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Patty And Prince ....(80k)    by Alfred Gold

INTRODUCTION

When Patty saw a man peeking at her through her blinds, she was terrified. Immediately, she phoned her Dad who came over right away to protect her.

"You're coming home with us," he insisted, until Patty insisted that she must have her freedom. Finally, he recognized her decision was final and he insisted on buying her a beautiful German Shepherd dog which she promptly named Prince.

When her boyfriend that she'd been having sex with saw the beautiful dog, he got a strange compulsion to see his girlfriend making it with a dog. And he decided that the most wonderful thing to stimulate him would be the sight of Patty performing oral-sex with the dog.

So, he kept insisting Patty perform with Prince until, she did. And once she had, she discovered it was indeed exciting. And once

Prince had slipped his male member inside her, he was fond of sniffing other women.

Patty's mother caught her doing it with the dog, and rejected her, informing her she was not really their own daughter and that she'd been adopted when her mother put her up for adoption because she didn't want her. Patty was thrown by this disclosure, and when her father came to console her, he admitted he'd been turned-on with her for years, and proceeded to ask for sex with her. When this was accomplished, she felt she'd sunk to the depths, and she might as well perform with her dog at an orgy.

Following the orgy, she decided she had to leave town and begin again in another city. She ran away, and tried to start over again. But on the plane, a man put the make on her, and she joined him at a motel, where he left her stranded the day after he'd used her.

She tried desperately to find regular employment, but when none was available, she took to her sex scene, performing with her beloved dog, Prince. But her kinky customer used whips, and the dog lit into him, and Patty hastily got out of there, with the dog following close behind.

Now, she had become aware of what danger lay in playing around as she had, and she loved Prince, but from then on, in privacy.

-The Publisher

CHAPTER ONE

Patty was doing her exercises to keep her body in shape after she got home from work. She had boundless energy and was the envy of the other girls in the office where she worked as a secretary. She was also the despair of a lot of the girls because she always had men's eyes focusing on her. But, she credited much of her magnetic attraction to radiant physical health. She loved tennis, swimming, and bicycling. As she slipped into her tight-fitting hot pants, and red-striped white cotton pullover, she gave herself an admiring glance in her large living room mirror. Straightening up her shoulders, she smiled at the way her bosoms looked, and glancing at her slim waist, and trim hips, gave herself a mental pat on the back.

As she started to take her exercises she thought to herself, if other girls would watch what they ate, exercise like she was doing, they too could have a shape that would make the men in the office look twice.

All of a sudden a funny feeling went through her, a feeling someone was watching her. She continued with her exercise, trying to dismiss it as a silly fear. With her arms behind her head, she was bending over and back, over and back, and on the last one, she did see two eyes looking at her through a Venetian blind that wasn't pulled together.

Her first response was to shriek, and then she got to her feet in a rage and ran to the door. Flinging it open, she cried, "Get the hell out of here, you damned peeping Tom!" And she only got a glimpse of a man darting around the corner of her apartment building. It was a frightful feeling, and she suddenly felt fear and edginess roll over her like waves, engulfing her. She ran to the phone when she'd run back into her apartment, but before she could dial there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" she asked fearfully, before she'd open it to look outside.

"The landlord," a voice replied.

She flung the door open.

"Oh, Mr. Carter," she heaved a sigh of relief, "You have no idea of what I've been through. Someone was peeking at me through the blinds. I was Over there, taking my exercises like I do every night, and then I looked up and saw him."

"Can you describe him?"

"I just got a glimpse of him charging around the corner."

"Oh, that's awful-"

"Well, I'm alright-I guess," she gulped nervously.

"You make a police report of this," he advised her, "You should let them know there's a peeping Tom in the area." By now a couple of other people in the apartment house had listened in. She felt embarrassed as she was wearing her black leotard exercise tights. And she looked up, smiling nervously at Mr. Carter to tell him, "I'm alright-thanks-thanks a-lot." Closing the door, she went inside and phoned the police, making a report. But when she phoned her Dad, he was furious.

"I've told you Patty you should be at home. It's too dangerous for a girl of your age living alone in an apartment with all the sinister things going on these days."

"I'm coming home," she wept into the telephone. "I'm afraid!"

"Then, darling you come," he insisted. "Have you had your dinner?"

"No, I haven't," she said softly.

"Mom is going to fix a good dinner for you, darling. Now, you come right over, and I don't want you to worry. Those peeping Toms are cowards. They won't face you, they sneak about, so don't worry, promise me that!"

"I promise you, Dad," she assured him, and then she hung up the phone. After she'd hung up, she quickly got out of her black leotards, and wore a pant-suit outfit, and slipping into a brown Naugahyde car coat, hurried down to her car. She got into it safely in the well-illuminated garage. Then, she was on her way. As she drove down the streets, she couldn't help but wonder if the creep was following, but finally she remembered what her father had told her about peeping Toms being sex-crazed cowards, and she shrugged off this uneasy feeling. As she pulled into the driveway at her parents' home, her father rushed out of the house.

"Hi, darling," he smiled, holding his arms open, and then her mother came out after him. "Hello, baby, are you alright, dear?"

"Of course, I'm alright, but I had quite a scare-"

"Dad was just telling me," her mother smiled nervously. "Now, baby, just relax, and we'll have a nice dinner and talk about this horrid little episode then."

"Alright," she nodded, and joining her parents went into her home, and enjoyed a nourishing meal, after which things came back into focus.

"Now, like I was saying," her father began, "It just isn't safe for a girl like you to live alone."

Shaking her head, Patty put her foot down, "No, Dad, I'm not coming home-no-way." Baby, will you listen to your father?" her mother admonished quietly.

"Darling," her father went on, "We do understand how much you want to be independent. Give us credit for that, please. However, we've been thinking what you need is a dog. If you had a nice German Shepherd, let's say, you'd have some good protection."

"Oh, my landlord would never allow it."

"Yes, he would," her father smiled, "I talked it over with Mr. Carter just before you came in tonight. He wasn't very much in favor of it at first, but when I told him it was that or you might move, he listened real good."

"Thanks, Dad," Patty smiled, "Maybe you've got a real good idea there."

"No maybes about it," her mother smiled, "It is an excellent idea, and don't you ever forget it."

And so, on the next day which conveniently was a Saturday, Patty and her father went to a couple of pet shops to hunt for a dog to protect her.

"I want him," Patty exclaimed, the moment she set eyes on a beautiful brown and black German Shepherd.

"Well," her father shrugged, "Let's find out how much he costs, first-he is a beautiful animal alright-"

"He's not just an animal-he's almost human. Look at those eyes. He knows we like him, and I think he wants us to take him out of here."

"I'm sure they'd all like it out of here," her father shrugged, "We'll find somebody to help us-sir-sir," he called to an older balding man, with silver-rimmed glasses.

"Yes, may I help you?"

"You might be able to. I'm curious about this dog."

"Isn't he handsome?" the salesman put in his plug. "Well, I'd have to get a hundred and fifty for him."

"That's too much-"

"Oh, Dad-I'll help-let me have him. I'm earning money."

"Dear," her father argued, "We can't afford to put that much into a dog. We're not buying him to enter him in contests or anything, remember that!"

Seeing he might lose the sale, the salesperson smiled, "He's worth every cent of it. He's such a beautiful dog, we call him Prince."

"That's a perfect name," Patty sighed, "Oh, Prince-Prince-" Seeing how much his daughter wanted the dog, he was torn between his own idea of the dog costing too much and her desire.

"Because Prince apparently means so much to your daughter, I could make a special offer, I suppose," the salesman condescended, "How would a hundred even be?"

"I was thinking more in terms of seventy-five," her father suggested.

"Out of the question," the salesman responded, miffed his one third price cut wasn't seized upon.

"Daddy," Patty smiled, "Why don't you put up the seventy-five, and I'll pay you twenty five out of my next paycheck. How would that be?"

"Well, if Prince means that much to you, Patty, you should have him," her father finally agreed. He wrote a check for the dog, displaying his i. d., and then the salesman went to get Prince. He smiled, "I'll toss in the leash. These rhinestones make it look like a royal leash, on a real Prince."

"Thank you, thank, you," Patty exclaimed, "I can't tell you how much this dog means to me, I can't."

The brown-haired, dark-eyed girl patted the dog on its head, and he wagged his tail happily for his new mistress.

"He's been trained, and understands 'sit', 'shake-hands', and we even give our dogs special toilet training. Of course we recommend buying one of our plastic sand boxes, which he can use if he is confined to an apartment or a house all day."

"We'll take one of those," Patty exclaimed, "He's going to be in my apartment all day long, and of course I'll take him out for a walk every night."

"Of course," the salesman said, "Here is your plastic comfort box, and then you might like our flea powder or-"

"Does he have fleas?"

"No, but it's good to be prepared."

"Alright," Patty smiled, "That'll be fine!"

The bill came to a hundred and twelve dollars with tax, comfort box, and flea powder. As they drove home with Prince sitting proudly on the front seat, Patty couldn't keep her hands off him.

"Isn't he a marvelous dog?" she exclaimed.

"You bet he is," her father smiled, "and he looks like a loyal one too. You can trust a dog, I'll tell you that. When I was a boy we had an old soup hound named Pal. I used to take Pal to bed with me, we were such great buddies."

"He can sleep on my bed, at the foot of the bed," Patty smiled, "Why should a Prince sleep on the floor?"

"Now, don't get carried away, darling, remember, he may be named Prince, but he's still a dog!"

"Stop that," Patty giggled, "He's a Prince, a royal Prince, aren't you baby?"

As she got closer to Prince, he put his tongue out and licked her cheek, as if thanking her for all the adulation.

"He kissed me, Daddy-Prince kissed me because I said he was a royal Prince."

That weekend, Patty's boyfriend was formally introduced. "Harry, honey, I want you to meet a royal Prince!" she smiled, as he saw Prince standing beside her when he came over for their Saturday night date.

"Oh, honey," he smiled, "When did you get him?"

"This morning. Dad got him for me. Oh, I chipped in twenty five dollars, but he paid the rest."

"How much did he cost."

"A hundred dollars."

"That's a lot of money for a dog," young Harry said, scratching his head.

"But this is a special dog. He was a hundred and fifty, and because I made such a fuss over him, the man came down to a hundred."

"Oh, you fell for that," Harry laughed. "He was probably a hundred to begin with, and he shot the price up another fifty so he could come down and make you think you were getting a big bargain."

"Oh, you're so negative," Patty said, striding into the dining area where she had a small table set for dinner.

"I thought we were going out," Harry said in surprise.

"But, dear," she explained, "I didn't want to leave Prince alone. He is probably lonesome for the other dogs at the pet-shop, and his first night away from his home, we should keep him company."

All the time Patty was talking, Prince had his eyes focused on her, almost as if he knew what she was saying.

"My gosh," Harry smiled, "All the time you were talking, baby, Prince was watching you, just like he knew what you said."

"I'm sure, he did," Patty smiled, "Oh, I don't mean he knew the words, but I think he knew the feeling back of the words. That is what I think he knew."

"That's beautiful," she smiled, "Communicating at last with the animal world. I think it widens our meaning of life when we can be close to the animals, the trees, nature."

"What about being close to me?" Harry grinned.

"I'm sorry," she said, "Have I made so much over the dog you got jealous?"

"Come over here," he smiled, "I'm so jealous I've got to get my hands on you-"

"Yeah," she laughed, "and you'll be like that radio ad-once you get your hands on-you never will let go-and when will we have dinner?"

"Alright, dinner first, and fuck later!"

"Oh, Harry," she snapped, "Do you have to be so damned crude!"

"Fuck isn't crude honey. The most refined people imaginable are doing it, you know that?"

"Yes, but they aren't saying 'fuck'. "

"Maybe they should," Harry smiled confidently. "If they'd be more uninhibited about fucking they could use the words, and do everything!"

"And I know what you're leading up to-and I won't!"

"Honey, won't you just lick it with your tongue?"

"No, if you want somebody to lick on that thing, go make it with a slut. I'm not a slut, and I won't suck."

"Why do you equate suck with slut, damn-it?" he demanded.

"Because only sluts suck cock!"

"But, I want to go down on you, baby. That's eating pussy! What does that make me?"

"A demented person," she said evenly. Then, striding into the kitchen, she went on fixing the dinner.

Harry, seeing how upset he'd made her apologized, "Forgive me, baby-I didn't mean anything!"

"Alright," she replied, "but for goodness sakes, don't bring that kind of sex up again. I don't mind giving you some sex now and then. It's good for both of us, and I'm no prude. But there are things I don't like to do."

"I'm finding out," he replied, as she went on fixing the dinner.

CHAPTER TWO

The meal she fixed was delicious, and when it was over, Harry volunteered, "Let me help you with the dishes, honey. That was a fabulous meal!"

"Alright, luv," she nodded, and then she looked at Prince sitting close to the table.

"I forgot to feed him, and he's been such a good boy-sitting so quietly in the corner, and not bothering us. I'm giving him some dog candy tonight."

"Dog candy? You've got to be kidding," Harry chuckled.

"Sure, human beings like candy, why shouldn't dogs like it too?"

"I don't know," he shrugged, "I guess they should."

After Prince had eaten his dish of dog food, she tossed him some colorful candy tablets, and did he ever go for them.

"What do they put in those things?" Harry laughed, "He sure digs dog candy, I'll tell you that!"

"I don't know," she laughed, "but I'm glad he's happy."

"I'm happy you're happy," Harry said, sitting on the sofa, and then he said, "Do we need all these lights?"

"No, we don't," she smiled, "Will you promise to be a good boy if I put the colored lights on and turn our fireplace on?"

"I'm always a good boy," he smiled sensuously. Patty turned the lights out, snapping on two lamps, one a pole lamp with colored lights, the other a small light on the TV. Then, she lit the gas artificial fireplace, and came over and sat beside her boyfriend Harry.

Prince couldn't understand the reason for the darkness, and ran over to sit beside Patty, seeking the solace of her reassurance her presence brought him.

"Look, Prince-I want Patty here, not you!"

"Now, don't talk that way to Prince," she complained, "He's just like a little boy. There's no reason a little boy wouldn't want to be near his mother in the dark."

"My gosh, he's a dog, and you're a woman-get off this mom and dog crap, will ya'? "

"Don't tell me how I should look at Prince," she snapped, and then pouting she edged away from Harry.

"I'm sorry I snapped at you, honey-"

"You should be," she said evenly.

"Come over here, honey-I really am sorry."

Now, Patty moved over to Harry, and his arms went around her. Prince turned to watch. He'd never seen anything quite like this at the pet-shop, and he found it fascinating.

Harry's hot hands were all over Patty, and moments later, he had her almost naked. Only her panties remained. And he was licking her youthful, large breasts. The sight of them, the touch of them with his tongue-tip produced startling effects he couldn't understand.

"Oh, honey, it feels so gooood," Patty sighed, as she watched Harry's mouth forming like a suction cup on her breast.

"Suck me-ohhh, baby, suck me," she begged.

"Beautiful-beautiful," she moaned a moment later, as he switched position from one tit to the other.

Now, his hot hands were in her panties, and he was feeling her mound.

"Baby, what happened to all the hair around your pussy?"

"I shaved it," she smiled.

"You shaved it?" he demanded, a trace of disappointment coloring his voice. "How awful!"

"Take it off," he demanded, "Let me see what your snatch looks like now."

"Must you call it snatch?" she demanded testily.

"Snatch, pussy, cunt-what damned difference does it make?"

"Pussy is okay, and cunt is alright, I guess, but snatch just sounds awful to me, I don't know why but don't use it," she insisted, standing up and pulling down her panties to reveal her shaven vagina.

Reaching over to the lamp on the end table, Harry turned it on. The light it shed on her vagina let him see what it looked like shaved. "Oh, wow!" he exclaimed, "that's inspiring!" Patty had shaved it for his approval in the first place when a girl friend of hers told her how much some men liked shaved vaginas. And Harry's response was all she could ask for.

"Don't tempt me," he smiled, "You know I'm a tongue man, honey, and waving a thing like that in front of a tongue man is like waving cheese in front of a mouse."

"You want to kiss me there?" she asked softly, becoming enamored with the whole idea of Harry's mouth pressing over her vagina lips.

"You know I do?" Harry looked up at her with his innocent blue eyes. She shot him a nod of approval back, and his mouth instantly went to work there.

As she felt his lips press on her vagina-lips, she suddenly quivered. "Ohh, luv, that feels so good."

That was all Harry needed now. His tongue swept over her shaven vagina, and Prince paid attention to the unusual proceedings, wondering what it might be like to tongue her snatch himself.

Harry's hot tongue licked along the smooth surface of her quivering, excited vagina, his hands reached up to grip her breasts, and swept down to play with the curvature of her behind, as his tongue stabbed her moist well. She shivered with excitement as his tongue swept around inside her, and pushing tighter to him, encouraged his licking action. The moment his tongue glided over her clitoris, he focused the action there. It was a good thing he did too, for she was about ready to come. By alternately biting, licking, and flicking his tongue across her clitoris, and using his hands effectively on her buttocks, he was bringing her to a scorching climax ... and then she gushed. His gifted tongue lashed the juices from her, licking them, and letting his tongue jab all over in darting movements inside her hot hole.

"Ohhh, ahhhh, Harry, baby-love me, love me," she moaned, and the dog watched from the sidelines, licking his chops. Harry wouldn't pull off for anything, until he'd finished her, and then he smiled, "Now, it's your turn, honey!"

She looked down and saw his thick, pulsating penis standing up. He gripped it tightly, and it quivered in his hand, a crystal drop of cum forming on its meaty head.

"Got something for you," he smiled, and she instantly went to it. Grasping his penis in her hand, Harry happily released his grip.

"Lick that dick, baby. It's loaded," he smiled as he saw her tongue lick along its juicy head. And then, without further insistence, she took it in her mouth and began sucking smoothly on it. Harry lay back and folded his hands behind his head, propping himself up to watch.

"Don't do it so fast you get my rocks off in a minute, honey-I want some good cocksucking so make it last, okay?"

"Okay," she replied, slipping her mouth off it a minute.

"And don't take your damned mouth off it when you've got me almost there," he complained.

"Alright-I'll try to please you, your honor," she quipped.

Returning to his penis, she placed her mouth over it and began sucking him once more. She, at first, would confine the sucking action to just her mouth, slowly allowing her tongue to slide over its slick surface, dipping the tip of her tongue in its small slit. Then, she let her mouth glide down the length of the penis to its base, playing with the testicles.

"Now, you're sucking good," Harry exclaimed, "Keep that up!"

Patty was pleased she was finally pleasing her young male lover, even if he was quite demanding.

"I can feel it clear down to my toes," he told her excitedly, and then he wrapped his legs around her, and lowered his hands to her head, running his fingers through her hair with feeling.

"Oh, I love it when you suck my prick like this, honey," he told her, "I don't know why I like it so much, but I do!"

As she increased the pace of her cocksucking, Harry got more excited, and began revealing other erotic trips he wanted to take with her.

"Sometime, honey, we're going to have a wild ass-suck! I've always wanted to let your tongue slide up my ass-hole, and lick my ass out."

Dirty talk, such as this, ignited Patty's passion, and made her suck on his joint with all the more delight.

"Suck-suck it," Harry gasped, guiding himself into her, so he could have the added thrill of touching her throat. "Oh, wow," he panted, "Let me slide it down there, honey! Ohhh, yes. I love to throat-fuck you."

Now, his penis stabbed her throat, and his hands guided. Patty was in her own orbit, as she did think a lot of Harry, and sucking on his tool was an intimate connection she loved a lot. For a scintillating second at orgasm, she always felt she was being fed life by her lover, as his sperm represented his total love to her. And Harry loved to feed her his juices. He felt flattered, she was so hot for his body, she'd do almost anything he wanted her to. He liked to mention ass-sucking in the middle of a cocksuck, as he could picture it all so vividly when he'd talk about it.

And they both waited for the magic moment when his throbbing penis would shoot into her mouth. She loved the taste of Harry, and as his rod thrust down her throat, she worried about missing the chance to let it swirl around in her mouth, savoring its taste. Therefore, as his cock-stabs became more intense, she tried to move backward so she could catch it in her mouth.

"Oh, baby, you're doing a beautiful job," he told her happily, "You're really putting passion into it, honey. That's how I like it. Keep going, lover, keep going!"

Indeed, Patty did keep going. Varying her cocksucking pattern, she'd slide down to its base, and then slowly, slowly pull her mouth back, enjoying the view. She liked to see his testicles, swollen and ready to shoot. She enjoyed the curly blonde pubic hair which framed his joint. But, above all she enjoyed this intimate connection, and marveled at how much fun it was to suck on him.

"Oh, now, now," he groaned, as he felt the juices ready to surge out of the head of his penis. "Ohhh, I'm coming, I'm coming, suck me, cocksucker, suck me!"

He'd shot off in her mouth, just as she wanted it to happen. Sucking smoothly, she managed to devour his juices, tasting them, enjoying them. Sliding her mouth off his meat, when she'd finished sucking him, he smiled at her, "Honey, would you-would you like to lick my ass-hole?"

"I will not," she told him flatly. "You've got a lot of nerve to ask me to do that for you," she told him angrily.

"Can't we ever do anything different?" he complained.

"I suppose you'll want me to be fucking Prince next," she said in disgust.

"He'd love to screw you," he smiled.

"How can you tell?" she asked him.

"Easy," he said, pointing to Prince's hard penis which was showing now.

"You're right," Patty observed. "You know I think he does want to drill me-well, I'd rather fuck Prince than lick your darned old ass-hole."

"Go ahead, fuck the dog," he snapped. "Maybe you'd have a better screw-you never know."

"Maybe," she said cagily, allowing a small smile to come to the corner of her lips. Then, she beckoned the dog over to her.

"Come here, Prince," she said, lying on her back and spreading her legs, massaging her smoothly shaved vagina.

The big German Shepherd wasted no time in accepting Patty's invitation. He bounded over, and got himself down there, so that all

Patty had to do was grip his penis, and guide him.

This broke Harry up.

"You're going to fuck a dog," he laughed, "Oh, no-no-Patty and Prince-fuckmates. This is too much!"

The dog didn't have to be told what to do once he got it inside her moist mound. He rammed it in, and kept thrusting. Harry's penis hardened, as he watched.

"You'd never believe it," he panted in surprise to Patty, "but I'm getting a hard-on just watching you two fuck."

"Oh, no," she laughed, as she glanced over at her boyfriend's huge rod getting harder with ever cockthrust of the beautiful dog.

"How does it feel?" he asked, getting down at her hips, so he could watch the interesting sight closer.

"Oh, just great," she smiled, "He's a real stud, I'll tell you that. Fuck, me Prince, fuck me," Patty begged, and the big dog gladly granted her request.

"Give it to her, Prince. That's it-fuck her cunt, give it to her good," Harry chuckled, "and when you get through boy, I'll screw her again!"

"This is really turning you on," Patty laughed, "And Prince is blowing my mind with those big thrusts. He really drives it, I'll tell you that."

Prince's paws bore down more intensely into her flesh, as he geared for his climax.

"He's got big nuts too," Harry observed.

"Oh, Prince," Patty exclaimed, looking up at the beautiful dog. "Give, baby, give-fuck-fuck-fuck it!"

And then it happened. The dog exploded in Patty's vagina, and she gripped his penis tightly, massaging it, and working hard to bring it to the point of climax.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck it," she begged for more. The dog turned to look at Harry, his tongue hanging dramatically out of the side of his mouth.

Reaching over, Harry patted Prince on his rump.

"Good boy," he smiled, "Good show! Got me so horny I'm ready for seconds!"

Prince was pulling out of Patty, and then he went over to the corner, and rested his nose on his paws, his eyes watching carefully as if to say, 'you're next-now what are you going to do to top me?'-and Harry knew what he planned to do.

CHAPTER THREE

"Now, you're going to do what you promised?" Harry smiled at Patty.

"I didn't promise anything" she insisted.

Harry got on all fours, and put his hands on his behind, spreading himself, and smiled, "Suck!"

"Oh, dammit, if it means that much to you "-I'll do it!" Then, Patty got on her hands and knees behind him.

"Take your hands off your ass, honey, I'll pull your ass cheeks apart, and get my tongue up there, and stab you real good."

"Alright," Harry smiled, proud of his achievement. Patty's hands grasped his buttocks, keeping them spread. Then, she got her face in there, and let her tongue flip all around his anus.

"Beautiful," he sighed, the sexual ecstasy flooding his body, as Patty let her tongue sweep around his tight hole.

"Lick it, honey, lick me," he begged, proud of the fact, he'd managed to seduce her to suck ass at last.

"Now, baby, let's try it from another angle. I like to play the rim-and-jerk game!"

"Rim and jerk?" Patty said, pulling her face off his behind. And then, he said, "You lie down on your back and I'll sit on your tongue. At the same time, I'll pull on my peter. That, luv, is the game of rim-and-jerk, and a real sweet game to play."

Not overly anxious, Patty did manage to lie on her back, stick her tongue out, and seconds later, Harry was sliding up and down on her stiff tongue. Her tongue lashing his anus, and now stabbing it got him so excited that he pulled on his penis as hard as he could.

"Jerk it," he gasped, "Ohhh, ahhh, keep thrusting that tongue up there baby. Rim my ass-hole. Ohhh, doesn't my ass taste good, baby, lick it!"

Using her hands to grip his tights, Patty held him off her face, as his ass-hole slid up and down on her upraised tongue.

"Faster! Ohhh, ahh, yes-faster!"

His hand flashed, as her tongue stabbed his anus.

"Oh, baby, that's enough," he told her, "I'll come in my hand if I keep it up."

She accommodated him, and quit thrusting, letting her tongue rest in her mouth, as he swiftly turned over, sliding down her, and gripping his tool, guided himself into her slit.

"Oh, baby-it's beautiful inside you," he moaned, "Grab my butt baby. Play with it, while I sock it to you!"

Patty's hands went to his behind, and she massaged, squeezed, and played with it while he thrust his penis inside her.

"Honey," he smiled, "It would feel real great if you'd finger fuck my ass-hole. Just shove a finger up there, please, baby!" Again, Patty went along with what he wanted, letting one finger glide up his tight anus. As he felt her hot finger acting like a hot tongue inside his anus, he improved his cockthrusts up her.

Harry tried some variations. He explained what he wanted her to do. "Baby, when I drive my dick to the right, you twist your sweet ass to the left-okay?"

"Anything you say, baby, is okay with me."

"That's the way I like to hear you talk," his eyes sparkled, and his thick, pulsating penis stabbed inside her. She gripped it, twisting to the left, and then they reversed it, with her vaginal muscles gripping him each time.

"You're wild, baby, wild," he exclaimed as he realized how quick, how excitingly she could pick up on what he wanted her to do to increase his thrills.

"I'm almost there, now," he told her, "Keep it up. Grab my ass-finger fuck me!"

One hand gripped his small behind, the other finger-fucked his ass-hole, and then he got his rocks off.

"Ohhhh, ahhhh-I'm there, I'm making it," he gasped in delight, as he felt his penis shooting inside her.

"I'm coming too," she cried, "Right-on, lover, right-on!" And together they climaxed, sweating, grabbing each other, and finally kissing. Her mouth opened, and he thrust his tongue inside her. Their tongues threshed against each other, as the sexual electricity continued flashing for both of them. Finally, he pulled away from her mouth, slid himself out, and lowered his face to where he could suck on her great breasts.

Silently, he let his tongue lick on her nipple, and she groaned in pleasure, "Ohh, I love what you do to my tits," she praised him.

When he finished sucking on both breasts, he said, "Honey, I'm thirsty-I'm going to get a beer out of the refrigerator."

"Alright, luv," she smiled, "bring me one too."

"Sure, honey," he said, getting off her and going to the kitchen. The moment Harry was out of the room, the German Shepherd dog lifted his head from his paws, and looked her direction.

"What do you think of us, now, Prince?" she giggled.

The big dog's ears pricked up when she called out his name, and he bounded over to where she was and let his tongue sweep along her breasts, finally lapping down to her vagina. Patty got a bright idea of helping him. Reaching down, she parted her smoothly-shaven vagina lips, and Prince's hot tongue lashed the juices out inside.

At that very moment, Harry came in with the two cans of beer.

"Oh, that's too much-too-too much," he burst out in uncontrollable laughter, "Prince eats pussy!"

"Royalty has to get theirs too," Patty smiled, "Give me the beer, honey, I'm dying of thirst.

Harry handed her the beer, and she took a couple sips, even if it was awkwardly, as she leaned her head back to watch the dog lick her vagina out.

"My tongue isn't as big as his," Harry chuckled, "Maybe Prince's big dog-tongue can do a better job on your cunt!"

"Maybe," she smiled, "I'll tell you baby, when Prince has finished!"

Finally, Prince did finish, and once more he bounded over to the corner, and placing his head back on his paws, watched to see what would happen next.

"And to think when I met you Patty, you were the most inhibited girl I ever met."

"That was the old Patty," she smiled, "This is the new!"

"Don't ever revert to the old Patty," he smiled, "You wouldn't go down on me, or let me fuck you or anything. Why, I couldn't get farther than your tits six months ago. Now, look at you-fucking a dog, and asking him to eat your snatch."

"I told you not to say 'snatch', didn't I?" she reminded him angrily.

"I guess so," he said begrudgingly.

"I know so," she nodded.. And then she placed the beer down, and looked at his penis. It was hard again.

"You've had enough sex for one night," she insisted, "And so have you, Prince," she laughed, looking at the dog.

"Alright," Harry said, "Is it okay if I stay overnight?"

"Of course, you know it is," she replied softly, as the two of them slipped between the covers, and started to drift off to sleep. Just then the telephone rang. Picking it up, Patty said, "Hello-"

And the voice on the other end of the line said, "Would you like to come over to my place and have sex with me, or should I come over to your pad, beautiful!"

She hung up.

"Who was that?" Harry asked.

"Some sex maniac," she said, and tried to get to sleep.

Finally they did drift off to sleep, and the next morning when she awakened before Harry did, she decided she'd provide an unusual alarm clock to wake him. She got down between his legs, and taking his penis in her hand, let her mouth silently slip over it.

Harry moved, as he gradually awakened to the delicious feeling of her mouth sucking on his mainstem.

"Oh, Wow!" he panted, "does that ever feel good."

And then she increased the pressure, building up to a hot suck. Reaching down slowly, he let his fingers glide through her hair. And then he shoved her down over his meat, and wrapping his legs around her neck rammed it to her.

"What a nice way to wake me up," he smiled at the young girl impaled on his penis. "Every man should be so lucky!"

Happy that Harry always appreciated her, she reached down to play with his testicles, massaging them, and playing with the crack in his ass. Letting her hand slide between his buttock-cheeks provided him with more pleasure.

"Feels good, honey," he said throwing his pelvis up to meet her. "Suck it! Suck!"

She sucked smoothly, letting her mouth move rapidly up and down his hard rod. The feel of her hot mouth brought intense pleasure, tingling sensations reaching down to his toes.

"Ohhhh-ahhhhh-I'm feeling it now. That's it, baby, suck it off!"

He was almost there, and she rapidly traveled the length of his slick, smooth rod.

Suddenly, he felt the juices starting to spurt. She tasted it on the head of his penis and could hardly wait for the moment of fulfillment.

"Oh, baby, you'll never know how much I enjoy it when you eat my meat! No other chick could ever do it like you do. You make every cocksuck, a soul-suck. Ohhhh! Ahhhhh! Hang-on, honey-I'm almost there. Now, now. I'm coming! I'm coming!" he cried, as the hot, white cum shot into her mouth.

"Ahhhh-ohhhh, yes, yes, eat me, eat me," he gasped, and she devoured his juices, glad that he could find such a beautiful girl who enjoyed eating his gook as much as he enjoyed feeding her face.

When she pulled off his peter, she tapped a tattoo on his tummy, and he unwrapped his legs, and stared over at the corner.

"What are you looking at?" she demanded.

"Prince's big prick," he smiled, "Look at it, baby-look at it!

Sure enough, the dog's joint was swollen, and it did look strange.

"Well, what am I supposed to do about it?" she shrugged.

"Show him how much you care-" he smiled slyly.

"And how should I do that? With my mouth?"

"I don't know of a better way," he winked.

And then, she patted the bed with her hand repeatedly. "Alright, alright-Prince, babycome over here."

The dog understood. He leapt up on the bed, and Patty went for his dog-dong. Her boyfriend Harry watched in amazement, as she pulled his penis to her mouth and slowly started sucking.

"Honey, let's make it a three-way," he suggested, "I'll suck your pussy while you suck his joint!"

And thus a most unusual three-way took place. Patty, with her mouth on Prince's long penis, and Harry with his mouth on her vagina. Watching, out of the corner of his eyes, he found himself hardening again, and he pressed down hard on the bed, as he fucked the bed, ate her cunt, and watched her suck the dog.

Patty enjoyed playing with the dog's huge testicles. She massaged them as she would any human's balls. And then she let her mouth glide up and down, up and down, as the dog felt great surges of sexual ecstasy sweep over him like waves. Prince had never had anything like it, and Patty was some mistress he thought. How many mistresses would suck a dog's cock off-not many he concluded.

And to Harry's total surprise, he was enjoying the sucking action of Patty's mouth no end.

"Suck it," he told her, removing his face from her vagina long enough to cheer-lead for her hot cocksucking action on the delighted dog's dong.

"Ohhh, he-likes that. Sure he does. He's a big boy, where it counts! And I bet he's got a big load too."

That was all he needed to say about creaming, for the idea hit Patty like a ton of brick. Sure enough, Prince could supply her with enough liquid nourishment from his penis-load to supply her with a meal. And, she loved the feel of her boyfriend's tongue stabbing her vagina. In and out, his hot tongue drove, and she went on sucking. Prince didn't realize how unusual all this suck action was. He took it in his stride, envying Harry's position on her pussy, as he knew what a super spot the vagina was to lick upon.

And then, Prince couldn't take it any longer. The hot action of her mouth slipping back and forth, back and forth brought him there.

He shot his load, and what a surprise young Patty got. She knew it tasted a little different than her boyfriend's sperm, and she actually liked the taste. It was a bit bitter, but not an unpleasant taste at all. If anything she enjoyed it more than the almost too sweet sticky juice shot from her boyfriend's balls. Prince could tell instinctively, she enjoyed it, and he shot a steady stream into her eager mouth.

It acted as a catalyst for her to come, and she shot her juices in Harry's mouth. His hot tongue lashed the velvety walls of her vagina.

And then she felt his tongue reaching up to touch the tip of the neck of the womb, lash the labia, and flick again across the clit. Indeed, Harry was a remarkable lover, and she was so grateful he was a mouth-man who appreciated a good cunt when it was flung in his face.

Finally, she slipped her mouth off the dog's long penis, and smiled at her boyfriend, "Wow-he tasted better than you do, darling."

Harry took his mouth off the vagina, and smiled, "Is that nice? You know you're only trying to get me jealous of Prince and it won't work."

"He does have a bigger dong, darling," she laughed, teasing him playfully.

"Look, you little slut, I've about had enough digs ... do you read me?"

"How dare you call me a slut?" she shrieked.

"Because that's what you are, isn't it? How many girls do you think would put their mouth on a dog's cock?"

"I never take a poll," she said, "Do I have to?"

"Well, it might be a good idea. Then, you'd know what a screwball you are-maybe. I don't know, though."

"Sure singed your balls when I said his cum tasted better," she laughed angrily, "Well, it's true, and the truth hurts!"

"Well, baby, if the dog means so much to you, I'd suggest you keep him, and I'll split this scene-okay?"

"Anything you want to do is alright with me," she said evenly, completely shocked he'd taken the ego-dig that seriously. And then, as he got off the bed, and looked around the room for his shorts, Patty jumped off the bed to tell him, "I'm sorry."

"Yeah-love is never having to say you're sorry, or didn't you know that?" he laughed.

"Bull shit," she screamed, "That's a lot of crap. If you are so jealous of my beautiful Prince, good riddance."

As Harry got dressed, he shook his head solemnly, and smiled smugly, "I feel sorry for you. I really do. You must really be twisted to carry on like you do."

"You trying to say something's wrong with my mind," Patty demanded.

"No, honey-nothing is wrong with a girl who screws dogs-nothing, but there is something wrong with a guy who'll let her suck his after she's finished doing it to a dog!"

CHAPTER FOUR

When Harry walked out on Patty it stunned her. He was the one who suggested she have sex with the dog, and then after she did have something to do with the dog, he rejected her. She couldn't understand such treatment.

Perhaps, she thought she had become carried away with the dog. Maybe too much. And this could have triggered his treatment of her. Very-likely, he felt rejected, and the only way left was to save his ego by rejecting her along with the dog. As she lay there, she remembered the very first time she met Harry. He turned her on the moment she saw his blue eyes, his blonde hair, his handsome smile.

And Harry had responded the same to her. He'd insisted she have sex with him, even though he was the first man who ever did get her between the sheets. But, he always asked for more; first he wanted to go down on her. The idea seemed repulsive until she felt his tongue sliding between her slit. He suggested she shave her slit, and she did. Then, he begged her to go down on him and suck his cock off. She agreed to do so, but it did bother her immensely. And she relented until she enjoyed it. Then, he'd insisted she suck his ass out for him. That didn't appeal to her at all, yet he'd demand it, and again, she gave in. So, when it came to the dog-perhaps it was just a response to a pattern he had generated. She had to give in. But to leave her, when he'd started her on the path of debasement troubled her. She patted Prince, and the look the dog gave her convinced he understood completely how hurt, how terrible she felt.

His look of understanding triggered tears and soon Patty was consoling herself with a good crying session. And then, she looked down and noticed Prince's penis. It was rock-hard, and standing on end. Surely, he couldn't be ready for another screw she thought. Her curiosity caused her to test him and see. Patty spread her legs out, reaching down to massage her vagina. As she did so, warm feelings surged through her, and the dog did respond.

Prince was a hot dog, and proud of it. He ' came over, and straddled her.

"Oh Prince," she panted enthusiastically, "You're fantastic!" And then, she placed one of his dog-paws on her breast. And the feeling was fantastic as she brushed his paw over her breast. Finishing with one foot, she tried it with the other. This was followed by grabbing for the dog-penis. And as she grabbed, he stabbed forward, making it right on target.

Reaching up, and patting his hairy sides, she smiled up at the beautiful German Shepherd, "Oh, Prince, you're too much! You made it. Beautiful! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

Her cried elicited a positive response from the delighted dog who could rapidly read her emotion. He thrust into her like any horny male, savoring the feel of her hot, tight vagina. Clasping it in her hot hole, it was massaged vigorously.

"Fuck me, ohhh, baby, fuck me," she panted, as the dog rammed it to her. She pitched her body up, and he thrust it down to her. "Oh, Prince, I love you! I love you," she panted excitedly. "I'll always love you, darling-always!"

While Prince had made it with some dogs, he'd never had it as good as this girl Patty. What a break that Patty picked him from all the other dogs. And if he could have read Patty's mind at that moment, he would have had a real jolt, for Patty was thinking the very same thing.

"Feel good, baby?" she asked Prince.

Prince wagged his tail, his jaw hanging slack as he stabbed her there. "Ohhhh, ahhhh--that's it, that's it," she gasped, clutching at the sides of the beautiful fucking dog. And then it was over, the hot sperm exploding in her hot vagina. She deliberately gripped it intensely at the moment of climax so she could get a cuntful of his dog-cum.

"Oh, wow," she gasped aloud, "You're too much, baby. Those dog balls are really loaded, honey!"

Don't think Prince couldn't tell his mistress enjoyed his sex action. He knew, and he was happy too, as he continued thrusting until all the juices had shot forth from his penis. Swiftly pulling his penis out of her, the dog again went to the corner of the room and curled up. She went over to him, and knelt beside him lovingly patting his head, as she would show affection to any lover in the aftermath of a satisfying sexual session.

"Oh, baby, that's fantastic," she said, "You enjoy it as much as I do. And as long as nobody knows-we're safe!"

Indeed Patty did feel secure now in her own tight little world. She needn't be at the mercy of some temperamental young man who was forever playing ego-games, at her expense.

The phone rang a few moments later, and her Dad invited her over to dinner.

"Bring Harry along too," her father said, "If he's around there-"

"Harry and I split up today," she said evenly.

"What about?" her father demanded.

"I'd rather not talk about it," she said softly.

"Alright," he replied, "That's alright, honey. But, Mom and I would love to have you come over for Sunday dinner. We've got a great meal prepared for you."

"Sure," she replied, "That's alright-I'll be over-providing Prince is welcome too."

"Why not?" her father replied, "Bring Prince along. He's protecting you, darling, and we welcome him in our home."

"Yes," she smiled, "He's a wonderful dog-almost human." She hung up, and later that afternoon she took Prince with her in her car. As he sat up on his side of the car, it seemed he was nearly human. He looked at everything curiously like a small child, and he enjoyed sniffing, sticking his nose out the window.

"That's your storybook, isn't it?" she told the dog. "You are having fun, aren't you Prince?"

Prince answered with a knowing glance, which Patty instantly interpreted as 'yes', and thanks for bringing me along'--.

When she pulled into her driveway, she put Prince on his leash again, and walked him up to the door.

"Hi, baby," her father greeted her, "How are you, and how's Prince?"

"We're both just fine Dad-I feel so much safer now that Prince is with me. I can't tell how much I appreciate you buying me this dog."

"He does look almost human," her mother smiled as she-bent over to pat Prince. Suddenly as she came nearer, Prince sniffed. Patty was embarrassed. But, she concealed it, by pulling the dog away, saying, "Shake hands-shake hands!" Prince shook hands, and they laughed and joked together.

When dinner was served, Patty said, "Now, let's remember him-he's smelling all this delicious food, and I can see his salivary glands going to work."

"Sure, we have some meat scraps we can give him," her father said.

"No scraps for a Prince," she insisted, "I'll give him some of my meat."

"Now, isn't that being slightly absurd?" her father demanded.

"I don't think so at all," Patty smiled. "I love Prince, and I want to please him any way I know how."

"You can carry this thing too far, dear," her mother frowned. "I'll give him some ground chuck-if that's okay. I'm not feeding him steak, I'm sorry."

"Ground chuck would be great, wouldn't it, Prince?" she smiled at the dog she was spoiling so swiftly. Prince wagged his tail, delighted his mistress was making such a fuss over him--. He determined he would show her how much he liked her by vigorously wagging his tail and trotting over to her side at the table.

"Put his food in the kitchen," her father insisted, "This is getting ridiculous. And, don't you say no, young lady."

"Look," Patty shrieked, "If Prince isn't good enough for our dining room, I'm not either. I'm sorry."

With that, she got up in a huff, and stalked out the door. Her mother ran after her, calling, "Come back, Patty-come back, dear. Your father didn't mean anything. Prince can eat near you if it means that much."

But, Patty paid no attention.

"They don't want us, Prince," she said evenly, not even glancing back. She put the dog in the car, got in herself, backed out, and drove off.

When she got back to her apartment, she realized she'd become much too much emotional over the dog. Perhaps, they could tell she loved her dog-too much. This tortured her, and sent her sobbing to her bed. Prince bounded up on the bed beside her, and started licking her hand.

The tears ceased, replaced with light laughter.

"You love me, don't you, baby?"

When the phone rang, she deliberately didn't answer it. "Not interested," she smirked at the ringing phone. Finally it ceased ringing, and an idea hit her.

As long as Prince enjoyed licking her so much, why couldn't she let him lick her there, and she could offer him an inducement to her vagina. She stripped out of her clothes, went to the refrigerator and took out a can of whipped cream. She went back to the bedroom, and spread naked on her back. She put the can over her breasts, and squeezed. Then she let its contents touch her breasts, and sweep down to her slit.

The dog let his tongue sweep along her breasts, and quickly he lapped up the whipped cream. His hot tongue, eagerly lapped up the whipped cream, down to her vagina. And then she felt it licking along her shaved slit. But, now she acted quickly.

Reaching down, she spread herself, so the dog could introduce his tongue into her. And as he did so, she went out of her gourd.

"Suck it," she cried, "Oh, Prince, darling-suck me!" The dog indeed did suck her, and she felt her body juices flowing. He swept around her velvety vagina walls, and curiously enough seemed instinctively to understand how much the clitoris meant. He flipped and flapped his tongue around her clitoris, almost driving her out of her mind with electrical thrills.

"Ohhhh, darling, Prince," she whimpered, as the dog brought her to a terrible pitch of sexual ecstasy to where she thought she was flipping-out. It was like a drug trip, only not half as dangerous, and twice as exciting.

The excitement burst in a sudden gush, which the dog licked, and licked.

"Eat my pussy, Prince-eat Patty's pussy!"

Eat it, he did-on instinct, not on command. He had worked vigilantly with his tongue to bring his mistress to a fever-pitch, and now that he had succeeded so well, he wanted to enjoy the juicy fruits of his labor.

"Ohhh, you big dog-you dog, Prince, baby-eat mama's sweet pussy-yes, yes, ohhhhhhh, ahhhhhh!" Patty moaned in delight, completely satisfied.

When it was over, she smiled, "You're going to get some dog candy-yes, you're going to get some dog candy for what you did to mama's pussy tonight."

She went into the kitchen, and raided the refrigerator. First, she took out a can of dog food, and then she took out the dog candy container. After he'd finished his nourishing, balanced meal, she tossed him the candy.

"That's for eating my pussy, Prince," she giggled, "Yes, boy, that's for eating mama!"

Prince was pleased with himself. He knew he had done a fabulous job of eating Patty's snatch, and prided himself in a job well done.

Patty fixed herself a good meal, and then she went back to her bedroom, lay on the bed, and watched TV.

"Come up here, honey-and watch TV with me," she urged the big dog. Prince leapt up, and sat beside her. Together, they enjoyed the show, and then she turned off the TV and went to sleep. Prince slept beside her all night long. She awoke with the strange sound of water. And then opening her eyes, she caught Prince drinking the water in the toilet bowl.

"Oh, no-no, Prince," she shrieked, rushing to get his water dish from the kitchen. "You're not supposed to do that," she said, putting down the lid of the toilet seat. It gave her a funny feeling to think of his tongue being dipped in toilet water, and then her vagina. She decided she'd keep plenty of water containers for Prince around the place. And the toilet lid would be down from now on.

She took Prince out for a morning walk so he could do his thing, and got in dutch with a neighbor who said, "Get your dog out of my ivy. I don't want his crap where I can't see it, and then I'll step in there, and slip-on your dog's misplaced crap."

"Sorry about that," Patty snapped, "I'll tell him not to fertilize your ivy-come on Prince."

She hurried to get the dog back to her apartment so she could make the mad dash down the freeway to work.

CHAPTER FIVE

When she got to work, Harry came right over to her desk, and said, "I want to talk to you at coffee this morning."

"Not interested," she snapped.

"I'm awfully sorry about last Saturday night," he apologized. "I-don't know what got into me."

"I do," she glowered, "the devil. Now beat it-will you?" The boss breezed by. "I hate to interrupt anything important, but I'm sorry to inform you both-we're here to work. Socializing can be conducted outside the office!"

"Right," Harry nodded, and took off to his desk. But, at ten-twenty when Patty took her break, Harry was by her side.

"Will you ever forgive me?"

"Never!"

"Not even if I threaten to tell everybody in the office you fucked your dog."

As they turned into the coffee house, she wheeled around. "You wouldn't do that, would you?"

"Oh, yes, I would," he snapped, "You know it would sound real cute-Patty and Prince are lovers. Then they'd say, 'who is Prince?', and I'd say, 'Patty's German Shepherd dog, that's who!'"

Sitting down at a small corner table, Patty said, "Alright, so you've got me where you, you want me-you blackmailer."

"That's not a nice thing to call me," he told her flatly.

"Well," she whispered, "I don't think dog-fucker is a nice thing to call me!"

"You said it-I never said it," he chuckled, proud of using his psychology on her.

The waitress came over.

"What'll you have?" she said, as if she didn't give a damn, detested her job, and would enjoy serving coffee, laced with arsenic.

"A doughnut, and make mine black," Harry smiled.

"We're out of doughnuts, sorry," she smirked as if she could care less.

"Alright, one bleak black-okay!"

"Make it two," Patty added, "and how about a sweet roll." The waitress shrugged, "Served the last one of those five minutes ago."

"Why don't you order enough?" Patty said testily.

"I don't do the ordering," the waitress said huffily and walked off, taking her time to return with their coffee.

When she finally did make it back, it was time to return to the office for the break was over. The boss went by them, smiling, "Don't be late,'" he admonished.

"I hate this damned office," he said angrily, "It's just a trap-a dead-end street. We're both going nowhere fast, and I hate it here."

They got up, went back, and then Harry smiled, "Tonight I'm coming over honey with my brother Tom."

"Who says you can bring him along?"

"I do," he smiled. "Okay?"

"Okay," she said, a frown creasing her forehead.

That night after dinner, Harry came over. And he didn't come alone. His younger brother Tom, also a blonde-haired, blue eyed, muscular young man joined him.

"Hi, Patty," he smiled, "Where's Prince?"

Patty shot an evil glance at Harry, who shrugged, and put on his best innocent little-boy smile.

"Over there," she pointed. "Isn't he a beautiful dog?"

"Yes, he certainly is," she said evenly.

"You really like to fuck him?" he demanded.

"I see your big-mouth brother has done a lot of talking," she said testily.

"Oh, we always fuck and tell," he laughed, "and sometimes we share-if you know what I mean."

"I read you, Tommy-the writing is all too clear, but why don't we just forget it. If you want to see Prince, there he is."

"I came to catch you making it with the dog," he smiled, and then added, "Hope I'm not embarrassing you."

"Oh, I'm not embarrassed," she said testily, "just furious!"

"Wouldn't be furious with me, would you, by any chance?" Harry laughed.

And then she saw him starting to take off his clothes. She walked over to him, "Do you have to undress?"

"Sure," Tom smiled, "I think it's more fun to do it with my clothes off, don't you, Patty?"

"Do what?"

"Have our cozy little orgy," Harry smiled knowingly.

"I never said I was a saint," he reminded her, and then Patty got a load of Tom's penis, as it flipped naked before her eyes. A passionate desire to have him in her mouth, to suck the juice out of his sperm-loaded prick seized her. She stepped over to him, and said, "You are well-hung, aren't you, luv?"

Grasping it, he held it out proudly.

"Nine inches of solid prick meat, honey-dripping with cum-if you want it, on your knees.

As if hypnotized by the very sight of his huge, swollen penis, Patty proceeded to undress, and when she was completely naked, she did drop to her knees.

Immediately, Harry closed in.

"This I gotta' see," he smiled. She took the penis in her hand, and he fed it to her.

"Oh, yes,-slip it in, baby, and suck it real good." Patty's mouth opened, and Tom thrust himself into her. She let her hot tongue lash his head, and then he began thrusting it down her throat. She felt her mouth fasten on it in a tight grip.

"Suck that prick!" Tom told her, "Lick it! Lick my dick, baby-ohhhh that's real good. You're really doing it right, honey. That's how I like it."

The sensations drove her out of her mind. He was a masterful fucker, utilizing each movement of his penis precisely as she wanted it. And the moment of climax, was the one that turned her on now. She sucked with a passion, as she desired to bring it to a shattering climax.

As he looked down at Patty, with her hair falling dramatically on her naked shoulders, her eyes closed as if in reverence over his sliding, slick rod, he got a big charge out of the action.

"Suck it," he demanded, "That's it, baby-go after the juice! Eat that dick! Eat it up, baby, eat it up!"

The hot penis thrust in and out in precision, and when Tommy finally became so worked up, he reached down to run his fingers through her hair.

Then, he saw Prince come bounding in, and watch. His brother alerted him what to watch for.

"Look down there, and see his prick," he commented, "See how big that dog's dick is-wow!"

"When she finishes blowing me, and blows you, Harry-she can eat the dog's cock. That's a sight for sore eyes, let me tell you."

Patty enjoyed this intimate connection, deciding that Tom was a better stud than his brother Harry. She liked the way his hands masterfully tilted her head, so he could slide it down her throat.

"Ohhh, wow-fuck-fuck-fuck it," Harry cried out from the sidelines. And as he mouthed the words 'fuck', the dog darted closer, as if he now knew completely the meaning of the word. Both Harry, and Tom laughed at this.

"Hey, is that dog ever smart?" Harry chuckled, "He knows where it's at-let me tell you he does."

Now, Patty was focusing all her hot-mouthed cocksucking action on Tommy's penis, bringing him to a quick climax. As his balls jiggled against her chin, as he throat-fucked her furiously, giving her a terrible gagging sensation for a tantalizing moment, he shot his load.

"Ohhhh, wow-suck that juicy dong! Eat it! Eat my prick," he panted, thoroughly excited. "Ahhh, ohhhh-that's it. Eat my cock-eat it, baby, eat it."

She went wild with joy and delight, as she felt him filling her with the sticky white fluid. And then, she pulled off farther on his penis, so she could have some of it in her mouth. Managing this, she let her tongue whip about the head, sucking all the while, managing to get more juice out of it than Tom even suspected he had in it.

"Suck that, cocksucker, suck my dirty dong. Suck it like you suck the dog's prick-wild sucker, Ohhhh, ahhhh!" His hands gripped her, as he threw his head back, his jaw hanging slack, as he finished unloading.

The moment, he pulled off, his brother Harry was ready. "Let me catch my breath," she panted, as she got to her feet, and glanced down at Prince, whose penis was swollen now.

"You're doing me first," Harry warned, "I'm not taking seconds to any dog."

That cut into Patty.

"For your information, proud man, I prefer his cock to yours. He's got-"

Then, she caught herself. This testy statement was the very one that triggered their last falling-out. She shook her head, "I was only joking, baby-now, don't take me serious."

"Kneel," Harry said coolly, "That's it-now I'll feed you dick. Open up!"

As Patty looked up at Harry, it reminded her of all the times she'd sucked on his juicy joystick, and the happy times she'd enjoyed. It cut her to think they'd ever fought, and in a way, she wished she'd never had anything to do with the dog.

"Take it all in, baby," he was telling her, and as she smelled his loins, and felt his huge tool sliding into her mouth, she became intensely excited.

"Suck it," he demanded, and then she turned her head up, allowing him good throat-thrust. His hands went down to her, and he rammed it to her.

"Oh, wow, baby-is that ever good cock-sucking? Watch me, Tom-doesn't Patty know how to suck prick?"

"Does she ever," he agreed, "Let her have it in her mouth when you shoot because she digs the taste of it. I could tell that from the way she sucked on me."

Sliding his saliva-slick penis way out, he'd look down at it admiringly, and then enjoy the way her lips were tightly encased around his rod.

"Good girl, you're hanging in there," he smiled, "Yes, that's how it's done, doll-suck that joystick! Suck it off!"

His testicles touched her chin, and it sent a quiver of excitement down her spine. She loved the intimate connection, and felt quite flattered that Harry had praised her so highly for her mouth-sucks.

"Oh, wow!" Harry gasped in delight, "She's got no inhibitions tonight. I can tell that. She's puttin' her all into this cocksuck."

"And look at Prince," Tom told him, "See how that dog is watching. Oh, wow-this is a sight-I can hardly wait till she blows the dog."

"As long as it's after me," Harry smiled. "And I hope she uses a good, strong mouth wash in between."

All the talk about the dog was distracting to her, and he realized if she was to focus on his prick, he'd better quit looking at the dog, and keep his eyes on his own penis sliding in and out of her hot mouth.

"Brother, just arch her head back when you want to throat-fuck her. That's wild to feel it sliding down there. Try it!"

Harry decided he might as well take his brother's advice, and experiment. His hands went on her, and he arched her head back. As he stabbed her throat, he felt his balls quiver, almost unable to control it any longer. His body began vibrating.

"Oh, baby," he panted, "I'm almost there. Suck it! Suck it!"

"Pull it out, Harry, so you shoot off in her mouth. That's how it's done."

Pulling his penis farther out, he shot it. She got a mouthful of sticky, hot white cum, as Harry groaned in delight, "Ahhhh, ohhh, yes, yes, suck it-suck it, suck it all out, baby-just like that. Ohhhh, ahhhhhhh!"

Patty sucked all the juices out, and finally it began to tingle unpleasantly.

"Hey, Patty-stop sucking," he ordered, "That's enough! stop it!"

Patty finally reluctantly released it.

"You gave me a good load," she smiled, getting to her feet.

"I know I did," he said, "You ate it till it tingled."

"Now, let's see you make it with the dog," Tom smirked, "Bet you're a good dog fucker-yes, bet you're real good at it. Prince, here hasn't taken his eyes off you. He may be jealous."

"I'm jealous," Harry admitted, "Before he came along I was the only male in her life. Now, she's got that big dick to take to bed with her."

"I'm saying nothing," Patty laughed, "If I do, you'll say I'm trying to belittle you-so I'll say nothing!"

"Come on, suck the dog."

"Let me relax a minute, and catch my breath," she smiled weakly, and then she went over to the bed and lay down. As she lay there, Prince looked disappointed. He thought he was third in the cocksucking lineup, and he felt sure his mistress had discriminated against him this time.

To show his pleasure, however, he went over to the bed, and hopped up on it.

"Later, Prince, later," she said quietly. "Hurry up," Tom complained, "Don't take all night to do it."

"You've got a lot of nerve to not only force me to have sex with the dog, but try to time me too. What do you think I am, some kind of an exhibitionist."

"That's an idea," Tom laughed, "They pay plenty for a girl to fuck a dog. Men like to watch."

"I'd never do it at any price," she said angrily.

"You could wear a mask, Patty, and they'd never know who it was, and they might even give you as much as two hundred."

"Hmmm-that is a lot of money," she said softly.

CHAPTER SIX

Finally time ran out, and Patty knew she had to perform. She called Prince over to the bed.

"Hey, Prince," she laughed, trying to pretend it didn't bother her she was being forced to have sex with the dog. Prince came bounding over to her. When he got on the bed, he was ready alright, and the huge penis did attract her.

"Wow," Harry chuckled, "Look at that dog's dick, will ya'? " And then, she gripped it and let her mouth slide over it slowly.

"How does a dog's prick taste?" he chuckled. "Taste good, baby? Yeah! Sure it does!"

And as Patty sucked on Prince she paid no attention whatsoever. If she dug the dog that was her business, and she vowed she wouldn't let the jibes of Harry bug her.

Prince, of course, didn't care what anybody thought but himself. He was hot to trot, and when she sucked-that was all that mattered.

"Tickle his nuts," Tom chuckled, watching on the sidelines. To both boy's surprise they were becoming very, very hot to fuck.

"What a beautiful cocksucker Patty is," Tom smiled, "Prince doesn't know what a lucky dog he is."

Patty tickled his balls, and he reacted. This broke both Harry and Tom up who couldn't quit laughing as the action went on. And then it happened; the dog shot his load. Patty sucked on it smoothly, and when the juices kept shooting in her mouth she made up her mind Prince's sperm-load was better than Harry's cum or even his brother Tom's juice.

Sliding off Prince, she looked up, and asked coldly. "You two get your kicks?"

They both nodded. But, Harry held out his penis.

"Sorry, honey-but I got horny watching!"

"What am I supposed to do about that?"

"What do you think?" Tom chuckled, holding his penis up proudly.

"I'm not going to screw anymore tonight," she protested.

"Sure you are," Harry, smiled coolly, "You wouldn't want it spread all around work you fuck dogs, would you?"

"Alright," Patty agreed, "but let's get it over with fast!"

"What's the rush?" he smiled, "Take it easy, honey-take it easy-we got all the time in the world, haven't we?"

Tom nodded, "Sure honey-suck slow-and easy!" Flipping his penis in front of her face, he said, "You can give me a blow-job, while Harry does his thing."

"I want a nice tight ass fuck tonight," Harry smiled, "I'm in an ass-fucking mood, and I won't have it any other way!"

At that point, she said, "I might as well get on all fours-just like Prince."

"Yeah, dog-fucking style-why not?" Harry chuckled, as Patty obediently got on all fours, and arched her behind up to meet his cock.

"I have only one request," she insisted, "I want you to use some grease on that huge prick of yours. Do you mind?"

"Anything for a sweet-ass like you," he nodded reassuringly. Then, the action began. Harry went to the bathroom, returning with some baby-oil. Pouring some of it in his hands, he rubbed the oil on his penis. Next, he ran his finger inside her tight ass-hole, preparing it for what was yet to come.

He got in the bed behind her, and slowly eased the huge penis into place.

"How's that?" he asked her as he guided himself between her soft, tight ass-cheeks. "Am I doing okay?"

"Just take it easy when you hammer it home," she insisted. And then, he thrust forward. With a hard, driving thrust he got it inside her.

"Oh, god, I'm coming apart," she complained.

But, her cries of pain produced only pleasure for her sadistic lover. Harry could care less.As long as he could get his rocks off, he was satisfied.

"Fuck!" he grunted, "Fuck that ass-hole!" Obediently, Patty ground her hips for him, and then Tom stood in front of her, his penis upraised to her mouth. She took it in her hand and ran her tongue across the head of it.

"Oh, that feels good," Tom told her excitedly. Reaching out, his hands grasped her head, and he ran his fingers through her hair.

"The view from here is fantastic," he told her, "If there is one thing I like it is a dame who knows how to suck!"

Tom's eyes were focused on Harry's sliding tool, as he rode it in and out of her hot, twisting ass-hole.

Slapping her buttocks, Harry panted, "This is like riding a fucking mare. Keep grinding, baby-keep grinding!"

The action didn't abate until the two men were watching each other force their penises into her respective holes. And watching triggered their own emotions, i

"Fuck her face," Harry laughed, "Sock it to her!"

"I feel it touching her throat," Tom exclaimed excitedly. "Ohhhh, wow!"

Patty had her eyes closed. She could derive more pleasure from the feeling of the penises sliding into her body if she continued without watching.

Slapping her buttocks roughly, Harry drove it in to the hilt, his weighty testicles banging on her behind.

"Fuck-fuck, fuck it ass-hole," he panted between thrusts. "That's it-yes, baby, yes-more-that's it-fuck!"

Now, her ass had become perpetual motion as he thrust, and she gripped, twisting and grinding.

"Ohhhhhh-ahhhhhhh, yes, baby, yes," he panted, and slid in, and shot. "Ahhh-ooohhhh-juice it, baby juice it!"

The penis continued shooting, as she went on gripping it in her tight anus, milking it.

"Grind it, baby, grind that ass ... ohhhhh, yes, yes, keep that backfield in motion!"

The orgasmic explosion went off in her mouth, as Tom's cock shot a load full.

"Suck that dirty dick-suck it, honey," Tom cried passionately, totally turned-on with the wild excitement of the moment.

She enjoyed his delicious juices, devouring every drop of him, and marveling how much she enjoyed the taste of sperm. It wasn't difficult for Tom to tell she was having a wild old time on his prick, and he enjoyed it immensely.

"Eat me, eat me, baby, I'm delicious!" he smiled, as she slowly finished sucking all the juice out of his cock.

Sliding out, Tom let her lick the drops off the head of it, and complimented her, "Mighty good cocksuck, honey-you really should be a pro!"

And then Harry yanked his dick out of her ass-hole with such speed, she quivered in pain.

"What are you trying to do?" she demanded angrily. "Take it easy, will you?"

Rubbing her sore behind, she said, "Obviously you haven't done enough ass-fucking to know you never pull your prick out fast like .that."

"I'm sorry, baby," he chuckled, patting her pert behind, "Want me to kiss it? Then, it won't hurt!"

"Yes," she pouted.

Harry bent over, and kissed her behind. Tom, not to be outdone smiled, "I'll kiss one cheek, you kiss the other!"

Soon both naked young men were lying on the bed, kissing, and licking her buttocks. She enjoyed it immensely, and then she suggested. "There is one thing I've always wished a couple of real sexy cats would do to me."

"What's that?"

"Suck on each tittie," she giggled, "I'd love that!"

"You're on," Harry smiled, "Turn over, sweetheart!" Quickly, she did turn over, and then they licked her great breasts, sucking slowly on the nipples. They really enjoyed that immensely. She noticed both men had different techniques in sucking her. Harry was the rough, tough, crude lover. And his pleasure was in biting the nipple, which did feel pleasurable, while Tom got a charge out of doing it tenderly. He'd plant his entire mouth down on her breast, gently letting his tongue lick along the soft-surface of her skin. Then, he'd suck slowly on just the nipple.

"Finger me," she told Harry, and Harry let his hand sweep down to her smoothly shaven slit. Dipping two fingers into her, he kept the action moving.

"That's it-keep it up," she begged Harry, "Between having both titties sucked, and somebody playing with my pussy-I'm enjoying myself, let me tell you."

"Why doesn't somebody make my ass-hole happy," she laughed, teasingly at Tom. Tom reached down, and while Harry fingered her slit, Tom sent one finger sliding up her tight, cum-slick anus. With both holes getting it, all she needed besides the breast action was a kiss. She hoped Tom would volunteer, as he was a much more tender person. And so, when Harry chuckled, "I'll French your face, honey," she was a bit disappointed as well as disgusted.

But, she was in no position to complain. Harry's mouth went over hers, and soon his hot tongue lashed away at her hot tongue, and the excitement was beyond belief.

"Suck-suck," Tom panted, to excite the two of them as they sucked on each other's lashing, hot tongues. "Keep it up-keep it up!"

They did too, and much to Harry's surprise he felt her starting to ooze. The juice trickled down her vagina, and when Tom felt it wet on his finger sliding up her anus, he got down there.

"Ohhhh, ahhhh-this is it," he said, "Pussy juices-sticky and sweet!"

His tongue lashed out and he licked along the surface of the shaven vagina, and then dipped inside her hot hole, working his tongue in feverish attempts. And as he flicked it across the erect clitoris, she came in multiples much to his delight. He gripped her hips tightly, and continued sucking. And then when he'd finished, yanked his tongue out, and planted a sticky soul-kiss on her pussy-lips. AH the time that he was eating her down there, she and Harry were Frenching, their hot tongues finding meaning in their wild, abandon.

And then Harry pulled his tongue out of her mouth, and Patty lay there limp. Her legs were spread, and the beautiful German Shepherd bounded on the bed, going down on her, licking hopefully.

"Sorry about that, buddy," Tom laughed, "I would have left you some there if I'd only known how hot you were to eat pussy tonight. You should have told me, Prince, old boy!"

"He's not going to be deprived because of you," Patty giggled. Then her hands went down there, and she opened the pink, moist lips of her vagina to view. Prince was flipping out of his gourd, his tail wagging, his long pink tongue licking the hot, velvety surfaces, and then Patty produced. The cum gushed into Prince's path, as his tongue lashed. He licked the juices greedily, and Patty howled in delight.

"Isn't Prince too much? Look at that tiger go!"

"I hate to say this, Patty," Harry chuckled, when Prince had finished and pulled away, "but you and Prince could make a lot of money."

"Don't be ridiculous," Patty chuckled. "Who would want to watch Prince and me make it!"

"You'd be surprised," Tom smiled.

"I would," Patty insisted, "What Prince and I have going is something spontaneous, and beautiful!"

"Well, I wouldn't go that far," Harry broke up laughing, "but, baby-you and Prince are awfully commercial."

"Commercial?"

"Sure, men want to see something different-far-out. The ordinary becomes boresome. Some stag parties feature two broads making it."

"A lesbian show, huh?"

"No, not a lez show-just a couple of nice, normal chicks, sucking each other. It's a new way to turn-on. And now it's gone to the dogs."

"Gone to the dogs?" Patty laughed.

"Yeah, dogs are 'in'-people want to see girls and dogs fucking."

"Did you ever see a girl and a dog doing it-besides me?" she smiled, laughing lightly. .

"Sure, lots of times-in movies, never in person. But you could put in a personal appearance, and make a lot of bread."

"I'd never do it," Patty said emphatically, "-but how much?"

"Just what I thought. Every dame has her price!"

"I'm serious," Patty said quietly, "How much would they pay me if I'd perform with Prince?"

"One hundred fat bucks-how about that?"

"One hundred for me and one hundred for Prince?" Patty smiled.

"That's asking too much-really!"

"I suppose it's a package deal, and I pay Prince out of my salary."

"Right. Give him a T-Bone steak for dinner, or something nice like dog-candy."

"That reminds me," Patty said, "Prince should have some dog candy right now. He's been such a good dog."

She went to the kitchen, and picked up the dog-candy container, and brought it back. Then, she tossed some of it to Prince, and he got all excited.

"See-he knows I'm rewarding him," she smiled, "Isn't that dog something though-just look at him."

"Yes, Patty, I'm looking," Harry said, "I'm looking at a gold-mine."

"I was only kidding," Patty shrugged.

"No you weren't," he laughed, "You asked prices? And I'm not interested!"

"Alright, so I may be interested, but how could I keep anybody from knowing it is me!"

"You can wear masks, and go to another part of the city where nobody would ever know you-I know a guy who stages these orgies. He wanted me to fuck a black girl and a Mexican girl in a bed before a bunch of guys, and-"

"And you wouldn't do it," Patty finished for him, "Yet you've got a nerve to expect me to make a public sex show of my sincere feelings for my beautiful Prince-"

"No, I did it," Harry laughed, "I'll come clean. I participated in a skin show orgy, and for fifty bucks."

"Well, then how do you know I'd get a hundred?"

"Very simple!" he grinned, "I asked the girl who did it with a dog how much she got, and she told me a hundred bucks!"

"Hmmmm-how interesting," Patty mused.

"She was," he said, "A little loose, of course after the dog had gotten his rocks off up there, but nevertheless a very good grind."

CHAPTER SEVEN

Patty didn't think much more about what Harry had told her concerning performing with Prince until he confronted her at work, and said in a quiet whisper, "I've got to talk to you about something," he told her, "and alone!"

"Sure," Patty smiled. "What's up?"

"It's what's going down," he chuckled, "We have a real swinging opportunity to make some money, you and me-and that real nice dog of yours."

Patty got an idea of what was coming next, and she turned to see if anyone was listening. When she learned they were alone, she still hesitated. They were standing in a hall outside their office, and somebody could come upon them at any moment.

"Let's take our break together," she suggested, giving one more nervous glance over her shoulder.

"Alright," he replied, "Any way you want it!"

Together, they went out on their morning coffee break. And then, when they were sipping hot coffee, and nobody was near, he said, "It's all set for next Saturday night."

"How can it be all set when I haven't given my approval?"

"You're going to go ape for this," he smiled, "We've got an offer of two hundred if you'll perform with Prince. You do have to suck his prick though. They insist on this!"

"That's real nice," she said evenly. "I don't know about it, Harry. If my parents ever heard I was doing dog-acts, they'd disown me."

"Oh, they're just being narrow minded as hell," he said tightly. "You mustn't pay any attention to them!"

"I-I just don't know," Patty said, "Of course I could use the money. I need a color TV and a lot of things-"

"Well," Harry cut in quickly, "This is your chance-seize it, honey!"

"I could wear some kind of a disguise, couldn't I ? " she asked, and Harry smiled, knowing the entire idea was taking form in her mind.

"Of course you could," he nodded, "No need to worry about a thing-"

"And if I had a wig-yes, a wig, that would be more disguise. I do have a couple wigs."

"Then, you've got it made, and you'll have your color TV."

"Is it in another part of town like you said it would be?" she asked, trying to find out as much as possible about the projected plans.

"Yes," he nodded, "A motel that specializes in this kind of thing. They have nudie movies on TV, and they're running a big sign out front about that, along with King Size beds, so they make no bones about it."

"What's the name of the place?" she asked.

"You don't have to worry about that," Harry smiled, "I'll drive you over there."

"You must be getting something," she laughed, "You would never do anything for nothing, now would you, Harry old boy?"

"Well, a little service fee for arranging it," he smiled.

"I thought so," she giggled.

And then, they went back to the office. Still, Patty had mixed feelings about performing with Prince. It didn't seem quite natural to utilize a dog in this manner and she had to admit it bothered her.

When she got home that night, and took Prince out for his walk, she spoke with him as if he could understand.

"Prince, baby," she asked, "what would you think of me if I decided to show everybody how much we loved each other?"

The dog didn't understand, and couldn't reply. But Patty did feel funny when a woman walking her dog at some distance, stared at her as if she was out of her gourd. She decided she'd better quit talking to the dog-at least out loud.

Finally, she was back in her apartment and her Dad phoned.

"Honey," he began, "How are you?"

"Just fine, Dad," she assured him.

"No more trouble with those terrible Peeping Toms?" he demanded anxiously.

"No, Daddy-Prince is my protector-you don't have to worry about me anymore."

"I certainly hope not," he said, "Reading the papers is another thing-everyday some girl is accosted, killed or something."

"You shouldn't speak so negatively," she told him.

"You can't be too careful," he said, "Remember Penny Spencer?"

"Yes," she said quickly, "Did something happen to Penny?"

"Yes," he replied, "She ran out of gas on the freeway. She got out of her car, trying to get help. She got picked up, and nobody has seen hide nor hair of her since."

"Oh, that's dreadful," she whimpered, "don't worry, about me-I won't go hitch-hiking or asking help from strange men."

"Alright, luv," he said quietly, "Just be careful-that is all I ask."

"Yes, Daddy," she said, and hung up. But the more she thought about her Saturday night session, the more bothered she became. She went to the refrigerator and took out the TV dinner she planned to eat. Turning the oven on, she slipped the dinner inside and waited. She felt terrible when she thought about what might happen. When the dinner was done, she pulled it out and enjoyed it. She was real hungry, and it tasted good. But, she wasn't sure she should go through with Saturday night, yet, she wondered how she could get out of it.

A knock was heard on the door, and she answered, "Who is it?" A girl answered, "Patty, this is Jan-let me in."

"Oh, Jan-come on in," she said, opening.

"Don't you open doors anymore?" Jan demanded, "Usually people don't call back to me, 'Who is it?'-you afraid or something?"

"Yes, I am," she admitted. "I had a peeping Tom come here the other night and scare the hell out of me."

"How awful," she said, "I wish those Peeping Toms would go to "The Girl Trap"-and then they'd get all the view they need."

"I never heard of that spot."

"No, darling, I don't suppose you have. It's a bar-and I work there."

"You-working at one of those joints?"

"Yes, baby-I-I dropped by to see if I could hit you for a small loan."

"For what?" Patty asked, completely startled that Jan would hit her for a loan.

"Don't ask me," she said evenly. "I've just got to have it-"

Patty got to her feet and walked across the room, and turned down the TV.

"I don't make much money," she told her girlfriend, "and I don't see how I could come up with any money, dear."

Suddenly Jan began sobbing, and as the sobs wracked her body, Patty couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

"Darling, what's eating you?" she asked, going over to sit on the sofa beside her. Placing her hand on her shoulder, she consoled her.

"I can't tell anybody," she said, and then she pulled away, and Patty instantly saw the tattoo of needle pricks on her arm.

"Oh, god, Jan-you're-"

"Yes, I'm hooked," she said, "and I'm too tired to go to bed with anybody. My nerves are shot, and I mean shot!"

"I am going to have some money coming in Saturday night," Patty smiled, trying to cheer the sobbing girl up.

"Oh, could you help me?"

"How much?"

"One hundred fifty bucks," Jan said, her lips tightening, as she repeated the amount.

"Alright, baby-you can have the money, but I've got to have it back-when you can!"

"Yes, oh, yes, of course," the girl smiled, through her tear-dimmed eyes. Wrapping her arms around Patty, she looked directly into her eyes, and said, "I can never tell you how much this means to me!"

"I understand," Patty said, and she put her arms around her in a warm, sisterly embrace.

But the embrace moved from sisterly to something else, as Jan's lips found hers. And then, she felt her breasts pressing against hers. And to her vast surprise, the touch of her girlfriends bosoms against hers proved very exciting.

"Would you mind, baby, if I kissed you ? " Jan asked softly, a forlorn, young-girl-lost look registering in her eyes.

"No, go ahead-"

And suddenly, she felt Jan's hot lips crushing on hers, her sweet tongue licking her lips, and she felt her breath coming short. She parted her lips, and Jan's tongue found hers. The girls struggled, and to Patty's surprise, she found she was completely turned-on with Jan.

"Ohhhhhhhh, you're beautiful," Jan said, a wretched hurt feeling surfacing within her, "You've lived a good life-I haven't."

"But it's only been two years since we were in high-school," Patty reminded her.

"I walked into hell, baby, during those two terrible years," and she focused her eyes on her arm, and the needle marks.

"I guess you have been through an awful time of it," Patty choked. "How-how did you get started?"

"Oh, I got pregnant," she began, "Some good for nothing fellow who ran a blind-pig operation."

"What's a blind-pig?"

"Oh, you really haven't lived," Jan sighed. "A blind-pig is a gambling operation-underground, and they can offer women on the side to satisfy the customers. I guess they figure a good, hot fucking is a consolation prize if they lose all their money. Usually, it is conducted in a house, but sometimes they use a plush apartment."

"And you got into that?"

"Yes, I did, and when the owner got me pregnant, I begged him to give me some money to let me have the kid."

"Did he?"

"Oh yes, he did, but then he figured he had me. So, I had to perform. He had some kinky sex creeps who liked to whip. And they'd use their damned whips with their biting metal tips on my body. As they lashed into me, my cries were silenced, as they gagged my mouth. That was part of their fun!"

"That is how you paid to have your baby?" Patty marveled.

"Yes," she replied, "That is what it cost me. But, I don't care. I just don't believe in getting rid of kids-it isn't right!"

"I've got to hand it to you," Patty smiled, "You're a plucky gal-I'll tell you that."

"Nutty gal," she laughed, "I went through all that and gave the kid away."

"Won't you ever see him?"

"No," she shook her head. "That is part of the deal. When you give a child up for adoption, you sign off your rights."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'll bet you've wished like hell to see your child again."

"I've cried myself to sleep some nights wishing I could just hold him one more time, change his diapers, feed him. I guess I made my bed though-and now I must pay the price."

"You have, darling, you have-but what got you hooked on drugs?"

"Well, darling, when I left the blind-pig when I got so bad I couldn't stand it, I took up a job in a Bottomless bar, and that was when I met Big Daddy."

"Big Daddy? Who is that?"

"Well, Big Daddy is the local hooker. He got me started on the needle, and after a few times for free-he had me, and I've been hooked ever since."

"That's terrible."

"Sometimes he'll let me do things for him sexually-awful things-and won't charge me the full price-"

"What kind of things?"

"Stick my tongue up his ass-hole, terrible things, suck his nuts, and eat his gook! You know the kind of things these men demand-or maybe you don't."

"I know something about it," Patty admitted, "but I've never been trapped-not like you have, honey."

"What do you think of me, now?" Jan laughed, "I'll bet you think I'm a terrible tramp!'

"No, you're beautiful, darling. I respect you."

This brought tears to Jan's eyes, and she couldn't stand it, and bowing her head, she wept.

"Don't cry-" Patty insisted.

"I can't help it," she sighed, "You've been so damned good to me. I feel like an awful heel."

"You shouldn't," Patty said softly, "You're beautiful because you thought about your kid. It cost you plenty to do what you did, and you paid the rotten price. It's no fun to be cut down by sex kooks, but no price was too great for you."

"Oh, Patty-you don't know how much you've meant to me to talk to me like that. I'm terribly grateful. I really am!"

"But now, I wish there was some way to get you off this drug kick. You can't go on like this."

"I know it," Jan said, "but just one more time! Baby, if you'll give me the money, I promise I'll never ask you for another penny and I'll lick this thing too-I will, so help me god, I will."

"I believe you," Patty said simply.

"Oh, I'm so glad somebody does," she said, "I don't dare go back home. My folks are religious fanatics, and I wouldn't trust them if I told them about myself. They'd probably turn me in, thinking they were doing Gods will. And then they'd look down upon me-down so far I'd feel like a worm crawling beneath their goodness."

"You don't have to think of yourself like that," Patty smiled, "Nobody's perfect."

"This has been the greatest day of my life," Jan smiled, "I only wish I knew how to show my appreciation." And again, her arms wrapped around her girlfriend, her bosoms pressed to her bosoms, and soon they were Frenching.

Prince watched from the sidelines, wondering when he'd get a chance to ball the new girl.

CHAPTER EIGHT

By now the two girls were very much conscious of the sexual appeal of the other. And, at this point Jan said, "You've got such a beautiful, sexy body, honey-you're turning me on."

"Am I?" Patty giggled.

"You know it," Jan said, "Why don't you and I just-go to bed together?"

"Oh, no-"

"Let me show my appreciation," she smiled, "I want to tell you with my tongue how much I dig you!"

"I've done a lot of things-but never with another woman."

"That's terrible-it's about time you begin," Jan insisted, as she started stripping. It didn't take her long to slide out of her clothes. And then, as she stood before Patty in all her naked glory, she turned around and smiled.

"You do have a fabulous body, don't you?" Patty admitted, somewhat startled by the fact she was finding her girlfriend very appealing.

"Thank you, luv-why don't you undress too?"

"I couldn't-"

"Yes, you could," she nodded, "Come on, baby-take off your clothes."

She didn't have to beg for long. Patty slipped out of her clothes, and Jan got so excited, she rushed over to her, wrapping her arms around her tightly. And as their bare breasts crushed against each other, electrical sex sparks flashed.

Soon, the girls were caught in a hot kiss. And then Jan suggested, "Let's go into the bedroom, baby, and try something."

"What?" Patty giggled, "What do you have in mind?"

"We shall see-you got any booze in the place?"

"I keep scotch, and vodka-which one do you want?"

"I'll have a scotch on the rocks," Jan enthused, "if that's alright with you."

"Of course it's alright with me," she laughed, and then she quickly fixed her a scotch. Fixing a vodka gimlet for herself, the girls then proceeded to the bedroom with drinks in their hands.

"Don't we look lovely?" Jan declared, glancing at the mirror. "Just look at our reflection in the mirror, will you?" The two girls looked in the mirror, and the four breasts that greeted their eyes gave an illusion of double-vision.

"Wouldn't some cat be lucky to have all those tits to lick on ? " Patty laughed. "I suppose some guys do dig doubles!"

"You know it," Jan said, "Lots of times when I was in the blind-pig whore racket, they'd ask for twos, and even threes. And the weirdo stuff those guys would ask us to perform, honey, you wouldn't believe it."

"Like what?"

"Honey, they like to make a woman feel like two cents. Anything that'll make them king, and make you slave-they dig. One specialty of the house, of course, was tongue sucking, ass-sucking, and cocksucking of course is always very, very big."

"One of my boyfriends digs cocksucking, and ass-sucking," Patty promptly admitted. "I think it's not bad, if you like the guy you're doing it with."

"But that's just it, doll. When the blind-pig men come by to get their pound of flesh, they're often men who aren't the kind you'd pick for a Saturday night date, if you know what I mean."

"I think I do," Patty smiled, and then the two women turned to face each other, and press against each other once more.

"Oh, that feels so good," Patty panted, "I just can't believe it-this is too much!"

"You're so gorgeous, honey-I'd like to try everything out on you tonight," Jan smiled.

"Alright, darling-do your thing!"

Prince kept snuggling up between them, sniffing until Jan was prompted to comment, "I think that dog wants to fuck us too."

"I've got to confess-I've been making it with him," Patty smiled, "and he's a good fucker too!"

"Beautiful," Jan smiled, "We'll ball all night, and I'll give that gorgeous dog his too." And then, bending over, she patted Prince.

Prince was pleased. He delighted in sniffing around her vagina, although it was unusual. His mistress's vagina was closely shaved, and Jan boasted a fur-trimmed triangle, which was moistening now, as she felt so excited.

"Why don't you hop on the bed-spread those delicious legs of yours and give that dog a treat!"

"Alright," Jan giggled, "I've never let a dog do this to me-but why not?"

She got up on the bed, and spread her legs. She knew how to massage her vagina so that she could attract men to have sex with her. Reaching down, she massaged herself, and then she dipped a finger into her slit, and this drove Prince out of his mind.

He had his nose poised over her hot hole, and could tell she would taste good from the way she smelled down there. His hot tongue lashed out, and the taste of her pussy-juices excited him to further action.

"Oh, that's wild," Jan giggled, "I never thought having anything to do with a dog could be so fantastic."

"This isn't just any dog," Patty reminded her, stroking Prince, and telling him, "Good boy-lick Jan's cunt-that's a good dog."

In a way, Prince resented Patty telling him to lick her pussy. He knew enough to do that when a woman offered him her vagina, in such an obvious manner, he'd have to be a pretty dumb dog not to know what she was aiming for.

"That feels so funny to have a dog's tongue lashing down there," Jan giggled coyly. "Oh, but I like it! I do! I do!" Jan figured that now that she knew Patty's dog-hang-up, she'd capitalize on it, and pretend she was wild about dog-fucking, knowing this might indeed help her obtain that hundred and fifty dollar loan she needed for more shots.

"What a dog you've got here, darling," she giggled. "Oh, wow! This is too much-too much!"

Patty fell for this praise, and said, "He is wonderful, isn't he? You can't blame me for wanting to have sex with him, can you luv ? "

"No, I certainly can't," Jan smiled, opening her pink, moist vagina lips in offering to the animal. Prince's tongue lashed inside her, and she felt herself suddenly wiggling all over the bed in hot excitement.

"That is wild! I love it! Lick my pussy, Prince! Lick it, baby-lick it," she addressed the dog, and the dog very happily obliged her strange request, letting his slippery tongue flip around inside her.

When Patty saw Prince's huge penis going to waste, she decided to do something about it.

"Prince, baby-let mama suck the little boy's prick," she laughed, and without an iota of embarrassment let her girlfriend watch her as she whipped her tongue along the dog's penis. The dog enjoyed the double-action. Soon her tongue was licking the dog's testicles, and she took them both in her mouth to slowly suck upon them.

Watching her girlfriend suck the dog's balls, turned on Jan. She thought Patty was really quite a wild chick after all, and she admired her daring sexual actions.

"Suck that dog's dick," she told her, "Give him a good blow job, honey."

But, Patty would not be rushed. She thought a dog appreciated holding out on the action long enough to make it more enjoyable, so she took her good time sucking the heavy testicles.

Prince appreciated her attitude. He thought his mistress was a marvel with her hot mouth, and with the double treat of getting to lick a female's liquid vagina, and feel another woman on his penis, he felt he was indeed a lucky dog.

Patty got so hot for the sperm-load, the balls portended, she let her mouth slip over the head of Prince's penis, and soon she was sucking on it. As she sucked rhythmically, slowly, up and down on the dog's hot cock, she could see he was turning on.

"Suck it," Jan called as she watched from the head of the bed, discovering the sexy sight was giving her double-charged electric thrills up and down her tingling spine.

And Patty let her mouth slide swiftly up and down Prince's long, hard penis, trying to please him the best way she knew how.

"That a girl-go-suck that dog-meat! Keep it up!" And the action never stopped. Her mouth traveled swiftly up and down the penis. It was pure pleasure for her now, as bathed in the warm affection of Jan, who watched in delight, she administered sexual action for the dog's throbbing penis.

Jan enjoyed reaching up, and stroking Prince's furry body. And she placed one of his paws on her body.

"I'm juicy," Jan gasped, "Oh, darling-I'm coming-he's sucking my cunt:-he's eating my pussy-"

The wild cries of sexual frenzy continued, and Prince was getting his juicy dog licks from Jan, who enjoyed giving out in far-out sex.

It got Prince so stimulated, that he couldn't keep his balls from exploding in his mistress's mouth.

Soon Prince was pouring his cum juice into Patty's mouth. And Patty was gobbling his gook with the greatest of delight.

"Is everybody happy?" Jan smiled, as she saw her girlfriend pull her mouth off Prince's prick.

"Oh, I'm so hot darling," she panted, and Jan seized this opportunity to get a few licks in for herself.

"Baby, let me clue you in to some tongue action," she smiled, and coming over to her, she pushed Prince off the bed. Prince was a bit perturbed, as he knew he could enjoy licking Patty's hot hole, but if it meant that much to Jan, he figured she could have it.

Jan let her tongue sweep over both tits. Then, coming down to her hairy-vee, she dipped inside her hole holding her hips with her hands.

"Ohhhh, honey-is that beautiful," Patty exclaimed, shocked, yet delighted that her girlfriend was enjoying it that much. She pushed her pelvis up, allowing her better tongue vantage. And as Jan's hot tongue lashed her clitoris, she was stimulated.

"That's it, lover-lick my hot hole. Keep that up-yes-ohh, ahhhh-baby--is that every something else?"

The wild tongue lashing didn't subside. It had Jan thrusting harder than ever before as she ravished her vagina. Patty, in turn, pitched her body forward, and reaching down guided her girlfriend with her hands on the fire down below.

"Lick my cunt," she begged, "Ohhh, baby-eat my snatch! That's what I like. Ohhh, ahhh-I dig that-suck me-suck me, baby-suck me good!"

Jan did a skillful job of it. She had neglected telling Patty that at the blind-pig gambling-sex place where she'd gotten her training, she often serviced women as well as men. But, when her hot tongue lashed inside her, Patty felt sure she'd been around a-lot to perform like that.

"Oh, Jan, darling-eat me-eat my pussy," she cried in a sexual frenzy, as the sweat rolled off her body.

Jan was becoming so turned on with Patty's response to her tongue-action, that she shook with sexual excitement. The shaking of her body brought super-charged pleasure to Patty, in turn, whose fingers clawed into her head.

"Lick me-lick me, lover, lick me," Patty urged her on. And the fantastic tongue lashed away inside, licking her labia, probing to the neck of the womb, and focusing at last on her love-button. Here she gave Patty such a wild workout Patty could hardly believe it.

"Ohhh-ahhhh-yes-yes," she grunted, as she rolled her head from side to side, her body pouring wet with sweat in the frantic heat of the passion her girlfriend's tongue had propelled in her pussy.

She locked her legs around her, throwing up, and urging, "Lick that clit-lick it-faster! Harder, honey, like that! Oh, darling, don't stop now. Don't ever stop-ever-this is too much-too much!'

It was indeed too much to last for longmuch much too much. For Patty's hot pussy shot into her girlfriend lover's mouth, giving her what she wanted so desperately.

"Clean my pussy out, sweetheart," she gasped, as she clutched at the sheets. "Eat my pussy, sweet pussy eater, eat me-eat me!"

And her girlfriend delightedly devoured her juices. She let her tongue reach in, probe around, and devour her. It was a super-sexy moment for them both; a moment of discovery for one woman, and a thrill of achieving sex with a virgin-a virgin, as far as sex with another woman was concerned.

Finishing, Jan moved her mouth off her, reached up, and licked her breasts moments later.

"Baby, that was sensational," Patty smiled. "We click!"

"I'm afraid we were made for each other," Jan said softly. "I've had sex with all kinds of people-men and women, but never, never like this."

Patty knew what she was saying, and she didn't know how to respond. Sure, Jan's hot tongue lashing inside her hole, had driven her up the wall, but it didn't mean anything deeper. This, she didn't know.

"I enjoyed it," she said simply, being as noncommittal as she knew how.

"Why?" Jan said, "Why is it you can do it all the time with all kinds of cocks and cunts, and then suddenly-one wild night, discover the pussy you've been looking for all your life."

"Maybe it's because it's the first one you've sucked on that is shaved," Patty suggested, with a sly giggle, hoping to make light of their sex meet.

"That's not it," Jan assured her, "I've sucked on shaved cunt before, baby-and it's a whole lot more than that, let me tell you, darling."

"Look at him-all alone in the corner," Patty pointed at Prince. "He should join us. He deserves some attention. He's been such a good boy."

Patting the bed, she called the dog over. "Come up here, Prince-come on boy-"

Prince's ears pricked up, and he came over to the bed, jumped on it happily, as both girls patted his head.

CHAPTER NINE

A few moments later, the girls had some more drinks, and then Jan was ready to go again.

"I have something here no man can top," she smiled slyly, going over to a large purse she'd brought with her. She pulled out two plastic penises jutting out of their plastic foundation. Strapping this strange looking affair on herself, she announced. "One for the pussy, one for the ass-hole. All the men I know only have one dick!"

"How about that?" Patty laughed out loud. "You've really got something there."

Coming over to the bed, she got on top of her girlfriend, straddling her.

"Get me started in your cunt, luv, and I'll aim for your sweet ass-hole!"

Reaching down, Patty helped her ease the one dildo nearest her vagina into it. And then, Jan guided the other one into her anus.

"How's that for action?" Jan smiled enthusiastically. "Just relax, darling, and let Jan fuck you. One for ass, one for the cunt, and a kiss for my baby!"

Bending over, she looked into Patty's eyes, and the loving understanding she met there fired her to forge ahead. She rammed it to her savagely.

"Take that, baby," she blurted, "and that!"

The action continued, and the two women clasped their bodies together tightly.

Prince was completely puzzled. He'd never seen anything like this before. He came over to the side of the bed to watch. Sure enough, it looked like a penis, It drove into her cunt, and up her ass-hole like a penis-but a female was wearing it. How unique, he thought.

"He's watching us," Patty smiled, reaching out and stroking his head. That was the only invitation Prince needed. He hopped up on the bed beside them and watched.

"He wants to see," Jan smiled, "Good dog!"

"If we trained him-he could shove his up your ass-hole," Patty smiled.

"Why not?" Jan grinned at the dog. She reached behind herself, patting her own behind, and the dog picked up on this. He came over and straddled her, letting his penis slip between her smooth buttocks.

"Oh, that's too much," Patty laughed, "You're fucking me with two dildoes, and he's doing your ass-hole!"

"He's trying," Jan laughed, "but he's just got it between my ass-cheeks. He is some dog, isn't he?"

"Is he ever," Patty said, "I wouldn't let anybody have him for anything."

"For a million dollars ? " Jan smiled.

"Not even for that," Patty said, "Prince and I are lovers. You don't sell your lover-you hang onto him."

"Good girl," Jan smiled, as she continued pumping the double dildoes up her girlfriend's two hot holes.

"This is quite an art," Patty admitted at last, "You've got to work the ass muscles, and the cunt muscles at the same time when you're getting two cocks up there."

"That's a fact," Jan nodded, "If you ever have to give out for two men it's good to have those muscles well-oiled."

"That's a good point," Patty laughed.

"It's no joke," Jan told her, "I made some good bread just because I knew how to take two on at the same time. I don't know why it is but men dig watching each other make it."

"They're just dirty little boys," Patty smiled, as she felt Jan's breasts brush across her.

"Oh, I like it when your nipples connect with mine-it's a groovy sensation," she whimpered, as the passionate penises sliding inside her excited her no end.

"Give, baby, give," she told her as the fires heated up inside her. And this in turn propelled

Jan to ram the two dildoes higher up her holes, causing somewhat of an upset for Prince whose paw slid off her back, as she rutted harder into her girlfriend. If Prince could have spoken, he'd have told Jan to slow down so he could get more kicks.

And then, the juices began stirring in both women, and right-on target they both gushed.

"I'm coming," Patty exclaimed, clutching at Jan, "Keep hammering it to me. That's it-keep it up, ohhh, wow!"

Jan kept her thrusting action going until she gushed too. And together, the girls rejoiced in their beautiful sex experience. Their lips met, in a scorching soul kiss.

The bodily contact of two women meeting thrilled, and delighted Patty. She should have known that feeling breasts against breasts would be exciting. And with this beautiful double-dildo, what more could any girl ask for?

When they finally pried apart, prince still hadn't gotten his rocks off.

Patty smiled at the dog, who was unsatisfied, and much in need of getting his balls off.

"Alright, Prince," she said, spreading, "your turn, lover!" Prince didn't wait for the second invitation. Being a horny dog, he leapt to the first offer. Reaching out, Patty gripped his penis, and guided him into her smoothly-shaven slit. And Jan watched, marveling.

"Sometime I want to do it with him," she told her girlfriend. "He's something else, isn't he?"

"He sure is," Patty smiled. "Aren't you, big boy?" Looking up into the dog's eyes, she watched him ram it to her, and her hips thrust up to grasp him.

"Fuck me," she begged, "Fuck me, you big cockhound, fuck me!" Prince wagged his tail joyously, as his mistress ordered him to get his fuck.

Now, the action built up.

Prince's balls were heating up, and he thrust it to her, fast and furious.

"Ohhh, ahhh-yes-yes, fuck-fuck-fuck," the dog demanded, and the wild fucking action went on.

"That's it," she gasped, "Now, you're doing it. Ohhh, ahhh, faster, faster-ohhh, Prince, fuck me, fuck your mama, fuck her good, Peckerwood!"

Jan couldn't watch much of this kind of action without getting turned on herself. Reaching over to unstrap her double dildo, she managed to get it off quickly. Then, she thrust it in herself, giving herself some of the sex action.

"I'll do it while I watch," she smiled, lying beside Patty, and slipping the double dildo in and out of her hot holes. The vagina gripped it, and so did the anus. And the two thrusting dildoes produced the pleasure she sought so anxiously.

"Fuck me, fuck me," Patty begged Prince, watching her girlfriend out of the corner o her eye as she screwed herself with one dildo slipping up her anus, the other into her vagina.

Prince wagged his tail as he neared climax.

"He's shooting," Jan gasped in glee, "Ohhh, my big boy is shooting his load again. And is he ever coming! Oh, wow! No man can top this dog!'

Ramming her double-dildo faster now, Jan was turning on; aware at last how totally turned-on Patty had become with Prince. It did excite her to see her put herself into the act so passionately.

"Fuck!" she cried, "Fuck it! Now-shoot some more juice up there, you big stud-fucker!"

Prince did shoot some more, and she squeezed it out, and then Jan got there too.

"Oh, baby-I made it-I made it with you and Prince," she panted, as the cum-juices trickled down her leg.

Prince was a man of action, and once he'd gotten his rocks off, that was all he required. He jumped off the bed, and went over to his place in the corner.

Jan kept the double-dildo thrusting up herself until the juices quit flowing. And then, she suggested, "Darling, why don't we take a shower together? How would that be?"

"Fine with me," Patty smiled. And then the two women went into the shower together. As the warm water trickled down over their naked bodies, they both reached out with a bar of soap, and began soaping each other down. Jan worked up a good, strong lather on her girlfriend's body, and Patty did the same. When' their breasts were both covered with soapsuds, they did the same at each other's vaginas.

"Don't we look wild?" Patty giggled, "Soapy sluts," she laughed.

"Every guy I know-likes to shower with me," Jan giggled, "and they like to slide the soap up the vagina of all things. Isn't that crazy?"

"I don't know-is it?" Patty smiled, "try it on me!" Jan didn't have to be told twice. This was what she wanted to do all along, and by mentioning the fact someone else did it, she paved the way for doing it herself.

As the bar of soap slipped up Patty's vagina, she felt a certain thrill race through her.

"That feels funny-but good," she giggled. "Let me do you."

"Sure-if you want to-do it," Jan smiled.

Patty carefully slid the bar of soap up her vagina, and Jan giggled, "I don't know whybut it makes me laugh when you do that, doll-anyway, luv-clean it out so it's good enough to eat."

"Is that an invitation to eat your pussy?" Patty smiled.

"That's up to you, baby-take it anyway you want to," she shrugged.

"Alright, I'll eat you," Patty said, "and how would it be if I saturated it with honey, so I can get a taste of honey when I lick you there."

"Oh, beautiful. The pussy should always be clean as a plate," Jan laughed, "then you can serve a tasty hot meal between your legs."

So, when they stepped out of the shower, and dried off, Patty went to the kitchen, and found the honey. She brought it back to the bedroom, waving it proudly in her hand.

"This will help us have a wonderful time down around the suck-zone!"

Jan lay on the bed, spreading her luscious legs invitingly, and Patty sat on the edge of the bed, reaching over with the yellow plastic container, and slipping its nozzle in her slit. Squeezing it, she managed to get it ready to suck upon.

"Oh, I feel sticky inside," Jan giggled. "Hurry up, honey, suck my honey!"

"Yes, baby," Patty smiled, getting in position on the bed so she could eat her down there.

Jan was accustomed to having both men and women at her vagina, and she welcomed Patty's tongue, sweeping along her slit. Reaching down, she ran her fingers through her hair, whispering softly, "Suck me, baby-suck me-that's it-dip inside-yes, yes, ohhhh, now-just like that-"

Patty was using the very tongue movements Jan had used so effectively on her, and the delicious taste of the honey only added to the pleasure.

Wiggling all over the bed, forced Patty to hold her. Patty decided the best thing to hang onto would be her breasts. And this excited Jan all the more.

"Pinch my titties, honey," she begged her girlfriend, "Ohh, darling, do it just like that," she insisted, "Ohhh, ahhh-yes, yes-do me, baby, do me!"

The breasts were reddening under the hot hand-grip of the excited girl. And she pushed her pelvis up, giving her still better tongue-action position.

"Thrust that tongue up there," she gasped, "Lick it all over-ohhh, honey-do me! Do me!"

The fingertips pinching on her nipples was driving her out of her mind, and she cried out, "Ohhh, ahhh, you're driving me wild, honey, I can't stand it-I'm flipping-out!'

Her thighs embraced Patty, and then she gushed. Patty's tongue swept around her velvety vagina, eagerly devouring her honey and cum juices.

"Eat me-eat my snatch," she begged her, "Ahhh, ohhh, yes-yes, eat me!"

Patty knew she had never tasted anything half so good, but Prince was put-out. With all this sex action going on, he bitterly resented his mistress not inviting him over to join in. And this resentment was written all over the dog's face.

Spotting it, Jan suggested, "Why don't we let Prince lick the left-overs?"

"Alright," Patty smiled, pulling her mouth off her. Turning to Prince, she called, "Come on, boy-get over here."

Prince was on the bed in an instant, and Jan gladly parted her vagina-lips so his tongue could lash her there.

"Oh, that's beautiful-that's beautiful," Jan gasped, once more marveling at how super the dog could deliver with the cunt tongue action.

Prince wagged his tail, and Patty petted him. He was doing all he could to contribute to a happy party. When he pulled off, and ran over to the corner of the room, Jan had to tell Patty, "I'm getting me a sporting dog too, baby. Every woman needs one. They're so much more affectionate than some of the crude studs I've had to put up with."

"Dog is woman's best friend-in bed," Patty giggled, "I'm proud of Prince."

"You have every right to be. He's a real Romeo, and I've never met a man who had a better tongue."

"I'm glad you appreciate him, dear," Patty smiled at Jan. "And I think he enjoys a fresh piece of ass now and then too. No need to confine him the way some women do their husbands."

"Good for you," Jan enthused, "If more women weren't afraid to let the prick in their life have a little variety, they'd hold onto their man a lot longer."

"That's the truth-monotony is a common enemy, and playing with different bed-partners makes life more exciting for Prince," Patty nodded.

"And how that dog loves you," Jan observed, "He just sits and stares at you with love in those big eyes of his."

"And if you look a little lower-you'll see another reason he sits and looks at me like that," Patty laughed, pointing to Prince's erection.

CHAPTER TEN

By the time the girls had finished their love session, the night was over, and they were tired. Falling asleep, Patty didn't waken to go to work on Friday. And just when she was rudely awakened with the shrill sound of the telephone ringing. Reaching over she picked it up.

"Hello," she said groggily. "What's up?" a voice demanded. "Who is this?"

"Harry, baby-don't you recognize my voice anymore?"

"No, I didn't for a minute," she admitted, "I'm sorry-I overslept-"

"Sleeping alone?" Harry chuckled.

"Who is it?" Jan asked before she could cover the receiver.

"Harry, I've got to go now," she said quickly.

"Yeah, you've got company-some dame, eh-well, from dogs to dames-cozy."

"Damn you," she snapped. And then Harry insisted, "Make sure you're ready for tomorrow night because I've got it all planned-okay?"

"Okay," she told him, "I'll be ready-don't worry about a thing!"

After she'd hung up the phone, she glanced at the clock. "Oh, wow-it's twelve-we really slept in today."

"I'm glad we did," Jan smiled, "All that fucking around left us exhausted."

Prince was wagging his tail eagerly, apparently anxious to get some food, and go for his morning walk.

It didn't take Patty long to get up and fix breakfast for Jan. Then, she took Prince for his belated morning walk, letting him sniff, and trot, getting the exercise he needed for his legs. When she finally got back, Jan had gone. There was only a note left behind.

'Baby, I have to get a fix, and I can't wait until you get back Saturday night, Thanks for a good time, Love, Jan'

Patty felt terrible that Jan was gone. She could have taken some money out of her savings if she thought she was that desperate. In her haste to go she'd left her double dildo behind, and Patty had to laugh as she looked at the strange double-plastic penises so strategically arranged they could be inserted effectively in both holes.

Then, she went to work, cleaning up the house and trying to relieve the monotony of being alone. When she heard someone knocking at the door, she didn't know whether to answer or not. Finally, she decided she should. "Who is it?"

"It's me-Mom," her mother told her.

"What are you doing here?" she demanded, as she opened the door.

"I was worried, baby-I phoned at your job and they said you didn't come in today, and I got to thinking about that Peeping Tom and all."

"Why didn't you phone?"

"Your line was busy," she replied, "I called the operator and they said there was nothing they could do."

Glancing over at her phone, she detected it was indeed off the phone cradle. She laughed, "Oh, Mom, you big worrywart-my phone was just off the cradle. I took a day off to relax."

Prince became fascinated with Patty's mother, and rushed over to sniff her vagina through her clothes.

"What a friendly dog," her mother commented, "really, Prince-you are almost too friendly."

"He-likes you," Patty laughed, trying desperately to make light of it.

"I don't mind being liked, but I don't enjoy being sniffed," her mother snapped, "You really ought to teach that dog some manners."

"Prince," Patty said quickly, "Go over to your corner and be a good boy. Go on, now!"

Prince didn't like being shuffled off to the corner, but he went nevertheless. And then Patty and her mother began chatting.

"Dear, I worry about you sometimes," her mother told her frankly. "You've got to be careful. What is that?" Her mother was staring at the double-dildo Jan had left behind.

Hedging for time to think of a reply, Patty asked her mother, "What is what, dear?"

"That awful thing," she said, going over to the corner to examine it closer.

"Oh, that," Patty giggled, "That is a gag. One of the fellows at the office gave it to me as a gag."

"Dear," her mother said quickly, "I hope you would never resort to using such a vile thing on yourself."

"Never, mother, never," she said, "I don't have to."

"Why not?" her mother asked testily, "You getting the real thing?"

"Mother, would it matter if I did have sex with some man?"

"Dear," she snapped, "I won't hear any more talk like this. After the way we've brought you up!"

"Mom," she smiled, "Did you ever go down on Daddy?"

"Go down on Daddy-what on earth are you talking about?"

"Licking his joystick," she chuckled, "otherwise known as sucking his joint!"

"You're demented," her mother said, rising in righteous indignation. "After all the good, moral upbringing you've had to talk like that, you ought to be ashamed of yourself!"

"I'm not," Patty smiled, "I'm proud of myself-"

"I'm leaving," her mother said angrily, "and your father can come over and take charge of you because I'm through."

"But, I'm an adult, Mom. I don't need anybody to take charge of me-can't you understand that?"

"No, I can't," her mother said angrily, "and you'd better get on the ball and fast because I'm about ready to disown you."

"Mom," Patty smirked, suddenly finding a strange delight in teasing her mother, "What if I were to tell you that that double dildo was used on me by an old girlfriend who is hooked on drugs?"

"What?" she shrieked, "It isn't enough you have to live a licentious life-you have to do it with a woman too."

"And it was beautiful too," Patty smiled, drunkenly slurring a couple of words.

"Besides that, you are loaded," she heard her mother gasping in a whirlpool of shocking revelations. "

Picking up the dildo, she ran across the room to her mother, fingering both of them.

"One fits up the ass-hole, the other rams up the cunt-isn't that sensational?" she smiled.

"Bet you never had it up your ass and up your cunt at the same time!"

"No, and I never want to," her mother shrieked, "I've heard about sexually demented people, but I never thought I'd live to see the day when my own daughter was this far gone. I'm ashamed of you, dear."

"And Prince-look at his prick, Mom," Patty giggled, going over to the dog. Throwing herself on the floor, Prince got on top, straddling her, with his ever-ready penis ready to ram into her quickly.

"This is awful," she told her daughter, "They put people in jail for sex with an animal. I'm going to report you if you dare torment me one more minute."

"See, Mom-see-look at Prince. He loves me, don't you, darling?" she laughed, and Prince thrust inside her.

"Goodbye, baby, and don't you ever set foot in our house again-understand?"

"Sure, and I don't give a damn," Patty said, as she went on with the dog drilling her. She figured she might as well let the animal get his rocks off again, and she'd enjoy another good sperm bath. Stroking the animal, she found herself crying, "They've disowned me, Prince-just because I like to let you fuck me. That's not fair!"

And then, Patty's mother, in a fit of temper decided she'd go back and tell her one more thing.

As the door opened, she got another jolt, for Patty hadn't quit for a moment. The action was continuing.

"Fuck it," Patty demanded, paying no attention to her mother who was watching in a rage. And Prince gave the cold-shoulder to her mother too. After all, when all he wanted was a little sniff, she'd given him the cold-cunt cop-out treatment.

"You might as well know it, honey," she said acidly to Patty, who was focusing on Prince. "You never were our own daughter. We adopted you. And it's obvious blood will tell because you, baby doll, are a bloody mess."

"What?" Patty shrieked, pulling away from Prince's penis, much to the German Shepherd's disgust. "You mean you aren't my real mom."

"No, thank god, I'm not," her foster-mother shrieked, "I tried to keep it from you, but today you thought you were putting me in my place, so I thought I might as well put you in yours!"

"Oh, you bitch," Patty panted in a rage, "Get out of here!"

"Gladly, baby," her mother smiled, delighted to know she'd at least intercepted the dog-fucking Patty was so carried away with.

Patty ran to the door after her, but she was gone. Flinging it open, she called after her, "Go to hell and shake hands with the devil!"

But her mother wouldn't give her the satisfaction of looking back. She was too outraged, and her insolence didn't help one bit. When her mother got home, she phoned her husband.

"Get back home as fast as you know how," she told him, "Have I got something to tell you."

"Can't you tell me on the phone?"

"No," she insisted, "the telephone wires might melt if I tried."

"I'm coming home," he said, and then he took off his job to find out what had gotten his wife so uptight.

She watched for him to get home, and the moment she caught sight of him, she opened the door.

"Come in," she said angrily, "And let me tell you some interesting news."

"What on earth is it?" he demanded.

"The news is this. Patty is flipping-out. Our daughter, is carrying on with everybody; and admits it."

"Well, at least, she's honest about it. Give her credit for that!"

"She told me today she has been having sex with men, admitted doing things with another woman-"

"Oh, no-not another woman. She's a Lez."

"She's more than that. We'd be lucky if that was all," she warned her husband.

"She even has been violating the dog you gave her, dear. Can you imagine that?"

"Violating?"

"Fucking," she spit furiously.

"Well, why didn't you say so in the first place," he snarled, looking at the ceiling in despair.

"Because fucking is not one of my usual words in my vocabulary, if you know what I mean."

"Sure, I do-'cause you never gave me much fucking," her husband complained.

"How dare you talk to me like that?"

"Aw, come off it, you're much too puritanical and always have been," her husband chortled. "And no doubt your old-fashioned ideas on sex are responsible for driving our own daughter to the brink."

"Oh, no-now I'm to blame for our daughter making it with Prince. You're too much."

"Well, you're not enough," her husband complained. "I've tried to get you to give me a good piece of ass and it's like pulling teeth to get you to do it."

"What did you expect? Something demented and against nature? Well, if that's what you want, go find a whore for a wife. They will do everything-even suck ass, I hear."

"You hear right, wife," her husband smiled. "And mentioning getting one's ass sucked, you should have tried eating mine out now and then, instead of chewing me out like you're doing right now."

"Damn you," she snapped, coming over to him to batter his head with her hands.

"Control, dear wife," he snapped. "Control!"

"Why don't you practice what you preach," she said tightly, when he finally subdued her. "Just because I didn't possess the passion your body so obviously required I'm to blame! That's it, isn't it?"

"I'm sorry," he smiled, "but can I help it if I like to get my cock sucked every now and then?"

"Dirty, filthy sex animal," she shouted.

"Humph," he smiled smugly. "You're so full of complexes you couldn't make a dog happy in bed."

"For your information, I'm not the least bit interested in making it with dogs," she said tightly. "That is for Patty-not me. She's screwing up a storm with that big German Shepherd right now, no doubt."

"Why didn't you try and stop her?"

"You should have seen her. That dog had his long thing up her, and she wouldn't stop for a train coming across the tracks if she'd been lying in front of the train, with that dog screwing her. She's that obsessed."

"She needs help," he said evenly. "And I can see you weren't much help to her. You just further increased her frustration, and you ought to be ashamed of yourself."

"Oh, yes," she nodded, "it's all my fault. Patty went wrong because of me. Of course, this wasn't a joint-venture, adopting her from that foundling home."

"All right, all right, we're getting nowhere arguing about this. I think I'd better go over and visit her and talk some sense into her head. She apparently is flipping-out, and you weren't much help. The important thing is to remain calm."

"Calmness was never one of my big assets," his wife said nervously. "Especially remaining calm when your daughter is doing it with a big dog-her father got her."

"Now, look, dammit, don't blame me. I didn't buy that as a sporting dog. Try to remember that, sweetheart," he said sarcastically.

"Or maybe I should envy her," her mother suddenly countered, "who knows ? Maybe Prince has a better prick than you do!"

"Now, that's the kind of crap that can get a woman killed. You'd better not talk to me like that anymore."

"Why?" she smiled.

To explain, he came over and slapped her across the mouth a couple of times, and the point was made vividly clear.

"Well, you can't blame me for getting uptight after I catch Patty and Prince carrying on like lovers? Maybe you should join them. You've been defending her so expertly."

"I'm not going to treat her like a criminal," he told her flatly. "She's just a headstrong young girl, a powerhouse of passion, and she has to get some kind of release."

"That's a lot of bunk," she said. "She could go horseback riding like I did when I was a girl. That replaced fucking every Tom, Dick and Harry in my day. And it would do for her too."

"That was your day, dear," her husband reminded her. "Girls today are all keyed up. They think they're not equal if they don't want to ball as much as a man wants to. It's too bad, but that's the way it is."

"So you approve of Patty's promiscuity, do you?"

"I approve of Patty," he said flatly, "not what she does, mind you, but of her as a human being. That is my starting point, and I'm going to see to it that she isn't thrown on the junk heap because of making some mistakes in the sex department."

"You sound like a crusader," his wife laughed in mocking derision.

"No, I sound like her father," he said tensely.

"Alright, you go help her! Go ahead, give her the help she needs so desperately," she laughed. "You're such a know-it-all, that I'm sure you can do what I can't do with her."

"I'm sure I'm not half as critical as you are," he told his wife flatly. "At least I'm going to try!"

"Good luck, darling," she smiled, "you'll need it!"

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Patty let Prince get his gun off inside her, and then she patted him proudly, as he pulled his long dog-dick out of her slit. Getting onto the bed, she lay there, thinking. What her foster mother had revealed to her today would change her life-forever.

No wonder her parents always seemed distant-they were! No doubt this sex merry-go-round she'd been on was par for her course, she concluded. With Mom as a hooker, and not wanting her, she'd been tossed out on the world. With her own current sexual chaos in her life troubling her, it made her realize that it was entirely possible that the path she was pursuing was one charted before she was born, and she was just living out her fate. She couldn't stand such soul-searching thoughts, and the shattering truth her mother didn't want her. What a way to find out, she thought. How godawful!

She went to her bottle for comfort, and turning her head back, let it pour down her throat. She almost gagged on the bitter taste of raw bourbon trickling down her throat. And then, she went back to her bedroom, stretched out, and fell into a deep sleep.

When her father came to her apartment she never heard the doorbell, or him knocking on the door. She immediately had fallen asleep, as she was tired out from the long night of sex, and then the fracas with her mother. Sleep was release, and she was so grateful for it.

Finally, her father walked in. And when he didn't see any sign of life, except for Prince who darted out, and wagged his tail, he patted the dog on his head, and went on to the kitchen, but she wasn't there.

Going into the bedroom, he saw her stretched out, naked. Her soft, beautiful breasts, with their large rose nipples turned him on. But what really got his gun going was her shaven vagina. It looked so appealing he could hardly keep his hands off her. He wanted to turn around and walk out of there with his hard on, but he also felt a similar tug pulling him closer to her. Going over to her, he touched her, and she didn't waken. Finally, seeing the bottle there, he concluded she was stoned, and out like a light.

And then an overpowering, passionate urge propelled him to have sex with her. He got on top of her, with his clothes on, and unzipped himself, pulling out his penis, and letting the head of it slide along her slit.

When she didn't waken, he counted himself as lucky indeed, and decided he might as well take all his clothes off and fuck her bare ass naked.

He got off the bed, returning to the front door, and putting the double bolt on it. He argued with himself as he went back to her. After all, he reasoned, this isn't incest-Patty isn't my natural daughter. No, and as long as she's fucking everybody in town, including the dog-why shouldn't he get a piece of ass too? He tossed his suit-coat on a chair, and slid out of his pants, peeling off his shorts in speedy short order.

Then, naked, he mounted her, and straddling her slid his slimy banana between her vagina lips, and thrust into her.

"Fuck it," he said evenly. "Fuck me!"

All of a sudden, Patty awakened, and as she looked up at her father whose huge male member was sliding into her tight cunt, she cried out, "Stop it-stop fucking me!"

Her father's hand immediately went over her mouth, silencing her quickly. "Baby, calm down-calm down," he said, "I'm not your real father, baby-let me have just one fuck!"

But Patty couldn't accept this. She'd learned only today that the man and woman she called mom and dad weren't hers, but had adopted her. This upset her so much she determined she'd throw him off. That was until she felt him doing it to her in such rapid, driving, cock-thrusts it drove him out of his mind.

"Fuck me, baby-grab it with your cunt! There's nothing wrong with doing it with me. Try to understand, baby doll-I got so turned-on when I came in here, I had to hammer it home!"

"I read you," she smiled finally, as his penis stabbing her vagina brought her so much happiness she didn't want him to quit for anything. "Keep doing it, Daddy-fuck me, fuck me," she begged intently. "Ohhh, ahhh, yesyes, do it-do it, Daddy, do it!"

The wild fucking action didn't suspend. Now that Patty had reconciled herself to her father fucking her, realizing he wasn't her real father, so that made it different, she threw herself into it with all her wild passion.

"Oh, Daddy, I'll play with your butt," she smiled, as her hands massaged his firm, round globes. "How about a finger "up your ass-hole?"

Patty threw her head back, accepting her foster-father's sexual advance with sheer delight surging through her young body. And her father had to admit, he'd never experienced anything quite as wonderful as what she was offering him at this moment. She rolled her head from side to side, and as she did so, the great breasts were on display. He pushed his chest down harder over her tits, and then, he rutted into her, demanding, "Grab that prick, baby doll, grab Daddy's dong!"

Instead of finding something repellant about doing it with her Daddy, Patty turned-on. After all, he wasn't her real Daddy, and it flashed back all too vividly how many times he'd turned her on. She'd seen him once naked when he came out of the shower, and the sight of the long hammer between his legs appealed to her. She wanted to pull on it, suck it, lick it-please Daddy-anyway she knew how.

Throwing such morbid thoughts in the back of her mind, she left them there today, so that the amazing revelation about his not being her father prepared her to enjoy some action she never thought she could before.

"Ram it to me, Daddy," she cried, letting her finger glide up his hot, tight anus. "Oh give, Daddy, give!"

"To think we could have had sex like this," her father smiled, "if we'd only dared to do our thing."

"Don't blame me, Daddy," she smiled, with one hand still gripping, kneading, massaging on his buttock, while the other, with one finger inserted up his tight behind, kept that action going too.

"Fuck it," she demanded from her father, "I want it all!"

"Baby, you're going to get it all, with the balls," he laughed, delighted that at last he could communicate with some female sexually. His old frigid wife had given him the coldcunt treatment for so long, he yearned for an opportunity to really enjoy sex.

"Ohhhhh, ahhhhhhh-fuck-fuck-fuck it," she begged, her body pitching now to meet his ever-ready cockthrusts. Her cunt muscles had become well-disciplined, and she knew how to massage his sliding tool, as he stabbed her.

Their bodies began dripping with sweat, as they slapped against each other. Her nipples became erect, and she begged, "Oh, Daddy, darling, brush your chest against my titties!"

"Sure, baby," he smiled, lowering his hairy chest, and tickling her titties with the bristly, curly hair, as he pressed down, and brushed back and forth. Her nipples became harder, and she opened her mouth and leaned back.

"What a beautiful mouth you've got there, baby," he smiled. "You know what I'd like to see slipping in there, don't you V

"Your prick, Daddy, your big old prick, and don't think I'm not just as anxious to suck the juice out of the end of it as you are to get sucked on-"

Her passionate talk amazed him. Nevertheless, he liked it. She represented to him all the wild things his wife would never do to accommodate him.

"You ever lick a man's ass out for him?" her father asked her bluntly, finding the passionate conversation particularly stimulating as he stabbed her hot vagina.

"Sure, Daddy, I'll suck ass anytime," she smiled.

"Do you swallow the stuff?" he allowed a small laugh as he asked her.

"Why not?" she tossed her head back teasingly, "I dig sperm. And when you like sperm-why shouldn't you suck-suck-suck!"

"Darling, you're more than I ever bargained for," he panted, "Ohhh, ahhhh-harder, honey, harder! Faster, ohhh, wow!" Her father's penis became longer, and harder than it had been in years for he was stimulated more than he had been in years. His imagination had been excited, and he wanted to obtain a real kick out of what they were doing.

"Fuck it," she begged. "Ohhh, Daddy dooo-ooooooooo!" And that did it! He shot his gun off inside her, and the hot sperm bathed her vagina. Gripping it with her cunt muscles, she kept the action up, milking him.

"Squeeze it out, fucker," he smiled. "Ahhhh, baby-juice it!"

She didn't quit finger-fucking his ass-hole until he'd unloaded all of his sperm, and then he pulled his cock out of her, dripping with cum. When Prince saw she was free, he wanted his too, and jumped up on the bed.

Instead of becoming outraged, he became eager to see a dog-show.

"Do you make it with that dumb animal?" he laughed at her.

"Sure, Daddy-nothing wrong with dog-fucking. After all, doesn't Prince have to get his balls off some way. He can't masturbate like men can, so it's even more essential to give him some release."

"Your Mom would flip out of her mind if she ever knew what we've been doing," he said guiltily, "but dammit, I'm having a good time."

"So am I, Daddy," she smiled, reaching out to guide the dog into her hot hole. Prince wasted no time in sliding himself into her, and soon the two of them were going to town.

"Oh, honey-you're getting me hard again," her father smiled. "You and that dog are too much!"

Sure enough, Prince was a superb cocksman, aiming himself into her slit. She gripped it with all her might, massaging the penis, and thrusting up to meet him in mid-air.

"A movie of this would be worth a mint," he chuckled. "You and that dog fit like you were made for each other."

"We were Daddy," she giggle, "only not in heaven-in hell!"

"Well, now, little darling, I wouldn't say that," he grinned, "You and Prince are lovers-what's wrong with that?"

"Nothing, Daddy-nothing," she said. "Nothing wrong with us, is there, Prince?"

The dog didn't reply, but his penis did go on thrusting into her, giving her the kind of sexual satisfaction she sought.

"Fuck me, Prince, fuck me," Patty begged, and the dog did his thing. In hard, driving thrusts he sent shivers of sexual pleasure up and down her spine. She loved the sight of Prince's big balls jiggling there, as he drove it to her.

"I-I don't know what I'm going to do," her father chuckled, holding his now erect penis in his hand.

"I can't do you both,;' Patty smiled. "When he gets his, Daddy, I'll give you yours."

"A mouth-job, sweetheart?"

"A mouth-job, Daddy if that's your hang-up, and an ass-suck too, Daddy-how does that grab you?"

"Right between the balls," he chuckled, reaching down to grip his balls in one hand, and pump his meat with the other as he watched the dog go to town.

"How'm I doin'? " she laughed, as the dog neared climax.

"You're hotter than a pistol, honey," her father told her. "Haven't seen a dog show in years!"

"So you've seen a dog fuck a woman before?" she asked.

"Guess every guy has," he told her. "Don't know why, but watching a dog throw his dong in a woman is really a sexy, sexy sight to see, let me tell you that, baby!"

And then Prince exploded in her vagina.

"He's coming, he's coming," she gasped, and he shot it off inside her, bathing her with hot juicy cum.

"Ohhh-ahhhh, yes, yes, fuck it, fuck it," she smiled. "Prince is a wild ride-a wild ride!"

When the dog got his kicks, he pulled out of her vagina, and she felt suddenly empty.

"You ready for a little more action?" her father smiled, his huge penis pointing at her.

"I need a breather," she sighed, "okay?"

"Okay, sweet pussy," he smiled, bending over to kiss her vagina-lips passionately.

CHAPTER TWELVE

What intrigued Patty about her poppa was he was becoming hard again. She had an idea about giving him some excitement he would never forget.

"Daddy," she smiled, "how would it be if you let me rub your back for you?"

"Alright," he said, turning over, and lying on his stomach. Now was the time for Patty to perform.

"I'll get some baby oil," she called out as she went to the bathroom to get some rubbing oil. Returning, she spread it over his back and buttocks. Then, she proceeded to brush her breasts over his behind, and as she did so she crushed down on his buttocks. At the same time, she was reaching up and rubbing him, gently pressing down on the nerve centers up and down his spine, and then she moved farther down, so that her fingers could rub his inner thighs.

"Yes, luv-like that," he told her. "Oh, that does feel so good-do keep that up, baby."

Her father was even surprised at how much sensation her fingers could produce as she rubbed along his prostate. But what surprised him all the more was what her tongue could do. Soon, her hot tongue lashed out along his buttock cheeks, and then gently pulling them apart, she let her tongue slide inside, and ever so carefully, until she started licking right around her father's ass-hole. Prince watched at the bedside and he was curious to know what this would feel like.

"That feels wonderful," he told Patty. "I always wanted somebody to do that for me-and baby, you don't know how good that feels right now."

Patty was proud of herself. She was giving her foster-father something he had every right to expect-some good, hot sex action from his wife. Deprived of this, Patty understood how much it meant to him to get a chance to have a female tongue thrusting up his anus.

"Oh, baby, run it all the way up there," he told her eagerly, reaching back to pry his buttock cheeks apart so it would be easier for Patty to slip her tongue up there.

Now, Patty had good aim, and she shot her tongue up his hot, tight ass-hole. As it slid up there, he wiggled his ass around in response. Patty held on, and kept driving her hot, lashing tongue up there.

"Ohhh, honey, suck Daddy's ass out for him," he begged. "That's it, baby-keep that upohhhh, ahhhh-yes, yes, baby, keep that action going!"

Little did Patty know how happy she could make her father simply by using her tongue up there. And little did he know what wonders his beautiful young daughter could perform with her stiffened tongue sliding up his hot behind.

"Suck it," he told her. "Come on, suck that ass out-eat that ass-hole. Ohhhh, ahhhh-suck-suck ass-suck it!"

Patty's tongue performed well. In and out, she thrust it, not worrying what anybody would think, only concerned with her foster father's erotic trip.

But as her hot tongue lashed away, she sensed he was pushing down on the bed, and she feared he might shoot his load. This she didn't want to happen. If anybody got that juice of his, it had to be her. Letting her tongue slip slowly out of his hot ass-hole, she trailed her tongue over the back of his testicles. He turned on with this, and got so excited his ass vibrated.

"Oh, Daddy, are you horny," Patty giggled.

"Remember baby," he reminded her, "I never had it so good before. You've got me so excited I'm ready to climb the walls." Patty knew he wasn't fooling either. She whispered, "Oh, Daddy, you've made me so happy. Now, let me suck your cock for you. You'll dig that."

The idea of his foster-daughter doing his cock for him really excited him. He'd had women do him, but never such a young, innocent girl, and it was the idea of slipping his penis between her beautiful red lips that excited him. She got down at his crotch, letting her breasts rest on his thighs. Next, she let her tongue lash the head of his penis, as she gripped it tightly in her hand.

Then, she let her mouth lower over the head of it, and soon the sucking action had begun. It didn't take long for them to make it either.

"Suck my prick," he demanded. "Suck it!"

Instantly, Patty put her mouth over her Daddy's dong, and started sucking the head of it. He marveled at her sucking know-how. It felt like he was being sucked in a hot velvet whirlpool, deeper, and more exciting by the second.

"Keep that up," he told her. "Oh, wow! Keep sucking on it!"

He really didn't have to tell Patty for Patty was having such a ball doing him, nothing could have made her stop her sucking action. She was building up a sucking vacuum that left him limp with excitement.

"Oh, wow," he cried. "Keep that action going, baby doll! Keep it up, suck it."

His dirty talk excited her so much she increased her pace on his penis, going from the head of it to the base so swiftly, that he'd have a premature orgasm, and had to reach down there to hold her in line.

"Not so fast, baby," he said. "You'll get Daddy's gook in your mouth before I'm ready, honey!"

Patty therefore, deliberately slowed down her speed. She didn't want to rush the action.

She enjoyed the sight of the huge penis, its saliva-slick surface was fascinating to her, and as she fingered his testicles, she felt him vibrate.

"Oh, baby, I've never been loved like this," he gasped, bringing up his thighs until she was embraced in them.

"Love me, baby," he begged, and she tried variations of oral intercourse to provide more titillation, and stimulation without necessarily bringing him to a climax. She discovered he liked it when she took light nibbles on his penis. He got very excited when she would let her tongue flip along the most sensitive portion of the penis, the glans area. And his hands went down to guide her over his thrusting rod.

Running his fingers through Patty's hair brought back many memories of when she was a little girl. He could see her laughing and running and jumping like any other little girl at playtime. But when he'd get a look at her when she was older, he instantly recognized her breasts were extremely well developed at fifteen. He made a big fuss about the boys who'd get fresh with her because he knew all too well what he'd do to her if he got the chance to lay it on her.

"Suck that prick," he panted. "Suck Daddy's joystick!" Patty sucked with a vengeance, she was getting even with her foster-mother who'd disowned her. If she said she was so bad, she'd prove she was right, and what better way could she do this than to steal the affections of her husband. After sex with her, Patty felt the wrath she felt toward her would be satisfied. She knew he'd turn away from her, and pine to come back to get his cock sucked the way she did it.

"I can't stand much more, Patty, honey-ohh, Daddy's coming-Daddy's shooting his wad," he told her, as he unloaded a steady stream of hot, shooting cum into her anxious mouth. Patty didn't let a drop fall on the bed, as she licked it clean. She noticed her Dad wasn't as flavorful as Harry and Tom, and figured it was probably the age difference. Nevertheless, she did enjoy the sweet taste of his white cum, and she didn't stop sucking until they'd finished.

Pulling off his peter, she had an amused smile on her face. "How'm I doin', Daddy?"

"Sweetheart, you're a wonder. Now, you know don't you-turnabout is fair play!"

"You mean you want to eat me?"

"Do I ever," he smiled. "Now baby doll-you hurry into the bathroom, and get your pussy all sucking sweet so Daddy can do his thing-okay?"

"AH right," she giggled, laughing, gloating, as she thought of getting even.

Prince followed her into the bathroom. She turned to tell her father, "Oh, I've got to feed him-"

"Feed me first," he smiled.

"I mean his dog-food, silly," she giggled, as she went to the kitchen, and opened a can of dog-food for Prince, keeping his dog-candy box on the shelf until he finished his main course. Returning to the bathroom, she cleaned her vagina out, using some strong deodorant spray to keep it appealing. Then, she went back to her father and smiled, "I'm ready-"

Opening his month, and waving his tongue in the air, he smiled, "So am I, Patty, baby!"

She pushed her vagina right up to his mouth, and he clasped her soft buttocks in his hands as he drew her near.

"Oh, this looks good to me," he smiled. "Sucking sweet pussy!" Patfy, by now, was accustomed to men making over her, and each compliment only added to her already inflated ego.

"Tongue it, Daddy dear," she giggled.

He swept along her vagina lips, finally thrusting his tongue inside her hot hole, and then he flicked his tongue along her clitoris. The exciting action was almost too much. She could hardly keep from coming right then and there.

"Ohhh, wow!" Patty panted, as she felt him reaching up to tantalize her great breasts. His fingertips worked on the nipples effectively, and she pushed farther into her father's face.

"You're tremendous," she cried in her sexual ecstasy. "Mom sure doesn't know what she's missing."

Prince came trotting around the corner, having finished eating, he was eager to find out what precisely his promiscuous mistress was doing now-or who!

As her father carried her to climax,' he released her breasts, and let his hands return to her buttocks, pulling her vagina tighter to his mouth.

"Suck me, Daddy," she begged passionately. "Suck my pussy! Yes, ohhhh, yes, Daddy-suck my cunt!"

Her father's tongue whipped around her hot vagina walls, probing, licking, loving, and then letting his tongue flip-flap on her clit. Patty responded, feeling as if he'd carried her to a mountain-top.

"Ohhhh, ahhhh, wow, Daddy-do me, do me!"

The release of inhibitions released her juices and she came gushing.

"Suck-suck-suck it out, pussy-man, suck!"

The dirty-talk succeeded in igniting her father. His sexual fantasies in his youth that had never been realized were suddenly springing to life in Patty's hot hole.

The juices flooding his mouth tasted good, and he didn't try to do anything but swallow. Patty appreciated this, as she held her father's head, watching his tongue slip smoothly back and forth as he licked.

When he finished, she slid down and pressed her lips to his, "Thanks, Daddy," she whispered. Her father held her closely and they kissed passionately.

Then, with his hands running over her body, he finally patted her behind and stretched out.

"Get me a cigarette, honey-in my i?ants," he pointed to the corner where his pants were located. And then he smoked it when she'd lit it and handed it to him. He mused, "I came here to disown you," he laughed.

"Well, it wasn't you," she said softly. "That was her!"

"It was," he said. "And I don't know what to do now."

"Divorce her," Patty said smugly. "I'm not saying you should, but I am suggesting it as something to consider."

"Oh, I've thought a lot about it," he admitted, and then asked, "Patty, honey, do you have a beer in the house."

"Sure I have," she smiled, and went to the refrigerator to get him a cold beer. Prince followed at her heels.

"Oh, I promised you some dog-candy, didn't I?" she smiled. "Sorry I didn't keep my word. Here it is."

She tossed the dog some pieces of dog-candy, and soon he nibbled them down swiftly.

And then she hurried back to the bedroom with the beer and gave it to her father. He leaned back, and drank it slowly.

"Tastes mighty good," he smiled.

"I'm glad, Daddy," she nodded, sitting beside him. He put his arm around her. "You know some people would say we were awful-you doing it with your dog, and me fucking my own daughter."

"Foster daughter," she corrected him.

"Alright, foster daughter," he laughed, sipping some more beer. "But, you've got a body that would make a dead man sit up and take notice."

"Do you really think so, Daddy."

"I sure do, sweetheart," he said quietly. "Why did you marry Mom?" Patty asked abruptly.

"That is a good question," he laughed. "Say, you got another beer."

"Sure, Daddy-"

Patty got off the bed, and hustled to the refrigerator to get her father another beer. Then, coming back, she said, "I-I think I ought to stay away from now on. If you want to see me, don't mention it to Mom. Then we won't be bothered."

"All right," he said, sipping his second beer gratefully, "but it'd be just like her to spy on us."

"You think so?"

"Oh, sure," he chuckled. "She's been spying on me ever since we got married."

"That's awfid!"

"Well, I guess I've given her reason," he smiled.

"Then you have played around?"

"Sure, when I wanted to get my rocks off like we did tonight-I fucked and sucked women I picked up. Took the little sluts to motels, and fucked the hell out of them."

"Then she has some reason to spy on you," Patty said, suddenly seeing perhaps she'd judged her foster-mother too harshly.

"Yes, she does," he admitted. "So maybe if we meet it'll have to be someplace else."

Patty hesitated, then nodded. "That's okay, Daddy!"

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

After Patty's father had gone she fell asleep sobbing. Everywhere she turned somebody was after her body. Prince leaped up on the bed and tried to lick her face as she cried, but at that moment, she felt only contempt for him.

"Get down," she said. "You're like all the others-you just want by body-now, beat it-"

Prince wasn't used to Patty talking like that to him, and he jumped off the bed and went over to the corner and put his head on his paws, sulking.

Finally, Patty fell asleep, and she had an awful nightmare. In the nightmare, she felt a snake was winding around her body, and in its tight embrace she was slowly being suffocated. She cried out in despair and fear and her father came to her rescue. He didn't do it quickly enough, however, for the snake came to her and she heard him inserting his poisonous fluid into her body, just as she awoke with a scream, "Noo-nooooooooo!"

Her cries awakened Prince. He jumped up on the bed and this brought Patty back to reality. She patted the dog and smiled, "Oh, Prince, I'm so glad you're here. So glad!"

Her phone rang and she hesitated to pick it up. Finally, when it wouldn't stop ringing, she did pick it up.

"Hello-"

"Hi, baby-this is Harry."

"Yes, Harry," she said, and she tried to summon the courage to tell him no. But his enthusiasm diminished her will and she found herself going along with him.

"Baby, I'm looking forward to tonight-aren't you?"

"Well, Harry-"

The moment he caught the hesitation, he cut in, "The money. The two hundred, won't you and Prince buy a lot of dog-food with that?"

"Yes, yes, we will," she nodded.

"All right, baby, I'll catch you later," he told her. "Bye, bye."

"So long, Harry," she said softly, and hung up. And then as she got dressed she rationalized. At least, she thought, I'm not going through all those rites that are required for the good people, the 'moral' people to observe before they slip between the sheets to tangle with a lover. First, you date for lunch, and then for dinner at least twice. You get suddenly drunk, and blame sex on the booze, as a way of saving face and saving ego. Finally, when the guy socks it to you, you feel as though the thing is almost sacred, the preliminary rites having been properly performed.

But Patty wasn't a girl for rites. She was right-on, direct, and no fooling around. If she would lay, she'd say so, and no lunch, dinner, or drinks would make the difference. At least she wasn't being a hypocrite. Her price for her performance would be two hundred, and that would be it.

She though she'd cheer herself up by going shopping. That always seemed to relieve tension, even if it did relieve her of quite a sum of money at the same time.

The saleslady at the department store complimented her, "You've got a divine figure, honey-you can wear anything."

"Thanks," Patty smiled, wondering if she was on the make. After Jan's visit, she felt she could trust nobody. She did find two outfits that she felt fit her well, and she put them on and paraded around the store, wondering if she could attract any admirers. Unfortunately, the only person who paid any attention to her was the saleslady, and she gushed so much it was an obvious sales ploy. "Okay, I'll take both dresses," she smiled. "But I know I don't look as good in them as you say I do-dear," she said curtly, cutting through the crap.

She stopped in the tea room on the mezzanine of the store, and thought about the night that stretched before her. She began thinking of one big hitch. Prince might not enjoy performing before an audience. She felt suddenly guilty. Invading his privacy, and insisting he make a spectacle of himself before a lot of dirty old men wasn't exactly her idea of loving her dog in the right manner. But, she tried not to think about it.

When she got home, she tried the dresses on again, and decided they did look good on her. Then she rested during the afternoon, trying to relax, and not get so nervous about the night that lay before her.

She went to sleep, awakening at six, and realized she only had two more hours to get ready before her friend Harry came over to take her and Prince to the orgy.

She showered, and then sprayed herself with cologne after she dried off.

Finally, she went through her clothes, and decided against the dresses. She settled for a red pant-suit outfit that she felt looked good on her. And she went over to the mirror when she'd slipped into it, and congratulated herself on her choice of garment to wear.

Prince knew something was up, and was restless, pacing the floor so much Patty thought it might be a good idea to take the old boy out for a walk. She did so, and forgot how close to eight o'clock it was. Prince enjoyed the fresh air and the walk so much that he kept pulling on his leash. She finally decided that it must be near eight, and pulling at Prince, turned back to the house. When she got there she saw Harry walking back and forth nervously on the second story balcony. The moment he spotted her he said, "Where have you been?"

"Taking Prince for a walk-"

"It's fifteen after eight. I thought maybe you changed your mind and blew the scene."

"No-way," Patty assured him. "I'm ready if you are!"

"Let's go," he smiled.

"No, let me go in a minute-I've got to get a couple of things." When Patty went into the house she decided it might be a very good idea to get the double-dildo, and so she hurried to slip it into her purse. She brushed her hair, giving one last glance in the mirror, and then she hustled on her way.

"Alright," Harry said, reminding her, "we've got to go clear across town, and we want to make it-the money-remember?"

"Don't be ridiculous," she smiled smugly, "I wouldn't go for any other reason, you better believe it!"

They got in Harry's Mustang, backed out of the apartment house parking lot, and headed for the freeway that would take them to the motel where Patty and Prince were slated to perform.

"How did you hear about this-this party?"

Patty smiled, hoping she'd get him to reveal his contacts.

"Well," he explained, "it was like this-the local pusher was arranging this little get-together, and asked me if I knew any animal act I could get."

"Nice of you to think of me and Prince," Patty giggled.

"You did it with him so well I thought it was worth something to watch you do your thing-understand ? "

"Of course I do. It is an artistic achievement to see a girl make it with a dog. Also, it is financially rewarding. What's your cut-if you don't mind my asking?"

"Why no-I don't mind, baby-no way--fifty bucks, that's all."

"That's fair," Patty smiled. "Just checking. See, I'm no dum-dum."

"Never said you were," Harry smiled. A few moments later they turned off the freeway and drove down a main boulevard.

"Oh, this is the industrial side of town," Patty smiled. "And there's the airport."

"Right," Harry nodded. "Lots of action around here, too. See those massage parlors?"

"Yes-"

"Whore houses," he laughed. "How do you know."

"I go get sucked at them," he smiled. And then, Harry swung into a motel. Suddenly Patty remembered something. "You said

I could have a mask-remember?"

"Yes," Harry exploded. "I remember now, but I forgot, honey. Don't hide your pretty face."

"Well, I'm not going to go through with it if you don't get me a mask."

"Dammit, where am I going to get you a mask at this hour of the night."

"Hey, I've got an idea," he smiled, as he parked. Glancing down he pulled off his tie. "Here's a beautiful mask. My tie!"

"All right," she replied, "give it to me!"

Harry took his tie off and handed it to her. She practiced utilizing it as a mask across her face and found it worked satisfactorily. "It's better than nothing-"

"That tie cost me six bucks," he said. "Don't get it out of shape, you hear me?"

"Don't get bent out of shape, yourself," she said evenly, and then Prince turned to sniff and look around. There were nice smelling women getting out of a lot of cars.

"See that big sign up there," Harry chuckled. And her eyes glanced up at the motel sign. 'KING SIZE BEDS, VIBRATING BEDS, ADULT COLOR MOVIES ON CLOSED CIRCUIT TV.'

"They aren't trying to hide this operation very much, are they?" she smiled.

"No, it's out in the open for all the fuckers to see."

"What does vibrating bed mean ? "

"Haven't you ever been balled on one of them vibrating beds?" Harry asked in disbelief. "I thought everybody had by now."

"Maybe I don't get around as much as you do," she said testily.

"Maybe not," he smiled. "Anyway, they vibrate your body while you're going to town. It is absolutely wild!"

"I'd like to try one of those vibrating beds sometime."

"I'd like to, too-with you," Harry smiled, and added, "and we could watch the color movies at the same time."

"Porno flicks?"

"Not exactly," he laughed. "Just people balling, Beautiful movies-let me tell you!"

"Well," Patty sighed. "I suppose it would be exciting to see pictures of people in color fucking each other, and be screwing at the same time."

"It is, baby-we'll trip the light fantastic on one of them beds, and watch fuck films and make sweet juices ourselves."

"Good," she laughed as she got out of the car with Prince, on his long, black leather leash."

"Now, you lead the way," Patty said quickly, "I'm lost! This is such a huge place!"

"I know it is," he allowed a small smile. "All the rooms open out so they can have plenty of privacy coming and going. The rooms fill up and clear out in a couple of hours, and the motel makes a mint on fast-fucks."

"Good," she said. "Nice to know somebody is making a lot of money. Wish I could."

She followed Harry, as he wound around the cars and finally went through a door to the other side of the rectangular motel.

"I'd never find my way back to the car," Patty laughed. "I hope you can remember where it's parked."

"I can," he assured her. And finally, he opened up a door with a key. This surprised Patty.

"Where did you get the key?"

"They use the same rooms, and we've got duplicate keys."

"Don't ever go in here when your crowd isn't using the rooms," she warned him. "You might get your head blown off, and I don't mean a mouth-job."

"Don't worry," he smiled. "I'm not about to go bursting in on any fuckers."

When Patty got in the room, she was surprised how tastefully furnished it was. The floor boasted dark blue carpeting, and the thick white bedspread contrasted beautifully with the blue. The French provincial dresser and night-stand and desk made it quite an impressive place. But most impressive of all were the sliding glass mirror closet doors, facing the bed, allowing a magnificent view of any bed action when the time came.

"Watch," Harry smiled, and going to the door, he turned on two dimmers. Green and blue lights softly played upon the white bed, and instantly Patty caught on to that trip.

"The colored lights to fuck by-the mirror to watch it in, and the vibrating king-size bed-what a motel!" , "And music to screw by," he smiled, turning on the music. Sure enough, the beat was wild drumbeats, like African fertility drummers.

"It has everything," she giggled.

"Now, baby doll-get out of your clothes, and let's see some skin-okay?"

"First, tell me how I connect with the men-where do I go?"

"You don't go anywhere," he told her. "The rooms on both sides have doors, and they can be opened when it's time. Simple as that. They just take a suite of connecting rooms and then they come in here to watch the action."

"Neato," she giggled, slipping out of her clothes. When she got down to her sheer half-cup red silky bra and panties, Harry insisted, "Baby, let me turn the lights down and strip you bare naked."

Turning on some soft music, he also let the dimmer go down on the blue and red lights, and stepped over to Patty to have the fun of undressing her.

Prince watched, somewhat jealous, but what could he do about it?

And then, he pulled the bra down, and reaching around undid it, allowing her soft, beautiful breasts to jut out naked in all their splendor.

"What a pair of knockers," he smiled. "Those tits really turn me on."

And then, he reached down and slid her sheer panties off her body. The sight of her moist triangle got him so turned-on, he didn't want to turn her over to his buddies.

"Come on, baby, eat me," she smiled.

"No-tonight is party night," he grinned, "and our work night."

Work night or not, he had to brush his cheek against her breasts, and then he let his mouth slip over each nipple for an erotic moment. Next, he went down to her shaven vagina and kissed her there.

Pressing back, Patty whispered, "Oh, Harry, I love your lips!"

Glancing up, Harry smiled. "I love yours, too!"

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Now it was time for Patty to perform. The moment she had waited for had finally arrived.

"All you have to do, honey," Harry smiled, is begin with yourself in bed."

"In bed?" she asked in surprise.

"Sure, honey, You just lie in bed, and when it's time for you to begin your little sex-show, you throw the sheets back and let them see what a knockout you are. The idea is to build slow. And when you've whetted their appetite you've got them ready."

"You mean massage my titties, and feel down there?"

"Anything," Harry laughed, "Just so you keep the action going."

"How about using the double-dildo?"

"Oh, baby, that would be great-they'd love it."

"I'll take it to bed with me," she laughed, and I'd better take my little jar of vaseline because it isn't easy to get long prongs like that up there."

"I know," Harry laughed, "And after you finish giving yourself the double-dildo action, let Prince get his-okay?"

"Alright," she smiled, "By the time I finish this performance I'll be ready to go on to bigger things."

"Maybe you'll be discovered," Harry laughed.

"Discovered?"

"Porno flicks. I can see it now. Presenting Patty and Prince! Lovers supreme! See the little girl with the dog and watch how they do it!"

"You'd be a good publicity man for me and Prince," Patty chuckled.

"It's about time," he said, "now, you've got the double-dildo, and the vaseline--? "

"Right-and Prince-why doesn't he slip under the sheets with me. That would be real nice too!"

"Great idea," he nodded, "You're on the ball, baby-on the ball!"

Soon Patty could hear the noisy naked men in the rooms on both sides of her. They sounded drunk, and they were joking and laughing about the whole thing.

"They're ready," Harry smiled, "Need anything."

"No," she said, "I'm alright."

Harry went to the lights, and turned on the green and blue lights, making the dimmer go down to low, so the light cast an eerie, erotic glow on the king-size bed. It did have a comical flash seeing the dog's head lying on one of the pillows, and Patty's head on the other. Then, he opened the doors, and the horny men came out, carrying their drinks with them. Harry made sure the music was playing, and then he met with Marty.

"I see you've got it all set up," Marty smiled. "And I'm sure we're going to have a real good time of it too."

"She's a good chick. Knows what's happening," Harry nodded. There were about twenty men in all and they surrounded the edges of the bed.

"Sit down," Marty laughed, "how are you?" he smiled at Patty.

"Horny," she giggled. And the men all got a big charge out of that comment and burst out laughing.

Now, Patty knew it was time to begin. With all those naked men with their big joints standing up, she knew she was expected to put on quite a performance.

It didn't take long for them to focus their eyes on her, and when she threw back the sheets, revealing her huge naked bosoms, and her shaven vagina, they feasted their eyes on her naked splendor.

"Wow!"' Marty chuckled, looking at her naked breasts, with their rosyerect nipples. He watched as she slowly massaged them and one of the men made lewd, sucking sounds, which brought a round of laughter.

And then, she slowly let her hand go down to her vagina. Each man's eyes followed her hand, as if they'd never seen one before. This amused Patty. It made her realize how much men are like little boys.

"Hey, finger-girl," one of them smiled, "I know how to use my finger too."

"Do you?" Patty smiled.

"Sure," he nodded, reaching over, and letting his finger slip inside her slit. "Like this, luv-like this!"

And the blonde naked man, with the bright blue eyes, bent closer, letting his two fingers slide inside her, much to the envy and despair of the other men who watched ever so closely to see what precisely was going to happen. Patty wiggled up, acting as if she was indeed being fucked. The men applauded, and she felt a pride surge through her. They approved of her, even if nobody else did, and it felt wonderful to be accepted.

"See how she grabs those fingers," Marty smiled, "Yes, she's a good girl!"

Patty held up the double-dildo, and the men's eyes focused fast on that enjoyable sex device.

"Get your fingers out of her snatch," Marty laughed, "Let her use her fuckin' dildo-"

Reluctantly, the blonde-haired man pulled his fingers out of her well, and Patty opened the small jar of vaseline, and spread it all over the dildo she'd slip up her anus, and decided it might not hurt to put some on the one she planned to push up her vagina either.

Holding it up, as if it were something super, she got them laughing.

"This is my double-fucker," she giggled, as she brought it down to insert into her holes.

A dark-skinned man, whose penetrating eyes seemed to look through her, insisted, "Let me slide it up for you!"

"If you want to," Patty laughed.

"I want to," he smiled, and then he took the slippery penises on their strip of plastic and began inserting each one slowly. It was a bit difficult, and the men all watched the operation ever so closely.

"We all should have been born with two dongs," Marty smiled, "then, we could fuck both holes at the same time-that'd be some fuckin', huh?"

"It sure would," Patty smiled, and the man now had the plastic penises thrusting in and out of Patty with such precision, she was pumping back, gripping it, and fucking just as if a man was drilling her.

Two other men decided they might as well take advantage of her bosoms.

"Want to suck on those knockers?" Marty smiled as he observed the men drooling over her.

They both nodded, and then they got on the bed beside her, bending over and letting their mouths go over the breasts. Soon, they were sucking on her enormous nipples, and Patty was enjoying it. .

The other men watching felt themselves stiffen. And then Patty realized it wasn't just a dog-act that she was getting paid for.

"Men, it's about time we give Patty something to remember us by!"

"Alright," the dark-skinned man smiled, pulling out the dildoes, and then he straddled her himself and thrust his penis before her vagina.

"Wow!" the dark-skinned, long-donged man smiled as he slid himself inside her hot hole. "Grab that, will you, baby?"

Now that he was in her, Patty discovered it was a lot of fun to have him arching his back so he could thrust his penis into her vagina, and yet at the same time two men's mouths were fastened to her breasts.

"Oh, does that ever feel good," she enthused, "I love it-I love having both you fuckers on me-screw me-screw my cunt!"

Such encouragement from a beautiful young girl sent electric thrills up and down the man's spine, as he stabbed her. Marty whacked his butt, and smiled, "Fuck her, stud-fuck her!"

Prince was becoming jealous! He wanted to get inside her, and he resented having this much competition. It had been bad enough enduring it when Tom and his brother were drilling her. But now that she was getting it from three men, he was deeply disgusted, but powerless.

Patty wasn't unhappy though. She was thoroughly enjoying the action. The men were young, husky, and handsome and their mouths on her tits kept her stimulated. While the man screwing her built to a certain pitch, she knew she couldn't stand much more without gushing herself. But, she didn't have long to wait. The hot penis exploded in her pussy, and she gripped it tightly with her cunt muscles.

The vigorous man who was stabbing her gash gasped, "Fuck it, baby-fuck it! I'm coming now-ohhhh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes, that's how I like it!"

The wild fucking sensations continued until he pulled his penis out, the cum dripping over her body, and then the two men who'd been licking her breasts, demanded, "Let us fuck your ass-hole, and your cunt at the same time. How does that grab you!"

"Beautiful," Patty laughed, carried away with the excitement of it all. "Yes-yes-fuck me!"

She rolled over on her side, and the muscular young men got beside her, one fore, one aft.

And then one of them drilled her vagina, the other her anus. The action was delayed when the man sliding his tool in her tight ass-hole stopped at the entrance.

"Hey, I can't get it up there," he complained.

"Better use this," she laughed, tossing him the open vaseline jar that she'd been using to get the dildoes up there. The man pulled his male member out of the crack between her buttocks, and then greased himself.

"Need a lube job to get it up there," Marty laughed.

"Right-on," he smiled, as he greased his penis up to the point where he could ram it up there. And then, she felt him sliding in smoothly. Still, when it came to the tight anal ring it stopped.

"I hate to give you the shaft," he laughed, and then he thrust forward with a hard, driving motion, and the huge penis went into her.

"Ohhhh, yes, yes," she panted, "That feels great! Two cocks are better than one!"

"That's the truth," Marty smiled, "But how about three, cocksucker."

He got above her on the bed, and while the one man rode her vagina, and the other drove his tool into her anus, he flipped his penis in front of her face.

"See that prick?" he smiled, "Suck it for me!"

Patty pulled his penis into her mouth, determined to experience every sexual thrill in the book. With three men pumping their meat into her body, she was excited, delighted, turned-on, but her poor dog Prince was more confused than ever.

"Fuck-fuck it," he panted, as she sucked away on him, and he finally slid it down her throat, enjoying the ride.

"Why don't we try something really tremendous?" Marty smiled. "Go back in the other rooms and grab a couple of leather belts, and whack them down over the butts of the two fuckers here. That'll give them better drive as they drill her cunt, and fuck her ass."

Patty was full of cock now. One drilling her ass-hole, the other stabbing up her cunt, the third shoving down her throat, and she was never more excited.

"Suck my meat," Marty smiled as he watched her lips encase his cock as he stabbed it down her throat. "Suck that dick! Yes, baby-yes, yes, eat that monster prick!"

Patty couldn't wait until the moment when Marty would unload, and she hoped that the other two men would make it on target. What if we could all go off at once? That was the torrid sexual thought that flashed through her mind at that moment.

The man drilling her ass-hole, asked her, "Grab my dick, baby. Keep your ass-muscles going. That's it, fuck it for me! Fuck it, fuck it!"

And the other man stabbing her vagina was getting his kicks. "Oh, baby, you've got a cunt on you that won't stop! You're fucking me ninety miles an hour. You're turned-on. You on speed, baby?"

Patty almost laughed when he said that. Sure, she could keep her hips twisting, her cunt muscles clasping, her ass muscles gripping, her mouth sucking, and she didn't need any help from 'speed'. The thing that kept Patty run-ring was her own hot, passionate desires that propelled her to fuck, fuck, fuck!

"Shove it up her ass-hole," Marty panted, as he pushed it down her throat. "Come on, baby-take that cock! Come on!"

And the man thrusting into her vagina, panted, "Ohhh, baby, you've got a snapping pussy. You sure know how to grind it. Ahhhh, ohhhh, baby, I can't stop it! It's too much! I'm coming, I'm coming, keep fucking, keep fucking!"

Patty was jet-propelled at this point. She wouldn't quit grinding her hips for anything. She loved the action, and she tightly squeezed the huge hunk of meat inside her vagina, as he shot his load. The hot sperm flashing inside her bathed her in a hot splash of sperm.

"Oh, wow-I'm shooting, baby," the man sliding it up her ass-hole, gasped, as he got his rocks off. "Keep it up, honey-keep grabbing it-milk it-milk it, baby!"

He didn't stop thrusting until he'd unloaded, and then he let his penis stay in there just like the other man, while Marty exploded in her mouth.

"Got a juicy load for you, doll," Marty smiled, reaching down to hold her head, as he poured his cum down her throat. Patty tried to taste it, as it bolted down her throat in a steady gush.

"Suck it-suck that prick," he told her, proud of his balls jiggling on her chin. "Yes, baby, yes-suck that juicy dong!"

Patty didn't pull off his penis until she'd finished sucking all the cum out of Marty, and when he finally slid out, the other two men pulled their, dripping-with-cum, pricks out of her too, and she lay back breathless.

"I need a drink," Patty giggled.

Another man waved his penis in front of her face, and she pushed his" pecker-meat aside. "Later, lover, later-booze now, cock-juice, later!"

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Patty would not do another man until she had something to drink. And then she got so stoned she was ready to take on an army.

"I'll do it dog style," she laughed, getting on all fours. "I can take one up the ass-hole, and blow another prick-how about that?"

The men who hadn't gotten their rocks off lined up. Patty was excited at the idea of getting to suck all that delicious sperm out of all those penises in the lineup. And she also figured she'd get a good ass-fucking.

When she got on all fours, the first man stepped forward, his penis in his hand and presented himself to her.

She looked at its veined, hard surface, and teased the tip of it with her tongue. Then, circling it with her mouth she started sucking on the head of it. The man didn't touch her. Instead, he acted cool, remote, standing with both legs spread, and slowly shoved it in and out, coolly commenting, "Damned good cocksucker, I'll tell you that!"

Whacking her buttocks with one hard hand, the Mexican, olive-skinned man got on the bed behind her, and began sliding his huge, throbbing penis into her ass-hole. Her ass muscles had been stretched, but to accommodate this huge penis demanded a good shafting from the Mexican. He gripped her round buttocks, and smiled, "Here it is, baby-nine inches!"

Saying no more, he thrust himself in and out of her hot, tight ass-hole.

"Fuck it," he panted, as he pushed it in and out of her tremendous tight ass-hole. He'd fucked ass before but never such a smooth, elastic ass as this girl possessed. He could quickly see why she was such a fucking favorite.

"Look how she takes it in," he smiled, at the other men who were watching close by.

"Hurry up," one of them told him, "Ram it to her!" And ram it he did, until he felt the huge penis exploding in her tight, twisting ass-hole.

Driving it in till the hilt, he watched the balls bounce against her behind. "Fuck it!" he told her, "Fuck that ass-hole!" And she went on fucking back to him, so he could get it all out. The man sliding it in her face, got so excited, it triggered his balls to orgasm.

"Suck it, sweetie, suck it," he told her, "Ohh, ahhhh, yes, yes, that's it-suck that prick!"

She sucked its juicy goodness, and let the white cum give her taste buds a delicious, sticky treat.

"She sure-likes my stuff," the man commented, as she mouthed him, savoring his semen.

"Hurry up," another impatient man tapped the man who was thrusting it up her ass-hole. "Hurry up-and fuck fast-so I can get it in her!"

"I'm finishing, partner," he smiled, "here we go!" And then, he pulled his long, hard penis out of her ass-hole.

As he pulled his sticky penis out of her hot, tight ass-hole, he was really excited yet, and wished he could suck her cunt. The other man who'd whacked her butt mounted her, and he got beneath her, so he could let his tongue glide along the smooth surface of her slit, so he could suck her.

"Suck that pussy," Patty told him, enjoying it, but she couldn't tell him another time, as a new man was holding his rod in front of her mouth.

"Got something for you, hot mouth," the man smiled, and as Patty took his penis in her hand, she felt the penis sliding up her rosy rectum. She looked behind, and a big man was straddling her. He wasn't being careful either. Roughly, he said, "I'll sock it to you, honey!" And he did! His hard, driving penis drove up her ass-hole, and she rode it back. This gave the man a big charge.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck it," he panted, as he pushed it into her. "Thata' girl-go!"

She felt the huge, hot cock gliding down her throat, and the man guiding her head, and once again she felt she was being sucked in a sexual whirlpool with one man eating her pussy, another one riding her ass-hole, while the third one was busily engaged shoving his mainstem down her throat.

Prince was really feeling left out. One fuck-in' woman, and about twenty fuckin' men, and one fuckin' dog-sure he'd have to come down at the last of the list, and he was disgusted. After all, wasn't his cock longer, stronger, and just as cool as some of the pricks pushing up his mistress.

Patty supported herself with one hand for a moment as she brought her fingers up to play with the weighty testicles of the man she was sucking on now.

"Suck that prick," he smiled, "Suck it!" Patty did indeed suck it. He thrust it down her throat one minute, and she felt like a sword swallower. The next moment, he'd pull it out, so Patty could direct her mouth action over the head of it. Letting her tongue twirl around it in hot, licking sensations provided him with high-voltage sexual excitement.

"Oh, yes, baby-yes-suck-suck that juicy prick," the man shoving it down her throat smiled, as he watched the young girl take him on. Meantime, the huge ramrod stabbing her ass-hole, slid way in, and pulled way out.

"Good ass-fucker," he grinned to the men surrounding him, "Nothing like tight-ass to turn you on!"

The man mouthing her vagina, let his tongue stab her, touching her labia, licking her soft, hot walls, and then flicking back and forth on her clitoris.

Two men were pulling on their penises, cupping their balls in their hands.

"This is a good way to get your gun off too," one man smiled, "Good old-fashioned hand-job."

"Right," the other man replied, observing how his partner pulled the huge penis, and enjoying it, as they both tried outpacing each other with their swift hand action.

"Jerk it," one of the men cried to the other, and they both laughed, as they pulled to get their rocks off.

Patty was perplexed. She hated to see men beat their meat when her mouth was ready, willing and able. She sucked swiftly, trying to bring the prick that was crammed down her throat to a swift climax.

"Ohhh, yes, baby doll. Suck that meat! Faster, baby. Ohhhh, ahhhhh-now-now, ohhhhh, ahhhh, eat it, eat it!"

The hot sperm shot down her throat, as Patty sucked joyously, and then the man stabbing his prick up her ass-hole got his rocks off too. Driving it in as far as he could get it, he vigorously massaged her soft buttocks, and shot his gun off.

Throwing his head from side to side, he panted, "Ohhh, ahhh-I never had it so goodfuck it, milk it, baby-keep grabbing my dick in your sweet ass-hole!"

Patty was becoming proud of herself, so proud in fact, she came right-on, and the man mouthing her got a face full of hot female juices which delighted him.

Once Patty finished sucking the joint, she gladly let it slide out, and calling to the two men who were going to town in hand-job action, she said, "Get over here, fuckers, and let me give you a first-class blow-job."

Both men moved over swiftly.

"Now, I can't take two men in my mouth at once," she giggled, "not that I wouldn't like to."

One man moved aside, and Patty assured him, "We won't be long! So hang-in there, honey!"

As the penis slid into her mouth, her full-red lips encased it and she sucked smoothly, deciding she probably could bring it off in her mouth instantly, without a lot of throat-fucking.

That she had calculated correctly, was proven when he began grabbing her head, grunting, "Ohhh, now, baby-now-suck it off!"

The hot load flashed out of his penis, into her mouth, and she swallowed him.

The man waiting behind him, said, "Hurry it up-I'm so hot, I'm going to explode in my hand if you don't-"

"Alright, alright," the man turned, happily relieved, and ready to give him his chance at her face. Just as he slipped the penis into place, another man was at her behind, parting her tender, now tired ass-cheeks, and sliding himself into her cum-slick anus.

"Oh, wow!" he gasped, "She's an easy rider. It just slides in smooth as glass, that's what I call hot ass!"

The men laughed, as they watched Patty go to town on the hot rod in her mouth. She twirled her tongue around it, building up a solid, sure suction, and then it came. The man gripped her head as his gun went off.

"Suck that prick," he told her, "Suck that dick!" The beautiful, hard penis hadn't taken long to do its thing. His sensitive balls were agitated, hot and ready.

The hot flashes of sperm turned Patty on. He was loaded. More cum perhaps than any other man that evening. The sustained excitement the orgy had produced was above and beyond anything she'd ever imagined an orgy to be.

The dim blue and green lights, the vibrant fuck-type music, and the king-size bed all set the atmosphere, and with the stoned-out-of-their-skulls men boarding the bed to mount her, she was in her own version of heaven.

As soon as she'd finished sucking the one man off, the other one had built his movements to a passionate pitch beyond the others.

"Oh, this is wild. I've fucked women up the ass-hole, but never in a gang-bang like this," he panted, bending over so he could grasp her bosoms, and pinching the nipples, he drove it to her hard.

"Fuck it," he gasped, "Ohhh, baby, give it to me!" Patty thrust her pelvis back to meet his cockthrust, and as she felt the fingertips pinching her erect nipples, surges of sexual frenzy flashed through her .

"Ohhh, ahhh-yes-yes, fuck-fuck, fuck it," she begged him, unable to get enough cock up her hot ass-hole.

"You're a real groovy gal," the man panted, "Ohhh, yes, I'm almost there! I feel it down to my toes! Ohhh, ahhh-here it comes!"

Hot jets of sperm shot out of his cock, and Patty pinched her anus, squeezing the juice out of the head of his penis. "Ahhh, ohhhh, yes, yes, fuck-fuck it off!"

She came again, surprising even herself. The multiple orgasms the orgy action had produced were too much. "Ohhh, ahhh, that's it-fuck-fuck it!"

Patty's backfield was in motion for as long as the man thrust it to her, and then she collapsed in a heap on the bed, and her eye caught sight of the tie that Harry had told her she could wear as a mask to conceal her identity.

That seemed like an eternity ago, so much had happened in the meantime.

Prince came over quickly. And suddenly it flashed into her mind that she actually was only being paid to perform with the dog, yet when the opportunity came along, she'd gone along with a wild orgy.

The dog wanted his, and Patty laughed, "Your turn now, lover!"

Flipping her legs up in the air, she laughed, "Come on, Prince-give it to me!"

The dog placed his paws on her, and she reached down to guide his tool into her slit. The long, hard penis stabbed into the girl's hot, much used cunt. The men applauded.

"Look at that dog fucker go," Marty smiled, "That girl is a wonder!"

At least someone approved of her, Patty thought to herself. And she decided she'd really give them a good show-if that was what they wanted.

Gripping the dog's penis in her vagina, she pumped on it vigorously.

"Ohhh, ahhhh-keep it up," she urged Prince on. Prince had become so excited watching the men get theirs, that he didn't require long to climax. The hot load exploded in seconds, and Patty pumped her hips, gripped tightly in her vagina, to milk the penis of its contents.

"Fuck me, ohhh, fuck me, Prince," she gasped, as she felt the dog's juices bathing her vagina with more sticky sperms.

Now that he'd gotten his, Prince pulled proudly off her, and the men clapped for him, too.

Patty petted him, "Good boy, good boy," she giggled, and when the men had finished their applause, they started filing into the other rooms, and soon she was left alone with Marty who was settling up the payoff with Harry.

"Two fifty-" Marty counted out, handing him five fifties. Harry double-checked, and then thanked Marty.

"Good show," Marty smiled, "We enjoyed it-take care!" Then, he strode naked out of the room, and Harry smiled, "Honey, you never did me!"

"After all that-haven't I done enough?"

"Just a quickie," he smiled, "I'm curious to know what it's like to ram it up there after everybody else has shot their load."

"Alright, but I'm warning you-it's awfully sticky inside me now-and you know why."

"I do," Harry said, mounting Patty to get his own kicks. She lay back, and he thrust it up her vagina. With solid, hard thrusts, he drove it up there.

"Ohhh, does that ever feel good," she panted, "Yes, baby, you're better than all those old fuckers."

"You're putting me on," Harry said, thrusting away. And then the two of them embraced, and with her pussy gripping his penis, he got his rocks off in short order.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Harry kept his word, and before they left the motel, he gave her four of the fifty dollar bills Marty had handed him, keeping just one for himself.

Patty took a long time cleaning herself out, and then she told Harry, "Let me loll in the tub a few minutes. I need the rest and relaxation."

"Alright," he agreed, and she lay back in the bathtub, luxuriating in the afterglow of a wild screwing session, and trying to think of what she should do next.

"We'd better split," Harry told her, "I mean it's early in the morning. It's four a. m."

"Alright," Patty smiled, stepping out of the tub and drying off. She wanted to tell Harry about her sudden discovery she was adopted but she didn't know if she dared to or not. On the way home, she asked him, "Harry, did you ever think of going someplace else to live?"

"Oh, sure, I guess everybody wants out now and then," he smiled. "Why, something eating you-"

"I was thinking of Florida. I've read so much about it. I've never been there, but from what I've seen of the place it does look beautiful."

"Why do you want to leave home?"

"Don't ask me why," Patty smiled, "I just want to get out of here. This two hundred is enough to take me to Florida."

"But what can you do there?"

"Oh, I don't know," she said, "It's just that my life is so mixed up-I don't know where to go."

The morning air was cool, and Patty stepped out of the car, thanking Harry.

As she looked at him, she realized he was just a big, overgrown kid who barely knew how to take care of himself, say nothing of giving her good advice.

"Thanks, Harry-we had a ball," she laughed, "take care of yourself-"

"You do the same," Harry told her. When Patty got back to her apartment, her mind was made up. She had nothing to cling to here, and in Florida, with the sun shining all the time, she could get over her depressed feelings, and begin again. Things would be different. And she'd never get caught in the sex trap again. She began charting plans for her big move. The best day to go would be on Monday. Sunday, she could pack. And then Prince flashed into her mind. Could she take him along? She looked into his questioning eyes, and she went over to pat him on the head.

"I'd never leave you behind," she assured him. And now, she knew she needed some sleep. Dawn was streaking across the horizon, and she had much to do.

She got some sleep, but it was a troubled sleep, and five short hours later, she got up and began packing. She didn't own much, and she was glad she didn't. Her portable TV, and a clock radio were the biggest items. The rest were her clothes, many items she decided to toss out, as she never wore them anyway. But, now she was prepared to take the trip, and she hoped she would have the courage of her convictions to follow through. Sunday night found her all packed but for the TV and radio. She decided to go to the landlord and offer to sell them cheaply.

At the same time, she told him she had to leave her apartment, and she was delighted he decided to buy both items. Of course, she lost quite a bit, but she knew she couldn't begin to get what she'd paid for them, and it didn't bother her much. When she went to bed on Sunday night, she was all set for the big move on Monday.

Prince slept in bed with her, and she clutched him tightly. He was really the only living thing on earth she could count on and knowing this forged a bond of love nothing else could. When she got up the next morning, she went to the travel agent to find out about taking Prince. It was explained Prince could go, but he'd have to be placed in a special dog compartment. She didn't like to be separated from him, but if that was the only way they could go to Florida fast, she'd have to do it.

"Alright," she told the travel agent, and then she paid her cash for their transportation, and arranged for a night flight to Florida.

Going to the bank, she closed out her checking, and obtained Traveler's Checks, wondering how long the six hundred dollars she'd saved up so carefully would last.

She reluctantly decided to go through with it, although she was beginning to have doubts, and fears of loneliness haunting her every move. That afternoon, she drove to a used car lot, and sold her car. They gave her an awful beating on the car, but at this point, she was accepting her fate. But it wasn't easy. Then, she went back to pack. And later, she took a walk past the high school she'd gone to. It seemed to her it had been light-years ago when she'd been happy and carefree. The old, tired, brick schoolhouse held many happy memories.

But, soon all that would be in the past and she would be starting all over again. A start she feared, yet one she felt compelled to make.

Then, she thought she'd walk by her parents' house for one last look. But as she turned the corner, she decided against it. What if her father should walk out? What if her mother should come tearing out of the place and give her hot hell for a sendoff ? She felt she'd had enough, and turned around, going back to her apartment. When it was time to go, she phoned a taxi from the apartment house pay-phone because she'd had her phone service stopped. She told the taxi driver she wanted to ride to the airport, and he picked her up a few moments later. With her personal possessions down to two suitcases, she walked out with Prince on a leash.

"You taking that dog on the plane with you?" the cab driver asked.

"Yes, is there anything wrong with that?" she demanded abruptly.

"Oh, no-no-beautiful dog. What kind of dog is he, lady?"

"He's a German Shepherd," Patty told him proudly, "And I have papers on him, too."

"Nice," the taxi-driver smiled, but inside he was laughing at her preoccupation with the dog.

He drove her speedily to the airport, and then he went over to the door after he'd stopped, and opened it respectfully, smiling, "Nice dog-yeah-have a good time!"

"Thank you," Patty told him, adding a couple dollars tip to the fare from her house to the airport.

"Takes all kinds," the taxi-driver shrugged, as she walked away in the distance. Patty didn't find it difficult to get Prince all set up for his plane ride. The man at the desk where she weighed in her luggage took charge of Prince.

"Thanks," she told him, and then she went to Gate 24 to await boarding her night-flight to Miami.

When the boarding was announced, she stood in line, and once her ticket had been verified she walked down the ramp to the airplane. She couldn't wait for the take-off. Once aloft, she looked down on the city, and inwardly said, 'good riddance', as the plane soared high into the stratosphere.

She was sitting beside a dark-skinned man who spoke with a foreign accent, and she thought he was paying some attention to her. She was sitting at a window-seat, and there was a seat between herself, and him where he sat on the aisle.

Finally, he spoke to her, "How are you, tonight?"

"Just fine," Patty replied.

And when the waitress came around to ask if either of them wanted drinks, he asked her softly, cagily, "could I buy you a drink?"

"Oh, I'd like that," Patty smiled, "A bourbon and seven for me would be just fine."

"I'll take a whiskey sour," the man smiled at the stewardess, and then he continued talking. "I'm from Argentina," he went on happily, "and I'm visiting Miami for a week or so."

"Oh, that's nice," she nodded, "I've never been anywhere."

"You'd love South America," he smiled.

"I know I would," she assured him, "I've seen most of the capital cities in the movies. Rio looks fantastic. I'd love to go there."

"You'd like Argentina too," he assured her, "We have mountains, and waterfalls, and fabulous sunswept beaches you'd have to see to believe."

"Well, never having been to Miami-that'll be a big thrill for me," she assured him.

Just then the stewardess brought them both the drinks that they'd ordered, and he handed the bourbon and seven over to Patty, who took it gratefully, and thanked him. He sipped his whisky sour as he paid the stewardess, and explained, "I'm going to have a rented car waiting for me when I get to Miami, so if you need a lift anywhere-I'd be glad to help out."

"Oh, that's nice of you, but there are two of us-"

"Oh," the man gulped his drink nervously, wondering if he was intruding in someone else's territory. "I'm sorry!"

Patty laughed, "It's me and Prince-"

"Prince," the Argentine man asked, wondering if she could mean some kind of royalty.

"My dog, Prince," she laughed.

"Oh, ahh-that's very funny," he mumbled, "Well, I'd be real happy to take you anywhere to find accommodations. Or maybe you've got someone who is meeting you."

"No," Patty told him frankly, "I'm alone."

"That's nice," the man said softly, "want another drink?"

"Don't mind if I do," Patty smiled. "I-need another one as a matter-of-fact."

The man from Argentina didn't know what precisely was bugging the young girl who sat across from him, but he knew it was something or most likely somebody. But the fact she was alone, made it awfully nice for him, and he decided to take full advantage of the fact.

"Oh, could we have another round," he called out to the stewardess, who nodded knowingly, "Certainly!"

Moments later, they were served refills, and then they got to talking.

"I'm running away from everything," she smiled, "My past isn't worth that much." Patty snapped her fingers.

"But, you've got a future-a new place, another set of friends, a real chance to begin again."

"You're so right," Patty nodded, "I need a new start, and from what I've heard there's a lot happening in Miami."

"You bet there is," he replied, "Now, let me introduce myself. I'm Carlos-and you are-"

Extending her hand to shake his, she smiled, "Just call me Patty."

He took her hand in both of his hands, and held it warmly. "Patty, I'm so glad you sat next to me tonight, because Miami can be a very dangerous place for a gorgeous young girl like you."

"I'm not afraid," Patty said flatly, looking into his eyes, with an-inner integrity that impressed Carlos.

"There are a lot of old men who prey on young, shapely girls like you and eat them up alive," Carlos laughed.

"I've heard that," Patty said, "and that's why I'm heading for Miami Beach."

Releasing her hand, Carlos laughed, "Beautiful-but be careful. A young woman has to make sure she doesn't get in with the wrong people, so take care. I'm not saying don't ever go out with anybody," he insisted, "I'm asking you to go out with me, but be careful."

"Should I be careful about going out with you?" Patty smiled.

"Maybe," he laughed, and just then the stewardesses were serving the dinner. As they reached over Carlos with the tray, he took a good close-up look at the stewardess, and her giant-size bosoms, which amused him.

Then, she served him his meal, and as the soft music played over the airplane stereo system they dined on the gourmet meal that was being served.

"This is a fabulous meal," Patty told him, "I guess this is a good airline."

"The best," Carlos nodded.

After they'd finished eating, Carlos smiled, "How about another drink-an after-dinner

"Before dinner drinks, after dinner drinksyou sure like to drink a lot, don't you, Carlos?"

"Yes," he smiled, "It relaxes me."

"Alright," Patty went along with him, "I'll have another." That was the word Carlos was waiting for. He called the stewardess over rapidly, ordering some more drinks.

When they'd been served their third drink, he felt sure, he'd plied her with enough alcohol, to loosen her up.

"So, it's alright then if I show you around Miami when we get there?"

"As long as it's okay to take my dog Prince with us?" Patty laughed.

"Prince is welcome. Absolutely," he smiled. And a few hours later, as the giant plane soared down over Miami Beach, Patty leaned forward to look at the lights.

"Fasten your seat-belts, and stop all smoking. We are now landing in Miami International Airport. The temperature is seventy-two, and we thank you for traveling with us, and hope you'll again be flying our way."

The strip of land that comprised Miami Beach projected out into the dark ocean waters like a bejeweled arm, glistening, dazzling.

"What a beautiful city from up here," Patty said, as she felt awed by the magnificence of Miami, and Miami Beach. She was so impressed with it, she hardly noticed Carlo's attentive eyes were scanning her shapely body, with hot interest. And letting his tongue slide along his lower lip, he heaved a sigh, overcome by what a sexy package she was.

"Isn't Miami fantastic?" Patty turned to tell Carlos.

"Wild and wooly," Carlos nodded, "Beautiful ! "

But what Patty didn't know was that his comments weren't meant for Miami. They were meant for her.

His penis was hardening, and he didn't know how he could stand up without it showing. He pressed the newspaper down in his lap, to try to bring it down, but every time he looked at Patty, he suddenly felt himself, rising.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

As they disembarked, Patty turned to tell him, "They might make me wait for Prince. Maybe you'd better go ahead. I hate to keep you waiting."

"No problem," Carlos assured her, finding it difficult to walk with such an erection.

Going to the Luggage Chute, they waited for their luggage, to slide down the chute and onto the circular round aluminum rack that went around and around where people waited to reach out to their baggage.

"They won't send your dog down the chute," he laughed, "How will they get him here?"

Then, turning Patty saw Prince on a small platform being wheeled in his box, which looked like a cardboard prison, with its slits.

"There he is-there's my dog," she exclaimed excitedly.

"May I check your luggage tickets?" the porter asked, and when she confirmed that the dog was hers, the man left the dog with her, and then they both went back to grab their lug-lage which required about ten more minutes of waiting. Then, Carlos said, "My car will be over there at the Car Rental office."

Together, they walked over to it, and Patty got a real big surprise when the man pointed to the white Cougar waiting for him.

"Oh, what a nice sports car," she smiled, enthused and elated.

When Carlos saw how elated she was over the glistening white Cougar, he was delighted he'd rented it.

He opened the door for Patty and Prince and they both got into the car.

"Now where can I take you?" he smiled warmly.

"I don't know," she said simply.

"You don't have reservations?"

"No-no, I just wanted to get away."

"Hmmmm. Well, I do have reservations-but just for me. Maybe I could-" Then, Carlos hesitated. He waited for her to pick up the slack if she was interested.

"I could sleep on the floor," she volunteered.

"Oh, no," Carlos said, "I've got a huge bed-there would be plenty of room-plenty."

"Alright," Patty said softly, trying deliberately not to act too forward, figuring Carlos would think he wasn't getting much if she cheapened herself by acting anxious.

"Maybe I'll stop and buy a couple of bottles of booze and some ice cubes," Carlos suggested.

"Alright," Patty said reluctantly. When he stopped at the liquor store, she had a sudden urge to turn away from this kind of life. If she fled on foot, she could begin anew in Miami, and not sell herself to men for anything. Then, the thought of being all alone haunted her, and she couldn't bear it. She decided she might as well play along with Carlos. Anything was better than being alone. Once she got used to Miami, and the new life, she could go out on her own, and maybe find an office job and live a decent, respectable life.

Carlos came back to the car, his face wreathed in smiles of anticipation. The expression of a man on the make had become familiar to her. The eyes would sparkle, the entire attitude would be one of celebration, and it was all part of the seduction phase of the relationship.

Carlos drove directly to Miami Shores Motel, a modernistic white building perched on a small cliff, overlooking a beach on Miami. He went in to the hotel clerk, and got his key, and then came back to her.

"This is a swinging place. You'll like it."

"I'm sure I will," Patty smiled, and reached back to stroke Prince. Prince looked at her with such a hungry expression, she suddenly remembered, "Oh, I forgot something!"

"What, baby?" Carlos asked, hoping she wasn't going to cop-out on him.

"I need some dog-food for him."

"Oh, ahh," he laughed nervously, "Tell you what we'll do. You go on into the room and wait for me, and I'll go to a deli or a liquor store and find something."

"I hate to put you oift so much," Patty insisted, "I really do, but I can see he is starving."

"Well, I don't want him to eat me," Carlos laughed, "That's what I might ask you to do!"

Patty didn't respond. Playing it cool, she said nothing, and this made Carlos apologize. "I'm sorry," he said, "I didn't mean anything. Just a funny that wasn't funny."

"Oh, that's alright," she replied. And then, Carlos parked the car, and went out and opened the door for her. And once she was in the motel, she marveled at the room. It was spectacular with purple carpeting, white walls, and an orchid bedspread. Carlos put the drinks down, and said, "You can fix me a drink while I'm gone."

"Alright," she smiled, and then she waited for him to come back with some meat for her dog. With her luggage still in his car trunk, she wasn't about to take off. She fixed a couple of drinks, and turned on the TV and watched an old Bette Davis movie. As Bette went through her agonies in one of her thirties flicks, she found how similar her life had been, tragedy compounded upon tragedy. And it did disturb her.

Finally, Carlos returned with some food for the dog. He went over to her and smiled, "Here's some food for Prince."

"Oh, thank you," she said gratefully, as she opened the wrapper. "But this is roast beef," she said.

"Anything wrong with that?"

"Oh, no-see he's wild for it." Patty put the food down on the floor and the hungry dog greedily gobbled it down. Then, Carlos came over and took the drink she'd fixed for him, and began guzzling down the booze. She drank some more, and then he suggested, "I always sleep in the nude. How do you sleep?"

"Funny-I do too."

"Good, let's go to sleep," he laughed.

"Let's," she smiled, and she started undressing. Now, Carlos knew he was on.

Patty knew she shouldn't be going back to patterns she'd vowed to leave behind. Yet, she felt obligated to pay Carlos in some way for all the kind things he'd done for her. And so, he was obtaining the benefit of her innocence and youth. It didn't take Patty long to strip, and when he saw her saucy breasts bounce out to freedom, he licked his lips.

"Nice, baby-real nice!"

But what impressed him the most was Patty's shaved vagina. Glancing down there, he said, "Shaved box-oh, I like that!"

Then, he was down to his shorts, and Patty smiled, "Need some help, honey?"

"Yes," he said, "If you want to."

"Why not?" she laughed, as she came over to him naked, and beautiful, and dropping to her knees as if in reverence of his male member, she slowly eased his shorts down over his buttocks, and then when she came to the penis, a problem developed. He had gotten so rock-hard, she had to reach down there, and fish the penis out of his shorts. As it flopped into view, she smiled, "Wow."

"Like?"

Patty nodded, opening her mouth in reply, and Carlos wasted no time in sliding his male penis into her hot mouth. Patty's full, sensuous red lips closed over the shaft, and her mouth sucked as he slid himself into her.

"Suck that prick," he panted, "Suck it for me, baby, suck it!" And Patty went to town, letting her tongue do its thing. Then, she played with his weighty testicles, all the time letting her mouth travel the length of the penis to its base.

Now, the quivering cock was being sucked with such skill and expertise that the dark-skinned Argentine man marveled at the innocent-appearing young girl's skill at cocksucking.

"Ohhh, that's it, beautiful-suck my prick! Suck it for me-you know how, don't you, darling?"

Patty's hands left his testicles, as she reached around his behind, and began massaging his buttocks, enjoying him immensely.

"Suck it!" he commanded, "Suck my prick! Ohhh, ahhh-yes, yes, baby-suck that dick!"

He couldn't take much of this action, and all at once the penis shot in her mouth, the hot, sticky sperm spurting in liquid waves of erotic pleasure.

"Swallow it, Patty-ahhh, ohhhh, suck it all out! Ahhhh, eat my meat," the man demanded, and Patty accommodated him the best she knew how.

"Thata girl," he gasped, "Suck my prick! Suck it for me!"

She sucked all the juice out of Carlos' cock, and as she pulled her mouth off, he said, "That was the best cocksuck I ever had."

Rising from the floor, Patty felt purified, and renewed by this South American man's praise.

"Really?"

"Bet your sweet ass," he smiled, "Let's have another drink." Patty stepped over to the dresser, and prepared some more drinks for them, and then they sat down on the edge of the bed.

"I knew you'd be a great screw when I saw you on the plane," the man smiled.

"How did you know that?" she asked him frankly.

"Oh, I don't know. Just the male instinct I guess."

"You're so beautiful," she smiled, "I could just suck your ass out."

"Would you?" Carlos asked eagerly.

"Sure, I will-turn over on the bed."

"Just a minute," Carlos smiled, and then he went over to his luggage, and opening up a small handbag brought out a strange rubber thing with nodules on it, that he promptly slipped over his penis.

"What's that?" Patty asked.

"Rubber French tickler," he told her, "haven't you ever been fucked with one of these?"

"No," Patty laughed, "I haven't."

"Well, honey, when you get me hot again with a good, hot ass suck, I'll screw you with this on my dick."

"Super," Patty smiled, "now turn over and I'll eat your ass out."

The Argentine man flipped over, and Patty got down there, and brushing her soft breasts over his firm, round behind, she bent over and let her tongue start licking his back. Then, she swept her tongue over his buttocks.

"Get your tongue right up there in my ass-hole," he insisted. Patty pushed down, letting her breasts rest on his thighs, and parting his hairy, dark-skinned ass-cheeks buried her face in his behind. Her tongue shot out, and she licked all around his anus, finally stiffening and thrusting it up there.

As her tongue stabbed his ass-hole, he tightened his ass-muscles, gripping it firmly in that position.

"Oh, baby, that's wild," he told her, "You really know how to make a horny man happy. Fuck it! Fuck it! Ohhhh, ahhhh. Tongue-fuck my ass-hole," he told her excitedly, reaching back to hold his buttocks apart, so she could slip her tongue up there farther.

"That's it-shove it up there, baby, shove it!"

"Stop it now," he finally was forced to tell her, "I-I can't stand much more of it. Ohhh, baby, that's enough! Stop." Much as Patty hated to tear her tongue out of his ass-hole at this high-point of excitement, nevertheless Carlos had asked her to, so she did it.

"Turn over, honey," he demanded, and then he straddled her, as he guided his penis into her hot hole. The rubber nodules on the French tickler did indeed add a completely new dimension of sexual excitement to her body.

"Fuck me," she begged, "Fuck me, lover, fuck me!" And as the French tickler excited the walls of her vagina, Carlos asked, "Finger-fuck my ass-hole. It's nice and slick from all that tongue-fucking."

"Sure, lover," Patty smiled, reaching back to pry his ass-cheek apart, so she could slide a finger up his tight anus. Once she was thrusting inside him, he said, "Let's do it at the same speed-okay? You fuck my ass, I fuck your cunt!"

"Beautiful," Patty cried out in passionate pleasure, "Ohhh, lover, I never Jcnew fucking Could be so fantastic."

And Patty felt the same way. She'd never had anyone do her the way Carlos was doing her now. The French tickler nodules had her flipping out.

"Take it easy," she panted, finally, "Ohhh, wow-are you rutting into me."

"Am I hurting you?" he smiled.

"No, no," she laughed, "It's beautiful!"

And it was too. A whole world of new sex thrills shot through Patty's body as Carlos' cock stabbed into her, as the French tickler nodules on the head of his penis did their thing. And then he shot his gun off.

"I'm coming, Patty. Pump it for me."

Patty pumped, and then she came on target too. "Ohhh, ahhh, Carlos, baby-I'm coming too," she said, sliding her finger in and out of his ass-hole.

Once they'd had their sex, she lay there, limp.

Carlos pulled his sticky penis out of her, and went to the bathroom to wash off. And then he came back and they fell asleep in each others arms. Patty didn't take long to fall asleep, and once she was asleep, she didn't awaken until the next morning. She looked for Carlos-but he was gone. Prince was there, and she called him over to her.

"Oh, Prince," she wept, "You love me-you love me, even if nobody else does, dammit."

The bright-eyed, young German Shepherd dog seemed to understand what she was saying.

And he wagged his tail.

As the sobs wracked her body, she cried out in despair but no help or solace would seem to come. Finally, she fell asleep. The next day she went job-hunting. If she could get back in office work. That might be the answer. But endless forms had to be filled out. Endless waiting, and then nothing.

But she did manage to meet a man on the beach who offered her something, "Hey, what a beautiful dog," he winked, "How would you like to put on a little-"

The man stopped short of saying what was on his mind. But Patty picked up on it. She was so low on funds she didn't know how she could pay her motel bill. The idea appealed to her now as never before.

"How much?" she smiled.

"Fifty," he said, "My place!"

"Alright," she agreed, and she and Prince went down the beach to his apartment. When she walked in, she saw whips on the walls of all sizes, and the light was kept out through series of shutters that sealed up the room.

"Oh, it's dark in here," she told him.

"Go ahead, strip," he smiled.

"The money?" she asked evenly.

Taking out two twenties and a ten, he said, "Okay-don't trust me-here's your money, fucker. Now, you and the dog-go to it."

Slowly, Patty began undressing, and when she had her breasts bared, she could see the man's mouth watering, and as she slid out of her panties, and his eyes swept down to her shaven slit, he commented, "Neat-and nice!"

"I'm glad you approve," she smiled, and then she lay down on the bed, and Prince came over to her.

"Fuck me, Prince," she said, stretching her legs so that the dog could stab her gash.

The hot-eyed man who watched brought down a whip, and slashed it in the air. Prince looked at him, and Patty warned him, "Better put that whip away. Prince will think you're going to hurt me, and he'll protect me."

The man didn't listen. His sex-hang-up caused him to lose his better judgment, and he lashed the whip across her naked breasts. Prince went tearing into him, and Patty jumped off the bed, seizing her clothes, as Prince held him down on the floor. Seizing the money, she called, "Come on, Prince-come on."

The dog and Patty ran out the door, and the man cried after her, "Dog fucker!"

THE END
Patty And Prince ....(80k)    by Alfred Gold




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