"Now don't fret, Thornton. We'll git 'em as soon's I'm ready and not a minute before. Hear me? You lay down there."
Melvin had a big job on his fourteen year old hands now that his father had suddenly disappeared. He and his mother had to run the entire farm by themselves, with Thornton's help, of course. Melvin had to lose some school just getting the garden laid in. Thornton, the big silver German Shepherd, knew the routine as well as Melvin did and had the unnerving habit of pacing the front porch, whining, if Melvin didn't get to a chore just when Thornton thought he should.
It was about time to fetch the cows for milking and the big dog knew it. He threw his huge bulk onto the creaking floor boards with a heavy sigh to let his young master know that his obedience was reluctant. Melvin chuckled, stopping just long enough to scratch the animal's ear. He was a smart dog and a real beauty, too, all silver-haired except for one black spot around his left eye.
"We got company, Thornton. I'll be right out, though, soon's I say hello, okay?"
The dog looked at him a moment and then lowered his big jaw to a comfortable spot on one paw and blinked in resignation. Melvin went in.
The porch bordered both the north and west sides of the big farm house, and ordinarily, Melvin wouldn't be using the north door that opened directly into the little New England parlor, which was still the room, after a hundred years, that was kept clean and fit for company. But he had finally gotten the west door, the kitchen entrance, painted. He noticed as he stepped through the screen door into the parlor that his mother had laid newspapers on the carpet. He'd have to drag the milk cans through here later and again in the morning. Then there would be the egg baskets. Christ, there was so much work to do he didn't have time to stop and think of the leisure he was missing. Now his cousin had come out from the city to help his ma and do little things like fetch the cows at night, leaving him time to mend the fences, a chore that was long overdue. There were voices coming from the kitchen. He stopped a moment when he heard the young voice of his teenage cousin. The girlish sound made his young heart ache. It reminded him of his own girlfriend, Patty, whom he hadn't seen now since the end of school. He sure had his fingers crossed that no one moved in on her while he was so tied up! Uncle Gerald was coming to spend his vacation in another week, but how much help a city man could offer was yet to be seen. Uncle Gerald was his ma's brother, and Uncle Gerald's daughter, Kathleen, was in the kitchen now, a lanky, stuck-up, self-centered brat, if he remembered correctly!
He eased himself into the kitchen, expecting to find Kathy and his ma at the kitchen table peeling potatoes or something, but they weren't. He could see them out on the sunporch through the kitchen window over the sink. Hell, was that used mascara on the heavy lashes around her blue eyes. She was then blinking her long black lashes and raising a slender, golden tanned arm to shield her lovely face from the sunlight still streaming from the south. Her hair, that fell in cascading waves over her shoulders, seemed full of little red sparks that threatened to ignite and burst into flame. The little blue sundress that covered her incredibly ripe young body rippled a little in front of her from the breeze.
That was Kathy?
Melvin could hardly believe his eyes as he stared at the tall, slender body outlined against the porch windows that faced the garden. Her strawberry blonde hair was sure beautiful out of those pigtails she used to wear and even from here he could see that she now drifting in through an open window on the east.
Kathleen Brown's lush young body was far more highly developed than her tender age of fifteen would warrant, she knew. The polyester dress barely concealed the fully molded contours of the high-set, round hillocks of her firm young breasts, whose cherry-tipped nipples showed so clearly through the fabric. The dress then tapered down over her tiny waist to her gently swelling hips, a satiny smooth flat belly, and to the top of her long, shapely thighs.
Below the dress and the thighs, her breathtaking curved calves tapered down into slender, well-formed ankles. Kathy had become accustomed to attracting attention from everywhere, from everyone, both men and women. She was not the kind of girl to be ignored, and she could see that in spite of her Aunt May's attempted warmth and politeness, the older woman, too, had noticed her niece's primary attributes. Kathy had washed and brushed her long blonde hair so that it would flare out, gleaming with red highlights, to frame her oval face, which she had tanned so carefully with a sunlamp so that her nose wouldn't keep burning and peeling the way it used to when she was a kid and dumb about those things.
Aunt May was just asking her if she wouldn't like to put on a pair of jeans and help Melvin bring in the cows when Melvin himself came slowly to the sunporch door. His mother noticed his soft approach and beamed at him proudly. He had been so magnificent since his father had run off with that waitress! So far she had kept the truth from her son, not because she thought he ought not be told but because she had not been able to cope with the fact yet herself. Every time she had tried to tell Melvin the truth, she felt that she would only be adding another problem to the heap of other problems that had been so suddenly thrust upon his young shoulders. Whether any of their friends and neighbors knew the truth, she didn't really know. Her own answer to their questions was always that as far as she knew,
"You remember Kathy, Melvin," she said now, noticing as she always did, the new marks of labor on her son's deeply tanned skin, the scratches on his forearms, the streaks of red paint from painting the door.
He had his father's brown wavy hair and hazel eyes and was beginning, she could see, to develop his muscular, virile body as well. She sighed, wondering if he would also have his father's voracious appetite for sex. Well, thank God, there were still a few years to wait for that. However, she thought uneasily, looking back at her niece, who was obviously flaunting her charms, the process could be hurried along, if she didn't take care! What she hoped was that with Kathy to help and soon Gerald, Melvin would be freer and be able to see Patty occasionally. Patty was a sweet girl, and if Melvin had one outstanding characteristic, it was loyalty.
"Yeah sure, Hi, Kathy," Melvin was saying. Kathy was displaying her dimples. "Hello, Melvin," she flirted. Melvin did not seem to be affected by it. He turned almost immediately to his mother.
"Ma, I've got to get the cows. Thornton's waiting on the porch," as though his mother didn't know.
"Thornton keeps our schedule for us," she explained to Kathy. "If the electricity goes out for a couple of hours and all the clocks stop, we can always count on Thornton to tell us what must be done and when."
She tried so hard to smile warmly at her brother's daughter, but the warmth that she felt emanating from the young teenager was so sensual that it was actually beginning to tickle her own loins with the frightening fingers of lust. She turned to her son, who was fidgeting on the door stoop, not knowing quite how to leave gracefully.
"I've just suggested to Kathy that she put on a pair of jeans and start learning how to fetch the cows so that she can do it for you."
"Ma, there ain't time!" he protested.
"Oh, I can change real fast, Melvin!" Kathy suddenly bubbled to life.
Goodness, she was thinking. Where had this handsome cousin come from? The Melvin she remembered was such a skinny, whiney kid. She couldn't believe her eyes!
"I'll be right back!" she promised enthusiastically, not giving him time for another objection before she had flitted by him and up the old closed-in stairway to the second floor and the bedroom that was to be hers for the summer. She was not too happy with having the little north room that overlooked the dirt road that wove through the hills up from the center of town. It was not that the view was bad. Wherever you looked out there were the Green Mountains all around, loaded with fir and maple and pine as well as acres of cow pasture. It was just that the room was the dullest bedroom in the house, but, of course, her cousin and aunt had the best rooms and the larger east room was being saved for her father, when he came. Come to think of it, the east room faced the barn and the rising mountainside, and even if it was bigger, maybe she'd rather look at the road. The smell of cows wouldn't be quite as strong when she opened her window.
While she thought these things, Kathy was changing. In no time at all she was out of the skimpy blue dress and into the jeans that were so fashionable in school now. As she pulled them on and zipped the zipper, she enjoyed watching the bobbing of her firmly developing young breasts, already grown to a very exciting fullness! She chose a white half top that she knew would reveal her nipples since she never wore a bra. She hid that fact under a loose plaid shirt which could be easily removed once they were out of sight of the house. She had started down the stairs again before she remembered that she was going into the cow pastures and sandals would be a disaster.
This was not the first time she had visited her aunt's farm. She had been here three summers ago for a couple of weeks just before school had started again in the fall. Her Aunt May had taken her into the pastures to pick mushrooms! It had taken her a year to bring herself to eat another mushroom even though she had always loved them before that! She had been such a child, the more mushrooms grew best under and around the cow flaps, her aunt showed her. Well, now she knew that cow manure was used as a fertilizer to grow everything in! So what!
Kathy finished tying the lace of her second tennis shoe and took off again for the downstairs.
"This door!" she heard Melvin call from the parlor. "The kitchen door is just painted!" he shouted importantly. She found him standing at the front screen door, ready to go out as soon as she came. "You have to be careful at a farm," he said, opening the screen and closing it promptly as soon as they were on the porch, "to keep the flies out."
She giggled. "I saw all the flypaper on the porch." There were strings of it hanging down at regular intervals.
"They need changing if I can ever get to it," he admitted. She giggled again as if to draw his attention to her giggling. "What's so funny?" he asked at last, leading the way down the few front steps and turning right toward the pastures.
"Oh, it's a silly joke we have at our school," she said. "Sometimes we call the dudes 'flies', you know, when they keep buzzing around."
"What does that make the girls?" Melvin asked, wondering if they had thought of the flypaper.
"Flypaper," she said, laughing. "Your flypaper made me think of the joke," she explained.
"Oh," he commented. "I was thinking of all the Venus's flytraps my mother has in the kitchen."
Kathy sucked her tongue against her top teeth. "Oh, you!" she exclaimed, pulling her dimples in extra deep. "Those are all those funny looking plants with the toothy leaves! I remember!"
They had reached a big wooden gate, and now Kathy studied the path ahead apprehensively. Surely she was going to sink into the soft mud right over her tennis shoes. It was now obvious that she ought to have brought more than one pair. In fact, boots would have been best, she thought with a sigh of resignation. Melvin had hesitated before opening the gate as though he, too, realized that the mud was going to be a problem for her.
The big dog had followed them unnoticed around the side of the house and up to the gate. He had finally gotten his master moving after the cows and now here he was at a standstill again! He had been surprised earlier to see a newcomer accompany his master out of the house and to the gate to the pastures. Curious, he had followed behind them, looking her over. But now it was the cows that were important and suddenly he barked sharply at his master's apparent lack of concern. Kathy all but jumped over the fence! She had been so busily impressing her cousin that she had not even noticed the presence of the big silver animal with the black eye. She heard the bark of a dog, but she saw what looked like a ferocious wolf. With a loud, "Ooooohhh!" she leapt right into the mud.
"It's only Thornton!" Melvin laughed. He was almost doubled over with laughter while she fought to regain her composure with mud oozing up over her ankles!
"I ... uh ... I ... what is he?" she asked, trying to smile. Melvin was not the kind to rush to a girl's rescue. She understood that he was simply not old enough to do those things. He was, if she remembered correctly, almost a whole year younger than herself.
"What do you mean, what is he? He's a dog! What do you think he is?" Melvin scoffed at her. He had decided that in spite of her looks, his cousin was, after all, his cousin, and he had no right thinking any kind of lascivious thoughts about her. He was determined to treat her exactly the way a guy treated any girl in whom he had no interest! Patty was his girl and would someday, hopefully, be his wife. That was that!
"Well I don't know what you would be apt to do, Melvin Turner. I half expected you would have a tamed wolf. Some people do, you know!" She was struggling to find some spot where she could put down her foot and it would not submerge in the mud.
"Watch out," Melvin said then. He was unlatching the big gate and swinging it toward them. The dog bounded through first and then stood impatiently inside, his long pink tongue hanging down, panting in expectation of the brief run he usually had with Melvin to where the pasture started to climb the mountain too steeply.
"He's a beautiful dog," Kathy commented. "Really gorgeous." She had a moment to study the black-eyed, silver beast while Melvin closed the gate behind them. Although never before particularly interested in dogs, Kathy could not help but sense the intelligent interest Thornton was showing in her just as she had in him. She was sure his big brown eyes were appraising her with warm approval. "Hi, Thornton," she went up to him suddenly and put out her hand to scratch his head. "You're certainly a friendly dog," she told him as he pushed his big head up against her marvelous fingernails. Both May and Melvin kept their fingernails far too short to be exciting. Long nails were a real treat. He walked beside the newcomer very carefully, keeping his soft, furred head well within reach of her fingers. Kathy was delighted and stroked his head, his snout, and once made his eyelids flicker by running her fingers across his eyes.
Thornton could feel a fluttering in his loins that he almost never felt with his other two masters, who rarely fondled him in quite this affectionate manner. There was a stirring in his testicles as his glands began to respond involuntarily by producing a small amount of sperm. The furry scabbard containing his penis bobbed slightly and there was a tremor of excitement throughout his genitals. His large brown eyes glanced excitedly up at the young girl's pretty face with its long, shining blonde hair. His nostrils dilated and he panted slightly, his mouth narrowly parted.
Kathy found the big fur head strangely comforting, and she knew that she and this dog were going to be the best of friends! Already the mud on her tennis shoes and ankles and in which she kept unavoidably stepping from time to time had become unimportant. Her gaze wandered languidly over the stones and ruts and cow flaps of the pasture through which they climbed. Now Melvin began calling out occasionally.
"Here, bossy!" he called. "Heeeerrre, bossy, bossy, bossy! Now you listen," he said to her. "You might hear the bells."
"Where are they?" she asked.
"Who knows? That's why we have to look," he explained what seemed to him self-evident. He called out again, "Heeeerrrre,
She let her gaze wander then over the back of her cousin's head. He was beginning to look more and more like his handsome father, she thought, the same brown, wavy hair and the same hazel eyes that seemed to reflect the sunlight when he laughed. A real fox, she admitted to herself, smiling softly as she thought of her handsome uncle who had suddenly gone somewhere, no one knew where. As she walked and dreamed, she absently stroked Thornton's soft fur, which was always conveniently under her fingers. She didn't notice at all how worked up the beast was getting under her feminine caresses. It was impossible to see underneath him, of course, so she did not see his penis gradually emerging, pink beneath its furry silver sheath. Melvin, she daydreamed, Uncle Ray! And she wondered about the strange, enjoyable ache that tingled between her legs.
After the magazines and the books and the stories told by giggling friends over lunch, Kathleen Brown knew full well what she was doing when she teased a dude. She even teased her own father sometimes, walking around the house in her sheerest nightie, hugging him innocently at odd moments, and rubbing her swollen young breasts into his shoulder. She had developed a special way of walking that revealed her firmly molded young hips for him whenever she knew he was watching.
What girl wouldn't be proud of her premature development, Kathy thought. It had been a natural inclination to tease and taunt and flaunt herself just a little too much, she now knew, without ever consciously realizing she might be causing her father any pain! Kathy's mother had died when Kathy was very small. She hardly remembered her mother except that her hair seemed like a halo of soft, golden brown as she bent over her somewhere under some circumstance that Kathy could not place.
Her father had been heartbroken, as he explained before sending her to help Aunt May at the farm. She was beginning to remind him of her mother, he had said softly, and he wanted her to stop ... well ... touching him in certain ways. Poor Daddy! He told her that one night after she had been parading more tauntingly than ever, going so far as to let the towel slip as she returned to her bedroom from the shower. She had seen him looking at her sensuously joggling young breasts with unconcealed desire. Kathy had giggled, pretended to be embarrassed, and run into her room!
She sighed and just stopped her daydreaming in time to catch herself from stepping into another large mud hole. Melvin was still calling the cows from time to time, but she noticed that he had slowed down to keep pace beside her. Out of the corner of her thickly lashed blue eye, she saw him glancing at her sensuously jiggling breasts under the plaid shirt. Thornton left her, abruptly bounding ahead, and she heard the distinct tinkle of cow bells coming from above and over to the right where she saw a great formation of rocks like a big wall. The dog disappeared somewhere between them, and Melvin stopped, a disgruntled expression shadowing his handsome young face.
"Aw, Christ! You can't get them out of there except by single file," he said disgustedly. "Aw shit!"
"Well," Kathy chirped, pulling off her plaid shirt and tying it around her tiny waist. "I guess it must be time to get to work. What do we do now?"
She did indeed divert Melvin from his dejected mood, as she had hoped. He took one look at the firm and darkened outline of her nipples under the little white half top and attended immediately, with Thornton's invaluable help, to herding the cows through the narrow opening, his mind almost completely absorbed with the problem of how to pull his excitedly throbbing young cock back in under control!
Chapter 2
By the time night fell and dinner was over, all of the chores were done and Melvin should have been looking forward to bed wearily, Kathy knew that she had planted too many seeds for him to sleep easily. That evening the teenager had taken every opportunity to taunt and touch and impress Melvin with her nipples as well as her provocative shape whenever Aunt May's back was turned. By the time the children climbed the stairs to bed, she had seen her cousin many times staring at her sensuously joggling young breasts with unconcealed desire. She left her door open because she was sure that something was going to happen, and part of her knew just what that something was and wanted it desperately. She had no trouble keeping awake, listening for her aunt's footsteps on the stairway, just in case, and her young mind was in a trance-like state, bordering on unconsciousness, when finally she heard the door opening wider through her thick lashes recognized the fourteen year old form of her cousin moving slowly across the wide rough boards of the bedroom floor.
She watched him in the moonlit darkness, her face hidden in the shadows so that he couldn't tell whether she were asleep or awake. She felt Melvin's eyes peering at her developing young body, totally naked, stretched voluptuously across the bed. Had it been the coldest of nights, she still would have thrown the sheet and blankets to the floor, pretending she was hot. For the same reason, she had decided not to wear a nightie. She saw him pause and approach the bed again. His tongue ran over his lips and he seemed to be breathing very fast. Kathy sensed a certain overheated sweatiness in him, even in the cool, darkened room. Her heart seemed to be pounding in her chest, so loudly it seemed that surely he could hear it. And for some reason which she could not understand, she felt a desperate fear battling her will to keep still and pretend sleep.
Waiting for her cousin to make an overt gesture seemed to take hours instead of seconds. Finally he moved stealthily around to the foot of the bed, never taking his eyes off the generously contoured figure sprawled so limply and enticingly before him. Her thighs had fallen open so that in the moonlight he could dimly make out the wisps of soft blonde pussy hair that covered the erotic mound of her lower belly. She had drawn one knee up flat on the bed as though she might be doing a pirouette in her dreams, and the smooth white flesh of her inner thigh gleamed enticingly in the pearly darkness, luring him on. She heard her handsome, dark-haired cousin sigh into the stillness of the room, and although from the angle from which she was watching it was difficult to see, she was quite certain he had taken the bulge of his jeans in his hand and was gently stroking it into hardness.
The young boy seemed to draw in his breath continually as he marveled at the lush beauty of his cousin. She was the purest and most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. He had intended to do no more than this, sneak into her room while she was sleeping under cover of darkness and at last make some attempt to relieve himself of the insane desire for her that had so suddenly gripped his being when they went after the cows. He could think of nothing else, not even Patty. Oh God, how he wanted to fuck Kathy, his own cousin!
Lying in the darkness, Kathy sensed that by now her cousin's virile young cock had been goaded into rock-hardness. She could imagine the blood throbbing painfully into its large, rapidly expanding head, tiny droplets of warm seminal fluid already beginning to seep from the sensitively contracting little slit at its tip, smearing wetly against the interior of his clothing. Oh, she knew all about those things. One day she and some of her friends had enjoyed a movie of grown-ups fucking while the parents were out! Now she lost all feelings of fear whatever in the exciting knowledge that her cousin really wanted to crawl up between her thighs and fuck her. She was doing that much to him! She felt entirely satisfied and inordinately proud of herself!
Then to her amazement, she spied his doing something which set her inflamed young heart racing madly. Suddenly Melvin was zipping down his jeans, silently opening them to reach inside his shorts and grip an object which, to Kathy, seemed incredibly huge! Oh, my God! she thought, knowing that it was supposed to go inside a girl. What if he tries to put that inside me? It would never fit me! But she continued to watch without panicking while Melvin merely massaged the heavy thick foreskin slowly back and forth over his jerking cock-head as he advanced around the bed toward her proud young virginal body. She was trying desperately to feign sleep, but she couldn't repress a tremor of excitement which struck like lightening through her innocent, as yet, unfucked young body. This was it! This was it at last!
Instinctively she sensed that her cousin would crawl on top of her and ram deeply up between her open thighs with his heavily hardened young cock, although the boy himself was still not certain of what he would do next. He knew he wanted more than anything else to bury his blood-swollen cock-head far up inside her and make her belly heave with delight. But she was only fifteen, he reminded himself and although he was a year younger, he was very big for his age, he knew with boyish pride. The only woman he had ever fucked was exactly that, a woman! He was not sure that a mere teenage girl could take him up inside her unstretched little cunt. She was his cousin, too, his own cousin. He did not know whether that made it right or wrong. He had a girl, Patty, but she was his age and so much too young for this sort of thing. He had heard that girls from the city were different, and it seemed to him that Kathy bore this out. She was much more beautiful, more sexy, and more open about it than any of the girls he knew around here! Sometimes the girls at school got pregnant when guys came up in their pussies, but even those girls never behaved quite like his cousin. All of these thoughts raced through the young boy's head in myriad confusion because in spite of his original intent, in spite of how wrong he knew it was, in spite of the fact that his mother could come upstairs at any moment, in spite of everything, he knew what he was going to do. He was going to fuck the tits off his fifteen year old little cousin!
He fully exposed his thickly gleaming hardness as his pants dropped heavily to the floor. It was much bigger than she had ever expected, and it quite took her breath away. It stood out in proud erection over her lewdly spread legs and trembling white body. His hand fondly caressed it and would at times swoop down to stroke his testicles as well. He quickly pulled his T-shirt over his head and threw it to the side, standing a moment longer over her nervously shuddering body. Another thought occurred to the youth. All day while tending his chores he had dreamed of having his cousin's sweet little pink lips wrapped snugly and affectionately around his pulsating hard cock, sucking madly, and finally he could take it no longer. If his mother would only stay downstairs, and she probably would finish her ironing, he knew what he would have to do. It would be a beautiful sight of see his desire-hard young cock throbbing out its creamy white cum into her lovely face, her hungry young mouth clinging to his wildly spewing hardness. If he could fuck her while she was asleep, he would be safe from detection. She'd ascribe it to a dream, he thought. But if he shot into her mouth, some would inevitably dribble down and leave telltale traces on the rest of her luscious body. No, he would have to fuck her tight, fresh little cunt first, then make her suck his cock some other night.
Still, before climbing between her nakedly outstretched legs, he couldn't resist trying one small touch of her mouth. He knew the risk of losing his cum all over her beautiful young face was great, but he had to see and feel that sweet mouth around his penis for only a second. He just had to see his dream come true, to remember forever after, for the rest of his life. So now he kneeled on the edge of the bed by her head and turned it gently toward his erectly throbbing cock. Lights flashed on in Kathy's head and she didn't know what to do. She had come so far already that she would have to go through with it or do something that would embarrass them both for the rest of their lives.
She could feel his fingers in her long strawberry blonde hair. What was he going to do? Why was he holding her head like that?
Then suddenly, when her lips were only inches away from the shiny bulbous tip of his penis, her cousin pushed his young hips toward her upturned face, laying the wet sticky underside of the throbbing head in the small valley formed by her slackly closed lips. Then he placed one thumb under her tiny nose and the other on her chin, pulling slowly outward until the bottom of his cockhead was pressed softly through her stretched full lips and came to rest against her bared teeth, her lips forming a puckered furrow along its length. Then he flexed his pelvis slightly back and forth until small droplets of cum seeped from his throbbing hard cock-shaft warmly lubricating her pouty lips surrounding it.
Kathy was astounded by the strange taste of her cousin's cum. She didn't quite know what to make of it, but she did know she liked it. She liked the delicate piquancy of it, the musky masculineness of it. It was exotic and rare and wonderful! She eventually found herself pretending she was dreaming and licking off each new droplet, then swallowing hungrily. Cum was the most delicious thing she had ever tasted in her young life! Melvin groaned as the tiny darting spear of her tongue flicked out, licking off his pre-seminal fluid as if in a dream. The warm breath from her nostrils blew on the muscular bridge of his cock and made him quiver all over with desire. Her lovely young body made him fantastically restless. He had never in his life seen such gorgeous, widely spaced breasts as those on the heaving chest of his cousin.
He could see small rivulets of his cum fluids running slowly out of the corners of her mouth on either side, dropping like tears on her rosy cheeks when Melvin looked down into her apparently sleeping face. She was probably imagining she was dreaming, and instinct had taken over from there, he decided. He wanted to shoot right up into that slender white throat and watch as she gulped it down into her hot little belly, the little Adam's apple bobbing up and down with each new gush of the hotly flooding liquid. Gently, he reached one hand down and stroked upward over her rounded snow-white belly that shone so pristinely in the blue light of the moon. He smoothed over the magnificence of her voluptuous young breasts, then underneath her firmly molded throat. She was the most beautiful girl in the world, far lovelier than anything Melvin had ever seen or ever hoped to see. She seemed to be made to be fucked. Her whole being was sexually enticing. He wanted to touch and fondle his cousin to his heart's content. At the moment, she seemed far richer in womanhood than his girlfriend, Patty, did.
He reached over and with the thumb and forefinger of his left hand pushed her lips more tightly against his lewdly throbbing shaft between them, gently continuing his slow little fucking motion. The other hand moved over her lovely upthrust breast mounds, tweaking the taut little nipples between his fingers until he could feel them hardening mechanically under his ardent caress.
Unable to repress the soft happy moan that exuded from her softly suctioning young lips, Kathy shifted slightly under him. Her cousin's hard young cock was more wonderful than anything she had ever tasted and the resilient feel of its smooth rubbery head between her lips was teasing her tight little cunt-hole into a white-hot turmoil. All logic had fled. All she wanted was to know more ... more! Suddenly, as though aware that the naked young nymph lying before him was behaving a bit more awake than could be reasonably expected, Melvin pulled back slightly. His lurching young rod fell from between her gently nibbling lips and down over her chin, leaving thin threads of whitely shimmering stickiness trailing behind it. Kathy felt startled as the delectable male organ was removed from her hungrily. searching young lips. Her thighs rustled uncomfortably, rubbing in thwarted desire against each other as she pressed them back together. It was maddeningly difficult to keep up this pose of being asleep. She was beginning to feel a real excitement and as insidious warming in her own loins. She could barely control her urge to cry out with her hot, hungry newly awakened desire.
Melvin stroked his fervently throbbing penis thoughtfully, finally reaching down and running his other hand softly over the increasingly heaving mounds of his cousin's cream-white young titties. Then, his heart pounding savagely in his chest, he found his dream goal, the moist velvety folds of her virginal young cunt lips below.
As her younger cousin's fingers contracted her insistently tingling pussy mouth, Kathy writhed tumultuously and groaned with well aroused lust. Her body had become squirming alive under the magic attention of his strong hands, which were now stroking her flesh into a hot sheet of single-minded desire as tiny goosebumps spread over her sensitive teenage nakedness. She knew she would never be able to resist him. She wanted him to climb up on top of her and fuck her quickly to assuage this terrible new thirst! Quickly! Her body ached for his cock inside her, filling her up, ached to be touched gently and teasingly as he was doing now!
So this was what it was like to be titillated until one went out of one's mind with desire! She understood now how he must have felt as she paraded her charms blatantly in front of him, her vulnerable virginity tantalizing but just out of reach. Because now it was Kathy wanting desperately for her cousin to send his virile young cock fucking far up inside her feverishly yearning pussy walls. Yes, she wanted him to fuck her as she knew men fucked women and to quiet that frightening thunder that was building up deep, deep inside her churning loins from that maddening play of his young, but knowledgeable, fingertips on her vulnerably spread nakedness.
Her tongue ran absently around her moist, tremulous lips, savoring the sticky, pungent taste of the strange moisture from his cock that had painted them so glossily. The fresh young masculine odor of his cum wafted through her flared nostrils and she breathed it deep inside her quivering body. It did strange things to her, that odor and taste coursing through her bloodstream like an aphrodisiacal balm, lighting titillating fires in her tiny tautening nipples and causing a throbbing in the nerve endings of her hot tight vagina. She could feel dewdrops of moisture forming between her open legs as the nakedly spread lips of her cunt began to contract slowly and spasmodically, palpitating wetly against each other.
Suddenly she could no longer keep her moans in check. "Ooooooohh, Melvin, oh, yes! Rub my titties like that! Rub them like that! Ooooooohhhhhh!" Her teenaged cousin was at first startled, then he looked at her closely, to be sure she wasn't dreaming.
"I'm sorry, Kathy," he said huskily, "but I want to fuck your beautiful little pussy. I've wanted to fuck it all day and it seems like forever. You knew that, didn't you?" he asked. "Do you want me to fuck it?"
"Oh, yes, Melvin. I want to do everything with you. I want you to show me everything you know. I don't ... I never ..." the young girl couldn't finish. There was a strange conflict in her. She wanted him to know that she was his to fuck anyway he wanted to, the first time she had ever been fucked by anybody. Yet she also feared that he would hesitate to be the first! "I want you to fuck me!" she finally breathed softly.
"Oh, Kathy, my own Kathy," he said, getting up on the bed beside her. His beautiful cousin had said she wanted him. He knew she had not been asleep and was not dreaming, and he knew that no matter what, he would have her. He would fuck her hot little cunt before any other guy, he suspected. It may never happen again after this, but tonight they would not forget for the rest of their lives. Kathy squirmed in passion-driven agony, her strawberry blonde hair flailing on the pillow. She felt helplessly caught in the deep sharp pricks of lust that were dancing through her young earnest flesh.
Crouched on all fours above her tender young body, Melvin was moving between her legs, gently pushing her lithely unresisting thighs apart. He moved between them, his knees pressed between her ankles and his warm breath coming just a few tantalizing inches above the curl-rimmed mouth of her openly spread pussy. His mouth watered as he looked down at the cock-hardening little slit rotating sensuously, expectantly, just below his lips. He stared in lustful fascination at the thinly glistening furrow that started at the bottom of her smooth white belly and trailed along through the sensuously curved cheeks of her buttocks pressed tightly down into the mattress.
Kathy, through half closed eyes, could see her cousin's shadowy form crouching between her opened legs. She could feel the strength of his hands pushing flat against the softness of her inner thighs, holding them wide apart. Her warmly secreting little cunt was open to him to do as he willed with it. She watched with bated breath as his head lowered slowly, slowly, and then ...
"Ooooooooohhhhhh," she breathed huskily, her pelvis jerking into his face, "Melvin, Mel, oh, my precious cousin!"
His soft, excitedly, groping lips closed over the silky mound at the base of her belly, his face indistinct in the semi-darkness, vanishing entirely from her view in the soft golden fleece as he wetly kissed her virginal pussy, his tongue flicking lizard-like out at her hotly quivering cuntal opening. It seemed as if she was no longer able to control herself, to still the raging desire in any way. Her hands began to move sensuously down her undulating stomach, coming to rest on either side of his urgently embedded face. Her tentatively trembling fingers stroked for a moment at the flexing hollows of her inner thighs, then slowly spread the soft, curl-fringed lips of her pussy apart, allowing her cousin's thirstily lapping tongue still greater access to the warm, wetly pulsing pinkness of her cunt flesh.
As her elbows pressed tightly against her ribs, she cried out involuntarily and her head lolled uncontrollably from side to side on the pillow. Her cousin's hotly searing tongue shot out, its madly flicking tip encircling her quiveringly erect clitoris and then his lips were sucking ravenously, drawing the soft warm folds deep into the heated cavern of his mouth, his tongue continuing its obsessed licking against the straining pink nipple of her clitoral bud. Kathy groaned from deep in her throat as Melvin's fiery probing tongue-tip worked its way down, down over the elastic rimmed opening of her hotly clasping vagina and into the crevice of her snugly flexing buttocks where it paused momentarily to do wetly licking homage to her tightly puckered little anus.
From between her passion-clenched teeth, soft mewling animal sounds escaped lewdly, and her cousin worked all the more hungrily from hearing them. He could feel her silky young pubic hair brushing tantalizingly against his cheeks and a feeling of deja vu swept over him. He had dreamed all day of having his beautiful young cousin spread naked under the hot, teasing flicks of his tongue. It was as if it had all happened before, as indeed it had, a hundred times during the day ... in his dreams. Ever since she had arrived, he had realized that she had developed into the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. And now, now at last it was really happening and his little, if one year older, cousin was loving it as much as he. Every sound that broke from her throat served to urge him on, and his tongue drove all the faster as it worked its way up and down her hotly steaming vaginal crevice. Now his mind was going just a little wild, and he wanted to hear her begging for it when he fucked it to her, and she was undoubtedly almost at that point. He had never realized that a girl could get as hot as his lovely young cousin, contorting her voluptuous body so agonizingly above him. She wanted him, much more than he had realized it was possible. Melvin felt her hands clawing at his dark hair, pulling his face deeper up into the wetness between her open thighs. He wormed his tongue mercilessly up into the soft-rimmed flesh, flicking at it titillatingly, then quickly withdrew it again to tease around the edges of her expectantly flaring little cunt hole.
By now her hands were firmly clamped against the back of his head, pressing his face in deeper. Kathy's head had thrust backward as her loins rose off the bed and up against his urgently licking and sucking mouth. As his lips rounded and covered the hungrily clasping opening, he thrust his tongue deep up into it, bringing a low guttural groan from his gorgeous cousin whose thighs were now closing convulsively around either side of his moving head. He could feel the velvety flesh slip moistly around his extended tongue as the walls of her eagerly working vagina opened and closed in a depraved little sucking motion, attempting to pull his whole face, it seemed, deeper and deeper up into her cunt. It was as though her thirsty bearded little cunt mouth wanted to pull his tongue out by the roots and devour it alive. Her heels pushed down against his back, pressing him tightly into her hungrily engulfing vaginal passage until he couldn't breathe, with her hot wet cunt like a clinging mask of desire over his face. His nose was pressed tight against the tiny tingling nub of her clitoris above, breathing in her lust-juiced essence, which was flowing in passion-flowering abundance. This excited his penis to a hardness he could-no longer control, he had to fuck her now or he would cream out all over the mattress.
Kathy's young loins were in such a combined state of turmoil and ecstasy that every muscle in her burning young body seemed to be straining up toward the maddeningly lingual probe that was working so excitedly between her quivering kicking legs. She had never expected that anything in the world could feel like this, it was as if she were dying, being consumed by flames of beautiful ecstasy. Her updrawn legs opened and shut around the wildly tormenting head between them that was licking so lovingly at her fire-seared vagina. The cords of her neck stood out, straining ferociously as she pulled with all her strength at her cousin's dark hair mingling with her own strawberry blonde pussy hair.
"Melvin, oh, Melvin! Yes, suck my pussy! Lick it! It's wonderful!" she moaned, splaying her legs wider and wider over his back to give him greater access to her cunt mouth. Her cousin moaned and held her legs behind his knees moving them gently up over his shoulders that were sliding smoothly up her soft tender body at the same time.
With her ankles now locked tightly around his neck, his rigidly throbbing young cock brushed tantalizingly against her wetly tangled pubic hair as he planted his hands on either side of her creamy white shoulders. He could see down between their bodies her upturned asscheeks exposed with the thin vertical mouth of her curl-rimmed little pussy, so tender and virginal and untouched. Her narrow oval cunt-slit was visibly clenching and unclenching with desire-heated anticipation, the warm moist furrow held apart by the pressure of his thighs jammed so tightly up against hers.
Kathy felt delirious with desire. She saw her cousin, wild now with sexuality, hovering above her and she could feel the stiffness of his sleek, fleshy hardness lying the full length of her hotly quaking little pussy slit. God, why doesn't he fuck it up in me? she screamed in her head. Her passion dimmed eyes blinked with emotion in her head. Her passion dimmed eyes blinked with emotion in the darkness. She had to have it inside her. She was aching for it. She would die if she didn't have it fucking her up inside! But the jerking head of his cock merely rested throbbingly between her widespread buttocks, gently insinuating itself up and down, up and down in a maddening tease that caused her to grind her naked young pelvis salaciously upward against it, her hungry young cunt yearning for its hard, blood-filled tip.
His calloused strong hands reached down underneath the grinding cheeks of her buttocks to grasp the full length of his stone hard organ and Melvin groaned softly above her as she stroked it softly in mute reverence. She could feel the spasmodic throbbing between her palms and the wetly heated liquid that trickled down in warm thin droplets from the blood-engorged head. She guided it ardently up the nakedly spread crevice of her buttocks, not allowing it to lose contact with her hotly tingling flesh until it was poised like a cannon barrel between her pulsating vagina's saliva-slicked flanges. Then the passion-crazed fifteen year old held it there with one hand, the other on her cousin's buttocks, drawing with all her strength to pull his turgid cock into her and let it drown the gnawing heat that was flaming out of control within the boiling confines of her uninitiated little belly.
It was all Melvin could do to keep from fucking forward and impaling his cousin on his heavily aching cock with one long, cunt-splitting thrust. But he had to wait. It had to be absolutely perfect for her. It had to be worthy of the prize. Would she suffer afterwards, or would he in some way be instrumental in making sex better for her for the rest of her life? He knew it would hurt at first, splitting her cherry, and initiating her into womanhood, for he was certain that she must be a virgin. He had never fucked a virgin before. How should he do it, fast and hard, slow and easy? His hesitation, each moment of delay, was adding more delightful agony to his sperm-churning balls. He decided to fuck her fast and hard and spew out his white hot sperm deep up within her begging young cunt as fast as he could.
They both gulped, and then Kathy felt the lips of her blood-pounding vagina being pressured open. The tight rimmed snugness resisted for a moment and then gave way under his steady, insistent probing. She wanted to cry out for she had not expected the pain. Melvin pushed and grunted, a tone of regret in his voice for the pain he was about to cause her. But suddenly the hard rubbery tip met her hymen and she thought she was going to die from the exquisite electricity which coursed through her burning young flesh. She resisted mechanically, emitting a long low groan of desire from deep in her throat. Melvin moved hungrily and brutally against her. His cock was being squeezed almost beyond endurance by her tightly resisting little pussy, and in his ears her long, almost suppressed groan echoed as if from a great distance. Shoving his hands under the tautly clenched curves of her buttocks, he gripped her strongly and shoved forward with everything he had. Her moaning became a fluttering gurgle of pure joy as the walls of her vagina split wide, then closed in again to milk caressingly around his solidly plunging young hardness.
"Ooooooohhhh, Melllvinnnn, ahhhhhh!"
Suddenly his lust inflamed cock was all the way in to the hilt, his sperm-filled testicles spanking with a lewd, wet, smacking sound into the split of her buttocks. He groaned, the cords of his neck muscles straining with super-human tension. Her legs jerked out wide to the sides of his young body, splaying over either side of the bed and kicking high into the air. Her shapely young body was pinned to the bed, impaled on her cousin's cock like a helpless little butterfly in an insect collection. With each jerk the blood-bloated head seemed to shove deeper into her, even though each time before she felt she had been filled to the very limit. His out-stretched arms pinned her shoulders snugly to the mattress. His solidly planted knees held her thighs split wide apart. She felt as if her body were being ripped down the middle and that this giant impaling instrument embedded in her belly would destroy her, but she didn't care, it was marvelous! His fiery plunging rod felt as though it might come out her throat as its blood-filled head bumped her cervix with a mind-jarring thump, causing her head to buffet hard back against the headboard of her bed.
Melvin looked down at his cousin's face, so beautifully contorted with the intense pain and pleasure of virginal intercourse, she was barely recognizable. Her lips curled back from her teeth, pleading in incoherent whimpers from deep in her throat. Her arms were outstretched, palms against his moving hips. Looking between their incestuously coupled bodies, Melvin could see their pubic hair tangled together, the base of his young cock flat against the hotly throbbing little pussy furrow that his tongue had licked to moist receptiveness just a few short moments ago. The snug lips of her desire-seared cunt were stretched almost to the bursting point, the rubbery outer rim clasped tightly around the deeply sunk base of his penis like a rubber band. He held her there for a moment, savoring the illicit, erotic moonlit sight of his own sensationally beautiful cousin impaled on his heavily throbbing cock, lost deep within her tender, never-before fucked little cunt, her curvaceous white belly heaving with emotion and lustful desire.
Feeling the hot searing presence of his hardness deep up inside her, Kathy squirmed beneath him, flexing her cuntal muscles against the hardness which seemed to cause it to throb into even greater rigidity in her no longer virginal pussy-hole. She could feel its every fleshy ridge and pulsing vein and her nerve endings transmitted its description to her ecstatic brain in minute detail, She felt as if her loins were going to sing out loud from sheer pleasure, and yet, at the same time there was the wracking pain, a pain that was gradually subsiding. And then it seemed as if it were a live thing moving around up inside her! The hard rubbery tip pressing against her cervix, the thin ridges along its length, the feel of his heavy, sperm-filled balls against the crevice of her buttocks, everything seemed to be a part of her! She was one with it, and in spite of the pain, her tongue began a hungry licking at her lips. They were still covered with his cum and her nostrils flared again, drawing the pungent odor deep into her lungs, mingling with the feeling of his cock throbbingly planted in her belly. It seemed to roll together in one great fiery ball of aching desire and her cunt contracted involuntarily as her body and mind began racing out of complete control.
"Please, Melvin, please! Fuck it to my hot pussy! Fuck it to it now!"
The sturdy, handsome farm boy didn't move his hips, but flexed his burgeoning cock slightly, causing her to moan with delight. He flexed again, watching with lustful fascination her desire-contorted face within its frame of moonlit blonde hair. She whimpered futilely, her mouth hanging slackly open, her eyes shut tight. Then there was a sharp intake of breath as he expanded his cock again, intoxicatingly stretching the tight, virginal little cuntal channel. He watched as her nostrils began a hesitant flaring in time to the slow teasing throbbing of his deeply embedded hardness, soft mewling sounds of pleasure slipping from her lovely full lips.
"Urrrrgggghhhhhh!" she groaned happily, her eyes rolling with primitive desire. Then the urgent answering throbs of her cunt walls began to clutch spasmodically around the head of his penis as her wetly clasping pussy flesh undulated rhythmically around his heavily pulsating hardness.
Kathy could scarcely contain herself as her groans and mewls of pleasure resounded throughout the room. Her head was lolling from side to side on the pillow as her hips began a desire-inciting roll beneath his deeply impaling cock-shaft. He clenched his teeth together to regain control as he felt her hungrily nibbling cunt screwing itself up tighter against his hard-grinding pelvis.
All remaining pain within Kathy's wide-stretched cunt was giving way to a maddening electric tingle that began deep in her womb and seeped relentlessly through every raw nerve ending right down to her toes. It rippled through her freshly awakened cunt like fire across her thighs and along the full length of her wide-splayed legs and out the tips of her little curling toes. It worked its way up from her contracting belly through the rib cage and out the tips of her palpitating nipples peaked into tiny hard buds. Rivulets of perspiration ran down the sides of the full, pulsating mounds, soaking the mattress beneath her squirming back. She rotated her hips abandonedly around her cousin's young hotly throbbing cock, groaning with pleasure as she did so. The hotly contracting muscles nibbled hungrily at the lust-inflamed head. Then the dilated lips of her hair-covered slit pulled tantalizingly away, sliding moistly down his rod for several inches and then nibbling their way slowly back up, buffeting her soft cunt curls snugly up against his sparse pubic hair. Her handsome cousin was wide-eyed and delighted as her quivering young body pumped up and down on his rigidly throbbing cock flesh.
Melvin looked down with his hazel eyes filled with lust as her cunt pulled down off his cunt-moistened shaft, and then he responded by fucking the velvety folds back up into her so the moist shiny length of his cock was swallowed whole back up into her so the moist shiny length of his cock was swallowed whole back up into her salaciously devouring pussy. He let her strain against him momentarily, watching with delight the utter abandon of her features as they contorted wildly with lust. Then her reactions began to come faster as the tempo of her cuntal grinding became more furious. Her teeth bit hard into her lower lips and he knew that she was straining to cum. The hungrily milking walls of her pussy were flowing warmly around his cock shaft and there was a wet sucking sound in the darkened room as he quietly fucked his nakedly spread young cousin from the city as though there were no tomorrow. Her back arched off the squeaking bed. Her feet planted flat on either side of his knees, and her hips began to hump faster and faster until finally she threatened to fuck him right up off the bed!
"Oh, Melvin! I ... I think it's happening! I think my pussy's cumming!" she moaned out and bit down hard on her tongue as her toes curled tightly and waves of lewdly rising sensation began spilling up through her loins and outward like an invading army through the open and vulnerable field of her heaving belly. Then, suddenly, with a deep-throated, suppressed groan, her burning body began shuddering. Seeping warm cum spewed out from the throbbing, tightly locked passage around her cousin's deeply impaling penis, drowning him in its sticky warmth and trickling down the crevice of her globular white buttocks over his testicles which were slapping wildly now down against the tiny puckered circle of her anus.
With this the boy seemed to go insane. With her body still jerking in the throes of savage virginal orgasm, he reached back and grabbed her ankles and pushed them back over her shoulders until she was wound up like a ball with his cock working in and out of her like a drill. Her knees were forced back over her shoulders to touch the mattress on either side of her head, and her widespread little pussy slit opened up completely to his voracious penis. Something had snapped inside the teenage boy's head. He had no idea any longer who she was. He didn't even care. All he knew was that this was an even better fuck than Mrs. Simmons and the boy thudded his belly against hers with a hard wet smacking noise that sounded like thunder through the silence of the room. His lean body pressed hard against the full ripe smoothness of her firm young breasts as he locked his mouth tightly over hers. He sucked on her tongue furiously and then thrust his own probing tongue deep into her throat, stifling her passionate cries of ecstasy. His shoulders pushed against the backs of her calves and kept her locked in the helpless balled-up position as he fucked her with demented energy, cupping the firm spasming cheeks of her buttocks in his strong hands and kneading their wriggling fullness, pulling her ass-cheeks wide apart. By now he was groaning through a series of long hard strokes up into her steaming little girl cunt which had become wet and slippery from her cumming. He was thrusting in and out with an urgency that signaled her that his own orgasm was fast approaching.
As her exposed young pussy was plundered again and again, almost beyond endurance, Kathy groaned softly. She could feel her cousin's burgeoning cock fucking up and down inside her warm viscous passage like a fleshy piston and the hot spanking of his balls against her buttocks was wildly exciting. Her womb flared and the unresisting lips of her hair-lined cuntal orifice flowered open under his welcome rape of her youthful genitals. Her fingernails clawed a path of red streaks across his rapidly flexing buttocks as she pulled him as deep up into her as she could, thrusting her fleece covered pussy up over the driving hot hardness of his cock like a madwoman. She sucked voraciously on his tongue still shoved far back into her throat, greedily swallowed his saliva, groaning out to herself how wonderful it was. The pungent odor of their lovemaking filled the small dark room, serving to excite her more, and her body struggled to compliment his rhythm with her own energetic thrashing and humping.
The bedsprings seemed to squeak loudly in time to their wild fucking, and their grunts, groans, and moans reverberated off the walls, mingling with the sound of sweat-soaked flesh smacking sharply against sweat-soaked flesh and the viscous slamming of his pile-driving organ sliding in and out of her receptively welcoming cunt.
"Ohhhh," he groaned. "Why did you come here! You're so beautiful, Kathy, so hot! Oh, my God, why did you come here?" He could feel the white-hot cum building up inside his over-heated balls as they slapped hard against his cousin's upturned buttocks. He was ready ... ready ... He shoved his tongue wildly up into her throat and pulled her widespread ass-cheeks still further apart, grinding his pelvis mindlessly and ramming his spewing cock all the way to the hilt up inside her hungrily devouring young belly.
Suddenly, Kathy could feel the heat of his fiercely expanding hardness begin to sputter and jerk inside her, the deliciously boiling liquid shooting into her like liquid fire, ricocheting around in her passion-flared belly like streams of molten lava from a hotly erupting volcano. Her cunt clasped his cock ecstatically, reaching a new plateau of orgasm from the wonderful feeling of his hot sperm shooting up inside her, and then she answered him by spilling out her own climactic secretions for a second time up into the already cum-flooded cavern of her openly spread vaginal walls. Kathy thought it was the most beautiful experience of her life. She wanted it to go on forever! Reaching frantically beneath her own squirming buttocks, she began to milk her cousin's balls instinctively to extract all the wonderful, hot male liquid from him she could. Her legs kicked out, muscles knotted with tension, to either side of the bed. His heavily emptying cock continued to jerk out its climax, filling her to the bursting and foaming out between the hungrily contracting lips that were so hungrily hugging his hard driving cock up between them.
"Oh, Melvin, you're filling my pussy up with your beautiful, hot cum! Oh, my wonderful, beautiful cousin!" she moaned in pleasure, the hot, wet flesh of her cunt walls sucking hungrily at his throbbing penis until it finally gave one last spasmodic jerk, shooting out its final drop and began to slowly deflate up inside her belly. The insides of her smooth thighs were smeared wetly with his thick sticky juice. It trickled in thin white rivulets down into the crevice of her buttocks, forming a dark wet circle on the mattress beneath where the sheet was also stained with her virginal blood. The thought of her cousin's hot cum inside her was thrilling her beyond measure in a new feeling of completeness she had never known before. Totally full and content, the satisfied young girl smiled affectionately at her cousin, caressed him and wrapped her hand around his softened penis, forever grateful for the new world he had opened up to her.
Melvin lay beside his cousin, almost, but not quite, ashamed now of what he had done, and wondering how he could keep himself from wanting to fuck her more and more. Patty's young, innocent face flashed through his mind, and her trusting expression filled him with guilt. Mrs. Simmons had been a good learning experience and a woman so much older, well, she could take care of herself. His intention was to fuck Kathy once and be rid of the insane, sinful desire, but the distraught young boy knew that it was not going to work the way he had planned. If he paid any attention to her at all, she would become more of an obsession with him. He'd be after her every night and they would eventually be caught. It was lucky beyond words that they had not been caught this time! She could even get pregnant from his cum in her cunt! Then what in hell would they do? He was going to have to grit his teeth and avoid her as much as possible until his Uncle Gerald arrived, then he knew that he would be too frightened to approach her. Without another word or glance at his beautiful cousin, Melvin Turner slipped off her bed and went on tiptoe to his own room.
Kathy sensed the change in his mood, the resolution he had taken, and she wanted to beg him to stay, cry out to him not to turn his back on her now at the very beginning of their wonderful relationship, but at that moment, she heard the click of a light downstairs and the throwing of the bolt on the front door. Her aunt would soon be on the stairway. There was no time to talk about it now ...
Chapter 3
In the morning, the sun sparkling in from the east onto the long sun porch made Kathy ask Aunt May why they couldn't eat breakfast out there instead of in the kitchen. As it was, the door onto the sun porch was tightly closed and bolted.
"Oh, Aunt May, it's so lovely!" the child exclaimed, looking through the kitchen window and thence through the sun porch windows to the garden beyond where all kind of green things that she did not recognize were pushing their stalks into the air and waving tender new leaves in the morning breeze. "Please, let's have breakfast there!"
Aunt May only laughed, but Melvin spoke up, and the sound of his boyish sarcasm relieved May. She erroneously thought it proof that her son had not succumbed to the charms of his sexy cousin from the city. All it really meant was that he was suffering with a guilty conscience and was steeling himself against further sin! "You'd boil out there," he told Kathy. "It's easily over one hundred degrees out there now."
"Can't we open a window?"
"Don't do no good this time of day!" he retorted.
May felt so relieved that she felt chatty. "It helps heat the house in the winter," she explained. "We eat breakfast there then and leave the door open. Cuts down on the fuel bill considerably. It's very beautiful," she continued, talking to herself now more than Kathy. "We swelter inside while gazing out over fields of untouched snow that's sometimes deeper than the window sills. Great long, thick icicles hang solidly from the eaves and it seems as though they should be dripping from the heat, but the heat is only inside the porch. Outside it's below zero, very likely." She was thinking to herself how much Ray had loved to sit there mornings, having his eggs and bacon and home-made strawberry preserve on toast. She could not understand how he could leave such beautiful mornings for the cheap and lewd adventures of a whore's bed!
"Oh," was all the girl could say. She had lost the thread of her aunt's story in contemplation of her cousin's strong hands, magic hands, with which he was now wiping egg from his plate with a piece of toast. He was carefully avoiding her eyes, which was not the reaction for which he had hoped. Suddenly he spoke up. "Ma, Kathy kin let the cows into pasture. She knows how to handle them now. Besides, there ain't no problem gettin' 'em through that gate in the morning. Thornton could do it himself if he could open the gate."
"You going to mend fences?"
"I got to, Ma, or we ain't going to have no cows! "
"All right, if you think she can. Then I'll set her to weeding," his mother agreed. And so Kathy's day was set up without a word to her!
Melvin pushed away his breakfast plate and went into the little hallway where the big refrigerators were for storing the big silver cans of milk and the fresh eggs, which Aunt May would box soon and deliver to the stores and neighbors. "You go let out the cows, Kathy," Aunt May was saying, "while I box the eggs and pour out the milk. I've got the bottles labeled so's if anyone comes for their milk while I'm gone, you can give it to them easily enough."
"How much is it?" Kathy asked, assuming that she was supposed to charge.
"Well we use their own bottles that they leave here and there's all different sizes. They know what they pay. Just take what they say."
Kathy could hardly believe her ears. She thought of the stories her salesman father told about what people tried to pull and wondered how the Turners could ever make a success of their farm. Perhaps her Uncle Ray had been the business head of the family! But what did she care? She shrugged and nodded her head, smiling.
"Soon as you get the cows out, I'll show you how to weed," her busy aunt continued. She was already piling the dishes into steaming hot water that would burn anyone else's hands! For heaven's sake, thought Kathy. They don't even have a dishwasher!
Just then Melvin reappeared from the hallway, wearing a large, loose pair of coveralls, with giant pockets already filled with tools that made them sag as well as loops of rope and what looked like other pieces of junk to the young city girl. She had to giggle. Still he did not look at her.
"Think the door's dry yet, Ma?"
"It should be," his mother said. "I used the front bringing in the eggs but ... "
"I brought the milk in the front, too," he admitted.
"Why don't we just leave it for the day to be sure," his mother spoke gently. It was then that Kathy noticed for the first time the gleam of love and pride in the older woman's eyes when she spoke to her son. She felt suddenly very left out. She felt that last night had been some kind of hoax on her, that she had been used and not appreciated. The bond between mother and son was all that was real in this house. Could that be why Aunt May was sometimes so cold and distant with Kathy? Could it possibly be that Aunt May and Melvin were ... were ... oh, Kathy almost didn't dare think it ... lovers? Noooooo! Kathy decided almost immediately. Not Aunt May. Hadn't Daddy told her that his sister May was a strait-laced woman if there ever was one? Kathy couldn't understand how a woman who had had sex could possibly go without it. Ever since Kathy had started to masturbate, she felt very nervous and restless if she was under such supervision that she couldn't satisfy her hungers for some reason. And now! Now that she knew what it was like to have a boy! What did Aunt May do??
"I'm afraid," Aunt May broke into her thoughts, "that there's not much time for dreaming on a farm, at least not in the morning. I'm sorry, dear. The cows should have been let out as soon as they were milked, but that poor boy cannot do everything, and his breakfast was ready ... "
"Sure, Aunt May," the young girl suddenly bounced out of her chair. "Melvin explained it yesterday." She actually kissed her aunt on the cheek before running through the parlor out of the house. She had heard Thornton barking outside. Goodness! She had forgotten all about her handsome new friend!
And Thornton seemed overjoyed to see her, especially when he discovered that she was going to let the cows out. His master had gone off in a completely different direction, nor would the boy listen to Thornton try to warn him that the cows were still locked in the barn! Thornton was finding that running a farm without an experienced hand like Ray around was an incredibly difficult job! Human beings were so easily diverted. For example, although he had to admit that it had its pleasures, this newcomer, instead of going directly to the barn, had to stop first and tickle Thornton's soft furry throat until he had to growl his impatience. Even that didn't work right away.
Kathy was delighted to see Thornton and she was determined to make the big dog stay beside her for the day if she possibly could. She was amazed to hear him purr contentedly when she tickled his throat. She had never heard a dog make such cat-like noises before, and there was a strange sensual quality to it that sent waves of excitement shooting up into her tremulous belly. She gulped and shook her long strawberry blonde hair out of her eyes. After a sensuous night and after watching her handsome cousin closely this morning, it didn't take much for her pussy lips to begin to tingle frantically, but she was aware that from the kitchen through the sun porch so there was no immediate chance to rub there without being noticed. She tried to casually force Thornton's head toward her cunt as she petted him in order to embed his nose there just enough to relieve the sensual itch, but it didn't help. There was too much clothing between them.
As she neared the barn, the teenager tried not to think of Melvin's fucking her last night, but it was impossible. She couldn't help wondering if he had ever fucked anyone else. She found herself wondering also about her father and whether he had a woman she didn't know about. After all, he had been a widower for some time now. Her father was a dreamy dude, too, she thought. She had his dimples though his hair was a much deeper red than hers. She wondered then, a little shamefacedly, how her father was in bed and whether he could measure up to her cousin! Oh, wow! She wondered if she would ever be able to recapture the magnificent orgasm she had undergone with her cousin. How does a girl find the dudes who can do that without becoming promiscuous?
If dog's get ulcers, Thornton must have gotten one before his new young mistress finally got the cows turned out to pasture. He enjoyed the way she kept reaching out and stroking his ears and chin, but he enjoyed it more once the job was done. Then he relaxed as she continued to stroke and fondle his increasingly nervous head. His penis had come out a half a foot by the time they reached the porch again, and the mature male dog was beside himself, not knowing what to do.
Aunt May called from the kitchen when she heard her niece enter the parlor. "You had better get into your jeans again for the weeding, Kathy. A sundress will never do, believe me."
"Okay," Kathy answered. She held the screen door open for her friend, Thornton, and then started for the closed-in stairs. Thornton had become a devotee by this time and continued to pad around after her upstairs, but she had no objection to this. He was a sleek, handsome animal, and she was looking forward to his company for the rest of the summer. Intermittently, as she changed clothes, she thought she spied his big brown eyes watching her with the intentness of a human male although the young girl quickly attributed this to her imagination. Being in such a sexual turmoil this morning, Kathy was sure she would see male interest even in a fly. Then thinking along those lines she giggled ... even in a Venus's-flytrap, if they come in males! It was still difficult for her to believe that the little green fly-eaters could be plants even though, she had to admit, they had roots and stems and leaves and chlorophyll! Imagine a plant that ate bugs! It blew her mind!
Again she looked quizzically down at Thornton, noting that he was indeed very handsome with his sleek silver coat and his rakish eye patch. She felt flattered by his interest and wondered why. Why did her breasts seem to warm under his gaze? She even found herself thrusting her chest out slightly whenever she walked past him, and instinctively, just because someone was, after all, watching her, she did sort of undress and dress again in a slow, teasing, rather provocative manner.
But could a dog really get worked up over a girl, a girl person? Kathy had never thought about it before and didn't really know. Could a girl get excited about a dog? She cast her blue eyes furtively toward the dog's genitals from time to time and slowly, subtly, found a certain curiosity arising within her. She had never given any thought to the obvious fact that dogs had sex lives as well as people, but there was something in Thornton's steady, masculine demeanor which made her just a shade piqued by curiosity. Before long she even found herself trying to glance under his belly in order to find out just what he was made of. She discovered nothing which satisfied her very much. There was just the usual angular jut of fur-covered sex-pouch and the soft sway of medium sized balls beneath. After a while she found herself giggling as she considered how obscene and silly she was being.
Aunt May finally called her downstairs to learn the weeding. She could see right now that this young niece was not going to be very much help. If she was going to have to be pushed and pulled into every chore then having her was going to be far more work than it was worth. Gerald has asked May to let Kathy stay for the summer, in return for which, Kathy would lend a hand with the chores and he, himself, would come up for three weeks' vacation and help, too. Considering the work to do around the farm, it seemed at the time like a good deal to May, but now she was not so sure. The child seemed to have her mind on herself alone and the impression she made on her male cousin. May was beginning to become suspicious that boy problems might be the reason Gerald wanted his daughter on a farm for the summer!
Downstairs she came now with Thornton looking sheepish close behind her. "Just look at him," Aunt May said. "He knows he's not supposed to come in that front door!"
"I'm sorry, Aunt May," Kathy spoke up in spite of the fact that the rule didn't make much sense to her. "I let him in."
"That's all right. I didn't tell you not to," her aunt said. "He can come in the back way." She looked at her niece and with some amusement saw that unconcerned expression which said better than any words that it was a stupid rule. "I don't want him to get in the habit of dragging the mud in on the carpet."
Kathy flushed in embarrassment. She hadn't thought of all the mud that must be constantly outside. "I won't let him in that way again," she stammered.
"The back door's dry. We should switch back to that anyway," the older woman smiled. She supposed there must have been a touch of arrogance in herself when she was that age although she couldn't remember. Maybe no one ever remembered bad things about themselves. Now she took the girl out into the large garden and showed her how to walk the rows and what to pull. She explained how different rows of the same vegetable were planted at different times so the crops would be staggered. For example, there were three sowings of corn and the last one was so young that she must be careful not to pull the corn instead of the weeds. "If you have doubts, don't pull it," Aunt May said. "Melvin can check it out later real fast so don't worry."
Then Aunt May left to deliver her eggs and some of the milk. She had left Kathy a pair of cloth gloves to wear, and the teenager dutifully began to weed. Thornton followed her like a nosey supervisor, but each time she would look back at him, he would sit, his long red tongue lolling from his doggie grin and his big brown eyes on hers expectantly. A few times she returned the massive animal's stare, a wicked little smile curling across her lips as she remembered the thoughts that had crossed her mind earlier. Then, with one ear to the road and after a fast look all around her, she suddenly unzipped her jeans and pulled them down, not quite daring yet to remove her panties. She sat right in the dirt, spreading her feet apart and her knees so that she was lewdly spread apart as far as possible, with the lips of her tender young pussy peeking out from either side of the crotchband of her diaphanous little panties. She hissed, "Here Thornton! Come here, boy!" Thornton got to his feet and bounded over to her as though he had been waiting for just that command.
"Wow!" the young girl breathed, smiling broadly. "Wow!" Maybe the farm life was going to be pretty special after all!
Now Thornton whined happily and lay down between her legs, planting one forepaw on her knee and resting his cold wet nose on her inner thigh. Suddenly there was a raw throbbing feeling in Kathy's pussy. She had enjoyed having her hot young cunt licked last night and she now knew that she loved that sort of thing. With Thornton's nose separated from her cuntal lips by only the thin material of her nylon panties, there was almost an electromagnetic field joining the two of them in that warm central little hole up between her smooth young thighs. She gazed down into the German Shepherd's fond brown eyes and wondered how much he could understand. Could he possibly sense what she wanted? But no, that was impossible. A dog couldn't know those things about people!
Still, Thornton was so handsome with his pirate patch over one eye, and he was so intelligent looking as well. He had a sturdy, masculine bearing about him. She found herself musing about the girl dogs around the area and what they thought of him. Did he set their pussies to throbbing when he came strutting around? She was sure that he had to be a first rate heartbreaker! Thornton was undoubtedly lord of half the bitches around!
Suddenly she laughed at her own foolishness and was about to put on the cotton gloves without stopping to think that she had better pull up her pants first. Oh, wow! She shook her head and then grabbed his handsome head to shake it between her cool, slender hands. "Are you one of them dudes, Thornton?" she asked with pouting bottom lip. "Do you go all over the place letting the girls fight over you? You aren't like that, are you?" Then, without knowing what prompted her, she reached underneath his body to feel around for his genitals.
Thornton began to whimper and moan hotly into her lap as she found his rather unusually heavy testicles in the narrow furry scabbard containing his penis. She stroked there gently and was delighted to discover that this actually excited her. She found her nostrils flaring and wondered how much stroking would be required for his dog-cock to begin showing itself from its furry sheath. She hadn't long to wait, for suddenly she could feel something warm and slippery sliding softly out into her fingers. Her heart gave a terrific jump and she could hear a rushing in her ears like that of a tidal wave washing over everything in its path. So this was a dog's penis, very slick and moist and with not a great deal of resemblance to that of a man's. Yet at the same time it was fiercely exciting. Perhaps the very illicitness of what she was doing was serving to excite her so savagely. She could feel a warmth spreading in her loins as her finger found the liquid droplet of cum that was seeping forth from the small opening in the tip of his penis.
"Thornton!" she gasped. "What in the world are you doing?"
The handsome silver German Shepherd barked twice in reply to her exclamation and began to happily lap at her face. Kathy giggled and tried to evade his surging tongue, but he was too fast for her. It lapped hot and wet over her eyelids, nose and lips.
"Thornton, no!" she laughed gaily, as if it were a game, but as his tongue tip darted out to stroke across her open mouth, she felt a forbidden wave of desire shooting through her loins like a small electric vibration. "Thornton, oh, please!" She tried to back off from him in the dirt, but suddenly that lengthy red tongue of his was lapping up across the front of her dress and making her swelling young breasts bobble from side to side under its heated naughty manipulation. "Oh, Thornton, please. This is wrong, really wrong!"
Her heart aching heavily within her pounding chest, she finally squirmed away and leaped awkwardly to her feet, pulling up and zipping her jeans. Without a backward glance, she ran for the house and up the closed stairway to the upstairs bath. What haunted her was the sight of his excitedly whimpering face as she had turned to close the screen door to the parlor. God almighty! Breathing hotly, Kathy grasped her throat and wondered what on earth had come over the two of them. At first it had been just a naughty game, to see what kind of sexual equipment Thornton had, but suddenly the game had changed and Thornton had become almost like a lover in his approach to her, lapping at her heaving breasts and across her face ...
Now she stood shaking in the bathroom and looked at her beautiful form closely in the mirror to ascertain if any of their depraved behavior had left its mark on her. No, she was the same beautiful and angelic looking girl, with the billowing strawberry blonde hair and the vivid blue eyes under the thick, mascara-coated lashes. Standing back from the mirror the gravity-defying uplift of her firm young breasts rose into view beneath the thin cotton material of her plaid shirt. Giving herself a sweet smile of appreciation, she pulled the shirt down off her shoulders so that the full white mounds of her fresh young tits came bursting into view, their nipples already large and hard from the excitement of the sudden stimulation of Thornton's tongue.
She put a thumb and index finger around each nipple and began twiddling with them. They were like hard little buttons surrounded by the smooth pink areolas which men and boys were supposed to be so fond of sucking. Then it struck her. What if Thornton had actually lapped at her bare breasts? Would she have been able to resist? Would she have been able to make herself flee into the house? Or would she have found herself enraptured by that moistly darting tongue? Thornton had an exceptionally large tongue, much larger than a man's, of course, and it was not difficult to imagine such a tongue licking her into a fit of ecstatic rapture. She had certainly been titillated by a lot less, using her own fingers! And if a tongue like that ever licked a girl's cunt, oh, wow! It would almost make Melvin seem unexciting in comparison.
She pulled her shirt back on and sat on the edge of the bathtub, thinking. Should she dare to misbehave with a dog? It was true that she was now unhesitatingly anticipating the experience of all sorts of human males, but wouldn't it be terribly bad to do it with an animal, even such a fine handsome, intelligent one such as Thornton? Yes, she felt she had to draw the line somewhere. She would have to learn to control herself in all this, to pick and choose. From now on there would be no more teasing, no more sexy little games with Thornton. He was, after all, just an animal. How would he be expected to know that she was just teasing him when she fondled his balls? He must be very hurt and angry with her! Why she was actually being what the boys at school referred to as a "cock teaser" with the poor dog, a quality she had always thought must be loathsome, even before she knew what it was really all about.
She would have to apologize to Thornton immediately. Maybe somehow he would understand. She would just have to continue to satisfy herself in the usual way, through masturbation, since she instinctively knew that Melvin would not take the risk again. He would very likely avoid her as much as possible. God, how could a dude his age be content to do nothing but work? Strangely disgruntled, the frustrated teenager stood up and went downstairs to the front door. He was not looking in through the screen. She hesitated momentarily, then sighed and opened it up. He was nowhere on this end of the house. She stepped outside and investigated to the left, the west porch, but he was nowhere in sight. Well, there was the weeding to do and she had better get started.
Thornton wasn't in the garden either. He had apparently left the area of the house. Perhaps he had gone to sulk in the pasture with the cows. Kathy wondered if animals understood each other's problems, like would the cows know and think she was a meany? She shivered involuntarily, as if briefly chilled. She could not help but recall how Thornton had excited her by drawing his thick, wet tongue across the front of her blouse and teasing her firm young breasts. It was too much to consider how she might have succumbed had she been naked before his lewdly exciting touch.
While she weeded she continued to consider the episode. The brief encounter with the handsome beast had worked her up to the point where she could enjoy a heavenly masturbation session right now, but there was the possibility of a milk customer coming or even Aunt May or Melvin while her fingers were sluicing wetly up between legs. That would be terribly embarrassing, especially outdoors in the garden! Well, she thought with a certain resignation, looking at the rows and rows of new plants that had to be saved from the encroaching army of weeds, she would just have to wait!
Meanwhile, May Turner was on the last leg of her rounds with the eggs and that milk which she dropped off. It was so inexpensive that most people were quite willing to come to the farm themselves for what they needed. She would only deliver what was on her route to the stores. There was too much to do to spend her day making home deliveries! In fact, she had just dropped her last dozen eggs at Mrs. Parkinson's and was leaving the yard when she thought she saw a familiar silver shape next to the red barn.
She slowed down the car and squinted into the bright southeast sunlight. That was certainly Thornton and with Mrs. Parkinson's doberman! What was he doing away from the farm at this hour of the day? He always stayed with Melvin. Was Melvin here for some reason? No, he would have had to run to be here so soon! Why should he? Mrs. Parkinson would have no need to call him for anything. It would be safe to take the dog home, she reasoned. Thornton had obviously come visiting by himself.
While she got out of the car to call him, it occurred to her that the big dog had certainly taken a liking to Kathy. Well, he's a male, isn't he? she thought and then was immediately surprised by the nature of her crude and just a little jealous idea! What in the world was the matter with her? She had had her chance for all kinds of sex and had maintained her dignity instead. She would do so until the end, she resolved. What was making her think crazy thoughts like this? Was she going out of her mind? Surely her physical frustration would go away as long as she worked to keep her mind off them!
"Thornton! Thornton! Come here, boy!" she called toward the barn, but not even an ear seemed to twitch in response. She grimaced and shaded her eyes with her hand to take a closer look.
"Thornton! Here, Thornton!" she called again, a trace of desperation in her voice. What in the world was he doing? She could see him all right, next to the barn, partly in the shade so that he looked almost as if he were working on a shadow instead of Mrs. Parkinson's big black doberman. Oh, God, May moaned. He was copulating with the black bitch like crazy! She gasped and put a hand to her chest before she determinedly crossed the barn drive in pursuit of her own dog. As she approached within a few feet of the busily engaged pair, she stopped short. Her eyes were blazing and she felt a furious thumping in her heart together with a curious warmth in the vicinity of the juncture of her thighs.
She had always tacitly assumed that Thornton had a sex life, but somehow she had never expected to see him so that the reality of it seemed more unreal than the assumption. She at first found herself disbelieving that it could be! "Oh, Thornton," she murmured weakly, her fist falling slightly clenched at her side. The big silver haired shepherd was looking at her with fiercely gleaming eyes, and his stiff red animal-cock could be seen slipping in and out of the confines of the doberman's cunt, the walls of her pussy clinging hungrily along it with every outstroke.
May studied the female animal's dark face. The wanton hussy was obviously enraptured over being so beautifully fucked by such a fine animal as Thornton. Her black eyes glowed like coals beneath the slight ridges of her lids, which quivered with emotion as she stood there, complacently and happily presenting herself for Thornton's rampaging use. He had mounted her from behind, of course, with his forepaws holding tight to her back. Beneath, his haunches were struggling for support on the uneven ground as his pelvis worked in and out of the doberman's cuntal channel with a fury that held May spellbound. She wondered if it didn't hurt terribly to be taken in this way, without any tenderness whatever, no more than that impaling animal penis sliding helplessly in and out, in and out?
For a moment, closing her eyes, she felt as though she were going to faint. This was assuredly the most obscene thing she had ever witnessed, and her legs were rooted to the ground like tree stumps, unable to move. She was an audience of one, petrified into a human statue as she stood dumbly in Mrs. Parkinson's yard while Thornton fucked in and out of the lovely sleek-haired doberman's tender cunt beneath the light of the mid-morning sun. The animals were surrounded by the familiar sights that May had grown to look at without seeing, the barn, the trees, the rolling earth and the little pond that bordered the road so that everyone driving through always stopped to admire the ducks. Now these things were all no more than props for the fantastic sight of her dog and the slick black female who was so intimately enjoying his favors.
Finding her lithe legs shaking and her loins churning in a weird kind of unaccustomed excitation, May Turner shuddered. She had occasionally felt a normal sort of sexual arousal down through the years of marriage, but she could remember nothing as wildly thrilling and stimulating as watching the obscene animal coupling beside the red barn. It was quite obvious that the doberman was enjoying it to the fullest. Thornton was really a Don Juan of sorts, May expected, that was among the local bitches. He was handsome in a sexual way, the woman further conceded, not in the usual doggy way. Thornton had a certain magnetism which must drive the girls wild!
Chapter 4
The atmosphere in the farmhouse was very mellow for the next couple of days as each of its occupants struggled with his or her own confusion and had little time to notice anything amiss in the behavior of the others. Thornton very easily took over the farm, rousing each of his human workers when something was supposed to be done, goading them as they absent-mindedly performed each task. The eggs were gathered, the chickens were fed, the garden was weeded, and the cows were tended to all because of Thornton's persistent nagging. He understood his role, or seemed to and was proud of it. He was everywhere at once, his silver fur shining in the sun, his black lips pulled back into a perpetual toothy grin, his long pink tongue panting strongly in and out as he supervised each task. Melvin's mind seemed to be so committed to avoiding Kathy and working hard that he often forgot what it was he was supposed to work hard at! May was restless and getting progressively more preoccupied. Thornton caught her glancing slyly and perplexedly at his genitals once in awhile or staring into space out a window with a half-peeled potato in her motionless hand. Kathy's eyes were unobtrusively for Melvin and her dejection was painful, but Thornton expected that with patience, he could change all that!
The spoiled young city girl was used to having her way about things and was sure that in time, she would be able to change the relationships in the house more to suit her own needs. In the meantime, she discovered that there was some fun in doing the chores around the farm, especially with Thornton around yapping and even helping more than she realized a dog could. Nevertheless, the routine, without any sex to even briefly assuage the burning needs within her loins, was quickly becoming very frustrating for the healthy, well-developed fifteen year old. She finger-fucked herself continually at night, but this was a far cry from what she now understood as the real thing and it scarcely left her any more relaxed in the morning. There was obviously no way to meet anyone way out here and no time to visit at any distance even if she knew where there was anyone she wanted to meet. The milk customers never brought any young teenagers with them although they often brought dogs.
Thornton was well entertained. He had never bothered the bitches quite so much before. but now he seemed to make a point of leading them to wherever Kathy was working and furiously fucking them as close to her as he could maneuver, his haunches working madly as his big red cock slid in and out of the dog's shamelessly presented pussy-slit.
Always he seemed to be looking at her as he did this, almost as if he were a human male showing off. When she caught the two dogs together like this, Kathy would find her breath coming in sharp excited gusts. Of course, she should have assumed that the bitches would find Thornton devilishly attractive with his gorgeous coat and his rakish black eye, she told herself, but why did the sight of two dogs fucking excite her so? Perhaps it was because her own sex life had become suddenly so barren after the enticing awakening of a few nights ago. It could have been, also, because Thornton was one of the dogs! She could feel her belly surging with youthful emotion when she watched them, and in no time at all her sparse young pussy-hair seemed to be moistening with her vicarious arousal. Then she would return to her room and rub herself furiously between the legs, trying hard not to think of the handsome German Shepherd. But in no time at all her feeling with respect to Thornton was becoming a mixture of natural female jealousy and lust at seeing someone else engaging inactive sex. Because she had rejected, him and he had quickly found someone else, she was as jealous as any girl would be of a fickle beau, and she found herself desiring him to come at least once more to visit her. This was the eternal female reaction since time immemorial, for nothing makes a man as attractive to a woman as another woman's interest in him. Therefore, even though Kathy had no intention whatever of pursuing any conscious bestial behavior, she still would have liked to have Thornton come around to pay obeisance to her again. That he wasn't doing so but was apparently purposely tormenting her with the other dogs only vexed her frustration and sense of being wronged.
So in spite of all the new activities and the fresh air and smells of the farm, the lovely Kathy was going to bed terribly unhappy and dissatisfied with the agony of a frustrated existence. Thornton had withdrawn his attention and affection, and she was smarting like a woman betrayed. There seemed to be no possibility of solving the problem! The situation certainly looked depressing until one night when she couldn't seem to get to sleep and she was to learn just how much the attractive powerful German Shepherd could come to mean to her. It was very late when the voluptuous young girl stirred restlessly in her rumpled bed, her thighs sticking together slightly due to the cumming she had experienced from her finger fucking of her own salaciously demanding pussy much earlier.
Her powder blue nightie was bunched up almost around her neck and, looking down, she could see the high twin peaks of her firm young breasts poking up beyond the barrier of her rumpled nightdress. Her legs were spread wide apart as though in open invitation to some phantom lover standing at the foot of the bed. She was remembering a dream she had just had in the few moments of light sleep she had fallen into after her orgasm. It was a dream of herself and Thornton in an incredibly lurid pose! Her breath caught and she bit down hard on her lower lip. And now, because she was acquiring the habit of playing with herself to forget things and fall asleep, she automatically moved her fingers into the rapidly moistening juncture of her smooth, cum-smeared thighs while thinking of the big silver dog. She pushed her middle finger up through her soft pussy hair and on through her sensitive clinging cuntal lips, where she established a slow, teasing circling rhythm around the clenched little opening to her overheated vagina. As the vividness of her dream-adventure with Thornton flickered through her impressionable, lust-saturated brain as though she were watching a slightly out-of-focus television screen, her flesh seemed to ache all over with perverted anticipation.
Breathing a little sigh of surrender mixed with despair, she withdrew her finger and smoothed her hands carefully up to her breasts, touching them slightly in guarded exploration. "Ooooh," she moaned aloud into the stillness of the late night. They seemed so tender and full of desire. Wouldn't it be nice to have a hot lapping mouth working over them? Her hands explored farther, coursing their way down again over her succulently rounded belly and finally up once more between her still open thighs. Again she groaned as her fingers made tender contact with the lewdly moistening edges of her vaginal slit. Her fingers probed the sensitive opening, her fingertips becoming wetly slick from the sticky pre-coital liquid that was seeping so viscously from it, anointing the split of her buttocks and the bed beneath.
Then very suddenly the door opened and there was her aunt, a horrified look spreading across her tired face. "Why, Kathy! What are you doing?"
Thoroughly mortified, Kathy quickly withdrew her fingers from her burning little pussy and jerked the covers up over her heaving nakedness.
"Nothing, Aunt May, I mean ... nothing ... that is I was ... trying to sleep!"
Aunt May entered the room with her arms crossed, a stern expression masking her flushing pink features. Thornton padded in softly after her and sat down unobtrusively, looking bored and uninterested, in one barely visible corner of the room.
"Well, Kathy," Aunt May remonstrated sharply, " as you must have been taught, a good girl keeps her hands away from her own body!" She paused, seemed to think of something, and then softened. "Now, see if you can't get to sleep. It's very late." With that the offended aunt went out of the bedroom, slamming the door behind her.
Tears welled up in Kathy's eyes as the door closed. Heavy wet tears finally flooded out and trickled down her cheeks. His eyes all sorrow and sympathy, Thornton padded over to the bed and nestled his snout in between the weeping youngster's thighs, whimpering lightly. She pushed her fingers into his soft fur and began fondling his ears, still weeping copiously.
"Is it my fault, Thornton? I can't help it! I'm a flesh and blood girl with the same wretched desires of everyone else! Can I help it if I like fucking? Can I help a thing like that?" Thornton yelped sympathetically and let out an understanding bark. Not noticing that the coverlet was slipping away from her torso to reveal the majestic beauty of her heaving, pink-tipped breasts, Kathy took the dog's noble masculine face in her hands and looked down at him affectionately.
"You understand, don't you, Thornton? You're the only person in this house that does! I'll bet you understand all about females, don't you? I've seen the way you fuck the little girl dogs who come here, you devil!"
Thornton seemed to grin wickedly, and then suddenly his long pink tongue lashed out across the width of her breasts, lapping electrically over her already throbbing nipples. "Thornton!" she exclaimed, drawing back. "Why, you naughty ... you ... good dogs keep their tongues in their mouths!"
With this Thornton appeared to smile in his knowing way, and the next thing she knew, he had suddenly leaped up onto the bed and was buffeting around on her legs, stepping gingerly. All at once his ears perked up and he seemed to look at her significantly.
"Ooooohhhh, Thornton, don't look at me like that!" she whispered, backing off across the bed, deeply moved and drawing the sheet up after her. Her loins felt as if they were full of butterflies. There was a deep fluttering in her belly that resembled no other feeling of sexual anticipation that she had ever felt before. Was this it? Was this the adventure her restless mind had been searching for all week? Did she want this handsome animal?
"You know I love you, you devil. You made me love you, you good-for-nothing, evil, good-looking thing you," she confessed. "But what about Aunt May? We're certain to get caught. After all, lover, she burst in here once, didn't she?"
The giant German Shepherd stepped carefully across the bed toward her, leaving no pawprint on the sheet. His jaw hung slack, and that enormous long red tongue which had so titillated her nipple was hanging out of his head wet with saliva. Kathy winced and withdrew into herself. What could she do? The masterful beast was so damned sure of himself ... and of her!
Then abruptly Thornton took the decision out of her hands. His knowing eyes devoured her long strawberry blonde hair, only a pale off-white on the moonlit pillow, her high-set widely spaced breasts with their throbbing hard nipples, the soft curve of her pretty white stomach. Then, incredibly, he bent his head and took the coverlet and sheet both in his teeth, stepping backward quickly and drawing them off in order to fully expose her breathless nakedness.
"Thornton! Oh, please, no!" she protested. "This is wrong, darling! You're a ... a ... ooooohhh, darling!"
Then it was too late, for even as she tried to grip one of his pointy furred ears, his cold nose nudged first one thigh wide open and then the other. Her legs fell obediently to either side of the disheveled bed. The entire situation was so mind-blowing, so totally unlike anything she had ever encountered before in her young life, that she didn't know how to cope with it effectively. All she could do was lie there, squirming her buttocks back into the mattress, her legs still spread wide as Thornton backed off her, his big brown eyes eating her up voraciously.
This new mistress was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen in his life, and that long hair that glinted with glowing embers of fire in the sun was not a small part of the attraction he felt. He seemed to be gazing in intoxicated rapture at her enchanting figure spread open in sacrifice on the bed before him. Then abruptly his head inclined and he made one long swiping lick up through the sticky wet crevice which reached from her anus right up to the quivering lips of her burning young pussy.
"Oooohhh," she moaned softly, gripping the big dog's ears. "Oooooh, darling!" she whispered.
Her mouth hung open in bewilderment in the wake of the enervating shock of feeling his hot tongue dart along her erogenous slit. Her eyes became glazed over and deeply smoked with lust. Moving awkwardly Thornton positioned himself, as best he could on the spongy mattress, in between her legs and over her rapidly rising and falling belly, beneath which dwelt the focal point of all animal desire, human or otherwise. She pushed her fingers into the soft fur, and then his snout inclined until it was scarcely inches away from her throbbing pubic mound. Surrendering at last, the desire-weakened girl shuddered ecstatically as she dug her fingers even deeper into the silky fur on the back of his head.
"You mustn't, darling," she whimpered softly, believing just the opposite. Her hotly seething cunt felt as if it were aflame from the fire-branding lick of his wetly prodding tongue. In her secret heart she wanted only for him to continue and continue and continue. This was it ... the big one!
Suddenly his tongue was there again, lashing through her molten, lava-heated pussy like a hot knife through butter. Kathy groaned with pleasure that seemed to wrack her loins and force a shivering thrill outward throughout her burning nerve endings. That was beyond consideration. Nothing mattered except the fierceness of Thornton's majestic animal's love. She wanted to dissolve into a pool of unfettered lust where she would know nothing but the unmitigated savagery of that wonderful sensation he was generating deep up within the shivering whiteness of her needing belly. Kathy sucked in her stomach and choked on her own agonized gasp for air as the tip of his tongue caressed maddeningly and with infinite knowledge along the moist red slit of her vagina, which opened like a flower in spring sunshine before his knowing canine manipulations. The dainty bud of her clitoris was clearly visible, throbbing violently into hardness just above the stretched elastic opening of her curl-fringed little cuntal entrance.
His long wet tongue snaked out to flick teasingly at the quivering little nub of raw nerves at the top of her pussy-slit once again. Kathy's body jerked at the searing electric contact and her legs clamped snugly together over the smooth fur of his head, her soft inner thighs imprisoning his pointed ears in a viselike grip. Then her hips began a slow up and down movement in lewd rhythm to the probings of his slavering tongue. Soft mewls of animal pleasure seeped from between her tightly clenched teeth. The fifteen year old was trapped in a mindless fit of uncontrolled lust and depravity, her upper torso writhing like a belly dancer's, her firm white breasts dancing and heaving with emotion.
As her pelvis twisted lustfully forward into Thornton's ardently licking face, Kathy's mouth opened with a depraved gasp. Her mind felt as if it were exploding in all directions. She wasn't certain now just who or what or where she was. There was only this marvelous feeling in her loins that was totally unlike anything she had ever felt before in her life, even with Melvin, a combination of Thornton's whiskers against the smooth flesh of her thighs, the occasional touch of his cold wet nose, and above all the out-of-this-world tongue of his that was like fever in the blood, an electric cattle prod working over the budding sensitive folds of her hot young pussy till she thought she would go stark-raving mad with desire. Her young body squirmed involuntarily in lewd surrender to the nerve shattering licking of the bestial tongue and mouth so ardently branding her burning, seething cunt. Her hands cupped her own full tingling breasts and squeezed them hard until she moaned from the combination of delights she was feeling throughout her sensuously squirming breasts, belly and thighs.
"Oh, God," she groaned as loudly as she dared, as the tantalizing lapping of the immense pink tongue continued, its hot wet movement threatening to consume her in paroxysms of obscene delight. Her pussy and loins felt as if they had melted into hot honeyed butter, and her legs shivered with erotic spasms. She ground her buttocks lasciviously back against the mattress, screwing her quivering little ass-cheeks around and around in small circles beneath his fiercely debauching tongue. It was so delicious to feel this exquisitely depraved rape of her fire-filled young cunt that she wanted to sob from pure joy. There was nothing in the world, could be nothing in the world like this fantastic tremulous feeling that was turning her stomach, bones and nerve endings upside down and inside out. She wanted to wallow in this powerful enslaving sensation of his warm slippery tongue slicing through the soft wet flesh of her aroused pussy and pushing it up inside before it. His great slobbering tongue slithered over the naked cuntal crevice of the writhing teenage girl, driving her wild with desire. She reveled like a heathen in hell its lewd tingling joy until she thought her entire body was going to explode into a thousand fragments.
"Oh, God," she breathed, hoarse with desire. "I like it. Go on, darling, go on!"
She spread her thighs wider in order to give the slaving German Shepherd's tongue greater access, her eyes glazed dumbly with mindless passion. Her fingers clutched his soft furry coat, dragging it up in bunches and enjoying the wonderful rich feel of it.
Thornton's tail wagged with pure happiness as he lapped hungrily at his new mistress' moist vaginal slit. He had adored her from the first moment he had seen her long, exciting hair, and he was delighted to find that she appreciated his devotion as much as he had expected she would. He lapped greedily at the soft narrow folds between her legs from which trickled the most delicious liquid-honey he had ever tasted in his life. His tongue licked wetly up and down from tender anus to quivering erect clitoris, the tip of it burrowing slightly into both her cuntal and her anal apertures. The fluted pink edges of her pussy were an open wound alive with shivering sensation, quivering maddeningly with every lap. The tiny sensation-bud concealed in her pussy-slit felt electrically tingly and all ready to burst. His great tongue spread relentlessly through the soft, hair-covered swelling of her pubic mound until Kathy began spewing out low gargling sounds of ecstatic delirium from deep in her chest. She jerked spasmodically at his fantastic technique and felt as if she were dying when his tongue doubled up lengthwise and attempted to insert itself like a penis into her shattered little vagina.
She shuddered and chilled from the intense sexual stimulation that only indulging in something forbidden can provide. Her brain could scarcely imagine anything more illicit than having her cuntal regions lapped by a German Shepherd, and her body responded accordingly, jerking and writhing under that depraved electric prod. Her lustful moans alternated with feeble mewls of unnatural pleasure, pleasure that the slithering dog tongue, dripping with saliva and the secretions of her cunt, was literally forcing her to enjoy. She grasped his bristly furred ears and tried to draw his long nose right up into her cunt. With a deep animal sound she kicked her legs back up over her head and pulled his nose forward into her well-lubricated vagina so that his giant tongue thrust out and up into her moist passageway like an attacking lizard, ravishing her upturned young cunt without mercy.
Now suppressed incoherent whispers began streaming from her bubbling moist lips, red with desire, as she could feel her cum hurtling toward her like a great wave from an unimaginable distance. She pleaded with and encouraged the dumb animal salivating between her squirming upthrust buttocks, inciting Thornton to lick her all the more furiously until it felt as if his tongue was not soft flesh at all but more like a red-hot poker illuminating her too-long-denied pussy in the night room.
"That's it, ooooohhhh, darling!" she moaned. "Oh God! I'm cumming! Oh, my God, it's wonderful."
It certainly was. As her orgasm came hurtling toward her, it was like a ball of fire lighting up the universe. Her beautiful face contorted with lust. Her eyes rolled back into her head as though she were dying and her head flailed from side to side on the pillow. A mighty, fire-spitting dragon had come to life inside her loins, causing her whole being to shatter in mindless passion. As she lay frantically gasping, Thornton lapped at her fevered pussy, licking and swallowing her viscous cum as fast as he could. Then, with a low growl, he withdrew his hot, wetly coated tongue from her vagina and began to tenderly caress her heaving white breasts.
May sat alone in her room absently staring at the cracks in one corner of her ceiling. Kathy was too much for her to contend with, she felt, although outside of the latest incident, she could not think of any specific problem that the child had caused. She found herself almost wishing Kathy would do something tangible, something she could cope with. Of course, her brother, Gerald, was very likely oblivious to the problem. What problem, he would ask, no doubt, and what could she say? Men never felt the subtle under currents, the vague forebodings, that women were subjected to by their infernal intuitions. But May could see full well that her niece was a sensual and lusty lady. With her full upthrust breasts, the waspish waist and flaring hips over those long, lightly tanned legs, the girl fairly glowed with sexuality. She noticed that even Melvin sensed it as she supposed that this was the reason her young son was avoiding the girl.
The worst effect seemed to be upon herself and her own long starved body. She was beginning to feel the erotic stimulation that the child was imposing by her very presence. Kathy is such a sex nymph, she thought, that she's even turning me on! It's too horrible to believe, too perverse and licentious! The poor woman was near panic, but still she felt a strange sense of relief in at least having the internal fortitude to admit the truth. Recalling her shocked surprise at finding Kathy masturbating so furiously a while ago, her fingers buried deep up within the glistening folds of her vagina, May felt her throat clench. Although she had no inclinations whatever toward lesbianism, the scene had certainly been stimulating to the strait-laced Yankee mother. She had felt her heart thumping wildly in her chest without a pause, and it had taken forever to collect herself.
Besides that, there were the depraved responses aroused several times this week when she had come upon Thornton fucking the life out of one dog or another. She had realized finally with terror that she had envied some of the bitches! Oh, God, the sexual energy being generated around here was very real, she insisted to herself. She was not imagining it. The confused woman felt a surge in her loins as she recalled how passionately her husband had tried to make love to her. What does one do about a situation like this?
Kathy lay back on her bed enraptured by the experience of the most shattering orgiastic explosion of her life. Totally spent and exhausted, the voluptuous teenager was breathing heavily, her ripely upthrust breasts falling in shapely unrest on either side of her heaving chest. They quivered and shook as she breathed, still hard and pointed at the nipples and tingling deliciously as Thornton ran his tongue over them again and again, lapping at their erect pinkness and prodding them soothingly. Her luscious young body was gleaming with perspiration under the onslaught of deep emotion and near frantic lust. Thornton, with his well-practiced technique in the art of love-making, had left the not totally inexperienced teenager weak and shivering with sexual anticipation.
Shutting her eyes and running her fingers steadily over and through his silver furry coat, Kathy moaned softly. Lurid images of herself and Thornton in a variety of immoral poses flashed in review through her passion-blazed mind. There was a warm wetness still between her thighs that made the tops gleam, and it seemed with each fresh flick of Thornton's masterful tongue she felt more out of her head than before, and a copious flood of clear viscous fluid would seep from her vaginal walls, race achingly down her cuntal channel and out onto her hair-fringed pussy, dribbling softly into the surrounding mat of blonde pubic hair.
Thornton bared his teeth in a simulated smile and then began stuffing his nose under her body in order to shove her over onto her belly. A warning signal activated itself from somewhere inside Kathy's subconscious mind. She knew that something really lewd was about to happen, but she had lost all strength of will and had not the faintest desire to resist. How could it matter now after he had made such exquisite love to her with his tongue? What could be more depraved and obscene than that?
Under the magic of that fervidly lapping tongue which had sent her to such incredible heights of ecstasy that all thought of her cousin had vanished, Kathy's resistance was completely demolished. She had just experienced the orgasm of her dreams! Now she had found the one who could make her happy. Thornton, her precious Thornton, had given her what absolutely no one had ever been able to give her, complete satisfaction.
"Mmmmmm," she mewled softly, caressing her new found lover. "What is it my love? What are you going to do to me now?" the wanton teenager asked anxiously.
But the massive silver dog merely growled thrillingly and shoved more exactly into position. Her quivering young body was now spread-eagled face down on the bed. Then his huge head lowered again, his thick tongue slithering out into the exposed crevice between the moaning fifteen-year-old's white smoothly undulating buttocks.
"Oh, darling Thornton," she whispered. "Oh, wow!" She twisted back toward him lasciviously, reaching behind her to spread the swelling mounds of her ass-cheeks and provide full access to her tiny secretly placed little anus. His tongue lashed her for another long avid moment as Kathy felt the aching hunger within spread from her abdomen up into her passion-swollen breasts. She was enslaved by the powerful beast panting behind her, but she didn't care. She labored, gasping for breath and squirmed achingly against the damp sheet, pushing the wet, lust-sensitized lips of her pussy down against the mattress as if to rub out the fire burning there. Her high generous breasts were brushing titillatingly against the bed as he nosed her up onto all fours, her long hair hanging lankly down over her back and shoulder. She was both thrilled and frightened over what she was expecting to happen. The huge German Shepherd was nuzzling into the lust-paralyzed girl's pussy from behind, setting her wild with desire. If only he'd hurry! But he only pushed his furry elongated face slowly between her pelvis and the mattress, raising her buttocks to a convenient height. It was maddening to her the way he was taking his time and she wanted to scream at him to hurry, but the dog was not to be rushed.
Because by now what he wanted was thrillingly plain, Kathy knelt obediently on all fours, waiting with her heart beating like a sledgehammer, elevating her spread buttocks and wriggling them enticingly at him in abject surrender to his animal lust. His relentless tongue had lashed her into servile defeat and now she was ready for anything. Then he came and made ready. For as Kathy posed there in suspense, up on all fours, Thornton slowly mounted the spread mounds of her smooth alabaster buttocks, his forepaws landing on her back and sending a bestial thrill shooting through her loins like boiling lava from a volcanic fissure. Now his glistening scarlet penis slid from its furry sheath, dripping pre-coital fluid across her legs and the already dampened sheet as he struggled to position himself. The tapered point slipped and danced in the moist hot crevice of her ass-cheeks as Thornton trembled and jerked, trying to bury the thick lengthening shaft of his gleaming dog-cock within the swollen confines of her waiting cunt.
The passion-enslaved girl, sobbing with illicit desire, looked behind her, shifting her wriggling rounded buttocks in order to try to capture the dog's lengthening penis, which was already becoming far more monstrous than she expected. Her cunt was aquiver with the expectation of what it might feel like and, like a bitch in agonized heat, she strove to sheath the long red organ within her voracious grasping teenage pussy. The sharp tip missed initially, slipping upward to bump thrillingly against her momentarily relaxed anus and almost attempted to enter her there. Oh my God, she thought, he's going to fuck me in my rectum with that! Uttering a stifled little cry, she tensed, instinctively trying to evade any rectal penetration. I'm too small there, my God, he'll kill me! She managed to avoid the slick, up-slipping animal cock, but Thornton returned immediately to the attack, thrusting blindly with slavering mindlessness, the thin point of his hardened penis slipping unsuccessfully underneath her buttocks crevice into the soft, hair-nested folds of her cuntal lips and bumping excitingly against her hotly throbbing clitoris.
"Oh, my darling Thornton! That's it! You've found me! Oh, my darling, fuck forward!" she moaned, writhing ecstatically at the prospect of her impending impalement.
The rod of his jerking, jabbing penis contrasted startlingly with the fevered pink of Kathy's passion-inflamed pussy as it spread her cuntal lips wider in his continued frantic search for the warm wet walls of her expectant vagina. The smooth rubbery head slowly and teasingly parted the softly curling strands of her sparse young pubic hair, and then suddenly, miraculously, it was working its way around up within the entrance of her aching little vaginal passage. The sensuously pulsating walls of her fifteen year old cunt gave their instinctive resistance almost immediately and then were nibbling out to grasp at his hard slick cock attempting to pull it deeper inside her.
"Oh! Oh!" she croaked hoarsely. "That's it, darling! Oh my God! You're fucking me now!"
As his wetly rigid penis slid forward through her tightly clutching pussy-lips, Thornton drooled and growled under his breath and then yelped softly as his pelvis bucked forward very hard, his furry haunches struggling for possession as his slender pulsating rod moved deeper up into the moaning helpless love-slave beneath him. He rested his cheek and jowls against the smooth white of her silky back and let her long hair waft over his slavering face. Then he began humping energetically in and out with mindless animal desire.
Kathy was skewered joyously now on the still expanding taper of his stiffly thrusting penis. Growling happily, he fucked forward, then back again, his penis slipping out momentarily until the desperate, frustrated girl reached in back of her and, grasping the slippery organ, guided the point of it back up into her hot pink cuntal slit. She could feel herself opening like a flower under a hot summer sun as his heavily driving cock spread her vaginal walls before it like a destroyer's bow cutting through ocean waves. Her nostrils flared from the savage heat of her lusty desire. There was no denying or imploring this magnificent wonderful feeling that was creating such turmoil in her young loins now. She could only go with it, go with the tide, let herself be carried away, his wondrously pounding hardness buried deep up within the pinkly grasping hole of her upraised pussy.
The teenager began to move rhythmically backward to meet the inward fucks of the panting dog as a lengthy, drawn-out sob of agonized relief broke from her tortured lips. As his forelegs trapped her waist, she began to undulate her body and move her trembling buttocks in lewd concentric circles, abandoning herself completely to the debauchery of the delicious animal fucking she was receiving from behind. Her full taut breasts danced tightly beneath her swaying torso, moving almost in time to the ravishing cock embedded deep up within her warmly engulfing vaginal walls. It seemed like a relentless hot poker of slick ecstasy-giving rigidity burying itself up in her openly flaring belly. Her breath was coming in tight little gasps and the burning sensations bubbling in the cauldron of her curvaceous young belly grew in maddening intensity with each passing moment. Thin trickles of sweat seemed to be running down everywhere along her hopelessly depraved flesh, running down finally into her navel and her churning pubic hair to mingle with the slick juices that were lubricating his continuing entrance and exit from her violently demanding cunt. The moist, hair-lined fringes of her warm throbbing pussy caressed his fast-moving penis like a starving mouth devouring a candy stick and she bit down hard on her lower lip in order to stifle her agonized but delighted groans that seemed to erupt afresh with each new inward and outward fuck of his heavily spearing cock.
Moaning obscene encouragement to the hunching beast in back of her through her fiercely clenched teeth, the kneeling fifteen year old was completely out of her mind by now. She was begging him to fuck her harder and faster and to spew his semen up into her vagina. She wanted to be filled to overflowing with his lewd animal cum. In her sex-drugged state, that was all that mattered in the world. She was no longer human but rather a shivering mass of perspiring, passion-deranged animal flesh dying to be subjugated. She revelled in this most taboo of all human behavior and ground her buttocks back against his hairy jerking body as if she were just another female dog lusting for all the cock she could get. Rivulets of moisture were building up in the crevice of her snugly rotating ass-cheeks, glistening in the moonlight of the bedroom as they ran slowly down the backs of her thighs. Thornton buffeted her into the squeaking mattress ruthlessly, until she was ready to climb the wall in order to quench the raging fire in her convulsively contracting cunt. She had to cum soon. She had to!
As she felt the first electric burst of approaching orgasm, she cried out before she remembered to muffle her voice in the mattress. She twisted her head from side to side wildly, her face contorting with lust, her mouth opened in one long continuous drawn-out moan. She screwed her buttocks greedily back onto the big German Shepherd's glistening penis and moaned and thrashed with delight. The giant animal's tongue hung panting out of his mouth, dripping saliva all over her back as he fucked furiously up into her. Then Thornton's face started contorting, too, as he could feel his scalding hot sperm beginning to explode outward through his pendulously bouncing balls.
Bursting out over the bridge of flesh that was sunk so deep up into the quivering girl's body, it spurted upward into her belly with a fierce rush that left her filled to the brim with his bestial cum. She could feel his cum splashing hotly around up inside her in every direction in thick hot squirts, provoking her own orgiastic upheaval, which came rushing at her like a forest fire in a high wind. The hot, copiously flowing liquid exploded back out from the tightly locked lips of her cunt in an obscene mixture of their dual cum and thin trails of the white-hot juices ran down the back of the long ivory columns of her thighs. Her body shuddered on the wrack of lust just as the dog was jerking out the final dregs from his cum-drained cock in back of her. Then, her ass-cheeks glistening with the juices of their depraved act, she pitched forward on her face, exhausted. Her lust-filled eyes glanced toward the door for no special reason. Noticing something, it took her a moment to focus, but she soon recognized with horror the waxen-like form of her Aunt May standing in gaping, stunned shock at dog and niece!
Chapter 5
The almost hundred miles to Gerald Brown's house seemed to have turned into a thousand to the distraught Ray Turner, who found suddenly that he was going through another stop sign. He had already driven the wrong way on a one way street without being caught. If he didn't take it easy, his luck was going to run out! He had discovered, too, that the day had turned cold. He was shivering almost uncontrollably behind the wheel of his car, although he noticed that the people on the streets were walking about in their shirt sleeves. He knew what was the matter, of course. How does a man approach his wife again after running off with another woman. It would look to May, he supposed, as though he had learned a lesson about Angie, about "cheap" women like her. That was exactly why he couldn't go directly home.
His brother-in-law, Gerald, was an okay guy. He wanted to explain to Gerald what he had done and why. He thought Gerald would understand the problems a man has sticking by a frigid woman. But running away had taught him that there was also a problem in running from his responsibilities as well. Christ, all he could think of was the amount of work that must have devolved upon his son. May worked hard anyway. There didn't seem to be anything else she enjoyed but work! But, Christ, a kid was a kid and Melvin was too serious as it was! He had never thought to turn to Gerald for help. Maybe he knew something about his sister that would unlock the human fires that surely must be in one woman as well as another. God, he hoped so! Right now he felt there was a volcano bubbling inside his belly that had no counterpart in his memory! He was aflame, explosive! The lustful itch in his groin was driving him wild! Yet every time he placed his hand on his tormented cock, it only caused him more anguish. He had left Angie days ago in order to think through exactly what he wanted to do. He had waited a trifle too long perhaps. His needs were monstrously out of control.
The aroused run-away husband shuddered and shut his eyes, almost swerving into another car. He was so frustrated that he thought it wise to try to get a grip on himself before he ended up smashing the car or being arrested for running a red light or some other fool thing. As he approached a small park, the quiet green Mecca beckoned the overwrought penitent and he parked his car to sit for a minute under the trees and desperately try to think of pigeons and swans and butterflies. Looking around, he couldn't help noticing the number of women who were walking their dogs in the park. It would not solve anything to look at women, he decided and started up the car again.
But now dogs and women were inerasibly on his mind. He thought of Thornton, wondering if the big dog missed him. Probably not. The guy from whom he had bought the silver dog had claimed that he was trained to be a ladies' dog, with a lewd leer. It seemed at the time like a magnificent idea to bring a dog like that into the house with May. Once Melvin fell in love with the dog, May would never dare get rid of him even if he tried to rape her! The dog had been in the house almost two years though and was as respectful of May as the minister. He was a hell of a disappointment! That scheme hadn't worked! As far as Ray could see, all the dog learned to care about was the damn cows! What he had dreamed would happen was that some morning, before May was dressed and her breasts were still jumping loosely beneath her nightie and robe or maybe sometime when her long shapely legs were exposed to their full advantage from the crisply ironed shorts she occasionally wore to sunbathe ... and she were bending over to fix her mat or pick up the dog's bowl that the animal would suddenly bound up to her and stick his wet nose right in the center of her crotch! Ray gasped just thinking with lewd fascination at the imaginary lascivious scene in his mind. He wondered if he were out of sight if the woman would actually allow the dog to work his nose upward between her legs a while before pulling away. Oh, Christ, he doubted it! He was a sleek, handsome animal though, Ray thought. If he could make time with his wife himself, Ray realized he would be jealous. Well, the dog had proved to be a dud and that was that!
May had heard the cry and then the muffled cadence of a female's straining moans from the north bedroom. She scarcely dared breathe as she moved stealthily forward down the corridor. But then she had heard it again, a lengthy series of deep mewling moans from Kathy's slightly open bedroom door. Impelled by fury, obscene curiosity, jealousy, and heaven-knew-what-else, the woman made her way quickly down the hall to the fifteen-year-old's door. She half expected to find Melvin ... but no! Clutching her throat in abject fear and apprehension of what horror she expected to find, she touched the door slightly and it swung open to reveal the most cunt-wrenching display of lasciviousness she had ever encountered in her entire life!
Unbelievably, on the soaked, rumpled, squeaking bed were Kathy on all fours and Thornton, his enormously hardened cock fucking in and out of Kathy's hair-fringed pussy, his hairy pelvis slapping her ass-cheeks rhythmically with every stroke, his forelegs dug firmly into the higher muscles of her back and his haunches moving at a furious pace. Above all that, his eyes gleamed in May's direction, his long red tongue, heavy with saliva, hanging lecherously out of his mouth and dripping all over the teenager's glistening white back.
May knew that she should put an end to this shameful behavior, but instead, she felt a wave of forbidden passion bursting through the walls of her vagina and flooding downward to her pussy-lips in a great rush of hot viscous liquid. She felt as if she might swoon away as she staggered against the door. Meanwhile, Thornton's cock continued to slither in and out of the tightly grasping cuntal aperture of the kneeling teenager girl, the big German Shepherd panting as if he were running a race. Beneath him, Kathy's long light hair was flying around her head and her bouncing breasts were dancing in depraved rhythm to her hoarse punctuated little gasps of pure abandoned lust.
Then the groans became wild and incoherent that streamed from the young girl's moistly contorting lips, ragged with passion as she babbled and heaved like a bitch in heat, and May sensed breathlessly that her niece's climax could not be far off. In between, when she could get her voice, Kathy pleaded with Thornton to fuck her faster.
"Oh God! I'm cumming! Oh, my God, it's wonderful!"
As Kathy became convulsed with her animalistic orgasm, there was a swift whooshing intake of breath and then Thornton's pelvis began jerking violently as the dog yelped and barked, his hairy balls slapping lewdly up between her thighs, pulling high up into his churning scrotum as they delivered their fiery hot load across the full length of his penis and on up into the hot wellspring of the human female's vagina.
May leaned against the door frame. She felt as though she were strangling. The feeling in her loins had surged wildly out of control and before she could even begin to think straight about doing something about this terrible mess, she had to find a way of calming that flaming forest fire that was raging out of control within her over-excited belly. Tearing herself forcefully away from the terrifying debauched scene, she raced down the hall and into the bathroom. There she would have been safe, if Kathy hadn't spied her briefly as the girl came spinning crazily downward out of the most mind-bending orgasm she'd ever had in her life.
The satiated fifteen-year-old was not sure at first what she should do about the fact that her aunt had caught her and Thornton in their illicit coupling. Horrid visions of herself being separated from Thornton flooded her passion-drugged brain. In back of her she felt the German Shepherd's rapidly deflating penis becoming flaccid and slipping slickly from her grasping cuntal passage. She ground backward onto it to preserve some of its tingle, but it was no use. Thornton was drawing out of her, huffing and puffing for breath. It seemed like an age before she could get her head together and figure out what to do, because she was so totally exhausted. She raised her buttocks up high into the air and wriggled them in the last rapture of her forbidden self-debasement. The soft pink folds of her cunt seemed to squeeze together, comforting each other. When she could finally get her face up from the soiled sheet, she had somewhat sorted things out.
Kathy's girlish intuition told her that very likely the reason Aunt May hadn't stopped them was that she had been just as stimulated by the scene as Kathy had been by watching Thornton with others. It was natural. It occurred to Kathy, too, that Uncle Ray had been gone a couple of months now. Kathy had only to remember how crazy she had gone in less than one week! What else could it be? The older woman certainly had no trouble interfering when she caught Kathy fingering herself! Ohhhh! Now the child was recalling how sometimes she had seen Aunt May watching Thornton fuck his girl dogs and the expression that she had seen now became clear. Suppose Thornton had been Aunt May's lover! No. That wasn't likely, but it was likely that Aunt May would like him to be! She had a guilty conscience! Poor Aunt May! Then Kathy had a brilliant brainstorm! Maybe it would be a good idea to strike while the iron is hot as her grandmother used to say.
She jumped out of bed with Thornton close on her heels, wagging his tail and seeming to smile with expectancy. "You have mental telepathy, too, you devil!" Kathy said, laughing at the huge animal. "You also have a harem. Wow! And I'll bet you've been dying to lick Aunt May's pussy! Well, this is going to be your night to prowl, Mister Thornton!"
In the bathroom, May, blind with desire, her brain reeling and her body possessed by a need so primeval and intense it had taken complete hold over her, turned on the tub and threw off her clothes, her full ripe breasts heaving rapidly with every breath, coming now in short, frantic gasps. She had a confused thought of Melvin but had noticed that his door was closed and knew that he could sleep through just about anything. Thank God for that, at least!
The unexpected sight of Thornton lewdly fucking her niece from behind had been the spark that ignited the roaring, raging fire inside her body that had been smoldering in her belly for so long. She was absolutely outside herself, the self she knew, and all consideration of right and wrong, good or bad, was totally irrelevant.
Nothing existed outside the all consuming need for relief that the previously unknown sensations had triggered in her belly, in her loins, in her cunt, in her very soul. The picture of Kathy and Thornton was permanently etched on her brain, branded by the searing iron of her own base lust.
As she stripped away her nightgown in one swift movement, the slender blonde felt her full ripe body quaking violently as she noticed her voluptuous, firmly molded body and her finely chiseled face in the mirror. She saw the blue eyes flashing back at her, the pupils dilated, the irises almost disappeared. It was almost as if she had another self that had been in hiding and was now ready to take over. Maybe she was schizophrenic! Certainly her mind was on the edge of some disaster. Even the bestial couple's depraved moanings and groanings seemed to be haunting her passion-crazed mind. She heard the sound of the bed squeaking, saw the tangled animal-human limbs, a sleek silver mixture of satin and fur in the moonlit room. The vision caused her thighs to burn and her cuntal lips to twitch in their rising need.
At this point after so much suppression, she was far beyond fighting and tingling sensation within her tortured vagina. As if in a dream her own hands began to involuntarily massage the. straining tautness of her full, melon-shaped breasts, trapping the trembling nipples between her fingers, kneading and pulling at them until it felt as if she would rip them loose from the quivering white mounds. She groaned and let her head fall backward, her long hair flailed out behind her, trailing silkenly over her responsively twitching buttocks. First she made herself sweep the hair into a corded bun and pin it, but then, involuntarily, her hands darted down her body on their own accord and groped at the hotly throbbing little split of her pubic mound, to somehow placate the angrily raging desire. She knew she would not be able to continue her own teasing much longer. Her legs had turned to jelly. Her knees were shaking. She was weak with passion. The bath was steaming as she stepped into the water, allowing her overwrought body to be soothed by the delightful intoxication of its warmth. She slid down into the hot water and lay still for a brief moment. Then, almost without thinking, she gave up completely to the desires of her body, which had separated somehow from her body, or so it seemed!
Lifting one foot to dangle over the edge of the tub, her legs scissored open. She could feel her moist pussy-slit now palpitating against the tips of her fingers as they drew the narrow furrow open, exposing the lips of her eagerly pulsating cunt to the heat of the bath. Then with a groan she sank a middle finger deep up into the viscous mouth of her passion-tortured vagina. The aunt held her breath, relieved momentarily, but not for long. For now the fire burned more intensely, demanding more fuel to feed its lascivious hunger. She inserted another finger, and then another, so that finally there were three fingers sluicing lewdly in and out of her wildly clasping cuntal recess.
She was driven on by the vision in her mind of Kathy being fucked by her own German Shepherd, and she rocked back and forth in the bathwater, surging up a churning whirlpool of activity, screwing her fingers deeper and deeper up into her hotly enveloping cunt. She could see in her mind's eye, Thornton's glistening red cock slipping into the wanton teenager's hungrily clutching vagina, sinking through the soft pubic hair like a well-greased rod. The woman's gasps began to match the ones she had heard between the girl and the dog. Her finger became Thornton's hotly searing cock, and suddenly she found that her cunt wanted everything done to it that Kathy was getting.
Yes! She wanted to be mounted like a bitch in heat, too, wanted to be fucked! If only Ray were back now, pumping his rock-hard cock into the searing hot little channel up between her obscenely spread thighs.
By now the lust-demented aunt had to have more. Her fingers were no longer enough. But what? In instinctive desperation, the fingers on her other hand reached around behind her, parting the soft crevice of her smoothly undulating buttocks, searching for the tightly puckered anus within as she leaned her back against the tub and raised her ass-cheeks from the bottom. She gasped as one finger slid as if magnetized up into the hungrily engulfing little hole, and in her haste a fingernail dug into the soft fleshy walls, sending a sharp jolt coursing throughout her quivering body. Her anal orifice was not as tight as she might have expected, having been so warmly loosened by the action of the bathwater, so that her finger actually slid into her rectum with very little resistance. She had no idea why she had penetrated herself in such a depraved manner. It had been more instinct than anything else. But now she found that it felt so good rubbing up against the ones sunk deep in her cunt that she would have died had anyone made her remove it.
She wormed her ardently raping finger deeper and deeper up into her nether passage as though possessed by a lusting demon. With each advancing millimeter, the combined feeling of the fingers lodged in both rectum and vagina became even more overwhelming than before. She was bathing in a solution of pure sensuality, her whitely glistening tits dancing against the surface of the water as she held herself suspended between the tension of back and feet against the tub to enable herself to continue at will her lewd double fucking of her cunt and asshole. Jolts of electricity seemed to be swarming unceasingly through her fiercely energized loins. She hung for one unimaginable long moment teetering on the edge of release, her entire body vibrating with lust, unable to see or feel the hot love juices gushing into the water from around her ravaging fingers. She could feel her orgasm taking hold of her with a great roar, like a volcano exploding on a mountain top above a quiet village or an enormous tidal wave flashing across the sea and swamping and destroying everything in its path.
Then suddenly her imaginings were replaced by those she was imagining! Kathy and Thornton were standing wide-eyed in the open bathroom doorway. She hadn't even thought to lock the door! She always did! Was it some subconscious hope that had made her forget? "Kathy!" the older woman sat abruptly up in the bath, causing a great commotion in the water. "Have you no sense of privacy at all?" Kathy reached behind her and closed the bathroom door with herself and Thornton inside. How dare they! May just wanted to be left alone to finish the most beautiful finger-fucking of her life, to finish her orgasm, to achieve her much needed cum. Instead she had to draw her fingers out of her belly immediately, embarrassed, bristling with rage.
Kathy had not bothered to even throw on a robe and with Melvin in the house! She was as bare as the day she was born, stark naked from toenails to luscious strawberry blonde tresses. Her firm round breasts jiggled as she moved. Her body was supple and firm, like any fifteen-year-old's in good health. It was only her unusual voluptuous development which made her so breath-taking to watch. As she moved gracefully across the bathroom floor, the soft white curves of her hip bones glinted in the fluorescent lighting. Her flesh was glossy, exquisitely smooth and perfect everywhere. At the juncture of her smoothly tapered legs lay the little sparsely curled triangle of her cunt with its scarcely visible gleam of pink in between. Little wonder Thornton had wanted to fuck her like he had his bitches, the aunt found herself thinking somewhat irrationally to herself.
"Hi, Aunt May," Kathy smiled wickedly, moving purposefully toward the bathtub and falling quickly to her knees beside it. May tried at the last moment to draw the shower curtain shut, but they were too fast for her. Thornton growled a warning and Kathy's hand prevented the curtain from going all the way. "Now, Aunt May," she grinned impishly at the startled older woman, flashing her dimples at their very deepest. "Relax, Aunt May. After all, Thornton and I have just come to help you get bathed, that's all. Isn't that right, Thornton?"
Thornton's red tongue hung between his pointed incisors and his eyes gleamed confidently. May felt her breath catch, and her hands struggled to conceal herself because now, after all she had seen and heard, she felt sure Thornton was no ordinary dog. He had the potential for being almost like a human lover. It was amazing to consider how many times he had seen her naked and she had never felt at all self-conscious until now. But everywhere she placed her hands they were far less than adequate covering. If she put them on her breasts then her soft, still sensuously throbbing pussy was unconcealed beneath the water, and if she covered her cuntal vee, her full heaving breasts remained in full sight of the incited animal.
"You ... you must get out of here at once," the confused woman attempted to protest, tossing her wet hair, which had tumbled out of her knot into the water.
Kathy heard the creeping weakness in her aunt's voice and the naked young teenager was already letting the water out of the tub. "We're going to help you wash, Aunt May," Kathy said innocently.
"With ... without water?" May breathed huskily as Kathy was flinging the bathplug into the sink and the water was bubbling down and out of the tub. May stared at the formidable pair horrified, completely at a loss as to what to do. What in the world were they going to do?
However ridiculous it was to feel such prey to a dog and a mere little girl, in her lust-aroused state, the tortured woman felt totally incapable of handling the situation. Her breasts quivered and her legs felt robbed of all strength as both time and the water were running out. Then before the trapped woman had a chance to say anything more. Kathy was suddenly soaping her hands and then soaping her aunt's breasts in turn. She felt the young girl's slender hands squeezing and fondling her proud upthrust mounds, making her nipples tingle with a new forbidden excitement. Gasping for breath, May let her beautiful head fall backward and her eyes shut to better enjoy the sensual glory of the talented child's massage. Her voice came weakly as if from far away, "Oh, Kathy, what are you doing? What are you trying to do to me?"
"Isn't that nice, Aunt May?" Kathy asked, winking at Thornton, who seemed to grin back at his amazing new young mistress. Then her head bent forward and the darting spear of her tongue snaked out to lick electrically at her aunt's erotically hardening nipples. The older woman quivered and moaned under her niece's lascivious oral caress, her nostrils flaring, her closed eyelids palpitating with emotion. It seemed as if a million butterflies were fluttering in her belly now.
With her hands passing all over her aunt's glistening, partly tanned flesh, Kathy smiled, fondling the - woman's breasts, squeezing her small waist, caressing lingeringly her shivering neck and shoulders, especially the back of her neck under her long blonde hair, tickling her ears, and then finally, snaking downward into the blonde pubic vee that was left naked and defenseless by the outwardly flowing water. May winded, gasped, and writhed as the emboldened girl's finger slowly inserted itself up into her salaciously clutching vagina, working around up inside the warm, wet walls in tantalizing little circles.
"You like that, don't you, Aunt May?" Kathy breathed huskily into the woman's ear as she fingered the hopelessly seduced aunt.
Her eyes still shut, May nodded eagerly. Her flesh enjoyed to the ninth degree this wonderful depraved toying. "Mmmmmm, " she murmured, helplessly enslaved by this intoxicating rhythmic delight bestowed by her niece's lasciviously rotating fingers. "Mmmmmmm. "
Kathy smiled and winked at the big shepherd. He was a bright dog and smartly took his cue. Just as all the water gurgled out of the bathtub, he circled swiftly around Kathy's kneeling figure, inserted his head between herself and his first mistress and lapped lingeringly at May's full trembling breasts.
"Ooooooooh! Oooooohhhh, you!" she moaned, trying weakly to push his head away, but as her fingers ran up his attractive masculine snout, moving delicately through the soft sleek hair there, she suddenly felt the most ecstatic thrill flooding her breasts from softly curved underside to taut nippled peaks. His wet ministering tongue, seemingly coated with electrically stimulating ridges, ran the gamut of her heaving breasts and then back again, dragging her nipples along with it, buffeting them about and then letting them fall back resiliently into place. May sighed and the sound turned into an endless, high-pitched moan. The maddening tongue lapping hotly at her nakedly throbbing tits made every part of her body feel abandoned to the lust-inciting effects of the lewd double titillation. Her nipples tingled and her pussy moistened rapidly in an endless flood over Kathy's licentiously raping finger. The obscenely besieged older woman could no longer think of anything else. They had her, and she was glad at last.
"Isn't that nice, Aunt May?" Kathy asked worming in another finger to join the first up in her aunt's cunt, pushing her seeping cuntal lips apart and working her fingers experimentally around inside. The big German Shepherd continued licking his mistress's firm, cream-white breasts, nudging them around provokingly and occasionally lapping at her ears, eyes, face and throat as well.
As she lay back in total lewd rapture in the bathtub, May sighed ecstatically. She had never been worked over like this in her entire life, and it seemed as if she had died and gone to heaven. She couldn't remember anything of her past life. There was only this wonderful honeyed feeling in her loins and the powerful affection she now felt for the two adorable creatures who were providing it. She laid her head back luxuriantly against the end of the tub and ran her fingers lovingly in and around Thornton's furry ears. Yes, he was a beautiful animal ... with a beautiful, beautiful tongue.
"Come on, Aunt May. Let's sneak into your bedroom and the nice soft bed. You don't want Thornton having to fuck you in the tub, do you?"
Kathy had to keep herself from laughing but she did grin deliciously as the passion-drugged older woman could not help but repeat the lewd word in an almost hypnotized manner. Now they had her. Everything was going to be okay.
"Okay, Aunt May, get out of the bathtub," she commanded, her fingers still playing in and out of her aunt's cunt, not giving up her hold on her for a second. She whispered in May's ear, "You do want Thornton to fuck you like you watched him fucking me, don't you, Aunt May?"
"Fuck me like that," May mumbled in a dazed voice. Then there were Kathy's hands in her armpits, lifting her, helping her out of the bath and Thornton's warm tongue and shaggy coat caressing her shivering long legs, and she thought she would swoon from the magnetic, mind-bending caress as he lapped the water off her legs.
The young nymph had a wonderfully obscene idea as she and Thornton guided her aunt through the connecting door into her own bedroom. Still holding May to give the lust-deranged woman support, she felt underneath Thornton, inside his hairy crotch to ascertain whether or not he was getting a hard-on again. His hair-covered scabbard revealed nothing, and she wondered momentarily if he might need some help. She instructed her stumbling, automaton-like aunt to wait a minute and then she ordered Thornton to roll over and play dead just as Melvin had showed her in the cow pasture. Thornton looked at her quizzically but did as he was told almost immediately, his legs waving in the air as if he were a turtle turned over accidentally. Then Kathy dropped to her knees and began teasingly stroking his fur concealed cock and soft hairy balls with her now experienced young hand. It seemed no time at all before his pinkly gleaming cock began to show itself. Then, before he could lose the mood, Kathy's head dropped, her long hair wafting teasingly over Thornton's tremoring body, and she guided his rapidly stiffening penis up toward her smoothly ovalled mouth and sucked it hungrily up inside her lips.
"Mmmmmm, " she murmured thinking how scrumptious it was. It was even more delicious than she thought it would be. She knew it had to be nice, and her head bobbed wantonly over the moistly slickened animal hardness. Aunt May felt dizzy and giddy with sensation. She didn't see how she could possibly stay on her feet a moment longer. Her loins were a cauldron of boiling rampaging need. She spread her legs wide in order to insert two of her own fingers up into her cunt to fill the aching gap left by her niece's withdrawal. Her mouth hung slackly open as mind-jolting sensations assailed her, her long blonde hair hanging down, swaying softly against her shivering flesh.
She found herself moaning, "Oooooohh, somebody fuck me," in time to her finger's lewd little rhythm, unable to stop herself. "Fuck me..."
A trifle surprised at this positive reaction, Kathy took her mouth off the rapidly expanding animal cock she had been sucking, swallowing the small amount of animal cum she had managed to glean from its tip. It was time for the big event though, and as much as she loved sucking Thornton's deliciously hardened cock and loved the taste of his semen in her mouth, it was time to think of her aunt for a change.
"Here we go," she announced abruptly, getting to her feet. "Thornton's ready and so are you. Get down on all fours, auntie, quickly!" The tone of competent self-assurance in her voice surprised even Kathy herself.
May made a soft moan of protest that was all too feeble, then began slowly, gratefully dropping to her knees and lowering her shoulders until her full heavy breasts were brushing sensuously down against the braided rug on the floor and her buttocks were waving high up in the air behind her like a lewdly provocative flag. Her fingers were still sunk deep up inside her soft, hair-lined cunt.
Thornton was unable to control his canine lust. He was absolutely beside himself with excitement. When May presented her gorgeous double-mooned ass-cheeks up to him to fuck as he wished, it was as though he'd been waiting for this moment for years, ever since he'd first come to live with his tall buxom mistress. Never before had she given him the slightest encouragement. In fact, he had never dared even poke his nose anywhere on her body never mind into those places where he had almost dared not dream! Now at last he was to get his chance at the woman he loved and his tongue hung hungrily out from his mouth as he waited for the go-ahead from his new young companion. Then Kathy released him and he was at her aunt's side with a single bound, his long red penis totally out of its sheath, thick and menacing. There was a smooth wet suctioning sound as the kneeling woman removed her fingers from her cunt and then a sort of mewling as she begged to be fucked.
This is getting better than I expected, Kathy thought. She's really hot to go. I'd better help Thornton. So thinking, the erotically excited young girl grabbed May's two wriggling ass-cheeks and began slowly pressing them apart and gasping as the tiny puckered circle of her anus came hotly into view. A lewdly exciting idea crossed her mind as she watched it pulsating hotly above her aunt's soft curl-fringed cunt.
Thornton, furious with desire to at long last mount and fuck his voluptuous mistress, raised awkwardly up in back of her, struggling for his footing on the rug on his hind legs as he locked his forelegs around her sensuously curved hips. The passion-drugged woman moaned abandonedly with sensual anticipation at the feeling of the shepherd's animal paws on her human skin, a feeling at once maddeningly illicit and beyond compare. Her hungrily flaring pussy-lips flowed copiously with her depraved unnatural desire. Why didn't he fuck it up into her? She wanted to scream out loud.
Kathy couldn't control her eager nervousness. She was sorely torn between the desire to take Thornton's huge swinging penis into her mouth or to guide it into her aunt's rhythmically flexing little anal mouth. But at long last she had her aunt's buttock's spread completely wide, revealing in full splendor the sinking little brown mole nestling so forbiddenly within. Then, she was guiding Thornton's cock with a little grin on her face up toward the tightly puckered ring of May's anus. The teenager had heard of women being fucked in the ass and loving it, and she wanted to see for herself if it worked.
As she felt the warm, wet cock flesh pressing up into the widespread crevice separating her ass-cheeks and she realized what was about to happen, she thought momentarily, oh my God, he'll kill me, but she had lost all will to resist. She just wanted to be fucked now, on and on forever until she finally released the cataclysmic orgasm she knew was stored up somewhere deep within. She had to feel it wash over her. If she didn't she felt like she'd die of her agonizing sexual need. Finally she felt again the first teasing tickle of the end of Thornton's smoothly tapered penis pressing harder now up against the nakedly exposed mouth of her rectum. Instinctively her thighs spread wider and she tried to work back onto it. Rectum or vagina, what was the difference. So long as she fucked! Oh God! She had to have something fucking up into her somewhere!
"Right there! That's it!" Kathy cried, urging Thornton on. "Fuck her in the ass, Thornton. Fuck your straight-laced mistress! Show her what it's all about!"
May was oblivious to all of this. The dog's cock had begun to sink slowly up into her obscenely presented little asshole, and it wasn't nearly as painful as she expected. The hot bath and the finger-fucking of her own self had somewhat loosened her sphincter muscles, making her very relaxed inside.
"Ooooooohhh, Thornton," she breathed suddenly back toward her animal lover, "I like it! Go on, darling Thornton! I like it! Go on! Go on! Fuck it into me deeper!"
Even so, this was merely her initial reaction to the smooth tapered tip slipping through the outer circle of her anal ring. In another moment Thornton had jerked convulsively deeper, and as the wider part of his cock began to penetrate, she found a heavy pressure spreading upward through her salaciously trembling belly, making her gasp at the unexpected discomfort. She had never been fucked in her rectum before, and if she hadn't been so worked up, she would have never even considered it. Certainly if her own husband had suggested such a thing she would have been mortified. But the first part of Thornton's penis entering her virginal anus from the back had driven such beautiful, ecstatic thrills all the way up into her hotly pulsating breasts that she only wanted more, more until that more changed to the sudden pressure that was like being impaled on a long fleshy stake.
She clenched her legs and buttocks tightly together, but Kathy saw what she was doing and reached back beneath her thighs to coat her fingers in her aunt's desire-drenched pussy and then shift some of the hot, slippery lubricant to Thornton's tightly imbedded cock. May tried to hold her ass-cheeks close together, but the pressure being exerted within her anal canal had become too great to resist. Thornton's penis was moving up inside her like a hot entranceway between her legs as he opened her up.
"No! Oh, it's too small! I'm too tight! Oh, no, don't, Thornton, darling! Go easy. It hurts!"
Nevertheless, his animal cock continued to press forward through her naked and vulnerable rectum, and even as her sphincter muscles clenched their trap-like lips in vain resistance around his heavily-skewering rod, it only served to excite him all the more. Then suddenly he probed hotly through the tight elastic circle and shoved forward with a savage jerk of his standing haunches. May moaned in lost depravity as tears of joyous pain and ecstasy fell from her eyes and flooded her cheeks before dropping onto the carpet. Giving up all resistance as futile, she relaxed her anal muscles and allowed Thornton's cock to fuck deep into her rectum in the most sensuously unnatural act of love anyone could imagine. How would she ever be able to face herself in the mirror again after indulging in and screaming for this ultimate in bestial perversity? Or did it really matter who or what she let fuck her as long as it felt good?
May had never paid any particular attention to the size of dogs. In fact, if she had the chance to see, she looked the other way. Thornton was certainly bigger than she would have expected of any dog. Although she couldn't see his obscenely penetrating hardness, it seemed to her flesh-full anus as though it must be even bigger than Ray's, and this really set her heart to racing. But why couldn't he have fucked her in the cunt instead of back there? This was so dreadfully different. She wanted to have her hungrily tingling pussy fucked until she couldn't even walk, to have that wonderful blazing orgiastic climax she knew was hiding deep up inside her flame-heated belly sweep over her, but this! This was going to tear her to pieces! She gasped an involuntary protest, then groaned again as Thornton's cock wormed up into her wide-stretched asshole yet another inch, but the sounds echoing throughout her bedroom went unheeded.
There seemed no escape from the anal attack on her helpless kneeling body. The gradually expanding intrusion of his swelling penis vibrated through every fiber of her being, pushing the soft rubbery interior of her widely-stretched rectal channel in great waves of soft resilient flesh before it. The German Shepherd's cock filled her ceaselessly with its pounding animal rigidity until she could only groan out and sob aloud in submission, wide-eyed with half ecstasy, half torment, until suddenly she felt the briskly coarse hair on his loins smacking heavily up between the upthrust cheeks of her licentiously quivering buttocks. The dog's long, desire-hard cock was now buried in her belly right up to his cum-swollen balls. And now Thornton began to display some of the exquisite technique for which he had become so well known that every bitch in the country was hot to join master or mistress for the ride out to the Turner farm for milk or eggs or whatever. For instead of merely fucking up into his slavishly kneeling mistress madly, as if he had run amok, he began undulating his pelvis teasingly around and working his lust-bloated hard-on all around up inside of her, pushing her rectal walls outward, coaxing them, loosening them, making them more accommodating to his intruding hardness.
Hung up on the end of his stone-hard cock like a pig on a giant roasting spit, May groaned in anguish. The pressure was dredging helpless tears from her eyes until she felt as if his ass-filling cock would explode all the way up out through her throat. The deeply sunk animal-hardness in her rectum was stuffing and expanding her widely stretched little anal hole beyond anything the sexually naive older woman would have thought possible.
Panting slavishly, Thornton began to fuck rhythmically in and out of her cock-stretched asshole, forcing it open until he went in farther with each in-stroke and wrenched further sobs of pain and pleasure from her agonized lips. She had never felt so cock-filled and so lewd in her entire life. Her whole nether region felt flooded and moist with secretion, and now Thornton was beginning to fuck more swiftly and smoothly, slithering the full length of his lust-hardened organ up between her long, salaciously grinding asscheeks in effortless strokes. It pulled tiny ridges of her pinkly rectal clasping flesh out with the base of his cock as it withdrew for yet another buttock-flattening plunge up inside while May bent and moaned before him like an errant slave before a fiercely dominating master. All the while, the younger organizer of this obscene orgy was watching the perverse coupling, moving around the room in order to see it from every imaginable angle. Her aunt's body jerked and quivered and her thighs convulsed periodically as an extra hard thrust seared deep up into her cock-stretched back passage. She could hear Thornton's animal grunts of pleasure floating around them and thought, I'm giving him that. Oh, my darling, you made me love you. If only it didn't hurt soooo much!
Then a subtle change took place which astonished the sodomized woman. For gradually in place of that fierce discomforting pressure, her rectum and loins were beginning to flower outward with obscene little twinges of darting tingling pleasure. This was not an alteration which took place very swiftly, rather it began as a fleeting, threadlike sensation and then slowly blossomed out into greater force from there. Thornton was now uttering little guttural mewls of pleasure and yelping occasionally as he fucked in and out of his older mistress' tightly clinging anal walls. His neck was thrown back in ecstasy and the watching Kathy could see his muscles knot as he strained to unload his churning cum up into her slavishly working aunt's hotly clutching rectum.
The pressure had lessened considerably within May's deeply impaled womb, and at the top of his stroke Thornton's testicles had finally begun slapping down against her erected little clitoris at the top of her pussy-slit, sending jolts of pure pleasure wafting through her entire abandoned body. Crooning with ecstasy, she began wriggling the hotly clinging passage of her asshole backward over his cock to meet its forward thrust, undulating her ass-cheeks and swinging her buttocks around in tiny, lewd little rotating circles. Clasping his cock tightly with the slight throb of her rectum on the outstroke, the reddish pink skin of her rectum followed it out and drew back with his penis, caressing it avidly each time.
"Oooooohhhhh!" she moaned, feeling her orgasm well within her grasp once more. "Oooohhhhhhh!"
"That's it, boy! Fuck her tight little asshole good!" Kathy yelled, suddenly mounting the dog from the rear as if he were a horse and grinding her hotly aroused young cunt down into his shaggy silver coat, so that now as he fucked ceaselessly up into her aunt's cunt he was back-rubbing the teenager's pussy as well. Thornton whimpered. and wagged his tail, delightedly ecstatic. His eyes fixed maniacally on the movement of his mistress's whitely grinding buttocks and the arching hollows of her back as she worked back against him, her long hair falling over her face and around her neck and back as she squirmed lewdly around on his savagely penetrating penis.
What would her husband, Ray, say if he could see her now being royally ass-fucked by their German shepherd?
As she groaned with ecstasy, her face rolled from side to side on the rough rug, flushing red with the intensity of her effort, her eyes wide with lust. She bucked and churned her body back against the pummeling dog, sensing that he was about to cum, encouraging and pleading with the motions of her pelvis for him to end it and fill her hungrily clutching anus with the burning hot semen of his lewdly growing climax.
The beautiful Thornton seemed to sense his mistress' frenzied need and began smacking her quivering ass-cheeks smartly on each down-stroke and sending a shiver of pure delight up her spine. "That's it! That's it!" she gasped in a high pitched gurgle. "That's it, darling. Don't stop!"
He gripped her back and the smooth curvaceous slopes of her nudely grinding hips tightly with his forepaws and fucked her with all the strength left in him, feeling Kathy's naked young cunt writhing wetly against his back. His eyes bulged wide as he fucked into her voraciously gripping rectal depths again and again, his huge tongue hanging wetly over her glistening white buttocks, as he jogged forward with a mighty thrust that seared up into her cock-stretched anus like burning, ecstatic, wildfire. She groaned piteously, and he fucked it in all the deeper until she was afraid the hotly throbbing head of it might burst out through her navel. This was the experience that would make all of existence worthwhile. Forgotten was the strict moral code she'd lived with all her life. This was it. This powerful, heavenly fucking by this sleek, furry beast was IT!
Surely the giant tormenting cock-shaft was continually growing and threatening to explode far up inside her feverishly devouring bowels. If only he would cum! "Oh, cum! Hurry! I can't take it any longer!" she cried out with masochistic pleasure mixed with agony as she fucked back against him wildly. Each slap of his balls against her clitoris sent her one plateau higher on her lofty quest. She was suddenly reminded of how her father used to spank her long ago with his strong hands and of the fierce sensations they had sent burning downward into her pubescent loins. Over the years she had almost forgotten that feeling, and now it was returning with a vengeance.
The big dog barked and shoved forward with a mighty asshole-reaming thrust that almost ripped through the walls of her fluttering belly, and then suddenly his pelvis was shuddering and hurting hot thick cum high up into her desperately absorbing rectum in wave after obscene wave of liquid fire. May groaned with happiness as she felt warm animal sperm spraying out in every direction up inside her hungrily milking belly. She pressed tightly back against her pet's hairy loins as he poured his cum far into her feverishly clutching anal passage, filling her elasticized rectum to the bursting point with the hotly squirting wetness. Then May could feel her own climax come shooting toward her, like a blinding flash of light carrying the force and brightness of a thousand suns. She groaned and gurgled, and her lips began to froth as her loins churned through the most magnificent orgasm she had ever had in her life. Her vagina began gushing outward with hot, quick squirts of his white cum that trickled onto the rug beneath her cunt. Then she shuddered madly and collapsed forward in a single long sigh that had neither beginning or end.
Kathy reached her own climax riding bare-backed on Thornton's spinal column at the same time. She rode him furiously and gurgled happily as her pussy spewed forth its moist gushing waves of heated liquid cum all over his sleek furry back, and then she too slumped forward, exhausted, as both she and the dog tumbled off her aunt's well-fucked body onto the floor at her side. It seemed like an endless moment before any of them could fathom what had happened. The dog got up after awhile and walked around, then went downstairs to the kitchen to lap up some water from his bowl and eat something. The two females watched him lumber off while they still huffed and panted for breath. Then Kathy squeezed her legs together deliciously to press out the small remaining droplets of her cum from her cunt lips and looked over at the older woman, blushing in a becoming glow of shock and pleasure at her own bold behavior in leading this depraved orgy. But she had known her aunt needed it, and that had helped to spur her on.
It was only now that May thought to check the doorway, make sure that Melvin had not awakened and stumbled into all this. No, he had not. Then she looked wonderingly at her niece. How long had Kathy been sexually knowledgeable? Melvin was only one year younger.
She had always been grateful for his sexual naivet� but that was before she herself realized what it was all about. Perhaps, the startled woman realized for the first time, she ought to be concerned about her young son's inhibitions!
Chapter 6
This was one hell of a time of night to barge in on someone, Gerald thought to himself, but he couldn't help chuckling at the thought, either. Christ, Ray had been gone months, but now that he had decided to return, he couldn't even wait until morning. Well, Gerald certainly wasn't going to discourage him. It was his bet that Ray's leaving was exactly what his inhibited sister had needed to find out just how much she needed a man and not for farm work, either! Gerald didn't like driving into the mountains this time of night since there weren't any streetlights on these roads and sometimes all he could see was the white line which, when the car was climbing, loomed like a telephone pole in the headlights. Ray was supposed to be close behind in his own car. It was up to Gerald to pave the way for Ray's return. Ray hadn't wanted an intermediary, but Gerald had pointed out that with two children in the house, they had better be sure that May wasn't taken by surprise. He was deep in the mountains now and he'd be damned if he could see any headlights behind him. Well, Ray knew the way.
He had really been looking forward to this vacation even if it had meant a lot of hard work to help out his sister. Now that Ray was back, he expected to enjoy it even more. He'd like to have made the trip up in the morning as he had planned. It was such a beautiful drive. Climbing up and around the mountains, he would come upon the little towns unexpectedly, over a rise or around a bend. So many of the little houses didn't look as though they could withstand another winter. There were a few of them that he watched every trip to see if they were still standing. They always were and probably would be fifty-years from now! There was a covered bridge that he would like to approach in the daylight, too, although it was going to be an interesting experience to rumble through it with only the light of his headlamps on the wide rough boards. Many dreams of the farm swam in his head as he drove, rhubarb pie, cranberry muffins, blueberry pancakes and homemade maple syrup.
Then suddenly, from the deep recesses of his mind, floated the memory of that developing bundle of lush femininity, his daughter Kathy. In fact, there was something about the fact that she was his daughter that gave her the forbidden aura he found so intriguing. That must be, he reasoned, a natural, fatherly reaction. Yet he had been afraid of it and had been very happy to pack her off to her aunt's for the summer. For example, he had found himself fantasizing about Kathy's hot little tits and cunt naked beneath him as he fucked other women. He sighed and shook his head. What on earth was he thinking? He knew exactly what he was thinking. He was thinking about really fucking his delectable young minx of a daughter. It was mortifying, but he couldn't help but wonder if her young cunt was as tight and sweet as her mother's had been. And now he sighed painfully. He just couldn't forget Kathy's mother. Every time he thought of marriage, he remembered what he had had and changed his mind. Maybe that's why he had such obscene thoughts about his daughter. Gerald found himself involuntarily pushing his fingers down onto the lengthening bulge in his pants. His cock was tingling and he was becoming aroused again for what seemed like the hundredth time that day. He had lined up a date for the night to take care of his problem but then Ray had come. And what in hell would he do at the farm? At least there his daughter wouldn't be flitting around the house half-naked in her shorty nightgown while he had to control his raging cock until he could find a woman or take a shower or whatever else was necessary.
The covered bridge rumbled like an old barn as he drove through. Now he knew that the farm would be soon and sure enough, in another fifteen or twenty minutes he was driving up to the house. Parking the car, he got out and went up onto the porch. How he hated to ring the bell at this time of night! It was just past midnight! One of the things you really needed on a farm was your sleep. Gerald had never lived in one, but May had told him how she had to get up at dawn and in the winter, before dawn. Hesitating at the bell, he tried the doorknob of the front door instead. The door opened! God, he hoped May was all right. She had never been the type of person to leave the doors unlocked at night. But she had very likely been working terribly hard! Suddenly from, inside there was the rush of a dog's approach.
"Thornton!" Kathy called, and despite his best intentions, Gerald could feel his pulse quicken and his penis jerk just from the sound of her voice.
Before he could say anything, the massive silver shepherd was in front of him growling deeply and readying himself to leap if this stranger-in-the-night should make one more move forward.
"All right, boy," Gerald assured him, and the sound of his voice alerted Kathy as she entered the parlor.
He saw her in the doorway, clutching nothing but a white towel around her voluptuously molded young fifteen year old form. His eyes fell upon her legs, involuntarily devouring them. They were long and smooth and well-muscled, getting a good tan this past week. His cock was definitely becoming bloated with blood, pushing his pants right out as tightly as they would stretch. His nostrils flared. She is my daughter, he kept telling himself over and over. Still his cock continued to try to rise. She had such soft flesh, flesh a man instinctively wanted to touch, any man, father or not! The towel seemed only to just barely cover her pubic region, so that her naked thighs appeared more lengthy and provocative than he had ever seen them before. Above that the towel was wrapped tightly around her wasp-like waist, so that her hips flared very fully. Then still higher up she was holding her firmly swelling breasts in check with her forearm. They seemed to well up considerably, thrusting upward and out over her imprisoning arm, out to the sides, ballooning everywhere. Her shoulders were glossy and smooth. Her beautiful face with the sultry thick-lashed blue eyes and the pouting full pink mouth was framed by her strawberry blonde hair that seemed to trail in fine rivulets all the way down to her ass-cheeks in back.
"Hi, Daddy! I'm so glad you've come!" she cried, her eyes shouting sensuality. She then tiptoed along on her small dainty feet to plant a warm kiss on his open mouth, her tiny pink spear of a tongue darting inside for an instant and then quickly darting back out again.
Gerald was afraid that in another moment he might lose his voice so he spoke to her while he felt he still could. "Where's your nightgown and robe? Uncle Ray will be here any minute."
"Uncle Ray?" the child opened her eyes wide. Now her plans came tumbling down around her. What would Uncle Ray say if he saw his wife naked on the bedroom floor. In her surprise, she dropped the towel to the floor. "Ooops, it slipped!" she explained, bending over while her well-shaped breasts hung down as she retrieved the towel. He stared in amazement, his breath coming very hotly as he watched her taut protuberant nipples pointing forward from the tips of her cream-white tits. Something seemed to have gripped his throat that wouldn't let go. That strawberry blonde hair had fallen back over her shoulders and seemed to be every where. Her long legs stretched deliciously up to the titillating patch of her sparsely growing pubic curls within which he could clearly see the glistening pink ribbon of her tight young pussy slit in the dim night light by the door.
Kathy stood up, still smiling, her breasts pointing up again as she drew the towel lingeringly over her luscious young body. She was remembering Uncle Ray now ... as an older Melvin. She found herself becoming very excited with anticipation, wondering how large his cock was, too, as well as her father's. She could see an eager glint in her father's eyes that she now recognized as a need to surrender to sex. She wondered about these adult cocks, if they were heavily veined like Melvin's, and if they would look the same, burgeoning straight out from their patches of pubic hair. She was happy with what Thornton had done for her, and yet she could not help being curious.
She barely had the towel secured around her waist and walked up to him with her upthrust breasts pointing at his chest to put her hand affectionately on his shoulder. The sex-starved man felt his mouth water as he watched his daughter's full ripe breasts jiggle as she walked. Her pink, ovalled mouth opened in a teasing manner, he thought, her tongue flickering out wetly to moisten the fullness of her rich pouting lips. Her eyelashes fluttered and her voice became very low and intimate. "How would you like to suck on my titties, Daddy?" the bold teenager said, leaning forward slowly into the crotch of his pants, gripping the enormously hard rigidity that he could no longer conceal.
"Kathy!" was all the man could manage. His cock felt as though it would burst through the material of his pants at any moment. His daughter's breasts were the most beautiful things he'd ever seen in his life! He could smell the youthful scent of her body, feel its warmth, almost touch one rose nipple with his face. It was more tantalizing than he had ever imagined. It was more than he could bear.
"I'll bet you would like to suck on my titties, I'll bet anything you would! Admit it, Daddy. You have such a nice hard cock. Mmmmm, do you think I could see it, Daddy?" Gerald closed his eyes. He felt as though he were being consumed inside by a well of sensuality. And as the deep pool covered his head, swallowing him up entirely until he was blind to any light, in spite of where he was, he heard himself plead, "Oh, Christ, yes! Yes, baby, pull it out!"
Kathy gave him a pleased smile and went to work quickly, zipping down his trousers and reaching in through his fly into his belly hair and onto the soft sacs of his testicles until, most grandly of all, her hand touched his gigantic hard cock, which took her breath away with its overwhelming length and breadth. Bending at the waist and lowering her head down so that her soft, tongue-moistened lips rested tantalizingly on the rubbery bloated cock-head, she crooned, "Ooooooh, Daddy, you have the most beautiful cock I've ever seen! I never knew my own dad had the most handsome cock in the world!"
Gerald made a sharp gasp for breath before his fingers snaked out automatically to clutch her blonde hair as she opened her mouth greedily and ran her pinkly ovalled lips agonizingly up over his pulsating male hardness until the tip of it tapped the back of her throat. Then she began a low rhythmic sucking that made him strain forward with pure ecstasy. In all the years of their marriage, her mother had never done this, perhaps because he had been afraid to ask her! Now his sensuous young daughter was sucking his cock!
He heard his own animal-like panting, interrupted only by an occasional low moan as her beautiful little tongue achingly stroked and licked at the underside of his burgeoning penis where the long sperm-filled vein was waiting urgently to spew forth its scalding hot load of stored-up cum. Her fingers traveled like little snakes underneath his balls, weighing them, cupping them, caressing them, fondling them. Gerald no longer cared who was doing this to him, only that she continue. There was no other thought, only that it go on and on and on until he came like a belching bull.
Kathy knew that her father had lost all resistance. She smiled inwardly to herself, proud of the fact that once again she would have her way as she had with her aunt. She pulled her mouth away from her father's feverishly throbbing cock with a softly sucking little lip-pop and licked it once again as he tried to keep her mouth on it. But it was just then that another pair of headlights flashed obliquely into the parlor from outside. Her father quickly zipped himself back into his pants and Kathy thought again of her aunt upstairs on the floor, wondering what Uncle Ray would say. Both Melvin and Aunt May were very conservative. Could it be that Ray was also?
"Daddy, I think you had better help me with Aunt May," she started to say, but already Uncle Ray was inside the room.
Amazingly he didn't even seem to see Kathy though he nodded with a half-grin at Gerald. But the girl could see that he was on fire with desire and that his flaming hot cock was pressing the front of his pants out just like her father's was. Maybe he was so worked up that he wouldn't notice anything strange about his wife's sleeping naked on the braided rug on the floor! Thornton noted his arrival with interest. The dog's tail wagged, but Ray absently patted the big head and headed for the stairs. As though in a dream Kathy hurried after him and Gerald followed her, but as they reached the top of the stairs, Kathy reached out and took her father's hand to lead him into her bedroom, rubbing her magnificent full-fleshed body insinuatingly against him until he thought he would burst. Her slender forceful hand came up against the back of his neck and she drew his head down into a molten, open-mouthed kiss wherein she sucked on his tongue and her own tongue explored his mouth until he thought he would stop breathing from the perverse excitement of it all. All the time her lower body was grinding away against his exposed loins, rubbing the soft, silken little hairs of her pubic triangle against his arching, jerking cock.
"Come on, Daddy!" she murmured. "I want you to fuck me with your beautiful big cock!" She began to strip his clothes away, sucking his cock back up into the hot, buttery softness of her mouth again for a moment as she kneeled to remove his shoes, then to pull his pants down over his burning loins until he stood naked before her. She pulled him gently to the bed, urging him to hurry. She lay back and spread her legs as wide as she could until her hot young cunt stretched wide up between her thighs and became a softly bearded oval mouth waiting to be fed by his pounding rod of flesh. Gerald's eyes were fixed on the glistening pink folds of his daughter's pussy framed by the sparsely curling strands of her blonde-colored pubic hair. His cock was pounding and throbbing painfully as he lowered himself, panting with desire, into the opened vee of her wide-stretched, taut young thighs. He moved his penis forward until it found the wet, curl-fringed little opening of her pussy, and sighing with ecstasy, he fucked up into her and felt the warm wet walls and lips of her curl-rimmed little cunt closing tighter than her mouth had.
As he began slowly, agonizingly, to pump up into her eagerly welcoming young cuntal passage, she locked her arms tightly around his back. Her legs came up of their own volition and locked around his calves as though he were hooked onto her against his will. She squirmed and wiggled her naked little cunt deliciously around on his rod which was sunk up inside her almost to her cervix. She felt wonderfully filled as she worked her hungrily engulfing cunt up and down over his belly-filling hardness.
Then suddenly they heard Ray laugh. It sounded like a laugh at first, but then there were grunts and something that sounded like sobs. Finally it was just uproarious laughter. Gerald might have kept right on with what he was doing if Thornton hadn't chosen that moment to come bounding into the room, not only leaving them exposed to the hallway, which was suffused with light from Ray and May's bedroom, but jumping up onto the bed, woofing with excitement.
"Hey! What's going on here?" Gerald shouted almost knocked from the bed by the big dog's bulk.
"It's all right, Daddy," Kathy cried, trying to hold him to her but unsuccessful as the dog intervened.
Then Uncle Ray was in the doorway, too, sputtering through laughter. It was obvious now that he had stopped on the way for a couple of belts of whiskey. He was holding the doorframe and was not quite his steady self. "Hahaha!" he laughed. "Come on, boy. Come on, Thornton! he bellowed and then nearly doubled over with renewed laughter.
"Hush, Ray!" May was right behind him. "You'll wake up Melvin!" They were both naked as jaybirds. But May, too, started to giggle.
"Christ Almighty! I try to fuck my wife and she's crooning, "Oh, Thornton! Do it again, Thornton!" he imitated in what he considered a feminine-sounding chant.
Gerald was mortified and confused. He had notice his daughter's robe at the foot of the bed, picked it up and threw it to her with such authority in the action that she automatically put it on. He pulled up a section of the sheet to cover himself as best he could.
"That's all right, old man," Ray said, noticing what Gerald was up to. He reached behind him and dragged the naked May over to the bed. "I figure it's going to take two of us to beat old Thornton!" Ray was wildly winking with one eye. "I figure if Thornton's started to loosen the old gal up, we'd better complete the cure, eh?" He pulled his wife onto the bed and Kathy slipped out the other side. She edged along the bed and to a chair near the door where she sat down. Thornton, too, jumped off the bed and came to Kathy, his mouth in a broad, black-gummed, toothy grin, his long pink tongue panting in and out with all the excitement.
Ray grasped his wife by the shoulder and turned her to her back, his mouth capturing her lips. Snake-like, his tongue darted into her mouth to taste and tantalize. She lay on her back between two virile men, their naked cocks on either side, pressing in against the smooth, tapering flesh of her trembling thighs. Oh, God, it was so good to have Ray back and she was always happy to see Gerald. She loved them both so much. Ray's hands were now roaming at will over her body, seeking and enjoying again, finally, all the marvels of her luscious nakedness. How easily she responded to him now! Momentarily, as she thrilled and tingled to her husband's kiss, his warm, caressing hands sending little, anticipatory sensations surging to her ready loins, she had forgotten that Gerald was lying there on her other side until suddenly she felt the heated moistness of his lips on her sensitive breasts.
She lurched with. surprise, automatically trying to withdraw her breasts. She loved him, but he was her own brother! Ray pulled back, "Damn it! I told you we're both going to fuck you, woman! Just make up your mind to it! No Gerald, no Ray. Do you understand me?"
Ray had never spoken to her with such finality in his voice. She started to say something but thought better of it. He had left once. If this was the way to keep him, then she could do it. She would do anything ...
Again Ray's mouth captured hers, his tongue probing her mouth and throat voraciously while below, she felt the warm moistness of Gerald's mouth on her sensuously quivering breasts. Her nipples were hard and spiky, and the areolas puckered up erotically at their bases as he sucked each in turn. The spark of passion ignited by her husband's hands on her body and his searching tongue in her mouth was being fanned into the tinderbox of her loins, nurtured to glowing life by the seeking mouth of her brother on the voluptuous mounds of her satin-smooth breasts. There was no resisting the heightening flames that began to flame through her loins. She had no desire to do so anymore. She had learned her lesson! Hmph, she thought. From Thornton at that!
Then Ray's mouth left her lips, and he squirmed his body down until his mouth had leapfrogged Gerald's, who still kissed and caressed her tingling breasts. Her husband was now kissing her belly, his tongue dipping into the shallow dimple of her navel, teasingly. His hands reached down to part her legs, gently but firmly. There was no doubt in her mind what his intentions are. He was going to lick and such at her down there. At last her husband was going to do that very thing she had denied him so long, and she welcomed it as he remembered guiltily who, or rather what, had done it first.
By the door, Kathy suddenly felt hands on her shoulders. It was Melvin, grinning impudently, as he reached down and took hold of both her breasts, squeezing them and pinching the nipples through the light material of her summer robe. She felt a flicker of desire rekindle in her body. Almost gleefully she thrust one of her knees forward as he leaned over her, jamming it between his thighs and was elated to feel the sudden tightness against her skin as his cock jerked and began to harden. A moment later, her cousin's lips closed wetly over hers and their tongues were pushing against each other in the hot moist cavern of their mouths.
On the bed, Gerald's mouth left his sister's breasts to weld itself to hers while his hands continued to knead and massage her gently throbbing breast, rolling the hard-coned nipples between his thumb and forefinger. Then, after a few moments, he broke the deep French kiss to use his mouth, again, on her breasts as he took them alternately between his lips, forcing the coral nipples to move back and forth rapidly, while simultaneously maintaining strong suction on them. It was a breathtakingly sensual feeling, and she moaned aloud with the pleasure of it. Then she reached down to cup her breasts up to him, offering them almost as a sacrifice, and wanting more of the same. Suddenly she realized that she was responding to both men and that she did want them both, husband and brother! The only problem was that she was so inexperienced sexually that she could not imagine how she could make love to both at the same time. How are they both going to fuck me? she wondered, until she remembered what Thornton had done, but of course, that was different!
Meanwhile, Kathy could feel the pit of her belly and her thighs hot and moist from the lewd spectacle before her. She hardly noticed the hands that abruptly drew down the robe from her shoulders. Unconsciously she allowed Melvin to maneuver her off the chair and place her on hands and knees on the floor so that she knelt on all fours with her face level with the mattress, watching with glazed eyes the obscene movements of the trio in front of her. As he ran his hands over her fleshy hips and down her buttocks, sending ripples of anticipation along her spine, it caused her to draw in her breath deliciously at the sudden rush of air across her nakedly exposed loins.
Ray spread his wife's quivering, unresisting legs apart, his head following, delving into the angle of them, his mouth and teeth taunting the soft, smooth flesh of her inner thighs. He nipped gently with his teeth, his mouth warm and alive on her as his lips followed, kissing her sensate flesh hungrily. Finally his searching lips found the pulsing furrow of her pussy, moist from the dews of her vaginal walls, and his tongue moved here with avidity, up and down the narrow, female slit, stabbing experimentally into her trembling cuntal opening. Unbidden, her hips began to gyrate, undulating in tiny circles under her and telling, plainly, of her mounting desire.
Shifting his lank body, her husband moved to kneel between her legs. With a thumb on either side of her sparsely golden-hair ringed cunt, he parted the fleshy, outer lips of her pussy to expose the channel he had been working to even see for years! Secretions of clear, viscous fluids were forming there in tiny droplets. A trickle of it began to run down the inner side of her thigh. His mouth came down now, his long, agile tongue blazing a passage that soon, she hoped, the rest of him would follow. Deep inside her cuntal lips, his lingual member rotated in circles, teasing and tantalizing her already over-loaded nerve-endings with lewdly prurient sensations. A mewling moan of pleasure emitted from her lips as she thrust her loins up toward his face and her head began to flail from side to side with the intensity of her building passion.
Ray pushed his face down tight into the undulant angle of her loins, his tongue lashing excitedly into his wife's open, pulsing cunt, the strength of her upward-thrusting hips telling him that she was fully aroused, almost ready to fuck! He inhaled deeply of the heady perfume of her loins and lost himself in savoring her sex juices, the pungent flavor inciting his waiting cock to bone-hard readiness. Deeper yet he thrust his tongue into her pulsating vagina as moans of pure pleasure came from deep in her chest, almost unceasingly, her hips moving now in rhythmic counterpoint to his probing tongue that lashed deep into the coraline depths of her cuntal passage. Without let-up, showing her no mercy, he plunged his long, agile tongue into her, pausing to nip now and then at the tender flanges of her cuntal orifice with his teeth. But it was his thrusting tongue, a make-shift cock, that brought her to even higher levels of ecstatic desire, for now, she was a blazing inferno of passion. The raging fire in her belly could be extinguished in only one way. She had to have a cock in her cunt now!
"Oh, Ray," she whined, "Fuck me, darling! Please f ... fuck me!" She even surprised herself with her language. She felt unreal. "I ... I want both of you to fuck me! I want your big hard cocks in me, fucking me, hard and long!"
Oh wow, Ray thought, never dreaming he'd hear it from her! He said, "Okay, May, Baby! You're going to get it, just like you want it, sweetheart!" A lewd light shone in his eyes. Then his face dropped again to her pulsating, ready cunt, his tongue this time going directly to the tiny, erect bud of her clitoris to lick at it, maddeningly. She felt herself slipping into insane, agonizing pleasure as the crashing surf of the sensations buffeting her body began to build into a tidal wave of ecstatic desire. Uncontrollably her hips moved in tempo to her husband's licking tongue, and she thrust her breasts upward into her brother's face, wanting more and more of everything. She was becoming a glutton for sex! She knew that it was only a matter of a few moments until she would explode in a frenzy of orgasm, yet neither of the two men had touched her with their massively solid cocks. They were both ready, their virile, potent pricks stood out, rock-hard and rampant, and she wanted them! Why? she wondered, are they making me wait?
Surprisingly and disappointingly, Ray and Gerald were trading places, their bodies sliding along the length of her body, one on either side. God! She had wanted Ray, her husband to start it. His mouth on her aroused genitals had gotten her so moist and ready for him! It was a frustrating feeling, as though they were teasing her, keeping her guessing, and she was in no mood for games. Why didn't they get started on the real fucking part?
She couldn't help the delicious sigh that escaped her as she felt her brother's hand move, light as a feather over her cunt, his fingers tracing and teasing at her, erotically. Then he inserted two and finally three fingers into the moistly warm passage, moving them in and out, gently, her cuntal orifice stretching to receive the breadth of his fingers with ease. Oh, that feels so nice, she thought, but I've got to have his big, hard cock in me! Meanwhile, her husband was kissing her. Instinctively she knew that the tangy pungency of his mouth was the essence of herself remaining on his tongue as he probed deep into her throat. She liked it and she took Ray's tongue fully into her mouth and sucked on it gently and slowly at first, then ever more violently, while his hands caressed and kneaded the soft, melon-like mounds of her throbbing breasts. In a few minutes he forced a trade as he sucked and nibbled on her tongue. It was all maddeningly tantalizing. Her ecstasy was building almost to the breaking point, and she was poised on the brink of her orgasm, full of agonizing, erotic tension. In her imagination, she felt almost like a space explorer, sitting high atop a rocket, waiting to be blasted to the moon!
Gerald's strong hands parted her helpless and unresisting legs, and he wedged himself solidly between her thighs, his hands now running, caressingly, over the satin smoothness of the perfectly sculpted columns. Then he reached down to fondle his massive, rock-hard cock. His encircling hand on its shaft worked the foreskin back and forth several times over the pulsing, blood-swollen head. A few drops of the viscous, preparatory fluids spread over the fiery, silk-like sheen of his cock's head. When he took his hand away, his prick stood out, bulkily, rampant, and ready, its rigid length and breadth pulsing, wildly, with his excited heartbeat. He was ready now to fuck his sister. Fascinated, he watched May's hungrily grinding loins as he held himself poised over her. Her cunt was flowered open, moist and gently throbbing. It seemed to beckon to him, bidding him enter, and he knew that she was more than ready to receive him. Sliding both hands under her gyrating buttocks, he felt the warm, softness of them, the lithe muscles working in his palms, as his hips spread her trembling, expectant thighs wide apart. Then he was in position over her, his lust-inflated cock-head brushing, teasingly, at the pink slit of her cuntal opening. She moaned out her need to him.
"Oooooohhhhh! Fuck me now!"
Her obscene expression spurred him. He lifted her hips, pulling them up toward him easily, the bulbous head of his hardened cock going into the moist warmth of her vaginal opening, the elastic flesh of the vertical little mouth stretching to take it. He allowed only the vast head to go into her for the time being as he stopped short, holding himself immobile over her straining loins. He felt the undulations of her hips as she tried to absorb more of his lustfully throbbing shaft into her hotly seething, cuntal sheath. He squeezed and massaged at his sister's hips and wide-spread thighs, while at the same time, he shoved his fully erectile cock into her with slow, even pressure, ranging ever deeper and deeper, and he felt the contracting ring of muscles in the walls of her vaginal passage sucking at him tantalizingly. It generated sparks of sensation in the length of his prick that drove him almost to distraction.
With a final flick of his hips, he drove his cock the final few inches deep, deep into her writhing belly, the head of it nudging her cervix to lodge right up against the back wall of her cunt. He flexed it, then, expanding inside her and was pleased to feel her countering contractions. The walls of her pussy clasped him, caressingly, and he could feel it the full length of his pulsingly sensate cock. It seemed to him her cuntal sheath fit him like a pair of good gloves. Incessantly his hand caressed and massaged at her quivering white thighs, her smooth, flat belly, his thumbs tracing down into the flexing hollows of her groin. Finally he slipped a hand down over the rounded smoothness of her moon-like buttocks to search in the crevice between for the secret, puckered hole that nestled there, defenselessly.
Moistening a finger in the viscid liquid that trickled down copiously from her vaginal orifice, he sought the tiny, brownish ring of her back passage. He found it and pressed into its warm sponginess slowly and tenderly. There was none of the haste with which Thornton had done it. Her body jerked convulsively once, then her trembling loins screwed back on his finger, absorbing it fully until his palm was pressed flat and hard against the working muscles of her softly quivering buttock cheeks. He heard her groan, both of pain and satisfaction, coming to him muffled as she did it up into her husband's mouth.
May didn't understand it. It hurt, but it felt so sexy and so wonderfully wicked and forbidden! Her mouth worked up against Ray's with the ecstasy of her passion. She felt everything her brother was doing to her below, while above, her husband's mouth and hands were driving her insane, his tongue in her mouth almost imitating Gerald's cock in her seething cunt. Her breasts, under the manipulations of his hands, seemed to be a mass of exposed, sexually aroused nerve-endings. They were inter-connected to all parts of her body, transmitting sex sensations along super-charged synapses. Their intensity was building to the point where she was sure she would faint if it spiraled any higher. Uncontrollably she moved her breasts up against the hard, lean muscles of his chest, and her arms went around him to pull him close to her, her fingers scratching at his back in wanton fury of unreasonable sex-need. Every fiber of her being was responding to the two men. The fires that had been ignited in her loins were now roaring out of control, threatening to consume her, goading her to complete submission.
Suddenly she couldn't stand it any longer. She had to have more! She had to have Gerald's cock in her cunt, surging in and out of her recklessly, the hard length and breadth of him fucking into her relentlessly. She could have died then of the pure joy of it when she felt her brother's ponderous cock entering her, spreading and stretching her cunt-lips. Then it had paused momentarily before worming deep up into her waiting belly. Now the sensations of his expanding and contracting hardness elicited involuntary movements of her own, her vaginal walls acting on their own, it seemed to suck up his full, hardened length into her now greedily quivering belly. Then as his warm hands had swarmed over her, they had brought her body to vibrantly full arousal, his finger slipping into her anus, bringing her both welcome pain and pleasure at the same time. The pain of the unnatural entrance made her jerk, involuntarily, and she bit Ray's lips, her tongue pushing deep into his throat. She had hung on for dear life, trembling from head to foot with salacious anticipation. Her greed for them, for the pleasure their big cocks would bring her, rose up in her like monster snake coils, taking over her body and mind to control her completely.
Then, beginning with long, smooth strokes, Gerald began to fuck smoothly in and out of her moist, clasping vaginal passage. He didn't ram or grind into her. It was just a steady stroking movement that didn't hit all the way to the bottom of her cunt yet. He didn't want to rush her or hurry himself too much. As he pumped his cock in and out of her, he was waiting, waiting for her response that he knew would come pretty soon, then he would give her everything he had. He watched. Her eyes were becoming glazed, and her breath came in shallow pantings as the sensations in her loins became a raging, unquenchable fire. The only thing that would put out that fire was a soaringly ecstatic orgasm. Her hips began to thrust upward to him, her cunt slithering up the shaft of his cock, attempting to take the whole of it deep up into her trembling belly. Then she ground her hips back into the mattress on his up-stroke, until his penis came out of her cuntal sheath almost all the way, just the head of it remaining just inside her vaginal portal.
Kathy was spellbound, watching the four hands that were working over her aunt's quivering thighs and finally felt the hardness of Melvin's huge young cock nudging against the moistened lips of her own cunt. She was ready, and she reached back under the taut bridge of her belly, grasping the rigid shaft and pulling it forward until she felt the hot, throbbing head insinuate itself between the little ridges of tender flesh on either side of her pussy. He pressured forward slowly and with one long, easy stroke slid it all the way up into her heaving crotch. She moaned as she felt the rubbery glans batter softly up against the tip of her cervix, buried as far up in her cunt as it would go. Her mouth dropped loosely open and she began squirming back against him dog-fashion as he rotated it deep inside her. The head rubbed tantalizingly against the hidden walls of her womb in a sweet magical rhythm that brought low moans of pleasure from deep within her throat as she stared at Aunt May's body still tightly held between her husband and her brother.
It was about then that Ray said, "Let's get her up on her knees so you can fuck her from the rear while she sucks me off!"
Concentrating only on the pleasure sensations of her body, May was not aware of what her husband had said or what he planned to do. Gerald understood, immediately. He was disappointed at having to withdraw right then, but he did it. This was Ray's show. The two men hauled her into the new position. She rested on her knees and elbows, the luscious moons of her buttocks waving nakedly in the air behind her. She felt frustration and annoyance at the interruption, but she smiled her satisfaction as her brother knelt behind her, grasped her hips hard and drove his massive cock powerfully into her gratefully accepting cunt, ramming with all his might, until his ball-laden scrotum smacked up tight against her loins and his pubic bone crashed painfully into the bones at the base of her spine. He poised there for a moment as he savored the delightful sensations in his loins and heard her mumbled protest.
"Wh ... what ... are you doing ... to me now?"
Her husband, Ray, was lying down again athwart the bed. He could see her breasts hanging pendulum-like, dancing prettily beneath her kneeling body as Gerald began plunging deep into her belly, the shock of it making her jerk and sway. Then she was grinding her hips back at him, countering him in his animal-like lunges deep into her clasping cuntal passage. Ray was stretched out in front of her now, and he reached out to her head, his hand going behind it as he forced her head down toward his rampant, hardened prick. May opened her passion-glazed eyes to look directly at her husband's long, thick, lust-inflated cock. Shoving his hips up at her face, the shiny, smooth-as-silk head of his bloated cock brushed against her firmly pursed lips. May opened them reluctantly, not really knowing what she was supposed to do but guessing.
Ray flexed his hips to enter the soft, spongy head into the moistly waiting cavern of her mouth, and she ovalled her lips to receive it. She folded her lips over her teeth as it slithered wetly up between them. It was a huge presence, that made her feel like gagging, and the revulsion at what she was doing suddenly slashed through her, but she would have to do it. The price could well be her marriage! With an effort, she controlled her feelings and licked at the desire-hardened shaft of flesh, then she swirled her tongue around the smooth head of it. The pungent masculine flavor was different, but there was nothing horrible about it as she had always supposed. Behind her, Gerald was still grinding his cock in and out of her passion inflamed cuntal passage. That was all that mattered. The delicious sensations drowned out all else, and she decided she could do it after all. Then she even tried a few experimental sucking motions.
Suddenly Melvin and Kathy were nosed to a stop by Thornton. The big dog had been watching everything and at this point, his enormous pink cudgel was sticking straight out from its hairy sheath. Reluctantly Kathy gave up her view of the bed and rolled onto her back, accepting Melvin on top of her now. Right on cue, the dog stepped over Kathy's face so the swinging hardness of his penile shaft was swaying directly down toward her nose and mouth. "Oh, Thornton. Let Kathy have it, lover. Let Kathy suck your cock!" The young girl took one hand off her cousin's now swiftly jerking buttocks and guided the fleshy tapered animal member right up into her mouth, sucking on the dog's lewdly distended penis like a woman possessed. She felt she was in heaven, being fucked in the mouth by the handsome German Shepherd while her own sweet cousin fucked her in her nakedly yearning cunt. Melvin grunted with amazement when he saw Thornton step over his cousin's face and her mouth open up to take his rigid red penis into its hot cavernous depths. But he could hardly oppose it for any reason. The total depravity of the entire situation was an indescribable ecstasy he had never dreamed possible.
Behind May, Kathy's father rammed into her aunt extra hard. Her body was driven forward, and without warning, her whole mouth and throat was filled with her husband's pulsing cock. She closed her eyes and sucked desperately while her brother gored her with furious strokes. The wonderfully huge, hard cock he drove into her seething cunt almost overwhelmed her with fiery pleasure. Faster and ever deeper he plunged in and out of her, his massive, hardened shaft moving in and out of her cuntal sheath with the ease and power of a well-oiled piston. It was pure pleasure for her as she felt herself filled up almost beyond reason by his rhythmically fucking cock.
As he thrust wildly into his beloved sister, Gerald used his hands on her hips to pull her in tight to him with each insane plunging stroke. The fiery dam in his balls would have to break soon. He could feel his nearing ejaculation. The ache in his balls was becoming almost unbearable. Looking down, he watched her slaving buttocks, fascinated, as she pushed back at him, the hardened shaft of his big cock cleaving the furrow of her cunt, coming out ivory-white and glistening with moisture. It was vibrant, pulsing with life, as it slid in and out of the coral moistness of her cunt, then it was buried to the root in her until none of the shaft could be seen. Glancing up, he saw that she had her husband's big cock in her mouth, and that she was actually sucking on it.
Ray pressed his cock deeper and deeper up between her roundly ovalled lips. The delicious, tingling sensations in his balls incited him, and he thrust his lust-filled prick into her mouth until it had disappeared completely. He looked up to watch as the massive shaft of it slipped far back into her throat to the very root, her lips creeping over his length eating him, devouring him, and his hairy loins were pressing against her chin. It was all in her mouth! But she finally gagged. There was too much of him. She tried to twist her head aside to force him to withdraw it, but he held her head tight and straight to keep his aching cock deep in her throat. He could feel the swallowing motions of her throat, and the sensations it generated were wild, out of this world! Then Ray knew that he would be spewing cum in there and soon! The burning sensation at the root of his cock demanded it. He had to do something else, something more!
Holding his wife's head in position over him, he began to plunge in and out of her mouth, fucking her there, as though it were another cunt, tight and hairless, and waiting to be cum up into. Unconsciously he matched the tempo that Gerald established as his brother-in-law knelt behind her and savagely rammed his cock in and out of her overheated cunt.
Suddenly May gave in to the lewd sensations of the wild double-fuck she was receiving. She tried, consciously, to relax her throat muscles, so that she could accept all of her husband's hard driving length into her mouth with ease. Her feeling of shock at first, when Ray's cock-head had fucked into her mouth, almost made her feel faint. It had been hard for her to breathe. She couldn't think straight. The fear that they really might stop had goaded her to try. Then with the growing excitement in her loins as Gerald had plundered her voraciously moist cunt from behind, she had begun to take more of Ray's huge cock into her mouth. Finally, she had been able to accept all of it deep into her throat. Dazedly she began to wonder whether or not the two men would tear her apart as they thrust with ever more powerful strokes into to of her body's orifices. Her brother behind her, ramming with all his strength into her demandingly hungry cunt, and her husband thrusting his massive length up into her mouth. Then the mounting rapture at the very core of her being began to explode inside her. Her orgasm was beginning. It would be soon!
The cords on Melvin's boyish neck were standing out and the excruciating feel of Kathy's voraciously clutching little pussy was going to cause him to shoot out up inside her any minute, when with lust-drenched eyes, he looked down and could see his cock, click with her pussy juices, sliding effortlessly in and out through her softly curling pubic hair, which was teasing against his cock maddeningly on each outstroke. The lips of her cunt were clasping convulsively around his impaling thickness and all he could think of or want was to feel his painfully expanded balls explode their searing load of cum deep up into her hotly churning teenage cunt.
Kathy seemed to be smiling and her eyes sparkled with delight without stopping for a moment her voracious sucking on Thornton's pinkly glistening animal rod. The desire-driven cousin continued to fuck into his nakedly spread visiting relative with long, agonizingly drawn out strokes while the beautiful teenager blissfully sucked on the German Shepherd's cock. He thought how strangely those on the bed and those on the floor, even the dog, were somehow all connected, each with the other, each enthralled in his own world of delight as they writhed and moaned and whined in their collective, lust-driven passion.
At last those on the floor felt their separate exploding orgasms all blending into one shattering unleashed fury of unprecedented carnal debauchery. Kathy felt the white hot jets of cum filling her from both ends as her cousin and her dog-lover flooded her cunt and her mouth with the liquid-hot juices of their release. Melvin let loose a soul-rendering climax, uttering loud grunts and groans as he shot his sperm far up into his fifteen year old cousin's hungrily milking little belly.
Dimly, May was aware that her brother was ready to cum spewingly into her hungrily clasping cunt. He gripped the smooth rounded nakedness of her hips tight to him and was pounding up between her widespread buttocks with jackhammer force. He was out of control, his long thick hard cock was buffeting into her open pussy with a power she had never yet known. She hadn't even thought about it in advance, but had she considered the possibility, she would have been instantly hesitant. As it was, she didn't have the chance to think about it until it happened. Her husband's cock erupted suddenly in her mouth, jetting scalding cascades of viscous, white sperm far back against her unexpecting tonsils, which forced her to swallow again and again, to clear it from her throat and be able to breathe.
Almost at the same time, May was helpless to do anything, out of control herself, as she came to her own release, her orgasmic rapture dimmed her eyes and muffled her ears. At that instant, in space and time there were no other realities for her except the cocks of two virile men, one fucking her cunt, the other fucking her mouth as though it were another vagina. She, too, was cumming!
"Aaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuugggggghhhhh!" Heaving her hips back against her brother, squirming and jerking, expectantly against him, her body quivering, she waited for the moment when he, too, would shoot his hot, boiling sperm inside her. Faster and faster, harder and longer, Gerald slaved away behind her, his cock pistoning in and out, smoothly, until, suddenly, he was there. With a loud groan of satisfaction, he slammed into her as his cock hosed his hot, viscid cum deep into the depths of her cuntal passage, to splash forcefully into the depth of her hotly contracting belly. He held himself rigid, his back arched, as his cock pumped it out, wildly. All of his ecstasy was there in the insane jetting of his wildly jerking cock.
Within mere seconds of each other, all three on the bed came to their orgasms. The two men greedily clutched her to them, caressing, massaging and smoothing her with their hands as their cocks bored into her, until finally, they released her sperm-filled body. The euphoric, relaxing waves of orgasm washed over them, leaving them satiated, their virile cocks pulsing less and less and slowly becoming softer and softer. The whole bedroom had seemed to shake with multiple orgasms as the hotly gushing secretions blended and puddled together in almost insane ecstasy until at last every one lay spent, momentarily overwhelmed, entwined on bed and floor like nakedly encircling vines.
Finally, because nobody moved and went to bed as they ought to, in their own rooms, Thornton patiently made the rounds, lapping a cunt here, a cock there, here a breast and there an ass-cheek, whatever looked as though it needed cleaning to his efficient eye. When that wasn't enough, he went to the lighted hallway where the black patch over his left eye looked its most menacing and barked. No matter how many humans were around, he still had to run the farm. If they didn't get to bed and get their sleep, who, he wanted to ask, was going to get up and milk and pasture the cows in the morning?
