DAUGHTER LOVES DOGGY FUN
By Paul Gable


Foreword

The process of growing up, of passing through the age of adolescence has, through the
ages, been marked by great inner turmoil, uncertainty, and tremendous pressures from
family and peer group a-like. Certainly, in our society today, the problems of youth
appear to be more marked than ever before.
Ewie Dennis is a teenager embarking on her own special journey into adolescence. She
finds herself plagued by her powerful emotions, sometimes feeling guilty about her
awakening sexuality, sometimes getting angry over imagined slights and youthful
misjudgments.
DAUGHTER LOVES DOGGY FUN – the story of one average American girl's coming
of age. A lesson to us all. A reminder, once again, that growing up is not easy.
-The Publisher


Chapter 1

"Did you ever... you know, do it?" Ewie Dennis squirmed uncomfortably on the couch,
feeling her hot little cunt burning as if were on fire. Already she could feel the juices
oozing from her velvety cunt hole and wetting own the nylon crotch panel snugged up
against her pussy. It was shocking to feel that soft, silky fabric rub against her clit. All
this talking about... fucking and doing things with guys had made her really excited.
All she could do was sit there and think about those pictures she'd seen in sex
education classes. And now her friend Francie kept talking about men and how they
were built and how it would feel to have a guy on top of her taking off her clothes and
sticking his finger in her hot little cunt hole until she screamed with joy.
"No! I thought about it lots, though. I mean, when Jimmy Sweet starts kissing me and
tries to get his tongue into my mouth, I... uhhhh, I dunno," Ewie said, feeling her flesh
prickle as she thought about those forbidden moments in Jimmy's car.
"So have I. But wow, I mean, you've gotta be careful. If word gets out, the folks freak,
you know?"
It was a rainy Saturday afternoon. Ewie was sitting there facing her friend and
wondering why Jimmy hadn't called. He was supposed to be playing some dumb
football game, or something. But it was really pouring. Did guys really scramble around
in weather like this? She would rather have him opposite her than Francie, even though
the girl was the best friend she had in the whole world. She moved her legs a little,
feeling the friction of her cunt lips against one another. She was shamefully close to
climax right now, just from talking about maybe doing it.
And having Caesar nosing around her like that, putting his snout up against her calf
and pushing it up... ohhhhh, it made her feel so hot! Stretching out one hand, she
stroked the Doberman's big powerful head, feeling her cunt buckle under the silky,
warm touch of the dog's head against her hand. That was so weird! She would have to
think about this later on.
"You know, Jimmy's really sweet on you."
"Oh, I don't know," Ewie said, feeling her cheeks flushed with anger and
embarrassment. She didn't know her interest in the boy had been that apparent. "He
just scares me a little, that's all."
Ewie smiled, wondering why the dog was nosing her in that provocative way. She liked
him touching her behind her leg, but was worried Francie might see and think
something was going on. With a light slap against the side of his head, Ewie
straightened her back against the couch, eyeing the dog warily.
"Well, I know he digs you, Ewie. I mean, you tell me the way he touches you and how
it makes you feel," Francie said. "What do you people do when you're out on a date? I
mean, if he doesn't... you know, fuck you?"
The word made Ewie jump. Drawing her knees together, she edged away from the
black Doberman. Shrugging, she tilted her chin up a little, shaking the hair from her
eyes.
"Nothing much. He wants to do things, but I don't let him... yet," Ewie said, a thin
smile crossing her lips.
The Doberman was nosing around her ankles now, nibbling at the girl's heels, then
drawing his soft, pink tongue up around to the back, touching her calves, then bringing
it up to her knees once more. It was only when she thought he was trying to get at her
inner thighs that Ewie drew her taut ass away from the animal. She felt so wet down
there, soaked with doggie spit!
"I hear Jimmy does things with his cousin," Francie said, breathless from passing on
this revelation. "I hear they do it all the time together."
"That's not true!" Ewie shot back, feeling a little jealous.
She couldn't imagine that sweet-faced young man sneaking into corners with his own
cousin and... and fucking her as if she were some common tramp. Ewie shivered just to
think of it. And the pressing touch of that narrow crotch band rubbing up against her
wet little pussy wasn't helping any.
"And then... well, I'm not gonna tell any more. I don't know anything except that I
think you should, you know, let Jimmy go a little further."
"Well, smarty-pants, what about you and Doug? You haven't been lighting up the skies
exactly, you know," Ewie said, cringing as she felt the dog's tongue begin lapping back
under her inner thighs and touching the elastic leg band of her panties.
The teenager was shocked that Caesar had managed to get back that far without her
noticing it until now. She nearly jumped to her feet, startling both Caesar and her
friend. It was all Ewie could do to keep her senses about her as she stared wide-eyed at
the big black animal facing her.
"Something wrong?" Francie asked in earnest, wrinkling up her forehead and staring up
at her best friend.
"Uh, no, just tired. My mom's gonna be home soon. Maybe we can talk later on the
phone. You know mothers," Ewie said, covering up her dismay with the remark. "She's
on the rag about something every night, lately."
"I... I guess I'm just upset over it."
"Okay. I'll go. But you call if you need to talk, okay? And we'll talk some more about
Jimmy and Doug," Francie said with a giggle, picking up her blue leather purse and
rushing out the front door.
Ewie waved good-bye, shutting the door and rethinking everything they had talked
about. Jimmy. Fucking. The thought of fucking with the big stud sent more streamers
of delight racing up and down her flesh. She leaned against the molding, closing her
eyes and imagining how it would be – the two of them together, his body pressing hers
into the mattress while his knees forced hers apart, opening her body to him. She had
seen enough pictures to guess what happened next. He would push his fingers through
her hair while his prick pressed against her cunt lips, finally forcing its way into her
cunt.
"Uhhh... oh!"
Her reverie was sharply interrupted by the dog's cold nose against her calf, and then
again halfway up her right thigh. Ewie opened her eyes and stared at the big
Doberman, now emboldened by Francie's absence. Ewie had sensed something was up
with the big animal. And now he was showing his true colors. He w was pressing up
against her now, licking her leg, then trying to get his snout up under her straight black
skirt. "Down!"
Gathering her skirt tightly around her knees, Ewie whirled around, shaking a warning
finger at the Doberman. Caesar flattened back his pointed ears, whistling through those
black nostrils while shaking his body. His stubby tail wagged more slowly as he looked
half pleadingly, half-menacingly up at her. Ewie smiled at him, wiping her damp palms
on her skirt. How could she imagine the animal had any sexual interest in her? She
heard the Doberman breathing through his nostrils again as she started moving away
from the door. There were all the groceries to put away yet, and the meat from the
refrigerator to pull and thaw. Her mother would be back from job-hunting in a while
and undoubtedly would be tired and grouchy.
"Get away, Caesar, I've got work to do," she said.
But the dog was insistent, pushing up against her, following her into the kitchen. She
could hear the clatter of his nails against the tiled floor as she bent down and fished
about in the rear of the refrigerator for the T-bones her mother had told her about
earlier that morning. That was when she heard Caesar make a growling, muted sound
in his throat and felt him nosing her between her legs. The touch nearly made Ewie
pitch head-first into the refrigerator. A jar of strawberry jam tumbled from the top shelf
and nearly cracked open on the floor.
Pulling her head from the refrigerator, the girl looked down in amazement at the big
animal. He had never been this way before! Dogs nosed around, but nothing at all like
this!
"No!"
Ewie threw a head of lettuce at the animal, watching in dismay as he successfully
ducked away from the missile. Barking at her, he plunged forward, opening his maw
and twisting his head to one side. To her horror, the blonde teenager felt his teeth
sinking into her ankle. The sharp, cutting sensation against her flesh took her breath
away. It was all Ewie could do to stand on her two feet, holding tightly to the
refrigerator door while the cold air wafted up against her face.
"Help! Oh, my God, you're... you're hurting me!"
Caesar let go, then bit up higher. She shook the animal as best she could, pulling away
from the growling beast, slapping downward. But she always managed to miss him
somehow. Finally, Ewie managed to struggle away from Caesar and twisted about,
rushing for the living room doorway. That was when she felt him bumping the
underside of her cuntal mound. Somehow, she was getting all mixed up, her legs
becoming entangled with his.
Letting out a piercing scream, the young girl found herself pitching forward and falling
facedown onto the kitchen floor. It was all the big beast needed. With another growl, he
mounted her, his doggie hips starting to pump as if he were fucking her. Dazed, Ewie
lay there, her head sticking out of the kitchen doorway, her arms folded under her body
while her knees were splayed wide apart. It was only when she felt something gouging
against her ass that she rose to her hands and knees, babbling incoherently.
She clawed wildly at the molding, trying to rise from the floor, trying to shake the
animal from her back. Feeling his hot breath against her thighs, however, brought out a
moan of delight from her. This was awful, simply awful!
"Get away from me, you crazy dog! Oh, God in heaven, this has to be some kind of
nightmare! This can't be happening to me!"
Ewie managed to stagger into the living room, her eyes wild with dismay. She saw the
front door, the door she had bolted shut behind her departing friend. If only she could
reach it, she would be safe. Caesar wouldn't dare follow her out into the front yard.
And then later she would think of something, some story she would tell her mother to
ensure that animal wouldn't do this again.
"Horrible, horrible!"
Gripping the back of a blue velvet wing chair, Ewie steadied herself, looking for
something, anything to throw at the lumbering beast behind her. In a second, he was
up to her legs once more, sniffing her.
And now Ewie could understand why he was smelling her ass. Yes, oh God, yes, she
could smell herself! There was that musky aroma rising from her pussy, filling her
flared nostrils. How that odor triggered something wild in her! Ewie could feel that sexy
rub of her cunt lips against one another. And she was aware of her gradually stiffening
clit, just as she had felt it earlier when she and Francie were talking about guys and
fucking. This dog had brought out that feeling again. How she hated him, hated the
animal for triggering these awful feelings in her.
"No, don't... bad dog, bad... oh God, stop him! Someone stop him from doing this to
me!" she screamed.
Caesar backed away from her for a moment, staring at the hysterical girl as she doubled
over and sobbed against the back of the wing chair. His whimpering brought her to her
senses once more. He was just a dog, an animal wanting to satisfy himself. He didn't
want to hurt her. Wiping the tears from her eyes, Ewie looked back down at Caesar,
and he didn't seem so threatening any longer. Smiling, she almost forgave him for what
he was doing to her.
Then she felt his hot tongue lapping up her leg, back up into her crotch, then cutting
around and peeling back the leg bands cutting into her flesh. He was trying to get at
"her pussy. He was trying to lick her, fuck his tongue into her cunt! Ewie gasped at the
thought. She had never, never put anything in her pussy except her own trembling
fingers. And yet standing like this, her legs far apart, the young teenager was
contemplating letting this animal, this horrid, beautiful dog, lick her pussy and make
her feel good!
She felt his tongue again, felt the dampened nylon of her panties being stretched away
from her body. Now she could feel the surface of that hot, wet tongue grazing against
one exposed cunt lip. It was all Ewie could do to keep her legs straight and keep herself
standing. She wagged her ass back and forth, dropping her head to the back of the chair
while holding on for dear life with her scratching fingertips. Gasping from the
unbelievable tickle that was . starting up between her white, shivering thighs, Ewie bit
down hard on her lower lip until she tasted blood. She had to punish herself for feeling
something like this. It was so good, so awfully good it had to be. wrong.
"Caesar... your tongue's so... so hot, Caesar," she whispered, feeling the lump in her
throat threatening to choke her.
Ewie felt her knees knocking against one another as one wet lick rubbed over her clit. A
dog, a damned dog was doing this to her. She felt her ass-cheeks tighten up against one
another while she rocked her ass from side to side, increasing the sliding friction of her
cunt lips against one another. How good that feeling was. She could make him stop.
She could fling the lamp at him, rush for the door, kick and scream until a neighbor
rushed over to help her. But something kept the teenager glued to the spot, enjoying
the feeling, drinking in the touch of the black Doberman as he rubbed his tongue again
and again against her slick little cunt.
"Ohhhhhh, good doggie..."
Somehow Ewie managed to push herself away from the wing chair, still fighting with
herself as she thought of what her mother would say about something like this.
Stunned by the power of her cunt, the young blonde felt his body bump against her
legs. A pang of guilt forced her across the living room toward the door once more. She
was panicked now, feeling as if she were innocent prey pursued by the big beast. The
dog could be savage, tear her throat out. Looking back over her shoulder, Ewie saw
Caesar behind her, his fangs bared, his tongue hanging from the corner of his mouth
while his forelegs moved rapidly after her. She had heard stories about Dobermans
turning on their masters, tearing out their throats. Caesar might have gone mad!
She rushed toward the front door, her foot tangling around the leg of the end table.
With a sharp cry, the young girl fell to the floor. Choking on her own fear, Ewie
reached down frantically with both hands, trying to shove the skirt down past her
knees. It was impossible. Caesar was nosing up under her, snapping his powerful jaws
at her fingers. He growled at her, flattening his ears against the sides of his handsome
head once more. It was awful!
Letting out another gasp, she found herself rolling onto her ass, propping her body up
on her elbows and staring at the Doberman wedging himself between her slightly raised
knees.
He was staring up at her, watching her as if... as if he could understand just what was
going on in her mind.
Her dress was up around her belly, and he licked her there, wetting her navel and the
bottom of her rib cage. Ewie sucked in a ragged breath, trying to focus her eyes while
concentrating on the rubbing feeling around her lower belly. How her cunt ached,
actually throbbed and pulsed from all that tension that had been building in the past
few months. And now there was this sudden wet attack by the dog, his tongue halving
her cunt lips through the nylon of her panties. How wet they were, soaked with her
pussy juice and the animal's hot spit. Ewie giggled hysterically, loving the licking
sensation of the dog's tongue up against her panties. How delightful it was feeling that
silky material being slopped down that way, forced into her pussy-hole, making her jerk
her ass up sharply each time.
Caesar growled again, then moved back, mouthing her ankles once again. Shaking the
reeling sensation from her mind, Ewie got to her feet, nearly falling back to the floor
once more. She started walking toward the stairs then fell against the sofa, her legs
becoming entangled once more. The dog moved between her knees and started to lick
them tenderly. It was that affection, that gentle wet brushing of his tongue that made
her close her eyes tight and squeeze her fingernails against her palm. It made her think
of Jimmy, of so many other guys she would have loved to have had touching her in that
same way!
"Oooooooo!"
Why was that feeling taking her breath away? Why was she reeling around like this,
clawing her fingers up against the sofa? The dog was moaning nearly as loudly as she
was, his tongue stretching, brushing against the narrow band of nylon.
Ewie found herself sliding her ass down on the sofa cushion. She could feel it sagging
gently under her weight as she pushed her hips forward, dangling her pussy over the
edge of the sofa. The dog whimpered, sliding the long tip of his snout from side to side.
She liked that warm feel, and liked even more the sensation of his breath panting up
against her thighs. She felt the nylon crotch panel pressing hard against her inner cunt
lips, forcing them wider apart. This was sheer insanity, letting the Doberman touch her
like this when her mother could come in through the door at any time!
But it was just that spice that made her situation all the more exciting. Grunting like a
dog, herself, Ewie spread her thighs widely apart while hitching up her skirt and letting
the dog lap deep into her cunt.


Chapter 2

"I... I can't stop it! God in heaven, I can't stop this!"
Ewie moaned, rolling her head against the back of the sofa while slipping the leather
sandals from her feet. She rubbed her soles over the prickly carpeting while jerking her
ass from side to side against the dog's maw. The animal moved forward, putting both
paws on the couch while shoving into her pussy with his snout. Ewie felt her cunt lips
being pushed apart and let it happen. Sobbing, the girl rolled to her right side on the
couch, clawing at the soft material. Loose strands of hair tangled around the corners of
her mouth as the teenager peered back heavy-lidded at the Doberman crawling all over
her. He was going to rape her! Oh yes, she could tell now from the determined look in
his brown eyes. He was going to try to fuck her, and there was little she could do to
stop him. Her own body was betraying her, making her too weak, too excited to fight
him off. The animal realized this and grunted with excitement, lunging at the
glistening, spitty surfaces that had peeled open. "Ohhhhh!"
The Doberman was more determined than ever. He gouged his claws against her white
thighs, leaving long red marks on the flesh while sticking his snout against the slick
folds. The girl panted heavily, burying her face in the pillows while backing up into the
dog. She could feel the bristly fur around his snout tickling all those super-sensitive
nerve endings around her pussy. The muscles spasmed, then snapped shut around the
dog's licking tongue! Caesar liked this and growled happily, scratching her thighs some
more with his claws while burrowing his maw into her cunt. And then his tongue lolled
so nicely over her pussy, splitting open the hot crack, petting her clit again and again
until he had the girl gasping.
"I... I can't take this... I just can't!"
Ewie found herself on her back, her knees raised slightly, her feet shuffling rapidly back
and forth against the sofa cushions. It was getting so darned hard to breathe! It felt as if
someone had placed a weight on her chest! And the dog was licking deeper into her
pussy. How could he get his tongue in so deep without tearing her cherry? Ewie
thought she could hear her own pulse banging in her ears as the dog kept on licking
deeper and deeper into her spasming pussy.
Fucked! Now, more than ever, Ewie realized she wanted to get fucked. She was on her
back. She lifted her legs, spreading them farther and farther apart, feeling her cunt lips
stretch tantalizingly thin and apart from one another. Putting one shaky hand down
there to her cuntal mound, she felt how warm and wet she was.
Caesar growled, licking his tongue over her fingers, then slicking up around her
knuckles. How warm and moist her pussymeat felt! How good his tongue felt against
her palm. Yes, yes, she would do what she had giggled about to her good friend
Francie. There was no one around to frown. She would fuck the beast, and no one
would tell, not even Caesar.
"Good doggie, darned good doggie..."
Her mind was overloaded with the lusty rub of the Doberman's maw. Her senses reeled
with the need to increase the stimulation that made her cunt ache so. Again Ewie
moved her fingers around her pussy, drawing up the hot juices, spreading them around
her belly, painting her thighs with the hot liquid and feeling the increased heat of her
rushing climax. Hot, aching tickles made the teenager hunch her ass up hard in quick,
fucking movements. She had to have the dog now! She just had to have him fucking
her or... or she would cum right there in his maw.
"Come on, boy, come on, do it to me, do it..."
She was on her tummy now, pushing her hands under the pillow while jerking her ass
up in the air. Making sure her skirt would remain tucked up under the waistline, Ewie
felt her nipples throb against her confining bra. If she had had the time, she would have
torn all her clothes off and felt the animal crawl over her. But now she was
concentrating only on one thing – fucking the dog. "Ahhhhh!"
There it was, the scratching of his claws against her ass, the weight of his body against
her thighs! Caesar let out a sigh of relief, nuzzling her ass, then sliding up, his forelegs
tightening around her chest as his hindquarters came up behind her. In a moment the
teenager could feel something jabbing at her pussy. Ewie knew what that meant. She
was a dog-fucker, a woman who offered herself to animals instead of men. She pushed
those thoughts away with a grunt, her fingers sinking into the sofa cushions while her
knees slid apart. She wanted to say something, but her mouth was too dry. Licking her
lips, she concentrated on the sharp pointy prickhead gouging slickly against her cuntal
crack. The dog was jerking down and hard, flattening his head between her jutting
shoulder blades.
A stab of fear made the teen jerk her hips to one side, forcing the knobby boner to slide
part of the way into her pussy. Caesar let out another cry, panting heavily against her
body while flattening himself against her even more and moving his doggie hips jerkily.
Ewie let her mind float free as she felt the dog fucking quick and deep into her. There
was that wild sensation of feeling something from outside herself pressing in, spreading
her open! Then something very hard and hot rubbing up against her slick cuntal folds
made Ewie tremble. Only when the pointy cockhead began pricking the bunched flesh
of her cherry did Ewie have second thoughts on fucking. Her face blanching, the young
girl began bucking her ass away from the animal.
"No, Caesar, oh, hurts! Hurts!"
A strange kind of pain began in a pinpoint, then quickly spread through her body and
filled it like a wild kind of fluid! Ewie nearly fainted but somehow remained in that
doggie-fuck position. She shook her head, feeling the oozy sensation of blood seeping
from her torn cherry. She had done it, actually done it! Ewie wriggled her slim frame,
feeling caught on the stabbing prick as the dog on top of her worked it in deeper. She
could feel a kind of pain around the edges of her cunt. But she wasn't thinking about
that anymore. The girl was completely blown away by the way her velvety slick cuntal
walls were being stretched apart for the dog's stabbing prick.
"Caesar... oh God, it's... it's so good to have you fucking me this way!"
The dog's paws scratched her sides even more while his bushy tail wagged against the
tops of her ankles. She could feel his tongue lapping at the back of her neck while he
growled and whimpered. She felt his weight pressing heavily against her spine as she
adjusted her kneeling position and let him fuck deeper into her. Slowly, the teenager
was learning how to move her body around under the Doberman to make that fucking
sensation even more delightful. When she arched her back and tilted her cuntal mound
upward, she felt the animal's prick gouging against her pussy walls. The dog grunted
with pleasure and pumped hard against her plump jiggling ass-cheeks. Squealing with
delight, Ewie rolled her hips, squirming up against the dog's furred belly.
"Ummmmm, that's so good, yes, so very, very good, doggie!"
Caesar was pulling himself back, way back to the point of nearly withdrawing his prick
from her pussy. Ewie followed him, curling her fingers and clawing the carpeting. How
she loved feeling this fucking sensation now, the feeling of having something deep
inside her body! She could understand now why some of the "fast" girls at the school
fucked all the time. Long strips of drool oozed from the corners of her mouth and she
wagged her ass as if it were a tail.
"Fuck me, doggie! Come on, fuck me good and hard!"
The Doberman tried to oblige, dragging his prick out of her cunt once more. Ewie
gasped, feeling her insides being pulled out along with his cock. She felt the walls of her
cunt clasping and sucking in around the hollows behind the pointy tip of the dog's
prick. Then Caesar fucked in once more. She had never, never felt anything this
powerful, this overwhelming before in her life!
Ewie squirmed back once more, wanting to see how much dog-cock she could take. She
held her breath, tossing her ass around, feeling that damned dog's cock reaming her
out. The feel of that cock fucking her, going all the way inside her pussy was starting to
drive Ewie out of her mind. She felt her cuntal muscles tighten around the dog's
stabbing fucker. He whimpered, hugging her more tightly while pile driving his cock
into her cunt.
Caesar was groaning in her ear, his prick seeming to swell in her cunt while his fuck
thrusts were making her whole body shake as if she were having some kind of fit. Her
cuntal muscles spasmed once more, sucking at the invading knobby monster. It was
this continual brutal stabbing that made Ewie tighten her cuntal muscles once again.
She felt the powerful ring of her pussy cinch down around the base of the dog's cock
just as his movements had become the most violent. Then Caesar stopped his fucking,
his claws scraping painfully against her rib cage while the animal let out a long howl.
Instinctively, the teenager knew he was cumming, shooting his spunk out of that pointy
cocktip. And she still had some distance to go to climax!
"Ohhhh, no, Caesar, no, don't... oh, God in heaven, no, noooo!"
But the dog couldn't be stopped. Hugging her tightly, he fucked his cockmeat into her
and held it there, lava-like gushes of his spunk spattering against the hot walls of 
her pussy. There was nothing Ewie could do to stop his cumming. She crouched there in
defeat, tears of frustration rolling down her reddened cheeks as she felt the spurting
sensation against her cuntal walls.
"Damn! Damn! Damn!"
Ewie gritted her teeth in frustration. She had almost been there. She had nearly reached
her climax when Caesar shot his cum-load into her pussy. She lowered her head, her
long blonde hair curtaining her face as the dog finished spilling his cum into her pussy.
Then she could feel him edging out, pulling his flaccid cockmeat from her cunt, digging
his claws against her back while pulling free of her. The young girl shivered, her flesh
puckering into goose pimples while her elbows finally gave out and she collapsed to the
floor.
"Ohhhhh..."
And still her pussy burned! Still the juices flowed, her muscles tightly wound, her nerve
endings swollen, her clit swollen and hot, throbbing, wanting to explode. And the
damned dog had finished, leaving her high and dry! Ewie shook off her stupor, getting
to her feet and stumbling blindly to the downstairs bathroom. Caesar had been licking
his balls, but he pricked up his ears with interest when he saw the teenager heading
away. He nosed her calf, trotting up behind her, licking the mixture of cum and cunt
juice trickling down her thighs. Ewie slapped back at him.
"You don't want anything now!" she screamed at him, rushing into the bath.
The girl slammed the door behind her, stumbling forward and clinging to the edge of
the wash basin. There was that steady pulsing itch in her cunt. Her pussylips were red
and hot while her clit burned and throbbed.
"I have to touch myself. I have to," Ewie said to herself.
The pulses in her cunt continued, drawing life from her, it seemed. She rocked her
thighs from left to right as the subtle friction of her inner cuntal surfaces rubbed against
the partly hooded clip tip. Ewie could hear Caesar whining, scratching against the door,
trying to get in.
"No, no, you didn't want to wait, so now you have to stay out there!" Ewie cried, tears
flowing down her cheeks again.
She dropped both hands down to her pussy, pulling at her outer cunt lips, feeling just
how hot they were. Ewie groaned, gripping the wash basin once more while prancing
her ass around. Her bare feet slipped on the cold tile floor while she rested her forehead
against the cool glass of the cabinet mirror.
"Huhhhhh... ahhhhh!"
It was good, so very, very good, so wrong to have it this good, she thought,
remembering how the animal had felt mounting her, fucking her, even licking her cunt.
That dog! That darned dog had started this with his licking. Ewie drew her thighs more
tightly together and began dipping and wiggling her ass. The motion of her ass added
to the sensations around her cunt. She was moving so fast that a sweat broke out on
her upper lip. She felt a nice kind of hot dampness under each tit while more streaks of
drool oozed from the corners of her mouth.
She was cumming. Finally, after all this, she was going to have her climax! Caesar was
throwing his body against the door, nearly breaking it down while he howled his
frustration. Ewie smiled weakly, jerking her ass around even more, wanting to tease the
animal as he had teased her. Now she could hear him digging his claws under the door,
tearing at the carpeting while she groaned and moved her ass around like a wanton
slut.
"Uhhhhhh..."
Ewie moved her right hand over the pink squishy folds of her pussy. And when the
throes finally cut through her like a bolt of lightning, she fell back from the basin,
struggling to keep her balance.
"Cummmmm!" she cried.
The dog was howling through the door, still throwing his body against the door,
wanting to cum with her once more. Her trembling fingers slipped into her swollenopen 
cunt, flailing away at her throbbing clit, screwing down into her pussy and
touching all those mysterious slick folds. More thrilling spasms of wildness seared her
brain as she swayed like someone who'd had far too much to drink. She giggled with
pleasure, enjoying the dog's frustration as her fingers plowed through the mushy heat
of her cunt.
"Ohhhh, it's so good, so good," the young teenager wailed, falling to the floor.
When Ewie finally opened her eyes, she found herself on the floor, her head against the
side of the bathtub. It was some time before she rose, shaking the fuzziness from her
head and thinking of what had happened. She had lost her innocence, had her cherry
ripped from her violently by that awful animal. Awful? No, that wasn't the truth. She
had encouraged him, egged him on, then rewarded the beast with her pussy. She had
wanted to get fucked, and now she had her wish. Slipping her soiled panted and dress
off, Ewie stepped into the shower.
She heard the animal barking behind the closed door. Oh, she would have to be careful,
hide the dog or something before her mother came home! Ewie knew she would sink
through the floor if her mother ever found out what had happened between her and the
Doberman! Ewie turned and let the cold water flood over her tits and belly. She
couldn't stand the freezing temperature and reached down to add warm water to the
stream. There, that was so much better! Reaching for the soap, Ewie thought of the way
Caesar had loved her, licking her so gently with that long pink tongue, then mounting
her. His fucking had grown savage only at the end. And he had cum simply too fast!
She would have to work on that, if she ever let him fuck her again. "Ohhhh..."
Just thinking about it, about having the Doberman mounting her, fucking her made her
shiver. Ewie let the warm water cascade down her belly, wash the blood and cum and
juice from her pussy. Then she soaped her swollen-open cunt, letting her fingers gently
massage the tightly packed muscles while her knees still continued to shake at the
touch. Her mother would be home son. Routine would have to begin all over again. She
would have to restrain the animal somehow, or her mother would certainly be putting
two and two together. "Caesar..."
Just saying his name made the young girl hot and curious all over again. She would
have to think of ways she and the Doberman could get together again. But as she
stepped from the tub and wrapped a large white towel around her, Ewie was relatively
certain she would find a way. And then later, she might even tell Francie.


Chapter 3

Rhoda looked at her daughter curiously, having stacked the last of the dinner dishes in
the washer.
"Bit you?"
Turning the machine on, she peered over her daughter's shoulder and glanced at the
big black Doberman now lounging lazily in the living room. It was hard to believe
Caesar was capable of doing something like that.
"He bit me on the leg, Mother. Maybe he should stay outside or something for a
while," Ewie said, flushing beet red. How many times he had come up to her during
dinner and nosed her, whining, wanting to get at the hot treasure he remembered
having licked earlier? It was the only thing Ewie could think of doing in a moment
without having her guilty secret let out.
"Show me," her mother said, wrinkling her forehead and giving her a little smile.
Ewie fidgeted, wringing her fingers. "Well, it didn't leave any marks."
She was remembering the feel of the dog's fangs pressing deep into the soft meat of her
thigh. It was such a strange, wonderful feeling. She had never experienced anything
quite like it. But there was a time and place for that sort of thing, Ewie felt. And her
mother certainly would pitch her from the house if she were to suspect what had been
going on between them. Ewie felt she had to have the dog thrown out – at least into
the back yard for a while – until she had trained him to be more discreet.
"If Caesar didn't leave a mark on you, then he wasn't really biting, don't you see? He
was probably just wanting to play. He's a very intelligent dog, Ewie, and very strong
willed."
Ewie felt her heart sinking in defeat. Feeling something like this would happen, she had
already called Francie and asked if she could spend the night. She had her suitcase
already packed, and Rhoda had tentatively agreed to it.
"Well, I don't know. I'll probably feel better in the morning, especially after I talk to
Francie."
Rhoda bit her lip. She was glad her daughter was getting around, having friends she
could confide in. But there was a pang of jealousy there, as well. There had been a time
when she and her daughter had been the best of friends, telling everything to one
another. This had been especially important after Doug had been killed in the auto
accident. But now there was a wall between them. It was a wall, she guessed, that rose
between every mother and daughter for a while. If only she could break it down. A
whimper from the living room caught her attention again. It was Caesar, looking up,
feeling someone was talking about him. Rhoda smiled. She could hardly believe that her
gentle pet would do anything to harm either her or her daughter. He had been
protecting the two of them ever since she had brought him home from the shop. No,
her daughter had to have been imagining things.
"Well, just behave yourself, and I'll see you tomorrow morning. Maybe we can go
shopping in the mall and see a movie," Rhoda suggested, kissing her daughter lightly
on the cheek.
"Sure, Mom, anything you say," Ewie said.
In a moment the girl had rushed upstairs, grabbed her suitcase, and rushed back down,
calling out to her mother one more time before slamming the door behind her and
disappearing down the sidewalk.
Rhoda dried her hands on the towel, looking out into the blackness of the back yard. It
was silly, really, to feel this kind of loneliness. There were plenty of places she could go.
There were movies, even clubs she could visit. Certainly, Ewie would be none the wiser
if she were to have a man pick her up and... and fuck her.
How cold her fingers became when she thought of that word. Fucking. Fucking and
sucking, having a man holding her down to a bed while shoving his prick into her!
How many times she had thought about that, and how many times she had rejected
doing anything to satisfy her fancies!
Brushing her hair back, Rhoda pulled off her apron and sauntered into the living room,
hardly noticing that Caesar had risen and was watching her movements closely. She
was still attractive. All those looks she had received at the supermarket and the mall had
confirmed that. But going out to a bar or a singles club just seemed... well, whorish!
And there was her daughter to think about. How could she face her and talk to her
about morality while sharing her bed with a man? It was just so complicated.
But it was also so lonely. There was just her and Ewie, and this evening she was by
herself once again. Rhoda sighed, lowering the blinds and looking at the television. No,
there would be none of that tonight. She wasn't going to be glued to the set again like
some kind of old maid. Moving sensually to the bar, Rhoda fixed herself a Scotch and
water, then went to the couch.
Caesar pricked his ears up, noticing the woman's slow movements and smelling
something musky that made his nostrils quiver. He moved carefully toward Rhoda,
watching her like a hawk.
Rhoda let a trickle of Scotch go down her throat. She was starting to feel better. The
Scotch was dissolving all her little problems, making her gulp more. Ignoring the dog,
the woman took off her shoes and skirt and lay back on the sofa. She hadn't wanted to
think about fucking. But there it was, on her mind no matter how hard she tried to
block it out. The liquor was warming her belly. She passed her hand down her body in
sympathy with that glow, tickling her skin, warming the thatch of her cuntal hair.
Closing her eyes, she thought about men, about what a man would do now if he were
to walk in suddenly and find her sprawled like this, touching her pussy, showing in her
face just how much she wanted him to fuck her!
"Fuck..."
Caesar crept toward her, sniffing at her exposed pussy but still keeping clear of her
sight.
Rhoda took off her blouse then unhitched her bra, feeling terribly daring and excited
for having done this. She was stark naked now, naked and sprawled across her living
room couch. Her slim, taut body was there for... no one. What a waste, she thought,
feeling she should redress herself and go out to the nearest bar and see what she could
find.
The woman smiled, cupping one hand under her large, firm tits. The touch gave her a
chill. She thought about not touching her, but kept her hand there anyway. Rhoda
sighed, thumbing her right nipple until it grew turgid and pushed up out of the soft
surrounding areola. The effect was electric. She sensed the tension between her legs
building. How they shivered as if someone were actually touching her, standing there
wanting to fuck her! The tickle of her nipple had started the juices flowing between her
cunt lips once more. Tensing her ass-cheeks, Rhoda began rocking her hips from side to
side, feeling the buttery heat spreading to all parts of her body. "Ohhhhhh!"
How nice it was, really nice to have that feeling burning through her body! It was so
good feeling the scratchy material of the sofa rubbing up against her naked ass. Oh, she
was so hot, so very, very hot! It would be difficult for her to sleep once again, especially
knowing she was alone in the house with no one to comfort her. Her breathing had
become shallow as she licked her dry lips. Tossing her head against the pillow, Rhoda
let her hand slip down to her pussy again. Tears burned in her eyes. This was going to
be her comfort for the evening. There would be no man, nothing except her fingers to
take care of that hot, burning itch that was driving her mad.
"No!"
What was it? Something had touched her, something that wasn't part of her. She sat
up, feeling dizzy, a little drunk for sure. Her knees were trembling as she turned and
found herself facing the big Doberman. He was crouched there by the side of the sofa,
his long tongue hanging out. What was worse, Rhoda felt, was the way that pointy red
prickhead was starting to slither out of his black-furred cock sheath.
At first the woman sat there in shock, unsure of what to do. Caesar took this as
acceptance and started licking her again, drawing his big sloppy tongue around her
thighs, then jumping up suddenly on the couch and wedging himself between her knees
as he had done with Ewie.
"No!"
This was too much! Shaking herself into action, the woman drew her legs back and
kicked at the large Doberman, swinging her feet around and falling to the floor. This
was impossible! Her dog, her damned dog was trying to fuck her! It was some horrid
nightmare, something from which she would hopefully awaken. But the barking behind
her told Rhoda this was all too real. The woman was crawling on her hands and knees.
The animal bolted for her. She felt him push part of his black muzzle into the slit of her
cunt. "Uhhhhhh!"
Rhoda kicked at the animal, collapsing on the floor. He was rolling her over, nosing her
around, snapping at her throat with those powerful teeth. So, her daughter had been
telling the truth. He had menaced her, probably for the same reason as this. But here
he was carrying through his threat. He was going to fuck her, rape her. The woman felt
petrified as he jumped atop her, his paws striking her upper thighs.
Screaming, Rhoda beat at him with her fists. But they were like cotton balls as the big
Doberman dropped his maw into her cuntal thicket and plunged his nose around her
cuntal mound. How his tongue wet her all over! He was whining, wiggling his strong
body back and forth until more of his prick slipped out. Rhoda was petrified, thinking
surely her heart would burst from all the fear and excitement. She remembered the
flash of those white fangs, the feel of his panting, hot breath as he pursued her here to
the bathroom door. And then his tongue was sloshing up and down her pussy.
But now she wasn't fighting back. She was sitting there with her legs sprawled apart,
watching him closely while he continued slurping up her cunt juices. How he loved
them! And how Rhoda was starting to enjoy this forbidden pleasure while sprawled on
the floor. "Caesar..."
She called his name and thought about calling him off her body. But Rhoda felt there
was no chance he would leave her alone now – not since he had started licking off her
pussy. And unbelievably she felt herself opening her cunt to him. She had fallen back
on the floor and was letting her knees fall apart after she had raised them from the
carpeting.
He was going wild now, having dropped the menacing attitude he had used at first to
subdue her.
Rhoda pushed her arms out from her body, clawing at the carpeting while tensing her
thighs and lifting her ass up from the floor with every upward lick of the dog's tongue.
Yes, yes, it was good, so very, very good feeling him touch her this way. All her
fantasies were coming true in a way, brought to life by this dog's licking. She shook the
blonde hair from her eyes, bringing her hands down around her tits and cupping them.
She thumbed her rigid nipples now with her icy fingers, feeling the nubs throb in time
with her pulsing cunt. That dog was satisfying her, taking off the horrid edge that had
been bothering her all damned evening!
"Ummmm, Caesar, you're so good... so very, very good to me!"
She spread her legs apart a little further, feeling the dog nuzzling his black snout
between her cunt lips. She knew he was smelling and tasting her while he lapped his
tongue up and down, up and down along the insides of her outer pussy labia. Yes, yes,
he knew the right spots to touch her, the sensitive areas that made her whimper
through her nose like a frightened puppy while she circled her shivering white ass,
begging for more of his tongue. Gently, delicately, his long pink tongue satisfied her
needs, petting around her inner cunt lips, then slicking over her clit. It was how he
touched that little nub, the way he drove his tongue into her tumid cunt meat and
swirled it around that made Rhoda cry out once more. She pinched her nipples with
her fingers while that tongue fucked in and out, in and out like a cock.
"Ummmmmm... oh, doggie! Oh yes, do it to me! In! In! In!"
It was almost like getting fucked, Rhoda thought, petting the animal with the sole of
her tight foot. She liked the feel of his warm fur against the sensitive spots between her
toes. Rhoda repeated the animal's name again and again in a tight, frightened whisper,
feeling herself consumed with fuck-lust. His licking was so completely wild,
uninhibited. He was resting on his belly now, pushing his head between her widely
splayed thighs, drawing his tongue up and down her cunt slit while more and more hot
juice oozed from her pussy walls and tempted the dog to lick farther into her.
"Ohhhhh, this is good, so very good, Caesar. You're making... uhhhhh... making me
feel so good!"
Rhoda didn't want to think that a dog was making her feel like this. But then again she
couldn't deny it. The touch of his furry sides against the insides of her thighs, the feel
of his long, pink tongue as he slopped it into her cunt were undeniable. The Doberman
was there, exciting her with his maw.
She reached down with both hands, daring to touch him and her cunt. She found the
dog's pointed nose, his mouth. She felt with her trembling fingers at the steamy mess
between her thighs and felt the dog's tongue licking her all over. He lapped between
her fingers and wet her palms. Rhoda let out another gasp and jerked her hips up.
"Caesar... oh, this isn't enough! Oh, God in heaven, I need... uhhhh... more!"
Rhoda did need something more, something that would take her out of his world
completely. She knew just what it was, too! A cock, a nice hot prick would satisfy her,
even if it was the animal's prick slicing into her. The thought made the woman gasp.
"Fuck... oh God, do it, do it to me!"
But the animal couldn't understand her. Rhoda realized she would have to make the
first move, perhaps all the moves for this Doberman before he finally took the hint and
nature took over. She tried to fight up through the ravenous lust she felt overpowering
her to get up and turn about. But the dog's tongue kept her from moving much. She
trembled, her fingers curling once more behind his furry, pointy ears while she humped
her spine, pressing her swollen cunt up against his muzzle. That pink tongue was so
good, so shamelessly good! How her clit burned from the steady licking friction while
the places between her toes tingled deliciously. She fanned her fingers out along
Caesar's neck, raising her feet a little more from the floor. Slowly, panting harder than
ever, Rhoda inched her knees back until they were against her tits. She spread them a
little farther, feeling so evil, so delighted that she was doing this for her dog! It had
been so long since she had been in this position.
The animal was enjoying her delight, as well, licking down into her, seeing that his
tonguing was making his mistress all the more excited! Rhoda gasped and babbled to
the dog as he raped her with his maw. She brought her feet together at the sides of his
handsome head, caressing him with her toes. The Doberman growled in appreciation,
licking down deep, stiffening his tongue and fucking it into her cunt with tremendous
force.
"Ohhhh... ahhhh! Oh, you wonderful, wonderful dog! My God, what you're doing to
me!"
She was rocking him with her legs, moving her ass from side to side, feeling as if her
brain would surely explode right through her head at any moment. The tickle of his fur
against her thighs and feet made her snap her head to the side while drool leaked from
the corners of her mouth. She moved her ass up, let it fall back again, then moved it up
once more. She jerked her ass around faster and faster, up and back, up and back until
her body was covered with a sheen of perspiration. The dog was bracing his paws up
against her ass while fucking his tongue down into her cunt.
"Oh, Caesar, you beautiful... uhhhh... beautiful, sexy dog!"
Rhoda didn't care about anything anymore. Ewie's face slipped from memory as she
hunched her ass up in the air, letting the dog lick her ass until it was dripping with spit.
She could have died doing this and she would have been the happiest slut in the whole
world! And now Rhoda was working her ass around in tight little circles, crying
through her nose, her nostrils burning with the air she sucked in to feed her lungs
while a pulse leaped through her head. Yes, she was going to do it. She couldn't stand
just lying here on her back, letting the dog do all the work with his tongue. She had to
do something more, something that would intensify the feelings burning through her
pussy.
"Uhhhhh!"
Rhoda tilted her cuntal hole up and felt Caesar's tongue rimming her teasingly. That
light touch drove her wild. She felt the cunt muscles pulsing, throbbing, clutching at
the dog's tongue as if it were a cock! A prick! Rhoda felt herself quivering on the edge
of her climax! The big muscles in her ass and thighs were cramping while her pussy
was spasming, trying to grab hold of that licking tongue. She had to do it now, had to
let the dog fuck her.
"Come on, boy, come on... hhhhrhrhr! Oh God, God, he's so damned good!"
She knew she could take him on her hands and knees. But Rhoda wanted him as her
lover, her near-human lover. Rolling her ass back, she kicked her legs in the air,
inviting the dog to climb onto her, feeling once more like a young bride.


Chapter 4

At first Caesar was reluctant, sniffing at her legs, whining, then putting his paws against
her legs in a silent plea to have her down on her hands and knees. But Rhoda was firm.
Stretching her hands through her spread thighs, she encouraged the dog forward.
Slowly at first, the big Doberman sniffed at her ass, licking her cunt several times, then
pawing her inner thighs. Rhoda shivered, keeping her ass flat against the floor. She
knew she would have to keep still, very, very still for the animal until he had managed
to find his point of balance.
"Come on, boy, come on, fuck me, fuck Rhoda! That's it, don't be afraid!"
The dog still sniffed at her, then slowly began to mount, putting one paw up on her
right thigh, then bracing the other paw on her left, looking down warily at the distance
between her cunt and his prick. But Rhoda kept talking encouragingly to the beast,
breathing heavily, hardly able to form the words in her dry mouth as she thought of the
reward she was about to reap.
Finally he had climbed the distance, his paws placed just behind her knees. The weight
pushed her legs back all the way until her knees were nearly touching the carpeting
behind her. It was then when Rhoda felt the dog's spit dripping on her upper chest and
tits. It was a kind of kiss, she thought, trembling. The pit of her belly was melting,
flowing down into her pussy, she thought. The scratchy hairs on the dog's belly were
rubbing against her nipples, making her wince with joy as she spread herself even
farther apart for the animal.
Now she could feel the long, thick, knobby mass of the Doberman's cock against her
belly, the strength of his claws prickling her thigh flesh. His dick on her cunt moved,
squeezing up against her outer pussy labia, rubbing against her clit. Rhoda let out a
long, soft sigh. How she loved that feeling, the sensation of the dog's prick rubbing up
against her pussy. She wedged her fingers between their bodies, feeling his cockmeat
with the backs of her fingers. How slick and lumpy it was, far more smooth and odd
feeling than a man's cock.
The big Doberman pushed down again, breathing hard against her. If she closed her
eyes and imagined just a bit, she could almost bring her late husband's face to mind.
Yes, he had fucked her this way – long and slow, teasing her before sticking his prick
into her. She wriggled her ass around, feeling as if her cunt needed a hard, ramming
prick. Clenching her fists, Rhoda was determined to get it.
His big claws scraped over her flesh again, making her cry out. But the only thing that
mattered now was the stiff cock rubbing life into her cunt. It had been so long since
something like that had shoved up against her pussy. And now... now it was going to
happen all over again, this time with a dog's prick fucking her. Her cunt was already
hot enough to wink wide, then snap shut on thin air. The big dog dropped his thighs,
his prick pushing against the top of Rhoda's cuntal mound. That was her cue. She
moved her hips toward him, feeling his cock rubbing right over her clit.
"Ahhhhh... damn you! Oh, God damn you, Caesar! Oh, you're making me feel...
sooooooo goooood!"
Rhoda closed her eyes tight, rocking her ass and directing the pointy end of his
prickhead against one cunt lip, then the other. Her clit rolled under the pressure,
sending more savage heat to her brain and her cunt. The woman clutched at the dog's
head, pressing it to her tits, feeling as if she were coming unglued at the animal's touch.
Her feet kicked up hard against the end table, sending the porcelain lamp crashing to
the floor while she thrashed like a wild woman against the Doberman. For an instant,
Rhoda imagined those fangs, those killer fangs ripping her. She shivered, remembering
what her daughter had said about Caesar biting her.
"Ummmmmm!"
That shiver was premature. The woman rocked her hips forward, sliding the greasy
crack of her cunt over his cockhead. She squirmed, trying to slide onto the thick, lumpy
tower of his prickmeat. But her body just wouldn't move down. The animal wasn't
positioned correctly. Rhoda was going out of her mind. Fucking. She had to have
fucking, had to have the big dog sticking his prick in her.
With a forward jerk of her hips, the woman centered her cunt hole over the tip of the
dog's prickhead. She rubbed her stiff nipples against the animal. With a low moan,
Rhoda felt his cockhead start to spread her cunt lips and start its long, slow entry.
"Ahhhhhh... yes, Caesar, good doggie! Oh my, my, that's the way to do it, Caesar!
Yessss, fuck me, stick that thing in me all the way!"
She was talking to the dog the way she had encouraged her husband years ago while he
fucked her. Caesar was her husband now, mating with her on the floor, holding her
down with his paws while slipping his cockmeat into her cunt. The dog grunted again,
shoving forward and upward. With a greasy, slippery slide, his prick popped past the
tense ring of her cunt mouth. Rhoda babbled happily. It was so good, so very, very
good. She pulled his head down again, laughing hysterically as the dog licked at her
nipples. She felt herself resting on his cock, feeling the tip just past the most sensitive
part of her cunt. The ridge stimulated the nerves inside. She felt herself contracting her
muscles there, milking lightly at the big dog-cock without moving her hips. He
groaned, jerking his powerful head up and licking his chops.
The rising heat in her pussy made her start to move her ass again. The dog was starting
to fuck her now, drawing his cockmeat out, then sliding it back in. Each time the
woman felt him fucking her deeper, his hindquarters bumping up against her crotch
while his balls pillowed up against her ass. Rhoda swiveled, pressing her ass against the
floor while letting the animal fuck deep into her cunt.
"Fuck it, fuck me, you wonderful... damned dog!" she cried.
Rhoda no longer cared if the neighbors could hear her, or if her daughter suddenly
walked into the room. Fucking was all that counted for her. She felt the pressure of his
cock in her cunt and went wild. Each time she curled forward it seemed more of the
dog's prickmeat fucked into her. At first, when his furry belly ground against her cuntal
mound, the joy-flashes from her clit rose past the wonderful fullness of her cunt hole.
As she ground against the big dog harder, Rhoda felt the long, skinny bar of dog cock
fucking deeper and deeper, making her open her mouth as if somehow that thing was
going to slip out over her lips. "Uhhhhhhh!"
The roar of her pulse nearly drowned everything out for her as she ground her clit
against the animal, loving the sensation of stretching in her cunt and the steady beat of
his pointy prickhead against her womb. Every bump sent her higher and higher. She
was vibrating inside, every touch of the dog inside or outside of her cunt plucking her
into action again. She dripped sweat, the lewd feeling of perspiration greasing her body
making her wild with delight.
"Oooooo!"
He was all the way in her now. Rhoda could feel his prick probing inside her pussy.
That feeling made her move her ass around in circles, feeling his prick stirring her
insides like some giant spoon. The mass of tension in her belly swelled like a balloon.
She dragged her fingernails across the dog's back, feeling his muscles tense while he
kept on fucking his cockmeat into her.
Caesar liked this position now. He had found his point of balance and was happily
fucking his way into her cunt again and again. Oh, how delightful it was having this
beast fucking her! It had to be the best feeling in the world!
Rhoda let out another cry, feeling her body turning into a rubbery, melting mass of
clinging fluid. She was tossing her hips around with an abandon that was almost
strange to her. Had her husband excited her this much? She doubted it. Nothing had
ever made her this hot, this wild in her life except her pet Doberman! Laughing wildly,
she kicked her legs in the air, scissoring them tightly around the fucking animal as she
encouraged him to fuck down and deep into her.
"Yaghhghghghghgh!"
A deep, sobbing breath made her cunt feel even fuller when that pistoning prick
rammed down all the way into her. At that point, the woman gave up, feeling her pussy
explode. She froze, her legs straightening.
The dog let out a long howl, dipping his doggie hips down and skewering her pussy
hard with his cum-shooting cock.
She could feel it, actually feel the spurting gobs of doggie-spunk as it slicked down her
pussy walls. There had been nothing, nothing like this in her whole life! Rhoda felt
herself become all cunt, wet and hot and clenching in every cell of her body. She milked
at the bucking rod of prickmeat, bouncing around, nearly knocking the animal off her
thighs as she took his shooting cum. Her head shot back while her tits jiggled like
pudding. Even when the dog's prick stopped firing all that jizz into her, she still kept
cumming. Her mind started to fade from the present as Caesar whimpered once more,
trying to figure out how to climb down from the still-panting woman.
"Oh no, don't... don't go, not yet," she begged, holding onto the Doberman by the
collar.
Caesar whimpered again, licking her fingers, then pushing back with his paws and
sliding his cock slowly from the woman's cunt hole. Rhoda let out a cry of frustration,
throwing her arms to each side.
"Ohhhhh, God!"
Lying there, her mind still reeling from the fuck, Rhoda felt the animal jump from her
body after having pulled his prick from her cunt. Her legs fell limply to the floor while
she regained her breath, turning her head and staring at the handsome Doberman. He
was walking around in circles now, bobbing his head up and down. And then she saw
him licking himself, licking his dimming cock.
She shuddered, turning from the beast. A flash of guilt shot through her as she slowly
rose from the floor, feeling an ache in her shoulders and back from having fucked so
hard. She had crossed over a line, Rhoda knew, crossed over a line most women never
even approached.
"Ohhhhh, my God!"
But there was little of the guilt she had expected to feel. There was only a kind of dazed
acceptance of what she and the dog had done. Regaining some of her strength, Rhoda
got up, pushed her hair back and sighed, feeling so damned good for the first time in
many years. She had done it, finally fucked, even if it was with a dog! And how good it
had felt to have a prick in her! That had been the cause of half her problems, she felt.
She had had a sexless period of her life. Women had to be fucked. It was part of nature.
And if a man wasn't around, well, then she had to turn to something else.
"Good boy, good, Caesar."
Caesar was the perfect substitute. He couldn't tell people what she was doing. There
was none of the uncertainty of a singles bar, none of the emotional mess that could
happen with a man. No, there was only the wonderful slick, itchy feel of wet flesh
against wet flesh.
Caesar had pricked up his ears at the sound of his name, whimpering and licking her as
Rhoda swept by on her way to the kitchen. She would reward him for this. He would
know he would get not only his rocks off when fucking her, but an extra dinner.
Animals liked rewards like this, she guessed. Caesar would get his, and the rewards
would increase the more he satisfied her.
"Here, boy, here, come to mama," she called, filling his yellow dinner bowl with his
favorite biscuits.
Caesar ran into the kitchen, nearly knocking Rhoda over in his desire for an extra meal.
She stood there near the bowl, rubbing her ass against the sink and watching the big
Doberman feed hungrily on his biscuits. She shivered, crisscrossing her arms and
rubbing her fingers over the goose bumps as she heard his powerful jaws chomping. He
could have snapped her leg in half with those fangs. And instead, he had licked her into
oblivion, then mounted her and fucked her until she had nearly lost her mind. What a
wonderful animal!
Rhoda hurried from the kitchen, the feeding sounds of the big animal in her ears. She
needed a drink. Yes, a drink would steady her nerves, get her ready for the long night
ahead.
"I think I'm losing my mind," she laughed.
The Scotch bottle was on top of the liquor cabinet when she went into the living room.
She got a fresh glass and filled it halfway. It had happened. She had actually done it
with the beast – had invited him to her body and then made wild love to him until it
sounded as if she were dying from pleasure. How he had made her squirm on the
couch with his tongue, licking up her cunt, fucking his tongue all the way into her until
she was crying for more! Her skin prickled with embarrassment and lust as she thought
of the two of them rolling around on the floor, the dog finally fucking his stiff cock into
her wet cunt.
"Oh God, I was so horny, so horny," she whispered to herself.
But now it was done. It was over. There was still the night to get through before Ewie
came home in the morning and went shopping with her. Rhoda sat down, again
thinking about flicking on the television.
Then she heard the dog still eating in the kitchen. She paused with the drink in her
hand, tilting her head in the direction of the doorway while a sly smile crossed her lips.
There was such a long night ahead of her, and there was Caesar, there in the kitchen,
eating. Yes, there would be more time for her and the dog. Rhoda took another drink,
feeling the liquor start to warm up her pussy once more. Yes, she would have more for
the animal to do this evening while her daughter was away.

* * *

Two blocks away, Francie and Ewie were sitting in the girl's bedroom. Francie was stiff,
as if someone had poured concrete in her veins, her mouth opened wide while her
lower jaw slackened.
"You did... what?"
Ewie bit into her lower lip, wondering if she had done the right thing in telling her
friend about what had happened with Caesar. She had thought twice about doing
something like that, remembering having vowed that she wouldn't tell a soul. But while
she and Francie were talking about guys and fucking, she'd had the overwhelming urge
to shock her friend. She did so with more than the expected result.
"You heard me, Francie. I mean, it's not like
I shot the Pope or something," she said, trying to make what happened seem normal.
"Lemme get this straight," Francie said, shaking her head. "You told me that you and
Caesar... your dog... the two of you... did something together?"
Her voice cracked at the end while she leaned forward to hear her friend better.
Through the opened doorway they could hear the "easy listening" music Francie's
mother loved drifting up from the kitchen.
"Well... yes. I didn't plan it," Ewie said quickly, feeling her friend was about to freak.
She rubbed her knees nervously, afraid to look the girl in the eyes right now. "I mean,
he kinda came up to me and chased me around, growling and all that. And... and then
the next thing I knew he was on top of me, licking and making me feel good and all
that. And... and then one thing led to another and..."
"And he fucked you. The dog fucked you," Francie finished.
"Uh-huh."
"Wow! I mean, I never heard of something like that before... I mean, really happening.
Some guys talk about places in Mexico and all that. But... but you, Ewie, I never
would've believed it!"
Ewie was growing impatient and nervous with her friend's attitude. She shuffled her
feet against the mattress, thinking about leaving, when Francie held up one hand.
"You think you could get Champion to do something like that?"
"Francie!"
Ewie felt her heart stop. She had expected anything but that question. Champion was
Francie's pet German shepherd, a dog the girl's mother had bought her three years ago
at a special breeding show. Ewie pulled her hair pensively, wondering if her friend
really wanted something like that to happen. Raising her eyes and seeing the anxious
expression on Francie's face, she could tell her friend was seriously interested in doing
something with the dog.
"You don't just make him do something. I mean, I'm not some kind of trainer. He just
does what he wants. Why don't you bring him up here and see what he'll do?"


Chapter 5

"Ohhhh, he's beautiful, Francie!"
Ewie had stopped with her panties at her knees. She felt a little strange doing this right
in front of her friend Francie, even though she was her best friend and hadn't
condemned her for fucking with Caesar.
"I know. I never thought about... you know, doing something with him until you talked
to me just now. But when I head you say how much it was, I thought, well, I might
try."
"We might try," Ewie corrected her, taking a deep breath and sliding off her panties.
The handsome gray-and-black German shepherd stood there in the doorway, looking
up at his mistress, then over at Ewie, who was stretched prettily on the bed now,
completely naked. The door was closed. Francie was started to disrobe, panting heavily
while the dog stood there whimpering through his nostrils, appearing confused.
"I don't think he knows what's going on, Francie."
"Then show him," the girl suggested, balancing herself against the bureau while
slipping off her sandals.
Ewie knew she was blushing violently. It was as if she were exhibiting herself in front of
a stranger. Still, Francie was her friend and was going to do the same thing she was.
Ewie bent over, probing in the thick blonde fur of her cunt. With a sticky little sound,
her outer cunt-lips came open.
The dog pricked up his ears, the fur around his neck bristling as he trotted over to the
bed and stared into the blonde's eyes. Ewie flushed even redder than before. The dog
was sniffing the air between them, his tail starting to wag slowly. He had an idea now,
Ewie guessed, of what was up. Stretching his head forward, the shepherd let out a low
growl, his body starting to shiver. Yes, yes, he was just like Caesar. All he needed was a
little something to get going, and he would act in the same way. Ewie smiled, feeling a
rush of glowing warmth lick up her shivering thighs.
"Ohhhh, nice boy, nice Champion. You sure you've never done anything with him?"
"Uh-uh. Never even thought about it till now," Francie admitted, sliding her panties
down over her knees. "Then you gave me the idea."
Ewie put her right forefinger down, touching the tiny bead of her clit. A shock cut
through her loins, making her inhale a sharp breath. She licked her pouty bottom lip,
touching herself again, then slyly rolling up her eyes and staring at the dog. Champion
was whining, looking back at her, then turning around and staring at Francie for some
sort of clue. But his mistress was pulling her jersey over her head, groaning a little as
the arms became tangled up with one another. Ewie giggled at her friend's distress,
moving her fingers around a little.
"Yes, Champion, it's good, real good smelling, isn't it?"
Ewie knew that a dog's sense of smell and taste were developed more than a human's.
He must be going out of his mind now, she thought. She could smell that vaguely
pungent muskiness that came up from her hot pussy. Even she could shiver at that
odor. With one hand, Ewie peeled the outer cunt lips back while she rubbed the slick
fluid into her steamy pussy. It sounded so squishy and wet, and Ewie felt a thrill in her
clit. She rubbed the fleshy nub, licking her lips again, then falling back on the bed. She
was starting to feel very weak, and knew soon the dog would soon be coming up to her,
licking her, fucking her.
"If eyes could fuck, Ewie, Champion'd be all over you in a second," Francie said.
"I don't care about his eyes, I just want... ohhhhh!"
It was as if the dog could read her mind. In a flash, the German shepherd had jumped
onto the bed and was nosing her ankles. Ewie smiled, drawing her right leg up around
his hindquarters and petting him sexily with her toes. The dog liked that. Ewie was
breathing hard now, feeling her chest tighten. Her nipples had become thick, tumid
nubs that wanted to be licked and bitten. Ewie squirmed her ass on the bed, listening to
the groaning of the springs beneath her, feeling the dog's heavy breath against her
calves now.
Tentatively, the shepherd started licking her knees, drawing his tongue up to her thighs,
then bringing it back down to her calves. He was tasting her the way Caesar had tasted
her, drinking up the salty flavor of her sweat while watching how she reacted. Ewie let
out a long low sigh, worming her way up higher on the bed, drawing her knees apart
while bringing her heels together just behind the large animal. She could feel her cunt
lips unstick sexily as she wriggled around the bed. When he started mouthing her toes,
licking at her soles, the young girl nearly came unglued. Laughing, she half-rolled onto
her left side, feeling her cuntal walls buckle in from the heat.
Francie was on the other bed now, watching her, rubbing her fingers into the soft
mossy heat of her cunt.
"Mmmmmm, oh God, God, he's so good, so nice and hot and good," Ewie moaned.
"Oh, wow, he's licking you, he's... oh God!"
Champion jumped over to Francie without warning, mouthing her ankles, then licking
up her inner thighs. The young brunette panicked, swatting down at him with both
hands, her eyes rounded as if she had just been attacked by a vampire. Ewie rolled over
and held down her friend's hands, talking soothingly to the startled animal.
"No, you don't fight him off, Francie. Just let him do what he wants. He won't hurt
you. Trust me," Ewie said, her cunt burning as if someone had lit a fire in it.
"But, but..."
The girl almost cried, her forehead wrinkling as the animal began licking her calves
again, staring warily at her from below. In a moment he grew bolder, drawing his
tongue up her thighs once more, leaving long, wet silver trails of his spit along her
flesh. Francie still tried worming her ass away from the dog. But Ewie was firm, keeping
her friend settled there until Francie began to warm to the touch. It was then Ewie
moved around, petting the dog excitedly with both hands, smoothing her fingers down
his sides.
When Champion buried his maw in the brunette's cunt muff and Francie let out a cry,
that was when Ewie knew she just couldn't sit there and do nothing. She moved her
hand back along the underside of the dog's belly. Champion let out a little growl when
she brushed her hand back toward his prick. Peering down, she saw the red cocktip was
starting to emerge from his furry prick sheath. The more she stroked his underbelly, the
more his cock throbbed until it was completely out, jerking up against his muscular
thighs. Francie was panting heavily, her face red and beaded with dots of perspiration
while strands of her hair tangled wetly around her mouth.
Champion was feasting on her pussy, drawing his tongue sloppily up and down,
drinking up her cunt juices while the teenager went out of her mind.
Ewie smiled. The strange, convulsive way Francie was moving reminded her of her own
rushing climax with Caesar. Francie would cum soon. She was going for it, not wanting
to hold back. Ewie could understand that. The first time Ewie was with Caesar, she had
been unsure of what to do and wanted to climax as soon as possible.
"Uhhhhh, oh you're so good, Champion! Uhhhh, that tongue, it's doing things to
meeeeeee!"
Then Francie babbled something, her body jerking around on the bed as if someone
were touching her with a live electric wire. Ewie felt warm and buzzy. Francie was
pumping her full-fleshed ass up and down in fucking movements, rubbing her pussy up
against the dog's snout. Ewie couldn't take this anymore. She moved her hand back
until she was brushing the backs of her fingers against the dog's prick. Champion let
out a groan, licking more wildly at the teenager's cunt. Ewie bit her lower lip. She
started moving her fingers up and down over the slick dog-cock while the dog still
lapped and licked into her friend's pussy. Ewie had heard some of the girls at school say
their boyfriends liked it when they played with their cocks like that.
Champion apparently liked it, too. He moved his hindquarters apart as much as he
could, raising his stiffened tail a bit while shivering at her touch. Ewie smiled weakly,
moving her fingers up and own, feeling just how hot that slimy thing was that was
jerking up against her hand. She licked her lips again, lowering her head. Some girls
had told her about doing things with their mouths on their boyfriends' cocks.
"Good boy, good... this is going to feel good, Champion."
Francie sounded as if she were coming unglued. The brunette was beating her fists
against the mattress while Ewie ducked under the dog's belly, twisted her head around
and stuck out her tongue. She tasted the pointy cocktip first, flicking her tongue back
along the slick bumps until she felt the short fur surrounding his balls. The dog let out
another howl, his body shaking as Ewie moved her lips back. She liked doing this,
running the tip of her tongue along the hot, slick surface of the dog's cock. When she
felt his balls once more with her lips, she pursed her mouth, sucking on them gently
while still stroking Champion's knobby boner with her right hand.
"Owowooowowoowowwooo!"
Francie was cumming. Ewie could feel the bed tossing and heaving. She was pumping
her ass wildly now, striking her whitened fists hard against the bed while shifting her
thighs from side to side.
Ewie drew her mouth back and parted her lips and took in the full length of the dog's
prick, sucking hard, nearly knocking the animal from the bed.
"Mfmmfmmfmffffff!"
It felt odd and strange and good having a prick in her mouth. But she wasn't sure if
Francie wouldn't freak if she looked down and saw her friend sucking off the big dog.
Reluctantly pulling away, Ewie drew her head out from under the animal's belly and
wiped her mouth with the back of one hand.
Francie was just coming down from her high, her legs still twitching. Her belly was
flushed while her face was streaked with perspiration. The teenager calmed down
slowly, moving her body like a serpent, rubbing her tits, her belly, her thighs with both
hands. Ewie could tell her friend had had a good time and was wanting more. But it
was her turn now. She had entertained Champion while he licked off her friend. Now it
was her turn to enjoy this session.
"Oh, wow, I hope my mom didn't hear anything," Francie whispered, drawing one
hand over her eyes while humping her ass up in the air for yet another lick.
"I doubt it. Come on, Champion, come on over here," Ewie said, drawing back to the
other bed, then swinging her thin, lithe legs over the side.
The German shepherd gave Francie's cunt another final lick, then twisted around and
saw Ewie undulating her thighs against the mattress.
It was more than the aroused male animal could stand. He knew it had been her mouth
that had made his prick so very hot and throbbing. And now she was there, stretched
on the bed, her cunt hot and dribbling with juice. Jumping from Francie's bed, the large
animal wound up on Ewie's, pushing his snout against her knees, then quickly wedging
himself between her thighs. There was no problem about her screaming or fighting him
off. Ewie was way past that stage. Caesar had touched her far too many times for her to
be squeamish.
With a squeal of delight Ewie drew her knees back, feeling her cunt lips unstick again,
that sensation sending shivers of joy racing up and down her spine. The big dog was
licking up her thighs, then going straight to her cunt. There was no hesitation on his
part right now. Ewie liked that, a dog that knew what it wanted. She felt his tongue
toying around the tense, rubbery rim of her cunt. The muscles cramped, drawing in the
slick membranes like the sides of a drawstring purse.
Champion growled, drawing his tongue around her belly, slurping it up until he was
sanding his tongue over her nipples. Ewie let out another cry. She wanted his tongue
back there, back where it belonged. She reached down and gripped the German
shepherd's head, pushing it down, down until she could feel that wet, soft warmth
engulfing her pussy once more. She let out a happy sigh, tensing her thigh and ass
muscles, hunching up her pussy into his mouth, feeding him her cunt.
"Ooooooo! That's it, boy! Oh yes, yes, that's it!"
He was licking deep into her cunt, nearly as deeply as Caesar had learned to lick. Ewie
cried out, snapping her legs out from her body, running her fingers through the dog's
thick fur and moaning happily.
"Good dog," she gasped, "good dog."
She was spreading her thighs more and more, feeling the dog's spit drenching her
pussy. His saliva dripped down her ass, leaking into her ass-hole. Champion sensed
there was more to lap than her pussy, drawing his tongue down into her ass crack,
flicking it around until the tip was touching the pink flesh of her puckered shitter. Ewie
flicked open her eyes in shock and delight, rolling her ass back a little, feeling that sexy
wet tongue licking around her ass-hole. The dog was licking deep, tickling her, making
her curl her toes until they cramped while she rolled her white glistening ass in the air
and silently begged for more. She could hear her friend gasping in surprise as she rutted
there, shamelessly flaunting her naked ass in front of the licking dog and wanting him
to soak her shitter and pussy.
Ewie moaned loudly, writhing her shoulders against the crushed pillow behind her.
Bringing her ass back down, she petted the animal with both feet, drawing her legs
back, then forward, rubbing her toes over his neck, then bringing them down the
length of his back until they were petting the beast over his tail. She laughed. He kept
wetting her with his doggie-spit, drenching her crotch. She didn't care any longer
whether her friend was watching her or not. Let Francie pick up some pointers while
she and the dog fucked together right there on bed.
"I... I... I'm gonna let him fuck me, Francie. Oh, yes, yes, he's gonna do it!"
Francie watched wide-eyed, one hand to her throat as Ewie humped her back against
the big dog. Champion growled loudly now, letting his fangs nip along the puffed outer
lips of Ewie's cunt. The feeling was devastating. It hurt her a little, as well, but hurt in a
way that made her want more of it. She jerked her ass up, feeding him more of her
pussy. Champion responded by digging his fangs along her silken flesh, growling and
tossing his head, the fur around his neck bristling more and more. "Oh, oh, ohhhhh!"
It sounded as if Ewie were coming apart. She clawed at the dog's furry back, urging him
on, then restraining him when the biting made her wince in pain. She felt vulnerable,
even in danger under this strange, new dog. But yet it was something that was even
better than when she was with Caesar. Ewie felt a fire of goodness licking up her thighs,
driving her mad with delight while the tender places between her toes itched and
tickled. She dug her feet against the dog's furred sides, wanting more sensation.
"Oh, you're gonna do it now?"
"Yes, yes, I'm gonna let him fuck me, Francie. Oh God, he's so good, such a good dog!"
Ewie whispered.
Her body was responding fast to the hurried, sloppy lapping of the big dog. Thank
God, Champion seemed to know instinctively when his biting had become dangerous.
Moving down a little, his hindquarters stretched out, the animal opened his maw and
took her cuntal mound between those powerful jaws. Ewie held her breath, looking
down through heavy-lidded eyes and watching with disbelief as the big German
shepherd took her cuntal mound between his jaws and shook it gently. Ewie threw her
head back and cursed, her hair splashing wildly over her face. Never, never had her dog
done something like that! She was feeling herself coming undone as the dog ate at her
cunt ravenously. Champion whined through his nose and plowed his head between her
soft, white thighs once more. "Yessssss..."
Champion's tongue had entered her pussy again, forcing the swollen cuntmeat wide
enough for him to suck out more of her juices. He rolled and licked around the
sensitive ring of her cunt muscles. Ewie felt them convulse and tighten around the dog's
muzzle and hot tongue each time he stuck it deep. It was very, very close to the feeling
of being fucked. How utterly shameless she had become! Ewie closed her eyes tight and
pranced her ass around in circles, then jerked it up and down in hot, fucking moves.
She had to have the dog now. She couldn't put it off any longer.
With a wild sigh, Ewie pushed Champion back with both hands, folding one leg over
the other and rolling onto her hands and knees. She caught sight of Francie, who was
sitting up, fucking her fingers in and out of her pussy, watching as her friend got up on
her hands and knees and readied herself for a fuck.
"I couldn't do something like that," Francie gasped, her mouth wide open.
"Just wait. Just wait, and I'll bet you'll be like this tomorrow," Ewie predicted, feeling
her tits pulling sexily against her upper chest.
Champion was whimpering. He knew what the girl was about to do. Backing up, he
waited until she had spread her legs, angling her pert little ass up in the air while
lowering her head. She was stretched out in that doggie-fuck position, her cunt
throbbing, the red pussy slit wet with his spit and her juice.
"Come on, boy, come on and lick me again. Come on and... and fuck me!"
The dog nosed around her pussy a little, drawing his tongue up her cunt slot, then
backing away only to bring his paws up to her ass and climb up. Ewie groaned,
snapping her head to one side, feeling his claws scratching their way along her ribs.
Yes, yes, it was happening again! And this time with Champion! Oh, what a wonderful
time she was having!


Chapter 6

"Come on, boy! Oh, wow, wow, this is great, Francie! He's a natural!"
Ewie rolled her ass up in the air, feeling the blind, knife-like stabs of the dog's pointy
prick-head against her ass-cheeks. She shut her eyes and fucked back for all she was
worth. In a moment there was that tell-tale hot, slippery slide of his cock along her
fuck-slot. He had found the path, discovered the way to her pussy. With a groan, Ewie
dipped her ass once again, angling it up, feeling that dog-cock edging its way toward
her pussy.
"Fuck me, Champion, fuck me good!"
"He's doing it! My God, he's doing it, Ewie!" Francie cried out.
Ewie threw back her head, feeling the dog biting her neck, then drawing his tongue
over the deep fang-marks he left. He was drilling his stiff fucker into her more
mercilessly than Caesar had done. She felt the powerful forward fuck-thrusts of his
hindquarters against her ass. Her thighs trembled as she fought to keep her elbows
from bowing out. It was all the teenager could do to stay there in the doggie-fucking
position. Oh, Champion was good, so very, very good at what he was doing. That long
knobby prick was squeezing deeper and deeper into her pussy, scratching all those
deep, itchy spots she had felt growing worse and worse as the dog had tongue-fucked
her.
Fucking. Fucking. That damned dog was fucking her, driving her mad with delight with
his prick. His claws scraped along her sides harder. When he drew his prick out and
her cuntal walls sucked back together, Ewie thought she would lose her mind. She
wailed, jerking her head back and forth while drawing her fingernails over the sheets
again and again. Oh, it was so good, so very, very good having something that hot, that
hard fucking all the way into her!
"Harder, Champion, fuck me harder!"
The angry red barb penetrated her like a spear, stabbing again and again up into her
cunt. The dog's claws scratched her body, leaving those long red marks that had just
begun to heal from Caesar's fucking. She loved hearing the dog's body slapping against
her ass while she felt the wiry hairs of his coat against her ass-hole. The itching,
burning sensation in her cunt and ass drove her mad. Ewie bit down on her lower lip
and shoved back against the dog's pounding cock, her ass weaving and jerking around
as if she were losing control.
Champion howled again, nearly knocking her off the bed with his wild fuck-thrusts.
The girl grunted and sobbed with delight. All she wanted was to have those feelings
deep in her pussy increase more and more until the pain and the swelling, spinning
knot of tension in her belly swept over her like a tidal wave.
"Oh wow, Ewie, wow, I mean, he's going wild! I think he's going to cum or
something!" Francie called out from her bed.
Ewie cursed again, her head rolling while long strings of drool escaped from her mouth.
She lowered her body, dragging her stiff tits along the mattress top. A wild, scratchy fire
ran through all her nerves as she thought of Champion, thought of Caesar, thought of
dogs fucking in twos, threes, in packs, all of them after her to fuck. It was almost as if
she were in some kind of battle on the narrow bed. The frame under the mattress
squeaked while the pile-driving fuck-thrusts of the big furry German shepherd
hammered against her cunt again and again. "Uhhhhhh!"
Ewie howled like a beast, a low harsh noise that tore at her throat. The whirling knot of
lust in her crotch was about to blow apart. She hated the excitement in a way, and yet
would have given her life for it. She wanted it all to herself, that dog to herself,
everything to herself as she screamed and backed into the dog yet again.
"He's gonna do it, Ewie!"
The blonde teenager tried to hold off. The immense blast furnace of chilly heat in her
cunt grew and grew. She could hear the squishing of her pussy juices. No. There was
no way she could keep herself from cumming. She had to do it, had to let go. With
another wild cry, Ewie felt herself seemingly falling off a cliff. She was falling, pitching
head over heels while the dog fire hosed his spunk deep into her pussy. He was
cumming, filling her up, making her wet with his jizz while the terrifying impact of her
climax smashed through her brain. Ewie sobbed, knowing the spurting, gut-spraying
prickshaft was going to stop soon, and she would still want more and more dog-cum.
"Ooowoowowowoowoooooo!"
Ewie sounded like a dog, herself, a bitch in heat being satisfied by her mate right there
on the squeaking bed! Ewie's elbows collapsed. She lay her cheek against the pillow,
jerking her ass up, drawing her knees together and fucking back against the big
German shepherd. Again and again, she felt him fucking into her, spurting out that hot
doggie-jizz that spattered against her trembling cuntal walls.
Finally, it was over. The dog pulled out, jumping down from the bed and curling up
near the door, licking his shrinking prick and balls. Ewie stretched out her legs,
pushing her hands under the pillow and trembling.
"Wow! That was something else, Ewie! I... I never saw anything like it!" Francie said
honestly, marveling at her friend.
"You can do it too, Francie. I'll bet Champion'd love to fuck you."
"I... I don't know."
"We'll talk about it later. I'm a little tired, Francie," Ewie said, feeling utterly exhausted
after that workout.
She wanted to sleep for a while. Then there would be dinner, and more talk. Maybe she
could convince Francie to let her dog fuck her. It was nice, real nice having a dog to
fuck. But, Ewie thought as she drifted off to sleep, it would be nice to make it with a
guy now. Maybe now that she'd lost her cherry, she wouldn't mind having Jimmy
touch her all over and then fuck her. God only knows, he'd been wanting to fuck her
ever since they'd been dating. Yes, she would call Jimmy tomorrow. It wasn't shameful
for a girl to call a guy anymore.

* * *

Some hours had passed since both women had had their fun with the dogs. While Ewie
and Francie were giggling and gasping over what had taken place, Rhoda felt herself in
a rather embarrassing situation. Standing there in the doorway, her robe clutched over
her tits, she found herself staring face to face with a young, handsome football player by
the name of James Sweet.
He had dropped over to see Ewie, who was not at home. Rhoda found herself gazing
into his blue eyes and feeling something a mother shouldn't be feeling toward her
daughter's friends. She backed away, patting her hair down, glad she had pulled Caesar
away from the door and shoved him into the kitchen, bolting the door. Behind her, she
could hear the Doberman barking and snarling. The two of them had been rolling on
the floor when Jimmy had rung the bell.
"Uh, that's all right, Mrs. Dennis. You don't have to cover for Ewie. I mean, if she's out
with another guy, that's cool."
"No, Jimmy. I... I don't know you very well, but she's really with her friend Francie.
They just decided to spend the night together. They do that sometimes," Rhoda
explained.
Her cunt was seeping hot moisture while her nipples were hard and itchy. Did the boy
suspect that her pussy was swollen open under her sheer gown? Could he even guess
that women her age had the same passions as girls his age? She bit her hp, a drop of
cunt juice oozing down her right thigh.
"Well, it's my fault, really. I didn't even call. Thought I'd take her by surprise. My
rotten luck. Well, tell her I stopped by," Jimmy said, about to turn.
"Wait. I mean, it seems a shame for you to come all this way for nothing," Rhoda said,
feeling her cheeks flush. "The least I can do for you is offer some hot chocolate or Pepsi
or something."
"Sure. That'd be great. I don't have anything special planned for tonight, anyway."
Rhoda smiled more broadly, unsure of just where she was going with this boy. There
was a danger zone here, steps over which she shouldn't go. But he was so innocent, so
pleased with her, and so disappointed that her daughter wasn't there. Kicking Caesar
back as she entered the kitchen and ignoring his nosings under her gown, Rhoda
poured the Pepsi in two glasses, wondering if he and Ewie did anything while on a
date. Her daughter had never intimated she. was sexually active. But Rhoda knew
today's kids were fucking far more frequently than kids in her own day.
When she reappeared in the living room, she saw the boy had taken off his varsity
jacket and was lounging on the chair, staring up at her. She felt a little strange, giving
him his drink, then moving around to the chair opposite him.
"You know, you could be Ewie's older sister," Jimmy said after a few sips of his Pepsi.
"You know that?"
"I... I never thought of things that way," she said, feeling the veils of her conservatism
slipping away from her. She had to be careful. She didn't want to cause some scandal
for her daughter.
Jimmy took another drink, spreading his legs, letting the faded Levi's snug up against
his crotch. Rhoda swallowed hard, lowering her eyes while feeling a flame of desire
explode in her pussy. She trembled. She could see the bulge of his big cock. Looking up
once more, she saw Jimmy was smiling. But it was more than just a simple smile. There
was something of a sly wink in it, something that told her he knew she was hot and
was going to capitalize on it.
"You've finished. Here, I'll get you another," she said, surprised at the huskiness of her
own voice.
"That's fine, Mrs. Dennis."
"What are you doing?"
They had both stood up at the same time.
Somehow he was up next to her, touching her, kissing her hair while sliding one hand
around her narrow waist. Instinctively, Rhoda backed away, her hands fluttering up to
his chest and pushing him away. She couldn't let something like this happen, certainly
not with one of her daughter's friends. The scandal would ruin both of them.
"Just what you wanted me to do, right? I saw that soon as I walked in. Ewie's been
awful stand-offish. But I can see she doesn't get that from her mother."
"You... you don't know what you're doing! Get away from me, Jim Sweet!"
"You don't want me to go... at least, not yet," he said, nibbling on her earlobe.
Rhoda felt her will slipping, hearing the scratching and moaning from the Doberman
through the closed, locked kitchen door. This was her chance, the chance she had been
praying for. This was her chance to break the vicious ring of sex with the dog and have
some time in bed with a man – a real man, her daughter's boyfriend! The thought
nearly made her laugh as she felt herself melting in Jim's strong-muscled arms. A pang
of guilt brought her hands back up to his chest again and she pulled away from him.
Jim stood there, running his fingers through his thick black wavy hair. Oh, it was going
to be so difficult to chase him away! She could see why her daughter was dating this
strange, handsome young man!
"I think you've done enough," Rhoda said with some coolness, closing her gown and
hoping he hadn't noticed just how red and stiff her nipples were.
His hands had roamed freely over her tits and had brushed up against her stiff nubs.
How rash he was to have touched her there! She would have to make sure he would
never, never say a word about this to anyone in his school!
"I don't think I've done enough," Jim whispered, breaking her hold and opening her
gown with one quick move.
Rhoda gasped, fighting with him for her gown while feeling defeated for the first time
in a long time. Jim was staring at her, whistling low, his eyes raping her while his hands
continued to pull her gown off her shoulders. Rhoda groaned, turning her reddened
face from him. He was going to rape her, rape her the same way the Doberman had
raped her a few days ago! She felt the soft material of her gown slip over her tits, her
thighs, her feet, then finally puddle around her toes.
He had stripped her not only of her pride and will but of her gown, as well. Rhoda
made a half-hearted effort at bending down to gather up the gown. Jim stopped her,
grabbing her firmly by the wrists and holding her arms from her sides. In a moment
she felt one hand leave her wrist.
Rhoda gasped as she felt greedy fingers slipping up and down her outer cunt labia,
rubbing against them, then curling into her hot little fuck-hole. She curled her toes into
the thick carpeting while closing her eyes and drinking in the sensation of being finger
fucked by this man. When two fingers slipped into the flooding crack of her pussy, the
woman groaned loudly and felt herself falling forward. Jim caught her, tilting her head
back with his free hand and kissing her lustily while fucking his finger down deep into
her cunt.
"Uhhhh, Jimmy, don't... oh, my God, what will your friends think? You doing this to
Ewie's mother! She'll never live this down at school!"
"I'm not gonna tell anyone about this. You're my special find. Hey, what's the matter
with the pooch in there?" he asked, nodding his head in the direction of the kitchen.
Rhoda blushed furiously, knowing Caesar could hear her moaning and had guessed she
was giving her favors to someone else.
"I don't know. Lonely. I fed him just a few minutes ago," she answered, remembering
how it had felt having the dog's tongue curling up into her pussy. She had nearly cum,
hoping to have held off until she dragged the animal to her bed and had him fuck her a
second time this evening. Rhoda was glad she had delayed that move for a few minutes.
Now she had Jim.
"Come on. Let's go to your room. I don't like hearing some dog baying away like that,"
Jim said, frowning, then scooping her up in his strong arms and whisking her up the
stairs while Rhoda whispered directions.
It was almost like some fairy tale – a prince whisking her away to a private little spot
where the two of them could make love. She kept groaning to him, holding him around
the neck while she felt her toes scraping occasionally against the walls of the darkened
upstairs hallway. And when he laid her down on the bed, Rhoda only gasped happily,
watching his shirt slip away from his hard-muscled chest, then his boots and socks slip
from his feet. Unbuckling his black leather belt, Jim opened the top two snaps of his
faded Levi's, grinning down at her while rubbing his fingers up and down over the
cock-bulge poking against the front of his trousers. Rhoda felt her heart pounding like
mad in her chest.
Still grinning, Jim sat down next to her, slowly trailing his fingers over her tits, then
feathering them over her belly, watching as she sucked in ragged breaths at each light
touch. When he brushed the tips over her cunt hairs, Rhoda could feel the nerve
endings in her pussy quiver, then break down into spasms. Oh, how hot she was! The
dog had barely taken the edge off her heat. She felt one finger slip into her cunt, and
immediately her pussy muscles cramped down, trapping the invading digit and sucking
on it as if it were a cock.
"Whoooooeeeee! You've gotta be real hot if you're doing things like that! I don't think
I've ever been with someone like this," Jim admitted, working his finger around and
around, his grin spreading when he saw Rhoda shifting her thighs. "Yeah, you know
how to move that ass. We're gonna have ourselves a real good time."
He stood up again, unbuttoning the rest of his Levi's then pushing the open jeans down
to his knees. Rhoda felt her throat constrict as she saw eight inches of prickmeat spring
up from his Levi's, pointing straight out from his hairy groin. His low-hanging leathery
balls swung back and forth as he stepped from his Levi's, throwing them in one corner
atop his boots and shirt.
"Big... you're so... so big! I don't think I've ever done something with someone that
big," she admitted, feeling a mixture of fear and incredible excitement as Jim climbed
back into bed with her.
"You're gonna feel it now. Aren't too many who can take me the first time. But then
again, I'm fuckin' around with girls my own age. I think you're gonna make me feel
better, right?"
"Ohhhhhh!"
He rolled onto her, pushing his fingers through her hair and kissing her wildly on the
throat while his knees spread hers farther apart. Rhoda cried out his name again and
again as she felt the full length of his prick rub up and down slickly against her juicing
cunt. His fingers roamed around her tits, pinching her nipples, then rubbing them
gently when she cried out in pain. He was feeling her, gripping her flesh, smoothing it,
then sliding his hands down to her ass-cheeks. She had never felt this loved and
possessed before!
Rhoda tensed her thighs, feeling his prickhead rubbing up against her clit. That contact
sent showers of sparks prickling into her cunt as the woman spread her legs a bit more
and waited for the fuck of her life!


Chapter 7

"Oooooo, it's so good, so very, very good... oooo, Jimmy!"
Rhoda was clawing his back, curling her fingers and drawing her nails over his
shoulders as he dragged his prick back, rubbing his cockhead up and down, up and
down over her cuntal crack. He was purposely keeping that wonderful cock away from
her, holding it back until she would beg for it. Rhoda rolled her thighs up, tensing the
backs of her legs while her tummy muscles cramped with excitement. Rocking her body
from side to side, the woman found herself sobbing for cockmeat, crying for it while
Jimmy only peered down at her and laughed.
"Come on, baby, I wanna hear what you really want from me."
"Cock! Oh God, fuck me! I want cock! I need cock!"
Rhoda didn't want to mince words. She had to have that long cock rubbing life into her
pussy right now! The Doberman had taken care of her up to this point. But now she
wanted to have something more. She had to have this stud fucking her.
"Yeah, yeah, that cunt feels nice and hot and wet – just like a woman should be,"
Jimmy said, gripping her by the shoulders.
Rhoda knew he was about to fuck her. She felt his knees bracing against hers while his
body seemed to tense up. He drew his ass back, letting the fat, double-lobed cockhead
drop to the bottom junction of her cunt lips, then tensed his back and shoved forward.
Rhoda groaned, arching her spine while throwing her head back into the pillow behind
her. She felt that fat cock pushing in, spreading her apart, rubbing and scratching all
those wildly itchy spots at the mouth of her cunt. Her body shivered as if she were
having a fit as Jim fucked in, pushing his cock past her clit and down into her cunt.
"Uhhhh... oh, it's going... uhhh... going so deep! I love it! Fuck me, fuck me all the
way!" she cried, her voice going hoarse.
Rhoda held her breath, feeling his body sliding over hers on a slime of sweat. His hands
moved back down to her ass-cheeks, squeezing them, kneading them while his fingers
strayed into her sweaty asscrack. She could feel his nails toying with her ass-hole in a
moment while Jimmy slipped his cockmeat all the way into her cunt. Yes, yes, he was
all the way in now! She could feel the drag of his balls against her pussy while his cock
hairs prickled her clit.
Rhoda ran her fingers up and down his back, tearing at his flesh, making the young boy
buck. But he said nothing to stop her, only fucking back harder, then screwing his
cockmeat into her, swaying his thighs from side to side so the woman could feel his
cock even more.
Rhoda did feel his cock more and gasped for it! She shot her knees apart, lifting her
legs from the bed, petting the boy's legs and thighs the way she had petted the animal.
Caesar! Even now she thought of the cunt-fucking Doberman while Jimmy squeezed
her ass again, then slipped one finger into her ass-hole! How those spicy hot shocks of
delight shot out from her ass and homed in on her clit! They made her cunt throb all
even more while Jim fucked down hard.
"Uhhh, oh my God! You don't know... what you're doing to me! It's been so long since
a man's done this to me!" she confessed.
"You sure haven't forgotten much," Jim grunted, fucking in once more.
He was riding her down into the groaning mattress, fucking down deep, sending squirts
of her pussy juice spraying out onto her thighs and his dangling, hard balls.
"Christ! I'm gonna shoot right now if I keep doin' this to you. Gotta hold back," Jim
said, slowly pulling his cock out.
"Oh no, don't do this to me!" Rhoda cried, her eyes opened and wild with fear.
She could feel his long, thick piece of cockmeat oozing from her pussy, the itchy cunt
walls drawing back together while gobs of juice oozed from her fuck-hole and wet down
her flesh. She clung to his broad shoulders, protesting all the way, trying to kick him
with the backs of her legs. But Jim was insistent, laughing softly at her, still pulling his
cock out inch by excruciating inch until only the swollen, hot cockhead remained
inside. He was giving her lusty little hunches with it, purposely angling his body up so
his prickmeat kept rubbing against her wet clit. Rhoda was becoming unglued. She
shivered and shuddered, her eyes rolling. Drumming her legs against him, then against
the rocking bed, the woman went wild, clawing at the boy doing all these wonderful
things to her.
"Yeah, yeah, you want that prick in you real bad, don't you? Jesus Christ, I don't think
I've ever seen a broad do this," Jim admitted.
"Fuck! Need fuck! Wanna cock! Wanna cock!" Rhoda cried.
She twisted her hips from one side to the other. How her cunt burned and ached while
the big stud above her toyed with her emotions. Her clit was swollen and hot,
threatening to explode with the delight raging through her body. She could feel her
thighs smeared with her own cunt juice.
Jim pulled completely from her, his prick jerking around like a small animal while her
cunt sucked in thin air. Rhoda cried, biting blood from her lower lip while she beat her
fists against him.
"In! In! In."
"Later, later."
Rhoda blinked her eyes clear, seeing his big cock swaying heavily from his groin. How
purple the cockhead was, greased with her juices! Just the sight of it there, hovering
over her swollen cunt made the woman wild! She hunched her ass up, silently begging
for the stud to fuck her once more. But Jim had other ideas. Holding her down with
both hands on her hips, he started kissing her belly, licking his tongue around her
navel, then drawing it down, down toward her cunt. Rhoda cried out. Things like this
were for before fucking, not during. He was making her pussy ache even more while
rivers of perspiration trickled down her sides. She didn't need tongue. If she wanted
that, she had a Doberman locked in the kitchen for that. She wanted Jim!
"No, no, want cock, want... want dick!" Rhoda cried.
Jim paid her no attention, licking his tongue down, moaning softly while working his
fingers up and down his jerking cockmeat. There was little Rhoda could do. Lying there
flat on the bed, she felt his mouth edging toward her cunt. All the nerve endings there
were stretching toward that licking thing, wanting to be stimulated again by something,
anything that would make them feel good again. "Uhhhh!"
He was on her now. The invasion of his tongue into her cunt made the woman almost
go into shock. She jerked her body as if someone had struck her, her legs flying up and
scissoring around his neck just as she had held the dog captive. Jim was tongue-fucking
deep, very, very deep, his lips smoothing teasingly against her inner cunt lips. His teeth
were gouging her too, just as the animal's had. But his tongue – ohhhhh, his tongue
was fucking deeper, way deeper than Caesar's had. How could he fuck so deep with
that thing? She was being fucked with that tongue almost as good as she had been
fucked with his prick! Rhoda jerked her thighs back against him, bouncing her ass up
and down against the mattress while calling Jim's name and begging for more.
Her chest heaved while he moved his head from side to side, burrowing deeper between
her outer cunt lips. She could feel the juices flooding from her cunt, wetting down his
cheeks. Even better were the growls Jim was letting out. He was obviously enjoying the
flow of liquid oozing from her cunt slot and the way she was moving her ass against his
face. She could feel his chin against her inner thighs while his tongue wiggled and
wagged deep in her cunt slot. Rhoda beat her heels against his back, kicking her legs
high in the air, feeling the muscles cramp in her thighs and ass as the young stud licked
down deeper.
He pulled back, barely rimming the tense, rubbery rim of her cunt with the tip of his
tongue. She stiffened, crying out, rocking her body from left to right while begging him
for more. Oh, she wanted so much more, more than he was giving her. She had to have
it all! She felt his strong, thick fingers cutting into the muscles around her thighs while
he held her open, spreading her farther and farther apart as his chin fitted tightly into
her crotch. He was growling again, licking, lapping, nibbling into her cunt. It was wild,
crazy, the best thing she had felt since the dog had lapped her cunt.
Rhoda growled with him, hunching up against his face, moving her thighs as if he were
fucking her again with his cock. Dropping her hands from his shoulders, she clawed at
the bedspread, tossing her head. She could feel her fine silken hairs tangling around her
neck and ears. And then Jim was pushing his hands up and kissing her belly once
more, molding her tits, then pinching her nipples with both hands until she squealed
like a stuck pig. And all the while, he never stopped licking deep into her, fucking his
tongue in and out, in and out, tasting every square inch of her dark-red, slick cunt meat
he could.
Bringing one hand down to her pussy, Jimmy started toying with her clit, rolling it
around, then sticking two fingers into her cunt while fucking her with his tongue.
Rhoda couldn't hold back any longer. If he kept up this teasing, she surely would cum.
Jim seemed to understand this, drawing back and wiping his lips with the back of one
hand. Rhoda stared up at him lovingly.
"Oh wow, man, you're somethin' else!"
"Fuck, fuck me, please!"
It was as if she were begging for water. Jim slipped on top of her, holding her arms
back while drawing his prick forward, the prickhead flattening back her cunt lips, then
finally squeezing wetly into her fuck-hole. Rhoda let out a long shuddering growl,
closing her eyes and fucking back for all she was worth. Her tits raised high, settling
into the hands that still kneaded them. Jim squeezed her nubs, squeezed hard until the
woman felt the ends being crushed like berries. Rhoda felt her body spasm for a
moment and lay quietly, keeping her ass flat against the mattress but tossing her head
from side to side. She held back, feeling his cock fucking into her, pushing at the walls
of her cunt. She could hear his prick slurping its way in, bathing in her cunt oil. No,
no, she didn't want to orgasm just yet! She wanted to keep this moment of anticipation
as the big young stud fucked deep into her.
"Ohhhhh, good cunt, good hot pussy," he whispered, biting her earlObe.
Rhoda moaned again as he kept fucking his prick in, shoving that fat cockhead all the
way until she thought it was nudging her womb. His body hair tickled her all over
while he held her down. Sweat dripped off his forehead and out from under his arms as
he fucked the last inch back into her. Yes, yes, that's where his cock belonged, back in
her pussy, shoved in all the way, his balls pillowed up against her crotch! Rhoda smiled,
shaking the perspiration from her face. She dared to rock her hips from left to right,
feeling that fat fucker stirring around inside her cunt.
Jim was starting to move his hips again, drawing his cockmeat out a little, then shoving
it all the way back into her pussy. Rhoda felt that long prick throbbing in her cunt.
With each throbbing jerk of his hard cock, the woman's cuntal walls squeezed greedily
around it, holding it greasily in that silky trap. When he moved up a little, Rhoda felt
her clit being crushed. It was a delightful feeling, one that took her breath away as she
jerked her legs up against him.
"Ohhhh, please, do it to me, fuck, fuck me!" she begged him.
"Knew you'd be wantin' it bad... real bad," he whispered, flicking his tongue in her ear.
Rhoda could smell her cunt on his cheeks as he fucked her harder and faster. He
pushed his ass up high, getting his prick into position for a powerful fuck-stroke. He
shoved down violently. Again and again, he fucked like that. Rhoda felt him fucking his
cock into her with the same skill her late husband had used. How her cunt boiled under
his attack, getting hotter and hotter until she thought it would surely catch fire. More
and more juice bubbled out from her cunt hole, wetting down his balls while Rhoda felt
herself winding up for her big cum!
"Noooo! Oh God, God, Fm gonna... gonna cum now! Oh, sweet Jesus, Fm gonna...
uhhhhh!"
It was like nothing she had ever felt in her life! The heat began around her clit, then
spread like a flash fire through her cunt, then to every part of her body. It was a hot,
liquid pleasure that filled every inch of her body to the bursting point. She threw her
head back and forth, her hair whipping across her face while she concentrated on the
hot spot of her cunt.
"Yeah, baby, my balls... uhhh, bubbling over now, fuck yeahhh!"
She could feel her cunt starting to spasm. Wriggling under him as if she were some
wild animal, Rhoda jerked and thrashed, screwing onto him, her ass quivering with
sensation as if it were full of cockmeat, too. She knew that feeling signaled the end to
everything. In a few more strokes she would be cumming, and she would feel the jizz
shooting from his prick head deep into her pussy. Bringing her arms up, she held onto
the young stud as tightly as she could, feeling her body seeming to fly up from the
mattress.
"Please don't... oh no, slow... slow... please, slow..."
But Jim couldn't control himself any more than he could control her. He tried to stop,
his body tensing like tempered steel, trembling above her, his prick halfway into her
cunt. Rhoda couldn't stop the spasming of her pussy muscles. They cinched down tight
on his cockmeat, milking it, kissing it with a silky, teasing rub. It was as if her pussy
were jerking him off. Jim couldn't stand that feeling. He closed his eyes and threw back
his head, a choking sound coming from his tightened throat. Shaking the seeping sweat
from his eyes, Jim shoved down hard, fucking his prick faster and faster into her cunt,
getting his balls so full of cum they throbbed and ached against the base of his cock.
Rhoda was being bounced savagely against the squeaking bed.
"Uh! Uh! Uh! Ohhh, yes, fuck me, fuck me all the way!"
"Gonna... gonna... ohhhhh, fuck!"
She knew he was going to shoot now! Jim was shouting out something, holding her
down, almost hitting her across the face while he threw his body savagely atop hers and
pushed down with all his might. She could feel it, that stream of hot jizz shooting deep
into her tight cunt. He jerked all over her, his knees striking hers again and again while
his hands squeezed her tits, moving down then to her ass-cheeks and kneading them so
hard the woman screamed in pain. She felt the nails digging into her ass-cheeks while
gouts of his cum burned like acid into her pussy.
And then u was over for him, his prick still throbbing against her cuntal walls. Jim was
leaving it up to her to get off on his stiff prick. Rhoda knew exactly what to do.
After she had felt his cum-load jet out and burn its way through her cunt, she
concentrated on the slick, squishy feeling she felt throughout her pussy. She squeezed
her cunt and ass tight, bouncing her body up and down, feeling Jim still kneading her
ass and groaning into her ear. It was more than she could stand.
"Ohhhhhh!"
Rhoda arched her spine and felt every bone in her body throb as if it would break. She
came with an electric fury, sparks of delight burning through her veins and exploding
in her brain. Her hands tightened around his neck, the nails scratching him while her
cunt snapped shut on the boy's prick and milked it savagely. She came and came and
came, feeling another load of his cum spatter into her pussy while she jerked and
shivered under him. He was shooting twice, twice while fucking her! Rhoda cried out
again and again, wanting to fuck this way forever.
But like all good things this finally ended, Rhoda collapsing. She was not unconscious,
but exhausted completely from the workout Jim had given her.
"Good fucking, baby, real good fucking. Good everything. God, I wish half the girls I
knew were half as good as you."
Rhoda felt reality begin to trickle in as she moved her thighs around, feeling his prick
rubbing up against her cum-smeared cunt. Had he done this sort of thing to – her
daughter? Had Ewie squirmed and bucked under him, begging him for his prick as she
had? One part of her wanted to know, the other wanted to stay in innocence.
"You won't... you know, tell anyone at Ewie's school? I mean, if word got around you'd
fucked her mother, I don't think we could stay in the same city," Rhoda said, wanting
to extract a promise from the young man.
Jim lowered his head, backing down a little and sanding his tongue over her right
nipple. Rhoda closed her eyes and sighed. Why was she thinking of the Doberman
again? Could she hear him from downstairs? Surely if he had heard her he must be wild
by now, having torn the kitchen to pieces! She would have to be careful now, very
careful, considering her lover was her daughter's boyfriend, as well.
"Don't worry about it. I haven't even touched Ewie, and now I don't think I will – just
as long as I know you're around."
"Oh, don't worry about that!" Rhoda exclaimed, hugging him tightly to her. "I'll always
be around, always!"


Chapter 8

Ewie felt freaked. At first she thought she had to be imagining things. Her mother was
a woman who had lived her life, she thought, and surely wasn't seeing anyone special –
even anyone for just a friendly talk. A man, a strange man doing things with her
mother was just out of the question.
Or so the girl thought. But now Ewie began to doubt her former theory. Two days after
her stay with Francie and the wild fucking session with Champion, she noticed a
change in her mother. Her irritability was gone, and she seemed to be off in another
world half the time. But it was when she overheard her mother talking to someone on
the phone, the tone of her voice, something that alerted Ewie that something was going
on. She felt odd, spacy, as if she had never really known her mother at all. Could she be
seeing someone? Could she be fucking with somebody? The thought chilled her as she
watched Rhoda move about the kitchen that evening as if she were in a daze.
Later that evening, Rhoda went to bed early, mentioning a headache. Ewie sat there
watching the television, her books scattered about, her notebook open. But all she could
think about was her mother, and about fucking. Jim Sweet had been ogling Ewie all
through the day, coming up to her during lunch and whispering things in her ear that
made her squirm in her chair. Francie had watched like a hawk, barely suppressing
giggles as Ewie turned beet red. He seemed very sure of himself, more sure than he had
been in a long time. What was coming over him? He kept saying he knew what she
wanted and he was going to give it to her soon. She nearly slapped his face but was
afraid of causing a scene. Besides, Francie was there eyeing her, laughing quietly while
the other girls stared in envy at the two of them.
Ewie threw down her pencil, slamming her notebook with a loud bang. She had had
enough of Andrew Jackson and the Peninsular Campaign, or whatever. She was
thinking about Jim, about her cunt, about... about Caesar. The dog lay there snoring
peacefully, his head on his paws.
Ewie bit her Up, looking nervously over one shoulder up the stairway. It was dark. She
guessed her mother was probably asleep, and knew only a bomb could awaken Rhoda.
She pushed her books away, opening her blouse quietly, then lifting her ass from the
sofa cushions and sliding her shorts down to her ankles. Ewie had stopped wearing
panties, something her mother hated and warned her against every moment she could.
"Yes, yes, this is going to be fun," Ewie said to herself, her words steadying her nerves.
She hurried to the big Doberman still snoring by the droning television, kneeling down
by him and scratching him behind the ears. She tickled his right side with one hand,
watching in expectation as she animal opened his eyes and stared uncomprehendingly
at her for a second.
"Come on, boy, come on, we're alone. Rhoda's not here to watch us," Ewie whispered,
spreading herself for the big animal. She felt all excited and hot and tight, just as hot
and tight as she had felt when Jim had told her all those awful things in the cafeteria.
But nothing happened. The hot dampness of her young cunt was open to him, but he
didn't appear to want it at all. The young girl wrinkled her forehead, wondering what
on earth could be wrong with him? She petted him again, feeling herself grow more and
more desperate while the Doberman just lay there and stared at her.
"Caesar?"
Her voice was low and throaty. She noticed a note of desperation in it as she stroked
the big beast, hoping he would come to life. But still, nothing happened. She was being
refused by him, a dog, an animal – while Jim had come on to her in the cafeteria like
some kind of sex maniac. Frantic, Ewie pushed her forefinger into her soppy cunt,
pulling it out and shoving it at the animal.
"Look, Caesar, look!"
The dog sniffed her finger, cocking his ears. Still, nothing happened. Ewie bit her
bottom lip. She smelled her own finger. No, everything was as normal. There was that
musky aroma that had excited him before. But now he seemed only casually interested
in her. She reddened, wondering what on earth she could do to excite him.
Ewie rose shakily to her feet, nearly tripping on the shorts still gathered around her
ankles. Stepping from them, the young girl padded to the kitchen. Maybe Caesar was
getting glutted from having fucked her so often. But what could excite him? What did
dogs like to smell, to eat best?
She opened the cabinets, rummaging through them, then spotting a jar of meat sauce.
Just the thought of what she was going to do made her body thrill. Her cunt flooded
hard enough now to wet down her pussy curls as she walked back to the living room,
feeling the slick rub of her cunt lips against one another. Caesar was still on his side,
turning his powerful head around and watching her as she switched off the television
and knelt down next to him once more. She called his name, keeping his attention as
she uncapped the bottle and sprinkled the meat sauce on her belly, then smoothed it
around with shaking fingers.
Caesar rose from the floor, sniffing at the new, pleasant aroma. When she started
moving her fingers down with the sauce, Ewie nearly lost control and almost dropped
the jar. She was quivering there with anticipation, eager to have him bury his muzzle in
her cunt and eat her out like the bitch in heat she was. She no longer cared what she
was. She breathed the dog's name, petting his sturdy hind haunches as he started
licking the gravy over her belly, then drove his tongue down toward her cunt. Ewie fell
backward, lying flat on the floor while raising her knees up and letting them fall apart.
Yes, yes, that was what she had wanted, that dog's tongue there, licking her all over.
"Oh, yes, yes, yes, come on Caesar, do it, do it to me!"
She wallowed her shoulders against the carpeting, feeling the sexy rub of the piling
against the backs of her thighs. Grabbing the jar, Ewie greased herself down again,
watching as the dog licked her clean. His tongue went around wherever she smeared
the brown sauce. She tried it around her tits, her navel, her thighs once more. He licked
her, that tickling rub of his tongue excruciating to her. She started moving her hips
against the carpeting, watching while the dog broadened his stance above her.
"Good dog, good doggie, good Caesar!"
Ewie felt herself going out of control, and that sensation was wonderful. She could feel
the meat sauce dripping down over her soaked cunt lips, slicking down into her
asscrack. The dog moved forward and started licking her cunt with a wild appetite. It
was as if she hadn't fed him two hours earlier. He nosed her, moving his shout up and
down through her cunt slit, forcing her inner cunt folds open. She loved the feeling of
those bristly snout hairs tickling her clit. He knew just where to touch her, just where
to lick her. Ewie raised her feet up from the floor, rolling back until she felt the weight
of her body tin her shoulder blades. The meat sauce jar fell from her hands.
Caesar had started licking, and now there was little that would keep him from going all
the way. Moving her hands down around her ass, Ewie felt the dog dragging his hot
tongue up along her throbbing cuntal mound. The outer cunt lips peeled back as more
blood filled them. It was lovely.
"Yesssss, Caesar!"
She pulled her cunt even farther apart with her slender, trembling fingers so the
Doberman could eat her more wildly. He was licking her cunt, drawing his tongue up
and down, slopping it over her pussy. She thought about how Champion had eaten her
out, then fucked her. Ewie went wild, nearly spinning around on her ass while grinding
her cunt up to the Doberman. She felt her head spinning around as she pushed one
finger in her cunt and searched around, feeling the soft, velvety cunt walls with her tips.
The dog's tongue lapped at her knuckles as she fucked her fingers in and out, in and
out of her cunthole. How it must feel to fuck a man, to have a man's prick fucking her.
The thought of Jim and what he could do to her brought out a whimpery gasp from her
throat. Roughly, she grabbed the Doberman's neck and pulled his snout into her
seeping cunt. She had to have something very hard, something very stiff there in her
pussy, something much harder and stiffer than his tongue. Fingers were only a tease!
She was going to have the dog fuck her, and fuck her now!
"Huhhhhh... oh yes, yes, do it, do it to me, Caesar!"
She pranced and rolled her ass, wondering when the dog would take the hint and
mount her. Just at that point, something cut through the girl's consciousness and
brought her sitting upright with a start. There was someone at the door, someone
knocking. At first Ewie thought about not answering, lying there very quietly and
letting whoever it was go away. But the knocking persisted. She pushed the whining
Doberman away, searching around wildly for her shorts, finding them and sliding them
up over her thighs. Tucking her opened blouse in, the girl walked to the door,
switching on the porch light and peering through the small window. It was Jimmy!
What was he doing here at nine-thirty? It was a school night. He had homework, too.
"You gonna let me in, or am I gonna have to knock the door down?"
"Just a minute."
Caesar was growling. She held him by the collar, pulling the door back. Normally, she
would have shooed the dog into the kitchen and bolted the door. But with Jimmy here,
Ewie thought Caesar might be a good idea – just in case. Jim stopped short, his eyes
dropping down to the growling Doberman.
"Hey, boy, I'm not gonna hurt you, really," he said, reaching down and patting Caesar
on the head.
Something must have been communicated between the two males. Almost immediately,
the dog stopped growling, making whining, friendly noises through his black nostrils
and rubbing his head up against the youth's petting hand. Ewie was stunned, dropping
her hand from the black leather collar.
"I guess you can come in for a minute. My mom's upstairs asleep, so don't make any
loud noises or anything," she warned.
"Yeah, no problem."
Ewie watched as he sauntered in, walking around as if he had been here before. For
some reason, Ewie thought immediately about her mother's latest strange attitude and
connected the two of them only for a second. She nearly laughed aloud. Her mother
and Jim! That would be the day!
"Uh, what are you doing here?" she asked, fooling with her hair while Caesar nosed her
ass.
"Was in the neighborhood. I was studying with Stan down the way, so thought I'd drop
by. Saw a light on. You studying, too?" he asked, wrinkling his forehead and sniffing
the air.
Ewie sniffed, too Oh, God! There was the unmistakable smell of fucking around, the
aroma of her aroused cunt hanging there in the air like a perfume! She reddened and
was glad the light was rather dim in the room. Caesar moved around and started nosing
her cunt. She bent down and slapped him across the nose, looking up and finding Jim
grinning at her.
"He's... he's sick, I think," she said, searching for some explanation that would satisfy
him.
"Really? Looks like he knows what he wants. You been doing something with him?"
Caesar drew his tongue up her right thigh, slurping it against the front of her shorts.
Before Ewie could hit him again, he twisted his head around and opened his jaws,
sinking his teeth lightly into her thigh flesh as if Jimmy weren't even there watching
with an amused grin.
"Yeah, you sure were. All that crap about being little Miss Prim's the shits, isn't it?
You've been messin' around with poochie here, right?"
"You don't know what you're talking about! I... uhhh! Oh, stop it!"
Caesar was maddened with lust, nosing around her ass, touching her all over, licking
her, snarling, then finally pushing his head up and taking hold of her shorts. He closed
his fangs over the material, pulling the shorts down over her hips. It was all too much
for the excited girl. She gasped, pulling her shorts back up.
"I'm so ashamed! Oh, you're gonna tell, aren't you?"
Jimmy laughed, glancing up the stairs for a second, then back to Ewie.
"I've got enough secrets to keep without worrying about keeping yours," he said with a
smirk. "Hey, I don't mind you makin' it with the dog. It's cool. It's just that I want a
piece of the action – like him. What's his name?"
"Caesar," Ewie said, still feeling a little dejected at being discovered this way.
"Hey, Caesar, boy, we've got ourselves something to share now, okay?"
The Doberman didn't seem to mind. He eyed his rival, then went back to licking Ewie's
ass.
"We can have some fun – you, me and the pooch, okay?"
Ewie felt cornered like a trapped animal. Her mother was upstairs. The roof would fall
in if Rhoda were to come downstairs and find the three of them fucking.
"No, not here. In the basement. Please, Jimmy, if my mom..."
"Hey, all right! Fuckin's fuckin', no matter where it's goin' on."
Ewie called out to Caesar, walking ahead to the kitchen quietly after having switched
off the living room light. No sense in attracting more attention than necessary, she
thought to herself as she made her way down the wooden stairs to the basement. There
in the corner was an old couch her mother had been wanting to donate to the Salvation
Army. Pulling off the yellowing cover, Ewie turned around and saw Jimmy. He had
already taken off his jacket and T-shirt and was opening his Levi's.
"I'm anxious, and so's the pooch. Right, Caesar boy?"
The Doberman barked in agreement, rubbing his body against Jimmy's legs, then
trotting over to Ewie and barking anxiously as if he were telling her to hurry up, as
well. The young girl slipped off her blouse, her tits jutting from her chest, then
shrugged off her shorts and stepped from them, noticing Jim's hot eyes on her. He had
already opened his Levi's, rubbing his prick. In a moment it was out, all those hot, hard
inches of cockmeat, jerking to a perpendicular position. Ewie nearly jumped back,
staring wide-eyed at his cock. She had guessed his prick was big, very, very big. But
this... this would choke a horse, she thought.
Jimmy walked up to her while Caesar trotted behind, licking her ass, then extending his
tongue until he was touching the hot, dribbling cunt he had loved so much. Jim was
holding her waist, rubbing his prick over her pussy, then grabbing her hard and
shoving up and forward. Ewie nearly fainted, being lifted from the floor by his prick.
She felt it fuck all the way inside her cunt with one savage thrust. Her head fell back
while her cuntal muscles spasmed and grabbed hold of his big fucker. Jimmy groaned,
his knees knocking against hers while his hands drifted down to her silken, taut ass
cheeks and squeezed! 
"Two a-like," he whispered, kissing her tits, the nibbling on her nipples.
"Huh?"
"Never mind. I'm gonna pull out and let the dog have some fun. Looks like he's all
worked up for it, from the way his dick's stickin' out. Christ! Wouldn't want to have a
Dobey tearin' out my throat because he couldn't get the pussy he wanted."
"No, don't! You don't understand!"
Ewie had liked that raping fuck-thrust, the feeling of having that large prick sticking all
the way into her. Now he was pulling out, giving her back to the Doberman. Ewie
fought with every ounce of strength she had, feeling him retreating from her cunt until
his cock was all the way out. His hands were pushing her back toward the couch,
turning her around, then shoving her down until she was in a doggie-fuck position.
Caesar recognized that at once and barked in appreciation at Jimmy. The youth smiled,
moving around, taking up a fistful of her hair and rubbing his prick through it. Ewie
could smell his prick. The odor of an aroused male triggered her into high heat, making
her cuntal walls buckle while the Doberman climbed onto the couch and began licking
up the backs of her legs.
"Now, you're gonna swing on this thing. You know what that means?" Jimmy said.
Ewie looked up at him, wrinkling her forehead in confusion as the boy's cock bobbed
up in front of her. Then suddenly she realized what Jimmy wanted. She was supposed
to suck his cock while the dog fucked her!
"Take that in my mouth? Oh Jimmy, I don't know!"
He threw back his head and laughed, his Adam's apple bobbing.
"Don't play the reluctant virgin with me. You want fucking bad enough to do anything.
Now let's get going. We're gonna have a mind-blowing time, the two of us. Just you
wait!"


Chapter 9

Ewie thought of her mother again as she crouched down on the old couch, sinking her
fingers into the ratty material. She loved the smell of the boy's crotch in front of her as
he worked his fingers up and down his long cock-shaft, kneading the hard-muscled
prickmeat until clear drops of pre-cum oozed from the piss-slit. Ewie shuddered, licking
her lips, feeling her cunt burn and itch like crazy while the dog began lapping all over
her thighs once more.
Jimmy knew what he was doing. He watched the scene, his eyes widening with
excitement while Caesar whimpered and nudged her.
"Come on, take it, take my cock in your hands and gimme a good suck," Jimmy
whispered.
Ewie gingerly raised one hand, curling her fingers around his fat meaty prick. She liked
the feel of that big hunk of cockmeat in her hand. It was so huge, so hard, so very, very
hot! She shivered again, remembering how it had felt to get fucked by the dog. Caesar's
prick was so different from this! She sighed, moving back now, feeling as if she would
fly from the couch at any second while the large Doberman circled her and started
mouthing her ankles once more. Ewie knew that was a sign Caesar was getting ready to
mount her. Jimmy moved around, winding up on his back while he still held the
teenager around the waist.
"Come on, let's do it. Suck that big thing. I wanna see your cheeks bulgin' out with my
dick!" he ordered.
At first Ewie had wanted to get used to the idea. She wanted to taste his cock a little.
She had already made up her mind she wouldn't try to fight him. She would take his
prick in her mouth and suck it until the hot cum boiled out. Then she would swallow
his jizz down – like a good little girl. Ewie smiled at that thought. It was something her
mother used to tell her so long ago when she balked at eating something. There was
nothing to balk at now as she knelt there, holding that huge prick in her trembling
hands.
Caesar whimpered from behind, nosing her ass. He was telling her to get on with it,
she thought with a grin, bending forward just a little and licking the big stud's
prickhead. She was surprised at the violent reaction she got. Jimmy pushed his fingers
through her silky blonde hair. He was so tense he was shaking like a crazy man.
"Wow! That's good, baby! Man, I didn't think anything could feel that nice," he sighed.
"Do... many girls do this for you?" she said.
Jimmy flicked his eyes open, smiling up at her.
"Not many. But there aren't that many fuckin' their dogs, either. Come on, let's make it
together," he said.
Caesar was up against her now, licking, panting heavily while drawing that slick fat
tongue up around her white shivering ass. Oh, it was so strange, having the dog lick
her this way while she was working her tongue over Jimmy's cock. It was so exciting.
She liked having that swollen cocktip just inside her sucking lips, her tongue sanding
over the piss slit and drawing out more pre-cum while Caesar was behind her, slopping
his tongue over bare ass. That light licking sensation was making her pussy hotter and
hotter. She could feel the hairs already slicked down with dog-spit, soaked against her
swollen pussymeat.
Then Ewie went down on the dog's cock a little more. She knew Jimmy was watching
her. She knew he was serious when he had said he wanted to watch her cheeks puff out
with his cockmeat. And they were puffing out! His cock was so fat and long and hot.
In a little while, Ewie found how to breathe in rhythm while sucking him off. It was
easy to bob her head up and down now, letting the hot, spongy cockhead jab against
the back of her throat. In a little while, she began tasting something rather salty and
bleachy in her mouth. Cum! Yes, he was oozing his jizz now, hunching up to her while
feeding her his prickmeat. She knew the feeling. It was nearly the same move she had
made when the Doberman was licking her off, drilling his tongue deep into her cunt,
his paws scratching her sides so deliciously. She sucked hard around the flared bulbous
head, her teeth nicking it again and again. Ewie heard him swearing at her, his fingers
tugging at her hair. It hurt. But the excitement raging through her, making her clit
stand up and pulse with that maddening tickle was worth it! There! Caesar had found
her clit again.
Ewie pranced her ass for that tongue, feeling it squeezing into her swollen tumid cunt
meat, drawing out more and more pussy juice as her tongue had drawn out the precum 
from Jimmy's prick. He was twisting his hips around from side to side, sliding his
hands behind her head and holding her down. Ewie nearly gagged from having that
much cockmeat stuffed down her throat. She breathed with whistling, wheezing sounds
in her flared nostrils, her face burning and turning red. Coughing, Ewie thought of the
feeling of being underwater as he shoved more prickmeat into her mouth.
And Caesar was enjoying this as well, working her hot cunt lips apart, stroking them
hungrily with that wonderfully rough tongue.
Ewie had pulled back after several panicked moments and was now holding Jimmy's
cockmeat between her lips, licking her tongue against the small groove under the
double lobes. Jimmy liked that. He babbled something, swearing at her while working
his muscular ass against the cushions. Ewie was frantic with excitement, dropping her
lips slackly against the boys' big cock. Caesar was licking into her pussy more diligently
now, nuzzling his snout up into her hot pulsing cunt hole.
She knew he wanted to mount her, to fuck her. Pulling away from the boy's fat prick
for just a moment, Ewie looked over her shoulder and saw the dog hunkering down
behind her, his cock having fully slid out from his cock sheath.
Two males – both of them wanting to fuck her in this basement! Both of them had
their pricks sticking straight out. Both of them were in heat and were wanting her
body! Ewie shuddered, turning her head back to Jimmy's crotch and licking her tongue
over the purple cockhead. She nearly fainted from the rushing thrills burning through
her young body. And then the dog brought his tongue up through the sloppy mess of
her cunt and made her tremble like the bitch in heat she was!
"Ohhhh, Caesar."
Jimmy caught her hand.
"Yeah, he's tryin' to tell you somethin'. Better get down a little more. The dog can't
fuck you when you're half-standin' up that way. I wanna see that dog fuckin' you while
you blow me!"
Jimmy was giving her his easy smile, pushing her head down once more toward his
prick. Ewie closed her eyes, feeling the blood-filled prickhead bump against her cheek.
Then she turned her head so she could nibble away at the long, thick cockshaft. Yes,
that teasing, tickling tongue that rubbed her cunt was there once more, the Doberman's
maw driving her more and more insane as the seconds ticked by. And Jimmy knew it
was happening, knew the dog was licking into her pussy, tasting her, smelling her as if
she were his private gutter bitch. The boy encouraged it, fighting through his private
paradise and looking at the Doberman crouching down behind her, getting ready to
slide over her body and fuck her! Ewie spread her legs apart and hunkered down for the
dog's fuck.
"I... I can't... can't take this much longer," she gasped, her words muffled by the
mixture of cum and spit in her mouth.
"Come on, boy, come on, she's gettin' real horny. Don't want her cummin' without you
stickin' that dick into her snatch."
Ewie let her head fall heavily over that big cockshaft sticking straight up from between
Jimmy's tanned, thick-muscled legs. When the cockhead gouged her tonsils, she
swallowed hard, feeling the soft lining of her throat caress his prick. Jimmy sounded as
if he were coming apart. As if on cue, Caesar wallowed his black snout part of the way
into her cunt. She could feel her pussy muscles convulse around the sudden invasion.
Grunting, the black Doberman pushed forward, driving his tongue around and around
with lapping frenzies over her opened pussy. The blonde hairs curled along the sides of
her cunt lips, soaked down with the dog's hot spit. Ewie could tell the dog's touch was
different tonight. He was more wild, more excited. It must have been Jimmy's presence,
the knowledge that she was being turned on by two males instead of one that
encouraged the dog to act more freely. He was scratching at her ass once more, then
bracing his paws atop the rounded curves. She could feel the sharp scratching sensation
and winced, going down on Jimmy's prick all the way on her own. He liked that! He
was swearing like a drunken sailor, nearly crushing her skull with his fingers while
fucking his cock again and again into her mouth. It was then that Caesar decided to
mount her, sliding forward, his furred weight making her back bow down.
"Uhhhhhhh!"
It was nice, very, very nice having his warm furry body against hers. At times, Ewie had
felt a draft. The dog would protect her from that right now. She sighed happily, sucking
as hard as she could while undulating her tongue back and forth against the supersensitive 
underside of the stud's prick. Jimmy dropped his hands from her head,
propping himself on his elbows and watching the scene in front of him.
"Shit! He's really on you! Man, if I hadn't seen this with my eyes I wouldn't believe it!"
Jimmy said, "You're somethin' else, baby. He's jerkin' his hips around... uhhhhh, that's
it, Ewie, suck that mother! Yeahhhh, he's moving around behind you, baby, movin'
those hips. He wants to get inside, Ewie. Yeah, he wants to get inside you, just the way
I was!"
Jimmy fell back down onto the couch and folded his arms behind his head. He gave
himself up to her sucking mouth once again, but always kept his eyes open, watching
with growing arousal as the Doberman started to fuck the blonde teenager.
"Ooooofffff!"
Ewie felt a flash fire burst through her pussy like a whirling golden ball. Caesar had
found her cunt. His cock was fucking into her, pushing down deep, nudging aside all
those slick, itchy cuntal membranes, making the young girl gasp with delight. Yes, oh
yes, this was good, so very good having two males in her. Jimmy was fucking her
mouth while the dog was in her pussy, fucking deep into her. Time and time again,
Ewie felt her cunt snap shut, the muscles convulsing and trapping the Doberman's
cock.
Caesar let out another whimper, hugging his body close to hers, flattening his head just
below her shoulder blades while drawing his hind legs up behind her legs. Ewie started
to perspire. Yes, oh yes! This had to be the best, most heavenly feeling in the whole
wide world! Fucked, and fucked by both these wonderful, hot animals!


Chapter 10

"Go for it, bitch! Come on, Ewie, suck that mother while the dog fucks you!"
Ewie could feel those small balls banging against her crotch now while that knobby,
pointy cock was all the way in her. He had filled her pussy with his doggie-cock, his
long prick nudging her womb while her body went into more tremors of heat. Ewie
sucked hard on Jimmy's cock, that cock in her cunt making her frantic. She had to find
the release, the wonderful, itchy relief that would make her cunt explode so deliciously.
Somehow that prick in her mouth was the answer, and she bobbed her head faster and
faster.
Spit frothed around the stretched corners of her lips while her hair splashed over her
face and around Jimmy's crotch. She heard the stud crying out her name again and
again, his body slamming up against her face, his prickhead bumping against the back
of her throat, then rubbing sexily against her tonsils. She nearly gagged on the salty,
bleachy flavor of his pre-cum. He was going to shoot! She could tell from the way he
was moving, from the way he was fucking her mouth with his prick that he was going
to blow his cum-load in her mouth any time.
Ewie gasped, tears of joy running down her flushed cheeks as she felt the dog's cock
swell even more. The girl knew that Caesar was going to cum, as well. Her cunt was
about to be clogged with his hot, sticky jizz. Her soft whimpers became louder sobs as
she wanted those sensations building up in her more and more. The hard, jabbing
shoves of the dog's prick were making her tense her ass-cheeks and toss them around in
tight little circles. It felt good, better than anything she'd felt before while she sucked
hard on Jimmy's mouth-raping prick.
"Yeah, that's the way, baby, move that ass. Move it! Make me cum!"
And all the while there was Caesar, his continually fucking cock chugging back and
forth, back and forth in her hot tight pussy. Her thighs spread farther apart. The dog
growled, licking the back of her neck. Yes, she had to be careful, had to keep that ass
up. She didn't want to lose Caesar now – not now when her pussy was so very, very
hot. And the dog was determined not to let her go, either. He was pounding his prick
in even faster, the white jizz boiling up in his dangling balls. That odd hot/chilly heat
flashed through her cunt again and again while her clit throbbed like a little drum
against the rest of her slick cuntmeat. Soon the young girl was going insane with fuck
lust. She gasped, tightening her mouth around the boy's cock while the dog tightened
his forelegs around her chest.
"Mfmfmfmfmfff!"
Ewie tightened her lips around Jimmy's cock as she felt the dog's white-hot spunk jet
into her cunt. The girl backed into him, feeling that hot squirmy dog-cum blasting into
her pussy. It was overwhelming! She nearly screamed, twisting her ass around, feeling
the dog hold onto her even more tightly as he wailed and whimpered.
"Man, he's doin' it, isn't he? He's shooting in you! Goddamned bitch! Christ, gonna...
uhhhh... gonna do it, myself!"
The words triggered Ewie's cum. It was like a tiny itchy pinprick at first that quickly
swelled and blossomed, engulfing her cunt, and finally her whole body. She struggled to
keep her concentration, to keep sucking hungrily at the bursting cock now jabbing into
her throat. Jimmy liked it when she swallowed and groaned. When those delicate swells
back there rolled and convulsed against his prickhead, the young stud let out another
cry and pulled frantically at her hair. Hot dribbles of cum had already started to seep
down her throat. Jimmy started thrusting his hips like a madman. Ewie fought to keep
that cum-spurting prick in her mouth. It jabbed at the sides of her cheeks, spitting out
milky gobs of jizz.
Caesar still held onto her, working his furry hips against her ass, jabbing his pointy
prick into her cunt until Ewie felt the world collapse all around her. Fucked by two
males – she was fucked by two males! Two hard pricks were in her body, drilling her,
filling her with their cum!
The thought brought another spasm of itchy shivers through her pussy. How Ewie
loved that slimy, sticky cock cream shooting into her throat and pussy. Ewie whimpered
passionately, the raging tickle of her clit continuing on and on as she sucked savagely at
Jimmy's cock.
The dog was slowly sliding from her, pulling his prick from her pussy. Even that
withdrawing movement sent more thrills of joy flashing through her. Another spasm
rocked the teenager as Caesar pulled completely free from her. The girl's raw cunt
sucked in air as he jumped from the bed, leaving her in a state of total collapse.
Jimmy let out a sigh, rubbing his fingers through her hair as he relaxed and settled back
against the couch.
"That was nice, real nice. One helluva show," he said, pulling her up to him and
rubbing his hands down until he was massaging her ass.
Ewie liked that feeling, the sensation of those hot, hard fingers digging into her ass
cheeks. But would he want to even talk to her after the excitement died? She had
fucked a dog right in front of him while sucking him off. He had gotten what he'd
wanted. Ewie doubted he would even give her the time of day. She would be lucky if he
didn't tell all the guys at school!
"Hey, what's the matter? The world's not ending. I wanna see you again, and this time
by yourself. Poochie's gonna have to find somebody else," he said, hugging her close
and kissing her cummy mouth.
Suddenly Ewie felt warm and tingly all over, snuggling up to him and feeling that
muscular body pressing against hers.
"Really?"
"Really. I think you're hot, real hot. I thought that a lot before... this. But now I'm not
gonna let somebody like you outta my sight... ever!"
"Oh, wow, Jimmy, that's great! Oh, I'm so happy," she cooed, wondering how much
good luck could have come her way so soon.
It was difficult getting Jimmy out of the basement. He wanted her to shower, wash out
her cunt, then fuck him while they locked up the dog. Ewie managed to convince her
new lover that Caesar would only howl and bark and probably wake up her mother.
They would wait for some other opportunity. Jimmy dressed and left reluctantly,
patting her on the ass, reminding her that he was going to fuck her one way or the
other. Ewie liked that kind of threat a lot, closing the door, then tiptoing back to her
room. Caesar tried to follow her, nudging her legs, whimpering while licking down the
backs of her thighs. She was tempted but decided in the end she needed more sleep.
Besides, she had Jimmy now. Caesar might be a thing of the past, she thought, as she
drifted off to sleep... 
But sleep didn't come easily for Rhoda. She had dreamed men were fucking her –
holding her down to a pool table and fucking her one after the other, some of them
jabbing their pricks into her mouth. She had tried fighting them. But when the
cockmeat started sliding into her swollen cunt, the woman surrendered There were
cocks all over her – big ones, small stubby ones, all of them very hard and very hot and
very anxious to fuck into her cunt or down her throat... 
It was then she awakened, sitting bolt upright in bed, her evening gown sticking
uncomfortably to her hot flesh. Her cunt was very, very hot, ticklish to the touch.
Rhoda passed her icy fingers over her forehead and knew going back to sleep was out of
the question for now. Something had triggered her sex drive while she was asleep, and
now something would have to satisfy it. Glancing at her clock, she saw it was nearly
three a.m. It was too late to call Jimmy.
Getting up from her bed, Rhoda glided over the carpeted floor and cracked open the
door. Something told her Caesar would be nearby. And a quick glance down the
darkened hall caught his familiar shape ambling down the corridor toward her. He
knew! He knew, as if she had called him and told him exactly what she wanted and
why! Rhoda gasped at the thought, opening the door a little wider and stepping back as
the big Doberman sauntered into her room. Sauntered! Cocky animal! Rhoda had half
a mind to throw him out and use her fingers to satisfy herself.
But then she felt his tongue touch her thigh. She knew she was won! Throwing off her
gown, Rhoda stood by her bed, feeling his hot tongue washing up behind her knees,
making her legs feel so shaky, so wobbly. How nice that was. Three a.m., and she was
getting licked off by a Doberman! The world was sleeping, and she, Rhoda Dennis, was
making it with a dog! She laughed, bending one knee slightly, feeling the dog push up
against her cunt lips.
Collapsing onto the bed with a groan, Rhoda raised her legs in the air the moment
Caesar began pushing his snout up against her pussy-meat. It seemed so right, so
natural to have his maw there licking at her pussy crack, dribbling his spit into her
fuck-hole while his claws were braced up against her ass. She burned for the animal,
feeling half crazy as Caesar gained yet another inch. He growled, rimming the reddened
edges of her cuntal mouth. She felt her muscles convulse deep down inside. "Ooooooo!"
She had to keep quiet or her daughter would hear! Biting her lower lip, she lifted her
knees higher, letting them spread. The dog yipped and scooted forward, his tongue
lapping and lapping. The sensation of her clit being pressed down into her swollen
cuntmeat was making her cry out with excitement. She could hardly draw a breath
while her heart pounded in her chest. She was dizzy, her pussy flooding hot juice out
for the dog to lap. All this was ecstatic torture as she pranced her ass against the
wrinkled, sweaty-damp sheets. Whimpering nearly as loudly as the Doberman, Rhoda
lay back, not at all surprised when the beast started mounting her like a human lover.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she begged, feeling his claws pressing up against the
undersides of her thighs.
The big, knobby boner dipped into her cunt like a stabbing knife, teasing her itchy,
aching muscles, then fucking in all the way. Rhoda yelped, scissoring her legs together,
then drawing them farther apart as the animal nearly lost his balance. She rolled her ass
back, feeling him fuck her pussy slowly, pulling back, rubbing all those deliciously slick
knobs against her cuntal walls.
Caesar became more excited, fucking down, pulling back, then accidentally slipping
part of his prickmeat into her ass-hole. Rhoda let out a cry, her face tightening as the
hot, spicy, painful shock of being ass-fucked blasted into her cunt. Jerking her arms up,
she put her fingers against the dog's furred underbelly, pushing him down and out of
her shitter.
"No, no, not there, boy, not there! Oh, in my cunt, my cunt!"
The dog obeyed, adjusting his footing and fucking into her cunt hole. She could feel the
spit dribbling from his tongue down onto her tits as he fucked deep into that wet, hot
mess between her legs. How her cunt throbbed, feeling so feverish, so swollen. She
rolled her ass gently from left to right, clinging to the animal.
Rhoda was coming, coming slowly. It was ecstatic torture. Her calves and thighs
cramped while she dug her heels frantically against the Doberman's back. Just when she
felt his prick starting to spit jizz, her mind blurred. Groaning and heaving her ass
around wildly, she concentrated on the throes of climax blasting through her. Rhoda
could feel the dog's jizz and her pussy juice dripping down her ass as she came and
came and came.
It was some time before she calmed from the fury of her orgasm. When she opened her
eyes again, Rhoda found the dog dozing by her side, one paw draped possessively over
her legs. She smiled, pushing a stray hair from her eyes. Oh, this was so good, so very
good. She had the best of both worlds – that young stud and this dog.
Rhoda knew she would have to watch out for Ewie. No sense in shocking the girl with
that sort of dramatic revelation. Oh, what a wonderful world this was now, she thought,
rubbing her fingers over the Doberman's fur and drifting off into a peaceful sleep.


THE END
