MELINDA'S ANIMAL LOVERS
By Linda Ernest


Chapter 1

Gil stopped at the foot of the bed, hungrily eyeing my nude body as I lay sprawled on
the bed, my hips gyrating as I contemplated the action at hand.
I could see the huge bulge ready to spring out of his pants. His eyes were wide with
urgency as he quickly pulled off his white shirt, then his undershirt. He paused
momentarily one more time to observe my blonde tuft of pussy hair, then wiggled out
of his pants. The last step of the operation was to pull off his shorts, after which my
eyes beheld the glory of his long, bulging penis which was ready for action.
"What a beautiful dick you've got," I told him smilingly.
"I'll return the compliment. I love your beautiful pussy."
"Let's hick."
"Like Mark Anthony was supposed to have said when he visited Cleopatra's tent – I
didn't come to make speeches."
A tingle of excitement rippled through me now that he was naked. Gil was an
appealing man and I had wanted to fuck him from the time I met him at a party given
by my husband some three weeks before. But not only was my husband standing in the
way of the time, so was Gil's wife.
That afternoon he had called me from out of the blue, asking me to meet him for
drinks. By then I had been biding his time, waiting for the change. Now it was there
and we were both determined to make the most of it.
He pushed his lips against mine and slid onto the bed beside me, running his fingers
against my smooth, supple breasts as our lips met. After our lips had smoldered from
electric contact he allowed his tongue to enter inside my mouth. Our tongues collided
with a sense of overpowering adventure. The tempo continued to build until we were
writhing and sighing in a firm embrace.
"You're as sexy as I knew you'd be," he gasped.
"Make love to me," I begged.
Gil broke our kiss and stared down at my invitingly warm and moist pussy lips. A look
of stark need surfaced in his expressive blue eyes.
I decided to make him even hungrier for me. I moved my fingers slowly downward,
lightly touching the soaked entrance to my love canal. I wiggled my finger
momentarily, then pushed my middle finger slowly inside the channel, pressing until it
was all the way inside.
An aroused grin appeared on Gil's face as he stared between my trembling legs. His
eyes were transfixed on my thick, moist cuntal lips. Then they darted toward my
smooth, golden buttocks.
"I can't believe you're finally mine," he rolled over on his side suddenly and delivered
an impactful kiss to my belly.
"Was I worth the wait?"
'Were you ever, Melinda, were you ever."
He delivered a passionate kiss in the shadowy valley that separated my breasts. It felt so
good it ignited me even more. My heard began pounding uncontrollably as the feeling
of urgency cried out between my legs, which were trembling more than before.
As Gil extended his index finger I knew that he wanted to feel his way around my
moist, ready to explode snatch. His hand was quivering hard as he let his fingers reach
inside my moistness. As he quivered my body did the same thing.
"Gil, baby, let's not have anymore preliminaries," I finally cried out, unable to hold
back any longer. "Let's not hold back anymore. Let's do it all, do everything, make wild
love."
"I'm with you, baby," he gave me a quick nod, "I'm just lubing you a little with my
fingers until I make my big move."
"Make it now," I gasped hoarsely, my legs writhing, my hips swaying. "I want your
tongue in my box."
Gil continued his expert finger work inside my moist mound as he laved my ear lightly.
The tremors were shooting through me. Eagerly he withdrew his fingers from my box
and clasped his arms around me. He glugged desperately, his breath hissing through his
teeth. He was proving just how much he wanted me.
When he pulled back I noticed the perspiration in his face. We stared at each other
mutely for several dramatic seconds. Then he lowered his head swiftly between my legs.
His tongue reached out and licked the inside of my thighs with swift, calculatingly
smooth strokes that caused my hips to undulate wildly with every movement.
"Oh, now you're doing it to me, now you've given me groovy action, I love it, I love it,"
I gasped.
He knew just how to turn me on stage by stage. First he undressed dramatically in front
of me as he peered down at naked form. Then he went through some stimulating
preliminaries as we got acquainted with each other for the first time on an intimate
scale. Now he was providing my thighs with stimulation as a prelude to going after my
joy hole.
First he would give my left thigh stimulating action, then switch to the right. My legs
were bathed in his delicious saliva. He had begun sucking with a slow, rhapsodic pace,
then gradually he worked into one of great rapidity.
Gil gave his tongue a momentary break as he peppered my thighs with a flurry of
kisses. As he worked me into the final stages of tongue action my clit was burning with
desire, aching to the touch of his hot tongue.
He locked his fingers tightly around my hips as he readied his initial penetration. As his
head dropped rapidly downward I wrapped my legs around his head.
Gil kissed my cunt several times with quick, stabbing motions. Each time I let out a
gasp and my body jerked upward. His tongue finally touched my moist entrance,
causing a flow of electricity to ripple through me from head to toe.
"Oh, you're in my and I love it," I sighed. "Keep it up, my sweet, taste my juices, give
me your love."
His tongue lashed against my hot pussy once, then twice. My trembling fingers gripped
his back. They needed something to hold onto as he gave me a wild tongue bath.
He squeezed my hips forcefully as his tongue surged into my vagina, sending a
whirlpool of rippling adventure through me with every stroke.
"I'm getting close, baby," I gasped out a quick warning.
Gil's warm tongue pressed deeply, withdrew, then pressed again as the hot white
torrent built within me. My head rolled back and forth and I gasped louder than before
as the tongue stabbed and darted inside me.
I parted my legs slightly and drew my knees back, pressing on the back of Gil's head,
forcing him harder and faster.
Several more darting stabs and the sparkling tingles came to a head. My body shook
and the juice spurted out of my pussy and into his mouth.
"Delicious, very delicious," he acknowledged with a nod. "Now you can do something
to help me.
Gil illustrated his point beautifully by pointing toward his long hard prick, which
looked more delicious than ever before. I licked my lips with a sense of excitement.
"You want me to suck it off?"
"Just pretend it's a lollipop," he smiled boyishly.
"Does it taste good?"
"Just wait and see."
I reached out and explored his cock with my fingers, touching the tip gingerly, until he
squirmed a little. Then I reached down and ran my fingertips over his testicles, probing
slowly but effectively, until his legs were trembling like mine had been seconds earlier.
'Those fingers of yours are like magic," he gasped.
"They just love to go to work on you."
"I dig, I dig."
Then I stepped up the pace noticeable', running my fingertips of one hand explore his
balls while the fingertips of the other worked their way diligently up and down the base
of his swollen prick.
"Get that prick into your mouth," he urged.
I leaned forward and slipped my tongue on the end of his hot dick. I kissed it several
times, causing him to jerk slightly with every movement. Then I licked ever so gently at
the tip.
"That feels so good, so good," he gasped.
Stirred on by his encouragement and my own fervent inner desires to taste his juicy
manhood, I moved my tongue up and down the base of his smooth, silky prick.
"I want you, suck me," he gasped.
My trembling fingers needed support, so I fastened them to his buttocks cheeks as my
tongue continued moving up and down, my head bobbing unrestrainedly with every
passionate movement.
With every succeeding touch of his silky head I grew more passionate, intensifying my
efforts, tugging at his ass cheeks as my tongue drove forward valiantly.
The more noticeably his body shook the closer I realized he was to shooting off his
rocks. Up and down I drilled him, until he finally let out a loud gasp, his hot white
juice spurting inside my mouth.
He was delicious, and I braced myself quickly to receive every stimulating drop. The
hot white protein liquid gushed inside me, and I savored every morsel. I made sure that
not one drop eluded me.
"What a great suck you are," he ran his fingers through my hair, smiling gratefully.
"I'd say we both did okay by each other."
"I'd say so. We traded stimulating sucks. How about a drink?"
"Won't we have to go out?"
"Hell no, I brought something with me."
He walked over to a table, reaching inside his jacket pocket and pulling out a flask.
"How's that for efficiency?" he grinned.
"I guess you didn't make a business executive for nothing."
Just like the Boy Scouts, I believe in being prepared."
The bourbon went down warm and smooth inside. All it took were several swigs before
I was ready for more action.
Gil drank more than I did, and with each succeeding swig his smile appeared to loom
ever more brightly. The hell lights were in his eyes, which meant he was ready for more
sex.
He plunged his lips against mine once more. I picked up the scent of his whiskey
breath. Somehow I savored it. Everything became all the more romantic. I threw my
arms tightly around his waist and tugged hard, holding on for dear life, letting him
know how badly I desired him again.
Gil worked his way zealously inside my mouth. Our tongues collided, locking in
uninhibited bliss. He pressed my body hard against his, crushing his chest against my
tits as our tongues remained locked. Then he let his tongue circulate with swirling
rapidity throughout my mouth. I loved the taste of his saliva as his tongue plunged
inside me.
He removed his tongue and put his middle finger to work probing around inside my
love nest. His hot stabs reduced me to moistness in a few strokes.
"Oh, I love your touch," I gasped.
"Do the same for me. Play with my dick," 
"I'd be glad to."
I reached out and tickled his balls, causing his entire body to quiver. I ran my fingers
up and down the base of his dick. A few strokes later it began to lengthen noticeably. I
was determined to get it up to full length, to where it had been before it exploded the
first time.
We matched each other's finger strokes, gradually picking up the pace, accelerating our
movements as we worked ourselves into a sexy lather. This time I was determined to
have him thrust his big dick inside my cunt.
Gil was an executive all the way. He didn't . want to give any of our neighbors a chance
to do any talking, so far that reason he had suggested meeting me at a motel in Pacific
Palisades, just slightly up the hill on Sunset Boulevard from the Pacific Ocean.
All it took were a few drinks for us to get acquainted. By that time we were holding
hands and rubbing our legs against each other underneath the table. We were ready,
signed in as man and wife, and were off to the races.
Now that I had had him once the intense desires inside me bristled even more
noticeably. I wanted him to stab my cunt with his hot strokes, to fill me with his juices,
just as he had so commendably filled my mouth a few brief minutes earlier.
Our fingers circulated with rapidity until I was finally gasping and writhing
uncontrollably. He quickly recognized at that point that it was time to move on to
something else.
His head dropped between my breasts. He kissed my left tit hungrily several times, then
did the same to the right. His teeth worked away at my nipples with need, causing my
heart beats to noticeably rise.
He maneuvered his perspiring body on top of mine, lifting his head from my breasts
and delivering a solid kiss to my lips.
"Fuck me, baby, stick it up my cunt," I egged him on.
"Oh, will I ever, honey, will I ever."
He heaved a sigh, gave me one last hungry look, then let his hard throbbing penis
shoot suddenly up into my vagina. His prick pushed back the soft tight inner folds of
my pink pussy as it rose fast up into the depths of my tender slit.
The wet lips of my cunt trembled and tightened instinctively around his advancing rod,
which pierced me with sword-like thrusts. I felt myself grow wetter with every forward
penetration.
Soon my inner juices were flooding his smooth hard penis, which continued advancing
swiftly. I sucked him inside with my cunt muscles, pulling him in deeper and deeper
and deeper.
Nothing else in the entire world mattered at that joyous moment except being fucked
by Gil. It was like my should had been cleansed of all my troubles through the swift
intercession of his throbbing stick, which flared back and forth.
"Fuck me, baby, I need you," I bellowed hoarsely, my heart continuing to pound for all
I was worth.
I let my body flare upward to meet his pulsating stabs, meeting his fucks in midair.
Urgently his penis struck hard against my cervix. Again and again he advanced, moving
up, pushing and pulling.
He reached out and began tugging against my breasts, securing his fingers around them
and grabbing quick feels, generating our searing passions, pushing them to greater
heights.
He buried his sweaty head inside my breasts, nibbling, kissing, and sucking while his
hard prick continued driving itself with relentless need.
I wriggled and gasped beneath him, wincing with delight as the perspiration flowed
through body friction. Now I was sweating about as profusely as he was, from
trembling excitement combined with stimulating body contact.
Now he was driving his supercharged penis into me with such force that he bounced up
off my body each time he slid back out. Then he would quickly plunge himself back in,
falling with his weight on me.
I developed a beautiful rhythmic flow so that I moved in perfect time to his burning
thrusts. A frenzied sense of total sexual excitement spun through every sinew and
muscle of my aroused frame. Hungrily I spurred him on, and just as hungrily he
responded.
The excitement within me dramatically rose as I knew I was nearing orgasm. He was
charging like a freight train and I was sputtering like one as the pussy was released
spurtingly from me.
I let out a long gasp as my spurting cunt squeezed at the delicious pole that impaled it.
Sparks exploded inside my quivering body as he sped up his pace.
Seeing my reaction made his all the more desirous of exploding fast. He slapped at my
thighs and buttocks cheeks, reveling in the sound of the crackling flesh as his prick
continued charging for all he was worth.
"I'm gonna fuck you, explode in you," he gasped.
One more darting thrust, one more pump of his cock, one more penetration of his hot
meat and the juice spurted out of him, flooding my hot glory hole with his manly goo.
Then we laid back in each other's arms, proud that we had completed such a beautiful
act.
"I've wanted you so many times," he whispered, kissing my ear lobe. "At long last I've
had you."
"Let's hope that this is the first of many times."
"You can be sure it is," he ran his fingers gently over my breasts.
A gently late afternoon breeze crept in through the Venetian blinds, marking the
perfect finish to our wonderful act.


Chapter 2

I was standing in the dimly lit hallway with a martini in my hand. The Saturday night
party at Gil and Susan's had started to reach drunken heights. All the drinking and
slobbering started getting to me, so I wanted to leave.
Even though Gil, my motel lover of several days earlier, was co-hosting the party, it was
still getting on my nerves. For one thing, he was openly trying to put the make on me,
despite the fact that his wife was somewhere nearby. I didn't want to involve myself in a
vicious triangle that could spell trouble. I liked Susan, Gil's attractive wife, and didn't
want to wind up in a hair pulling match with her over her husband's affections.
So I had walked down the dimly lit hall in hopes of corralling Ned, my husband, when
all of a sudden I saw two naked shadowy figures sprawled out on the rug. They must
have been good and horney, whoever they were, since they couldn't apparently wait
long enough to jump into the sack.
The woman's body was tall, sleek and voluptuous. The man was also tall and rangy. As
I moved closer, listening to their grunts and pants, I saw the familiar ass contortions as
the man rammed his prick in and out of the woman's cunt.
It was Ned, my husband, making it with Olivia, the airline stewardess from the next
block who had just, broken up with her husband. At first I felt like flying into a rage,
breaking them up by cursing them out and demanding that Ned take me home. But for
the moment my voyeuristic curiosity had got the better of me, so I sat down on the rug
directly in front of Gil and Susan's bedroom, sipping my drink as Ned speeded up his
fucking tempo.
"Well, now you know how I feel, honey," a whispering woman's voice startled me.
I looked up and stared into the grinning face of Susan, who must have made it up the
stairs right behind me. She was barefoot and also had a martini glass in her hand.
"What do you mean?" I gave her a wounded look of surprise.
"Come off it, you know," she laughed, sitting down next to me. "I know you were
balling Gil the other day."
"What makes you say that?"
"After your husband's cheated on you us often as Gil has me you get to where you can
sense these things. I saw him eye you at parties and knew he was just waiting to make
his move. Well, when he told me he might be home a lit tie late the other day since a
client was flying in to see him from New York, I sensed that he was handing me a line.
I knew he used that motel over by the ocean, so I drove out there. Well, would you
believe, I saw you walking out of there with him. I hit it just right. But you've got it
over me. You're getting to watch your old man ball a chick right in front of you." They
were far enough away from us, and Susan was managing to whisper quietly enough, to
where neither Ned nor Olivia were aware that anybody else was around.
Ned was plunging his lips hungrily against her and his ass ground diligently as he
pushed toward the final phases of the screw. An orgasm loomed quickly.
"I'm sorry, Susan, awful sorry," I shook my head sadly.
"No need to feel sorry for me, honey," she patted my hand. "C'mon with me for a
minute. Bring your drink."
I got up and followed her inside the bedroom just as Ned was letting out one huge final
sigh as he exploded inside Olivia's excited twat. The silhouettes of them continued to
dance before my eyes and plague me as Susan softly shut the bedroom door behind us.
She flipped on a switch and the chandelier in the middle of the room lit up. The room
was lit enough to see what was going on, but just barely. Outside the huge picture
window the lights of the city shone brightly below.
"You know why I'm not mad that you had sex with my husband?" she looked at me
and beamed a wide smile.
"Why?"
"Because I want you."
The shock of Susan boldly propositioning me, coupled with the other recent shocking
events, caused me to react sharply. My hands trembled so noticeably that some of the
contents of the glass I perilously held fell to the floor.
"Don't get so shook, honey," her smile changed to one of sensuality, the same kind of
smile that had been on her husband's face in that dark motel room a few days earlier.
As she walked slowly toward me I instinctively backed up, until I was hugging the wall,
looking at her with disbelief.
"You've absolutely flipped," was all I could say.
"I've done nothing of the kind. I'm just telling it like it is and it's beautiful."
Susan looked into my eyes. She was beautiful, a stunning redhead in her early thirties
with pendulous breasts, trim hips, and a beautifully shaped ass. She was the type who
always was and always would be a sex knockout. Now she was standing inches away
from me, running her tongue around her lips, wetting them suggestively.
"What do you want from me?" I asked weakly.
"I want you. You know, you're beautiful."
'Thank you. So are you."
"Glad you like me. Have you ever had sex with a woman?"
"No, never."
"Then it's time you started."
I wanted to scream and run out of the room, but I didn't. Something held me
hypnotically captive, a prisoner before her. She reached out and ran her fingers ever so
gently through my hair.
"I just love this long beautiful blonde hair," she purred softly. "You're so lovely that I
could eat you, and that's just what I plan to do."
I picked up the fragrant scent of her perfume. That and her enchanting beauty held me
in place, spellbound. Her tongue slithered against my ear, piercing my ear lobe rapidly.
"Stop, stop, please stop," I stammered, but there wasn't much authority behind my
protests, and Susan knew it.
Then it dawned on me vividly that I wasn't protesting strongly because, even though I
didn't want to admit it, I approved of what was going on. All I had to do was let myself
go as Susan stood before me taking things very much into her own hands.
Next thing I knew her lips were plunging deliciously against mine. They felt so soft and
warm, so inspiring. They even made me forget about what I had seen in the hall.
She exploded with a passionate series of kisses to my lips, then let her fingers work at
my dress. Her fingers worked so nimbly that within seconds she had it pulled off.
Now I was down to my panties and bra, and before she did another thing Susan
stepped back and admired me.
"Very, very nice," she drooled, giving me a big grin. "Now to finish the job."
Her fingers unhooked my bra. She tossed it aside on the floor and let her tongue
plunge against the cleavage that separated them. Then it went to work on my left boob,
which she sucked and nibbled on.
After she repeated the process with my other breast she let her fingers travel down to
my panties, which she quickly yanked off with a quick tug. Then she grabbed my hand
and took me over to the bed.
"Just lie down and wait for me," she smiled.
I sprawled out in the middle of the bed as I watched her strip. Her body, which was
impressive enough clothed, was stupendous nude. Her legs were trim and lovely, the
skin soft yet firm. The same would also have to be said for her tits and ass. She was a
power packed woman that would satisfy any red-blooded man. But right now she
wasn't interested in satisfying a man, she wanted me.
She climbed into bed, smiling at me and running her cheek against mine. Her fingers
moved steadily forward until they touched my hips. By degrees she was indoctrinating
me, pushing me ever forward along the road to lesbian love.
I was remaining calm, holding back the passions that were seething just beneath the
surface. Then she pushed her head forward and kissed me on the lips harder than
before. While our lips were locked she pressed her fingers against my buttocks cheeks.
My body trembled, then the breakthrough came with sudden impact as I threw my
arms around her soft, satiny nude form. My heart was pounding as she worked her way
inside my mouth. Our tongues collided as our fingers ran up and down each other's
body.
Finally Susan broke our kiss, staring down at my legs. She parted them gently, her eyes
fixed on my glistening blonde snatch. Just a few days earlier her husband had been
eager to possess it. Now it was her turn and from the look of determination on her face
it was obvious that she wasn't about to be denied.
"I've just gotta touch it," she whispered.
Her fingers dropped down to my snatch. Her gentle touch caused sensations to ripple
through me. She started by touching it gently, then gradually built up her pace until
her fingers were moving briskly.
She got me so excited that my pussy moistened, and the moister I got the more excited
Susan became, knowing that her finger movements were having a definite impact.
"You're so soft and moist," she told me as she removed her fingers from my mound.
I reached out and grabbed hold of her tits. Suddenly I felt electrified. The beautiful
smoothness of her body turned me on. I decided to explore Susan's mound just as she
had explored mine. Her box was already wet, the tufts of her hair glistening as my
fingers made contact with them.
"Oh, that's it, baby, now you're in the swing of things, I love it, I love what you're
doing to me," she sighed.
When I turned loose of her mound she got on top of me and knelt over my chest. Her
hands fingered my breasts. I basked delightedly in the firm contact.
She stared at my ripe pointed breasts. The nipples were hard and firm, pink as
strawberries, looming like two sparkling jewels in a darkened night. My breasts danced
slightly as she worked her fingers around my breasts.
Susan raised her hand, placing one of them underneath my ass, raising my ass and
causing my legs to part. Then she let her fingers fly against my box, while the fingers of
her other hand went to work vigorously on my breasts. I was getting it both ways and
enjoying it.
Her head dropped and she sucked on ,my breasts until I was soaked with saliva. I was
soaked between my legs and dying to feel her tongue between my legs. Her fingers
continued working feverishly over my mound as I gasped and trembled.
Susan's soft fingers rolled over the folds of my belly. She kneaded the muscles and
worked her fingers ever diligently.
"Eat me, baby, eat me," I finally exploded, unable to hold the swelling urges inside me.
"I will, baby, I will," she assured.
She removed her fingers from my mound and tits, letting her head slide between my
legs. She parted my legs until they extended widely, giving her plenty of room.
Susan seized on the situation by pushing forward, letting her tongue slide against my
asshole. The hot tingles of sensation that whipped through me were so pronounced that
my body spasmed noticeably.
"Oh, that feels so good," I gasped.
Her tongue slid up and down, back and forth, causing my cunt to itch with passion.
Susan stepped up the pace until she was licking for all she was worth.
"Now I'll give that pussy the workout it's been waiting for," she patted my ass
affectionately.
The ass sucking had constituted a good warm-up. Now she was ready to bring me to
climax with her hot tongue. In and out it darted inside the wet cuntal petals, pink and
moist, ready to explode.
Her tongue slipped and slid, showering me with passion, causing my heart to pound
and my breath to draw short.
The explosion was drawing near, and the more she recognized it the faster she sucked.
My legs kicked back and forth in a flurry under the steady pressure exerted by her
tongue.
Just when I was reaching the point where I had to explode she excited me even more by
thrusting a finger high into my asshole, jarring me and causing my body to raise.
"I knew you'd like that," she looked up at me momentarily and winked.
"Keep it up, go back to your sucking," I begged.
Her tongue went back to work. Meanwhile her finger continued probing inside my
asshole.
The combination was just too much. Something had to give and that something was my
cunt, which spurted juice as I let out a loud gasp.
"You tasted delicious," she told me, kissing my lips. "Wait right there and I'll give you
more thrills."
Susan sprang quickly to her feet, walking over toward a closet in a corner of the room.
She opened the closet, rummaging through it quickly, searching for something.
At first I wondered what she was doing. Then she suddenly turned around and showed
me what she had found. Susan had slipped a dildo around her waist and the big plastic
tipped penis was pointed outward toward me. I had heard of lesbians screwing each
other that way, but never thought that I'd be in that compromising position.
"C'mon, you're not that far out," I said as she walked toward me, a big grin on her face.
"Don't knock something you ain't tried, honey. Remember, I had to coax you into
fucking at all."
"But this is so wild."
"Hell, it's just like getting it from a man. About as routine as can be. Just wait and see."
I saw there was no use protesting. She was bound and determined to ram that
makeshift cock into me.
She parted my legs with her fingers and moved her body between them.
"Am I gonna give you a fuck," she promised.
She moved her body resolutely forward and entered my cunt with the plastic phallus.
Susan manipulated the dildo with the same degree of efficiency that a man would a
cock. Back and forth she stabbed with penetrating force as my ass charged in and out,
meeting her thrusts.
Susan's breathing was quickly reduced to puffy gasps as she grabbed hold of my
buttocks solidly and drove passionately, jarring me with every forward penetration.
She ran her fingers over my breasts while the action continued, cupping and tugging at
my nipples, creating an ever-heightening sense of need within me.
"You've got a wild cunt," she gasped.
To further her point, Susan reached back and slapped out at my buttocks. I liked the
stinging sensation of open hand making violent contact with solid ass.
"I love you, I love you," she sighed, flipping her body back and forth with consistency.
She leaned forward and let her tits rub ever so gingerly against mine. I loved the body
friction, the act of feeling her warm skin rubbing against mine. Spiritedly she increased
the level of the action, stepping up to full speed.
Several more times she slapped out at my buttocks cheeks, turning me on more with
every touch. Now we were like two panting animals alive with sensuous need.
The contact with my ass and tits accelerated the driving need within her as she pushed
ever forward, sending throbbing thrills through my cunt. It was like being fucked with
a cock, and Susan wielded the makeshift phallus with the same degree of intelligent
authority that a man would his cock.
"Oh, I can't hold out much more," she suddenly announced, slapping me in the ass one
more time.
Several strokes later white juice spilled inside me, I could hardly believe it. I'd had what
amounted to a real fuck from start right to the finish.
"What was in there?" I asked.
"I fill this with egg white, my dear," she smiled, throwing her arms around me and
kissing my lips.
"Well, well, what have we here," I heard loud, drunken laughter.
Standing before us was a drunken Ned, standing completely nude and with his hair
mussed up. Just behind him by a step was Olivia the airline stewardess, the girl I'd seen
him fucking earlier. She was also nude, and sported a broad grin.
"You know, it's rude to walk in on people without knocking," Susan looked up and
frowned.
"I didn't know we were following Emily Post that closely around here," Ned burst into
loud laughter. "I'm so sorry. We should have minded our manners, I guess."
"Maybe I'd better get out of here," Olivia looked at Ned and grinned, "before Susan
rapes me."
"Looks like she's all poised and ready," Ned acknowledged with a nod.
"Don't flatter yourself by thinking I'd be interested, dearie," Susan came right back.
"You've been digesting your nasty pills," Ned chuckled.
"No, it's just that some people bring out these feelings in you more than others."
"Why pick on us?" Ned pressed.
"You came in without knocking."
Ned and Olivia burst into wild laughter. Susan and I finally wound up joining them.
After the laughter died Olivia sat down on the edge of the bed. She watched Susan
carefully as she undid her dildo strap, taking the big plastic cock off and laying it in the
corner of the room.
Olivia was angling after something. It was apparent from the way that she looked at
Susan. Finally she stretched out in the bed, reclining on her back. Susan began
surveying her beautiful body with interest. Her hard nipples were pointed upward, the
brown tufts of her pussy hair looking enticing.
Susan licked her lips as she watched Olivia's lean, sexy body. Olivia enjoyed the
attention. She began rolling her ass and twitching her legs, showing Susan her restless
mound.
Gradually she stepped up her action until she was doing a shimmy on her back. Susan's
eyes kept widening with every movement of Olivia's. Susan sat down next to Olivia on
the bed as the rest of us watched. Ned had a familiar little gleam in his eye, like that of
an experienced voyeur well aware of what was going on.
While Olivia's body remained in steady movement, Susan let her right hand roam ever
so slowly up and down the surface of Olivia's long, sensuous legs, starting with the
ankle and working eventually all the way up to her hip. She kept shifting legs, working
slowly, but with a frozen look of passion on her face that told you she was turned on in
a big way and was timing herself purposefully.
She began speeding up the leg movements. Olivia, in turn, starting moving her legs,
pushing them back and forth. The faster that Susan manipulated her fingers around
them the more rapidly her legs began trembling.
Finally Susan lowered her head and delivered a swift decisive kiss to Olivia's lips. When
Olivia gave her a sweet smile and a nod she took the cue and repeated the action,
kissing her more solidly the second time.
"I like the way you kiss," Olivia whispered.
"Just watch 'em now," Ned whispered confidently in my ear, delighted by what he was
seeing.
Susan took her right hand and let her fingers smoothly run across Olivia's breasts. After
a few soft exploratory efforts she stepped up her pace, letting the fingers maneuver
more rapidly and solidly. Up and down she stroked as Olivia's body swayed from side
and side.
Susan's head dropped and she kissed Olivia's nipples. She followed the kisses up by
sucking and teething those same nipples, then went on to give both of the sexy airline
stewardess' boobs a fervent tongue bath.
"Oh, this action is too much, too much," Olivia gasped, letting her hips flail
passionately back and forth.
While Olivia sputtered and gasped, her hips flipped from side to side, Susan played
with her ass, letting her fingers roam with unrestrained joy. She parted Olivia's long
legs with one decisive push, then worked her head conscientiously between them.
"Oh, suck me, suck me," Olivia gasped anxiously.
Susan had that same hellfire look in her eyes that had been there when she was putting
the make on me. Her head slipped between Olivia's ass cheeks, which She clutched
fervently.
While she clutched those ass cheeks for all she was worth her tongue made solid impact
on her asshole. The first time that Susan really cut loose, Olivia let out a loud sigh and
her body gyrated back and forth crazily. That wild tongue up the asshole had really
turned her on. I knew just how she felt, since it had tickled the hell out of my ass just a
few minutes earlier.
"Oh, oh, you're driving me out of my gourd," Olivia loudly exclaimed, "work it, baby,
work it, lover, I want it, oh, oh, suck it, suck my ass, suck that ass out."
Her legs were kicking back and forth and her breathing became heavier with every
vigorous thrust as the darting tongue worked steadily on her ass.
Suddenly, just as Olivia was about to blow her mind from the hot action, Susan
dramatically stopped.
"Don't stop, sweetheart," Olivia beckoned, keen disappointment in her voice. "I love
your suck."
"I'm just switching territory, baby," Susan winked, giving her leg a reassuring pat.
Susan went back to work immediately, but this time the action shifted to Olivia's
aroused pussy. Susan knew that she had sufficiently warmed Olivia up by sucking out
her ass, deciding that it was time to move the action to her cunt, where she could taste
her juice.
She placed her head between Olivia's trembling legs, then went to work with her
tongue, sprawled out on her legs, her trim ass observable to us as we watched.
I looked over at Ned and observed him stroking his cock, which was expanding rapidly.
The longer he pumped the bigger it became and the more pronounced the sense of
urgency became that was on his face.
Now his face was red with desire and his eyes were focused on Susan's cute ass as her
tongue remained buried in Olivia's love nest. It twisted and turned as it covered every
erotic crevice of Olivia's love tunnel while she gasped and her legs vibrated.
"Go after it, baby, suck me, suck all my pussy juice out," Olivia gasped as the steady
sucking continued.
I knew that Ned had something in mind from the way that he was stroking his prick,
and it was just a question of what, where, and when. I didn't have to wait long. He took
a deep breath and stalked over toward the bed, letting his body lower slowly until he
was sprawled on his knees, directly behind Susan's inviting ass.
He took his fingers off his aroused prick long enough to massage her ass cheeks. A sly
little smile surfaced as he let his fingers roam.
"Am I ever gonna fuck you," he finally exclaimed.
Susan said nothing, naturally, since her head was buried in Olivia's moist mound,
which she was passionately licking.
Ned played with his prick for a few more strokes, moving his fingers up and down it
with precision skill, then turned loose. He pushed forward and ever so slowly eased his
dick inside her ass.
He took hold of his prick with his right hand for added control as he pushed the cock
forward, allowing more and more of it to enter inside Susan's asshole.
Susan's ass flipped back and forth in positive reaction to Ned's movements. She
appeared to be sucking Olivia's twat even more frenziedly than before with the added
impetus of a hot prick stabbing inside her ass.
Ned was playing the sodomy scene very cool, adopting a policy of gradualness, letting
the tempo build, sticking the cock in bit by bit. Finally he worked it in all the way, at
which point he emitted a sigh.
"Ah, you're so tight, and am I gonna fuck you," he promised with fervent
determination.
Back and forth he plunged, driving with zealous determination. He slapped her ass
cheeks several times with uninhibited glee as the pace accelerated. In and out his prick
drove relentlessly, spearing her ass as she in turn licked Olivia's slippery slit.
"Oh, you're tearing up my pussy," Olivia gasped, being overcome by the wildness of the
pace. "I want it."
And while Olivia continued gasping and puffing Ned kept up his steady fucking pace.
Olivia shot first and Ned was only a few spirited strokes behind. Then everything
became suddenly still.
"I think I can use a shower," Ned finally said, opening his eyes after resting them for a
few minutes as he sprawled out on the bed.
He got up and walked slowly out of the room, moving across the hall into the
bathroom.
"Think I'll join him," a smiling Olivia said as she got up from the bed and skipped
spryly after him.
It's funny how the matter of no more than an hour can change things. If Olivia had
said something like that before I had seen her fucking with Ned and before I had been
seduced by Susan, I probably would have slapped her face and pulled her hair for
saying something like that. Now she could not only say it, but do it, and I continued
standing calmly in a corner of the room, the same spot where I had watched Susan suck
Olivia and Ned fuck Susan.
"That husband of yours wields a mean pole," Susan smiled.
"Yeah, I don't let him do that to me very often."
"Take a tip from me, dearie, and let him now and then. It might hurt for a little while,
but after that it's all kicks."
"I'll consider your advice."
"Just try it and see."
I sat down on the edge of the bed and talked with Susan. I was beginning to get tired
from a long eventful evening. Events were happening fast. First I see my husband
fucking another woman, and then I get seduced into lesbianism, and finally I watch a
three way fuck with the girl my husband had fucked earlier, the girl who had seduced
me, and my husband.
As I lay back and contemplated the events of the evening the door opened. I wondered,
naturally, what lay in store for me next. It was Gil, who had been chasing me for most
of the evening. If anything, he appeared even more tipsy than Ned when he entered the
room.
"Ah, so now I've found you, my charming little pussy cat," he looked at me and
grinned.
Susan, realizing what lay in store, quickly got up from the bed, assuming the position I
had just vacated as spectator in a corner of the room.
"Go to it, honey," Susan told her husband, patting him on his naked behind casually.
"Thank you, baby. I love you too."
He threw his body down on the bed and delivered a smoldering series of kisses to my
lips.
"Ah, everything about you is delicious," he gasped. "I want you, baby, I really do."
As his hands explored my ass cheeks he worked his tongue inside my mouth, wrapping
it around my tongue. The tongues locked for a few passionate seconds, after which he
turned loose.
Once he turned loose he fastened his attention on his bulging prick, which was bulging
a lot more noticeably than when he had entered the room. A series of fiery kisses can
do things like that.
He stroked his big dong proudly like Ned had earlier.
"I'll bet you'd like to go down on this, wouldn't you?" he smiled.
It did look downright delicious, and whereas my earlier impulses had been to repulse
his efforts, now I was willing to give in to them. After all, the big reason for not giving
in had been Susan, who was standing in the corner gloating over the whole thing.
I took his stiff pecker in his fingers and listened as he urged me ever onward.
"Play with it, baby, work on it with those fingers," he exclaimed, "get it ready for the
big suck."
Gil patted my leg for good measure as my fingers worked diligently sending waves of
excitement rushing through his horney body as I got ready to go down on his dick.
Gradually I got to be hypnotized by the looks of that long, smooth pecker, which felt
like silk in my fingers. When I heard him panting eagerly I got all the more excited.
Now I could practically taste the gushing sperm in my mouth.
"That's it, stick it in there, sweetheart," he encouraged as I let my tongue slip over the
end of his huge organ.
Up and down I let my fiery red tongue explore the solid base of his dong. I drove it up
and down, a woman with a purpose, that of receiving his hot manly goo.
He pinched and patted my ass cheeks as my tongue worked up and down, whip lashing
with passionate urgency as my taste buds assumed a sense of anticipation of what lay
beyond.
"Give her a little extra help, baby, Gil finally called out to his wife, who nodded.
Next thing I knew I felt brisk, flicking strokes inside my asshole, as Susan drilled away.
Back and forth her tongue circulated while my own tongue was busy loping up and
down Gil's big pole.
"Run your fingers around my balls while you suck," Gil commanded.
I did just as he told me, letting my fingers slip energetically around his hot balls while
my tongue drove itself passionately up and down his big dick.
I decided I would go one step beyond what he suggested, and let my tongue have some
fun with his testicles. I let go of his mammoth prick long enough to roll my tongue
around his balls.
The ball action had his body flailing. Then I switched back quickly to his prick, rolling
my tongue around the silky head of his huge stick as he started gasping wildly.
The ass sucking continued to propel me to great heights with Susan's tongue handling
things beautifully. Meanwhile I kept on pumping up and down on his stick, determined
to taste his juicy load.
He began running his fingers sensuously through my hair to get me even more aroused.
That and the ass sucking was enough to drive me into a frenzied state of passion.
His dick was warm and smooth to the touch, and I enjoyed the contact, my fingers
continuing to slide around his balls while my tongue made its way up and down his
pole.
It wasn't long before he let out a sustained gasp, clutched hard to my tits, and shot a
hot load of cum into my waiting mouth. I fingered his balls and slurped for all I was
worth, determined to taste every delicious drop.
Susan kept at the sucking while the juice was spraying into my waiting mouth. Just as I
was getting the end of the load I heard loud laughter. After I finished I looked up and
observed Ned grinning.
"My old lady's a pretty good suck, isn't she?" he smiled pridefully at Gil.
"She can suck me anytime."
The party broke up shortly afterwards, since everyone had received more than their
share of kicks.
Ned was nonchalant about the whole thing on the ride home. As for me, I wasn't in the
mood to talk. Too much had happened too fast.


Chapter 3

Ned came home early Monday afternoon with a mischievous grin on his face. I knew
something was up.
"Well, I'm gonna grab me a little something to eat, then hustle out to a chick's place for
a good piece of ass," he boldly exclaimed.
"Just like that?" I scowled.
"What are you so uptight about?"
"I still am your wife, you know."
"Hell, let's knock off all this phony Puritan pretending. After what happened last
Saturday night let's not bullshit each other anymore. After all, I did catch Susan going
through the fish act with you."
"You're a crude son of a bitch."
"Oh shit. What's wrong with a little innocent playing around?"
"I guess nothing, if you assume it's innocent. I don't."
"Sure, sure. After last Saturday night?"
"Look, I was drunk and she took me by surprise."
"That's a good one," he laughed. "Look, baby, it's too beautiful a day to waste by
arguing."
He walked casually into the kitchen, fixed himself a roast beef sandwich from the
leftovers remaining from our Sunday meal, washed it down with a cold glass of beer,
then left. , I was smoldering as I watched him pull out of the driveway and whiz off to
some broad's pad. Not only was I sore because of his attitude, but because I was hot
and wanted some action myself.
I fixed myself a couple drinks and smoldered some more. Then I decided to take some
concrete action. I made a call to Susan. After all, she had given me some beautiful
tongue action the other night. Maybe she'd be in the mood for an encore.
"Susan?"
"Hi, baby. Good to hear from you. What's up?"
"I'm pissed as hell at Ned."
"What's wrong this time?" she chuckled.
"He came home as brazen as can be and told me he was going to fuck some damned
little whore. Hell, he didn't even tell me who she was."
"He's about as worthless as Gil. Incidentally, he's out of town for a few days on
business." She paused long enough to guffaw. "I know about what kind of business he's
gonna spend most of his time on. I even caught the son of a bitch buying some
women's lingerie at Magnin's yesterday while I was shopping."
"Guess we're in the same boat."
"True, but there's nothing to be sad about. After all, what's to stop us from creating our
own action."
"You have a point."
"Speaking of action, why not drop over. I was just about to go swimming in the nude."
"Isn't it kind of chilly for that?"
"I'm using the heated indoor pool, silly. Remember?"
"Of course, of course."
"Makes it great on afternoons like this when it's not warm enough to go outside. So be
over, huh? I'll even mix a bowl of my choicest martinis for the occasion."
"Great. Can't beat that."
"Oh yes we can," she chuckled suggestively. "Okay, see you."
"Right, honey."
Her mention of the nude swim caused tingles of exhilaration to bolt through me as I
got into the car and drove off toward her mansion a few blocks away. She did have a
lovely form, and the thought of seeing it completely exposed again caused a certain
impatience to lodge within me. It made me wonder seriously if I had more lesbian
tendencies in me than what I'd been willing to admit.
Then I thought about Ned. That bastard would be enough to turn any woman into a
lesbian. I'd show the egomaniac that I didn't need him, and that night, if he got horney
for my bod, I'd tell him to go into the can and jerk off for all I cared, cause I wasn't
interested.
She was waiting for me clad in a sexy pink robe. She threw her arms around me and
kissed my lips right off, which caused sparks of electricity to surge through. Why
should I bullshit myself? I thought. I was attracted to her and that was it. I might just as
well release all my inhibitions and go for the full bundle of fun.
Susan walked me out toward the pool, which was right next to the den, where Ned and
Gil had whiled away numerous evenings playing billiards. She pulled off her robe and
revealed her trim nude form. Looking at her cunt made my own pussy do a fast itch.
"Get out of your things, dear, and join me," she smiled, jumping into the inviting warm
waters, taking several quick laps of the pool.
As I looked at that beautiful nude body swimming in the water I became all the more
eager to undress and join her. I kicked off my shoes, then moved my fingers dartingly
as I climbed out of my slacks. Before I knew it I was naked.
"My but you have a lovely body," she stopped by the side of the pool and smiled
broadly.
"Thank you."
"Get in some exercise, dear, by joining me."
"I'm with you."
I plunged into the water, basking in its comforting warmth. Suddenly Ned had become
a thing of the past. All that mattered was the delightful swim with Susan. And, of
course, what lay almost inevitably beyond.
After several stimulating laps Susan engaged in a little child's play, splashing some
water at me then, before I was able to retaliate, swimming away, laughing all the while.
"I'll get you," I promised, swimming in hot pursuit.
"You'll have to catch me first, my love."
"I will."
"We'll see."
Finally I cornered her at the deep end, tossing water in her face. She quickly retaliated
and before we knew it we were horsing around like two carefree kids.
As the horsing around reached a fever peak it suddenly ended. Susan brought it to a
quick close by swimming toward me, reaching out, and embracing me. She forced her
lips against mine, plunging forward with savage force. Susan meant business, appearing
to be even more turned on than she had been Saturday night. Of course, now she was
sober, which gave her greater control over her actions.
She worked her way into my mouth. It felt great to have her hot panting breath
merging against mine, her fiery wet red tongue colliding with my own. Our tongues
locked for what seemed like a breathless eternity. While they remained locked she let
the fingers of her left hand explore the erogenous area around my tits and the fingers of
her right go to work on my twat.
I couldn't take much of that fervent finger work on my cunt, which had been burning
even before I jumped into the pool with Susan. But the finger action on my cunt
combined with the action in my mouth and on my tits was overpowering. I was gasping
like crazy.
"You want it, don't you?" Susan asked softly as she withdrew her tongue from my
mouth.
"You're damned right I do."
"Let's go to the bedroom."
First we exited the pool. Each of us picked up a towel and derived numerous kicks by
drying each other off. It felt great to have the brisk stiff towel make contact with her
smooth wondrous flesh. I took particular delight in drying her legs and tits.
We got so turned on just from drying each other off that several times we stopped long
enough to kiss and finger each other in the tits and cunt.
We got out of the pool area and moved directly into the bedroom. The full martini
pitcher and two empty glasses rested on the ' chest of drawers by the bed. The covers
had been pulled back, indicating that Susan had made preparations in advance.
"Just a little quick fuel before jumping into the sack," Susan winked as she poured us
some drinks.
Mine went down hard and fast, leaving me with just a slight feeling of dizziness. Susan
polished hers off as quickly. Then she picked up a bottle of imported French perfume,
which was perched right next to the martini pitcher. This girl was prepared in every
respect, I couldn't help but think.
"Let's make ourselves smell real nice, honey," Susan whispered as she ran the perfume
over my body, sprinkling it plentifully, especially around my cunt. Then she did the
same for herself, after which we both smelled expensively, as you would expect after
using French perfume.
Susan pinned me down on the bed, letting her tongue go to work passionately on my
tits. Her tongue slipped and slid, bathing me with her delicious saliva. Then she put her
teeth to work nibbling on my hard nipples. I got so aroused from her movements that
my body began flaring back and forth, pushing up and down to match her movements.
After getting me sufficiently warm through her stimulating tits action, she let her
tongue travel down to my thighs, which she sucked with the same degree of
uninhibited zest. Then it dropped down between my legs to my asshole, which she
tongued.
"Go after my cunt," I begged. I was on fire and getting close to the explosion point.
"Let's make a deal, sweetie," she looked up and smiled. "I'll go after yours and you go
after mine. Let's do it sixty-nine style."
My heart stopped. My old values were on a collision course with the new. So far I
hadn't gone any further than to kiss Susan and feel her up, along with of course,
consenting to be sucked by her. But now she wanted an even exchange, a chance to be
sucked while she was going down on me.
The more I thought about it the easier it was to realize that I couldn't really kick about
doing it to her if I was begging for her to do the same thing to me. Apparently she was
thinking the same thing. After all, her twat was feeling the same sparks at the moment
that mine was, and needed the release. stroke in her sucking movements. It felt great to
be trading her suck for suck.
We moved briskly toward climax, gradually letting our pace build with every stroke.
Our tits and asses flipped and flopped from the wild passions we were expending.
Sweat began to pour from our bodies and our asses swayed from side to side as the
sucking continued. We drove each other ever closer to explosion as we worked with
every bit of energy we possessed.
When we did shoot it was together, just as I hoped it would be. The timing was
masterful as we came down the home stretch together, picking up the tempo and
sucking diligently until we unleashed streams of juice into each other.
"Now you're really getting the hang of it," she patted my ass affectionately. "You lick
damned good."
"I got my instructions from a good gal."
"Now I'm really gonna give you a treat," Susan smiled.
"You already have."
"Another treat, Melinda baby. Something so good you're not gonna believe it until it
happens. It's something I'd only share with somebody I really loved."
"You're killing my curiosity."
"You won't have to wait long."
She winked and stalked away. I watched her beautiful ass sway as she walked out the
door. I heard the pitter patter of her feet returning a few minutes later. She entered the
room in the presence of a healthy German shepherd, whose tongue was hanging out.
"Meet Eric, my new love," she said.
"When did you get him?"
"Three weeks ago. And have we ever had fun. What a fuck he is."
"You don't mean that," I was sure she was putting me on.
"What do you mean? Can't you tell he's hot for you by the way he's looking at you.
And look at that tongue."
"You can't be serious, Susan. You just can't be. It's one thing to be uninhibited, but you
can... well, things can go too far."
"Oh come on, you were uptight about fucking me till you tried it. I guess I'll have to
have Eric give you a sample of his prowess. Then you'll change your mind fast. I'll
guarantee it."
I looked at Eric. He had a thick handsome coat, and his nose was sniffing as he took a
few cautious steps toward me.
"You see, he's picking up your pussy scent," Susan beamed. "He likes you and all
you've gotta do is give him a chance to show his smoke. He'll put you in a dream
world."
"He's still coming toward me. Aren't you going to stop him?"
"You're acting perfectly childish, Melinda," she laughed. "Let Eric have a little fun. He's
just a hot male who's turned on by a nice piece of ass. He's got good taste. I knew he'd
go for you."
I spread myself out on the bed, holding my breath, not knowing what to expect as Eric
jumped into bed with me. He barked a few times, as if in celebration of something, and
his tail wagged from side to side.
His sensitive nose readily picked up the scent of my snatch as he probed all around it.
Then all at once he swarmed all over me, his thick red tongue going swiftly to work
stroking my pussy.
Eric's movements couldn't have been more enthusiastic as he ground out a steady,
probing rhythm, flicking eagerly all around my love nest, sending blazing sensations
through my body. Maybe I had been afraid to take the plunge, but I was glad that it
had been forced on me by Susan, since I was deriving sensations galore.
My hips and ass fluttered like crazy as his tongue darted over every corner of my slit. I
was on fire with passion, sighing effusively, as the pace continued to pick up until his
tongue surged.
"Oh, this is too much, it's too much," I gasped, amazed by it all.
My legs were trembling and my cunt was ready to explode as he kept up the speedy
action. Finally I gave way, letting a warm stream of juice into his mouth.
"I just knew you two would hit it off," Susan laughed, her face aglow with delight.
"You make quite a Cupid," I laughed.
"One thing about me, I never do the conventional thing."
"No you don't."
"And if I did I'd consider myself a failure."
"Right on," I chuckled.
I was under the impression that Eric was through for awhile, which turned out to be a
foolish assumption. He was all over me again, this time licking my face, getting me hot
all over again.
"What a tongue man you are," I gasped.
'This time he wants more than tongue action."
One look told me what Susan meant. His dog dong was good and hard, ready for
action. I reached out and touched it. The intimate contact gave me a thrill.
"He's a great fuck, Melinda," Susan encouraged. "Just give him a chance and you'll
see."
I received an overpowering urge at that moment to kiss him, so I threw my arms
around his soft warm body and kissed his face. He reacted by going to work on my face
with his tongue. The kissing was exciting us both and now it was just a question of how
far I would dare go with him.
I ran my fingers eagerly through his strong body while the kissing crescendo
accelerated. I let my fingers come to rest once more on his prick, which I found so sexy
and stimulating.
"Give him a chance to suck a little ass," Susan suggested. "Just open those legs a little,
honey, and he'll get the idea. He's been well trained by me, as you might guess."
I spread my legs, hoping he would pick up the cue. Just as Susan had predicted, he did,
letting his tongue advance on my hot ass. He drove it with the same degree of rhythmic
effectiveness he had brought to bear when he ate out the lining of my pussy.
Once more he reduced me to a panting, writhing mass of sensuality with his tongue
efforts.
His tongue splashed relentlessly as he almost drove me up the wall with excitement.
"Now let him drill your cunt," Susan said excitedly, enjoying what she was watching so
much she was fingering her snatch. "You ain't lived, honey, till you've sampled that
jackhammer prick of his."
The whole thing seemed so enchanting the way that Susan was describing it that I just
had to go ahead and let Eric do it. I edged my body forward into a better position and
grabbed hold of his big prick with authority.
"I'll bet you're a stud," I winked.
I guided him ever so slowly inside my slippery slit, which was moist from all the
excitement he had generated. When that hot dong of his locked into position I let out a
loud gasp and thought I was gonna soar clear through the ceiling.
"Now you'll get an unforgettable ride, honey," Susan promised.
Eric definitely knew where it was at as far as fucking a hot broad was concerned. He
rammed that prick hammer into me so hard that I could hardly believe it. I hadn't been
fucked like that since the captain of the football team corralled me in the bushes one
night at a high school dance. He held me tightly in his paws, his female captive, as he
drove forward, advancing steadily, driving ever onward toward orgasm.
That big dick kept working itself inside me deeper and deeper, until I was motionless. It
was like I was suspended helplessly in space as he drove forward, releasing a relentless
onslaught.
I totally abandoned myself to his wild desires, and was overjoyed that I did. Sure it had
taken guts to turn my back on convention not once but twice, first with Susan when
she had seduced me, and now with Eric, but never before had I felt this sexually
uplifted either. For the first time in my life I was beginning to feel like a liberated
woman.
His dagger dong kept plunging into me ever so deeply as I let out moans of erotic
delight. Eric continued assaulting me with his lusty organ as his testicles whacked
against my ass. The feeling of his testicles making contact with me enhanced the
thrilling excitement that was passing through me.
I was so overcome by his lusty manhood that several times I thought I'd pass out just
from the joy of it all. He kept driving the meat into me, sustaining the same vigorous
clip as he drew nearer to orgasm.
"Oh, do it, do it, go off in me, I want you," I gasped.
Then he unleashed his hot desires, bathing my fiery cunt with his warm juices. I let out
a sigh of relief. The moments of unrivaled bliss had ended.
"I just knew you two would get along," Susan's voice sang cheerily. "Now why don't
you vacate for a bit, baby, while he fucks me."
"I can use the break," I sighed.
"He gives a woman all she could bargain for," she nodded.
"And then some."
I sprawled into a chair and watched Susan take my place in bed. But whereas I had
been lying on my back, she got down on all fours, with her ass and cunt facing Eric.
"Suck that ass, sweetie," she encouraged cheerily.
Eric sniffed around her asshole for a few minutes before beginning, then let his tongue
slip inside her ass, flipping back and forth methodically. That tongue looked delicious
even from a distance, so red and sparkling with passion as it darted around in her ass,
which swayed back and forth under the pressure.
"Very, very good. You get an A," Susan giggled. "Now you can fuck me, darling, now
that you've got me so hot. Fuck me, fuck, hick, shoot your trigger off in me."
That huge jackhammer prick, swelled with anxiety, rammed hotly inside her cunt.
"Now we're doing it dog style," she looked over at me and winked.
His prick drummed in and out of her cunt as I wiggled in the chair, overcome by the
beautiful passion before me. I fingered my cunt, just as Susan had fingered hers earlier,
impressed by the manner that Eric's prick was thundering inside Susan's tight twat.
The fuck was short and sweet. It had to be since there was no way that they could keep
that kind of fuck going for long. After it was all over Susan threw her arms around him
and delivered a kiss to his face. He licked her back in return.
She fondled his body for the next few minutes giving herself a chance to catch her
breath as she toyed with her lover's impressive form. I had sold the two of them short
in thinking that maybe they were planning to knock it off.
They weren't. It was apparent when she stepped up the pace following the brief rest.
She reached out and began playing with Eric's big dick. Susan pumped on it as I sat
there enjoying the action.
"I'm gonna go down on him" she looked over at me and exclaimed.
"Good luck."
"Thank you doll. Watch real close cause he likes this. You'll be doing it with him soon
enough.
My immediate response was to tell myself no that I wouldn't go quite that far as bold as
I had been in other respects. But before I went so far as to openly express that view I
stopped short thinking about how I had also balked about making love to Susan then
fucking with Eric. Maybe the time would come when I would go down on his gigantic
canine penis. Only time would tell.
As for the moment I intended to enjoy myself watching Susan go to work on his dong.
She started slowly licking around the edges of the swollen red organ gradually working
her way into things.
You know, I started getting turned on watching them after awhile and instinctively
began jerking my fingers around on my twat. It looked pretty damned sensuous even if
the thought of doing it had turned me off at one point.
Up and down her head bobbed over Eric's beautiful cock, just as if she had been
bobbing for apples. The longer she sucked the more aroused Eric became, until his
tongue started hanging out and his head bounced up and down proudly, like he was
some kind of royalty getting his kicks.
I fingered myself so hard and fast that I emitted an orgasm. And just after I got my
kicks Eric and Susan got theirs. That delicious juice came pouring out of his prick and
into her waiting mouth. It was a lovely sight to behold.
"I've never seen anything like that handsome guy" she told me after she'd gobbled up
his load patting him gratefully on the back. "He just shoots and shoots and shoots.
There's no damned way of stopping the guy."
"Isn't that the best kind of partner to have?"
"You know it honey and that's why I love him so."
We both spent the next few minutes making over Eric. This time we confined ourselves
to petting his rich furry coat, to which he would react by taking turns licking us.
This unmistakable feeling of love kept sweeping through me while I was around him.
He was so handsome and wonderful, all man, everything I'd dreamed in a lover. But he
was a dog! Should I let that prejudice me? The old me would have been so prejudiced
but not the new me. No way. I was changing, and fast.
We finally got dressed and Susan took Eric out in the backyard. She came back looking
radiant, all smiled, happy over the productive session the three of us had enjoyed.
"You know, if Gil weren't so damned rich I'd kick him out of the house, now that I've
got Eric."
"Gil wouldn't like to hear you say that."
"Fuck Gi!" she gave me a disgusted wave of the hand that was really intended for her
husband. "Eric's worth ten of him."
"I demand equal time to knock Ned."
"Be my guest."
"He's a son of a bitch. A ruthless bastard."
"If you say so."
We sat around and got thoroughly drunk during the next two hours. Then I left for
home.


Chapter 4

Ned was an animal all the way. Where his passions were concerned there were no
barriers.
I had been sound asleep for several hours when he came bouncing in, a little high but
plenty short of being drunk. Whenever he was high he was certain to be in a
rambunctious mood. To make things even worse, I was sleeping in the buff, as I
sometimes liked to do. When I turned in exhausted and feeling a slight hangover I
hadn't thought of the problems that it might cause.
He woke me up by running his fingers up and down my legs. His touch was smooth
and electric. The son of a bitch could be charming, almost in spite of himself.
I yawned myself awake. He winked at me. Ned's breath was becoming heavier every
second. He showered my legs with tender kisses. I could smell some liquor on his
breath but it wasn't real bad, certainly not as bad as what mine had been earlier in the
day after coming back from Susan's.
The kiss showering did the trick. For the time being I forgot about how burned up I
was at him. Suddenly he was appealing once more and I had a burning urge to be
fucked by him.
A sensual thirst tugged at my throat as his mouth stopped at my cunt. He leaned
forward and kissed it as the passions rose inside me.
"That feels good, Ned. Do it again," I openly encouraged.
"Am I gonna fuck you."
"Do it, do it, I want it."
Ned kissed my pussy three times in rapid succession. By then his mouth hungered to
have me inside him. He forged his tongue inside my pussy with blazing electricity. My
pussy lips opened with anxiety, making him all the more determined to taste me.
I sighed ecstatically, my slit warm and moist, as was the rest of me. My legs trembled
with every delightful suck as he drove his tongue for all he was worth.
That was followed by one loud sigh on my part as my pussy exploded, sending a
gashing load of juice into his mouth. He gobbled up every drop of me with a smile of
satisfaction pursed on his lips.
"How about shoving your dick inside me," I decided to suggest, in the mood for more
activity.
"Just what I was about to do."
"Sock it to me."
"Oh, will I ever. With the size of this hard-on, you're damned right."
He fondled his big prick in his fingers. Ned was always proud of his size when he was
hot and hung. And that pride was accompanied by a zest to get his nuts off.
Ned looked into my eyes. We traded glances of admiration. He reached down and
threw his arms around me, pressing his strong fingers against my warm smooth flesh.
"It feels good to hold you," he sighed.
His lips pressed against mine several times. Then his tongue worked its way fervently
inside my mouth. The tongues collided passionately, then locked for several intense
seconds.
"I've just gotta have you, there's no other way," he said.
"I'm not gonna stop you."
"Damned right you're not," he slapped my buttocks and grinned.
His fingers reached down and locked around my ass cheeks. They were both firm and
soft. He was ready for business. All you had to do was look into his eyes, which were
wide with adventure, clearly telling the tale. And speaking of tail, mine was getting
warm for the touch of his hot meat.
As his fingers continued to hold on to my buttocks he threw his body forward. Ned's
long peter drove itself inside my moist snatch. I let out an erotic gasp as he entered me,
drilling me with strong, confident back and forth strides.
"That's it, keep fucking," I nodded.
Now he was steamed up, driving himself ever forward, determined to shoot inside me.
He poured the meat to me with all he had as I eagerly enjoyed every stroke.
The heat mounted in his groin as he tore in and out, his ass and hips flailing with every
forward thrust into my hot red vagina. He was about to tear my vaginal walls out with
the blazing impact of his dagger-like cock, which tore and drove.
One thing about Ned. He possessed excellent body control, even after a few drinks. He
was able to build to the brink of a stirring climax, stop just short of explosion, slow
down the rhythm, then drive himself forward all over.
I shuddered slightly as he ran his hands up and down along my thighs, letting his
fingers slip against the perspiration that was dampening practically my whole body. The
tempo speeded up once more, attaining a maddening pace as he rammed a hot
forefinger up my asshole raising my body upward and producing a quick grunt from
me.
"Are you ever a tight fuck," he exclaimed, letting his finger probe excitedly inside my
ass.
His savagely throbbing cock was impatient all over again. His body quivered as he
invaded my itchy cunt again and again, sending surging feelings of joy through me.
His giant shaft pressed hard and fast. This time it looked like he was pursuing me all
the way to orgasm. His white drill probed inexorably deeper and deeper until he was in
me to the hilt.
My fingernails dug into his hairy chest, causing him to quickly react by shoving his
finger into my asshole once more, pressing harder this time than before.
Then I felt his hugely distended organ slam against my cervix. He was all the way in
me.
I was his woman, having surrendered myself completely to his naked passions.
"Oh, what a fuck, what a ride," he gasped, his voice so hoarse that his words were
barely audible.
My body had been reduced to a dampened sheet of red agonizing flames as it rocked
back and forth, spiritedly accompanying his solid movements. He surged and swept
upward with a vengeance, a man possessed with the naked urge of shooting in my box.
My lips contorted and the gasps accentuated as he attacked me with naked desire. Now
his fingers were clutching my hips with urgency as he drilled me with every ounce of
energy he had.
"Oh, my twitching penis," he exclaimed hoarsely, slapping my thighs, then grabbing
hold of them again as the meat pounded into me.
I took a deep shuddering breath and felt my abdominal muscles pull involuntarily
upward with the expulsion of my breath. My cervix dipped in reaction and scraped
across the hotly throbbing head of his prick.
The fluid kept oozing out of the walls of my aroused vagina, supplying additional heat
lubricant, a defensive slipperiness. He twitched and I let out a moan. He gripped my
legs more tightly than before.
My body was automatically responding to his spirited invasion, the steady clash of meat
on pussy. Sure there was some pain there, but I was too excited to care about it.
I swallowed hard. Ned entered my mouth with his burning tongue, giving me added
sensations. His cock jerked in and out of me, pressing relentlessly toward his ultimate
goal.
He began pulling back a little as my vaginal lips clung like a tight rubber band to the
trunk of his penis. He flexed the cheeks of his buttocks and I knew that this was the
final pause before the last big final forward push.
"Now I'm gonna finish the job, baby," he told me confidently.
Then the massively hardened penis penetrated into me ever so deeply as his hips
rotated in perfect accompaniment. He was making beautiful music all his own.
I answered his rotation with one of my own as we both heated up anew, ready for the
final charge.
He let the pace build, enjoying every stabbing movement, rocking above me and
stroking into my wetly clasping cunt with a long easy rhythm that caused my pussy to
tingle and my legs to convulse.
Now our act had boiled down to the essentials. It was just a case of a hard manly prick
drilling inside my moist snatch. My mouth opened and closed with passion as the
surging movements continually built, the cock sawing into me as it made wild music.
He took his hands off of my thighs and let them wander around my tits. At first he let
them slide, then he played with my hard nipples, causing my body to push forward in
spontaneous reaction.
Now the last vestiges of control were leaving his body. Sure he was able to control his
soaring penis, but just up to a point, and that point had passed. Now his body was
quaking with violent need as he shoved his prick in and out at a frenzied clip.
I watched his scrotum swell and knew that it wouldn't be long until he orgasmed. He
fucked me with intense force, his big prick slamming into me with persuasive diligence.
"Get your rocks off, I want it," I gasped.
Faster and faster he . worked. Now he was slapping me across the ass in
accompaniment to his thrusts. My wet vaginal lips caressed his driving shaft, which was
now out of control with pure unadulterated joy.
My body rocked from side to side in addition to the frantic up and down movements. I
was soaring rapidly toward a pinnacle. I tossed my head back and forth and puffed like
a steam engine. Meanwhile the slaps across the ass continued to come hot and
fervently.
Now I was helpless with desire, my hips contracting involuntarily as I gasped fervently
while the hot stick pounded relentlessly inside me, driving me insane with pleasure.
My wildly quivering cunt pulled and tugged at his oncoming cock with impatience as
he came closer to the explosion we were both waiting for.
Then he heaved a gasp and the stream of hot white jissum penetrated inside me as he
held on ever tightly to my ass cheeks. He was there and I loved it.
"I can't think of a better way to get ready for bed," he quipped, laughing tiredly.
"You sure put a lot into that."
"Yeah, and I didn't think I'd have that much left, after fucking with Julie for so many
hours."
"You've always got to be the son of a bitch," I erupted angrily.
"And you've always gotta be the ivory tower prude, don't you?"
"Ah, up yours."
"Okay, if that's the way you want it," he chuckled sarcastically. I turned over and
dropped back into a deep sleep, not awakening until late the next morning. Ned had
long gone by the time I arose, either to work or to fuck with one of his girlfriends,
more than likely.
Fortunately I was over the ill effects of the drinking episode at Susan's the day before.
The hot shower and warm breakfast gave me a fresh perspective that I needed.
After I put on my clothes my mind got to restlessly thinking. Even before Ned had
mentioned fucking somebody named Julie last night I couldn't help think, except when
I was in the throes of passion, that Ned, in spite of how sexy he could be, which was
pretty awesome, still couldn't compare to the German Shepherd of Susan's. Eric could
use that prick of his like a long thick cudgel, pushing me to new levels of excitement
and adventure. Another thing that undoubtedly attracted me to his body was his purity.
Whereas my own husband considered me but one of several women on whom he
would bestow his rock-hard manhood, with Eric you got the feeling that you definitely
counted for being something more than a tight screw.
Maybe it sounds like I'm going too far overboard considering he was an animal that
couldn't even talk, and maybe you'd be right if you thought that, but I don't think so.
My response was perfectly natural to me, and it couldn't be gauged by a barometer as
shallow as conventional living. All I knew was that both Susan and myself felt like real
women, special women who stood for something, when we were fucking with Eric.
Hell, it made me itchy between the legs just thinking of him, and I knew I'd have to do
something about giving vent to those feelings. I got on the telephone and reached
Susan.
"Hello, Susan," I greeted her.
"Why, my lover. How are you, honey?"
"I was just thinking of you and Eric."
"Good thoughts, I hope."
"What do you think?"
"He misses you."
"How do you know?"
"He told me."
"So he did. That's great. Your can tell him I miss him too, especially right down
between his legs."
"He is well endowed."
'That's putting it mildly."
"So why don't you drop over. You can have both of us at the same time. It's a special
two for one offer so you'd better take advantage of it."
"I guess I should."
"Seriously, if you're not doing anything I'd love to have you over. What do you say?"
"I say that I was hoping you'd offer me an invitation like that. I'll be right over."
Who needed bastard Ned with a gorgeous woman and sexy dog to make love to? I sure
didn't, and that was the message I kept drumming into my brain with decisive impact
as I got into the car and whizzed on over to Susan's.
She had on nothing but her robe when she let me in. This time there were no
preliminaries, which told me that she wanted it just as badly as I did at that point.
Susan closed the door behind me, throwing her arms around me and delivering a solid
kiss to my lips. They felt so good pressing against mine, so firm and warm and
wonderful.
"I was counting off the seconds for you to get here," she told me.
"Glad I could make it."
"So am I," she squeezed my hand.
Then she made me good and horney by pulling off her robe and showing me her
beautiful naked form.
"You like me?"
'That's a stupid question," I replied.
I pushed my anxious fingers against her hard nipples. They felt extra good to me in my
excited state. My heart was pounding as I then let my fingers drop down from her
nipples until they were between her legs. She was already moist down there as my
fingers gently probed.
"Oh, that feels so good, darling, it feels so good when you're touching me down there,"
she moaned erotically.
"I like touching you down there."
"Oh, baby."
Once more we were in each other's arms. Our lips pressed firmly together. We gasped,
sighed, then pulled ourselves apart from each other's clutches.
"Let's go in the bedroom," she whispered hotly. "I've got to have you right now."
She threw her arm around me as we walked. Her fingers cupped my buttocks
affectionately. I loved any form of body contact with her. She was beautiful and my
only regret was that I had waited so long to plunge myself into sex with her.
The second we arrived in the bedroom I got even more aroused as I spotted handsome
Eric sitting on his haunches on the floor.
"Eric," I greeted him with a broad grin.
"You don't think I'd leave him out," Susan laughed.
Eric sprang quickly to his feet, determined to give me an impressive welcome. He
jumped up on me, his tail wagging in accompaniment to his tongue as his paws rested
heavily against my shoulders. At first he almost knocked me down with his awesome
weight, even though he was doing no more than showing affection.
"He sure does like you," Susan smiled.
Eric went to work lapping up my face, letting his tongue slide around it until the saliva
was dripping deliciously from me. I planted kiss upon kiss on his face, until I finally
broke away from him.
"He wants you to eat him, honey. Go down on him," Susan encouraged.
Why in hell shouldn't I? I suddenly thought. I had nothing to lose. I remembered how
stimulated I had become watching Susan going down on his hard dong the day before.
After all, I had sucked off Ned more times than I could count, and I felt a lot more
strongly drawn to Eric.
I let my body fall into bed. Eric joined me, letting his tongue slide across my face
several more times.
"You're so beautiful, so beautiful," I swooned, running my fingers over his thick fur.
Then I reached out and grabbed his long hard red dick, swollen and waiting for action.
I pumped up and down on it several times in rapid succession, letting the tempo build,
allowing him to turn on with every stimulating touch.
At that point I felt another stimulating sensation. A tongue was making contact
fervently with my asshole. While I was getting ready to go down on Eric my lover
Susan was giving my ass some attention.
My body quivered passionately as her tongue made steady contact with me. Eric was
quick to pick up on the vibrations that were soaring through me. The longer and more
fervently that Susan would lick my asshole, the faster my fingers would fly over Eric's
prick.
I got so excited that I just had to taste darling Eric right than. As my tongue swept
alongside his long swollen red dagger, which was eager to explode, Susan transferred
her efforts from my hot ass to my cunt, which was also enflamed.
My love slit tingled to her explosive touch as her tongue circulated eagerly around it.
And while that happened the impetus within me built as I probed up and down on
Eric's prick.
The pace continued to build. Now it was just a question of who would explode first.
Just as I hoped, we exploded together as my cunt gushed juice at the very moment that
Eric's prick shot.
The hot juice filled my mouth. I felt joyous about the whole thing, the way the
stimulating act had gone.
"You never get bored over at my place, do you?" Susan burst into quick and steady
laughter.
"I guess not. You'd never let that happen."
"No, not when the partner was as attractive as you. Now was it all that hard to suck
Eric?"
"It was a pure joy."
"See, the big thing in trying stuff you've never done before is not letting yourself get
psyched. If you're convinced that something is dead wrong then sure you're not gonna
want to do it. But if you'll only give yourself a chance first, well you saw what can
happen."
"I sure did."
"I wish you'd level with me on one question. Tell me exactly what you think."
"Sure. Go ahead."
"Just how much do you dig making it with animals?" she looked at me soberly.
"If you mean Eric, I think it's wonderful."
"Do you think you'd also like it with other dogs? Handsome male dogs with loads of
sex appeal, just like Eric."
"Well, after the way I've been throwing off my taboos the last few days, maybe so," I
chuckled nervously.
"You wouldn't have any big hang-ups then?"
"I guess not. Why?" I chuckled, the mystery of her line of questioning getting to me.
"It's just this, baby. I belong to a group of very sexy, liberated young women in this
town who believe in swapping dogs for kicks. We meet at each other's pads on
scheduled days, bring our dogs, and have a blast fucking every which way with the
animals. Sometimes we make it with each other, too, which is okay, since most of the
chicks are plenty groovy. So the reason why I was asking you all those personal
questions was to find out if you'd be interested in joining our group."
"This is all kind of sudden, but it does sound interesting."
"And it's a lot more interesting in reality than it could ever sound. Just give it a try. In
fact, I'm expecting a call within the hour from Babs, a friend of mine with two beautiful
Dobermans. If the coast is clear and her old man's not around then we've got a date
over at her place." She' took me into the den, where she fixed us Scotch on the rocks:
As we sipped and talked the phone rang. Susan picked it up and conversed with Babs,
the gal from whom she had been expecting the call.
"Then you're waiting for me. Yes, and for Eric," Susan said. "That's great. Say, I have a
friend who's interested in joining our little group. Sure she's gorgeous. You don't think
I'd associate with her otherwise, do you? That's right. Yes, we can make it there within
the hour. Oh, that sounds unbelievably nasty. Great, great. See you then."
A joyous smile broke out on Susan's face as she put the receiver back down in its
cradle.
"She said she'll make sure things are good and nasty," she exclaimed.
"And I'm invited?"
"Sure, after the build-up I gave you Babs is really looking forward to meeting you."
"When are we leaving?"
"Right away, honey. All three of us. We'll knock 'em dead."
"I hope we can finish our drinks."
"Of course. We're not in that big a hurry."
A tense feeling surfaced in my stomach as I finished my drink. Doing something new,
especially when it came to sex, always seemed to make me nervous. Usually later I
would be happy that I want ahead and did whatever it was that had made me nervous,
but for the time being, until I got acclimated, it would be tough.
Susan suggested we take quick showers to get the sweat off our bodies and to make
ourselves generally more presentable to Babs and her party, which I was more than
happy to do.
I felt alive when I came out of the shower, and an even greater one when Susan fondly
kissed my lips.
The nervousness declined after her kiss. I felt that with Susan near me nothing she
could ever lead me into could ever be wrong or embarrassing. Just stimulating fun!


Chapter 5

Bab's place rested high atop a hill just above Sunset Boulevard in Pacific Palisades.
"Nice little dump, huh?" Susan grinned as she pulled her Cadillac into the circular
driveway.
"Gosh, this is even bigger than your pad."
'That's cause her old man makes more than mine does."
"I didn't think anybody made more than your old man."
"Neither did I, till I met Babs," Susan laughed.
We got out of the car, letting Eric out of the back seat, then walked to the front door.
Susan rang the doorbell, producing an elaborate sound of chimes.
A few seconds later Babs was standing in the doorway wearing a broad smile and very
little else. Her beautiful body was clad in the skimpiest silver bikini I had ever seen. It
stopped just short of showing her twat, but gave one a perfect outline of her tits and
hips, both of which were extraordinary. She had sparkling blonde hair, a stunning ivory
complexion, and deep blue eyes. Babs didn't look to be any more than twenty-five, and
as gorgeous a woman as I'd ever laid eyes on. Just one quick look and I wanted to fuck
her.
"Come in, folks," she graciously held the door open for us. "I kicked all the servants
out, gave them all the afternoon off. They probably know about what's in store, but
who cares."
Babs paid immediate attention to Eric, bending over and kissing him, which made him
instantly jump up on his hind legs and bury his paws against Babs.
Susan finally got around to introducing me to our hostess. She gave me a warm smile
and said:
"You know, you're cute."
"Thank you. So are you."
"Then I guess we'll get along just fine."
"I'm sure we will."
Babs offered us a drink, but Susan expressed a desire to go right into the bedroom to
see what was happening.
"Oh, are you ever gonna dig what I've got in store for you," Babs looked at both of us
and said.
"I can't wait any longer. Show us the way," Susan said.
A few seconds later we were in the most ornate bedroom I had ever seen in my life. It
was made all the more impressive by the giant mirrors that surrounded the walls.
But what seized my interest immediately were the two handsome gray Dobermans that
were resting side-by-side on the rug.
"Jack, Princess, go to work," Babs firmly commanded.
At Babs' command the two dogs jumped quickly to their feet, eyeing each other. Their
tongues hung out as they continued looking at each other. Then Jock, the male, began
to bark. His dick was long and hard, ready for action.
The longer that Jock's tongue hung out the more he began to salivate. And as he
salivated he became enchanted with the smell of Princess. His nose readily picked up
her scent as he smelled her behind. She wore a proud look, one of a female who is
perfectly aware of her charms and how to use them.
Jock busily sniffed around her ass for the next few minutes, then went to work on her
hot asshole with his tongue, letting it suck profusely as he brought every bit of
passionate energy to bear.
I couldn't help but get horny over the sight of a handsome Doberman making love to a
beautiful Doberman female. As tongue made steady contact with asshole I found my
own body twitching.
I looked over next to me and saw that I was anything but alone. Babs was undoing the
straps of her skimpy bikini. First she pulled off the top, letting her tits fall free, then the
bottom, upon which I could see her golden thatched mound.
As Susan's eyes remained riveted on what was going on with the passionate dogs she
began undressing. She noticed my eyes on her, turning and saying:
'Take your clothes off, honey. Let "it all hang out."
"Yeah, just like me," Babs winked.
After Susan got her clothes off she began working her fingers around her snatch, which
Babs had been doing since shortly after removing her bikini. The dogs provided them
with the same kind of impetus that I felt by watching them.
I peeled off my clothes and, inspired by their example, began playing with my twat as
Jock continued showing Princess how much he liked her.
I got so hot I could hardly stand it as I watched the hot saliva trickle off the end of
Jock's tongue and into Princess' ass.
Then Jock suddenly pursued a new tactic. He let his already aroused tongue loose on
Princess' twat, pursuing it hotly, letting it fly with enthusiasm. The three of us
immediately stepped up the pace of our finger movements on our cunts when we
observed what was going on.
Jock was in heat, determined to taste Princess, picking up the scent of her femaleness
and pushing forward with all he had. Back and forth his hot tongue vibrated as Princess
threw her head back and enjoyed every beautiful stroke.
"Go get her, Jock," Babs called with enthusiasm.
Her cheerleading seemed to have an effect. It appeared that Jock stepped up the pace
after that, stoutly determined to taste his lover. A few seconds later I saw the juice bolt
out of Princess' twat and into Jock's mouth.
"Can that dog ever suck pussy," Babs shook her head, taking in both Susan and myself.
"I've got a hunch he's only starting," Susan exclaimed.
"Oh, he is," Babs nodded. "Just watch."
"You couldn't tear me away from this for anything," I said.
As if he was perfectly well aware of everything we were saying, Jock began barking as
he looked frozenly at Princess, getting ready to charge forward anew.
Suddenly he charged her from behind, gasping as his tongue hung out as he attempted
to mount her. He gasped and sputtered momentarily, but eventually he found his way
inside, pushing his hard red rock-hard dog knot into her.
I almost swooned as I watched that knot lock inside her as he rocked back and forth, in
and out, delivering flaming thrusts of desire to her anxious cunt.
"What a man," I exclaimed.
"Wait till you see him finish her off," Babs said.
That prick continued thundering relentlessly inside Princess as she took every
penetrating thrust, every inspiring inch. He continued driving himself zealously until I
saw the hot juice bolt out of him and inside her flaming snatch.
After we exploded we took our fingers out of our cunts.
"How'd you like that?" Babs asked me with a smile, proud of her dogs.
"Very good," I confirmed.
A mystery had been cleared up. I had wondered why Eric had been kept in another
room. Now I knew. Babs hadn't wanted to create anymore confusion at any one time
than we could tolerate. First she wanted to give the Doberman lovers a chance to make
it.
Now that they had made it, it was time to let handsome Eric into the show. The idea
was expressed by Babs at that point.
'Think I'll go get our lover Eric," she said, getting up and walking into the living room,
where we had left him.
"You always have been hot for him," Susan said.
"Why shouldn't I be?" she winked.
The Dobermans looked at us with intense curiosity. Jock in particular way paying close
attention to Susan.
"Looks like you've got something going with Jock," I said.
"We're friends from way back," she nodded.
"Intimate friends?"
"What else?"
"I might have known."
A few seconds later Babs made a triumphal return with Eric.
"Now I hope we're all ready for action," Babs said. "I know that I am, anyway."
"What she means is that she'll take on Eric, while we get to have fun with Jock and
Princess."
We watched as Babs spread her beautiful body out on one side of the enormous triple
bed surrounded on all sides by mirrors. She opened her legs slowly, allowing her cunt
to show. Eric, ready as always, jumped into bed with his tongue hanging out.
Eric went immediately to work on her ass, sniffing and licking, getting her ready for
cunt licking.
"C'mon, let's get our little show on the road," Susan exclaimed, winking at me.
The two Dobermans continued staring at us as we sprawled out on the other side of the
bed. We began just like Babs had, showing our cunts, looking as enticing as possible.
Princess went after Susan, burying her tongue in Susan's cunt eagerly, slurping with
dedication, determined to drain her dry of juice.
While that was happening Jock, with a hellfire look in his eyes, came toward me with a
passion. He wasn't out to lick. He was out for something else, as I found out soon
enough.
That hard dong of his looked so fetching that I felt compelled to reach out and touch it.
Naturally it was warm and hard, which whetted my appetite for action.
"You're a sexy looking guy," I winked.
He picked up on my message, rolling that long red tongue of his all the way around his
mouth. It was plain to see what both of us were angling toward.
I rolled over on my back while he looked me up and down, rolling his head with
anticipation, pleased by what he was seeing. The longer I looked at that handsome face
and body the more anxious I became to be fucked by him.
Slowly I spread my legs, giving him an inviting target between them. I could already
feel that hot meat forcing its way inside my love nest.
"My pussy, suck my pussy," I pointed animatedly toward my moist mound, eager to
have him lick me.
Jock plunged his head swiftly between my legs, not wanting to miss a good thing, after
spending a few times smelling me, letting his nose pick up the scent around my asshole,
then my cunt.
He liked the scent well enough to go to work on my cunt, letting that long red tongue
make its way sweepingly over my excited wetness. My ass flailed and trembled to the
hot rhythm his tongue was providing over my box as the sensations quickly multiplied
inside me.
"Oh, suck me, Jock, suck me, honey, I need you, I need you," I cried, overcome by his
movements.
Back and forth, up and down, that spirited tongue sucked, creating whirlpools of
adventure within me. He was determined to taste me, and from the way things were
rapidly building inside me, it wouldn't be long. My breath was heavy and my body
trembling with feverish passion under his brilliant tongue efforts.
"Oh, I can't take anymore," I finally gasped, feeling the sensations reach a crescendo,
"I'm gonna go, honey, I'm gonna go."
Then the warm juices spurted out of my snatch, only to be quickly devoured by Jock.
For the next few seconds we were both able to rest a little easier, but not by much, since
that hard cock in front of me continued looming appetizingly.
The longer my fingers explored up and down his dong the more passionately he would
look at me. It was obvious that I could have more action whenever I said the word.
I decided to bide my time a little, to let the tempo build gradually, before swinging back
into frenzied action. In the meantime I kept the handsome man of my dreams busy by
playing with his prick.
While we were having fun I noticed Susan continuing to get licked by Princess. For
awhile she would get it up the ass, then things would be abruptly switched to her pussy.
I looked at her body and noticed that it was shimmering with saliva, particularly around
the stomach and tits, which meant that Princess was spreading her tongue efforts
around.
Babs, in the meantime, was having a blast playing the voyeur, reclining in a chair and
watching us get our kicks with her two sexy dogs.
After I had pumped vigorously on Jock's prick for a few' minutes more, our kind
hostess had a suggestion for me.
"If you want the thrill of your life, sweetheart," she told me with a wide smile, "then
you'll let lover Jock do it to you dog style."
"You don't say," I nodded.
"I do say. Try it and see."
"Since you put it so strongly, I will."
"He's all man when he pokes that pecker inside you. You saw how he got on with
Princess."
"Yes I did."
"Well just turn that beautiful body of yours around and he'll take care of everything."
I got down on all fours, the excitement mounting within me as my heart started
pumping with greater rapidity. Babs just had to be right. He would give me as good a
screw as I could handle.
Jock started out stimulating me with his tongue, letting it slip and slide energetically
inside my ass. He stabbed with brisk effectiveness, causing my ass to sway back and
forth in accompanying tempo to his licks. The faster and more frequent my ass would
circulate, the more aroused his licking movements became.
He kept it up until I just had to move on to the next step. My clit was burning up from
the high grade ass lick he had provided. Now I savored more than ever before having
that big wonderful dick inside my snatch.
"Help him out a little, baby," Babs encouraged. "It doesn't take much. Just let him
know that you're ready."
I reached back and grabbed hold of his dagger dick, which was primed and ready to go
to work on me, pointing it in the direction of my blazing cunt. As I glided it in that
direction he caught on and shoved it forward .With a darting forward effort he entered
me, causing me to let out a gasp of elation. His prick felt warm and hard, just like I
knew that it would.
That angle was something tremendous. Here I was facing in the other direction, and
directly behind me I could hear the heavy breathing of Jock and feel his warmth inside
me. Let me tell you, it made me feel warm inside, warm and wonderful.
"Now he's really gonna fuck you, honey," Babs assured. "Talk to him a little like you
did before. Give him some of that sexy talk and you'll really get a thrill."
I got set, licked my lips with anticipation, then shouted:
"Fuck me, baby, I want you, fuck me good and hard."
He responded, barking several times, then driving his hard pole diligently into me. Jock
rocked back and forth spiritedly, letting that hot prick ram me, causing the sensations
to flow inside me. My cunt muscles tightened under his vigorous assault, which made
me feel so good all over.
"Drive it in me, fuck me, I want you," I gasped.
Jock did everything but drill holes in me, he was giving it to me that hard and fast. He
drove his dagger-like cock diligently, stepping up the tempo with every succeeding
thrust.
"Keep it up," I cried, "fuck me, fuck me, oh, oh, I want you, I want it, I love your fuck."
Just as Babs had confidently predicted, Jock loved the attention. All I had to do was talk
sexily and he would put everything he had into drilling my aroused cunt.
That dog was not only sexy. He possessed a good deal of control, timing his fucking
movements just right so he wouldn't go off too early. Since he was enjoying it just as
much as I was happy.
The pace continued at a fantastic clip as Jock pushed on, driving himself ever nearer an
explosion. Back and forth that dagger dick pushed and shoved and drove as I writhed
and gasped in delight.
Finally he flooded me with his hot juices. They felt so warm and alive, gushing so
flavorfully inside my hot snatch. The whole screw was a joy to behold, and still left me
horny for more.
"What a man," I looked over at Babs and exclaimed.
"That he is. You want a suggestion?"
"If it's anywhere near as good as the last one, let's hear it."
"This time let him shove that pecker into your ass. You've never had sodomy until he's
done it."
I paused and reflected on her suggestion. I didn't want to tell her, but I had only had
sodomy once in my entire life. That was on the second day of our Hawaiian
honeymoon, when, thoroughly overcome by the idea of having me all to himself in a
beautiful room, away from the rest of the world, he tore into my asshole until he shot. I
remember how badly it had hurt at first, but how I had gradually gotten accustomed to
it and had liked it in the end.
I wondered how tender my asshole would be, only having had sodomy once, and that
several years before. I was a little afraid to go all the way with Jock, but was at the same
time enchanted by Babs' words, which had been right on the money before. That cunt
fuck dog style was about the best screw I had ever had, even including goddamned Ned
at his best, which would be a cruel blow to his mammoth ego.
Now it was a question of whether I should go all the way with sexy Jock, to let his hot
prick limb inside unfamiliar territory, an asshole that didn't miss being a virgin by all
that much.
"All you've gotta do is wiggle that ass, he'll take care of the rest," Babs smiled, making
the. whole thing sound so tantalizing that I couldn't possibly resist.
I followed her suggestion, wiggling my ass. He picked up the cue quickly, running his
tongue around my asshole, just as he had done before he fucked my cunt.
The concentrated licking continued for a few minutes. Then I was eager to see if a hot
poker up my asshole would be as stimulating as Babs assured it would be. Babs was
sitting on the edge of her chair watching the action. Eric, always unpredictable, had
fallen asleep at her feet, apparently content that he had gotten in more than his share of
fucking for the occasion. On the other side of the huge bed Susan had reversed her role
with Princess. The passionate Doberman had done a thorough job of tongue bathing
her, so now Susan had turned around and was sucking Princess' cunt eagerly.
"Just reach out and guide his prick a little, honey," Babs instructed. "He'll take over
from there."
I reached out and grabbed that hard, warm rod. I was on my hands and knees, in dog
fuck position. I worked his prick in the direction of my asshole. He barked several
times, began breathing heavily, and next thing I knew he stabbed it high into my ass.
At first I let out a scream, since the hot stabbing sensation did hurt. But even through
the pain there was a feeling of excitement that remained. Coming into contact with that
exciting dong was enough to send chills radiating through me.
That first hot stab set the tone of our screw. From there on it was no holds barred, with
Jock taking over effectively, pushing his hot prick in and out, driving it zealously up my
ass.
The first few times the pain was so intense that I had to cry out, but eventually, just like
the time my husband had done it to me on our honeymoon, the pleasure overtook the
pain. I grew accustomed to the hot driving strokes he would shove into me.
I began to anticipate the driving thrusts, and would let my ass flutter and shove back so
that it would meet his forward efforts head-on. My cunt began to tingle with a sense of
adventure, catching the excitement that was focalized in my asshole.
Finally I put my fingers to work on my snatch, combining the erotic thrills my ass
received from his darting movements along with my own finger efforts. It seemed the
natural thing to do under the circumstances, what with the thrills my ass derived from
his driving efforts.
That dog had limitless energy, and all of it was being expended right then on my hot
ass as his prick continued driving back and forth, pushing with determination.
My fingers moved as briskly as his cock did. The double sensations were just too much
to take for very long. I heaved a sigh and shot my wad while he continued driving
frenziedly inside my ass.
Jock picked up the scent of my pussy explosion and pushed forward with even greater
urgency than before. Now he was a dog with a mission, determined to fulfill maximum
pleasure by going off.
I could feel that hot dick piercing through the thin membrane of my asshole as he
stepped up his efforts, screwing faster than before, hot on the heels of orgasm.
At long last I felt it, the hot juice being sprayed inside my ass. My whole body excitedly
trembled in spontaneous reaction to his final stab, in which the hot stream was let
loose' inside me.
He pulled his satisfied prick out of my asshole, then moved quickly out in front of me,
licking my face in appreciation.
"Aren't you the nice guy," I reached out and kissed him, throwing my arms around
him.
Over on the other side of the bed Susan, her body sweaty and looking more than a little
tired, was casually petting Princess, who was lying next to her. They had drained
themselves of their energy with a great fuck just as Jock and I had.
"Eric and I did it so fast that I'm ready for another go," Babs suddenly exclaimed.
In thinking back, actually she was right. I had been so preoccupied by my own action
that I was barely aware of anything else going on, but it was true that Babs was
screwing passionately with Eric one minute, then the next it was all over and she was
watching Susan and myself, playing the role of the voyeur while Eric went to sleep
beneath her.
Now she was ready for more action, at a time when Susan and I were ready to get some
rest. Now we would have the opportunity to play voyeur roles as Eric and Babs grabbed
center stage.
Babs rolled over into the center of the bed, rolling her ass and letting her gorgeous body
sprawl out as Eric quickly leaped on the scene, making one quick jump into bed with
her.
Her arms were trembling with excitement as Babs grabbed a hold of Eric, pulling him
downward toward her. She kissed him passionately as he licked her back in return. Her
tongue worked inside his mouth as they Frenched.
She broke their kiss, twisting her ass suggestively, pointing down toward it to give Eric
the right idea. His tongue went to work on her asshole with the same kind of spirited
dedication that Jock had shown with me.
Eric kept slurping away at her ass until Babs couldn't take anymore. Then she grabbed
him by the dick and inserted his hot penis inside her cunt. I watched his hard dong
lock inside her. He went to work spiritedly, his flaming prick driving relentlessly.
Apparently the brief nap that Eric had received sleeping at Babs' feet was just the ticket
to get him aroused for more action. I watched his prick drive in and out of her vagina,
and saw his testicles slap against her ass cheeks as she sighed.
"Fuck me, baby, explode in me," she shouted desperately, barely able to withstand the
excitement Eric was providing her.
The hot jissum finally spurted inside her joy hole, causing her to sigh with relief. But
one sigh of relief did not mean that she was through.
Her fingers went immediately to work on Eric's cock and nuts. She was determined to
get some more action.
"You're so hot, so beautiful," she sighed, "and you're gonna fuck me again. That's what
you're gonna do."
This time she wanted to go the oral route. Once her fingers had stimulated Eric into a
state of great exhilaration Babs put her tongue to work bobbing up and down on his
prick.
She teased his testicles by running her fingers gently over them as the tongue moved up
and down speedily on his hot stick. It didn't take much in the way of passionate licking
before he exploded in her mouth. A smile of delight filled her face as she drank every
drop.
Now Babs was finished with Eric, patting him on the head. Then she looked over at me,
then Susan, remarking:
"I'll ditch the dogs in the den. Then we can have some fun."
That one sentence was enough to send blazing flames of heat circulating through my
cunt. As I said earlier, Babs was as beautiful a woman as I'd seen in my life, and the
thought that maybe she wanted to fuck with me excited me to no end.
As she tiptoed out of the room with the dogs trailing her, I turned to Susan and said:
"Does she wanna make it with us?"
"Babs digs it every which way, baby, especially with dogs and dames. Once in awhile
men."
"What does her husband think of that?"
"Oh, she gives it to him enough to keep him happy. But she'd much rather make it
with somebody like you. Can't you tell?"
"No, not really."
"Then you've still got plenty to learn," Susan chuckled. "She wanted to fuck you the
second she laid eyes on you, but figured that we should all go the dog route first.
Wait'll you ball with her."
"If it's anything like making it with you then it'll be something."
"It's very much like making it with me," she nodded.
Several seconds later Babs was back. Her ivory body shimmered as her hypnotic blue
eyes sucked me in.
"Let's get a shower," she winked at Susan as she let her right hand trail up and down
my thigh several times.
I couldn't take my eyes off her enchanting body as we walked into the bathroom. She
turned on the shower and regulated the water until it was comfortably warm.
"Let's get in," Babs smiled, pinching my ass.
Susan and I got into the tub with her. Babs immediately picked up a bar of soap and
rammed it high up into my asshole, goosing me, taking me by surprise as I lunged
forward.
While Babs continued running the soap in and out of my ass, supplying me with
beautiful sensations, Susan moved forward and cupped her fingers ever so firmly, ever
so invitingly, over Babs' lovely white tits.
Babs put the left hand, the one that wasn't goosing my ass with a bar of soap, effectively
to work on Susan's cunt, which she massaged vigorously with spirited probing
movements.
There was so much hanky-panky going on in that tub that it seemed to take forever for
us to get through with our showers. After Babs had delighted herself goosing my ass,
she switched to Susan's equally hot ass. And while that was going on I stepped forward,
putting one hand to work rubbing and pinching Babs' ass and the other hand playing
with her hot tits. It took us a long time to get out of that shower, and when all of us
were steamed up, we were ready to proceed to bedroom action.
I got a huge thrill out of taking a firm white towel and briskly drying Babs lovely form.
I felt like pepper between the legs by the time I was through.
My whole body was tingling with excitement as we went back to the bedroom. Our
bodies were clean and fragrant, and Babs had been wise enough to sprinkle perfume
over them, making all of us smell all the sexier.
Babs clasped my tits in her fingers, running them smoothly over them as her tongue
worked its way inside my mouth. While that was happening Susan's tongue plunged
against the voluptuous cleavage that separated Babs' breasts.
If anything we were hornier now than before the dog screwing, which showed how sexy
we were. Maybe some people would have been ready to quit by then, but we were just
beginning.
Babs switched her fingers dramatically from my tits to my ass, letting them run over the
firm folds of flesh. Susan in the meantime was gnawing at Babs' nipples, which caused
her to gasp with erotic delight.
Finally I couldn't hold back. I just had to taste Babs. My dyes were locked on her hot
box, staring at the golden hairs that surrounded her twat. My tongue went eagerly to
work on her snatch, flipping back and forth hungrily, desiring to taste her.
Babs reacted to my passionate onslaught like an old pro, twisting her body until she
wrapped her legs sexily over my shoulders. Feeling the beautiful contact with her legs
made me all the more enthusiastic to eat her.
While my tongue was busily tearing up her pussy lining, Susan got into the act,
pushing her head between my legs and into my muff, swarming all over me, letting her
tongue dart in and out of my box.
Now the mad suck was on, and it wouldn't end until both Babs and I shot. Babs went
off first, and I followed a few minutes behind.
"Now which one of you ladies is gonna suck me off?" Susan then asked with an
inquiring smile.
"I will," Babs sprang quickly to the rescue, burying her head between Susan's legs.
"Oh, that' feels so good," Susan purred. Then she looked over at me and added: "You
Can help out, too. Suck on my tits, sweetie."
I went passionately to work on her tits while Babs was making the fish scene between
her legs.
It felt good to grab hold of those beautiful ivories, to suck on them, to nibble on them,
to enjoy passionate sensations. I loved every delightful second of it.
Finally Susan shot, which meant that all of us had been taken care of, and felt much
better for it.
"So how do you like making the scene with me?" Babs looked at me and asked
smilingly.
"You're beautiful. I love it."
"Same here, baby," she winked, squeezing my tits. "I think we're gonna be seeing a lot
more of each other."
"I know we are."
"We do make a lovely threesome, if I do say so myself," Susan stepped between us with
a grin, throwing one arm around me and the other around beautiful Babs.
"Yes, and with out dogs thrown in we're unbeatable," I added.
"Speaking of the dogs, why don't we go into the den and see how they're doing," Babs
suggested.
We walked into the den and found them getting along famously. Or perhaps fucking
famously would be more accurate. Eric was tearing the hell out of Princess' cunt,
ramming it into her from behind so hard and fast that I got both envious and horny
watching them. As for Jock, he was contenting himself smelling around Princess' ass.
"Look at that Eric fuck," Babs slapped her knee happily. "What a man that guy is."
"He's taking on quite a woman," Susan said. "I ought know, after the job she did on
my cunt."
"And don't be modest," Babs said. "You did a fantastic job on her cunt too."
We watched Eric finish the job. No sooner did he turn loose than Jock went
immediately to work.
"This is a pretty sexy household," Susan laughed. "Everybody's fucking every which
way."
"Isn't that what makes life beautiful?" I said.
"You bet your sweet ass it is," Babs chuckled, patting my ass for good measure.
Jock was letting his big cock rip at that point. We watched at attention until he finished.
Susan and I were spellbound, in limbo, when we left a few minutes afterwards. If that's
what dog and girl swapping would do for me, I was all for more of it. And Eric was
very bit as happy about things as we were.


Chapter 6

Two days after my romping session at Babs' I started getting extra horney again.
Goddamned Ned wasn't much help, spending most of his time away from home, no
doubt fucking other broads.
I liked the idea of getting not only Susan practically anytime that I wanted her, but
other chicks and dogs as well. The more lousy Ned stayed away the greater the desire I
got to play the field.
When Ned didn't come home by five the day that I was getting extra horney I decided
I'd drive over to Susan's and take her by surprise. I wanted to fuck both her and Eric,
and perhaps other friends she would steer me to.
What really burned me that day was that I had taken great pains to prepare a
scintillating steak dinner for Ned, hoping to do something that would make him happy
and fill him with protein, so that he would want to fuck me later.
When he didn't show up I blew the place, driving over to Susan's. I knocked on the
door and got a surprise. It wasn't Susan that answered. It was her husband Gil.
His eyes were bloodshot and blurred and his hair mussed up, but somehow it all
seemed to make him look sexier in a weird way, kind of like the way that Brando
looked so damned sexy with his ripped T-shirt and all in "A Streetcar Named Desire."
In Gil's case he wasn't even wearing a T-shirt. All he had on was a pair of dress slacks
that I assumed he had worn to work that morning. He stood barefoot and bare-chested
with a drink in his hand, giving me a wild smile.
"What a pleasant surprise," he began softly and slowly, slurring his words a little.
"Hello, Gil." I stopped short suddenly, not knowing what to say.
"Won't you come in," he held the door open for me and bowed cordially.
"Thank you."
"I was just getting ready to fix another martini. Now I'll make it a pair."
"I'd like that."
"Sit down and make yourself comfortable," he winked suggestively.
He was back in a jiffy with a couple extra potent martinis. Even one was enough to
register an impact on me, which was just what he wanted. Actually I wanted it as well.
"To what do I owe this pleasant surprise?" he inquired as he sprawled out next to me
on the sofa, eyeing my body carefully.
"I was just in the neighborhood and... well, I wondered how Susan was doing."
"Susan's going fine, and you know something – she's probably more sober than I am
right now."
"That's good to know," I laughed.
After his eyes explored my body awhile his fingers seemed to automatically take over as
he slid them up and down my legs.
"It's so much easier to have funsies when you're wearing a mini," he laughed. "Thank
goodness for the guy who invented them."
"Where is Susan?"
"Oh, she's at her psychiatrist's. She oughta be back anytime now. At least she'd better,
what with this son of a bitch charging so much an hour at all. I know she's got a few
hang-ups, but who the hell doesn't?"
"Why's she going to a psychiatrist anyway?"
"Beats me," he shrugged. Gil worked his exploring fingers inside my blouse and played
with my tits, squeezing and rubbing, sending sensations reeling through me. "No, she's
got a reason. We're living in an expensive place in an expensive area of town, so she
needs her status symbol just like her other housewife friends. She needs to be able to
compare notes, after all, and I'd be a cruel bastard if I deprived her of that privilege,
wouldn't I?"
"I guess so."
"I'd never hear the end of it. Hell, I'm probably better off this way. If she wasn't
spending my money on this she'd be spending it on something else. But let's not talk
about her, baby. Let's have ourselves a little fun, and if she walks in on us, then we'll
just surprise her." Right then he cupped a firm handful of breasts, which he fondled.
Then he let his lips press fervently against mine. They pressed hard and fast, and while
they remained pressed he ran his fingers smoothly through my hair. The guy could
make love drunk or sober.
"Let's make it into the bedroom," he finally whispered into my ear.
"I'm with you," I winked.
Once he got me into the bedroom he was all animal, which was the only way I'd have
it. He tore my clothes off vigorously, stopping at certain intervals to kiss my navel, my
armpits, or my tits.
"I've gotta have you, I've just gotta," he gasped.
"I'm here for the taking."
"That's good."
"Oh, fuck me, honey," my body twisted involuntarily as his fingers played with my
nipples.
"You're so soft and warm, so beautiful."
"Fuck me, honey, fuck me."
"You'll get a fuck okay."
He stabbed an eager finger high up into my ass. The sensation caused me to initially
gasp, then squirm. It felt wildly erotic.
"Oh, do you know how to please a girl," I exclaimed, running my fingers up and down
the base of his cock.
Gil's tongue came vibrantly alive as he let it slide nimbly around my red-tipped breast
petals. I watched the saliva roll off my skin, happy that he craved me so, eager to go all
the way with him.
He pushed his head suddenly upward, letting his tongue close in on my ear lobes,
which he kissed passionately. He shoved his tongue up inside my left ear, letting it flail
wildly until I let out a huge sigh.
"Keep it up, ooooohhh, keep it up," my body instinctively vibrated to his happy tune, a
tongue tune that was driving me to the brink of unrestrained enjoyment.
Knowing that I was getting carried away stimulated him all the more in his efforts.
After slapping me on the ass several times tenderly he switched his tongue movements
from my left to my right ear, giving that equal treatment. His itchy fingers then closed
in eagerly on my breasts, which he always found enchanting. While the fingers were
working eagerly he let his fiery tongue slip inside my open mouth. Our tongues locked
while his fingers continued playing with my boobs. My breath became heavy and my
hips rocked back and forth at a feverish clip.
"Play with my pussy, baby," I whispered hoarsely after breaking a long French kiss. "I
wanna feel those fingers in my snatch. You can do it. you can give me beautiful
sensations."
"For you, baby, the sky's the limit," he said, patting my ass cheeks reassuringly.
He looked into my face, which was reddening from all the adventure, and went to
work. Once again my tongue found its way inside his hot mouth just as his fingers
entered my furry mound. My moist pussy itched for contact with his fingers just like
my tongue begged for contact with his mouth.
But the sensations were coming so fast and furiously, and I was getting so turned on,
that I had to move on to something else, otherwise I'd "be orgasming without direct
contact. I hungered for the touch of his tongue inside my mound.
"Oh, Gil suck my cunt," I begged, "go down on my snatch, I need it, I really need it."
"I'm always ready to go inside that sweet cunt," he assured me.
His hands gripped my tender legs tightly as his head dropped between them. His
tongue went to work speedily right from the start as it penetrated inside my snatch. He
started out by nibbling effectively at my clitoris, then parted my pussy lips with sharp,
energetic stabs which left me gasping and reeling. I was like a real bitch in heat, every
bit as horny as lovely bitch Princess bad been when she got it from Jock two days
before.
"Ooooooohhhhhhh, what a cunt licker," I sighed. "Run that tongue over me.
Oooooohhhhhhhh, I want it, I want it, I love you, suck me, oooohhhhh, do it to me."
With a spirited sense of adventure his hot red tongue darted around inside my snatch,
filling me with excitement. Finally the juice shot out of me and into his waiting mouth.
"Do I ever feel relieved," I said as he looked at me after finishing the job.
"I'll bet you do. My tongue enjoys what it tasted. It was even better than the martini."
"That's quite a compliment," I grinned, "considering that you make the martini."
"It was meant to be."
"You're so sweet."
"You know how you could make me real happy?"
"Just say the word, honey," I said.
"By giving junior here some action."
He held junior up for me to see. You guessed it. He was talking about his hard prick,
which never looked more delicious. After the fantastic cunt suck he gave me I owned
him some beautiful action.
"What do you want me to do with it?" I smiled as I reached out and jerked on it several
times.
"You're on the right track."
"Isn't that something."
"Oh, yes it is. Keep it up. Aaahhhh, I love it."
"This is just the beginning."
"I love that even more."
I tickled his balls and stepped up the action in the prick movement action, running my
fingers up and down the base of his long dick, which was begging for action.
"Oh, I want inside your cunt. I wanna fuck you," he said hungrily.
"Then be my guest, baby."
I parted my legs widely, seeking to give him as much room as he needed, awaiting his
first stab.
I didn't have to wait long, as it turned out. He thrust forward with great vigor and
shoved his prick inside my nest, probing diligently, driving for all he was worth.
"Oh, you're in me, I love it," I said.
"Yeah and that's where I plan to stay for awhile."
"Oh, I'll love that. Kiss me, darling."
As I reached up and played with his hairy chest he lowered his head quickly and let his
lips plunge against mine. They remained locked for several breathless seconds as his
body continued rocking back and forth, driving his prick furiously.
I started purring like a kitten as Gil kept shoving his beautiful shaft around my itchy
cunt. It was at times like these that I was grateful I did my exercises faithfully and went
to the gym three days a week, since it enabled me to keep my cunt tight, to where it
would be perfect for fucking. Hell, if goddamned Ned didn't want to give it to me when
I wanted it then I'd go out and find somebody who would. It wasn't all that hard.
He broke our kiss, then shoved his forefinger into my asshole, letting it twist around.
His movements were so skillful that soon he had my whole body reacting. Back and
forth he stabbed as my ass and hips vibrated in perfect tune.
The longer he played with my ass the more turned on he got. His shaft buried itself
resolutely in my moist mound. He was starting to gasp noticeably. I recognized the
signs. He was getting ready to orgasm.
"You're getting close," I exclaimed.
"Yes I am."
"Fuck me in my cunt."
"That's just what I intend to do."
"Kiss me again."
"Oh, darling."
This time it was a passionate French kiss that lasted even longer than our previous lip
kiss had. My tongue swirled against his. I could taste his saliva and feel his hot breath
as he kept on rocking up and down, screwing me with all he had.
After he took his finger out of my asshole he let his fingers grip my ass cheeks tightly,
giving him extra support for the home stretch, that exciting period preceding orgasm.
I decided to give him one extra thrill as he removed his tongue from my mouth and
kept driving his shaft home hard and fast. I reached out and tickled his balls, which
caused him to gasp, then smile.
"You know just what to do to make a guy happy," he grinned.
"At least one guy."
"This guy's damned happy."
"So is this girl. Oh, those sensations."
"I won't stop till I've shot."
"That'll be pretty soon."
"Real soon," he acknowledged firmly with a nod.
He sputtered and gasped as he whipped his hot dick in to me with resolute skill. My
legs trembled excitedly. There was an orgasm of my own on the way and it was just a
question of whether it would coincide with his or not.
My cunt shot at the same point that his big prick did. I let out a sigh of exhilaration as
I felt the hot white juice bolt inside me, giving me a wonderful feeling of liberation.
"You really know how to work that pecker," I laughed
"I hope that means I can do it again sometime."
"If you don't I'll be offended."
We relaxed next to each other, talking frivolously, catching our breath before going
back for more.
Our quiet revery was suddenly interrupted by the loud bark of Eric, who spurted
suddenly into the room. I looked up and saw him peeing hungrily into my eyes.
"How in hell did you get in here?" Gil scolded him mildly. "I thought I left you
outside."
"He's a big boy and found his way inside."
"Apparently so," Gil nodded.
Gil had a slightly perplexed look on his face as he observed the way that Eric was
staring at me with his tongue out. At the moment I was a perfectly vulnerable target,
what with my legs open and lying nude on the bed.
Before either Gil or I had a chance to say or do anything Eric made his move jumping
up on the bed and going for my ass, which he licked with brisk, aroused strokes.
"What the hell's going on here?" a startled Gil sprang suddenly upward, standing stiffly
next to the bed and looking down on the sight unfolding below him.
Eric remained undaunted by Gil's excited tones, sniffing and licking my ass, which felt
good. I had been fucked by Gill, and was about to get it from Eric.
My feelings were mixed, however, in that it appeared that Gil was upset by what was
going on. His face was flushed and his lips trembled as he watched Eric continue to
suck out my ass.
Then Gil really got a jolt. Eric, not wanting to delay things anymore, promptly
mounted me, letting his hard dog-dong lock inside me.
Then he went to town with effective forward strokes, giving me all the action I could
handle.
"Fuck me, Eric baby," I cried, "I want you, do it, honey, fuck me, I love you, I love
you."
"I just don't believe this," Gil shook his head, looking at us aghast. "That's not a man
fucking you, Melinda, that's our dog."
"Yes. isn't he beautiful?" I said.
"You've got to be kidding," he grimaced.
"Not at all."
"Didn't I give you enough action?"
"Sure you did, honey. It's nothing against you," I explained. "It's just that I happen to
dig this handsome guy, too."
As Gil stood there with his mouth open watching Eric plunge his dagger dick in and
out of my aroused pussy more fireworks surfaced. I thought I heard a door slam, but
was so busy getting screwed by Eric that I didn't really care. Well, a few seconds later a
grinning Susan was standing in the room after making a surprise entrance.
"Well, well, we've got some action," she said.
"We sure do. Look at that," Gil pointed disgustedly at Eric and I.
"So what's wrong with a little fucking?"
"You're talking as crazy as they're acting."
"What's wrong, baby, didn't you get any?"
"Sure, I fucked her, but this just doesn't figure."
"Why not? Eric's a good fuck," Susan said calmly.
"Don't tell me you've been fucking him."
"As a matter-of-fact I have," I heard her admit. "I've been meaning to tell you about it."
"This is disgraceful," he shrieked.
No sooner did Gil get the angry words out of his mouth than horny Eric deposited a
hot load inside me, giving me a needed feeling of relief.
"I'm gonna chase that goddamned dog out of here," Gil growled.
"Not until I get in my licks," Susan said.
Gil looked more flabbergasted than ever as he watched Susan, fully clothed in a smart
purple pants suit, plunge into bed and grab Eric's always ready rod, which had just
exploded inside my cunt.
Poor Gil actually began to cry out of sheer frustration as his lovely wife went to work
hungrily on Erick's cock. She worked so fast that I knew she'd get him off with little
difficulty.
He exploded a few strokes later, whereupon a triumphant smile appeared on Susan's
face.
"That's what I call great sucking," she said.
"This is what I call a disgrace," Gil ranted. He led Eric out of the room. I heard the
back door close, meaning that Eric had been deposited once more in the backyard.
When Gil returned to the room his face was suffused with the anger he had managed to
partially suppress when Eric was in the room.
"What's the meaning of all this?" he asked Susan angrily.
"We're just a couple sexy gals who are out for a good time."
"But fucking dogs is just plain perverted."
"Oh balls. They've got cocks and shoot just like you men. You're damned conceited if
you think we've gotta confine ourselves strictly to you."
"I wondered about that dog. You seemed so close and all."
"I'm glad it's all out in the open."
"It sure as hell is. You dames are absolutely nuts."
"No, dear, just sexy," Susan smiled, never losing her composure. "Remember, you told
me that I oughta become sophisticated, not get bothered about things like you balling
other chicks. You ridiculed me and called me a prude then. Well, the shoe's on the
other foot and it looks like you're the prude."
"Oh shit," he barked, stalking out of the room angrily.
Susan was laughing for all she was worth as she watched him leave.
"Maybe I'd better get going," I suggested.
"Why?"
"I don't wanna get mixed up in any family squabble."
"Nonsense. Don't pay any attention to him. I want you to stay."
"That's good."
She threw her arms around me. It felt good to have my bosom rubbing against hers,
creating beautiful friction. Next thing I knew we were kissing passionately.
"Oh, I want you so," I said.
"You can have me."
"I came over to see you."
"And wound up fucking him," she nodded. "Well, that's okay, just as long as you're
willing to spread your affection around a little."
"I am, at least where you're concerned."
"That's good, my sweet."
We rolled around on the bed, reaching out and grabbing feels of each other, rubbing
and squeezing each other's tits and ass getting ourselves generally acclimated to fucking.
"I was so proud of you the way you turned on Babs."
"I hope I at least held my own."
"Did you ever. She can hardly wait to have you back."
Now we were lying across from each other, ready to assume sixty-nine position.
"Oh, your body's so beautiful," she exclaimed, running her fingers slowly around my
tits.
"So is yours."
"Then I guess we both like what we see."
We hungered for each other as our hands roamed over each other's body. Her skin was
so smooth and warm, soft and firm, a true delight to touch and behold.
Susan let her fingers roam over my ass, while I was letting mine loose on her lovely tits.
We rolled around on the bed like two animals in a blind heat, so aroused that they
didn't know precisely how to begin, since there were so many things they could have
done.
I reached over and sucked and nibbled on the end of her beautiful nipples, causing her
to smile with satisfaction.
"Very good," she nodded. "Now let's go down on each other."
"Just what I was getting ready for."
We started out by kissing each other's cunt, getting ourselves worked up enough to
begin licking. Our tongues flicked like mad, beating a steady crescendo over each
other's box.
At the rate we were going we couldn't hold out for long. We'd be orgasming shortly. It
was just a question of how long and how many times. We shot on target the first time,
then went immediately back to work.
Susan ended up shooting a grand total of three times before we were through, while I
made it twice. Gil had left the house angrily shortly after leaving the room, so that left
us free to do anything we chose.
"How'd you like to bring Eric in?" Susan suggested after we were through with our
sixty-nine fireworks.
"No, I'm bushed. Besides, I've gotta be going."
"Okay. How about meeting me tomorrow night for a party?"
"Where?"
"It'll start at a bar near here. A few of us girls will get together. We'll fuck each other
and our dogs. Loads of fun."
"I don't know. There's Ned to please."
"Tell Ned to go to hell. Doesn't he do as he pleases?"
"You know he does."
"Okay, then you're a sap if you don't do the same thing. That's the way I work it with
Gil. If he does as he pleases then I'll do the same thing. Turnabout is fair play."
"You know, you're right," I said after a long pause.
"Of course I am."
"And if this party's anything like the one at Babs' I just couldn't afford to miss out."
"There's never a dull moment in our group."
"Oh, I love you," I threw my arms around her and kissed her lips in gratitude. She was
making me see the light in a way that I hadn't since I met Ned. He had been successful
in pulling wool over my eyes for a long time, but now thanks to Susan, all that was
changing.
"You let that conceited son of a bitch you're married to know that you're a swinger in
your own right."
"You're right, I am," I smiled.
"I wouldn't love you if you weren't."
She kissed me. I kissed her back, You know, as tired as I'd thought I was, I went back
to work and took her on one more time. We did it sixty-nine style, enjoying it
thoroughly.


Chapter 7

It was the wildest looking bar I'd ever been in. Most of it was dark, except for the
psychedelic patterns that emanated from some overhanging lights. It also marked the
first time in my life that I was in a lesbian bar, but with my intimate friend Susan I
didn't mind.
Earlier that evening I had enjoyed perhaps the grandest triumph in my life, so naturally
I was in a good mood as we walked into the bar to meet two girlfriends of Susan's.
My good fortunes started off on a beautiful foot that night when Ned got home around
five thirty. He expected dinner to be ready, but got fooled. I hadn't done a damned
thing.
"Well what about dinner?" he had demanded.
"What about it?" I shrugged casually.
"Aren't you gonna fix it?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"I don't feel like it."
"What the hell's gotten into you?"
"Nothing, except that I don't feel like fixing dinner." I had made certain to keep my
voice at a soft even keel, while his was consistently rising. Keeping my cool was one
way to demonstrate curiosity.
"Look, let's stop the game playing and fix dinner."
"I said I'm not fixing it. And furthermore, I'm going out tonight."
"Oh, is that so," his eyes suddenly narrowed. "And just where are you going? "
"Out with Susan."
"That's nice. So what am I supposed to do?"
"Sit on your ass and do a slow burn for all I , care," I moved swiftly toward the front
door.
"You bitch, come back here."
I stopped right at the door, turning to face him.
"You'll get along," I grinned sarcastically. "You can do it. I know, cause I got along the
nights you stayed out, and if you can do it I guess I can do it. Goodbye."
"What the hell."
I slammed the door on him at that point, getting into my car and heading for Susan's.
You'll never know the amount of satisfaction I got from. that little spat. I finally had
put Ned in his place, just like Susan told me I should.
Now we were working our way through the packed bar toward some tables in the back.
I proved prime bait for the girls standing and sitting at the bar. Some would openly ask
me to fuck, others were more subtle, saying hi and giving me a big smile, while a few
were women of direct action, rubbing a leg against me or patting my ass.
'Things get pretty aggressive around here," I said to Susan.
"Yes they do. It's a good place to find some action."
"I wonder what would happen if a man came in here." The only male in the joint was
the bartender, a tired looking old guy with white hair.
"These dykes would beat the shit out of him," Susan laughed. "It's happened, believe
me it has. I've seen it."
I looked through the smoky haze and the darkness and observed two gals sitting at a
table trying to get Susan's attention, waving.
"Susan, over there," I pointed.
"Yes, those are our friends. Follow me."
A little tinge of nervousness was in my stomach as I followed Susan to the table. Things
started on a friendly note with each girl getting up from her chair and kissing Susan
flush on the mouth. It seemed strange until I realized that I wasn't in just any bar.
As Susan introduced me to them and I sat down, beginning to size them up, I had to
admit that once more my friend had done well by herself and by me. The dark-haired
girl was named Rhonda. She had a sparkling olive complexion and flawless features, an
absolute beauty. Lillian, a redhead, had sparkling brown eyes and the most thick ruby
red sensuous lips that I had ever laid eyes on. She also was a knockout.
Those girls didn't believe in playing around. No sooner did I start sipping my drink
than Rhonda reached over on one side of me and played with my tits while Lillian ran
her fingers up and down my leg.
"We believe in getting friendly fast," Rhonda winked.
"So I see," I said.
"You haven't seen anything yet," Lillian chimed in.
"She's right, you haven't," Susan laughed.
I finished my drink and discovered that I had to piss. I had had two drinks at Susan's
before we left.
"If you'll excuse me," I smiled, getting up.
"Hurry back now," Lillian grinned.
"I will," I promised.
I made it into the ladies' room. Fortunately there was nobody in there when I arrived.
For a second when I closed the door I thought about the possible consequences –
getting raped by some determined bull dyke built like a pro football linebacker.
Just as I was about to make it inside a stall the door opened. I held my breath
momentarily, then emitted a sigh of relief as I saw a smiling Rhonda coming my way.
"I just thought I'd act as your bodyguard, my dear," she explained. "No telling what
might happen to you in here."
"Thank you," I grinned.
"Don't mention it. I wouldn't think of letting anyone else get to you before I got the
chance."
Rhonda threw her arms around me and kissed my lips. I tensed, then stepped back. She
had taken me strictly by surprise. I wondered how far she was planning to go.
"You don't have to be afraid of me, Melinda," she assured. "I don't wanna hurt you,
just make love to you."
I stood against the wall as she reached under my dress and ran her fingers exploringly
until she reached my snatch. Diligently she let her fingers roam inside my panties and
against my cunt.
"I'll have this moist in no time," she assured.
Rhonda proved her point with just a few brisk movements, which had me gasping and
giggling against the wall.
"Doesn't that feel good?" she asked.
Rhonda's trembling hands backed me away from the wall and toward one of the toilet
stalls.
"Might as well have a little privacy," she winked.
She closed the tiny door behind us, then went immediately to work stripped me.
"What a body, what a beautiful body," she murmured as her fingers worked briskly. "I
knew it would look good, I knew it would be this good."
Rhonda let my panties slip down to my ankles as she put her fingers to work toying
with my snatch. She began with slow, methodical strokes, gradually building to a brisk
pace.
"Nice, so nice," she whispered.
She got me so hot and trembling between my legs that I could hardly stand it. Then
Rhonda slipped her head between my legs and went effectively to work, letting her
tongue move with just the right amount of force, just the right amount of speed, fast
but not too fast.
"Oh, that feels good," I gasped. "Keep it up, I love it."
Rhonda responded to the open encouragement, running the fingers of her right hand
up and down the side of my leg as her tongue continued manipulating itself all around
my moist snatch, which was coming ever closer to orgasm.
She kept right on pumping, letting her hand roam up and down my leg, causing me to
gasp and sputter with excitement, anticipating the big explosion that was on its way.
"Suck me, suck all of it out," I cried. "I want it, I wanna give you juice, oh, darling,
suck me, Rhonda."
Her movements became all the more swift as I moved closer to exploding. Now I was
gasping and writhing, showing my intense excitement, as she kept right on faithfully
sucking.
"Oh, this is it," I finally warned with a short gasp. "I'm gonna shoot, I'm gonna lose my
juices, oooooohhhhhh, that's it, finish me, suck, finish me off, Rhonda, I want it, I want
it."
Rhonda became a blurry object before me as the sweat trickled down both sides of my
face. I was on fire between my legs as she kept on licking with everything she had. I
thought I heard a door open and close somewhere but wasn't sure.
What brought me out of my blurry pre-orgasm haze was the act of shooting, which put
me into the clouds. Rhonda stayed with me every stroke of the way, taking in every
drop.
"Wonderful, wonderful," I gasped.
"Yes it was," a strange voice said.
I looked up and saw a tall, brown-haired woman in her thirties standing just behind
Rhonda, giving me a look of admiration, I recognized her. She was the most aggressive
of the women at the bar that I treaded through on my way to meet Rhonda and Lillian.
She wore slacks and was rather good looking, in a masculine sort of way. I remembered
how fervently she had clutched my butt as I moved past her, making it absolutely plain
how much she liked me.
"You're quite an eavesdropper, Kate," Rhonda looked at her and shook her head.
"I'm like you," Kate grinned, her eyes never leaving me. "I recognize a good thing when
I see it."
"That you do. So what are you gonna do?" Rhonda inquired. "You gonna rape her."
"No, not rape her," Kate laughed. "I just wanna make love to her."
She went into action at that point, taking up precisely where Rhonda had left off. Kate
was determined to get all the thrills possible, so she began by licking my ass
conscientiously after she pried my body into a weird angle so she could get to it.
Once that active tongue had warmed me up to where I had been before I shot my load
into Rhonda's mouth, she went to work on my slit, burying her hot tongue into it,
driving it with lightning rapidity, sending scores of thrills reeling through me.
Rhonda stood by and watched as Kate eagerly did her stuff. It didn't take me long to
shoot off in her.
"She tasted very good," Kate nodded.
"I know she does."
"I know you, You've always had good taste."
"That's why you followed me inside here."
"You'd better believe it, honey," Kate laughed.
Kate opened the toilet stall door and walked outside, returning with a huge purse in her
hand. She opened it and removed a huge plastic dildo.
"Look what I brought," she held it up for me to see. "This is just for you. I'm gonna
give you a little workout."
"You're always prepared," Rhonda shook her head.
"Why not?"
Kate quickly removed her slacks and panties, slipping on the dildo, which was pointed
directly out toward me as she moved forward. She warmed me up with a few kisses,
first on the lips, then on the mouth. Then it was time to really get down to business.
She parted my legs firmly with her fingers, then drove the cock tip into my cunt,
pushing in and out with all the expertise that any man could bring to bear.
My hips instinctively moved up and back to match her brisk pace as she drove the
instrument into me with fervent determination. Kate was an expert in every phase of
female loving, and right now I was her choice object as she made the most of her
chance.
She kept going until she was sweating and had to slow up a bit, due to plain old
tiredness. She finally pulled a plunger or something, causing some hot white liquid to
shoot out of the tip of the dildo and into my blazing cunt.
"Okay, now let me have a shot at her," Rhonda said anxiously.
"Be my guest."
"Isn't she tight?"
"Up-tight and out of sight."
Rhonda anxiously undid the dildo, taking it off of Kate and putting it on herself.
Rhonda went to work speedily, not wanting to waste any movements, thoroughly
inspired and turned on by the sight of Kate making it with me.
Rhonda went to work with a blinding passion, pouring all her desires into her
movements, working ever forward until she too pulled the plunger and let some surging
liquid spill into my snatch.
"Just watching you tow makes me want to start all over," Kate smiled.
"What do you say we give the poor girl a rest."
"I suppose you're right. She can probably use it."
"I would think so, after getting it from a couple of oversexed broads like us."
Rhonda gave Kate back her dildo, which Kate put away in her large purse. I could tell
by the look on Rhonda's face that she was anxious to have Kate leave. She got her wish
as Kate, after depositing a kiss of gratitude on my lips, turned and left.
"I hope we see each other again soon," were her parting words to me.
Rhonda looked at me pensively, waiting until she heard the bathroom door close
behind Kate.
'Why did you come in here, dear?" she asked.
'Why, I had to urinate," I said, rather self-consciously, surprised that she would ask.
"That's right," she nodded. "You know, I like a girl who urinates."
"What sense does that make?" I looked at her strangely.
"It means one thing. That I wanna watch you tinkle."
"If it means that much to you," I shrugged.
"Oh, it does."
I still kept thinking she was putting me on. But when I sat back on the stall and the
urine trickled out of me I could see that she wasn't. She reached downward and rubbed
her cunt vigorously, her eyes hypnotically fastened on me.
It was a strange ritual watching a girl go halfway out of her mind watching you piss,
but if Rhonda enjoyed it then I wouldn't knock it. To each her own.
Rhonda orgasmed even before I finished. After that a look of relief came on her face.
She felt better about the whole thing.
She cleaned herself up a little, taking a cold towel and rubbing the sweat from her, then
doing the same thing for me. It was strange, but after all that we walked back into the
bar, returning to the table looking as calm as I had when I got up from the table to go
to the rest room, starting the whole thing.
"You two were gone a long time," Lillian said.
'They certainly were," Susan readily agreed.
"I wonder if anything was going on in there," Lillian looked at Susan and winked.
"Knowing the two of them as well as I do, I'd say there was a lot going on," she
nodded.
"I don't know about you," Rhonda put her hand on mine, "but I'm taking the Fifth
Amendment, honey."
"I'm with you," I grinned.
Just then some loud music began playing from a jukebox in the corner of the room and
two beautiful girls jumped up on a raised platform, wearing brightly colored robes. One
of the girls was a stunning blonde, the other a devastating brunette.
Each of them removed the other's robe, leaving themselves almost completely naked,
except for tiny G-strings that covered their cunts.
"Oh, they're gonna do their love dance," Lillian smiled enthusiastically, bursting into
spirited applause. The rest of the room, following her example, also applauded.
"You're really gonna like this," Susan told me.
It turned out to be quite a spectacle as the girls began by kissing each other on the lips.
They wore intense looks of desire that made all the female spectators in the room
horney and conscious of lesbian sex.
After the kiss they moved closer toward each other, thrusting out their beautifully
endowed tits, which brushed against each other. When the tits friction began the room
became suddenly hushed. Then a few oohs and ahs followed. The two beauties were
turning on their audience.
The friction accelerated as they rubbed their legs together. It gave my friends at the
table ideas. Lillian began running her leg against mine, while Susan, who was seated on
the other side of me, went to work on my other leg.
As the dancers rubbed their legs against each other they threw themselves into a
vigorous embrace. They Frenched heatedly as the room erupted in applause.
"Let's get out of here," Susan said. "I can't take anymore of this without screwing."
"Then let's go over to our pad," Rhonda nodded.
"What are we waiting for?" Lillian said anxiously.
"Not a damned thing," Susan replied.
We were on our way. Susan and I rode together in her car, following them for several
blocks until we reached a wide street with a lot of traffic and many apartments.
"Just wait till you meet George," Susan said as she pulled to a stop behind the car
driven by Lillian.
"And who's George?"
'The sexiest beagle you've ever run across."
"I've never been seduced by a beagle."
"You will tonight, and you'll love it."
We joined Lillian and Rhonda on the sidewalk, following them up the stairs and into
their third floor apartment.
Lillian had no more than unlocked the door, and we had no more than stepped inside
the apartment before a cute white and brown beagle came romping toward us, barking
happily.
'There's my lover," Rhonda bent over and kissed him.
"Men are such bastards that Rhonda and I have decided to play it smart," Lillian
explained. "We dig women and dogs. That's it."
"With the bastards we're married to we wish we'd played it smart," Susan laughed
loudly.
George came over to me, wagging his tail and sniffing aplenty, looking up at me with
great curiosity.
"It looks like our lover boy digs you," Rhonda exclaimed.
"I've never seen a dog yet that didn't like Melinda," Susan said.
"I'll bet all the women dig her too," Lillian said.
"What do you think?" Susan laughed.
They fixed us drinks, but I wasn't really in the mood. I felt more like screwing by then.
I'd had enough to drink at Susan's, then at the bar where we met Lillian and Rhonda.
Finally we made our way into the bedroom. Fortunately nobody was what you could
call drunk, which meant we all had that much better control over our bodies.
Speaking of bodies, both Lillian and Rhonda looked absolutely yummy to me, as did
George. Once I finished stripping he was sniffing energetically around me, his tongue
hanging out.
"Just get into bed, honey, stretch out, and let him take care of the rest," Rhonda
suggested.
"That sounds like a wonderful idea," I readily concurred.
The first thing my body got was a thorough tongue cleansing from a pro. George had
apparently given Lillian and Rhonda plenty of kicks, and probably Susan as well. I
could easily see why they were so fond of him after he went to work letting that tongue
slide around my warm form.
He left a steady trail of saliva all the way from my face, where he had started, down to
my body, where he gave my tits and stomach a thorough workout, all the way to my
legs, which he bathed with his juice.
"George is really warming up to you fast," Rhonda laughed.
"Look at that tongue go to work," Susan exclaimed.
I looked up at the girls and observed the three of them fingering their snatches hotly as
the brisk action continued on the bed. My legs opened widely and my body shook with
vigorous excitement as the speedy action continued unabated.
Gradually excited George worked his way to my snatch. He then became a man with a
mission as his blazing tongue went to work on my hot asshole. His tongue teased my
clitoris with his dynamic movements, driving me into a quick frenzy.
"Lick me, my love, lick me," I gasped.
It was something the way that he'd rotate that long red tongue from my clit, then to my
asshole, and back. It was the best possible way to insure both my asshole and my cunt
of being red hot.
Finally, after giving my ass plenty of attention, he switched his movements exclusively
to my cunt as my body flipped back and forth with great excitement.
"Go to work on her snatch, darling," Lillian called to George. "Suck her out, suck out
all that groovy juice."
"Go to it, George, suck her good," Rhonda called.
The words of encouragement were all that George needed as he started slurping my
cunt with the determination of a hungry wolf, sliding that tongue around with
authority.
A few strokes later I unleashed a hot stream of juice into his mouth which he
enthusiastically gobbled up.
"Now get down on all fours and he'll give you a great ride," Susan calmly suggested.
I got down on my hands and knees, awaiting his charge, It came a few moments later.
He felt hard and good inside me, giving me stimulating thrills. I heard him lock in me
and it felt wonderful as he roared back and forth inside.
"Fuck her, George," Lillian called, still playing with her cunt.
He was more than up to the task as that prick possessed my hot snatch with speedy
forward thrusts. The tempo continued to build as he drove ever closer to climax.
"Look at him go," Rhonda sighed excitedly.
"Now he's gonna spill the juice in her," Susan exclaimed.
A few strokes later he deposited his warm juice into my snatch. For the moment I could
relax.
"Let me at him," Susan jumped into bed and went after George's cock.
Susan's finger action got George hot all over again, and while Susan was playing with
George's dick, Lillian arrived on the scene, running her fingers fondly over Susan's
snatch.
"That's it, keep my pussy happy," Susan nodded, enjoying the stimulating movements.
I knew that Lillian had more on her mind than merely playing with Susan's cunt. She
was intending to lick it, and once she got Susan properly warmed up that was exactly
what she did. Her tongue made its way back and forth with piercing authority as
Susan's ass wiggled with her movements.
The action got Susan charged up enough to go down on George, which she had been
preparing him for with her nifty finger movements. Her tongue moved up and down
the base of his long dick.
As Susan accelerated the pace of her licks, Lillian did the same thing to Susan's moist
snatch. I watched with keen interest as George creamed inside Susan's mouth. Then,
seconds later, Susan exploded her juices into Lillian's waiting mouth.
"Now how's about you going down on me," Rhonda looked into my eyes, giving my leg
a suggestive squeeze. "Watching all that sex has me so hot I can hardly take it."
"I think I can help you," I nodded.
"That's good, honey."
Lillian and Susan moved over a little to give us room. I watched Susan go to work on
Lillian's mound with enthusiasm. The example made me all the hungrier for Rhonda.
I looked Rhonda's firm, compact body up and down before plunging in. I decided that
she looked so good that I wouldn't just plunge into her snatch. I'd save that until after
I'd received my share of kicks from sucking the rest of her body.
On that note I started out by embracing with her, pulling her warm, firm body against
mine.
I let our bodies press together for a few minutes, then let my tongue go to work. I
started out by Frenching with her, letting my tongue lock against hers breathlessly.
The Frenching worked both of us into an exhilarated state. Then I let my tongue travel
down to her tits. I licked and nibbled on her rosy red nipples, finding them delicious
and gentle to the tongue, then I let my tongue work its way around the other portions
of her breasts. Working on those breasts caused me to excite all the more to her lovely
body. I let my tongue slide down hotly to her stomach, leaving a fervent trail of saliva
behind.
"Oh, darling, I love you," Rhonda gasped, overcome by my brisk, effective tongue
efforts.
I reached out and clasped my fingers firmly around her ass cheeks for added support as
I continued digging in with enthusiasm. My tongue flipped in and out with darting
impact, causing her hips to rotate and sighs to emerge from her lips.
"Keep it up, keep up that beautiful tongue work," she sighed.
I shoved a finger high up into her asshole as I let my tongue drop down to her thighs. I
ran my tongue up and down her sensuous legs, causing them to shake more noticeably
than ever, letting the enthusiasm of the moment continue to build.
Gradually I worked my tongue upward toward her hips, continuing to let the tempo
build as I unleashed my animal urges. From the thighs I knew it was just a short
distance to her flaming cunt, which I had stimulated tremendously with my movements
to other parts of her body.
Finally I reached her cunt, deciding that it was time to get down to brass tacks. From
the way that Rhonda gasped and moved her body suddenly I could tell that she agreed.
Back and forth my fleeing tongue skirted, arousing her all over. I nibbled on her clit,
knowing that that would arouse her even more.
"Oh, keep nibbling, I love that movement," she shouted, overcome by the action I was
providing.
My fingers toyed and caressed her ass cheeks while my tongue continued thrusting
inside her snatch. The tempo continued to mount with every probing effort.
Then she shot. I devoured every delicious drop of her juices as she sighed exhilaratedly.
"Look over there," she pointed behind me just after I finished swallowing her load.
I turned around and spotted George, his tongue hanging out as he looked at me with
the same type of hungry desperation that had been there before we screwed the first
time.
"Looks like he's ready for more action," I said.
"He really likes you."
"I guess I could stand having that pecker inside me once more."
"I'm sure you'll bear up under it well," she patted me fondly on the head as she got up
from the bed.
I sprawled out on my back, parting my legs, preparing myself for his first forward
thrust.
He bolted his body rigidly forward and I helped him fit his huge dong inside my
snatch. George was panting and his tongue hung out as he prepared another big
charge.
'That's it, baby," I said as I eased him inside me. "Go get me now, I want your fuck."
I braced myself and tensed slightly as he locked inside me. There was a momentary
pause, after which he surged forward, plunging his hot rod in and out of me as my legs
trembled in accompaniment to his wild movements.
"I want you, George, fuck me," I shouted feverishly.
He speeded up his pace, his trestles smacking against my ass, providing me with extra
excitement, as he rocked back and forth, filling me with all kinds of illuminating
sensations.
My cunt was ablaze with excitement as he fervently drove himself back and forth at a
feverish clip. He was breathing good and hard and coming at me full speed ahead.
My body flared back and forth as I matched his speedy pace. George meant business,
driving himself speedily toward orgasm.
When he shot I let out an exhilarated sigh, feeling his hot juices spilling into me.
I didn't feel like anymore activity after that. I had reached my peak and there was
nowhere else to go. I had enjoyed canine love in its most beautiful form.
I got dressed while I watched George suck out Susan's cunt. Then, after Susan finished
getting her kicks, the party broke up.
"Wasn't that fun?" Rhonda asked.
"That it was," I emphatically agreed.
"Can you blame us for digging dames and dogs?" Lillian smiled.
"No, not after an exhibition like we've been through," Susan said.
"I guess we're just a nasty set of girl swappers, swapping each other and each other's
dogs," I chuckled.
."Very well put," Rhonda said, giving my tits a gentle little squeeze.
The girls insisted that we stay for a few drinks, as a celebration over our successful little
get together. We accepted.
It was late in the evening when we left their apartment. As Susan drove down a dark,
deserted street she exclaimed:
"We'll have to get over to see Babs again."
"Yes, that was wonderful, wasn't it? Just like tonight."
"Damned right. With me you get nothing but winners."
"That's why I like you so much."
'We've shown our husbands a few things. Specifically that we don't need them to have a
good time."
"I sure opened Ned's eyes up tonight. I taught him he isn't the only person around."
"I'm glad you did, honey. He had it coming."
"I wonder how he'll treat me now."
"My guess is he'll treat you better."
"You really think so?"
"Definitely. They can be real egomaniacs, honey, unless you show them they're not the
only ones around. Well, that's exactly what you did. Sure, he'll treat you better."
"I'll be finding out soon enough," I chuckled wistfully.


Chapter 8

Ned was fast asleep by the time I got back home. I undressed quietly and eased into bed
next to him, never awakening him.
I fell into such a deep sleep that I didn't awaken until late in the morning, long after he
had gone to work. I thought about what Susan had said and wondered how Ned would
act when I saw him.
That day I stayed around the house and rested. Most of the time I did nothing more
than watch television and drink coffee. My body had been put through quite a grueling
experience the night before, what with all the drinking and fucking. It was an exciting
evening that I would never forget, beginning at home with the brisk confrontation with
Ned.
Ned got home early that day, just a few minutes before four. I braced myself as he came
through the door, prepared for anything. One thing was certain, however, I wouldn't
back down and eat crow over what I had done the night before. In my mind Ned had
had it coming, and that was that.
"I was thinking. We oughta go out to dinner tonight," he startled me by saying.
"I was just about to fix dinner."
"No, treat's on me tonight. We haven't been out for a long time. In fact, let's go to
Perino's."
"If you say so," a happy grin surfaced on my face.
Luxurious Perino's on Wilshire Boulevard was an expensive treat that we didn't partake
in very often. On every other occasion when we had gone there it was to celebrate
something magnanimous, like an anniversary or the like.
"What's the occasion?" I finally asked.
"Oh, We don't need one. We just haven't been out for awhile and I figured we could
both use the lift. As for now, why don't I fix us a bowl of my martinis."
"Very good," I nodded.
Susan's words came back to me as powerful as life. Perhaps Ned realized he had been
taking me for granted, and the only way I could jar him back to a sense of reality was
through treating him the way that I had. Whatever the reason, I liked the way he was
acting.
Ned went overboard to be gracious at dinner that night. After dinner he insisted that
we go to a movie on Wilshire Boulevard. Following the movie we came back home. He
turned pensive in the car on the drive back, like his mind was suddenly on other things.
When we got back to the house he revealed his reason for being pensive.
"You know, baby, I've done a lot of fucking around. Too much, probably. But I heard
some thing incredible from Gil that I've been trying to work my way into talking about.
It's been hard but now that I've got a good dinner, a movie, and some drinks under my
belt, maybe I can say it."
"Tell it like it is, dear."
"Just what do you see in screwing dogs?" he blurted the words out quickly and
painfully.
"What do you see in those pigs you've been screwing?" I asked casually, resolving
firmly not to back down, intending to stick to my guns.
I guess I've got that one coming," he flinched a little like a fighter who has just been
stung by an opponent's Sunday punch.
"Sorry I had to be so blunt, but I wanted to put things in perspective."
"You did. Very much. But I still can't help but wonder, just like Gil can't. What do you
see in dogs? How many have you screwed?"
"How many other broads have you screwed?" I decided to keep him on the defensive
now that I had him there.
"C'mon now. Let's not go into a foolish numbers game," he balked.
"I agree. Let's not."
My point sank in and he scowled. He sat silently for a moment, pondering his
thoughts. Finally he resumed: "What kind of thrills do you get out of them? Just what
in the hell do they do for you?"
"They give me a good screw and some comfort. A lot more than I've gotten from
certain men at certain times, like when they walk out on me and tell me they're off to
screw another broad."
"Okay, okay," he looked at me sadly. "We won't talk about that anymore. Let's talk
about ourselves. Let's give each other some thrills."
He reached over and let his fingers touch my face tenderly. He looked at me hungrily.
There was a lump in his throat. You could see the sex desire written all over him.
"So what do you want from me?" I looked at him and asked.
"You know. Let's go in the bedroom and screw," he whispered.
Ned's fingers were quivering and the nervousness mounted dramatically inside him as
he undid my dress. He took a deep breath and passionately went after my panties and
bra, which he pulled off resolutely, giving me a hungry leer.
I lay back excitedly, drawing my knees up. Sensing how excited he was, I decided to
give him a good show, slipping my fingers between my cuntal lips and touching my
clitoris, which I let my fingers roll over gently, pushing the lips back and forth.
Ned moved over to the end of the bed, turning his head and staring intently between
my legs. Ravenous with need, his eyes widening with a sense of adventure, I was
determined to give him what he was after.
I moved my finger slowly downward. I touched the soaked entrance to my cunt lightly.
I wiggled my finger there momentarily, utilizing a keen sense of sexual timing to keep
him turned on. I wiggled a finger there for a moment as he watched spellbound. I
pushed my finger slowly but surely into the tight channel and pressed it all the way
inside.
Ned stared agog between my legs. His eyes were frozen on my finger, which was buried
inside my mound. He looked longingly at my thick, shaven lips, and stared down at my
plump inviting buttocks.
"Sometimes I can hardly believe you belong to me," he gasped, rolling over on his side
and kissing my belly.
Instantly he moved his head between my legs. He began by kissing my hand avidly,
rubbing his face against the back of it.
Waves of excitement rushed through me. It was the first time in ages that I ever felt
that exhilarated about the prospects of sex with him. It was like old times again. The
heat of his presence sent a rise of sensation surging through my already itchy loins.
I gasped, then turned over on one side. My legs shivered once as I wiggled my finger
deep inside my hot moist love tunnel.
"Ned, I want you," I dramatically exclaimed.
"You're gonna get me, sweetheart," he shot back hoarsely, overcome by the excitement
of it all.
He raised his head from between my legs and looked past my breasts to my face, which
always electrified him, especially when he was as horny as he was then.
"Let's do everything, go all the way, not hold a damned thing back," I suddenly
surprised myself by blurting out.
"Now you're talking like my girl," he slapped me playfully on my buttocks cheeks.
"Now I know we're in sync, baby, really in sync."
His face moved forward and he stared into my eyes. I cupped his face into my hands
and stared into his doubting eyes.
He held me tight. His hands smoothed over my back anxiously. He patted my hips and
held me tightly, burying his face into the hollow of my shoulder. He was starting to
gasp from the excitement of it all. It was like we were suddenly newlyweds all over
again, thrilling to every touch, with every movement an adventure unto itself.
"I wanna eat you," he gripped my ass and told me fervently. "I wanna thrust my tongue
inside you and give you wild thrills."
"Come after me. I'm ready for your action."
He warmed me up to the task by sucking on my ear, then nibbling on it lightly as I
sighed. His sexy words had inflamed me, preparing me for an enchanting session.
First he put his fingers to work touching my clitoris, sending spirited feelings through
me. I was a tingle with adventure as he manipulated his fingers with consummate skill,
letting them tug and toy. A tremor swept through me as my body spasmed from his
aroused movements.
Finally he stopped his finger movements and lowered his head slowly but surely
downward toward me. He bent down and kissed my snatch, sending exhilarating
tingles throughout my body.
He drew such a favorable response the first time that he went back and did it again,
kissing my snatch a second time in rapid succession. My entire body vibrated under the
passionate waves of excitement generated by his lips.
"Oh, go down on me," I gasped. "I want you in my snatch. I want you to eat me. Please
eat me, baby, I want it, I want your tongue."
His warm hand slipped upward toward my tits, which he fondled. I liked the
authoritative way with which he moved his fingers over me. Surges of passionate energy
seared inside me, bubbling over, awaiting speedy release. I had to have him inside me.
Eagerly he threw his arms around me. He hugged desperately and gasped. When he
pulled back I noticed the beads of perspiration beginning to form at his forehead.
My arms and legs were trembling noticeably as he stared at me, getting ready to make
his big move.
Once more his fingers went back to work on my cunt, determined to get me even more
aroused before plunging in.
"Oh, I can hardly take it," I sighed. "You're too much for me."
"This is only the beginning," he said.
His head sank down between my breasts. He gnawed on them slowly but surely as my
body vibrated with every stimulation touch. He was driving me into a frenzy with his
movements.
After sucking and nibbling on my tits he plunged his lips fervently against mine. I
sucked in my breath, holding it as our lips were pressed together. Then he let his
blazing red tongue make its way inside my mouth. He pressed it ever so firmly against
mine for several precious seconds, then broke our kiss.
We were letting ourselves go slowly but surely, timing our efforts with precision skill,
permitting things to build as our flaming bodies built along with events.
"Oh, you've gotta suck me now," I gasped. "I just can't take anymore preliminaries,
honey, as beautiful as they are."
"My tongue's getting as itchy as your cunt," he nodded. "I'm with you, my love."
He fondled my ass cheeks fervently for several seconds, looking deeply into my eyes,
then let his head drop swiftly. He began be peppering my thighs with kisses as my
whole body trembled with the corresponding rhythm of his movements.
"Nice, so nice, keep it up," I sighed.
Ned pinched my ass while he kept those puckered lips moving. After a round of kisses
he thrust out his tongue, letting it move ever so fervently against my thighs.
"Oh, you really know how to turn a girl on," I gasped. "Just keep it up, baby, you know
what I like.
He knew what I liked and was determined to see that I got lots more of it as he turned
his tongue loose with every ounce of passionate energy that it possessed.
His tongue finally worked its way through the trail of saliva he left behind upward
toward my love mound. The first few times he let it flick out slowly toward my cunt,
with light strokes. He was gently teasing me, working me gradually.
My heart began to pound and the perspiration started to trickle down my body as his
tongue gradually began to pick up steam. He was letting me turn on at his pace.
"Keep me going, sweetheart, you know how to do it," I encouraged.
Ned gripped his fingers firmly around my tits, letting them slide and roll, filling me
with extra passions as the tongue continued gaining momentum with each flicking
movement. He continued stepping up the pace until he was sucking at top speed,
letting his tongue energetically circulate throughout my mound.
My love nest grew hot and moist as the panting stabs continued. He was effective with
his movements, so effective that I knew I couldn't take many more of them. They were
just too damned powerfully erotic to withstand many of them.
As he opened up with everything he had, whip lashing his tongue with maximum
effectiveness over me, the passions that were enveloping me to the marrow of my bones
got the better of me.
My whole body began swaying and trembling as he continued playing with my hot
breasts. I clenched my fists and let out a series of prolonged sighs. My legs were
spasming under his pressure.
I closed my eyes, blind with passion, and clenched my fists as the sucking continued.
Knowing that I was close to orgasm made Ned all the more eager to finish his work.
His tongue and mouth were no doubt dry at that point, experiencing a thirst that
would be quenched only by drinking my juices.
That tongue worked with the effectiveness of a torpedo, stabbing me with persistence,
causing me to heave sigh upon sigh. My legs here trembling more than ever, along with
the rest of me. I closed my eyes, then open them, looking at Ned. His face was red and
a heated look of determination blanketed his face.
"Stay with me, Ned, stay with me," I begged. "Keep that tongue in motion, that's it,
keep it grinding in me, I want it, keep sucking, keep the tongue grinding, oh, you're
getting me close, I can't take much more, keep up the sucking."
Hearing my passionate words caused him to grip my tits all the more firmly with his
fingers as the sensational sucking continued. My heart was pounding thunderously and
I was on fire between my legs. The white heat between my legs was hypnotizing me
with excitement.
"Oh, just a few more strokes," I begged.
I got them. Then the deluge hit as my juices shot opt of me into Ned's waiting mouth.
It was a delicious feeling to release the sensations that had been growing inside me and
tugging away inside his mouth. It made both of us happy.
"That was the best time ever for us," he said with conviction after finishing his lunch.
"We really made beautiful music."
"And I know just how we can make more."
"I'll bet you do."
Now he had his hard prick in his right hand, holding it proudly, jerking on it as my
eyes mushroomed with interest. It was a beautiful cock by any yardstick, with its
prominent veins sticking out and its swelled roundness indicating it was ready for
action.
"How about touching it," he suggested.
I smiled and nodded, pulling his prick gently out of his grip and into mine. Up and
down I pumped, letting my fingers slide over the smooth, hard surface, feeling his
wonderful skin. Touching his dick gave my fingers a tingly sensation which soon
carried through the rest of my body. I was hungering for him.
"Give those nuts a little attention," he notified me.
It had been an oversight, and one that would have been ultimately corrected anyway.
But since he had called it to my attention it would be corrected that much earlier.
My fingers tickled his testicles, causing his body to spasm and his face to break into a
wide grin. He was enjoying the stimulating action I was providing.
"I'm gonna give you a complete workout," he informed me as he ran his fingers gently
over my tits.
"That's fine. I'll get you good and ready."
"You're doing that, sweetheart. You're doing that."
He laid back and enjoyed my finger movements for the next few minutes. Then he
abruptly took the action into his own hands, maneuvering his body suddenly atop
mine, running his fingers through my hair, then my tits, as he positioned himself.
"Now I'm going to assume the role of a tiger," he winked.
"Go right ahead and growl. I'm ready."
"That's good."
He worked me into a fervent state of passion by submerging his lips against mine with
a steady procession of kisses. My lips reacted, sending positive waves of energy through
the rest of me.
Following the brisk lip kisses he worked his tongue inside my mouth. Our tongues
bathed in each other's delicious saliva, then they locked for several breathless seconds.
My heart was speeding up and waves of sexual arousal were spilling throughout my
body.
That cock of his was as hard as it could be and primed for action. He shifted his body
around until his big stick was resting just above my breasts. Then he did something
that he hadn't done in quite some time – he let his prick drop down to the pendulous
valley which separated my ivory boobs.
He gave his cock a thorough massage by rotating his body in a back and forth
movement over the skin around my tits. My own body began rotating to the
movements he established. I felt good all over having that rigid dick sliding back and
forth over my skin.
"Oh, that feels so good, give it to me, baby," I said, "give me more, I want it, I love that
action."
His fingers found my buttocks as his body kept rotating skillfully in a neat back and
forth movement as his prick continued brushing against my skin. He felt so warm and
firm and wonderful that I almost had to shoot right on the spot.
After he massaged his hot stick satisfactorily between my breasts, he started out on the
tits themselves, working his cock in a talented back and forth motion. At one point he
would extend himself to full speed, then would systematically drop back to a more
relaxed pace. I felt deliciously alive as he made love to me.
While his prick would work its way around my tits his fingers would either massage or
firmly grip I my ass cheeks. I was getting so much wonderful action and I was finding it
all so stimulating that I barely knew what to do.
"I want you to suck this off," he finally said determinedly, pointing to his big stick.
"I can't think of a better woman for the job."
"I can't either. That's why I asked you."
As he eased his body patiently forward it dawned on me exactly what he was
anticipating. He wanted to give me a throat fuck, something we hadn't done in a long
time, an act he reserved for when he was extremely horney, which showed how hot he
was at that point.
Gradually he eased that big cock ever closer to my lips, which were open invitingly,
awaiting contact with him. Ever so gently he leaned forward and let the tip of it slide
toward the edge of my mouth.
I reached out with my tongue and licked on the nub end of it, using slow, teasing
movement, which I knew were guaranteed to make his prick tingle. Past experiences
had taught me just what he wanted, and I was determined to give him just that. I would
provide one hundred percent results for my lover.
The grin on his face continued to widen as I licked on the end of his hot prick. Then I
added to his sensations by running my fingers gently over his balls, which added to the
tickling of feet I had already produced with my tongue on his cock.
I began to lick harder and faster as I sensed he was getting ready to make a big
penetration inside me. I wanted to get him hot and ready before we moved on to the
next step.
"Oh, that tongue's too much," he gasped slightly, demonstrating how impressed he was.
Knowing that I was making him so happy increased the determination within me. I
started tugging on his balls energetically until he was gasping with erotic enjoyment.
"Now I wanna get it all inside you," he whispered fondly, squeezing my buttocks with
extra energy.
"I'm ready for you, honey. I'm ready for anything you wanna dish out."
"You can't beat that spirit. You're a doll."
He moved his body forward, letting the cock lunge out at me aggressively until it had
penetrated inside my mouth a good deal. He stopped short of letting it all inside, but
dropped in a plentiful amount, sufficient for me to get started on.
I gripped his sides with my open hands for added support, then shoved my tongue
forward, making superb contact with his warm, smooth dick, which I was determined
to make beautiful love to.
I ran my tongue up and down the base of his dick as his hips rocked back and forth in
accompaniment to my movements. Gradually he was settling into the suck at hand, but
the thrills that we were supplying each other were so precious that he'd never
countenance getting the suck off too quickly.
My tongue worked itself into a speedy pace, supplying attention to his prick and balls,
increasing briskly the flow of excitement he felt inside. He moved his body slightly
forward, letting more of his giant phallus sink into me. I eagerly accepted the added
challenge, letting my tongue stroke with greater enthusiasm.
I let my fingers reach down and play with his balls while my head bobbed back and
forth and my tongue briskly exercised itself over his prick. Back and forth the tongue
slid as he gasped and writhed. Now I knew I had him on the run and it wouldn't be
long before he dispelled his juices inside me.
"Oh, you're a champ, the greatest cocksucker," he lauded. "Keep it up, keep pouring
those sensations into me, I need it, I need it bad."
Hearing his words of encouragement naturally inspired me all the more as I kept that
tongue racing up and down his hard dong.
Now he was starting to gasp and his body was rocking back and forth with greater
swiftness. I could see that an orgasm was on the way and I was determined to see that it
was as beautiful as any we had ever had.
His hips rocked back and forth and he let out a long pronounced sigh as his trigger
shot. The hot semen began pouring ever so effusively into my mouth. I gulped for all I
was worth, determined to take in every precious drop of his cum. Fortunately not one
tiny drop filtered out the sides of my mouth. I sucked it all out of him, enjoying a
delicious delight, just as I had given him my juices a few minutes earlier.
"We made it beautiful," he smiled pridefully.
"Yes we did."
"That tongue of yours was like perpetual motion," he patted me on the backside fondly.
"So was that prick of yours."
"You know, there's still some mileage left in it," he beamed with pride as he looked
fervently into my eyes.
"You don't say."
"I do say."
"So what do you want me to do about it?"
"As if you didn't know. I want you to get it out there to full length, then I wanna fuck
that pretty little slit of yours that gets so moist and excited when it's touched."
To illustrate his point, Ned reached out and touched my clit, causing my body to quake
in swift reaction. When he saw how easily I would react he decided to press further,
running his fingers over it swiftly and effectively, until I was gasping with delight.
"Oh, can you ever use those fingers."
"Wait till you see that cock of mine at work."
"I've seen it. It can be awesome."
"Especially when it's around your snatch. So get busy with those fingers and get me
good and excited."
"Whatever you say," I nodded.
I went back to what I had done so effectively just a few minutes earlier as I let my
fingers roam freely over the base of his big dick, which was inflating a little more with
each touch.
I would work the fingers systematically around the cock and the balls as his face began
to redden with excitement. Pretty soon it would be up to full length and. I'd have him
inside me rubbing the hell out of my pussy lining.
Back and forth those fingers massaged, until his prick was at full length. The second
that I had gotten him as hot as he could physically and mentally become he threw his
arms around me, squeezing my body fervently as he let his lips plunge resolutely
against mine.
"Oh, you're such a he man," I gasped, overcome by his manliness, impressed with him
more than I had been since the early stages of our marriage, when I had been
irresistibly driven toward him.
"Wait till I fuck you."
"Oh, do it now. I want it."
"I'm gonna give it to you, I'm gonna give it to you good."
He plunged his lips against my breasts, then let his tongue work effectively against my
nipples. I was beginning to sweat plentifully and sigh noticeably as he kept up the
steady action.
"Fuck me, I need you, I need it now," I gasped.
He ran his fingers up and down my legs ever so carefully, slowly and fervently, then
pushed his body forward, easing it toward me with slow grace as he got set to go to
work.
"Suck this just a little, get it ready, get the old motor purring," he implored, jiggling his
cock in his fingers and handing it to me.
I nursed his organ, letting my tongue travel up and down it, filling me with a sense of
excitement and Ned as well. When I started to accelerate my pace and suck faster he
said:
"Stop, baby. If you don't I'll pop my juice right now."
"Whatever you say."
"I wanna do it my way. I've got just the thing in mind."
"I'm sure you do."
His fingers slid up and down my hips and his breathing grew heavier as he slowly but
surely entered my snatch. I let out a gasp as he worked his way inside, overjoyed at the
wonderful feeling of having his hot pecker so deliciously and intimately close.
I held my breath and my pussy moistened as he speared me with his hot stiff prick. He
began slowly, working his way ever so fervently into the act by steps.
"Fuck me, fuck, fuck me," I murmured prayerfully.
He was ever so happy to oblige, letting his hips roll and slide ever so systematically as
he poured the meat into my waiting slit, which was itching to his touch.
Ned picked up the pace at his own discretion, not wanting to push too fast, knowing
that he'd orgasm quicker than he desired otherwise, but too excited to proceed slowly.
He felt hard and good and alive inside me as his body continued rotating, filling me
with a sense of urgency. He let the fingers of one hand toy with my nipples while the
fingers of the other worked their way around my asshole.
I felt deliciously alive and very much like a happy woman, a satisfied lover, as his cock
continued surging stiffly inside my hot box. My hips involuntarily spasmed with his
movements, taking in every quivering thrust, every touch.
"It's so tight and good," he gasped.
"Oh, kiss me," I begged.
"Darling, darling."
His lips plunged eagerly against mine. As the lips met his prick wielded itself with
greater rapidity, sending its stiffness bolting into me with electric energy.
"Fuck me, tear me up, I need you," I sighed.
Now my body was quivering uncontrollably and I was on fire between my legs. It
became a question of whether he would shoot first, or whether I would. I could feel
myself coming perilously close to orgasm as his prick engulfed me.
I felt a blinding need that was transmitting itself to every crevice of my body. We were
gasping and sputtering and sweat poured down both of us as we entered the final stages
of advanced lovemaking.
"Fuck my cunt," I begged.
He gripped my ass tightly and drove his penis frenziedly, pushing ever so excitedly.
We made it together, just as I hoped he would. He had his strong arms clasped
fervently around my neck as his penis exploded at the same moment that my pussy
orgasmed.
He continued holding me tightly as we , breathed heavily, gradually descending
earthward after our fantastic screw, which found us sharing heaven from a bed.
"We should see more of each other," he said determinedly after we had caught our
breath.
"We need to have sex more often. This has taught me a valuable lesson. You can play
around like crazy, but what you've got at home is a lot better."
"That's quite a testimonial from such a man of the world."
"I know where I speak from, and believe me it's true."
"I'll take your word for anything."
"That's my girl."
He held me tightly for the next few seconds, kissing my lips several times sweetly,
looking into my eyes.
"Do you really prefer a hot canine to me?" he asked softly.
"No," I whispered.
"What do you say we get to know each other all over again," he squeezed my leg
affectionately.
"I'm all for that."
"Let's knock off all this playing around shit."
"That would be fine with me."
"Here I was mad at you, but it's my fault, the whole thing. I'll accept the responsibility.
I'm at fault."
"Don't scourge yourself," I cautioned. "You're a great guy."
"Oh, what could I ever do without you."
He pulled me closely to him and kissed my lips. We were still sharing a little bit of
heaven and it was enchanting.
He took my hand and held it tightly, like he never wanted to let me go. It was the best
I had felt in quite some time. Ned was beginning to act like the warm, sweet and
wonderful man I had known before and in the early stages of our marriage.
"We're like newlyweds all over," I remarked.
"Yeah, let's call this our second honeymoon."
"That's fine with me."
"You're beautiful."
He kissed my lips passionately one more time.


Chapter 9

Life went beautifully for Ned and me for the next week. We lived our lives like we were
on a second honeymoon. He took me out for dinner just about every night. We went to
movies, stage plays, baseball games, having loads of fun.
Following our entertainment interludes we would come home and provide each other
with enormous thrills in bed. We became closely drawn to each other, inseparable
partners, like we had been long before, only to be drawn apart by the pressures of life
and temptations of the flesh.
Ned even cut down significantly on his drinking, which made me happy, since I knew
that too much drink was the major cause for him getting promiscuous. He would lose
his sense of balance and assume a devil take the hindmost attitude after too much to
drink. Now he was acting much better and so was I.
Then one Saturday afternoon I arrived home refreshed after a trip to the gym, where I
had received a massage, a stimulating sauna bath, and a swim in the buff in the pool.
My skin was sparkling radiantly and I was feeling athletically alive, ready for a good
fuck. Ned had gone out in the morning and I was hoping he would be back when I got
home, since I wanted that hot body rubbing against mine and that hot dick inside me.
I was heartened to see that his car was parked in the driveway as I arrived back. There
was a strange car parked in front of our house, and I hoped that Ned hadn't had
occasion to invite a business client over, as he sometimes did. I wanted him all by
myself at that point for a purely selfish reason primarily focalized between my legs, if
you know what I mean, and I'm sure you do.
I swung the car into the driveway, got out, and stalked briskly inside the house. I was
electrically, vibrantly alive. I wanted to grab Ned in my arms and hug him, then jump
into the sack with him. I wanted him to strip me clean, then possess me in the way that
only he could truly possess me.
He wasn't in the living room, which no doubt meant that he had a client over and was
discussing business in the den over cocktails. I walked toward the den and was startled
to discover that he wasn't there. But then I began to hear gasping sounds coming from
the bedroom.
My heart stopped! No, I had to be wrong, it couldn't be that, it just couldn't be, I kept
telling myself. After all the tremendous strides we had made in the past few days I just
couldn't believe that Ned would lapse back into his old habits.
I crept toward the bedroom, my fingers trembling and my heart pounding. I couldn't
face the prospect that perhaps he was back to his old tricks. That would be too cruel a
form of torture to absorb after all the positive feelings that had gone through me since
that fateful night when we suddenly rediscovered each other.
"Oh, that feels so good, it's wonderful, just great," I heard a woman's giggly voice say.
My hand was on the door knob now and it was trembling more than ever. For a second
I was so afraid of confronting the truth that I almost turned tail and ran away. But
running away wouldn't solve anything, I realized, and decided to face the facts, no
matter how painful or cruel they might be. I flung the door open and entered the room.
Ned had his head buried in Olivia the airline stewardess' muff while she giggled
drunkenly.
"Oh, Melinda, you startled me," Olivia held her hand against her mouth and gasped.
"Oh, hi, honey," Ned lifted his head up from Olivia's moist snatch and said, startled.
"What a pity I had to burst in here and spoil such a wonderful session," I said, spitting
out the words with obvious sarcasm.
"Oh, hell, no sweat," Ned sought to shrug the whole thing off.
"That's right, no sweat," I nodded disgustedly. "It's just another case of my husband
going to bed with another woman, right in his own bedroom, no less."
"We could have done it over at my place, but we didn't think that you would care,"
Olivia explained.
"Certainly. Might as well take me for granted."
"Oh, no, that's not it," Olivia shook her head firmly.
"Tell you what," Ned grinned uncomfortably, seeing that I was anything but pleased
over the turn of events, "why don't you get your clothes off and join us. We'd love to
make it a threesome."
"We sure would," Olivia grinned. "You're really looking cute."
"I'm glad I pass your high inspection standards," I eyed her coldly.
"Is that supposed to be a crack," she flinched a little.
"It's supposed to be anything you wanna make of it," I shot back.
"Well, I like that," she huffed.
"What's gotten into you?" Ned frowned, not liking my sarcastic air, angry that his sex
foray had been cut prematurely short.
"Wouldn't you like to know?"
"Maybe I should leave," Olivia said.
"You catch on fast, sweetie," I growled. "You're not being very nice," she gave me the
expression of a hurt little girl.
"As far as you're concerned I could care less."
"Let up on Olivia," Ned snapped.
"You go to hell."
"Now I am gonna leave," Olivia made a move to get up from the bed, but didn't quite
make it, as Ned grabbed her arm and held her. "What's the big idea?" she turned and
asked.
"I don't want you to leave, baby. I want you to stay."
"But she wants me to leave," Olivia explained.
"To hell with what she wants," Ned exploded.
"Yeah, to hell with what your wife wants," I shouted bitterly. "I don't count around
here. Sure, you want her to stay. Why shouldn't she. I'll take off. I'll leave and you can
both pretend that I was never here. How would that be?"
"No need to go away sore," Ned balked.
"I'm goddamned tired of being a good sport," I turned on him at the door. "So you
stick that tongue of yours back where it belongs between your stewardess friend's legs.
Go down on fly-girl's muff and stay there for all I care, you son of a bitch."
"You can't talk to me like that," he sputtered.
"It looks like I just did."
"You bitch."
"Up yours, and good muff eating."
I slammed the bedroom door good and hard behind me and stalked rapidly out of the
house. As I was leaving the hall and heading toward the front door I could hear Ned
and Olivia mumbling. I think my violent tongue lashing had at least temporarily taken
them out of their bill and cooing mood. I could care less.
My face flushed with anger as I tore out of the house and got into the car, driving off.
There was only one place where I would want to go in a mood like I was in, and that
was to dear old Susan's. Here goddamned Ned was burned up about me making it with
a canine. Hell, Eric or any of the other dogs I had been making it with were a lot better
than he was. They were downright decent, and possessed one attribute that forever
eluded him – sincerity.
I was hoping that Susan would be there by herself. I didn't want the complication of
having Gil around. He could be a big pain in the ass just like Ned, even though I did
like fucking him. After all, he had been the one who squealed to Ned about me making
it with Eric, which went to prove that I couldn't trust him. Come to think of it, I
couldn't help but realize at that tense moment, you couldn't trust men period. It
seemed like every time I did I got burned.
I pulled to a quick stop in front of Susan's house. I didn't see Gil's car in the driveway,
which made me happy. I just had to get me some good loving and consolation at a time
like that, when I was feeling down in the dumps from the big disappointment that Ned
had provided me with in the delectable presence of Olivia.
I knocked on the door and Susan answered, wearing a triumphant smile.
"I was hoping it was you," she said ecstatically, letting me into the house. "I was hoping
that and I know Eric was."
"Is Gil there?"
"No, the son of a bitch's gone away until tomorrow night. He says it's business. No
doubt it is, but not the kind that he told me it was."
"Yeah, I'm on to him."
"He and Ned make a great pair."
"Speaking of Ned, we just had a big explosion."
"No kidding?" he face perked up. "Well let's not just stand here. Come on in and I'll fix
you a drink."
As we sipped drinks in the living room Susan called out to Eric, who had been napping
in another room. He answered the call, and upon seeing me threw himself into my
arms, licking my face passionately.
"Wow, he's really happy to see you," Susan clapped her hands enthusiastically and
laughed. "You've got a devoted lover in that man."
"A lot more devoted than the bastard I told off at home."
"Yes, about that, tell me more."
I settled into my story and Susan listened happily, overjoyed that I had put Ned in his
place.
"That Olivia's a cheap little slut," she said after I concluded, "even if I did go down on
her twat once."
"You won't get an argument from me there," I said bitterly.
"But let's not talk about them anymore, honey. We've got each other to think about."
"You're right," I smiled. I looked down at Eric, whose body was snuggled against my
feet. I loved both of them, Susan and Eric.
"You know what I'd love to do?"
"What's that?" I asked.
"I'd love to give you a nice shower. In fact we could all go in there and shower together.
Eric too. He loves to take showers with me."
"Sounds perfectly delightful."
"Then what are we waiting for?"
We went into the bathroom, stripped each other, and jumped into the shower, letting
the warm water soak into our pores. Eric looked cuter than ever splashing around in
there, causing both Susan and I to burst into steady gales of laughter.
It felt good running my fingers against Susan's wonderful warm skin. I took a bar of
soap and poked it into her ass, then let it brush against her tits. She gave my body the
same kind of warm, intimate attention. Meanwhile we both took turns splashing Eric,
which made him bounce happily upward on his paws.
"It's so wonderful, such fun," Susan kissed my lips fervently, brushing her boobs
against mine. "And it's just the thing to get us all ready for a good fuck."
"It sure is."
To prove my point emphatically I shoved a soap bar high up into her asshole, causing
her to squeal with the enthusiasm of a little girl.
And when that happened handsome Eric got up on his hind legs and began barking
pridefully.
Then at that point, lovely Susan went to work on my already aroused glue pot, running
her fingers over it energetically, causing me to feel electric with excitement, and to
anticipate the upcoming bedroom action with greater enthusiasm.
"I want you bad," she whispered.
"Let's get out of here and get into bed," I suggested. "You know it."
Apparently Eric wanted me badly also, judging by the way he was rubbing his warm
body against mine, barking every now and then, preparing himself for the action that
would follow.
We dried each other off, and dried off Eric, who absolutely wouldn't be still.
"That's the horniest dog I've ever seen," Susan laughed.
"Of course he is," I replied. "If he wasn't you wouldn't have him."
"You're right. I'd only accept the sexiest. The same goes with the girls in my life." She
ran a hand affectionately around my face, giving me a wide smile, which I returned.
The three of us sprinted into the bedroom, Susan and I arm-in-arm and Eric trailing
just one brief step behind us.
Susan worked her tongue into my mouth, probing sexily, tonguing me hotly. Then her
fingers reached down toward my bubbling honey pot, which she massaged as my body
tingled with exhilaration.
Eric got so turned on watching us that he started barking loudly and letting his tongue
roll excitedly all around his mouth. Susan broke our kiss and took a long look at him.
"My but you're getting ornery," she said. "He's just a horney guy, that's all."
"Yes, and I suppose the only way I'll quiet him down is to let him make it with you."
Susan motioned for him to join us in bed. He sprang forward, landing right next to me,
reaching over immediately and licking my face, practically drowning me in his saliva.
"That guy's too much," I gasped.
"Go after her, baby," Susan encouraged, patting his back.
He focused his tongue on my tits, which he sucked with that long, sexy tongue, causing
me all kinds of wonderful excitement. He let it dart around my tits for several
wonderful minutes, then let his long red tongue dart energetically downwards toward
my waiting snatch, which was ready for some stimulating action.
I opened my legs widely, giving him all the room that he could ever need. He licked
way down into the deepest inner reaches of my cunt, making me almost shoot with
every lashing effort.
"Oh, this guy's too much," I exclaimed.
"Go get her, baby," Susan encouraged.
Susan decided to get into the act herself, letting her fingers fondle the flesh around my
tits while she watched Eric worked steadily inside my hot snatch.
Between the two of them they easily managed to drive me into a passionate frenzy in
no time, what with Susan's ever nimble fingers massaging my breasts and Eric's hot
tongue whip lashing my moist cunt with steady fervent movements.
He licked frantically until I finally exploded, and when I did he slurped up every
delicious drop, his tail wagging all the while. He was grateful for the effort and I was
happy to have provided it for him.
It's a funny thing how fast your troubles can vanish if you're enjoying a truly
exhilarating fuck. That's what happened to me after I got into the act with Eric and
Susan. Before that I was feeling frustrated and crushed over the violent confrontation I
had had with Ned. Thoughts of him with his head pried between Olivia's legs haunted
me, until they were suddenly and wonderfully supplanted. Once I began fucking all of
my troubles vanished and I was suddenly back on Cloud Nine, where I had been
previous to the explosion with Ned.
"Feel his nice fur," Susan gestured, pointing in the direction of Eric's hard dick.
I felt the furry sheath surrounding his dog dong and got quite a thrill when he leaned
forward and licked me with that long electric tongue. I t made me all the more eager to
run my fingers around the area near his dick.
"Go after him good," Susan coaxed as she gave my tits a good squeeze, causing my cunt
to harden with excitement once more.
I jacked at the covering to his prick until it finally started to slide out slowly but surely.
Was I ever happy to see that luscious pointed and pink sight.
"That big prick of yours is beautiful, baby," I told him as his tail wagged steadily.
"Let him fuck you. You can use a nice stiff prick in you," Susan excitedly suggested. She
was the voyeur all the way, always enjoying the act of watching me make love.
To make matters easier for all concerned, Susan slid a pillow under my hips. She parted
my legs gently. I soon got the idea and finished parting them, spreading them all the
way.
Susan then helped guide an impatient Eric in side me. He was shaking all over with
passionate energy, desirous of giving me the best fuck imaginable. He was so impatient
and horney that he was already fucking for all get out before he was even completely
inside me.
Finally the big moment of truth arrived when that rigid dog-dong of his slid inside my
waiting snatch. He slammed it into me once and it seemed to swell up. He was all
knotted up and now all he had to do was go through the glorious act of humping me.
He slammed into me repeatedly, and I could feel the stimulating added sensation of his
testicles bouncing repeatedly against my ass cheeks. It made me feel all good inside as
the white heat inside me mounted under the blazing sensation of his movements.
Now it became clear what Susan wanted. She wasn't about to be left out of our act. As
Eric continued flinging his hot prick inside my snatch, Susan eased her lovely form
slowly on top of me.
I got more and more aroused as she moved that cunt closer to my tongue. She pushed
her firm, well-rounded buttocks just above my face, so that I had a perfect view of her
tight ass and her warm, inviting pink pussy.
"Go to work, baby," she said softly.
So I put my tongue to work, letting it slip and slide around her asshole. That cute ass
enchanted me and I figured I would have some fun with it before I got into the act of
trying to bring her off. She apparently didn't mind my strategy one solitary bit, judging
by the manner in which she delightedly wiggled that butt around while my tongue was
probing high into her asshole.
Eric was apparently all the more excited by the extra action, and began to pump the
meat to me in short fast strokes. I was surrounded by sex, with a hot dog's dong in my
wet pussy and my tongue poking its way around Susan's asshole.
I began trying to fuck Eric back, matching those short powerful strokes with effective
hip movements. And speaking of hips, Susan was so overcome by my nifty ass sucking
that her hips began jostling from side to side as my tongue continued asserting itself
with brisk effectiveness.
Those short swift strokes of Eric's were absolutely delicious, so fantastic that I could
hardly take it. I began shooting. Not once, not twice, but many times in rapid
succession.
That Eric was great. He wasn't like most men, including Ned most of the time. He
could prolong things, keep that dagger dick of his thrusting for an extended period
before he finally shot.
Susan was kicking up a storm just above me, with those hips contracting and her entire
body swaying with each movement. When I felt I had done justice to her ass with all
the spirited licking I could muster I decided it was time to switch the action to her cunt.
I could sense how horney she was by the way her body was trembling. Besides, that
cunt looked so smooth and moist and nice that I was just dying to fling my hot tongue
inside it.
My tongue worked at her pussy lining with the same degree of wild enthusiasm that
Eric's dong was bringing to bear in my snatch. Up and down, back and forth, I would
glide my tongue fervently as her ass slid with every movement. She gasped and sighed
and got thoroughly turned on as I continued letting my tongue race.
Eric was reaching the final stages of our fuck.
I could tell by the way that he was ramming his big stick into me. Also, he was
snorting, which was usually a clue that something was in the offing, more than likely an
orgasm.
I had Susan right where I wanted her. She came once, then twice. The spearing efforts
of Eric had made my tongue strokes all the more inspiring, and Susan was quick to pick
up on the brilliant pace.
At the point where Susan was shooting for a third time the hot juice shot out of the end
of Eric's big prick and inside my snatch. It was warm and wonderful, just like always,
the perfect climax to a sensational screw.
Susan got up and pulled Eric's prick out of me.
"That was quite a triple screw," she looked back and smiled at me.
"Thanks for thinking of it."
"I always have been rather creative."
"I know. So is Eric."
"Oh, he's very creative."
"In fact, I wish I was married to Eric instead of Ned," I said, frowning. Now that the
screw was over I was returning to the harsh realities of life.
"Maybe that can be arranged," she laughed. "I doubt it."
"Why not?"
"We might understand, but I'm afraid that the rest of society wouldn't," I smiled
ruefully.
"Who cares about society. Let's be leaders instead of followers."
"That sound just like you."
"Damned right, Melinda. I do hate to see you get all uptight about that prick you're
married to."
"I know. It's just that he gripes my ass."
"I know a good way to really fix him."
"Then don't keep it to yourself," my eyes lit up. "Let me in on it."
As my fingers nonchalantly petted Eric's warm behind, Susan started explaining things
to me about my relationship with Ned. As usual she provided brilliant insight. After all,
she did graduate as an honor student from UCLA with a degree in psychology, and felt
she might as well put it into practice.
As I listened to her reveal plans I couldn't help but feel more than a little bit of pity for
poor Gil. With a gal that sharp around I could see why he often went into hibernation.
When she got rolling I guess it was too much for his ego to take.
"So you with me?" she asked after she revealed her entire story.
"Am I ever."
"Good, then we'll pull it off."
"I can hardly wait."
What was her plan? I'd be getting ahead of my story if I told you right now. You'll find
out in time.
As for right then, we went back to business. Fuck business, that is, with Susan playing
with Eric's hard dick, getting him ready for a smooth journey inside her snatch.
"You'd better give me as good a fuck as you gave Melinda," she looked at him and
smiled.


Chapter 10

My pussy was getting the kind of groovy workout that only Eric could give it. I was
sprawled out on my bed as naked as the day I was born. My legs were spread nice and
wide, giving beautiful Eric all the room he needed as his tongue worked its way around
inside my slit.
Susan was reclining next to us watching it. The reason we hadn't gone any further was
that we were waiting for events to materialize. We were ready to put Susan's daring
plan into effect. You know, the one that I didn't want to fill you in on at that point,
preferring to let the drama build before letting you know.
This was the first time that I ever invited Susan and Eric over to my place together, and
it was to be a mission of great strategic importance as we sought to put goddamned
Ned in his place.
We were waiting for that familiar slamming of the front door, notifying all concerned
that he was home. I only hoped that he would arrive on schedule that night of all
others. I had fixed him breakfast that morning and he assured me he would be home
on time, relating that there was a championship fight on television that he was eager to
watch. He told me in no uncertain terms that he wanted dinner on the table as soon as
he got in, so that he'd be able to watch the fight in isolated peace and quiet after
dinner.
We hadn't done much talking since the day of our big run-in, and he was still irked
about it. Several times he told me that it wasn't right to talk to him that way. Or Olivia
either. I told him to shove it, which naturally caused things to erupt all the more.
As Eric continued letting his tongue slide around my snatch I heard the door open,
then slam.
"I'm home," he said in a loud, firm tone.
"I'm in here, dear," I said in my sweetest tone.
"Now it's time to really go to work," Susan winked.
"You'd better believe it."
I positioned my body so that Eric was all over me on all fours. That firm pink dick of
his looked extra inviting to me during that eventful moment, when everything would
come to a head just as Susan had conscientiously planned it.
Eric was still faithfully licking my cunt as I jacked up and down on the dick, waiting for
it to slide out. As it did I took the tip of it, working it slowly into my mouth, making
sure that I timed things slowly enough to where the sensation would have time to sink
in fully.
I could hear those footsteps moving every closer. Soon he would be opening the
bedroom door, where he would be treated to the same kind of sight that I got when I
found him in bed with Olivia. Only this would be more shocking, since I would have
my tongue fervently working on a handsome dog's firm rod.
"What's going on in there?" he inquired sharply, hearing the slurping sounds that I was
making with Eric.
And speaking of slurping sounds, Susan was producing some of her own as she slipped
down behind my ass and started tripping the light fantastic with her tongue in my
asshole.
It was the three way sensation of a lifetime to have Eric's long tongue continuing to
suck my cunt, to be applying my own tongue to Eric's hard prick, and to have Susan
effectively applying herself to my asshole.
I sucked hard on the end of his prick, which was beginning to hump my mouth as the
not swelled. As he humped my mouth I held on doggedly with my lips.
Eric's cock was a perfect size for my mouth. I didn't feel overloaded when I was sucking
him, even though I certainly knew I had me a mouthful to munch on.
I heard the door open and my heart pounded savagely. The moment of truth was at
hand. I pumped my tongue up and down all the harder, determined to give Ned a sight
he would never forget.
"Let's really go to it, baby," Susan whispered, slipping her tongue back into place
quickly and resuming her work.
"You've gone mad, you've gone mad, you bitches, you wild, crazy bitches, stop it, stop
it at once," Ned's voice shrieked in the highest tones it could react). It was the loudest
and most desperate I had ever heard him.
"What's with you?" I removed my tongue from Eric's dick calmly.
'That's one hell of a question to ask me," his tone didn't lower one decibel. His face was
as red as a beet and his hands were trembling, along with his legs.
"I suggest you lower your voice and talk more sensibly."
"Don't tell me what to do in my own house, you bitch."
"I suggest you talk a little more gently in front of my guests."
"To hell with your guests."
"Eric can be very sensitive. He doesn't like to hear people raise their voices and call
names like you're doing."
"Screw Eric."
"He doesn't like to hear talk like that," Susan warned. "Isn't that right, Eric?"
Then Eric followed instructions right down to the letter. When Susan patted her leg he
turned toward Ned and showed his sharp teeth, adding impact with several low growls.
"Get that dog out of here," Ned staggered back a few steps. Now his legs were
trembling twice as bad as before.
"You're not acting as cocky as you were a few seconds ago, honey," I smiled. "How
come?"
"You'd both better keep that dog under control."
"I don't think you're really in a strong enough position to order us to do anything."
I turned toward Eric and he growled some more. He jumped down from the bed and
crept stealthily toward Ned, still growling, eyeing him ever so carefully.
"Eric can be awfully rough on certain men that he doesn't like," Susan warned,
enjoying every second of the action, as I was. It was great turning the tables on Ned.
"Keep that dog away from me or I'll sue," Ned blurted weakly, standing stiffly against
the door.
'That would make an interesting court case," I looked at Susan and laughed. "Dog bites
man after man molests wife."
"Oh, hell," he murmured desperately, opening the door and tearing out of the house in
a blinding rage.
My first impulse was to break into uncontrollable laughter. Susan joined me, and had
Eric been capable of laughing, he no doubt would have been as well.
"Now he can go back to Olivia," I observed.
"Or to any other slut he wants to."
"Let's go back to our screw," I said enthusiastically.
"Fine with me."
I felt tremendously grateful to handsome Eric at that point for all he had done for me. I
needed somebody like him to complete the act of putting Ned in his place. Now my
heart was throbbing with pangs of love which needed immediate expression, and Eric
was just the guy to express such feeling toward.
I drove myself zealously as I took on his hot cock once more. And while I eagerly
sucked he went back to work on my cunt. That long tongue of his brought me to
orgasm quickly. Then he got me there a second time as I continued moving up and
down on his prick.
A wonderful feeling gushed between my legs and vibrated electrically through the
remainder of my body. I kept right on pumping away until he finally exploded in my
mouth, a fitting climax to a great suck.
"You two did a great job of it," Susan exclaimed with a smile, running her fingers
through my hair. "Now how about me?"
"What can I do for you?"
"You can do me – period."
"So that's what you want."
"Damned right."
"After what you did for me, the sky's the limit. What a fantastic plan, and was it ever
carried out perfectly."
"The execution was the thing, and nobody could exceed the way that you put that
tongue to work on Eric's dong."
"That was what made Ned seethe."
"It sure did. And speaking of seething," a smile began to sweep across her beautiful
face, "that twat of mine is seething right now. It needs the magical touch of your
tongue to bring it off."
"More than happy to be of service." Passionate feelings toward Susan dominated me as
I threw my head down vigorously between those beautiful legs. I started out by sucking
her ass, letting my tongue flick all around her asshole, covering every sensitive crevice
along the route.
"Oh, that tongue's too much, I love it, I love it," she gasped as I kept up a steady
procession of licks.
I knew I'd warm her up in no time by going to work on her asshole. Then I went to
work on her inner thighs, which I sucked and nibbled on as her ass flailed dramatically
with every stroke. Back and forth my tongue circulated vigorously as she writhed and
sighed, enjoying every movement.
"Suck me, make love to me, I want it, I want you," she gasped.
My fingers fondled her buttocks cheeks as my tongue continued whip lashing the
insides of her thighs. Then I made the switch to her cunt at a time when she was dying
for me to make it.
Back and forth my tongue flailed systematically as I persistently pushed her toward
climax. My fingers toyed with her ass cheeks while my tongue surged spiritedly ahead,
determined to taste her.
She shot once, but wasn't satisfied with that. She wanted me to get her off a second
time, which I was more than happy to do. It seemed like the more I sucked her the
greater the eagerness she displayed.
After Susan shot a second time she looked at me and smiled:
"How'd you like to do a little suburban canine swapping tonight?"
"Where?"
"Let's go over to Babs'."
"Sounds beautiful."
"I took the liberty of calling her last night. I told her we might be over."
"How'd she sound?"
"Very enthusiastic. She wants to make it with us. And she likes Eric very much."
"Who can blame her."


Chapter 11

It was marvelous renewing old acquaintances with Jock, who was more than happy to
climb under the sheets with me.
But first there was Babs to be satisfied, and she looked just as stunning as ever as she
threw her arms around my body and kissed my lips. Next thing I knew we were rolling
around in bed, performing a brilliant sixty-nine which soon had us trembling and
gasping for breath.
Finally I worked my way around to Jock, and by the time I did he was more than ready.
I was so horney just looking at him that I started getting all hot inside as I reached out
and grabbed his dong. I pumped on it eagerly like it was some sort of jack handle,
enthusing him with every touch. I was so turned on that I orgasmed once just tugging
on that dick and jacking on it at the same time.
I guided him toward my cunt, watching ever so carefully as he pushed his dynamic
spear inside me. I gave him a little help at certain stages along the way, but he was able
for the most part to do it on his own, pushing ever eagerly until he was inside me.
I let out a gasp as he locked inside me, knowing that it was time for him to get into the
spirited fucking. I held my cunt lips open so he could rub my clit with each stroke.
Thousands of tiny fires were igniting inside me with every touch as he drilled me
repeatedly.
"Look at that dog fuck," I heard Babs exclaim. She was getting the same treatment from
Eric on another part of the bed.
That cock was so big and hard, so fulfilling, and it was all mine as it penetrated with
great rapidity. He fucked me into a quick orgasm, continuing to push forward ever so
relentlessly, driving hot sensations into me with every thrust.
His cock started coming at me like a bullet, darting in and out, and I knew he was close
to the big moment. The pangs of lustful desire were written all over him as he drilled
me over and over, pushing himself toward dramatic completion.
Finally he unloaded his hot stuff inside me, making me feel wonderful all over. He was
quite a dog and fucking him was a great joy.
"Now Princess wants into the action," Susan, who, following a brisk fuck from Jock,
was now watching the action, said, pointing toward Princess, who was standing poised
beneath the bed.
"Wonder what she wants," I said.
'To put that tongue to work in your snatch.
She loves that."
"Fine, it's all hers."
"Just open your legs and call her. She'll take care of the rest."
"Princess, Princess," I called happily, sliding my legs open and playing with my clit
several times.
My activity attracted her as she jumped into bed. My legs were spread and her tongue
went immediately to work on my snatch, surging forward with relentless energy as her
tongue darted up and down, from side to side, in perpetual motion as she sucked hotly.
"I want you, tear me up, Princess, suck me," I gasped, "suck me good, I want it, I want
you, suck me."
Ever so zealously she pushed forward, sending waves of excitement darting through my
entire body with every stab. My ass rotated back and forth spiritedly and my breath
became reduced to a series of sputtering gasps as Princess pushed forward, striving to
bring me off.
Her tongue strokes were so expert-like that she had me shoot three times before we
stopped.
I thought she would be satisfied by that point, but I could tell from the way that she
stared longingly into my eyes that she wanted something more.
"I wonder what she wants," I said.
Babs looked over at us. She had just finished getting a good stiff screw from Eric.
"She wants you to go down on her now," Babs explained. "After she's done a good job
on a girl's pussy she likes to get the same treatment back in return."
"I've never gone down on a female dog."
"Now don't be a prude," Susan laughed. "You've gone down on boy dogs, so why not
go down on a girl dog?"
"I don't know. I've just never done it before."
"Then now's the time," Babs grinned. "It's fun. Give it a try."
I thought things over momentarily and decided that I had been silly about the whole
thing. If beautiful Princess could do such a great job of sucking my pussy then I could
turn around and give her the same kind of stimulating attention.
With that thought in mind I planted my tongue down there and went to work, twisting
and turning it and sliding it over every crevice of her hot snatch. After I warmed up to
the job at hand I found that I really dug it.
I brought Princess off, at which point it was getting late and I was feeling very tired. I
looked around and noticed that my friends appeared as tired as I was.
"I guess we'd better be going," I looked at a weary Susan and said.
"Yeah, it's been great, but it's getting late," Susan looked at Babs and grinned.
"We make quite a nasty group," Babs nodded. "Yeah, we're the canine girl swappers,"
Susan beamed proudly.
"I guess we should charter a club with that name," I said.
"Why not? You only live once," Babs winked.
I thought about what Susan had said on the way home. We were canine sex swappers,
combining heavy doses of canine sex with a lot of lesbianism, and I was using the
formula to bring Ned down to his knees, to where he wasn't acting so high and mighty.
Silently I reflected on where our marriage stood, and wondered if I might not be better
off breaking up with him. I was beginning to feel like a liberated woman thanks to
Susan. Months or even weeks earlier I would never, in my wildest dreams, had thought
I would be doing the kinds of things that were coming natural to me then.
Susan spoke glowingly of another session with Rhonda and Lillian, asking me if I'd be
up to it the next night.
"I don't see why not," I smiled.
'That's the way I like my girl to talk."
"They're both good fucks, along with that dog of theirs."
"Dogs are so expressive," Susan nodded, taking a look at Eric, who was fast asleep in
the back seat.
'That they are. And so are a lot of humans, like you for instance."
'Thank you, baby."
Just as Susan pulled into the driveway her night owl husband Gil was also arriving
home. He got out of his car, stumbling pie-eyed toward the door as Susan looked at
him with disdain.
"Damned drunk," she barked.
"Hey, hold on, girls," he called out, moving quickly toward me as I prepared to get in
my car and drive off. "Wait, Melinda."
"What's wrong, Gil?" I asked when he moved into close range.
"Don't rush off. The night's still young."
"Like hell it is. It's late, I'm tired, and I've got to get home."
"Look, why don't you fuck off, go sleep it off," Susan said disgustedly.
"What's with you?"
"We've already had some groovy fucking, so she's tired and I'm tired and that's it,"
Susan declared.
"You two really know how to hurt a guy," he gave us both a look of defeat, then walked
dejectedly toward the house.
"I guess you hurt his feelings," I said.
"Who gives a shit," she replied nonchalantly. "After all, he's been screwing some broad.
He's just a little extra horney and want something extra. Maybe she wasn't a very
satisfying fuck."
"Well thanks for a great evening," I said, opening the car door.
"Thank you, sweetheart."
She pressed her lips against mine in the darkness and planted a fervent kiss there. It
warmed me up all over. For a moment I regretted leaving beautiful Susan for the
evening.
"Goodnight," she backed off, leading Eric toward the house.
"See you tomorrow," I said.
As I started driving toward home a tenseness came over me. I remembered how angrily
Ned had torn out of the house and wondered what kind of thunderstorm I might be
walking into at home. By now he'd had an opportunity to get good and drunk. He
probably had a good screw under his belt from Olivia and was just waiting to read me
the riot act when I got in. I was too tired to do much arguing, and I was hoping that I'd
find him collapsed on the bed drunk.
One thing was for sure. I had to face the music.


Chapter 12

My heart sank as I noticed a light shining brightly in the living room when I pulled
into the driveway. The thing I dreaded was more than likely about to happen – I was
about to engage in at least a verbal free for all with Ned, who was almost certainly in
one of his maudlin drunken sieges when all he could seem to do was feel sorry for
himself.
As I opened the door and strode into the living room I could hear the sounds of soft
music filtering into the room from an FM radio station Ned liked to tune into when he
was in the dumps.
I decided to be brave about it all, to stand ground and not back down for anything.
That's what Susan always advised, and she was right.
I wouldn't back down again with Ned, and if he wanted a divorce, then that was fine,
since I had Susan, Eric, and many other female and canine friends to fall back on for
good loving.
When I got my first look at him sprawled out in his favorite easy chair I almost had to
gasp. He looked about ten years older than he had earlier in the same evening. Thick
pouches of dark skin hung underneath his red eyes and his beard took on barbed wire
proportions. His hair was all messed up and his body was slouched in such a way as to
indicate that he didn't care about anything.
"I'd like to talk to you," he said in a dry, raspy tone. Fortunately he wasn't screaming,
at least not yet.
"I don't want to get involved in a shouting match at this time of night, Ned. I'm very
tired," I told him softly but firmly.
"Who said anything about a shouting match?" he gave me a hurt look that melted my
hostility.
"I just don't want to get into one."
"Sit down, please, Melinda. I'd like to talk to you."
Since he was exercising tact, and did not appear to be drunk, much to my surprise, I
decided to comply with his request. I sat down in a chair across from his.
"Let me fix us coffee," he suggested, getting up slowly and walking into the kitchen.
After taking several swift sips from his cup, Ned came directly to the point.
"When I left here early this evening after finding you making it with Susan and her dog
I was as shook as I've ever been in my life," he began, speaking slowly, carefully
emphasizing his words. "My first instinct was to want to get drunk, then to get screwed.
Well, I stopped at the first bar I hit and ordered a double shot of Scotch. Then
something happened when I picked up the glass. It felt like dead weight in my fingers,
like I shouldn't drink it. So I didn't. I put the glass down and stormed out of the place.
Then I drove over to Olivia's." He paused, taking another sip from his cup before
continuing. "Well, we didn't have sex at all."
You didn't?" I looked at him with surprise, hardly able to believe my ears.
"No, I went there to clear the air. You see, my whole attitude about us changed while I
was driving from the bar over to Olivia's. I started thinking a little more objectively
about what you'd done. At first I kept telling myself that you were the meanest bitch on
the face of the earth for what you'd done, making it with Susan and a dog right in our
own bedroom. Then after the rage died down a little I began seeing things in a more
mature perspective. I figured I had something like that coming after the way I'd let you
down by screwing with Olivia right in front of you. Tell me the truth. Did you do this
to get even for that? "
"Yes, I did," I quietly admitted.
"That's what I thought," he nodded. "I don't blame you, I really don't. I had it coming,
I really did. Well, when I've had too much too drink I'm a different person, not a very
nice person. I've gotta snap out of it, be a decent guy. I figure that if I act decently
you'll do the same thing. Am I right?"
"I do love you, Ned," my eyes moistened. "It's just that this topsy turvy life got the
better of me."
"How'd you like to sweep the boards clean and try again? This time with your help I'll
succeed."
"Okay, darling."
Suddenly he didn't look so tired anymore. He rushed over to me and buried his head in
my lap, crying tears of joy. Then he lifted his head and thrust his hot tongue into my
mouth. They collided passionately for several seconds.
"You're wonderful," he gasped after breaking our kiss. "Let's go in the bedroom. I've
got to have you."
My heart beat with steady anxiety as I followed him into the bedroom, the scene of my
tryst with Eric and Susan earlier in the evening. But now all that was forgotten as we
lost ourselves in the passions of the moment. He undressed me quickly, letting his
fingers race through my hair, then run fervently over my tits.
His fingers circulated over my legs, winding up at my cunt, as he zeroed in for more
thrills. I was fully undressed and he was admiring my body with keen interest. It had
made me feel great to hear him say he'd ditched Olivia for good. It drew me closer to
him.
"I just have to taste you," he exclaimed.
"Go right ahead."
"Oh, you're so beautiful."
That always talented tongue applied itself with maximum impact to my box. His teeth
nibbled energetically at my clit and the tongue circulated wildly over my cunt.
I was hot and moist down there and my legs were trembling, along with my ass. I
desired to have him suck me clean. His tongue was proceeding as fast as it ever had,
pushing me forward toward orgasm.
"Suck it, suck it all out," I gasped.
He gripped my ass cheeks and went to work with all the enthusiasm he could muster,
letting his tongue slide diligently around my cunt, exciting me no end.
After I shot into his mouth he looked up at me triumphantly, nodding and smiling:
"Now I've just gotta fuck your cunt, now that I've got it nice and warm."
"Oh, honey, I want it from you."
He gripped my tits, running his fingers over them gingerly as he guided his dick
skillfully inside my waiting snatch.
I let out a sigh as he wielded his dick with steady authority, letting his cock grind and
glide with thorough effectiveness as it tore in and out of my aroused hole.
"Oh, fuck me, give it to me, I'm shooting again," I gasped as the juice bolted out of me.
Knowing that he was affecting me so profoundly instilled a new sense of determination
and purpose in Ned. Valiantly he drove himself at an ever accelerating pace, his face
reddening, the look of determination becoming ever more keen.
He gripped my tits more tightly as he drove himself nearer the final pinnacle. His cock
was in perpetual motion as he stabbed back and forth with relentless energy.
"Get set, I'm about to go," he gasped.
I got set and received him several strokes later. I felt good all over knowing that he had
given me a great fuck. Now I would be able to sleep without a care in the world.
This time I was determined to make a go of it with Ned. I'd have to tell Susan right off
that I wouldn't be able to go out with her the following night. The new leaf would
begin right away.
As for Ned, I felt that his time he was sincerely determined to follow through with his
intentions. If he didn't he knew I could always go back to dogs and dames.
"You're still the tightest screw in town," he said when it was all over.
"I love your compliments."
"I love you."
He caressed me lightly.
"I'm not gonna let you go for anything this time," he said softly as he held me
underneath the covers, "and if any damned dog ever stands between us so help me I'll
break his neck."
With that his lips pressed against mine.


THE END
