SISTER'S DOG FRENZY
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 school. Of shoplifting and
other petty, and not so petty, crimes. Of promiscuity and dangerous VD epidemics.
Ginger Halloway 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.
SISTER'S DOG FRENZY – 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 1

"Oh, fuck... wow!"
Ginger Halloway squirmed her naked ass on the wide bed, her ankles rubbing against
the wrinkled top sheet. She was breathing heavily as she kept her hand under her right
tit. The touch gave her a chill. The girl's first inclination was to stop touching. But her
mother wasn't home. Her two cousins were out too, and her brother was still at work.
No one at home except little Ginger, and she could do as she wanted. "God!"
The blonde teenager thumbed her nipple until it grew turgid and pushed up out of the
soft surrounding areola. The effect was electric. Ginger scooted down a little on the bed,
the back so her naked legs feeling so itchy and hot against the cotton top sheet. She had
taken off her halter earlier, having draped it carefully on the nearby nightstand. Now
her electric-blue shorts pressed sloppily up against her cuntlips. Ginger sighed. The
tickle of her nipple had started slick juices flowing between her cuntlips. When she
rocked her hips the heat spread. Oh, it was like something out of those erotic books
she'd been sneaking from her brother's bedroom!
Ginger felt the material snugging up between her puffy outer cuntlips. She was burning
for more sensation, more heat. Her breathing had grown shallow. Letting out another
sigh, the girl licked her dry lips, tossing her head against the pillow. The hand resting
on her belly was trembling, the fingers inching down toward her cunt.
She pushed her head up and turned to the right, staring back down at the filthy
magazine and the glossy picture on the page. An attractive blonde with the biggest tits
ever was sitting on some guy's face. He was touching her... her pussy with his mouth –
or at least, Ginger thought so. She couldn't see his face. But the expression on the
woman's face told Ginger he was doing wonderful things to her. And there between his
legs, jutting up from a black bush of cock hairs, was that man's prick! It was so big! His
cock was way bigger than anything Ginger and her girlfriends had seen in those dumb
sex education books.
Her cousins had told her a few things about what went on in Bakersfield the past years
– about some guy who had ten inches and tried to fuck as many girls at the school as
he could. They never did anything with him, they assured her. But... maybe next fall!
Ginger had tried to look shocked. But she couldn't stop giggling when she thought of
her two cousins pumping and humping against something that big. What a spring
vacation this was going to turn into! If her staid mother could only guess what the
three of them talked about way into the night hours!
"Uhhhh..." Another chilly shock was passing through her cunt.
Ginger flipped the page. Oh, wow! Now she could see the guy's face. He was darkly
handsome, his tongue visible now as it fucked into that woman's pussy! Ginger gasped.
She could see everything about that woman – everything! He was touching her clit,
licking his tongue against the tiny organ while sucking her cunt! And there in the
background Ginger could make out his prick-long, thick, the tip a dark purple.
Another page. This one made her feel all warm and fuzzy all over. He had her on her
back now, having thrust her legs up over his shoulders. He was fucking her, shoving his
big hunk of cockmeat into her cunt. The woman was going crazy! Her eyes were
glazed, half rolled up into her head while her spine was arched. Spit and cunt juice still
streaked her thighs and pussy.
Ginger's hand trembled as she rapidly flipped through the pages. Each one revealed
more and more of the fucking scene. The last page made her moan. The man had
pulled his cock out and was spraying the groaning blonde with his white-hot jizz. The
girl shoved her thumbs under the elastic waistband of her panties and pushed them
down past her knees. In a second she lay stark naked on the bed, her clit burning. The
magazine slid from the bed and fluttered to the carpeted floor. Ginger didn't care. She
had enough images in her mind to last her a lifetime!
"Uhhhhh..." Ginger tensed her ass, wallowing her shoulder blades against the mattress.
How her cunt burned! And there was nothing, nothing to take care of that burning
itch! Again Ginger thought of that handsome man and shuddered. What she would
have given to have someone like that crawling over her. She closed her eyes, tossing her
head about the pillow. Tangles of her long blonde hair splashed over her throat as she
thought about that man and his tongue. Oh, oh, she could almost feel it entering her
pussy! Ginger tried to imagine how she would crawl on top of him, her knees hugging
his body while her pussy was just over his face. She could feel his fingertips pressing
into his thighs, guiding her upward while he licked her hot flesh. And then in a second
he'd be tonguing her cunt, licking deep into her pussy while she rocked back and forth
over his mouth.
"Uhhhh... ohhhhh!"
Ginger brushed her fingers over the downy, plump cuntlips between her spread thighs.
Gingerly she pried her cunt slit open, bending her knees slightly, then letting them flop
back down to the bed. Oh, she was so hot, so very, very hot! Moving her hand around,
she wound up touching the tiny bead of her clit. A shock cut through her like the teeth
of a rusty saw.
It was wrong, so very wrong. Her mother.
Rhonda, had said something once, something Ginger couldn't quite remember yet. But
she remembered something about being in a bathtub playing, playing... Rhonda had
come in and said something. What it was Ginger couldn't focus in on. But it had made
her feel funny to touch her cunt. Of course now, a bomb couldn't have stopped the
blonde teenager.
"Far out..." Oh, of only her cousins were here. They seemed to know so much about
these sorts of things. Ginger was only learning. They'd tell her how to touch herself.
"Uhhhhh!"
Ginger began working her finger around in circles, adding another finger in a moment.
She could feel the muscles around her cuntal mouth growing tight, squeezing up
against her probing fingers. Ginger sighed. She could smell the heat of her body, that
vaguely pungent muskiness that came up from between her thighs. She liked that smell,
though she had never told anyone about that – not even her cousins Diane and
Wendy. Looking down her body, the girl could see that her nipples were growing dark
and jutting sexily out from the equally dark circles of flesh surrounding them. Oh, she
was very, very hot!
"Ohhhhh... wow... wow!" Ginger was using her middle finger. She rubbed it way down
her clit, then brought it slowly back up. She paused each time to give a lingering tickle
to her clit. The feel of those hot wet folds surrounding her finger was enough to make
her a little dizzy. "God... good, real good."
Ginger started jerking her body against the mattress. Her cunt was swollen, red around
the edges. Again the girl thought about that handsome man eating out the model's
pussy. She would have taken out all the money in her savings account to buy someone
like that man to fuck her.
Fuck! Oh, there she was, thinking about that naughty word and everything it meant
again! Ginger stopped her movement for a while, giggling and biting down on her
lower lip. Once more she thought about her mother, about all those lectures on waiting
for the right man to come along before going all the way. Well, Ginger wasn't sure
there was one right man. And the perky, spunky young blonde wasn't about to wait
around for years to find out.
Her flesh quivered as she bounced on the mattress. She moved her slim hips b k and
forth, pumping her ass up and down She let her fingertips just graze the tiny bulge of
her blood-filled clit. Immediately a rush of unfamiliar thrills made her head swim. Her
thighs felt as if they were on fire. The sensitive places between her toes and fingers were
tingling. Ginger shut her eyes. She began a bouncing, fucking rhythm. She spread her
legs wider, glancing at that magazine spread on the floor. She was licking her lips and
panting heavily.
"Oh wow... yes, ohhhh!"
Ginger was moving in a convulsive way across the bed. Her legs bent at the knees, then
flopped loosely down again. She dug at the mattress with her heels, tossing her
shoulders back and forth. Things were happening down there between her legs –
wonderful, wonderful things! Her blonde hair splashed over the pillow, tangling wetly
at the corners of her mouth.
On an impulse, Ginger found herself rolling onto her belly. Oh, it was so different this
way! She began pumping her ass up and down, fucking her cunt down onto her fingers.
The slick, wet folds of her pussy were clenching, actually grabbing at her two fucking
fingers. It was wild! And all the time, the teenager made sure her fingers were touching
her clit.
"Fuck... ohhhh... somebody, somebody fuck me!" Her voice was so low, so strangled by
her own lust. Ginger pumped her full-fleshed ass up and down. A fucking motion. That
was what it was. She wanted to fuck. "Ohhhhh... oh!"
Ginger's face was pinched as if she were in pain. But the girl experienced something far
different than ordinary pain.
The bed jerked violently as Ginger felt herself teetering on the brink of a climax. Yes,
she was going to cum, cum with those fucking fingers drilling into her pussy! Again she
thought of a man fucking her, and she was a little shocked to find the image of her
brother floating in her mind. Before she could think about that, a sound at the doorway
brought her somewhat back to reality.
Ginger twisted around, feeling as if she'd been found out. Shaking her head to clear her
blurred vision, she saw no one in the doorway. Apparently, the door must have swung
open on its own. The girl was about to go back to her finger-fucking when she caught
sight of something moving down below.
Navy! Her pet German shepherd, named after the service her father had fought and
died for! Ginger felt a blush redden her cheeks. He'd been watching her, obviously,
observing how she was satisfying herself.
"No! Go back downstairs, Navy!"
Ginger felt herself shivering, the lust still burning her thighs. But she wasn't about to
do anything more until she'd gotten rid of the dog.
"Navy, you heard me. Come on, go downstairs, get out of here."
The dog still stood in the doorway, his furred head cocked to one side while his tail
stood straight up in the air. He was a handsome animal.
She hadn't wanted to get out of bed. The itchy thrills were fading some, and she had so
wanted to keep up the tension. But Navy didn't appear to want to leave. She would
have to take him by the collar and push him out of the room.
"Come on, boy, come on. You're just being stubborn," Ginger groaned.
She swung her legs over the edge of the bed, standing up a little shakily. Ginger
stopped, her knees rubbing against one another as trickles of cunt juice ran down her
thighs. It was so good, so darned good having something like this happening to her.
She was hotter than she had ever been in her life. And as soon as she got rid of the
animal, she'd be back in bed fantasizing about her brother or whoever she chose to
think of.
"Come on, Navy... ohhhh!"
What on earth was that silly dog doing?
Ginger had only bent down to slip her fingers under his collar when Navy twisted his
head around and began licking at her thighs. She shivered, dropping her hand from the
collar and staggering back. "Navy!"
Dogs nosed around a lot. That was just natural. Usually just a slap on the nose or a
sharp word ended all that. But this was different. Somehow, Ginger felt suddenly
threatened. She drew her hand up over her cunt, feeling as if the dog's tongue had
scalded her flesh.
"Just... just get out of here, Navy. Please, just leave!"
Ginger backed up until she felt the backs of her legs brushing against the mattress. The
dog remained in the doorway, staring at her. His dark-brown eyes seemed to be
burning sexily. It was weird, too weird for her to think about. For one mad second, the
teenager thought he was going to attack. But then Ginger remembered she had been
the one who had picked him out, who had loved and played with him. Why would he
turn on his mistress now?
"Back, Navy."
The handsome three-year-old German shepherd advanced. He was sniffing the air.
Ginger blushed furiously. He was smelling her hot, juicy cunt. She watched with
growing worry as his black nostrils quivered. His tail began wagging slowly. Yes, he had
been watching her finger-fuck herself. And now he had come in to take care of her. Oh,
what on earth was she thinking of? That was so silly!
"Out, Navy, out... and I mean... oh no, what are you doing?"
The dog moved forward quickly, leaping up and knocking his forepaws against her
thighs. Ginger let out a helpless cry, her arms flailing out to either side of her body.
"No!"
Falling backward, the girl wound up bouncing on her back. The bed squeaked and
groaned while the headboard clattered angrily against the wall. That dog. That awful
dog was doing this! Ginger tried to fight back up, curling her fingers into tight fists and
beating back at the dog. But Navy was dodging her hands, barking and growling while
crawling all over her naked twisting body.
"Stop this! Oh, please..."
It couldn't happen. Ginger wouldn't let it. She had heard stories about women who did
this sort of thing – bad women in Mexico, she guessed, who let animals fuck them for
money. But she wasn't like that at all. And here this dog, this horrid dog was touching
her all over!
"Navy, no, oh God, this can't be happening to me... no, I won't... I won't!"
Ginger tried twisting around on her side. But then she found the animal was trying to
mount her. She felt him rubbing his furred undersides against her right hip. Something
terribly hot was rubbing up against her ass. Ginger let out a helpless cry, jerking her
body up until her forehead struck the headboard.
"Back, back... down."
Ginger twisted around until she was on her ass once more. Jerking her knees up, the
girl tried kicking the dog off the bed. But Navy was diligent. He stayed with her,
touching her all over with his tongue. Gradually, Ginger settled down. She could now
feel the slick wetness of her cunt. She felt the inner cuntal walls rubbing together as she
squirmed around on the wide bed. The dog moved forward again, placing his forepaws
on her thighs. He was wedged between her legs, staring up at her with those
penetrating brown eyes of his. It was as if he were waiting for permission. Well, Ginger
wasn't about to give anything to him. Why she just lay there, the girl wasn't sure. Then
the dog dropped his head, sticking his long black snout under her hot cuntal mound.
The touch was electrifying! Ginger curled her fingers, digging them into the mattress
while hunching up against the dog. He was going to lick her pussy, eat her out just like
that man in the magazine was eating out the blonde model!
"Uhhhh..." Ginger felt her shoulders shaking for that touch. He was wetting her cunt,
licking her pussy. She could hear the big dog whining, feel him wiggling his strong
body from side to side as he stood above her on the bed. "No, oh no, doggie... oh Navy,
what are you doing to me?"
Slowly, Ginger lowered herself to the bed, letting out a long, low sigh of studied joy.
The first touch of his tongue had made her buck with fear. But now the girl wasn't too
sure of all this. All Ginger knew was that she was hot – very, very hot. And that
wonderful dog was taking care of her cunt.
"My God... I don't believe this," the girl whispered to herself.
Navy moved forward, possessively placing his paws across her thighs. He was doing it.
Fucking her cunt with his tongue. And how the girl loved it.
Fucked by a dog! The thought rattled about in her brain as Ginger let the dog slowly
take over.


Chapter 2

"Uhhh... oh Navy, do it! Oh yes, yes, do it to me!"
Ginger wriggled around in the bed, stretching her arms behind her and curling her
fingers around the poles of the Mediterranean-style headboard. She stretched prettily
out on the bed, rubbing her ankles back and forth against the mattress as the big dog
licked deep into her cunt. Oh, it was all too good to be true!
Ginger pressed one hot cheek against the crushed pillow. Slowly, she let her legs fall
apart, admitting more of Navy's tongue into her crotch.
"Damn..."
Ginger had never used swear words in her life until now. Oh, what that hot tingle
could do! She was crying out for someone to fuck her. And now she was swearing at
the dog, rubbing her naked legs up against his warm sides while letting him do all those
terrible things to her.
His tongue slopped over the inner flesh of her thigh. Each lap was bringing out more
juice flooding from her pussy. Ginger winced, twisting to the right, then twisting to the
left as that tongue lapped deep. Instinctively, Ginger was opening herself to the dog,
inching her knees up and out. She could feel her cuntlips unsticking, peeling back and
apart for the big dog.
"That's it... uhhhh!"
Was there anything wrong with this? Ginger didn't think so. As she writhed under the
dog's spearing tongue, the young teenager giggled and sighed as he nuzzled his black
nose between her swelling cuntlips. Oh, he was smelling and tasting her pussy.
"Navy... good doggie... good doggie... That's it, boy."
It was unreal! Ginger felt her head growing lighter as the hot, itchy thrills increased.
She could hardly breathe right now! Her chest was tight while those scratching paws
were drawing out more and more sensation from her pulsing pussy.
Gently, tenderly, Navy was stretching his long pink tongue around her tiny inner
cuntlips. He petted her clit as if he knew what that tiny organ was. Ginger let out a
crying sound, her face red and pinched while her fists pounded against the headboard.
Oh, she didn't know how long she could take that tickle!
The girl could feel his hot, panting breath tickle through her cuntal curls. Her sphincter
snapped shut while her tits jiggled like bowls of pudding. All Ginger could think of
now was what was happening to her down there between her spit-slicked thighs. She
pranced her ass high off the mattress, pushing her dripping cuntal mound hard against
the animal's snout. Yes, oh yes, she wanted more tongue, more of that wonderful
licking dog-tongue in her cunt.
Dropping her arms, Ginger pushed her hands forward, reaching down to her belly. She
felt with her fingers at the squishy mess between her thighs. Then she felt the dog's
tongue. Yes, it was wonderful! Navy was licking at her knuckles, brushing his tongue
up, then over to her palms.
"Oh yes, do it, do it, do it!"
Navy was growing more and more wild. He whimpered, his hindquarters prancing
madly against the sheet. Ginger thought she could hear the material tearing under his
strong claws. And all the time, he was licking deep into her cunt, wetting down her
palms.
"Yes... oh, Jesus Christ in heaven, yes, oh, oh, yesssss!"
Her words echoed strangely in the large bedroom as Ginger pitched heavily against her
rocking bed. She was moving her ass up and down in fucking movements, giving the
animal more of her cunt to eat.
Navy could see the exciting changes in her attitude and licked harder. He whimpered,
bathing the rounded bottoms of her asscheeks with her tongue, then moving back up to
her wet cunt.
"Uhhhh... fuck!" Ginger moved her fingers up to the dog's head and scratched him
behind the ears. How her clit burned from the steady, licking friction. And how that
dog-tongue kept touching all the right places. It was as if he knew just what to do.
"Ohhhhhh... Navy!"
Ginger was going wild. She gasped and babbled to him as he tongue-fucked her. Then a
wild thought struck her. All the talk about her virginity, about her morality had
evaporated in a flash. It was as if Navy were a nuclear bomb that was vaporizing all
thought in the girl's mind except fucking.
Ginger was breathing with wheezing sounds through her flared nostrils, her eyes wide
while sweat streaked her face. Slowly, inch by agonizing inch, the girl began raising her
knees, drawing them back until they were nearly pressing against her tits. Fucking. Yes,
she wanted that beast fucking her.
"Doggie... oh do it, do it!"
She moved her ass up and back, little by little increasing the speed of that move. The
stiff tickle of his coat against her thighs made her go wild. Drool oozed from the
stretched corners of her lips as Ginger thought more and more about letting Navy fuck
her.
"Oh Navy, yes...yes!"
Ginger kicked one leg high in the air, crooking it at the knee and petting the animal
excitedly with her toes. What was he doing? Was she going crazy? Ginger didn't know.
The young blonde pitched against the animal once more, working her ass around in
circles. She cried excitedly through her nose, her nostrils burning with the air she
sucked in. The more she moved about, the more pleasure she brought to herself. If only
she could have that dog fucking her!
The thought filled her with increasing wildness. Ginger tilted her pussy, feeling the
dog's tongue rimming the tight pulsing circles of her cunt muscles. Then he began
fucking his tongue into her hot pussy. Ginger petted him excitedly.
"Good dog, good... oh, good dog!"
But he brushed over her cunt once more and licked against her tight little asshole.
"Oh no, no Navy, please... please lick over here again."
The animal's tongue found her cunthole again and he rose slightly from the bed,
searching deep with his powerful tongue. Navy found those sensitive places again.
Ginger went wild, feeling her cuntal walls spasm. She could feel those muscles trying to
grab hold of the dog's black nose. She was on the edge of one hell of a big climax. The
muscles in her body were tensing, growing hard, spasming while the pulse in her clit
increased to a maddening rhythm, ^o, no, she couldn't hold back much longer. The big
muscles in her ass were cramping right now. She kicked her feet again, fanning her toes
until they cramped as well.
The dog slowed down his rubbing friction, tilting her head and staring up curiously at
the young girl.
"Oh, do it, do it!"
Ginger's voice was strained and high-pitched. She couldn't stop herself from twisting
her pussy up against the dog's licking maw. The touch of that tongue, the feel of the
bristly hair around his nose was too much!
Navy let out a little yelp then nuzzled up tightly against her drooling pussy once more.
She felt her pussy filling with more and more dog-tongue. If that man in the magazine
were fucking her now, fucking that long cock in her pussy, Ginger was sure her cunt
would be milking his cock now. The thought hurried her into the hurricane of her
climax.
"Cummmmmm!" Ginger bucked her ass against Navy's parted jaws. Nothing in the
world, she thought, could match the feel of the dog's maw against her cunt. The girl
raked her fingers over his fur, drowning in her own lust. "Uh... uuuuhhhhh!"
Then something happened, something that blew Ginger completely away.
Navy pulled his nose from her cunt, giving a final lap of his tongue against her clit. The
girl let out a frustrated yelp, about to reach forward and drag his face back into her
cunt. At that point the German shepherd mounted her. Oh dear God, he was mounting
her – and in a human style! "Nooooo!"
It freaked Ginger completely. He had climbed onto her upraised legs, his forepaws
touching her inner thighs. Navy moved carefully, his tail sticking straight out from his
ass. Up, up he climbed, putting more and more pressure on the backs of her legs. His
muscular weight pressed her thighs up against her tits, peeling her cunt completely
open.
"Oh God!"
And then something very hot and pointy was pricking at her cunt. His cock! Ginger
wanted to see it. But the wild storm of fuck-lust sweeping through her right now kept
her head rolling on the pillow. Ginger dragged her fingernails across the mattress,
tearing at the material while the dog began dipping his ass. Again and again, the girl
felt his cock touching her cuntlips. And every time there was that touch, she felt her
pussylips squeezing shut, her cuntal walls snapping shut on nothing.
"Uhhhhh... ohhhh, Navy, Navy, do it, do it to me!"
The dog was drooling. Some of his hot, greasy spit splashed onto her belly and tits.
Ginger didn't care. She was wallowing her shoulder blades against the mattress, letting
the dog hunker down and try to fuck her.
"Fuck me... uhhhh!"
His paws scraped along her thighs. Twice, the animal had nearly fallen off the girl. He
moved a little higher up, his panting breath blowing in her face. Ginger winced.
Something very hard and bumpy was pressing steadily against her pussy now. Oh yes,
yes, he was fucking her, actually fucking his prick into her cunt!
"Uhhhh..." It was wild. Never had she had something bigger than her fingers in her
pussy. And now the animal was braced around her, holding onto her while fucking his
cock into her pussy. Ginger stiffened, staring straight ahead in terrible concentration.
"Ohhh, do it, fuck me!"
Navy growled back, throwing his head around while dipping his doggie-hips down and
forward. He was shoving his cock in little fuck thrusts, drilling up into her cunt. Ginger
groaned, brilliant flashes of orange-yellow light exploding in front of her eyes as the
animal began fucking deeper and deeper.
"Oh, yes, yes, do it, do it."
She could hear him licking his black, rubbery lips. And then there was the wet,
smacking sound of his cock fucking in and out of her pussy. He was fucking deeper.
And then she could feel his cock touching something inside her pussy. Oh, he was
going too far! No, not her cherry! Something told the girl not to let the dog fuck out
her cherry. Not now! No, that was something she couldn't accept yet. "Navy... no!"
Reaching around, Ginger braced both hands against the dog's furred belly and pushed
back. He kept fucking her, growling at this sudden protest. But at least now the shoving
cock-thrusts weren't as deep. Ginger sighed with relief while more and more hot cunt
juice flooded from her pussy.
Then the dog began to shoot his cum-load.
Somehow, the girl managed to keep her hands braced against the dog while exploding
again and again into climax. Her cum was achingly explosive, the spasms hitting her
again and again. The dog was howling too, twisting his head around, his body pitching
around while he shot dog-cum into her cunt. Ginger tossed her head from side to side,
feeling those hot gouts of doggie-cum eating into her cuntal walls like acid!
"Oooowwww... ughhhghghhh!"
It was like nothing she had experienced in her life! She couldn't seem to get enough
fucking. It was wonderful, feeling herself peeled open like that, halved, speared like
some fish. She pitched and yelped, still mindful of keeping the dog's cock from ripping
her cherry.
When Ginger opened her eyes again, she found Navy lying next to her. She'd been
hugging his strong, soft-furred body against her. A swirl of thoughts came at her. What
if she hadn't been quick enough to stop the animal from tearing her cherry? Would she
get sick or something from all that dog-cum entering her body? Ginger shuddered,
stroking the animal's fur softly. Again she hugged the big beast lovingly, and Navy let
out a heavy sigh.
"Good dog... good dog."
Ginger knew she'd have to be getting up soon. Her cousins would be coming home
soon. Her brother would be nosing around, probably looking for his magazine to jack
off to in the bathroom. And her mother would be here. Ginger groaned. What would
her mom think if she knew what her young daughter had been doing? Ginger let out a
sharp laugh, frightening the snoozing big dog into barking.
"That's okay, Navy, okay." Ginger felt nicely warm, relaxed. It was a feeling she wanted
to have for a long, long time. She sat up slowly on the edge of the bed, ruffling the
doe's fur as she smiled lazily and stared out the window. "Crazy dog. You're a real
crazy dog. You know that?"
The dog's tail wagged happily.
"Okay. We'd better take care of this so nobody finds out."
Even her naughty cousins, she thought, wouldn't be able to handle this one. Certainly
her mother and brother would freak. Moving around, padding on her bare feet, Ginger
picked up the magazine and walked quickly down the hall to her brother's room. She
cracked the door open gingerly, stepping into the bedroom. Even with Brad gone,
Ginger felt funny about coming in here. There were all those athletic trophies staring at
her accusingly. Ginger felt guilty, but over what she wasn't quite sure. She opened the
top drawer of his bureau, slipping the dog-eared magazine in with the other girlie
journals. Brad sure had a lot of them. There were more magazines with women getting
fucked in every way. Ginger ran her fingers over some of them, felt a cold tingle along
her spine, then shoved the drawer shut. Navy was behind her, nosing the backs of her
legs again.
"Haven't you had enough?"
Quickly Ginger slipped from her brother's room, closing the door quietly behind her.
"Now, you've got to be a good dog and not follow me all around, okay?"
Navy whimpered, wagging his tail. He licked her right palm, nuzzling up against her
legs.
"God, I hope he understands."
Eating. That was one thing Navy loved to do. Ginger moved quickly through the
upstairs hall, padding down the steps and into the kitchen where she pulled out a bag
of dog biscuits and poured them into the bowl. Navy barked happily, nuzzling his
yellow bowl, then munching at the food.
"Thank God."
Ginger could feel the cum oozing down her legs. She had to shower, soap out her pussy
and then somehow act normal when her family came home. Stepping into the shower,
Ginger concentrated the warm spray on her tits and belly. The small, stinging drops
made her gasp as she soaped her still-swollen cunt.
The dog had done much for her. He had taken the edge off her arousal. But still Ginger
was curious about how his prick would have felt tearing through her cherry. He would
have been in her all the way, then, really fucking her. She would have been filled with
cockmeat, the way a woman was meant to be filled.
The thought of having something that hard and hot stretching her out inside made the
girl tremble. She leaned heavily against the white plastic shell of the shower, her toes
curling as the water gurgled down the drain. How hot she still was! Just the thought
now of having Navy fucking his cock all the way in made her cunt pulse. And she bad
just climaxed!
"Are you in there, Ginger?"
There was a sharp rap at the door. Her mother, Rhonda!
"Yes, Mother. I'm just taking a quick shower. I'll be right out."
Ginger felt something like guilt begin to cloud her mind. But she pushed those
thoughts away. There was no time for that. Her lips curled into a smile. There was
wonderful, beautiful Navy. Soon, Ginger knew, she would overcome that last hangup
and let the dog fuck her all the way! Wouldn't that be nice?


Chapter 3

"Those girls..."
Rhonda brushed a whisp of her golden-blonde hair from her eyes, leaning against the
table. The top was littered with the remains of dinner. Dirty plates were scattered about
while stains dotted the once-fresh white cloth. Thank goodness her sister sent Wendy
and Diane here to Los Angeles only once a year.
Sighing, she began gathering up the dinner dishes. It was going to be another long
night.
Diane and Wendy had conned – yes, that was the word for it – conned her into letting
Ginger go with them to a double feature at the Sherman Oaks Galleria. "Damn!"
A shock thrilled her pussy as she wondered if the three of them were going out there to
pick up boys. Sex. It had been so long, so very long since she had had a man. Rhonda
left all that behind her, she thought, when she raised Ginger. Fucking had never been
that great with her late husband Fred. Why should she try again with another clod?
But there were still those long nights when Rhonda burned for a man's touch. Tonight
was one of those. Her son had called. He was going to be late again. Another few hours
extra at the garage. Well, that would pay his college tuition. But there would be this big
empty house to stay in, tapping her fingers, waiting for a call from her daughter.
Or would there?
A quirky smile crossed Rhonda's lips as she quickly picked up the dinner plates,
stacking them rather carelessly in the dishwater with a loud clatter. Grabbing an old
dishcloth, Rhonda wiped the crumbs from the table, scattering them in the sink. It
wasn't the best clean-up job in the world. But the achey hot tension between her thighs
was growing more and more intense. And there was definitely one way she could solve
that problem. "Navy..."
That was the one thing she could thank her late husband – for providing her with a
name for the handsome German shepherd. The sound of his nails skittering across the
kitchen floor made her heart skip a beat. Rhonda smiled again. It was a perfect revenge.
Her husband had rarely touched her, whoring with all those sluts in downtown San
Diego and leaving her alone with Ginger. Well, the Navy would pay her back one way
or the other. The small pension she got was hardly enough to keep her body and soul
together. But Navy – this Navy – would satisfy her the way the U.S. Navy and her
husband could never do.
The dog was swarming around her legs. She drew in a ragged breath, closing her eyes
and clutching at the porcelain edge of the sink. It was so good, so damned deliciously
good feeling his snout pressing up against her thigh.
"Good dog, good Navy. You know what I need," Rhonda smiled.
The animal seemed to understand her, nosing her dress up, his bushy tail brushing up
sexily against her inner thighs. Rhonda looked out the window once more as if to check
for Peeping Toms. What a surprise they would get if they could see her now!
"This way, Navy. Come on, boy, you know the way by now."
Rhonda switched on the washer, hearing the water hissing. She would be doing her
domestic thing while at the same time satisfying the itchy hot hunger devouring her
cunt.
How good it was, how oddly good it felt having that animal trailing her up the stairs.
He kept swarming around her ankles, nearly tripping her. Rhonda stopped for a
moment, gripping the oak handrail while one foot rested on the first step. Navy was
going a little crazy, whimpering through his snout while nosing up against her thighs.
She loved that sensation, the feel of his hot breath on the sensitive inner flesh of her
legs. She felt giddy, weakened.
What was it that made him touch her like that?
A wild silly question. Of course Rhonda knew what it was. He could smell her hot cunt,
and knew what was about to happen up there at the top of the stairs. Impatient, he was
pushing her, shoving her up the stairway, wanting to get another taste of her cunt –
another hot fuck, Rhonda thought wryly as she looked down at the prancing German
shepherd.
"Come on, boy. You're always hotter than my husband ever was."
The hours of questioning, of guilt, of self-accusation over fucking with an animal had
long since faded into the dark. Rhonda wasn't going to bore herself with questions of
the Tightness or wrongness of fucking dogs. Of course, she was very puritanical about
her upbringing of Ginger. Her daughter could never know about this. There was
enough craziness going on in the world. The teenager needn't know about her mother's
little peculiarity. Rhonda was certain Ginger thought her a prude. And that was what
she wanted her to think – for her own good.
Rhonda was shaking when she reached the top of the stairs, still clinging to the
handrail so hard her knuckles turned pale. Oh, dear God, this was a severe attack of
horniness! Navy would have to really perform this evening to satisfy her. She moved,
feeling a scream of frustration about to explode in her throat. But she couldn't scream
now. That would frighten the animal away. She moved forward, one leg in front of the
other, the rubbing movement of her cuntlips against one another driving her mad.
She reached her room, feeling the shepherd rushing in behind her. He moved around,
pushing his nose hotly against her puffy cuntlips. Rhonda trembled again. How she
loved feeling the sheer nylon of her panties being pressed up between the puffy lips of
her cunt.
"Navy... ohhhh!"
Rhonda locked the door, criss-crossing her arms and skinning off the red-and-white
striped sweater. Her tits lifted from her chest with the friction, her nipples tingling at
the rubbing touch of the wool sweater. Navy was circling her wildly now, butting her
thighs apart with his head. Somehow, Rhonda made it to the bed, turning around and
settling her firm ass on the mattress.
She spread her legs, hiking up her skirt to her thighs. There was no shame, no
hesitation about what she wanted the animal to do. Navy knew it and plunged forward,
running his tongue over her panty crotch. In a second the silken material was soaked
through. Peering down, Rhonda could easily see her curly pussy hairs through the
soaked white material. She liked this – the teasing, the foreplay before they got down to
serious fucking. The woman rubbed her naked soles over the back of the tonguefucking dog.
"Good, Navy... that's it, lick me... ohhh, that's so good." Rhonda slid her hands behind
her, bracing her body on the bed while the dog feasted on her pussy. "This is gooood."
Rhonda could smell herself now. It was that lusty, musky odor that turned both her
and the dog on. The smell of her cuntjuice was something she knew Navy liked. He
growled, lifting his right paw and putting it possessively on her thigh. He was twisting
his furred, handsome head around now, shoving it forward and sticking his tongue
deep into the opening between her legband and her thigh. He wanted to touch her
pussy, to slip his tongue around into her cunt.
Squirming around, Rhonda slipped off her skirt, still keeping her spit-soaked panties
on. The dog's tongue lapped noisily at her crotch. She could feel the surface of Navy's
tongue grazing one exposed cuntlip. She gasped from the tickle, her body jerking as if
someone had touched an electric wire to her legs.
"Ohhhh, Navy... that's it, that's it... do it to me, doggie!"
Rhonda slowly raised her legs from the floor, swinging them around until the heels
rested on the bed before her. Navy took the hint and jumped onto the broad king-sized
bed. The weight made the mattress sag just below her feet. Rhonda sighed happily,
running her toes once more through the thick fur of the animal's body.
He was wedging his strong body between her thighs now, licking down deep into her
crotch. He'd managed to get around the tight-fitting elastic legband of her panties and
now was lapping at her cunt.
"Oooohhhh..." This was enough foreplay.
With a groan, Rhonda raised her ass from the bed, shoving her thumbs under her
panties and pushing them down over her knees and ankles. The dog growled low in his
throat, bracing his paws on the mattress as he pressed up and in. Her knees shook. One
wet, loving lick rubbed over her clit. Rhonda thought she was going to die. Arching her
back, wallowing her shoulders against the mattress, pushing her head into the pillow,
the woman bit blood from her bottom lip. Too good.
Rhonda was snapping legs hard against the dog's sides, pressing the insides of her
knees lovingly against Navy's ribs. Hot, furry and hard. Yes, that was what she loved,
what she wanted!
"Good doggie... gonna fuck me tonight, doggie? Gonna fuck Rhonda tonight, Navy?"
The animal pulled his nose out of her furry cuntal thicket, smacking his lips. Those
eyes! That expression! There was something suggestive of human intelligence in that
look that made her shudder! Had she lost her mind? Had she gone completely insane
in letting this dog lick her pussy and fuck her – and then thinking he was nearly
human?
Rhonda, pushed that question from her mind. No questions. No guilt. Nothing but the
slick, wonderful wet friction of the dog's tongue licking her into a frenzy, to be followed
by something far greater. It was something even her husband couldn't approximate at
his best.
The dog's tongue explored higher. He moved along the insides of her thighs, purposely
avoiding her cunt. Rhonda groaned and growled, twisting her body around, nearly
feeding him her pussy. The chilly feverish heat racing through her pussy made the tiny,
protective muscles around her cuntal mouth contract and spasm.
Navy was grunting with excitement. He shoved forward, licking and lapping at those
tender cuntlips.
"Yes, oh yes!"
He was pressing his claws up against her ass now. Rhonda loved it, loved every damned
second of this tongue-fucking. Putting one shaky hand down on her cuntal mound, she
could feel his tongue lapping up and down her pussy. She could feel his tongue lapping
up and down her pussy. She couldn't stand it any longer. She was going to cum if she
let the animal do this to her. Rhonda had other plans for her climax.
"Move, Navy... that's it, boy, come on and let Rhonda move around."
The dog pulled back, sitting on his haunches and whimpering. Rhonda loved to see him
in that position. His prick was just starting to poke through the gray furry cock sheath
protecting it. She could see the red pointy cockhead sliding forward. In a second, his
hard-on would be fully extended-long, red, knobby and wet, ready for her pussy.
"Good doggie," she said breathlessly, twisting around until she was on her hands and
knees.
Rhonda loved this position best. She loved the sexy pull of her tits as they swung
forward, the nipples brushing up against the coverlet. Spreading her thighs, she felt the
seepy wet heat spreading to all parts of her body. A trickle of perspiration ran
maddeningly through her cunt hairs, dripping down from her body. Rhonda dipped
and wagged her ass in front of the panting animal, feeling more and more like a bitch
dog, herself. Yes, a bitch dog, wallowing in the gutter, waiting for her German shepherd
lover to mount her, and fuck her!
"Fuck me, Navy... oh God, stick that thing in me now... ohhh, please."
The big gray German shepherd began licking her asscheeks. Up and down he drew his
tongue, letting it slide into her cunt at times.
Rhonda cried out. It was so wonderful, so good. There was a steady pulsing itch in her
cunt. Her pussylips were red and hot, while her clit seemed to burn more than before.
"Do it, Navy... oh God, do it!"
A paw scratched at her ass. Then another, and finally she felt the animal start crawling
on top of her.
"Uhhhh!"
Rhonda dipped her ass, the pulses in her cunt continuing. They dragged life from her,
it seemed. Slowly, the desperate woman rocked her hips. The subtle friction of her
inner cuntal surfaces rubbed against her clit. Oh, it was so delicious! The woman
moved her hips around faster and faster, feeling the dog sliding onto her ass. "That's it,
boy!"
He was all the way on top of her now, his furry underbelly pressing against her spine.
Rhonda began to perspire. She felt his forelegs curling around her ribs. His
hindquarters moved frantically behind, bumping up against the backs of her legs.
Rhonda twisted partially around, staring back at the big animal above her. It was wild!
And how she wanted more of it! Oh yes, she wanted him fucking her hard, fast!
"Oh yes, boy, yes, do it to me now! Ohhh, that's a good doggie!"
Navy moved his hindquarters back a little, pulling his fully extended hard-on around
until the pointed cocktip brushed up against Rhonda's cunt. The woman sucked in a
deep breath and held it, her heart pounding so damned hard she thought it would tear
through her chest.
"Ohhhh, fuck me!"
Rhonda's head drooped. Her eyes glazed and went out of focus. She had both hands
spread apart on the bed now, her forehead brushing up against the crushed pillow.
Navy was fucking her. Yes, as God was her witness, she could feel the animal's pointed
prick pushing into her cunt. She could almost hear the sounds as her pussy cinched
down on that invading dog-cock.
"Uhhhh... oh yes, yes, do it... oh, God, yes, fuck me!"
It was starting to drive her crazy. She was all the way open, her cuntlips swollen
completely back as the animal fucked her.
Navy moved quickly now, his narrow, powerful doggie-hips fucking back and forth.
Rhonda loved that feeling, loved the rubbing sensation of those slick cock-bumps
sliding against her clit. Her thighs chilled and burned while more and more cunt juice
seeped from her fucked pussy. Once again, Rhonda felt her cuntal muscles spasming,
sucking at the invading cock. Her fingers curled, clawing at the pillow while Navy
fucked hard and deep.
"Uhhhh... oh! Oh! Oh!"
Rhonda cried out each time Navy fucked in. She felt his furry little balls slapping up
against her asscheeks. She twisted around again, feeling him nestling his head in the
valley between her jutting shoulder blades. His tail swung around against the tops of
her heels while she spread her knees a little farther, tightening the opening of her
pussy. It was so wonderful, so... so exciting!
"Fuck, fuck..."
Rhonda tossed her head around, feeling her long blonde hair splashing over her
knuckles. Close. She was so darned close to cumming. And the big dog seemed to know
it. Oh yes, she could tell. He was fucking her faster, whining and whimpering above her
while tightening his grip around her chest. And then in a second Rhonda felt herself
starting to come. She could feel the hot rushing tickles that maddened the ruby bulge of
her clit.
She filled the air with her cries, her body nearly collapsing to the bouncing, jerking bed.
Somehow she managed to stay in that crouching position as she felt her cunt soften
around Navy's cock, then tighten up once more. Her cunt was milking the dog's prick,
holding tightly onto it while drawing it deeper into her fuckhole.
"Uhhhh... ohhh, fuck me, fuck deep! Oh, come on, boy!"
The dog let out another high-pitched whine and held on tightly. She could feel
something spraying out of his prick. Oh yes, he was cumming, firing his load into her
cunt. Rhonda cinched her eyes shut, jerking her ass up and down for all she was worth
while the breathtaking spasms surged through her cunt.
"Uhhhhhh..."
And then it was over. Rhonda was lying flat on the bed, cum oozing from her pussy
slit. She'd done it again. Smiling dreamily, the woman soothed her fingers over the
pillow in front of her while drawing her knees up a little. Where was Navy? Lifting her
head with some effort, Rhonda shook the hair from her eyes and looked around. There
he was, curled at the side of the bed, licking his shrinking red prick. Rhonda shivered,
drawing one of the covers over her shoulder.
She remembered the first time she had let the dog fuck her. It had felt a little dirty then.
It wasn't so dirty right now.
Getting up from the bed, Rhonda eyes her watch and decided it was time to shower.
"Later, boy. Later," she whispered, letting the dog out of the room and wondering how
this would all end.


Chapter 4

"You sure you weren't in my room?" Brad asked.
Ginger felt a blush starting at the base of her neck. Small beads of perspiration were
forming along her arm. She couldn't look at her brother and tell him the truth. Then
somehow she'd have to tell him about the dog, and nothing could drag that story from
her.
"Sure. Maybe it was Wendy or Diane," Ginger said unevenly, glancing into the living
room.
It was after dinner, two nights after Rhonda had fucked with the dog. The two girls
were giggling in front of the television while watching some rock star.
"Sorry. Thought somebody'd been rifling through my drawer." Brad stared at her for a
moment, then shrugged his broad shoulders.
Ginger knew she was off the hook for a second. She hated implicating her cousins, but
she knew Brad wouldn't interrogate them. They were guests.
Wendy let out another scream of delight, covering her mouth and giggling while
turning around and staring up at Brad. There was little doubt the girl was interested in
Ginger's dark-haired brother.
"You know, if she wasn't my cousin..."
Ginger let the blush cover her cheeks now. She knew what Brad meant. She knew what
her brother was interested in and nearly died standing there watching her cousin and
him stare at one another. If her mother could only see this now!
"Then you know, she's got good competition around here."
"You mean Diane?" Ginger said a little nastily, not quite understanding why she was
feeling something like jealousy burn through her.
"No, standing right here." "Oh!"
Ginger almost shouted. Her body was doing strange things right now, especially after
her brother had said that. Her own brother. And she was feeling the tip of her tits
getting so hard she thought they would tear right through the halter. The lips of her
cunt were swelling, rubbing up against one another while her clit began pushing up
from the surrounding moist flesh. It had been two whole days since she had done
anything sexually. And during those days she and her cousins were talking about
nothing except doing it – fucking around, letting boys touch them. Wendy and Diane
were still virgins, it seemed. But that was only a technicality. No boy had fucked his
cock through their cherries. But boys had done about everything else to the two girls.
"What's wrong?" Brad asked.
Ginger couldn't tell her brother about the sudden rush of feelings burning through her.
She stepped away, folding one arm over the other and pretending to stare at the dumb
TV show in front of her. Brad followed, rubbing his cock-bulge up against her ass.
Ginger nearly fell forward from shock.
"Don't..."
"Don't do what?"
He was having the time of his life making her nervous. She could have stomped on his
feet. Instead, Ginger decided to ignore him. Turning around, Ginger saw his lips
curling in a sardonic smile while his white teeth gleamed under that thick, well
trimmed mustache of his. Her brother was so handsome – dangerously so, in this
household.
"Just stop your kidding around," Ginger whispered, eyeing her cousins, who were busy
staring at the boob tube once more. Her mother was upstairs doing some sewing or
something. Rhonda preferred not to be downstairs with the "children" when they were
all gathered together. It made her nervous, she told them. Navy, Ginger noticed was
nowhere to be seen.
Ginger's eyes flashed over her brother's body. He was stocky-built like her father with a
big chest, thick-muscled arms, powerful legs. She thought she could hear his rate of
breathing increase, and she stepped back another step from him. Were they feeling
things for one another that should be left unsaid? Ginger thought so and backed off.
"Come over here. This guy's really dreamy, Ginger," Diane cried.
"Go on. We'll talk later," Brad whispered.
Ginger stared down, seeing a hefty roll of cockmeat pressing out against his Levi's. His
cock wasn't hard, she knew. But that wouldn't take too much, the girl guessed. Ginger
remembered all those dirty magazines stuffed in her brother's drawer.
"I don't think we should talk," Ginger said.
Ginger moved to her cousins, feeling her composure snapping as soon as she left Brad.
"Oh, my brother just drives me crazy," she said in exasperation, sitting down next to
the two girls.
"I think he's dreamy," Wendy cooed as the program ended.
"Yeahhh. I wouldn't mind having him around. You know what I mean?"
Ginger eyed her two cousins warily. There was something in their voices that told her
to be on guard.
"Well, that's what you think," she sniffed, pushing back her hair and fumbling with the
channel knob. "I think he's just creepy."
The girls fell into silence as the television droned on. All three of them felt their hearts
quicken as they heard Brad start up his car and drive off. In a while, Ginger glanced at
the wall clock above the fireplace. Ten. It was getting late and she was bored.
"You know," Wendy began, narrowing her eyes and looking at Ginger, "I'll bet your
brother really digs you." "What?"
Ginger suddenly felt her cheeks flush with anger and embarrassment and... and
excitement. The teenager wasn't sure which emotion was more powerful.
"You heard me."
Wendy and Diane giggled, staring laughingly at the confused girl.
"Sure, we saw the way he was looking at you," Diane echoed.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Ginger sniffed, tucking her legs under her ass
and affecting a bored expression. She wanted to get up and run. But that would only be
admitting some kind of guilt. She wasn't about to let her cousins babble on about her
and Brad behind her back, especially when there was nothing going on.
"Sure you do. He kinda scares me sometimes," Wendy said.
"Yeah, he's so big. But wow, I'll bet your brother'd be something doing it... you know,
fucking and all that kinda stuff."
"Now listen, Wendy. You too, Diane," Ginger said, casting a nasty glance at them. "My
brother doesn't go out that often. And if you think..."
Ginger stopped. She was starting to sound like a jealous girlfriend.
"Boy, I guess you dig him, too," Wendy breathed.
"Don't be silly," Ginger shrugged. "And if you think that, you're pretty weird."
"Weird? That's not weird," Diane said, a little breathless. "You know what she wants to
do?"
"Wendy!" Diane cried, slapping her sister hard on the shoulder.
"No, I'm gonna tell. You've embarrassed Ginger. So now she should have a chance at
you."
"What?" Ginger asked, glad she was off the hot seat for a while.
"You know the dog... Navy? Well," Wendy went on with a wink, "I think she wants to
get it on with him – you know, doggie-fuck and all that."
Ginger's eyes widened, her mouth opening. She stared at her cousin.
"I told you it was weird. Personally, I wouldn't be too turned off if something like that
happened to me," Wendy went on.
"I don't know..."
"Come on, Ginger. You can tell us. Things are going on around this house. I can sense
it," Diane said, staring conspiratorially around at the walls. "Have you ever... ever
fucked with the dog?"
Ginger felt strange all of a sudden. She wanted to tell someone about what had
happened to her. But she wasn't sure if her cousins were the right people. The
moment's hesitation was fatal. Her cousins were grinning at her, giggling behind their
fingers.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
That was the second denial of the night, sounding just as untrue as the first.
"Oh, wow, here's Navy! Maybe he'll have something to say about this," Wendy said.
The gray German shepherd was trotting down the stairs, stopping when he realized
they were talking about him. Ginger cringed when she felt his brown eyes settling on
her.
"Come over here, boy," Wendy said, clapping her small hands in front of her.
"Yeah, come over here and play," Diane echoed, staring with amusement at her cousin.
The big dog trotted over, his tail wagging slowly from side to side while he kept eyeing
Ginger.
"Ohhh, that's a good boy. You feel nice and soft and warm all over," Wendy said,
throwing her arms around the animal's neck and hugging his head against her tits.
Ginger held her breath. Navy stood there, wagging his tail, his mouth opened as he
panted against her cousin's body. Then he drew his sloppy tongue up, wetting Wendy's
tits.
"Ohhh!" Wendy fell back, wiping her neck and tits while staring with some surprise at
the large dog.
"He's just being friendly, Wendy. You don't have to make a production number out of
it."
"But he's... ohhhhh!"
Ginger watched the dog starting to lick her cousin off. Diane stood by, both hands at
her mouth as she stared wide-eyed at the scene. Navy was bracing his paws against the
girl's knees, drawing his tongue up her thighs, then pushing his snout up against the
crotch panel of her blue shorts. Wendy was kicking her legs out like a frog, banging her
heels up against the large sofa. Her face reflected the terror that was racing through her.
Finally Ginger reached forward, pulling the big dog off her cousin.
"Wow... what happened?" Wendy asked.
Diane was pulling her sister up off the floor. Wendy stared in amazement at Navy, then
directed her gaze at Ginger.
"You knew this was going to happen, right?"
Ginger shook her head from side to side.
"I don't know what the dog's going to do," Ginger said defensively.
Ginger bit her lip. She was afraid that if anyone ever found out that a dog had licked
her cunt, she would have to leave town. And yet here she was, hugging the dog,
remembering his hot tongue and getting excited.
"You did it with him, right?" Wendy asked.
"What if I did? Was it any worse than what the two of you've been doing behind your
mother's back? At least I don't have to worry about getting pregnant," Ginger shot
back.
Wendy and Diane looked at her with big, wide eyes.
"Wow!" they said together.
"And if you think it's so awful, why don't you try him, yourselves? He's not so bad,"
Ginger said, running her fingers gently through the dog's long fur. "Maybe you'll get to
like it."
Ginger stared at her two cousins. Wendy and Diane looked at one another, their lips
curling into broad smiles.
"Okay," Diane grinned.
Ginger felt nervous, suddenly remembering her mother upstairs. The living room was
no place for this sort of thing.
"Come on. Let's go down to the recreation room. We won't have to worry about my
mother there."
The girls agreed, picking up their Cokes and padding quickly across the living room to
the kitchen. Ginger led them down the stairs, carefully closing and locking the door
behind her. There on the dirty sofa below the old dart board, Wendy and Diane
stripped, tossing their clothes carelessly on the floor.
"This is freaky... real weird, Ginger," Wendy said, brushing back her chestnut hair and
stretching her young, lithe body out on the sofa.
Her sister was kneeling down, clapping her hands together for the dog. Ginger slowly
took off her halter and shorts as well, staring at Wendy's thick bush of cuntal hair.
Ginger watched as Navy looked at the three naked women. She smiled. He was like a
little boy in a candy shop, watching the women, wondering which one he would touch
first. He moved past Diane and sniffed at Wendy's cunt, putting his front paws on the
sofa and starting to lick at her pussy. The girl's face went slack and white, one leg
jerking outward.
"Oooooooooo!"
Wendy slid back down on the sofa, draping one leg over the edge while rubbing the
other against the back of the couch. Navy began licking her cunt in earnest, drawing
his tongue up and down her cunt crack. Ginger moved forward, fascinated by the sight
of the girl and the dog. It was so beautiful! Dropping one hand to her cunt, the girl
began stroking her clit while watching Navy lick off her cousin.
"He's so... so gentle... so gooooood!"
"I told you that," Ginger said.
"Oh wow, wow," Diane said, watching as her sister twisted under the animal's cuntlicking spree.
"Yeah, and wait till he wants to do more," Ginger added under her breath.
Diane wasn't listening. She moved her hands down, down past the thinning hair of the
dog's underbelly until her fingers brushed up against his cock sheath. Navy whimpered,
still keeping his snout buried in Wendy's crotch. But the dog was definitely interested
in what was going on down between his hindquarters. Ginger watched as her cousin
began stroking the furry cock sheath gently, milking it with her slender fingers until the
dog's red prick began poking out.
The touch made Navy's cunt-licking more frenzied. He nosed up and down through the
young brunette's pussy slit, forcing the inner petals apart. He was stretching the mouth
of her cunt. It was what the girl had been wanting done to her for days. And now it was
happening with this dog. Wendy closed her eyes, moaning loudly.
"Is it good, Wendy?" her sister asked, her fingers slipping on the dog's slimy boner.
"Heaven... heaven..."
Wendy was panting heavily, kicking her legs out again as spasms raced through her
cunt. She petted the animal with both her feet while the dog growled deep in her cunt.
She was being covered with doggie-spit. And Wendy loved it. She twisted and jerked
under the animal's tonguing caresses while her sister began jerking Navy off.
"Why don't you suck it?" Ginger suggested, the idea suddenly popping into her mind.
"What?"
"Well, you told me you'd sucked cock before. You know, taking care of guys so they
wouldn't fuck you and knock you up. Why don't you take care of Navy the same way?"
Diane scrunched her face up mischievously, then dropped to her feet while fucking her
finger in and out of her seething cunt slit and crawled under Navy. The big dog was
whimpering loudly. But his whimpers turned into growls the moment Diane drew her
head up and started licking at his prick.
"Oh yeah, yeah!"
Wendy was going mad, letting the dog have every inch of her cunt. She clawed at the
dog's furry neck, urging him on, then restraining him. He was nibbling all along her
cunt, nipping at her puffed cuntlips. She humped her back hard, pressing her cuntal
mound up harder for him to eat.
Ginger slipped her right forefinger into her own pussy with a slight squishing sound.
How she wanted to be on that couch, feeling the animal's tongue touching her all over.
But that wasn't to be – at least now. She wanted her cousins to get the full treatment.
And they were getting it – perhaps even more than she had hoped for. Diane was
sucking prick, actually sucking the dog's cock. Ginger bent down, watching her cousin's
mouth tighten around Navy's hard cock and slide up and down. It was so weird,
watching those blonde curls dancing around her head while spit frothed out around the
corners of her cock-filled mouth. Diane twisted her head around and around,
smoothing her fingers along the animal's belly and occasionally rubbing her palms
against his balls. Navy loved it. He growled, his fur bristling around his neck, reflecting
the wildness he felt.
"Uhhhhhh... oooohhhh!" Wendy cried, her face getting red and pinched.
Ginger could see her cousin's body responding quickly to the dog's hurried, sloppy
friction. Now the animal was opening those killer jaws, grabbing onto Wendy's cunt
and shaking it. Wendy went crazy, arching her spine and shaking her body while
pounding her fists hard against the sofa.
"Oh, oh, it's gonna kill me... I know it's gonna kill meeeeee!"
Navy was obviously having the time of his life. And there would be much more, Ginger
guessed, before this spring vacation was over.


Chapter 5

"Do it, do it!"
Wendy's hair was splashing in her face as she pressed her knees up against her tits.
Ginger was telling Navy to do it, to fuck her cousin. He had started climbing onto the
sofa carefully. He glanced down, his eyebrows furrowing as he stared first at Ginger,
then at the frantic Diane. Wendy was moving her ass sensuously, drawing her fingers
over her tits.
"Fuck me..."
The words bubbled out of her mouth, surprising both Diane and Ginger. That dog! He
had such a way!
Navy climbed onto the prone girl, his fore-paws sliding on the undersides of her thighs.
"Oh, help him, Diane. I think he's gonna fall off or something if you don't help him."
Unreal! Ginger felt her knees knocking together as she drew her sloppy finger up along
her seething cunt slit, her knuckle brushing up against her clit. Diane was actually
steadying the big dog as he mounted Wendy. In a second she could hear the cries of
unnatural joy as Navy fucked his cock into the girl's pussy slit.
"Uhhhh... oh wow, oh wow! It's something else! He's so small... and yet those bumps!
Oh, wow!" Wendy cried.
Diane hugged the big dog, pressing one hot cheek against his humping back while she
drew the other hand down between her sister's cunt and the animal's fucking cock.
Ginger saw the three of them together like that. It took her breath. Wendy was
wiggling her ass, throwing her head around while the animal fucked her. And Diane
was feeling them fucking!
Navy let out a whining sound, his body snapping up against Wendy's while his doggie
hips drove in his hot, thick cockmeat. "Huhhhrr! Huhhhrrr! Huhhrhrrr!"
There wasn't much more time for Wendy. The girl was coming unglued. Ginger
watched with blurring vision as the girl started to cum.
"Oh, can't... can't stop... oh, it's happening... gonna make it!"
Wendy yowled like a cat, beating her fists against the big animal as her body arched
and tensed against his. Navy hadn't cum. Ginger could see that. He had mounted the
girl who was so hot she'd climaxed before he had a chance to shoot.
Wendy went limp as a rag, her legs falling off the couch while her eyes closed. Navy
wasn't about to wait. Jumping from the sofa he knocked the panting Diane back down
onto the floor.
"Oh, God, fuck me good, doggie. Fuck me doggie-style!" she cried.
Twisting around, the girl crouched down on all fours, turning so the dog could mount
her easily. Navy jumped up, his prick trembling, hot, red, about to send out spurts of
his doggie-jizz. There was no reluctance on Diane's part. She wagged her ass, her head
drooping while her swollen cunt bobbed up for the dog's cock.
Again, Navy pumped his doggie-hips, whining and snapping at the air while fucking
his prick easily into her cunthole.
"Oh, he's touching my cherry! Oh God, he's touching my cherry!"
Diane made a face, her voice high and strained while her tits bobbed from her chest.
She tried crawling away from the dog. But it was impossible. He followed her
everywhere, trying to gouge his cock through the tiny membrane protecting her.
"Yghghghhhhhhhhh!" she gurgled.
Navy was cumming! Ginger watched him trembling, his forelegs tightening until the
girl was nearly choked from the dog's forelegs. He yowled, twisting his head around,
jerking, fucking her until her breath pumped loudly from her chest. Diane's face
reflected the intense joy she felt as the animal fucked his prick faster and faster into her
pussy.
"Ohhhhhhhhh..."
Ginger couldn't believe this. It was as if she'd been dropped smack dab into an erotic
nightmare. And yet it wasn't a nightmare. Her cousin Wendy was still draped lifelessly
on the couch, her cunt glistening from the doggie-fuck she'd endured. Diane was falling
forward, her forehead striking the carpeted floor while Navy leaped off her body and
began licking at his prick.
Ginger watched the dog curling up, licking his cock while the two girls jerked in the
final spasms of their climaxes. She had led her cousins into this. And now her own
pussy was aching to be touched, to be licked, to be fucked. The dog was too interested
in himself to help her out. Ginger staggered forward, clinging to the edge of the sofa.
Wendy had no idea who was behind her. The girl was still trying to catch her breath.
Ginger thought her pussy was on fire. Her cuntlips were so hot, so wet, so swollen
open! She could feel the pussy juice bubbling from her cunthole, trickling down her
trembling inner thighs.
"Oh God!" If only her brother were here. Again, the image of Brad drifted in front of
her. He wouldn't let her hang like this. He would fuck her, touching her red-hot clit
until she was yelping for more. "Ohhhhhhh..."
The sharp throbbing in her cunt went on, drawing the will from her. She rocked her
hips slowly at first, staring at the licking dog. That tongue! It was so wet and long and
pink! Ginger could almost feel it touching her cunt all over again. How good that
tongue was when it curled into her pussy, touching all the bumps and hollows deep
inside. She had felt it touch her cherry several times, threatening to burst through the
tiny membrane. But Ginger had been careful, making sure the dog wouldn't do that.
Now she would have chanced anything to take care of the hot, pulsing itch driving her
mad. She rocked her thighs a little faster now, the subtle friction of her inner cuntal lips
driving her mad. .
"Ohhhh, fuck, fuck!"
Her mother, everything dropped out of sight now as she focused on the dog's tongue
and that shrinking cock. How she hated her cousins now for having taken away her
only means of satisfaction!
Ginger dropped one hand down, finger-fucking herself while moving her hips faster
and faster. Her head drooped. Her eyes glazed over once again.
Good, so damned good! There was that hot, tight feeling again deep in her cunt. It
signaled the end to her foreplay. Ginger knew she was going to cum. Just like her
cousins, she was going to climax here in front of the animal. Navy stared curiously at
her.
"Ohhhh, Navy..." She would have given anything to have that animal's tongue licking
her pussy. Oh, she would have sold her mother to slave traders to have his prick
fucking her! "Uhhhhhhhh!"
It was too good. Ginger was crying now with tears on her cheeks from the goodness
that raced through her cunt. That dog. That damned dog was doing all this to her and
her family. And how she loved it! With her thighs tightly together, Ginger dipped and
wiggled her ass, the weight of her plump asscheeks adding to the sensations around her
cunt. She was moving so fast that sweat broke out on her upper lips. The girl felt a hot
dampness forming under each tit. A streak of drool oozed from the corner of her
mouth. She was going to cum.
"Cummmmmmmmm..."
What a delicious word. The sound of it brought a new heat to her cunt. The sounds
from there were wet – the slick clicking of the folds and lumps of squishy, darkly
pigmented cunt flesh. And then the spasms cut through her like lightning. It was such a
beautiful thing, cumming.
"Oh, Navy... oh, doggie..."
Ginger thought she was going to fall to the floor. Somehow she managed to stay
upright. She gasped loudly, one hand slipping down her belly, clutching at the tight
mat of her cuntal hair. The other was busy fucking inside her pussy. She could feel the
tiny muscles sucking at her finger as if it were a prick. A cock. Again, she turned and
stared at Navy.
Thrilling spasms of lust rocked her body.
She swayed as if she'd drunk a case of beer or something. Ginger giggled with pleasure.
She felt a little guilty about her mother, then immediately forgot everything as the
pounding rage of her fuck-lust reached its peak. Her knees gave way and she sank
slowly to the floor. Her fingers reached down to plow into the mushy heat of her cunt.
"Noooo... ohhh, it's so good, it's going to kill me!"
Ginger fucked her fingers in and out of her cunt, feeling a firestorm sweep over her
body.
"Fuck..."
It was some time before she opened her eyes and found herself on the floor, her head
resting against the side of the sofa.
"God..."
"That was something else, Ginger," Wendy said, dreamily pushing herself up from the
couch.
Diane was still in a trance, slumped onto her belly with one cheek pressed against the
floor. "You do this a lot?"
Ginger shook her head from side to side.
"Just tried it the other day. I don't know what I was thinking, fucking with Navy.
The dog stopped licking his cock for a second, pricking his ears at the sound of his
name.
"He started it. I was scared at first. Then things started happening and... well, you know
the rest."
"Wow! Did he, you know, mess up your cherry?"
"Uh-uh. I was careful about that," Ginger said honestly.
"I don't think he hurt mine either. I was so hot I didn't know what was happening,"
Wendy said breathlessly, drawing her fingers over her tits.
"Yeah, hot," Diane echoed.
"We'd better get outta here or my mom's gonna get suspicious. We'll talk about this
upstairs, okay?" Ginger suggested.
Reluctantly, the girls agreed, leaving the dog to finish up his licking while they dressed
and climbed the stairs to the living room. The evening went by quickly, the girls
gossiping about what they'd done and what they were going to do.
That night Ginger was tormented by dreams of what had happened. Again and again,
she saw her cousins twisting and jerking under the dog's attack. But now there were
many dogs, several breeds mounting all of them, licking their cunts and then fucking
them.
The following day Ginger trotted downstairs wearing a skimpy white tennis outfit. Her
sneakers squeaked across the kitchen floor as she watched her mother preparing
breakfast.
"It's going to be hot today," Rhonda said, kicking Navy away from her heels. "Why
don't you and the girls go down to the pool?"
Ginger heard the sound of a car engine revving in the garage. It was her brother. A
strange chill made her flesh crawl as she nearly dropped the juice glass on the floor. She
covered her discomfort with a cough.
"I don't feel like it, Mom," Ginger said listlessly, shuffling her feet under the table.
She was eyeing Navy warily, wondering if he would do something like nuzzle her
thighs right in front of her mother. The two women looked at one another, then
dropped their eyes. A strange through struck Ginger again. How had the dog learned to
do so much with a woman's cunt? Had her mother...? No, that was impossible! She was
even against regular sex. Doing something with an animal would be beyond her
thinking. Ginger dismissed that thought from her mind.
"I think I'll stay around here," she said.
Again, there was the sound of the engine revving up behind the house. Navy nuzzled
up against her, licking her right ankle. Ginger nearly fainted from the move, kicking
him gently against the side. Thank God, her mother was bent over the stove, fixing the
last of the bacon. Wendy and Diane came bouncing into the kitchen at that point,
stopping dead in the doorway as they spotted Navy staring back at them.
"Come on, girls. I've made a nice, big breakfast for you," Rhonda said, pushing the dog
to one side with her left foot.
He had nearly shoved his snout right up her dressing gown. Rhonda nearly dropped
the pan with the sizzling bacon. This was too much. Putting down the pan with a
clatter, she turned, gathering the robe tightly around her tits.
"Out, Navy! You're just getting underfoot," Rhonda said with the right amount of
righteous indignation.
Thank goodness none of the girls had noticed a thing. They sat down and began eating.
"I thought you all would enjoy going to the pool or something today. But Ginger
doesn't want to go," Rhonda said, wondering how on earth she could get the girls out
of the way for a while. Brad was no problem. He was always in the garage, working on
his car. Thank goodness her son never caused her any problems.
"Oh, we thought about going on a picnic. Would it be all right if we took Navy along?"
Diane chirped.
Ginger freaked, dropping the fork on her plate. She stole a warning glance at her two
cousins and saw them barely able to suppress a laugh. Rhonda arched her eyebrows and
frowned. Was there something they were hiding from her?
"Well, I don't know. It's not good to have a big dog like that on the loose in a park. I
don't want to have to pay a fine."
"Oh, we'll be careful with him, Aunt Rhonda. Please, oh please? He's so much fun,"
Wendy pleaded.
Ginger almost stood up at that remark. She wolfed down her breakfast, unsure of how
she could deal with her cousins from now on. That little orgy they had had the night
before was unsettling to think about now.
"Well, I suppose... but I don't want you girls running around with him all over the
park. Be back around four... no later than four-thirty," Rhonda said, pointing a warning
finger at Wendy and Diane.
"Oh, we will. Don't worry about that, Aunt Rhonda. You're sure you don't wanna come
along, Ginger?" Diane asked.
Ginger burned with shame. "No. I'm kind of tired. I think I'll stay right here."
"Suit yourself," Wendy sniffed, pushing back from the table and running out the back
door.
Rhonda shivered as she heard the happy barking of her pet German shepherd. There
was nothing she could do. Refuse her nieces? How? They were so insistent.
"I think I'll do some shopping for tonight's dinner," Rhonda said with some
disappointment. Perhaps there would be some time to fuck the dog tonight when
everyone was asleep. Oh, she hoped so! She was needing Navy more and more as the
days of her dull life dragged on.
Ginger excused herself from the kitchen after helping her mother clear the table. She
picked up a magazine on the cocktail table, idly thumbing through the pages. All
through the morning, she kept listening to that engine revving in the background. And
then Ginger thought of the way Brad had looked at her, of the way he had touched her
right there in front of her cousins. There could be no mistaking what he had on his
mind. But how could she fuck her brother?
It would be a daring thing to do. But the girl couldn't control the inquiring part of her
mind, the adventurous part that was driving her to do these mad, fun things. She sat
there and listened to her two cousins leave with the dog. Next went her mother,
slamming the door a little hard behind her so that the windows rattled. After that she
was alone – completely alone with her brother out in the back. Ginger put down the
magazine, getting up and starting to walk toward the back door.
She stopped at the mirror, admiring her lightly tanned thin body in the hall mirror. She
was attractive, all right – long limbs, full tits, waspish waist, and that pretty face framed
by long blonde hair that nearly hung to her ass. The warmish feeling she had had when
playing around with the dog was coming back. Oh, did she dare do something so... so
unnatural? Ginger let out a sharp laugh. What was unnatural anymore? Tossing her
head lightly, Ginger walked toward the back door.


Chapter 6

Brad was still working in the garage when she walked through the back yard. Her
mother was right. It was going to be a warm day. She could already feel the strong sun
burning her bare shoulders as she made her way along the drive to the garage. The
smell of exhaust fumes made her nose wrinkle. It was an odor she and her mother had
always associated with Brad. They were going to miss it, she knew, when he went off to
college this fall. Pouting, shuffling her feet, the girl sauntered into the garage.
Brad didn't have a shirt on. He turned around when she came up. "Hi. Where's Mom?'
"Out shopping. Wendy and Diane went out, too."
"Out, huh? That means nobody's at home," Brad said, taking up a dirty rag and wiping
the grease from his fingers.
"Guess so."
Ginger knew she was wandering into dangerous territory. But then again, she'd been
doing that with the dog. After all, what could she call it when Navy had licked her cunt,
then upended her and fucked her? Of course, she still had her cherry. But the way Brad
was looking at her, the girl wasn't sure she'd still have her cherry when she left the
garage.
"I'm busy with this right now," Brad said, turning halfway around and staring at the
engine.
The two of them talked idly for a few minutes about her cousins. There was none of
that leading conversation they had had the day before. But Ginger noticed that her
brother could hardly keep his eyes off the smooth, lightly tanned expanse of her
shoulders. Enticing men was still a little new to her. And then, this man was her
brother. She thought of all those dirty magazines in his room upstairs. And wondered if
she could entice him as those pictures had.
"Come on. It's near lunch. Why don't I fix us some sandwiches, or something? You can
get back to that silly car later."
"Sure, why not?"
The house seemed awfully big now as she entered with her brother behind. Brad sat at
the kitchen table, saying little while she put together her best lunch. Then, with her
chin in her hands, she watched him eat. She was glad he hadn't put on his T-shirt
today. And he smelled musky and sweaty and good.
Brad finished and got up. "Thanks."
"Wow, eat and run, huh? You're my brother, and lately we haven't even talked."
Was he purposely playing hard-to-get? Or was his car all that darned important?
"Come on into the living room. It's a whole lot cooler there."
She felt dumb saying it. But Brad had been about to escape before she'd had a chance
to... well, experiment with him.
"I'll bet."
"Really. I wanna talk, anyway." She was sounding dumber by the second. Ginger
pushed her blonde hair back from her eyes as she and Brad left the kitchen. Ginger fell
back across the sofa. She let her legs fall apart just enough so that the tiny white panties
under her tennis skirt were taut against her cunt. She was sure that from where Brad
was he could see the soft curve of her pussy. She felt moist and warm down there.
"We're not doing much talking," Brad said, wiping his lips with the back of one hand,
"but then again, I don't feel much like yakking now."
"Oh?"
Ginger's heart skipped a beat. There was no mistaking the stiffness of her nipples. She
felt breathless and a little tired.
"Ginger..."
Brad was standing up. She looked at that tell-tale bulge pressing against the front of his
faded Levi's. She knew what was up. She clenched and unclenched her fingers, feeling
her chest tighten. Brad crossed the room. A hand encircled her delicate neck. She
pushed back against the wonderful feeling.
"We've got to be careful" he whispered.
It was something Brad didn't have to say. For the past week she'd been hearing that
warning inside her head.
"Stand up."
Obediently, Ginger did as her brother ordered. The room seemed to sway just as it had
when the dog had touched her all over. He brought her up against him. Ginger thought
she was going to die right there. Her cunt was warming up. Brad was bending down,
encircling her waist with his arms. The girl tilted her head back, wetting her lips at the
last moment. Her brother was kissing her. He touched her mouth lightly at first,
drawing the tip of his tongue along her lower lip. Ginger leaned forward, greedily
wanting more. Then she felt the flatness of his tongue spearing her lips, shoving into
her mouth.
It was too much. She groaned and circled her thin arms around his back. There could
be no more pretense. She knew what she was doing, and with whom. She could feel the
hot bulge of his prick shoving up against her belly. Ginger groaned, wondering how
something that big and hot would feel fucking into her cunt.
Ginger sighed. He was so tall, so big. And she was more than a little afraid. But her
curiosity and excitement were getting the better of her.
"I've been wantin' to do this for a long time, Ginger."
"Me too, I guess," she said a little less certainly.
Again, the thought of fucking with her own brother invaded her mind. Certainly it was
daring, if not downright wrong. But it was so good and exciting doing this, feeling
Brad's hands rubbing over her ass while he was hunching into her crotch. When her
brother let the kiss trail off, Ginger rested her cheek against the side of his face. She was
panting, panting almost as heavily as when she'd let that darned dog touch her.
"Come on, Ginger. Gonna make my Ginger snap when I get through with her," Brad
said, winking at her.
His eyes! Oh, how they made her shiver, how they made her skin crawl with
excitement as they bored into her very soul!
"I... I don't think I can move. Oh Brad, I'm so excited and... and..."
Ginger couldn't make sense. She stood there, wavering, feeling as if she were about to
faint. Brad smiled confidently, bending down and scooping her up. Whimpering,
Ginger clung to her brother's broad neck.
"Anybody else poked you yet?"
"Huh?"
They were climbing the steps.
"I mean, you been fucked before?"
"Oh no, no!"
Ginger bit her lower lip. She could have told him about the dog. But that would have
been a bit daring. Besides, Navy hadn't poked through her cherry. She had been very
careful about that. She certainly didn't become as uninhibitedly wild as her cousins. It
was only their early climaxes that had prevented Navy from tearing through their
cherries.
"That's good. I always wanted to be the first one to have you."
"Oh, Brad..."
He bumped her feet against the wall as they hurried down the corridor to his room.
When they entered, Ginger's eyes landed on the notorious bureau, that piece of
furniture that had started all this. The top drawer was partially opened. Oh! He'd been
reading some of those awful pornographic books or looking at those smut magazines
before talking with her. Ginger wondered if that would spice him up even more!
"Brad," she said, repeating his name again. It sounded so wonderful tripping off her
tongue. She thought about all those fantasies she'd had involving her brother, all those
dreams that dealt with his fucking her. Now they would come true!
He placed her on the bed, carefully drawing the blinds so only filtered sunlight entered
the room. It was more sexy that way, for some reason. He was standing by the bed
now, reaching down, unbuttoning her dress then sliding it and her panties down.
Ginger shivered, feeling the garments sliding over her ankles. Her cunt was naked –
hot and wet, waiting for her brother to touch her.
"Oh yeah, baby. Nice cunt, a real nice cunt," he whispered.
Ginger blushed furiously, dropping her eyes, then peering up at her brother through
her long blonde lashes. No one had ever said something like that to her before. It was
obvious Navy enjoyed her pussy, but of course he couldn't speak. Now her brother was
telling her this. She moved her naked ass slightly against the cool coverlet, feeling the
heat start to prick her clit. He bent to touch a finger to the outer lips of her pussy.
Ginger let out a small hissing sound, her knees jerking as if someone had touched her
with a sharp needle.
Brad smiled. "Hot, eh? Real hot. I like it that way."
Ginger could well imagine he did.
"Have there been... you know, a lotta other girls you... fucked?"
The question was awkward. But she had to know. Her brother let out a snorting laugh,
shaking his head from side to side.
"There've been a few – you know, in high school and in the parks and all that. But I
don't think I've tapped any girl like you, Ginger. You're the tops." "Really?"
The girl felt a flash of pride as she lay there stretched prettily on the bed, half naked.
He was touching her cunt again, drawing the backs of his fingers over the silky blonde
cunt hairs. Again, Ginger let out a little sharp cry, tucking her ass back.
"Your cunt's... so soft."
Brad was kissing her belly now, trailing the tip of his tongue over her sunken navel.
Ginger closed her eyes, clenching her fists, digging her fingernails into her moist palms.
Oh, oh, oh! It was like having the dog on top of her – only better!
"Ummmmmm!"
"Ohhhhhhhh yeahhhhh... you really want to get fucked bad, don't you?" Brad
chuckled.
He was starting to unbutton her top. Ginger closed her eyes again, feeling too hot to
answer.
"Well, don't you? Don't you wanna fuck?"
"I..." Ginger bit her lip.
What did he want from her? What did her brother want her to say? Wasn't it obvious
she wanted him to fuck her? She was lying there, her cunt hot and wet, her nipples so
stiff she could scream. She wanted him to climb on top of her, pin her down and fuck
his long cock into her pussy. Did he want her to say that?
"Come on." Brad was laughing, kissing her chin, scraping his straight front teeth over
it. "Come on, just say it. I like to hear girls tell me how much they want it. It's kind of
a turn-on."
Ginger could well imagine the kinds of turn-ons her brother liked, considering what he
enjoyed reading and looking at.
Brad was licking one of her nipples until she felt the tiny pink nub stretching upward.
She arched her spine, pressing against the wonderful sensation. She had to say it, she
guessed, or he wouldn't fuck her.
"Yes, God yes! I want you to fuck me. Yes, Brad, I wanna get fucked by you."
"Yeah, can tell that. Man, you wanna get fucked real bad."
Brad climbed onto the bed, his knees pressed together between her spread legs. Ginger
drew her legs together until they brushed against his Levi's. Again she stared up at that
threatening cock-bulge pressing against the front of his faded jeans. Yes, she could see
his cock was long, much longer than Navy's. There was a big bulge at the end. And a
dark stain was starting to form at the tip. She let out another shuddery breath, wanting
to touch his prick, but afraid to make the first move.
"Nice body, nice cunt, nice everything," her brother said.
Ginger looked down over her tits. She was amazed at what Brad was doing. He was
sucking her nipple, then widening his jaw and trying to take in all of her tit. Incredible!
He was just about doing it. He nearly had every tender inch of her tit. And his tongue...
oh, the things he was doing with it. It was raking the nipple wildly, his teeth nibbling
around her sensitive tit.
"Uhhhhhhhh..."
Ginger pressed her head against the pillow behind her, rubbing her naked legs against
the gathering coverlet. Stars exploded in front of her eyes as that tongue and those teeth
worked a hot number on her tit. Sharp jolts of pleasure were tearing through her body
each time he rolled the nipple flat. He sanded her nipple with that velvety hot tongue of
his. A man seemed to know so much better than a dog, it seemed. Navy would have
been licking her all over, panting happily.
Brad was going much more slowly, watching her reaction, increasing his pressure, then
going back.
"Oh, ohhh... you're so... uhhhh... so good at doing that!" "Practice," he laughed.
"Uhhhhh!"
Ginger blushed again, resolving never to tell anyone about fucking with Navy.
"You undress me now," Brad said, grinning from ear to ear.
He moved back until he was standing by the bed, pulling his sister up by the shoulders.
He twisted her around until she found herself staring at his belt buckle.
"I... it's..."
Ginger could hardly control her hands. Her fingers were trembling so! Blinking, the girl
raised her arms and let her fingers move over the cold brass buckle. She unhooked the
black leather, pulling open the buttons of his Levi's with the next move. The swell of
his hot cock-meat inside bulged out as she inched the loosened trousers down over his
hips. Brad moved back, pulling off his loafers and stepping out of his pants. He moved
up again, waiting for her to grab hold of his white cotton briefs and pull them down.
"I can't."
"Come on, baby."
Ginger sucked in another ragged breath, feeling her chest tighten up so hard she could
hardly breathe! The girl could see the outline of his prick much better now. It was
standing straight up, the cocktip hidden by the wide elastic waistband at the top. The
thickness of her brother's cock frightened her. Did she really want to go through with
this? Had she any choice?"
Again Ginger raised her trembling fingers, curling them around the elastic band and
pulling down. She saw something flesh-colored and trembled even more. She had never
thought a swollen cock could be this big. Those pictures in those filthy magazines her
brother had seemed to indicate that was true. But maybe those guys were freaks or
something. It had never occurred to Ginger that her brother would be one of those
guys.
"Come on, strip me, baby."
Ginger bit her lower lip, pulling his shorts down very slowly.
"Ohhhhhh!"
Ginger had jumped back a little when his huge cock bobbed out. It was way bigger than
anything she had ever seen in her life. It certainly was larger than the funny-looking
thing bobbing around under Navy's belly, that ugly thing he had fucked her with!
"Like it?"
"It's so... so big... I don't think I can take something like that."
Ginger had begun to crawl off the bed. She was hot, but she wasn't crazy. She couldn't
fuck her brother's prick! No way! He'd kill her with that thing, ruin her for all other
guys.
"Come on." He was grabbing her shoulders, turning her around, pressing her back onto
the mattress.
"Brad..."
Again, Ginger stared at that big cock sticking straight out from his crotch. His cock was
so thick, so long. And the head! Or the tip. Or whatever they called it. Oh, God yes,
yes, head was a good word for it somehow! It was a bluish purple with a surface that
looked like velvet. Ginger gulped, trying to guess the width across the cockhead. It was
bigger than two inches, she thought. And he was thinking about fucking her with that
cock!
"Brad, please..."
Her face was turning white as she thought of the pain she would have to endure. Navy
was easy. His cockhead was so pointy. It slipped in naturally into her tiny cunt slit. She
shivered, remembering the hot, chilly flashes that had soared through her pussy the
moment the animal had mounted her. Would she have the same kind of feeling with
something that big stretching her pussy?
"Come on, Ginger. It's gonna hurt for a while. But then you're gonna go nuts."
"But, we can't fuck," she whispered, scooting up on the bed until her spine was pressed
against the high wooden headboard.
"Yes, we can."
He crawled back onto the bed, his prick swinging like a heavy tree limb between his
legs. Ginger was frightened, whimpering louder when she felt her brother's strong
fingers gripping her arms and tugging her back down on the bed. She drew back,
resisting the force of his fingers. She felt her naked ass sliding over the coverlet, felt her
brother overpowering her.
"No..."
Brad let her go, bracing his hands on either side of her body. Then he lowered his head
fast between her thighs.
"Uhhhhhhh!"
Oh! It was just like getting her pussy licked by Navy, only better. She felt Brad's cheeks
brushing up against her inner thighs, felt his breath panting through her rustling cuntal
hairs. He was growling, growling like that damned dog. Ginger could have laughed for
joy. Instead, she rolled her head slowly against the crushed pillow, feeling those
delicious hot flashes of delight tearing through her cunt.
"Oh God, God..."
Ginger thought she was going to sail through the ceiling. She moved her legs
sensuously back and forth against the sheet while wallowing her shoulder blades against
the mattress. Her brother was licking her cunt.
"Good, hot, tasty," he growled, pulling his head up from between her splayed thighs for
only a second, then diving back down.
Ginger fucked his face with her pussy, thinking she would surely pass out from so
much pleasure! Brad was so strong. And how she loved feeling those stubbly cheeks
wedged that tightly between her thighs. His mouth was so good the way it licked wetly
between her cuntlips. Her chest heaved mightily as he moved his head from side to
side. He was actually burrowing into her cunt. Ginger let out another moan. She could
feel those hot juices flowing out of her cunt slit, wetting down her brother's chin and
cheeks while he kept fucking his tongue into her pussy.
"Oh wow! Oh Brad, that's so good! Oh God, do it, do it!"
Again a flashing image of Navy. She could almost feel his furred body pressing against
hers as he tongued her cunt slit. She could almost feel the sharp claws scraping over her
thighs, leaving pink marks on her flesh as he shoved his maw into her cunt. Ginger
wondered what her cousins were doing with the German shepherd. "Uhhhhhh!"
Brad was kissing her cunt, fingering the swollen bottom junction of her cuntlips with
his finger. He was combining the sensations, fingering her pussy while at the same time
sucking and tonguing it.
"Oh yeah, baby, move that fuckin' ass," he said, slipping his hand under her ass and
squeezing the resilient ass flesh.
"Uhhhhhhh!"
Ginger couldn't keep from moving her ass-cheeks. She had to move, had to feel that
rubbing of her cuntlips against one another and against her brother's face! And then
Brad licked deeper into her cunt, stretching his tongue until the tip of it was touching
her cherry. Ginger stiffened. It was a natural reaction to pull back. She had done the
same thing with Navy. But then she was only vaguely afraid that the animal might pop
her cherry. There was really no danger. She could have always shoved him off the bed.
But her brother was far stronger, far more determined to fuck her all the way. There
was no way she could escape unless he wanted her to go.
"Ohhhhhh!"
He held her down to the bed, pinning her legs to the mattress with both hands while
licking her pussy.
"Don't... oh don't..."
Perspiration glistened on her body, running down Ginger's tits and thighs as her
brother licked her cunt. She could feel those cunt muscles quivering, clamping down on
thin air. Ginger let out a lusty laugh, putting one hand up to her mouth and biting
down on the fingers as she snaked her body across the coverlet. She sucked in more air
through her burning, flaring nostrils. Again, her brother trailed the tip of his tongue
along her cuntal mouth. She stiffened. But then once more the thrill of being tongued
like that washed over her, blasting any thoughts of self-consciousness away.
"Brad... ohhhhhh God, what are you doing to me now?"
He was turning her onto her belly, separating her asscheeks, then bending down and
licking them one at a time. Ginger hunched her cunt down against the folds of the
coverlet, digging her knees into the soft mattress. She loved that sensation, of his
tongue lapping over her bare ass. Then he moved to her asscrack, cupping his palms
over her asscheeks and spreading them until the sweaty, hot crack was exposed to the
cool air. Ginger felt her cunt wink shut as Brad began trailing his tongue slowly, slowly
down her asscrack.
Her fingertips pressed hard into the pillow as she turned her head and lay still. Oh, this
was so good, so very good! Ginger wished it would never end as her brother continued
licking her ass.


Chapter 7

"Oh, you're doing weird things to me... you really are!"
Ginger's words were muffled by the pillow as her brother Brad continued licking down,
down toward her asshole. She loved the feel of those wide, hot, callused finger pressing
into her ass flesh. Ginger spread her knees apart a little more, angling her cute ass up
so he could lick her shitter more frenziedly. Brad grunted with approval, slapping her
asscheeks, then fucking his tongue into her asshole as hard as he could.
Ginger's eyelids fluttered, her mouth opening and letting out a low moan. She hunched
into the mattress, crushing the pillow between her slender hands. Ginger thought her
body would explode as her brother licked deeper and harder into her shitter. The young
teenager began moving her hips. It would've been impossible for her to have stayed
quiet. It was just like when Navy had licked her ass and fucked her. And her brother's
loving was just as exciting, and maybe even somewhat more-so. She dug at the
bedspread with her hands, tossing her head. She could feel her fine silken hair tangling
around her neck and ears.
He was sucking, actually sucking at her asshole. And at the same time her brother was
drawing his hand up her seething cunt slit. Ginger trembled, backing into Brad,
wagging her ass just as she had wiggled it for her pet German shepherd.
"Man, oh man..."
Brad pulled away from her ass, wiping his mouth with the back of one hand. In a
second he had her on her back once more, his strong fingers cutting into the muscles
just above each of her knees. He was spreading her legs inch by wonderful, tingling
inch. She felt as if she were being split apart. That tension was adding to the steady
friction of his mouth as Brad began sucking her cunt a second time.
"Oh yes, yessssss!" she hissed.
He moved up, catching her face in his hands and pushing it back. In a second he was
kissing her hard, lying on top of her and tonguing her mouth. Ginger could feel his
cock now rubbing up against her right thigh. His cock was so hot, and it was almost
burning her flesh! Her brother was nearly suffocating her with his tongue and lips
while he kept dry-fucking his cock along the place where her legs met her torso. She
felt the drag of his balls up against her flesh and trembled.
Brad moved one hand down to her pussy once more. He moved a finger lightly along
her cunt slit. Ginger had closed her legs again. But his touch brought a low moan from
deep inside her. She spread her legs once more to let him find her clit again. Brad
grunted with satisfaction, rolling one thumb back and forth until Ginger found herself
clinging to her brother like a whimpering kitten.
"Oh, please, please," she moaned.
"Please, what? Fuck you?"
"Uh-huh."
Brad laughed. Ginger dropped her lids, feeling her breathing going out of control.
Then he was moving back down, nibbling along her puffed cuntlips just as Navy had
done earlier. Oh, that damned dog! Would she never stop thinking about him when she
was fucking? Ginger shook her head, as if she could toss out the thoughts rattling
around in her mind.
"Fuck," she murmured. "Fuck me."
Brad was so damned sexy. His tongue now was searching her pussy gash. She could feel
it spearing into her cunt-slick and hard and pointed, just like a cock. It stabbed up, then
pulled slowly back. He was slopping his tongue around and around, tasting her pussy
just as Navy had done.
"Uhhhhhhh..."
Brad was touching her all over. He traced fingers along her curling backbone, then
around her small waist. More of her pussy juices seeped out to wet his cheeks. Again
and again Ginger cried out, rolling her hips with a wild abandon she had never felt
before. He was licking hungrily at her stiff clit, holding her cunt spread open now with
both hands. Ginger was grunting lustily, pumping her hips faster. She fucked her cunt
up against him. With that, she felt his teeth cutting her more. Oh, how she liked that!
She started pumping her ass in a steady hunching spasm of fucking.
She was fucking his mouth and loving every second of it! It was unbelievable how that
tiny hot tickle was building! "Oh, ohhhhh!"
"Go for it, Ginger! Come on, Sis, go for it, fuck my mouth!"
"Huh! Huhhrhrhrrrr!"
And then he pulled back, shaking his sweat-soaked black hair from his eyes. Ginger let
out a groan of frustration, opening her eyes and staring wide-eyed at her brother. His
prick was still sticking straight out. Of course. This had only been foreplay – something
to warm her up. Now he was going to fuck that dick of death into her hot cunt!
"Gonna do it now, baby. Gotta do it. You're drivin' me nuts with that cunt."
"Brad... I'm afraid, really afraid!
Ginger clung to his neck, feeling her hard nipples scraping over his hairy chest. She felt
so small in his arms. He was moving her around the way he wanted to, making her feel
like a puppet.
"You won't have to worry, Ginger. Come on, I'm your brother. I'm not gonna hurt
you."
"Ohhhhhh, it feels weird! Like your cock's gonna split me apart... ohhhhhhh!" He was
doing it! She felt his cock dragging back a little, then up again. Her cunt was stretching
wide as he slipped his prickhead into her pussy.
"Uhhh... oh no, no, no!"
The muscles stood out on Ginger's neck while her eyes widened with terror. She jerked
her arms up, flattening her palms against his chest and pushing back. No, no, she
couldn't have something that big splitting her in half. He was lying to her! There would
be no way he could squeeze that much cockmeat into her cunt without hurting her
permanently. Brad was like all men – after one thing, and not caring how he got it. Oh
God, God, how could she get out of this horror?
"Noooooooo!"
But her brother stayed with her, grunting with the effort, his face reddening.
"Relax... you've got to let me inside or it'll hurt worse than this.''
"I can't... oh, why don't you just leave me alone?"
"You don't really want that."
"Uhhhhhhh!"
"Damn it, I said relax. Put your hand down there and feel it." "Brad..." "You heard me!"
Ginger sighed, shoving one hand down along her belly. She felt her flesh burning as
she moved her fingers down, down until the tips moved into the tangle of her
cunthairs. The girl could feel now her brother's cock-head. It was soaked with her
slippery cuntal juices. His fucker was so hot Ginger thought it was ready to explode.
She jerked her hand back as if she'd just touched a hot stove. Brad laughed, pulling her
fingers back to his cock.
"Come on. Feel where you're so fuckin' tight. It'll help."
"I can't, Brad."
"Do it!"
Ginger pressed one finger into the squishy mess where her cunt was flooding. She
traced the tip around the bottom of her pussy crack. There she found the tensed, aching
muscles that were guarding her cuntal mouth. Then Brad let his prickhead rest against
where she was touching. His prick was so hard and threatening! A pulse leaped at her
throat as Brad began hunching his cock back against her cunt.
"Ohhhhh!"
"It's gonna make it. Yeah, it's gonna make it in all the way."
He had his lips against her earlobes, tonguing her ear, whispering terrible things to her
as he fucked into her pussy.
"Oh God... it's so big, but it's going in!" "Yeah, fuckin' in all the way! Gonna keep on
till I fuck it in all the way."
Ginger felt her cunt being filled, really filled with that cock. It was much different than
getting fucked by the dog. Her cuntal muscles were cinching down on the invading
prick. Brad pulled back a little, flexed his thighs, then fucked his cock back in. Ginger
moved her hips again, changing the angle of her cunt. He was touching her cherry with
the hot cock-tip when Ginger's cuntal muscles spasmed hard. They tightened down on
his cock. He stopped breathing, his Adam's apple bobbing.
"I've never had a girl do that," he groaned, throwing his head back.
"I can't help it," Ginger said, keeping her eyes shyly down.
"Just don't squeeze my cock off. Gotta take care of that cherry, too."
Her cherry! In her excitement, Ginger had nearly forgotten about that little matter. The
stories about all the pain and blood that came from cherry-popping filled her mind in
an instant.
"Hold on. It'll hurt just for a second." "No, I... yahghghhhhhhh!" Brad hadn't given her
time to think. He pulled back for ramming speed and force, then tensed his thighs
while gripping her shoulders. With one powerful fuck-thrust, Brad shot his prick
forward, tearing through her cherry and burying more of his cock into her virgin pussy.
"Uhhhhhhhh!"
It was like having a thousand firecrackers exploding in her pussy at once. Ginger arched
her spine like a cat, letting out one yowl after another as the pain shot to all parts of her
body. But Brad had been so quick, so decisive that the agony had been brief. In a few
moments she was sniffing against his shoulder, clinging to him as the throbbing pain
melted into pleasure.
"Okay?"
"I... I guess. Will it hurt now?" Brad laughed, shaking his head from side to side.
"Not anymore. Now you don't have anything standing in the way between you and one
hell of a good time," her brother said.
Ginger sighed. She felt her cuntal muscles relaxing and her brother easing his cock
through the seepy hot folds of her pussy. He was going slow, very slow. But still, she
was a little frightened.
"Brad? How... how long are you?"
"Too long for you? No, just kiddin'. I'm used to this. Most girls just can't take ten
inches." "Ten?"
"Ten and a half, really. Come on, don't worry about it," he said, kissing her
breathlessly, then resuming his fucking.
Oh, what a lucky girl Ginger felt she was as her brother continued to fuck her to
unexpected sexual heights.


Chapter 8

"I can't take much more. Oh God, I know I can't. It's so hot and tight inside me... so
hot and..."
"You are tight, Ginger. But you can take anything, man. You're the finest little bitch
around."
"Oh, Brad, it's so weird. It's like your cock's taking over everything inside me."
Brad grunted, tucking his ass under a little harder. Ginger gasped as she felt his heavy
balls swing into her asscrack. She hadn't imagined she would ever have anything so big
inside her slender young body. It made her dizzy just to think of it. When her brother
started dragging his cock back, it felt as if her insides were being pulled along with it.
"Uhhhhh... ooooohhhhh!"
Ginger felt herself coming unglued. Nothing, nothing in the world had prepared her for
this! Moving her right hand around, the girl searched frantically around her stretched
fuck-hole, feeling down inside a little where the thick cockshaft spread her cunt flesh.
No, there wasn't any more cock left to slide inside. She had Brad, had all of him! And it
wasn't hurting her anymore!
"Ginger... baby, oh Jesus, you're tight and hot and so fine!"
"Ohhhhhh!"
Ginger had her arms around his neck again. She hugged him, feeling herself coming
apart with the shivery fires of her arousal. Brad was holding himself very still. She
wondered why at first. And then Ginger remembered something her cousin Wendy had
said – something about how men came a lot easier than girls.
"Don't move," Brad said.
"Is something wrong?"
"God no! Just don't move for a little bit."
Ginger held her breath. Their hearts were pounding close together. The girl was terribly
aware of his legs, heavy against hers. His chest, his muscular arms, everything was
pressing her down, down into the bed. It was so hard not to move. At last, she had to
rock her hips just a little. She loved feeling that big cock gouging against her cuntal
walls.
"Ginger!"
"I can't help it. It feels soooo good, so very goooood!"
"But you're so tight... you're..." Brad closed his eyes.
Ginger went wild, thinking she had done something like this to her brother. Her
brother was so big, so overpowering. And there he was, shaking like a baby while her
cunt clasped tight and hot and wet against his prick.
Ginger was kissing his chin, licking the sweat off his cheeks while wriggling and
squirming under his crotch. She had learned so much about men lately... just in the
past few seconds, really. Ginger smiled, feeling so happy. He was moaning on top of
her, giving her a few quick fuck-thrusts.
"Man, oh man, you're too good to be true," her brother whispered.
Ginger was breathless with what his hands were doing. It felt so odd having fingers
sliding between her asscheeks. But they were there right now, touching her, making her
gasp and giggle. She especially liked it when his touch strayed for a second on that tiny,
hard pucker of her asshole. It had felt so good when Brad had licked her ass. And now
he was fumbling around with her asshole with his fingers. Oh God, God, she prayed
this would never end!
There had to be nerve endings there in her shitter she had never dreamed about. And
then Brad was stiffening that finger, trying to stick it in! No, that was going much too
far!
"No!"
"Don't worry your pretty little head about that. I'm not gonna butt-fuck you." "Brad..."
Brad hugged her tightly, keeping his prick deep in her cunt while rolling over. At first
Ginger was completely mystified at the move. Then she found herself on top of him,
her knees bent, her legs pointing back.
"This is... weird!"
"You'll get used to it."
She felt his hands fanning out around her thighs, holding her up, then bringing her
down. He was guiding her, showing her how too move. In a second she could see how
she had to rock her body forward so his cock would slip from her clinging cuntal hole.
The noise, that slick, sucking noise of fucking made the girl shiver with delight. She
could feel the froth of her pussy juices as her brother's cockhead pulled streams of it
back through the tight little fuck-hole. More rivers of cunt juiced dripped down her ass.
"Oh, yes, Sis, yeah!"
Brad lay very still, his eyes shut tight. He set his jaws as if he were holding something
back. Ginger didn't want her brother to cum yet. Moving her knees up a little more
alongside her brother's thighs, Ginger rolled her ass around. She discovered that if she
pushed down and back with all her weight, she could easily feel a pressure deep inside.
His cock was fucked all the way inside when she was opened like that, opened and
shoving down.
Ginger lowered her face until her tits touched Brad's chest. They kissed... Brad with a
long groan as she gave him her tongue again. Her hips began to grind. She raised her
body, rocked forward until just the cockhead was inside the powerful ring of cuntal
muscles, Ginger was careful not to bear down too hard. She made those pussy muscles
tighten up. Brad squirmed, arching his spine while moaning loudly. Ginger was thrilled
at his reaction.
"More?" she cooed.
"Jesus Christ... where did you come from?"
The words made Ginger burn. She released her hold on him, slowly clenching down
again. When her cuntal muscles were tight around the cockshaft, she began tossing her
ass with wild movements. Brad sounded as if he were strangling. He jerked his knees
up, then let them flop back down to the bed again.
"Damn, Sis! Jesus Christ, you're somethin' else... fuck!"
Brad was going out of his mind. Ginger liked that. She liked sitting on top, watching
her handsome brother jerking and twitching while she rode his prick up and down.
There were times when Ginger thought she was going to cum. She leaned backward
then, keeping her stiff, throbbing clit away from his prick. Brad was saying something
about his balls. Were they ready to explode? Again Ginger trembled. She thought about
that white-hot cum packed down in his balls. In a few moments, the blonde teenager
knew her brother would shoot off, sending spurts of the gooey stuff into her pussy. Just
the thought of the two of them cumming together sent Ginger off in another series of
spasming moves. Her cunt cinched tightly around her brother's prick, making Brad let
out another strangled groan.
"Ginger... baby... you're gonna bring me off... be careful, Goddamn!"
"I can't stop... I just can't!"
And it was true. Her ass was moving like a wild animal. Bouncing up and down, her
shivering ass slapping against Brad's crotch, the girl was inching closer to climax.
"Uhhhhh... oh, Brad!"
"Man, stop it, stop!"
"Can't... can't!"
She felt that throbbing cock inside her pussy. She just couldn't stop the rhythmic
milking of her cunt around his cock. Over and over, the movements continued, and
each time her cuntal muscles clamped down on Brad's bursting prick, she could feel the
velvety surfaces of her pussy stroke him nearer to his cum.
"Damn!"
Ginger thought of the dog again. Had she been this wild with him? No. Navy had
fucked her cunt. But never, never had the pooch licked or fucked her this hard.
"Uhhhhh, come on, Ginger, come on and go for it, baby."
"Ohhh, Brad!"
Ginger knew she wasn't as close as her brother was. But she was scared, too. She
wanted to keep his prick inside her as long as she could. Her pussy needed him there.
She thought she might lose her mind if she couldn't have that hot, heavy cockshaft
gripped by her hot cunt.
"Lemme know... God, lemme know when you're gonna cum!" she rasped.
Ginger almost didn't recognize her own voice. It was so low, so throaty. And there were
Brad's groans mixing in with hers. Perspiration burned into Ginger's eyes. She tossed
her head wildly, feeling the splash of her blonde curls around her throat. The girl could
hardly speak. Making grunting sounds, Ginger fucked up and down, up and down that
hot, stiff cock so fast her tits nearly struck her chin.
"Touch my balls, Sis. Come on, get your hands down there and touch 'em."
Ginger was ready to do anything. Reaching back and under, the girl pushed her fingers
down until they were cradling his hairy balls. She pressed them up against his body.
And then the girl felt something else too, something she hadn't been aware of before.
There was a throbbing, a beating that was somehow in time with the pulsing of his
prick. Biting her lower lip, feeling so daring, Ginger strayed nearer his asshole. She
could feel the wiry black hairs back there. Brad let out another little grunt, arching his
back and raising his ass to give her more room. It was so deliciously naughty, feeling
his ass. He had done the same thing to her. She fucked a finger into his asshole.
"Uhhhhhhh!" he gasped.
"Oh, Brad, what's happening?"
"Touch it, Sis... ohhh, man!"
"What?"
What in God's name was she touching? It was driving her brother crazier than before.
He jerked and twisted around like someone possessed. Pushing her finger in deeper,
Ginger felt that gland starting to convulse.
"Can you feel it?"
Brad's voice sounded as if he were drugged or something. There was a drug-sex. It was
taking her over, too. Ginger stabbed her finger back and forth while fucking her cunt
harder and harder!
"Gonna finish me this way. Come on, baby, come on, come on and cummmmmm!"
Ginger's head drooped between her arms, her hands flopping uselessly at her sides as
she fucked up and down on his prick. She nearly fell forward on her brother as his legs
flailed.
"I think I'm gonna cum... I really think I am gonna cum," she whimpered.
"Take it, baby, come on and take it!"
Brad stopped for a second, his movements freezing. Ginger looked down and saw her
brother's face tighten up for one second. Then he started stabbing his prick up hard, as
if he were going to fuck his cock right through to her mouth!
Ginger heard someone screaming out something. It was her, screaming about her
climax. It hit her like a lightning bolt, knocking the wind from her. She felt her hands
slapping Brad while he swore a blue streak back at her. The first hot burst of cum
burned into her cunt, slicking down her convulsing cuntal walls. Ginger went crazy.
That wild moment of madness had turned her into a blithering animal. She rode her
brother's cock hard, cinching her knees tightly against his thighs while squirming her
cunt down on his cock. Again and again, the girl felt her cunt muscles grab onto that
cum-spitting cock, milking twice for every squirt of cum that shot from his piss-slit...
Ginger had no idea how long her climax had lasted. She remembered falling over on
her side, Brad holding onto her to keep his cock buried in her cunt. It was so good,
feeling his prick still fucking in and out, slurping on that thick layer of cum and cunt
juice. Ginger murmured happily, peering through her curtaining blonde hair at her
brother's handsome face.
"It was so beautiful... the best, most beautiful thing that's ever happened to me!"
Brad smiled back dreamily, wiping some perspiration that had settled under one eye.
He tweaked her nose playfully, kissing her chin.
"Even better than Navy?"
"What?"
The words nearly knocked Ginger through the bed. Pulling away from her brother, she
inched backward, putting one hand to her throat. She looked questioningly at Brad.
Was he just making up some obscene joke? Did he know?
"You heard me. I wondered if I turned you on more than the pooch."
Ginger's first reaction was to run and hide. She thought he would be laughing at her,
pointing his finger and calling her all sorts of names. Then she looked again and saw
that Brad was smiling.
"How did..." Ginger stopped herself. No sense in incriminating herself before she knew
more.
"You all thought I was gone or something... you and Wendy and Diane. I saw what
went on... right through the windows. Bet you forgot about them, right?"
Ginger flushed red. She had never thought somebody would be crouching down,
peering into the downstairs recreation room. "But..."
It happened by accident," Brad went on, putting one finger up to her lips. "I was goin'
into the house and I dropped my wrenches. It was near the back door. When I bent
down, I happened to look in that back window. I saw somethin' movin' around
downstairs and got curious. Man, I couldn't believe what I saw!"
Ginger blushed again, feeling the flush rise to the roots of her hair. Brad was laughing
again, pushing his fingers through her hair.
"I saw Wendy and Diane fuck the dog, then you got into the act with that fingerfuckin'. 
I figured you'd been fuckin' with Navy before, right?"
Ginger bit her lower lip, sucking in a deep breath, then puffing it out through her teeth.
What was the sense in denying the truth? Brad had seen plenty. He had guessed the
rest.
"But it happened as an accident," Ginger protested, still feeling uncomfortable with the
knowledge that her brother knew she fucked dogs.
"Yeah, right. Just like this one," Brad said, shrugging it off. "So what? I thought it was
hot! Bet I could turn on to something like that."
Ginger remembered once more those magazines tucked away in her brother's bedroom.
She figured he could do something like that, too.
"Wendy and Diane are out in the park... with Navy," she added, a mischievous glow in
her eyes.
Brad smiled, arching his eyebrows.
"You think they're having more than a picnic lunch?"
Ginger giggled, shaking some stray strands of hair from her eyes.
"I think Navy and them..."
Ginger didn't have to finish. She saw the amused stare of her brother and knew he
could fill in the blanks.
"Why don't we surprise 'em? I don't know when Mom's comin' back. But I'd sure as
hell like to get it on with all of you... and the pooch, too. Bet Navy and I could take
care of you three with room to spare."
"You really mean it?"
Ginger shivered at the thought. Her brother and the dog fucking them together, the
three girls being attacked by those two studly males! Brad laughed, nipping her chin
with his teeth.
"Tell you what. Why don't you put that little thing you call a tennis outfit back on and
we'll wait for those two and Navy upstairs."
"Oh, wow, Brad. I want you to fuck me again. I want to feel your cock inside me."
That or the dog's cock. She didn't want to add that, but Ginger could see Brad had
filled in the blanks again. Oh, it was so good having an understanding brother!
She looked happily around her brother's room. She felt so good, so darned good! It was
going to be a wonderful day! And when her cousins came back she could well imagine
their surprise – especially Diane's, considering the girl was especially hot for Brad.
"Oh wow, I can hardly wait!"
Ginger dressed quickly, fighting off her brother's friendly attacks as his hands roamed
freely up and down her thighs. They went to the kitchen after dressing, having some
milk and talking about fucking. The conversation was making her hot again, sending
feverish thrills racing through her body. Ginger shuffled her naked feet under the table,
feeling her cunt warming up again. She was about to suggest that the two of them do
something naughty again when she caught sight of Ginger and Wendy coming down
the walk. They were arguing, it seemed, while Navy trotted along behind.
"Looks like trouble in paradise," Brad observed dryly, standing up from the table.
"Wonder what happened." Ginger stood up too, hoping this argument didn't ruin
Brad's plans.


Chapter 9

"You did!" "I did not!"
Wendy and Diane stormed into the kitchen, slamming the door while Navy trotted over
to his bowl and began lapping up the water. Brad remained in the living room while
Ginger sauntered through the doorway and wondered what on earth was going on.
"Is your mom home yet?" Wendy asked, obviously put out with her sister.
"No, but..."
"Good. You know what Diane did?"
Wendy pointed an accusing finger at her sister, narrowing her eyes as if she were the
county prosecutor about to drop the courtroom bomb of the year.
"No, what?" Ginger asked, completely mystified by her attitude.
"Oh, don't make such a big deal about it," Diane said, miffed.
"She started playing with the dog... you know, playing?" Wendy began, her voice
trembling with anger as she eyed her sister. Diane tilted her chin up defiantly, turning
and pouring herself a glass of water. "But I mean, she did this right out there in
public."
"Oh, Diane!" Ginger cried.
"I didn't do anything so awful. We were just sitting around, trying to figure out where
to go and what to do and all that," Diane explained, setting the glass on the counter.
"There's nothing wrong about that. Nobody was around, and I just got the urge to...
well, you know, touch it."
"Touch it?"
Wendy let out a harsh, derisive laugh, shaking her head from side to side.
"She did more than that. I thought she was going to suck the dog off right there!"
"That's not true! You lie!"
Just at that point, when Ginger thought the two girls were going to have a hair-pulling
fight, Brad strode in, his hands on his hips. Wendy and Diane stopped cold in their
heated argument. Both turned to Ginger as if for help.
"We were just... I don't know, kinda joking and all that," Wendy began lamely.
"Yeah. You know how my sister is," Diane added, feeling the floor drop from under
her.
"I can guess," Brad said, his lips curling into a smile.
"Don't worry," Ginger said, laying one hand on Wendy's shoulder. "He knows. He saw
what happened in the basement before."
The girls listened with surprise as Ginger explained what had happened – how Brad
had accidentally seen them fucking with the dog and how he was turned on by it.
"So then?"
"So then, he wants us to... well..."
Ginger felt a little embarrassed talking like that in front of everyone. She dropped her
eyes modestly, her cheeks burning bright red.
"I thought we'd all fuck around... including the pooch. It'd be wild," Brad said, reaching
down and grabbing hold of his sister's ass.
Ginger let out a little cry as she felt his fingers caressing her ass. Both Wendy and
Diane looked at one another, surprise still registering in their faces. But now there was
something else-delight-making their lips curl into smiles.
"Sure. But where?" Wendy asked.
"Right here... downstairs, maybe. More room there. And my mom won't be back for a
while," Brad suggested, crouching down and ruffling his fingers through Navy's fur.
The big German shepherd leaned against the rubbing hand, letting out small whimpers.
He raised one foot, scratching a flea from his coat, then twisted his head and looked
from girl to girl. It was obvious the dog was horny.
Brad slipped one hand behind Wendy, cupping her firm ass and moving her forward.
Diane let out a sharp breath as she saw the move.
"Don't worry. He's got plenty for us all," Ginger said consolingly to the girl as they
made their way quietly down the basement stairs.
"Okay, strip time, girls," Brad said.
Navy moved in front of them all, padding around nervously. He barked several times,
nosing up Wendy's thigh, then trotting behind Ginger and shoving his snout up
between her asscheeks. The blonde teenager let out a shudder. Yes, she would take on
Navy, even after having had the fuck of her life from her brother. She enjoyed the
wildness of that animal, the completely uninhibited licking and fucking she knew she
could get from the dog.
"Come on, boy, come on and touch me," Ginger said in a cooing voice as she stepped
from her white tennis outfit.
"Ohhhh, Brad."
It was Diane, having shed her jersey and slacks. Ginger's brother was touching her tits,
bending down and mouthing the heavy under-swell of those thirty-six-inch tits while
rubbing his stiffening cock through his Levi's. Wendy was just pulling her shorts off,
pausing for a second as she watched her cousin starting to cup her sister's pussy with
one hand.
"Uhhhhh, Navy..."
Ginger waited for no one. While the threesome tried to sort out who would fuck whom,
the blonde teenager moved to the couch and stretched out. Navy whined, wagging his
bushy tail again. Oh yes, he remembered fucking her.
"Ummmmm, you're so goooood, Navy. So really good with your tongue."
Ginger heard her voice getting all low and throaty again while her mouth became as
dry as cotton. Oh, what a slut she was! Her mother would surely die if she were to
come home now and see what was going on in her basement. With some effort, Ginger
turned her head and saw that her brother had taken off his clothes. His cock was
pressed sideways, rubbing up against Diane's thighs while he was tonguing her mouth
and rubbing her ass with his hands. Wendy was still sitting on a nearby chair, fingering
her own cunt while rubbing the backs of her legs against the bottom cushion. Brad
would take care of them well. Ginger knew that. And then he would have plenty of
time for her.
"Uhhhhhhh!"
Navy licked her. Immediately her face slackened, a hard pulse scorching her veins.
"Your tongue is so pink, Navy."
The dog whined and let his tongue wet her thighs higher. That steady, feverish tingle
swept through her belly and cunt. Ginger let her head fall back, rolling it along the top
of the low-backed couch. It was wonderful, so wonderful feeling his tongue! Ginger
tightened her ass, hunching up while curling her fingers into the soft material of the
sofa cushions. Behind her, she could hear Diane murmuring through the tonguing kiss.
It was wild, awfully wild having all this going on at once!
Ginger bent one knee slightly, parting it from the other. That was giving the dog more
room. Navy sniffed at her cuntlips, touching his black nostrils against the sensitive
flesh. Ginger flinched, her ass tucking back a little. Oh, it was just like when her
brother had touched her pussy before fucking it! She was so hot, so very, very hot!
When the tip of the dog's tongue pressed along the closed cunt slit, Ginger jerked,
making a tiny crying noise in her throat. She closed her eyes, grinding her teeth
together. Putting her hands behind her naked ass, the girl spread her legs apart a little
more. She wanted to have Navy's tongue fucking into her cunt. And then? And then
there wouldn't be the fear of him tearing through her cherry. Brad had done that for
her earlier. She would be able to feel dog-cock all the way in her pussy now. That
thought made the girl whimper more excitedly through her nose.
Navy moved in to get a better angle. Ginger heard his panting breath and trembled. He
moved his strong head up, slopping his tongue through the girl's pussy. Now Ginger
could feel the long wet lick of his tongue across the underside of her cuntal mound.
The girl groaned again, her jaw slacking as her eyelids drooped. It was wonderful, so
wonderful to have that animal touching her all over! "Oh, Brad..."
The mention of her brother's name caught Ginger's ear. Turning around once more,
she saw Brad pushing Wendy down next to Diane. He was moving from one girl to the
next, tonguing one's cunt, then moving to the other and sucking pussy while fucking
one finger in and out of the unattended cunt. The two girls were jerking and twitching
on the carpeting, their legs banging against one another. Ginger smiled, turning her
attention back to the dog. At least she had a cock all to herself. She didn't have to share
here. The dog licked farther into her pussy.
"Uhhhhhhh... oh, good, Navy, that's real good. Good doggie!"
Ginger was letting him eat through her hot, damp cunt. Maybe it was what was
happening behind her. Maybe it was because of the hard fuck she'd received from her
brother earlier. Ginger didn't know. But the cunt-licking she was getting now seemed
much more wild than the others she'd had. The girl couldn't resist the temptation to
put her fingers down and gently spread her cuntlips. The sloppy pink tongue went
deep, raking over her clit. Ginger let out another cry, jerking her asscheeks forward
over the scratchy couch material. Her fingers were trembling, shaking against her pussy,
then against the dog's tongue. It was so good, so wet, so wild letting the animal do this
to her. Ginger kicked both legs hard against the back of the sofa. "Navy..."
She breathed his name, her pussy burning with those hot, wet licks from the animal.
Sparks burst through her delicate cuntal membranes while a flood of pussy juice coated
her outer cuntlips. Glancing down through the tangled, spit-soaked cunt hairs, Ginger
could see the glistening pinkness of her pussy. More than that, she could see Navy's red
prick dangling wetly from between his hindquarters. The fur around his neck was
standing up again, bristling, showing the excitement that raged through them all.
"Uhhhhh... Navy!"
The dog let out another whimper, nuzzling his snout up against her lovingly. It was
wonderful! Reaching down a little farther, Ginger touched the handsome, thick-muscled
dog. He was so good, so loving!
"Uhhhhhh!"
What was going on behind her now? Ginger looked up and saw that Brad had Diane in
a crouching position. Ginger's cunt fired up, the cunt walls tightening around the dog's
tongue as she saw her brother's prick. He was going to fuck Diane. Wendy was behind
Brad, licking his ass, then dropping her head and tonguing his balls. Ginger watched
her brother's face contort as the girl's tongue touched the sensitive spots around his
balls. He had one hand on Diane's narrow waist, the other pinching her stiffening
nipples as he bent her over in a doggie-fuck position. Ginger felt a rush of conflicting
emotions as the dog kept on tonguing her clit.
"Uhhhhhhh... Navy!"
Ginger nearly shouted his name now, perspiration dotting her forehead while her hair
bounced around her throat. Brad was slopping his fingers around her cousin's cunt,
painting her asscheeks with her flowing pussy juices. Diane was beside herself, grunting
and panting, begging Brad to fuck her.
"Ohhh, do it! Do it to me! Oh wow, stick your cock in me, Brad!"
Her voice was frantic, desperate. Wendy was licking his balls, finger-fucking herself,
hoping she would get some action as the young stud bent Diane over completely and
spread his legs. Diane groaned, twisting her head back and watching him hunkering
down for more power. Ginger let out a hissing breath. He was like a dog. Oh yes, he
was going to fuck her cousin just as dogs fucked in the gutter!
"Ohhh... hurrrrrrry!"
Diane wagged her ass. Ginger smiled. Brad had a way with women, she guessed. He
was turning her cousin into a raving maniac, just as he'd done with her earlier. Ginger's
smile faded when Brad pushed his prick right up against Diane's pussy. The girl's face
went white, her ass stopping its wriggling movement.
There were no protests, no pleas for mercy as Ginger had done. Diane was ready to
take it all! Wendy moaned behind, fucking three fingers into her cunt and twisting
them around and around while Brad fucked half his cock up into Diane's cunt. The
girl's body stiffened, her tits swinging out while her belly tightened. Yes, her brother
was fucking her cousin out of her mind. And down there between her legs was Navy.
"Uhhhhh... doggie!"
Navy was shaking his body, shaking more of his prick down from his sheath. Ginger
knew what he wanted, what he was planning to do to her. She wanted it too. The
sounds of her brother and Diane moaning in the background superheated her cunt. All
she could think about was cock-miles and miles of thick, throbbing prickmeat fucking
into her pussy.
She wasn't going to let Diane be the only one to get fucked today. Oh, no. She was
going to have cock in her pussy right now, even if it was the dog's cock.
"Navy... good doggie. You want to fuck me, don't you?"
The German shepherd pulled back, smacking his black, rubbery lips. Ginger shivered.
There was something so wild about having a male sucking on her cunt. And Navy liked
it. Brad had liked it, too.
Ginger let out half-words and moans as the dog licked harder and harder. She panted,
feeling dizzy as Navy moved up another inch. He growled, rimming the edges of her
cuntal mouth. She felt those tiny muscles convulsing deep inside. Wild, wild!
"Uhhhh, fuck me, Brad! Oh, it's like you're turning me inside out!"
Diane's cries sent more rills of excitement rushing through Ginger's cunt.
"Ohhh, eat me... please, eat me!"
Again, Ginger turned her head, surprised to find her other cousin standing shakily up
beside her brother. Wendy was bending her knees slightly, pushing her dripping cunt
right up against Brad's face. He grinned back at Ginger, then pushed forward, gobbling
up the brunette's pussy while fucking her sister with hard, rhythmic cock-thrusts.
Wendy nearly fell to the floor, putting her thin arms forward and bracing her body up
against Brad's.
Ginger raised her knees a little, letting them fall farther apart. Navy yipped and scooted
on the couch. His strong tongue lapped and lapped. The sounds of her clit being
pressed down into her pussy made her gasp with excitement. She couldn't put off the
fucking for long. This teasing was driving her mad.
"Ohhhh, Navy! Oh, good boy. That's the way!"
Ginger was moving her ass up and down against the steady, slick rub of the animal's
mouth. She couldn't keep still. She tilted her hips as far to one side as they would go,
then jerked them back the other way. Her tender cunt flesh was stretching deliciously,
opening more secret hollows to the dog's nipping teeth. It was mind-blowing.
"I bet I can make you cum twice," Ginger heard her brother say as he fucked his prick
into Diane's sucking pussy.
"Oh, do it! Do it!"
"Mfffffff!"
His response was muffled by Wendy's hot cunt shoved up against his face. The girl was
bending her knees then straightening, bending them again, fucking his face. It was
nearly the same thing Ginger was doing with the dog. "Fuck me, Navy!"
The wet mess between Ginger's legs was throbbing steadily now. Her cunt was feverish,
swollen. Letting out another cry, Ginger bobbed her ass around in circles as the dog
brought her closer and closer to the final rush of excitement. No! No! She would have
to hold back, restrain herself from cumming. Ginger didn't want to cum this way.
Again, the girl fought off her natural inclination to let things go and climax.
"No, Navy, no... ohhhhh, God!"
The dog was going at her wildly, slopping his tongue through her cunt. The young girl
curled her fingers in the fur of his neck. She held him hard against her cuntal mound.
The muscles in her calves cramped. She dug her heels frantically against the sofa.
"Oh, easy Navy, easy."
Reluctantly, Ginger pushed the dog away. Not yet. Not yet. But it would be soon –
soon with the dog's cock fucking her!


Chapter 10

"Do it, do it!"
Navy was licking her toes, moving around just when she heard her cousin Diane cry
out.
"Uhhhh... cumming! Oh, wow! Oh, it hurts... sooooooo goooooood!"
Curling her fingers against the back of the couch, Ginger raised herself partially and
saw Diane's pinched red face. She watched as the girl jerked and twisted and dipped her
ass. She was climaxing, cumming while Brad kept on feeding her his prick and eating
out Wendy's pussy.
"Me tooooooo!" Wendy cried.
It was a scene that made Ginger pause for a moment. Brad had leaned all the way
forward, his arms tightening around Diane's waist. To his right, Wendy was holding his
head with both her shaking hands, her cunt rubbing hard up against his face. The girl
looked as if someone were knifing her in the back. Her legs shook mightily, resting up
against Brad's shoulder. Up and down, up and down she drove her cunt muff. Above
the screams of delight, Ginger could hear the slick sounds of her brother's tongue
licking deep in the girl's pussy slit.
And Diane was squirming under Brad, thrusting her ass back in a silent plea for more
cock. He shot it to her, fucking those thick, throbbing ten and one-half inches of
cockmeat into her sucking cunt. The girl's mouth opened, her eyes bulging out as
strangled cries of delight leaped from her throat. Ginger could see those rivers of pussy
juice oozing down her cousin's tightening thighs. Oh, the girl was going out of control!
Brad slipped one hand around Wendy's ass, smacking the plump asscheeks again and
again with wet slapping sounds until he girl cried out for him to stop.
Brad was bent over, fucking Diane while still nibbling around the puffed outer edges of
Wendy's cunt. Finally Wendy slumped to the floor, falling to her knees, then tumbling
back. She slipped her hands over her big tits, massaging them gently while drawing her
knees together and rolling to the side.
Diane was still fucking back, her tits jiggling and bouncing with her lewd movements.
Without Wendy now, Brad nestled his chin between Diane's jutting shoulder blades
and circled both arms around his cousin's waist. He was driving down hard into her
pussy now, some of his fuck-thrusts actually lifting her body from the floor. Diane's
face was ecstatic. She cried out again and again, cinching her eyes tightly and yelping
like a bitch. Spit frothed around the corners of her mouth as Brad fucked and fucked
and fucked!
"Fuck me, Navy."
It was time. Ginger couldn't sit idly by and watch her cousins getting fucked that way.
She would fuck, too – doggie-style just like Diane. The girl kicked one leg out, rolling
around until she found herself down on her hands and knees. Her tits brushed lightly
over the seat cushion while her hands fanned out in front of her. It was so naughty –
but so good-feeling herself in the dog-fucking position. She wagged her ass around,
curling her fingers into the soft cushion. Navy was back behind her, sniffing at her ass,
lifting one paw and putting it up against her asscheek. It was going to happen. She was
going to have that dog-cock inside her all the way!
"Oh, do it, do it, doggie! Come on, Navy, fuck me all the way," Ginger whimpered.
The sounds of her fucked cousin were driving her mad. "Please, Navy, come on, boy,
come on, don't be afraid!"
The tip of the dog's cock slipped over her asscheeks. He was on her, his warm belly
sliding over her ass then over her spine. Ginger groaned, her lips curling into a dreamy
smile. He was going to fuck her. Ginger wagged her ass in happy expectation. Lowering
her shoulders and head a little, she thrust out her ass sexily.
Wendy had risen from the floor and was watching, wide-eyed. "Oh wow, wow, you're
gonna do it... gonna let him fuck you that way!"
Ginger's cunt muscles were tied in knots of excitement while her belly muscles
spasmed. Her whole body shivered as Navy crawled higher onto her. She felt those
familiar front legs wrapping around her body while his hindquarters patted nervously
against her legs.
"Mmmmmmm... Navy."
Ginger never tired of saying his name. There was something so beautiful about it,
something that made her all hot and fuzzy all over when she said it. Her body felt so
alive, more alert to sensations than it had before. Ginger liked that alert feeling. That
was what fucking did. It seemed to expand her feelings. Again the girl brushed up
against the hunkering animal.
Ginger thought her body would melt into a pool of heavy, slippery liquid. The hot
feelings were burning her, tearing at her as the dog adjusted his position before fucking
his cock into her. He was panting in her ear, rubbing his snout up against the back of
her neck. It was wild! That stubbly feel of the hairs around his jaws made her almost
giggle.
"Navy, that's soooo good, so good! You're such a good dog," she murmured.
There! There it was! She could feel it now, that slick hot hard thing against the backs of
her thighs. His prick! That doggie-cock! It was far less threatening than her brother's
cock. Ginger began prancing her ass for the dog.
"Uhhhhhhhhh..."
Ginger spread her knees wide, dropping her ass a little. Navy seemed to like that,
holding on tight, sliding his prick forward. She could feel the point slipping into her
asscrack, nuzzling her cunthole. "Ohhhhhhh!"
And then it happened. Stars exploded in front of her eyes. His cock pressed right over
her clit. The girl sighed, feeling the electric charge seeping from the hot clit to her cunt.
She rocked her ass from left to right, directing the end of his cockhead against one
cuntlip, then the other. The tiny pebble of her clit rolled under the pressure, sending
more and more heat to her brain. Ginger clutched at the couch, tearing at the material.
She shivered, rocking her hips forward, sliding the greasy crack of her cunt over his
prickhead.
Yes, Navy was fucking her – or was she fucking him. It didn't matter. All Ginger knew
was that she was fucking.
A low moan, all but inaudible, seeped from her throat. Ginger wanted that cock deep in
her cunt. She needed the warmth, the feeling of the dog-cock inside her pussy.
"Fuck... uhhhhhh..."
Navy was tightening his grip again, shifting position. Ginger could feel that prick
rubbing up against her cunt hairs. And then he was centering his cock over her pussy.
She could feel his muscles tightening, pressing up against her back, against her ass. "Oh
yes!"
Ginger felt his cockhead spread her cuntlips and start fucking in. It was all she needed.
She moved her hips from side to side, fucking her cunt onto his prick.
The dog grunted, his paws scratching alongside her ribs. Oh yes, and now she could
feel those heavenly bumps pressing up against her inner cuntlips.
"Fuck meeeeeee!"
Ginger felt herself melting. Someone near her was gasping with surprise. Ginger didn't
care. She kept on fucking, loving the sweaty ecstasy of fucking.
"Ummmmm!"
Ginger was rising on the dog's cock. Several bumps were stimulating her cuntal nerves.
Ginger felt her cunt muscles contracting. They milked lightly at the dog-cock while she
kept her hips still. It was wild. It was almost as wild as when her pussy cinched down
on her brother's fucking prick.
She bobbed her head around, feeling her flesh catching fire. The rising heat in her cunt
made her jerk and twist around. She arched her back as the dog pulled his prick
outward until she felt the cockhead about to slip from her cunthole. The girl let out
another cry as the dog shoved his cock forward. She could feel his hipbones grinding
against hers as he began fucking in earnest.
Ginger forgot about her brother, about her cousins, about the impending threat of her
mother coming home early from shopping. All she could think of was the dog's hard
prick fucking into her cunthole.
Ginger swiveled her ass, pressing her ass harder against Navy's furry belly. She moaned
loudly now, the need for air making her gasp and wheeze. She could hear herself
sobbing as well, and the roar of her pulse in her ears was driving her insane.
"Mmmmmm... fuck me, doggie!"
The mass of tension in her belly swelled like a balloon. Turning around, Ginger realized
someone was standing right next to her. Brad. And his prick was hard – real hard and
long and thick! There was the distinct aroma of cunt radiating from his cock. She
looked up at him and he nodded. Oh yes, yes. Sucking cock while being fucked by the
animal. What could be better?
Ginger had never done something like this before. But she had seen Diane sucking the
dog's prick. She had talked to her cousins about it. Opening her mouth now, the girl
stretched her neck forward. Brad hunched toward her, resting the double-lobed
cockhead on her pouty lower lip. That was only for an instant. Then Ginger felt his
hands braced around her head, the fingertips pressing in against her skull. Then he was
fucking his prick in, pushing the fat-headed cockrod past her front teeth and over her
tongue while telling her to suck hard.
"Mmmfmmfmffffff!"
Ginger worked it out on her own, sliding her tongue along the underside of his cock
while fucking back on the big animal-cock.
Navy was pumping hard now, his tail stretched out straight behind him while his ears
flattened against the gray fur of his neck. Yes, he was going to cum soon. Ginger could
feel his knobby boner starting to swell while the fucking movements became more
rapid. Oh, she was ready for him and her brother. What an afternoon this was
becoming!


Chapter 11

Brad face-fucked Ginger, his crotch slamming hard against her nose. Ginger gagged,
the bleachy taste of his cum washing over her tongue while the dog kept on fucking
her.
"Yeah, Sis, oh wow, yeah, let that fuckin' dog take care of you! Fuck, he's reamin' out
your Goddamned pussy nice and fast!"
Ginger thought her cunt was going to catch fire. The slick click-click of the dog's
fucking cock raced as her pulse quickened. The girl tossed her hips around with the
beat of that fucking. And all the while Brad was fucking his prick into her mouth faster
and faster. The rocking motion of Navy's fucking nearly knocked her to the floor.
Ginger stiffened her elbows, clutching madly at the sofa cushion while flicking her
tongue again and again against her brother's prick. Brad was making humming sounds
now, saying something about cumming. Cumming? Oh yes, yes, he was going to shoot
in her mouth! Suddenly Ginger felt herself hungering for that jizz to shoot down her
throat and into her stomach. Two studs were fucking her, about to shoot cum in her!
Diane was saying something about her being greedy. Ginger responded with a wild toss
of her ass. How Navy was hugging her! She felt his claws scraping her flesh until she
thought he was going to tear right through. His furred body made her sweat more and
more while his tongue began licking frenziedly against the back of her neck. She heard
his panting little whimpers while his hindquarters pressed up hard against the backs of
her legs. She drew back, clamping her lips hard on her brother's cock while flicking her
tongue wildly into that groove separating his blood-heavy lobes. Brad snapped his body
forward, letting out a growl.
She tasted something more strong than before! Jizz! Gobs of jizz starting to stream out
from her brother's cock! "Mmmmmmmm!''
Ginger went at it hungrily, swallowing as much cum as she could. Some of the cum
frothed out around her mouth, dribbling down her chin. She didn't care. Again and
again, the girl took her brother's cum while Navy fucked her hot cunt.
"Oh wow, wow, she's gonna make it now with the dog!" Wendy cried.
"Oh yeah, go for it, Ginger!"
The blonde's cuntmouth hurt and burned from the doggie-prick friction. Navy was
fucking wildly, pressing his flat chin against her back. Ginger pulled free of her
brother's softening cock, letting her head hang down. Her long hair swept over her
whitening knuckles. An angry fire was starting at the mouth of her cunthole, spreading
to her clit, then burning on up to her asshole and brain. The gathering rush in her
veins was too strong to stop. She was going to cum. She was going to cum with the
animal!
"Uhhhhhh, Navy!"
The world began spinning around while the room seemed to drop from view. In a
second the girl grunted, ramming back. She felt something hard and hot and heavy
blast through her pussy. Navy was shooting! Dear God in heaven, he was shooting off
in her pussy!
"Uhhhhhghhh... yaghghhghhh!"
That was all she needed. Overpowering waves of delight washed over her body. Ginger
clawed desperately at the sofa cushions, stars exploding behind her glazed eyes. The dog
kept shooting, whimpering, growling, snapping at the air around her ears. Ginger
wasn't afraid. She loved the way he was holding onto her, possessing her while
dumping his load of doggie-spunk into her pussy. Ginger milked down at the fucking
knobby cock, bouncing up and down like a berserk doll.
Brad was saying something to her. Her cousins were squealing with delight. But
nothing made sense to Ginger – nothing except the wonderful fucking she was getting
from that magnificent German shepherd.
Her head snapped back, her tits jiggling forward while her knees began sliding apart.
She was losing her balance, falling down onto the couch. Navy, she guessed, was
nearing the end of his climax. He was starting to loosen his furry forelegs from around
her waist. Ginger cried out, sinking to the couch, pounding her tiny fists against the
material while Navy slipped off and jumped to the floor.
"Ohhhhhh..."
Ginger lay there, her cunt still hot and throbbing, the dog's cum oozing from her cunt
slit. Her tits pillowed out in front of her as she pressed one burning cheek against the
couch cushion. Oh, how good it was, how good it had been having those two cocks
fucking her. Brad sat down on the sofa, pushing his fingers through her hair. Bending
down, he kissed her lightly.
"That was wonderful, baby. Sis, that's what I call getting a blow-job," Brad murmured.
Wendy and Diane squealed with joy from behind.
"Oh, when are you gonna do that to us again, Brad?" Wendy chirped, tossing her head
and looking laughingly at the big stud.
"Oh, let's get together tonight. We can tell Aunt Rhonda something... maybe that we're
all going to a movie or something," Diane suggested.
Brad's sensuous lips curled into a smile.
"Feel like it?"
"Oh yes, yes," Ginger sighed happily.
She would have said yes to anything her brother had suggested. The world was exciting
and new to her now. How wonderful it would be from now on. She would look forward
to her brother's vacations from college. * * * Rhonda returned an hour after the orgy,
suspecting nothing. Ginger helped set the table for dinner while Wendy and Diane
were more than solicitous about cooking the meal. Even her son Brad was helping out.
Rhonda smiled. Perhaps the girls were a good influence on her family. Rhonda didn't
know. She was only pleased everyone was getting along. That was why she didn't object
at all when they all suggested going out to a movie, then maybe getting a soda later on.
Brad would be with the girls. Rhonda felt safer that way. She gave her blessing,
watching as they hurriedly cleaned up the table and got ready. Only once did she
suspect something might be out of order. Ginger nearly dropped a stack of dishes when
Brad brushed by her. It was just some sort of accident, she told herself. But the bud of
suspicion began to grow.
"Be careful. And try to be back before midnight," Rhonda called from the door,
watching as they all slipped into Brad's Mazda and sped away.
Rhonda closed the door, slipping her blue sweater from her shoulders. Alone again.
Nothing but the ticking of the clock. No, she wasn't going to get into that trap again!
Feeling sorry for herself did nothing to make life easier.
"Navy, here, boy, Navy..."
Damn them. Damn them all! She quickly slipped off her blouse, unhitched her bra,
then pushed her skirt and panties off after kicking away her shoes. She was going to
fuck the dog right here – right here in the living room! Looking around, she saw Navy
sauntering into the front room. Sauntering! He'd never been that casual before when
she called him. Rhonda dropped to her knees, patting the floor in front of her. Navy
yawned, smacking his chops, then moved to her and sat down, his tongue hanging
from the right side of his mouth. His casualness fired the woman's cunt more than ever.
"Oh, Navy..."
Reaching down she felt back along the thin fur until she found the bulge of his cock
sheath. The frantic woman rubbed her knuckles against his prick, watching an instant
change in the dog's attitude. Navy whimpered, twisting his head around and licking her
wrist. Rhonda smiled weakly, her breath catching at his wet, licking touch. Oh God,
yes, yes, she had to have something, anything inside her cunt. Deep inside, fucking in
and out of her pussy.
"Fuck me, fuck me..."
Navy was licking her wrists again while she kept on jerking her fingers up and down,
up and down against the dog's prick. Soon the woman felt his slimy cock stiffening,
sliding out of the furry covering and rubbing up against her slender fingers. Jacking off
a dog! There was a new low for her.
Rhonda turned around, thrusting her ass high in the air. Yes, fucking, having that
animal's cock fucking into her. That was what she wanted – what she needed. Navy
was licking at her ass once again, drawing his tongue along her asscrack and touching
her cunt. Rhonda sighed, feeling her pussy explode into hot, tight electrical explosions.
Paws scratched at her ass. Rhonda lowered her torso, angling her ass up while her belly
bowed down. Quickly Navy lumbered up over her body, hugging her while rapidly
jabbing his prick back and forth. Rhonda tried to position herself so he could fuck her
more easily. But the dog seemed more anxious than ever. Maybe it was the fingering
that had suddenly turned him on. Rhonda didn't know. But suddenly she felt his cock
sliding a little higher. In a moment the pointy cocktip was pressing against her asshole.
Rhonda's eyes widened, her jaw slackening as she felt his forelegs tighten and his thighs
hunch forward.
Rhonda squeaked, her mind flashing white as the dog's cock fucked into her asshole!
Again the woman cried out, feeling her cunt going into tremors of need. Pain shot to
the outer curves of her ass while her cunt muscles cramped. For a second Rhonda
wanted to kick the dog away. But no, no, she had needed him badly all day. No matter
what he did to her, she was going to hold onto him.
Navy whined, not understanding why this fuck-hole was suddenly so tight.
"No, no... ohhhhh!"
Pulling out accidentally, Navy rammed home. This time, it was her cunt! Rhonda cried
out happily, her ass flexing against the dog's furred body. Her ass had nearly split open.
But now everything was all right. Oh yes, yes, he was fucking her, reaming out her
cunthole.
In and out, in and out the dog's cock fucked until Rhonda screamed, feeling a flood of
cum fire into her pussy. The thick, spurting masses of the dog's cum burned the lining
of her pussy. She felt her cunt snapping shut on the dog-cock while she began fucking
at her own rapid speed. Rhonda felt her mind centering on the hot-spot of her pussy
while her clit throbbed and beat out its unholy rhythm.
"Cummmmmmmmmm!"
The lightning-like jolts lasted for what seemed hours. Rhonda felt her elbows bending
out, then collapsing. She fell to the floor, sobbing and gasping for air. The dog leaped
off and was curling up for his usual cock-licking. Rhonda pushed herself halfway up,
shaking the loose hair from her eyes. She felt marvelously sleepy, satisfied.
"Oh Navy, you naughty, naughty dog. You've been doing this with me for a while, and
we're still quite a team, aren't we?"
Navy pulled his head up from his crotch and blinked at Rhonda before going back to
licking his fuzzy balls. Rhonda watched, fascinated, wondering how on earth anyone
could call this perverted. But, of course, people would. So she would have to be very
careful. And no one would be the wiser about her fucking the dog.
"Come on, Navy, come on boy. Come on to my bedroom."
There was still time for more. Maybe some cunt-licking after she'd showered. Rhonda
smiled, trailing her fingers lightly along the banister as she climbed the stairs, Navy
following her. Perhaps she should get another dog. Yes, another German shepherd.
One with a big cock. The thought pleased her ver, very much.


THE END
