A Schoolgirl's Best Friend
by Paul Gable


FOREWORD 

The process of growing up, of passing through the age of adolescence has, 
through the ages, been marked by great inner turmoil, uncertainty, and 
tremendous pressures from family and peer group alike. Certainly, in our 
society today, the problems of youth appear to be more marked than ever 
before. 

We hear constant reports of the pervasive use of drugs in our schools. Of 
shoplifting and other petty, and not so petty, crimes. Of promiscuity and 
dangerous VD epidemics. 

Janet Taylor is a teenager embarking on her own special journey into 
adolescence. She finds herself .plagued by powerful emotions, sometimes 
feeling guilty about her awakening sexuality, sometimes getting angry over 
imagined slights and youthful misjudgments. 

A SCHOOLGIRL'S BEST FRIEND-the story of one average young American girl's 
coming of age. A lesson to us all. A reminder, once again, that growing up 
is not easy. 

-The Publisher 


CHAPTER ONE 

"Ohhhh...." 

Janet Taylor pushed back her long blonde hair, licking her lips as she 
turned the pages of the dirty magazine she'd found. It was late afternoon. 
Her mother wouldn't be at home for at least another two hours. She had all 
the time in the world to leaf through this magazine and study the men and 
women ... fucking. 

Fucking! The teenager shivered, putting down the magazine for a moment and 
concentrating on that hot, pulsing itch growing worse and worse between her 
legs. Janet sighed, rubbing her fingers over her upper arms. She knew she 
should have just thrown that piece of trash into the wastebasket. She should 
have cast it away like the piece of filth it was. Her mother had always 
warned her about books and magazines like that. 

Only bad women looked at them, women who couldn't stop wanting and having 
men. 

But Janet couldn't help the feelings she had the moment she started leafing 
through the magazine, seeing the naked women spread apart and being fucked 
in various positions. It took her breath away to see men with nine-inch 
cocks bent over women, pinning them to some bed while filling their holes 
with their meaty dicks. Janet had to lean against her locker, catching her 
breath while her icy fingers shook. 

Janet looked around guiltily, then stuffed the cast-off magazine in her book 
bag and went home. Her mother was working late at the office this evening 
typing up legal transcripts. Janet would be alone for a while, alone to look 
at those pictures and.... 

"Mmmmmmm...." 

The young girl was on her bed in her bedroom. She picked up the magazine 
again and turned to a particular photo where it showed a man was straddling 
some woman's upper body. His fat balls dangled down toward her throat while 
his cock was embedded in her mouth. The woman looked happy, delirious with 
sexual joy. One of her hands was wrapped around the fat cockshaft while the 
other was placed on her cuntal mound, her fingers apparently dipping in and 
out of her juicy slot. Janet shivered again. There were times at night she'd 
played with herself. How good it felt to move her fingers over that slippery 
nub just at the top of her pussy mound! It was eerie feeling her flesh 
crawl, feeling her cunt explode with ecstasy as her fingers squished along 
the furry slit. 

"Oh God!" Janet closed her eyes as a powerful spasm passed over her cunt. 

The bed squeaked. She was rocking her body back and forth, her legs rubbing 
over the silken coverlet. She was making fucking movements. Her nipples were 
stiffening, scratching against the stiff material of her bra. She wanted to 
touch herself, wanting to feel her fingers teasing her clit, rubbing it to 
... climax! That's what the other girls at school called it. Climax! Cum! 
That was another world, although Janet thought it vulgar! 

Sitting up, she felt a little dizzy, her eyes out of focus. The air seemed 
to grow hot and thick around her. That, she guessed, was the result of her 
present state of mind. 

Janet giggled, glancing down at the magazine one more, surprised and a litle 
shocked that she felt so hot. 

Janet was breathing hard, panting like an animal as she crisscrossed her 
arms and snaked off her jersey. Tossing it on the floor, Janet unzipped her 
skirt, hunching up her pump, taut ass and sliding the garment off her 
ankles. She squirmed up on the bed, resting her shoulders against the 
headboard and pillow while moving the dirty magazine off to her right. She 
studied the photos, her right hand slowly moving up and down her inner 
thighs. Her cunt puckered. Her pussy walls trembled the moment her 
fingertips slid close to the elastic legband of her panties. And when she 
slipped her fingers under her briefs and touched the swollen edge of her 
cuntlip ... the effect was electrifying! 

Janet groaned. She kicked out one leg, curling her toes until they cramped. 
Hot! That's what she was. For the past two years Janet had been feeling 
something like this bubbling up, taking over, wanting to make itself felt. 
This was it, this overwhelming sexual heat that was making her cuntal slit 
all hot and bubbly with juice. 

As she moved her ass from side to side, she could feel her nylon crotch 
panel sticking to her labes, making her pussy feel all hot and squirmy. Her 
cunt walls buckled in from the rising sexual heat while her flesh crawled 
with excitement. Was this how sexual arousal felt to all women? Did they all 
wallow around like this, feeling as if their cunts were going to explode 
from having swollen so much? Could her mother...? No, that was absurd! Her 
mother was cold, calculating, a businesswoman who was dedicated to making a 
living both for herself and her daughter. 

Janet giggled drunkenly once more. Her mother feeling something like this 
... it was a joke. 

"Ohhh...." Once more she thought of how she'd love to be a woman like the 
one in the magazine. For just a moment Janet would have given anything to be 
pinned down on the bed like her, her legs dangling over the edges of the 
mattress, her head tilted up slightly while her lips were wrapped around 
that big, meaty, thick-veined prick. 

Janet jerked her knees up, then let them flop down onto the mattress. Juice 
bubbled out of her cunt, trickling down into her asscrack and oozing into 
her shitter. It was wonderful and lovely to feel this kind of excitement. 
The air seemed to hum all around her. 

"Ohhh ... cummmm!" She had actually said it! 

Janet froze for a moment, screwing up her forehead. She didn't want to be 
like those girls in the bathroom who kept giggling about sex, talking about 
how they played with their boyfriends' dicks. That was terrible, awful! And 
yet that awful, vulgar word came so naturally to her now. Lots of things 
were coming so naturally to her now. She shook her head, feeling her long 
hair splashing over her shoulders. This had to stop. She couldn't allow her 
feelings to take off like this, turning her into a cheap woman. How right 
her mother had been! These kind of books were something bad women looked at! 

"Ohhh...." But would it hurt if she played around a little more? She had 
already taken the trouble to march up to her room and strip down to her bra 
and panties. Surely there could be little harm.... 

Cocks. They get big when girls rubbed them. That's what the girls told her 
at school, but she didn't know how big until she had seen them in the 
magazine. The man in the picture looked as if his dick belonged on a horse 
or donkey. 

Janet closed her eyes and sucked in a sharp breath. She was moving her 
finger along her pink, soppy, wet cunt. She parted her knees so that her 
pussy opened. Janet brushed her fingers over the downy, plump cuntlips 
between her spread thighs. Gingerly she pried her cunt open, feeling a tiny 
bump. 

"Yesssss...." she hissed. 

Janet had brought herself off many times before. But this was the hottest 
she had ever felt. Her flesh was so hot, so sensitive to the slightest 
touch! Her tits felt tight while her mouth and throat were as dry as cotton. 
What was happening to her? What was going on? The young girl panicked for a 
moment, having a difficult time catching her breath. 

"Ohhh...." Janet sucked in another ragged breath. She touched the tiny bead 
of her clit. A shock raced through her thighs. She took in another shuddery 
breath, licking her lips. She felt guilty again. Her mother had said 
something once. When she was a small girl in the bathtub playing, playing 
... her mother had come in and said something. Janet couldn't remember 
exactly what the words had been. But she knew that because of that one time 
it had always made her feel guilty when she touched her cunt. But she had 
done it again and again, rising over the phantom warning hanging in her 
mind. And now she did it once more. 

Janet smiled, groaning, the cords in her neck sticking out. "Ohhh...." 

It felt so far out. Janet moved her fingers up, sliding them along in 
circular patterns around her flat belly, then slipping them back down under 
the waistband to her cunt. Janet could smell the young heat of her body, 
that vague pungent muskiness that came up from her cunt. She liked the 
smell. She liked a lot of other things that had been happening to her 
maturing body during the last few years. Her mother, of course, didn't. Her 
mother 'vas concerned about the boys in school, about her u dates, about ... 
about so many things that bored Janet. No, she hadn't gone steady with a boy 
yet, although her mother's constant worry about men had often tempted her to 
go all the way more than once. Janet pictured her mother's shocked 
expression if she were to walk in the door one night and tell her she had 
just been fucked. "Ahhh...." 

Janet swallowed a lump of excitement. With one hand she peeled the outer 
lips of her cunt back, massaging some of the fluid back into her steamy 
crack. It sounded squishy and wet. She felt a thrill rush through her entire 
body. She licked her lips. 

Again the young blonde teen glanced down at the photo. It seemed to come 
alive! In her sexual delirium Janet imagined that young stud leaping up from 
the page and jumping on her. She could feel his strong hands pressing 
against her shoulders while his legs pinned hers to the bed. And rubbing up 
and down over her flat belly was that cock-that hot, thick, long meaty cock 
rubbing greasily over her cuntal slit. And then ... and then he was edging 
his ass up, dragging his horsesized dick along her fuck slot until ... 
until.... 

"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Janet didn't dare think of the conclusion! Her mind flashed 
blank as another series of pre-orgasmic spasms passed through her cunt. She 
was going wild, writhing and squirming over the bed. 

"Ohhhhhhhh God!" 

Janet was using her middle finger, rubbing it way down her slit, then 
bringing it slowly back up. She paused to give her clit a lingering tickle. 
The sensation of her hot cuntal folds surrounding her finger was enough to 
make her more than a little dizzy. She kept rubbing, concentrating on the 
areas of her cunt that made her feel best. 

"Ahhhhh!" 

Janet found that spot, that special spot that made her feel so weak and hot. 
She tested it with a very light touch, searched out that odd little flap of 
soaked flesh that partially covered it. Her breathing changed again, 
becoming more and more shallow. She could hardly wait! She wanted to be 
fucked, to be fucked by someone like that man in that magazine! 

"Fuck, fuck...." Janet groaned out that forbidden word again and again, her 
head rolling from side to side. Strands of her blonde hair clung damply to 
her cheeks. Her thighs were rigid with tensed muscles. Her right hand was 
working steadily at her cunt now. Two fingers glistened with the slickness 
of her juices. When she added a third, how good it felt! Janet's cunt was 
swollen, red around the edges of her puffed cuntlips. 

"Ohhhh noooo, it feels sooo ... soooo good," Janet groaned. 

That feeling of cumming, that hot rushing sensation in her cunt was on her 
once again. Janet was rolling her hips slowly, moving her cuntal mound 
against her fingers. She began fucking her hand, jerking her hips up and 
down, fucking her fingers as if they were a man's big dick. 

"Cock, dick, ohhh yessss! I want cock! I want cock soooooo bad!" 

She had whispered those forbidden words. The sound of them made her shiver 
with delight. She wanted to get fucked, to get fucked by a hard, hot dick 
like the one in the magazine! 

Janet slid down all the way on the bed now, pumping her ass frantically up 
and down. She let her fingertips graze the tiny bulge of her blood-filled 
clit. Immediately a rush of thrills made her head swim. Her thighs felt as 
if they were on fire. 

Janet shut her eyes. The feel of the coverlet under her asscheeks pricked 
her to a bouncy, humping rhythm. She spread her legs wide, glancing down at 
her juice-soaked panties. Soon, soon, she'd be cumming. Janet raised her 
head with great difficulty once more, staring at the photo of the man and 
woman, before dropping back down. 

"Ohhhhh!" 

She was going to cum soon. She was so close now! Janet found herself jerking 
and thrashing like a wild woman on the bed. She had never, never felt 
anything like this, even when she was alone at night in her room playing 
with herself. How things had changed. That damned magazine! "Ohhhhh!" 

Her legs were bent at the knees, then she flopped them loosely back down to 
the bed again. She dug at the mattress with her heels, her shoulders 
writhing back and forth. Her blonde hair splashed over the pillow, tangling 
wetly at the corner of her mouth. Janet had the feeling that soon, soon she 
would be feeling something besides her own fingers in her pussy. Soon a 
man.... 

"Ohhhhh!" 

Another hot flash raced through her cunt. She wondered how many more she 
would be able to stand before she passed out from pleasure. Her body felt so 
warm, so buzzy. When a particularly sharp spasm passed through her cunt, 
Janet rolled onto her belly, clamping her thighs tight, fingers still 
squishing wetly between her cuntlips. She was pumping her ass up and down in 
wild, fucking movements. The headboard banged loudly against the rear wall, 
producing tiny cracks in the plaster. What would her mother think? Would she 
even notice the damage? 

"Unghhh!" 

It was too much, too wild. Her face was pinched as if in pain. And yet it 
wasn't pain that made her face so red and tight. Something far more 
powerful, something that she had never experienced before, was turning her 
into a strange, new woman. She grabbed a pillow and wedged it between her 
thighs. She jammed it and held onto it hard, pumping her ass wildly. Her 
mind flashed with several wild pictures, among them the guy with his dick in 
the woman's mouth. She trembled, fucking that pillow as if it were a man! 
"Ohhhhh!" 

Still the orgasm wouldn't peak, wouldn't ... cum! 

Suddenly Janet had the distinct feeling that she wasn't alone in the room. 
She stopped her wild fucking spree, freezing on her bed. Fear filled her. 
Her mother! God, what if her mother were standing there in the doorway now, 
her face dark with disapproval, shock? Would she throw her out into the 
streets as she'd once threatened? 

Janet felt her face blanch. The excitement that had filled her cunt 
disappeared almost at once. Tentatively she turned around, gazing 
heavy-lidded at the vacant doorway. 

At first she wondered what on earth could have given her the impression that 
someone was watching her. 

"Oh, it's you, boy!" 

Janet smiled weakly, seeing that it was Rex, their pet German shepherd. Her 
mother had purchased the dog nearly one year ago after a series of break-ins 
had terrified the neighborhood. 

"Go away now, Rex. I'll be down to feed you later," Janet said with some 
irritation in her voice. The thought of finger-fucking while the dog had 
watched made her blush. 

But the animal refused to move. He stood in the doorway, his head cocked to 
one side, his ears pricked forward while his black nostrils quivered. He was 
smelling something, smelling ... he was smelling her cunt! 

In a thrilling flash of realization Janet knew he was smelling her pussy 
odor and liked what he sniffed! Immediately she remembered Rex sniffing 
around her legs, nosing between her mother's legs. But neither one of them 
had thought much of it, pushing the dog gently when he became too familiar. 
But now ... now Janet felt a tremor of fear and closed her legs, drawing the 
pillow over her cunt. 

"Go downstairs, Rex," she said more firmly, aware of the nervous tremble in 
her voice. 

Rex turned as if to go, then stopped, moving back into the bedroom. A low 
growl came from his throat. 

Janet wondered what was going to happen now. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

"Downstairs, Rex!" 

The animal wasn't obeying her. Instead he stood there, his forelegs braced 
on the carpet, his gray fur bristling. His nostrils quivered with 
excitement. He was smelling her cunt juice and loving it. 

Was he going to attack her? Vaguely Janet remembered stories about dogs 
attacking their masters. But those dogs were generally Dobermans, an 
unstable breed. Rex had always been friendly ... perhaps too friendly now 
that Janet thought about it. Rex was moving now, stalking her as if she were 
some sort of prey. 

"Go ... away!" 

He was by the bed now, his dark-brown eyes rolled up to her. He seemed to be 
laughing at her. 

That was stupid! Janet felt she really had to be freaking out to think that 
a dog thought like a human! Still, there was something there, something that 
made her tremble with nervousness and terror. Rex wasn't backing down though 
she told him again and again to go back downstairs. He was defying her. 
"Oh!" 

And then he was on the bed, his forepaws on her thighs. What was he trying 
to do? She saw his tongue ... that long pink tongue wet with spit hanging 
from one corner of his mouth. 

Janet cringed, her eyes wide with horror. In a flash Rex dropped his head, 
sinking his fangs into the pillow protecting her cunt. She felt it being 
wrenched from her grip. 

Janet dug her fingertips into the mattress, trying to scoot backward. But 
the moment it appeared she was trying to escape, Rex snarled, snapping at 
her, threatening her with those powerful teeth of his. In the end Janet 
capitulated, wondering what on earth he wanted of her. 

"Ohhh, please go back, Rex. Please, I ... ohhh God, what's happening to me?" 

He was so large, so overpowering. It was just too terrible for thought. Then 
Janet thought of that man in the dirty magazine. He was dark, overpowering. 
God, was she confusing the two? Janet shook her head, trying to drive out 
the confusing thoughts. 

"Oooooh no, this can't be happening! I won't let it," she whispered. 

It became apparent to her that Rex wanted her ... wanted her cunt. He had 
dropped his head and started licking her ankles. Janet shivered, drawing her 
leg up. But the moment she moved, Rex snarled and snapped at her feet. 
Breathing heavily, Janet remained still, feeling the dog's tongue move up, 
up to her cunt. 

"Unghhhhhh!" 

It was like a nightmare coming true. She lay quietly like a corpse, her body 
opened, still hot from all that finger-play, her cunt exposed to the big 
dog. 

Rex was on top of her now, his tongue lapping noisily at her crotch. She 
felt the dampened nylon of her panties being stretched away from her body. 
She could feel Rex's hot tongue graze one exposed cuntlip. Gasping from the 
wild contact, Janet shoved one hand down to cover her pussy. 

"Oh God!" 

Rex jerked his head up, then exposed that double set of dangerous fangs. He 
snapped at her, making her scream and draw back her hand. 

This was awful! She was trapped, forced into doing this terrible thing with 
this beast. She was being raped, raped by a dog! 

"No, don't ... oh, stop!" 

Rex growled low in his throat, bracing his paws on the bed as he pressed his 
nose up and in. Her knees shook mightily, flopping up and down against the 
mattress. 

It was a terrible thing happening. But Janet couldn't deny the rushing hot 
feeling reappearing in her cunt almost immediately. It had to have been the 
book ... that awful book with those pictures of men and women fucking that 
was doing this to her. Normally she wouldn't have felt this hot, wouldn't 
have let herself get into this terrible situation. 

"Unnnghhh!" 

What would her daring girlfriends say now? How would they look at her, if 
they saw her getting licked off by a dog? A dog! 

Once more Janet tried shoving the animal away, and once more he nearly bit 
off her fingers. Now he was trying to peel away the elastic legband of her 
panties. Once he succeeded, nosing in and licking over her clit. Just 
groaned, biting blood from her lower lip. Closing her eyes, she thought of 
that handsome man in the picture. She tried to imagine it was him who was 
licking her, overpowering her with his big-muscled arms and legs. And then 
... then his cock, would he drive his cock into her? 

Would the dog? No, no, that was too horrible to even think of! "Oh no! 
Nooooo!" 

His tongue was going higher and higher, exploring her thighs. Why did it 
feel so overwhelming? It was like all those wicked dreams she'd been having 
lately, the dreams that made her pick up that magazine today at school and 
take it home. That magazine had led to this! Her mother was so right. Books 
like that would bring people to no good end! 

"Ughhhhhh!" 

Rex had reached her drenched panties again. His tongue stretched, brushed 
over the narrow band of nylon covering her fuzzy cunt. Janet moved down on 
the bed, shoving her hips forward. The dog whimpered and moved his long 
snout from side to side. The nylon crotch panel pressed hard into her cuntal 
slit, making her jerk her thighs up and down, rubbing the silky material 
over her inner labes and her clit. 

"Ohhhhh!" 

It had to be a dream, an illusion. Janet was her mother's daughter, a good 
girl, one who wouldn't dream of doing something as foul, as perverted as ... 
this. But it felt so good lying there, spread open, spread open for the 
dog's wonderful lapping tongue. 

"Wrong ... it's so wrong!" 

Janet was dizzy, drunk with her own young, rising lust. Her body was 
trembling, shaking with indecision, desire coursing through her veins. The 
dog was going wild now, his growl becoming louder, more insistent. Janet 
tried again to slip out from under him. But Rex was adamant, snapping at her 
fingers, moving down to her crotch, burying his maw in her groin. 

"Unghhhh!" 

The terror began. 

Janet felt the dog's sharp teeth nip at her panties, tearing them. It was 
impossible ... it was horrible. Her panties were torn apart. The ripping 
sound filled the room, made Janet cry out with terror. She was being 
stripped by this dog, by her pet! 

Curling her fingers, Janet beat frantically at the dog's big head. This time 
Rex ignored her, concentrating on her delicious-smelling nylon panties. 

"No, stop!" 

Janet struggled on the bed, her heels digging into the mattress as she 
squirmed away from the panting, raging dog. 

"This can't happen ... I won't let it!" 

But while she was saying this, her panties had been completely stripped 
away. Now she was lying there, only the elastic waistband holding onto her 
body. Her bra was even slipping down, nearly ex posing her dark-red areolas. 
"Stop!" 

Remnants of white panty silk hung in shreds at her ass, draped over her 
belly. Janet realized that her pussy was exposed. She could feel the inner 
surfaces of her cunt working together as she wormed higher on the bed. Her 
fingers dug frantically at the coverlet. The headboard banged against the 
wall again, creating more cracks. This couldn't be happening! It was like 
something out of ... out of those dirty books. Women being sexually attacked 
by dogs! 

Again she tried rolling over, trying to escape from Rex. The dog was 
quicker. He jumped forward, his paws hitting her thighs. His nose slid under 
her hot exposed cuntal mound, his long red tongue wetting her all over. 
Janet let out a groan, falling back to the bed, feeling her head sinking in 
the pillow. 

"Oh God! My God! What am I doing to myself?" 

Tears of shame and humiliation streaked her cheeks. She was letting this 
happen. If she had wanted to stop Rex, she could have kicked at him, 
scratched his eyes out, could have done a thousand and one things to drive 
him away. But the truth was that she really wanted him there, wanted his 
wonderful tongue slopping up and down her pussy. 

Janet squirmed, wiggling her ass frantically about in tight circles. She was 
turning on to the big animal, actually feeding him her cunt. "Unghhhhh!" 

Rex was going crazy, whining, wiggling his body back and forth as he stood 
above her on the bed. Janet felt petrified-hot and petrified. The first 
touch of his tongue had made her belly buck with fear and revulsion. But 
then, when he was sliding his maw up and down over her cunt mound, how good 
it felt! Her fears melted away, evaporated as her sexual delight increased a 
thousandfold. 

It was unreal! She was opening her cunt to the dog. She was actually 
spreading her legs apart, rubbing her bare feet over the mattress and 
spreading her legs open for the animal. 

Janet jerked her head from side to side, becoming as wild now as the dog. 
Rex was going crazy. He slopped his tongue over the sensitive flesh of her 
inner thighs, wetting them down until they dripped with spit. The dog's 
tongue excited the hell out of her. His tongue slopped over everywhere, 
producing a wonderful, ecstatic friction. Her knees fell apart. Janet 
groaned, thinking she could hear her cuntlips unstick. The dog lapped at 
them. He had quieted down suddenly, sniffing her pussy. 

"Ohhhhh, no, no, noooooo!" 

Rex was tasting her, smelling her, growling as he shoved his forepaws up 
against her thighs and tried burrowing his furry snout into her hole. The 
sensation of those stubby hairs rubbing against her clit drove her through 
the ceiling. Her legs jerked out, her heels dragging along the edge of the 
mattress while she clutched desperately at the coverlet. 

The dog kept licking her cunt over and over again. 

"Nooooo!" 

Gently, carefully, Rex slipped his long tongue into her hole, petting her 
clit with its tip. It made Janet shudder with sexual fever. He was feeding 
casually on her pussy now, slurping up her juices, driving his muzzle in at 
times, making her think that it was a cock. 

"Rex ... Rex...." 

Janet didn't dare let herself think too much about what was happening, about 
how she was letting the dog eat her out. Rubbing the backs of her legs 
furiously against the wrinkled coverlet, she rolled over, pushing her 
fingers into the soft pillow and moaning. She tensed her thighs, shoving her 
ass up, flexing her ass muscles as the animal's tongue slopped up and down 
her butt crack. The hot, wet rough sensation of his tongue slicking down her 
shivering asscheeks made her cuntal walls buckle in once more. 

Janet's knees slid up, pushing down hard into the mattress. More of her cunt 
was revealed for the hungry German shepherd to lap. 

Rex twisted his head around and nuzzled her cunt. His forepaws scratched 
teasingly along her upper thighs, leaving small red marks on her upper 
thighs and buttocks. Janet babbled, tossing her head from side to side as 
the dog's wonderful tongue found her clit again. He was probing her cunt 
again, shoving his snout in and out, smacking his lips as Janet tried to 
open herself even more to him. 

"Rex ... Rex...." 

She was gasping his name, repeating it over and over as if the dog were her 
lover. She moved her ass back and forth, back and forth, in fucking 
movements to satisfy the burning itch between her legs. 

Janet let out a series of soft, muffled cries. How could she be doing this 
terrible thing, exposing herself like this to an animal? The thought shot 
through her mind, shaming her as she wagged her ass in front of the growling 
animal. Janet would have climbed off the bed in disgust if her cunt hadn't 
burned so, if that wonderful tongue hadn't kept touching her clit, making 
her nearly pass out from extreme delight. 

"Ohhhhh, God in heaven!" 

Janet rolled back onto her ass, digging her heels into the mattress and 
moving her cunt up, giving the dog more of her pussy to eat. She was eager 
to do almost anything to take care of the burning itch between her legs. 
Growling and whimpering, Rex tongued her ass, pushing his tongue deep into 
the split of her asscheeks. 

Janet felt so wet and hot down there. She groaned, dropping her ass back to 
the mattress, then shoving it up once more. 

"God! Oh God!" 

She couldn't keep going like this! Janet felt herself teetering on the 
brink. Strange flashes of pleasure shot up and down her thighs, licking at 
her pussy. Janet couldn't wait much longer. She was holding back, holding 
back to make her orgasm the biggest she'd ever had. 

"Unnghh!" 

Janet rubbed the dog's thick fur. She could feel the dog's bushy tail 
wagging back and forth, tickling her calves. 

Peering through the red fog that had settled over her brain, Janet looked 
heavy-lidded at Rex. She saw something-something long red and bony between 
his hindquarters. Janet had seen dogs fucking in the streets, their bodies 
humping back and forth. It was his dick ... long, red, and hard ready to 
slip into her cunt. 

"Nooooo!" 

Janet pushed her legs together, trapping Rex's head between her white, 
shivering thighs. She couldn't let the dog fuck her! She couldn't let him 
slip his knobby boner into her cunt! That would be going too far. That would 
be committing the worse sexual perversion in the world. 

"Stop!" 

Rex kept on going. He drove his tongue up and down her cuntal crack faster 
and faster. It felt good, so very good. Her clit burned from the steady 
licking friction. Every square inch of her body seemed to be tensed, alive 
to the slightest touch of the big dog. 

Janet gasped and babbled, telling the dog to hurry, begging him to drive his 
tongue harder, faster into her cunthole. 

"Unnnghhhhh!" 

Strings of drool oozed from the corners of her mouth. She moved her knees 
back, back to her tits. The halter rubbed against her flesh. Janet had 
wanted to take off the bra. But the spasms in her cunt had prevented her 
from doing anything except roll her ass from side to side and hunch her 
pussy against the German shepherd's maw. 

Now Janet was moving her ass up and down, faster and faster, twisting to the 
side. The dog's teeth nipped first one cuntlip, then the other. Janet raised 
her hands and cupped them over her bra, lifting the scratchy material over 
her stiff, hard nipples. Everything in her world seemed to be blowing to 
pieces now. A dull roar became louder and louder while bright lights flashed 
in front of her. Janet didn't care about anything any more. She could die 
doing this, and it wouldn't matter to her. This had to be the best, the most 
wonderful thing in the world to happen to a woman! "Cummmmmm!" 

Janet was working her ass around in frantic circles, crying excitedly. The 
air she sucked in burned her nostrils as she teetered dangerously on the 
brink. Every muscle in her legs and thighs cramped as the dog speeded up his 
tonguing friction. 

"Ohhhh God! God, hurry!" she whimpered, clawing the coverlet. 

Janet thought once more of that man in the magazine, of how full her cunt 
would be if his dick were slipping in and out of her cunt now. The shameless 
thought pitched her into a wild fury. She writhed on the bed, bucking her 
cunt against the dog's jaws. His teeth nipping her cunt brought babbling 
moans of delight from her throat. She raked the dog's fur with her fingers, 
pulled him tighter against her. Scissoring her legs tightly around the dog's 
neck, Janet felt as if the room was crashing around her. It was wonderful, 
delightful! Nothing in the world could compare to the feeling that was 
carrying her away now. "Noooooo!" 

She was a bitch, a shameless slut in heat and she didn't care. This was her 
first real sexual experience, and it was with a dog! What did it matter? 
What did anything matter any more? Janet quivered, her cunt throbbing. She 
bucked her body so wildly she was afraid the animal might jump off. But Rex 
stayed on, draping one forepaw over her right thigh and licking more 
furiously at her juicing clit. How sharp, and yet how agonizingly slow her 
climax was! If only she could have more friction, more.... 

"Unghhhh!" 

Just couldn't believe the fury, the power of her own body. Lying there 
kicking and wailing, she didn't care if the whole neighborhood heard her 
cumming. It was wonderful feeling those sharp pangs of ecstasy tear at her 
clit. And all the while that wonderful dog was lying there between her 
kicking legs, driving his tongue in and out of her throbbing, cumming slit. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

When it was over, Janet lay like a zombie. She hadn't felt this exhausted in 
years. The dog was gone, lying in the corner, licking his balls and 
shrinking dick. For a second she wondered if she'd let him do anything more 
than lick her cunt. More than lick her cunt? Janet laughed softly, covering 
her eyes with one hand. God, how could she even think of something like 
that! What had come over her? 

Janet stared at the resting German shepherd. Would he want more? Would he, 
in some way, betray himself, show her mother what had actually happened in 
her bedroom? That was foolish. Janet shook her head, running her fingers 
through her hair. She had to come to her senses. Thinking like this would 
drive her crazy. 

Sliding her legs over the edge of the bed, Janet stood up unsteadily. Eyeing 
the animal, Janet padded to the door, cracking it open and peering down the 
hall. No sounds downstairs or in the bathroom. Her mother was still at the 
office. For an instant Janet felt a pang of guilt. Her mother was working 
hard while she-no, she wouldn't think of it! 

"Get away!" Janet said, feeling the dog's nose brushing up against her 
thighs. 

Swatting at Rex, Janet slipped quickly down the hall and into the bath, 
closing and locking the door behind her. She rested against the door, 
closing her eyes and trying to regain her breath. It was a terrible thing 
she'd done! 

Fingering the tattered nylon that had once been her panties, Janet stared at 
herself in the mirror. Her face looked crimson with lust. Her flushed 
cheeks, glazed eyes, everything spoke of her being fucked! 

"Oh God, God!" 

Janet stumbled forward to the tub, reaching down and turning on the cold 
water. She would steady herself by taking a cold shower. 

After unbuckling the halter snap, Janet turned on the shower nozzle and 
stepped into the cold, stinging spray. 

* * * 

"Is everything typed, Mrs. Taylor?" 

Laura Taylor squared her shoulders, looking up from her typewriter at Rod 
Harrison, her boss. 

"Almost, Mr. Harrison. I've just got a few copies more to make and I'll be 
through." 

She kept her eyes away from his, afraid that if she met his gaze ... well, 
she wasn't sure that would happen. For the past month she had been noticing 
his stares, seen his smiles as he walked by. Laura had tried to wear 
severely tailored suits, the dowdiest of dresses. She had done nothing or 
said nothing to encourage him. And yet, in spite of this, he watched her, 
studied her like a hawk. At times Laura thought he was going to touch her, 
to ask her for a date. 

Laura found her heart was beating like a triphammer. Years ago she had sworn 
she would go to bed with no man. She had a career, a young daughter to 
raise. Men were just something that would get in the way of all that. 

But when she was at home alone, Laura had often times different thoughts. 
She missed a man's strong, comforting arms around her, missed the touch of a 
man, the feel of his strong, hairy body while his cock.... 

Cock ... that was how she got in this position in the first place; she 
realized. Janet's father had attracted her sexually. After they were 
married, Laura realized that sex was the only thing they had in common. Sex, 
and plenty of it. For the first few months that seemed enough. How they used 
to fuck ... and in every position and room possible. Jack would purposely 
take off work early so he could come home and try out some new position with 
her that he had heard of. They were happy, or so it seemed. 

Then Laura discovered that her husband was trying out other women as well as 
positions. One after another rumored affairs reached her ears until she 
couldn't ignore them any longer. Even though she was pregnant at the time, 
Laura would have divorced Jack on the spot. Fate stepped in, however, and 
sent her husband's car wheeling off the edge of the Pacific Coast Highway 
... he and another woman. Thank God for the insurance. That and a small 
office pension had carried the woman and her baby through until she was able 
to get back to work. 

"Good. I've got a conference tomorrow with some people from Chicago. I'll 
need forty copies." 

Laura pulled the papers from the typewriter, feeling Rod's black sparkling 
eyes zooming in on her. She looked up, smiled weakly, then dropped her eyes. 
Breaking his stare did no good. She could still feel his searching, studying 
look burn through her clothes. 

I hate the way he looks at me! she thought furiously. It makes me feel 
naked! 

Laura tried to ignore the hot, mushy feeling between her legs. Her cunt was 
swelling, itching. The woman had been feeling that itch become progressively 
worse as time went on. Sometimes at night she would lay in bed, tracing her 
finger over her pussy, thinking of her husband, of the way he used to suck 
her cunt, play with her clit, then drive his dick in and send the two of 
them to heaven! She knew those days were gone forever! Why did she have to 
dwell on them, especially in bed at night? 

Then orgasm would come as she dipped her fingers in and out of her cunt, 
playing with herself, rubbing her thumb over and over her clit. She looked 
back up at Rod Harrison and thought that he was just like all men. All he 
wanted to do was slide up between her legs. She wasn't going to let him. She 
wasn't going to wind up knocked up again just because she couldn't keep her 
cunt under control. 

"I'll use the copier. I'll be back in a few minutes," she said, surprised at 
how low and husky her voice had sounded. 

I wonder if he knows how I feel, she thought, straightening out her dress as 
she advanced through the large, empty office toward a battery of copy 
machines in the rear. 

Laura didn't notice Rod coming up behind her, didn't hear his feet scraping 
over the tiles until he was nearly on top of her. "Oh!" 

"I'm not going to beat you," he whispered, breathing into the nape of her 
neck. 

Chills swept over her flesh, making her skin break out into goose pimples. 
He hadn't done anything, hadn't even touched her. But still the woman could 
feel herself melting, wanting to fall back into his arms, let him touch her 
as her husband had once touched her. She waited, expecting to feel a tongue 
being shoved into her ear. 

"I ... I don't know what you mean," she said, surprised at how shaky her 
voice was. 

"I can do a lot to help you around here. You work very hard here, Laura. I 
know you have a daughter to support at home, and you're working alone to do 
it. I admire that in a woman." 

Laura kept feeding the paper into the whirring machine, pressing her knees 
against the warm paneling to keep from falling down. Her body was betraying 
her. The tips of her tits were so hard they seemed about to come right 
through her bra. Her pussy trembled while her clit popped to the surface. 
She whirled about, facing the startled man behind her. 

"I don't want your help!" she blurted out. Laura covered her mouth with her 
fingers and fought for control. "I mean, I don't need help from ... from 
people. I do just fine, me and my daughter. We're okay, honestly. I prefer 
just to work without taking any favors." 

Rod relaxed. He stood back, crossing his arms over his broad chest and 
smiled. 

"Everybody needs help sooner or later in this world. You can't be an island, 
Laura." 

Laura shivered as she turned around and continued feeding the papers in. 
Already she had lost her sense of control. Laura had no idea what she was 
doing. Papers slipped from the machine onto the floor while she still fed 
others in. 

"And I think you need help now." Rod bent down, gathering up the papers, 
brushing one hand over her bare right leg. 

Laura shivered, closed her eyes, tried to take her concentration off the 
pulsing itch driving her crazy between her legs. 

"And unless your performance improves, I'd say you could use all the help 
you can get." 

Laura's eyes flashed over his body. Rod was well-built, thick muscled and 
powerful. He looked more like a weightlifter than a stock-broker. He was 
young, just about as young as her husband had been when he had popped her 
cherry. Her cunt spasmed as she thought about it. 

"Of course," Rod continued placing one foot up on a near-by desk chair and 
leaning on his knee. "I'll do everything I can to help you. If I have your 
full cooperation, of course." 

Laura could imagine what he meant. Her eyes swept over his crotch. His pants 
were pulled tight against his body, giving a clear impression of a thick 
roll of meat cradled between his legs. Laura wondered how big his cock would 
be if it were hard. Would his prick be as long and thick as her husband's? 
How would it feel squeezing into her pussy? 

"Anything wrong?" 

"No, it's just that I'm a little tired," Laura said, finishing with the 
copies. 

"Then you need some rest. Here, come into the office. You can sit down while 
I shuffle through these. I won't take long. Then maybe I'll take you out and 
buy you some coffee." 

Laura started to protest, but he was already guiding her across the empty 
office to his private room. 

"I ... I'll put reports together," she said, sitting down on a soft leather 
chair. 

Rod's office had always reminded Laura of a bedroom ... soft colors, thick 
carpting, drapes that blocked out the outside world, and a wide, long low 
leather couch opposite her that was more like a double bed. She placed the 
papers on the floor in front of her and collated them while Rod studied 
documents in front of him. 

Nearly thirty minutes passed by before Laura realized that he was staring at 
her. Her fingers became numb as she shuffled through the papers. She heard 
his high-backed chair creaking. He was standing up, rising, walking over 
toward her. Her tits were itching around the nipples. Her furry cunt was 
generating more and more heat as the lips of her pussy rubbed against one 
another. 

"I think maybe you've got more problems than you can handle right now." 

His voice made her nearly jump from her seat. It took the greatest control 
for her to remain seated quietly, collating the papers. A knot of tension 
formed in her pussy. Her cunt closed up tight. Could he smell her? Did he 
know what he was making her pussy do? 

"I ... I don't know what you mean. I think I'd better leave right now. My 
daughter ... my daughter's at home alone and-" 

"I think she'll be fine. Most teenagers today are more independent than we 
give them credit for," he said easily, spreading his legs apart. 

Laura felt her cunt oozing. Her eyes moved again to his crotch. There was 
the unmistakable outline of his dick running down his left leg. 

"Still, I'd better...." 

He touched her, sliding his hands under her arms and raising her up from the 
chair. Laura's hands fluttered up to his shoulders and she tried to step 
away from him. 

"What are you ... what are you doing?" 

"I've noticed you, Laura, seen you around the office. I can tell when a 
woman wants to get fucked. I can see it in the way she walks, in the way she 
talks to me." 

Fucked? What was he talking about? She had done everything to keep him for 
assuming that awful thing. 

"No, no, you're wrong!" she protested, twisting in his strong grip. He was 
strong, so masculine! 

"No, I'm not wrong. I can see it in your eyes, Laura. I know you want me. 
You've wanted me for a long time," he whispered, nuzzling her neck. 

Laura stiffened, curling her fingers into two tight fists and beating them 
against his chest. It was useless. He had her gripped tightly, pressed 
against his body. And Laura was warming to him, feeling her cunt tingle, 
then heat up to a bubbly hotness. 

"Ohhhh, don't do that!" she whispered, feeling his tongue lick her neck. 

"You want to get fucked. You want my dick," he said, with such an air of 
assurance that Laura was stunned. How could he keep saying something like 
that, something that horrified her yet excited her at the same time. "No, 
no...." 

But her protest sounded weak. 

"Fuck, you're gonna fuck, Laura. Yes, and you're going to love it. I'm going 
to be the man who's going to release you, Laura. I'm going to be the one 
who's going to make you feel good for the first time!" 

Laura couldn't fight back, couldn't push him away, couldn't deny the rushing 
sensations of sexual heat clawing at her cunt. 

"Come over here." 

He was guiding her to the sofa, smoothing his hands over her shoulders. Then 
Laura stood in front of the couch, rocking slightly back and forth on her 
heels. Rod slipped off his jacket and opened his shirt. Now he started on 
her, opening her blouse, dropping his head to her tits and licking at SI the 
rounded mounds partially exposed above her halter. 

"Nooooo...." 

Laura twisted away, gathering her blouse up in front of her and heading for 
the door. One of her feet became caught under the sofa. She tripped, fell 
forward and nearly hit her head on the door. Rod came up quickly behind her, 
quickly wheeling her around. 

"You're going to stay with me, baby. You're going to let it all go, fuck 
with me." 

"No, no! Oh God, no! Get away from me!" 

Something tore. He was ripping at her blouse, pulling it off her shoulders. 

"Stop!" 

He fumbled for the zipper of her skirt. Laura panicked, slapping downward, 
kicking him. But he held her tightly, ripping down the zipper tab and 
opening up her skirt. He shoved her skirt down, wheeling her around for a 
second time and pushing her onto the sofa. Before she knew it Rod had pulled 
off her skirt and slid off her pumps. She lay there on the leather sofa in 
her bra and panties, her other clothing laying in a torn, useless heap some 
ten feet away. 

"Please, don't do this to me...." 

Was it rape? Could she call it rape when her cunt was throbbing with 
excitement? She wanted him to fuck her badly, wanting to feel him pawing 
her, feel his cock cleaning out her cunt. 

Rod smiled, taking off his clothes quickly. She saw his trousers slide down, 
watched his shoes and socks come off. He was standing there in his jockey 
shorts now, the piss-flap pushed partway open by his long, thick cock. Wirey 
cockhairs peeked out around the edges of the flap. He pushed his thumbs just 
under the elastic waistband, shoving his briefs down. 

Laura held her breath, unsure of what she should do. And then she saw his 
dick ... long, thick, with a knob on it bigger than her husband's. His cock 
sprang up, throbbing and pulsing. 

"Oh no!" 

Her eyes were wide, her jaw slack as she stared at his big prick. Laura 
scooted back on the sofa, her ass sticking to the leather covering. She 
pressed her fingers into her soft thighs as her eyes remained riveted on his 
fat dick. 

"Like what you see? Most women do," Rod admitted, reaching down and 
scratching his balls. 

"No, stay away!" 

Laura sat there, beads of nervous perspiration breaking out on her forehead 
while her flesh tingled with excitement. Rod walked toward her, his dick 
swinging lazily from side to side. Laura pulled back, smelling the sharp, 
masculine odor of his crotch. Only moments ago they had been secretary and 
boss talking about tomorrow's meeting. Now she was trapped, trapped by him 
and his fat, long hard cock. 

He was kneeling on the sofa, sliding over her, holding her by the shoulders 
and pushing her down while climbing on top. 

"Stop it! I'll screamn, I'll-" 

Rod shut her up by sealing her mouth with his, shoving his tongue deep down 
into her throat. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

"You ... you're crazy. You don't know what you're doing!" 

Rod had her trapped with his naked thighs. Already Laura felt her panties 
going down, sliding over her hips. When she shoved her ass down into the 
cushion to keep them on, Rod grunted. She felt his fingers tensing, pressing 
into the nylon. There was a tearing sound! 

"Stop it!" 

"You want this as badly as I do, Laura," Rod said, tearing the remnants of 
her panties off. 

Laura felt the legbands rip and the waistband tearing. She was naked, stark 
naked under this big man. Now she could feel his hard dick sliding back and 
forth over her cuntlips. His balls nestled at the lower junction of her 
cuntlips, her flesh greased down by his cockjuice. 

Laura struggled to get off the couch. 

"Help! Hhhhhhmmmfffffff!" 

Rod shut her up once more with a hard kiss, his tongue invading her mouth, 
licking in and out, while his dick slipped over to her cuntal mouth. 

After some struggling, Laura pulled away from his kiss. Rod's hands were on 
hers, pressing them against the sofa while his knees started to edge forward 
toward her buttocks. He was about to fuck her, about to drive his prick into 
her cock-hungry pussy. 

"Oh, please, please...." 

Her cries had become whimpers, especially when Laura felt Rod's hand sliding 
between their bellies. He started tracing the outline of her puffy cuntlips, 
lingering around the nubbin of her clit. Then, as he kissed her again, he 
milked her cuntlips together, rubbing them against one another, then 
pinching them up against her clit. 

It was lovely, a wonderful, high feeling she hadn't had in years. Laura 
began to forget what she was, who was trying to fuck her. Sighing with 
delight, she found herself sliding her ass back and forth over the cool 
leather, feeling more juice seep from her fuckhole and trickle down her 
thighs. 

"Yeah, yeah, I knew you'd get into it. Knew you'd be movin' that ass back 
and forth like this," Rod sighed, sliding one hand under her thighs and 
cupping her asscheeks. 

His hand seemed to be everywhere at once! First he was fingering her ass, 
running the callused tips of his fingers up to the tight knot of her 
shitter. Then his fingers were back on her cunt. His sliding fingertips 
moved from the top of her cuntal mound to the wet, slippery zone down below, 
then back to her ass. 

Laura rolled her head from side to side, edging her knees back voluntarily. 
"Ohhhhuughhhh!" 

Laura felt her thoughts and feelings turning toward her aching thighs, her 
convulsing pussy. It felt the same way it had been with Jack. She felt 
young, vital, vibrant again. Although thoughts about how whorish she might 
be drifted through her mind, Laura had succumbed to her own rising sexuality 
now. Those years of sacrifice and those months without having an orgasm were 
behind her. Now, rocking and writhing under this handsome young stud, she 
was experiencing the joys that had once been hers. 

"Unhhhhh...." 

Laura pressed her lower belly up against the long, thick ridge of his cock. 
She was doing all those wonderful things she and her husband had done long 
ago. Throwing her head from side to side, she felt years of repression 
melting away, fading with her guilt as she opened her legs to this wonderful 
man on top of her. 

"Ohhhhhh yessss, fuck!" 

She felt his hands on her cunt, squeezing her labes together, rubbing the 
soft inner folds against her clit. Laura let out a long, soft sigh. 

Laura felt his hands smoothing over her thighs, his fingers digging into her 
soft flesh, pinching her. She felt a smear of pre-cum dribbling on her skin. 
Laura loved that feeling of cock against her. 

Moving one hand down and in, Laura tried to touch the knob of his long, hard 
cock that was rubbing against her cunt. But their bodies were wedged too 
tightly together. Rod was holding her hard, nearly squeezing the air from 
her lungs. Laura pulled her hand back up to the curly hair of his chest. 

"Ohhhhhh!" 

"Laura, you're so damned hot. Shit, I knew you were, but not this hot." 

He was losing control of himself, talking dirty, acting a little rough. That 
was fine. He could do with her as he chose. 

Her cunt needed a hard, ramming cock! And Laura was determined to get it. 

His big hands now moved up, grasping her shoulders and pinning her down 
harder. He was whispering filthy things to her, telling her about how good 
and hot and wet her pussy was and how he was going to enjoy fucking his dick 
in and out of her cunt. Good. She was glad he was pleased, glad he had 
overcome her initial resistance and changed her into this raging sex maniac. 

"Fuck, fuck...." she babbled shamelessly. 

His cockhead was moving back and forth, rubbing steadily over her clit. 
Laura felt the heavy juices flow from her cunt, wetting down the wide flare 
of his dickhead. She opened her knees. Her cunt was already hot enough to 
open wide, then snap shut. Every move of her body coaxed more juice from her 
cunthole. 

"Ohhhh yes, yes! Ohhh, that feels soooo good," Laura gasped. 

Everything Rod did to her seemed good. The big man rolled his hips, his cock 
shoving up against the top of her cuntal mound. His fingers tightened on her 
shoulders. Laura wriggled her thighs against him. 

It was that time. He was going to fuck her. He was going to drive his fat 
long prick into her cunt. It had been so long, so very, very long, since 
she'd felt that sensation. She tensed, sucking in a ragged breath as Rod 
prepared to fuck her. 

"Nice, real nice," he said, moving his knees up until they pressed hard 
against her ass. 

The knob of his cock was pressing right over her clit. Laura groaned. She 
felt an electric-like charge seeping from her hot clit to all parts of her 
body. As she rocked her asscheeks from side to side, her tits jiggled like 
two large mounds of jello. She could feel his cock rubbing against her 
pussy. 

Why was he waiting? Why was he taking his time? Now she wanted his cock 
right away! 

"Unnghhh...." Laura sighed, arching her back, sensuously moving her ass from 
side to side. 

"Oh man, Laura, you want my cock bad, huh?" 

He was staring down at her. 

"Uh-huh," she admitted, casting her eyes down. 

It was a shocking admission, but one she couldn't hide. Her body was 
glistening with a fine coat of perspiration. Her hair tangled around her 
throat. 

"Then take it." . 

He sucked and bit at her neck, every nibble sending flashes of lust up and 
down her spine. For a second Laura imagined his teeth ripping her. She 
shivered, curling her arms around his neck and drawing him down closer and 
tighter to her. 

"Ohhhhhhh...." 

Laura rocked her hips crazily now, wondering why he was still holding back. 
Then she felt the slide of his cock over her cuntlips. It was happening! 
Strange flashes of heat raced through her cunt as her outer cuntlips opened, 
stretching, fitting tightly around the fat mushroom head of his cock. 
Laura's lips tightened, her throat going dry as she gasped for breath. Her 
brain seemed to explode into millions of brightly colored pieces. She was 
going to be fucked, fucked for the first time in years! 

"Ohhh, move that ass, baby, move it," Rod whispered, slapping her lightly 
across the asscheeks while wiggling his cock into her hole. 

"Ohhhhhh, it's going so ... so deeeeeeep!" she groaned. 

A low moan seeped from her throat. Laura wanted his dick in her, needed his 
cock in her. She thrust down with her hips, centering her cunthole over the 
dome of his cockhead. He was sliding his cock in deeper into her and Laura 
loved it. She rubbed her nipples against him. 

Laura had almost forgotten how exciting it was to have a man fuck her. She 
moved her hips from side to side, pressing her cunt onto Rod's fat prick. 

Rod grunted as he shoved forward and up. With a greasy slide, he slid at 
least another two inches of cock into Laura's tight pussy. 

"Christ, Laura! You haven't been fucked for a long time," he gasped. 

Rod pulled back, wiping the sweat off his forehead and staring down hotly at 
the fucked woman. 

"You're like some goddamned teenager. Yeah, your cunt's good and tight," he 
whispered. 

Laura felt a flash of pride. She was satisfying a man with her cunt. She 
flushed red, dropping her gaze, feeling her pussy convulse with excitement 
around the burrowing shaft of his cock. She was melting into a sensuous, 
buttery mass. But the amazing size of his cock promised more pleasure than 
she already had. Pulling his head close, she welded her mouth to his. Her 
tongue flicked into his mouth, rubbing over his teeth, drawing out more 
lust, more sexual excitement. 

Then Rod started pulling his prick out. It seemed as if he were drawing all 
her guts with that big head. She protested, raking her fingernails over his 
back, hunching her thighs up. She felt her cunt muscles spasming at his 
sudden withdrawal, her pussy walls clutching desperately at his retreating 
dick. Her cunthole shrank back to its normal size just behind his 
withdrawing dickhead! 

"Noooooo!" 

Then his cock was sliding back in, squishing out more pussy juice that 
dribbled down to her ass. Rod was already starting a slow fucking action, 
this time shoving his dick in a little farther, a little deeper than before. 
Laura felt completely possessed, split in two by his fat dick. Her feet 
banged against his lower back as he fucked her good and slow and deep. 

"Yes! Oh, my God, yes!" 

The rising heat in her cunt made her move like a crazy woman. When he pulled 
his cock outward, she arched her back until the ridge around the knob of his 
cock tugged at her cunt muscles. Each time Laura arched her body and tried 
to gobble up more dickmeat Rod thrust his cock forward until their hipbones 
ground together. 

Laura forgot about her daughter, about the fact that she was fucking her 
boss. Fucking her boss! There were more than enough stories about 
secretaries who stayed behind to do some late-night work and wound up 
squirming on the couch as she was. It was one way to get ahead. But Laura 
wasn't counting on promotions, wasn't demanding that he give her a raise 
after she finished working on his dick with her cunt. No, the only thing she 
wanted from him was exactly what he had inside her now. Cockmeat. Dickmeat. 
Inches and inches of hot, long hard prickmeat ramming her hard, tickling her 
clit, filling her pussy up until she thought her cunt and belly would split 
wide open! 

"Huhhhrr! Huhhhr! Huhhhr!" 

At first when his hairy belly ground against her cuntal mound, the 
joy-flashes from her clit rose past the fullness in her hole. As she ground 
against him harder, Laura felt the long bar of his cockmeat stretching 
deeper inside her cunt. It was too much for her! His cock was going to drive 
her crazy! 

Laura screamed her desperate need for a hard, fast release. She didn't care 
who heard her. Let the cleaning women gossip. Her body was on fire. Every 
muscle was tense, tight, throbbing in sympathy with her sputtering clit. She 
could feel his hands sliding down past her thighs, past her cunt. Now they 
were on her ass, his fingers digging into the soft, resilient flesh. He was 
forcing her asscheeks apart, exposing her shitter, making her rolling hips 
take on the same heavy rhythm as his cock. 

Laura heard herself sobbing. Was she really sobbing, begging for more dick? 
Letting out a particularly shrill cry, Laura ground her clit against his 
cock, loving the stretching sensation in her cunt. The steady beat of his 
cockhead was pushing her higher, closer to climax. 

"Ohhhhh!" 

Flashes of pleasure shot through her cunt now. Every pump of his cock 
against her clit sent her higher and higher. 

"Soon, Laura, soon I'm gonna cut loose. You know what that means?" 

"Noooooo!" 

She could barely hear him, could hardly under stand what he was talking 
about. 

"I'm gonna shoot my cum into your cunt. I'm ... ughhhh ... gonna pop off, 
shoot my ... ughh ... jizz into your pussy," he whispered, licking her ear. 

Jizz! Cum! He was going to cum, cum inside her! The thought of his hard, hot 
dick spraying out the white spunk now stored in his balls made Laura shiver 
with delight. She dripped sweat, the salty perspiration stinging her eyes. 

"OHHHHHHHH!" 

She had all of Rod's big cock now. She was moving her ass in frantic circles 
now, feeling Rod's cock stirring her insides around like a gigantic spoon. 

"Fuck, fuck!" Rod cried, burying his face in the nape of her neck. 

He was close, very close. Laura could tell from his uneven breathing, from 
the fast, increased rhythm of his fucking that he was about to pop off. 
Laura felt the mass of tension in her belly swell more and more. She dug her 
fingernails into his shoulders, dragging her nipples across his chest. She 
pushed down internally. Her asscheeks flexed. 

"Oh fuck me, fuck me!" she cried. 

Rod dug his fingernails into her asscheeks. Laura felt all her nerves stand 
up on end. The insides of her thighs were dripping with cunt juice while 
more flashes of pre-orgasmic spasms drove her up the wall. 

"Now, baby!" Rod screamed. 

Laura tossed her hips with a wild rhythm. She felt the simmering heat in her 
cunt climb higher. She was close, as close to cumming as he was. 

Cumming! The thought of her climaxing with this stud nearly drove her over 
the edge. 

"Huhhhhrrrrr!" 

A deep, sobbing breath made her cunt feel even fuller with his pistoning 
cock rammed in. Her cuntmouth hurt from the friction. And then an angry fire 
started up at the mouth of her violated hole. Her whole belly seemed to 
bulge with dick, swelling up with excitement. 

Laura grunted, ramming her pussy up hard against the rock-hard bar of his 
cockmeat. Something very hot and wild exploded in her pussy. The hard, heavy 
jolt of Rod's climax blasted into her cunt. 

Laura cried out and struggled, her fists beating on his chest. Catastrophic 
waves of ecstasy ripped from her cunt and made every muscle in her body 
spasm. She kicked and bit and clawed, feeling the first orgasm in years tear 
through her. 

"OHHHHHH!" 

Her orgasm was wild, mind-blowing. The massive thrusts of Rod's cum-spurting 
dick seemed to last forever. Laura felt her cunt gripping his dick at least 
twice for every wad that shot from his cockknob. 

"Take it all, baby, take it all. Man, move that ass, gobble up my dickmeat," 
Rod whispered, going as crazy as she during their fucking spree. 

"Oh God! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Laura whispered. 

Her cunt was wet, hot and clenching. Laura milked at the bucking rod of his 
cock. She lost consciousness of everything around her except the wonderful 
feeling of his cock in her cunt. Her head snapped back and her tits jiggled. 

Even when the thrusts of Rod's dick faded, Laura's climax went on and on and 
on. All she knew at this point was that she had been fucked by the biggest, 
hardest, strongest cock of her life. 

When they were through, Laura lay quietly on the couch, one arm draped over 
her eyes. It was amazing. Her pussy was still convulsing, still milking 
Rod's softening dick. It was as if her cunt was still climaxing. She dragged 
her fingernails over her belly as Rod got up from the sofa, dragging his 
dick out of her warm, clutching cunt. 

"Whew!" Rod whispered. "I thought you'd be one hell of a lay and I was 
damned right!" 

He lay next to her, tracing his fingertips along her full tits, letting them 
linger along her damp frazzled cunthairs. 

"I ... I don't know if I can work with you any more," Laura stammered, 
looking away. 

Suddenly Laura felt incredibly shy, guilty. 

"Sure you can. And there's no reason why this has got to be the last time," 
Rod said, caressing her face in both hands and kissing her passionately. 

"Oh, yes, yes, I'd like that. I'd like to see you again," Laura gasped, a 
warm rush of feeling washing over her body. 

Laura and Rod lay together for several minutes before she got up and said 
she had to leave. 

"Tomorrow's Saturday. I'll call you at home," he said, patting her ass as 
she climbed off the couch. 

Laura almost giggled, feeling deliciously wicked, almost like a teenager. 
How good it was to be fucked! 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

"Get down!" 

Laura swatted at Rex as the dog nosed at her ankles. 

"I don't know what's gotten into him," she said, taking the toast out of the 
toaster and sliding the bread onto a plate. 

Janet dropped her eyes, fearing her blush would give away the ballgame. She 
eyed the dog warily, fiddling with her glass of orange juice. 

"He's been acting pretty weird lately," Janet agreed, taking the toast and 
kicking Rex gently as he crawled under the table and tried snuggling his 
snout up her legs. 

"You've been spoiling him, no doubt," Laura sniffed, pushing back her hair 
and pouring some coffee. 

For Laura, it had been hard going home last night. Her cunt had been still 
throbbing from the fucking she had received at the office. Rod had dressed 
quickly and escorted her to the door, rubbing her ass. Laura had wanted to 
throw her arms around him and fall back onto the sofa, to feel his cock 
pushing into her cunt again. Laura had had no idea how much she missed being 
reamed, being fucked by a hard male dick! 

Now, Laura could think of little else. Her mind trembled slightly when she 
thought of the wonderful time she'd had in the office. She forced herself to 
be calm, sitting down opposite her daughter and sipping her morning coffee. 

"I'm going over to Janie's. We're kinda having a study session," Janet said, 
thinking of the magazine she had hidden in her bedroom. 

Janet knew Janie would go wild if her girlfriend saw those pictures! Of 
course Janet wouldn't dream of telling her friend what Rex had done to her. 
No one would know that. No one would ever know what the German shepherd had 
done to her. It had been an accident-a horrible accident that wouldn't 
happen again! 

Laura nodded. "It's a good thing you are. Your grades haven't been very good 
lately, young lady." 

Laura wondered why her words always sounded so harsh. As if she didn't know 
how to speak to her own daughter. 

"I mean, you should study a little harder, Janet," Laura said, seeing her 
daughter's face assume that blank expression of defiance she'd noticed and 
hated lately. 

Maybe it was the generation gap. That was what Janet's school counselor had 
told Laura one day. Generation gap! If it was a gap, Laura was determined to 
breach it, try to reach her daughter. Laura felt she'd invested far too much 
of her own life in her daughter to give up easily. 

"I will, Mother. Janie's good in English and math. She suggested that I come 
over and look over her notes." 

Even as she talked, Janet wondered if there were some way she could meet a 
young man like the one depicted in the magazine upstairs. What she would 
give to spend an afternoon or a night in his arms! She was still a virgin, 
but thoughts of losing her cherry didn't particularly frighten her now. She 
was far too hot and too curious to worry about things as silly as her 
virginity. 

"All right. I thought we might do a little shopping together. Maybe later," 
Laura said, putting down her coffee. 

Janet gulped down her milk, then pushed back from the table, kicking at Rex 
because he had started to follow her upstairs. A flash of guilt shot through 
her, and a strange tingling sensation raced through her pussy the moment the 
dog's cold nose touched her flesh. 

Laura stayed in the kitchen, dreamily sipping her coffee, thinking about 
Rod, about what they had done together. It had been wonderful. But how could 
she keep something like that a secret from everyone, especially Janet? 
Sooner or later her daughter was bound to notice something different going 
on. Perhaps Rod would want to come over, see her house, fuck her in her own 
bed. 

Laura giggled, lowering her head, feeling the luxurious rub of her silken 
dressing gown over her tits and thighs. Her flesh tingled with excitement. 
Would he phone her today? Would he ask her for a date, suggesting some 
dinner and then.... 

Laura shivered, nearly jumping from her chair when she heard the front door 
slam shut. It was Janet, rushing out of the house as usual without saying 
good-bye. Laura thought she'd had a glimpse of her daughter with some books 
and papers under her arm. 

Sighing, Laura pushed back her coffee cup and leaned back in her chair, 
eyeing the ceiling, concentrating on the insistent pulse growing stronger in 
her cunt. Only after a little while did she notice that Rex was smelling 
her, nosing her ankles and whimpering strangely. 

Laura blushed, realizing the animal could probably smell her excited cunt. 

"Get away from me!" 

Laura's face felt hot-hot from excitement, from shame at knowing the dog had 
discovered her present state of arousal. She stood up, moving toward the 
refrigerator with coffee cup and saucer in hand. Laura heard Rex scramble up 
from his sitting position and pursue her. She stopped by the stove, her body 
tensing with fear as the dog pushed his long, furry snout up under her gown 
and touched her legs with his tongue. 

"Stop!" 

The cup tumbled off the saucer, crashing to the floor and scattering in 
hundreds of broken pieces. 

"Oh, you stupid dog!" Laura cried, staring helplessly at the shattered cup. 

Laura bent down, picking up the pieces as Rex retreated for the moment. He 
stood under the table, his pointed ears pricked forward, his long tongue 
hanging from one corner of his mouth. His eyes seemed to sparkle. As she 
reached to pick up a particularly large shattered piece of the cup, Rex 
swarmed around her feet, licking her ankles. 

"Stop it!" 

She dropped the pieces to the floor. With a tinkling sound, they scattered 
in all directions. Laura kicked back at the animal, smoothing down her hair. 

"I don't know what's gotten into you. Maybe you need a trip to the vet," 
Laura said. 

She straightened up and headed out the kitchen to the living room. Rod 
should be calling soon. Soon he'd.... 

"Stop it!" she repeated. 

Laura felt a damp nose on her calf and then again halfway up her thigh just 
as she passed through the hall. Rex was pacing alongside her all the way, 
his head raised, his eyes fastened on Laura. 

Why am I feeling so giddy? she asked herself, knowing full well the answer. 
She had been thinking of last night, of what might take place today with the 
big handsome stud. And now the dog was smelling her excitement, becoming 
excited himself. He wanted to touch her, to ... that was filthy, perverted! 
Once again she turned and slapped down at the whimpering animal. 

"No ... bad dog, down!" 

Laura was halfway up the stairs when she felt Rex's nose slide between her 
thighs and bump her cuntal mound! That was too much! Her eyes widened, her 
knees nearly buckled at that heavy touch. 

"Oh my God! My God!" 

Her brain grew dizzy at the thought of what was going on right in front of 
her. Rex was growling now, baring his long white fangs as he stood by the 
stairs, blocking her way. She passed a shaky hand over her forehead, feeling 
as if she were going to faint. It was incredible, impossible that this 
should be happening! 

"Get ... AWAY!" 

Staggering back to the living room, Laura gripped one of the end-table lamps 
and hurled it at the dog. The porcelain base smashed against the wall, 
shattering into millions of pieces. 

Rex ducked the hurled lamp, then moved in. 

"Stop!" Laura screamed. 

Rex was all over her, swarming around her legs, trying to trip her, snapping 
at her ankles. He was making a muted growling noise in his throat as he 
nosed between Laura's legs. 

"No!" 

Laura turned and ran for the stairs, kicking at Rex several times, missing 
each time. She could feel his hot breath on the tender inner surfaces of her 
thighs. She felt weaker and giddier. 

Laura, to her shame, realized that this pursuit, this attention Rex was 
giving her, was arousing her more and more. 

"Stop it! Oh please, stop it, Rex!" she cried, her voice losing some of the 
force and taking on a pleading quality. 

Rex moved in once more. 

Laura pressed her ass against the wall now, breathing heavily, hard. He was 
licking her now, licking behind each knee. He was wetting her thighs with 
his swathing tongue. 

"No, no, this is crazy! I can't be doing this," she muttered. 

For a while Laura couldn't move. She felt as if she were riveted to the 
spot. The living room swayed in front of her while her pulse drummed in her 
ears. This was awful. She had to get upstairs, away from the dog, to the 
safety of her own bedroom. 

"Rex ... ohhhh!" 

Why was she so weak? Why were her shoulders and hands shaking so? Why were 
her cuntlips puffing up, peeling back, getting ready as if she were about to 
fuck a man once more? 

"No!" 

Laura could smell herself now, and she knew full well that the dog could 
smell her. He was growling, sniffing at her cunt juice, lapping at some of 
it that trickled down her thighs. 

She hated Rex, hated him for doing this to her! She just couldn't help 
hating him for making her feel this way. 

"Get ... away!" 

This time Laura managed to land a hard slap right on his nose. 

Rex whined, wheeling around and running several feet away from his trembling 
mistress. 

Laura's fingers stung from the force of the blow. She had to get away from 
him. Perhaps she'd call the vet and have him taken away, destroyed. She 
couldn't have something like this happening to her and perhaps to her 
daughter! 

Gathering her gown tightly around her thighs, Laura turned and started 
rushing up the stairs. Behind her, she could hear Rex moving, his paws 
hitting the carpeting as he bolted up the stairway. 

"Oh no!" 

By the time she'd reached the second floor, Rex had caught up with her. 
Worse, as she had climbed the stairs, Laura had felt the slick rub of her 
cuntlips, and that sensation had nearly brought her to her knees. Rex had 
excited her far more than she'd originally thought. Now he was once again in 
front of her, blocking her way. His body was trembling, his dark furry sides 
heaving in and out. His head was lowered, his big bushy tail wagging slowly 
from side to side. It was the position of attack. 

Laura grabbed at her throat with one hand while she stretched the other 
behind her. Slowly, carefully she started backing away, thinking she would 
run outside and lock the mad dog in the house. "Oh nooo!" 

Rex sprang into action, as if he sensed another escape attempt. Laura 
tripped, pitching forward, catching herself before she crashed into the 
wall. 

As she stumbled forward, Rex moved forward, shoving his body against her 
legs. He was under her gown now. His tongue lapped ... up, up her thighs, 
touching her bloated cuntlips. 

"Ohhhhh!" 

Chills rushed up and down her spine as her back stiffened. Laura pressed 
against the wall. She snapped her head to one side, the sudden scalding 
pressure of his tongue spreading her cuntlips apart driving her half mad. 

Rex growled low. He licked her clit. Laura thought she was going to pass 
out. First Rod, then this. Everything was happening far too fast for her to 
understand. 

Turning, Laura curled her fingers and clawed at the wall. Rex kept swirling 
around her legs, licking her calves, moving up and touching her cunt once 
more with his nose. Again and again he teased her pussy with his maw. 

Laura closed her eyes tight and dug her fingernails into the wall. 

"Ohhhh ... God!" 

Laura was crying out through her clenched teeth. 

It was the tenderness, that gentle wet brush of his tongue over her flesh, 
that made her stand there and drink in the delicious sensation of Rex's 
tongue on her cunt. 

"Ohhhh ... don't ... please don't...." 

Rex's tongue was exploring higher, lapping up her thighs slowly. Why was it 
driving her mad? Why did she stand there and let this happen? 

Somehow Laura managed to gather up her strength. She stumbled around the 
licking dog. She pitched forward, reeling down the hall like a drunken 
woman. In front of her, the opened doorway to the bathroom yawned open. She 
stretched her arms forward, fingers grasping for the doorknob. She tripped, 
falling face first onto the carpeted hall floor. 

"Unghhhhh...." 

Laura was halfway inside the bathroom now, her fingers clutching the gown 
around her tits. Behind her was Rex, his tongue still licking, still probing 
her cunt. Her gown was tangled up around her legs. 

Laura tried crawling forward, tried to pull her legs in after her and shut 
the door on the big animal. 

But Rex followed her, his paws braced on the backs of her thighs. She felt 
his hot, heavy breath warm against her cuntal mound. 

"Please, oh God, please make him go away!" she cried, tears streaking her 
face. 

Nothing, nothing had ever made her feel so helpless before in her life. 
Laura clawed at the tiled bathroom floor, dragging her body in a few more 
inches. Her knees bumped against the doorframe. There was more muted 
growling, then came the sound of material tearing. Rex was pulling off her 
gown, ripping the material with his fangs! 

Laura screamed, clutching the top of her gown as she felt the German 
shepherd tugging savagely on the hem. 

"No, no, no!" 

Laura peered terror-stricken over one shoulder and saw Rex's eyes glisten 
with excitement. Shreds of her blue gown were on the floor while another 
long piece hung from the animal's jaws. Laura's heart stood still. 

"Help!" 

Rex snarled angrily, pulling at the torn hem of her gown, ripping more of 
the garment off until nearly one-third of her gown had been stripped from 
her body. Laura thought she was going to faint from terror. Sweat broke out 
all over her body as she stretched one hand out and grabbed onto one of the 
sink supports. She dragged herself farther into the bathroom. 

"Oh!" 

Rex had jumped up, bracing his forepaws on her asscheeks and nosing up the 
torn bottom of her gown. Soon her asscheeks were completely exposed. 

Laura felt the dog's hot breath tickling her asshole again, felt his tongue 
sloshing up and down over her asscrack, digging down until the tip curled 
around and into the bottom of her cuntal slit. It was too much for her to 
take. Screaming, she drew her knees up quickly, kicking back at the big dog. 

"Get ... away!" 

For a second Laura thought she had shoved him completely out of the 
bathroom. One of her legs had caught Rex by surprise in the throat. He 
wheeled back, yipping loudly, his tail drawn between his hindquarters. Laura 
tried to kick the bathroom door shut. 

But Rex recovered quickly, leaping back into the bathroom and knocking the 
door open with his body. 

Moaning, Laura rolled onto her ass, peering at the big animal. She waited, 
waited for him to make the next move. 

For what seemed like an endless moment Rex stood on top of her, his long 
pink tongue hanging out of one corner of his mouth, his eyes riveted on her 
partially exposed tits. 

Then it began. 

The dog nosed her gown open, exposing her swollen, dark-red cuntmeat. Drool 
from his tongue dripped onto her belly as he licked around in hot 
expectation. 

Laura cried out, her head falling back onto the floor. What was the use? She 
had tried to escape and failed. Now she found herself actually enjoying 
this, turned on by the sloppy, wet friction of the dog's tongue. 

"Ohhh ... uhhhh, noooo!" 

Moments later, the material under her ass became wet with spit, sweat and 
cunt juice. 

"Ohhhhhh!" 

His fur prickled her naked flesh. 

Lying there, trying to catch her breath, Laura felt his tongue concentrating 
on her furry wet slit, slopping over it again and again until her pussy was 
clenched like a tight, wet fist! 

"I can't, I just ... can't!" 

Laura rolled onto her belly again, sobbing as the dog bobbed his head around 
and nosed into her asscrack. 

What had she done to deserve this? Up to last night she'd been more chaste 
than half the teenagers around. And yet, this punishment! Laura sobbed, 
clenching her fingers into fists as the dog lapped hungrily at her asshole. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

It felt awful and wonderful at the same time. Rex stood over her, his legs 
braced on either side of her. He was licking her spine, his tongue trailing 
along all the bumps and hollows of her back while his claws scratched her 
asscheeks. 

Laura let out a shivery moan, parting her knees. Then, slowly, she raised 
her ass, moving it from side to side, wagging it for the dog. 

Another flash of delight shot through her pussy. She concentrated on that 
wonderful wet friction. Rex grunted and slicked down each asscheek with his 
sloppy tongue. He licked between her crack until hot spit dribbled down over 
her thick cuntal curls. 

Laura arched her back, raising her knees until they were spread out on 
either side of her body about as far as they would go. She was panting, 
panting as hard as the animal raping her with his maw. 

The dog's tongue was so sexy, so overwhelming! 

"Oh my God, my ... ooohh...." 

Laura trembled, gasping in lungfuls of air. The gown hung in tatters around 
her shoulders while the dog continued lapping at her asscrack. Rex's strong 
tongue worked over a particularly sensitive spot. 

Laura struggled forward, her head nearly striking the toilet bowl. She let 
out another cry, her face sliding along the cold porcelain surface of the 
toilet. How strangely good it felt as she spread her thighs a little more. 
She felt her inner cuntlips opening. 

The dog pulled back his head, then raked his tongue hungrily under her 
cuntal mound and upward. 

"Rex ... ohhhhhh!" 

It was shameless, it was degrading. But there could be no doubt about how 
she felt now-the dog was making wonderful love to her cunt. 

Gasping for air once again, Laura tucked one leg under the other and rolled 
onto her ass, her gown tangling around her belly and legs. She was stark 
naked, opened for the big cunt-hungry German shepherd. Her ass slid along 
the tiled bathroom floor on a coating of sweat and cunt juice. She parted 
her legs for the dog's nose. She rested against the toilet while her hands 
gripped the chrome supports of the sink. Again and again the dog was pushing 
into her cunt, the short hairs of his maw tickling her pussy unbearably! 
"No, oh noooo!" 

Thoughts of Rod and her daughter faded in this wonderful whirlpool of 
sensation. Rex pushed into the mouth of her cunt now with his black snout. 
He was sniffing and panting in her steamy, soaked flesh. Laura kicked a leg 
out as the tense, hot thrill built. 

"Oh, oh, oh!" 

The big dog was growling. It was that soft, smothered growl of lust she'd 
heard before when dogs were busily fucking one another in the streets. When 
she peered down again under Rex's belly, Laura saw the dark red spear of the 
dog's dick shaking out from his sheath. It had slipped an inch or two from 
that furry covering and glistened now with juice. 

Laura shuddered, her eyes glued to the dog's cock. In an instant she was 
thinking of dogs fucking ... fucking in two's, three's, in packs, dogs 
fucking in the streets, in her home. She giggled. That's exactly what she 
was doing, fucking a dog. 

Of course, she wouldn't dream of letting that animal stick his ... cock into 
her. No, that was too perverted. She would never get up on her hands and 
knees and let the German shepherd mount her like some in-heat bitch. Still, 
the thought of her positioned like that and being fucked brought out another 
shivery moan. "Fuck, fuck...." 

Thank God the animal didn't know what that word meant. Rex was growling into 
her cunt, licking, smacking his lips, enjoying himself immensely while Laura 
twisted and ground her thighs against his muzzle. 

"NNNNGHHH!" 

Laura was babbling with excitement. Letting go of the sink supports, she 
moved her hands down, locking her fingers behind his pointed ears. She held 
Rex's head against her velvety cunt slit. She raised her body up, bracing 
herself against the toilet seat so she could watch him. She saw his tongue 
rubbing over her flooding pussymeat. She watched her clit being moved from 
side to side by that wonderful oral organ. The animal was wagging his hips 
from side to side, and even more of his red dick slithered out. 

Again Laura considered the possibility of the dog fucking her and the 
thought drove her out of her mind. No, she wasn't that depraved. But having 
the dog lick her, well, that was something else. There wasn't anything 
really wrong with that. It was only wet friction, one wet surface rubbing 
against another. There was no real penetration. "Ohhhhhh!" 

Laura's cunt hair clung together in wet little curls along the puffed edges 
of her cuntlips. She sat with her legs partially crossed, making her open up 
to the dog's tongue. She saw the tendons in her inner thighs bulging out 
whenever Rex slurped upward through the length of her cuntal slit. 

Rex moved his head back and opened his jaws. He closed his fangs down on her 
thigh muscle. The effect was immediate and consumed Laura in a fury of 
tingling delight. She jerked, stiffening for a moment, then she fell back on 
the floor. She shoved her cunt mound upward. She whimpered pitifully, 
begging the dog to eat her out again. 

"Fuck, fuck!" 

Rex obliged her quickly. She felt the friction building up in seconds to her 
climax. Rex humped his ass as he nipped her cunt. She could feel the shaking 
of his broad shoulders and strong back. And the subtle, erotic movement of 
his body and tongue added to her consuming sexual fever. 

"Yesss ... yessss!" 

Her legs banged against the floor. At times her head struck the toilet. 
Laura didn't care about that any more. She was cumming, cumming with a 
violence that surprised her. She hugged the dog's body with her knees as he 
brought her up to that final throbbing ecstasy. It felt so good! The 
pleasure that boiled up from her cunt drove her half mad. She could hear the 
slick sounds of his mouth on her cunt. 

Laura couldn't stop moving. Her moans and her wild squirming seemed to set 
the animal off into a wilder fury. He made strange grunting sounds against 
the hot mess of her cunt. It was a kind of growling, whining noise that made 
her open her knees even wider. And, as her climax peaked, the dog opened his 
jaws and took her cuntal mound between his teeth. 

"OHHHH! What are you ... ugnnhhhhhh, doing!" 

He shook her tenderly, his fangs pressing maddeningly against her cunt flesh 
while his tongue moved in and out of her cunt. Laura let out keening 
whimpers, hoping this sensation would never stop. 

"Oh!" Laura hadn't meant to touch the dog under his belly. Her hand had 
slipped back as she'd tossed about in the fiery release of her orgasm. Her 
fingers moved down, down the sides of the dog until her knuckles touched 
something terribly hard and hot. She drew her hand back as soon as Rex 
started whining. It was his dick, his cock she had touched. What on earth 
had she been thinking of? In a second he was humping his cock against her 
hand, her knee, her shin. "No, no!" 

Laura drew back, fighting through the dizzy sensation that had settled over 
her body. She couldn't let herself sink to that level, couldn't let the 
animal get off on her. 

Rex barked, tried biting at her ankle as she shoved herself up, bracing 
herself against the door. Rex swarmed around her legs, trying to jump on 
her, trying to rub his swollen red knobby cock against her body. 

"No!" 

Somehow Laura managed to stagger out of the bathroom, stumbling several 
times down the hall. She made it to her bedroom, kicking Rex in the face 
weakly as she slipped into her room and slammed the door shut. 

"Thank God, thank God," she moaned, sinking to the floor in a heap. 

Her hair curtained her face as she thought about what had just happened. She 
breathed heavily, looking at her lust-swollen face in the mirror. The dog's 
warm spit dribbled down her legs. The poor thing hadn't meant to do anything 
wrong. It was just pleasure to him. She had encouraged the animal, 
especially with her thinking of Rod and what had happened in his office the 
night before. 

Fucking! Fucking had done this to her. Perhaps she should curb her desires. 
Perhaps.... 

"Oh, I can't go on like this," she moaned, sobbing into her hands. 

Why couldn't she think straight any more? At the office she was always a 
clear thinker, prized by her superiors for her cool analysis of the most 
complicated problems. And yet now she couldn't think her way through the 
simplest of dilemmas. 

Laura lay on her bed for a while, burying her face in her arms, wondering 
what she should do. The jangling sound of the phone brought her to. It had 
to be Rod. 

Getting up, Laura wrapped the tattered robe around her body and swiftly 
opened the door, running down the hall to the phone. 

"Yes?" 

Thank God Rex wasn't around. He was probably downstairs licking himself the 
way all dogs did after they had fucked around. 

"Hi, babe." 

It was Rod. His voice sounded husky, sexy. Laura felt her wet pussy shiver, 
although the sharp edge of lust had just been taken off by the dog. 

"I'm not doin' anything. What about me coming over and picking you up ... 
maybe for a picnic. There's a great place on the other side of Griffith Park 
... quiet, small, just for us." 

Laura shivered. She glanced downstairs and saw Rex trotting nonchalantly 
from the living room into the kitchen. A flash of shame rushed through her 
mind. No, no one would ever know what had happened up here. No one. 

"All right. Give me a few minutes," she said, hanging up. 

Laura glanced back down, making sure Rex wasn't about to trot upstairs for 
another try at her cunt. 

Moving quickly, Laura rushed back into her bedroom, humming to herself. A 
quick shower and she would forget about the dog, about what he had tried to 
do to her. 

"It won't happen again," she said, stepping into the tub and turning the 
shower on. "That crazy dog won't touch me again. I won't let it." 

The shower washed away the spit and cunt juice. 

* * * 

Some two miles away Janet was having problems of her own. She had gone to 
Janie's house with several books, the dirty magazine wedged in between them. 
As the two girls lounged outside by the pool in their bikini bathing suits, 
they studied the various poses of the men and women in the dirty magazine. 
Janet was feeling that tight tingling sensation between her legs again. She 
thought of Rex. She blushed, looking guiltily up at Janie. No, she wouldn't 
even guess what had happened there at home. 

"Wow! What I wouldn't give to have a man like that on top of me," Janie 
whispered, her fingers trembling on the paper. 

The young brunette was halfway off the chaise lounge, her sunglasses perched 
on the end of her nose. Janie was studying a shot of a woman spread open on 
her hands and knees with a big stud behind her, his eight inches of cock 
half buried in her curly-haired cunt. 

"Yeah. I wonder if guys like that are really around," Janet said, moving her 
hips from side to side. 

The sun warmed the narrow band of nylon pressing against Janet's crotch. She 
felt her clit rising, pushing up from the surrounding moist cuntal flesh. 

"Of course they do, silly. Who else is this, a blow-up doll?" 

The girls giggled, turning more pages and staring at one shot of a man 
blowing off his jizz onto a model's face. 

"Wow! Do guys have that much ... cum in them?" 

It sounded so daring, so wicked saying something like that. Janet peered 
over her glasses at her friend. 

Janie was biting her lower lip, a smile curling her thin lips. It looked as 
if she had some delicious secret to tell her. 

"Swear you won't tell anyone?" Janie whispered, glancing over her shoulder 
to make sure her mother was gone. 

"I promise. I'll die first," Janet whispered back, sliding over the lounge 
chair. 

The throbbing sensation in Janet's cunt was so intense. Her nipples were 
stiff, pressing hard against the thin material of her bra. She instinctively 
knew what Janie was going to say and she was jealous! 

"I've been ... fucking. Oh, it's been so good," Janie said, biting her lip 
and giggling. 

"Janie!" Janet replied, pretending to be shocked. 

"Well, it's not that you haven't had your chances, Janet. You just didn't 
act on them," her friend replied, a little miffed. 

"But did it feel ... good?" Janet asked. 

Janet's heart was beating. What she wouldn't have given to trade places with 
Janie just for a few hours. She knew Janie's boyfriend ... tall blond, 
willowy, a guy on the basketball team at school. She wasn't particularly 
attracted to him. But to feel a guy's dick in her, hell, she would have gone 
with nearly any guy. 

Janie smiled. "It's the best feeling in the world, especially when he sticks 
it ... in, you know, and rubs his cock against your clit. Ohhh, that's real 
good!" 

Janet saw her friend making fucking movements on the couch and felt 
embarrassed. There was something wrong in this public display. Janet wished 
she could tell her friend to stop. But hearing all the details of how Hank 
Adams fucked her was too much. Janet hung on Janie's every word, her clit 
tingling when her friend told her about the final minutes of fucking...." 
and then he holds me down real hard, biting my neck when his dick pumps in 
and out. And then it's like having the whole world blow up in front of you." 

"Yeah...." Janet sighed. She had had that feeling, although it had been with 
Rex. Her nipples were killing her! 

"And then you feel something pumping into you. It's real crazy-like. Thank 
God I'm on the pill," Janie added, breathing a sigh of relief. "I guess we 
could use rubbers or something. But feeling a guy's cum spraying into you, 
wow! I mean, it's the greatest. A real high, know what I mean?" 

Janie rolled onto her ass and was rubbing her fingers along her inner 
thighs. It was obvious she wished Hank could be there right now to take care 
of her hot cunt. 

"Janie, your mother!" Janet whispered, shocked again at her friend's 
behavior. 

"Oh, I forget," Janie replied, giggling. "It's just that, well, you gotta be 
there to enjoy it, Janet. You should let loose, you know. You've got too 
many hang-ups. I bet you could turn on most of the guys at school if you 
just let ... loose." 

"Maybe ... I don't know. It's just that I'm a little afraid, you know?" 

Janie rolled up her eyes in thought, her lips curling into a broader smile. 

"I got it!" Janie said, taking off her glasses and leaning toward her 
friend. "Hank's got this cousin visiting him from Ohio this weekend. He's a 
little older, but a real dream! Wanna double tonight?" 

Janet felt her heart thudding in her chest. Her mother had let her go out on 
dates before. There was no problem there. But this was a set-up, a kind of 
planned fucking spree. Could she go through with it? Her palms were sweaty, 
her flesh glowing with excitement. 

"Yes." It felt as if she'd shouted the word. 

Janie giggled, telling her how much fun it would be tonight. 

"And this guy, if he's like what Hank says he is, could be the double for 
that stud," Janie said, her toes pointing at the magazine. 

Janet sucked in her breath. If he was, Janet knew her cherry wouldn't stand 
a chance. Already she felt rushing chills of sexual heat flow through her 
pussy. Sweat trickled down her flat belly, wetting down the front of her 
bikini bottoms. The thought of having a mart fucking her, touching her all 
over the place drove her mad. She wished the hours would fly by so she could 
see this wonderful cousin of Hank's. 

"And if he does half the things this guy's doing in the book...." Janie went 
on, giggling before she could finish. 

Janet joined her friend's nervous laughter. 

"And your mom won't suspect a thing. We'll pick you up outside your place 
around eight," Janie said, sounding sure of herself. 

"And what if he doesn't like me?" 

Janie smiled, studying Janet's obvious physical attributes. 

"He'll like you, Jan, he'll like you." 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

Janet read her mother's note. She wrinkled her forehead, rubbing one edge of 
the paper against her cheek. It was a little strange for her mother just to 
take off for a picnic with some friends. Perhaps she didn't know her mother 
as well as she thought. 

Janet put the note back down on the end table. 

"Oh, you! Get away!" 

The blonde teen hadn't noticed Rex sitting next to the sofa. He had watched 
her as she entered the house, his eyes fixed on the broad blue crotch panel 
of her bikini bottoms. 

Immediately Janet knew what the dog wanted. She backed away. 

"Oh no, no! You're not gonna do that to me again," she said, looking around 
for something to throw at Rex. 

The German shepherd backed away, his ears flattened back, his bushy tail 
tucked between his hindquarters. 

Janet stopped at the foot of the stairs, sucking in her lower lip and biting 
down hard. 

"No!" 

Leaving the big dog behind, Janet raced up the stairs, slowing down and 
sashaying down the long, cool hall. Now she felt relaxed, and her heart 
stopped pounding so hard. It was funny about that animal. Janet thought she 
would have been sick to her stomach thinking about what had happened. It 
still gave her butterflies to think about how his tongue felt. And the idea 
that she actually enjoyed going to bed with the dog.... 

But somehow it didn't seem all that wicked. 

"Oh, I won't think about it now," she muttered, slipping into her bedroom 
and sliding off her bikini. 

She was going to rinse off her bikini, then lay down and rest, maybe do some 
homework when she caught sight of her tanned body in the mirror on her 
closet door. White marks showed where her bathing suit had been. Janet 
sighed, moving her fingers over her flat belly, feeling a tight, tense heat 
begin to spread up from her cunt, through her belly to her stiffening 
nipples. How could anyone resist doing something like this, especially after 
having talked about fucking and then thinking about it all the way home. 

Fucking! Janet giggled. She might be doing that tonight ... her very first 
time with a man. 

"Ohhh...." 

She was excited beyond words, and her excitement and curiosity carried her 
beyond any kind of simple fear of fucking for the first time. 

"Mmmm...." 

Her mother had told her again and again that masturbation was naughty. But 
it felt so good moving her hands around like that. She pushed her fingers 
through her pussy thicket, touching the soft, puffy surface of her outer 
cuntlips. When she touched her clit lightly, Janet thought she was going to 
drop to her knees. 

Her mother was gone. No one would be around for a while. And there was Rex, 
that wonderful dog just down the way, ready to take care of her hot, pulsing 
cunt. Standing in front of the mirror, Janet found herself struggling, 
trying to decide whether or not she had the courage, the gall, to whistle 
for that animal. 

As it turned out, she didn't have to make that decision. She heard Rex 
coming up the steps. She had plenty of time to dart back and slam the door, 
keeping him away from her cunt. But the heat, the excitement, the delicious 
edge of ecstasy had taken away her fear. 

The German shepherd was standing in her doorway, his head cocked to one 
side, wondering if she was going to kick him out, throw something at him, or 
invite him in. When Janet backed away, her eyes first on him, then on her 
reflection in the mirror, Rex trotted in. 

"Rex...." 

The animal wagged his tail, looking up obediently. He wasn't showing any 
signs of forcefulness. Janet walked a little closer to the mirror, drawing 
her legs together and starting to move her thighs in a rocking, dipping 
fashion. Soon she was dipping and plunging her ass, the weight of her firm, 
young buttocks adding to the sensations around her cunt. She was moving 
fast, so fast that a sweat broke out on her upper lip. 

Janet thought about what Janie had said about that guy. She started going 
crazy. Would he be super-handsome, willing to go to bed with her? Janet 
looked at herself in the mirror once more. She was tall, firm-titted, 
flat-bellied and longlegged. There were men who probably would have killed 
to touch her, to fuck her. 

"Ohhh...." 

Doing this was so much fun. The thought that she was alone, alone in this 
big house with the dog, raced through her mind like fire. If her mother knew 
what she was doing ... well, she'd be out on the streets looking for another 
home. And now the wet sounds of her cuntal folds rubbing against one another 
filled the room. It felt good, so good! 

"Unnghh ... ohhhh!" 

Rex licked her. 

It was starting all over again. Once more Janet thought about showing Rex 
the door. She wasn't that far gone yet. She could reach down and grab him by 
the collar, throw him into the hall and finish off her masturbation session 
alone. 

But there was something overpowering about having another warm body there 
with her when she started this. 

Staring at the mirror, Janet saw herself and the animal. She watched as Rex 
eyed her, then moved closer and nuzzled her thigh. He licked her, and she 
saw the change of her expression in the mirror. 

"Oh, your tongue is so hot, Rex," she breathed, swaying back and forth. 

It was happening all over again. 

The dog was whining, pushing his snout up, as if begging her to bring 
herself down a little so he could lick at her juicy, young virgin cunt. 

"Oh, I don't know ... don't know if I should," Janet groaned. 

She had been with Rex once, and she was con sidering doing the same thing 
again. She hadn't even petted seriously with a man, and yet she was thinking 
about going to bed with a dog! "Oh!" 

For a second Janet thought seriously about kicking Rex out from her bedroom. 

Then he licked her again. She bent one knee, moving it away from the other. 
Rex tilted up his head and sniffed at her puffy, pink cuntlips. Sticking out 
his tongue, he licked up, touching her inner thighs several times before 
lapping her cunt. 

"Ohhhhhhhh!" 

It was more than she could stand. 

Janet realized she was horny beyond words. Thinking about what might happen 
tonight had stoked up her cunt, made her pussy hot as a blast furnace. 

She walked forward, pressing her forehead against the cool glass of the 
mirror. Her rapid breathing formed a mist on the glass while her fingers 
fluttered up and down on the surface of the mirror. No, no, she couldn't let 
herself slip like that again. Somehow she had to find the strength to kick 
the dog out. 

"Uhhhh!" 

When the tip of Rex's tongue touched her wet slit, Janet whimpered. She put 
both hands out, clutching the closet door to keep her balance while she 
widened her stance. She was encouraging him, dipping her ass down so the dog 
could touch her better. 

The dog moved around, trying to get into a better position. Now Janet could 
feel the long, hot sweep of his tongue across her cuntal mound. Stepping 
back a little, she saw her slack mouth in the mirror, her drooping eyelids. 
Now Janet realized she was encouraging the animal to do his part. "P-please, 
stop!" 

Of course she didn't want Rex to quit, didn't want the German shepherd to 
leave her. 

She leaned against the mirror again, letting the dog lick at her hot, damp 
cunt. Maybe it was the mirror. Maybe it was the way she'd gotten worked up 
seeing her young body glistening in the filtered bedroom light. 

She couldn't resist the temptation to move her fingers down and gently 
separate her outer cuntlips. The dog's sloppy pink tongue went deep, raking 
over her clit. Sparks seemed to burst through her delicate cuntal membranes. 
A flood of juice coated her cuntlips. 

Glancing down, Janet could see the dark pink moist meat of her pussy. Rex's 
red cock had slipped out of his furry sheath. His cock was jerking and 
bouncing around. It was too much! "Oh no!" 

Janet pushed herself away from the mirror. Her legs were a little shaky. Her 
cunt was flooding hard enough to wet down her pussyhairs now. Stumbling 
forward, she fell across her bed, clutching the coverlet, hearing the dog's 
uneven panting behind her. 

"I can't let this happen," she whispered into the pillow. 

But Rex was on her now as he had been on her mother earlier, slopping his 
tongue over her asscheeks. 

Janet groaned, her flesh breaking out into goose pimples. Shifting her 
thighs from side to side, she felt the silky material of the bedspread 
rubbing over her cuntlips and clit. And all the time Rex was licking her, 
slopping his tongue over her assglobes, then down her thighs to the backs of 
her knees. He was wonderful, so wonderful! 

"Oh, I'm a bitch," she whispered. 

It was true. She was that awful thing her mother warned her about. It seemed 
as if she were in heat continually. It was a wonder that other dogs in the 
neighborhood hadn't been following her around, sniffing at her shorts, 
dogging her to the front door. What her mother would say if she were to see 
her now! 

"Huhhhhrrrr!" 

Rolling over onto her ass, Janet draped one hand over her eyes as if she 
couldn't stand seeing what was happening to her. Rex's tongue moved into the 
tangled thatch of her cuntal hair. And, in spite of her apparent 
nonchalance, there was no hiding the fact that she was excited and growing 
hotter by the passing second. The tickling rub of the dog's tongue over her 
pussy was wild, mind-blowing. 

Janet started moving her hips against the mattress, the squeaks of the box 
springs telling the true story. 

"Ohhh, good dog, good Rex!" 

Parting her thighs, Janet felt doggie spit and cuntjuice running into her 
asscrack. It felt just like before. But this time she was going to 
concentrate on fucking. This time she was going to think about the young boy 
Janie was talking about. She closed her eyes and thought about the stud who 
had excited her in the first place, that handsome man in the dirty magazine 
who was forcing the girl to suck him off. 

"Ohhhh!" 

It was as if someone had touched a live electric wire to her cunt. Janet had 
accidentally left the magazine back at her girlfriend's. Janie was probably 
jerking off on it now, rubbing her fingers in and out of her cunt while 
throwing her hips back and forth like a wild woman. Well, she had fucked 
before. She knew how a man's cock felt when it entered her body, reaming out 
her fuckhole. "Ummmm!" 

Janet felt Rex's tongue sloshing around her fingers, wetting down her palms, 
tickling the flesh around her knuckles. She was finger-fucking herself, 
slowly moving her hips up and down in a fucking motion. She thought of that 
fat dick, of the wirey black hairs that curled around it, of the low-hanging 
balls packed with white-hot jizz, just ready to cut loose and fill up a hot, 
sucking hole. Would that be the case tonight? Would that cousin of Janie's 
boyfriend like her enough to take her somewhere and ... and fuck her? 

"Ohhhhhh!" 

A flash of burning electricity shot through her pussy, making her knees snap 
together and temporarily trap Rex's maw in her hole. Janet fucked the dog's 
tongue furiously, feeling the stubby fur around his snout tickling her clit. 
Curling her fingers into tight fists, Janet pounded the soft mattress again 
and again, writhing her ass and shoulders over the bed until the headboard 
banged noisily against the wall. 

"Fuck me, fuck me!" 

Janet pulled her cuntlips farther apart with her fingers so that the dog's 
hot, slick tongue could lick her all over. Rex was excited to the point of 
no return. She was on a sexual high. But something was missing. Even though 
she hadn't fucked before, Janet knew instinctively that something was 
missing. 

Drawing her hands up, she grabbed the dog's handsome big head and pulled him 
against her. Her juicy cuntlips smeared his black nose. She was doing more 
than just opening her pussy to the dog. Her fingers were sliding into her 
cunt. She plowed the slippery folds apart. She was touching her pussy and 
letting the animal lick at her cunt. She tossed and bounced on the bed. 

Janet kept begging the dog to lick her harder, fed him her cunt, thrashing 
about and kicking her legs into the air. 

"Ohhhhh!" 

Rex was starting to edge his fangs against the hollows of her thighs. It was 
so wonderful when he did something like that! Then he moved back, licking 
her cunt again. 

Janet shivered and arched her back up from the bed, resting her body on her 
shoulders and heels. She felt him searching around in her pussy with his 
tongue as if he were looking for something. So strange, so wonderfully 
strange-all of this! 

A whimpery gasp escaped from her throat. She was thinking about cock again, 
about how it would feel to have a man's dick pushing against her cuntlips, 
spreading them apart. Janet thought she could almost feel that stud's warm, 
hairy, muscular chest pressing down against her tits, feel his arms around 
her. "Noooo!" 

The dog was concentrating his licking on her clit. Each time he pushed his 
tongue down into the steamy folds of her pussy, Janet thought about that 
man's dick, about how fine and hot and hard it looked slipping into that 
girl's mouth! They looked as if they were having such a good time. The girl 
was fingering herself, spreading her cuntlips apart in the same way Janet 
was spreading hers right now. Only the girl had the big handsome stud while 
Janet only had a dog! 

"Oh, oh!" 

Something had overwhelmed her mind. Something had snapped, because the next 
thing Janet knew she was on her hands and knees, wiggling her tight young 
ass invitingly in front of the dog. 

"Oh, fuck, fuck...." 

Janet couldn't believe she was doing this. It was as if a demonic force had 
taken over. 

Rex backed down, sniffing at her furry cunt. He put one forepaw on her 
asscheeks, sniffed at her shitter, then licked his tongue twice up and down 
her sweaty buttcrack. Janet wiggled her ass furiously, her head hanging 
down, long blonde hair curtaining her face. She clawed slowly at the 
bedspread. 

"Ugnhhh ... ooooohhhh!" 

Paws scratched at her buttocks. Then she felt Rex's furry underside brush 
over her back. In a moment his full weight was on her back. He was on top of 
her, forcing her ass to thrust out for the fucking. The animal was driving 
his ass, tucking it sharply back and forth in the instinctive movements of 
fucking. 

A thrill filled the young woman. She waited for him, waited for the touch of 
his dick. Something was touching her upper thighs, something very hot and 
very hard. 

Then it was happening. She could feel the tip of Rex's knobby boner gouging 
along the seeping heat of her cunthole. Janet's eyes bulged, her jaw 
slackened, her head snapping from side to side. And then peering between her 
legs, she caught sight of the dog's cock. 

It was too much! She couldn't go through with it. There were boundaries even 
she wouldn't cross. 

"No!" 

She had felt part of the dog's cock slip into her cunt. That had been 
enough. Finding the strength and will, Janet scrambled out from under Rex, 
feeling something wet streaking across her ass and the backs of her thighs. 
He was shooting off his doggie cum as she slipped off the bed and ran for 
the door. She had been close, so close to fucking him! "God!" 

Janet rushed from the room, feeling as if she were losing her mind. Behind 
her, Rex was whimpering with delight. 

"No, no, no!" Janet cried into her hands as she ducked into the bathroom and 
slammed the door behind her. 

No, this wouldn't happen again. As God was her witness, it wouldn't happen 
again! 

(Mi 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

"This is a nice place." 

Laura was leaning back on the grass, looking up through the fanned branches 
of the surrounding oak trees. It was a beautiful afternoon ... quiet, 
lonely, no one around except her and Rod. 

"Private," he added. 

Laura glanced at Rod. He had already taken off his white cotton tennis shirt 
and was now reclining back on the blanket, dressed only in a pair of 
tight-fitting white shorts. She could see the outline of his hefty cock 
pressing hard against the thin material. 

"Do you want something to eat?" The moment she said that her face turned 
bright red. 

Rod chuckled, stretching one hand over to her and running his fingers along 
her bare thighs. 

Laura had worn very little that day, limiting herself to a pair of very 
short shorts and a halter. Already her nipples were pressing itchily against 
the cotton material of her halter. 

"No one's around. I'm for a little muff-diving myself." 

Laura wished Rod weren't so crude. But she wasn't about to stop him now, 
especially when she'd been thinking about nothing else except Rod and his 
fat, hard dick. 

"Nice, nice...." Rod murmured. 

Rod was between her legs now, forcing her back down onto the blanket. 

Laura stiffened for a moment, thinking she had heard someone nearby. No, it 
was just her imagination. Rod was smoothing his fingers over her thighs, 
then curling them around her shorts and pulling them down. Laura helped him, 
raising her ass up high, shivering when she felt the waistband of her shorts 
scraping along her legs, then leave her ankles. 

"Ohhhh...." 

Then Rod's breath was blowing on her pussy hairs, his nose brushing over her 
pussylips. It was wild feeling Rod's mouth brushing over her cunt. He was 
licking her now, licking her in the same way Rex had lapped at her pussy. 
The images were becoming confused in her overheated mind. Laura shook her 
head, concentrating on who was between her white, shivering legs now. 

"Oh please, please do it! Oh yes, lick me there ... ohhhhhh yes, yes!" 

She was shameless, a slut now, as Rod worked her cunt up to a steamy climax. 
Pulling his head out from her muff for a second, Rod reached up and 
unfastened her halter. Once again she was naked with him, naked and 
completely free! 

"Fuck me, fuck me!" Laura whispered. 

"I'll fuck you, baby, fuck you in a way you won't ever forget." 

Laura sighed happily, moving her hips from side to side. She was sure Rod 
wouldn't disappoint her. He was back at her cunt now, tracing his tongue 
over the edges of her tense, inner labes while fingering her outer cuntlips. 
His nose Was brushing up against her clit, teasing that hard lump of wet 
flesh until Laura thought she was going to cum in his mouth! 

"Ohhh, going to ... going to cum if you keep doing that!" she warned. 

He was sealing his mouth to her pussy now, drilling his tongue into her 
hole. More juice seeped out around his sucking lips, wetting down his cheeks 
and fingers. 

Laura jerked her knees up, then let them slowly sink back to the gathering 
blanket. She felt her thighs tensing, the tendons bulging out, bulging out 
in the same way when Rex licked at her. 

That damned dog! she thought to herself, determined not to think of him 
again. 

"Fuck me!" she cried again. 

It was wonderful having him suck her cunt. But she wanted his dick in her. 
She wanted to feel that large hunk of cockmeat fucking out her sucking 
cunthole. Laura felt she had sacrificed much of her pride and former 
morality in order to come out with him today. Now she wanted a reward for 
that sacrifice. 

But Rod was enjoying his teasing of her too much. There were more scraping 
sounds. Rod had slipped out of his shorts. And now he was telling her to 
suck him. 

"Let's sixty-nine." 

Before she could protest, Rod was guiding her, controlling her completely. 
He was turning her around on the blanket. 

"Oh no, no!" 

Before she knew it, his cock was bobbing in front of her face. As he parted 
her thighs, she saw a tiny droplet appear at his piss-slit. The drop grew 
suddenly milky and thick. 

"Come on, suck me. It'll be good." 

In that moment Laura steadied his cockshaft with both hands and opened her 
mouth wide. His dick twitched. The veins roping around the sides of that 
monster cock throbbed the second she touched it! The spongy dickhead rested 
now on her bottom lip. And then she felt that hot, milky drop ooze onto the 
tip of her tongue. 

Rod groaned, thrusting his hips upward, burying his blood-filled cock 
halfway down her throat." 

"Mmmmmmmff f!" 

Laura felt a wonderful softness wash over her cunt. A licking, sucking heat 
was gouging her cuntlips, rubbing against her clit. Rod was fucking his cock 
in and out of her mouth. The big stud held back at times, and it was then 
Laura knew he was about to cum. She stopped flicking her tongue against his 
prick and lay there, feeling nothing but his tongue raping her pussy, his 
teeth gouging along her outer labes. 

"Oh shit, shit! Christ, where the hell did you learn something like that?" 

Rod was squirming, his dick slamming repeatedly against the back of her 
mouth. Laura sucked his sensitive cockhead, milking the throbbing prick 
until she thought Rod was going to spray his load right then and there! 

"Ohhhhfff!" 

His tongue fluttered across her clit. His teeth nipped along her bloated 
cuntlips. Laura pulled her mouth away, afraid that if she left her lips 
locked tightly around his dick Rod would cum. 

"Oh God! God, you're killing meeee!" 

Her words sounded so funny. She knew that steamy strings of drool were 
dripping from her chin. She was on the brink, teetering dangerously from 
side to side, so close to climax! 

Rod was shoving his hips up again. Laura smiled and caught his cock in her 
hands so she could get her mouth around it again. As the tip of his prick 
grazed her front teeth another droplet of pre-cum oozed out of the tiny 
slit. 

"Shit!" 

The two of them fell sideways. Laura jerked her hips back and forth. She 
could feel the blanket gathering like a robe around her thighs. When she 
wasn't fondling Rod's dick, she was clutching at the grass, pulling out 
handfuls as she rocketed closer and closer to climax. 

"Oh God, God!" she moaned, letting his dick fall from her mouth a second 
time. She could feel the desperate throbs racking his cock. Soon, soon he 
would be shooting off, and Laura wanted that jizz to be in her body! 

"Shit, baby, feed me that cunt! Come on, I wanna lick on that thing. I wanna 
suck it all up," Rod moaned as Laura started toying with his balls. 

He sucked hard at the tender, seeping tissues of her pussy. Again and again 
Rod slipped his tongue over her clit until the excruciating pinpoint of 
excitement became an explosion. 

Laura wasn't sure she could hold back. She was close, dangerously close. She 
groaned, trying to pull her ass back. But Rod's big hands were fanned around 
her jiggling asscheeks, holding her pussy firmly to his mouth. 

"Oh don't, don't ... you're going to make me ... oh, make me...." 
Pre-orgasmic spasms choked off her words. 

Laura thought she was going to lose her mind. She kicked her legs out, 
moving her pussy desperately over the big stud's face. She had her knees as 
far apart as she could get them as he nursed on her pink, slick clit. 

"Oh God, I'm dying ... I just know it, I'm going to die!" Laura cried. 

Rod pulled his mouth off her cunt, seeing she was almost as close as he was. 
He braced his hands firmly against her inner thighs, his muscles bulging. 

"Please, ohhh God! P-p-please suck me off! Oh God, please suck my cunt!" 

Laura couldn't believe she was saying things like that. Moments ago she 
wouldn't have guessed she was capable of ranting like that. But now she 
didn't care. The racing, hot shocks of delight that tore through her pussy 
were changing all her morals, the way she looked at life. Again and again 
Laura strained downward, trying to lower her dripping pussy down onto Rod's 
mouth. She needed his tongue! She needed to have his lips tugging at her 
outer labes, feel his teeth scraping along her clit. For another second she 
thought of Rex, that wonderful German shepherd who wouldn't have left her 
hanging like this. He would have kept on licking, drilling his tongue deeper 
and deeper until she exploded in ecstasy. "Nooooo!" 

Rod was firm, holding her back until she had calmed down. "Easy, Laura, 
easy. I could eat you out all damned night. But you're too good to be taken 
care of that way." 

He pulled her around and kissed her hard on the mouth. 

Laura groaned into the spit-slick kiss, smelling the aroma of her pussy on 
his cheeks. She felt his cock slipping up and down her cuntal crack, making 
attempts at times to shove in. 

When Laura started to roll onto her ass, raising her knees up to her tits, 
Rod pulled away. He was teasing her cruelly, enjoying her distress as she 
desperately tried to work his cock into her cunthole. 

"Oh, oh, ohhhh...." 

"You want it real bad, don't you?" Rod smiled. "Yes! Oh God yes, I want it 
... I want your cock bad!" 

Laura would have killed for his dick! The balls of her feet banged against 
his sides. Her body snaked desperately across the wrinkled blanket. 
Somewhere in the distance she could hear children playing, a dog barking. A 
light breeze rustled the leaves overhead as Rod dragged his dickhead over 
her clit, centering the fat bulb over her cunthole. 

"Then take it!" 

Rod pushed his knees up against her asscrack, his cockhead shoved into her 
swollen cuntlips. "Uhhhhhhh!" 

Laura arched her back, throwing her head to one side while both legs kicked 
up high in the air. His cock was in, actually in her cunt! How good it felt, 
as good as the other night, maybe even better! Now there were no fears, no 
hang-ups. All she thought about was dick ... inches and inches of hard, 
throbbing dickmeat! 

"You like it?" 

"Oh yes, yes!" she gasped, her fingers clawing at his hunching back. "Then 
take more!" 

Laura felt him pushing forward with his hairy ass. His thick cockhead worked 
inside. She felt her cuntlips stretching, then rubbing his cock. As the head 
of his prick slid in, her pussylips closed over it, trapping his cock. 
Inches of Rod's big, long pink shaft were outside, waiting to be shoved in. 

"Shit, ease up, baby," Rod said, shaking the sweat from his forehead. 

"I can't ... ughhh! Can't help it. It's so good, so wonderfully good!" 

The spasm passed and Laura relaxed, her knees sagging apart. Rod grunted and 
shoved harder, his long pink shaft gliding into her pussy. More juice 
bubbled up, oozing over her thighs and trickling down her ass. 

Laura kept groaning every time Rod drove his dick into her hole. She tensed 
her ass muscles, raising her ass up while her cunt muscles cramped around 
Rod's dick. 

"Jesus, when you do that ... ughhh, baby, I think I'm gonna lose my load!" 

"Ohhhh!" 

Rod was pinching her nipples, rolling the hard little nubs between his 
fingers until Laura thought she would pass out from the pain. And all the 
while his wonderful dick was trenching out her cunt. Laura was moving faster 
and faster. The wild combination of sensations in her pussy was making her 
fuck back like a savage. 

She was just starting to really enjoy herself now. Fucking was wonderful! 
Fucking was all there was that was worthwhile in this crazy world! Friends, 
family, daughter, home, they all melted away under this insane thought as 
Laura pitched and threw her ass up to meet Rod's fucking blows. "Ohhhhhh!" 

Rod's dick was impaling her now, ramming into her like a machine. The heavy, 
sweaty mass of his groin slapped heavily against her, making her cunt clench 
in spasms. 

"Shit, shit!" Rod groaned, slowing down for a second. 

Laura held onto him for dear life, feeling herself floating away from the 
ground. She looked up at the sky. It seemed to wheel around the branches of 
the surrounding oaks. Bright yellow flashes nearly blinded her eyes. She was 
dizzy ... so very, very dizzy. It felt so wickedly good to be like 
this-naked, split open, completely exposed to this man. She spread her knees 
even wider, not wanting to stop the brutal thrusts shaking her body. 

"FUCK!" He started up again. 

His belly ground against the top of Laura's cuntal mound. The fiery friction 
of her violated cunt added to the electric shocks jolting from her clit. Her 
hips rolled from side to side uncontrollably as his cock seemed to grow. 

"Ughhhhh!" 

Her cunt was flaming, as if someone had poured burning gasoline on it. Laura 
could feel his balls slapping against her crotch. She felt his fingers 
fluttering around her tits, stimulating her nipples, then moving down until 
they cupped the heavy underswell of her high-riding tits. 

It was wonderful, delightful being covered by this man, being mastered by 
him. Laura loved the feel, the sound of their sweat-soaked flesh as they 
rubbed and ground together. 

"Nooooooo!" 

The roaring of her pulse was all Laura heard. The swirling motions of Rod's 
cockhead in her belly jabbed into every sense. Laura felt his pistoning 
strokes. She saw them as flashes of brilliant color. She smelled them as the 
heavy sweat of their fucking. Laura felt herself drowning in a simmering 
bath of pleasure. The noise of her pulse increased. 

"Ohhhh! P-p-please!" 

A mountain of lust swelled up in her crotch. Laura knew the cock in her cunt 
was fucking madly. It was driving even more sensation into her overloaded 
nerves. Her hips churned, the noisy slurping of her cuntjuice filled her 
ears. A great, earth-shaking vibration began in Laura's cunt, threatening to 
blast out in waves through the rest of her body. She Opened her eyes wide, 
staring at Rod. 

He stopped. 

He was teasing her again, leaving her high and dry. Laura couldn't believe 
it! She tried moving her hips around, tried to feel more of his dick. She 
was only a hair's breadth away from cumming. She could feel her clit 
vibrating, about to pitch over the edge and throb with those welcomed spasms 
of orgasm. Laura wanted to kick and scream. 

"Want it bad, huh? Just as bad as I do, maybe more," Rod said, pulling his 
dick out slowly. 

It felt as if he were dragging her entire insides out with him. She felt her 
cunt walls collapsing behind his retreating cockhead. Laura thought she was 
going to die from frustration. Soon only the head of his cock was buried 
inside her cunt. 

"Want it?" 

Laura growled, wanting to scratch his face off. How could he ask such a 
stupid question? She had been twirling her hips around, sucking his dick in 
with her cunt and he had to ask that kind of question! 

"Oh God, yes, yes, yessss!" she whispered. "Want it anywhere?" 

She screwed up her eyes, looking warily at him. What was he talking about? 
He had it where she wanted it, buried in her pussy. 

"Ohhhh!" 

With a squishy pop the head of his cock slipped out of her cunt. Laura 
shivered, feeling her elastic cuntal membranes shrinking back to their 
normal size. She felt so empty. Her pussy muscles spasmed, making her 
cunthole wink open, then snap shut. How could he have done something like 
this! "Roll over." 

The command confused her. Laura could barely fold one leg over the other. 
The next thing she knew she was on her hands and knees, her face resting on 
one arm, while Rod towered over her like a mounting dog. 

 CHAPTER NINE 

"What are you going to ... to do to me?" 

Rod was smoothing his fingers over her ass, trailing them down, down to 
where a few cunt hairs poked up around her perineum. 

Laura shivered, her shoulders shaking while her knees threatened to 
collapse. When she tried to draw her knees together, Rod slipped one hand 
between them, keeping them pried apart. 

"Oh yes, yes," he said, feeling her cunt juices flowing heavily out of her 
hole. 

"Fuck me, fuck me!" 

Laura didn't care how she appeared to him now. Her cunt needed attention 
now! Rod was still toying with her pussylips, stroking them, rubbing his 
hand occasionally over her clit until Laura thought she was going to cum 
right there. Several times during this fucking spree, Laura thought she was 
going to cum. But Rod was an expert, playing her like a finely tuned musical 
instrument. He led her up to orgasm, then pulled her roughly away, leaving 
her desire to climax more and more strong with each attempt she made! Now 
Laura was almost frantic with the desire to find relief! 

The throbbing between her legs was almost painful! Rocking her hips did no 
good. Laura knew she needed the stimulation of a good hard dick to bring her 
off right now. And Rod was holding back purposely, teasing her until she 
thought she'd go crazy! 

"Yeah," Rod said, breathing heavily behind her. 

She heard him spitting on his hands. Laura thought of the two of them, 
crouched like dogs in heat out here in the woods. The image turned her cunt 
into a furnace of slippery heat. A fresh flood of cuntjuice wet her labes. 
Laura tried to twist her head to see what Rod was doing. 

"Oh!" 

He was going to fuck her doggie style! Doggie style! Thoughts of Rex 
instantly filled her mind, those thoughts nearly making her cum again. That 
animal, his furry body pressed against hers, his head buried in her 
frazzled, wet cunt hairs, the growl muffled by her slick pussy membranes 
pressed in against his maw ... it all came back to her now as Rod grabbed 
her hips and pulled himself close. "Fuck, fuck me!" , Images of the dog 
reappeared in her mind when she felt his dick rubbing over her buttocks. She 
had wanted the dog inside her, fucking the hell out of her. But she also 
thought of those pointed ears of Rex's, how they flattened back as he fed on 
her juicing pussy. 

"Oh, oh, what ... what are you doing?" 

Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted by a strange sensation. Rod had 
missed her pussyhole. As strange as it seemed to her, he had missed her cunt 
and was rubbing his cockhead against the tight knot of her shitter. 

Laura raised her ass a little, pushing it outward. 

"Going to give you one hell of a ride, baby. When I get through with you, 
there won't be a virgin hole left on your body." 

He was going to fuck her ass! The thought made her mind flash blank with 
fear. Her husband had wanted to do that to her several times. But Laura had 
always pushed him off, feeling there was something perverted about taking a 
dick in the ass. Queers did that kind of thing, and that was fine for them. 
But she wasn't a queer and neither was her husband. "No, stop it!" 

There was a sudden, piercing pain as the head of his prick shoved hard 
against the pink wrinkled flesh of her asshole. Rod was laughing at her 
softly, holding her more tightly while drawing his legs up against the backs 
of hers. 

Laura shot both arms forward, clawing at the grass just under the blanket. 
For a moment the pressure on her ass relaxed a little. Laura relaxed the 
tightness of her sphincter. She pushed outward, looking and feeling as if 
she were going to take a shit. 

That was all Rod needed, He sucked in a deep breath, holding it while 
shoving hard. Rod braced his cockshaft, holding it stiff against the rubbery 
circle of her asshole. 

And then it happened. 

It was as if a huge bar had been shoved into her asshole. Before Laura could 
even think to loosen up the reflexive grasp of her shitter, half his 
cockhead was already pushed into her. She thought her ass was being torn in 
half! 

"Ohhhhhhhh! You're hurting meeee!" 

Tears sprang to her eyes while the blood drained from her cheeks. 

"Take it, baby, take it all!" 

Rod's cockhead ravaged her ass now. She wanted to feel the hard shaft in her 
pussy, not her ass. Yet, there was no way she could get that thing out. Rod 
was on top of her, his hard-muscled body pushing her down to the ground 
while his dick speared her asshole. 

Rod let go of her hip. She felt his hand reach around to her hanging tits. 
Laura squirmed, moving her ass back toward his heavy-haired belly scratching 
her buttocks. She moved her ass as sensuously as she could. The slow 
invasion of his hard prick in her ass hurt terribly. If she could somehow 
show him how well her cunt could wrap around his dick, especially now, maybe 
he would give her his dick in the right hole again. 

But he was determined to fuck her this way. He could have finished her off 
in the cunt. But Rod was determined to play her along all the way. And he 
was succeeding. 

Laura felt as if he were splitting her ass wide open. She felt the pain of 
his gradual insertion, and that wide dickhead seemed to go on forever. Laura 
sobbed, sucking in her lower lip and biting down hard. 

"Unghhh...." 

Now both hands were on her nipples. He continued twisting them, pulling at 
them until Laura squealed in pain. 

"Feel good, Laura? Man, you've got a tight little ass there ... almost as 
tight as your pussy." 

He was whispering dirty things in her ear, licking the nape of her neck 
while he pinched and teased her nipples. How empty she felt between her 
legs! If only he would fuck her pussy, drive his cock into her cunthole. Why 
had he done this terrible thing? 

"Ohhhhh...." 

Her legs and arms spasmed. Rod had started pulling his dick back out. The 
reversed tugging was like a vacuum sucking at her bowels. There was a vulgar 
outward stretching of her asshole. Flashes of pain and strange pleasure shot 
up her spine. 

"Noooo!" 

Laura bit her lip again. She couldn't even sob now, not with the insistent 
motions of that dick in her ass. She shoved her ass toward him, looking for 
relief from the obscene sucking in her shit-chute. 

"Easy, easy...." 

Rod paused, then shoved deeper in. Laura groaned, her pussy going into 
tremors of sexual need. The folding, slippery ring of her snatch convulsed, 
milking at his sliding dick the way her cunt had. Rod stiffened, throwing 
back his head and letting out a gasp while still driving more of his cock 
into her ass. 

Laura was completely torn both in her assflesh and in her mind. She rubbed 
her tits against his hands, feeling pain and delight. It drove more pain to 
her crotch. Her round, firm assmounds flexed against his belly, looking for 
more of the lascivious fullness that threatened to split her ass wide open. 
"Unghhhh!" 

The sliding of Rod's dick as it moved deeper in her guts sent shivery 
thrills through her ass. Laura felt her guts filling with the stud's dick. 
It was as if a steady, growing load of iron-hard heat were in her bowels. 
She thought his dick would surely have to stop growing. Her asshole wasn't 
like her cunt, didn't have the same depth, the same elasticity. 

But his dick kept sliding farther up her ass. Laura's ass nerves seemed to 
be more sensitive to the tension than those in her cunt. She imagined his 
thick bar of cockmeat in her ass growing until it was the size of a cannon. 
The big man's cock felt like a tree trunk impaling her, driving her in two. 

"Nooooo...." 

The steady pressure eased again for a while. Laura felt his belly resting 
against her buttocks. Surely that would be all he could shove into her! 
Surely he would have to start pulling out, leaving the remaining three 
inches of his cock unburied in her butt. 

For a second Laura felt him pulling out, making her bowels pucker outward 
again. She thought he had pulled a foot of cock out of her ass. Her nerve 
endings were protesting all the way. She grabbed at the wrinkled blanket, 
her long blonde hair splashing over her face. Thrashing around as much as 
she could, Laura knocked over the picnic basket, sending food scattering all 
over the grassy area in front of her. 

Then he started forward again, making Laura gasp and sob. Laura shoved her 
ass back against him once more, arching her back. The strange fullness 
inside her bowels was starting to excite her. It wasn't like the heat that 
rose in her cunt when she was milking around a dick. And yet it seemed to be 
connected in some strange way. 

"Noooo!" 

Rod's cock went deeper, past where the last stroke had stopped. Laura 
inhaled, her moans shuddering deep in her chest. No man had ever done this 
to her before. It was like being fucked for the first time. Laura thought 
her belly would burst from all that cockmeat filling her ass. In spite of 
the heat, in spite of the heavy pain, in spite of the desire to feel dick in 
her cunt, Laura was beginning to want more cock in her ass. She wanted to 
feel more of that lewd suction in her ass. 

"Unnnhhh!" 

The tempo of Rod's ass-ripping fuck increased. 

Laura squeezed her ass tight around him, trying to drag more sensuous 
tingles across her nerves. She didn't care how much it hurt now. She just 
wanted that dick to drive into her ass until the spinning ball of heat in 
her buttocks exploded. 

Rod showed incredible stamina. He thrust back and forth, gradually speeding 
his cockstrokes until Laura thought her ass would melt. The hot, dry 
friction in her ass was like salt in wounds. As the ramming length and speed 
of his strokes increased, she felt her cuntlips milking oozing juice from 
her hole. Heat sliced into her erect clit. There was a pleasurable feeling 
that built up quickly, becoming as important as the jabbing piston of 
dickmeat in her asshole. 

"More, more, more!" Laura was crying out for more fucking, more dick, more 
sensation. 

All the feeling in her body focused in on her asshole. And then he moved one 
hand back, back to her cunt and clit. He was finger-fucking her, increasing 
the hot, tight, clenching sensation tearing through her cunt. 

"Unghhh! Uhghhh!" 

Laura panted heavily, her mind going blank. She knew she was being fucked 
... fucked hard and fast. But the way her cunt reacted, she didn't care what 
was happening to her ass. Rod was scraping the sensitive folds and hollows 
of her juicing cunt with two fingers now, jagged nails teasing aroused 
nerve-endings. 

Laura felt him hitting something deep inside her. 

She felt something ready to tear loose. The feeling accelerated the vulgar 
thrills from her clenching ass. Sweat burned her eyes, making her vision 
blurred as Laura felt herself pitching wildly toward climax. 

Rod grunted behind her. His cock pulled out. Only the head of his dick 
stayed in her asshole. 

Laura felt the flaring dickhead pulling at the tendering lining of her ass, 
urging her insides out. She hunched her ass back and forth in wild strokes. 

With an animal-like grunt, Rod rammed his cock back deep into her ass. Laura 
thought she could feel the lining ripping. 

"AIYEEEEEE!" Laura screamed, feeling a deluge of lusty fire explode in her 
ass. 

Rod was cumming. She knew it. She could feel the hot, thick spurting masses 
of the stud's cum burning her asshole lining. Laura's pussy snapped shut on 
his fingers, the muscles milking and sucking so hard Rod thought they were 
going to pull his fingers out of joint. She wanted to feel that cum in her, 
wanted to feel that wild sensation of jizz spattering against the convulsing 
sides of her pussy. 

Laura convulsed, her body pounding back against Rod's as she rocketed toward 
climax. Her tits were mashed by his grabbing hands. She bit her arm, feeling 
his cum-spewing cock in her ass and the earth-shaking power of her own cum. 

Lightning-like jolts of heat in her cunt amplified the spasming sensations 
in her ass. Laura's mind was centered on her tits, her cunt and her ass. 
Every motion of Rod's cock heightened the wrenching, struggling torture in 
her crotch. And then she felt him pulling out. 

"No!" the woman cried. 

She wanted his dick to stay in her ass until the whole incredible process of 
her unnatural orgasm was done. 

"Yeah, go for it," Rod whispered, moving his cock back in. 

Laura felt his fingers concentrating on her clit, making her tiny nub 
vibrate wildly. Laura wept with overheated passion. She fought to keep his 
cock in her asshole as her cunt clutched and milked wildly at his moving 
fingers. 

Getting fucked in the ass was one of the most sexually satisfying 
experiences of her life. But how it hurt, and how it left her exhausted. 

When the last dying spasms of her cunt tapered off, Laura collapsed on the 
blanket. Rod lay on top of her, moving his thighs subtly against her rounded 
asscheeks while smoothing his fingers over her sides. 

"Ohhh, yeah, I haven't known anybody like you, Laura. Nobody comes like you, 
honey," he said, pinching her tits, then rubbing his palms over her ass. 

Laura sighed. She felt a bubble of air escape from her cunt. Rod's jizz 
oozed from her stretched asshole, frothing out around his softening dick. It 
had been the experience of her life ... or one of the more unusual ones. So 
many unusual ones had been happening lately ... the dog, and now this 
ass-fucking. 

"I ... I don't know ... know how long this can go on," Laura said. 

"I'll hang around long as you want me, babe. And I can show you lots more 
than this, if you've got time," Rod said, teasing her ear with the tip of 
his tongue. 

Laura shivered. More? Could there be more? The thought of doing more with 
Rod drove her crazy. 

"Oh yes, yes!" she babbled, feeling his cock stirring in her ass again. 

* * * 

Janet had managed to gather up enough courage to pitch the German shepherd 
out of the house and keep him outside while she dressed. While showering, 
while putting on her revealing short cotton dress, she had thought about 
what had nearly happened. It was frightening. As she sudsed her pussy again 
and again, feeling the froth working up her cunthole, Janet thought of what 
she had nearly done! She had nearly fucked a dog! She had raised her ass up 
like a bitch in heat, wagged it in front of the animal and spread her knees 
apart, hoping he would take care of that burning itch. 

As she dressed and glanced nervously at the clock, Janet wondered also about 
her mother. It was getting late. A picnic? An unsettling feeling overwhelmed 
her. What if something had happened to her? What if.... 

The phone! As she ran for it, Janet could hear Rex moaning and scratching at 
the kitchen door. Just stay there! she thought as she picked up the 
receiver. 

"Janet? This is Janie. Listen, I gotta make it real quick. Hank's car 
stalled again," she groaned. "But no sense in ruining a date, so his 
cousin's gonna come right over and pick you up. Sorry, but we'll probably 
have to spend the time at my place, and my folks are home." 

Janet felt her cunt relax. No fucking tonight. When would she ever lose her 
cherry? 

"Okay. I'll get ready. What's his name?" 

"Jack Beddington. He's a dream. You'll recognize him right away. And if you 
two aren't back in an hour...." her sentence ended in a series of 
embarrassed giggles. 

"Janie, you're awful," Janet said, feeling her chest tighten, her breath 
become short. Could she take a chance like that with her mother coming home 
at any moment? 

"Well, we'll be waiting." 

He was coming over, and she was alone! Janet put the receiver down and put 
one hand to her breast. Closing her eyes, she felt the steady beat of her 
clit become harder, stronger. Why did things have to frustrate her this way? 
Why couldn't she feel a man? She needed one, needed a ... cock in her right 
now. 

"Oh, what's the use!" she said in frustration, opening her eyes and rushing 
back to the bedroom. 

It would be another night of smothered giggles, ice cream and no fucking! 

 CHAPTER TEN 

"Uh ... , my mom's not home yet," Janet said, feeling her heart skip a beat. 

She was holding onto the front door for dear life. For a moment Janet 
thought she was going to sink to the floor. Jack! He was the spitting image 
of that man she'd seen in the magazine. A little younger maybe, but still 
almost the same face and body. 

"There's no place to go anyway," Jack said, shrugging as he walked in. 

Janet was blushing all the way down to her toes. Could he tell she was 
excited, ready to throw herself down at his feet? 

"Nice place. All the homes around her are nice," Jack said a little 
awkwardly, noticing the girl's confusion. 

"Uh, yes, I ... oh, the phone!" 

Janet used the opportunity to race from the room. She would have had a heart 
attack if she stayed there longer. Why couldn't she control herself? It was 
impossible for her to keep quiet, to keep her pussy under control. She stood 
in the dark hall, feeling her pulse race madly through her young body while 
the phone jangled madly in the cradle. 

It was her mother, and she sounded very strange. She was going out with some 
friends and would be home very late. Janet could hardly speak, doing her 
best to sound normal. As she replaced the receiver on the cradle, she almost 
gasped with confusion. Alone, completely alone with her fantasy waiting in 
the next room! Her fingers trembled. 

"Anything wrong?" 

Janet was afraid her face showed her thoughts, her smoldering want. Yes, it 
was desire, lust! She wanted him, wanted him badly. A man like him had made 
her commit the worst of all possible sexual acts ... and that was simply by 
looking at his picture! Now she had the real thing standing only a few feet 
in front of her. 

Janet shuddered, feeling her cunt swell open, her pussylips bloat up and 
peel back while her clit pushed up from the surrounding slick flesh. 

"No, it's just that I ... well, I'm a little dizzy, that's all," she said 
with a nervous laugh. 

"Smoking?" Jack asked, his thick sensuous lips curling up mockingly 

"Oh no, I don't ... don't do that sort of thing," she said, feeling 
remarkably like a hayseed. 

Janet realized that her breathing was shallow and rapid and that Jack was 
picking up on it. She smoothed her fingers over her forehead, moving to the 
sofa. 

"Sorry. Lots of people are giving it up for alcohol. Good old booze. Guess 
it took a back seat for a while, but it's coming back," Jack said, moving 
his legs apart. 

Janet's eyes raced to his crotch. She could make out the hefty swell of 
cockmeat there, pressing against the front of the trousers. Didn't he wear 
shorts? Was he hard? She shook her head, trying to drive out those kind of 
thoughts from her mind. Terrible, awful! She shouldn't be thinking things 
like that ... at least not here, in her mother's home! 

Jack smiled. "Maybe you could use a drink. I know you're a little young, 
but-" 

"No, I'm all right." 

She swayed forward. The next thing she knew Jack had her by the shoulders, 
supporting her. "Oh, what are you doing?" she gasped. 

His eyes answered the question-those bright blue eyes, mocking, laughing at 
her reluctance and her heat. What kind of man was he to touch her like that 
and make all her nerves stand up on end? 

"Maybe we oughtta go to Janie's and-" 

"Forget Janie, forget Hank." 

He was kissing her neck now. 

Janet closed her eyes, trying weakly to push him away. It was a joke. No, 
she didn't want him away, didn't want him to leave. All she could think 
about was to have him hold her tighter, harder, until she wouldn't be able 
to breathe! 

"Oh no, no ... this can't be happening!" 

Her fantasy man was coming alive. She felt his fingers hiking up her skirt. 
She hadn't bothered wearing panties, especially when she thought of the 
possibility of being fucked that night. And it was coming true. 

"I haven't ... haven't done this thing before ... I swear it. I ... oh, I'm 
so frightened!" she gasped, clinging to him. 

"Where's your room?" Jack asked, his voice thick, masculine. 

"I can't walk. I know I can't. I...." 

He picked her up, scooping her up in his arms. 

They went up the stairs, Janet feeling as if she were melting into his arms. 

When they reached the bedroom, Janet let her arms fall from Jack's neck. He 
was lowering her to the bed, fumbling with the buttons of her dress, 
reaching down to his crotch and unzipping his trousers. Janet looked 
heavy-lidded at him as she slipped off his shirt, then he opened her dress. 
His fingers were parting her dress. She felt the silken edge inch down past 
the tops of her tits, cling for a second on her large, red nipples. 

Then Jack lowered his mouth. 

Janet closed her eyes again, thinking of that magazine, thinking of how that 
man looked as he towered over that woman, filling her mouth with his dick. 

"Ohhhhh!" 

The touch of Jack's lips on her right nipple drove her crazy! Janet shifted 
her thighs from side to side, feeling juice bubble like crazy from her 
frothy slit. He sucked the hard nub of tit flesh between his teeth. Janet's 
cunt wet the bottom of her dress and the coverlet underneath. Jack slid a 
hand under the silk, grazing her belly. 

She was shaking now, her ass squirming on the bed, her thighs spreading for 
his hand. It felt good, sooo good. And when his finger slid into her cunt 
crack, she groaned loudly, kissing him hard on the mouth. She wanted a fuck, 
wanted to lose her cherry with this handsome stud. Janie had been right. He 
liked her, liked her a lot! She was doing things with him she had only 
dreamed about! "Oh fuck me, please fuck me!" 

Janet couldn't believe she was saying something like that to a complete 
stranger. But there it was, the words still echoing in the room. She 
tightened her cuntlips around his touch, the instinctive move of a young 
woman in heat. 

For a second she thought of Rex, thought of the way his slick tongue had 
felt sloshing in and out of her cunthole. God, no, no, she couldn't be 
thinking about animals at a time like this! The dog was outside, locked 
outside, she hoped. No longer would she call him up, spread her thighs, pat 
the side of the bed for him to climb up and force her down. No longer would 
she peer between her white, shivering thighs to see that furry head bobbing 
up and down between her legs. No, she was going to be fucked, really fucked 
by this man. 

"Ohhhhh baby, baby, baby," Jack groaned, finger-fucking, twisting his 
fingers in her cunthole while Janet moved her hips in an opposite direction. 
She increased the wild rubbing friction that way, made it feel as if she had 
a foot of cockmeat inside her. 

Jack reached down and pulled at his trousers. In a moment he was naked, his 
pants and shirt on the floor. 

Looking down, Janet saw the biggest cock ever-or so she thought! It had to 
be eight, maybe nine inches and two inches across! Something like that 
should be dangling from a bull! She edged away, feeling Jack's hand gripping 
her wrist. 

"You ain't never done this before. This is gonna be great," Jack said, 
smacking his lips, then rubbing his free hand over her cunt. "Aren't too 
many virgins running around." 

"No, I...." 

Janet felt panic. He was all over her, his hands pushing through her hair, 
his legs rubbing over hers, his belly humping against her stomach while his 
dick was sliding up and down over her cuntal slit. He was going to fuck her, 
going to pop her cherry! She panted hard, writhing under the hard-muscled 
body pinning her down against the bed. 

Then it happened! 

His slick cockhead was rubbing against her cunt. Jack slid his knees up, 
peeling her pussylips open, moving his dick against her hole. 

"Fucking," Jack whispered, flicking his tongue in her ear as he pushed his 
cock in. 

Janet felt her cuntlips spring apart, then snap shut tightly around the neck 
of his cock. He was twisting his body around so she could feel his cock 
working, working in farther as the spongy head reamed out her tight pink 
passage. It was wonderful, mind-blowing, the best feeling she had ever had 
in her short young life! 

Janet was babbling, throwing her head from side to side as Jack's cockshaft 
disappeared inch by thick, throbbing inch. It was wild having the 
realization of her fantasy right here in her own bedroom! Looking up, she 
saw Jack's dark, handsome face twisted with lust. Sweat plastered his long 
black hair against his forehead. Several strands hung rakishly over one eye. 
Another shiver went through her cunt. 

"Ohhh...." she groaned as she felt her pussy being stretched wide to take 
his fat cock. 

It was crazy. She felt the pressure in her cunt become more and more intense 
as Jack shoved in deeper. There were only four inches of cock inside her and 
at least five more to go! And Janet wanted all of his prick inside her. She 
was tired of being a virgin, tired of being frustrated, tired of having to 
turn to a dog for satisfaction. At least this was normal! 

"Fuck!" Jack pulled back a little, then shoved down hard. 

As his prick pierced her the virgin cunt, his cockshaft was grabbed by her 
velvety cuntal walls. And then the young man felt his dick run into 
something firm, a wall, a wall of virgin flesh. 

"Oh God!" 

Janet writhed against the mattress, feeling a flash of fear. Her cherry! He 
was going to pop her cherry! Instinctively the young girl drew back, but 
Jack held her firmly. 

"Hang on," he warned. 

"Nooooo!" 

Janet threw back her head, the cords sticking out on her neck while her 
fingers fluttered around Jack's chest. He bore down, tearing her pussy 
apart, ripping her cherry. With one massive shove Jack managed to have every 
inch of his dick rammed into her hot, simmering cunt. He lay down on her 
tits, his breath coming in gasps, sweat dripping off his forehead and chest. 

"Easy, easy," he whispered, caressing her cheeks. 

It had been as if lightning had struck her cunt. Janet had felt a tremendous 
shock of pain followed by a rushing feeling, the feeling of his dick 
plummeting to the end of her pussy. Now she lay quietly, concentrating on 
the throbbing sensation between her legs. Slowly, surely, steadily, the pain 
was melting away. 

Jack started moving, stirring up those wild sensations that had torn through 
her earlier. 

"It won't ever hurt again, will it?" Janet asked, clinging to him. 

"No, baby, never again. And I'm gonna make sure you're gonna forget about 
that pain. You won't remember anything except how you came with my dick 
inside you." 

His words thrilled Janet. She wiggled her hips, working her way up the thick 
base of his dick. Soon he was hammering away at her, his cock sliding over 
the convulsing folds of her cunt. She quivered all over. Her ass was jerking 
up and down, trembling. Her clit was swollen and hot, pulsing with a raging 
tickle that drew cries from her throat. 

She was fucking, fucking him back, her thighs tense. And then that moment of 
madness she had heard about washed over her. That madness was Jack's cock 
fucking her so beautifully. And then she was spinning around, bathed in a 
whirlpool of flashing lights as a wild orgasm crashed down into her cumming 
young cunt. 

 CHAPTER ELEVEN 

"Oh, ohhhh ... oh, you're still ... hard," she whispered, glancing down at 
Jack's crotch. 

His prick was as huge as ever. Biting her lip and grinning mischievously, 
Janet reached down and touched his prick. She heard Jack suck in a breath 
and knew at once he hadn't cum! 

"Oh, it's ... still hard." 

"Yeah, no sense in cummin' when I knew you'd still be hot. Girls like you 
usually like to cum a lot when they first get fucked." 

Janet blushed. He was used to girls like her. For a second, Janet felt 
incredibly cheap. Then she thought about Jack, about her fantasy, and she 
felt a warm rush of affection and heat wash over her. 

"But I'm pretty damned close," Jack added, sucking in a ragged breath as 
Janet traced her fingers along his balls. 

"What ... what do you want me to do?" 

She looked up and saw the answer in his eyes. Could she suck his cock? Could 
she actually wrap her lips around something like that and suck it? Then 
Janet thought about the woman in the magazine. The woman had sucked that 
stud's dick, running her tongue over it, stretching her lips around it. Of 
course she could do it. 

"What ... does it taste like?" she asked, feeling Jack's big hands guiding 
her. 

"Why don't you try it?" Jack said. 

Janet heard scratching sounds at the bedroom door. Rex! He had gotten into 
the house somehow! Perhaps the little swinging door at the bottom of the 
kitchen door had come open. The lock was old and rusty, and Janet had only 
been able to partially close it. When enough battering.... 

"Something wrong?" 

"The dog," she exclaimed, getting off the bed and then stopping. 

What would she do? Rex was barking now, clawing at the door. He would 
disturb everything in their lovemaking, probably arouse the curiosity of the 
neighbors. 

Jack pushed himself up on his elbows. "Well, let 'im in. I don't mind an 
audience if you don't." 

Janet blushed. How could she tell him what had gone on between her and the 
animal? She could imagine the laughter ringing through the room when he 
found out she'd been fucking the dog. 

"I ... oh, all right," Janet said, padding toward the door. She cracked it 
open, feeling the pressure of the dog's body against the door. 

"Nice dog," Jack commented as Rex trotted in, going straight for Janet's 
cunt as soon as she'd opened the door. 

Bending down, she smacked him sharply across the muzzle. He circled 
confusedly into a corner, putting his head down on his forepaws and staring 
up at her. 

"Stay," Janet warned, sliding back onto the bed. 

Jack grabbed the back of her head, guiding her mouth down to his crotch. He 
spread his knees so she would have room. Janet's heart felt as if it were 
about to tear right through her chest. She bent down, brushing her long hair 
from her eyes, smelling the pungent aroma washing up from his crotch. It was 
a wonderful smell, one that made her cunt juice up as the heat increased 
between her legs. 

"Ohhhhhh...." 

Her breath became ragged as she inched down, her lips inches away from the 
red glistening head of his cock. Jack was moving his ass back and forth, his 
balls jiggling. She was sitting on her haunches now in front of him. 

Jack slumped back down on the pillow and closed his eyes. 

"Suck it," he whispered. 

At first Janet wanted to get used to it, to taste it a little. She had 
already made up her mind that tonight she would take this man's cock in her 
mouth. She would suck it until she tasted his hot jizz boil out. 

"Do you get this done a lot?" she asked. 

"No, not that much," Jack groaned, hunching his body up from the bed, 
wanting to feel her wet mouth on his dick. 

"Oh, oh, yesss!" Janet whispered. 

Janet knew she had to make it good. She wanted to have Jack come back to 
visit her some more. She wanted to see him often. 

Rex whimpered from the corner of the room. 

"Bad dog," Janet hissed, then turned to gently lick Jack's dickhead again. 

Jack writhed, his lips parting and letting out a groan of delight. Janet 
extended her tongue until it covered almost half the underside of his 
cockshaft. Then she brought it quickly forward, pushing it back again. Jack 
was holding his breath. He was so tense that his entire body was shivering. 

"Oh, I didn't know it would make you feel like ... like that," Janet gasped, 
pulling her head up and staring at him. 

"Baby ... ohhhhh, baby...." 

Jack reached for her head, then fell back again. Behind her, Janet could 
hear Rex moving about, pacing from one end of the room to the other. She 
tensed, wondering what was wrong with him. She glanced back, shaking one 
finger at the animal. Then she steadied Jack's cock so she could lower her 
face once more. As she bent down, Rex put his front paws on the bed, tilting 
his furred head at her. 

"Back, back...." she whispered. 

Janet got on her hands and knees, bent down over Jack's jutting cock. 

"Ohhh, suck it...." 

Janet almost felt like fucking again. Just having Jack's dick inside her 
mouth, being in all fours hovering over him as he lay flat, excited her 
terribly. She wanted to climb up on top of that long, fat cock and lower her 
tender cunt over his cock. 

But Jack wanted what she was doing. And that made her want it for him twice 
as much. She wanted to do everything for her fantasy man. In the position 
Janet had taken it was easy to bob her head up and down, letting the spongy 
dickhead jab well into her throat. 

Janet found how to breathe in rhythm, discovered the easy rise and fall that 
made Jack wiggle and swear under his breath. She closed her eyes. Her lips 
sucked around the flared head of his prick, her teeth at times nicking it. 
Then she plunged almost down to Jack's balls. When she tried real hard, she 
could just touch his scrotum with her lip. 

Then, suddenly, a jab of fear shot through her when she knew Rex had climbed 
onto the bed behind her. She swung back with one hand. But the large German 
shepherd had ducked, nosing between her buttocks and wetting her crotch 
easily. 

"Oh no!" Janet gasped, spit oozing from her lips down over Jack's pulsing 
dickhead. 

"What's wrong?" 

"Nothing ... oh, that damned dog. Oh, he must think ... I don't know what he 
thinks, but...." 

Janet swatted back at the dog again. But Rex ignored her. He had worked her 
hot cuntlips apart and was now stroking them with his rough tongue. 

Janet was frantic with the fear of discovery, with the fear of possibly 
losing this man. And the sloppy noises Rex was making wouldn't go 
undiscovered for long. She hit back at the animal again. 

"Oh, I'm so embarrassed ... this awful dog!" 

Jack could see what was happening now. He was sitting up on one elbow, 
smiling strangely. 

"I don't blame him," Jack said. "You smell pretty damned good." 

"But I'm not a dog!" 

Janet whimpered half with shame, half with lust. Rex knew where to lick. 
Janet tried to pretend that nothing had happened. But as soon as she was 
kissing Jack's dick again, the animal brought his hot tongue up through the 
sloppy mess of her cunt. Janet trembled like a bitch in heat. 

"Rex!" 

Jack caught her wrist. 

"I don't mind if you don't. I kinda think it's a turn-on myself," he said. 

"But I'm so ashamed, I think I'll die!" 

Rex was growling as he wet the backs of her thighs, her asscheeks, her 
puffy, spit-soaked crack. 

"Forget it," Jack said, easing her down until her lips were on his cockhead 
again. 

Janet turned her head so she could suck the side of his veined dickshaft, 
tickle the hardness with her tongue until Jack groaned. That teasing, 
tickling wetness that rubbed her cunt open was almost the same that she was 
giving him. 

Janet let her head fall heavily over the cockshaft. Jack sounded like he was 
coming apart. Rex stuck his black nose partway into the opening of her cunt. 
Janet felt her cunt muscles convulsing around that invasion. 

The dog growled and drove his tongue in wild, lapping circles over her 
pussy. The hair curled along the sides of her cuntlips, wet with the dog's 
hot spit. It was so wonderful, so soft, so whisper-soft every time he 
brushed his tongue over her clit! 

"Jack, oh, the dog's licking me!" 

"Feel good?" he panted. 

"Yes, oh God yes!" 

"It's turnin' me on," he said, his laughter turning into a groan as Janet 
gave a sloppy lick over his piss-slit. That's where the jizz would erupt. It 
would fill her mouth, choke her maybe! 

"Unnghhh...." Janet moaned. 

Rex had centered his licking attention on her clit now. The dog was making 
her hot, really hot. She babbled around the shaft between her lips. Spit 
leaked from the corners of her mouth, gathering in drops on Jack's 
cockhairs. His balls were pulled up high in their sac from the tension of 
her teasing mouth. Janet searched for the most sensitive spots around his 
dick while Rex drilled his tongue into her pussy. Jack was pounding the 
mattress. 

Janet could feel Rex's fangs pressing against her soppy cuntlips, rimming 
the aching flesh around her clit. 

And then Jack came. Janet felt no spurt as she thought she might. No jet 
choked her. It was a subtle, bleachy taste that told her a droplet of cum 
had squeezed up his throbbing fuck tube. Janet shoved her tongue back and 
forth against his dickshaft. 

That was all Jack needed. A powerful spray blasted out of his dick, 
splattering against the back of her throat. Janet swallowed and gulped it 
down. It was easy, so much easier than she'd first thought. There was 
nothing so wrong with the way his cum tasted or smelled. It was sex, and she 
liked sex a lot. It would be something she always liked! 

"Ohhhhh, baby, take it!" 

Janet struggled to keep her concentration, to keep sucking hungrily at 
Jack's shooting dick. She knew Jack liked it when she swallowed. Hot 
dribbles of jizz seeped down her throat. Jack started shoving his hips 
frantically, and she struggled to keep his cock in her mouth. 

"Ohhhhhhh...." 

Rex bit at her thigh, then licked deep into the peeled-back membranes of her 
cunt. Janet quivered and groaned, gurgling as she bolted down more hot cum. 
Soon that hard cock in her mouth was softening. She felt it slip from her 
mouth. She fell sideways on the bed while Rex bumped his head hard against 
her thighs to keep them open. He was driving his muzzle against her cunt. 

And Jack was watching! She could barely see Jack as he crawled closer to the 
action! 

Janet couldn't stop the dog. And Jack was helping to make things happen! He 
was reaching down, holding her legs open for the horny dog! Janet saw the 
wildness in Jack's eyes, felt one hand close around her right tit while he 
kissed her passionately. She was confused, hot, excited. Man and dog! The 
images became blurred as she felt the dog rooting wildly against her 
blood-tight clit. 

"MMMMGMMMMMFFF!" 

Janet whimpered into Jack's opened mouth. His tongue drove into her 
cum-slicked throat while the dog's knobby cock danced under his belly. Then 
Janet felt the shooting spurts of doggie cum make hot lines on her ankle and 
leg. Rex was cumming, and Jack was kissing her, squeezing her tit at the 
same time. 

It was far too much for the girl to take. 

Janet thrashed madly on the bed, shoving her cunt up and down against the 
driving pink tongue that raped her. And it was good, so good that Janet knew 
she'd never be the same again. She pressed her mouth against Jack's neck, 
licking him like the dog was licking her cunt. Thrilling jolts of lust 
coursed through her pussy. Rex had fallen back, drained, wasted now. Another 
spasm rocked her, and she cried out to be touched. Her cunt sucked in air. 

Jack shoved three fingers into her slit. She felt him teasing her slit, then 
penetrate her convulsing cunt. She finished her orgasm with a cry of joy, 
thrusting her hips up against his fucking hand. 

"Ohhhhh yeah, baby, I'm gonna be seein' a lot of you. I'm gonna be stayin' 
here with Hank a long time and I wanna be around you all the time. Maybe 
even invite the pooch there in for a couple of sessions," Jack said. 

Janet sighed, dreamily leaning against his chest. She wanted him to call on 
her every night. She'd figure out an excuse for her mother. If her mother 
really wanted to know. 

"Happy, baby?" 

"Oh yes, yes," she babbled. 

One chapter of her life was gone, and gone along with it was that concept of 
her mother being an old maid. Perhaps her mother was ... but that was 
something to think about later. Now all she wanted to think of was this 
wonderful man, and this wonderful dog, and all the wonderful times ahead. 


THE END
