PB-366 Mom's Donkey Urge
by David Crane


Chapter 1

Buck lay curled on the floor in the corner of the rustic cabin, panting 
slightly, his long, red tongue lolling out from the side of his jaw. 
The big black-and-tan hound looked exhausted, and it was obviously not 
from chasing rabbits--because his cock and balls had evidently just 
been drained. His balls were shrunken between his hind legs and his 
long prick hung along the floor in a soft coil of meat. The tip of his 
slick red cockhead still nudged out from the shaggy cocksheath, and the 
naked red prick was streaked with lashings of cum. A gossamer thread of 
glistening jism connected his open pisshole to a little slippery pool 
of slime on the floorboards.

His prick was still in the process of diminishing, the stalk rippling 
as it softened and the shiny knob slowly retreating back into the hairy 
cocksheath, spinning that slimy thread out as it withdrew. The big dog 
was spent, but not yet sleeping. His eyes were open and one ear was 
cocked and his wet black nose twitched with mild interest. Buck was 
finished, himself, but he was still paying attention to the continuing 
activity on the bunk bed across the room, where Old Blue was taking his 
turn fucking the woman.

The steady drumming sound of an ax came from behind the cabin, and 
Michelle Warden knew that as long as that sound continued it meant that 
her husband was still chopping firewood and that there was no danger 
that he might walk in and catch her doing what she so dearly loved to 
do--getting her ass fucked off by the hounds.

She had taken on Buck first, for no particular reason, since both 
black-and-tan hounds were equally energetic and enthusiastic and horny. 
She had gotten down on all fours on the floor and coaxed Buck into 
mounting her ass and throwing a dynamite fuck up her cunt hole, while 
Old Blue had pranced around them, yelping, his stiff cock jolting 
wildly under him as he impatiently waited his turn.

As soon as Buck had unloaded his balls into her, she had pulled his 
prick out of her pussy and moved to the bed, where she was now--for 
variety--fucking with Old Blue in a modified missionary position.

Michelle's voluptuous body was sprawled across the bunk, her back 
deeply arched and her knees raised. Her lush thighs were parted wide 
around the humping dog and her creamy crotch was thrust upwards, so 
that her cunt was at just the right angle for the horny hound to pour 
the prick to her. Her bright-red hair spread across the bed and a 
blissful smile turned up the corners of her sensual lips.

Old Blue seemed to have fallen into a fucking rhythm with the steady 
drumming of the ax.

Whack, whack, whack went the ax, as the keen blade shattered the logs 
into segments, and each time the chopping sound cracked in the chilled, 
brisk air, Old Blue fucked his cock into the wanton woman with such 
vigor that he seemed to be trying to chop her pussy apart.

But Michelle's pliable pussy took all the cock that the big dog could 
throw into her. The woman simply adored a cuntful of animal prick.

Whimpering like an animal herself, she met the hound's fuck-thrusts 
with equal vitality and gusto. As the brute pounded his prick into her, 
she shoved her cunt down to meet him, taking his huge cock balls-deep 
up her fuck-hole, and as he drew back she twisted her lush hips 
sideways, winding her pussy around on his retreating cock and adding 
torque to the in-and-out friction

"Oh!' she gasped, as Old Blue fed her a particularly lusty cock-lunge, 
tilting her ass up from the bunk as his prick plunged into the depths 
of her pussy.

Her whole crotch was lathered with the overflow of her cunt slot. Each 
time the hound's cock fucked into her, he pumped more cunt juice out. 
The slippery, pearly pussy nectar ran down her jerking groin and seeped 
into the tight crack of her churning ass.

She arched deeper and clamped her smooth thighs tightly to his shaggy 
shanks, riding him from below. Then she threw her legs wide open again, 
giving the enthusiastic beast free reign as he wallowed in her cunt 
gash.

His red cock vanished to the root in her pussy slot. His balls slapped 
against her ass, swollen and solid and bloated with a big cum-load.

Then he pulled back out until only the naked slab of his smoking hot 
cockhead was lodged in her cuntslot. His cockstalk was drenched with 
cunt juice, the stuff gleaming like a string of pearls on his 
prickshaft.

He fucked in again and a mist of pussy cream hung over her jolting 
pelvis. Ribbons of the stuff ran down the sleek flesh of her inner 
thighs and a creamy trickle shot up into her fiery-red cunt bush.

Her firm ass swung from side to side and her flat belly pumped up and 
down. Her cunt hole was dissolving on the dog's frantic fuck-tool. 
Michelle had already creamed when Buck poured the prick to her doggy 
style, and now she was ready to come again on Old Blue's massive prick.

Michelle was one of those very lucky women who could come endlessly, as 
long as there was a stiff cock slamming into her fuck-hole--a cock of 
any species.

Old Blue fucked on, stepping up the pace as the thrill built in his 
bestial loins. He was yelping and whimpering. His gleaming white fangs 
were bared in a snarl of passion, his dark lips rolled back. Dog 
slobber dribbled from his jowls and splashed on her belly and tits.

The blood was rushing in her ears, her heart was hammering wildly as 
the wave of ecstasy began to rush laterally across her belly and run 
like electric currents up her trembling thighs and into her crotch.

But she was still listening to the sound of the ax as her husband 
chopped the wood, unable to concentrate completely on the action 
because she knew it would be embarrassing, to say the least, if her 
husband were to finish his chore and walk in and find her getting her 
pussy stuffed full of dog cock. He might not have understood. He might 
even feel rather jealous. She could hardly blame him.

They were, after all, his dogs.

But what Dick Warden didn't know wouldn't hurt him, Michelle reasoned--
and it did her whole lot of good!

The hound's cock hissed up her juicy fuckhole, slithering through the 
slippery folds like a submarine in a swamp, the fat cock-knob splashing 
in her cunt cream. He jerked back out, dragging her clinging cuntlips 
with his cock, almost turning her pussy inside out.

The ax thudded into a log.

The dog's meat log thudded into Michelle.

The hound was panting like a steam engine and Michelle was doing plenty 
of panting herself, her big, firm tits heaving up as her lungs expanded 
and the stiff, rosy tips standing out like the valves by which those 
tits had been inflated. Old Blue yelped. Michelle moaned. The ax fell 
again, the solid thud punctuating the softer, moister sounds of their 
frantic fucking, the bunk creaking in protest under her jolting ass as 
a sort of background theme in these sound effects.

Old Blue was fucking faster now, pouring the prick to Michelle 
furiously so that he was stuffing her cunt hole twice between each thud 
of the ax.

Michelle figured she had better get the dog's cum-load drained pretty 
soon, just in case Dick was finishing at the woodpile. She knew from 
experience that once a dog was stuck up her suction of a cunt hole, it 
was impossible to dislodge his cock before it was drained--not that she 
had ever wanted to, for she adored a cuntful of doggy cum.

Old Blue's hairy haunches were a dark blur as his prick fucked in and 
out. His long tail slashed the air behind his ass like a rudder guiding 
his stroke and his spine twisted into an S-shape as he plunged in.

Michelle was really enjoying the fucking and would have liked to 
prolong it, but she knew it would be better to end it in a creamy 
conclusion than to risk having it interrupted by her husband's untimely 
return.

She began working on the dog's cock with all her skill. The wet walls 
of her fuck-tunnel clamped around the contours of his cockhead and 
cockshaft, clinging to every precious inch. Her cunt muscles began to 
milk him, closing in a series of concentric rings that rippled up his 
cockstalk from the hairy root to the naked crown, as if she had a magic 
fist inside her belly, frigging the brute off.

Old Blue began to howl with glee when her talented cunt hole began to 
really suck on his cock. He whipped his cockmeat into her with long, 
underslung fuck-strokes, his balls swinging like helium-filled 
balloons. His prick expanded inside her pussy and Michelle knew he was 
going to blow his cum-load at any moment. She jerked her pelvis, 
changing the angle of penetration, so that every inch of his long, 
iron-hard cockshaft was rubbing across her fiery clit as it fucked in 
and pulled out. She was ready to cream but holding back, waiting to 
feel the dog's fuck-juice splash into her cunt before she let herself 
go.

Her face was twisted into a mask of pure lust, eyes narrowed, lips 
slack and trembling. Her eyelashes fluttered. The tip of her tongue 
slid across her open mouth. The dog-loving woman was in paradise.

"Come," she moaned. "Shoot up my cunt hole, you dumb son of a bitch!"

Old Blue was an obedient dog.

He howled like a wolf and his massive balls burst. The hot, thick jism 
came rushing up through his cockshaft and spurted from his pisshole in 
a creamy deluge, hosing Michelle's pussy with a steaming load of dog 
cum.

She wailed with the joy of it. The dog's cum felt as hot and as thick 
as melted lead as it poured into her steaming pussy. Her cunt began to 
melt on his prick like a wax candle on a flaming wick.

Old Blue fucked steadily away, pumping more cum into her with every 
thrust. Michelle was jerking under him, her ass and hips dancing in a 
wild horizontal waltz as the waves of her coming swept through her. 
Those sweeping waves came higher and faster together, until they were 
blending into one sustained crest, tearing her loins apart.

It seemed as if the hound was never going to stop pouring the fuck-
juice into her.

His balls seemed bottomless, his spunk endless. The sweet cum was 
spraying from his pisshole in a slimy rope, an unbroken cable of creamy 
fuck-juice that began in his balls and uncoiled with a splash in her 
pussy.

Old Blue yelped and lost the beat. His heaving haunches faltered and 
his fuck-thrusts began to fade in erratic fashion. He missed a stroke, 
fed her two quick ones, then missed another. His balls were hanging 
down now, like empty wineskins, drained into her. Instead of thudding 
against her upturned ass, they were flopping.

His cock was still rampant and he kept on fucking it into her, but all 
of his cum-load had been spent. Panting and slobbering, he slowed down.

Michelle continued to fuck her pussy onto his prick, working off the 
last spasms of her coming, milking out the last pearly drops. When Old 
Blue ground to a full stop, she jammed her fuckhole down to the hilt of 
his immobile prick and made her cunt muscles pulse around the load, 
milking the last nugget of cum from his cockhead and ripping a last 
sweet tingle from her clit.

She flopped back onto the bunk, arms and legs spread-eagled, as if 
crucified by her coming. Her eyes fluttered and she smiled with dreamy 
satisfaction.

The dog slowly pulled his spent cock out of her pussy. Her cuntlips 
collared his cockstalk just behind the naked knob, sucking on him and 
holding his cockmeat in her fuck-slot for a last lingering moment.

Then she released him. His slimy red cockhead popped out of her cunt 
like a cork from a bottle. The dog whined and hopped down from the bed. 
His prick was bobbing up and down under him, still semi-stiff although 
his balls had totally collapsed.

His prick hung down toward the floor like a divining rod seeking 
moisture. Cum and cunt juice dripped from the pointed cocktip onto the 
floorboards. Then his prick snapped back upright again.

Gazing wistfully at him, Michelle smiled. She knew damned well that a 
little sucking would bring that formidable prick right back to a 
booming hard-on.

Then she glanced across the room towards Buck, and saw that his cock, 
recently drained, was showing promising signs of renewed vigor.

She wished that she had time to fuck both of these horny hounds again.

But then the last blow of the ax sounded, followed by a silence from 
outside, and Michelle resigned herself to having to wait for her next 
doggy-fuck.

She slid from the bunk and pulled a bathrobe around her naked, shapely 
body to hide the creamy evidence of her naughty pleasures. Thick 
ribbons of canine cum, streaked with the pearly strands of her pussy 
juice, had lathered her crotch and soaked down the inside of her 
thighs. She drew the flaps of the bathrobe around herself to hide that 
suspicious overflow. She felt as if her body were glowing inside the 
flannel robe. When she moved, she thought that she could hear the dog 
cum sloshing around inside her belly.

Shit, she thought. Those fucking hounds must have poured it into me by 
the bucketful. If dog cum was lighter than air, I'd float right up to 
the rafters!

Then, composing her lovely face into a modest and demure expression, 
she waited for her husband to return from the woodpile. Michelle was 
feeling generous.

She might even give the man a fuck today ...

Behind the cabin, Dick Warden lowered the head of the ax to the ground 
and leaned against it. Wood was scattered all around the chopping 
block. The energetic man had chopped more than they needed.

He'd heard Old Blue howl.

Sounds like my wife is at the dogs again, he'd thought, shaking his 
head. But then he had smiled. Dick was well aware of the fact that his 
wife was a dog-fucker, and it didn't trouble him at all.

But it made him awfully horny.

He stood there for a few minutes, giving Michelle and the dog plenty of 
time to get uncoupled.

He was a tall, lean woodsman with piercing gray eyes--and a huge prick. 
That prick was hammering wildly in his jeans now, as hard as the ax in 
his hand. He figured that he could have chopped wood with a hard-on 
like that.

But he had a better use for his hard-on. Dick left the ax leaning 
against the chopping block and headed for the cabin ...



Chapter 2

Dick Warden worked for the conservation department as a game warden and 
fire watcher, and he and his wife lived year around in the rustic 
cabin. It suited Dick because he was a woodsman who hated the social 
life of the city, and it suited Michelle since she had plenty of 
opportunities to fuck the hounds while Dick was working. Had they lived 
in the city, she would probably have fucked lots of men, being 
promiscuous by her nature, but she preferred dog cock. And besides, she 
had convinced herself that by fucking animals she wasn't actually 
committing adultery or cheating on her husband, whom she loved, in her 
own peculiar fashion--mainly because he had a whopper of a cock and 
balls to match.

Besides, bestiality was frowned on in urban areas and Michelle deeply 
appreciated the privacy of the mountain cabin, where there was no one 
around to hear the loud, howling fucks she so greatly cherished.

She had no idea that Dick was well aware of her naughty inclinations, 
knowing full well that his wife was a dog-fucker--and not minding, at 
all. If anything, he approved. But Michelle believed that she had 
always been most discreet, and that no one would ever know about it.

One thing was certain. The dogs weren't going to tell.

The Warden's cabin was isolated at the end of a rough, rutted track 
that only a four-wheel-drive vehicle could manage to negotiate--and 
only then when the weather permitted such traffic at certain times of 
the year.

But the place wasn't totally isolated, and for a few weeks a year they 
had neighbors. Just down that broken trail there was another newer and 
far more well appointed cabin, which the Richards's, a well-to-do 
family, used for their summer vacations. City folk, they welcomed the 
chance to get back to nature for a while--although they brought frozen 
foods and portable TVs and such things with them while believing that 
they were roughing it and suffering hardships. 

At the moment, however, two members of the Richards family were 
actually roughing it. Up that rough track came Valerie and her 
daughter, Linda, on foot and leading a pack animal. Valerie was a 
shapely, sexy blonde in her mid-thirties, tall and slim and elegant. 
Linda was a nubile teenager with bouncy tits and a trim little heart-
shaped ass.

And the pack animal that they had hired just happened to be a jackass--
with a huge prick.

Valerie was headed for the cabin, out of season, to give herself time 
to ponder an important decision and to get away from her husband, about 
whom that decision had to be made. She was hurt, angry, and determined.

Unable to rent a Jeep in the nearest town, she had been so firm in her 
resolve to reach the cabin that she had rented the donkey, much to her 
daughter's dismay. Neither of them knew a damned thing about taking 
care of a donkey ...

The reason for this impulsive journey was that this morning Valerie had 
walked into the maid's room without knocking and discovered her husband 
eating the maid's pussy. The cute little French maid, in her frilly cap 
and lace trimmed dress, dark silk stockings and black garter belt, had 
been perched on the edge of her bed.

John had been kneeling on the floor, his handsome face busily working 
on her bushy cunt.

The maid had cried out in alarm.

John had raised his head in surprise, cunt juice dripping from his jaw.

Valerie had just stood there, stunned speechless by the unexpected 
encounter.

And then, to make matters worse, John had given her a sheepish shrug--
and buried his face in the maid's soaking pussy again! It was 
understandable. The sexy maid had just started to cream and since he 
had already been caught he had figured he might as well enjoy the 
fruits of his misbehavior. He'd gobbled merrily away and the maid's 
pussy had melted in his mouth and Valerie had been a very annoyed 
woman. She had stormed out, leaving him to his cuntlapping, wanting 
time to consider how to deal with his infidelity.

She had insisted that Linda come with her, despite the girl's protests, 
not wanting to leave the impressionable young girl to be corrupted by 
her father's lack of morals. Linda didn't want to come. She had an eye 
for the boys and wanted to stay in the city, expecting to be bored 
silly at the mountain cabin. What in hell was there for a girl to do in 
the woods? Poor little Linda was resigned to a week of dreary solitude, 
figuring that the only pleasure she would have would be finger-fucking 
herself, while thinking wistfully of all the cocks going to waste back 
in town.

But her mother had been adamant and Linda had had to accompany her and 
now, as they walked up the trail, the girl was already starting to feel 
randy. Expectations of frustration had prematurely brought frustration 
to her loins. She was looking forward to arriving and relieving her 
smoldering pussy by a hand-job, for want of better attention.

Valerie, too, was feeling horny. She couldn't stop thinking about her 
husband's tongue flashing up the maid's soaking cunt and, although the 
memory infuriated her, it was also making her pussy hot and creamy.

Like her daughter, Valerie was eager to get to the end of the trail and 
get her hands on her cunt ...

Thus it was that two pussies were steaming very fragrantly in the brisk 
mountain air as the mother and daughter led the donkey up the broken 
path. That was why their donkey began to get excited as he scented that 
musky aroma.

Valerie was leading the brute by a rope around his neck. She had been 
worried about this, having heard that donkeys were often stubborn and 
refused to be led. But the beast was following her willingly.

No carrot held before the donkey's snout had ever been more persuasive 
than the smell of hot pussy steaming between Valerie's shapely thighs.

And as he moved, his head turned, soft nostrils flaring. Linda was 
walking beside him and the horny animal was getting a good whiff of her 
pussy as well. His balls expanded, swelling up like melons between his 
hind legs. The hairy gray sheath pulled slowly back and his black 
cockhead came sliding out in a huge slab of slick meat, flaring out in 
a wide wedge, glossy as a lump of obsidian. His cock hung down, at 
first, flopping from side to side as he walked. It reeled out, dangling 
longer and longer, until it almost scraped the ground. Then, his 
massive prick began to swell, thickening and hardening, and stiffening, 
until finally it jerked up to the horizontal under his belly.

Linda heard the beast snort and glanced sideways at him. Her eyes 
widened in awe. She was staring at the biggest cock she had ever seen--
or even imagined. His cock-knob was extended to his brawny chest and 
the thick stalk sprouted out from balls as big as balloons.

The girl blushed and looked quickly away.

But her gaze was drawn back to that colossal cock like an iron filing 
to a magnet. Intent on his prick, she stumbled on a gnarled root and 
had to place her hand on the donkey's hairy haunches to catch her 
balance. She felt his muscular body ripple under her hand--and saw his 
cock ripple too.

Glancing at her mother to make sure that the woman was not looking 
back, Linda started to slide her hand down under the jackass, her 
fingers and palm tingling for a feel of the throbbing donkey cock. But 
as the brute felt her hand slide toward his pounding prick, he planted 
his feet firmly and halted, waiting for her touch. Valerie was jerked 
up smartly on the rope. She turned back to see what had caused the pack 
animal to stop so abruptly.

Linda drew her hand away just in time, stepping away from the beast and 
looking as innocent and demure as she could, considering how guilty--
and randy--she felt. She was flushed with excitement, but guessed that 
the flush could be attributed to the efforts of walking up the rough 
trail. Her mother didn't notice the girl's attitude, anyhow.

Valerie was staring, wide-eyed and open-mouthed at the donkey's prick.

She was standing directly in front of the animal. His feet were spread 
wide and firmly planted, and Valerie found herself gaping right at the 
swollen head of his cock. The huge slab of dark cockmeat was extended 
to his chest, almost protruding out from between his front legs. It was 
pulsing in and out, like an inhaling lung and his pisshole was parted 
and bubbling with traces of pre-cum. She looked down the incredible 
length of his cockrod, as if gazing down the barrel of a cannon, and 
saw that his balls were as big as melons, swollen with a massive cum-
load.

For a few long moments, the woman's eyes were glued upon the animal's 
mighty fucker. Then, suddenly realizing that her daughter was present, 
she forced herself to look away. Valerie was blushing furiously and 
Linda was still flushed. Both felt embarrassed by the donkey's hard-on-
-and each felt responsible, believing it was the scented fragrance of 
her own hot cunt that had inspired the brute's rampant hard-on.

Turning again, Valerie yanked savagely on the rope and the donkey 
resisted for a moment, then gave a sort of shrug of the shoulders and 
moved on after her, again following the sweet scent that was streaming 
back from her pussy. Valerie felt so hot that she wondered if smoke 
might not be pouring out from under her swinging ass, hoping her 
daughter had not noticed her fascination with the donkey's prick. But 
Linda, feeling every bit as horny, herself, was thinking her own 
thoughts.

A few minutes later they came to the cabin.

Distracted by desire, mother and daughter began to remove the pack from 
the donkey's sturdy back, both of them being very careful to pretend 
that they had not noticed that the beast had a hard-on. The donkey 
stood steady, docile above his rampaging prick, as if the rest of his 
body had no connection with his hard-on. But the huge cock continued to 
throb as the aroma of steaming cunt assailed him from both sides. He 
could sense the tension between the two women, as both feigned 
innocence and ignorance, but being only a dumb animal he didn't 
understand the reason for it. The donkey didn't know that bestiality 
was taboo and, anyhow, the tension between the females was nothing 
compared to the tension that was twanging his iron-hard prick.

Valerie removed a pack and took it into the cabin. Left alone with the 
horny animal, Linda struggled against the unholy compulsion to touch 
his cock. She was tempted to grab a quick feel while her mother was out 
of sight, but was afraid that once she got her hands on that marvelous 
fucking engine she might not be able to let go.

Then Valerie returned and Linda carried another pack into the cabin, 
leaving her mother confronted with the same dark desire, wanting to 
caress the brute's cock and fighting against the overwhelming urge.

Then the donkey was unloaded.

Well, his brawny back was unloaded, anyhow--his balls were still 
swollen full.

"What are we gonna do with this donkey?" Linda asked.

"What?" her mother snapped, startled--because she had been thinking of 
some very naughty things that a woman could do with the big brute.

"Where are we gonna keep him, I mean," Linda explained, blushing again 
as she realized that her question could easily have been 
misinterpreted.

"Oh--err--we better put him in the shed out back," Valerie decided.

She reached out. Her hand seemed to be pulled toward the donkey's 
cockhead, dragged by the magnetism of his cockmeat. At the last moment, 
with an effort, she jerked her arms upward and grasped the rope. She 
swayed, dizzy with desire, as she led the animal around the side of the 
cabin. He followed her obediently enough.

Linda stared after them. The donkey's big prick bobbed lewdly as he 
walked.

Oh, how she wanted to play with his cock!

She wondered if she might get a chance during their stay at the cabin 
and grinned impishly. Things might not be as boring as she'd feared.

But at the moment she was desperate to get her rocks off. She needed 
privacy. She had her own bedroom in the cabin, but Linda knew that she 
always made a lot of noise when her pussy creamed, and she didn't want 
to be inhibited by frigging off with her mother around.

When Valerie, flushed and trembling, returned, Linda said: "I guess 
I'll take a walk in the woods, Mom."

Valerie nodded. Valerie, like her daughter, was eager to finger-fuck 
herself to a frazzle, and it suited her to have the girl out of the way 
for a while. Linda turned and strolled off toward the pine forest, 
trying to move casually, pretending to be looking around at the scenery 
like any innocent hiker in the woods--but very much aware that her 
creamy cunt was squishing between her thighs with every stride. She was 
looking forward eagerly to a furious hand-job in the brisk, wholesome 
mountain air. That, to Linda, was what getting back to nature was all 
about ...

As soon as her daughter had vanished into the trees, grateful for some 
time alone with her cunt, Valerie went into the cabin. She didn't even 
bother to go up to the bedroom. Standing in the big front room with the 
stone fireplace and the horned stag heads mounted on the walls, she 
raised her skirt and cupped a hand over her pussy.

Her cunt felt so hot she thought it might raise blisters on her palm.

She tucked her fingers under the elastic of her panties and slowly 
tugged them down, her lush ass and flaring hips squirming. She stepped 
out of the panties. They were so sodden at the crotchband that they 
seemed to spread out like a puddle on the floor.

Dipping at the knees, Valerie bent down and tilted her belly up. She 
gazed at her groin, really amazed at how hot she was. She thought that 
she had never felt so horny in her life before. Her pink cuntlips were 
unfurled like the petals of a fleshy blossom, streaked with pearly dew. 
Her cuntslit had widened into an oval, the darker inner folds exposed, 
all frothy with her seepage. Her taut clit was standing out like a 
little rosy log in a swamp. Ribbons of pussy slime trickled down the 
insides of her thighs.

Valerie was impressed by the state of her own cunt. She touched the 
tips of her fingers against her slit and felt that taut nugget throb. 
She slipped her fingers up her open cuntlips, stroking gently. The 
folds rippled and more cunt juice oozed onto her hand. She began 
rubbing her pussy slot with both hands, intending to frig off right 
where she was, standing beside the stone fireplace. But her legs were 
trembling violently. She thought she might collapse.

She moved unsteadily to the nearest chair and sat down, her firm ass 
perched on the edge and her long legs parted, extended to the floor. A 
pool of pussy juice instantly spread out on the leather seat under her 
ass. Not touching herself for the moment, she craned her graceful neck, 
her blonde head tilting down. She was desperate to cream, yet she was 
delaying it, lingering over the preliminaries. She knew that her orgasm 
was going to be dynamic today and the horny woman was savoring the 
anticipation.

Bending lower, she blew into her groin.

Her clit flared and her fuck-slot seemed to ignite, as if she had blown 
her breath onto a smoldering ember, fanning it to flames. She could 
feel the intense heat of her cunt waft up into her face. Her nose 
twitched as her own tangy fragrance drifted up to her. No wonder the 
donkey had gotten excited, she thought, sniffing.

She leaned over her lap. Her tongue slid slowly back and forth across 
her lower lip. Frothy saliva bubbled in her mouth. Valerie was wishing 
that she was limber enough to go down on herself. Her cunt looked so 
delicious that her tongue felt almost as hot as her clit. How wonderful 
it would be to be able to eat her own cunt out, to cream on her own 
fluttering tongue. What a fucking thrill it would be to have her own 
steaming cum cream flood into her mouth, to have the simultaneous joy 
of coming and drinking cunt juice out of her own pussy! The thought 
drove her wild--and frustrated her, too, because she knew she couldn't 
manage it.

She had tried often enough.

Leaning back again, panting, Valerie began to run her hands up the hot, 
moist flesh of her inner thighs, stopping the caress just short of her 
cunt. Her ass churned on the leather seat and her belly pumped. She 
placed one hand over her curly cunt mound, the fingers trailing down 
and just lightly brushing against her clit.

She bunched all four fingers of her other hand together into a phallic 
bundle and began to shove them slowly and steadily up her fuck-hole. 
Her clit rippled violently and her cunt hole foamed heavily, lathering 
her crotch.

Valerie shuddered and moaned. She finger-fucked her pussyhole with one 
hand and massaged her clit with the other, her loins jerking and 
undulating.

She knew she was going to have to cream more than once before she was 
satisfied today.

Her eyes closed. She remembered her husband's head, buried in the 
maid's crotch as he hungrily sucked her off. Jealousy sparked her lust. 
Her hands moved faster, working towards the first creamy climax. Her 
fevered mind was as hot as her cunt, images and fantasies dancing 
wildly through her thoughts. She was trying to concentrate on 
remembering John and the maid, but images of the donkey's huge cock 
kept coming into her mind. It was unwholesome to think about animal 
pricks while she frigged off, she knew--but it was so fucking exciting!

A rippling wave shot through her belly. Gasping, she shoved all four 
fingers knuckle-deep up her cunt hole, twisting them around inside the 
soaking tunnel as she frigged her clit furiously with her other hand.

The peak hit her abruptly.

One instant she was hovering just before the crest and then she was 
there, her cunt erupted like a volcano.

Wave after wave lashed through her and spasm after spasm shook her 
loins as she clung to the peak, her coming prolonged. She felt as if 
her whole body was melting, her nerves sparking in a million separate 
climaxes, her bloodstream filled with cunt juice, her mind exploding.

She bowed down, then arched back, frigging steadily away, milking her 
cunt off ecstatically as the peaks rushed through her in chain 
reaction. Pussy nectar foamed in her crotch and streamed down her legs. 
Her clit detonated again and again, and each time that it did so it set 
off a creamy explosion in the depths of her fuck-hole.

A last wild spasm rattled her and Valerie gasped and slid back in the 
chair, smiling. Her hands continued to move, making sure she had worked 
off every pulsing thrill. Her excitement ebbed slightly. But as she 
continued to rub her pussy, her clit began to tighten again. With 
scarcely a pause, the oversexed woman was working herself back up 
towards a second coming.

She hoped Linda took a long, long walk.

Valerie wanted to frig her cunt for hours.

And then the donkey brayed.

As Valerie creamed, the fragrance of her cunt got hotter and tangier 
and muskier. Her cunt juice turned to cum cream and the spicy aroma 
filled the mountain cabin and seeped from the walls and drifted out to 
the shed at the back, where the donkey stood, his prick still pounding. 
His soft, moist nostrils twitched and flared. As the scent registered, 
his cock pounded like a jackhammer and his enormous balls rolled 
between his hind legs.

He snorted and brayed in desperation.

Valerie heard the beast's plaintive cry. Her hands shoved into her 
groin. She remembered how huge and hard and hot that beast's prick had 
been--and, no doubt, still was. The memory inspired her anew and she 
began rubbing her cunt furiously, spreading the wet cuntlips open and 
fingering her inner folds. Her clit jumped out, tingling. Frothy 
rivulets of cunt juice spiraled down the inner rings of her fuck tunnel 
and spilled from out her fiery pussyslot.

Again came that mournful wail from the beast in the shed.

And again her hand slowed.

If it was thrilling to frig herself while thinking about the donkey's 
cock and balls, how much more thrilling would it be to be looking at 
his cock while she creamed! She shook her head, her mind clouded by 
desire. The image tumbled, but remained. It was as if the vision of the 
dumb brute's prick had been branded into her brain. She frowned, 
ashamed of her unholy fantasies. But shame was a feeble emotion, easily 
melted in the heat of lust. Valerie smiled, her mind made up.

She would go out to the shed and feast her eyes on the donkey's cock 
and balls while she finger-fucked her pussy to another dynamic climax.

It wasn't really wicked, she assured herself. Looking at him was not 
much more naughty than thinking about him--and that was certainly all 
that she intended to do. To her credit, Valerie really believed that. 
And, in case there were any doubts in her mind, she actually said it 
aloud.

"I'll just look at his cock," she said.

Then, as if reassured, she nodded.

She was no pervert. She was not depraved. She would never actually do 
anything with an animal ... she thought.



Chapter 3


Michelle Warden heard her husband's footsteps on the steps and then 
moving across the porch, and she wondered why his gait sounded so 
unsteady. He seemed to be staggering. She hoped he hadn't driven 
himself to the point of exhaustion as he chopped the firewood.

Then he entered the cabin and she saw why his stride had been unsteady. 
It was anything but exhaustion.

His hard-on was so huge that the fucking thing was almost throwing him 
off balance. The front of his jeans jutted out with a great, throbbing 
lump of cockmeat that was threatening to rip right through the fabric 
of his pants.

He halted just inside the door.

The two well-drained dogs looked up from where they were curled in the 
corner and wagged their tails feebly in greeting to their master.

He glanced down at them, noticing how slimy the heads of their pricks 
were and how their hairy cocksheaths were matted with cunt cream. It 
didn't bother him at all. He turned his gaze on his wife, and Michelle 
smiled.

"You got the fucking ax jammed down the front of your pants, or what?" 
she said, with a certain indelicacy of phrase common to her.

Dick grinned and pulled his zipper down, having some difficulty tugging 
it over the cock-bulge. His fly gaped open in a wedge and his cock came 
leaping out like a heat-seeking guided missile. Michelle's eyes 
widened. It was a cock that she knew well but seldom had she seen it 
this big and hard. The sight caused the core of her fuck-hole to 
tremble.

He reached in and hauled his balls out, revealing all of his massive 
meatrack to her gleaming gaze. Jamming his hips forward, he thrust his 
prick towards her. It was a truly impressive sight. His cockhead was a 
huge, mushroom-shaped slab of swollen purple meat, and his cockshaft 
was long and thick and gnarled by dark, pulsing veins as fat as 
Michelle's finger. At the root of that fleshy tower, his balls were 
inflated like balloons.

"Ooooh," Michelle sighed happily.

Michelle was insatiable. Although she had just creamed very nicely on 
both of the hounds' cocks, she was eager for a cuntful of human 
cockmeat now.

He moved toward her and her eyes crossed as she turned her vision in 
upon his looming cockhead. His prick was so long that, as he looked at 
his wife, he seemed to be aiming at her over the tip of his cockhead, 
as if it were a gunsight. He squinted. His prick-knob pulsed. The dark 
veins pounded up the underside of his prick, spreading out under his 
cock-knob.

Buck yelped. Old Blue whimpered. The dumb brutes sensed that there was 
more action ahead. Like their master, they didn't object to sharing 
Michelle between them in a bizarre sort of threesome--and they probably 
didn't notice that the man's cock was even bigger than theirs.

But, although he didn't mind that his wife was fucking the dogs, Dick 
didn't care to have them around when he was taking his own turn up her 
fuck-hole. He knew how excited the hounds could get and had a fear of 
suddenly finding himself with an asshole full of dog prick, by mistake.

"Out!" he commanded.

The well-trained hounds got to their feet and moved reluctantly to the 
door of the cabin. Their semi-hard pricks swung under them as, haunches 
lowered, they left the room.

Michelle hoped that, if Dick had noticed the state of their pricks, he 
failed to make the logical connection. But his eyes were on her, 
ignoring the animals. Then she wondered if he might notice the dog cum 
on her belly and thighs and become very justifiably suspicious. She 
figured her husband might object to taking sloppy thirds after his own 
dogs. She slid her hands inside her robe and moved them around in her 
crotch. Then, letting the robe fall open, she rubbed one slippery hand 
on her trim belly and drew the other caressingly up the inside of her 
thigh. Cunt cream glistened on her hot flesh, camouflaging the 
incriminating canine cum with her own juices. She leaned back, 
supported on her elbows. Her legs were apart, her bushy, creamy cunt 
thrusting upwards.

Dick stepped up to her. Folding his fist around the hilt of his 
cockshaft, he tugged back, skinning the cock-knob out in a flaring 
wedge. It was a mouth watering sight. Michelle leaned forward. Her 
flaming-red hair tumbled over his belly and thighs.

Her tongue flicked against his cock-knob.

"Ummm--yummy," she purred.

"Yeah, baby--lick my cock," he rasped.

That was no hardship. Michelle began to lave all over that succulent 
slab of purple prickmeat. Her tongue was nimble, sliding and slurping 
around the bulging contours, flicking against the tip, probing gently 
into his seeping pisshole. Pre-cum seeped onto her tastebuds, whetting 
her appetite. Her saliva drooled down his cockstalk as she slobbered 
heavily on the crown, her head turning from side to side as if pivoting 
on the end of his fuck-pole.

Dick's ass tightened and shoved, stabbing his prick up into her face. 
The cocktip bumped against her lips, then slipped into her mouth as she 
let her lips part around the hot wedge. With his cockhead buried in her 
mouth, his long, thick cockshaft stood out between his balls and her 
lips, like a hollow, tubular pipe linking them together, designed to 
let his jism flow from balls to mouth.

Her cheeks hollowed in and she sucked, then puffed out as she blew down 
on his cockrod. She slobbered heavily on his prick-knob and her saliva 
poured down, streaked with thicker lashings of creamy fuck-juice as his 
pisshole pumped it out. Thick drops ran onto her tongue and she savored 
the delicious flavor. Her husband's jism wasn't as musky and gamy as 
the dog's cock-slime, but it was every bit as tasty, in a slightly more 
subtle and delicate fashion.

Her flame-colored hair curtained his cock and balls as she nursed on 
his dripping prick-knob, making little moist whimpering sounds as she 
savored the feast. Dick grated his teeth and rolled his eyes, his face 
set tight with lust. Michelle's head began to bob up and down, feeding 
more of his cockshaft into her mouth. Her compressed lips collared his 
cockstalk, sucking through every inch as she slid up and down on the 
fat, succulent fucker. Her tongue curled against the underside in a 
moist, fluttering bridge over which his cockmeat rode triumphantly back 
into her maw. As she pulled up, she wound her mouth around, twisting 
her tight lips in a corkscrewing motion.

Dick grunted and humped upwards, fucking into her mouth just as if it 
were a cunt.

"Umpff," she gagged as the swollen wedge of his cockhead clogged her 
gullet.

She had taken almost all of his long prick into her mouth now. His 
balls were brushing against her trembling chin and her nose nestled in 
his crotch hair. She was gulping for air, but held his prick-knob back 
in her throat for a moment, then slowly sucked back up his cockrod.

"Ummm," she purred, her lips pulling up and turning outward around his 
thick prick as she slurped.

Dick switched his weight from foot to foot, one hip shooting up, then 
the other, fucking into her mouth steadily. He placed an open hand 
behind her neck, holding her face on his prick as he fucked his cock in 
and out. His balls swung up and slapped her under the chin.

More pre-cum oozed from his pisshole, whetting her appetite as it slid 
onto her tastebuds, and Michelle began to suck harder, more than 
willing to let him empty his balls into her mouth and swallow his hot 
cum-load.

The horny woman adored a mouthful of cockmeat followed by a bellyful of 
cum. Her cunt and her mouth were interchangeable. Her tongue was as hot 
as her clit. Whimpering, she bobbed up and down on his long, fat prick.

But then Dick pulled his cock out of her lips. The knob came out like a 
cork. Her lips slapped shut, then parted as she leaned after his meat 
and shot her tongue out, lapping at the retreating cock.

But as much as he loved to have his sexy wife suck him off, Dick was in 
the mood for cunt today, instead of a blow-job. He knew that the dogs 
had been fucking her creamy pussy, and in some strange way the idea of 
following his hounds up her cunthole really turned him on.

Michelle looked up at his face from the tops of her eyes, surprised 
that he had yanked his tasty cockmeat away from her mouth. She had 
never had a guy withdraw from her mouth without shooting his wad off 
before. Her lips parted in an oval and her tongue fluttered out 
invitingly as she made a cunt of her mouth.

Dick took her by the shoulders and gently pushed her back along the 
bunk. If he wanted pussy instead of head, that was fine with Michelle, 
who derived equal pleasure at both ends. As long as she got a load of 
fuck-juice pumped into her, she didn't care what hole got hosed.

She sprawled out, raising her knees and shifting her thighs wide apart. 
She arched her back, thrusting her juicy cunt mound upward, tilting her 
groin into the fucking angle. Dick knelt between her legs. Well 
accustomed to his wife's voluptuous body, he needed no manual guidance. 
Taking his weight on his hands and knees, he pushed his hips out and 
the head of his cock slipped into her fuck-slot.

Michelle gurgled with joy. Holding only his cock-knob in her soaking 
slot, he made his cock muscles pulse. The swollen slab throbbed and 
rippled in her cunthole.

Her mouth had been like a cunt before. Now her cunt was like a mouth. 
Her pussylips began to suck on his cockhead and her stiff clit rubbed 
against his cockmeat like a tongue. He grunted and held steady. Her 
pussy was pulling him deeper, working like a suction pump on his 
prickmeat. He wasn't humping, but her pussy was dragging his prick in 
by itself.

Her inner muscles rippled, closing in a series of concentric rings, 
pulling him deeper inch by inch. Dick groaned with the sensation. He 
felt as if his long prick was being jerked from his body--as if his 
hard-on extended right back into his guts and those guts were being 
uncoiled and pulled up into her tight, clutching fuck-hole.

She gasped, feeling that massive hunk of prickmeat plunge into the core 
of her loins, filling her pussy to the very brim with throbbing cock. 
Her husband couldn't fuck with the bestial vitality of a horny hound, 
but he made up for it by the length of his prick, filling her cunt to 
depths that the dogs failed to reach.

He held his fucker buried in her for a moment, savoring the thrill of 
having every inch buried in her steaming, soaking cunt and letting her 
whimper with the joy of having her hot pussy stuffed to the brim with 
thundering cockmeat. The certain knowledge that a pair of hard, slimy 
dog pricks had recently blazed the trail for him only added a new 
dimension to the lewd thrill her husband felt.

He pumped his cock muscles and his buried prick pulsed inside her 
pussy.

Michelle responded by rippling her cunt tunnel on his long cockstalk. 
Her cuntlips were plastered open around the root of his cockshaft, 
pulling as if she were trying to suck his stiff prick right out of his 
loins, to drag it deeper up her fuck-hole, trailing his guts behind.

His hot cockhead felt like a lump of red-hot iron buried deep inside 
her belly. His pulsating cockshaft felt like a heated crowbar levering 
and prying at her cunt tunnel.

His prickmeat was so fucking hot that Michelle thought he must be 
scalding the insides of her fuck-hole--and yet her cunt was every bit 
as hot, like a furnace around his phallic fuel, an oven cooking his 
meat.

She began to move first. Dick was holding steady and Michelle pulled 
her pussy off an inch or two of prick, then shoved back down to the 
hilt. As she pulled away, her cuntlips slurped from his belly and 
clamped around his prick like a soft, pliable wringer, working on his 
cock, milking him, dragging and pulling voraciously.

"Fuck me--fuck me!" she wailed, frantic for him to start pouring the 
prick to her.

Dick braced his knees and drew out until only his cockhead was in her 
cuntslot, a swollen hunk of dark purple meat throbbing in her creamy 
slime hole. Her clit jerked against his prickmeat. He paused, only his 
cockhead in her pussy, like a purple boulder half buried in a swamp.

Her cuntlips sucked furiously, trying to drag all of his prick back up 
her fuck-tunnel. Her lush hips worked like pistons and her firm ass 
churned on the bunk.

"Feed it to me, Dick!" she cried. With only her fuck-slot full, she was 
desperate to get her cunt hole stuffed. Her belly felt hollow--a void 
abhorred by her nature. "Pump all that big fucker up me!"

Dick grunted. His ass shifted. He fed her a long, slow, underslung 
fuck-stroke, his cockmeat rippling all the way up into her smoldering 
cunt. His cock was buried and his long cockshaft tilted her ass up from 
the bunk.

He pulled out, then slammed in again, hiking her ass higher and fucking 
his prick in at a downward angle, so that every burning inch ran 
directly across her clit as his cockhead plunged to the depths.

Michelle met him with equal intensity, slamming her raging pussy down 
to meet his savage fuck-lunges and rolling her hips from side to side 
on the backstroke. Her cunt hole was sucking and clinging to him so 
tenaciously that he had to really pull back hard to withdraw his cock.

His cock came out dripping with cunt slime, slippery and steaming in 
the air. Then it whacked in again, spraying more pussy juice from her 
slot as the tight fitting plunger filled her pussy.

His balls were sodden with her overflow. Her crotch was lathered with 
cunt foam. Streamers ran down into the crack of her ass and down her 
thighs. Thick, pearly drops splashed in her flaming-red cunt triangle, 
matting the curly jungle of her pussy hair.

Michelle was going wild with the bliss of it. She clamped her ripe 
thighs around his hips, clinging to him. Her heels hooked behind him, 
then parted and drummed on his grinding ass.

He fucked steadily, his balls swinging in and bumping against her 
jerking ass as he buried his cockmeat. More cream oozed from her cunt 
slot. Dick wondered how much of it was cunt juice and how much was dog 
jism.

"Gonna come!" she gasped. "Oh, shit--gonna cream--shoot in me, darling-
-come with me--fill my cunthole with your hot, thick fuckjuice--"

Then he did a remarkable thing.

He pulled his cock out of her.

Michelle cried out in dismay, reaching down to grab his cock and pull 
it back up her cunt hole, thinking that he had slipped out by accident. 
The horny woman was hovering just below the heights of sensation, 
afraid that her pussy would cream before she got his cockmeat back up 
her.

Dick smiled in a strange way, amusement twisted by lust. His lips 
squared back from his teeth and the smile turned into a bestial 
grimace.

He grasped his wife by her pneumatic hips and slowly turned her up and 
over. She flopped like a landed fish in his hands as he rotated her, 
turning her belly down on the bunk. Then he changed his grip, holding 
her by the thighs and drawing her back and upwards, so that her ass 
heaved up in front of his loins and the frantic woman rose up onto her 
knees before him. He was kneeling, too, just behind her. His cock 
towered up above the curve of her ass, the stalk all slimy with her 
cunt juice and his cock-knob gleaming at the top like the beacon of a 
lighthouse above the tower, flashing a warning of the rocky shoals that 
lurked below, in his balls.

Her head was down and her ass was up. She had one cheek pressed to the 
bunk, her long red hair flowing across the mattress like tongues of 
flame. And that firm, jerking ass was hiked to the highest point of her 
posture. This was a very familiar position to Michelle. Her fat tits 
flattened against the bunk as she wriggled her ass around, those 
shapely thighs tensing and relaxing as the muscles rippled, hiking her 
sweet ass up and down invitingly.

For a moment, Michelle thought that he was going to fuck her up the 
shit chute--not that she minded. But his hand slid onto her pussy, 
spreading her cuntlips and brushing against her trembling clit.

"I'm gonna doggy-fuck you, baby," Dick rasped, his voice tight with 
passion.

"Yeah--yeah!" Michelle wailed, yearning to feel that gigantic prick 
pounding up her fuckhole again.

She jerked back, expecting his fuck-thrust.

"You love to get doggy-fucked, don't you, Michelle?" he whispered, his 
tone silken and strange and suggestive, his hands grasping her by the 
hipbones again.

Michelle gulped, blinking. What did he mean? Holy shit! Was he 
suspicious? Did he know about the fucking hounds? For a split second 
her ardor dulled as she felt a surge of guilt. She had a terrible flash 
of divorce court, with the dogs summoned as co-respondents, their paws 
placed on the Bible as they took the oath.

She looked back over her shoulder, her gaze searching. But there was no 
anger in his face and she saw the head of his prick towering over her 
ass. And the sight filled her with such desire that there was no room 
left for such emotions as worry or guilt.

"Yes! Fuck me like a dog!" she cried.

Dick grinned, as if somehow satisfied by her response. He nudged the 
tip of his cock into her smoldering fuck-slot and rubbed it against her 
clit, and Michelle wailed with redoubled desire as she jammed back 
against him.

He grunted and his hips shot out, his whole hard, lean body vibrant and 
trembling. He slammed every throbbing inch of his enormous, throbbing 
cock up into her melting fuck-hole from under her ass. His cockmeat 
slithered in and his flat belly slapped against the curve of her ass.

His swollen balls flipped into her curly cunt jungle. Michelle reached 
back between her kneeling thighs and fondled those bloated balls as he 
held all of his cock up her, grinding it around in the core of her 
cunt.

Then he began to pour the prick to her with gusto. Michelle squirmed 
under him, jamming back to meet him, tits swinging and belly pumping. 
Dick was fucking his prick into her savagely, as energetic as a dog. He 
was panting and whimpering like a dog, as well.

He fucked in with an underslung stroke that heaved her ass up high, her 
knees jolting from the bunk. Then he fucked in from above, driving her 
haunches back down. Michelle was coiling and uncoiling like a carnal 
spring under him, her sinuous body jerking on his prick.

Dimly, she heard the two hounds whimpering outside the cabin as their 
sensitive snouts told them all the juicy details of this coupling.

Then she heard nothing but the pounding of her own blood in her ears.

"Creaming!" she screamed.

Dick was with her. His cock swelled up so huge she thought her hipbones 
were going to jump right out of their sockets around that cunt-stuffing 
load.

She looked back through the spread cleavage of her swinging tits, 
expecting to see the outline of his huge cock pressing a furrow up her 
belly.

He fucked in, filling her with cockmeat and filling her with joy. Her 
cunt was melting around his fucking prick, flowing so heavily that his 
prick was splashing as the swollen cockhead slammed into her depths.

"Here it comes, baby!" he gasped.

"Yeah--yeah--drown me in cum!" she cried.

His back arched deeply, head and shoulders flying back as he shoved his 
prick in to the hilt, and Michelle wailed when she felt his boiling 
fuck-juice hose her pussy.

His balls erupted again, spinning the cum out through his cockshaft and 
out of his pisshole. The thick jism poured into her pussy in a torrent.

Dick fucked in and out steadily, squirting more precious cum into her 
melting cunt each time he buried his cock back up that creamy gash, 
relentlessly draining his cum-load into her in foaming hot spurts.

Snatching his balls into her hand again, Michelle squeezed them, as if 
trying to pump more cum out by the pressure. She tugged his balls down 
as he pounded into her, fondled them as he whipped back out. His cum 
flooded into her cunt in a surging tide. Jets of jism splashed up her 
pussy, ropes of cum spun her cunt tunnel in creamy coils, great geysers 
of the stuff erupted in the depths.

Each time Michelle felt another spurt of cum burst in her, her 
insatiable pussy creamed again.

Gasping and panting, Dick slowed down.

Michelle continued to fuck her cunt up and down on his prick as she 
milked off her coming to the sweet dregs, feeling as if her whole belly 
had melted on his cockmeat. Emptied, he held his cock up her for a 
moment. Cum and cunt juice oozed out around the root of his buried 
cockshaft, frothy and thick and milky white. Her crotch was a morass of 
fuck-slime.

When he slowly pulled his prick out of her, the long cockrod emerged 
like a torpedo fired from a submarine. Her cuntlips stretched as her 
pussy clung to his withdrawing cock. When his prick-knob slipped free, 
her open, emptied cunt gushed with a frothy flood of their combined cum 
juices.

Michelle, smiling contentedly, slid belly down across the bunk. She was 
satisfied but she kept her thighs apart, just in case he wanted more.

But Dick moved from the bunk. She heard him step back and she heard the 
dogs still yelping and whimpering. When she turned to look at Dick, she 
saw that he had stuffed his softening fucker into his pants and was, 
with difficulty, pulling the zipper up over the prominent cockbulge.

His lean hips jerked as he jammed his spent, but still impressive, cock 
and balls into his fly. Michelle slid her hand down and stroked her 
soaking cunt mound.

"Had enough, darling?" she purred.

Dick grinned and nodded.

"I think that I'd better take Old Blue and Buck out for a walk in the 
woods," he said. His eyes were fixed upon her. The dogs were barking 
and yelping outside. "They haven't had any exercise all day--" He 
paused, peering at her poignantly, knowingly. "Have they?"

Michelle blushed faintly and lowered her eyes. Again she wondered if 
her husband suspected that she was fucking the hounds every chance that 
she got. But, if he did, he didn't seem to mind. And if Dick didn't 
care, why in hell should she?

She looked up again, smiling back at him impishly.

"No, darling--they've been cooped up here in the cabin all day long," 
she replied.

Dick nodded again, as if somehow he was satisfied by her answer--as if-
-maybe, she had just made a tacit confession and he had accepted it. 
Dick turned and walked out.

Michelle got up from the bunk and moved over to the window. She watched 
her tall, lean husband stroll across the clearing and into the pine 
trees.

The two hounds were trotting obediently at his heels. They were hunting 
dogs and they loved these runs in the forest. Both of them had glanced 
back towards the cabin, before they vanished, with expressions of doggy 
wistfulness.

Michelle smiled. But she thought it was too bad that Dick hadn't taken 
just one dog on a walk--and left one for her to fuck.

She had no idea that anyone else was walking in those woods at the 
moment.

And the dogs were in for an adventure ...



Chapter 4


Thrilled by the prospect of her own naughtiness, although she didn't 
know how really naughty she was going to end up being, Valerie left the 
cabin and walked around toward the shed. She paused to look at the path 
leading into the woods, to make sure that there was no sign of Linda. 
She certainly didn't want her innocent young daughter to be corrupted 
by her own depravity. But Linda was not in sight.

In fact, the girl, who wasn't really innocent at all, was busy with her 
own affairs--and very soon the girl was going to be a whole lot busier. 
But her mother never dreamed of that.

Despite the fact that she had just creamed her pussy very thoroughly, 
Valerie's insatiable cunt was as smoldering hot as ever. She hadn't 
bothered to put her panties back on--there seemed to be little point in 
doing so--and her naked cunt was steaming and squishing as she walked.

The donkey snorted as the scent of that hot cunt flowed to him, 
stronger as Valerie drew near. She heard a thud as the frantic brute 
stamped on the floor. She paused in the doorway of the shed. A cool 
mountain breeze ruffled her blonde hair and drew her skirt tight to her 
seething loins, and she felt as if that gentle breeze was fanning her 
to flames. The dumb brute eyed her, tossing his head. The short, 
bristly mane stood up stiffly on his arched neck and his moist lips 
folded back from his big, blunt teeth as he snorted noisily, spraying 
slobber from his jaw.

Valerie stepped in and closed the door. Standing back, she stared at 
the animal's incredible hard-on. His prick seemed to have grown bigger, 
if anything. What a feast for her eyes as she fondled her pussy!

The massive wedge of dark, naked cockmeat loomed out from the hairy 
prick sheath. Flecks of spunk glistened in milky drops on the glossy 
slab. His fucker looked more like a battering ram than a cock, Valerie 
thought.

Staring at the donkey's cock and balls, Valerie slowly raised her skirt 
above her hips. Holding it up with one hand, she cupped the other hand 
over her cunt mound, her fingers trailing down into her scalding cunt 
gash.

The beast's eyes bulged out as he stared at her creamy pussy. His red 
tongue ran along the line of his open jaw, slobbering heavily. It was a 
real turn-on for the over-sexed blonde to have the horny beast staring 
so intently at her cunt--almost as great a turn-on as staring, in turn, 
at his prick and balls. She dipped at the knees and tilted her belly 
up, showing the donkey her open fuck-slot.

The jackass snorted, a bubbling sound coming from his flapping lips. 
His whole sturdy body was rippling with tension. His cock was so 
fucking taut that Valerie thought she could hear it twang!

She rubbed her clit, shuddering at the caress. She traced her 
fingertips along her parted pussy folds, then slowly pushed her middle 
finger up into her fuck-tunnel, twisting it around inside the cunt 
walls.

The donkey's eyes seemed to be boring into her flesh like laser beams, 
caressing her visually. A trickle of cunt juice ran down the inside of 
her leg. Her finger pushed in to the knuckle, then slowly pulled back 
out as her tight pussy muscles sucked on the digit and cunt cream 
pooled up in her cupped palm. She pushed in again, sweeping her thumb 
back and forth across her clit as she frigged up her cunthole.

Her face was a mask of depravity, eyes narrowed to slits, panting lips 
parted. She was drooling--but not nearly as heavily as the frustrated 
donkey. His whole gray muzzle was lathered by saliva.

Her heart-shaped ass jerked from side to side as she fucked her cunt 
hole up and down on her hand. Her flow came hotter and muskier and the 
animal thrust his big, blunt head out toward her, his sturdy neck 
straining. His tongue pushed out, dripping from the edges. He was 
slobbering so much that the big meaty lapper was splashing in his 
mouth.

Lust overwhelmed Valerie. Her legs were trembling and her mind was 
reeling. She stepped closer to the beast, fucking her finger up her 
pussy again. Then she drew her hand away. Her fingers were running with 
pussy nectar and her palm was awash with the creamy stuff. She held her 
hand out to the brute's muzzle. His nostrils fluttered and his pale 
eyes glowed. His long wet tongue shot out and the animal began to slurp 
her cunt juice from her hand.

His tongue was hot and wet and nimble and eager. As he lapped moistly 
and enthusiastically at her hand, Valerie naturally wondered how it 
would feel to have the horny creature using his tongue on her pussy.

She began to switch hands, offering one to the donkey's muzzle as she 
finger-fucked her steaming fuck-hole with the other, then changing. Her 
hands went to his snout, lathered with cunt cream, and returned to her 
cunt soaking with the frantic creature's frothy slobber.

Oh, shit--should I? She wondered. Letting an animal lap my cunt is real 
naughty.

Her conscience protested--but dark desire overwhelmed her. It's only 
his tongue, she reasoned, her logic self-serving. He's already licking 
my cunt juice from my hands, and I guess it isn't a whole lot more 
wicked if he laps the stuff out of my cunt hole. Just his tongue--it 
isn't as if I were letting him fuck me or anything really bad. He's so 
frantic. I'd be doing him a favor, a kindness to a dumb animal. And 
after I've creamed on his tongue, my pussy will cool down, so there's 
no danger of getting carried away and doing anything really naughty.

She even managed to smile at that logic.

Valerie stepped closer to the donkey and shoved her slim belly out, her 
sleek thighs parted, dipping slightly at the knees and tilting her 
groin upwards.

The donkey twisted his head away, his thick neck arching, one wide, 
wild eye upon her. Then his head began to go up and down like a rocking 
horse. Valerie dipped both hands into her crotch and pulled her pliable 
pussylips wide open, turning her cunt gash into a creamy bowl.

The beast shoved his muzzle between her thighs. Valerie shuddered when 
she felt his moist snout ripple in her pussy. His hot breath billowed 
right up into her cunt hole as the donkey snorted. His soft muzzle 
nuzzled against her clit and that stiff bud jerked spasmodically.

"Oh!" she gasped. "Fucking hell!"

She pulled her cuntlips open even wider and dragged the elastic folds 
up onto the donkey's muzzle, rolling her cunt onto his snout like a 
rubber onto a cock.

The brute snorted up her pussy, then inhaled her fragrance, his nose 
flaring in her cuntslot. His tongue slid out tentatively, as if the 
dumb animal was uncertain, not sure what to do. He was familiar with 
the scent of hot cunt, of course. He was an amorous donkey and he had 
fucked more than his share of sexy jennies in his day. But he had never 
had a human cunt pressed to his muzzle before, and he was confused.

But his bestial instincts took over. He lapped at her cuntlips, slurped 
into her slot, then stabbed his long tongue right up into her fuck-
hole. Valerie wailed. That meaty lapper was so fucking big that it was 
stuffing her cunt as full and as deep as the average prick!

She swayed against his muzzle, trembling all through her voluptuous 
body and moaning with the pure joy of his caress. Her ass heaved and 
her belly pumped. She no longer needed her hands to spread her cunt 
open and she reached and held the animal's head, pulling him into her 
groin. The donkey needed no such encouragement, however. He was grazing 
in her groin with gusto.

The donkey was a quick learner. Had he been a Mexican donkey, he would 
certainly have starred in the burrow show in Tijuana, for his talent 
was inherent. No longer intimidated by the situation, the beast was 
shoving his tongue up and down her cunt hole. He was tongue-fucking 
her, his nimble lapper a match for any stiff prick--well, any human 
prick, at least.

Holding his head between her open hands, Valerie rubbed her foaming 
pussy against him. She rose up on her tiptoes, then dipped down again. 
The brute's head bobbed up and down with her. As cunt juice poured down 
the insides of her thighs, he ducked down and slurped the ribbons up, 
then slid higher and lapped cream out of her cunt bush.

She shoved against him, as if she were trying to get his whole head up 
her fuck-hole. His tongue flashed out, cunt juice streaking the red 
meat and hanging from the curled edges like strands of pearls.

She rose high on her toes again. The donkey's muzzle slid through her 
crotch. His tongue curled up into the crack of her ass. It dragged 
slowly back, slurping from her asshole back into her crotch, pulling 
through the open slot and flipping up into her golden triangle of cunt 
hair.

His gray muzzle was drenched with pussy cream and his soft, dark lips 
were streaked with the delicious stuff. He was slobbering into her fuck 
slot. His saliva bubbled out and blended with her cunt cream, turning 
her whole crotch to a swamp.

Valerie drew her hand down his jaw line and grasped his tongue between 
her fingers and thumb. She began to rub it onto her clit, using the 
donkey's lapper as if it were a vibrator with which she was 
masturbating. But no plastic vibrator had given her such a thrill. She 
still knew that it was wicked to get head from an animal, but that 
knowledge only increased the thrill of it.

She stuffed his tongue right up into her cunt hole. Her pussy plunged 
around the questing meat, sucking and pulling and clinging. His tongue 
throbbed inside her fuck hole, slithering and sliding. He shot his 
tongue deep, then pulled slowly back out and slurped on her clit.

Valerie started to come. It felt like her climax was starting in her 
heels and shooting on up her trembling legs, to explode in her pussy.

Her clit detonated and her cunt hole melted. She jerked and thrashed on 
the donkey's muzzle as the hot cum cream gushed from her cunt slot.

The donkey brayed, his tongue going wild as the flow from her loins 
flooded his taste buds, all tangy and spicy, as hot and as thick as 
melted pearls.

Her ass and hips shot in and out and the animal's head went up and down 
as his tongue delved hungrily into her hairy cunt, lapping her cum 
juices up as fast as they poured out of her smoldering pussy.

Valerie shook with a spasm, crying out with the joy of it. She vibrated 
and jolted and staggered, dizzy with the sensation, legs turning to 
jelly, all her vitality melting in the heat of her dynamic coming.

She was at the peak, clinging there, suspended over the sweet chasm of 
bliss. The donkey's delving tongue teased another wave of joy from her 
and he whimpered as the creamy flow teased his tongue, in turn.

Then she cried out with the last rippling spasm. She stepped back on 
unsteady legs. The donkey's head thrust out after her, his tongue 
giving her pussy a last slurp. Valerie sank down to her knees, too 
drained to stand. Through misty eyes, she gazed at the donkey--a look 
of gratitude for the thrill his tongue had given her. She saw that his 
jaw and jowls were glistening with her cum juices.

He returned her gaze, his own expression expectant, hopeful. Kneeling, 
she sank back onto her heels, her big tits heaving as she fought to 
control her breath. The donkey's flanks were heaving, too. His 
expression changed. The lids came lower over his big eyes and he looked 
mournful. She wondered, vaguely, if the horny brute was sorry she had 
moved away, if his insatiable tongue wanted more of her cunt. She 
looked down her belly and saw that she was soaking with donkey slobber 
all over her cunt bush, crotch and thighs. A few streaks of cunt juice 
had trickled into the frothy saliva, eluding the beast's avid tongue.

She was wondering if she could come again before Linda returned from 
her walk. The idea was pleasant and she was sure that the donkey would 
relish another snack, but she didn't want to risk having the next 
session interrupted by Linda's return. It would be so frustrating to 
have to stop before she creamed--and worse, if the girl happened to 
wander out to the barn and find her mother getting tongued by the 
beast. Trying to judge how long another orgasm would take, Valerie 
looked back and forth between her cunt and the donkey's soaking muzzle, 
as if the compassion--the obvious connection--would help her decide if 
there was enough time.

But then the donkey tossed his head and sidestepped, turning sideways 
to her--and letting Valerie look at his prick in profile. While he'd 
been merrily lapping at her cunt gash, his cock had gotten even bigger! 
His cock was so huge that it looked like a surrealistic sculpture, some 
monolith hewn out of gray stone.

Oh, the poor beast, she thought. How selfish of me to let a dumb animal 
become so excited, to enjoy myself and leave him so frustrated.

Valerie had never in her life been cruel to an animal.

And she wasn't about to start now ...



Chapter 5


Linda had walked a short distance into the forest, following a narrow 
path that led to a swift mountain stream. She paused on the bank of the 
stream, looking around to make sure that she was alone. There was 
always the slight chance that someone might wander along and that 
element of danger added to the thrill.

She unbuttoned her blouse and took it off. She wore no bra and her 
plump tits thrust out, the smooth globes rolling together into deep 
cleavage and the rosy tips standing out like little pink rocket ships 
waiting to be launched from the aureole pads. She kneaded her tit 
mounds and pulled at the tingling knobs. They exploded in her fingers. 
She cupped her hand under the full tits and lifted them, dropping her 
head at the same time. Her tongue flicked out and the naughty girl 
began to lick at her nipples and up through her cleavage. She sucked a 
stiff tit tip into her lips and nursed on it, then switched and sucked 
on the other.

"Ummmm," she purred, enjoying this foreplay. She was looking forward to 
a nice long hand-job, intending to make it last as long as she could--
although she didn't realize that, hot as she was today, that probably 
wouldn't be too long. The sight of the donkey's massive prick had 
really gotten her excited.

Faintly, from the direction of the cabin, she heard the donkey bray.

She grinned. She was hoping that she would have a chance to play with 
the animal's cock and balls sometime during the week. She would have to 
be careful, of course. It would be really embarrassing if her mother 
caught her jerking the beast off, she figured--not realizing that her 
mother, too, was intrigued by donkey cock.

She was trying to imagine what that hunk of cockmeat would feel like, 
throbbing in her hands. She even shocked herself a bit by wondering 
what it might taste like. Golly, she thought. That would really be 
naughty!

She unsnapped her jeans and pulled the zipper down. The fly gaped open. 
She began to tug them down. They fit tightly and she had to squirm her 
sexy ass and nubile hips as she drew them from her loins.

She wore black bikini panties, just a wisp of silk stretched across her 
pelvis. The crotchband was sodden with the overflow from her fuck-slot, 
milky streaks soaking through the black material. She pulled the 
panties down and kicked them from her feet. They tumbled to the ground 
like a black moth with damp wings. Ribbons of pussy nectar slid down 
the smooth flesh of her inner thighs. She didn't think that her cunt 
had ever been quite so hot and juicy.

She was wondering whether she should sit down, kneel down or finger-
fuck herself in a standing position, enjoying a solitary knee trembler. 
The position didn't really matter much, however. As long as she was 
thinking about the donkey's huge prick, she knew she was going to cream 
real good.

She stared down past her tits. Like her mother, Linda had tried to go 
down on herself. She had sat on the edge of her bed and ducked her head 
down, falling just short. Then she had lain down and hiked her ass up, 
her feet rising over her head and her pussy hovering just above her 
face, so tantalizingly close--and so frustratingly unreachable. She had 
pushed her tongue out as far as it would reach, managing to lick at her 
blonde cunt bush, but just failing to reach her clit. Her pussy slot 
had flooded with cream and a drop of the stuff had dripped onto her 
tongue and lips. She savored it on her tastebuds, then swallowed it 
down. Cunt juice was delicious! Oh, how she wished that she could get 
her head between her legs and clamp her mouth onto her pussy slot and 
suck herself until she creamed. But she wasn't able to do it and, 
naturally, she had begun to wonder which of her girlfriends might be 
interested in getting--and giving--some head.

She thought about that now, standing beside the stream, imagining all 
the juicy details. Linda was no lesbian, certainly. She loved pricks 
too much to be a dyke. But that didn't mean she wasn't turned on by the 
thought of eating pussy. She thought about the French maid, all sweet 
and sexy in her little black costume. She knew that the maid enjoyed 
getting head from Daddy--which was why they were at the cabin, in fact-
-and, being French and all, she would most likely welcome the 
suggestion. It was surely an exciting idea. Linda imagined what a 
thrill it would be to have those slim, dark-stockinged thighs clamped 
around her head and what that tasty French cunt would taste like when 
it melted in her mouth.

Linda decided that, as soon as they returned to the city, she was 
simply going to have to seduce the maid. It was almost as thrilling a 
fantasy as thinking about the donkey's cock--but not quite and, anyhow, 
the donkey was more available now than the maid was, and the girl's 
fevered thoughts turned once again to the horny animal.

She began to stroke the damp insides of her thighs, skimming lightly 
across her pussy at the top of each stroke, building up gradually.

Her cuntlips rippled and parted. Her clit shot out like a bullet. Her 
heated fragrance poured from her open fuck-slot and drifted on the 
gentle breeze.

And she heard the hounds howl ... 

Old Blue and Buck had both had semi-hard cocks when they started their 
walk, following along at their master's heels. But as they neared the 
stream, the dogs halted, raising their heads and sniffing at the 
delightfully scented breeze. They yelped with excitement.

Dick turned to see what was getting the brutes so enthused. He saw that 
their cocks were getting longer and harder and that their balls were 
swelling up. It puzzled him. He, too, sniffed at the breeze but, with 
his limited human senses, failed to detect the aroma of steaming pussy. 
The only thing that he could think of was that his insatiable wife must 
be finger-fucking herself, in his absence, and that the hounds had 
scented her pussy. Yet the dumb brutes were not even looking back 
toward the cabin.

Then, yelping, both dogs went bounding off into the woods, following 
the aroma. They were acting like they were on the trail of a rabbit, 
except that the scent of a bunny had never before given them hard cock.

Curious, Dick began to follow the brutes ... 

Linda looked up, one hand cupped over her pussy, when she heard the 
hounds baying and howling. She frowned. Were there wild dogs in these 
woods? The howling drew closer. Worried, she started to gather up her 
discarded clothing, thinking that she had better get the hell out of 
there. Then she heard a thrashing in the underbrush and looked up, 
startled. The two black-and-tan hounds came leaping from the bushes and 
splashed across the stream.

It was a terrifying sight. Their fangs were gleaming white and they 
were slobbering from the jowls. They looked ferocious. Linda hadn't 
noticed their stiff pricks yet, in her fright, and she thought the 
brutes were going to attack her. She squealed in terror and began to 
run. The dogs bounded in pursuit.

Her tanned thighs flashed and her pale ass gleamed as she fled. The 
hounds were right behind her. She cried out in horror. She could feel 
their hot breath billowing onto her ass and hear them panting like 
steam engines. One on either side of the running girl, the brutes kept 
pace with her for a few strides. Their long red tongues were lolling 
out.

"Help!" wailed Linda.

The dogs yelped and growled. Their heads thrust out and they lapped at 
her ass, and she squealed in horror when she felt those hot tongues and 
anticipated their teeth. Then Old Blue sprang on her.

The big beast jumped up, throwing his front legs around her hips. His 
weight threw the girl off balance. She took two more running steps, 
dragging the clinging beast with her, then stumbled and fell to the 
ground.

Old Blue gripped her firmly and Linda flinched, expecting his fangs to 
rend her soft flesh, thinking that she was about to be torn apart by 
wild animals. She threw one arm up to protect her throat, trying to 
drag herself away from the tenacious brute. She was on her hands and 
knees--in, as it happened, the dog-fucking position.

"Oh, no!" she sobbed.

As she jerked away, crawling, Old Blue retained his grip, hauling back 
with his front paws.

He yanked her ass up higher and the girl's head sank to the ground. She 
sobbed again, in despair, thinking that she was about to be killed. She 
was too young to die! There were so many things she hadn't experienced 
in life yet--like sucking pussy and jerking off donkeys--and now she 
was going to be devoured by savage dogs!

But the dog wasn't biting her.

Her terror ebbed slightly. She frowned, bewildered. Was the brute just 
being friendly?

Then Old Blue humped.

Holy shit, thought Linda. These fucking dogs ain't hungry. They're 
horny!

Linda giggled with relief. Old Blue was humping away as he clung to her 
ass, mounted like a gargoyle on a flying buttress. In his eagerness, he 
was missing her cunt. The head of his hard prick rebounded from her ass 
and skimmed up the back of her thigh.

Linda realized that she was in no danger. They weren't going to kill 
her, it seemed, the dog couldn't even manage to rape her. His big prick 
was pounding away wildly but he wasn't getting the angle right. All she 
had to do was wait until the brute lost interest, she reasoned.

Unless she helped him get his cock stuck up her fuck-hole!

Linda gasped at the thought. She blinked and her lips trembled. Letting 
a dog fuck her was a really naughty thing to do, she knew--yet the idea 
was wildly exciting. She could feel how big and hard his prick was, 
bouncing off her ass--and imagined how that long, fat hunk of cockmeat 
would feel if it were fucking her cunt hole!

Helping the horny animal to empty his balls seemed the logical way to 
escape from him.

The other dog was bounding around them, yelping frantically. She saw 
his enormous cock swinging under him like the boom of a sailing ship. 
If she let one dog fuck her, she guessed she would have to let the 
other fuck her, too. It wouldn't be fair to fuck just one of them.

And getting fucked twice would be more fun, anyhow, thought the naughty 
girl.

She reached back between her knees and folded her fist around the dog's 
slimy cockshaft. The huge hunk of cockmeat throbbed in her grip, and 
Linda gasped. She gave his cock a stroke and Old Blue stopped humping, 
realizing that help was at hand and waiting for her to position his 
prick.

Linda stroked his cock again. She was thinking that she might simply 
jerk the beast off--and then jerk of the other dog, as well. That 
wouldn't be as depraved as letting them fuck her, she thought.

But it wouldn't be as much fun, either.

Holding his prick by the root, she tilted her wrist, rubbing the naked 
slab of his smoking hot cockhead up and down in her steaming cunt gash. 
She shuddered as the pulsing slab of hot cock brushed against her clit.

Old Blue was going crazy, yelping and whining and whimpering as he 
clung to her haunches. His whole brawny body was trembling. It thrilled 
Linda to know how much she was exciting the horny hound, how urgently 
he lusted for her. And the other dog was every bit as enthusiastic, as 
he leaped around them, his stiff cock swinging. Knowing how much the 
dogs needed some pussy made the girl hot. Whatever misgivings she might 
have had about bestiality all melted away in the heat of her arousal.

She turned her wrist, whipping the head of Old Blue's cock through her 
creamy cunt slot, using it like a ladle to stir her juicy bowl to a 
broth. Then she pulled the cocktip into her gash, plugging the dog's 
cock into her pussy but retaining her restraining grip on his 
cockshaft, wanting to linger over the preliminaries for a while, before 
she unleashed the frantic beast and let him get on with the serious 
fucking.

With half of his naked cock-knob up her fuck-hole, Old Blue was really 
going wild. He humped, but her fist prevented him from plunging any 
deeper. He growled and snapped his powerful jaws with a click. His 
amber eyes rolled and he was slobbering heavily from his jowls, onto 
her slender, arched back. His hind paws dug into the earth and his 
bushy tail slashed behind his haunches. Every sinew in his sturdy body 
was snapping, every muscle was bunched with tension.

Linda gurgled with anticipation, jerking her ass and hips under his 
weight. His cockhead flared wide in her open slot and her cuntlips 
collared the naked slab, pulling and sucking on the hot red cockmeat.

The hound's pisshole rippled open and Linda moaned as she felt a 
steaming hot trickle of pre-cum run into her creamy slot. His prick was 
humming and twanging in her fist, the cock-knob pounding violently. 
More spunk oozed out. Linda was enjoying this initial foreplay, but his 
cock was flowing so heavily now that she was afraid that the horny 
brute might get his rocks off prematurely--that he might blow his wad 
into her slot before his prick was up her fuck-hole.

She pulled the rest of his swollen cockhead into her cunt gash. Her wet 
pussy folds enveloped it, the pink cuntlips clamping tightly around his 
thick prick. She knew that, with his cock-knob embedded in her pussy, 
the dog would need no more manual guidance. She slid her hand down his 
prickrod and fondled his swollen balls, releasing him from restraint.

She squeezed gently, feeling the hound's fuck-juice slosh around inside 
his balls. Then she drew her hand away. Hiking her ass up higher, head 
lowered, she waited for the powerful beast to start pouring the prick 
to her. For a moment he held steady, only his naked cockhead up her 
cunt and his long cockshaft standing out between them like a bolt 
fixing his balls to her cunt. More pre-cum flowed up through that 
hollow bolt, bubbling into her pussy.

Linda's nubile body coiled like a spring, her back bowing as she drew 
her ass and hips upwards and pushed her belly and tits back, 
contracting her body. Then she jolted out again, fucking her cunt hole 
onto an inch or two of dog prick. Old Blue gave a howl as her pussy 
slid over his cockmeat. His haunches tensed and he slammed out with a 
savage lunge, burying every inch of his thundering prick up her cunt.

"Oh!" she cried as she felt her cunt hole fill up with her first-ever 
load of animal cock. Then she wailed as she realized how fucking 
wonderful that cuntful was. Old Blue began to fuck his prick into her 
with wild abandon, pounding in balls-deep, jerking back until only his 
cock-knob was in her slot, then plowing in again. His cock fucked up 
her soaking pussy, spreading the pliable cunt walls as it jolted into 
the depths of her seething loins.

Her cunt molded around his prickmeat, gripping and clinging to every 
sliding inch, and her cunt muscles began to suck greedily on his 
fucker.

Linda matched the horny hound's energy, shoving her ass back to meet 
him as he poured the prick up her fuck-hole and twisting her hips from 
side to side as the dog drew out. He fed the cockmeat to her furiously, 
his bloated balls slapping up into her cunt bush.

The dog's cock was huge, swelling more with every fuck-thrust. She felt 
the massive wedge of his cockhead throb deep in her belly. He was 
stuffing her pussy to the brim. As he yanked his hard cock back out, he 
dragged her cuntlips almost inside out. Every inch of his cockshaft was 
rubbing against her clit as he slammed it in and yanked it back out.

Linda expected the brute to shoot his steaming cum-load into her at any 
moment. She was yearning for that slimy dose, too, yet the naughty 
teenager was enjoying this fuck so much that she didn't want it to end. 
She wanted him to fuck her to jelly before he creamed.

Old Blue thundered on. Because his balls had already been emptied into 
Michelle Warden a short time ago, the brute was enduring. His cock was 
swelling all the while and his balls were inflating and pre-cum was 
dribbling from his open pisshole, but he wasn't ready to come yet. But 
Linda didn't realize that and, expecting the brute to shoot soon, she 
turned her gaze upon the other dog, happily anticipating Buck's cock 
and cum even before Old Blue had finished. Her face was radiant as she 
looked at the neglected dog and saw how truly desperate the brute had 
become.

Buck had hunkered down in front of Linda, his hindquarters lowered as 
if he were stalking a rabbit. His massive prick loomed up before his 
belly, sprouting in a meaty wand from out of his ballooning balls. The 
tip of his naked cockhead was all foamy with dog cum. The thick stuff 
was flowing over the red meat of his cockhead like quicksilver. 
Trickles ran down his prickshaft and a thread, shimmering silvery, was 
strung out between his pisshole and the ground.

Linda whimpered at the sight, lusting for Buck's mighty cock even while 
Old Blue poured his equally delightful prick steadily up her fuck-hole.

The girl was afraid that the second dog, so sadly neglected, might just 
shoot his wad off untouched, wasting a hot, thick cum-load. She wanted 
to reach out and caress his cock and balls, yet feared she might 
accidentally jerk him off.

But then Blue jolted into her with a violent jerk and she slid 
forwards, closer to Buck. Buck cocked his head, his tongue hanging out. 
The hound had been well trained by Michelle and he knew the sweet 
mysteries of the human female. Linda's lovely face was lowered close to 
the ground, level with his loins. Buck whimpered and heaved up from his 
haunches, throwing his front paws around Linda's shoulders--mounting 
the girl's blonde head in the same way that Old Blue had mounted her 
ass. He shoved his cock into her face.

Linda, startled, turned her head and his rock-hard prick skimmed over 
her cheek, spinning out a slimy track of dog jism from the cock-knob.

Holy shit--this fucking dog wants a blow-job, Linda realized, shocked 
by the idea.

Sucking a dog's cock seemed even more depraved than fucking with him--
and as thrilling, too! The thought of having a dog prick in both ends 
at once was driving the oversexed nymphet wild. Her head was still 
turned sideways and Buck was humping desperately, eager to get his 
prick into her mouth. He yelped and whimpered with frustration. The 
dog's enthusiasm was infectious. Linda's eyelashes fluttered and her 
tongue slid across her trembling lips.

Buck pulled back and his dripping cockhead slid across her mouth. Cum 
bubbled onto her lips. Her tongue flicked across and licked the slimy 
stuff up and the girl gave a low moan of passion. He humped again and 
his fat, cum-loaded balls slapped under her chin. She hadn't opened her 
mouth yet, not quite sure she wanted to suck off a dog. His cockhead 
nudged her closed lips, tilting her head back.

She folded her fist around his cockstalk and held it to her mouth, 
kissing the slippery underside. She rubbed her nose against the slick 
cockmeat, sniffing, inhaling the brute's musky, gamy aroma. She frigged 
slowly up and down on his prick and his cockhead throbbed wildly, 
spilling more pre-cum onto her pursed lips.

Behind her, Old Blue threw a savage fuck-thrust into her and as her 
cunt hole filled with dog prick, Linda wailed, abandoned to lust--as 
frantic as an animal, herself, now. She knew that she might regret it 
later, when she had cooled down, but at the moment the girl was 
helpless in the grip of desire. Old Blue heaved an underslung fuck-
stroke into her, tilting her ass up on his meaty lever and shoving her 
face against Buck's cock and balls. She gasped and her tongue slid out. 
She began to lick the damp underside of Buck's cockhead.

She wailed with joy as the tangy flavor of dog cock sparked on her 
taste buds. Dog cock was so fucking delicious that it made her eyes 
water.

Her ass and hips flew in and out as the horny girl fucked merrily away, 
so ecstatic and enthusiastic now that she was actually fucking faster 
than Old Blue was, sliding her fuck-hole up and down on his prick like 
a piston.

She pushed back on Buck's hairy cock sheath, skinning it back so that 
his naked prick-knob loomed out. Her tongue glided all over that 
succulent slab. Scum bubbled from his pisshole and she lapped it up and 
her saliva foamed on his cockmeat. The beast's preliminary flow was 
whetting the girl's appetite, making her ravenous for the full cum-load 
that was swelling his balls. Dog cum was hotter and muskier than human 
cum, and Linda was wild with cock-sucker's joy.

She pushed the tip of her nimble tongue right up into his gaping 
pisshole, tongue-fucking into that cleft as her lips kissed the slimy 
tip of his prick.

Then she let her lips slowly part, feeding the brute's savory cockhead 
into her mouth. Her lips collared his slimy prick and she began to 
nurse greedily on that mouthful of succulent cockmeat.

"Ummmmm," she moaned, adoring the feast.

Her cheeks hollowed inwards as she sucked and her lips turned outward 
around his thick cockshaft. Her tongue flashed against the underside of 
his prick-knob. Dog cum was flooding her taste buds in a steady flow 
now. The dog hadn't cum but just his preliminary seepage was as 
abundant as the average guy's full cum-load. Linda swallowed it with 
joy.

Buck began to hump, fucking into Linda's mouth just as if it were a 
cunt.

Her mouth felt like a cunt to the dog--and to Linda, too. Her tongue 
was as hot as her clit and she was drooling as heavily as her pussy was 
creaming. Buck plunged in, jamming his cockhead back into her gullet 
and tilting her blonde head back on the fuck-thrust.

"Unghh," she gagged as his fucker clogged her throat. Then she purred 
as he withdrew and she sucked through every precious inch.

Mounted on both ends of the girl, Buck and Old Blue stared at each 
other across her back, tongues hanging out and eyes gleaming as they 
shared her between them, working in harmony as two well-trained hunting 
dogs will do. Old Blue fucked into her cunt hole, pushing her head 
forwards onto Buck's cock, then Buck fucked into her mouth and shoved 
her cunt back on Old Blue's prick. She felt like a bone over which they 
were fighting.

Linda didn't know which end of this double fucking she was enjoying the 
most. Her cunt was sucking like a mouth and her mouth was getting 
fucked like a cunt, and the naughty teenager was in seventh heaven.

Buck buried all of his huge prick into her mouth, his balls slapping 
under her chin. Then Old Blue stuffed her pussy to the brim with 
surging cockmeat. She felt transfixed on cock, her body spiked like a 
pig roasting on a spit. She felt Old Blue's cockhead throb far up in 
her cunt, then she felt Buck's bloated prick plow into her gullet. She 
wondered if their cockheads were bumping together somewhere in the 
center of her body.

Linda was creaming and slobbering, waves of wild bliss shooting through 
her belly and darting up her thighs, while her tongue tingled.

She gagged as Buck's gamy cockmeat slid right down her throat, spilling 
ribbons of slime into her belly. Her lips plastered around the hairy 
root of his cock as her cuntlips spread at the hilt of Old Blue's cock.

The hounds were baying and howling as they surged towards the joyful 
crest. Already creaming herself, her cunt going off like a string of 
firecrackers, Linda moaned and wailed, eagerly awaiting the dogs' cum, 
yearning to have doggy jism spurt into her from both ends at once.

Old Blue's haunches were a dark blur as he fed the prickmeat to her 
harder and faster, nearing the crest. She felt his prick swell 
enormously inside her pussy, spreading her cunt walls around his 
throbbing fucker. She sucked voraciously on Buck's delectable cockmeat, 
gorging on it, gurgling and gulping in ecstasy. What a delightful 
position this was for a horny girl to be in!

And it was quite a sight, too ... 

Dick Warden, following the yelping and the howling, came out of the 
bushes and stopped dead in his tracks. His eyes popped out and his jaw 
dropped open wide. He shook his head--then he grinned. His cock bucked 
and jolted up into an instant hard-on as he watched Old Blue's red 
prick fuck in and out of Linda's cunt slot and Buck's big cock fuck to 
the balls in her willing and voracious mouth.

Why, that's the little Richards girl, he realized. Now, who would have 
thought that she liked to fuck and suck with dogs?

And as he watched her plump tits swing under her and her nubile 
haunches jerk and jolt, he realized that Linda wasn't such a little 
girl, after all.

Dick opened his fly and hauled his cock and balls out and observed the 
scene with fascination--and anticipation.

The scene was coming towards the creamy conclusion now. Linda was 
already creaming in a wild multiple orgasm, and both dogs were nearing 
the peak.

Snarling and growling savagely, the two horny hounds poured the prick 
into Linda with gusto, quivering all through their sturdy bodies as 
they neared the crest. Linda felt Old Blue's mighty prick give a great 
surge and she gasped, the sound muffled on a mouthful of dog cock. Then 
Buck's cock surged as well, filling her mouth so full that both of her 
cheeks were pressed out at the same time.

She shoved her fuck-hole back to the root of Old Blue's cock and sucked 
so hard on Buck's cock that she seemed to be inhaling his cockhead 
right down into her lungs.

A wad of fuck-juice shot out of Old Blue's pisshole like a liquid 
rocket, exploding in Linda's melting cunt. She gasped and, a second 
later, her mouth was full of foaming hot dog cum as Buck's cock and 
balls erupted.

The dogs were pumping jizz into her from both ends, filling her up. As 
Old Blue stuffed his prick in to the hilt, the hairy plunger plugged 
her cunt hole full and cum and pussy cream spurted from her slot. Buck 
was pouring his cum into her mouth and throat so abundantly that, 
although she was swallowing it with great gulps, a lot of the sweet 
stuff was overflowing her lips and running down both sides of her chin. 
She sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked. Cum rushed up her pussy 
and poured down her gullet. She was getting hosed so full that she 
thought her belly must be expanding like a balloon. Load after load of 
jism jetted into her, spurt after spurt splashed into her cunt as 
mouthful followed mouthful at the other end. The dogs began to whine, 
faltering, their humping becoming erratic as their balls emptied to the 
dregs.

Linda, that insatiable nymphet, continued to churn between them, 
fucking her cunt on Old Blue's prick and slamming her mouth onto Buck's 
cum-spewing prick. The hounds stopped moving and clung to her, panting 
over her ass and shoulders. Linda twitched and jerked between them as 
she worked off the last spasms of her coming on their spent cocks, 
milked off the last flow of her melting pussy.

Her cunt muscles rippled, dragging a last slimy drop out of Old Blue's 
cockhead as that hunk of cockmeat began to soften and shrink in her 
fuck-hole.

She collared Buck's cock-knob in her lips, turning her head from side 
to side as she nursed on it, coaxing a few more precious nuggets of dog 
cum out onto her tongue. She moaned happily as the last tingle sparked 
in her clit and her tongue gave a final ripple. Then she stopped moving 
and knelt, panting, between the dogs. They were still stuck up her cunt 
and down her mouth and the girl was wondering if those sweet cocks 
might get hard again, and cum again, without ever being plucked out of 
her. It was a lovely idea and she gave her pussy muscles a tentative 
pull and nibbled gently on Buck's cockmeat, hoping for signs of renewed 
vigor.

Then a shadow fell over her.

Linda jerked in surprise and looked up. Buck's cock was still in her 
lips and as she tilted her head up, she hauled that meaty mouthful with 
her.

My God, she thought in horror.

Linda thought that her mother had caught her with the hounds. But then 
she saw that it wasn't her mother who was standing over her, and she 
gasped with relief.

It was Dick Warden, that handsome woodsman, grinning down at her. It 
was obvious that he didn't mind her sucking and fucking with his dogs 
because of the way he was grinning--and because he had a gigantic hard-
on jutting from his fly!



Chapter 6


Although Linda was certainly relieved to find that it was not her 
mother who had found her stuck full of doggie cock, it was quite likely 
that Valerie might not have objected, either ...

Valerie, at the moment, was dealing with a donkey prick as hard as 
stone.

The donkey had turned sideways and Valerie was admiring his gigantic 
prick in profile, her blonde head tilting from side to side as she slid 
her gaze up his cockshaft. It was no wonder that a donkey was a sturdy 
pack animal, she thought. Lugging a cock and balls like that around all 
the time must really keep the beast in shape.

Now it was time to release the brute from his burden--to empty that 
phallic pack. She shuffled closer, on her knees. The donkey brayed and 
his cock muscles twitched, jerking his long fucker up and down. The 
glossy black cock-knob smacked against his chest as it jolted up. That 
huge slab of dark prickmeat was smeared with spunk. As it whacked his 
chest, slime sprayed off and Valerie moaned and licked her lips.

She reached out, palms upwards, and ran her open hand up the frantic 
animal's cockshaft, stroking him from his balls to his flaring knob. 
The thick ventral vein pulsed in her hand. She fingered the underside 
of his cockhead. More scum oozed from the cleft and dribbled down the 
big wedge, trickling onto her hand.

She drew her slippery hand back, held it to her mouth and dipped her 
tongue into the slime. Her eyes narrowed, long lashes fluttering. She 
pressed her parted lips onto her hand and slurped the donkey jism into 
her mouth. The stuff was so thick and gooey that it was like having a 
raw oyster in her mouth. Then the stuff liquefied on her hot tongue, 
and she drank it down with a whimper.

The beast arched his head around, eyeing her. His haunches heaved and 
his cock loomed out, spilling more spunk from the parted pisshole as he 
humped at the air.

Even delivered by hand, the cum was scrumptious, and Valerie began to 
moan hungrily, her cock-sucker's appetite whetted.

She leaned in and began to tongue the head of his prick. Her pink 
lapper slid fluidly over the black slab, slurping up his quicksilvery 
slime from the dark cockmeat. The beast trembled and quivered, not 
knowing what was happening--for the human inclination towards oral sex 
was mystery to the dumb brute--but knowing that it felt wonderful.

He began humping again, sliding his cockhead along her lips as she 
licked at it. Valerie began to lap back along his leathery cockstalk, 
her hot tongue sweeping and curling as she licked his prick with great 
concentration. She flattened her tongue and slid it along the pulsing 
ventral vein. She worked back to the root of his prick and spent a few 
moments tonguing at his swollen balls.

His unattended cock jumped wildly. Valerie was afraid that the beast 
might blow his wad too soon. The cum-hungry woman wanted her mouth in 
place when the slimy geyser spurted out. She licked back up his 
cockstalk. Her lips pursed against it and her blonde head pulled up as 
she played his phallic flute. Her mouth was tingling with the gamy 
taste of donkey cock and the succulent flavor of his pre-cum as she 
dragged her lips back up towards the bulking head of his colossal cock.

She flattened her tongue and lips against the underside of the flaring 
prick-knob, caressing his at the sensitive spot where the vein spread 
out from his cockstalk into a delta under the huge, throbbing slab. 
Then she worked on up to the tip of his mighty cock, kissing and 
licking and slipping her tongue up into his soaking pisshole.

She began to open her mouth around his cockhead.

The woman was dimly aware of a baying and howling from the forest, the 
sounds of a pack of hunting dogs closing in on their quarry, but it 
never dawned on her just what that juicy quarry might be, nor that the 
hounds might be stabbing with their pricks instead of ripping with 
their jaws--as her own jaw dropped open wider and wider.

For a terrible moment, Valerie was afraid that the donkey's cock was 
too big to fit in her mouth. She whimpered in frustration. She thought 
that she might have to just hold her mouth open around his pisshole and 
jerk the brute off by hand, which would be nice--but not as nice as 
having the pounding hunk of donkey prick right in her maw when he 
creamed.

But then her lips spread wider around his slick cockhead and her jaw 
dropped down almost onto her tits and, with a slurp, the beast's cock-
knob vanished into her head.

The donkey seemed to explode, his whole sturdy body leaping with 
excited joy as, for the first time, he discovered the delights of a 
woman's mouth. His cockhead ballooned, filling her maw with cockmeat.

Valerie sucked voraciously. That mouthful was so huge that she felt as 
if her skull must be distorted around it, her head expanding. Both of 
her soft cheeks were stuffed full of cockmeat and bulging out wide. Her 
jaw was levered down and her lips were turned almost inside out, 
stretched over the cock-knob and collaring him just behind the ledge. 
The dribbling tip of his cockhead was pressing into her throat, but it 
was too fat to slide down her gullet and stuck fast at the entrance, 
spilling spunk down into her belly. There was no room left in her mouth 
for her tongue. That nimble pink lapper was jammed against the 
underside of his prick-knob.

Her breath came hard, whistling in around his cockhead as she inhaled. 
She gasped and gagged--but kept on sucking his prick, adoring the musky 
flavor of his cockmeat and longing for his cum-load.

She tried to bob her head up and down in the classic blow-job movement, 
but wasn't able to slide her lips further down his thick cockshaft. His 
cockhead, by itself, had filled her mouth to the brim.

She slid her open hands down his cockrod, holding the fat tube cupped 
between them. Reaching his balls, she began to caress and fondle them, 
tugging them up and down gently, as if she were milking a cow--but 
seeking a far creamier load than had ever come out of an udder.

As she played with his bloated balls, she sucked steadily on his prick-
knob, using her tongue and lips and cheeks in unison as her magic maw 
worked towards the conclusion--savoring the meat course and eager for 
the dessert.

The donkey stood with his legs spread wide, stunned into immobility by 
this new experience. But then the beast realized that the woman's mouth 
was a perfect substitute for a cunt, that a human female was a 
marvelous, double-ended creature.

He began to hump, fucking her mouth just as if it were a pussy. He 
tilted her blonde head back as he drove his prick out and she twisted 
her face sideways as he withdrew, winding her lips around his 
cockstalk.

Spunk dribbled from her stretched lips as the fat plunger of his 
cockhead spilled more out. Her tongue was floating in a sea of slime. 
She swallowed a gooey mouthful and milked more from his pisshole. She 
was gasping and gulping and gurgling, abandoned to pure bestial desire, 
adoring the succulence of his cockmeat.

The beast jolted in, his cock expanding inside her mouth and stretching 
her lips out like elastic bands, as he drew near the creamy crest. 
Valerie was still tugging on his balls, and she felt them ripple and 
swell. She drew her hands back up his cockshaft and, holding the long, 
fat rod between them, began to jack him off, so eager for his jism that 
she was adding manual stimulation to her cock-sucking action.

The donkey snorted, tossing his big, blunt head and rolling his wild 
white eyes. His dark lips drew back from his blunt teeth in a 
slobbering grimace.

Valerie pumped back on his cockshaft and felt it jolt as his cum came 
rushing up out of his balls. She cried out in expectation, the sound 
muffled on his prickmeat. She frigged him again, sucking ravenously.

His fuck-juice shot into her mouth with such tremendous force that the 
donkey almost blew her head off the end of his cum-spurting prick.

Her head slammed back as if a geyser had erupted into her mouth. She 
gasped, gulped and jammed her lips back down against the creamy stream. 
Cum poured down her gullet and washed over her tongue. The brute was 
feeding the cockmeat to her and squirting more cum out with every cock-
thrust. Cock spume flooded her cheeks, sloshed through her teeth, 
rocketed against the roof of her mouth. She was gulping it down 
frantically, gorging on him like a glutton.

She whimpered. The sound came out bubbling--her vocal cords were 
drenched. A gooey wad skimmed over her tongue, another flew straight 
down her throat. The donkey pumped merrily on as he drained his balls 
and Valerie gulped and gobbled, sucking him dry and using both hands to 
frig out the sweet dregs. She saw his balls deflate. She moaned and 
sucked harder, wanting more cum.

The donkey brayed and stopped pounding his prick into her mouth. His 
cock-knob shrunk slightly. With her mouth no longer stuffed to full 
capacity, the cum-hungry woman began to bob up and down, taking a few 
inches of cockshaft in as her slurping lips pushed down from his buried 
crown. Her hands pulled up and bumped against her lips, then pushed 
back towards his balls, skimming his cockhead and making it flare 
inside her maw.

The animal snorted and pulled back, jerking his cummy cock out of her 
mouth. It swayed up and down, lathered with Valerie's foaming saliva. 
Her tongue shot out and she licked up a last thick nugget of jism from 
his pisshole. Then she threw her head back and let the last mouthful of 
his succulent cock slime seep slowly down her gullet.

"Fucking hell--what a load!" she gasped, amazed by the abundance of the 
beast's fuck-juice.

There seemed to have been more of the tasty stuff than even those 
massive balls could have contained. Now those balls had diminished 
somewhat, but the brute's cock was still standing--promisingly.

The long cockstalk had bowed slightly, drooping from his loins in a 
meaty parabola and his cockhead bobbed up and down on the end like the 
weight on a horizontal pendulum. It was evident that the potent beast 
could get another hard-on with minimal effort. Valerie gazed at his 
prick. It had been too big for her to swallow more than the cock-knob.

But Valerie's cunt hole was deeper than her mouth.

And now, her appetite for a mouthful of cock satiated, her pussy was 
yearning for a load!



Chapter 7


Linda could not think of anything to say, for how did a girl explain a 
situation like this one? And she couldn't have spoken, anyhow, because 
she still had a mouthful of dog cock. She looked up at Dick Warden with 
an impish gaze, then let that gaze slide down to his cock and balls, 
making the visual suggestion obvious. Having fucked and sucked with his 
hounds, she certainly owed the man a crack at her. And, anyhow, that 
was no hardship. His big cock looked delightful.

Dick, grinning happily, knelt down beside her. Linda folded one hand 
around his cockshaft, holding the long fuckrod by the root, loving the 
way it throbbed in her palm. His fucker was so thick that she could 
barely span it in her grip. His prick was, if anything, even bigger 
than his dog's pricks.

She grasped Buck's cock by the hilt and slowly drew her lips away from 
the slimy cock-knob. The hound clung to her shoulders and whined. Then 
he hopped down. She turned her face toward the man, thinking that he 
might want to kiss her, as the first step in the seduction.

But her mouth was still foaming with dog cum, and Dick declined.

Linda reached back between her knees and grabbed Old Blue by the balls. 
She tugged. For a moment she thought that they might be stuck together, 
for his cock was still up her cunt. But then the dog's prick began to 
slip out. His cock-knob lodged in her slot for a moment, pulling her 
cuntlips outwards. Then it popped free.

The dog humped a few times, reluctant to dismount. She jerked her ass, 
and he whimpered and released her hips, jumping down from her ass. 
Linda guessed that if Dick didn't want to kiss her cum-drenched lips, 
he was not likely to want to suck her cum-soaked cunt. And that was all 
right--Linda needed no foreplay to arouse her.

She swung her head into the man's lap and began to suck on his prick.

Dick groaned as her mouth enveloped his cockmeat. He threw his head and 
shoulders back and jolted his cock up into her face. Then he slowly 
sank over on his back, stretched out in the grass.

His cock towered up, available for whatever use Linda chose to put it 
to. She knelt over him, her blonde head tossing as she mouthed his 
tasty cockmeat. The horny teenager couldn't decide if she should suck 
him off or fuck him. Being double-ended, that was always a hard choice 
to make. But although his cockmeat was succulent, it lacked the gamy 
taste and texture of a dog cock and, with her belly already full of 
canine cum, Linda decided to take the human cum-load up her fuck-hole.

She bobbed up and down on his rampant prick for a few moments, taking 
every inch of his cockshaft into her mouth and slobbering on it. She 
then pulled her lips from him and rose up. Throwing one knee across his 
hips, the girl straddled his heaving loins.

"Want me to sit on your cock?" she whispered.

They were the first words that either of them had spoken, and Linda 
giggled, realizing that fact, thinking how unique this whole situation 
was. Dick grunted a reply and reached up to grasp her pert tits in both 
hands, kneading the mounds and pulling at the stiff tips. A man had 
certain advantages over a dog, at that, Linda thought. It wouldn't be 
the same, getting her tits felt up by paws.

She squirmed over him, holding his prick by the base and guiding the 
swollen purple cock-knob into her gash. Cunt juice and dog jism poured 
down his prickshaft and soaked his balls as she poised over his fucker, 
squatting like a flagpole sitter atop his flaring cockhead.

Her cuntlips pulled on his cock-knob and her still-vacant cunt hole 
rippled in anticipation. The girl's slim thighs tensed and she began to 
slowly descend, taking his prick up into her pussy inch by inch.

Dick groaned. Her cunt hole was like a wringer, compared to his wife's 
well-used pussy, and the man knew he was in for a real treat. His hips 
heaved and he humped up from the ground, fucking more cock into her.

Linda pushed down all the way. Her cuntlips plastered around the root 
of his cock as she took every inch of the long prickrod up into her 
fuck-hole. She pressed down, holding it all in her and grinding her 
pussy around on the full penetration as she worked her clit against the 
hairy hilt.

His hands slid down from her tits and he grasped her by the hipbones. 
He lifted, pulling her pussy up his prick, as if he were using her cunt 
to jerk off with.

His cock slowly emerged, soaking with her juices, the thick vein 
throbbing and fluttering. He held her pussy on his cock-knob for an 
instant, then let her steaming cunt hole slide back down to the root. 
His balls jammed against her ass and his long prick pounded inside her 
pussy.

Linda began to fuck on his prick, her thighs tensing as she posed like 
an equestrienne in the saddle of his heaving loins. He heaved up and 
she pressed down to meet him, goring her gash on his cocklance and 
taking his burning cockhead deep into her cunt.

As Linda squatted on the man's rampant cock, her ass churning and her 
belly pumping, she was once again in a position that was very familiar 
to the dogs. Old Blue and Buck came slinking up, sniffing at her ass 
and dipping their snouts down into her well-filled pussy from behind. 
They were on either side of the agile, bouncing girl, lapping at her 
cuntlips and at Dick's balls.

Both dogs were getting hard-ons again.

But they were puzzled. The girl was placed just right for mounting, but 
her cunt hole was occupied, and the dumb brutes were confused. Dick 
raised a hand, starting to drive the hounds away. But then he saw that 
Linda was smiling, obviously enjoying the way they were lapping around 
the edges, and his hand dropped back to her hip.

Buck moved up, his tongue lapping at her swaying tits. Buck was not 
quite as puzzled as Old Blue, having already been mounted on the girl's 
head--and eager for a repetition. He hunkered down, then jumped up, 
throwing his front paws around her shoulders again. His haunches 
pranced as he shoved his prick out into her face.

Giggling, Linda glanced down at Dick and raised her eyebrows. She knew 
he didn't mind if she blew his dogs, but thought he might not want to 
share her attentions while he was fucking her, himself--and anyhow, it 
was his dog and it seemed only right that she should get his 
permission.

Dick shrugged, not minding at all. Far from it--he figured it would be 
a thrill to watch his dog fuck her in the mouth while he fucked her 
cunt.

Linda tilted her head and parted her lips. Buck humped, stabbing his 
slick red cockmeat into her mouth. Her lips clamped around his prick 
and her cheeks hollowed in and she slurped on that gamy slab happily.

"Ummmm--yummy," she purred.

Buck's hind paws scrambled on the ground as he fucked his cock into her 
mouth, his haunches heaving. His balls swung in and out over his 
master's upturned face. The dog dragged Linda forwards as he fucked his 
cock in and out of her face. She was riding on Dick's towering prick as 
she blew the hound, taking a cuntful, then a mouthful.

And Old Blue was howling in frustration, his cock surging with 
readiness, but neglected. He ran his wet tongue up through Linda's 
crotch, lapping at Dick's balls on the way, then slurped up the crack 
of her ass and dipped into her asshole. She wriggled back against his 
muzzle as she fucked her cunt onto Dick's cock and sucked Buck with 
moist, hungry whimpers.

Then, acting on pure instinct, Old Blue sprang up onto Linda's ass, 
mounting her in the dog-fucking fashion and clinging tight.

He humped, stabbing his tormented cockhead down into her crotch. But 
Linda's cunt was full. The dog's slick red cock bounced off the root of 
Dick's prick. The beast yelped and humped again, frantically, 
confounded by her blocked pussy. Again his cock-knob rebounded. This 
time, as his spine twisted inwards, his long prick slid up through the 
tight crack between the cheeks of the girl's grinding ass.

The smoking hot cocktip nudged her shit hole.

"Ohhhhh!" Linda gasped, her eyes opening wide. Old Blue was wedging his 
cockhead into her asshole, having discovered a new possibility. "Jeez--
your fucking dog is trying to get his cock up my asshole," she rasped.

"Want--me--to--stop--him?" Dick panted, fucking into her cunt as if to 
punctuate his words.

Linda hesitated for a moment. She felt the dog's fat cock-knob flare in 
her shit chute. She smiled.

"Don't you dare stop him!" she cried.

The very idea of having all three of her holes stuffed at the same time 
was driving the naughty girl crazy. She reached back and grasped Old 
Blue's prick halfway up the shaft and began to tug his flaring cockhead 
up into the tight slot of her asshole. The dog whined and humped 
through her fist. His cock pushed against her ass ring. That tiny bud 
fluttered and rippled, parting slowly. Her shit ring was already 
moistened by dog slobber. And now a few drops of slippery slime spilled 
from his pisshole, into that slot, lubricating the passage more. The 
tip of his pointed cock-knob forced itself into her asshole. Linda 
shoved her ass back to meet the dog's cock, as eager for an asshole 
full of cockmeat as the dog was to shove it up her tight ass.

But his cockhead was jammed in the tight bud, only the tip penetrating. 
Linda pushed her pussy down to the root of Dick's upright fucker, 
holding it buried in her loins. She gulped on the other dog's prick 
deep in her mouth and nursed on it. Her nubile body was trembling 
violently as she braced herself on those cocks and reached back behind 
her ass with both hands. She rubbed her thumb against the head of Old 
Blue's prick, getting it sticky. Then she worked the slime into her 
shit hole while she grasped him with the other hand and tugged his 
cockhead into her moistened asshole.

With his cock-knob embedded, Old Blue began to pound away, fucking his 
prick a tiny bit deeper with every frantic thrust. Linda felt his cock 
delve into her shit track, inching up into her ass guts. She gurgled 
onto a mouthful of dog prick and squirmed on a cuntful of Dick's big 
fucker, wriggling back against Old Blue's stiff cock.

Blue's cockhead was the fattest part of his long, iron-hard prick. Inch 
by inch, it was blazing a trail up into her ass. Linda squealed as she 
felt the thick fuck-tool probing deeper and deeper. Her ass tunnel 
spread out, adjusting to the bulk of his massive cock, the tight ass 
walls rippling and dragging his cockmeat deeper. It felt as if she were 
taking a shit in reverse.

The big dog plunged hard against her and his prick vanished up her ass. 
She wailed as his cockhead flared in her ass guts, The dog clung 
tightly to her haunches, his cock buried to the hilt and his swollen 
balls jammed down against his master's balls.

Linda began to jerk her ass in and out and to swing it from side to 
side. Old Blue held all of his cock in her for a moment, yelping and 
growling as her shit chute sucked greedily on the load. The inner rings 
of her asshole fluttered around his swollen prick, pulling and 
dragging.

Old Blue braced and began to fuck in and out, pulling his cock back 
until only the flaring crown was in her asshole, then fucking in balls 
deep again. Linda met him, her ass and hips jolting in counterpoint. As 
she fucked her asshole on the brute's big prick, she was sliding her 
fuck-hole up and down on Dick's towering fuckrod again. Her ass filed 
with dog prick, then her pussy was stuffed with human prick. Separated 
only by the thin membrane that divided her twin tracks, those throbbing 
cocks passed inside her belly like trains moving through a dark tunnel.

She swallowed Buck's prick right down her gullet, feeling his slime 
dribble down into her belly. Buck began to fuck his cock in and out 
through the caressing collar of her lips, joining in the three-way 
plunging action with joyful yelps.

Linda felt like a pincushion. She was bristling like a hedgehog, spiked 
full of pricks. A massive cock fucked up her cunt tunnel, pulled out as 
another fucked into her ass guts, driving into her so far it seemed to 
be trying to meet the other cock that was sliding down into her mouth.

Her cock-hungry mouth slobbered, her shit hole convulsed, and her pussy 
spilled out cream with a squishing sound. The girl's mind reeled, dizzy 
with lust. She could hear those hot pricks hissing into her. She 
thought that she could even hear the rushing sound her cunt juice made 
as it flowed. Old Blue's cockhead was splashing as it slammed up into 
her ass guts, as if the dog were giving her an enema. Her guts 
dissolved. She gulped down her own saliva, tainted by the tangy taste 
of dog cock, gorging on the succulent mouthful of cum that bubbled from 
his cock-knob. She swallowed it down into her belly, wondering if the 
stuff was blending with the jism that was oozing from Old Blue's gut-
stuffer.

The dogs were panting and slobbering as they clung to her ass and 
shoulders, and Dick's breath whistled from his mouth as he arched 
deeply under her, nearing the crest. She felt all three pricks swell 
alarmingly and wailed with horny glee, knowing that she was about to 
have her wildest dreams fulfilled--to have all three holes creamed at 
the same time.

Dick groaned. The hounds howled. Time was suspended for an eternal 
instant. Then all three of those huge cocks went off like an artillery 
barrage.

A geyser of jism erupted in her fuck-hole, jets of jism exploded in her 
ass guts and thick streams of dog cum cascaded down her gullet. Linda 
was knocked about on those three opposite tides. Her body was being 
pumped full from both ends and her pussy was hosed full. She felt her 
body cavities flood with hot, thick cum, felt it slosh around in her 
guts and swirl in her creaming cunt.

Coming in a series of violent spasms, the lust-crazed girl worked on 
all three cum-squirting cocks, milking them to the bone. She sucked the 
slime out of Buck's pisshole, her shit chute pulled load after load 
from Blue, and her melting cunt hole dragged the foaming cum out of 
Dick's cock and balls. Her whole nubile body was being flooded. She 
felt as if her vital organs must be floating in jism, her belly turned 
into a scum bucket and filled to overflowing.

Dick collapsed under her with a gasp. Buck shoved his cockmeat down her 
throat and spilled out a last spurt, and Old Blue pounded into her ass 
as his terminal spurt of cum gushed out.

The intricate fucking machine ground slowly to a halt, running out of 
fuel. Linda jerked and squirmed between them, working off her creamy 
climax to the dregs, sucking a last fat nugget from Buck, coaxing a 
final trickle from Old Blue, squeezing a drop out of Dick's pisshole. 
The dogs, flanks heaving, loins drained, clung to her for a moment, 
then pulled their spent cocks out of her mouth and asshole. They hopped 
down, staggering away, exhausted.

Linda was still squatting on Dick's cock and she squirmed around on it 
a bit, hoping it might be good for another fuck. But that big cock 
began to collapse, his balls already deflated and the long stalk 
starting to shrink inside her flooded cunt.

With a wistful sigh, the insatiable nymphet pulled her pussy off his 
prick and crawled from his loins. His eyes were closed, and his chest 
heaved with labored breath. His cock stood for a moment, then flopped 
down, bouncing from his trembling thigh.

On her hands and knees, she felt cum dribbling out of her asshole and 
trickling down into the stream that was gushing from her cunt, like two 
rivers converging at a fork. Dog cum was running down her chin, and 
Linda turned her head, looking at all three of her lovers in turn. But 
they were finished. She grinned wryly at her own insatiable appetites. 
How could she want more than she had already had? Full of cum, she knew 
that she was simply being greedy. She'd already had enough fucking to 
last a normal girl for a week, she figured.

Then, too--there was the donkey!

Now that Linda had been introduced to the joys of animal cocks, the 
naughty girl was more eager than ever to get her hands on that donkey's 
prick.

And she was sure that the donkey would still be horny, not for a moment 
imagining that her mother was already taking care of that sweet task 
...



Chapter 8


Swallowing the donkey's cum-load had made Valerie so horny that her 
cunt felt as if it was going to burst into flames. The beast had 
creamed her very nicely with his tongue and muzzle, but her 
satisfaction had not lasted. And now, having gorged on his cockmeat, 
the oversexed woman felt that she simply had to get fucked by that 
massive prick.

She stared at his cock and balls and shuddered. His fucker was so huge 
that it was intimidating. Still, the cock-knob had fit in her mouth and 
she knew damned well that her pussy was more pliable than her lips--and 
hungrier, as well. Her loins felt hollow and yearning to be full. 
Valerie was trembling like a virgin about to lose her cherry. In a way, 
that was sort of true, she thought. Because that giant donkey prick was 
going to plunge deeper up her cunt hole than any cock had gone before, 
into virgin territory, deflowering the parts that lesser cocks could 
not reach.

She was panting. Her hot breath wafted over the head of the beast's 
prick and that mighty shaft began to pulse and pump. His prick snapped 
upwards. It had softened only slightly after he'd come in her mouth, 
and now his cock was jolting back to a hard-on.

Her eyes glued to his prick as if she were mesmerized, Valerie slowly 
sank back onto her heels, then dropped back onto the floor. She bridged 
under the brute. Her head and shoulders were braced on the floor, her 
feet were planted firmly and her ass was shoved up into the air so that 
her foaming cunt was on a level with the donkey's cockhead.

The animal dropped his head and his tongue slurped at her stiff-tipped 
tits and slid up through her deep cleavage. His prick loomed out over 
her belly. He humped, stabbing his cock out, but approaching an inch or 
two above the target. The slick slab of his cockhead rustled through 
her blonde cunt bush and skimmed on up her arched belly, nudging the 
underside of her fat tits.

He drew back, spinning out a shiny trail of spunk along her belly. 
Valerie shoved her ass up higher and, when the excited brute humped 
again, the head of his prick slammed into her crotch. He shoved her 
back. His huge slab flared in her fuck-slot and Valerie frantically 
whipped her hips about, grinding her pussy gash against the slimy tip 
of his cock.

Cum spilled from his gaping pisshole, dribbling into her cunt slit and 
adding to the lubrication of her cunt cream. Her pink pussylips rippled 
and parted. The wet folds unrolled over the tip of his cock-knob. 
Snorting, the creature pushed against her pussy, wedging an inch of 
cockhead in through those parted cuntlips, working into her creamy bowl 
past the unfurled rim. Her pink cuntlips pulled on his black cockmeat. 
The big wedge flared, spreading her slot wider. As he shoved against 
her, Valerie pushed her pelvis up to meet him. His oozing prick-knob 
was stuck in her cunt gash. She churned against him, whimpering with 
need, and the beast plunged against her again. He bellowed and Valerie 
gasped--and his enormous cockhead squeezed into her fiery fuck-hole. 
His cock-knob was buried and her cuntlips collared his leathery prick 
just behind the swollen slab.

Valerie was suspended on the end of the donkey's looming hard-on. The 
beast worked his cock muscles and her ass bobbed up and down on the end 
of his prick. For a moment, she was afraid that her cunt could hold no 
more--that, like her mouth, her pussy could contain only the head of 
his cock. Her partially empty fuck-hole was pulsing with need. 
Desperate to be totally stuffed, the woman whipped her loins against 
him savagely. She was screwing her cunt hole down onto his prickshaft.

His cockhead inched deeper. Slowly and steadily, that huge hunk of 
prickmeat slithered up into her fuck-tunnel. Her elastic cunt walls 
spread out to accommodate his bulk, molding themselves around the 
contours of his prick and stretching out wider than they had ever been 
before. The animal humped and his prick fucked deeper. The flaring 
cockhead forged a passage and the cockrod followed, venturing into 
unknown territory.

His cockhead was already deeper than any prick had ever gone up her 
pussy, and still a good foot of cockshaft was sticking out between his 
balls and her cunt. With a lurch the donkey bottomed out. His cock-knob 
thumped solidly in the depths of her cunt and could fuck no deeper. 
Valerie felt so full of cockmeat that she thought she could taste it--
thought that, when he shot his wad, his cum would come spurting out of 
her mouth. His prick jerked and she swayed up and down on it. She was 
stuffed to the max with hard cock and almost a foot of cockshaft still 
remained unsheathed--but there was no room for more cock, no place for 
it to go. Her hungry cunt was now gloriously gorged, crammed completely 
full of hot beautiful cock.

The donkey held that full penetration for a moment, with his buried 
cock throbbing inside her pussy. She felt as if he were pumping her up, 
inflating her belly on his big valve. She twisted her hips, grinding 
her cunt hole around on his prick, eager for the brute to start fucking 
into her.

Then the donkey pulled back.

But his cock was wedged up her cunt so tightly that, instead of 
withdrawing, he merely hauled her loins back on his cockshaft. He 
thrust out and jerked back again, and his prick refused to slide in and 
out. He was stuck fast!

Valerie moaned in frustration. It was lovely to have her pussy so full 
of cockmeat, but she was longing to feel that gigantic cunt-stuffer 
sliding in and out in the fucking rhythm. She shoved against the floor 
with her feet and shoulders, trying her best to keep her loins in 
position so that the donkey's cock could draw out and slam back in--and 
failed. Her whole body was dragged on his cock as he heaved.

Well, at least she could cream on that cuntful, she figured. But then 
she had another thought: Could the donkey get his rocks off, without 
the customary, sliding friction?

And if he couldn't--she gulped in panic--how would they uncouple? She 
had a terrible idea that she might be stuck on the donkey's cock for 
hours! That she might still be impaled on his cock when her daughter 
returned!

Valerie began to thrash wildly, dismayed by the possibility. She 
clamped her smooth thighs around his colossal cock, holding him 
tightly, as she tried to jam her cunt hole up and down on the end of 
it. But still he did not budge. His cockhead was in the very depths of 
her pussy, most of his cockstalk was lodged in her fucktunnel, but she 
could not slide a single inch!

Valerie realized she was in serious trouble.

But help was at hand ...* * *

Dick Warden was sprawled out, semi-conscious in the aftermath of his 
coming. And the two hounds were panting, curled up on the ground, their 
balls empty and their pricks retracting slowly back into their cock 
sheaths.

Linda looked them over and, finding no signs of renewed vitality, 
turned and ran back the way she had fled when the dogs had pursued her. 
Tits jiggling and bare ass flashing, she returned to the stream and 
gathered up her clothing. She left her sodden panties there, thinking 
that the doggies might want a little snack on their way home. She 
carried her blouse and jeans in her arms, figuring there was no point 
in getting dressed yet, since she intended to pay a visit to the barn. 
She knew that the donkey was going to be spewing cum all over the place 
when she jacked him off, and there was no sense in getting her clothing 
all soaked. She hurried back along the path, and when she came to the 
clearing, she hid in the bushes and looked out at the cabin to make 
sure that there was no sign of her mother. Supposing the woman was in 
the cabin, the naughty girl headed straight for the shed.

She heard the donkey snorting, and she grinned.

The poor, neglected beast must know I'm coming, she thought, very much 
aware that her steaming cunt was scenting the air with her excited 
fragrance.

Linda stepped into the barn--and stopped dead.

"Holy shit!" she gasped.

She was staring at an incredible scene. There was her sexy mother, 
naked and bridged under the donkey, with the beast's massive cock stuck 
fast up her cunt hole! Valerie was jerking and churning on his 
cockmeat, desperately trying to get the action started. Linda 
identified the problem instantly. The look of amazement faded from her 
lovely face and the nubile teenager smiled lasciviously.

"Fucking the donkey, huh, Mom?" she said.

Valerie's head snapped back and, her neck bridged, she looked at her 
daughter, seeing the girl upside down. She blushed and gasped. Her lips 
moved but no words came out. What could a mother say to her daughter at 
a time like this?

Linda moved closer, staring at her mother's crotch. The woman's rosy 
cuntlips were stretched wide around the donkey's throbbing cockstalk 
and cunt juice was streaming down her crotch and soaking into the crack 
of her ass--and Linda envied her mother. She wanted her own cunt 
stuffed full of the donkey's cock. And she saw quite obviously that the 
beast was going to have to come into Valerie, before he would be able 
to pull his prick out--and let Linda have a go at it.

"What-what a-are-" stammered Valerie, expecting the girl to be shocked 
and disgusted. But then she saw that Linda was smiling approvingly.

"Looks like you need some help, Mom,"

Valerie wailed in disbelief.

"Stuck tight, isn't he?" Linda giggled. "I guess I better give you a 
hand."

Naked, Linda knelt down beside her mother. Valerie bobbed up and down 
helplessly, transfixed on donkey cock. The donkey--not aware that 
bestiality was taboo, being only a dumb animal--continued to hump. 
Linda grasped his cockshaft between both hands, holding the thick 
cockrod just where it came sprouting out from her mother's crotch. She 
began to tug, push-pulling on his prick, trying to get the sliding 
action started. She leaned over her mother's belly, her blonde hair 
tumbling down, her fascinated gaze fixed on Valerie's cock-stuffed 
cunt. Her plump tits bobbed. She was still smiling, but her sensual 
lips were trembling now.

Linda felt no need to be inhibited. With a mother that fucked donkeys, 
why be shy?

"You aren't wet enough," she lied--for how could a cunt get any wetter 
than Valerie's overflowing gash?

Her face ducked down. Her lips parted wide and Linda began to slobber 
against her mother's cunt. Her saliva flowed over Valerie's taut clit 
and trickled around the donkey's cockshaft. Her tongue slid around, 
lapping at Valerie's stretched cuntlips, slurping on the animal's 
cockstalk, flicking against the woman's fiery clit. Her hands continued 
to tug on the brute's prick as she ground her head around in the 
coupling.

The girl raised her head, the whole lower half of her pretty face 
drenched with glistening slime.

"I can't get the fucker moving," she whispered. "I can't get a good 
grip from the side." Her eyes were taunting as she glanced up at her 
mother's panic-stricken face. "I guess I'll have to kneel over you, 
Mom."

She lifted one knee and slid it across, straddling her mother's arched 
torso. Her streaming cunt hovered just over Valerie's face. Juice was 
running down the girl's sleek thighs and her crotch was lathered. 
Valerie's head moved up towards that creamy cunt automatically, her 
neck craning and her mouth watering.

Linda squirmed, hauling on the donkey's cockshaft with both hands. As 
she pulled back, her ass slid lower and her cunt was poised just over 
her mother's upturned face. The girl's cuntlips were open wide and 
cream spiraled down the folds. Valerie's tongue pushed out.

Linda braced herself, her thighs rippling. She gave the donkey's prick 
a jerk--and her cunt slid back onto Valerie's face. Valerie's tongue 
shot out, flicking her daughter's clit, then sliding up her cunt slot.

"Oooooh--that's nice, Mom," the girl purred.

She ground her ass about, working her pussy against Valerie's eager 
mouth. Valerie whimpered as delicious cunt juice soaked her tongue. Her 
hands rose up and she cupped her daughter around the cheeks of her ass, 
drawing the girl's pussy tighter to her face. Her head tilted back as 
if she were draining that hairy goblet to the dregs.

She had been using only her tongue, to begin with. Now Valerie clamped 
her parted lips to Linda's fuck-slot and began to suck voraciously. Her 
mouth filled with cum-cream. She gulped and gurgled with the joy of it. 
Her daughter's pussy was the most delicious thing she had ever tasted, 
and if it was naughty to suck off the girl, it was all the more 
thrilling because of it. The woman had gone suck crazy. With a cuntful 
of donkey cock, Valerie was wild with lust.

Her lips were clamped over Linda's cunt slot like a suction cup to a 
drain. As she mouthed the soaking cunt hole, she tongue-fucked in and 
out. Linda wriggled and squealed in ecstasy. Her own head bobbed down 
into Valerie's crotch again and she began to suck on her mother's clit. 
The donkey's cockshaft pulsed in Linda's lips--and now, as Valerie's 
cunt hole got even hotter and juicier, that huge meaty plunger finally 
began to slide in and out!

An inch of cockshaft pulled out of Valerie's pussy, dragging her 
cuntlips with it. Then another inch, and another. The frantic beast 
jerked hard and all of his cockrod came out, lathered with her cunt 
cream. His swollen prick-knob flared in her pussy slot. Linda gasped 
and tongued the succulent slab, lapping her mother's cunt juice from 
the donkey's black cockmeat. Then he lunged back in, fucking most of 
his cock into her. Linda's nimble tongue slid up into her mother's 
fuck-tunnel alongside the animal's thundering prick. His balls swung in 
and out like the dewlap of a rutting moose as he fell into the rhythm, 
pouring the prick into Valerie with gusto. His cockmeat slid across 
Linda's lips and over her flashing tongue and vanished up her mother's 
fuck-hole.

"Ooooh--he's fucking you, Mom!" the girl wailed, her words muffled in 
Valerie's crotch.

But Valerie was well aware of that. She was slamming her ass and hips 
down to meet the donkey's bestial fuck-lunges and sucking her 
daughter's pussy voraciously. She didn't know which she enjoyed more. 
Her tongue was as fiery as her clit now--and Linda's tongue was adding 
another dimension to the thrill. Valerie held Linda by the ass and 
tilted her groin up and drank from her flowing cunt. Linda licked up 
and down the donkey's cockstalk for a moment, then buried her head back 
into her mother's crotch. Her lips parted wide, clamped to Valerie's 
pussy like a limpet to a mossy rock.

The donkey pulled his cock out slowly, then fucked back in with a jolt. 
His cockstalk ran through Linda's open mouth, en-route to her mother's 
loins. With Valerie's fuck-hole sucking on his prickmeat and the girl's 
tongue and lips slobbering over him, the beast was going berserk. He 
was shaking Valerie violently on his cock-thrusts, causing her whole 
body to shudder and vibrate.

Valerie began to cream.

As her juice poured out around the donkey's plunging prick and 
overflowed into her daughter's eager mouth, the woman wailed, crazed by 
desire, her mind seeming to dissolve along with her pussy. Yet some 
sparks of reality remained. She was aware of the situation.

I'm sixty-nining with my daughter while a donkey fucks my cunt, she 
thought.

It was hard to believe.

And John Richards, standing open-mouthed in the doorway, found it 
pretty hard to believe, as well ...



Chapter 9


After his wife had walked in and found him with his tongue up the 
French maid's cunt, John Richards had been ashamed and contrite. Since 
the maid was at the point of coming, it seemed pointless to interrupt 
such a tasty feast and he had carried on, gulping down her cum cream. 
But as soon as he was finished, he had gone in search of Valerie to 
apologize and ask her forgiveness. But Valerie and their daughter were 
gone.

John checked her closet and finding that only rough-country clothes 
were missing, he had correctly deduced that she had gone to the cabin. 
It was a relief, much better than if she'd gone somewhere where she 
might take revenge by fucking and sucking with some lucky guy, but he 
was still worried. The maid, tasty as her cunt was, was only a passing 
fancy and he didn't want his dear wife to leave him because of his 
indiscretion. If only Valerie had waited, he felt sure he could have 
reasoned with her. And the maid was only too willing to absolve her 
sins by sucking Valerie's pussy--or letting Valerie go down on her, as 
the case might be.

But now, worried, John couldn't bear to wait around so he decided to 
hurry out to the cabin and throw himself on Valerie's mercy. So it was 
that he drove to the small town nearest the cabin, discovered that 
Valerie and Linda had hired a pack animal, and he had set off on foot 
up the rough trail. He was confident that he could reason with Valerie 
and certainly hoped so--not least because, having eaten out the maid's 
sweet pussy without getting his own rocks off, he was horny as hell.

Entering the cabin, he found signs that his wife had been there, but 
neither she nor his daughter was around. He pondered the situation, 
wondering where they might be--and then he heard the braying and the 
snorting of the donkey out in the shed. Naturally, he went to 
investigate.

And John came upon a startling scene.

For some minutes, the bemused fellow just stood in the doorway, his 
eyes glued to the sight, feeling as if his eyeballs were being dragged 
right out of their sockets--and his cock was threatening to fly right 
off his crotch, too, like a meaty heat-seeking missile.

Was he angry? Hurt? Shocked? The man couldn't tell--because he was so 
horny that he could feel no other emotion. He felt dizzy and light-
headed. So much blood had rushed into his hard-on that his brain was 
starved for oxygen. The scene was burned into his mind in all the juicy 
details.

There was his beloved wife, her voluptuous body bridged under a donkey-
-with that donkey's gigantic cock pounding in and out of her gaping 
fuck-hole. That, in itself, was startling.

But kneeling over his wife was his nubile teenaged daughter, firmly 
mounted in the position of inverted love. He saw Valerie's tongue flash 
up Linda's pussy and, tilting his head to one side, saw the girl's 
mouth working voraciously on donkey prick and pussy. Being a devout 
cunt-lapper, himself, John well understood the attraction involved--but 
was naturally amazed by the relationship. His eyes drank it in and his 
mind floated in the lewd image. Bestiality and incestuous lesbianism 
confronted in one cluster!

Then the tormented man grinned. He stepped closer. Preoccupied, neither 
his wife nor daughter were aware of his appearance and, although the 
donkey saw him, the dumb brute didn't give a damn. Closer still, he 
moved. There was a rushing of blood in his ears and, through that 
sound, he heard the donkey's cock hiss up his wife's cunt, and he heard 
the moist slurping sounds as they slobbered into each other's cunts. 
One thing was crystal clear in John's mind. No matter what he did, he 
was not going to corrupt them any further than they were already 
corrupted.

Having a wife and daughter who fucked and sucked with animals--and with 
each other--gave a man a lot of liberty.

John opened his fly and hauled his cock and balls out as he slowly 
advanced. He was quivering violently on the end of his rock-hard prick. 
He stood behind his daughter. His stiff cock loomed out over her 
jerking ass like a torch.

As John had watched his little girl grow and mature he had often 
harbored fantasies of sex play with the girl.

He hadn't seen her naked since she was six years old, but every time he 
saw Linda in a bikini or running down the hallway in a short slip, 
Valerie wound up getting an especially energetic fuck. Valerie always 
appreciated the lusty fuck sessions but never understood what brought 
them on.

Now, his heart pounded with wild excitement as he knelt down, his knees 
on either side of his wife's upturned head. His prick brushed his 
daughter's ass and her smooth flesh flushed from the heat of that fiery 
cockmeat. John grasped her by her squirming hips.

Linda, surprised, raised her head out of her mother's crotch, her face 
all smeared with cunt juice.

"Daddy!" she squeaked.

Valerie opened her eyes as she discovered her husband's bloated balls 
swinging just above her radiant face. She started to cry out in alarm, 
but only a wordless sound bubbled up Linda's fuck-hole.

Then John slid his cockhead down into his daughter's cunt gash, paused 
for a second, wondering what he would find, and leaned into her.

To his disappointment she wasn't cherry, but she was definitely not 
very experienced either. It took a substantial effort to urge his huge 
boner into her tight little cunny.

He began fucking her wildly. His huge cock was sliding through his 
wife's lips as it fucked in and out of his daughter's cunt, and Valerie 
began to suck them both at once, slurping the nubile girl's cunt juice 
off John's prick. Her own pussy was already creaming on the donkey's 
cock, and Valerie was in no mood to worry about the consequences.

Neither was Linda. As she felt her cunt hole fill up with her daddy's 
cock, she wailed and dropped her lovely face back into her mother's 
donkey-stuffed cunt, gobbling merrily away, crazed by pleasure at both 
ends.

The donkey, blissfully unaware of anything except the physical joy of 
it, fucked happily away. As Valerie's cunt hole filled with her cum 
cream, the brute's huge cock slid in and out faster, on the added 
lubrication. His balls swelled, swinging and slapping against Linda's 
chin. Her blonde head bobbed up and down as her daddy heaved her heart-
shaped ass upward on his frantic cock-thrusts.

Snorting, the animal fucked into Valerie and his balls exploded. Donkey 
cum hosed her and she cried out and creamed again. His prick stuffed 
her pussy and thick cum and cunt juice gushed out, and Linda gulped the 
stuff up ravenously as her own juices flowed on her father's fucking 
prick. John felt his daughter's cunt melt. He hauled her back by the 
hipbones and fucked his cock in to the very hilt as his steaming jism 
spilled into her pussy in a torrent.

The donkey shot cum into Valerie and John poured his spunk into Linda, 
as frantic and as savage as the animal as he drained his balls in spurt 
after spurt. The donkey grunted like a man; the man brayed like a 
donkey. In rhythm together, they emptied their cum-loads as both women 
dissolved in volcanic orgasms, their cum cream flowing like molten 
lava.

They all finished together, the last spasms shaking them violently and 
the shudders running through their linked bodies like an electric 
current.

The animal tossed his head and stepped back. His spent prick came out 
of Valerie the way it had gone in, inch by inch. His cock-knob pulled 
out with a slurp. Her vacated cunt hole overflowed with cum cream and 
Linda clamped her open mouth over the slot and sucked it out hungrily, 
letting the donkey's jism serve a dual purpose--filling her belly after 
it had already filled her mother's fuck-hole.

John drew his cock out from his daughter's pussy. Linda squatted on 
Valerie's face and Valerie voraciously sucked the slime from her creamy 
bowl, feasting on her daughter's cunt as her own cunt fed the girl.

They remained locked together in the sixty-nine position for a while, 
panting, both ashamed to look up and confront John--like ostriches with 
their heads buried in a swamp. But when they finally did look up, John 
was smiling happily.

"You don't mind, darling?" Valerie asked.

"It serves me right--for sucking off the maid," he said.

Pleased that her husband was so reasonable, Valerie took his prick into 
her mouth and began to suck him back up to a new hard-on. Her mouth was 
magic. His cockmeat began to swell instantly.

Linda was licking the head of the donkey's cock and the beast, too, was 
beginning to get another hard-on. They were almost ready to fuck again.

Valerie drew her lips off John's cock.

"I've hired the donkey for the week, darling," she whispered. "We might 
as well all stay here, okay?"

"Sure," he said, gently pushing her head back down to his cock. "But if 
we're gonna be here for a whole week, we'd better send for the maid." 
He grinned. "After all, someone has to serve lunch."

And Valerie, sucking hungrily at his cock, heartily agreed ...


The End
