Toni Baline stared out of the open French windows of the second floor guest bedroom and shielded her eyes with her hand to survey the green blanket of sweet-smelling manicured grass and linear hedges. They were flanking the cobblestone path leading from the breakfast patio to the kidney-shaped swimming pool whose cement rim ribboned out into the gently rolling hillocks beyond. The palatial house, situated in the lush, green hills bordering the western edge of Jameston, Alabama, caught the morning and noon sun, but had a cooler late afternoon and evening, thanks to the willow trees surrounding the pillared three-story home. From her outlook, Toni watched the slow, methodical movements of the two young Black maids now clearing the afternoon's tea cups and silver service from the patio table and replacing the soiled linen with freshly starched checkered ones. In the far distance the unexpected sound of puppy barks, echoing from the hills to the right, ruptured the sticky, cloying Alabama afternoon, the sole imperfection of what otherwise would have been a perfect movie set.
Seventeen year old Toni Baline could not rid herself of the feeling that she was in a fantasy land, a dreamland of opulent make-believe. She studied her boy friend who stood on the opposite side of the bed watching as he removed his sweat stained shirt and trousers to reveal his lanky frame, a tender emotion of deep affection filling her. They were the luckiest people on earth, she reasoned incredulously as she turned from the window to unzip and step out of her sun-dress. Here they were, two unmarried seventeen year olds, living together under her relatives' roof ... and nobody cared or ridiculed!
"Yeah, just about perfect, isn't it?" Jeff answered her unspoken thoughts, the warm smile brightening his sharp-angled, boyish features meant to reassure her that he was as ebullient over spending the summer at Toni's aunt's and uncle's home as she was. "It doesn't even feel like work when you have somebody bringing you mint juleps and iced tea every hour." He laughed to himself. "Never thought I'd dig cleaning out dog kennels."
"Or me doing housework. You know how Mama used to yell and scream, calling me lazy when she'd ask me to lift a dust rag at home. But God! It makes a difference when you're dusting nineteenth century mahogany instead of twentieth century plywood ..."
"Now don't be so hard on your parents, Toni. They can't help it if they're not as rich as Uncle Milt and Aunt Claudia. Remember," he cautioned, waving his finger in the air, "It was your aunt's money and land that Milt inherited. Bet he didn't have a dime until he met her." His eyes locked on the honey-haired girl, sensing the deep foreboding and moodiness brooding there. For all her fine qualities, Toni still possessed that old Southern trait of lusting after the leisure in life. "Come on, Baby," he assuaged, "Some day we'll have a spread like this. Lots of land ... servants ... nothing for you to do but lie in the sun and stay beautiful for me." He stood awkwardly running his hands through his own long, chestnut hair, his shorts, one covering his nakedness.
Damn, what a fine scene it would be if he could take Toni off and elope against her parent's wishes, and against their wishes it would be! Her parents would never consent to their marriage, and with due cause. How could he support their daughter? God, just the thought of it was a joke ... and yet. Damn it, he'd give anything to have that happen and, hopefully, spending the summer here with her gorgeous relatives, he just might find a way. Hell, he was most twenty, wasn't he? Time to start thinking about settling down and raising a family, and what better introduction could there be to marriage than playing house? But Jesus, if her parents ever found out that he was staying at her aunt and uncle's house, sleeping in her bed ... oh, boy, the fireworks would put the 200th Fourth of July to shame!
But he couldn't help himself ... he'd loved her from the first moment that day he'd seen her on the beach, reminding him of a golden Venus in her tiny white bikini ... just as she did at that very second, her wispy nylon panties and abundantly filled bra enhancing the curvaceous loveliness of her golden-tanned satiny-skinned body.
"... Why do you think they're being so generous with us?" Toni asked, a quizzical look clouding her perfect features as she turned and walked to her vanity for the skin moisturiser that hopefully would turn today's pink sunburn into tomorrow's deeper tan.
Jeff swallowed tightly, his discerning eyes automatically fixing on the provocative rippling movement of her curvaceous young hips and perfectly ovaled buttocks, the length of her blonde silken hair falling to the middle of her back, her slender waspish waist and long, shapely legs. He felt a stirring inside his shorts and mentally berated himself for harbouring such thoughts when they'd already made love once today.
"Don't know ... maybe they've always wanted to have children of their own," he guessed, moving around the bed toward her. "l can't understand why your parents are dead-set against them having you stay for the summer." He wanted to make an addendum to that statement, including himself, but knew that was already a sore subject with Toni's parents who loathed the thought of their only child leaving home for a summer ... not to mention how they would respond if they knew she'd brought him along with her. "Just be glad we're together."
Toni turned to face her boyfriend. He opened his arms and she quickly drifted into them, as if welcoming the security of their strength. "Oh, if Daddy ever finds out ..."
She looked up into his face and he saw the tiny amber lights sparkling it the depth of her green and sometimes greyish-hued eyes ... then he heard her almost inaudible gasp of arousal as she felt the urgent throb of his swelling cock against the softness of her belly.
"Oh Jeff, sometimes I feel so guilty lying to my parents like that," she cooed in her ultra-feminine Southern drawl, her warm, soft loveliness seeming to melt into his virile, lanky body. She raised her sensuous, almost quivering lips and he kissed them tenderly. "I--I love you so much."
"And I love you, too, Baby," he replied, letting his hands possessively massage the intoxicating mounds of her buttocks inside her soft nylon pants, while his ever-hardening penis jerked slightly against the soft, silken flesh of her belly. He tried to concentrate on the immediate urgency for words to quell her fears of familial reprisal, but his mounting desire for her was making that next to impossible; anyway, he didn't want lo give her the slightest inkling that he did not trust her benevolent relatives. He couldn't reason why Uncle Milt had so kindly taken him into his home, wined and dined him, and paid him ridiculously high wages just for feeding his fifteen show dogs twice a day. Toni ... now that was another matter; she was a blood relative. But then to promise him immunity against Toni parents' wrath ... that was a horse of another colour.
"Darling ... Oh Jeff, let's get into bed," Toni whispered against his cheek, the sweet warmth of her breath interrupting his train of thought and inciting him as always. "I--I want you now Baby."
"Mmmm, isn't that going to be a little rough on your sunburn?" he said concernedly while he unfastened her bra and smoothed his hands beneath to cup the lavish dunes of buoyant, pink-nippled flesh, their tiny buds like little marbles burrowing into the palms of his hands. Christ, she was a lovely little creature ... if only she would let herself go ... try to shake off that damned guilt her parents had shackled her with ... but he could wait ... damn, yes, he'd wait forever.
Toni loved the warm, rippling sensations the closeness of Jeff's masculinity and the caressing of his hot, gentle hands on her naked breasts, sent coursing through her belly. From the very first time it had been the same, and he had been the first boy to possess her ... that night, one of so many beautiful nights. But he was hardly a man at twenty; yet anything but a boy. He was her lover! That's what he was ... her lover, and soon, she felt certain, that he would find the secret of really fulfilling her budding young sexuality.
She thought these things as she pressed her desire-aroused flesh with unstained innocence needfully against his, her mind desperately trying to blot out the unwarranted circumstances of guilt. Of course, Jeff was right. If they were truly in love, marriage should be no issue. In another month they would go back to Mobile, she to her parent's house and he to school, and nobody would be the wiser for it. After all, they weren't doing anything here they hadn't ready done.
No, she was acting like a child ... anything but a mature seventeen year old ... and her sweet, roughly-handsome boy friend deserved so much more. God, how she loved him! To make him happy was all that she dreamed of. If ... if only she knew more of the secret, intimate ways ... perhaps then she could do them for him! Why didn't he show her? Ask her? Force her? Anything!
"Oh Jeff," Toni whispered as he gently rolled her thin, almost transparent panties down over her hips to fall in a silken pile at her feet, then drew her naked young body back on top of him while he lowered himself onto the bed.
"Huh ... ?" he prodded with a grinning hiss.
"Oh, Jeff. You're such neat guy!" she gasped kissing him hungrily and writhing her moistened vagina downward against the length of the hard throbbing cock inside his shorts. "You're the neatest guy I ever went out with."
He twisted his mouth free, still grinning, making the cleft in his chin appear all the deeper ... and sexier. "But the question still is, "how do you want to get fucked?"
"Oh ... oh you!" Toni tutted, the sudden wild sensations racing through her belly and loins at the wickedly lewd sound of his use of the forbidden four-letter word making her forget all else but his presence and the delicious feel of his hard, virile cock nestled in the soft, smooth flesh of her lower belly and sparsely-haired young pubic mound. Sensuously, she squirmed her hips and buttocks in an effort to work the long, cloth-hampered shape of hardened flesh up between the pouting lips of her slowly moistening cunt. "Anyway ... do it anyway you want! Make me happy! Oh, please don't stop until ..."
"Until what?" he questioned, puzzled.
Frustrated, Toni felt her cheeks blushing and stammered ... "Oh ... just hurry. Just get naked!"
* * *
Uncle Milt adjusted the volumes on little video machine and chuckled as with open lewdness he rubbed the swollen heavy member bulging the front of his lounging pajamas. He lay relaxed, sipping a Tom Collins with a mint leaf floating in its froth, his red-headed, ivory-skinned wife beside him on the over-sized pillows strewn over the wall-to-wall carpet of his entertainment room. Like her husband, she wore only the sheerest and skimpiest clothing, choosing a black lace negligee for the evening's entertainment. Her exquisite, statuesque body was sensuously visible through the diaphanous fabric which, like Claudia herself had spent many a voyeuristic evening before the well hidden video screen of the room they lovingly called "the romper room". Her lipstick smeared lips twitched with excitement as she watched and listened to the intimate bedroom performance unfolding before her, while she gently stroked the great head of the prize-winning stud German Shepherd lying on the floor beside her. Like her husband, Claudia was revelling in the act of playing voyeur to their newly acquired guests' lovemaking.
"What an ass!" the powerfully built, grey-haired man hissed licentiously. "I have to hand it to you, Claudia. You weren't kidding when you said that scrawny kid would turn into a real looker. She's got it all, and that dumb ass boy friend of hers can't turn it on." He gave his thick cock an extra pull. You ever see prettier boobs, or a smoother pair of thighs?" He stared for a moment and then shook his head incredulously. "'Enough to make your mouth water."
"No kidding!" his majestically beautiful wife exclaimed with a sensual titter of her own. "Milt, I haven't seen you this hot after anything for a long time. Sure it doesn't bother you that it's your flesh-and-blood you're after?"
Milt rolled his head to gaze over at his voluptuous and rich mate, noting with an appraising lecherous eye the white, smooth flesh of one naked raised leg bent at the knee, and the full, rounded shapeliness of its firm thigh. The enticing display sent a ripple of lust from his groin to his belly and he felt his heavy cock lurch inside the robe. Hell, even at thirty-eight she could still put women half her age to shame with that body, he realised and on top of that she knew how to use it. They were the couple el perfecto, all right; one as lecherous as the other, with no holds barred. That meant extra-marital sex and anything in between.
* * *
... Not to mention their dog-loving clientele for whom they sired and raised specially trained German Shepherd with talents many humans didn't possess. If those parties weren't enough to keep her from masturbating, she always had the never-absent sire, Paps by her side, the dog that had initiated the idea of breeding and training dogs for lonely women and swinging parties.
* * *
"Don't tell me that sexy young body doesn't turn you on, Baby," Milt taunted pointing to his cock-free hand to the video screen. "You haven't taken your eyes off that screen for a second."
For a moment, Claudia didn't answer, not that his remark bothered her in the least, their shared understanding of varied sexual pleasure was too profound for such nonsense. The fact of the matter was that though that breathtaking niece ... who at that present moment was gasping passionately over the speaker system as her young boy friend wormed his surprisingly thick, lengthy cock into her nakedly open little pussy ... had inspired lascivious sensations down inside her own cunt at the mere sight of her delicious nakedness, it was the long-haired, youthful boy friend she couldn't keep her eyes from.
"She's yours for now, Baby," Claudia only replied as she continued to fondle and pet Paps' gallant-looking head. "It's that kid's long cock I'm interested in for now." With that, she raised her head, fluffing up the pillow beneath to better watch the erotically piquing intimacy taking place on the screen before them. "My God, you have to admit he's hung like a bull!" she exclaimed, her breath catching in her throat jealously as a low, deep-throated groan came over the sound system and she could see the full, blood-inflated head of the young boy's cock working sensuously at the thin, hair-lined pussy lips of his widespread girl friend.
* * *
In the bedroom, Toni gasped as the huge, excitedly pulsing tip penetrated the tight elasticised mouth of her pink cunt, visibly stretching the small, visibly quivering opening as it wormed its way into her with the help of Jeff's guiding hand.
"Ohhhhhh, God, darling ... IT'S SO BIG ... OHHHHHH," Toni's whimpering, almost breathless voice came with clarity through the speaker to the pair of lecherous voyeurs watching lustfully from their position on the floor. "Oh ... OHHH PLEEEZ ... NOT TOO FAST, BABY ... IT HURTS YET ..."
"The little cunt hasn't seen anything!" Milt rasped goatishly. "Wait till she gets a few inches of this baby crammed up into that little hole!"
Claudia was too mesmerised by the lust-arousing scene to drag her eyes from the screen, but she knew her husband had grasped his own massive cock and was stroking it, and then, subconsciously, she was aware of her slender hands arousing her own slowly swelling breasts, plucking at their hardened ruby-like nipples through the diaphanous film of her negligee while tiny butterfly-like sensations began to run rampant in her loins and belly. Beside her, Paps had gotten to his feet and was whining and staring at her because of the loss of her petting hand, but she temporarily paid him no heed.
God, there was something about that Jeff that drove her crazy! His cock alone would normally be enough ... the young virile length and thickness of it, but there was more about him that seemed to kindle deeper sensations of desire than she'd known since she'd met Milt at a singles party. His roughly handsome face perhaps ... or was it the lankiness of him, as her brother had been ... Yes, that was it! God, he even resembled her brother in his younger incestuous years. That was the crux of it all! He was the image of her brother ... the first male she had ever made love to, a night she could recall vividly after all these years; she had been fourteen at the time, but there had been many occasions ... then he had fallen in love with some blonde bitch and that put an end to her incestuous career ... just as the little niece of Milt's had done with this beautiful boy.
The hand that wielded the power belonged to her, Claudia! She was going to possess him, body and soul, and the young blonde intruder could do nothing about it! Oh, she was going to suffer for all the unhappiness and suffering she had caused!
Beside her and salaciously stroking his endowment of heavy-lengthened cock, Milt Baline gaped with licentiously glued eyes at the erotically enchanting spectacle of the young woman's naked loveliness. The fact that she was his niece only added to the mounting lust in his fired and lecherous loins ... watching the changing expressions of momentary enchantment to sudden twinges of pain as the young boy's wetly glistening shaft of hot, hard flesh was forced deeper into her, inciting envious, sadistic spasms to charge through his gut ... staring eagerly at her wide-spread, full rounded young thighs ... the delicious cleft to her white, untanned ass ... the rippling delight of her firmly jutting breasts as she worked passionately to accept him ... Christ, if only sister Margaret could see her only angelic child now!
He'd taken one look at her graduation picture she'd so lovingly sent in the mail, and he knew he'd have to have her. It hadn't taken much to get Margaret to agree to let him keep the little honey for the summer offering her a job swiping the dust cloth over the furniture and making beds. His only living relative, Margaret was not stupid enough to spy a potential inheritance, and she'd all but paid him to take little Toni for the summer.
Milt grinned confidently, indulging himself in the luxury of power for a moment. Claudia's brainstorm of raising and breeding animals for the horny, lonely old women who couldn't find gigolos to fuck them, was making them a goddamned mint! At ten thousand a cunt-licking dog, they had one hundred and fifty thousand dollars worth of bark and fur out there in the kennels now, and with the right training there was no end to the possibilities. All it took to keep the operation going was a couple of 'willing' females to break in those doggies and man, he could retire ... that's where sweet-ass little niece came in, along with the servants he'd bought on the side. Which reminded him ...
"Where the hell is that black bitch?" he spat at his wife, rolling his head toward her and lifting it from the pillow.
"She should be here at seven," Claudia answered.
"Let's get her over here before this thing shatters, heh?" Milt cut her short.
Claudia tittered lightly, a warm, desirous sensation washing through her as she trained her view on the erect, thick and long object her husband of fifteen years was referring to. He still held it salaciously in his hand while he worked the foreskin up and down to cover then reveal its moistly swollen head. And what a magnificent cock it was, she mused sensuously. God, she had all she could do to keep from pouncing on it right then with her own building passion firing her, but experience had taught her the ecstatic advantages of letting him navigate the course of events they would follow. She said, "Don't get upset. Shirley will be bringing her along shortly ... as soon as she gets all nice and fragrant for you. Just sit back and watch your prize niece. That daring Jeff does things to me."
The fat man responded with an obscene little laugh, picturing the teenage girl and her boy friend in the act of intimate sex, while Paps lay his great head on the pillow, nuzzling his nose against his mistress soft hip meaningfully with a tiny whimpering sound.
"Looks as if Pap's impatient too," Milt said, grinning.
Claudia stroked the animal's head affectionately and cooed down at him. "Don't worry Darling. You'll have your own private party. Right now, we've got to break in your son. There are some things in life he has to learn."
Chapter 2
"Ohhhhhh ... ohhhhhh Goddd!" Toni moaned into the pleasure-slackened face of her young desire-incited boy friend as he continued to fill her with slow, long thrusts ... rhythmic plunges that fucked into her tight, yielding vagina to greater and greater depths, until at last she felt the smooth spongy tip brush at her cervix and his full, sperm-filled balls slap resounding into the soft sensitive crevices separating the widespread cheeks of her naked buttocks. The pain-pleasure left her breathless ... somewhere between purgatory and heaven, she thought wildly! Oh yes ... yes, maybe this was the night! Oh, God, it was so beautiful ... so beautiful! And she groaned from deep in her throat with the bliss that was overwhelmingly intoxicating her.
At first, from her tiny whining gasps, Jeff feared that he'd hurt her, but then when she begin to writhe and squirm beneath him aggressively and he knew different. Her deliciously clasping young cunt, as if of its own unconscious volition, initiated a voracious muscular squeezing along the full length of his deeply fucking cock, her hard little nipples gouging sensuously into his chest. Her warm, lovely belly pressured hotly upward against him while her thighs clamped and released at his waist as she worked her now hungrily accepting young pussy up and down the full hardness of his driving cock, helping to establish the tempo of their fucking.
"Oh Jeff ... darling ... don't ever stop," she murmured as his now aching rod of desire-hardened flesh soared into her moistly secreting cuntal sheath and her head began to flail excitedly from side to side. He saw the tiny teeth marks appear on her lovely ripe lower lips where she'd nibbled at it; then, she was sucking and biting at his tongue and forcing her own into his mouth and almost wantonly, gasping warm, sweet breath into his throat.
He saw the thin film of sweat beading on her forehead beneath the entangled halo of honey-hued hair, and the way her neck was straining, low hums of erotic abandon beginning to gurgle from deep in her throat against his lips. Damn ... damn ... he'd never seen his proud little girl friend really let herself go this way! The erotic sight of her enchantingly naked body writhing and bucking in feverishly rising heat spurred him lasciviously on. She was his now ... all his to fuck and suck when and however he chose!
Toni cried out beneath him, twisting suddenly to escape the abrupt, unexpected pain as he slipped his hands beneath the firm white cheeks of her smooth rounded buttocks and pulled her nakedly open loins up tighter to him, fucking into her defencelessly young pussy with a new unleashed savagery. The vicious smacking of his heavy, semen-bloated balls against her tiny puckered anus and the smooth, softly yielding crevice between her upturned buttocks echoed lewdly throughout the small room.
But he hardly heard her guttural, animalistic plea and ignoringly plunged harder and deeper in his mounting passion screwing his leanly driving pelvis tighter into her soft, responsive cunt, grinding the flaccidly cringing flesh sadistically with his excitedly working fingers. Then to his surprise, with a low passionate groan coming from deep in her chest, she began to arch her hips up to him, meeting his brutal lunges with sudden violent up-thrusts of her own. Her eyes glowing now with unrestrained passion, she suddenly raised them both inches off the bed in wild, untamed cadence with her incessant moans beneath his nakedly pounding body, opening and closing her legs high up around his waist, slaving her heated young pussy up and down his lust-hardened cock in an obscenely working rhythm she could no longer seem to control.
Furiously, Jeff fucked into her, cupping her nakedly trembling loins tighter and tighter against his pelvis and feeling her draw back her thighs until she was almost bent double and her knees touched her pain-swollen breasts, causing the moist, clasping hole of her tightly milking cunt to blossom open even further in reception to his pistoning cock tunnelling ever deeper inside her.
Toni tossed her head in mesmerised, unequivocal bliss, the momentary twinges of pain she had known quickly giving way to the pleasure he was bringing her rapture-filled body, her smooth, firm thighs and buttocks on either side of his virile, thick cock quivering and twitching spasmodically in unleashed ecstasy, her tongue slithering hotly in and out of his sucking mouth in a simulation of oral fucking.
There had never been anything--any time like this before for her! Never, never! Oh yes, this was it ... the time she'd been waiting for! "Ohhh ... harder, Darling! Harder!" she urged, her voice coursed with an overwhelming, salacious appetite that had to be satisfied. "Oh please, Lover. Harrrder!"
Jeff gaped down at her in unbelieving astonishment, her almost frenzied, licentious performance firing him wildly. He'd reached the point of losing control over his climax. A half-dozen times he'd barely been able to force it back, and he knew he could never do it again! He stared downward at where his lead-hard cock was plunging furiously in and out of her now almost drenched little pussy, concentrating on the feel of the tight, pink folds of raw flesh clasping and clinging to his rampaging cock he was thrusting with jack-hammer force into her. Oh, Christ, it was too much!
In one last desperate effort, he attempted to step up the pace and deepen his lunges as she writhed frantic under him, grinding up and down his almost bursting cock with incredulous fury, her long, beautifully tapered legs uncontrollably jerking, her toes curled under as she drew her soft, tanned thighs back higher. Below, the smooth, satiny flesh of her inner cuntal walls began to milk the life from her young, hard-driving boy friend's throbbing shaft of lust-hardened cock flesh.
Insanely, Jeff pounded, fucked, and poked in one last futile effort, pressing his hands behind her knees and forcing them back until her head was framed by them, lifting the plane of her naked cunt higher and more widely open to his almost inhuman battering of her helplessly exposed pussy.
"Ohhhhhh ... ohhhhhh ... that's it, Darling! That's it!" Toni cried, her mouth loose, her eyes rolling insanely in her lovely head. "Don't stop! My God, don't stop, darling!" she gasped, her angelic face bearing only the slightest resemblance to the girl he knew and loved, her wild passion warping her features into a sensuously depraved mask of obscene lust. "Ohhhhhh ... don't ever stop, Jeff honey ... no! Harder! Do it harder! Fuck me, my darling ... fuck me!"
Jeff's senses were a swilling mass of confused lust, and he needed only to hear the lewd four-letter word tumble wantonly from her lips to peak him! Whatever else she had said he hardly heard, but it didn't matter! He was there and couldn't hold back! His aching, screaming cock was going to shatter into a billion pieces any second! His balls would explode like an over-inflated balloon, splattering the walls of the room! He wanted to wail out as he ground hard and deep into her rhythmically sucking young cunt in his effort to penetrate the furthest sanctuary of her deliciously grinding belly! He watched her breasts heave and quiver beneath his brutal pommelling ... even saw their tiny pink nipples expand as she flailed her head madly from side to side ... and then it tripped! It was coming ... like gushers of oil unleashed from the bowels of the earth ... and there was no capping it.
An odd expression contorted Toni's delicate features. She felt the jerking and expanding of his heavy, sperm-laden cock and realised its meaning. He was going to come and ... and leave her this way again.
"No! No! Please no! God, darling not yet! Don't come yet!" she begged, jamming her nibbling cunt tightly up against the thundering, pulsating rod of hard flesh as if to try and stop it. "Oh my God! Don't leave me this way, Darling!"
He wanted to hold back for her ... tried, but it was too late! The hot stream had already begun to charge the length of his cock, his throbbing balls pumping sporadically I like some well-tooled mechanism extricating the juice from the earth's entrails. He ... she ... both felt it spurt into her, he from the tip of his expanding cock ... she, as the blood-inflated head expanded and contracted, squirting its thick, hot sperm like a jet of scalding cream against the walls her desperately clasping cunt!
Toni screamed again and again: "No! Not yet!" But her young boy friend was too far above her at that moment, and though he heard her cries. He knew he could do nothing but revel in the delight his hot, thick semen racing the distance of his cock, its stimulating ecstasy wracking his lanky, young frame as it spurted far up into her soft, quivering belly. It jerked and spewed in unending spasms inside her, while she ground her cruelly unsatiated loins frantically up against its buried depths, inciting rather than stopping it!
And then, it was done ...!
Unashamedly, Toni whimpered out in her desperate frustration as he drew the slowly deflating shaft of useless male flesh out of her sperm-flooded pussy and fell back upon his buttocks in confused disgust with himself, his cheeks flushed, his mouth slack.
"D-Damnit, Baby, I-I'm sorry ... honest to God I am ... but I just couldn't hold back any longer." he whined weakly, hardly able to look Toni in the eye for fear of reprisal.
Toni said nothing as she fought to regain control of her ragged emotions and quell the raging inferno of sensations that were tingling wildly in her unfulfilled loins and belly. Dear God, she had to try to understand. IN all truth, she knew that he had done his best ... and was it his fault she was some kind of sex freak? Her darling ... she looked at him sitting here so dejected and ashamed, blaming himself for what was her inadequacy and a warm feeling of compassionate love for him surged through her. He would be perfect if only it weren't for that one little thing ... but how little was it really? She closed her eyes tight and pretended those wanton sensations racing through her loins were wicked and evil, the devil's footprints.
* * *
Milt Baline slapped his knee and guffawed lecherously over his niece's misery as he watched it over the video screen. "That dumb punk kid of a boy friend can't do it for her. What she needs is a cock stuffed into that frustrated little pussy of hers--MY COCK!"
The red-headed vixen beside him hungrily ogled her husband's thick, heavily veined organ he had continuously stroked throughout the young couple's love-making sequence, their own act of voyeurism doing as much to stimulate her lust as the actual performance itself. Her belly and loins churned with sensual frustrations that she had helped awaken with an unashamed finger teasing warmly between her excitedly flushed cunt-lips, gently tweaking her ever hardening clitoris while she watched the desirable young Jeff try to satisfy that little blonde bitch with his husky young cock. God, she couldn't imagine coming any less than a half-dozen times with that virile rod of youthful cock flesh fucking into her ... and how she wished she had him right on top of her at that moment, with his proud little blonde honey forced to stand and watch!
"Where the hell is that goddamned black bitch?" Milt snarled, bolting from the pillows to his feet and stripping away his lounging pajamas. "The Sybils are coming to buy Cesar tomorrow and if he doesn't get one more lesson in, he isn't going to know a cunt from an ass hole. Ring the servant's quarters and tell her to get her ass up here; I can't afford to let an untrained dog be sold or it'll ruin my reputation as a breeder."
Acquiescingly, Claudia stared at her naked husband with his thick, hairy chest and broad shoulders. Few men of his age had kept themselves in such trim shape, she reflected for the millionth time, letting her eyes trail down over his powerful physique, actually appreciating the slight overhang of his belly above the menacing wagon-tongue like cock poling out from his uncovered loins.
Yes, she could have been happy with him alone if things had been different, if he'd chosen to do anything else rather than play gentleman farmer out here on this old family plantation she'd inherited from her parents. But he'd been both ambitious and a profligate and she had frowned on neither characteristic, knowing that's what it took to make money in this evil world. Now, it their new dog-breeding and training business they were joining forces, combining their talents to make a small fortune. Best of all, it gave her an outlet to indulge in her own insatiable cravings at will, but she still could enjoy the sadistic pleasure of his ravishing cock when they both so chose, that act made more enticing by the extra-curricular activities they engaged in ... like the one coming up.
"I'll call Diana on the intercom," she said, petting Paps' noble head beside her while she watched Milt walk toward their corner bar. Then in an aside, "You know, I really hate to sell Paps. What do you say we keep Paps and sell Samson instead. One more lesson and he'll be ready for any woman."
"Anything you want, lover. Buzz that idiot Jeff and have him bring in Samson and put Paps in your bedroom for later tonight," he winked.
Toni Baline lay quietly in her young boy friend's arms as he slept away his self-disgust. The immediacy of her desire had gradually dwindled, but the basic sensations still quavered in her belly and loins. God, there had to be something wrong with her! She had been almost on the brink of ultimate ecstasy ... whatever that was ... and suddenly it had been as if she were forsaken! Yet, she knew that Jeff would never knowingly forsake her ... he loved her as she loved him.
For a guilty moment she thought of her parents, their closely knitted family, the security of Mobile, the swing on the back porch overlooking the garden, but prudently, she put it from her. She'd made her choice to defy them and stay with Jeff and she wasn't sorry. The almost-man who slept with her. God, how she loved him ... And he wasn't to blame; it was her fault; she was too young, didn't know enough about sex yet, except that she loved it! Another time ... perhaps, the very next time he could make her come, too. She could only hope, she reasoned ... just as the intercom buzzed.
Tutting annoyingly, Toni reached over her sleeping boy friend and pressed the button. "Yes, can I help you?"
A sugar-sweet voice answered. "Yes, this is Aunt Claudia, darling. Could you have Jeff go out to the kennels and bring in Samson." She demanded rather than asked. And then, "I know you two are sleeping, but I just have to pet that darling dog," she purred wickedly.
"Yes, Aunt Claudia, "I'll tell Jeff right away." The honey-blonde reluctant shook Jeff's sweaty shoulder. "Jeff, Jeff wake up! It's Aunt Claudia and she has an errand for you. Quick!"
"Huh? Wh-What?"
"Come on, Jeff hurry up before they get mad at us!"
"What the hell do they need a dog for at this hour?" he groaned, shaking his head to spring open his eyes and, reaching down to poke his legs into his Levis, muttered muffled obscenities to himself. Never would he understand rich people.
Chapter 3
On the cobblestone path connecting the security-tight servants' quarters with the plantation home of the Baline's, young Diana Williams' blood temporarily turned cold, which was natural enough, she reasoned, having no certain idea of what was to be expected of her. At that moment, she was thankful for the two joints of fine-grade Columbian marijuana that the Baline's so generously kept available for their servants. Not that the Baline's weren't good to their help otherwise. Man, if it hadn't been for them, she thought, mentally counting off the paces to hedge where she turned right onto the breakfast patio, she would still be working the streets for that creep Eduardo who'd made the final arrangement for her permanent assignment with the Baline's. Had she known she had been sold body and soul, her reaction might not have been so effusively ebullient.
Her platform shoes struck echoes into the night as she struggled over the uneven pavement, then paused at the door and rang the buzzer. No one entered the Baline's home without first announcing ... that included guests as well. And if her guess was right, she would be something less than an honoured guest at this private party. Sharon, the other servant who shared her cabin quarters had hinted at the Baline's freakish sexual activities, and so it was with a combination of fear and excitement that she, Diana, rang the buzzer.
The door opened before Diana had time to collect her wayward thoughts.
"What's the matter, Diana dear?" asked her female slave master. "You seem surprised to see me," she added with a seductive smile, her dark-eyes glittering rapaciously as she closed the door and slipped her arm around the shapely girl's slender waist, walking her slowly into the room toward the pillow covered floor. I thought that after our little romp in the garden yesterday you would be dying to see me."
"Oh, yes, yes, I am happy to see you," Diana replied in partial truth remembering the statuesque vixen's ardent love-making, the vivid recollection, along with her caressing hand at her waist and tummy, adding to the tingling sensations that had begun in her loins. "Is mister Baline here, too?" she asked, trying to figure out what lurid and lustful scene the Baline's had planned for her initiation. In the two months she'd been with them, her only encounter had been with Claudia in the garden ... and that was a damned tempting appetiser!
Guiding her by the arm, Claudia walked the black servant into the romper room where Mr. Baline lay sprawled out on the oversized pillows, a loose hanging smoking jacket embroidered in rich burgundies and deep purples covering his otherwise naked body.
"Hello, Baby," the big man greeted without getting up, his smile still prevalent as his flinty eyes raked lecherously over her young body. Then, he raised a small glass to his mouth and downed it with one gulp. "Could we get you a drink?"
"N-No thanks," Diana said, pleased yet at the same time, a bit too frightened by the awesome sight of him then, felt her pulse quicken as she realised he was about to relax his upthrust knee bracing his foot against the carpet ... and when he did, she gasped out, the sight of his massive, hardened cock sending a mixture of apprehensive chills and aroused excitement up her back. "Goddd!" she exclaimed.
Milt chuckled licentiously and gazed down at the jutting hunk of flesh with pride. "Like it, Sugar?"
"G-Goddd!" Diana repeated as Claudia tittered lewdly beside her. "I've never seen anything like it ... even on the streets, and out there, man, you see it all!"
Again, Milt made an amused chortling sound and moved toward them, stopping not inches in front of Diana. "Maybe you better get acquainted with it, Sugar," he half-hissed, his eyes gleaming salaciously. "Let's take it in that hot little hand of yours and get the feel of things, okay?"
There was little in the vast realm of sex that Diana had not sampled in her life, but in the beginning it had been out of necessity and with unwanting bitterness; only with time and experience had she begun to know desire, as she did at that very moment, yet even as her young sensual appetite was mounting, so was her apprehension ...
The buzzer sounded on the patio, and with a wicked smile Claudia swooshed through the room, her transparent negligee billowing in the breeze. She knew it would be that darling Jeff with the prize-winning Sampson in brace, a thrilling combination of manhood she'd be hard put to choose between, should the diabolic decision ever present itself. She would control herself ... this time.
"Make it snappy, Baby," she heard her husband call out. "This cock of mine is ready to burst if it doesn't get some attention real fast, and I don't want you to miss the show."
As Claudia rushed to the door to bend to her knees and kiss the freshly combed German shepherd on the nose, then slip a five dollar bill into the saucer-eyed Jeff's hand, Diana was reaching similar peaks of astonishment from her straight-forward view of Mr. Baline wickedly enticing shaft of hard, purple-headed flesh poling out of his powerful hairy loins, and the huge balls that swung between his muscular legs, were a source of astonishment too, though she didn't know whether she could take it. Lord, what did they expect to do to her between them?
"Well," the big man snapped sharply, jarring her from her stoned mesmerisation. "Let's get with it, before I get mad."
Hesitantly, Diana reached out and gently curled her small palm and slender fingers a far as they could go around the hot, heavy-veined organ, hearing the big man's grunt of lust at the contact, and sensing wilder sensations of erotic excitement charging through her own belly and dampening loins. Automatically, she began to stroke the heavy outer layer of skin back and forth to his obscene pelvic movements, fascinated as the thick foreskin slid back to reveal its moistened, velvety glans.
"Uunnnggghhh," she heard his licentious grunts of pleasure to her soft-hand manipulation for a moment a deep fear rose to her clammy forehead. What would the mistress think if she saw her touching the master? But soon her fears were extinguished as rapidly s they'd flamed, for at that moment she was conscious of the mistress behind her and her fingers raising the back of her dress and crawling teasingly up her thighs toward her pantyless buttocks.
Knowing what was expected of her, Diana slowly let her thighs open as she continued to stroke Milt's hugely pulsating cock, feeling his wife's long slender fingers exploring from the rear between her leg with feminine gentleness the flushing hair-lined lips of her pussy. She tauntingly, with the expertise of another woman, traced the already tingling little slit backward through the smooth cleft of her trembling buttocks to the tiny recessed hole of her slightly puckered anus ... there to massage and prod skilfully, until she couldn't hold back the gasp of excitement that burst from her lips.
"Mmmm ... I can see where this is going to be a fantastic training session," Claudia purred, while she continued to teasingly taunt the girl's tiny trembling rectum, tenderly slipping a gentle finger part way into the spongy, clutching channel and raising another protesting little groan from Diana's lips.
"Yeah," Milt rasped hotly. "You are a luscious little bitch, Baby. Now get on your knees and show us your worth. I wanna find out if you were worth what I paid for you. Let's see how you can suck cock ... and give it a good tongue job first."
The electric like shock of sensation that raced through Diana was not entirely excitement; a portion of it was still caused by her awe of the huge, brutal organ, but already she knew better than to hesitate and reluctantly began to lower herself off of Mrs. Baline's probing finger, realising as she reached her knees that her dress was being lifted over her head and she was being stripped by the mistress of the house!
"Christ, she is a fucking doll, isn't she? You were right, Baby. You know how to pick 'em, all right." Diana heard Milt exclaim above her as she came mouth-level with his thrusting cock that she still held in her small ebony hand, the proximity of the fiery bulbous-head with its slitted tip and the tiny drops of lubricating fluid seeping from it suddenly eradicating all else from her partially-drugged mind.
It wasn't the first cock she'd sucked but it was the biggest, Diana thought, moving close and flicking out her tiny tongue to, of her own volition, lick away the small white beads of moisture seeping from it, immediately tasting the male's pungency and feeling new, increased desire rising in her feverish young belly and loins. Excitedly, she began to lick and swirl her tongue around the velvety head while Milt groaned with rapidly building excitement from above, teasing her tongue-tip into his tiny split, then raising the length of it with her hand at the massive base to stab and taunt its visibly throbbing underside.
Subconsciously, her other small, girlish hand went between his thighs to cup his sperm-bloated balls tenderly, while her tongue trailed moistly down his cock's heavy under-vein to its hair-hidden base, then back up as she opened her mouth wide and slipped her soft, tongue-moistened lips over the ponderous head, taking as much as she could of his cock flesh into the hot, saliva filled cavern of her mouth.
"I told you," Claudia said excitedly, watching with lurid, glittering eyes the luscious teen-aged black girl's obscene sucking of her husband's long, thick cock, her own need mounting and continually piqued by Sampson's whining and constantly nuzzling nose in the folds of her silken negligee where it covered her own rapidly awakening pussy. "And God, Milt, this beautiful young animal ... he's beside himself ... along with his mistress now ... Please, let's all get down on the floor."
Diana hardly knew what was taking place, except that suddenly Milt was lying on his back and she was between his hairy wide-spread thighs hungrily sucking on his massive cock and not wanting to relinquish it for anything in the world. One of the ways the Balines kept their domestic help in tip-top willing condition was to restrict sex; except for designated times such as now, when Diana, deprived, except for yesterday's foray with Claudia herself, would have done anything to come other than by her own fingers.
Perhaps it was the unbelievable size of it ... or simply her own degenerate young lust, whichever, she didn't care ... that he let her suck the hot male come from the huge shaft of his excitedly throbbing cock was all that mattered.
Milt groaned and raised up to watch the little bitch's firmly dancing tits as her bobbing head worked up and down and he began a slow undulation with his hips, sliding his thick, inflamed cock in and out of her mouth mercilessly with a lewd, moist sucking sound resounding throughout the room. Christ, the young black cunt was revelling in it! And Claudia was getting more up-tight every second just standing there and wanting for instruction. She'd tossed her negligee to one side and was gaping enviously, fingering hungrily her own gaping, flooding cunt while Sampson whimpered and sniffed at it tensely. He couldn't blame the handsome brute; when all was said and done it was still the most delicious pussy of them all, and she knew damned well that he loved it.
And what a lucky animal Sampson was! Christ, how many animals got to eat raw hamburger and steak every day, then fuck the most beautiful woman in the world! Man, it was a beautiful arrangement for everybody!
But even with the dogs, it was wise to keep an ambitious woman like Claudia in tow, he thought nebulously, watching the lascivious puffing of the girl's ebony cheeks as her head bobbed rhythmically on the end of his cock. Sadistically then, the thrust the throbbing shaft upward between her ovaled clasping lips. He wound his hand in her tight, kinky hair and grinned as he continued to jerk his pelvis upward, forcing his heavy cock mercilessly into her trapped sweet face, while she whimpered in sudden submission down between his legs. Maybe it was time to give her a little stimulant ... help her faith in mankind, he decided, the idea sending a charge of additional sadistically inspired lust into his groin and gut.
"Now, Sampson! Take her! Now!" he ordered, anxious to see if the dog would obey orders, and ignoring his wife's expression of disappointment. "Move, dog, move!"
Claudia didn't try to hide her feelings. God almighty, she was about ready to go out of her mind with her own desire after provoking it the entire evening long, and here he had taken away her last vestige of satisfaction ... except her own hand! God, was that all he expected her to get tonight ... and if he did, why didn't he say so? Even that was at least a form of release. As for this little black bitch, the sexy teenaged vixen, she'd take care of her ... no, she'd let the master of the house do that, the naked, red-haired woman planned, while she jealously watched the young German Shepherd, Sampson, moved up behind Diana's firm, rounded young buttocks with inquisitive, trained instinct ...
Diana choked back a frightened gasp, the blood suddenly icing in her veins as she felt something wet and cold prodding back between her nakedly exposed buttocks!
God, what was it? But before she could reason, she felt it moving downward toward the tight and completely defenceless mouth of her openly raised cuntal lips.
She stiffened and jerked at the spasmodic cold and wet probing touches against her sensitive young cunt, but when the great animal growled its warning, she realised it was his nose!
Oh God! What was he trying to do? Her young brain whirled frantically! He was sniffing at her as if she were another animal ... a female dog bitch on heat! Oh ... oh God, no, they weren't going to ... to use her, too, for a dog trainer! Her mind went berserk and she moaned with rising trepidation around the big man's huge cock in her mouth as Sampson's cold, searching nose abruptly slipped upwards from her cunt and rubbed wetly against her tiny, cringing anus!
There was no need for further questions, for a split second later they were answered when his long tongue snaked out and licked hotly up and down the nakedly spread crevice surrounding her snug little rectum, the tip burrowing slightly into the exposed buttocks uncontrollably at the taunting and heard the brute's warning growl. A frightened tremor passed over her as she realised that to move and displease him could be dangerous ... she didn't know that the growl meant only that he was ready.
Again, the length of long moist flesh touched her there, and she felt him beginning to lap greedily at the partially opened, tight slit between her thighs. He ran his tongue fluidly over her genitals, from the tightly puckered little anus to lave the fluted pink edges of her hair-fringed pussy, reaching to the tiny pulsing bud of her clitoris! Then, his lingual member had opened her loins wide, spreading through her rawly sensitive cuntal flesh like a honed blade through warm butter! It licked on relentlessly between her open, defenceless thighs, pausing only occasionally to lunge in a hungry curl up into the involuntarily dilating channel of her cunt.
God, she'd certainly been anything but a chaste, maudlin virgin in her young lifetime, but this ... this obscene taunting of her naked genitals by a dog was even beneath her dignity ... ! No ... no, they wouldn't be so cruel as to make her ... not really do it all the way with an animal.
She groaned deep in her throat as Sampson's relentlessly probing tongue shot up the moist channel of her cunt as if trained to the act ... raced up inside her like a squirming little reptile, wickedly ravaging her helplessly exposed cunt lips.
And then, in spite of her trembling fear, uncomprehensible, wild galvanic sensations burst inside her and she found herself humming and purring frantically around Milt's heavy cock sunk deeply in her throat.
The big man had known it would happen and he grinned evilly down at her licentiously slaving head. When it came to pussy, especially black pussy, Sampson was a master; none of the girls who'd trained him could resist his animal lovemaking for long. The Sybils would get their money worth, all right. Suddenly a foreboding thought struck Mr. Baline between the eyes; except for his wife, Sampson had only made it with black women. What if the dog should develop one of those strange phobias and not become aroused with white women? No ... his rational mind dismissed the irksome thought as quickly as it had conjured it, returning his attention to the lewd scene taking place before him. He watched as Sampson was firing Diana like a boiler, while she sucked Milt, himself, to please herself, again running her tongue whoringly around and around his throbbing cock head, flicking its tip teasingly into the tiny slit to send powerful salacious sensations charging through his groin and into his belly.
Diana couldn't deny the growing delicious thrill of the brutish handsome man's cock in her mouth.
Sampson, behind her, his tongue lashing beautifully up through the open slit of her tight young cunt all the way up to her rectum in unbelievable delight, was introducing her to a world of enchantingly obscene rapture the likes of which she had never found even on the streets. Within her loins was building an insane pressure that could mean only one thing ... wild flying ecstasy!
Then suddenly, dream-like through the drugged haze of her passion, the young, slavishly kneeling girl felt the great dog mount her, his soft furry body humping excitedly in toward her trembling buttocks, his forelegs clutching at her waist in the manner of a human male. The beast's tormenting tongue had inflamed her pussy to the point where she welcomed any penetrating object that could soothe it and from the corner of her eye she caught the entire reflection of their lewdly coupling threesome in the full length wall mirror; the lascivious sight of the magnificent animal mounting the obscenely spread moons of her soft, brown buttocks, plus the lurid image of Milt lying on his back with his legs spread lewdly apart and his long, thick cock protruding stump-like from her ovally sucking mouth, sent wild and lustful sensations of carnal passion spiralling through her.
She saw the reflection of Sampson's glistening corally-tipped penis shoot forth from its long sheath, moist and hard, the tapered end slipping and dancing like a pointed scarlet candle in the damp slit of her nakedly exposed cunt, and she felt his strong animal body jerk against her in first futile effort to penetrate her cunt with the thick bevelled shaft of sexually excited flesh.
"Help him! Help him! He needs cooperation from his female lovers. He's a gentle animal, not a brute. Don't be frightened!" Claudia ordered, watching enviously from her standing position, her index finger caressing her own excitedly erect clitoris between the moist, hair-lined lips of her seething cunt.
With an unrestrained moan as the husband and wife watched in eager lust at the performance of their prize dog, Diana shifted her lush round buttocks in a desperate searching effort to capture the dog's lengthening cock, the raging tension within her reaching the wanton stage. God, she had to have the long glistening phallus up inside her before she lost her mind in her rapidly mounting need! She reached back between her thighs, grasping the lust-hardened animal cock and causing Sampson to half-growl and half-whimper, as she guided the pointed tip of his cock to the now hungrily sucking mouth of her excitedly flushed pussy, splitting her young passage wider and wider as he ground his long throbbing length up inside her pulsating channel.
Claudia watched in avaricious fascination at her prize dog's performance, as she gaped sordidly as the thick scarlet cock slithered forward with a moistly audible sound until it was sunk up inside the young trembling girl to its hilt. She grinned in lewd, ecstatic delight, as her Sampson's soft sperm-filled balls smacked hard up into the softly curling pubic hair between the kneeling girl's thighs. Oh, it was going to break her heart to sell that animal!
"Oh ... oh, my God!" Diana blurted unintelligibly around Milt's throbbing cock in her mouth, her passion glazed eyes wide as the beast began to fuck into her savagely from behind. "Ungh ... unghh ... ungghhh!" she grunted in vehement disbelief, while her buttocks of their own accord, began to meet Sampson's vicious long strokes plunging deep into the rising heat of her belly.
Milt watched through lustful eyes as Diana's soft, red mouth clasped greedily around his heavily growing cock fucking upwards into her face. The thin, tensile rim of her lips clung to it avidly, pink inner-flesh extracting each time he pulled out. He grinned lecherously as he fucked her mouth and watched her desire-contorted face suck and lick his hardened cock while his wife's young German Shepherd stud, Sampson, skewered obscenely into her young pussy from behind. She'd taken both hands to cup and squeeze his semen bloated balls and he could see his thick, white secretions dribbling from the corners of her mouth in tiny obscene rivulets, a masochistic little sparkle beginning to gleam in her befogged eyes.
Fuck, it was time to bring Claudia into the scene now! He'd made her wait long enough. "Come on, Baby," he motioned to the red-haired beauty who was gaping at their shared rapture enviously. "Let's get that sweet cunt of yours down here where I can lick it!"
She did and eagerly, straddling his receptive face until her flushed and pink, open pussy was directly above his mouth. He clutched at the full rounded moons of her buttocks, drawing her moist, hair-lined cuntal slit down to him and thrusting his hot tongue deep up into her clasping cunt, feeling the velvety flesh open and close in a lewd sucking movement of its own as she groaned out her passion into the heated room surround them.
In less than a minute, Claudia had come twice and was moving toward her third orgasmic release from the magnificent licking tongue of her husband. God, she'd been made to wait too long and now she had no control whatever ... but it had been worth it! Yes ... yes ... yessss! Ohhhh ... this was it! She couldn't stand any more ... and she was ... was commmiiiinnnnggg!
Diana was lost in the heat of her own ungovernable lust ... entirely unaware that Mrs. Baline had briefly straddled her husband's face, and just as unaware when the statuesque woman crawled off him and collapsed beside them ... lost to every sense of her surroundings, conscious only of the increased vigour in the splendid animal thrusts pounding from behind up into the deepest parts of her wide stretched young cunt, and the naked loins of the man crushing up tighter and tighter against her cock-impaled face. She could feel the penis that was stiffly poling into her mouth begin tensing in forceful jerking movements and the presence of a hand behind her head gripping hard. His hairy pelvis closed in on her until she felt certain that he was trying to drive his cock down her throat to meet the German Shepherd's fucking far up into her belly, and that exaggerated thought alone drove her on wildly!
God, she wanted it to explode in her mouth ... to swallow his come and feel it dribble down her throat ... then she sensed it swelling convulsively and sucked with renewed madness.
Then it burst!
She heard him curse crudely, while his cock gushed forth thick, hot jets of the white, pungent liquid far back into her throat, her pale young cheeks ballooning and contracting as she swallowed desperately in tiny gulps, fastening her lips tightly around the jerking organ, not wanting to loose the tiniest drop of the precious male fluid. Still, she felt the thin rivulets oozing from the corners of her mouth while the big man seemed to go limp beneath her, his shrinking cock slithering lifelessly from her still voraciously sucking mouth ...
Both Claudia and the spent big man gaped in lecherous fascination, reading the wanton expression on the young girl's face when she raised it from his loins, thin, sticky strings of his sperm stretching from her tender lips to his now flaccid cock.
Abruptly, they saw her mouth gasp open in a choking wail as she began to toss her head from side to side frantically, her kinky hair whipping about her face. She was in the beginning paroxysm of orgasm, both realised, gaping in lewd captivation at the wildly insane screwing of her soft, brown buttocks back against the desperately humping dog like a rutting young bitch on heat.
Sampson panted heavily and his tongue hung loosely from his mouth as he fucked into the beautiful waving ass from behind, saliva dripping from it onto the coated film of sweat covering the hollow of her smooth, brown waist. Again, she wailed like a dying banshee, ramming backward onto the animal-cock deliriously, just as he jerked forward and his lengthy, lust-thickened cock began the obvious spitting of its animal sperm with hard, bullet-like spurts deep into her hungrily milking young cunt.
Simultaneously, Diana's rounded quivering buttocks started hollowing and tensing uncontrollably, indicating to the wide-eyed watching couple the climatic upheaval within her youthful heaving belly, and a thick, white combination of human-animal come seeped from the blood flushed lips of her throbbing pussy that was squeezing and milking ravenously at the still hot fucking dog-cock. Thin, lewd trickles of the hot viscid fluid ran in obscene little streams down the straining brown columns of her soft inner thighs. Her entire backside glistened nakedly in the light, displaying sweat and sperm soaked pubic hair and open pink vaginal flesh as she pitched forward onto her face exhausted, the deflated penis of the great dog slipping wetly from her ravaged passage. His bulbous cock jerked lewdly between his hind-legs and more of his watery semen spurted from the scarlet tip onto her battered ass-cheeks ... and then he stepped over her prostrate body to stand nobly above her ... as if in earned conquest of her battered young body ...
Chapter 4
A morbid feeling of aloneness crept over Toni Baline as she watched her boy friend Jeff head down the dirt trodden path to the kennels over the hills, far enough away from the palatial stretch of lawn bordering the swimming pool and patio for no one to see. But what could she do about Aunt Claudia's oversight decision to make use of Jeff's young muscularity as chief dog trainer? He was being paid, handsomely at that, and besides, wasn't she, Toni herself the one who'd suggested Jeff join her at her summertime employment?
Still, there was something in Aunt Claudia glittering eyes when she'd announced her decision at the breakfast table; an most lewd tone of voice, that had upset Toni, but she hadn't let on to Jeff who was angry enough in his own right at the 'undressing' way in which Uncle Milt kept staring at the deeply plunging cleavage of Toni's mature breasts. Neither felt justified in making accusations against the others obvious sexual opportunities with the Balines--not when Jeff had told her that Aunt Claudia had met him at the door last night wearing nothing but the skimpiest of negligees ... and kissing the dog, too?
NO, Toni must hide her suspicions and unprotesting go about her household duties, ever conscious of Uncle Milt's ever present flinty eyes raking over her. Suspicions roused, Toni knew there was nothing she could do about it and decided to keep her uneasy feelings to herself, secretly watching out the window to see her boy friend lolling down the path, pausing every few yards to stop to admire a flowering bush or exchange a twitter of laughter over some personal joke.
That's when Toni began to cry. The frustration of last night's unfulfilled lovemaking combined with Aunt Claudia's flirtations had left her nerves jammed on edge of nervous anticipation. Besides the obvious sexual ploys that she suspected her aunt and uncle of indulging in, there was another mystery. Who were the buyers of these expensive animals anyway? Certainly they were all well bred. But none of them were entered in dog shows, nor did the Balines advertise.
If she dared she would have phoned her father and asked to come home. But that would be childish, and would only serve to cement their idea that she had no business trying to seek employment from her kinky relations. For Aunt Claudia and Uncle Milt's swinging social appetite had aroused many a related imagination at Thanksgiving and Christmas family get-togethers.
Oh, it was I too confusing ... too terribly, terribly confusing and her head was beginning to pound in frustration. She had to get a hold of herself and quit pouting, just because her boy friend was going to spend so much time with her sexy aunt. Perhaps this was already going to be the test of their love for each other. More: for their tolerance of each other. There was no turning back ... no Daddy to cry for help this time ... only the handsome young boy whom she loved so much ... and together they would work it out. Yes! They would, by God; she felt confident of it, but she must do her part too ... and at that moment, her end was the cleaning and straightening up of the house.
She would think no more of her gloomy disposition, she vowed ... but only of the brighter side, such as the fact that at least she was with Jeff and that they could be alone together at night to make beautiful love ... and perhaps that very night to come it would happen ... that moment of splendour she had almost reached not so many hours before ...!
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Claudia ran her hand over one of the fully mature German Shepherd's sleek coat as she quietly watched Jeff spoon out generous gobs of raw meat, ground to their liking, into the separate dog dishes. She decided that she liked the way his long, chestnut hair hung down over the crisp white short-sleeved shirt she insisted he wear as part of the domestic's laundered uniform. She studied his handsome face, intriguing eyes and wide, honest mouth, and at that moment, she knew he would possess him one way or another, no matter what tantrums her pompous little niece threw herself into.
Jeff went about his veterinary tasks with enthusiasm, the anger he had felt when he left Toni quite diminished, his faith in their future warmly inspired by the morning sun and sweet smell of the rich greenery of the Alabama estate. When he was finished glopping the raw dinner into the dishes he stood back, watching the eagerly wagging tails of the fourteen dogs waiting for the signal to indulge. More polite and better trained than some of his fraternity brothers, he remarked to the seductive dog trainer.
"Wow! How do you get those beasts to behave so well, Aunt Claudia? You must be one heck of a trainer."
"Yes, Jeff I am. That's because I give my animals the best of tender loving care."
"Oh," he managed, forcing himself to ignore the seductiveness in her words, concentrating on the eager dogs instead.
When her power-hungry fantasies had been satisfied, she shot a smug smirk toward Jeff who stood above her, hands on his slender hips, Claudia gave the command and the fourteen dogs raced for their individual dishes, then sat back on their haunches to daintily nibble at the food. Jeff shook his head in sheer amazement. "Damn," he muttered under his breath, admiring the sleek self-sure animals with manners akin to human.
"I love them all. Sometimes I come out here and lay in the grass and play with them all one at a time. They're such devoted animals, you know," she said with a twinkle in her devilish eyes. "I take off all of my clothes and soak in the sunshine. It makes me feel so healthy and alive." She gave her shoulder a seductive shrug. "It's so peaceful and green out here," she continued, watching the young boy with an obvious expression of awe on his rugged handsome face. And with that brief warning, she stood up, unzipped her sun dress and wiggled out of it, knowing that he was gaping at her as she stood in her black bikini panties and wispy bra ... shocked, no doubt, but certainly stimulated too by her unexpected actions ... unless he was a hell of a lot less man than she'd watched on the video machine the night before.
Jeff stood with his hands thrust nervously into his Levi pockets; he shuffled his feet and pretended to be fixated on one of the German Shepherd's sleek mannerisms.
"There, now I feel more like myself," Claudia said, twirling with statuesque elegance to show of her ivory-skinned body, the black wispy panties and bra adding a provocative note of sensuality to an otherwise well-outlined image.
Jeff swallowed tightly, watching her glide over to a weeping willow tree on the other side of the kennel's exercise run, and lie down on the grass like a forest-land nymph. Goddamn! He had to put this beautiful siren straight before things went any further ... and there was no longer any doubt in his mind what she had clicking in that brain of hers ... only this time she'd picked the wrong guy! He was damned near a married man, and he loved her niece!
"Well, darting, aren't you going to join me?" she flirtatiously pouted with a beautiful smile. And then more concernedly: "Do I shock you or just turn you on?"
There was no doubt at all! She really was trying to seduce him. Jeff felt his face flushing even under his tanned cheeks, aware suddenly that his cock was half-hard inside his pants, adding to his reasons for standing there without moving; one step in either direction and that prick of his would stick straight out and that would be nothing short of humiliating! He clenched his fists inside his pockets and fumbled around, trying to make it look as though it was his hands making that huge bulge in the centre of his pants. Simply staring at her, he tried to think of what to say that could possibly end this incredible situation.
Her little giggle surprised him ... frightened him, too, as he watched her crook her finger toward him. Sensing his reticence, she rose to her feet and languorously strolled to his side and drew him to her. She eased close to him then, her whole ravishing length of hot female body pressing tightly and hotly to him, her erect pointed breasts flattening against his lower chest as her arms snaked around his neck and pelvis ground snugly into his.
Startled, Jeff could neither breathe nor speak. Automatically, his hands closed on the velvety soft, jellied flesh at the small of her back, feeling the muscles ripple lightly beneath as a little tremor passed over her and her warm, moist lips planted themselves openly upon his own.
Eventually, she said; "How does that strike you for starters?"
Jeff raised his head, half-gasping in confusion, but still holding her. "I-I .... damn, Mrs. Baline ... I-I don't know what you're trying to do ... but--but you've got the wrong man ...!" he awkwardly stammered, feeling his hardening cock stirring responsively to the barely perceptive undulating motion of her pelvis and full, rounded thighs.
She tittered lightly, then kissed him on the nose before backing out of his arms. "Really, Jeff dear, I wasn't of the opinion that you have much of a bargaining point," she said with cold matter of factness. "You were hired to take on chores here." Jeff gaped after her, his flustered brain rapidly becoming intoxicated on the lithe suppleness of her sensuous body, enhanced by her aristocratic walk. He could feel his cock stirring into a state of unwanted, embarrassing rigidity and when he stared back over her shoulder he saw that her dark, glittering eyes locked on it in amused delight.
"Has Toni been satisfying that of late?" she taunted.
Jeff sensed his face flushing again. He cleared his throat and tried: "Look, Mrs. Baline ... let's get this straight."
"Call me Claudia, when we're like this ... and leave off the Aunt," she said, tilting her beautiful head cutely as she folded down onto the grass once more."
"All right then, Claudia. You know I love Toni very much. Gosh, I want to marry her," he managed, sounding very much to himself like a pleading child.
"That's noble of you, Jeff," she replied motherly. "But you're not married, yet, dear, and a young man like yourself needs a good education in sexual matters before he takes on a woman ... that is, if he's going to keep her happy and at home ... in his bed." She broke into a slow smile.
She couldn't have made it more plain how she spelled it out for him, Jeff realised, his guts knotting hollowly at her veiled, obvious insinuation ... and the absolute insane part of it was that she was anything but hard to take! Christ, she was breathtaking ... and here she was trying to coerce him ... into fucking her! What the hell else?
"l do shock you, don't I?" she said rather than asked, "And you're wondering about my husband, too ... but don't. We have a rare understanding that permits these little affairs though I don't like having to beg this way; but sometimes a woman, a sensuous woman like myself does have to resort to desperate measures to get what, or whom she wants."
She slipped her arm around his neck, her thigh and hip pressuring down meaningfully onto his still half-erect cock. "So let's just forget relatives, shall we, lover?"
Jeff could hardly do much else, he thought wildly, the way she was intentionally squirming down into his hardening cock, the weight and pressure of her softly rounded curves inescapably increasing his excitement at an alarming rate! Unwittingly, he had realised that he had moved his hand to her waist and was caressing her smooth, satin-like skin and was slowly stroking upward over her trembling nakedness toward her breasts.
"Hmmmmm ..." she cooed responsively to his touch. "Ohhhh ... God, that's better, Love," she hissed, straightening up and reaching behind her to unhook her bra, then sensuously slipping both garments off before laying warmly back against him. "There ... that's even better."
"Shit!" Jeff gasped as the large, full mounds of creamy flesh burst into view, their ripe ruby nipples pointing upward at him and swelling into palpitating hardness before his eyes. Oh, Christ, what the hell was he doing? My God, Toni ... his wonderful Toni ... but to think of her while lying here with a naked woman beside him seemed almost sacrilegious!
He forced her out of his mind and clutched one breast excitedly in his hand, the feel of its soft warm resilience causing his cock to jerk uncontrollably as she writhed erotically against it, and there went his last token of resistance. Whatever the hell was to come, let it! He had to fuck this wildly sensuous woman! With his other hand, he drew her head down to him as he lay back and glued his mouth to hers, thrusting his tongue between her smooth, moist lips beyond the barrier of her white, even teeth and into the warm wet cavern of her mouth.
She accepted it with a caress from her own, a hot and liquid caress then she began to nibble and suck erotically! He felt her lush body quivering to his kneading and massing of her breast and she whimpered, forcing her tiny tongue into his mouth as she pressed the freshly trembling mound against his manipulating hand. Abruptly, she was on her feet and pulling him down on top of her as she lay on her back spread-eagled. "Fuck me now, baby," she hissed.
Jeff brain reeled as she muttered for him to undress. He could hardly believe what was taking place. It had all happened too fast and too compellingly for him to comprehend, though in the maze of lust-building excitement, he'd convinced himself that it was all right.
Hungrily, he drank in her naked curves, unaware of her one hand raising to the secreted button of his Levis; he was too busy watching her salacious writhing movements that were sending ripples of hot desire charging through him ... obscene actions as she lay stretched out in anticipation before him. He'd already discovered the breathtaking firmness of her high-set, jutting breasts and now he was staring at the provocative arch of her ivory-pure hips that led downward to long, fully rounded tapering thighs. Between them, spread invitingly, he could see clearly through the haematin-coloured pubic curls covering her loins ... see the delicate pink lips of her cuntal slit, her excitement obvious in the first tiny drops of dewy moisture glistening there!
"Damn!" he gasped. "You're a beautiful woman." He stared down at her, and after he spoke, he saw the effect of his words as she made a little mewing sound, her hips undulating as if of their own volition, her sparkling dark eyes seeming to gaze slightly.
"Now!" she choked. "Please hurry, I need you ..."
Jeff began pulling at his clothing as she watched, refusing to let his young girl friend enter his mind, removing everything, before dropping his shorts that were trying desperately to contain the now rock-hardened bulge of his cock. he saw her raise up on her elbow, her eyes fixed upon his loins when he made the unveiling.
"Oh God!" he gasped breathily at the hardened rigidity of it standing out from his lean, hairy groin. She stared at the throbbing, blood-inflated head, her tiny pink tongue tracing her arched lip-line passionately. "God! It's more beautiful than I thought it would be!" she gasped, confusing him entirely. "Oh, Brother bring it to me," she whimpered, moving to the edge of the smoothed down grass to meet it as he approached and stood naked before and above her.
A compulsory spasm of delightful tremors coursed over and through him as she gently let his cock rest in the palm of her hand, slowly encircling her fingers around its thickness and sliding the heavy outer skin to and along her, her other hand moving between his thighs to encompass his balls tenderly, then ... then ... he saw her tiny wet tongue dart out to lick at the tiny split of its glans and catch the wet drops of secretion that had seeped out in his mouthing desire. He groaned again as she drew it gently toward her, opening her lipstick-rimmed lips and sucking it slowly but continuously into the hot, moist shelter of her mouth, her tongue instigating a slow, smooth, swirling motion as she kept drawing it in ... in ... in ... until he gaped in disbelief as almost all of the entire thick shaft of cock-flesh disappeared between her sucking lips into her mouth and throat! Finally, she withdrew her head in a slow and delicious drawing sequence, then, rolled back onto the grass, her arms and luscious legs open to him.
"Oh, God, Brother ... Lover ... I want you to fuck me to death with that young cock!' she breathed up at him.
"Shit!" Jeff blurted, all else unimportant, measured against this fantastic moment, the lewd word 'fuck', tumbling beautifully from her lips exciting him further. He climbed down eagerly, half on top of her, his hand smoothing salaciously over her enticing flesh from her hips to her breasts, kneading, cupping, massaging, his mouth finding her hungrily, his tongue exploring the still poignant taste of his own cock there, and adding to his mounting passion.
"You're going to be my baby," she whispered. "Would you like that, Jeff?"
Jeff heard her words and accepted them lightly. "Right now, all I want is you," he hissed down at her, smoothing his hand over the warm, soft skin of her flattened belly, and below to her silky hair-covered mound that swelled into the sensitive, flushed and fleshy lips of her cunt. He traced his finger along the pink, hair-lined lips between her firmly rounded thighs to the soft warm crevice of her buttocks and she gasped upward into his face continuously from the sensations it obviously set off inside her, her hot breath like some rare perfume that he couldn't get enough of.
He ground his hard, ever-growing cock against her naked hip while he caressed and taunted the moist secret parts of her voluptuously curved body, even as his brain whirled with the incredibleness of the act. Lying there beside her under that cooling willow tree, making love to her in the most lascivious manner, he couldn't help but wonder what Mr. Baline would really say should he stroll though the hills at that moment. Yet, at the moment, he didn't give much of a damn. He had to fuck her ... the beautiful, enchanting creature ... and she'd actually sucked his cock! God, he'd heard plenty about these husband-wife understandings, the swap-arounds; who hadn't these days? But he'd always have his doubts about such an arrangement working out. Her baby, she'd said.
"Ohhhhhh!" She had his cock in her hand, and now her mouth was clinging to his, sucking and nibbling at his tongue is she tried to manoeuvre him between her opened thighs, wanting his cock inside her warm moist cunt!
He responded, rolling over and cradling himself between her legs, forcing his hand beneath her shoulders and running them down the soft curves of her back and hips, the idea suddenly striking him that she must be at least twice his age, but damn, he'd never know it to look at her, or feel the firmness of her luscious body. Anyway, that thought only seemed to add to his lust as he traced the raised ridges of her spine and felt the licentious undulating of her soft flesh against his own in a lust provoking rhythm. The sinews of her muscles rippled lightly under the ivory-white skin, indicating the hidden strength in her lithe body. The tenseness of the cords in her thighs pressed against the outside of his hips and he couldn't help but wonder how they would grip about him once he'd sunk his now throbbing cock deep inside her hot, white belly.
"Oh ... God, yes, fuck me ... yes!" she moaned. "Do it, fuck me until I'm crazy! Sink that beautiful cock of yours up into my cunt until I lose my mind!"
He forced his hands further down beneath her, cupping the fullness of her smooth, white buttocks in their palms and drawing her moist loins up tighter against his. He wedged his cock into the partially opened slit of her cunt, moving it back and forth, up and down until it was well insinuated within her deep damp pink slit separating her softly hair-lined cuntal lips, and began a pressurising, upward fucking motion, sensing the velvety, raw flesh growing more wet with every passing second. Her smoothly rounded buttocks began an urgent rotation, grinding her impassioned genitals against his loins, while the bulbous head of his cock gently massaged the erect bud of her clitoris, and she gasped through her teeth at him.
"l ... I can't stand it any longer, Baby! I-I've got to have it fucking up inside me! NOW ... fuck me now, Brother John! Hurry!"
Her legs scissored out wide on either side of his body, their strong calves situating themselves against the backs of his thighs as she tried to force him tighter into her.
He kissed her hungrily and lowered his hand, guiding his aching cock downward between her hot moist cunt lips. She trembled all over and whimpered out as her pelvis lurched upward at him, the damply open mouth of her cunt desperately seeking the blood-filled, lust-inflamed head of his shaft of hardened young flesh.
Jeff grunted in his own salacious passion, feeling the soft, warm hairs of her cunt grazing his cock from her sensuous movements, and he knew that trying to hold back was an impossibility for him any longer. He sucked in his breath and thrust his hips forward, feeling the lubricous, nibbling mouth of her vaginal passage accepting him, immediately absorbing his prick in the hot moist channel right up into her belly with a wet little sucking sound, her cuntal muscles seeking to work around the hard, fleshly length of his wildly throbbing cock.
Oh, Christ! he thought! He'd never had anything like this, even at fraternity parties. Her cunt sheath was milking his cock like a warm, butter-filled hand!
"Oooohhhhh ... aaaahhhhh ..." she moaned and crooned as he felt her entire insides flowering open to receive him deep beyond the secret crevices of her womb. She began to groan and murmur incoherently while he started to fuck viciously into her, gritting his teeth in his own driving lust. Her body followed his pace, lurching in wild, abandoned jerks beneath him.
"Oooooh, God ... ohhh ... sooo good ... just like it used to be, John ... like that!" she gasped as if in anguish, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, pulling his lean chest down snug against the soft whiteness of her breasts.
Jeff plunged his long, hardened cock up and up, deeper and deeper into the warm, moist channel of her cunt, sensing the whole of her inner belly opening receptively to his furious ravaging. Her voluptuous body spasmed and twisted, while she moaned ceaselessly, her face contorted in ecstatic rapture. He watched her mouth move with spasmodic, little tremors as her nostrils flared in untamed, animalish desire that had seized hold of her whole being as though it were writhing in the throes of a convulsion. Her forehead was suddenly coated with a film of glistening sweat that had broken out beneath her flame red hair. It was as if nothing could prevent her wild race for fulfilment now and Jeff fucked like an insane man to attain that goal for both of them.
"Oh, ohhhh, God, yessss! Do something! Shove your fingers in my ass! Hurry, do it!" she ordered whimperingly as he slid his strong, giant hands under the wildly pumping cheeks of her buttocks and cupped them tightly raising them up off the grass for greater access to her open and hungrily clasping loins. Then, he reached further between the hotly undulating spheres as he continued his fucking into the liquid depths of her hotly drenched cunt. He stretched the crevice of her ass wide, searching with the tip of his middle finger for her anus ... until he found it.
A tiny rivulet of warm moisture had dribbled down the smooth, widespread cleft from where his throbbing cock was pistoning sleekly in and out of her. It dampened the tightly puckering hole, lubricating it sufficiently for his experimental probes, then, he pushed hard, feeling it give almost reluctantly, until suddenly the tight elastic sphincter ring opened before his pressure and his finger popped smoothly inside the warm, rubbery channel and slid into her to the first knuckle joint. Her body jerked forward beneath him while she gasped out her pain.
"Ohhhhh ... ohhhh Goddd! It hurts, John, baby ..."
It confused Jeff that she kept calling him by the wrong name, but he dismissed the misnomer, thrusting his finger again, to the second joint this time. Her legs jerked out spasmodically, her legs in the air above them, her toes curling together erotically.
"Aaaggghhh ... Oh yessss!" she groaned again, and in spite of the obvious pain, he felt her suddenly begin screwing her rectum crazily back onto his finger until it was stuck to the very palm of his hand, and he began to jiggle it wildly, gyrating it around deep inside the fleshy depths of her velvety rectum.
He ground down into her with all the strength of his hips and thighs, feeling the hot, raw flesh of her cunt clasping and unclasping like a saliva-filled mouth around his bursting cock.
He fucked into her from the tips of his toes, ramming the last fraction of cock to thunder up her passion-dilated hole, raising a new ecstatic wail from her lips as he maintained the same rhythm with his pumping finger sunk deep in her back passage. Her nostrils flared again and her eyes, open wide now, stared glassily and unseeing up into his face, a feral, unsatiated desire burning blissfully in them.
"Aaaauuuggghhh ... Goddd!" she grunted as he butted her rhythmically undulating loins in perfect cadence of finger and cock that were dually ravishing her genitals, a masochistic pleasure filling her from her cunt to the top of her head. Her arms that had been wrapped tightly around his neck with her long nails digging frantically into the lean hard flesh of his back, slithered downward and dug painfully into the taut, thrusting buttocks as they pounded demonically, driving his beautiful cock into the seething core of her needy body.
Moist, fleshy smacking noises resounded throughout the hills with every lunge he made into her, while his hotly worming finger skewered into her tight clasping anus with unceasing fury. Her skin was greasy with the sweat from the wanton gyrations of her ravenous body and her head flailed uncontrollably on the grass beneath her. Her mouth had fallen slack in blissful salacity; she had become something most inhuman as she twisted and churned, spreading her legs wide apart and jerking her knees back to her shoulders, egging him on.
"Ohhhhh ... ooohhh ... deeper, baby! Harder! Fuck me harder ... harder, John!" she commanded, her climax obviously near while Jeff breathed a silent prayer for gratitude.
He was damned near destroyed, he realised, pulling his finger from the rubbery rectum of the red-headed vixen; then she swung her strong, smooth thighs upward and wound them possessively around his back, waving her ass wantonly from side to side and spiralling her clasping cunt up and down insanely on his plunging and hotly expanding cock.
"Ohhhhh ... ohhhh ... yesss, I'm cummmmiiiinnnggg!" she suddenly cried out with a gasp of intense passion, locking her ankles in a death-like grip high up behind his labouring back. At the same time, her arms tightly engulfed his neck, her open mouth smashing against his own, her body arching as she held to him, not moving, but quivering and jerking around him in a pulsating rhythm that spewed her orgasmic fluid out around his hardened cock and down the widespread crevice of her gyrating buttocks, soaking his balls as they slapped hard against her tiny puckered anus.
The wildness of her climax triggered his own, and he gripped the cheeks of her ass, squeezing with crushing strength, feeling her cringe as great gasps of passion began choking from his throat.
"Oh ... unnnggghhh dammmmnnn!" he bluffed, suddenly increasing the viscousness of his stroke, his pelvis slapping brutally against the ragged pink flanges of her cunt, his throbbing cock driving deep into the fullest hidden recesses of her quivering belly.
He felt himself coming and threw his hands down behind her knees, forcing them back higher around her head, grinding as far into her open and yielding cunt as he could, raising groans of over passion from her lips still locked tightly to his. He gasped into the moistness of her mouth, felt the explosion at his loins, heard her whimpering cry of orgasmic delight once more as she tightened her arms around his neck, and then with a deep, soul-shattering groan, he shot into her, squirting his hot thick sperm into the warm depths of her delicious trembling belly!
And then, came the end ... there was no more ... except the creeping remorse for his infidelity ... and he collapsed, rolling off of her onto his back with a deep bitter sigh of exhaustion. He heard her long breath of release, then felt her move beside him and realised she was getting up off the grass. He looked up at her in all of her enchanting nakedness, surprised at the austere expression that had returned to her beautiful face.
"Well? Don't just lie there and nap, Jeff. You have to shampoo Poker and manicure his nails. Mrs. Everett is coming to pick him up later this afternoon. You're still a hired worker, you know."
With that, she left him standing open-mouthed and exhausted after her as she picked up her bra and panties and casually slipped them on.
"We still have another training session left for Poker and he has to be in prime condition for that."
That comment confused the young man even more. What the hell was going on around here with raising dogs and feeding them raw meat ... shampooing and polishing their nails? Christ, what were these dogs intended to do, anyway? They were better dressed in their velvet and rhinestone collars than he'd been on many dates.
Chapter 5
Toni Baline stood at her window lookout for two aching hours, watching the gardener clipping the hedges and pulling weeds from the peony beds, and wondering how long it took for one lesson in feeding dogs. In truth, she had her suspicions; still, elusive, brooding day dreams that crept into her conscious mind every time she thought those ominous feelings were beaten, kept her rivetted to that window.
Finally, she went about her household duties with a lackadaisical attitude, bored by the prospect of cleaning someone else's dirty house. But she forced herself; there were other far more pleasant things she'd prefer to spend her time on and the little tingle in her belly at the memory of Jeff's kiss kept her working with fervour. Perhaps they could spend the afternoon alone in bed ... that is, if he ever came back from his walk with Aunt Claudia. Toni smiled as she entered thoughts of what their own exciting little bed-party to come promised ... if kisses didn't lie.
Lord ... getting to be just a little bit horny, wasn't she? Toni reprimanded herself lightly, not at all ashamed of her desire for her virile young boy friend. In fact, she was secretly pleased with the erotic passion he could arouse in her with a simple kiss, or his gentle hand touching her breast or thigh, being that her sheltering parents had her almost believing that sex was the basest of animal instincts and no religious girl ever indulged. God, how wrong they were ...!
She entered the library, the room where Uncle Milt did most of his thinking over business matters, Toni guessed. The awesome mahogany desk flanked by a leather executive chair and two smaller ones at each side, sat empty and lifeless, giving a purposeless aura to the room that made Toni shudder as if she were walking into a dark attic. Had it not been for Aunt Claudia's insistence that Toni give the first floor of the house a good cleaning, she wouldn't have walked in that room knowing that Uncle Milt intimated that the room was 'off limits' by keeping the heavy sliding doors closed at all times.
Toni tip-toed inside, dust cloth in one hand and a can of Endust in the other, her eyes roving over the endless rows of hardcover books lining the impressive mahogany shelves, wondering if Uncle Milt really had read all those editions, or if perhaps he had bought them by the pound and lined them up on his shelves for the sake of impression alone. People with money did weird things like that, she knew. Maybe some day she and Jeff would have a house like this ... Oh God, there she went again, jugging the 'ifs' and confusing herself again.
To take her mind off of the ominous feelings and suspicions that had haunted her since Jeff pranced off for the kennels with Aunt Claudia, Toni set down her can of Endust on the desk and topped it with the dust cloth, then ran her fingers down the first row of books studying the titles. Surprised to see that most of the volumes were of legal content, she passed off the search for good leisure reading material and lazily helped herself to the comfort of Uncle Milt's executive chair that swallowed up her tiny frame in its generosity.
Playfully, she kicked her legs to the side and swirled, making a complete circle. Ohhh, how great it would be to have a room like that, filled with your personal matters ... somewhere where you could feel important and be important. The feel of the heavy mahogany and soft leather bolstered the confidence in her imagination, and she leaned forward, placing both elbows on the desk while studying the official looking desk calendar opened to Saturday, July 1. "Mrs. Everett" it read, and below it "Poker".
So Uncle Milt had a legitimate business with these dogs after all, thought Toni, satisfied. Maybe he wasn't the crook her parents made him out to be. To prove her admiration true, she picked up one of the manilla folders neatly stacked at the side opposite her cleaning apparatus and opened it up. And sat up straight!
Inside, next to a typed letter, was a photograph of Poker, the German Shepherd Jeff was to manicure and shampoo that very day. But he wasn't alone in the photograph, for there was Sharon, one of the Black servant girls, and Milt! All having sex together! Toni shuddered, gagged and threw it down, her mouth slack-jawed. Oh, God! She closed her eyes tight, then slowly opened them to study the picture again. Sure enough, there was Uncle Milt lying on the floor with Sharon's mouth swallowing his huge cock, while Poker mounted her from behind. This couldn't be real this had to be some kind of joke. In hopes of cleansing the reality, Toni opened up another folder and opened it to see a matching picture, only this time it was Diana with Samson.
With trembling legs, Toni got to her feet and stumbled toward the door. Oh God, did Jeff know about this? Did he know how perverted her aunt and uncle were ... did he care? Oh, Lord, what other perversions had they been accomplices to? She had to know. Slowly, with chin high, she walked back to the desk and opened up the folder again, her curiosity overshadowing her reasoning and read the letter in Samson's file. It was addressed to Mrs. Sybil, guaranteeing her that Samson had been well trained in the art of making love to mature human females and, should she be displeased with his demeanour in any way, the Balines would be pleased to either give a demonstration or trade him in for another animal!
A hollowness crept into Toni's belly at the sound of footsteps in the hallway! Too late to get out unseen, she slapped the folder shut and was grasping toward her dust cloth when Uncle Milt stepped through the sliding doors, a look of astonished anger on his face.
"Who told you to come in here?" he demanded, all handsomeness gone from his face now as he stood rigidly confronting his niece who could only blurt out "Oh ... oh, Uncle Milt ... I ... was only going to clean."
"And who told you to do that?"
"N ... Nobody ... but I thought I should since ..."
"Since you wanted to snoop in my office and find out about kinky Uncle Milt, is that it? Find out if all those stories that clap-trap mother of yours has been telling the relatives is true, heh?" He grinned lewdly to himself and finished off the rest of his drink that he held in his hand. "Okay, you wanna see what Uncle Milt does for a living? You might as well know, because it's gonna help in the days to come, little girl."
Toni watched saucer-eyed as her uncle retraced his steps, going back to the sliding door and closing it, then bolting it on the inside! A new tightness constricted her belly, and her wide green eyes followed his broad back until he was facing her again. He was still half-grinning when he set about making himself another drink from the bar in the corner, near the potted palms.
Once again, Toni felt the icing of her bloodstream. "What do you mean, Uncle Milt? You ... you mean ..." She couldn't speak ... only stood there petrified gaping at him, while he continued to grin at her.
"Would you like a drink to brace your nerves, Baby?" he invited calmly, leaning forward on the bar, his glass in hand.
Numbly, Toni shook her head in the negative, struggling for the proper words that might help improve her situation. "What did you want to show me?"
"I don't think I have to ... you already know." His eyes fell on the disarrayed folders. "You've already seen those pictures ... and the letters ... what's left to tell?"
Toni felt as if her legs were made of stone, immobile, and she stood there awe-stricken as his massiveness closed in on her, his empty hand reaching out to take her small, trembling one inside it possessively. He went on, his handsome face beaming down at her. "We sell dogs to women who need to get fucked. We train our dogs to fuck and suck women, is that clear? Nobody gets hurt and everybody wins in the end. We make good money and they get their rocks off. Does that make sense, little girl?" He stood now with one alligator shoe on the leather chair, hands crossed over his knee.
"Oh, my God ... that's ... that's awful!" Toni gasped in horror at the shocking filth spewing from his half-grinning lips, not only his use of the lewd words, but the shameful, graphic meaning behind them. Now she knew why Diana and Sharon never left the premises.
"And as for you, my cute little niece, I've watched you and that candy-ass boyfriend of you making love ... or try to ... too bad he can't make you come!" Gingerly, he set his glass down on the desk top and sprung his hand out to catch her tiny one.
Desperately, she tried to jerk her hand free as tears of shame and rage streamed down her cheeks, but his huge, powerful hand was like a vise clutching at her own. She struggled with him, knocking the glass from the desk to spill onto the carpet, even knowing it was useless as she remembered the locked door, but in her panic she could think of nothing else but being free of his bestial touch, and abruptly, she sank her sharp teeth into the hairy flesh of his imprisoning hand.
"You little cunt!" Milt roared, jerking his hand away to brutally grasp her arm, then with the other open one he slapped her hard, knocking her backward and down onto the desk. She started to get up again, but as she did, he raised his hand once more, and she decided against it, slumping helplessly and burying her sobbing face in her hand. "Okay ... that's better Baby," he said, breathing heavily as he examined the teeth marks she'd left in his flesh. He'd caught her just in time, before she could break the skin with those white little fangs of hers. Still, it hurt like hell. She'd pay for it!
"Now, let's get back to business, okay?" he shook his hand in the air to ease the pain. "We can either be friends, which'll make it easier on you ... or enemies, and I'll rape you! It's up to you, Doll. If you're not nice to me, you'll end up like Diana and Sharon in those pictures ... fucked by a dog. Now which'll it be? Me or the dogs ...?"
Toni's head swam from the force of his stinging blow, but the terrifying repugnance his loathsome proposition sent nauseously sweeping through her was far more staggering than if he had beat her senseless! She could only gape up at him in sickened panic!
"No ... you wouldn't do that to me! I'm your niece! That's ... that's incest!" she sobbed. "Oh, please let me go, just let me go home and I won't tell anybody ..."
"It's too late for that, honey," Milt replied with a leer. "It boils down to this ... if that punk boy friend of yours can fuck my wife, then I can fuck you ... and that's exactly what I intend to do."
"He didn't ... Jeff would never make love to anybody but me!" she wailed, staring at him in further confusion at his night-marish accusation.
"Oh, yeah? It's time you grow up, little one. What do you think they've been doing out there near the kennels all this time? Pickin' daisies? Boy," he said, scratching his head, "you're as lame as your mother."
Toni had closed her ears to his disrespectful talk. Somehow, if what he said was true about Jeff and Aunt Claudia, she felt certain that Claudia had coerced Jeff into the horrible act. How, she had no idea but he would have an explanation, and she had to keep the faith ... they loved each other too much!
"Where do you think you're going?" he questioned, his hand gripped her upper arm as she started to rise from the desk.
"Never mind ... I ... I just have to get out ..."
"No you won't!" he hissed through clenched jaws, his flinty eyes raking over her hungrily. "Now, you sit right here while I make us both a nice soothing drink, then we'll discuss the situation sensibly, eh?"
Toni leaned slowly back against the desk, but rigidly so, the idea of something to brace her nerves not exactly repulsive to her.
Milt grinned, patted her on the knee and walked to the portable bar. "You're really in love with that punk, aren't you?" Toni nodded her head, unable to speak. Uncle Milt chuckled, while a nervous trembling ripple over took Toni's nerve-wracked young body. Dear Lord, what was going to happen now? She hadn't time to reason it out before Milt was coming back carrying two glasses of a milkish appearing concoction ...
"Absinthe, Baby ... great for what ails you," he said, handing one to her and dropping down beside her on the desk. "So cheers," he said in a raised toast.
Toni nodded, half responding, then lifted the glass to her lips, tasting carefully and finding its liquorice flavour pleasing, taking a second, deeper draught that immediately began to warm her stomach. She sensed his big arm moving up behind her and she twisted around to distract him and said: "I really am in love with Jeff, Uncle Milt. I want to marry him some day, but Mom and Dad don't think I'm old enough."
Wheels turned in the lecherous man's head. "They don't know he's here, do they?" he asked in a mellifluous voice, that took her off guard for a reckless moment.
"No, they don't, and if they did I would be in trouble. Man, they'd never let us see each other again."
The big man smiled. "Sounds as if I win, sweetheart. Here it is; either you let me fuck you, or I'll phone your mother and tell her about Jeff. Simple as that. Because if your boy friend can fuck my wife, I see no reason why you and I should be left out in the cold."
"Oh ... please ... oh, Uncle Milt!" she whimpered. How can you even think of such a horrible thing? Have you no morals?" Dear God, she couldn't, she just couldn't submit her body to her uncle. Suddenly she tilted the glass to her lips and drained it, holding to the top of the desk, then abruptly tried to gain her feet once more.
"You're a lovely young creature, Toni. I hate to see you waste your life on that creep, Jeff," he spoke softly. "What you need is a man with maturity and money, a man like me!" Milt said, his own drink warming him into a mellow mood that made him momentarily feel as charming as he did lecherous. Nevertheless, the latter emotion, as always predominated, and he smiled while the licentious gleam fanned in his eyes.
A helpless tremor shot through Toni as she felt his hand move brazenly to the bowl of her tense belly, smoothing suggestively before flipping around her waist while he inched closer to her, until his big, handsome face was mere inches from her own. But what amazed her more was that the touch of his hand and its generating warmth through the material of her dress sent a strange, unwanted thrill spiralling upward along her spine. She fought it; she couldn't ignore the fact that she was definitely a girl in love ... and even though Jeff, for whatever reasons, had violated their promises, she had no intentions of doing the same. Beside this was her uncle, her own flesh-and-blood!
"Stop! Oh, please, just stop!" she insisted emphatically, writhing from his grasp and gaining her feet unsteadily. "No matter what Jeff has done I'm not going to do the same. Now, just let me go."
Milt arose beside her, his features set in a determined expression. "You make it hard, Toni ... but only for yourself and that gook you're in love with. I told you how it was going to be ... willingly, or unwillingly ... but fuck all the way! It's going to happen, little girl, but how is still your choice!"
Toni stiffened as if she'd been submerged in ice-water the shocking fact that there was no escape finally reaching her! This was her uncle and he was going to rape her! Her lovely little mouth fell loosely open and her striking eyes widened in utter disbelief again his blatant use of the evil word knifing into her as she at last began to sense the measure of her helplessness against him. She sensed his hands wrapping around her waist again and the strength of his powerful arms slowly but surely drawing her tight against him, those same hands moving blatantly down to encompass the round, full spheres of her buttocks. She felt the blood rushing to her face in the shame of his caress becoming intimate with her fear-cringing body!
"S-Stop! Oh, God, stop! I'll call my parents right now and tell them you've raped me!"
"You do that little Bitch, and that'll be the end of you and lover boy. Now let's get comfy over here on the sofa and see what happens," he hissed down into her face as he picked her up in his strong arms and carried her kicking body to the sofa and plunked her down. There, he held her secure with the force of his body.
She could only gape across the inches upward into his face as his strong hands massaged and stroked her soft, sensuous young buttock pressing her tighter against the terrible rising bulge at his loins, while his words and promise taunted her brain in unavoidable desire.
Feebly, she struggled in his arms, as if to satisfy her own conscience, but in actuality she was helpless against his great strength, and slowly he lowered his head until his lips completely engulfed her soft, moist mouth, his hot tongue worming wetly between her teeth into the vainly resisting cavern beyond. He held her close his large, hotly massaging hands ever-moving as they pressed into the round cheeks of her lush young buttocks to force his pelvis tighter against him, his height placing the throbbing bulge of his cock hard against the soft giving flesh of her belly, and an ungovernable tremor tippled over her.
God! Something unfathomable was happening inside her! She was actually experiencing little tremulous sensations of unwanted excitement to counteract those of shame and repulsion at his forced assault on her body, and although she offered limited spasmodic resistance, her mouth opened willingly to the pillage of his lewdly working tongue, and she relaxed against him as he drew her back down on the couch, his large right hand completely engulfing her full, erecting throbbing breast, sending further electric-like tingles soaring licentiously through her!
"Ohhhh ... ohhhhh Uncle Milt!" she groaned, flustered, and he smiled arrogantly above her.
"Can't help yourself, can you baby?" he taunted lewdly, his hands roving her exploringly. "It's the drink I gave you ... it turns you on, little girl. And I promise you, you'll love your Uncle Milt all the more when I'm through with you," he said, leaning above her and teasing at her beautiful young face, using his tongue while she half-whimpered beneath him.
His words, his evil words, ricocheted against the walls of her stupefied brain as she tried to decipher their meaning. She was beset with overwhelming, unknown sensations. His hand, his tongue, his whole massive body was setting her aflame with desire she had never remotely dreamed of! Never ... never before ... even with Jeff, had she ever felt so overcome with raw lustful craving!
And then, his huge hot hand was on her leg ... her thigh ... the soft, tingling inner flesh of her thigh ... and she wanted it there! Oh Jeff, darling, forgive me ... but it's so warm and big and gentle ... moving upward ... always upward ... toward it!
"You beautiful little bitch!" Milt hissed down at her where she lay, receptive at last beside him, while his hungry, always working hand smoothed up and down the satiny flesh of her quivering leg, enjoying the feel of the flesh just before it ceded to the hot smooth nakedness of her velvety and vibrant thighs. He let it brush several times to the very peak, knowing it would instigate the sensation of contact as it pressed against the white, nylon strip of her panties, hiding her soft sensitive cunt ... and it did, he was certain by her quivering action.
Toni groaned and responded spasmodically to each pressured touch against her now tingling cunt, her mind desperately fighting and losing the battle over her emotions.
But ... when he reached for the button of her blouse and undid them rapidly, Toni sat up to remove the garment herself, then unhooked her bra straps, removed it and tossed it to the coffee table with her other garments. He pulled skirt over her hips, then tossed it to the floor ... Then, she lay back down again. She was completely naked all of her loveliness exposed to her uncle, and he drank in her beauty with lewd eyes.
Toni felt little spasms of erotic electricity surge through her as her uncle's avid hands closed over her breasts. He gasped aloud with delight as he felt their velvety-skinned pliancy, and his fingers kneaded and massaged them caressingly. After a few moments she felt him rolling the sensitive erect cones of her pink, distended nipples between his fingers, tweaking them and bringing them to full arousal.
Maddeningly, then his mouth followed moistly to encompass one of her berry-like tits. He sucked at it, flicking and rolling it with his fiery tongue causing her to moan with ecstatic delight as racing sensations flashed in her body.
Below, her hips began an involuntary, slowly grinding movement against the cushions of the couch ... but disappointingly his hands and mouth left her. Vaguely, she was aware that he was stripping off his own clothing. She kept her eyes tightly clenched shut, not wanting to look ... to acknowledge the shame of her nakedness ... or his either.
His voice came floating down to her where she lay on the couch. "Open your eyes, little girl! I want you to look at what I've got for you ... something you haven't had for while ... or ever!"
Her eyes fluttered open, slowly, and she saw him standing beside the couch looking down at her. He was naked. She saw his trim, muscular body, his lewd smile of triumph. Then, as her eyes swept down his body reluctantly, they came to rest on the thick, hardened shaft of his cock, which stood out long and pulsating from his powerfully muscular loins.
God! It was gigantic, even bigger than she'd imagined from the photographs. Her quickly indrawn breath strangled in her throat. Somehow, she couldn't visualise that monstrous thing buried to the root in the soft fleshiness of her cunt, a quivering fear charged through her. She couldn't possibly take all of that ... without its splitting her apart!
Uncle Milt enjoyed her look of surprise and horror. Taking hold, of his throbbing cock's shaft, he stroked the heavy foreskin back obscenely, a lewdly salacious smile splitting his lips.
"How do you like it, Baby?" he asked. "Bigger than that tiny prick of Jeff's?"
"Oh, God ... I-I can't look! Toni closed her eyes again.
"You'll find out soon enough, Toni, because once it's inside of you, you'll learn to appreciate it."
Almost mesmerised, she watched his slowly working hand. Somehow, she should have been repulsed by his dirty talk, but the absinthe had changed every thing evil into beauty and indulgence.
Oh, forgive me, Jeff! I'm doing this for both of us, baby!
Through desire-dimmed eyes, the young niece watched her uncle, as he settled his body down on the couch beside her, his mouth dropping down to a quivering swelling breast. She moaned her delight, watching him take first one, then the other of her sensate nipples into his mouth to lick and suck. She could have screamed for pure joy, as the surging waves of sensation washed through her absinthe-drugged body.
Then, his mouth moved lower, leaving moist trail of hot kisses through the valley between her mounding breasts. Down across her flat belly, his mouth nibbled, and now he was at her navel, pausing there to dip his tongue into the tiny hollow, for a moment ... before he moved on down ... lower.
Of course, Toni divined his attention, knew his ultimate goal. Slashing excitement sliced through her. No one had ever done that to her, not even Jeff! The thought repulsed her, sickened her. Now she could feel Uncle Milt's hot breath on the soft curls of her pubic hair, down there between her open, trembling expectant thighs. Then, she felt his finger on the soft, fleshy lips of her cunt, spreading her wide open. She looked down to see that he was feasting his eyes on the pink, moistly fluted petals of her cunt opening.
Huskily, his voice came up to her. "You know what I'm going to do to you now, don't you?"
"Yes ..." she whispered. "I-I think I do, but nobody has ever done that to me before. I-I can't let you do that ... not before Jeff has!"
"That's just the point, Toni. If Jeff had done this to you, you wouldn't be so fucking frustrated. Maybe when that boy grows up, he'll learn how to satisfy a woman."
Though she was loathe to admit it, she knew he was right.
"But before I stuff your cunt full of cock ... I'm going to lick you and suck you, use my tongue on you so you'll be ready for me, Baby. And I'll make it good for you ... so good! Old Uncle Milt'll be good to you."
His lewd words seemed to make her tremble with burning desire. Everything was blotted out of her mind now ... except her acceptance of passion. Nothing else mattered. She was wildly, insanely aroused ... and all she wanted was sexual satisfaction ... the kind of satisfaction that could be had in only one way: By laying on your back and letting a man take charge. Oh, why hadn't Jeff ever acted that way with her?
"Y-Yes, Uncle Milt " she moaned. "I want you ... to ... to do everything to me."
That was all he needed. She was his, now. His head dropped down between her widespread thighs, his lips coming down hard on her cuntal mouth, his tongue darting out into the warm liquid depths of her cuntal portal.
Toni moaned aloud, as his long, hot tongue lashed into her, and she ground her loins up into his face, harder and harder, wanting more and more of that beautifully exquisite sensation.
Ohhhhh, it felt so wonderful. Blindly, her hands reached out for his hair, grasping it, to pull his hungry mouth in tighter to her lust-soaked loins.
Below, Uncle Milt tongued her cunt, insanely, and his hands came up to slide over her belly to the full firmness of her breasts, squeezing and massaging at them brutally, while now, his searching tongue found the erect, pulsing shaft of her clitoris.
Whining with agony, Toni felt her controls gone. She began to toss her head from side to side, as she felt him take the tiny, throbbing shaft of her clitoris between his teeth and hold it tightly while his tongue vibrated rapidly back and forth directly on the super-sensitive head of the miniature phallus.
When she was sure that she couldn't stand any more of the agonising stimulation, a scream building on her lips, he stopped, and his mouth moved down, once again, the searingly heated mouth of her cunt. His tongue swirled all around the opening, just inside the velvet-like interior; then he shifted to a straight in and out motion, simulating genital intercourse.
As he mouth-fucked her, he listened to her whimpering unintelligible moans of passion. He wanted her at fever pitch before he shoved his aching cock into her. She'd remember being fucked by Uncle Milt ... Goddamn it! I want her coming back for more ... and if she's going to he a hit at the party tomorrow night when we introduce our dogs to our clientele, she's going to have to get loosened up.
Dexterously, he slipped his hands beneath her thighs, putting them up farther until they were draped over his shoulders, and the whole of her cuntal plane was upturned vulnerably to him, as he continued to thrust his tongue deep into her heated, lust-throbbing pussy. Her cries of pure animal desire filled the library. "Ohhhhh! OOOOOOHHHHH!" She felt herself spring upward toward a soaring organic release.
Oh, it was wonderful, she thought. Oh God, if he licks me any longer I'll lose my mind. I'll just explode and come ... and come ... and come!
But suddenly, it stopped.
Toni felt instant disappointment and frustration. She looked down to see him grinning up at her, his lips glistening moistly from her cuntal lubricant.
"Did you like that, little girl?"
"Oh, y-yes " she panted whimpering. "Oh ... it was so good."
"In case you're wondering why I stopped ... it's because you're ready to fuck. Hot and ready." He paused, waiting for her expression. "I'm going to fuck the hell out of you now!"
Following up his words with action, Uncle Milt moved up over her and reached down to grasp the hardened, elongated flesh of his aching cock, settling his hips down into the angle of her wide-splayed legs and guiding the lust-bloated head of his prick to the mouth of her soft quivering cunt. He leered down at her, as he poised there for a moment, his face a mask of raw desire. "Okay, Toni, Baby, now we'll see how much of my cock you can take!"
Powerfully, he flexed his hips and plunged forward to send his outsize cock sliding hotly far up into the wearing liquid depths of her trembling, eagerly anticipating cuntal passage.
In seconds, Toni Baline was groaning and squirming her writhing buttocks around under her uncle's savage pumping cock. Oh, God! Ohhhhhh, my Godddd!" she cried.
Never had she felt so filled up in her life, and she hated herself for loving it so, knowing how hurt Jeff would be should he know.
Uncle Milt's cock felt as though it had battered and ripped its way right through her, without mercy. His thick length was buried deep in her quivering, white belly, filling her warm, moist cuntal sheath completely. His hairy loins were pressed in tight to her vulva, as their pubic bones had smacked together, when he drove into her so deeply with one smooth, powerful thrust. Every tiny ridge of his cock was impressed into the searingly abraded walls of her pussy, and now, she could feel the expanding throb of it deep inside her pussy; then he ground it into her another fraction of an inch.
"Oh! Oooohhhh! UUUUUUnnngggggghhhhhh!" she grunted, her face a mask of pain and surprise
"There, Goddamn it! I've got it inside your hot, little cunt, Toni!" he grated, leering down at her in triumph.
"Auuuggghhh!" she groaned. "I-I think you must have torn me apart."
"Don't be silly. A woman's cunt stretches like you wouldn't believe, and besides, you loved it when I shoved it in hard like that " He paused. "Tell me how much you love having your Uncle Milt's cock stuffed in that young cunt of yours."
"Toni hesitated, not knowing the intention of his question. She bit her lips and moaned again softly.
"Tell me ... damn it!" he smiled lewdly. "Tell me how much you love it!"
"Ohhhhhhhhh! Yessssss! I-I loved it!" she managed to whine, her neck muscles straining.
"And you want me to fuck you!"
"Y-Yes! God, yes!" she hissed. Just ... go on ... and d-do it ... to me!" She was desperate.
"Then beg for it! Beg me to fuck you."
"I-I did it!! ... go ahead ... and d-do it!"
"Not like that, damn it!" he grated, flexing his cock expandingly deep inside her cuntal sheath. "Say it. Tell me to fuck you!"
"I-I can't do that!"
"Yes, you can! I heard you with Jeff ... damn it," he pressed. He throbbed his aching cock deeper into her cunt grinding his pelvis hard against hers, his fingers digging painfully into the soft flesh of her shoulders. She saw the wild fire in his burning, maddened eyes.
"Oh, my Go-ddd!" Quick tears dimmed her eyes. She didn't want to surrender totally to him. If she did as he commanded, the last strain of reservation for what she was doing would be stripped from her. Then, too, there was the feeling deep within her that she was not only betraying the man she loved, but somehow, she would never be able to look her parents in the eye again.
Again, Milt lurched his deeply buried cock inside her tightly clinging cuntal sheath. "Well?" he demanded.
Suddenly, Toni cast all those fears and thoughts away. "Y-Yes, I want you to fuck-fuck me!" she spat out.
That's what Uncle Milt wanted to hear! All of her resistance was gone now. His crookedly lewd grin of absolute victory split his face as he grunted. "Okay Baby! Here we go ... you're going to get the fuck of your life!"
Leaning down over her, he clamped his moist lips to hers and began to rock slowly above her, thrusting into her tight, narrow passage with short, smooth strokes, feeling her vaginal vault widen and stretch elastically with each delightful prod.
Involuntarily, Toni's body began to react instinctively to his thrusting plunder of her pulsatingly needful pussy. As lascivious flames of desire swept through her, there was no further need to resist. She gave herself over in unconditional surrender, completely, to her need. She was all his! Now, the only thing that mattered was the slow, pulsating beat of Uncle Milt's cock in and out of her moist, now wildly clasping cunt.
She moaned in ecstasy and lashed her own tongue with insane abandon up into his moistly hot mouth, as mewling hums of passion emitted in never-ending torrents from deep in her chest. Her face was contorted with her crazed sexual excitement, and she could feel the slippery sweat break out on the swelling mounds of her breasts and on her forehead, under disarrayed strands of her lustrous honey-coloured hair.
Uncle Milt slid his hands under her hollowing buttock grasping the fullness of the soft, smooth globes in either hand, his fingers digging into the satiny, resilient flesh, until it stood in oozing ridges through his widespread finger.
Her eyes were closed, and as he began to plunge deeper and more wildly into the raging inferno of her clasping cunt, she drew her thighs back, mashing them down hard against her full tits, causing her moistly hot hole to flower open in lewd invitation to him, to stuff even more of his massive, hardened cock into her. She writhed and undulated beneath him, no thoughts in her mind but that of the pleasure she was receiving by lying under her uncle ... and being fucked against her will. Now, she wanted to give back as much as she was getting ... and with incessant moans of agonised ecstasy, she began to fuck back ... countering him stroke for stroke.
Uncle Milt slaved thrustingly above her, shifting to longer, faster strokes, his thick length coming out of her clinging cuntal tunnel on the upstroke until only the lust-inflated cock head remained in her cuntal mouth, then as he pounded forward, goring deep into her naked, upturned loins, he could feel the sharp slap of his sperm-laden balls against the unprotected crevice of her buttocks.
Damn! I'll bet she'd really climb the walls if I give her a double treat! he thought salaciously. He slid his hand down over the velvety skin of her grinding buttocks, his finger searching in the smooth, hairless crease between them for the tiny, puckered ring of her anus; then leaning up and pulling his lips away from hers, breaking the tongue-jousting kiss, he smiled down at her with sadistic lewdness, distorting his ruggedly handsome face. "Now, I'm going to turn you on like you've never been turned on before!" he chortled.
His finger probed into the elastic ring of her nether opening. Her eyes flew open in surprise, and she gasped aloud, "Oooooohhhh .... nooo!"
"Oh, yes! I'm going to shove my finger right up your ass!" He pushed in hard with a sudden motion, the soft, rubbery, fleshy yielding and his finger going in smoothly to the palm of his hand.
Toni groaned with the pain of it. "Aaaaaaaaaauuuugggghhh!" It was the final humiliation. "Oh, God, oh God!" she chanted. Desperately, she tried to writhe her loins away, but she couldn't escape it. Now, he was twirling his finger in circles inside in the spongy flesh of her rectum; then, as he listened with sadistic satisfaction, her moans of pain began to subside, to be replaced with mewls of pleasure, as her rectum became slowly accustomed to the unnatural invasion.
Hopelessly, she was impaled on the probing finger in her anus and his hard driving cock in her moistly clinging cunt. With a smile of sweet triumph, knowing that he had won again, he began moving his finger in and out of her anal orifice in tempo with his plundering rod of flesh.
Moaning and mewling with pain-pleasure beneath her, Toni began to skewer herself on his finger sunk deeply in her rectum, squirming and writhing, now with the doubly building ecstasy of the twin ravishment of her heated loins. Never would she have believed such depraved lewdness could bring her so much pleasure.
"Oh God, Uncle Milllt! Shove it in ... deeeeeeper!" she cried.
Never slackening for a moment, Uncle Milt pounded into her with demonic fury. Then, he slid his other hand around to where his hardened cock pistoned smoothly in and out of her insanely clasping cuntal sheath. He felt the soft, fleshy folds of her cuntal lips giving and pulling resiliently with each stroke.
Using his fingers, Uncle Milt teasingly played with the contracting cunt lips as his pounding cock slid easily in and out, which brought more moans of pleasure to her lips, and he felt the voracious sheath of her cunt milking at the sensitive hardened shaft of his prick ... almost as though it wanted to swallow him up entirely.
Damn, it wouldn't be long now. He could feel the agonising burn of impending ejaculation at the very root of his lust-filled cock.
Desperately, he began to increase the speed and the punishing depth of his buffering, pile-driving lunges, as her body thrashed uncontrollably beneath him. She was ready to come. He knew it, when she sprayed her legs even wider and pulled them back against his chest, flattening the luscious mounds of her alabaster breasts with wanton disregard. With a hoarse, animal-like grunt, he jerked his finger out of her rectum, producing a moist hiss and using both hands, now, behind her knees pressed them back to either side of her shoulders to expose the whole of her gleaming loins to his inhumanly powerful plunges.
"Oh! Ohhhhhhhhh!" she began to chant beneath him. More! More! Give me more of your cock! Oh, fuck me hard ... Harder! Deeper!" She heaved and writhed thrashing up against him, her breasts dancing prettily, the hardened cones of her nipples digging into his hairy chest
Then explosively, she convulsed in orgasm, her whole body quivering with the intensity of her release. She screamed, "I'mmmmmm commmmmmmmmiiiiinnngggggg!" Oh God! Ahhhhhhh!"
Uncle Milt bored into her for all he was worth, wanting her to know she had really been fucked ... fucked by a man she would ways remember ... her uncle. Spasmodically, she jerked under him as he continued to pound deep into her wildly milking cuntal hole. Her breath was uncontrolled, coming in hissing, short bursts, her head rolling from side to side on the sofa, her eyes glazed and unseeing, as waves of ecstatic rapture, known for the first time washed over her.
Suddenly, it was there for him, too. His lustfully throbbing cock emptied spewingly, his hot, white semen jetting from the top of his cock to splash deep up into the farthest recesses of her cunt.
"Aaaaggghhh!" he groaned, as her legs were suddenly as limp as those of a rag doll, splaying out on either side of her panting body obscenely. She was more satisfied than she'd ever dreamed of being, even with Jeff.
Toni could only turn her head in shame when it was finished. Shame and incestuous horror.
Chapter 6
It was more anger than guilt that had churned continuously inside Jeff since his infidelity with Aunt Claudia, not that he hadn't felt a good measure of remorse at his spineless betrayal of his beloved sweetheart, but the fact that the red-headed woman treated him like less than a serf ever since, made his blood hot.
Worse still: in his transgressive wretchedness, he had unwittingly punished Toni in the chastisement of himself saying little to her since that romp in the hills one day ago. He'd acted sullen, and above all, had acted as if making love to dear Toni was the last thing on his mind. Damn, he wasn't worthy of her devotion and innocent love, and until he could get his head straight ... muster up the courage to confess the whole lurid story to her, he wasn't going to degrade her further with sex.
What surprised him most last night, through, was her apparent acceptance of his evasive reactions in bed to her inviting little caresses, lying there and asking no question almost as if she understood the anguish gnawing at him ... as if she had sorrows to match his. And he wasn't sure he approved of that, either
He stood in the bedroom now drying his water speckled body with a towel. Christ, tonight was the party, a surprise birthday party for one of the kennel's clients, and he's spent I afternoon combing out the German Shepherd hair and shampooing the fully mature animal's coat, making it slick and satiny. Damn, Claudia had even insisted he polish the dog's nails and brush his teeth. Man, you would have thought those fucking dogs were human the way they fussed over them.
"I didn't think I'd ever say this," he addressed his blonde haired sweetheart sitting on the vanity stool, combing out her long tresses. "But I'll almost be happy when the summer is over with. Don't ask me why now ... wait till we're back in Mobile.
Toni merely stared at his reflection in the mirror, her wide green eyes filling with compassing, her mind ever-conscious of her own shame, knowing the full extent of his meaning and the burden of unfaithfulness he was carrying, for God knows, wasn't she suffering the same inner agony and perhaps even greater, for at least he wasn't of flesh-and-blood. But maybe tonight at the play something would give them the distraction from their burdens they sorely needed. Once they were out of the clutches of her evil relatives they could penitently and lovingly confess and everything would be all right again ... she was confident of that.
Jeff was dressed and ready to leave for the kennel before Toni had her eye make-up on.
"Well, I guess I'd better get down there and comb out that dog again before he messes up his do! Christ, you'd think they were selling slaves or something." Toni's mouth dropped open with astonishment and for a second, she considered telling Jeff about the photographs she'd seen in Uncle Milt's library, but she dismissed it, keeping the lurid secret to herself. Jeff was the jealous type, and God only knows what he'd do if he found out about Uncle Milt raping her.
Jeff shrugged, moving around the bed to the door and Toni bolted to her et and stood in front of him, raising her lips to be kissed. He did, but reservedly, then stepped back with a shake of his head, most as if he were trying to dear his mind.
"Jesus," he said, blinking his eyes. "I feel kind of weird ... kind of light-headed and woozy."
"You okay?" she questioned anxiously.
"No ... no, I'm all right. Just too much sun, I guess," he answered, smiling pinchedly. "I'll see you at the party? What role are you going to play? Cocktail waitress?" she laughed.
Alone, Toni pressed her hand to her own forehead, wondering perhaps if she, too, were coming down with something. For the past fifteen minutes, ever since she'd helped herself to the plate of warm brownies on the kitchen table, she'd been feeling a bit giddy and light headed. an most euphoric sense of floating, but she'd stubbornly refused to give in to it. There was too much at stake, for tonight she would actually get to see what her aunt and uncle did at those swinging parties that had caused such a stir in the family tree.
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The Baline home was abuzz with caterers, maids, and valets, for tonight was to be the surprise birthday party for one of the dog trainers' most influential clients--Harry Weinstein's wife, Margaret. Her present from her loving husband was none other than the well-trained Poker.
The living room, decorated in crepe paper streamers, was softly lit now with coloured lights and, in the far corner of the large room, next to the hallway entrance, a buffet table adorned with freshly cut flowers and a three-tier birthday cake, sat untouched, waiting for the guests to arrive.
Everything had to be perfect for the occasion, for there was money to be made off those fat old swingers who, once they tasted the delight of animal tongue, would certainly buy a dog of their own. And if they weren't fortunate enough to get a taste of that animal love themselves, there would be plenty of voyeuristic delights to pique the appetite with Diana, Sharon, and especially the honey-haired Toni to demonstrate.
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Claudia Baline sat on the vanity stool of her luxurious dressing room, a stiff brush pulling through her thick red hair when she heard Toni's knock at her door. With a pleased grin, she called out for the girl to come on in. The note on the kitchen table had made it explicit that Toni was to check in with the madam of the house before the guests arrived. At least, thought the scheming aunt, she didn't eat too many of those hash brownies, or she wouldn't have made it up the stairs. She knew when she offered her niece some of the warm goodies, that she wouldn't have the resistance to turn them down. The little girl in Toni was still there somewhere, hidden under the sexy veneer of a maturing girl.
* * *
Once inside the room, Toni stopped short, a little gasp emitting from her when she saw the ravishing, statuesque creature sitting before her vanity in the ivory splendour of her nakedness From where she stood, Toni could see her full, thrusting, ruby-nippled breasts reflected in the mirror, her suggestive half smile, and the dancing lights in her sparkling eyes.
"Well, come on in dear ... don't just stand there," Claudia said throatily, wild little sensations of expectancy beginning to tingle through her loins and belly at her inspired intentions. She turned on the velvet covered bench, completely facing the approaching, reluctant girl, noting the near-vacant expression in her pretty eyes that indicated the effects of the Moroccan hashish she had unwittingly consumed, and as well, perceiving the teenaged lovely's fixed point of view on her naked loins. Slowly, she stood, her lecherous smile broadening slightly. "Why the hesitation, Toni?" she hissed. "Haven't you seen a naked woman before?"
"I ... I ... of course ... it's just unexpected ..." Toni stammered, still astonished at what seemed to her to be an apparition of goddess-like beauty in her bewildering euphoria. "You ... you're really beautiful, Aunt Claudia," she heard herself say, surprised while she realised that the words had come from her own lips.
An unanticipated sensation of delight rippled through Claudia at the younger girl's compliments, and she moved closer to her, placing her hands on Toni's upper arms. "Thank you, Baby " she partially whispered, "and I'd bet you are just as beautiful without your clothes on."
Whether it was the delicate, warm touch of the vision's hands, the alluring fragrance of her enclosing naked curvaceousness, or the suggestiveness of her sibilant question, Toni wasn't certain in her drugged mind, but undefinable tiny fermentations had suddenly burst into being inside her. The apparition seemed to envelope her and she sensed the slender hands on her breasts, causing an ensemble of mixed emotions to flutter within her mind and body. She felt as if mesmerised in a state of delicious intoxication as the exquisite face moved closer to her and its mouth closed down upon her own, tenderly, moistly, hotly, and with increasing urgency.
Tom's own mouth felt strangely soft in response, and she sensed her lips being pressed apart by the vision's sweet-tasting tongue, slipping between them into her mouth as the statuesque body came hard against her own, its naked stomach and soft loins beginning an intimate undulating motion.
"You are a darling, Toni. You've always been Milt and my favourite of the relatives," the throaty voice hissed hotly into her mouth. "And now I'm going to make you happy."
"Wait ... ohh ..." Toni gasped, slipping even more into the veil of her dream-world.
Claudia kissed her again and Toni subconsciously met her tongue with her own as she felt the gentle hands caressing her breasts and moving over her body eagerly, finally stroking her buttocks and drawing her tightly against the naked, satiny loveliness.
"I'm going to get you ready for the party now," the smoky voice breathed and Toni gasped out with wrinkled brow as expert fingers began to move entrancingly over her, quickly removing her clothing.
A sensation of repugnance filtered through her, yet she couldn't seem to respond to it. Something horribly fascinating ... strangely forbidden and terribly confusing was happening to her! And then she was naked, the cool air bathing her sensuous flesh, bringing her nipples to rigid hardness as the apparition pressed close to her, massaging its ivory nakedness against Toni's supple body, their nipples touching, their breasts flattening against one another's, the thighs meeting as did the soft, silken thatches of red and honey pubic curls between their legs.
Toni gasped with horror and erotic tremor that rippled over her and through her struggling, dazed mind, as the woman's lecherously moving hands caressed her buttocks, spreading them open to tenderly slip between and stroke her tightly clenched anus lewdly. Again, Toni trembled, suddenly feeling her aunt's once more grasping her waist, then her smooth hands slithering down her rounded hips to her tingling, full thighs as she dropped to her knees before her and began kissing the sensitive warm flesh of her inner thighs, working slowly upward toward the sparely curled lips of her strangely tingling pussy!
My God! It struck Toni like a bolt of lightning what was happening between her spread legs! She gasped out in shame, abruptly twisting free of her lecherous aunt's obscene grasp.
"What do you think you're doing?" Claudia shot up at the reeling blonde girl, her eyes suddenly blazing with denied rage. "Come back here ... I haven't finished with you yet! I'll teach you to take my brother away from me, you cheating little bitch! I'll teach you to take my lover ...!"
* * *
But Toni had no intentions of returning to that room. For one brief and horrible moment, reality had penetrated her befogged mind, and now, as she saw her uncle coming out of the bedroom, she raced in panic for the stairway, completely forgetful of that but that she was stark naked!
Chapter 7
Harry Weinstein grunted out a choke of surprise he licked his finger dipped in the birthday cake icing and raised his eyes in time to see a naked young girl bolting down the steps, her honey-blonde hair and jouncing breasts tearfully panting towards him. The obese man chuckled wildly, smacking his lips. Man, these Balines gave a party all right, and for the first time that evening, he hadn't felt regretful about laying out all that cash for his wife's birthday. Christ, if the blonde honey was the appetiser ... shit!
He wiped his sticky fingers on his pant legs and headed after the racing naked beauty, stepping up his pace to a slow jog as he watched her frantically opening doors, obviously looking for a way out of the house. Twice, Toni had grabbed at doorknobs only to find out they opened only closets. He called out to her and, surprisingly, the terror-struck female stopped in her tracks, then rushed into his arms. Simultaneously, Uncle Milt pounded down the steps, short of breath and angry at his niece for causing a scene.
Harry chucked as Toni clung to him with her arms around his neck and he salaciously began to run his big pudgy hands over the smoothness of her nakedly trembling buttocks.
"She's high on something," apologised Uncle Milt. "Can't trust these kids these days." Jealously, he watched his client massage the resilient, firm buttocks of his niece. "Are any of the guests here yet?"
"Yeah ... in the other room," Harry muffled through smothering kisses on Toni's soft neck.
Grasping one of Toni arms while the fat man, Harry, held the other, they walked Toni into the next room where the sound of soft music and hushed laughs belied the rowdiness of the scene.
It was impossible for Toni in her drugged mental state to comprehend what was happening to her: yet, brief instants of truth continued to overwhelm her mind ... until vaguely she came to realise that she had been drugged ... but worse, that everyone was leering at her.
Oh God ... Oh, dear God! What were they going to do to her now? Desperately, she tried to struggle to keep her wits against the powerful effects of the numbing dosage of whatever it was she had taken unwittingly, aware as she was escorted between them that Uncle Milt's big hand was thrust between her naked buttocks and thighs, his thick finger thrust upward into her strangely moist and dilated vaginal passage, the obscene act causing luridly weird sensations to race through her loins and belly with every step she took, while the deceptive man beside her to the right was clutching and squeezing one of her breasts salaciously, twisting and pinching its tiny hard nipple to add to her unwanted excitement.
"Ohhh ... ohhh ..." she whimpered out as Milt began to swirl his thick finger inside her teenaged pussy, hearing both men laugh ... then, they were stopping before the entrance to the room and again, Toni was not prepared for what her eyes focussed on.
The maze of naked bodies in the soft light engaged in every form of obscene coupling and act only faintly registered as she was ushered to the centre of the room and forced down on some sort of rug, the sounds of "ohs" and "ahs" and even laughter reaching her ears as if from another world.
She might have known fear had she been able to analyse her situation, but she could not, her torpid brain had progressed under the effects of hashish to where little but instincts registered, and presently she knew that the stimulating sensation between her legs had ceased and great disappointment swept over her. She started to cry, and then, recognised a face. It was Jeff's and he was lying on his back completely stripped, stretched out on a sofa, a fat woman with great big breasts squatting over his ... his hardened thing that she was taking up into her cunt ... and another woman standing beside them as if waiting for her turn, while Jeff rolled his head back and forth in what she reasoned to be ecstasy. Toni smiled benevolently, pleased to see him happy.
And then she saw other faces with attached naked bodies that she recognised, all the Black servants dressed in maid outfits minus the bottoms, sitting in obscene positions getting their cunts licked, or sucking cocks.
"Do I get first crack?" Toni nebulously heard Harry question and looked up at the two men from where she sat on the floor. Both of them were now naked, their massive cocks jutting out salaciously from their hairy loins, their heavy balls entirely visible to her from her position ... and she couldn't resist extending her hand up to touch the nearest sac, her own instinctive desire piqued by all that had happened to her and what was going on before her dazed eyes around the room.
Harry gave a start when her fingers tenderly touched the bloated balls, and lewdly he grabbed hold of his long, thick cock to stroke it. Milt saw her unexpected movement, too, a jealous surge of lust charging through him, but he couldn't refuse Harry the first treat. Harry meant money. "Okay, just make it good."
"Don't worry about that," smacked Harry. "A little ass fuckin' should please you, heh?"
Their words all sounded like a jumbled conglomeration to Toni who had reached down between her hot thighs to slip a finger through the silken blondish hair and separate her moist cunt lips while she continued to finger the obese man's hairy balls. God, she could never remember being so excitedly wanting! If ... if ... only she could think straight!
* * *
Jeff gaped upward with befogged eyes at the fat, wildly drunk woman who was squatting over him, plunging up and down on his cock, her massive tits hanging and swaying obnoxiously as she worked toward her climax. He saw that there was another waiting, fingering herself as she watched her forerunner ... but she wasn't so bad ... somewhere in her fifties, but slender and maybe with a tight enough cunt to get him off!
Christ, what was it they had fed him, anyway? For certainly, he'd been drugged, and he couldn't help but wonder if they'd done anything similar to his Toni. He tossed his head back and forth like a teenaged virgin striving for her first climax, as the huge woman worked over him obscenely, her sagging breasts nauseating him, and he closed his eyes to the sight, straining his loins upward in hope that he could lie to himself come, and leave her nothing! But his efforts were futile; she beat him, wailing out her obese ecstasy ... and then the next one climbed on, ... and that's when he saw Toni in the middle of the floor on all fours. Harry Weinstein kneeling his way up behind her and between her spread legs and buttock his long thick cock in his hand while his beautiful little girl friend waited in obvious excitement ...!
"Down ... flat on your belly, bitch!" Harry ordered Toni who finally responded once the command was imprinted in her blurred mind, and the heavy bellied man knelt between her provocatively spread legs, staring lasciviously at the warm, tanned body beneath him.
He slid his hand along the inner side of her satiny smooth thigh to the moistened, teenaged lips and then pink slit of her tight young cunt, tracing the hair-lined separation with a forefinger upward between the cheeks of her firm, whitely contrasting buttocks, watching the rounded soft moons arch and fall in growing excitement to his touch. He felt the desire in his loins growing hotly as he contemplated what he was about to do to her ... what his fat wife would never let him do to her, and the reason why he'd bought her that goddamned expensive dog to loosen her up.
Toni swallowed at the dryness of her throat. Her subservient position added to her confusion, for she had no idea of what he was going to do to her ... she was only aware of her lack of control over the ever-rising passion swirling wildly in her belly below. She sensed him up over her back, and she squirmed beneath him to the excitement of his exploring hands little tongues of flames licking salaciously at her loins and belly, building her desire to greater and greater heights with every passing moment from the obscene teasing of his probing fingers.
She lay her face against the soft rug and groaned into it, partially muffling the licentious throaty grunts emitting from between her tightly clenched teeth. Oh God, his hands ... his hands ...! Her lush, rounded buttocks hollowed and writhed wantonly beneath their pudgy, relentless caresses, a sudden urgency of tremors rippling erotically over her youthful flesh.
She heard his rammish laugh and tried to picture his fat face, but couldn't. Oh God, why didn't he do it ...? Why didn't he fuck her, whoever he was instead of taunting her this way? She couldn't resist the pleasurable thought of his cock slipping into her ...! "Ohh," she moaned aloud as she felt his thick finger slide up inside her moist, tingling cunt and she squirmed excitedly down onto it.
Harry gloatingly listened to her whine down into the softness of the rug, her voice unnatural, thick with desire and ever-mounting wantonness.
"Aaaahhhhhh ..." she whimpered again, twisting her passion-contorted face until he could see the effect his teasing hands were having on her, and then it occurred to him that she had absolutely no idea of what he intended to do to her, nor the mental capacity or physical power to fight him in her drugged state. She was completely at his mercy, the thought sending a wave of sadism charging through his heavy loins.
Toni, her bottom churning incessantly beneath his hands while others had gathered in a circle around them, to watch the stimulating performance, made no effort to fight against the lewd, carnal urges racing uncontrollably through her lust-incited body, while in her numbed mind she had begun to pray that he would fuck her soon, before his tormenting ministrations drove her completely mad. But instead, his thick middle finger continued to surge with relentless force into her cunt and she froze momentarily, catching her breath when the sensations it caused finished sky rocketing through her.
"Ohhhhhh ... ooohhh, do it to me ... please, please do it to me?" she pleaded back at him, trying to twist her neck so that she could watch his maddening hands working back there between her widespread legs.
"Do what, Baby?" he taunted, grinning down triumphantly at her lust-contorted young face as she gaped helplessly and glassy-eyed at the continual growing of his hard, throbbing, thick cock.
"Ohhhhhh ... fuck me!" she moaned, the words tumbling wildly from her angelic mouth. "Please ... please fuck me now ...?"
Harry began to laugh gleefully as he looked up at the salaciously twisted face of Milt who stood watching enviously while he stroked his own rock-hard cock. Harry stared evilly down at her helplessly trembling back, a thin line of sweat forming on his upper lip. "Lift up your ass, baby!" he commanded.
Toni realised the order and reacted without hesitation, arching her buttocks higher, feeling his hands on her hips to guide her to her knees, manipulating her to his own satisfaction, until she was entirely raised before him, high and obscenely spread open. She felt the weakness and trembling in her legs and wished in her drug dazed mind that he would hurry and fuck her.
Finally, he moved in behind her, spreading her thighs even wider with his knees, his thick, pulsating cock heaving lustfully as it pointed itself toward the tiny pinkish ring of her anus so lusciously displayed to him between the full rounded spheres of her voluptuous ass. Abruptly, he inched backwards once more, then leaned forward, probing his saliva dampened tongue upward from the moist, hair fringed edges of her cunt lips, along the spread, smooth crevice of her smooth, puckered rectum where he tried to penetrate with its stiffened tip, but the sphincter was too snug, and instead, he accomplished his main purpose of lubricating it well.
He raised up, sliding in close to her once more, taunting her excited cunt with the now violently pulsating head of his foreskin peeled cock, until her loud audible whimpers from the insinuated tip between her wide-splayed cunt lips and the teasing her clitoris increased their nakedly watching audience.
Anticipatingly, Toni began to grind and force her upraised young buttocks back at him, her moist, quivering young pussy searching desperately for the pleasure-bringing length of his cock, but as she continued to whimper and moan, he raised the heavy shaft of hard flesh until its unseeing eye levelled with her hairless, puckered little anus that glistened beneath the thin, viscid film of moisture coating her entire genital area. He might have better prepared it by stretching it with his finger, the fat man thought, but the pleasures he sought were better derived unannounced!
The obese rich man doubted that in her drugged condition she realised he was penetrating her ass hole at first try, without benefit of stretching it a little with his fingers. And then, she must have sensed its thick bluntness prodding and working against her tightly stretched anus. He chuckled lewdly to himself. She would suddenly decide that it was too big ... they all did at first, and she would judge that with certainty any second. He continued to grin sadistically as he wormed the tip of his cock into the resisting little mouth. He could feel his foreskin being stretched back against his cock shaft painfully, and he gave a quick thrusting jab until he could feel it slowly welding its way into her suddenly cringing rectum, until he had popped inside beyond the elastic little barrier of the now futilely clutching ring of her sphincter muscles.
It was a full ten seconds of shattering, unexpected pain before Toni realised what was happening ... that his thick, long cock was grinding its way up into her tiny naked anal passage brutally ... whipping her breath away until she choked on the scream that raised into her throat ... her brain reeling in sudden panic ... and then, abruptly, it felt as if a tree trunk was trying to burst into her belly through her virgin back hole! She tried to pull away, but he held vise-like to her hips, while the agonising penetration continued!
"Aaaaaaauuuggghhh! Dear God! ... nnnoooooo ... stop! It hurts!" she cried.
Harry leered excitedly. Of course it hurt ... the stupid little cunt ... it was supposed to hurt! And he held her in a bear-hug, simply ramming and thrusting!
"Ohhh, stop, God, please stop!" the nakedly kneeling young girl screamed back at him through gnashing teeth, while their audience looked on in excited fascination at the sadistically obscene spectacle of his long, heavy cock worming its way deeper and deeper into her salaciously stretched back hole, carnally intoxicated by the knowledge that there was no way she could escape it ... his thighs thrusting hers forward, his clenching pudgy hands slipping her lushly spread young buttocks like an undersized boot back onto his viciously impaling cock.
"Shove back, bitch!" the fat man spat down mercilessly at her nakedly bending back. "Shove it back before it pisses me off!"
Toni was incapable of thinking in her unbelievable agony, but somehow she knew that to disobey would only mean further torture. Every way was pain, pain! Yet she did it ... she pushed back, subconsciously trying to fart and opening her ass hole that final measure out of abject fear. Again, she visualised the horrible thing thrust into her tiny anal hole, stretching her buttocks wider and wider apart until finally she knew she would split open! But then ... feeling a buttock flattening pressure back there, she knew it was done ... his brutal cock tunnelled completely up into her wide stretched little rectum, solid and extremely painful ... but finally better for there was no more of it to take.
"Ohhh ... ohhh ... ohhh," she gasped realising that she was fucking on his hugely throbbing cock in her rectum to its hilt, and not daring to move less the torment tear her wide open inside. Oh God, she couldn't understand why he had done that to her. Again she gasped, but this time for breath as momentarily he remained immobile, and the brief respite was lowing her obscenely stretched channel to become somewhat adjusted to its invader ... the rigid and ever-growing length of scouring hard flesh that packed her full!
Harry couldn't contain the lewd groan of lust escaping him as he felt the warm, soft flesh of her fully flattened buttocks pressing tightly back against his heavy loins. He thrust forward into the tightly puckered, obscenely stretched little mouth, simultaneously sliding his hand down underneath and between her thighs to her opened cuntal slit. He could feel the moisture from the smooth, fleshy lips seeping salaciously out to cover the softness of her pubic hair brushing teasingly against his semen bloated balls as they swung loosely down between her legs. His eyes locked on his hardened cock vanishing completely into the tight, ovally stretched opening between the twin mounds of her buttocks. He grunted again and drew it out slightly, watching with sadistic fascination the tender pink flesh pulling out with it and then disappearing back inside with his inwardly jerking thrust. His breathing increased, incited by the exciting sight, until once more he began plunging into her ass in a slow tempoed cadence, in and out, in and out, deep up into the hot clasping channel of her virgin-stretched rectum!
Toni dug her nails into her palms, bit at her lower tip, and was dazedly surprised when the pain lessened, a certain threat of arousal seeming to weave its way back through her tormented young body ... although it was still a mixture of hurtful paroxysm blended with weird stimulation. She felt saturatingly damp between her buttocks and horribly degraded, aware now of the ring of lewd, contorted faces and licentiously naked bodies surrounding them ... and some place amongst them, she remembered, was her own dear Jeff ... and oh God, how he must hate her now!
Oh ... if she could only think straight, but each time she tried to concentrate her thoughts were shattered by a skin splitting thrust that jolted her forward ... until abruptly, she realised that her body was voluntarily shoving back against his every ramming plunge ... thrusting back onto his fleshy cock melting out the punishment ... aware of a new masochistic pleasure that was rapidly growing within her. The pain had become almost insanely erotic, and she was heaving backwards to meet the forward charge of his loins ... undulating her hips and moving her buttocks in tiny lewd circles.
Unfathomable excitement surged through her, until she found herself wanting his huge cock buried deeper and harder up the now voluntarily accepting channel of her ass, and she reached back between her spread thighs to scratch gently at his swinging balls, turning her face to one side so he could see the effect his sodomising cock was now having on her!
* * *
Jeff knew he was going to lose his mind before the night was over with. No man could take as much sucking and fucking and ass plunging fingerings as he'd had. God knows his reasoning power was distorted, but he was rational enough to realise that his girl friend was being fucked in the ass by the huge fat man in the centre of the room.
He had nearly lost his mind trying to get off the couch to help her, but in the stupefied state he was in, he'd been no match for the group of older women who had him pinned down, laughing gleefully like a swarm of harpies as they pawed at his genitals and squatted over him to be fucked and sucked! Helplessly, he'd been forced to give way to their overpowering number and salacious acts ... until now, nearly drained of his last ounce of energy, he found consolation in the knowing that Toni was no longer suffering ... in fact, if anything, she was going wild there on the rug within the circle of spectators ... giving the audience an eyeful!
Damn, he deserved what he was getting ... a frustrated hard-on that wouldn't go down, and a friend's betrayal. He'd earned it, though, after that bout with Aunt Claudia.
Chapter 8
Kneeling above and behind Toni, Harry continued to watch the reddish inflamed skin of the young blonde's lascivious stretched anus draw back and partially out with his cock, clutching it as if the tightly sucking channel didn't want it to ever come out. At first, the pressure on his prick had been almost unbearable, but now it was just tight and exhilarating the type of squeezing delight that promised to draw the jism out of his balls and to her bowels.
And then, he saw Milt kneeling down in front of her flailing head and holding to his thick heavy cock, and obscene grin twisting his broad face. Harry returned the lewd expression with a leer of his own, and the dog trainer said:
"You've had her to yourself long enough, now it's time we spread her around a little ... and the place to start is sucking my cock." Milt reached down and caught his niece's hair, jerking her head erect, her green eyes popping open widely in surprise. "Come on, let's show everybody how you love to suck your uncle's cock!"
Toni heard the wave of sudden licentious laughter around her as she stared at the heavy, now familiar penis thrust forward at her face and only inches from her saliva moistened lips. Oddly enough, it didn't frighten her as it might have once, nor did the meaning of his words and what he expected her to do; the unbelievable erotic sensations that the charging cock sent through her now hotly accepting back passage was bringing her, had all but destroyed any measure of moral decency she had ever known, and a new maddening excitement and desire abruptly sprang to life inside her!
Slowly, her eyes glazed over smokily and her small hand moved forward to encircle the husky, spearing rod of rigid flesh, and she felt him writhe and heard him groan to her touch as she pressed back the foreskin from the glistening head, exposing its pungent tip. Then, a slight, idiotic smile curling her lips, she manipulated the thick outer-layer of skin back and forth, fascinated with the hot feel of it in her dwarfed hand. She moved her face inward wanting, as if magnetised by the phallic wonder, until her lips were but a fraction from it! She heard him grunt once more, while Harry fucked furiously into her rectum from behind, spurring her on to suck in her breath and flick out her tongue, brining it into warm wet contact with the soft, rubbery tip! Excitedly, she swirled her extended tongue around it in moist, experimental slowness, while the big man twisted and jerked to her taunting until her lips finally found the little split at its end and wiggled teasingly into it.
Toni tasted for the first time in her young life the pungent tang of the droplets of male lubricant oozing from it and immediately a new, more enchanting ripple of pleasure coursed through her. Her teenaged nostrils flared excitedly while her hand smoothed back over the rock-hard shape of flesh to its velvety base then downward to his bloated testicles. Moaning slightly at its hardness she drew her nails gently beneath them as she had those slapping deliciously down into the moist, open slit of her cunt, finally weighing them in the small palm of her hand. With her other hand, she again pressed the heavy foreskin back, exposing the bulbous head in its sleek nakedness. She moved her face forward, her moistly parting lips teasingly slipping over and fully encompassing the smooth, spongy head, letting it glide along the saliva-moistened length of her tongue as her damp, cylindrical mouth sucked in and absorbed more and more of it.
Milt grunted lustfully above her blonde head that had begun to move back and forth over his cock, instigating a pelvic counter-motion of his own, sliding his thick cock in and out of her angelic, youthful mouth with a moist sucking sound, guided by his hand entangled in her long hair behind her head. He watched the puffing and contracting of her young cheeks as she worked slavishly on the end of his cock while her whole supple, satiny body quivered on the powerful jolts of his ramming cock smashing into her tender, plundered rectum from behind, his rising sperm near-overwhelming him as he began to shove his throbbing prick forward between her now receptive sucking lips and throat.
Toni couldn't resist the sudden, delicious thrill of a man's cock fucking her in the mouth and the lewd, lust-inciting realisation that she was actually sucking it! Her brain reeled in rapture and her body was alive with sensational bliss, even though she hardly felt human ... more of a mass of sweating, lust deranged flesh that wanted to be pervertedly subjugated. She was actually revelling in the lewd debasement of being sodomised this first time in her life, while she, at the same time, sucked hungrily on her first male cock! She found her trembling buttocks greedily now back against the man behind her. The mounting pressure in her vagina and loins signalled that something was going to happen soon ... something dynamic and fulfilling deep inside her beautifully filled young belly.
Harry Weinstein stared at his white, vicious pole disappearing into young Toni Baline's smoothly gyrating ass with every lunge. It submerged until not even a fraction of it was left unabsorbed, straining wildly in the snug, still tightly resilient channel, its spongy head probing deep into her soft, quivering belly.
His balls throbbed and his cock cavorted as if it were about to burst each time he rammed into her, while she moaned aloud around Milt's heavy cock fucking into her mouth, adding to his pleasure with the insane movements of her ass and the hollowing of her back. God, he couldn't last any longer.
Toni was lost in the heat of her rising ungovernable passion ... lost to any sense of her surroundings, conscious only of the increased vigour in the brutal thrusts pounding from behind into the remotest parts of her virginal rectum, and the naked loins crushing up tighter and tighter into her passion contorted face. She sensed that cock that was poling stiffly into her mouth and throat tensing in forceful trembling spasms, and the hand behind her head gripping harder. His hairy pelvis closed in on her until she was certain he was trying to drive his cock all the way down her throat to meet the one penetrating her far up into her bowels, and the exaggerated thought alone drove her on wildly.
God, she wanted it to explode in her mouth ... to swallow his come and feel it dribble down her throat ... then, she sensed it swelling convulsively and sucked as hard as she could. "Oh, Christ!" Milt blurted. "Suck it, you hot little cunt. I'm coming!"
It burst, and he swore vilely again, while his cock gushed forth, hot jetting streams of white pungent liquid far back into her throat, her young cheeks ballooning and contracting as she swallowed in quick, hungry little gasps, fastening her lips tightly around the jerking organ, not wanting to lose the tiniest drop of the precious sperm ... yet, in spite of her tightly locked lips, she felt thin rivulets oozing from the corners of her mouth as the big man seemed to collapse before her, his shrinking penis slithering lifelessly from her still voraciously sucking mouth ...
At the same time, she was aware of the violently increasing assault on her wide-split rectum and the near orgasmic sensations screaming up inside her belly and loins for release. She undulated her smooth young ass against the driving cock, small pleading mewls of passion emitting from her throat. She was very close ... almost there ...
"Oh, oh, oh!" she chanted, her hips were forcing themselves back as the plunging rod hammered insanely into her obscenely stretched back passage, and she knew that Harry was ready, too! She could hear him gasping and panting ... faster and faster ... as he forced her thighs so wide with his knees that she was almost flat on the rug ... but the pain didn't matter ... nothing mattered except that she reach her climax! In a minute! It was coming! Soon! And then, she heard the man blurt something unintelligible and felt his loins jerk convulsively, against the flatness of her upraised buttocks! He was coming! Oh God, not yet!
"No! Wait, please!" Toni whimpered as his load of hot, swirling sperm gushed deeply up into her straining bowels and she ground her ass cheeks tightly back against his pelvis to stop the flow, but her very action defeated her desperate purpose. The nibbling clasp of her spasming hot rectum milked it dry and the last drop of his scalding come splashed deep up inside her rectum and belly ... until he, too, fell away from her, his limp organ slipping uselessly from her forever stretched anus ...
Helplessly, as he fucked into Diana's snugly milking cunt from behind, Jeff gaped at his sweat-glistening girl friend still kneeling on all fours, incessant whimpers tumbling from her lips in her unfulfilled need, her buttocks high in the air, her face resting on the rug as she seemed to wait in desperation for someone to fill her throbbing pussy.
"Damn all of you!" he cried out in his drug induced compassion. "Somebody fuck her before she loses her mind!"
At that moment, Aunt Claudia, in all of her oiled, shimmering nakedness walked into the room, Poker the surprise birthday present on a rhinestone studded velvet leash, his sleek coat glistening from the several brushings he'd endured that day. It took one second for the lecherous Claudia to understand what was happening, for she was the instigator of all this, wasn't she? She stared down hatefully at the blonde bitch who ran out of her room only a half hour earlier, watching as Toni screamed out for someone to fuck her.
Aunt Claudia stepped to the centre of the room and surveyed it majestically. Her eyes fell on Margaret Weinstein who sat on a pile of pillows on the carpet, a short stubby man working feverishly at her cunt with his lips.
"Margaret," started Claudia in her mellifluous voice. "Wouldn't it be a lovely idea if you let your birthday present be shared with this young girl? Let Poker show you what joy he can bring you, by making love to this beautiful young girl."
Margaret sat up straight, licking her lips and panting at the man whose mouth was bringing her to climax. "Huh?" she managed, her impending climax confusing her mind, only knowing that someone was addressing her. "Yes? Yes."
"Okay, Poker, she's all yours, Baby. Fuck the lady on the floor!" Claudia snapped her fingers. Jeff couldn't believe his ears when they absorbed the evilly grinning woman's words as she watched her command the dog to fuck his little sweet Toni. "Oh, Christ, what's wrong with you, bitch?" he wailed, but no one paid him any heed. They were too absorbed with the vile event about to take place, and as he gaped, Jeff saw the great animal mount the widespread moons of his young girlfriend, clambering onto the helplessly wide-spread moons of her white buttocks, paws wrapping around her waist as if she was a bitch of his own breed. He could see the glistening, scarlet cock slipping from its huge sheath, dripping freely while the tapered point jerked and danced in the hot, damp slit of her cunt as the brute quivered and lurched forward with its hindquarters, trying to bury the pink lean dog-cock into her hungrily waiting body.
Sobbing in the inferno of her desire, Toni looked back, willingly shifting her quaking round ass cheeks in a desperate attempt to capture the lengthening animal cock, the feral tension within her driving her to the mind-shattering point. Oh God, she wanted this beautiful long penis inside of her, no matter who it belonged to, and in that moment, she loved her aunt and uncle dearly for raising an animal to please her. She reached back, grasping the moist shaft of his hot, hard animal flesh, causing Poker to half growl as she guided the pointed pink nozzle toward the sucking mouth of her desire-flushed cunt ... and immediately he thrust, rammed, and thrust again, spreading her dilated channel open wider and wider as with a low throated growl he buried his long, thick prick deep up into her hot, quivering belly.
"Oh ... oh, my God!" she blurted, her eyes wide and glazed as the beast fucked into her savagely from behind while she stared over at her boy friend thrusting his long thick cock into the servant named Diana's pink cunt. "Oh ... ohhhhh ... ohhhhhhhh!" she grunted in heavenly relief, and began to move backwards rhythmically to meet Poker's rapid, powerful strokes plunging deep into her come-hungry belly.
Jeff discovered that he was holding then releasing his breath spasmodically as he fucked into Diana's tight cunt, gaping at the massive dog fucking frenziedly between his moaning girl friend's lovely, trembling buttocks, attempting to skewer her onto the last remaining inches of the still growing shaft of unbelievably huge glistening cock. It amazed him that the salacious sight was re-inspiring his own now thoroughly depraved lust, and suddenly he realised he'd increased the tempo and length of his own fuck strokes into the kneeling girl, while he watched the huge beast romping forward, burrowing his giant rod of animal-flesh deep up into the clasping cunt of his crazily bucking girl friend. And never in his life would he have believed that the dog he had spent all afternoon priming and primping, was prepared for the sole purpose of fucking his sweetheart. The thought was too heavy to comprehend in his confused mind.
"Christ, I've never seen anything like it!" Jeff heard Harry Weinstein say. "Damn! I'm going to buy five of those dogs, just so I can turn my friends onto this. Christ all mighty!"
"You'll never regret it!" blurted the opportunist, Milt Baline. "Makes a great hit at a party, that's for sure," he grunted clicking off the dollar signs.
Toni hung as if suspended on an imaginary plane of unbelievable bliss. At first, the vicious invasion had brought her pain with the unsuspecting piercing agony of the dog's cock shaft bursting into her, pressing the velvety, resisting flesh of her tight cuntal channel before it, until in seconds he had thundered it in its entirety up inside the warm constricting depths of her passage. Now, as he continued to piston into the softness of her upthrust loins, she could feel his animal balls swing heavily in taunting rhythm against the quivering little bud of her erect clitoris below. She was beautifully impaled to the hilt on his ever-growing cock and revelling masochistically in its bestial possession of her greedily devouring cunt.
God, to this moment in her whole teenaged life, she had never been fucked so fully! If only it would never end! She breathed a deep moan from her lust-contorted mouth and began to move in tempo backwards to meet Poker's superb, panting thrusts. His forelegs clung to her rounded white hips like strong furry arms, and she undulated her body, rotating her buttocks in lewd concentric circles, abandoning herself to the fulfilment of the animal-fucking this splendid animal was pounding into her from behind.
She wished she could see it better, clearer than the mirror of her mind was affording ... see his magnificent animal cock up close as it disappeared wetly up inside her pussy, but she had to be content with visionary pictures, and the mere thought of their unnatural coupling sent licentious exultation soaring through her maddeningly aroused body. In the mirror of her mind, she saw her taut breasts dancing and swaying beneath her writhing, perspiring torso, moving in dancing cadence to the delightful, rampaging animal cock that continued to grow, grow, grow ... ever growing inside her cunt passage to her belly. She visualised it plowing deeper, deeper into the stretched mouth of her clasping cunt from behind, a relentless streaming rod of shimmering, hard flesh lunging into her!
She found herself revelling in her act of bestiality, and she ground her buttocks back excitedly against his hairy, hammering body like any other animal. It was more rapturous than anything a human male could duplicate.
To the side, Jeff couldn't hold back his own groans of re-aroused pleasure as he felt the warm soft flesh of Diana's fully flattened buttocks pressing tightly against his loins in feverish lunges, while she hungrily sucked and licked at another woman's undulating genitals, and he watched the expression of wantonness on his Toni's face to the fulfilling animal fucking, wondering if she ever got that hot with him. God, how he wished it was him giving her that fucking instead of that damned dog. He shook his head foggily and rammed forward to thrust into Diana's moistly clasping cunt once more, his eyes roving down to fix on his hardened shaft vanishing into her sucking pink flesh. He moaned again and watched her pull away; he gaped with bated breath at the tender coral flesh pulling out with it, then folding back inside once more. His breathing increased, incited by the lewd scene, and suddenly she began to squirm and writhe on its lengthy, aching impalement in an obscene swirling cadence, and he felt the sudden grumbling in his balls and announcing the beginning of the very, very end, his cock-head beginning to throb violently, deep inside the warm clutching flesh of her cunt and belly ...!
In a fleeting glance, Jeff caught sight of Diana's turned face toward him, and realised that she was in the first throes of her climax, with his cock jack hammering into her. He choked out a gasping oath and felt his pumping cock begin to spew its white, hot load deep into her womb in jets of fiery sperm that splashed obscenely around inside her ... then Toni raised her head and he saw the full extent of her drug-incited passion ... her lust-glazed eyes grew round and wide as she suddenly, as though her open cunt was spread-eagled over a torturing fire, began to moan: "Ohhhhhhhh ... ohhhhh ... my God ... I-I-I'm commmming!"
She wailed until her voice died in a strangled mixture of sob and sigh, her beautiful young head twisting from side to side, her long honey-yellow hair flailing wildly as she began the initial bowel-wrenching spasms of orgasm, screwing her smooth rounded buttocks back hard onto the thickened, driving animal cock with salacious fury.
Oh, it was heaven for all of them, thought Jeff and, looking at his young girl friend scream out her climax, he realised that there would never be jealousy between them ... ever. He watched Poker's long saliva dripping tongue hang loosely from the mouth of his great head, panting and dripping wetly onto the satiny tanned flesh of her back while he fucked into her greedily clasping young pussy with feral viciousness. Then, Toni screamed once more, slamming her lushly trembling ass back against the dog-cock with a frantic jerk as simultaneously the beast thrust forward and his massively swollen cock began to squirt its hot, animal sperm deep up into her hungrily devouring belly in long, forcible streams. Again Toni wailed, while her nakedly quivering buttocks began to contract spasmodically and the thick white combination of animal-human come nearly exploded back out from the swollen lips of her teenaged cunt ...
When the evening was finally over, and the last of the satisfied guests stomped wearily through the door and waited for the valets to drive their Cadillacs to the front entrance, Toni and Jeff drowsily ascended the steps to their second story bedroom. They wordlessly communicated their love, knowing there was no need for guilt or shame. Love would do.
Chapter 9
Toni sat at the patio table in the back yard, overlooking the hillocks of her inherited property, musing over how long ago it seemed since she and Jeff had first spent time at their deceased aunt and uncle's dog breeding farm. And that first party .... oh, what giggles that brought back to memory.
Times had changed all fight, in every spectrum of her life. She and Jeff had married the summer following their visit with Uncle Milt and Aunt Claudia ... the same summer her dear relatives had been killed in a car crash, leaving the entire property to Toni!
Though they really didn't need the money since Jeff had wisely invested her inheritance in stocks and bonds, they had kept the kennel going, still breeding and training dogs for the same purpose as her uncle's. Now she was the trainer and demonstrator, and every Saturday night the oil burned late at the palatial Baline residence, while their wealthy guests oohed and ahhed over the near-human performance of the dogs.
Life is what you make, thought Toni, taking another sip of her mint julep, watching her virile husband race over the hills with her favourite of the dogs, Poker Junior. With love, nothing else need matter.
