Her Canine Companion
by Maxine Rogers
(SC-074)


FOREWORD 

In a recent survey conducted by the National Association for Sex Education, 
2,000 questionnaires were tabulated to show that 97% of the persons 
answering felt a need for the strengthening of family ties in the United 
States. Dr. Harvey Omar, director of the NASE, said that an overwhelming 
majority of the answers indicated a growing conviction that sex education 
cannot be put in the hands of the government, the schools, nor the churches. 
It must be returned to the home where it belongs. 

Some of the questions asked in the survey were: Love and sex are synonomous 
in family life. 47% yes 30% no 23% not sure. 

Traditional roles of parents and children can be changed without losing 
effectiveness of family strength. 58% yes 20% no 22% not sure. 

Children should be encouraged to experiment sexually with each other at 
early ages. 63% yes 18% no 19% not sure. 

From these and other results, Dr. Omar's conclusions are that those who 
avoid talking about the problem of sex in the family do so through the 
inhibitions caused by their own upbringings. The background information on 
families taking part in the survey showed that those with strict, or in some 
cases strongly religious, histories of family life were the most reluctant 
to accept the idea of more diversified sexual freedom. Dr. Omar claims there 
should be no 'moral code' for boys and girls that prohibits sexual 
activities-including those between brother and sister, mother and son, 
father and daughter. He says that even relationships between boys and boys 
or girls and girls should not be discouraged. The child learns by experience 
and will adjust to a secure niche as he finds the physical level of his own 
pleasures. 

"Incest has long been considered an unspeakable subject," according to Dr. 
Omar. "It is a hangover from the Victorian age, without real moral or 
ethical value. The sooner Americans release their fears of the unknown, the 
sooner they will achieve mature sexual freedom. In many societies outside 
the borders of this country, incest is accepted as a natural function. 
Parents love their children and show it sexually as well as emotionally." 

He went on to describe several tribes of primitive peoples where the ritual 
of life for every child reaching the age of five was an initiation into the 
sex practices of the tribes. Each girl or woman who had reached the age of 
menstrual maturity performed intercourse on the boy in question. It is not 
uncommon for five-year-old males to develop large penises, and the size of 
the organ is considered a mark of prowess. On the maturing of the boy, the 
dropping of his testicles was cause for further celebration and also an 
indication of his readiness for marriage. The male had his choice of any of 
the women who had taught him over his pre-adolescent period. 

Although Dr. Omar does not advocate such practices in this country, he 
claims that similar activities, at least within a family group, would 
promote more harmonious living, better family understanding and deeper ties. 
Sex would cease to be a problem for a youth, since he would have already 
accepted his own body and its needs and functions as part of his daily life. 

"Incest is far more prevalent that many people believe," Dr. Omar claims. 
His survey indicated that more than 90% of the women questioned admitted 
incestuous relationships with their sons in the pre-adolescent stage. 

"Surely, the large gap between desire and act shows the faulty patterns of 
beliefs we still hold. When we can, as individuals and a nation, overcome 
our prudish, outmoded sexual mores, this country will be on its way to a 
stable, rational level of behavior. We must let sex be a part of family 
living, not a separate thing to be taught like reading and arithmetic." 

He concluded his report with these words to parents: "Loving a child in a 
sexual sense is just as normal and just as healthy for you and for the child 
as feeding and caring for him. No mother should feel ashamed of a physical 
desire for a young penis as she bathes her child. And no woman should deny 
herself the pleasure." 

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CHAPTER ONE 

June Amherst woke with the dull ache of need heavy in her cunt. She curled 
on her side and pulled her knees up and hugged them tight to her large full 
breasts. She could feel the hard nipples press against her flesh as though 
seeking relief from the desire that burned in her. It was getting worse each 
day, she thought. She used to be able to chase it with a cold shower or a 
hot cup of coffee, but lately the need was growing in intensity and it was 
there all the time. 

She wanted to be fucked. It was that simple and that complicated. She didn't 
deny the truth to herself any more, not that it did any good one way or the 
other. Nothing did any good, it seemed. 

She sighed and threw back the covers and moved in slow motion to the edge of 
the bed and sat up. She wore no nightgown. She had long abandoned sleepwear, 
preferring the cool percale of the sheet directly on her flesh. Often she 
woke in the night and found herself rubbing and preening against the sheets 
in search of the caresses she longed for. Now she stood up and crossed to 
the bathroom with heavy steps. She closed the door behind her so she 
wouldn't wake Eddy. There was no sense in his starting at six in the 
morning. God knew his days were long enough already. She stared at herself 
in the mirror that covered the wall above the sink and toilet. 

Her eyes were puffy since she was not quite awake, but otherwise her skin 
was clear and her complexion good. She raked her fingers through her medium 
length brown hair. There was hardly any gray now, but she had just used a 
rinse on it last week. The rest of her face was nondescript. She had decent 
features but they somehow were put together just short of any real beauty or 
prettiness. She sighed, thinking how it had always been someone else who was 
voted the prettiest in the class, or Miss this or that. June had been a 
nothing even then. Nurses training had been another set of years watching 
other girls giggle and run off on dates with interns. June tried to fool 
herself into believing that she preferred to stay in every night and study, 
to come out near the top of her class at graduation. She had fooled herself 
about a lot of things. 

She sighed and made a face at herself in the glass. She couldn't fool 
herself any more. She was forty-four, ten pounds too heavy for her 
five-foot-six-inch frame, and she was a loser. Her one venture into romance, 
or to be more accurate-into sex, had left her bitter and more frustrated 
than ever. It had also left her with an illegitimate child-Eddy. She sighed 
and studied her body in the mirror. Even with the ten extra pounds, she was 
still in good shape. She had large, somewhat pendulous tits. They hung onto 
her rib cage without sagging, and the full heavy domes ended in huge coral 
patches with budding nipples. Her skin was a tawny color as though she had 
sunbathed nude but which actually came from the sallowness of her skin. She 
moved and watched the golden globes sway against her body. Quent Harper, the 
man to whom she'd given herself so completely and so foolishly, had loved 
her tits. He'd always told her how exciting they were and how he loved to 
suck them and tickle the nipples with his tongue until they grew turgid and 
became eager for his lapping. 

She straightened and looked at the dark triangle of hair above the juncture 
of her thighs. It was thick and finely curled, darker than her brown head 
hair. She spread her feet and felt the coolness of the air on her exposed 
labia. She was damp from the need that consumed her, the wanting that drove 
her body crazy no matter how well she controlled her mind. How savagely 
Quent had loved her cunt. He played at it, licked the heavy folds until she 
was running like a mountain stream, then he drank her juices and guzzled her 
tasty product. His tongue had been hot and hard inside her, burning a trail 
of lust into her body. She had learned to cum with total abandon while he 
sucked her off. And she had learned many other things-how to suck him, how 
to excite him and make his cock grow hard and thick, how to reach pinnacles 
of ecstasy when he finally slid the long hot tool into her and fucked her 
until they both reached heights of fury and lust and then mutual orgasms. 

She turned from the mirror angrily and leaned into the shower to turn on the 
taps. She had to stop thinking about Quent. He was gone-over and done with. 
She hated the thought of him and all the things he had done to her before he 
vanished from her life one day without a word. He had been more than unhappy 
when she told him she was pregnant. His first shock gave way to a calm, 
planned lust and the using of her body that last time. They had spent a wild 
and passionate night in her apartment. They had done all the things they had 
ever done before and then he introduced her to even newer things. 

She stepped under the shower and let the hot spray wash over her. The 
picture images of that last night with Quent reeled through her brain like a 
movie, and she could not turn them off. She leaned against the shower stall 
and wept, and the movie played. 

"Come on, baby, let's screw," Quent said. 

"I thought we were going to a show-" 

He laughed, dark eyes glittering. "I'd rather be with you. Hell, baby, I can 
see a movie any time, but you're something special. When you take off those 
clothes, I go crazy. I want to be all over you, touching and loving every 
inch of that gorgeous flesh. God, those tits and that cunt would drive any 
man out of his bird!" 

She knew he was lying, she always knew he was when he said wonderful things 
like that about her. But she wanted so much to believe, so much to be loved, 
she smiled and began to unbutton her blouse. She didn't understand what had 
attracted Quent to her or why he kept seeing her all those months. She 
convinced herself that he loved her, even though he had never uttered the 
words. 

He was naked by the time she got her bra off. He lunged for her and pulled 
her back onto the bed. He grabbed the elastic of her panties and jerked them 
down with a quick motion. He grinned as he tossed the scrap of nylon over 
his shoulder without looking to see where it landed. Then he came to her, 
mouth open and hungry. He covered a tit with his lips, pulled at it with 
mock ferocity. 

His tongue lapped and loved the hard pip of the nipple and she writhed and 
squirmed. His hands pinned her down as they explored the hills and valleys 
of her flesh, climbing the peaks of her breasts, running along the smooth 
curve of her waist and over her flat smooth belly. Then he touched her pubic 
hair and a shock raced through her. His fingers danced on the erotic flesh, 
pushing and probing until he was between the lips of her vulva and rubbing 
the doorway to her pussy. He fingered her clitoris, sending Shockwaves of 
heavenly lust all through her torso and making her whimper and shiver. 

"Oooohhhh, love me! Ooooo-I neeeddd yooouuu! Fuck me, fuck me! Fuck me!" 

Instead, he put his head between her legs and began to lick her. His tongue, 
wet and slick, flicked over the heavy erotic folds of flesh, darted and 
twined in the thick crop of pubic hair. The tongue forced apart the 
now-moist and dripping vulva and speared between them, licking where his 
fingers had explored a moment before. He pushed his face hard at her and 
caught her clitoris lightly between his teeth and nibbled at it. 

She was crazy for him. She clawed at his body, tugging his legs until he 
moved close enough for her to get at his cock and balls. She took the lovely 
hardening tool in her mouth and began to push the foreskin back and forth 
with her lips, driving his passion and forcing his erection. He worked 
harder at her pussy, darting his tongue as far as he could into the dark 
sweet cavity between her pressing thighs. It sent her into a frenzy of need, 
made her quiver with lust and anticipation. Her whole body responded and 
catapulted her to a violent orgasm. She moaned and sucked at his cock harder 
and faster, and he answered with more fury at her cunt. She poured out cunt 
juice and he drank it greedily. His hands grabbed for her tits and she 
moaned again as he mashed at their fullness and tweaked the nipples which 
were hard buds now. 

Then he turned and kissed her. Their mouths fused in hot lust and he crawled 
atop her and pried between her thighs with his knee. He was still kissing 
her, lashing his tongue into her oral love hole, while he shoved his prick 
into her. The penetration was smooth and sharp-violent in its thrust, and 
deep in its accomplishment. Again, June's passion went out of control and 
she was washed over the brink of another heady orgasm. It sent tingles 
through her, made her gasp for air around the cloying kiss that he still 
gripped her in. 

And then he began to fuck. It was heaven, the pure delight of his slippery 
tool moving in and out of her wet body, the wild excitement building and 
setting her afire, the need surging again and readying her for what was to 
come. 

"God, you're good!" He panted as he humped his dick in and out in measured 
rhythm. She looked up at him and nodded, unable to speak with the pressure 
that filled her. 

"You've got a wonderful twat, June. Christ, you're good fucking ... ooohhhh, 
baby...." 

It drove her crazy when he talked to her like that. It made her feel all the 
wonderful safe secure feelings a woman wanted. It made her hot. 

"I'm hot for you. Jeeezzzz, feel that hard-on! I'm so fuckin' hot I'm gonna 
explode-" 

"Yeeesss." She was at fever pitch, she needed him and wanted him. She wanted 
to feel the hot spurting love juice fill her and make her warm all over. She 
wanted him. 

"Here-it-cuuummmmssss-" He slammed his hips at her, driving the hard penis 
like a piledriver into her body. She felt the warning spurt, the tremendous 
pressure, then at last the wonderful spurting load of hot cum. 

"Aaaahhh, mmmmm, aaarrgghhh, yeeesss, give it to me-oooohhhh, yyyyeeeessss, 
I'mmmm cuuuummmmiiiinnnngggg!!" 

For several moments, the room was filled with their whimpering cries and 
moans of delight and lust. They fucked away the wild need until they both 
were limp and satiated. Their bodies were damp with perspiration and their 
genitals were sopping with each other's sex secretions. The wet, smacking 
sounds drove them to a last spurt of passion before they finally slowed and 
Quent fell along her body. 

She held him in her arms like a child, patting his head and pressing his 
face to her breast. His warm breath on her moist skin finally slowed to 
normal. "Darling," she said. 

He didn't answer, only nuzzled his lips to the mound of her breast. She 
smiled and stroked his head, brushing his long blond hair from his damp 
forehead. "Darling, it'll be wonderful being married and living together 
forever...." 

She felt the tiny stiffening of his body but it was gone almost instantly 
and she took his murmur for agreement. She went on talking then, babbling 
about their future and the wonderful life they would have together. He said 
nothing, and a few minutes later he had rolled off her and gotten up. That 
surprised her, since they usually had two or three sessions of sex before he 
was thoroughly satisfied. After the first wild one, they usually settled 
down to longer buildups and erotic play. 

"We still have time to catch the late movie," he'd said. 

Still babbling with her own joy, she dressed and let herself be led from the 
apartment. She remembered little of the picture, and cared less. He kissed 
her tenderly when they got home again, but he did not stay. He promised to 
be there early the next evening, to come right from work and spend the whole 
night with her. 

But he'd never shown. She'd never seen him again. When she called his plant, 
the foreman said he'd quit without notice, picked up his pay and cut out. 
His landlady said he'd left owing a week's rent. It had been weeks before 
June could accept the fact that he was really gone, that he had deliberately 
run out on her, left her alone with his child growing in her belly. 

At first she wanted to die, but she had strong instincts of survival, and 
when the initial shock had dulled, she picked up the pieces of her life. 
Eddy was born seven months later and she refused to consider giving him up 
for adoption. He was hers, and she would give him all the love she had to 
give. 

Now, she came back to reality and began to soap her body. That had all been 
ten years ago, the past. She had today to live for. She had Eddy to provide 
for. Poor Eddy. As if life hadn't already been cruel by bringing him into 
the world without a father, it dealt him a second blow by crippling his 
legs. At ten, Eddy was confined to a wheelchair instead of being able to run 
and play with the other kids. But June tried to make it up to him in many 
ways. She lavished him with affection and love, made him feel safe and 
secure. She gave him all the things he might never get from the cruel world. 
Including sex. 

She had always delighted in bathing him, touching his young body. The 
loneliness she felt vanished when she held the baby's naked flesh against 
hers. As he grew and she still had to care for him totally because of the 
bone problem, she found she could not resist the tiny cock in its cocoon of 
skin. She would not let herself handle it that special way she longed to, 
but she stared in fascination at it and spent longer than necessary washing 
and cleaning him there. 

Several months ago, he had an erection while she was drying him after his 
bath. It had startled her and excited her, and she moved toward him in a 
daze. Her mouth came down on the stiff organ. He jerked with a spasm of 
surprise, then moaned softly as he enjoyed the gentle caress of her tongue. 

"That's nice, Mom...." 

His voice filled her with longing and his body filled her with delight. All 
the pent-up frustrations of ten years went into the moment. She took his 
balls in her hand, the soft empty sacs that had not yet received the gift of 
manhood. She pressed the corrugated flesh against her nose and lips, kissing 
it and licking it lovingly. 

"I like that-" 

It gave him pleasure and she abandoned her fears. Her thighs grew moist with 
the secretions of lust, and she felt the tight hard pain in her belly. She 
sucked him more energetically, licking at every bit of the lovely little 
column. It held its hard. It quivered and surged when she forced the 
foreskin back with her hot lips. She ran her tongue around the ridge where 
the head of the organ met the stem, exploring the incredibly smooth silky 
skin she found there. The touch set off memories of something she wanted to 
forget, and she knew her body was primed to cum, to feel the hot spurt of a 
cock in her cunt, to feel the loving hands of a male touching and caressing 
her, bringing her to orgasm. 

That first time, she had climaxed alone, sucking Eddy's hard cock until the 
need in her belly was so strong that she exploded of her own accord. It was 
not exactly what she wanted, but she forced herself to be satisfied that 
time with it. Her conscience would not let her ask for more. At least then. 

The months that, followed were torture for her. She wanted to touch and 
handle him all the time, to feel his wonderful young sex organ and have it 
when she was excited. Yet she could not bring herself to do more than she 
already had. She fought the pressure and need, she even considered trying to 
pick up a man in some bar to quiet the raging lust in her loins. But she 
couldn't bring herself to do it. Each night she hurried home from work and 
spent an agonizing night wanting her own son. And eact time she forced 
herself to only hint at the love she could give him and take from him. 

The past few days, a new sure knowledge had begun to grow in her. She could 
not deny it any longer. She was going to have him. Their gentle sex sessions 
had grown harder and harder for her to bear, and she knew that she would 
soon introduce the idea that she do more than gently kiss and suck his 
private parts. His ready, even eager acceptance of what she had already done 
made her realize he would go along willingly with her plan. And she could no 
longer bear the thought of not feeling that lovely wonderful smooth little 
cock in her cunt. 

Maybe tonight, she told herself as she stepped out of the shower and began 
to towel herself dry. Maybe tonight. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

She set out Eddy's breakfast and left the house without waking him. The 
visiting teacher came at ten, and by then Eddy was up and had washed and 
dressed himself. He was far from helpless and could move himself from the 
bed to his chair easily. Most of the time, he went to school, but this year 
he was staying at home with tutors because of the operation that was 
scheduled in several months. It was a fun change for him, to be allowed to 
sleep late and spend only a few hours with an instructor then have the rest 
of his day free. After three o'clock, his pals stopped in and they built 
models, played games and talked like all kids. Eddy was not lonely, and he 
accepted his physical problem with the same ease and youthful optimism that 
he faced life. Eddy was the one nice thing that had come from her 
association with Quent. Eddy was a happy product of the sad memory. 

At the hospital, she discovered that she had been reassigned to floor duty 
in the pediatrics department. There had been a time when she could not bear 
the thought of working with hurt children who reminded her of her own son, 
and she had always begged off such assignments. But lately, the pain was 
gone and she actually enjoyed peds. Knowing that Eddy could be helped by a 
series of operations made it easy for her to care for other kids who'd been 
through their own private hells. 

And she enjoyed seeing some of the miracles that doctors worked with 
children's bodies and health. It made her feel more strongly that Eddy would 
be well too. And the early morning shift had one other attraction. One so 
pleasant that it made June feel guilty just thinking about it. She was on 
duty during the morning bath time. More than half the patients were boys, 
and this meant she had the opportunity to see-and sometimes even touch-the 
lovely little sex organs of pre-adolescence. She held herself in tight rein, 
doing only what her duties as a nurse called for. But the pleasure was still 
there, perhaps more intense for the forbidden aspect, the knowledge that she 
was courting danger by even thinking such thoughts. But she loved seeing the 
little cocks and the unfilled sacs of the scrotums. They made her think of 
the delights of handling Eddy and dreaming about the fulfillment he might 
some day give her. It was during her last assignment in pediatrics that she 
began to plan the total seduction of her son. The gnawing hunger for more 
than merely sucking him chewed at her night and day. She admitted to herself 
then that she wanted to feel the lovely little hard cock in her cunt, wanted 
to teach Eddy how to please her and find pleasure in her body. 

And now she had duty in the children's wing again. She took her assignment 
of patients from the floor nurse and went to the linen room. While she 
stacked linens for the beds she had to change, she glanced at the slip of 
paper on which she'd written the room numbers and patients. Only one of them 
was a private room. The others were small wards where traffic presented a 
problem. She sighed, wondering if the private patient was a boy or girl. She 
saved that room till last so she wouldn't have to hurry. As she worked in 
the other rooms, she listened to the chatter of the children and dreamed her 
private dreams. She had two young male patients that needed complete bed 
baths, and she spent a little longer perhaps than was absolutely necessary 
with them. But even so, she was ahead of schedule when she finally walked 
into the private room. 

She stopped halfway into the room and looked at the bed. The boy was lying 
with head propped on pillows, legs caught in the dismal plaster and ropes of 
traction. He glanced at her with huge dark eyes that made her shiver inside. 

"Hi, there. Feeling any better today?" she said brightly, hiding the quiver 
in her voice. 

The boy looked at her sullenly. Even with the harsh frown between his thick 
black eyebrows, he was incredibly beautiful. His face was smooth and his 
skin flawless. His enormous dark eyes glittered like diamonds at the bottom 
of a deep pool. His features were fine and his mouth was full and the lips 
red. His hair was dark and thick, curling over his ears and neck in a mod 
long cut. She guessed he was about eleven, perhaps a tiny bit older. She 
realized she was staring. 

She dropped the armful of linens to the chair and moved to the bed. He still 
hadn't answered her nor had the frown lessened. 

"How long have you been here?" she asked with determined cheerfulness. 

"Five days." His voice was still light and had not descended to masculine 
tones. 

June smiled. "Well, what do you say I get going and give you a nice bath and 
get the bed changed. Make you feel good." 

He said nothing but watched her with disinterest as she began to strip the 
bedclothes back and get out the bath blanket. She saw that his short 
hospital robe was tangled around his waist and left his lower torso exposed. 
Without staring, she glanced at the small mound of sex organs between his 
legs in the plaster of Paris V. No hair, but the shadowy spot looked 
enticing and full. She spread the bath blanket and picked up the basin and 
went into the tiny bath to fill it. She saw her face in the mirror over the 
sink as she waited for the water to fill. 

Her eyes were shining, her cheeks flushed. She was excited at the thought of 
bathing this boy. Already she felt the tight pull of her belly muscles and 
the numbing pain in her uterus. From the glimpse she'd had of him, she knew 
she was going to enjoy every moment of the bath time. The fact that he was 
in traction and immobilized to a certain degree made it difficult for him to 
wash himself, and the whole bath would be her responsibility. She smiled at 
her reflection and turned off the water taps. She carried the basin back to 
the bed. 

She tried to make small talk while she washed his hands and face. She 
learned that his name was Tony Marvel and that he'd been hit by a car. She 
was right about his age and he said that he missed school and baseball and 
his friends. By the time the bath was half over, she had him relaxed and 
talking about himself with ease. 

June moved the bath blanket away from his crotch and carefully wrung out the 
washcloth and rubbed the soap on it. Her heart was pounding in her chest, 
and her belly was aching with sudden desire as she saw the soft rope of his 
cock lying across the darker-skinned, roughly textured scrotum. He was 
telling her about the private school he went to, and she was scarcely 
listening. It seemed as though his words were a loud echo in her brain, and 
that her own conscience was screaming at her. 

Lovely cock, lovely boy cock, the voice inside her head cried at her. She 
bit her lip and put the washcloth to his private parts. A shiver of pleasure 
ran through her and she heard his voice drone on. She wasn't listening at 
all now. The wonderful thing she had in her hands filled her with awe and 
hot desire. She lifted the cock and washed carefully around the dangling sac 
under it. There was a pause in the boy's speech, and she glanced at him 
quickly but his expression told her nothing. His eyes burned holes in her 
and she tried to smile. Her mouth was dry, and she ran her tongue over her 
lips slowly. The boy smiled and she turned her attention back to her work. 

Work! My God! It was pure pagan pleasure to touch him this way. Her knees 
were weak and she had to lean against the bed to keep from shaking. He was 
so lovely ... so wonderfully young and lovely. She pulled back the foreskin 
of his penis and ran the edge of the washcloth under the ridge of his 
cockhead. The boy made a strange sound but she could not look at him. The 
little cock in her hand was jerking with spasms and beginning to gain an 
erection. She stared at it, hypnotized by the sight and by the promise. For 
a moment she was filled with hot lust and she almost bent her head to take 
the lovely thing in her lips. But she caught herself just in time, 
remembering where she was. She swallowed hard and pressed her thighs tightly 
together to put pressure on her clitoris and labia. Waves of pleasure 
radiated upward through her body. My God, how she wanted him! She swallowed 
hard again and bit her lip until the pain brought her back to reality. She 
uncurled her fingers slowly from the turgid organ, frightened now because 
she hadn't even realized she had taken hold of it that way. Had she stroked 
it ... petted it...? 

She looked quickly at the boy's face, checking for signs of fear or disgust. 
But he was still smiling, and his eyes were strangely bright and knowing. He 
stared until she had to look away in confusion. She rinsed out the cloth and 
wiped the soap from him, steeling herself against the pleasure she could so 
easily find in touching him again. Then she dried him and made sure the 
towel was always between her hands and his flesh. 

She was shaking inside. She was a fool! An absolute fool! If anyone had 
walked in-or if the boy had cried out-she could lose her job. Even now, the 
danger was not completely gone. The child might tell someone-his 
parents-another nurse-the doctor. 

But when she looked at him again, this fear eased. He seemed undisturbed by 
what had happened. By the time she had finished drying him, the erection had 
vanished and he was a docile patient again. As she made the bed, she had to 
lift his buttocks in order to get the bedclothes under him. His flesh was 
warm and a new shiver ran through her, But she managed to complete her work 
without incident. 

She tucked the last comer and patted the bedspread in place. "There, all set 
for the day now. Anything I can get you before I go?" She looked at him with 
a smile as she bent to gather the soiled linens. 

"Yes," he said so quietly she wasn't sure she'd heard. She turned and looked 
at him again. "I have a book in the suitcase in the closet. Could you get it 
for me?" 

She dropped the bundle of bedclothes. "Of course." She crossed to the closet 
and found the suitcase pushed back in the corner. "This one?" 

"Yeah, that's it." 

She lifted it to a chair and snapped open the locks. She moved aside the 
clothing that was packed neatly in it and felt for the book. She pulled it 
out. "Is this it?" 

"Yeah." He grinned at her. 

She moved to the bed and handed him the small volume. He put his hand on it 
but did not tighten his grip. As an afterthought, he pulled his hand away 
and left her holding it. 

"Would you open it for me?" he asked with a warm smile. 

"Sure. Have you been reading it already or are you just starting?" She 
flipped the cover open and saw the frontispiece. She froze, staring at the 
picture. It was of a huge red velvet bed on which a nude woman lay with legs 
spread wide and knees pulled up so tightly that her thick wet vulva was 
clearly on view. Hovering over her was a naked man, his penis erect and 
jutting, pointing at the woman's cunt, the glistening red tip of its swollen 
head only a breath away from her body. The man's mouth was pulled back in a 
grimace of lust, his eyes glittering. The woman's mouth was open as though 
she were panting for breath and anticipating the pleasure that was soon to 
be hers. Her hands were circling her own tits, pushing them up and forward 
so they jutted from her body in full lushness and the dark red nipples stood 
out in profile. And at the side of the bed, watching the impending sex act 
was a young boy-no older than the boy in the hospital bed. He was grinning 
widely, tongue flicking over his lips, eyes popping. He was completely nude, 
and standing in partial profile in the picture, his stiff young cock was 
obvious. He had a hard-on, and a tiny glistening drip of moisture could be 
seen at the tip of his cock. 

June stared at the picture, mesmerized by the beauty and caught by the lust. 
Her heart began to pound again, and she felt the hot, sharp pain in her 
belly. Yet she could not take her eyes from the picture. She stared at the 
boy in it. He was hairless, with only a hint of shadow above the jutting 
prick. He was young, not yet grown to manhood, yet he was feasting his eyes 
on the carnal pleasure before him, and his body was reacting out of his own 
need. 

"Ain't it beautiful?" Tony asked. 

She looked up then, unable to speak. He was grinning at her, just the way 
the boy in the picture was grinning at the couple on the bed. 

"Look at the size of that pecker," he said, pointing with a stubby finger to 
the man in the picture. 

Still hypnotized, she nodded. 

"He's gonna fuck her ... ooohhh, man, is she gonna get it!" He laughed 
softly and the sound made June's body shiver with pleasure. He was such a 
beautiful child! 

"Where did you-get this-book?" She could hardly force the words from her 
very thick tongue. 

He laughed again. "A guy at school. I have lots of them. I look at them and 
read them a lot." 

She stared at him, still unable to understand everything that was happening 
so quickly. He was admitting to her that he owned books like the one in her 
hand, that he looked at them and enjoyed them. The idea confused her, yet it 
excited her-just as touching his naked genitals had excited her. And 
somehow, there was a connection. Her subconscience accepted this fact even 
though her thoughts rejected it. 

Tony Marvel grinned at her and his hand moved on the sheet until it was over 
hers where she gripped the book. His hand was cool and exciting, and June's 
throat went very dry again. His dark eyes were deep pools. "Will you be on 
duty all day?" 

Numbly, she shook her head. "I go off at three...." 

He looked sad about that. "Do you ever work nights?" 

Again, she shook her head. "I-no, only days." 

"Will you be here tomorrow?" 

"I think so. At least I'll be on this floor. I'm assigned here for the whole 
week." For a moment they looked at each other. "Why?" she asked so softly 
that the word barely broke the silence. 

He smiled and showed his even white teeth. "I want you to give me my bath 
tomorrow, too-every day." 

"I-I'm not sure. The floor nurse decides which rooms I do." 

He frowned then but didn't answer. After a moment, his fingers tightened on 
her hand. They looked at each other until June couldn't stand it any more. 
The hard pressure in her belly had become a roaring inferno, and her cunt 
juice was running from her steadily. She could feel the wetness on her 
panties and the exposed flesh above the tops of her white nylon stockings. 
She forgot everything but how very close Tony was, how very desirable. She 
was breathing hard and it felt as though a tight band were drawn around her 
tits. Her free hand moved then, sliding across the cover and picking its way 
under the hanging edge of the sheet and spread. Then it moved back up into 
the bed, under the covers now, and approaching the delectable warmth of his 
body. His eyes were watching her, wide and smiling. She wet her lips again 
and sighed heavily. 

Then her hand touched the cast, moved over it and to his crotch. The heat 
from his body set her afire. She closed her hand around the small limp cock 
and felt its instant response. Her breath escaped like a tortured whimper. 

And then it was over. From the doorway, a voice called, "Mrs. Amherst, 
you're wanted on the phone." 

June whirled, pulling her hand out from under the cover at the same time. 
One of the aides stood in the doorway looking at her. 

"Oh, thank you, Vera." She smoothed the spread as though that was what she 
had been about all the time. She looked at Tony's innocent face. "Do you 
want to keep the book out or shall I put it away for you?" she asked. 

With a very cool look, he said, "You can put it away. I'm done with it for 
now. I'll read again tomorrow." 

She snapped the book shut and returned it to the suitcase, which she put 
back in the closet. She started for the door, her face warm and flushed. 

He called to her. "I'll see you tomorrow, Mrs. Amherst." 

She nodded without turning around. She hurt so bad she could hardly walk. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

June took the phone call at the floor desk. She was surprised to hear Eddy 
on the line. "Eddy, is something wrong?" He rarely called her at work, 
knowing that she was not supposed to spend time on personal calls when she 
was on duty. 

"No, I'm fine. But, Mom, it's important, don't be mad-" 

She smiled at the receiver in her hand. Mad? She could never get mad at 
Eddy. "What do you want, honey?" 

"Mom, can I keep him, is it okay, Joey gave him to me-" 

"Whoa, slow down, Eddy. I don't know what you're talking about. Start over 
again and explain...." 

She heard him take a deep breath. "It's a dog, Mom. He's beautiful, and he 
likes me and can I keep him? Please, Mom, I can take care of him-" 

"Oh, Eddy! A dog, you know we can't keep a dog-" 

"Aw, Mom, please. Hell be company for me and Joey says hell take him for 
walks every day-" 

The longing in the child's voice tugged at June's heart. She tried to think 
of some way to dissuade him 

"He's a good watchdog too, Mom. No burglars can get in with Shane here." 

June laughed softly and bit her lip. "Let's talk about it when I get home. 
Well see-okay?" 

A hint of disappointment and a note of hope were in the boy's voice as he 
said, "Okay, Mom." 

As she hung up the phone, June knew that she would have a very difficult 
time refusing Eddy. He so rarely asked for anything, and the dog would be a 
companion to him while she was away. Well, she'd think about it. She 
realized she had forgotten to ask what kind of dog it was. She smiled and 
went back to her work. 

The rest of the day went quickly and June saw Tony Marvel once more before 
she left. He made no sign of what had happened before, and she wondered what 
was going on in his mind. But she carried out his lunch tray and brought him 
fresh water without incident. It was better that way, she decided, despite 
the fact that she felt a stir of excitement in her belly each time she saw 
the child. She deliberately avoided touching Tony or even straightening the 
covers near his body. She had come too close to disaster this morning, and 
she no longer trusted her own judgment. One thing she knew for sure, she was 
going to have to find some relief for the gnawing need inside her. She could 
not go on like this. 

As soon as she entered the apartment, she saw the dog. She closed the door 
behind her and leaned against it. She had not been prepared for this! The 
dog was a sleek, beautiful Doberman. He sat beside Eddy's wheelchair with 
his head in the boy's lap but his eyes very bright and following her every 
move. Eddy's hand lay lightly on the animal's head. 

"Hi, Mom, isn't he great?" Eddy's eyes were shining as brightly as the 
dog's. 

She stared. "He's so big-" 

"He's friendly. Look, he loves me." The dog licked the boy's hand as though 
on cue. "His name's Shane." 

June laughed and walked across the room slowly. She leaned over the 
wheelchair and kissed Eddy, aware that the dog's gaze followed her 
carefully. 

"Can I keep him, can I, Mom?" Eddy's face was animated and his voice high 
with excitement. "Well...." 

"Aw, Mom...." 

She smiled at him. "Well try it and see how it works out. But remember, you 
have to take good care of him, remember to feed him-" 

"I will-honest. Oh boy, my own dog-" He hugged the dog's head and the animal 
lapped his long pink tongue across the child's cheek. 

June sighed and went into the bedroom to change her clothes. If the dog made 
Eddy happy, that was what counted. And it was a beautiful animal, sleek and 
trim, with an intelligent look that commanded attention. She wondered where 
Joey had gotten the animal and why he was giving it away. Oh, well, she 
wasn't going to worry about that now. 

She fixed dinner and they ate at the small table near the window in the 
living room. The doorway to the kitchen was too narrow to let Eddy's wheel 
chair through readily, and they usually preferred the pleasant view from the 
window. The apartment was not far from the hospital and it overlooked a 
small park. When the weather was nice, June usually carried Eddy down the 
two flights of stairs and folded his chair and carried it down. Then they 
walked, through the park, around it and sometimes blocks in several 
directions. She wanted Eddy to get lots of fresh air and it did him good to 
get out. But the days were getting shorter already now that it was October. 
By the time she got home from work, it was growing dark and cool. The 
excursions to the park had to be reserved for weekends. 

Throughout the meal, the dog lay close to Eddy's chair as though he had 
already claimed his rightful place in the world. June saw Eddy drop several 
pieces of meat to the animal but she pretended she didn't. Eddy was having 
too much fun. 

She cleared the table and did the dishes while Eddy watched TV and petted 
Shane. Then it was time for Eddy's bath. 

June stood across the room watching her son. She looked forward to this time 
each day, and now she couldn't help thinking of the boy in the private room 
this morning. He had gotten her very excited-or more correctly, she had 
gotten herself very excited bathing him and thinking about him. She had 
reached a point in her life without sex where simply handling Eddy and once 
in a while sucking his lovely little penis was not enough. She wanted to 
feel the stiffened boy flesh inside her, wanted to bring herself to climax 
by riding the lovely organ and feeling its wonder and promise. She had seen 
young boys at the hospital sustain erections for long periods of 
time-certainly long enough to make a woman cum. Watching Eddy now, June knew 
she wanted to try-tonight-now. 

"Bath time," she said as the program he was watching ended and the 
commercial came on. 

"Okay, Mom." Eddy never complained about his bath. She knew he enjoyed 
it-even looked forward to it. God, how she loved the child! She would never 
do anything to hurt him. This was not wrong-it couldn't be when she felt the 
way she did! She wanted him, she'd be gentle and loving, give him 
pleasure-She lifted him from the wheelchair and carried him into the 
bathroom. He sat on the small cushioned bench in front of the vanity while 
she bent to adjust the water taps. He began to undress. Her breath caught in 
her throat as she turned and saw his naked chest as he pulled off his shirt. 

"I'm going to take off my skirt," she said. "It just came from the dry 
cleaner and I don't want to get it wet or wrinkled." 

"Sure, Mom," he said with an easy grin. She went into the bedroom and 
stripped quickly, then put on a robe and pulled it tight around her. She 
slipped her feet into her scuffs and went back to the bathroom. Eddy was 
nude now, still sitting on the bench where she had left him. He had lifted 
himself high enough to get the pants and undershorts down over his hips and 
he was bending forward to skin them from his legs and over his feet. When he 
sat up again, she saw the lovely little mound of pubic flesh. The tight band 
wound around her breasts and her breath came in tortured gasps. 

She hurried to the tub and tested the water. Then she shut off the taps and 
turned to him. She was on her knees, and he had turned slightly so he faced 
her. His thin legs were parted and his penis was clearly on view where it 
lay softly over his scrotum. She stared, unable to take her eyes from the 
lovely sight. Her hand went toward him, touched his thin thigh, moved slowly 
toward the tempting morsel. He made a small sound as her fingers felt the 
length of the limp organ. June heard her own breath flutter and struggle for 
release. 

"Eddy...." Her fingers closed around his cock, lifting it gently and 
stroking it slowly. 

He sat very still watching her bent head. She licked her lips with the tip 
of her red pointed tongue, flicking the wet oral organ as though she were 
hungry for what lay before it. He liked it when she did these things to him. 
They felt good, and he knew that it pleased her too. He liked the feel of 
her hot wet tongue on him, the way she sucked at his penis and made it get 
hard. It made him tingle inside and he felt more grown up somehow. He and 
his mother had never talked about sex and his immature body, but they both 
knew the pleasure it could bring them. Lately at times like this, Eddy had 
the feeling that his mother wanted to do more than hold and suck him. He 
also had the feeling that very soon he was going to find out what else she 
wanted to do. He'd seen the look in her eyes, heard the quaver in her voice. 
Maybe tonight.... 

"Darling...." She bent her head to him and took his tool in her lips, 
massaging it gently and at the same time moving her head back and forth so 
he could feel the loose skin that covered his penis slide and stretch. 

June felt the warm soft flesh in her mouth and a quick burst of steam 
exploded in her uterus. It washed over her like the water had run in the 
tub, quick and covering her whole belly. It set off the secretions of her 
sex organs, and she felt the slow ooze of cunt juice begin between her legs. 
She knelt and pressed her thighs together, putting pressure on her clitoris 
and sending new shivers through her. Her thighs were damp and sticky with 
lust. 

"Mom?" 

She realized he had called her and she came up with a guilty start. "Yes?" 

"Why don't you give me my bath first ... and then we can ... well ... you 
know...." He blushed slightly. 

She smiled. "Of course. The tub's all ready," She got up and lifted him, 
helping him stand and then sit in the tub of warm water. He washed his face 
and hands and she took her time with other parts of his body. They always 
did it this way. She washed his legs and lower torso, spending most of her 
time between his legs. He grinned as she began to soap his little cock and 
it responded to her touches by growing turgid. By the time the bath was 
over, his penis was stiff and filled. She smiled as she wrapped him in a 
huge bath towel and carried him to her bed. 

"Darling...." She dried him quickly so he wouldn't chill. Then with a very 
quick motion, she unfastened the robe's belt and let her garment fall to the 
floor. She stood naked before him as he lay on the bed and watched her with 
wide, wondering eyes. She had never undressed in front of him before. With a 
hesitant smile, she sat on the bed next to him. 

"Eddy-oh, Eddy-" She seemed not to be able to get her words out clearly. Her 
voice sounded husky and her breathing was almost harsh. 

Eddy knew that she was sexually excited. He wasn't sure what it meant, but 
he knew that tonight was going to be different, that she wasn't only going 
to pet and suck him. He stared at her tits dangling against her body. She 
had big ones, huge swaying domes with big circles of dark skin at the ends. 
The dark patches were sort of krinkly looking and the centers of them were 
stuck out like little tongues. He could see the ridges and crevices in them. 

She moved closer to him, bending so her breasts swayed and brushed across 
his belly and chest. He shivered and his eyes grew wider. She moved up, 
cupping one hand under one of the big mounds and forcing the red tip to 
thrust toward his mouth. 

"Take it, darling ... please...." 

Hypnotized, Eddy opened his mouth and let her shove the lovely ripe fruit 
into it. She pushed hard, filling his mouth with her breast. The hard tip 
lay on his tongue, warm and delightful, and without being told, he closed 
his lips on it and began to suck. She moaned. 

"Oooohhh, yeeesss, that's the way, baby, yeeesss, suuuccckkk it." June 
flattened her palm against her belly and pressed hard as the excitement came 
to a boil inside her. His lovely little tongue was licking and loving her 
tit so wonderfully, her whole body quivered with delight. Her belly was a 
hard knot of desire, and the oozing between her legs had become a steady 
stream now. She was wet and hot. She wanted him. She pressed her tit deeper 
into his mouth, then reached for his hand and put it between her legs. His 
fingers curled into her pubic hair and she pushed her body onto them. 

"Mmmmm yeeesss, daarrlliinnggg! Ooooo!!" 

His fingers found the pulpy wet opening between her cuntal folds and poked 
into it. She gasped, and her hips bounced to show him that she wanted him to 
set up a rhythmic probe inside her. 

Eddy could hardly breathe. His mouth was filled with his mother's big tit 
and she was pressing onto him hard. Not only that, he felt the tight 
excitement growing inside him. His hand was between her legs, finding warm 
wetness that surprised him but at the same time made him shiver with 
pleasure. His fingers pushed up into the thatch of hair and found slippery 
wet flesh. He poked at the layers of skin that were like lips and found the 
opening between them. Then he was inside, and his whole body began to shake. 
She was so wet and slimy, and so very warm. She was bouncing and forcing his 
fingers to dive in and out of the hot, hugging tunnel. His fingers were 
sticky and slippery, and the hair around the opening was very wet. God, he 
was excited! 

Little loving hand ... oooo ... it felt so good in her twat! June slammed 
her hips against the bed and the darting fingers. Lovely little child, 
lovely little cock. She felt for his genitals, moving carefully so she did 
not disturb the loving tongue at her tit nor that hand in her pussy. 
There-she had it. She closed her fist around it and began to stroke in time 
with his tempo in her cunt. Up and down, mmmm, faster ... harder.... 

The penis hesitated, jerked, began to grow turgid. June almost wept for joy. 
She was so hot, and so much in need. She had to have a cock inside her. She 
had to have this lovely little unspoiled boy cock inside her ... yeeesss.... 

She was too impatient to wait for his rigidness. She touched his head, 
brushing his golden hair back from his cheeks. "Baby ... darling ... let 
go...." 

He shook his head, pulling the taut nipple tightly in his teeth. He didn't 
want to let go ... ever! 

"Yes, darling!" June had to laugh at his insistence. "I want you to do 
something else...." 

His eyes widened and he stared at her. With a last lick at the delicious 
tidbit in his mouth, he released her. She smiled. "Move over, darling. Yes, 
that's the way. Now, I'll lie down next to you and suck your cock. All 
right?" 

He nodded, said nothing. 

"And if you want to, you can look at Mommy's cunt, play with it. Maybe-" she 
hesitated a fraction of a second. "Maybe even suck it if you want to." 

His eyes were huge then and he watched her turn on the bed and lie at his 
side. Instantly her mouth went to his sex organs, her hot tongue finding and 
curling around his cock. He felt the pull of need in his loins. She raised 
one leg, propping the foot so her knee stayed aloft and her thighs were 
spread wide. He was looking right into the wet haven between her legs. He'd 
never seen anything like it. Once, in school, one of the boys in his class 
had a magazine with pictures of nude women in it. He'd seen tits and pubic 
hair, but he was totally unprepared for the thick dribbling wet folds of 
flesh that she was showing him. Her mouth was going crazy on his cock, and 
suddenly he wanted to touch her again. He wanted it very much. 

He put his hand back into the slimy hole. Oooohhh, it was so hot and so 
juicy! He put both hands to it, pulled apart the thick red lips and stared 
at the dark glory inside. He could see the juice running from her, thick and 
white and creamy. Without conscious thought, he inched his face upward and 
lapped at the white creamy fluid with his tongue. It made his mother twitch 
and gurgle funny noises as she sucked his cock. He was very excited now, his 
young body jerking with spasms he had never felt before. The stuff he was 
licking up was sweet and warm, and he pressed his face deeper for more. 

His tongue touched a small bump and he explored it slowly. That made her 
jump and arch her back so her crotch came hard onto his face and mouth. She 
like it. He liked it too. 

June felt the tongue drive at her clitoris and she went crazy. God, she was 
on fire. She was so full of lust that she was ready to explode. His lovely 
little tongue was sawing at her flesh, igniting new fires in her belly. She 
cradled the cock in her own mouth and moved back and forth, forcing the 
foreskin to stretch and pull all the way to the base of the cock, then 
scurry forward again and almost cover the swollen tip. She had aroused him 
well, and his erection was firm and good. She wanted him. She needed him. 

Gasping for air, she pulled her mouth from him and pried his head out of her 
crotch. He started to protest and she covered his mouth with a wet kiss, 
tasting her own cunt juice on his lips and tongue as she filled his mouth 
with her own tongue. Then she climbed over him. She could scarcely breathe. 
The fire in her belly had fanned through her whole body, coiled to a hot 
wire in her chest. She straddled his thin body, poising herself over his 
hips, taking hold of his cock again. 

"You just lie still, darling. You don't have to do anything. Ohhhh, God 
ooohhh, darling!" 

She moved her body down and touched the tip of his damp glistening prick to 
her swollen, overheated labia. A tremor raced through her. She held her 
breath and moved again, letting the warm ripe head of his cock slip between 
the dripping folds of her cunt. 

Eddy gasped. "Oooohhhh, Ma!" 

"It doesn't hurt, dear, does it?" She could not stop. 

"Nooo, it feelllsss goooddd!" He tightened his body and pressed toward her. 
His face screwed into a grimace of pagan pleasure, and June sank down the 
rest of the way. His cock had attained its full length of about four inches. 
She moved until he could feel the hot wet slimy tissues he had played with 
lap at his belly and balls. He gasped again. 

To June, it felt like a white-hot poker shafting into her. The smallness of 
its size meant nothing, and it did not detract from the power of the thrust. 
It had been so long, so goddamn long, since she'd been screwed, she was 
ready to cum right now. She had to be careful, not let her full weight fall 
on his body. He wasn't strong enough to hold her up. But, God! she was so 
hot, she had to ride him! 

She began to move then, bracing her hands above his shoulders and holding 
her weight so the only pressure point was in her cunt. The hard cock speared 
at the walls of her pussy, diving into them with the fury of lust and 
driving her crazy. She rocked on it, sending the shaft of flesh as far into 
her drooling cunt as she could, loving every moment of the delightful 
fucking. She tried to smile at Eddy, but her face was stiff and twisted with 
her lust. She could only gasp out her need. 

"Ooohhh, yeesss, fuucckk, fuuuccckkk, I want to cuuummm!! I want to 
cuuummm!!" 

His wide eyes stared at her, his body met her need with a fury she had not 
known he possessed. His hips came up to meet her, his little boy cock stayed 
rigid and full. She felt the hot warning of pressure in her uterus. 

"Yeess, oohh yeeesss, I-I-I-I'mmm cccuuummmiiinnnggg, I-I-I-I'mmm 
cccuuummmmiiinnnggg!!" The dam inside her broke, letting go the flood of her 
secretions. The hot coil sprang loose, ricocheted and bounced inside her, 
setting off more and more huge waves of fire. She forgot everything but the 
hot passion that consumed her. She slammed her body onto the rod he offered. 
She felt the firm flesh bathed in her wetness, felt the stiff sureness of it 
since there was no cum for it to explode and thus deplete itself. 
Gloriously, she realized his dick was still hard, the erection still good. 
She gasped for breath and began a second wild ride on him. He looked 
surprised for a second, but then he pulled his lips back in a tight smile 
and she knew he wanted more. She grinned at him and fucked him again. Her 
climax was slower this time, but when it came it was as beautiful and 
glorious as the first one. Eddy looked a little pale and tired when she 
finally climbed off him. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

Eddy lay panting for breath. June put her hand to his cheek and he opened 
his eyes to look at her. 

"Are you all right, darling?" she asked, afraid suddenly that she had done 
too much, tired him beyond his strength. 

"Wow! That was something," he said in awe. 

"You're not too tired?" She glanced at his prick and saw that it had begun 
to go soft. 

He shook his head. "No. Boy, wow!" 

She smiled. "Did you like that?" 

"Boy, I'll say. Gosh it felt so good-" 

"Darling!" She bent and kissed him, still stroking his cheek. "It was 
wonderful for me too." 

"What did you say before?" he asked. "While you were doing that? I-" 

She smiled. "Fuck. That's what it's called. One of the things anyway. 
Fucking. When a man puts his cock inside a woman and does that." 

"Does the woman always get on top?" 

She laughed and shook her head. "No. Either way. Someday, after your 
operation, when your legs are strong, you can get on top. All right?" 

He grinned. "Yeah, I'd like to try that." 

She petted him lovingly. "And someday when your body grows up all the way, 
you'll cum too. A man has a special organ in his body, and it makes thick 
white juice for him to shoot out into the woman. When he does that, they 
both cum at the same time." 

"When can I do that?" he asked. 

She laughed. "It'll be a few years yet, darling. But don't worry about it. 
You're a marvelous lover just as you are. I couldn't ask for more." 

"Mom?" 

"Yes, darling?" 

"Can we do this some more? I mean it felt awfully good. I liked it." His 
eyes gleamed. 

"Mmmm, of course. Yes, of course ... but it's a very private thing-just 
between you and me. You mustn't tell anyone or talk about it with your 
friends, okay?" 

He grinned and nodded. "Sure." 

She heard the strange whimpering sound then and turned to look at the 
doorway. She had not closed the door between the bedroom and the living 
room, and the dog, Shane, was standing watching them. Shocked, she saw the 
glistening redness of his sex organ where it had slithered out of its furry 
sheath. She bit her lip. The dog whimpered again. 

"Gosh, I forgot about Shane!" Eddy sat up and clapped his hands for the dog 
to come to him. The dog wagged his tail and padded across the room in slow 
sure steps, flicking his gaze from the boy to the woman. 

June was mesmerized by the animal's huge, lolling tongue and the jet black 
eyes that stared at her. The dog came to the side of the bed and put his 
head over her naked thigh. The boy reached and petted him. June sat very 
still. 

"Hello, boy," Eddy said, wrestling with the dog's head in a loving way. The 
animal shifted its weight, and his smooth fur caressed June's leg. She 
jerked as though struck by lightning as the dribbly wet cock of the dog 
touched her bare flesh. She held her breath, unable to move away. 

The boy was laughing and playing now, his entire interest devoted to the 
dog. He could not see the unsheathed penis from where he was, but June could 
feel it on her leg. She knew she should pull away, be disgusted by the very 
idea, but she could not. The idea thrilled her in a strange way, excited 
her, made her feel hot and heavy inside again. It was a long time before she 
managed to free herself from the pressure of the animal. 

"Bedtime for you now, Eddy," she said, hoping he did not notice the quaver 
in her voice. 

"Awww, can't I play with Shane a while?" 

She made a face at him. "You'll have all day tomorrow to play with Shane, 
darling. Now, it's bedtime." 

"Okay." Eddy gave in gracefully. He was a docile child who rarely struck out 
independently. 

"I'll get a cloth and wash you off, then I'll carry you into your own bed." 

"Can Shane sleep with me?" 

"I don't know...." 

"Please?" His eyes pleaded with her. 

"Well, okay. But I'll have to take him for a walk before he settles down for 
the night. Did Joey give you a leash?" She talked over her shoulder from the 
bathroom as she wrung out a warm washcloth. 

Back at the bed, she began to clean his cock and balls. He said, "Yes. I put 
it on the bookcase in the living room." He watched her lift his limp organs 
and clean under and around them. He liked the way she handled him. Even now 
it felt good. 

When she was done, she lifted him and carried him to his own bed. She put on 
his pajamas and tucked him in. "Good night, baby," she said and kissed him. 
She had not put on her robe, and he reached up and cupped one big boob in 
his small hand, not able to grasp the whole thing with his curled fingers. 
"Good night, Mom. And thanks-for you know-for fucking-" 

She kissed him again and hugged him tightly to her naked breasts a moment. 
Finally, she stood up and snapped off the light. "Good night, darling. Try 
to sleep late in the morning. I'll take your dog for a short walk before I 
leave, but make sure Joey takes him out for a run later, okay?" 

"Okay, Mom." 

"Good, I'll walk him now and then he can come in and sleep by your bed." 

Eddy smiled, and June went out, closing the door. In the bedroom, the dog 
was still standing near her bed as though he were waiting for her to return. 
It surprised her. She had expected him to lope off, maybe even try to stay 
in Eddy's room. But the animal stood still panting at her. His long red 
tongue hung from the side of his mouth and his eyes followed her every 
movement. He seemed to be staring at her naked body, but she knew that was 
ridiculous. She went to the closet for her nightgown, anxious to cover her 
nudity for some crazy reason. Then she remembered she had to walk the 
animal. With a sigh, she hung the gown up again and started for the 
bathroom. The dog moved, crossing in front of her and gazing up at her 
expectantly. 

She stopped and stared at it. "What's the matter, Shane?" She spoke softly 
and the dog seemed to understand. He raised his head and whimpered, the red 
tongue made a quick arc across the jaws. He moved closer to her and licked 
at her thigh. The scrape of the rough tongue froze June to the spot. It sent 
a shiver racing through her. The dog's tongue licked across her leg again, 
higher this time as the animal lifted its head slightly. June stood in the 
middle of the room and waited. It was as though the dog were trying to tell 
her something but her mind was an absolute blank as she watched the 
beautiful animal nuzzle between her legs and lap at her damp cunt. The rough 
tongue scraped into the wet folds, seared over the thick erotic flesh. June 
sucked air into her lungs and whimpered. She could not move, nor did she 
want to. She heard the strange snuffling noises the dog made as he pushed 
deeper into the canyon of her body. She was shivering all over now and her 
knees were weak. 

The insistent tongue moved over her hot flesh, lapping up the remnants of 
the fuck juice she had produced while riding Eddy's little boy cock and the 
thick heavy cream of her cum. It excited June, it excited her so much she 
thought she might fall over as the passion and lust gripped her and made her 
legs rubbery. Very slowly, she began to back toward the bed. The dog whined 
and moved with her, still pressed his snout at her cunt. Once when she got a 
step farther than he, the dog growled softly and she paused. She was 
frightened, but even her fear excited her. 

When she felt the pressure of the bed behind her legs, she lowered herself 
slowly, sitting on the edge with her knees spread wide. The dog's head was 
between her thighs and the snout buried in her pubic hair. June could see 
his glittering eyes as he concentrated on the morsel he sought. Then she 
felt the touch of the smooth sharp teeth-gently but firmly on her labia. Her 
clitoris was caught between the folds of flesh and the pressure of his teeth 
bore down on it. 

"Oooowww...." She could not smother the whimper that rose in her throat. The 
animal's eyes rolled as he looked up at her but his chomping motions did not 
falter. June was being driven crazy. Her whole body flamed now, and she was 
shivering with the force of the need that filled her. She stared at the 
Doberman, telling herself it was impossible, yet knowing that she was not 
dreaming. The dog was bringing her to a fever of sexual excitement. June's 
hands gripped the bedcovers and her nails dug at them like claws. She was 
breathing through her mouth, hard and fast, breaths bursting from her lips 
in a staccato tempo. She was sweating and her nipples were surging from 
their beds of coral so hard they hurt. She felt as though her whole body 
were being pulled into a whirlpool of lust. She wanted to grab the dog's 
head and force him deeper into her vagina but she was afraid. She remembered 
the deep growl he had given when she moved away from him. She had no idea 
what the animal would do if she moved. 

"Ooohhh." The need in her was flaming out of control. She could not sit 
still. The lust filled her as the animal nibbled at her clitoris and lapped 
his tongue into her cunt. She shivered, fell backward on the bed and hugged 
her arms to her tits. 

"Please ... oohhh, please ... yeeesss, mmmm." 

The sounds were low and muted as she pressed her hand to her mouth to muffle 
them. She did not want to wake Eddy, did not want him to see the thing that 
was happening to her. Yet she could not stop it. Her uterus tightened and 
heaved, ready for its climax, ready to cum. She beat her fists against the 
bed, bit her lip and moaned as she tried to lie still. It was no use, her 
hips twitched and thrashed. The dog growled menacingly, and even that 
threatening sound excited her more. She clamped her teeth on her lip and bit 
hard as the orgasm came, rocking her and setting fire to her whole body. As 
it happened, she lost control and whimpered and cried out. 

"Yeeesss, mooorrreee, oooo, aaaggghhh!!" Her orgasm was a sheet of fire that 
engulfed her and swept her into oblivion. She felt the dog's mouth pull at 
her cunt, the teeth gentle but firm in her flesh. She felt the hard, hot 
tongue lash at her cunt in wide arcs, drinking up the latest flood of cum 
juice. She thrashed, eyes closed and teeth clenched. And she came ... for a 
very long time she came ... huge washing waves of delight flooding her and 
carrying her to ecstasy and oblivion. 

She drifted on the heady wave of contentment and sexual fulfillment. Even 
with Quent, it had never been this good. She lay limp and exhausted. It was 
a long time before she realized that the dog had stopped lapping at her 
crotch. Slowly, she opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling. After a few 
seconds, she pushed herself up and looked for Shane. He was sitting two feet 
away, staring at her, the long red tongue lolling between the rows of sharp 
even teeth. She stared back at the animal in the silent room. 

Finally she moved, getting to her feet and walking slowly to the bathroom. 
The dog watched like a sentry but made no move toward her. She showered 
quickly and then pulled on slacks and a sweater and went to the living room 
for the animal's leash. The dog trotted obediently to the door and waited. 

She snapped the leash to his choker chain and took him out. The air felt 
good on her warm face and she walked briskly, crossing to the park and 
letting the dog have the full leash. He was well trained and did not jerk on 
the leather. June walked him around the park twice and then headed for home. 
Back in the apartment, the animal trotted immediately to Eddy's door and 
waited for her to open it so he could enter. 

June left Eddy's door open a few inches in case the dog wanted to get out 
during the night. She filled the water dish Eddy had given him, and then 
turned out the lights in the living room and kitchen and went back to her 
bedroom. She closed the door and undressed. She studied her reflection in 
the full length mirror on the back of the door. There was a new animation to 
her face, an excitement that had never been there, a satisfaction that she 
had longed for and needed for a very long time. Her face was radiant. Not 
pretty, but glowing with vitality and the buried excitement. Had she looked 
like this when Quent loved her? 

Her brown eyes stared back at her mockingly. Admit it, her conscience 
chided, Quent never loved you. He only used you. She let her glance take in 
her body, the full lush tits that had pleased Quent so much ... and that had 
pleased Eddy too. She ran her hands over her ribs, downward to her waist. 
She really ought to diet and rid herself of the slight bulge. Her hips were 
a trifle too wide, well padded, a beautiful frame for the dark thatch of 
pubic hair. She thought again of the dog and the way he had gone after her, 
and she shivered with remembered pleasure. My God, she had enjoyed it! A 
dog! A dog had made her cum! It was hard to believe. She pressed her hand 
hard into her belly. A quick vision of the dog earlier in the evening came 
to her mind. The dog standing watching her and Eddy. The dog with the 
glistening slimy red dribbling cock unsheathed between his legs.... 

Horrified by her rampant thoughts, June turned and ran to the bed. She 
climbed in, pulled the covers over her naked body and snapped off the light. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

At the hospital the next morning, June had mixed feelings when she found out 
that she had again been assigned to the private room of Tony Marvel. He 
grinned at her as she came in, his eyes bright and eager. He'd had a good 
night, according to the chart, and it was possible that he would be allowed 
to go home in a few days. 

"I dreamed about you," he said when she went to the night stand and began 
removing the bath articles. She looked up in surprise. 

"You did?" She laughed lightly, trying to ease the tension she could not 
shake off. 

The boy's eyes were bright. "Bring me the book," he said very softly. 

"It's time for your bath-" 

"I want to look at it while you give me my bath." 

June felt the tight drawing in her belly and breast. She knew why he wanted 
it. She also knew the fantastic danger she was putting herself in. If anyone 
came in and caught them ... She went to the closet and got out the suitcase. 
She could feel his eyes following her actions as she opened it and got the 
book and brought it to him. Quickly, she picked up the basin and retreated 
to the bathroom. She ran the water fast and tried to blot out her thoughts 
with the sound of the water. 

She had to be careful. Yesterday, the aide might easily have seen what she 
was doing had the girl walked another step into the room. It had been a 
stroke of luck that she hadn't-and June knew she should not push her luck. 
She should have asked to switch room assignments with one of the other 
nurses. Her cheeks were flushed and her face hot. But she didn't want to-she 
wanted to be right here with little Tony Marvel. 

She brought the basin back and set it on the table. She pulled back the 
covers and draped the bath blanket over the child. 

"Look," he said, holding the open book toward her. "Look at this one...." 

She dropped the washcloth into the basin and began to wring it out so her 
hands would be busyH;oo busy to take the book. But she could not avoid 
looking at the picture. Tony thrust the open pages right in front of her 
face. 

The picture made her breath catch in her chest. 

Her hands dripped water to the basin as she forgot the cloth she was 
holding. The full color picture was even more erotic than the one he had 
shown her yesterday. The same three participants were in it, but their 
positions were altered. Now, the young boy was on the bed with the couple, 
behind the woman's curled body. She was on her knees, and it was obvious 
from the angle at which the boy approached her that he was sinking his cock 
into the tight puckered asshole between her huge buttocks. The boy's face 
mirrored his ecstasy and the bulging vein throbbing along the length of his 
golden boy penis was clearly visible. The man lay under the woman, his 
crotch near her face. The huge swollen shaft of hot flesh glistened wetly as 
though she had been sucking it only moments before. Her fist was curled 
tightly around the hard shaft, pulling back the loose covering of skin so 
the head bulged like a huge mushroom cap. Her eyes were closed and her face 
ecstatic as the man's cum spurted and splashed all over her face. A tiny tip 
of her tongue was pushing between her teeth to lap at the thick smear of 
dribbling cock cum running down her lips. 

June didn't know how long she stood staring at the photograph. Again, she 
felt the familiar heat in her belly, the hot trickle of lust between her 
heavy thighs. Tony was doing this to excite her-and he was succeeding very 
well. My God, she was on fire, lusting after his hidden tool. With a 
strangled gasp, she looked at the boy. He was smiling at her and she could 
see the smoldering excitement in his eyes. The tip of his tongue was poking 
between his teeth, moving slightly as though he wanted to lick his lips. 

June swallowed the dry thickness in her mouth. "Why are you doing this?" she 
whispered. 

"I want you to suck me off." His gaze never wavered from hers. He might have 
been asking for a glass of water. He stared at her until she answered. 

"No ... I-I can't-" 

"You want to." It was direct and honest. 

Without volition, her head nodded in agreement. "Yes." It was barely a 
breath. "But-someone might come in-I can't-you mustn't ask...." 

He reached down and lifted the bath blanket she had draped between his legs. 
Her eyes were drawn to the treasure she knew lay there. He held the cover 
like a tent over his body. "Look, I got a hard-on." 

She saw, and again her breath coiled in her throat. "No, I can't-" 

"Take it, please ... hold it a while...." His dark eyes compelled her to 
move her hand under the blanket and grab his stiff prick. It was warm and 
lovely, hard, yet incredibly smooth and wonderful. Her hand began to move in 
loving strokes on it. 

"Aaaaahhhh, that's gooood," he said in a hoarse whisper. "Faster, faster-" 

June could hardly breathe. Her hand began to pump in rapid motion on the 
delightful shaft of flesh it held. She could feel the foreskin slip upward 
as her fist closed over the top of the organ, then slide back as she tugged 
it to the base. She was staring at the glistening fat head, bulging over her 
hand. It looked very big and very ripe. But he was a child, his testicles 
not yet descended ... She pumped faster and harder. The boy moaned softly. 

"Suck it-ooohhh, jeeezzz, suck me off!" He was panting for breath, thrashing 
and trying to grab for her. 

She was afraid he would hurt himself moving so much. She put one hand to his 
chest and pressed him back. The feel of his warm body through the thin 
hospital gown made her shiver with a thrust of new delight. His huge dark 
eyes pleaded with her, hypnotized her ... She bent her body and put her head 
under the edge of the blanket he still held up. Then her mouth was opening, 
coming down on the golden hard prick, tasting the sweet promise of it. She 
wasn't sure what happened next. She went wild at the flavor of his youth. 
She forgot that they were in a room where anyone might come barging in. She 
forgot she was a nurse and he a patient. She forgot she was a middle-aged 
woman and he was merely a child. She sucked his little cock with all the 
violence and passion that had ever consumed her. 

His little boy cock was sweet and the pressure in it increased as she worked 
at mouthing it. Her hand was still at his crotch, and she found the soft 
sacs of his balls and began to massage them gently. There were no hard cores 
inside, no ripe manhood. Yet his cock began to seep juice as she speared it 
in and out of her hot oral tunnel with new lust. She could taste him. He was 
going to ejaculate! Not the heavy hard semen of a man but the first stirring 
juices of a boy growing up. She tongued his cockhead wildly, pushing her 
face in and out of the dark moist haven between his casts. Yet she was 
gentle, never hurting him, only thrilling. 

Tony stuffed the corner of the pillow in his mouth. He was so hard and hot 
he wanted to scream, but he knew that would frighten her off-make her 
stop-and that was the last thing in the world he wanted! He was hot and 
crazy to feel the release of his sexual tension. He had seen pictures in the 
books of women doing this to men. He had watched his mother do it to his 
father and to the man who came each week to clean the swimming pool. They 
didn't know he spied on them, but he did-and he grew more excited each time. 
And now he had a woman to suck his hard little dick. "Oooohhh, man, that 
felt gooood! Oooo, wow!" His belly was a firepit. Something deep inside him 
was pulling and tugging at some hidden spring. The was better than the 
strange dreams where he somehow grew excited and woke to grab his own cock 
and try to make it cum. But it never worked. He found some pleasure in 
jacking himself off, but it was not what he wanted. He knew he had no cum to 
spurt like the dude in the picture-squirting it all over the woman's 
face-but he knew just as surely that there was something in there pounding 
to shoot out. 

"Mmmmmppphhh, aaaggghhh, aaaggghhh!!! He muffled his screams with the 
pillow. The trigger inside him pulled and the bullet of his first load 
spurted out. Her mouth was hot and hard on his prick. Her hands cupped his 
balls, kneading high into his body cavity, finding the source of his need. 

June felt the hot pressure explode and the warm salty pre-seminal fluid 
spurt majestically. It flew into her mouth, delighting her tongue and palate 
with its wondrous flavor. Sweet, young, new ... She kept her motions in 
rhythm until she was sure she had drained the last bit of the delightful 
juice from his baby cock. Even then, she nuzzled to his crotch and inhaled 
deeply of the aroma of his body. Her hand worked the roughly textured skin 
of his scrotal sacs. The tension in his body eased and she knew she had 
given him great pleasure. Her own body had found its pleasure too. At the 
moment of his spurting fluid, her uterus jerked in a spasm of rushing lust, 
flooded her with hot cum juice. She could feel it bathe her cunt now, 
pouring along the thick walls of the muscle and dribbling down toward the 
exit. With great effort, she released the limp pecker and pulled her head 
out of the tent. 

He was lying back on the pillow, gasping for breath. His eyes were 
half-closed, but he saw her and smiled. "Wow!" He moved his head in slow 
motion. 

June smiled and licked her lips. Her breasts were heaving with the passion 
that had not quite died in her belly. She would have liked to stay, crawl 
naked beside him, let him touch and taste her body in response. She drew a 
deep breath and forced herself to turn back to the basin she had prepared 
for his bath. The water had grown cold, and she carried it to the bathroom 
and refilled the pan. 

He lay quietly while she washed his face and upper body. The smile still 
hovered on his lips and his eyes followed every move she made. Neither of 
them were inclined to speak. 

It wasn't until she was pulling the last cover in place on the newly-made 
bed that he said, "You'll come again tomorrow?" 

She felt her face flush. "I don't know ... it's very dangerous-doing this 
here-I told you-" 

"I won't tell anyone." 

She looked at him in surprise. The thought had never occurred to her. "My 
God! I hope not! I'd get fired!" The panic engulfed her much the same way 
her passion had earlier. 

"Don't worry," he said and smiled. "But I want you to come back tomorrow." 

Was there a threat in his voice? She looked at him, studying his face for a 
clue to his thoughts. But he looked cherubic, and she decided it must have 
been her imagination. 

"I-don't know," she said. "I have to do what I'm told. I can't afford to 
lose this job." She looked right at him. "I have a boy your age at home to 
support." 

That interested him and he began to ask questions about Eddy. She answered 
casually as she emptied the bath water and set out his clean towels. She 
mentioned the dog that Eddy's friend had given him yesterday, and Tony's 
eyes got very bright. 

"I have a dog, a boxer," he said. "Hey, hand me the book a sec. I wanna show 
you something." 

She handed him the volume and waited while he flipped through the pages to 
find what he wanted. He grinned and showed her another picture. 

"Did you know dogs can fuck women?" he asked. 

She stared at the color photograph. A woman lay splayed on a low couch, face 
up, legs spread very wide. Between her creamy thighs was a huge black 
labrador dog. His slippery wet penis was thrusting into the open wet lush 
folds of the woman's pussy. The dog's mouth was drawn back in a vicious 
snarl and his saliva dribbled down onto the woman's belly. But she did not 
look at all frightened. She looked ecstatic. Her eyes were wide with 
delight, her mouth twisted in a grimace of pagan pleasure, her hands were 
holding her own breasts and squeezing the nipples upward toward the dog's 
head. 

June wasn't aware of how long she'd been staring at the picture until Tony 
spoke again. "Can your dog do that?" 

She had an instant vision of Shane's red dribbling cock last night and her 
own reaction to it. Could she have-? No, it was too wild to even consider! 
She looked at Tony and shook her head. "No...." The answer lacked force and 
conviction. 

"Maybe you can teach 'im!" The idea seemed to delight Tony and his tongue 
moved across his lips quickly. 

"I-" Suddenly she knew that the idea was appealing. The thought of the dog's 
slimy wet tool going up into her cunt made her feel very horny and very hot. 
She looked at the boy. "I have to go finish my work now," she said 
carefully. "Have a good day." She started for the door. 

"Hey-" 

She turned. 

"Better put this away before my mother comes to visit!" He held out the 
book. 

She blushed at having forgotten, took the volume and replaced it in its 
secret spot in his suitcase. Then with a quick smile, she left the room. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

When June got home that afternoon, she could not take her eyes off the dog. 
Eddy reported that he had had a wonderful day with Shane for company and 
that Joey had taken the dog for a run in the park after school. June felt 
good seeing the animated look in her son's eyes, knowing that the animal was 
a good companion for the invalid child. But she felt even better when she 
thought about the things that Tony had said to her this morning. 

Was it really possible? she wondered. Would a dog fuck a woman? Any dog and 
any woman? Or had the pictures been staged using a specially trained animal? 
She closed her eyes and gripped the edge of the sink as she thought about 
the picture. My God, what would it feel like to have the beast between her 
legs like that? She shivered and wrapped her arms across her breasts. Last 
night when the dog had licked her, she had almost gone crazy. 

She finished the dishes and played checkers with Eddy until it was his 
bedtime. He looked tired from the extra energy he had spent with the dog, 
and June skipped his bath and the possible pleasure she might have had from 
his body. She had to be careful with Eddy not to tire him or overtax his 
limited strength. When he was well, things would be different. 

She tucked him into bed and turned off the light and closed the door. For a 
while, she sat in the big chair and watched Shane. The dog seemed to sense 
that she was thinking about him, and from time to time he wagged his tail as 
though to show her he was friendly. At nine, she got up and fastened his 
leash and took him to the park again. 

The brisk walk did nothing to still the desires that were burning in her 
belly. She tried to talk herself into waiting until she knew the animal 
better, had its complete confidence and trust. The dog was so new to them, 
she could not predict what his reactions might be. The idea frightened her 
but at the same time it excited her too. She took another turn around the 
small park before she went back up to the apartment. 

She dropped the leash on the bookcase and hung her sweater in the closet. 
Moving slowly, she turned off the light and walked into her bedroom. Only a 
small lamp was burning here, and she did not snap the wall switch. The 
shadowed room was more comfortable for her conscience. She had seen Shane 
start for Eddy's bedroom door when they came into the apartment but she did 
not cross to open it for him. She wanted the dog here, in her bedroom, with 
her. She was afraid to turn around and see if he had followed. 

With deliberately slow movements, she undressed. She hung each garment 
carefully, the skirt and blouse in the closet, the slip over the back of the 
chair. She draped her bra over the slip, then peeled off the white nylon 
panties she wore. She placed these on the seat of the chair near the edge. 
Maybe if the dog caught her scent.... 

She unhooked her stockings and peeled them off, then the thin white lace 
garter belt. Naked, she stretched, arms high over her head, and she turned 
slowly to look at the doorway. 

Shane stood there with eyes shining. As though on signal, he came the rest 
of the way into the room. June smiled and walked over to close the door 
behind him. She did not want any sounds to carry to Eddy. No matter what.... 

She moved back toward the bed, unsure of how to start the seduction of the 
dog. He stood watching her, seemingly waiting for her next move. She bit her 
lip and tried to think. She looked around the room, saw her face in the 
mirror and her flushed cheeks and bright eyes. She took a deep breath and 
picked up the nylon panties and held them toward the dog. He advanced a step 
toward her, sniffed at the scrap of cloth, then wagged his tail. 

June had to laugh. She simply did not know what to do next. Last night the 
dog had made the advances and she had merely accepted them eagerly. Now with 
the tables turned, she was at a loss. Last night the dog had apparently 
become excited while he watched her and Eddy fuck. But tonight Eddy was 
already in bed and sleeping. She was alone with the animal. 

The dog was not disinterested. He watched each move she made. But there was 
no glistening wet prick jutting from his canine cock covering. Only the wet 
red drooling tongue lolling from his jaws. It gave June the idea. She pulled 
the small area rug from the foot of the bed and spread it near the night 
stand. The small lamp glowed its light down on the white furry patch. June 
lowered herself onto the rug, not taking her eyes off the dog and the rough 
tongue. She leaned back on her elbows and spread her legs wide apart, 
forming a deep V between her thighs. 

The dog cocked his head and whined softly. 

June put her hands to her crotch and pulled the heavy wet folds of her 
vagina apart, spreading them wide open so the hot slimy tissue was exposed 
fully. She could feel the cool air caress her inner flaps of flesh and she 
shivered slightly. 

The dog made a sound that was half whine, half growl. 

June flicked her fingers in her wet cunt, touched and poked at the tissues 
until her hands were wet with her own juices. She could feel the secretions 
forming in her and her belly ached with hot desire. She forced her fingers 
deeper into her own cavity and made soft, slurping sounds as she poked in 
and out. Even her own touch on her hot flesh was exciting and June was 
beginning to breathe fast. 

The dog moved a step closer, growled again. 

June pulled her hand from her pussy and held it out for the dog to sniff. 
The animal did so, then his huge tongue lapped at the sticky moisture 
quickly. His eyes were glittering and June could see the lamp reflected in 
the deep black pools. She drew back her hand very slowly and the dog 
followed. 

"Good dog, good dog...." she whispered. She smiled at the dog and waggled 
the cunt-wet fingers. Shane tried to lick them again and she moved them 
closer to her body. He followed, his snout coming between her thighs and 
down where she wanted it. She pressed the fingers to her cunt again and this 
time the dog lunged at her, sinking his nose and mouth into the hot hole she 
had spread open as bait for him. She moaned and fell back to the rug. 

"Yes, good, good dog, Shane...." She whispered encouragingly as the animal 
nuzzled and licked at the swollen hot tissues of her labia. He touched the 
clitoris and she moaned and rolled on her wide hips. He stayed with her, 
pushing his wet snout deep inside her flapping folds and lashing his tongue 
with furious need now. The animal was making the strange near-growling sound 
that somehow was a cry of passion. June went crazy. 

She could not lie still. She reached for the dog, touched the warm fur of 
its head, petted him. She twisted her body and tried to look under the 
animal's hunched form to see if the slimy red tool had emerged from its 
cocoon, but she could not see. The dog was hunkered down, almost lying on 
the rug as he forced harder and harder into her cunt. She threw her arms 
back and abandoned herself to the sheer glory of the animal's huge darting 
tongue. The tension grew in her uterus, filled her with heady desire and 
need. Her body grew taut and she moaned over and over as the first orgasm 
readied itself for eruption inside her. The dog's tongue speared into the 
slimy wet hot hole, and it triggered her climax. She sobbed and shuddered, 
thrashed on the rug. 

"Oooohhh, I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg! Goooooddd doooggg!! Ooooo, aaarrrggghhh 
yeeeessss!!" 

The room was filled with her soft muffled cries and the slapping sound of 
the dog's tongue inside her. The animal snuffled and gurgled as he drank up 
the love juice her smelly snatch poured out in its cumming. Even then, the 
dog did not stop and June began to build a new need before the first one 
died. 

"Aaaahhh, Shane...." 

The animal lifted its head and looked at her. She ran her tongue across her 
dry lips and repeated the animal's name. "Shane. Shane...." 

He seemed to understand and he stood up. At once she saw what she had been 
searching for earlier. The slippery tip of his canine cock was poking from 
the dark furry casing that normally shielded it. It poked out about an inch, 
then slithered back into the sheath. June whimpered and licked her lips 
again. The animal whined and lifted one paw to touch her naked belly. The 
touch was a Shockwave of hot desire to June. Her whole body trembled and she 
reached for him, touching the paw, pressing it hard to her belly. God, how 
she wanted to feel his cock in her. Again the dog responded to her thoughts 
and the slimy wet pecker shoved out of the tiny hole at the end of the 
sheath. It paused, then pushed out again. It fascinated June. It was so 
glossy red and wet she could not take her gaze from it. It moved, got 
longer. Then the dog gave a short bark and lunged at her. The cock was out 
in all its full-shining glory now, a dribbling wet thing that stabbed toward 
June's vagina. She was gasping with excitement, panting for breath. 

"Yessss, yes, dog, yes!" She willed him to mount her. The dog hunched 
between her legs and tried to sink the pulpy wet dick into her hole. It 
slithered across her clitoris and she almost screamed with the frantic heat 
that washed over her and the tight hard lust that filled her belly. She 
lifted her hips to give the animal a better angle of entry into her cunt. 
This time when he moved, he placed his front paws on her belly, grabbing her 
at the hips and humping his body to the right spot. His claws bit into her 
flesh but she felt no pain. His chin grazed her belly and his saliva 
dribbled onto her naked flesh. But she was too far gone to notice. The 
moment she had waited for was here. The hot hard slippery cock shoved 
between her vulva, found the deep canyon of her cunt. It set her on fire, a 
fire so hot she thought she would be consumed by it before it was quenched. 
The animal humped and fucked his slippery dog dick into her. His lips pulled 
back in the same kind of leering snarl she had seen on the face of the dog 
in Tony's picture book. Even that added to her wild passion. 

"Fuck me, Shane, fuck me, fuck me!!" She spoke the words in bursts of breath 
from her lungs. She could scarcely breathe, and the pressure in her uterus 
was about to explode. 

The dog made a very deep, very strange sound. At that instant, his hot load 
of cum spewed into her body, filling her cunt with the heat and pressure 
that set off her own orgasm instantly. She was caught in the throes of it, 
suspended in a limbo of pagan lust and passion, fulfilled beyond her wildest 
dreams. The hot animal cum sloshed and bubbled in her cunt, and the dog 
panted over her naked breasts. 

As soon as his lust was taken, Shane heaved his body from her. June slumped 
to the rug and lay panting for breath. She had never felt anything like it. 
The animal's cum had been hotter and heavier than anything Quent had ever 
given her. And after such a long time without a load of semen to fill her 
belly, this one seemed even more delightful and glorious. 

She lay with eyes half closed, unable to think beyond the delightful waves 
of pleasure that still radiated through her entire body. Her legs tingled, 
her skin rippled. She sighed. She felt the dog move, press between her legs 
again. She rolled onto her back and moved her feet apart so she was spread 
open for whatever the animal wanted. His tongue went immediately to her cunt 
and he began to lap the mixture of juices that covered her. She moaned and 
quivered but did not move away from him. It was like a gentle lover 
caressing her after copulation, and she gave herself totally to the 
enjoyment of it. The scraping tongue made her erotic flesh tingle as the dog 
lapped and licked at her. She sighed, wishing it would never end. She opened 
her eyes and tried to glimpse the animal past her own tits, but the mounds 
were too high to let her see more than a blur of dark fur on Shane's back. 

The dog raised his head and looked at her. She smiled, and could almost 
swear the animal smiled back. 

"Good dog, Shane...." She held her hand out and the dog moved along her side 
and licked at the fingers, making low sounds in his throat. She patted the 
animal's head and he pressed his cold nose to her belly, making her shudder 
with a chill of delight. Then the dog began licking her breast, curving his 
long pink tongue over the fullness of it, trying to push the oral organ 
under the heavy dome, and raking the grating surface over the dark cap of 
the areola. Her nipple tingled, became turgid and popped forth to meet the 
loving touches. 

"Oh ... mmmmmm." 

The dog seemed to understand her pleasure and continued his lovemaking. June 
lay passive but responding inside to the continued play. The dog was really 
delighting her in a way she had forgotten she could be delighted, perhaps 
had never known she could attain. She thought about the picture Tony had 
shown her. At the time, she had been surprised, even shocked, to think that 
an animal and a human could come together this way. But now it was a 
reality. Her entire body still tingled with the thrill of that reality. Each 
moment of the sex act with Shane had been a thrilling new experience for 
her. Just as Tony had been this morning ... and just as her complete taking 
of Eddy had been last night. 

She sighed. Life was no longer dreary and lonely. She had everything she 
wanted and needed. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

The next morning when she got her room assignments from the floor nurse, she 
checked quickly and saw that Tony was on it. She smiled and hurried through 
the other patients so she would have more time with him. 

When she walked into his room, he was more animated than usual. "You look 
very pleased today," she said with a smile. 

"I am. I'm going home!" Tony's young face glowed with pleasure. 

June stared, her heart sank. Leaving. He was leaving. Going home. She was 
glad for him, just as she was for any patient who escaped the monotony of 
hospital routine. But she would miss him ... she admitted that silently. 

She forced a smile on her lips. "That's wonderful. But what about the cast? 
How on earth will your mother manage...?" 

He laughed. "You gotta be kidding. She wouldn't take care of me." 

June frowned. "But you won't be able to walk for several weeks yet. You 
should stay here where people can look after you." 

"That's where the best part of it all comes in." 

June shook her head. "What in the world are you talking about?" 

"I'm gonna have a private nurse-at home!" He grinned widely. 

She stared, aware that her mouth was open but unable to overcome the shock 
of his words. A cold longing filled her belly and chest and a tight pain 
slashed through her. She tried to put the smile back on her lips. After all, 
he was just another patient. She could not keep him here forever. He would 
be happier at home ... and she would get over it ... Maybe it was better 
this way. The danger of fooling around with his little dick here in the 
hospital room had been great, and she couldn't risk her job. With him gone, 
she would be able to get back to a normal routine at work and save her 
loving for her own time-for Eddy and Shane. 

"That's wonderful," she finally managed to say. 

He was still smiling broadly and he laughed softly. "I think it's great. You 
know who the nurse is gonna be?" 

She shook her head, afraid to trust her voice. 

"You!" He almost jumped up and down with his glee. 

She looked at him. "Me?" She laughed nervously. "I don't understand." 

He put out his hand and she moved close enough to take it in her own damp 
palm. "The doctor said I can go home as long as I have a nurse to care for 
me there. Mom and Dad said okay, and I told them I liked you and wanted you 
to be the one." 

She laughed again. "But I work here-at the hospital. I'm not on private duty 
call-" 

He squeezed her fingers. "My father talked to the doctor and he talked to 
the head nurse and she talked to a big shot in the office and it's all 
set-if you'll say yes." His huge dark eyes stared at her, begging her and 
stirring some deep thing inside her. "We would be together a lot then," he 
added softly. "We wouldn't have to hurry, like now-" He lifted her hand and 
slipped it under the cover and laid it on his crotch. He was warm and soft 
and lovely. 

June tried to think. It was impossible-it couldn't be all arranged. But he 
was telling her it was, and she knew that somehow his family had managed it. 
She'd known they were rich, but she hadn't realized the power they wielded 
here at the hospital. She felt the excitement rise and bubble in her. With 
him all the time ... no rush ... God, the things they could do! 

Then, as quickly as it had come, her elation vanished. She smiled sadly at 
Tony. "I'm sorry, I can't do it." 

He frowned. "Sure you can-I told you it's all arranged. My dad took care of 
everything-" 

"Tony, I would love to but it's impossible." She squeezed his genitals as he 
pressed hard on her hand under the covers. "I just can't do it." 

He looked close to tears, looked like the young child he was. A child 
disappointed because he couldn't have his new plaything. She squeezed him 
gently again. "Why not?" he asked, and she could tell he was close to tears. 

"I think I mentioned to you that I have a boy at home who's close to your 
age. His name is Eddy and he can't walk either. He isn't in a cast like you, 
his legs are hurt. He needs an operation, maybe several operations, to fix 
them. He may be able to walk then." 

Tony's eyes clouded, then brightened. "But you'll make more money if you 
work for us-my dad said private nurses get lots of dough." 

The thought hadn't occurred to June and now it added to her misery. "But 
Eddy needs me at home. I have to be there to fix his supper and put him to 
bed. Don't you see, Tony, I couldn't take any job that kept me away from 
him. And of course I couldn't afford to pay someone else to come in and take 
care of him-besides I wouldn't want to. Eddy is all I have." 

He looked at her with brooding eyes. "Don't you have a husband?" 

She shook her head. "No. There's just me and Eddy. Oh, and Shane. That's 
Eddy's new dog. He just got him a few days ago, remember, I told you." 

Tony nodded. He let go of her hand then and she withdrew it from the covers 
and started to prepare his bath. He seemed very thoughtful, lost in some 
contemplation he did not share with her. She worked efficiently but quietly 
and left him to the problems he seemed to have. She felt bad about 
disappointing him. She felt even worse at not being able to accept the 
offer. It would have been nice to get away from the drudgery of the hospital 
and enjoy her work so fully. 

He seemed too preoccupied to care if they engaged in any sex play, so she 
did not try to rouse him. She washed him carefully and simply enjoyed 
handling his firm young body. He did not gain an erection to lure her to 
deeper involvement. And he did not ask her to get out the book for him. She 
felt a twinge of disappointment at that, since each viewing she'd had of the 
book and its lewd pictures had brought her to some new adventure in sex. But 
she said nothing. 

When she was ready to leave, she smiled at him, as she stood at the side of 
the bed to say good-bye. "I'm going to miss you, Tony. Be good and get well 
fast. Maybe some day, when you're strong and well, we can see each other 
again. Would you like that?" 

He smiled. "Sure. But don't be so sure this is good-bye. I don't want it to 
be." 

She touched his cheek and stroked his hair. "I don't either, Tony. But 
sometimes we have to do things we don't like to do or want to do." 

"Will you stop in before you go off duty?" he asked. "My folks aren't 
sending the ambulance for me until three o'clock." 

She smiled. "Sure. I'll come on my lunch hour-about one or one-thirty?" 

"Great. Maybe I'll think of something by then." He sounded very confident. 

She bent and kissed his lips lightly then. Her heart was dull and heavy as 
she picked up the soiled linens and left the room. 

She worked mechanically through the rest of the morning. When her lunch 
break finally came, she didn't even bother to go to the cafeteria. She 
wouldn't be able to eat a bit. Her throat was filled with the huge lump she 
could not swallow. 

Tony was jubilant when she came in. She saw that a phone had been brought to 
him and sat now on the bedstand. He grinned at her. 

"It's all fixed!" He almost shouted with joy. 

She laughed. "What's all fixed, Tony?" She wished she could feel as happy as 
he. 

"I talked to my dad and mom too. You can still come and be my nurse. They 
said it's okay for you to bring Eddy and Shane too." 

"What?!" 

He babbled excitedly. "My dad says Eddy can have his own room with a garden 
right outside his windows. The house is all on one level and he can push his 
chair any place he wants to go. He can get outside whenever he wants to. And 
hell be lots of company for me. Aw, please say you'll come!" 

She chewed at her lip. It was unbelievable! Everything was happening so fast 
she simply could not believe it! But he was tugging at her arm, demanding an 
answer. 

"I-well-I-oh, Tony. I just don't know what to say! I'm so surprised! Are you 
sure-?" 

"Here-" He lifted the phone and handed it to her. "Call my dad yourself if 
you don't believe me! He said it's okay. You can come with me in the 
ambulance or if you want to go home and pack. Dad'll send a car for you 
later. Say yes, please!" 

She ran her tongue over her dry lips. "Yes! Of course I'll come!" 

He tried to pull himself up and hug her, and she bent over and wrapped her 
arms around him and nuzzled her face to his. "Of course I'll come," she said 
again, and together they laughed in glee and anticipation. 

There were a lot of things to settle before she left for the day. Tony's 
father had indeed cleared her leaving with the hospital supervisors. The 
director of nursing treated her with something akin to awe as she verified 
the leave for private duty. 

"Mr. Marvel was most insistent that you be the one to care for his boy," the 
woman said. "Of course your job here will be waiting for you when you come 
back." The woman smiled warmly. 

June thanked her, realizing what a departure from procedure this was. She 
had never heard of anyone being granted such privileges before in her years 
at the hospital. She left the director's office with her heart pounding. 
Private duty with Tony Marvel was going to be like a vacation. And it would 
be a wonderful change for Eddy too. He would enjoy the other boy's 
companionship and the new surrounding. 

She hurried home when she got off and rushed to tell Eddy the good news. She 
was laughing and so excited, she had to start over when he protested he 
didn't understand what she was talking about. 

"I have a new job for a few weeks, and you get to come with me. We can be 
together all day, won't that be wonderful?" 

"Sure-but where is it?" 

"A big house. My patient is a boy just about your age who was hit by a car 
and had both his legs broken." 

"Gee, that's awful," Eddy said in genuine sympathy. "Will he be all right?" 

She bent and kissed him, touched by his thoughtfulness. "Yes, hell be fine. 
His legs are in casts and it will be a little while before he can run 
around, but hell be okay. But he wants to go home from the hospital, and his 
mother and father want him to come home, but they can't take care of him all 
alone. So they want me to come to the house and stay and take care of him. 
And when I told them I couldn't leave you and didn't want to go, they 
said-bring him along!" 

"Gosh, it's like a trip-" 

"Yes. Mr. Marvel is sending a car to pick us up in a few hours so we have to 
decide what we need to take-" 

Eddy's face suddenly grew serious. "What about Shane?" he asked in a very 
small voice. 

June hugged him. "Shane gets to go on our vacation too! Tony said so!" 

Joy lit his face and he laughed again and clapped his hands for the dog. 
Shane loped to him and laid his head in the boy's lap. Eddy roughed his fur 
and hugged the animal. "Hear that, boy? We're going on a visit." 

June wheeled the chair into the bedroom and Eddy chattered excitedly as she 
began to pack his things first. She talked to him, telling him about the 
house as Tony had described it, with the gardens he could wheel himself to 
and the big yard. She told him about Tony's dog so Shane would have a 
playmate too. 

When she had his things ready, she went to her own bedroom and packed a bag. 
The excitement was strong now, and with everything set, it was hard not to 
think of some of the things she had not talked about. Not even with Tony. 

Tony had been brimming with his plans for her-and under them all she knew 
was a hidden reason. Tony wanted to continue the sex play they had started 
in the hospital. That was why he had insisted on her as his nurse instead of 
letting his doctor call the nurses registry and find any of a dozen other 
qualified women for the job. And one underlying reason she had gone along 
with the idea once the problem of Eddy and Shane was resolved, was that she 
wanted to continue the sex play too. It had excited her to have Tony that 
way, to see the picture he had shown her and to do the things the pictures 
had depicted. If she lived in at the Marvel household, she knew these 
pleasant things would continue. And she liked the idea very much. 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

They were impressed by the sleek black Mercedes that came to pick them up a 
little while later. The chauffeur carried their bags out, then lifted Eddy 
easily and placed him in the back seat of the car. June brought the dog down 
and as soon as the man had stashed the folding wheel chair in the trunk, he 
held the door for her and helped her into the seat beside Eddy. He offered 
to take the dog in front but Eddy didn't want to let go of the animal. The 
man, who said his name was James, smiled and coaxed Shane into the back of 
the car then got behind the wheel. 

June watched the man as he drove effortlessly through the city traffic. He 
was middle aged and pleasant faced, with thinning brown hair and gray eyes. 
From time to time she caught his glance at her in the rear-view mirror, and 
she smiled warmly. She felt so good-so relaxed yet excited. 

The Marvel home was on the other side of town and the ride was pleasantly 
long. The driver was expert at his job, and the car was a dream of comfort. 
Eddy kept babbling about anything and everything. He was enjoying himself so 
obviously that June had to smile. For Eddy's sake, she was glad the job 
offer had come along. 

The house was set back from the end of a cul de sac street and enclosed in a 
high fence and hedge border. The man at the wheel unlocked the gate and 
fastened it again after they had gone through. Then they went up the long 
curving drive, through a park-like setting. The house itself sat on a knoll 
and the drive curved in front of it and a spur went off around the house to 
a garage beyond. The house was enormous. It sprawled on the hilltop like the 
lord of a manor, with ells and wings going off to each side and the center 
part of the house shaped around a huge garden patio. A uniformed maid met 
them at the door and took them into the large room that faced on the patio. 
A man and woman were sitting with drinks in their hands. 

The man got to his feet and smiled. "You must be June Amherst. And Eddy. I'm 
Sheffield Marvel. This is my wife, Diane." He moved to shake June's hand and 
then pushed Eddy's chair close to the large glass doors that led to the 
outside. 

He was tall and handsome, reminding June a lot of Tony-with the same 
incredible dark eyes and curled hair. He wore a pair of gray slacks and a 
white sports shirt open at the throat. Small tight curls of dark hair were 
visible in the V-neck of the shirt. He went back to the table and picked up 
his drink and finished it in one swallow. The ice clinked against the glass 
as he lowered it and smiled at June again. 

"We were just having drinks before dinner. What would you like? " 

June stammered, "I-I really shouldn't-" 

"Nonsense," he said warmly. "This isn't a formal job. We want you both to 
feel at home. A martini?" 

June nodded mutely and he turned to his wife. "Another for you, baby?" 

"Mmmmmm, sure." She held out her empty glass and then turned to smile at 
June. "Welcome-June. May I call you June?" 

June nodded. "Of course." 

"Call me Diane," the woman said with another quick smile. She was an 
attractive woman, about thirty-five, blonde and blue eyed with honey-colored 
complexion. She was tall and thin with a superb figure, big tits over a 
narrow waist and gently flaring hips, long legs. She was wearing a lime 
green minidress that exposed a lot of her flesh but on her it looked good. 
June felt herself being slightly envious. Next to her, June felt dowdy and 
dumpy. Even Eddy could not take his gaze from the beautiful woman on the 
white sofa. 

Sheffield Marvel handed each of the women a thin-stemmed glass and then went 
back to the bar at one side of the glass doors. "Coke for you, Eddy?" 

"Huh? Oh, sure, thanks." 

"Tell you what," the man said. "Why don't I fix two of them and take you in 
to meet Tony? He's been waiting impatiently for you to get here." 

"Okay." 

A moment later, Eddy was holding two glasses of Coke and Sheffield Marvel 
was wheeling the chair out of the room. "Tell your dog to come along too," 
he said. 

Eddy grinned and whistled for Shane to follow. 

When they were alone, Diane lifted her glass in a toast. "To you, June, and 
your stay with us. May it be long and delightful." 

June was flattered and inclined her head to acknowledge the toast and then 
sipped the martini. It was cool and tart and very nice. June polished off 
about half of what was in her glass before she spoke again. 

"Tony was quite taken with you, you know." 

June blushed, wondering what the woman would say if she knew what had gone 
on between June and Tony. "He's a nice boy. You can be proud of him," she 
said. 

"Yes. But all the same I'm awfully glad you are going to take on his care. 
I'm not much when it comes to nursing. Never was." She sipped at the 
cocktail again. "We want you to make yourself completely at home. Any of the 
servants can show you around the house. Tony and Bradley have rooms in the 
east wing. We've put you in the room next to Tony in case he calls during 
the night. Eddy is on the other side of you." 

"Tony didn't mention Bradley." 

She laughed. "That sounds like him. Brad is our other son. He's sixteen. 
He's in school, of course, so he's little company for Tony. Not that he'd do 
much even if he were here. There's five years difference in their ages, and 
it's quite a gap. They have little in common. They're more rivals than 
brothers." She worked at her drink again, smiling. She looked toward the 
door as her husband reentered the room. 

"Well, those two are going to get along fine. The dogs, too," he added with 
a laugh. "I told Germaine to bring them dinner on trays, okay?" 

Diane nodded and June smiled. Sheffield said, "You'll dine with us, of 
course, June. No company tonight, so there'll just be the three of us. 
Unless Brad shows." Both parents seemed to take their offspring pretty much 
for granted. They seemed very permissive, yet Tony did not seem spoiled. 

Perhaps she was being overly protective, June thought. But maybe that was 
natural with Eddy being an invalid. She couldn't help thinking that it would 
be good for Eddy to have this change. Good for her too. Idly, she wondered 
if the Marvels knew about the book Tony had secreted in his suitcase when he 
went to the hospital. They might be surprised. 

Marvel fixed another round of drinks, his own martini king-sized on the 
rocks. "We're having some people in tomorrow night. We'll expect you to join 
us." 

"But-" June was not prepared to be accepted as a guest and she glanced from 
one to the other of them. 

Diane's eyes made a quick survey of her. "From what Tony tells us, you 
should enjoy it." 

June gaped. "I don't understand-" What had Tony told them. 

Both of them were looking at her now, working at their drinks with a steady 
purpose and smiling over the rims of the glasses. It was Sheffield who 
answered. "No need to be shy, June. We're looking forward to lots of fun 
while you're with us. The same kind of fun you and Tony discovered in the 
hospital. It was a stroke of luck for us that you got assigned to his room 
when you did." 

"I-" June's face flamed red and her tongue felt like a piece of cotton 
batting in her mouth. It wasn't possible! The man couldn't mean what she 
thought he meant. 

"Vince Harding is going to bring his new houseboy over," Sheffield said. 

Diane squealed with delight. "Mmmmm, Astrid tells me he's something else 
again! For only nine, he's got a man-sized cock, according to Astrid." 

Sheffield laughed. "She should know!" They both laughed. 

June shook her head and sipped at the martini in confusion. Had she had too 
much to drink? Was she imagining things? She had never heard people talk 
casually about these things before. In her sheltered life, she had always 
hugged sex to her as a private thing that was no to be taken lightly. But 
these two treated it as a plaything-a game that they could easily share with 
others and enjoy fully for it. 

"Do you prefer boy cocks to men?" Diane asked June point blank. 

June felt herself go scarlet and she looked into the martini glass, 
tongue-tied by the directness of the woman. 

"Well soon find out!" Sheffield said with a laugh. The whole idea seemed to 
amuse and delight him, and he took a long drink of the cocktail. Ice 
tinkled, and the room was very quiet all of a sudden. June could hear her 
heart pounding behind her ribs. 

Diane said, "I promised Tony I'd let him have a little fun before he goes to 
sleep tonight." She looked right at June. "He'd like you to help, you know. 
He says that he got very excited when you sucked him off in the hospital." 

My God! June felt her belly quiver. Tony had told his parents what she had 
done! She sat staring, mouth open, waiting for some indication that they 
were angry. But they weren't, she saw that now. They accepted this as 
casually as they took everything else. Even encouraged it. 

Diane waved a hand impatiently as she finished the cool gin in the glass. 
"Don't act so surprised. God, as a nurse you ought to be pretty hip about 
anatomy and sex! Don't they teach you all that in nursing school? I always 
thought nurses were the swingingest swingers around." She looked at her 
husband with a grin. "That time you were in the hospital you did pretty 
damned well for yourself! Christ, I thought you'd never come home." 

He laughed. "I got plenty of tender loving care, baby-" 

"I don't understand-" June blurted the words out. "You mean you offered me 
this job even though you knew that I-?" She could not say the words that 
would commit her illicit sex act to openness. 

Diane Marvel giggled. "Because, darling, because! Tony wanted to come home 
and we needed a nurse who could keep him happy. And one who'd fit in with 
our plans too." 

"You don't mind-?" 

"Hell, no. We believe that the traditional roles of marriage and family are 
pretty outdated. We've always played openly with Brad and Tony. They know 
what sex is all about, and they're free to watch or join us whenever they 
feel like it. Matter of fact, we think it's a damned good idea for them to 
try anything and everything as far as then-bodies are concerned." Sheffield 
Marvel got up and went to the bar for another shakerful of martinis. He 
poured full glasses for each of them. 

June tried to refuse, but he paid no attention, putting the chilled fresh 
glass in her hand and removing the nearly empty one. Sheffield went on. "I 
have the feeling you feel pretty much the same way only you're a little 
shocked to admit it. I saw the way you looked at that boy of yours and the 
way he looked at you. If you two haven't done some sucking and fucking, I'll 
eat my own cock!" 

June turned scarlet again and the man laughed. "See, what did I tell you?" 
he said to his wife. 

"Tony says he showed you the book," Diane said. 

June nodded mutely. 

"Astrid and Vince posed for the pictures. You'll meet them tomorrow night." 
She sighed and stretched her long golden legs. Her dress rode up several 
inches and June was sure she saw a glimpse of pubic hair under it. The woman 
wore nothing but a tiny sheath. Her tits bounced unrestrained under the low 
neckline, threatening spring free at any moment. The hard tips of her 
nipples showed clearly in the bright green cloth. She downed the last of her 
drink and uncurled, getting to her feet slowly. "Germaine must have dinner 
ready, we'd better eat now." 

Sheffield polished off his drink and held out his hand to pull June to her 
feet. Some of the icy gin cocktail slopped over the rim of the glass and 
splashed onto the front of the man's shirt. Instinctively, June put out a 
hand to brush the spots, giggling slightly since the effect of the drinks 
was strong. She was electrified by the touch, felt a quiver from his warm 
chest. He reached up and grabbed her wrist and pressed her hand hard against 
his hard flesh. His eyes compelled her to meet his look. His other hand 
reached for the glass and took it from her. He bent just enough to set it on 
the table then straightened to her again. For several moments, they were 
locked in the challenge of body to body-her hand still pushed firmly to his 
chest. She wet her lips with her tongue and breathed through her mouth. Her 
heart was going like sixty horses, and she felt weak in the knees. He was 
taller than she, and much stronger. She was no match for him when he applied 
pressure to her wrist and forced her hand down so that her palm caressed his 
body. She felt the hard leather of his belt as her hand went over it and 
down the front of his slacks. June was suddenly aware that Diane was 
watching from across the room, yet she could not stop Sheffield. She was 
hypnotized by the warmth of his flesh as she felt it through the thin cloth. 
Now he pushed her hand to his crotch, and she felt the large bulge of his 
penis. He pressed her fingers around his cock, forcing her to hold it. His 
eyes never left hers. 

June made a tiny sound in her throat. She wasn't sure if it was protest or 
pleasure. She was trembling now, excited by the male flesh under her hand 
and by the sex talk she had heard. She stared at Sheffield Marvel's firm red 
lips, saw the rows of even white teeth behind them, glimpsed the red 
glistening tongue behind them. He smiled and she went weak with pulsing 
delight as her fingers probed into the hidden nest of his sex organs under 
the slacks. 

Diane's voice startled her from her euphoria. "Let's not let dinner get 
cold, you two. Plenty of time for that later. The night is young...." 

Sheffield smiled again and very slowly let go of her hand. For a moment her 
fingers stayed where they were, cupped firmly over his cock and balls. Then, 
with conscious effort, she uncurled her fingers and let her hand drop. She 
heard her breath escape in a long, sighing moan, and she felt the hard, 
tight tension in her belly. She knew that she was aroused. At that moment, 
he could have done anything to her and she would have accepted it. Her legs 
felt rubbery and her pulse raced. She doubted very much that she would be 
able to eat anything-not food at any rate. All she could think of was 
sucking this man's cock and bringing it to a stiff erection so she could 
have it crammed up inside her juicy cunt. And from the way Diane talked, 
that was probably not such a wild idea at all. 

Sheffield hooked his arm through hers and pulled her close as they walked 
from the room. His hand brushed against her tit and lingered on the high 
full mound with promise. "Soon, baby, soon," he said softly. 

 CHAPTER NINE 

Somehow she managed to get through the meal without choking on the food. The 
girl who served it was the shapely little number who had let her in when she 
arrived. Now she wore a very brief royal blue skirt and a sweater that clung 
to her high jutting boobs like a breath. The girl was beautiful and she knew 
it and she displayed herself proudly. Every time she passed Sheffield 
Marvel, he reached for her-rubbing a buttock, feeling a leg, probing under 
the brief skirt and making the girl giggle. Diane said nothing about it. 
June watched in fascination. What would happen next in this peculiar 
household? She had come here expecting a nursing job but it looked like she 
was going to get a lot more than that. She might have felt self conscious 
except that the drinks had relaxed her and the easy manner of the hosts made 
things seem very normal. 

At the end of the meal, Sheffield Marvel escorted her to her room so she 
could get ready to take care of her patient and her son for the night. He 
walked with his arm around her waist, fingers tight on her flesh. June felt 
a small shiver in her flesh under them. She was beginning to like this man. 

Eddy and Tony were still together in Tony's room when she entered. 

"Hi, Mom, hey, we've been having fun!" Eddy's face was flushed with 
excitement, his eyes bright. Coming here had been good for him, she thought. 
It had been a very long time since she had seen him so happy. June couldn't 
help noticing the book on the table next to Tony's bed. It was the same one 
he'd had at the hospital, and she wondered if he and Eddy had been looking 
at it. With surprise, she realized that the idea didn't make her blush. 

"That's good," she said to Eddy, "but it's bedtime now. You've had quite a 
day." 

"Aw, I'm not tired!" he protested. 

Tony grinned at her. "Let him stay up a while, please, Mrs. Amherst? It's 
only nine o'clock." 

She dug her fingers into Eddy's hair and rumpled it. "By the time I got him 
into bed, it'll be almost ten. You two have all day tomorrow, and the next 
day and the next. You don't have to talk over everything tonight." She moved 
behind Eddy's wheelchair and pushed it toward the door. 

"See you tomorrow," Eddy said happily, giving in as soon as he knew his 
mother would not change her mind. He'd never been a whiner or complainer, 
and he didn't try now. 

Over her shoulder, June said, "I'll be back in a little while to settle you 
down." 

Tony's smile seemed to grow and he nodded. 

In the room the Marvel's had assigned to Eddy, June lifted him from the 
wheelchair and let him sit in the huge cushioned easy chair while she 
readied his bath. He babbled steadily about the things he had seen and the 
things Tony had talked about. He was looking forward to going outside 
tomorrow, exploring the yard. Tony had assured him that his wheelchair would 
navigate the stone paths easily. He didn't mention the book June had seen, 
and for some reason she didn't ask about it. 

When his bath was drawn, June undressed Eddy and lifted him into the tub. 
She realized as she bent over that she was a little dizzy from all the gin 
she had drunk, and she sat on the floor beside the blue porcelain tub in the 
blue and white bathroom and watched as Eddy washed himself. She smiled at 
him languidly. She wanted to reach out and touch him, hold him, fondle him. 
His thin body looked delectable under the shimmering surface of the water. 
The penis seemed to float up from his body, uncovering the corrugated sacs 
beneath it. It swayed and beckoned to her, and she found herself staring, 
unable to take her eyes from the enticing tool. She wasn't aware that she 
moved until she felt the warm water on her wrist. Her hand was in the tub, 
reaching for his penis, taking it and closing over it. Eddy watched her and 
waited. Something was different this time, and he didn't know what it was. 

He watched his mother and enjoyed the pleasant feeling that stirred in his 
loins as she lifted and caressed his cock. She made no pretense at washing 
him. She only wanted to hold him. Her eyes were very bright but he could not 
read the expression in them. Other times, he had seen a trace of worry, a 
hint of delight, when she began to play with him this way. But now, she was 
almost glassy-eyed in her fascination with his body. Yet her hand was 
gentle. He liked the way she pushed back and forth on his cock, pulling the 
foreskin all the way down so the head came out of the covering, then sliding 
it forward again to cover it completely. He thought about the things Tony 
had told him-sexy things that were shown in the book he had. The two boys 
had looked at the pictures and Tony had explained the things that Eddy did 
not understand. Like Cum. Eddy had seen the pictures of men's cum spurting 
all over women's faces and bodies. The women in the pictures seemed to be 
enjoying it, and Eddy enjoyed seeing the pictures. The ones with the dog 
surprised him, and he remembered the way Shane had stood in the doorway and 
looked at Mom the other night after she had fucked Eddy. Did Mom know about 
things like dogs fucking women? The thought excited him but he didn't have 
the courage to ask her about it. He felt the stirring excitement in his 
belly as she continued her play on his sex organ. 

She came out of her dream-like trance with a start, realizing the water was 
getting cool. "Oh, I'm sorry, baby. Come on, let's get you out of this tub 
and into bed." She got to her knees and helped him up from the water. He sat 
on the rim of the tub while she stood up, then lifted him in her arms. She 
held him very close, wrapping the huge blue bathtowel around him and almost 
burying her face in his neck. She carried him to the bedroom and laid him on 
the bed to dry him. 

"Oh, darling," she said, toweling him vigorously. "It's going to be 
wonderful being here. I like it already, don't you." 

"You bet!" 

"We're going to have such a nice time-and so much time together." She cupped 
the towel and her hand over his genitals and rubbed them dry. "I love you, 
darling, and soon you'll be able to walk and run-" She felt the hot tears 
sting her eyes. 

"Mom-what's the matter?" he asked. 

She sniffed. "Nothing. I'm just happy-happy for us." 

He stared at her, trying to figure out what she meant. He wanted to reassure 
her but he didn't know how. When she finished drying him and reached for his 
pajamas, he felt a twinge of disappointment. He'd thought maybe- 

She began to pull the pajamas on his legs. "Mom?" 

"Yes, dear?" 

"Aren't we gonna-? I mean can't we-fuck a little?" 

She smiled and pressed her face to his crotch, her mouth open and her tongue 
going immediately to the soft mound of his cock. She licked it, caught it 
and lifted it with her tongue and sucked it gently for several seconds. Then 
she looked up and smiled at him. "Mmmm, I'd love to, baby, you're so warm 
and wonderful. But I have to get Tony into bed too. It is late, and I am 
being paid to be his nurse. You understand, don't you?" 

He nodded. "Does that mean we can't do it all the time we're here?" he asked 
with a frown. 

She hugged him close. "Of course not, darling. It's just this once. Well be 
together a lot more during the days now, and there will be plenty of chances 
... don't worry." Her hand massaged his soft scrotum and penis gently. He 
was so dear to her. Even now, through the alcoholic haze, she felt the 
stirring desire for him growing in her cunt. She forced herself to finish 
dressing him and tuck him into bed. Maybe, if he was still awake when she 
came back.... 

But he was tired. She could see the drawn look on his face and the heaviness 
of his eyes. He required a lot of sleep, and she tucked him in gently now. 
"You go to sleep, darling. You'll feel stronger tomorrow and I'll spend a 
lot of time with you." 

He nodded sleepily. "Allright, Mom." She turned off the light and headed for 
the door. He called to her. "Mom?" 

"Yes?" 

"If I wake up early, can I get up?" 

"Well, I guess so. Be careful, and don't disturb anyone. Okay?" 

"Sure, I'll be real quiet. Good night, Mom." 

She blew him a kiss from the doorway and shut the door. She stopped in her 
own room for a moment to freshen up and run a cool cloth over her face. The 
dizziness was gone now, but she could still feel the effects of the 
martinis, and she vowed never to let them press so many drinks on her again. 
She combed her hair and then hurried to Tony's room. It was quarter to ten. 
She hadn't meant to be gone so long. 

Tony was reading the book. He looked up and smiled at her when she entered. 
"Hey, look at this picture," he said eagerly. 

She crossed to the bed and studied the photograph he showed her. Her heart 
raced as she saw the naked figures twined on the now-familiar red bed. 
Knowing that there really were such people and that the Marvels knew them, 
made the viewing more exciting. The woman was with two men on the bed, one 
fucking her wide-open cunt, the other fucking her wide-open mouth. The huge 
cocks bulged and the blue throbbing veins showed clearly. The woman's total 
ecstasy was obvious. Her hand was stretched across the width of the bed to 
where the young boy from the earlier pictures sat. Her fist was tightly 
clamped around his stiff prick, and the boy's two hands were clamped around 
her hand, pumping it up and down on his cock. 

June stared in wonder at the sight. The woman had three cocks. Three. My 
God! One in her cunt, one in her mouth, and one in her hand. It was 
unbelievable that anyone could endure such ecstasy all at once. June felt 
the new moisture between her own thighs as she imagined what it might be 
like to have three at once ... God, her belly ached at the idea. She 
realized she was licking her lips feverishly and her hands were shaking. 

"Neat, huh? Man, would I like to watch a scene like that!" Tony said softly. 
He stared at her until she was compelled to look at him. "Come here," he 
said softly, almost a whisper. 

She moved closer to him, the book still in her hands. He reached up and took 
it from her and laid it on the table next to his bed. He took her hand and 
raised the covers, slipping them back from his body and dropping them near 
his legs. He was no longer in traction and his doctor had changed the 
position of the leg casts so he was almost straight in the bed. Part of her 
instructions were to move him often so he would not develop sores or become 
stiff. One of the casts covered the entire leg, the other went only from 
ankle to knee. 

As before, he wore only a top of pajamas. His smooth flat hairless belly and 
crotch were uncovered ... and they were lovely. Her breath caught in her 
throat and she felt her heart pound. Her body picked up the signals from her 
brain, and her female hormones began to flow. She felt the tight, pulling 
sensation in her breasts, felt the nipples go taut and surge forward. 

Tony put her hand to his cock and pressed down. She didn't need any further 
encouragement. She sighed and began to stroke the delightful mound of flesh. 
She smiled at Tony, and he grinned back at her, his eyes shining. 

His mother had said she'd promised him some fun ... and that he wanted 
her-he wanted June.... 

Her hand began to move on the soft stem of flesh, raising it from the nest 
of warm scrotal sacs and closing her hand around it. She watched in 
fascination as the head peeked out of her fist when she pulled the foreskin 
back as far as it would go. The head was darker in color than the column, 
and the tiny slit pulled open when she applied pressure. She saw the glint 
of moisture deep in the crevice. She brought her other hand up to touch the 
incredibly soft silky skin of the cockhead, rub it and savor its growing 
firmness. She ran her finger along the ridge that formed under the head as 
it pulled upward and stood out from the column of the cock. In her fist she 
could feel the straining bulge of hardness as he grew excited. She pumped 
slowly, not letting the foreskin cover the lovely head she was rubbing. She 
tickled the strand of flesh that fastened the cap to the stem and the boy's 
torso jerked with pleasure. She glanced at him and smiled. 

"I like that ... do it some more...." he said. 

She ran her finger over the thread of flesh again, and then quickly bent her 
head to capture the tempting package in her mouth. Tony sighed, letting air 
out of his lungs like a bellows, as though he had been holding it a long 
time waiting for this moment. 

June felt the smooth flesh touch her lips and tongue and a wild fire started 
in her belly. My God, he was so soft and lovely, so utterly delightful. Now, 
as she rolled the soft flesh on her tongue, pressed it with her lips and 
teeth, she felt it gain strength and become harder with each stroke. She 
flicked her tongue at the tiny rope of tissue holding the head to the base, 
felt him shiver again. She turned her head so she could hold the organ at an 
angle in her mouth and then pushed with her tongue so the head slipped out 
between her lips. Immediately, she reversed the pressure and sucked it back 
into the warm wet cavity, scraping gently over her parted teeth before it 
landed on her tongue again-only to be pushed out quickly again to repeat the 
process. She knew that the underside of the cockhead was the most sensitive 
part of the sex organ, one filled with nerve endings and tiny blood vessels. 
This kind of pressure and teasing at it would fill him with wild need, she 
knew. 

The tiny organ bulged and grew to full size. It began to fill her mouth, 
offer a yielding resistance that excited her more and more with each thrust. 
The cockhead slapped against her lips and tongue now, making wet smacking 
sounds that filled the quiet room. Tony whimpered and moaned softly. 

June cupped her hand under his balls and began to massage, remembering how 
she'd coaxed life from them before. His young hairless body was thrilling 
her and making her hot all over. She longed for the touch of his naked flesh 
along her, wanting to feel his hands on her tits, in her cunt ... But he was 
still in the casts that prevented him from moving, and she dared not risk 
hurting him. She had to satisfy herself with the oral loving of him ... at 
least for now. The hot pain in her belly became a raging fire, and the 
pressure filled her. Her knees pressed against the bed and she tried to hold 
her legs together to feel the tingling sensation the pressure causd on her 
clitoris. She was gasping, still sucking the now-firm prick in and out of 
her mouth in quick bursts of hot desire. 

"Aaaahhh, ooowwww that's niiiiccceee...." Tony gasped the words from 
tortured lungs. He was filled with a hot wanting, a man-sized need for this 
wild mouthing woman. He wanted her to make him feel the way she had 
yesterday in the hospital. He wasn't sure what had happened, but he knew 
that something had spurted from his cock when she sucked him so wildly, 
something that left him limp and very happy. He wanted it again. 

She was sucking him like crazy, flipping his prick in and out sideways 
against her mouth and teeth. She was wild-her hands were all over him. One 
on his belly pressing down, the other on his balls pressing up. It was as 
though she were trying to squeeze the cum out of him. And the way he felt, 
he knew damned well she was going to succeed. He could feel the hard 
pressure of something stirring deep in his guts. 

He rolled his head in sheer delight at the things he felt. It as then he saw 
that his father had come into he room and was standing in the doorway 
watching, a wide smile on his face. 

Tony tried to acknowledge his presence with a smile, but he was too far gone 
in the passionate whirlpool. The smile turned out a grimace, lips taut over 
teeth, eyes wild and wide. His father moved forward a step, stopped and held 
his breath as he saw that his son was going to cum. His own lust took form 
between his legs as he watched the bent-over woman pound away at the boy 
cock in her mouth. Tony whimpered, and she shifted her mouth to cover him 
completely, shoving up and down with piston-like strokes, hands working his 
flesh to hold the excitement she had fired in him. 

"I'm gonna cuuummmm!!" Tony cried. He felt his whole body respond in that 
instant, his belly pouring out the juices that she had aroused in him. The 
muscles of his sex organs tightened in the final spurt of tension, and the 
small wad of fluid shot out into her mouth. 

June felt it, tasted it, and lapped it up quickly. The sweet boy-cum of the 
child was more delicious than anything she had ever tasted from a man. She 
kept pumping her hot mouth at the organ until the muscles went slack and the 
turgidness vanished. Still she licked and lapped at him gently. Her belly 
was an inferno, a boiling, bubbling pit of fire that had not been quenched. 
She had made him cum too fast ... her own need had not been ready to be 
satisfied. The whole loving scene had driven her wild. She felt the hot 
sting of tears at her eyelids as she realized she had to stop loving Tony 
now and somehow manage her own suffering in private. She should have fucked 
Eddy ... maybe he was still awake ... maybe she could go back and arouse him 
again, feel his lovely boy cock in her cunt.... 

"Boy, that was great," Tony said, and June lifted her face. She smiled at 
the boy and licked the last traces of his juice from her lips slowly. His 
face was relaxed and slightly flushed with the pleasure she had given him. 
She clenched her jaws to hide the hot lust that still roiled in her. Tony 
grinned, looking past her toward the doorway. 

"It was really great, Dad. She's terrific!" June's heart missed a beat, then 
raced wildly. She turned and saw Sheffield Marvel staring at her. 

 CHAPTER TEN 

For a moment, she was numb with surprise and fear. Her hands were still on 
the naked boy's flesh, her lips still moist with his boy cock juices. Guilt 
froze her to the spot. It was like the fear she had felt at the hospital had 
finally caught up with her. For moments, the room was silent. 

Sheffield Marvel moved toward her with a sudden jerk of motion. June's 
instincts made her recoil, press against the edge of the bed. Her mouth 
worked wordlessly. Then she saw the look in the man's eyes. 

"Holy Christ, that was beautiful to watch, baby. Now I'm gonna give you some 
man cock right up your cunt-" He lunged for her, grabbing her arm and 
pulling her to him. His hand grabbed the skirt of her uniform and tugged it 
up and his fingers searched for the flesh beneath it. 

Surprised, June struggled. "No-" 

"What the hell do you mean-no?" he asked with a laugh. "Don't tell me you 
don't want it, baby. I saw your ass twitching the whole time you sucked his 
dick. Even if you came, you need some real fucking, I know damned well you 
do!" His hand was at her panties now, jerking the elastic and sliding under 
it. The warm touch at her pubic hair made her shiver as she realized how 
very right he was. She was hot, and she needed desperately to be fucked. His 
fingers curled into her cavity, prying the lips of her vulva apart, touching 
her clitoris and making her whimper with hot lust. 

She heard the sound behind her and remembered Tony. She swiveled her head 
and saw him staring at them and smiling openly. She whirled back to the man. 
"Not here...." The words barely disturbed the quiet of the room. 

Sheffield Marvel grinned and poked three fingers deep into her pussy and 
wriggled them violently. "Why not?" he asked. 

For the moment, her excitement was so heady she forgot what her question had 
been. She was filled with the hot need and desire for a penetration into her 
cunt. His fingers teased her, drove her crazy ... she wanted to be taken 
hard ... feel a ramrod sink into her body and demand all the response she 
could give. It had been so goddamn long.... 

"Tony wants to watch, don't you, Ton?" Sheffield never took his eyes from 
June's. 

"Boy, I'll say-" Tony sounded like a kid with a new toy. 

June was numb, her body caught in the desire that consumed her reason. She 
dimly recalled the parents talking about letting the boys watch them in 
copulation. Tony already knew that she was willing to suck him and play with 
him. Why should she feel any qualms about letting him view what was going to 
happen? She gasped as the man's hand plunged into her and pulled at her 
flesh. She wanted him, and she didn't care who saw it. 

Slowly, she nodded, and Sheffield grinned. He pulled his hand out and 
quickly began doffing his clothes. He told her to do the same. 

Mesmerized, she moved automatically, unbuttoning the uniform and letting it 
slide to the floor. She pulled off the slip, dropped it. When she unfastened 
the bra that held her big tits tight, she heard Tony's quickly drawn breath 
of surprise. 

"Wow!" he said in awe. "Look at the size of those knockers!" 

His father didn't need any encouragement. Naked, he reached immediately for 
the unsheathed beauty of her breasts while she began to skim off her 
panties. He clutched at the twin domes as she bent over to step out of the 
nylon briefs and pull off her shoes. Then with a sudden movement, Sheffield 
came around her and pressed his naked crotch to her rounded ass. She felt 
the hot hard pressure of his cock in the crevice of her ass, stabbing and 
leaving a thin trail of moisture in its wake. She still wore her garter belt 
and stockings, but they didn't bother Sheffield. His hands were moving on 
her naked tits, pulling her close so he could curve her body to his. She 
heard his heavy breathing as he squeezed her nipples and made them jut forth 
in quick desire. One hand slid down over her belly, mashing the slight roll 
of fat that rolled over her garter belt, diving into the thick crop of pubic 
hair that formed a triangle below the white cloth. Then his fingers were hot 
between her legs, prying and probing into the cavity of her lust. Her 
fingers pulled at the tightly twined hairs, jerking the full lush labia 
apart and pinched at the smooth wet flesh beyond. 

June gasped. Her whole body trembled and she leaned into the pressure of the 
cock she could still feel at her ass. For a moment she thought he was going 
to sink his prick into her asshole, and a new tremor gripped her. She 
remembered the picture Tony had shown her-the one in which the boy was 
fucking his lovely cock into the woman's asshole. My God, she almost came 
thinking about it! She wanted to feel a prick in her anal canal. She was hot 
and desperate. But even more she wanted to feel a hot slippery wet dick 
between her vulva, piercing upward into the heavenly hot haven of her 
frantic cunt. 

His gripping fingers mashed at her pulpy flesh, digging deep and pushing 
upward into her pussy. 

She reached under her legs and tried to find his balls. 

"Hey-" Sheffield Marvel yelped in surprise as she grabbed his hanging sacs 
and began to fondle them with spastic motions. "You're a hot little 
devil-okay, you asked for it-" He shoved her forward and she stumbled but he 
caught her and pressed her over the foot of the chaise lounge near the 
window. She went down onto the cushioned softness, her legs splayed behind 
her, her arms stretched upward. Her ass was right at the edge of the chair, 
bending her in such a way that she felt the cool air rush across the hot 
dripping tissues of her cunt. Then he was on her again, coming up behind her 
on his knees, lifting her buttocks and pulling them to separate them at the 
same time. She felt him grab his own cock and shaft it toward her, coming up 
from below so it hit the target-the bullseye of her over-heated cunt. It 
pressed, firm and hot and hard on the wet muscles for an instant, then it 
slithered into the wet swamphole as though a huge vacuum had sucked it 
upward. Sheffield grunted and pressed his body to hers, dug his hands under 
her chest and grabbed her tits. 

"Here we go, baby. I'm gonna ride you home!" He began to spear his prick in 
and out of her cunt in rapid strokes, filling each inch of her cunt with the 
hard, hot tool that seemed to be a foot long inside her. 

June had never had cock this way before-from this angle. The first rush of 
pleasure gave way to a hot second filling need, and she knew it was going to 
be good. She could feel the heavy organ stab the walls of her vagina, 
distend the muscle, stretch it like a finger poking a balloon. The fucking 
prick stabbed deep inside her, touching the inner opening to her uterus and 
forcing it under the pressure of its own need. She felt the small sphincter 
resist, then open to admit the thick ripe cockhead. It triggered an instant 
climax for her, sending huge rays of tingling delight radiating through her 
belly. It was like setting off a fire bomb, with fragments igniting every 
inch of her flesh. She gasped, whimpered and sucked air into her lungs. 

"Oooohhh, I'mmm cuuummmiiinnnggg!!" She heard the words without realizing 
she'd said them. She gave herself completely to the glory of the moment, the 
lovely prolonged moment of delightful orgasm. 

Tony was sitting up, propped on his elbow. "Go, Dad, go! Damn it, fuck her 
good!!" He clapped his hands with pleasure as the woman cried out and his 
father slammed the hard tool of passionate flesh into her snatch again and 
again. He saw the tight look on his father's face and knew that he was not 
through yet. His dick was still hard arid hot, still wanting more from her 
before his hairy nuts gave up their load of hot sticky cum. Tony's eyes 
glistened and he breathed heavily through his mouth. If he could walk, he'd 
be over there with them, sinking his vibrating cock into her fluttering 
asshole ... ooohhh, man he was getting a hard-on just thinking about it. 

As if he'd read Tony's thoughts, Sheffield jerked his dick out of the 
sopping hole and re-aimed it at the woman's ass. He was so fucking hot, he 
needed to feel the tight dry pull of her anal canal to take his thick load 
of cum. She whimpered slightly, then breathed deeply through her mouth to 
relax as he pushed the sticky wet swollen head at the tight little 
drawstring muscle. In the mirror, he saw Tony's rapt expression as he 
watched them. Sheff smiled and sank his slippery, cunt-wet cock into the 
tiny opening. 

The pressure was almost unbearable, and the dry walls clung to his sticky 
wet flesh, tearing at the foreskin and pulling it roughly back. The hot 
swollen ridge of the head was scalded in its own juice and the smearing cunt 
juice that clung to it. He took a deep breath, pushed harder. His cock began 
to ooze pre-seminal fluid, and it lathered the hot hole so he could fuck in 
harder and faster without ripping his flesh off. He sliced his cock into her 
too-tight asshole. 

June felt the tremendous pressure and her body's natural resistance. For a 
moment she thought she would faint with the pain and the delight, but it 
passed quickly, giving way to a rush of hot, furious lust. She wanted him to 
drive his huge dick deep into her ass, force the hidden orgasm she knew lay 
at the end of the shit tunnel. She breathed through her mouth, huge gulps of 
air that seemed to grow hot the instant they touched her lungs. The heat 
filled her body, fired her need. 

She moaned and clawed at the cushions under her. His fingers were a vise on 
her hips, pulling her up to him and holding her so he could drive his loaded 
cock deep into her anal canal. She felt the pressure of his organ grow, 
heard him grunt as he recognized the need. 

"Yeeeessss," she whimpered. 

"Here it comes, baby, I've got a load of hot cum that's shooting out-NOW!!!" 

He slammed at her, letting go with the hot spurt of cum to lather her 
rectum, fill her ass and slosh loudly as he finished his orgasm. 

June felt the hot spurt and the deep drive. Her belly roared into flame, 
engulfing her and setting off the soul-shaking orgasms that lay far inside 
her. It was as though it had been hiding, waiting for release for many 
years. All the misery of her lonely life, all the frustrations she had 
bottled up since Quent walked out on her, found their relief in that moment. 
She pounded her fists on the chair, wept and cried her delight. 

"Aaaarrrggghhh, yeeesss, haaarrrdddeeerrr!! More! More!! MORE!!!" And still 
he slammed his cum-spurting cock into her, and the orgasm undulated through 
her body. Shockwave after shockwave covered her. Her uterus seemed to 
explode and flow together like molten lava. Her legs went numb with tingling 
rays of pleasure. She sobbed and tasted the salty tears that ran down her 
face. Her satisfaction was complete. 

Sheffield slowed and finally stopped, perspiration dripping from his temples 
and running down his cheeks in slow rivers. She was still beneath him, limp 
with the force of her orgasm, filled with his heavy thick load of cum, 
exhausted. Slowly, he pulled his shit-and cum-streaked cock out of the 
tight, puckered asshole. She whimpered softly but did not open her eyes. 

Marvel stood up, panting. He wiped his hand over his face and turned to 
Tony. The boy grinned, and his father saw that the scene he'd watched had 
made his boy's cock hard and he had gripped it tightly in his own fist to 
ease the pain. Now he let go and the tiny organ fell over as though 
exhausted. Sheff grinned and spoke to him. "Your nurse is a hot number, 
Tony." He shook his head in mock exhaustion. "Wow!" 

"I sure wish I could walk!" Tony said. 

His father laughed. "You do okay, kid. And it won't be long-not with a nice 
piece of ass like this around to get well for!" He slapped June playfully 
on' the rump as she still lay panting on the chaise. 

Slowly, she began to get up. She felt curiously energetic despite the energy 
that had been drained from her. Her body seemed alive, tingling and aware. 
She looked at the nude man standing close to her and at the almost nude boy 
on the bed. Like father like son, she thought, and the idea made her smile. 

Sheffield Marvel grinned at her. "I take it you had a good time, too?" She 
nodded. 

He slipped his arm around her. "Good, we want you to be happy so you'll stay 
with us a while." He ran his hand over her huge breast and jiggled it in his 
palm. "Come on, we'd better let Tony get some sleep." 

Guilt swept over June as she realized that she had forgotten her nursing 
duties. She grabbed for her clothes. 

Tony laughed. "You don't have to put them on. I like looking at you." 

That made her blush. "I have to get you ready for bed now, and no matter 
what you like, I feel more like a nurse if I have some clothes on!" 

They all laughed, and Sheff picked up his garments where he had tossed them 
to the floor. June caught her breath at the sight of his swaying, hanging 
heavy equipment. No wonder she had cum so wildly-he was built like a giant! 
She had to remind herself that she was on her way to get dressed. 

"I have to clean up a little," she said. Sheff nodded as he pulled on his 
shorts. "Use Tony's bathroom if you want, might be faster...." 

He pulled his shirt over his head as June walked to the bathroom door. 
"June-?" 

"Yes?" She turned. 

He smiled. "When Tony's all settled down, why don't you join me and Diane on 
the patio? Well have a few drinks and talk." 

She hesitated, feeling she should refuse but not wanting to. "I should 
unpack...." 

"I'll have Germaine do it for you." 

She shook her head. "I'd rather-" 

"Well, you can do it tomorrow, there's no rush. This is your first day." 

She looked at him and his gaze held her eyes. There was something compelling 
in his request, something she could not deny, something she did not want to 
refuse. She heard herself saying, "All right ... in a little while...." 

 CHAPTER ELEVEN 

When June made her way to the patio off the room where she'd met the Marvels 
earlier, they were already working on tall drinks. Without asking her 
preference, Sheffield Marvel fixed another glass for her and she sat on the 
huge lounge with them. The lounge chair was more like a large bed, with the 
back slightly raised for comfort. There was more than enough room for the 
three of them to sit-or do anything else they wanted to do. The comfortable 
chair was covered with a fur-like material that was warm and soft to the 
touch. 

The patio was shielded on three sides by the house itself and it was covered 
with a roof designed to screen the sun and wind. It was lighted softly with 
indirect bulbs hidden in the thick green shrubbery and recessed in the 
walls. The total effect was pleasant and warm. The crisp air that had made 
her feel autumn was here seemed to have given way to a last burst of warm 
summer. At the far end of the patio, the lights glimmered on water, and June 
realized there was a swimming pool she hadn't seen before. 

"Tomorrow night well have dinner early," Diane said. "The kids will be here 
early and we can pick it up from there." 

"The kids?" June tried to recall who was expected. 

"Vince and Astrid Deming-and Juan. We mentioned them earlier-they're the 
ones who did the pictures for the book-" 

She remembered then. "Oh, yes." What kind of an evening would that be? Her 
mind began to race over details of the pictures she had seen, and she seemed 
to focus most clearly on the huge thick throbbing prick of the man-whom she 
now thought of as Vince. Any kind of an evening with him would have to be 
good. 

Diane was talking again. "Of course, Juan wasn't in the pictures, he's new. 
What was the boy's name, darling, the one who worked with them on the book?" 

Sheffield shrugged. "Don't remember. Astrid goes through little boys at a 
pretty fast clip, I can't keep track of them all." 

June frowned. "What do you mean?" 

Sheff laughed. "Astrid has a strong yen for unmatured boy cock. She likes to 
get a young one, teach him all the things she wants him to know. But when 
they get too expert, she tires of them. So she goes on to a new one. More 
fun that way, she says." 

June was confused. "You mean that she uses boys-" 

"Uses isn't the word she'd pick, darling," Diane said with a smile. "She's 
very good to them, and they never regret their stay with her. She pays them 
handsomely for their work-if you can call it that!" Diane sipped at her 
drink. "She sends them off to school if they want to go or simply puts them 
back in the arms of their families." 

"Surely their parents don't agree to this-" June could not hide the surprise 
in her tone. 

Diane shrugged. "Of course they do. This is the twentieth century, darling. 
The boys come from poor homes for the most part, and their parents have no 
hang ups about getting enough to live on any way they can. They don't 
actually sell the boys to Astrid, but they make the arrange-ments-at least 
the financial ones." 

Sheffield put his hand on June's thigh and pressed his fingers into her 
flesh. She felt the sudden rush of warmth and did not pull away even though 
Diane glanced down at the contact. He said, "What difference does it make if 
the kids dig the scene with Astrid and Vince for cash or they do it for free 
with their sisters, cousins and mothers at home? Christ, these kids are out 
of the sex woods by the time they're eight! Astrid is delighted when she 
finds one that hasn't been used at all-a virgin boy." He grinned at June. 
"That doesn't happen too often, unless she takes them at five or six." 

"You're kidding!" It was out before June realized it. 

"Am I? Why does that shock you? You like the taste of boy cock. You're lucky 
you have a kid of your own. How long have you been having him?" He paused 
but when she didn't answer right away, he went on. "If not him, you're in a 
job that puts you in touch with a hell of a lot of other kids. So you don't 
have to worry about your supply. Astrid has no kids of her own, doesn't work 
outside, so she likes people to bring them to her. You might say she rents 
them." He shrugged and tightened his fingers on her thigh. "No one gets 
hurt, everyone has a good time, and she helps educate the boys-in more ways 
than one! We do the same for our boys. You do the same for yours." 

June couldn't argue with that. Her first shock was wearing off now, and she 
admitted to herself that what he was saying was right. And she began to look 
forward to meeting Astrid and Vince-and the young boy Juan. 

"What do you say we have a swim?" Diane asked, setting her glass on the low 
glass table. 

"The pool is heated," Sheff said to June. 

"I didn't bring a suit," she said, shaking her head. 

Both of her hosts laughed loudly. "Who needs them?" Sheff said. "We always 
swim in the buff. Come on." He uncurled himself from the lounge chair and 
pulled June to her feet. "You should have followed Tony's advice and stayed 
naked. Save you a lot of trouble." He began to peel his shirt off. 

June hesitated, watching the two disrobe. She fumbled with the buttons of 
her dress as she watched Diane skim off the pale yellow sleeveless sweater 
she was wearing and toss it to the chair. She wore no bra, and her golden 
globes of breasts sprang out in released glory. She had big ones, big ripe 
full tits that jutted from her ribcage like watermelons on a vine. Only they 
were a rich golden color, suntanned evenly with the rest of her body. The 
dark circles of the areolas were like rosebuds at the crowns, buds that 
promised to open to full flower. She smelled faintly of jasmine. 

Diane stepped out of the brief skirt and laid it to rest on top of the 
sweater. She was not wearing underpants either, and June found herself 
staring at the beauty of the other woman's body. Her own inadequacies came 
strongly to mind. Next to this woman, she'd look pretty sad. 

If Sheffield Marvel thought so, he made no sign of it. He watched June doff 
her garments and smiled appreciatively as her nakedness came on display. He 
flicked a finger at the tips of her tits and coaxed out the nipples. June 
could not keep her gaze above his waist. His sex organs were dark shadowed 
monsters between his legs, and the evoked memory of what he had given her in 
Tony's bedroom was intoxicating. 

Diane said, "Come on, let's swim." She walked to the edge of the pool and 
down the wide stone steps leading into the water. Sheff put his arm around 
June and they followed his wife. 

The water was warm and pleasant. It closed over June's naked flesh like a 
warm caress, and she was glad of it. It soothed and touched all the wondrous 
parts of her intimate places. She lifted her feet and swam in lazy strokes 
along the edge of the pool. She was not an excellent swimmer but could keep 
afloat and enjoyed the water. The pool would be good for Eddy, she thought, 
and for Tony when his casts were removed. It was good therapy for her now, 
and she swam back and forth along the short edge several times. 

Sheffield caught her on the third trip. "You're a little fish-" he said with 
a laugh. "Come on, swim down to the other end of the pool." 

She followed him, noticing that Diane had vanished somewhere that she hadn't 
noticed. They reached the side wall at the other end of the pool and Sheff 
steered her to the ladder. The patio was in deep shadows at this end, and 
June wondered why they did not go back to where they had left their 
clothing. She didn't have to wonder long. As she stepped onto the flagstone 
apron of the pool, the darkness ahead of her came to light. She stared, 
unable to believe what she saw. Sheff came up behind her and ran his wet 
hand over her wet ass. Several feet away, Diane smiled and reached for the 
towels that were hanging on a gold tree rack next to her. 

They were in a huge bedroom. June turned to look behind them, trying to 
figure out how they had gotten inside from the patio. She saw the huge glass 
doors that formed the outer wall of the bedroom. She looked at Sheffield 
with a puzzled frown. 

He laughed and took one of the towels his wife held out and wrapped it 
around June's naked body. He pulled her to his own nude length and pressed 
against her, using the towel as a sling to keep them together. "The pool 
angles at this end and part of it is actually indoors. The glass doors open 
and close over it. Great, unless you sleep walk!" He shimmied the towel over 
her backside and it made her tits and crotch rub sensuously on his body. 

June shook her head in amazement. "This is quite a place." 

"Glad you like it-stay a while-" He pulled her close again and kissed her 
lips lightly. 

"Mmm, I'm jealous, darling," Diane said. "I have to dry myself." 

"Ha, no you don't!" He pulled June with him and crossed the room. "Come on, 
I'll take both of you on in a super drying contest. On the bed. He grinned. 

Laughing, he tumbled both women onto the huge round bed that dominated the 
other side of the room. The thick green velour bedspread was like a thirsty 
towel itself and, as he grabbed playfully for them and they rolled on it, 
they were quickly dried. And they were quickly excited. Sheffield's playing 
hands darted at the two crotches, dug into the dark and the golden thatches 
of hair, rubbed at high mounds of tits, slid along smooth damp flesh with 
erotic intent. 

June forgot any inhibitions she had felt earlier. She began to feel the 
stirring excitement that came from being desired. She began to feel sexy. 
And the knowledge that her appetites would be fed made her eager to forget 
any questions her mind raised. These people enjoyed sex. They were letting 
her enjoy it. No strings attached. No one mentioned love. No one needed it 
for the fulfillment of sexual need. It was as if June had discovered 
something quite new all of a sudden. She had always tied love and sex in her 
mind, refusing one without the other. She had handicapped her own existence, 
put herself in a box from which she could not free herself. And now the 
Marvels were opening the box and she was out. She was learning to enjoy her 
body, enjoy sex and take her fill.... 

Sheff's hand was hot between her legs and she rolled and made a grab for his 
cock. She saw that Diane was sprawled above them on the huge circular bed, 
her legs spread and her husband's head at the juncture of her thighs. He was 
licking her cunt! His fingers in June kept a steady tempo with the darting 
tongue and the man moaned softly as his delight took shape. The cock in 
June's hands swelled and began to grow hard. She worked it with swift 
strokes designed to delight him and fire him further. It fired June too. Her 
belly was hot and warm oozing fluid dampened the thighs that had been cool 
moments ago in the pool. She had never known it was possible for her to turn 
on so quickly, and she smiled ecstatically at the pale green ceiling above 
them. The man's fingers were hard and quick in her pussy, pulling at the 
thick wet walls of the muscles, exciting her and making her pump faster on 
his swollen column of hard flesh. He moved his hips and encouraged her. 

June watched his flicking tongue on the other woman's clitoris and labia. 
The red lips were swollen and pulsing with the thick veined heartbeat that 
ran through them. His tongue found the blood vessel and licked along it. 
Diane moaned and twisted slightly but made sure she did not pull away from 
his hungry mouth. 

June heard the sound and looked toward it. Someone had come into the room, 
entering along the side of the pool rather than through it. It was a boy she 
had never seen before, but the striking resemblance to Tony and Sheff told 
her this was the other son-Brad. He was watching the scene on the bed with 
obvious enjoyment, and at the same time he was kicking off his shoes and 
unfastening his slacks. He walked toward them slowly, stripping off his 
shirt and pants as he moved. In tight Jockey shorts, he was mansized in the 
crotch. The thick bulge seemed to grow before June's eyes. He smiled at her 
and pulled the shorts off. 

Her mind whirled. What had the Marvels said-they encouraged both their boys 
to join them in sexual activities ... Brad was moving toward her now, cock 
unsheathed and beginning to jump with spasms as it came alive and climbed 
from its warm bed of balls and sparse hair. Sixteen. He was sixteen. Not 
young, but almost a man. With a man-sized pecker waiting to make her happy. 

"Move over, dad," the boy said with another grin. 

Diane looked up. "Mmmm, baby, just in time. Come and let momma suck that 
lovely tool of yours ... God, I'm so fucking hot I could die...." 

He crawled onto the bed, letting his prick brush across June's arm 
deliberately. She felt the Shockwave of delight race through her. She 
grabbed for it with her free hand but Diane had already captured the prize 
of her son's manhood and was steering his hard boy cock toward her open 
mouth. Her tongue darted out and flicked over the bulging red head of the 
organ. Dazed, June watched, filled with growing lust and jealousy. She 
realized suddenly that she wanted to taste the youth's prick, feel it grow 
in her own mouth. It was full now, swollen and straining against its cocoon 
of skin. The head popped from the foreskin and his mother gobbled it quickly 
into her mouth. June felt a stab of painful lust in her guts, wanting 
him.... 

She whimpered and swiveled her body on the bed so she could wrap her hot 
loving tongue around the cock in her fist. Sheff slammed his hips at her 
face and drove the tumid organ deep into her throat, almost choking her but 
driving her wild at the same time. His busy fingers beat a fast tattoo in 
her sloshing wet vagina, and she felt the heavy pressure of the impending 
climax. She scraped her teeth along the rigid shaft of flesh, trying to find 
the tiny thread of nerves that would explode his cum. Her own need flared 
into wildfire, raging out of control. She tried to blow him as her orgasm 
carried her to heights of rapture, but his hot load of boy cum held back, 
throbbing at the gates but not breaking through. 

June felt the explosion in her organs, the sudden hot drawing sensation, the 
ecstasy of need filled. It ran through her belly, fanned out and filled her 
body. She sobbed on the hard column of flesh in her mouth, sobbed her 
delight and her lust. The orgasm began to fade ... and she immediately felt 
the new surge deep inside her. She was not done. And they were not done with 
her. Someone was pushing her, arranging her body so she lay on her back, 
then climbing over her. She looked up into the boy's smiling face. 

"Wanna get fucked now, honey?" he asked. 

"Yeeeesssss...." 

His full-sized cock came toward her, spearing between her sodden labia, 
slipping up into the loving folds of her pussy. He was hard and heavy, 
pushing in quickly and thrusting to the depths of her cunt. She gasped. Brad 
stared at her bobbing tits as he lunged his dick in and out of her in hot 
pursuit of his cum. He had watched the scene in the bedroom from the patio, 
felt the need stir in his guts. When he walked into the bedroom and saw the 
new woman with his parents on the green bed, he knew he wanted a piece of 
the action. Mom had sucked him up and he was hotter than hell, and now he 
wanted to shoot off in this hot hugging tunnel of love. Jeez, she was 
tight-like a kid. Where the hell had they found her? Ooooohhhh, man, he was 
going to cum. He saw the glint in her eyes and he knew she was getting hot 
again. The glazed look gave way to shimmering need, and her body tensed 
under him and around him. He slipped it hard into her, moved with the 
strength of youth. He felt her cunt grip him like a twisting knothole, and 
he groaned with delight. 

"Hey, baby ... I'mmm ready ... ooohhh, aaahhh, let's cuuummmm together...." 

"Yeeesss, yeeesss!!!" June was desperate to feel the hot load of spurting 
sperm in her belly. It had been so many years ... so long ... Quent was the 
only man who had ever filled her with a ripe load ... but she knew that she 
was going to get one more now. This boy, this child turned man so recently, 
was going to shoot off in her cunt and fill her and make her cum again.... 

"Aaaarrrggghhh!! She raised her hips to meet his pounding cock, forcing him 
to drive it all the way to the depths of her belly, into the inner muscle of 
her uterus, triggering the deep orgasm it contained. He leaned forward, 
forcing his body to scrape along her clitoris as he moved back and forth on 
her and in her. The double orgasm erupted like a volcano. Hot lava spewed 
from his cock at that instant and gushed into her. She felt the warm flow 
fuse her joy, and she shuddered with a throbbing spasm of delight. 

"Aaaahhh, mmmmm, ooooohhhh!!" She wailed the sounds into the bedroom, 
unmindful of anything but the huge wave of pleasure that washed over her. It 
was sheer glory, pure heaven, and she savored each second of it, lost in the 
heady, heavy ecstasy of sexual fulfillment. All the pain and frustrations of 
the years were washed away in the stunning cum. 

On her, Brad felt the tight hard pleasure of her cunt as he spurted his load 
of fuck juice into her. Her pussy drank it like there was no waiting, drew 
the foaming cock juice from him like a giant straw. He thought he would 
drown inside her, be sucked right into the hole along with the stabbing 
prick. It was a hard, good cum, one he wouldn't forget in a hell of a long 
time. 

Near them on the big bed, Sheffield and Diane Marvel watched their 
first-born son ride the nurse's cunt. His firm round ass bobbed up and down, 
driving his tool into the hot hellhole of the woman. They were proud of his 
prowess, glad that he had learned the art of screwing so well at so young an 
age. Diane licked her lips and saw the glistening sticky cock pull out of 
the other woman's pussy, leaving a thin trail of moisture in its wake as it 
slapped on June's thigh. She wanted him. She was so goddamn hot for Brad 
that she ached. And she knew from past experience that he would come on hard 
again if she played with him. She grinned at her husband and pointed at his 
ramrod stiff cock, then at June's supine form. He understood, grinned and 
crawled on top of the nurse as his son climbed off. 

June saw Sheffield coming at her and she smiled. She felt better than she 
had felt for a very long time, and she knew that the uninhibited fun she was 
having was the reason. It thrilled her that this man wanted her now, wanted 
to slip his dick into the gushy slime of her cunt where his son had just 
filled her and made her cum. 

"Want more?" he asked with a grin. 

"Mmmm, yes ... I want it...." She grabbed for his cock and felt its wetness, 
knew it had just come out of his wife's cunt. She felt a desire to taste it, 
excite herself on the other woman's cum, but he was already shoving it up 
her pussy, diving to the depths of her hot love hole with forceful fury. She 
forgot everything then but the new pleasure that soared in her belly. 

His heavy balls slapped against her spread thighs, teasing her to new fire. 
The hard giant tool plunged into her, pulling at her muscles and sending 
rays of tingling delight to fill her. This was going to take longer now that 
the wild lust had been abated a little by the boy ... she was going to enjoy 
this one for a very long time. He was too. He grinned at her, and he 
squirmed so his knees got between her thighs. He raised himself, grabbing 
her hips and pulling her up with him so her body angled under him She felt 
the deeper penetration it gave him. 

"Oooo, that's nice," she said, "very nice." 

"I'm all the way in," he said, and shoved up her again. His fingers clawed 
into the full flesh of her ass and pulled her hard to his crotch. 

With her body at an angle that way, her heavy pendulous tits rolled back 
toward her and she could barely see over the huge mounds of ripe flesh. He 
seemed to enjoy watching the jiggling, quivering tits and the huge patches 
of the nipples at the ends. 

"You've got a great cunt, June, nice and tight. The way I like 'em...." 

From somewhere behind him, his son's voice said, "Christ, she's almost as 
tight as a goddamn virgin!" 

June had to smile as she realized they were complimenting her. She was glad 
that they found her desirable ... mmm, she felt desirable, felt good ... and 
she felt very horny. She smiled and felt the hard stabbing cock penetrate 
her body and push at her lust. "Oooohhh, mmmm." 

She saw the movement beyond Sheffield's body. Brad and his mother were 
moving into position for some fun. Diane was climbing on top of the boy, 
holding his hard cock in her fist and aiming it between her legs. She came 
down on it with a huge sigh of delight, her eyes rolled back in ecstasy. The 
boy grinned at her and grabbed her hips to jerk her tight to his flaming 
body. 

June felt new hot lust burst inside her. Watching the young boy and his 
mother was almost as exciting as doing it herself. She turned her head so 
she could see better. Diane was sitting hard on his cock, bouncing and 
rubbing her cunt on him with erotic thrusts. She moaned softly and he 
grabbed her bouncing tits and coaxed her to go faster. 

Then June had things of her own to think about. The hard shoving tool in her 
was expanding for its explosion. She felt the movement of the sheath of skin 
as it clung to her tissues and tried to follow the racing pattern of the 
hardcore cock it held. June knew she was going to cum. 

She told Sheff her need. "Oooohhh, uuummm, fuck meeee, yeeesss ... 
fuuuccckkk meeee!" She brought her body up to meet his rapid thrusts, felt 
his hands grip her hips again and hold her fused to him. Another hand came 
across her body and grabbed a flopping tit. She could not take her eyes from 
the strained face of the man fucking her, but she knew it was Brad's hand. 
It gripped her breast, poking hard at the nipple, digging into the soft 
rough-smoothness of the cap and finding the stiff erection of the bud. The 
act triggered her orgasm, and she screamed. 

"Aaaaeee, ooohhhooohhh, aaarrrggghhh!!!" Her body was slick with 
perspiration as the fire licked at her flesh and her organs. Her uterus 
tightened in the gusty throes of the climax, making her gasp and shudder as 
her cum poured from her glands. She gasped, moaned and let the man slam his 
need at her. 

"Now it's my turn," Sheffield said through clenched teeth. He was still 
fucking at her cunt in furious hard jabs, sinking his prick deep into the 
walls of her vagina and flaming the fires that consumed her. The violence of 
his ejaculation was an atomic blast in her belly. It caught her while she 
was still enjoying the radiating waves of her orgasm, and it transformed the 
ebbing cum to another violent spasm of need fulfilled. She was cumming 
again. "Aaaarrrggghhh!!" 

"Ummmm, baby, yeeeaaahhh meee toooo!!" 

Her mind soared to the heights of oblivion to which her body carried her. 
Everything was light, bright, lovely. She was filled with the enormous 
pleasure that surpassed anything she had ever known. She drifted on the 
cloud of pleasure and let herself be carried into a pleasant daze. She was 
only dimly aware of Sheff climbing from her, letting her body back down to 
the bed. She lay smiling, eyes closed, almost purring. 

Someone pulled her up by the hand and she forced herself to open her eyes. 
Brad was grinning at her. "Let's shower...." She followed him to the gold 
and white bathroom, unable to think beyond her numbing delight. She watched 
him lean into the shower stall and adjust the water. Then with a grin, he 
pulled her in with him. 

The first shock of the water brought her alive again. It poured over her 
fevered body, cooled her flaming cheeks. Brad pushed her to the wall and 
reached for the bar of soap. She smiled as he began to lather her body. 

He grinned at her. "Ever had a man shower you before?" he asked. 

She shook her head. "No." Somehow it was easy to be honest with this boy. He 
had called himself a man-and he had proved himself more than that back on 
the bed, but she still marveled at his youth. His body was beautiful, strong 
and firm. He had wide shoulders, like his father, and slim hips. His chest 
was barren of hair, but a thick crop sprouted around his genitals. He saw 
her looking and handed her a second bar of soap. 

"You do me," he said. 

His lathered hands rubbed at her breasts, lifting them and spreading a film 
of white suds under and around them. His back was to the splashing water, 
and her body protected by it held the suds he spread on her. When he 
finished her tits, he moved down to her crotch. 

She took the soap he'd given her and began to rub his body with it. She 
began at his chest but made quick progress across his flat firm belly and to 
his crotch. She watched her hands caress his limp penis, lift it and rub the 
bar of soap along its length. Brad indicated his pleasure by digging at her 
cunt with his soapy hands. She whimpered as he pushed the foam between the 
hot lips of her vulva. It stang, but it was exciting too. She worked harder 
on his prick with the suds. The organ flicked slightly, striving for a new 
erection. She marveled at his ability to come back so quickly. The fortunes 
of youth, she thought, and lifted his balls with her other hand. He arched 
his back and the cock jutted toward her. 

Brad dug his fingernails into the bar of soap and shoved it up into her 
pussy. She squealed and the warm stinging sensation hit her, then leaned 
heavily against the shower stall as he began to move the slippery bar in and 
out of her cunt as though he were fucking her with it. She moaned and caught 
her breath as she felt the warmth begin deep in her belly. She was coming 
back too! The idea thrilled her. Even at the height of her affair with 
Quent, she had never cum repeatedly as many times as this. All her previous 
sexual experience seemed very inadequate to prepare her for this.... 

She smiled at the boy. From now on, she knew that she would never be shy 
about enjoying sex ... with anyone. She thought momentarily of Eddy, and his 
lovely child cock so smooth and lovely ... and she thought about Tony, only 
a little more mature but so much more knowledgeable ... and she thought 
about Shane, the dumb animal with the talented ruby red cock.... 

The thoughts made her moan and move her body on his slippery, soapy hand. He 
had her very hot again, the soap stinging her tissues and drawing out her 
body juices to bathe them and his fingers. She was filled with sudsy foam 
now and it was difficult for the boy to keep his grip on the sliver of soap. 

He pressed to her, grabbing her mouth in a wet open kiss that tasted faintly 
of soap. His tongue jammed against her teeth and forced them apart. At the 
same time, his hand with the soap pushed deep into her. The suds and the 
pressure of his hand whipped her clitoris to a frenzied excitement. She 
gasped, and he stroked his tongue against hers, teasing and tasting her, 
telling his desire without words. She moved her fist harder and faster on 
his soaped slippery cock. It was full grown now, thick and ready for action. 
He pushed toward her, and the organ slipped across her slick body. He let go 
of her mouth then and pulled his hand from her pussy. 

"Turn around, there, bend a little...." 

She let him position her with her face in the corner of the tiled stall. She 
felt his hands explore her rump, go between her legs, pry at her cunt. He 
pushed her ass until she was at the angle he wanted, then he bent his knees 
and come up behind her, spearing toward the flapping loose folds of her wet 
vagina. He missed on the first try and she whimpered as the hard prick 
slashed against her clitoris quickly. He bent her a little more and tried 
again. This time his aim was perfect and the hard hot pecker bolted into 
her. 

Her gasp this time was of pagan pleasure. The hard column of flesh ripped at 
her cunt, scalding her with the stinging suds it drove clear up her belly. 
It was like gasoline poured on a fire. The huge hot wave flooded her. She 
pressed her hands to the slippery tiles trying to get a hold of them to 
support herself. The stabbing tool jabbed her forward, pressing her against 
the wet wall, feeling as though it would come through the walls of her 
belly, but pulling back for another thrust before she could cry out. 

He gripped her hips and molded his crotch to her ass. His prick was a ramrod 
of hot steel driving into her with exotic fury. The tidal wave hit her, and 
her orgasm left her weak and babbling. She clung to the walls, pressed her 
face into the corner and moaned her delight. And still the hard shaft was 
there, full and fucking. Her cum seemed to spur it to new action, and she 
felt a new hot tension begin to build. 

He pulled out then and she knew before he touched her what he was going to 
do. She did not protest. She wanted him to fuck her asshole. The hard tip of 
his cock touched the tight muscle and he moved the organ with his hand until 
the tiny sphincter was coated with the thick slimy juice he had drawn from 
her cunt. Then he pressed harder, forcing the muscle to give. 

June opened her mouth and breathed deeply. The pain at her asshole was 
intense as he shoved relentlessly into her. She sucked in huge gulps of air 
and her head spun dizzily. 

Then he was in. She felt the give of the tiny muscle, felt the hot tip of 
his cock enter the dry hole of her anus, felt the pulling wetness ooze from 
his organ to sear her flesh. A moment later, he made a harsh strangling 
sound, and she felt the tiny spurt of his pre-seminal fluid soak the 
passage. He moved in the rest of the way, his whole cock sinking into her 
asshole, being swallowed by the hot, hugging tunnel. 

It shocked June when she realized that she was getting very excited again. 
The long prick shoved so far into her body it felt as though it were hitting 
her uterus too ... and she felt the hot lust gnaw at her. He was going to 
make her cum! He was going to make her cum by fucking her asshole!! 

She tried to tell him, but the sound came out as a whimpering sob. He slid 
his hands around her body, pushing at her belly to drive himself deeper into 
her ass. Then he grabbed her tits, squeezing them and mashing them as his 
body slapped in and out of hers. They were plastered together by the wet 
suds and the hot, lusting need. 

"Christ, I'm gonna cuuum!!! 

He shoved into her, impaling her on the shaft of his horny flesh, stabbing 
her with the near-explosion pressured bomb. 

"Here it cuuummmmssss!!!" He gurgled and gasped as the hot semen spewed from 
him again and filled the hot tunnel of her asshole. 

June felt the hot surge. It triggered her own fire, and her uterus poured 
out hot thick juice to flood her cunt. As his hot load shot into her 
asshole, her own hot load of cum poured out of her pussy. She sobbed and 
buried her face in her wet hands as the waves of ecstasy ricocheted through 
her whole body. When Brad finally pulled his shitty cock from her, she could 
hardly stand up. He turned her around and finished washing her gently. 

 CHAPTER TWELVE 

She'd made her way to her room in a daze after that. Brad grinned and 
disappeared in his own room, still naked as he had dried himself from the 
shower. June had not bothered to go past the pool and get her own clothes 
since she was numbed with tiredness now and could only think of falling into 
bed and sleeping. She had wrapped one of the huge bath towels around her 
nudity and padded barefooted along the halls. 

In her own room, she brushed her teeth and combed her tangled hair. She 
pulled back the covers and was crawling between the cool sheets when she 
heard Eddy call her from the next room. 

Frightened that he might have needed her when she was not available, June 
jumped up and grabbed a robe. She was running toward Eddy's room as she 
pulled it on. 

She left the hall door open so some light came into the blue and white 
bedroom. "Darling? Are you all right?" she called to her son. 

She went quickly to the bed. "What's the matter, darling?" He was lying with 
his eyes open and she put her hand to his forehead automatically, but there 
was no sign of fever. 

"I'm okay, I just can't sleep." 

She let out her breath in a sigh. Her fears vanished and she smiled at him. 
"All the excitement, young man." 

"I guess so, Mom." 

She sat on the edge of the bed. "It's late though, everyone else is asleep." 
It was a lie, but it would help him relax. She petted his head, brushing his 
hair away from his cheeks and forehead. 

"I thought I heard voices," he said. 

Brad saying good night ... thank God he hadn't seen them ... She smiled. 
"Maybe, but now it's time to sleep. Want me to sit with you a while?" 

He didn't answer right away and she peered at him closely. "What's the 
matter, Eddy?" 

He took a deep breath. "Mom-?" 

"Yes?" 

"I-could I-?" 

"Can you what?" she prompted. "Can I sleep with you-? Just this once, I mean 
I'm not scared or anything, but I-" 

She leaned over and hugged him. "Darling ... I know, it's all the excitement 
of a move, a new place, new people...." 

"Can I? Huh?" 

She looked at him. "Well, all right." She stood up and pulled back the 
covers. He looked so tiny and so trusting lying in the big bed. She bent and 
lifted him in her arms, pressing her face to his cheek. "Come along then, 
Mr. Amherst." 

In her own room, she put him in the bed and started to take off her robe. 
She remembered then that she had not put on a gown and she hesitated, 
wondering what she should do. The robe had come open and the boy was looking 
at the white expanse of flesh that was visible at her thighs and bosom. He 
had already seen her naked, she thought, more ... they had been lovers. She 
took the robe off and draped it over the bottom of the bed before she turned 
off the light and got in beside him. He moved to her immediately and she 
cradled him in her arms. His breath was hot on her naked breast and she felt 
him press to her along the length of her nude body. 

"Are you cold?" she asked as he shivered slightly. 

"No." His answer was muffled from her breast. 

They lay in silence for several moments before she felt the tentative touch 
at her nipple. His lips brushed at it, then opened and took it lightly 
between them. In the darkness, June smiled and held him closer. It felt so 
good to have him suck at her this way, so gently, a child's passion.... 

It was long time before he asked, "Mom?" 

"Yes, baby?" 

"Will you suck me...?" 

"Of course." She moved down his body, unfastening the fly of his pajamas as 
she reached them, skinning them off his wasted legs. She found the nest of 
his genitals and lifted the lovely little cock from it. Gently, she put it 
in her mouth and sucked. The boy sighed. At first she let her tongue caress 
the soft organ very gently, trying to soothe the boy and put him to sleep, 
put his body had ideas of its own, and the tiny penis began to stiffen. Her 
mouth worked at it more eagerly, tasting its fullness with new awareness and 
appreciation. She enjoyed the striving growth of the tiny penis, loved the 
hairless soft sacs under it. She cupped them now in her palm and pressed 
gently upward in search of the testicles that had not yet descended. 

Her tongue lavished affection of the little tool, pushing back the loose 
foreskin and exposing the small bulge of the head of the organ. She searched 
with her tongue until she found the slit at the peak of the head, then 
pushed at it, forcing her tongue into the cavity as far as she could get it. 

Eddy sighed heavily and she knew she was pleasing him. She would suck him 
until his tensions were gone, his body relaxed. And tomorrow ... maybe then 
she would once again let him enjoy pleasing her ... she wanted to feel this 
lovely young flesh inside her again. She shivered when she thought of how 
wonderful he had been in her, sinking the first hardness of his youth into 
her waiting cunt ... she remembered how she had cum ... was it only two days 
ago? It seemed hard to believe. She had been so lonely then ... and now her 
life was so full ... so happy.... 

She caught the loose layer of foreskin between her teeth lightly and moved 
her head in quick stabs at him so his cock sprang from its coat and pushed 
at her tongue. She felt him stiffen, his body tense. She knew he was close 
to the satisfaction he needed. She felt warm and wonderful all over and she 
sucked him harder and faster, throwing back the covers then and rolling him 
to his back so she could get at him more easily. He made small animal sounds 
in his throat, and then his cock tensed in a final thrust as it shot out the 
tiny wad of joy his body manufactured. 

June laughed softly and slowed her sucking motions while he relaxed again. 
His body crumpled to the bed and his cock began to go limp on her tongue. 
Not yet a man, Eddy had experienced the forerunner of true orgasm-a boy cum. 
Gently, she withdrew the prick from her mouth and lay beside him again, 
pulling the cover up but not bothering with his pajama bottoms. He sighed 
again and cuddled to her breast. In moments, he was asleep. 

June closed her eyes and thought about all the things that had happened the 
past two days. Then she smiled and fell asleep too. 

When she woke in the morning, Eddy was still fast asleep, and she slid from 
the bed carefully so as not to wake him. She would let him sleep as late as 
he could, get all the rest he needed. Maybe later, she would take him into 
the pool for exercise. As soon as he got strong enough, and as soon as she 
had enough money saved to pay the costs, Eddy would have his surgery ... and 
maybe Eddy would walk. It was her dream in life to have him be able to do 
the things other kids did, to live a full and happy life. 

June was soon caught up in the activities of the day. She bathed Tony and 
got him ready for the day. She brought breakfast for him and Eddy on trays 
so they could have each other's company. She had been surprised to find 
Shane in Tony's bedroom when she came back with the trays, and Eddy grinned 
and pointed to the open windows that led to the yard. Tony said he liked the 
idea of the dog with them, so she didn't chase the animal out. She asked 
Tony about his dog and was told he was in his kennel at the back of the 
house and the gardener would let him out later. 

Tony's doctor came in midmorning and pronounced the boy as fit as a fiddle 
under the circumstances. The move from the hospital had gone well and Tony 
had no ill effects from it. The physician estimated that it would be two 
more weeks before the casts could be removed, and then several more weeks 
before Tony had his strength back enough to pick up his usual routine. 

In the afternoon, she pushed Tony on a portable cot to the patio. Eddy 
wheeled himself out in his chair. Sheffield had gone off to his office, and 
Diane was busy handling household chores and sunning. The day passed lazily 
and quickly. 

The doctor had said Tony should sit up for short periods now, and he was 
elated to be able to join the family at supper. It was awkward for him with 
the two bulky casts, but the gaiety of the occasion made it worthwhile. 

During dessert, Tony asked about the people who were coming that night. June 
had forgotten that company was expected. 

"Can I stay up when they get here?" Tony asked. 

His mother shook her head. "Darling, it will be too late, you need your 
rest...." 

"Aw, please, for a little while. You promised last time when I couldn't go 
over to their house...." 

"I know, darling, but that was before your accident. I didn't know that 
you'd be just out of the hospital...." 

"I'll rest after dinner. I'm not tired. Please? I want to see the dog do his 
thing." 

Sheffield laughed. "That's what we get for being so honest with our 
children, darling. Let him come. 

For a little while anyway. June will be there and if Tony gets tired, she'll 
be able to put him to bed." 

Diane grinned at June. "If we can pry her away from Vince and Juan and the 
dog!" 

June recalled being told that couple who were coming were the ones who'd 
posed for the pictures. And they were bringing their new houseboy-Tiine 
years old. Her heart skipped a beat and she smiled nervously. "I'll keep an 
eye on him." 

"If it's a party, can I come?" Eddy asked eagerly. 

June looked at him in surprise. She had forgotten about her son. She caught 
Diane's amused look. "That's up to your mother, darling," she said to him. 
Eddy turned to plead with his mother. 

"Can I, Mom? Can I, please?" 

"Oh, let him," Sheffield said. "It'll be good for him." 

"That's how I got my start," Brad chimed in. "A party with Vince and Astrid 
is something no boy should miss!" He winked at his brother and at Eddy. 

Eddy looked back at his mother. "Can I?" 

"All right-for a little while. But you need your sleep too! The first yawn 
and I ship both of you off to bed.". 

They finished dinner and June insisted on the two young boys resting until 
the company arrived. She lay down in her own room to make sure they were 
quiet. She was excited about the prospect of new adventures. And about 
meeting Vince and Astrid and Juan. Somehow, the thought of the boy pleased 
her a lot, as much as the thought of the dog. Would it be the same black lab 
that she had seen in the photographs in the book? She grew excited at the 
thought. 

Diane had warned her to dress casually, and June put on a loose caftan of 
shimmering green and blue silk. She could not bring herself to go without 
underwear, but she left off her stockings and garter belt. She couldn't help 
thinking she was too fat and jiggly to go braless. She slipped sandals on 
her feet and then went to ready the boys for the big night. She got each of 
them into their pajamas and robes, even though Tony protested he needed 
neither. Sheffield came to wheel the portable cot for Tony out through the 
patio and across the garden to the living room in the center wing of the 
building. June pushed Eddy's chair. 

They had barely gotten to the living room when Astrid and Vince came in with 
Diane. A few steps behind them, staring at the house and the people with 
huge chocolate-colored eyes, was the most beautiful Mexican child June had 
ever seen. His face was the color of fresh honey, his complexion flawless. 
His small rosebud mouth was almost too perfect and his lips quivered to a 
smile as he examined his new surroundings. He tugged at the leather strap in 
his hand, and a huge black dog poked his snout under the boy's arm. The 
child slipped his arm around the animal's neck and held him close. 

June could scarcely breathe. She was hypnotized by the sight of the boy and 
the dog, knowing that she would soon have both of them. She wanted to rush 
forward and grab them now, but she stood breathing in shallow rasps while 
the introductions were made. 

 CHAPTER THIRTEEN 

Astrid was a willowy blonde with an attractive face that was just short of 
being pretty. She had prominent cheekbones and wide-set eyes that gave her a 
lusty look, a look of wildness that seemed fiery in her eyes. Her body was 
the completion of the wildness. Big busted, her tits stood almost straight 
out from her narrow frame. She was wearing a shimmering gold lounge outfit 
that hugged her curves and valleys like a paint brush on canvas. When she 
moved, her tits moved freely under the thin cloth. The small tips of the 
nipples brushed up and down on the inside of the cloth to weave a sensuous 
pattern. The melon-shaped spheres hugged the taut cloth and seemed to 
outline the pattern of the peaks. The outfit was cut deep at the neckline, a 
huge slashing V that went almost to the woman's navel. The full rise of the 
boobs was a deep line of cleavage. Her hips widened beneath a slim waist and 
her long legs were hidden in the wider flare of the skirt. Gold sandals shod 
her feet. 

Vince was as dark as Astrid was fair. He was a rugged looking man, his 
straight dark hair brushing back from angular features. His square chin held 
a shadow of beard that emphasized the smoldering darkness of his eyes. His 
gaze moved over June slowly and appraisingly. A hint of a smile touched his 
lips and she felt that she had met his approval. 

But June could not keep her attention from the child. Juan stared at her, 
his arm still around the dog's head. She tried to read the expression in his 
dark eyes, but it eluded her. There was an innocence of youth but a 
knowledge of age. He too seemed to appraise her with a slow look which did 
not move but somehow took in all of her body. He seemed to see through her 
clothing, touch her naked flesh. June shivered deliriously. The dog stared 
impassively, tongue lolling. 

Sheffield was at the bar mixing drinks and the newcomers spent some time 
talking to Tony about his injuries. Astrid petted the boy's shoulder all the 
time she spoke. 

"Poor darling, I was looking forward to you," she said. "Now I suppose I 
will have to wait until you are out of those terrible casts." She smiled 
engagingly. "But then, my pet, we shall have some fun, no?" 

Tony grinned. "Aw, do I have to wait?" 

She laughed softly. "Ah, so what your mamma tells me about you and your 
nurse is true?" She flicked a glance at June. 

June smiled, suddenly relaxed in the knowledge that having her sexual 
activities known to these strangers did not embarrass her. Actually, it 
pleased her. She wanted to be accepted by this couple and take part in the 
things they did....The pictures in the book haunted her memory and made her 
warm inside. She looked at the boy and the dog. 

They had drinks, sitting on the low sofas and talking about a discussion 
group Astrid and Vince had taken part in at the local club. 

Vince explained. "Dr. Forest showed the results of a survey his group had 
done on a cross section of a city's population. The ideas that are ingrained 
in a child produce the hangups of the adult." He clinked the ice in his 
glass and held it out like a pointer to emphasize what he was saying. "Most 
people are still afraid to talk about sex-at least their own personal 
affairs. They want to be considered modern, but they can't overcome the 
stilted, archaic ideas their parents passed on to them-with or without 
actually talking about sex. What you do can have more influence than what 
you say." 

Astrid picked it up. "Our own work shows that in order to give young people 
a healthy attitude toward sex, we must begin before they form fixed ideas of 
their own. Pre-adolescence, certainly. Infancy is the most desirable. A 
mother should not hide her natural affection for her baby-especially a 
little boy. Natural handling of his sex organs and loving him gently gives 
him a sense of identity as well as a sense of security." 

Both Tony and Eddy were watching and listening carefully. June saw Eddy's 
quick glance in her direction at this pronouncement from Astrid, and she 
felt a secret pleasure in knowing that this was exactly what she had done 
with her son-even if she hadn't known why. It was a wonderful feeling to 
hear someone explain away any remnants of guilt that lingered in her mind. 

"Everyone in a family should feel secure sexually with each other," Vince 
said. 

"But of course, darling," Diane agreed. "We've certainly tried with our 
boys. Brad joined us last night unexpectedly, and it made the evening!" 

June listened to them with half her mind while she watched Juan. He was 
sitting on a low stool a few feet from the sofa where June was, and his 
young face never seemed to change expression. It was as though he were 
waiting for something ... a cue ... The big black dog sat close to him. 

"I promised the boys they could stay up for a little while tonight. Tony was 
so disappointed not to be able to share the fun the way he'd like." Diane 
glanced at her watch. "But they are both tired and have to be off to bed 
soon. Maybe we should begin," 

"Of course! No reason to wait. We came to enjoy ourselves so let's do it." 
Astrid set down her glass and turned to the dark-eyed boy on the footstool. 
"Juan darling, come here." 

The boy rose obediently and crossed to the woman. He stood before her 
without smiling, his huge dark eyes intent on her face. She reached up and 
took his face in her hands and pulled him forward so she could kiss him on 
the mouth. 

The room was quiet, and the woman's breath fluttered in the silence. The 
boy's eyes became more aware, wider. June held her breath. 

Astrid petted the child's cheek, letting her fingers move over his small 
bones lightly and lovingly. The touch was clearly a lover's caress, and the 
boy's mouth quivered. Astrid looked into Juan's chocolate pools of eyes. 
"You are a delightful child, Juan, and I love you. You make me very happy 
when you let me touch you and love you this way, you know that, don't you?" 

The child nodded solemnly. Astrid's hands moved to his shirt and began to 
unbutton it. He stood very still, watching her. Her hands reached between 
the folds of cloth and found his bare skin. The palms felt it, rubbing over 
his thin chest, pausing as the tiny circles of his nipples and pressing at 
them in teasing motions. Then she unfastened his trousers and let them drop 
to the floor around his ankles. He wore tight white Jockey shorts and his 
boy ass was tiny. June's breath caught and came out as a strangled whimper. 
Astrid looked at her. 

June could not take her gaze from the boy. Astrid smiled and said, "Would 
you like to finish undressing him, June?" 

June stared and nodded. Astrid put her hand on the boy's hip and moved him 
toward June. He had to walk with quick little steps because of the pants 
that tangled around his ankles. 

June put out her hands, unaware of anything except the lovely child before 
her. She was shaking as she touched his bare chest and caught the elastic of 
his shorts. His skin was warm and it attracted her like a magnet. She pulled 
the white cloth down, watching breathlessly as his pubic mound came into 
sight. It was smooth and dark gold, hairless and lovely. She pulled the 
shorts farther, and his sex organs came into view. Her hands stopped as she 
gazed unbelievingly at what she saw. The child's penis hung like a huge 
thick rope from his body, lying over the loose dangling sacs of his scrotum. 
In size, the sex organs were far out of proportion to the tiny body. He was 
hung as heavily as any man she had ever seen. She knew she was staring but 
she could not stop. She could not take her eyes from the lovely limp organ. 
It was easily bigger than an inch in diameter and six inches long. The thin 
sheath of foreskin closed over it like a cone, pulling together at the 
bottom to a circle of dark folds of skin hinting at the hidden cavity it 
shielded. The bulge of his cockhead was clearly visible under the thin skin. 

"Isn't he gorgeous?" Astrid said. 

"My God!" Diane moved her chair and came closer to the nearly naked boy. She 
bent and lifted his feet from the tangled pants and shorts, then slipped the 
shirt from his thin arms so he was nude. She sat beside June and stared too. 
"Have you ever seen anything like it?" Her voice was full of awe. 

June smiled and shook her head. 

Astrid and Vince looked at each other and smiled. Then Vince said, "Go ahead 
June, he likes to be excited." 

June glanced up, then back at the naked boy quickly. She thought of Eddy and 
Tony watching from across the room, but it didn't matter. Nothing mattered 
but Juan. She had wanted him from the moment he walked into the room. And 
now he was hers. She brought him closer by gently pulling his hips. Sitting 
on the low couch she was just at the right height for his crotch to reach 
her mouth. She lifted it and felt its weight. She rolled the lovely organ in 
her palm, stuck the tip of her finger in the drawstring of foreskin capped 
at the end. She felt the slight pressure as the boy's muscles reacted. She 
did it again, forcing her finger into the tiny space and feeling the smooth 
silky head of his prick. The line of the bulge grew more taut as she flicked 
her finger in and out of the hole. 

Juan stood very still, watching the woman. He liked what she was doing, 
liked the soft gentle way she touched him. He wanted her to play more. He 
wanted to see her naked flesh, her nice titties. He looked up at Astrid, the 
message clear in his eyes. She smiled. 

"He wants you to take off your clothes," she said to the two women. 

Diane reacted immediately by shrugging out of the loose Grecian style toga 
she wore. Juan's gaze went to her breasts, and his mouth curved in a small 
smile. June felt the tension of his body and looked up. When she saw him 
staring at the other woman's naked tits, it made her angry and jealous. She 
wanted him to look at her that way. Quickly, she unzipped the front of the 
caftan. Almost in the same motion, she shrugged it from her shoulders and 
reached back to unfasten her bra. The boy's eyes swung to her, and she 
smiled as he watched her huge boobs spring from the captivity of the bra as 
she peeled it off. She jerked the caftan free of her hips and pulled down 
the pale yellow nylon briefs she wore. As she leaned forward to take them 
off, her hair brushed the boy's naked torso and he moved slightly. She 
breathed on his dormant sex organs, feeling their warmth radiate to her, 
smelling the pure fresh male aroma of the clean body. She whimpered as a 
tight pain struck her guts and she fell back to the chair. She grabbed for 
him instantly. 

She lifted his cock again and fondled it, rolling and stroking it in her 
hands, pulling the foreskin back gently so she could glimpse the hidden 
treasure it covered. She teased herself and him with only short pulls on the 
cock to prolong the delight of exposing the cockhead. Juan smiled and 
watched her. 

He liked seeing her big tits. They were as big as Astrid's, maybe not as 
firm and high, but big and nice ... like his mama's. And her hand was warm 
and tight around his thing now, pulling and coaxing hardness to it. He was 
going to like this woman ... He knew she would be good to him. 

Across the room the other adults began to peel off their clothes. Sheffield 
was very glad to help Astrid, and speed wasn't his objective. As soon as her 
huge boobs were out, he cupped one in his hands and sucked the hard nipple. 
Astrid smiled and glanced at the two boys across the room-the one in casts, 
the other in a wheelchair. They were watching, fascinated and anxious. 
Astrid took Sheff's hand and motioned to her husband. "Over here," she said, 
and led both of them to the boys. "Now, you two, no reason for you to be 
left out." She began unzipping Tony's pants and feeling for his little 
prick. He grinned and licked his lips. Then her hand was on it, squeezing 
and pulling, bringing him to life almost instantly. It was her turn to 
smile. She bent her head and sucked the lovely little tool. Sheffield Marvel 
rubbed his crotch against the bare ass she presented to him. His hands were 
around her, grabbing the heavy hanging tits, mauling at them. His cock was 
getting a hard-on, striving toward her, jabbing wetly now at her ass. Vince 
grinned and moved away, crossing to the couch where the other two women sat 
watching Juan. 

To Diane, he said, "It excited Juan to watch others. What do you say we help 
him out?" 

Diane laughed. "My pleasure, darling. Where?" 

"Right here is fine. June, move over onto that footstool, then we can have 
the couch...." 

June moved in a daze. It was like watching a movie, a picture with many 
scenes going at the same time. She did not turn from the boy before her or 
let go of him, bu she was clearly aware of the increased activity in the 
room. And she was very aware of the increased desire in her belly. She was 
wet on the thighs, her vagina was issuing a steady flow of warm juices now 
as she anticipated what was to come. She had a hard knot in her uterus, one 
that could only be untied by orgasm. She thought of the luscious tool in her 
hands, bent and took it in her lips. It was still soft, a giant snake 
waiting to strike. She sucked the foreskin closed over the head, then began 
to force it back with her lips, letting the head of the cock slide out and 
touch her tongue. A Shockwave of pleasure jolted through her at the first 
taste of the tiny crevice with its salty promise. She began to move back and 
forth on him with measured strokes. She was amazed at the slow tumescence 
that came, but delighted at the same time. It excited her to have to work 
for his hard-on. It was like taking a virgin child and teaching him the 
wonders of her love. 

Juan looked from one to another of the people in the room. There were many 
wonderful sights to see, and he wanted to feast his eyes on them all. It 
made him tight inside to see what the others were doing while this nice 
woman did things to him. 

On the couch, Vince sat with his hips on the edge of the cushion and pulled 
Diane onto him. His cock was a stiff rod of erotic flesh, and it speared 
between the woman's golden thighs, into the thick patch of golden hair at 
her crotch. Juan could imagine it slipping across the wet folds of the 
opening and entering the dark place. 

Vince grinned and jerked Diane down hard, sinking his prick into her with a 
thrust that drove them both wild. She sucked air into her lungs with a gasp. 
"Ooohhh, wow! Nice!" She began to rock back and forth on the hard stabbing 
tool. It hit deep inside her, and the heat rose in her belly. She could see 
the woman next to them sucking the boy's cock, and the remembered size of it 
made her move faster on Vince. "Make me cum!" she whispered harshly. "Make 
me cum!" 

Sheff's dick was pounding with need now, and he put his hands down to 
Astrid's crotch. Her body was still curved to his as she sucked off Tony, 
and the warm pressure of her ass was lighting his fires. He reached into the 
briar patch of hair and felt for the slimy wet flesh of her lust. When he 
touched her clitoris, she whimpered and quivered against him without letting 
go of the little boy cock she was sucking. Sheff plunged his fingers up into 
the canyon of her cunt. God, she was dripping hot lava ... he bent his knees 
and shoved his cock toward the opening to make it go into the wide open 
space, but once in, if found the way to the depths of her cunt quickly. He 
slammed his cock hard at the delightful hole. Tony saw what he was doing and 
grinned as the woman's acute passion told on her tongue and lips. As the 
father fucked her harder and faster, she sucked the son harder and faster. 
Tony had grown turgid from the play, and he was sweating from the need that 
was growing inside his guts. God, he wished he had hard balls like a man so 
he could really shoot a load of cum down this hot hugging tunnel of a mouth. 
Ooooooo, how she was sucking him!! How he wished he didn't have the heavy 
casts to restrain his body. He wantd to climb onto Astrid and fuck her with 
his cock! 

In the wheelchair nearby, Eddy watched in growing fascination, glancing from 
one fucking couple to the other, then to his mother and the little boy. It 
was like Tony had said-a wild orgy of sex and fun. Tony had shown him the 
book with the pictures of Astrid and Vince and another boy-and the dog. They 
had studied the pictures, talked about them, decided what they might like 
best when they were grown and what they liked best now at their young ages. 
Both had agreed that the pictures excited them, just as watching the real 
thing did now. Eddy had been so sheltered all his life it was hard to 
believe he was really here now, seeing all this. His mom seemed to have 
forgotten he was in the room. She was going at the new boy the same hungry 
way she'd gone at him a few nights ago in their apartment. No, not the same. 
Harder. This boy could walk and stand, had more strength than Eddy, and she 
seemed unafraid of hurting him. Her hands were like claws on the boy's dark 
ass, prying at his buttocks, pulling them apart and running her finger along 
the crack of his ass frantically. And her mouth never stopped its wild beat 
on his cock. 

June was wild with need. Her whole body ached with wanting this lovely 
child. The cock had grown hard now, full and pressing in her mouth. It 
filled her entire oral cavity, shoving far back in her throat and almost 
cutting off her breath. It was bigger than Quent's. Bigger than Sheff's. 
Bigger than Brad's. It was an unsheathed dragon now, breathing fire into her 
soul. She moaned and dug her finger at his tiny puckered asshole, rimming it 
lightly and then pushing until her finger entered the drawn muscle. 

The boy shivered with delight. He was getting excited now, wanting to play 
the game he had been taught, wanting to be loved like a man but with the 
gentle pleasures of a boy. What would she do now...? 

He glanced toward the dog who still sat where Juan had left him. The animal 
was panting as it too grew excited. Juan saw the bright red tip poke from 
the black furry body part under his belly. Which one of the women would the 
dog fuck? 

June was wild now. She had to have him! She had to feel this huge throbbing 
prick inside her cunt, feel it slide back and forth in her the way it was 
doing in her mouth now. Her thighs were sticky with her cunt juice and her 
clitoris was throbbing with want. She released the hard-filled shaft of 
flesh from her mouth and crawled onto the floor, pulling the boy along with 
her. She rolled to her back on the thick carpet, spread her legs wide and 
lifted the boy between them. 

"Put it in me ... oooo ... I have to have it. I neeeddddd yooooouuuuu!" She 
gasped the words out as she pushed and aimed the boy at her cunt. She 
grabbed his swollen cock and slapped it against her torrid tissues, 
whimpering at the hot flashes of pain that shot through her. Her body ached 
for him. She pulled. He smiled and the prick found its target.' It shot into 
her like a bullet, and she screamed. 

"Oooohhhhh, yeeesssss!!" She grabbed his hips and helped him move it in and 
out of her. The rigid probe scored a deep path in her cunt, hitting the far 
places that drove her wild. Her cum was bottled up deep inside her, and the 
lovely hard boy cock was uncorking it. 

Juan liked the hot wet feel of her. She was a soggy swamp of quicksand for 
his tool, sucking it deep into her body as he thrust as hard as he could. He 
could feel his ball sacs dance on the flesh of her ass, almost be caught in 
the deep crevice she had opened wide. She pulled her knees up now, and he 
was part of her, sinking into her until their bodies were one, fused in 
white heat. His hairless crotch reveled in her hair, his semenless cock 
delighted in her cum. 

She groaned and cried again. "Yeeeessss!! Mmmmm, I'mmm cccuuummmiiinnngggg! 
I'm cccuuummmiiinnnggg nnnooowww!!" He felt the hot spurt of her cum juice 
wash over his hard throbbing cock. He longed for the manhood that would let 
him answer in kind, but lacking it, he savored the hot swamphole and pounded 
into it to ease the tight tension still coiled in his belly. He knew that 
Astrid would make sure he was well satisfied before the night was over. She 
always did. She always loved him and petted him and fucked him until he 
could ask for no more. So he gave this nice lady all she wanted. 

June finally went limp with the ecstasy the child had given her. The hard 
pressure of his prick in her exploded her orgasm in huge waves, one on top 
of the other, until she was drowning in them. She closed her eyes and 
whimpered her pure delight, her sexual pleasure met. The boy slowed but his 
dick was still hard and pulsing in her cunt. She opened her eyes as he 
pulled it out gently. He was not looking at her, and she moved her head to 
see what fascinated him so. 

The dog was standing close to her upraised legs. She saw the dangling wet 
red slimy cock jutting from its body. She held her breath. Juan moved away 
from her thighs, left the V open for the dog. His eyes were wide and his 
lips smiling. The animal lapped its long red tongue over the massive jaws. 
For a moment June was frightened. The animal looked vicious and his teeth 
were sharp and big. When the boy was out of the way, the animal took his 
place between June's legs. The huge head pressed at her cunt, the cold nose 
startling her for a moment, then the hot rough tongue began to excite her 
again. She thought of the picture-this dog was trained for what it was going 
to do. This was not the first time, and she need not fear. Only wait.... 

Her breathing became ragged and uneven, rasping between her clenched teeth 
as the dog stuffed his snout in her pussy, spreading it wide and sinking his 
nose and jaws into the hole that was very wet and loose now. She could feel 
the hot breath scorch her erotic flesh, feel the sharp teeth press against 
her clitoris and labia. The animal snuffled as it struggled to breathe 
without taking its snout from her cunt. 

Somewhere in the room, the sound of someone's ecstasy echoed. "Aaaahhhhh!! 
Oooohhhh! Yes, I'mcumming NOW!!" 

June heard the sound as only a background for her own passion. She was so 
hot it was difficult to lie still under the dog's violent probes. She wanted 
to grab him, force him into her with his sex part instead of his mouth. She 
wanted the glorious feeling of dog cum shooting into her again. 

The animal snarled and pulled his face from her vagina. In a leap, the dog 
pinned her to the floor with his front paws. His claws scratched at her 
belly but June did not feel any pain. She clutched her knees, pulling them 
wider as the dog tried to mount her. His cock slipped past her cunt several 
times and she whimpered with lust. 

"Get up on your knees!" Vince told her from the couch. "He wants to mount 
you his way!" 

Numb, June rolled over and crawled to her knees. She bent her head to rest 
on her hands and watched the dog between her legs. He sprang onto her again, 
this time his glistening wet red dribbly sex organ speared at her cunt as 
the animal wrapped his front paws around her hips. How many times had June 
seen two dogs come together this way? Why hadn't she thought of it? No 
matter, it was happening now, and that was what counted. The dog speared at 
her again and she gasped. The hot tip touched her erotic throbbing vulva. At 
that moment, Juan crawled under the tent of her body. His pink tongue 
reached for one of her tits hungrily. She lifted her body far enough to let 
him get what he wanted but not far enough to disturb the lovely promised 
prick of the dog. The animal lunged at her again and found its mark. The 
slithering wet poker stabbed into her, sprung the rest of the way out of its 
sheath of fur as the dog prepared to copulate. It was hard and hot, like a 
branding iron in her cunt. June pressed her hand to her mouth and cut off 
the screams of delighted lust that filled her. She made strangled sounds as 
the boy licked her nipple and pressed his face into the deep cleavage of her 
huge breasts. It was sheer pagan pleasure, and it filled June with a fiery 
wanton need. 

The dog humping her growled and instantly his cum shot into her waiting 
hole. It was hot and heavy, all the more so for the scrabbling, clawing paws 
that gripped her like a vise. 

"Aaarrrggghhh!!" She muffled the wild cry on her arm. 

When the dog backed off, she stayed where she was with the boy still under 
her. Her whole body had cum, every nerve, every muscle. She was quivering 
with the sated lust. Moaning, she knew she would never want to stop this 
wonderful new sexual freedom she had discovered. It was as though she would 
never have enough of it. Each cumming only made her that much more ready for 
the next. The boy finally let go of the tit he was sucking and crawled out 
from under her. His cock was still hard, and he crept across the room. June 
watched. 

The others were on the floor now too, except for Tony on his cot. Someone 
had lifted Eddy from the chair and now Diane was very busy licking and 
sucking the child's prick. Eddy was grinning like he was enjoying it plenty. 
But it was Astrid who commanded June's attention. She was bent over Sheff's 
form, sitting on his stabbing cock. Her ass was high and open, and Vince was 
aiming his stiff column of cock flesh at her asshole, digging in hard-the 
way Brad had done to June last night in the shower and Sheff had done 
earlier in Tony's bedroom. My God! She was taking both of them at the same 
time. The two men heaved in unison and the cocks vanished into the woman's 
body. From where she lay, June could see the heavy stumps of the bases and 
the huge swinging balls as they both came to hard fuck speed in Astrid. June 
gasped, tried to crawl closer for a better view. She saw Juan on his knees 
near Astrid's head, saw the woman reach for the still-swollen boy cock and 
pull it toward her mouth. Now she had three of them. A pain of lust cut 
across June's belly like a sharp razor. She wanted to feel the same exotic 
force in her! 

Astrid moved slowly on the man under her so as not to disturb the pecker in 
her asshole. She could feel the hard pressure deep inside her where the two 
cocks came together in her belly. And hot juices readied themselves for her 
orgasm. It would be triply sweet because of the lovely sticky boy cock she 
had in her mouth. Lovely Juan ... oooohhhh, she was hot....The cock in her 
asshole made it first, spurting a hot wad of cum deep into her rectum. Vince 
groaned with almost an animal noise as his cum spurted from him and was 
sucked into the hot tunnel. 

Astrid jerked with a spasm of hot fulfillment as the cum hit her. She 
pressed harder to the lovely thick tool in her cunt, rubbed her hand in the 
twined hair of her pussy and Sheff's crotch. At the same time she sucked 
violently on the lovely boy dick in her mouth. Her orgasm went off like a 
rocket, filling her with bubbling, churning heat. Sheff felt it, and he 
answered with his own burst of energy and climax. Watching the tight mouth 
around the kid's cock right over his face had made him plenty hot, and his 
ejaculation was heavy and thick. 

They lay panting for breath, exhausted by the violence of their cumming. 
Only the boy's dick was still hard and thick. Astrid let go of him 
reluctantly and watched him cross over to Diane where she was bent over the 
boy on the floor, still sucking Eddy's tiny pecker and lapping at his 
asshole. Eddy was whimpering with pleasure as she forced her tongue at the 
tiny tight muscle, then licked her way back along the crevice of his 
buttocks and up over his scrotum, then along the length of his cock until 
she reached the thick cap again. She captured it in her mouth and the boy 
let his breath out in a huge sigh. Juan moved behind her, his hard cock 
thrusting toward her ass. She saw him and moved closer to him without 
letting go of Eddy. 

June watched as the boy pushed his hard cock into the woman's asshole. She 
winced with imagined delight as it sank all the way and the child wrapped 
his arms around the woman's belly the way the dog had done to June. He was 
fucking her now, short hard strokes in the tight anal canal. June wanted it 
to be her instead of Diane! My God! how she wanted it to be her! 

She plopped on her haunches and stared at the beautiful sight of the two 
boys and woman between them. Her own son, Eddy, and that lovely creature, 
Juan. She glanced at the others and they were all watching the new act. 

Only Diane wasn't watching. She was doing. Hot and hard, one cock in her 
mouth, hot and hard, another in her ass. She whimpered and the hot flood of 
orgasm washed over her. 

Much later, June put her two charges to bed. They were both bright-eyed from 
the excitement, but she knew they would sleep since their invalid bodies had 
been drained to the point of exhaustion. She returned to the party room and 
found the others, still naked, with fresh drinks in their hands. Sheff 
handed her a tall glass of gin and sour. 

"Well, how did you like the party?" Vince asked. 

She laughed. "Wonderful." She thought it an understatement. 

"Do you agree that children should join their parents and friends in sex 
play?" Astrid asked. 

"I never thought of the question exactly that way, but if tonight was any 
proof of your theory, I'll have to say yes!" June sipped the cool drink and 
pulled Juan's head into her naked lap. He cuddled into her pubic mound and 
sighed deeply. He was sleepy, she knew. She stroked his head lightly as she 
enjoyed the soft flutter of his breath on her naked flesh. 

"There's nothing wrong with sex, and the faster children learn this, the 
better adjusted they are. Poor Juan here, darling child, adjusted to the 
move to our house readily when we took him from his home. We substituted our 
love for his mother's right away, giving him the close ties he needed. 
Consequently, he had no fears of being rejected, he knew he was safe and 
secure from the start. It's been good for him." 

"Will he stay with you now?" June asked. 

"For a while," Astrid replied. "Until he finishes the eighth grade. Vince 
and I run a private school, you know, and it only goes through eight 
grades." 

June hadn't known, but she recalled Tony saying he had gotten the picture 
book from someone at school. He went to the school they ran, obviously. 

"Then we'll send him to college wherever he wants to go." Vince finished his 
drink and held the glass out to Sheff for a refill. "He'll make a good life 
for himself someday." 

June was thinking about the school. A place like that would be wonderful for 
Eddy. She wondered if it was expensive. She asked. 

Vince and Astrid raised eyebrows and stared at her. "You're thinking of 
sending Eddy, that's it, isn't it?" Astrid said with a smile. 

June nodded and chewed at her lip. 

The couple looked at each other again and Vince spoke next. "You're a 
registered nurse, aren't you?" 

"Yes." 

"It just happens we need one at the school. That's one of the reasons Sheff 
and Di asked us over tonight to meet you. If you'd like a full-time job when 
you're finished here, we could use you." 

"You mean-?" 

"School nurse. Maybe not as demanding of your skills in nursing as hospital 
work, but we want someone who agrees with our policies and theories, someone 
who doesn't shock easily." 

Astrid added, "Eddy could go to the school then and it wouldn't cost you 
anything." 

June gaped. It was like a crazy dream suddenly bursting from the darkness 
into the light of day. 

They were offering her a job like no other job in the world-one in which she 
could stay with the new life she had discovered the past few days. If her 
nursing talents went begging, at least her fucking ones would be used to the 
fullest. She glanced down at the sleeping child in her naked lap. Juan ... 
and Eddy ... and Tony ... whenever she wanted them....Others ... Vince ... 
Sheff. 

She looked up at the couple who were waiting for her answer. "Yes, I'd love 
to. Just as soon as Tony is up and around." 

Sheff raised his glass in a toast. "Let's drink to it then." 

June raised the glass in one hand. Her other hand was gently cupping the 
dormant sex organs of the sleeping child who lay with his head in her lap. 

Her future was looking very secure and safe. And pleasant. She smiled and 
drank to the toast. 


THE END
