"NO!"
Sharon had felt only a litle bit of it. Only a small portion of the dog's boner had
penetrated. She shivered, feeling a sour taste rising fast in her throat. Oh God, she was
going to throw up if the animal came any closer to her.
Crying out, bating away the tears, she slapped back at the big dog as he kept his tight
grip on her. She was trapped, being raped by that German shepherd. Sharon could feel
more of his boner slipping into her pussy. Screaming, the woman slid one leg off the
couch. She could touch the floor with her knee. This couldn't be. It just couldn't.
"NO!"
She lost her balance, toppling over to one side with the dog still holding on. When the
two crashed onto the coffee table Rex broke free, rolling over several times while
Sharon managed somehow to keep herself on the table. Snapping her legs together, the
blonde stretched out one hand and grabbed her gown, clutching it protectively to her
chest and sliding off the table to the floor. Books, magazines and pens were scatered all
over the living room floor. Rex was jumping around in confusion, almost chasing his
tail as the woman staggered for the doorway. The movement of her pussylips rubbing
against one another as she fled nearly brought her to her knees. Her clit was a
throbbing, burning mess!
"OHHHH HELP!"
She was panicked and burning with desire. Stumbling into the hallway, she drew the
gown around her shoulders. Her tits rose and fell on her chest as she stood staring at
the confused, angry dog. A warm trickle of her cunt juice ran down the inside of one
thigh, making her frustration more intense.
Pushing back the woman turned and rushed from the doorway. She felt this time she
was indeed losing her mind. How could she have even thought of doing something that
vile and perverted? Rex came along behind, nipping at her ankles when he thought
there might be more excitement in store.
Sharon didn't know where she was going until she was halfway through the kitchen.
Franko... yes, he was still in the garage. Did she have the courage to go there like this
and offer herself to him? She stopped with her hand on the doorknob, her fingers icy
and trembling. Franko was outside, leaning against the closed door of the garage,
wiping his forehead with dirty handkerchief. Sweat trickled down his well-developed
chest, weting the top of his waistband. Sharon struggled with herself, resting her
forehead against the door. No, no, it was going from one degradation to another. How
could this be happening to her, to her of people?
Her heart pounded like crazy. Her cunt seeped hot liquid and seemed swollen open
under the sheer gown. Sharon thought she could make out the shape of his dick... his
cock, long, fat, thick, pressing against the damp material of his Levi's.
"Oh, what am I, what am I?" she wailed, stuffing her fingers in her mouth and tearing
herself away from the door. Love was for the young. It was over for her. There was
nothing left for her except the dog scratching at the shut kitchen door now. Sharon
stood there in the growing darkness for a long while, crying silently.
The sounds of footsteps brought the woman back to reality. Franko was coming toward
the house, probably wanting his pay for the day. Sharon tucked the gown around her
and fled into the living room. Rex leaped eagerly around her. Shuddering again, the
woman grabbed his collar and dragged him toward the basement door. He wasn't going
to embarrass her. Shoving the German shepherd down the stairs just as she heard
knocking, Sharon breathed a sigh of relief. She could hear Rex whimpering by the door,
then troting down the steps to, make the best of what had become a bad situation.
"Yes, coming," she said, realizing that answering the door this way was highly
provocative. Well, let him think what he wanted. She was past caring as far as this
young man was concerned.
"I'll have to get my purse," Sharon said, lowering her eyes. She saw Franko's dark
brown eyes flicker to life the second she unlocked the kitchen door and presented
herself in that nightie. The young man smiled, wiping sweat off his forehead. He
stepped in, closing the door behind and did he lock it? Sharon had her back turned, but
thought she could hear the bolt being snapped shut. Did he read her mind? Could he
tell she was hot, hot enough to trot out to meet him shamelessly like this?
"I think that's about thirty dollars?" she said, fumbling with her purse. Damn, she
could barely hold onto her billfold!
"Sure, fine," Franko said, approaching her. Sharon could almost feel his breath blowing
against the back of her neck. Could she go through with this? The dog had been too
much for her to handle. But a man? Sharon turned around stared into Franko's smiling,
handsome face. She could!


Chapter 9

"Here's the day's pay," Sharon said, feeling the last of her pride dissolve. She wasn't
fooling Franko. He could see her lithe body through the sheer nylon gown, could see
her nipples sticking up, poking against the silky material. He was smiling at her, staring
at her smugly, almost rocking back and forth on his heels. He seemed so cock sure of
himself. Sharon had to gasp for breath as he took the three ten-dollar bills and stuffed
them in his forward pants pocket.
"Thanks. Need me around for anything else?"
Sharon couldn't answer that one. She dropped her purse, the contents scatering around
her feet. Lust sped like fire along her veins. They were looking at one another silently.
The woman thought any second he was going to touch her. Oh God, let him touch her!
In the basement behind the shut door Sharon could hear Rex rummaging around. No,
that litle scene was going to be over. She wasn't going to fool around with an animal,
let a dog fuck her with his tongue! She had to rejoin the human race. And Franko
would be her ticket.
"Don't!"
Sharon felt her mind grow light and buzzy. Franko had come up and circled her waist
with one arm while running his fingers through her hair. She could feel his breath
against the side of her face. Oh, how hot and wet she was! She could feel his tongue
and teeth as his kissing became more intense.
"Please... my daughter might come in... I can't do this," Sharon whispered, weakly
pushing against the big man's chest.
"You don't wanna stop this, do you?" Franko said. He caught her chin in one hand and
tilted her head up She saw those beautiful brown eyes glitering with the same kind of
lust she felt. No, no, she didn't want him to stop. Her cunt was too hot and runny for
that. The damned animal had started a fire inside her. Now only a cock, a good-sized
man's cock could take care of it. Yes, yes, she didn't care about Cindy, about society,
about the neighbors any longer. All she wanted was for him to touch her, hold her, pin
her down to the floor and fuck her until she couldn't walk for a month!
"Uhhhhhhh!" Sharon groaned, her head falling back as she moved her plump butocks
around in tiny circles. The weight of those dipping asscheeks added to the sliding,
frictional sensation of her cuntlips rubbing together. More hot juice seeped from her
slit, oozing down her thighs, weting her ankles. Sharon could smell herself! Oh, what a
powerful, beautiful odor came from between her shivering white legs! One of her hands
flutered up to his neck and held on for dear life as her knees gave way.
"No, this can't be happening," she said, feeling the room swim around her. This was
someone almost Cindy's age. It was almost as if she were fucking her son... if she had
one.
"Man, it's goin' down now. Relax and enjoy it, mama," Franko whispered back, rubbing
his hands lower and lower. Sharon felt him gathering the silky material of her gown in
his callused hands. He was touching her butocks, cupping them in his powerful fingers
and squeezing them hard. When be spread them apart the woman groaned low and
deep, feeling her cuntlips unstick. More fuck oil bubbled out, trickling through her
cuntal thicket. "Oh Lord, I can't let you do this to me. I've got a daughter. I..."
"Yeah, I know," Franko said, pulling away from her and smiling almost derisively at
her. "Cindy... got a hot litle cunt from what my brother Rico tells me. He's down at
school with my other brother Al. They're probably fuckin' the shit outa her right now,"
the man confessed, tightening his grip on her waist.
Sharon fought through the red fog of sensuality that had setled on her brain for a
second. Cindy? Fucking, fucking with his brothers? No, that, was impossible! Cindy
was lust a litle girl. Headstrong, yes, even provocative. But doing this sort of thing? She
struggled to get free. But Franko held on tightly, still sneering down at herb "You're
lying. My daughter's a good girl. She wouldn't be caught doing something like this,"
Sharon whimpered. But something in Franko's eyes told her he was telling the truth.
She felt her heart sinking and turned away from him.
"Man, you know I'm tellin' the truth, mama. Ain't nothin' wrong with it anyways. She's
old enough to have a litle cock in 'er," Franko said, dropping his head and kissig her
neck.
What kind of slut am I? Sharon thought to herself. He'd just told her daughter was
being fucked and all she could do was rub against his bulging crotch when he lapped at
her throat She should break away, struggle to get free and run for the school to rescue
her daughter.
Rescue? Sharon almost laughed. No, she had a feeling Cindy didn't need rescuing. If
her daughter's sexuality was anything like hers, the Tolbo brothers might be the ones
who needed rescuing!
"Why are you doing this to us?" she panted, unable to stand any more without leaning
heavily against the big Italian stud.
"Because you're two good-lookin' chicks. I dig older women," Franko said, his fingers
opening her gown.
Sharon felt the silken edge inch down over the tops of her tits it clung for a second on
her large, dark-red nipples. Franko was breathing hard, his eye sfocused on her
thunderous boobs and tit-tips. Lowering his mouth, he spread the gown open another
inch. She was completely opened to the young man now. Sharon sucked in a ragged
breath as he dropped his head and opened his mouth. His tongue teasingly wet one
dark red areola.
"OHHHHHHH!"
Sharon stiffened, her shoulders juting out while her head snapped back. She was going
to fall to the floor if Franko didn't hold her tightly enough.
"You chicks think your fuckin' shit don't stink," Franko growled, going back to her
nipples and sucking so hard Sharon thought he was going to hurt her. She was
trembling mightily now. Franko backed her up against the refrigerator, his hands
moving freely over her thighs. She squirmed against the cold appliance, gasping for
breath. Then the young man slid one hand into the flooding cuntal crack. Sharon
thought she was going to die. The woman tightened her cuntlips around his finger,
clamping one of her hands over his to shove him in deeper.
"No, no, you're wrong" she gasped, hunching forward, impaling her pussy on his hand.
"We know it, mama. We know your type white middle-class shit, waggin' them asses
around town, teasin' dicks, then going home alone. We wait... me and my brothers,
wait 'til you can't; stand it any more. You want a nice fat man-cock like ours up your
cunt. And we're right. Sooner or later, you smart-assed chicks come crawlin' up,' eggin'
for dickmeat!"
His talk was filthy, exciting! Sharon wanted to tell him he was wrong. But she found
herself clinging to his neck, drinking in every word as if he were God sending her a
heavenly message.
"Yessss," she hissed.
"And your daughter's the same. Rico's been I takin' her out. Couple of nights ago he
fucked her good. And now it's happenin' all over again," Franko said, his eyes glowing
brightly.
"Yesss, all over... again," Sharon mutered brokenly. She couldn't think straight. She
hung on for dear life.
"Fuck me, mama. You're gonna fuck me good," Franko said.
With that he picked her up easily. Sharon clung desperately to his neck. She was
burning down between her legs, her cunt flooding hot juices, weting down her thighs
and his hands as he carried her down the hall toward the bedroom. Sharon directed
him, telling the young man she couldn't walk any more. Oh, she'd never been this hot
before in her life!
"You're gonna fuckin' cry when I stick my rod in you," Franko said, laying her on her
back on the bed. She had half-clear glimpses of his movements. Rolling her head from
side to side, Sharon saw his shirt fall to the floor, followed by his pants. Oh, how long,
how dark-tipped that cock was! Her eyes traveled over his thick-muscled arms, thighs
and legs, his developed chest, his bushy black cock hairs surrounded a fat dick root, and
especially his ten-inch cunt-spreader. He walked toward her, his dick slapping against
either thigh with each step. Sharon watched with bated breath. This was the end of a
life-long struggle. She'd been fighting with herself, with all the taboos instilled by her
mother in her mind. And now they were shatered, scatered to the winds as Franko
knelt down on the bed and rolled on top of her.
"It's gonna be real good for both of us," Franko said.
Sharon moaned in agreement, feeling something oh so wonderfully hot brushing over
her moving legs. She wanted him touching her all over. She wanted his dick in her
cunt, in her asshole, in her mouth. The woman wiggled her but wildly on the coverlet,
squirming up to him, raking her sharp fingernails over his back.
"Hey, take it easy," Franko said, stiffening as the woman's scratching became more
frenzied.
"I... I'm sorry," Sharon mutered, lowering her eyes.
"Sorry, eh?" Franko said, raising his head and smiling sexily. "I'll give you somethin' to
scratch about."
Sharon didn't know what he meant until he suddenly pushed himself down between
her legs. When she felt his tongue licking over her fleshy cuntlips she understood. For a
second it frightened her. To have a man sticking his mouth on her pussy was something
she'd thought about when Rex licked her. She'd fantasized about men tonguing her,
trying to knock the image of the dog lapping at her snatch. But oh, how much beter
the real thing was!
Then, as she felt the licking tongue slide deep inside, the woman exploded. No dogs, no
fantasies now! There was wonderful reality crashing down on her. She felt the sharp tip
scraping the slick folds and hollows of her pussy, drawing out more gouts of cunt juice.
Sharon squirmed, snapping her thighs together and rubbing the hot smooth flesh
against Franko's ears. He groaned, the rumbling of his voice sending shivers through
her pussy.
Sharon pushed her body up, pressing down against the matress with the flats of her
soles. Tightening her but muscles the woman hunched and twisted, giving up her cunt
to Franko's hungry mouth.
The young stud pushed his tongue hard between the tight, wet fuck line. As the woman
exploded he shoved up higher until his nose shoved into her cut. Sharon went wild, her
fists beating the matress while her thighs clamped harder on the sides of his head.
"AHHHH NOOOOOOOO!" she screamed, her throat so sore and tight!
"Easy, babe, easy, mama, I don't want you commin' in my mouth," Franko said,
smoothing his fingers lightly over her thighs.
That light touch was maddening. If he whipped her with a riding crop Sharon would
have loved it. She was being fucked, really fucked! She knew the boy would play her to
the maximum, wait until she was ready to pop then back away, bringing her up to
climax a hundred times then backing down, relishing her frustration. It was a way of
working her up to an orgasm that would be the biggest climax of her life!
After she calmed down Franko went back to work. His tongue scraped around the
narrow hot passage, sopping up her pussy juice, licking her raw until the woman
thought she was going crazy.
As he worked her over Franko pulled her legs apart. Sharon forced herself to relax,
loving the sensation of being spread open like that. His fingers held her apart while his
thumbs worked over her tight litle shiter. Sharon gasped and moaned, twisting wildly
under him while he shoved the tip of one thumb up her ass. No one had ever done
that! It was mind-blowing, as her daughter would say.
And her reaction was equally wild. The woman felt her sphincter grab it and squeeze
tight. At the same time her cuntal muscles cramped, snapping shut on his tongue,
trapping it deep inside her.
Franko growled in approval, moving his head around, licking and snarling as he ate
hungrily at her. Sharon moved her ass in a counter motion, starting to hunch back at
his mouth. At that point Franko backed away, picking out a few cuntal hairs from
between his front teeth.
"You want it bad, don'tcha?" Franko whispered, rubbing his fingers over her swollen
cuntlips.
"Yes, fuck, fuck me," Sharon gasped, slowly drawing her knees up to her belly. She
shuddered as she felt the cooler air in the room brushing against her hot, slick cuntal
membranes.
"Gonna shove my dick in that pussy. Gonna make you come," Franko said between his
teeth.
"Shove... dick... pussy," Sharon moaned, strands of her long blonde hair clinging to her
forehead and cheeks. Her body glistened with sweat while her legs undulated against
the soaked matress. Every square inch of her flesh was alive to his touch. Fucking. Yes,
she wanted it, wanted it badly!
"Told you I'd have you beggin' for it," he snarled, positioning himself for fucking.
Sharon didn't give a damn about pride, about anything any more. She could hardly
breathe! Her sexuality was a powerful thing, almost too powerful! No wonder her
mother had curbed her at an early age. Something in her atitude must have warned her
about her daughter. Why hadn't she seen the same thing rising in Cindy?
"Beg for it again, mama. Come on, beg for my dick," Franko said, teasingly shoving his
slick cockhead against her rubbery, juice-slicked pubes.
"Please, please, stick your cock in me. Please, fuck me! FUCK MEE! DO IT!" she cried.
What in God's name was he trying to do to her? She could swear the neighbors could
hear her cries.
"Then take it!"
Sharon stopped moving, lying quietly, waiting for the delicious moment when her cunt
would be spread apart by his prong. She kept her eyes closed and her thighs spread
wide apart. Her head tossed from side to side as she felt her body finally being forced
open by his hard dick. Spasms wracked her pussy.
It was happening, finally happening! The woman felt tears ooze out from under her
lashes. He was right. She was so hot she was crying with joy! How wonderful it was to
be fucked! How great it was to have a man on top holding her down, pinning her
shoulders to the matress while he drove his cock in as deeply as it would go.
"Ohhhh fuck me, fuck me!" she repeated over and over.
Franko said nothing, grunting and gasping as he sank his dick into her flesh. Sharon
babbled meaningless phrases as she felt his dick shoving at her cuntal walls. It was
frying up in her hot pussy oil. The woman could hear it slurping its way in, geting
ready to ram down hard and long.
"Ohhhh yeah, mama, good hot pussy, good fuckin'," Franko whispered.
"Good, good!" Sharon echoed.
Franko kept shoving down farther and farther. He was closer to the base. Their bodies
were almost touching. Sharon cried out, feeling his body hair tickling over her tender
flesh. His breathing was coming in pants. Sweat was dripping off his forehead and out
from under his arms. As Franko shoved the last inch into her he let out a sigh of relief,
twisting his groin around on her soft pussylips. Sharon groaned loudly as she felt him
setling on her body and shoving hard between her legs.
"Feel good?"
Sharon grunted something that sounded like yes.
It drove her senseless to feel his eight-inch rod throbbing in her cunt. With each jerk of
the cock her cuntal walls squeezed tightly around it, holding it in a smooth trap. As
Franko setled between her legs she felt her cit being crushed. It was heavenly!
"Oh fuck me, fuck me!" she cried again.
Franko pushed his hairy ass up high, geting his cock into position for the downstroke.
"Now you can take it, mama. Get that hot meat!"
He shoved down violently, his cock traveling like a hot poker through buter.
Sharon screamed, her arms flying out to the sides while her legs scissored around his
back and held on tight. He was throwing her his meat with such skill. Her pussy boiled
hoter than before.
"In! In! IN!" she moaned with each downward stroke. How good it was to be filled with
dick, stuffed with his meat up to the hilt. How many times she'd thought of this when
the German shepherd was lapping her pussy up to a wild climax. How she'd wanted
something inside her cunt spreading apart those slick, itchy walls! And now she had it!
Sharon's ass quivered with sensation as if it were filled with cock too. When Franko's
breathing caught several times the woman knew he was close, close to firing his load in
her cunt. She tensed, ready for the big mind-blasting climax.
"Slow, slow," she begged. But Franko was just as out of control as she. In a second her
fantasy of being filled with cum would come true.


Chapter 10

"Man, hold on or I'm gonna shoot," Franko warned.
Sharon bit her lower lip until she could taste blood. How hard it was to keep her ass
from moving around. She did all she could to keep quiet. But her pussy was throbbing
too hard. Her cuntal walls were buckling, rubbing against the jerking cock. How could
he expect her to keep quiet when these sort of sensations were driving her half mad?
"I... CAN'T Sharon cried, tossing her ass wildly in the air.
"Man, then I'm gonna cut loose," Franko said, pumping crazily into her hot slit. Juice
spatered out, weting down his hairy balls while his hips drove against her groin.
Sharon babbled happily, throwing her head around while her feet pounded against his
lower back. The coverlet gathered under her writhing body as the rOom echoed their
mutual grunts of pleasure.
Franko rammed his dick faster and faster now into her pussy. His balls were so full of
jizz they ached and throbbed. He started moaning as he felt his cum bubbling up,
packing down in the thick tube that ran the length of his pussy-embedded dick.
"Gonna... gonna... OOHHHH FUCK!" he shouted.
The young man slammed into her body. Sharon felt him shaking, felt his jerking dick
send spurt after squirt of hot spunk into her cunt. He jerked all over then lay on top of
the girl, leting her get it off on his rock-hard cock.
Sharon felt that load jet out and scald her pussy walls like hot acid. It seemed to eat at
her pussy walls while her clit throbbed crazily. Her cunt and asshole squeezed tightly at
the shaft, grabbing it tightly as her body exploded.
"OHHH!" she screamed as she toppled from the heights into orgasm. Her hands
grabbed tightly around Franko's shoulders as she felt the final throbbing of his cock
shoot out another load into her juicy hot hole. The woman collapsed, exhausted from
that wild fucking spree.
"Fuckin' good, mama. Good fuckin', good everything about you," Franko murmured,
kissing her neck.
Sharon knew she should have felt some guilt, especially after learning the Tolbo
brothers had worked on a plan to seduce both her and her daughter. But all she could
think of was the wonderful warm feeling washing over her flesh. Yes, there was nothing
wrong with fucking. If her daughter wanted to do it, fine. It was far beter than taking
drugs, drinking or geting into other sorts of trouble she heard about. No, Cindy could
do as she chose. All those lessons of morality went into the garbage pail.
"I'll get a towel to clean us up," Franko said, shaking the stupor from his mind and
slowly withdrawing his dick from her cunt.
Sharon shivered again as she felt her elastic pussy walls shrinking back together just
behind his retreating prong. Franko padded away, his muscular butocks jiggling as he
walked out the bedroom down the hall toward the bath. Sharon lay quietly in bed,
wondering what was going to happen next. Would the Tolbo brothers share her and
her daughter among them? She giggled, puting one hand up to her mouth as she
thought of that possible sexual buffet. She and her daughter would lie in bed all day,
the Tolbos going from room to room, taking each of them on. Maybe two would fuck
at the same time, or even. three! She giggled again, wondering what kind of note she'd
write to school to excuse her daughter!
"Got it," he said after a while, dropping back down onto the bed and wiping the sweat
and cum off both their bodies.
For some time she and Franko lay quietly in bed, his hands moving almost
mechanically over her body. She knew they should get up. Cindy would be coming
home soon... or would she? Sharon meant to ask Franko about his brothers and what
they planned to do with her daughter. But something about the young man told her she
could trust them. As high-spirited as they were, the Tolbos didn't want trouble. They
saw two hot women and were out to satisfy them.
"I'm getin' warm again," Franko said, rubbing his crotch.
Sharon rolled her head to one side and stared at the growing size of his cock... its dark
color, the blue veins pulsing against the tight flesh. A droplet of cum oozed from his
piss-slit. Yes, he was geting hot again.
"You ever suck a dick?"
Sharon bit her lip. Yes, she had. Her former husband had begged her enough to do it,
and she had. But that was so long ago. 'Would she remember? Was she good enough
for this big stud?
Staring up at the young man she read what he wanted in his eyes. She knew he wanted
to feel her sucking him off. Sucking in a deep breath the woman rolled onto her knees,
sliding between Franko's widely spread legs. Her tits hung down, pulling at her chest as
she brushed the hair from her eyes and bent down. She could feel the growing heat in
his groin as her nose brushed against his dickhead.
Just then she heard a sudden rustling outside the bedroom door. She sat upright. Rex!
He was scratching and whining and barking up a storm.
"How did he get out?" she exclaimed out loud. Her face burned.
"When I went to get the towel I heard 'im moanin' behind the basement door. Poor
pooch. I let 'im out. Not good to keep a mut like that down in the basement all the
time," Franko said, growing impatient about geting his cock sucked.
"I don't keep him locked up all the time. It's just that... ohhhh, it doesn't mater, does
it?" she said, smiling nervously at the young man.
"Naw, guess not," he admited, rubbing his but from side to side over the wrinkled
coverlet.
Sharon tried ignoring the dog's frantic barking as she dropped her head and stuck out
her tongue. The moment its tip touched the slick head she heard Franko groan. Rolling
up her eyes she saw the young man's face twitch and turn red, pinching as if he were in
pain. But she knew the kind of pain he was in the same kind of pain that had turned
her into a raving lunatic minutes ago.
The slippery tissues of her cunt cramped into knots as she rubbed her tongue over the
tight scar under his domed cockhead. Franko let out a gasp, squeezing his but muscles
tightly together and hunching up. Slowly Sharon sank her head until his prickhead was
brushing against her front teeth. Her long blonde hair swept across his thighs. Sharon
groaned again, feeling his salty flesh move now up and down her tongue. Thick precum 
bubbled Out. The salty, bleachy taste made her swallow until her mouth and
throat were coated with it.
"Oh yeah, gimme that head... gimine that good head," Franko groaned. He twisted his
hips back and forth, breathing shallowly and irregular – Sharon felt his dick revolving
around in her mouth. She sucked hard, her cheeks caving in and brushing against the
sides of his dick. She flicked her tongue faster and faster, working at the thick cum tube
running under his cockshaft.
"Lick it, tongue it, suck it!" Franko instructed breathlessly. He centered his dick in her
mouth and slowly pulled her head all the way down.
Sharon gasped for breath, feeling his cock hairs tickling the insides of her nostrils. The
thick odor of sweat and cum coming from his groin triggered her pussy into high heat.
She took another deep breath and let Franko push her deeper. It was almost like
swimming underwater. She held her breath and went lower, taking his rod all the way
in until her head was pressed tightly against his hairy crotch.
"Ohhh, suck me off... suck it all the way!" he cried, his eyes closed tight.
At that point the door burst open. Apparently the catch was old and gave way under
the German shepherd's persistence. Franko seemed unmoved by the event. But Sharon
knew what to expect. She couldn't let him find out about her and the dog she just
couldn't! But how could she get rid of the animal without arousing his suspicion?
Rex jumped up on the bed and went straight for her cunt. Rolling up her eyes and
seeing Franko hadn't yet noticed anything wrong the woman slapped backward at the
dog, hiting him sharply across the muzzle. With a whimper he circled confusedly into
a corner. So the mut was hot! Where had he been earlier, where was his heat when she
had to go into the kitchen and pull out meat sauce to get him aroused? Fickle dog!
"Nice lookin' mut," Franko said.
Sharon froze, pulling up on his cock until only the head remained between her lips. She
flicked her tongue wildly around the head, drawing his atention back to sucking.
Sharon's heart felt as if it were about to jump out of her chest. Slowly she slid her head
down, tonguing the full length of his dick while moving her hands up to his balls. How
tiny, how hot and furry they felt as she gathered them in her fingers and slowly rolled
them from side to side.
Franko liked that, moaning while digging his feet into the matress and hunching his
but up off the bed.
"Bad dog!" Sharon hissed, slapping back at the animal. He was after her again, craftily
stealing onto the bed behind her and nosing her crotch. She was gently licking Franko's
dickhead again. Franko cried out, clapping his hands hard against her head. Strangling
sounds came from his throat.
Suddenly the dog was back just as Franko's swollen dickhead shoved back down to her
throat. By this time Sharon had learned how to suck dick. She closed her eyes and
bobbed her head up and down, curling the fingers of one hand just below her stretched
lips and jacking him off at the same time. But a jab of fear as the dog edged closer shot
through her. She couldn't concentrate on what she was doing. Oh Lord, the animal was
trying to lick her off again, maybe even fuck her!
Sharon swung back with one hand. But the German shepherd ducked, shoving his nose
between her asscheeks and weting her crotch easily.
"Ooooo NOOOOO!" Sharon gasped, spiting out the dick.
"Hey man, what's wrong mama?" Franko said, opening his eyes and peering heavylidded at her.
"That damned dog! He must think... oh I don't know what he thinks... but... ohhhh!"
Sharon swated at Rex again. But the dog ignored her silly, weak defenses again. He
had worked her hot cuntlips apart now and was stroking them hungrily with his
tongue. The cat, so to speak, was out of the bag. Sharon fell back onto the bed, too
shamed to speak.


Chapter 11

Sharon had lowered her head as the tight, tingling sensation created by the animal
washed over her. She dropped her lips limply against Franko's dick. She was terrified
with the fear of discovery. What would this young man think? Worse, what would he
say to his brothers? Would word get back to her daughter? Terrified, the woman
clapped her hands over her eyes and moaned. Those sloppy noises were atracting
Franko's atention.
"I'm so embarrassed... this awful, terrible dog!
"Hey, I don't blame him," Franko said, stretching out one hand and smoothing his
fingers over her neck. "You smell good and taste fine."
"But I'm not a dog!"
Sharon whimpered half with shame, half with lust. She pictured her daughter's horrified
face when she heard about her mother's transgressions. The word would get all over the
neighborhood. She'd have to move, leaving her daughter behind to face the shame and
laughter that would inevitably follow.
And all over these thoughts came the wonderful feeling created by Rex the wonder dog.
He knew how to lick... too damned well how to lick. Franko was propped up on his
elbows now, showing one hell of an interest in what was going on. Surely he knew the
animal had to have more than occasional practice to do this.
Sharon shoved him back again and tried to pretend nothing had happened. But as soon
as she started licking Franko's cock again the dog brought his hot tongue up through
the sloppy mess of her cunt. She let out a shivery groan, trembling like a bitch in heat.
"Rex!"
Franko caught her wrist.
"Hey, baby, there ain't nothin' wrong with it. If you're worried about me tellin' my
brothers, don't. We don't share everything! And you're one chick I ain't gonna pass
around to Rico and Al" 
His smile was easy and open. It was as if he knew everything she'd hoped to keep quiet.
Sharon felt she couldn't look at him. How could she be sure he'd be quiet? She wanted
to ask him, to beg him not to tell anyone. But the words caught in her throat.
"I'm so ashamed... I..." Sharon couldn't finish the sentence.
"Forget it. Hey, mama, come on, you gota trust me. I ain't gonna tell the world about
you. Come on, I told you about your daughter 'cause I thought it'd turn you on,"
Franko said, chucking her playfully under the chin.
Sharon reached up and curled her fingers around his broad hairy wrist. She felt a litle
beter. Franko sighed, gently puting both hands on the sides of her head and easing her
down, down toward his cock. Sharon didn't open her eyes again until she felt his
dickhead bump against her cheek. Then she turned her face so she could bite the side
of that veined rod. She was tickling the hardness with her tongue until Franko fought
the bed. She was really turning him on, driving him up the wall. Who said she was over
the hill? She was just as good, if not beter than women half her age. Instinctively now
Sharon knew it.
"Ohhhhh baby, you're drivin' me NUTS!" Franko cried, his knees snapping together,
then falling apart gently as the woman gave him expert head.
Then it was Sharon's turn to moan. That teasing, tickling wetness rubbing her cunt
open appeared again. It was there... insistent, prodding, hungry. And Franko knew
what was happening, knew that it was a dog crouched behind her servicing her cunt.
How good it was to know she wasn't hiding this secret any more... and that someone
actually thought it exciting!
"Ohhhmmm!" she groaned happily.
Sharon let her head fail heavily over the shaft. When the purplish dome gouged her
tonsils she swallowed. She felt her cheeks rubbing caressingly against that fat dick.
Franko groaned, sounding as if he were coming apart.
Rex wallowed his black nose into her convulsing cunt. She felt her muscles contract
instantly, trap ping that furry maw. The animal growled hungrily, driving his tongue in
wild lapping frenzies over her pussy. Sharon was going crazy. She was crouched on the
bed between Franko's undulating hairy legs, giving head and massaging his bails while
behind her a German shepherd was licking her off. It was something porno movies
were made of, she guessed. Oh, only if someone could come along and film it! How
she'd love to have some of her prudish neighbors come over and look at those home
movies!
"Ohhhhhhh!"
Rex went at her with the same hungry eagerness as before. But when the pink surface
of his tongue brushed her cit it felt so tickly, so soft. The woman spread her knees
wider apart unashamedly on the matress. She felt the dog move between her drip ping
thighs and lick frantically. Sharon thought for a while he was going to try fu her again.
That, even in spite of Franko's liberal behavior, would be too much!
"Ohh, the dog... is licking me!" she cried.
"Great, man. Feel good?"
"Oh yesss, oh God yes!"
Sharon was surprised at her openness, almost proud of it. "You don't care?"
"Man, it's drivin' me nuts!"
The laugh he let out quickly turned to a groan as Sharon gave a sloppy lick over his
piss-slit. Franko thought he was going to pop off in her mouth right then. The woman
concentrated on that hole, knowing that was where all his spunk would come shooting
out into her mouth. It would spater down her throat, possibly choke her.
Those thoughts excited Sharon more than frightened her. She concentrated on the hot
thing lolled slickly against her tongue. She curled her tongue, licking him like that
while gently squeezing both balls. The result was more moaning followed by the sounds
of his body slapping against the bed.
"UHHHHH FUCK BABY!"
Rex had centered his licking atention against her clit now. That tiny pink bump had
become erect and wildly sensitive. It felt like a tiny finger at least a half-inch long. The
animal felt it with his tongue, trying to flaten it down into the woman's throbbing
cuntlips. Sharon danced her plump ass around in the air, tucking the tiny sex spindle
away from the German shepherd at times. Rex whined and found her clit again with
the sharp line of his botom fangs.
"Pootihh!" she babbled around the shaft rushing between her lips.
"Man, keep it up, mama. Keep it up!" Franko whispered.
Sharon didn't know how long she'd be able to hold back her own climax. She felt it
rising like boiling mercury in a heated thermometer. Spit oozed from the corners of her
mouth, making drops in Franko's tangled black cock hairs. His balls were pulled up
high in their sac from the tension of her sucking mouth. She was concentrating on his
dickhead now, washing over the piss slit, bringing more pre-cum out. She was
searching around for the most sensitive places. When she found one she only teased it
until Franko stiffened and tried to fuck deep into her throat. Then she atacked that
itching spot with a wild fury, pointing her tongue to dig into the spongy, hard flesh of
his dick.
"Man, man, FUCK!"
Franko pounded the matress with his fists and swore foully. She loved that filthy
mouth. She felt as if she had a sex-crazed wild man at her mercy on the bed while
another one was eating her cunt behind her.
God, was that animal ever eating it! When Rex got really excited Sharon knew she
could always feel his fangs. She could feel them now. They shoved against her soppy
cuntlips, rimming the aching flesh around her cuntal mouth. She gasped with
unashamed delight, her long hair tickling Rex's muscled belly. When she bobbed her
head up and down on his jerking rod it splashed over his balls, increasing the
sensations there. At this point Franko was making funny noises in his throat. His chest
and gut were hard.
"Man, gonna shoot, gonna..."
It was the taste that came first. Sharon felt no spurt as she thought she might. There
was no jet that choked or strangled her. It was a subtle, flat, bleachy taste that told her a
tiny droplet of cum had been squeezed up fresh from his balls. Then another came, and
another. Surely there had to be more to a man's shooting than this! The woman worked
her tongue frantically around the jerking rod, sucking hard, moving his balls around
with her fingers until she thought Franko was going to scream the walls down.
That was all Franko's convulsing glands needed. A powerful jet .of spunk shot out of
his piss-slit, spatering noisily against the back of her throat. A steamy bolt of cum shot
into her throat a second time, making her gulp it down. More ropes of hot lava-like jizz
shot into her mouth. This was more like it! Sharon managed to swallow most of it,
moving her tongue lovingly around and around the jerking rod while still massaging his
balls with her fingertips.
Rex's mouth was gone. She felt him holding one of her asscheeks between his fangs and
shaking her gently. The pull of the nipped flesh, the strain of it against her clit pushed
her close to climax again. Sharon struggled to keep her concentration, thinking about
those hot rivers of cum dribbling down her throat. Franko had started jerking his hips
frantically and she struggled to keep his shooting dick in her mouth. The woman
quivered and groaned while Rex now bit at her thighs, then licked deep into the peeled
back membranes of her cunt.
"Ohhh!"
The hard cock slipped from her mouth and she fell sideways on the bed. Rex bumped
his head against her thighs to keep them spread. He was up on his paws now, driving
his pointed furry maw against her pussy. Franko was watching, holding his softening
cock and rubbing the still-throbbing head gently while the dog ate her cunt.
Sharon was past being able to stop the dog. She whimpered wildly as the dog fucked
her like a cock. And then she was coming. As the dog ate out her pussy, nibbled at her
quivering clit she was coming.
"NOOOOOO!"
Rex made those wild, choking sounds again. She felt him making violent, animal
fucking motions. With each snap of his back the red doggie cock danced under his
belly.. Then she felt shooting spurts of dog cum make hot lines on her ankle and leg.
Rex was making himself come while Franko watched and laughed.
Sharon thrashed madly on the bed, hunching her cunt up and down against the
animal's tongue. It was so good she knew she'd never be the same again. Thrilling jolts
of lust blew her apart. She cried out, her raw cunt sucking thin air.
Franko obliged her, sticking three fingers of his right hand into her hole. She finished
coming with a wild cry of ecstasy, thrusting her hips against his fucking hand while the
animal finished his licking, then slid off the bed.
As the minutes slipped by and the two of them lay quietly in bed Sharon thought about
what was happening. Her daughter was still at school, fucking one or two of the Tolbo
brothers. What kind of lies would she tell her? Did she have the courage to confront
her daughter and demand an explanation? Was it worth it? Perhaps she should find
some way to lecture her daughter about sex in an indirect way. Sex was good, but
Cindy had to be discreet and careful!
But that would all come later, she felt. As Franko rolled over and kissed her mouth she
sucked his tongue deep, whistling contentment through her flared nostrils. Yes, there
was nothing wrong with sex. Cindy already knew this. It had taken her longer to figure
it out, but Sharon now realized it as well. Maybe fucking would somehow bring her and
her daughter closer together. The thought was strange, but not all that out of line.
Cindy would soon be coming home. After she and Franko fucked this time... and fuck
wildly they would... she'd get him out and think of ways to talk to her daughter. Right
now she had something else to do.
As Sharon spread her spit-slicked thighs apart, geting ready for another trenching out
with Franko's fat rod she saw the first half of her life disappearing. The next part was
going to be another world! There'd be no more hangups, no more false morality. She
could see now why her daughter had rebelled against her. She couldn't blame the girl.
Now there was nothing blocking her from enjoyment. And for that she had Rex to
thank!


THE END
